A Dark Force
Chapter 5: Orogoth
The Taylor's walked inside the house.
"So remind why we are doing this when detectives and police are on their way as they speak?" Jill asked Tim.
"Come on honey, imagine how much famous we'd be if we already discovered who the murderer was, before the detectives did."
"Tim, you're already known well enough, don't overdo it!" Jill demanded pleadingly.
"Yo, how did it get dark so fast?" Mark asked tentatively.
Jill looked up.
"Last time I looked, it was noon," Tim said, surprised.
"Let's just get out of here," Mark said, turning to walk out.
"Dad, I'm actually beginning to grow uncertain," Brad said fearfully. For the first time, he was agreeing with Mark.
"This kind of thing is dangerous," Randy said. "I'm with Mark!"
Randy followed Mark out. Before any of them could get out though, the doors shut tight.
"Who's there?" Jill demanded to the newly formed darkness.
The sound of car doors slamming outside announced the arrival of the police force.
"We're trapped!" Mark yelled fearfully.
"Dad, in case we die, I just want to thank you for the stupidest thing you've ever done to us," Brad said angrily.
Tim opened his mouth to retort, but before he could do so, Brad dropped dead, mysteriously.
"BRAD!" Jill yelled.
A burst of flames announced another mysterious figure. A burst of flames in the figures hands, and a black whip appeared. He raised it.
Jill screamed in terror. Randy cowered behind Mark, who tried in vain to hide great fear.
"I was waiting for you, Tim Taylor," a growling, harsh voice said from behind a black hood.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" Tim demanded.
"My name is Orogoth!" the harsh voice said. "But it's nothing, it's not you in particular, but I like dealing with people who try to find who I really am. I foresaw you investigating the house, so I thought I'd stay in!"
Tim raised his Binford 5800 Power Surge Saw and turned it on.
The figure laughed and merely waved his hands. The saw hovered out of Tim's hands and chased Tim around the room.
Knocks were being heard.
"WE'RE IN HERE," Jill yelled. "WE NEED HELP!"
"Get the police," a voice said outside.
The saw made contact with Tim's head as Jill screamed.
"Get the Sergeant, he might be able to handle whatever is going on in there," a voice outside said quickly.
Another blast and Mark was thrown out of the way, head making contact with the wall on the other side, hard.
Jill grabbed a variety of things and started throwing them at the Wizard. She grabbed anything from as soft as a pillow to as hard as a bed leg. Orogoth blasted every one of them away.
The door smashed open and there stood the Sergeant of the police, backed up with half the police force. As they walked in, guns pointed at Orogoth, more cars arrived outside.
Mark got up in time to see Jill die from a dark wave of energy.
"What the…" the Sergeant began.
"I am not of this world," Orogoth said harshly, lifting the Sergeant up by the neck with one hand. "Did you truly think you pathetic humans were the only living species in the Universe? Well… you were WRONG!"
The Sergeant was thrown against the wall.
Orogoth spread his hands out, as well as his cape, making Randy and Mark being forced closer to him by a kind of magnetic field.
"Leave them alone, do you not care about those who are younger?" a detective said as the police pointed their guns.
"You know the drill… one false move, and they both get a one way ticket to an underground box!" Orogoth threatened.
"Think what you're doing man!" the Sergeant yelled.
Randy fell as easily as it was to crack and egg.
"That's one down," Orogoth said triumphantly. "Do you want this boy's death to go in your force's history, assuming it doesn't get disbanded after this incident?"
Bangs went off immediately. Bullets were being fired at Orogoth. All missed as Orogoth moved out of the house, holding Mark. One wave of his hand and everyone was thrown back. Mark fell, making contact with the cold floor.
The Sergeant got up weakly.
"It's no use, you're going to die!" Orogoth said. "There's nothing you can do!"
Another bang, and this time it hit the Sorcerer.
As Orogoth yelled in either pain or triumph, the Sergeant couldn't tell, more cars arrived, all black. It was the FBI!
"Hands up, we're far more powerful then you," the Captain of the FBI said importantly.
"Sorcerer out of this word or not, you're still basically a human being with supernatural powers," the Sergeant said.
"You're outnumbered, surrender," FBI officials said.
Mark opened his eyes weakly. He was still alive, but barely. He crawled out of the house, trying not to be noticed. Unluckily, Orogoth went over and grabbed the boy.
"Not this time, not ever!" Orogoth yelled angrily. "NEVER escape from me!"
A purple aura surrounded Mark.
"It was my whole plan, to murder as many as possible!" Orogoth said, walking towards the freaked out police force and FBI officials. "I knew murdering Wilson would lure his neighbors over and the police force. But I never thought FBI agents would come on to the scene too. This is good!"
He threw Mark against the wall. It wasn't over though. He also stomped his left foot, creating purple shockwaves. The shockwaves spread through the house, eventually destroying it in a burst of purple fire. Orogoth walked triumphantly out of the ruins.
"So the murders shall continue," Orogoth said mercilessly. There was no stopping him, ever!