The eternal night
I could feel the blood pulsating from the wound on my neck but I kept running as the blood on my neck froze in the coldness of the night. The church was in plain sight now but all the windows had been painted black which was quite a shock to me as last I had known this had been a working church unlike those that had come under the control of cult who believed in the death of all thing good. I reached the front steps and felt as though I was being watched by many people but carried on walking up the step until I was stood at the door. I pushed but the door did not move. I turned around and looked for another way into the church and could see that there was a gate a little further down the road that led through the graveyard and into the church. I walked down the steps and could hear the sound of many people breathing heavily all around me. I placed my hand on the knives in my pocket and stood still until I could hear nothing again. I walked slightly faster now towards the gate that was already half open, almost awaiting my arrival. I could hear the faint sounds of police sirens in the distance and decided to hurry up if I was going to make him pay before the police showed up. I ran through the graveyard and suddenly stopped at a grave I had seen before. It was my mothers. I collapsed into a pile on the floor I could hear voice from all around me muttering and cheering.
"So he finally arrives a little earlier than asked." Chris walks into my sight and my eyes begin to fill with rage. I pulled the gun from my back pocket and aimed it towards him.
BANG! The bullet rips clean through Chris and hit the stone wall of the church behind him. Chris stands there still smiling. The wound in his chest doesn't seem to bleed and he laughing. Why is he not dead? I fired the gun again and again until I could only hear the clicks of an empty gun. My eyes were closed tight until I could feel tears rolling down my face and the coldness of the air around me freezing all my blood cold. I opened and saw him standing there looking unchanged from before with the exception of sixteen fresh bullet holes in his chest. He looked at me with those dark eyes of his and started walking towards me. I could see many people behind him and from the corners of my eyes, many more. From what I could see they were all around the same age as Chris and all seemed to look extremely pale and each and everyone of them seemed to be smiling mouth open showing all their teeth and to my surprise all of them had the same two teeth that were larger than the rest. Their fangs were a lot bigger than normal, almost like animals.
"Take him to the tablets." Chris ordered the people around him and almost instantly I felt myself being lifted off the floor and gliding over to a patch in the forest that had been cut of all trees. I looked down and could see that there were three quite young children holding me up above my head as they flew over the trees. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was flying in the air without the aid of technology and could see that from where we had originally left off there were many other people that I had ever imagined. Possibly a hundred or more teenagers who all looked as though they were going to kill someone and all with that same sickly smile on their faces.
We landed and I felt a sharp pain rip through the wound on my neck. I heard Chris's voice through all of silence and saw him emerge from behind an altar.
"Quickly. Place him onto the tablets before he begins to change or the prophecy will be destroyed." Chris pulled something from under his cloak and walked flew down from the altar. I felt myself being strapped onto a stone table that was stood on its end in the ground. I looked around and could see that there was another stone table where another corpse lay which was covered in blood and in front of that lay the statue of my mother that had sat on the front of my house since her death. It didn't look damage however it was covered with blood and by the looks of it, it was going to be destroyed.
I could see many people surrounding the statue brandishing hammers and one tall boy carrying a sword.
"Now the whole family is here we ca begin the ritual." Chris looked at me and then to the statue and finally to the corpse.
"What do you mean the whole family? My dad is on the outskirts of town stuck on a pike because of you." I clenched my first and tried to break away from the binding of the tablet.
"Did you like that? It was a lot of fun putting that on just for you and also to hear your voice when you found out. That was music to my ears. But your real father is there." He pointed towards the corpse that had started to stir. He walked over to it and turned its head.
"Dad! Release him you sick fuck. Why the hell are you doing this?" I tried even harder to break the bindings of the tablet but failed and looked at my dad who seemed to be unconscious.
"Ah. You see, you James my dear friend are a very important person and your bloodline has forever caused much trouble for the forces of darkness in this world. You see you are what the regular people would call, an angel. You are a direct descendent from the angels of heaven and therefore all those in your bloodline have tried so hard to stop us from finishing our ultimate goals. The complete enslavement of all humanity." All the people around him began to chant what sounded like a prayer and I could see my father writhe in agony.
"What the hell are you doing?" I looked at Chris and then looked back at my dad. Blood had begun to bubble from his mouth and he began to scream. I felt my blood begin to boil.
"Now time to finish the whole family off once and for all so no more saviours will be born from your blood. Chris raised his hand in the air that was clutching a dagger and plunged it into my father's chest almost instantly stopping him from screaming and stopping his convulsions. I started to yell and curse Chris who was now walking over to the statue.
"What do you plan on doing with the statue? Do you want to ruin the only thing of my mother that I have left to remind myself?" Chris swapped the dagger for the sword the tall boy was holding and looked over to me.
"You think this is just a statue. Ha! You must be stupid. If you think that this was just a statue then how come it is covered in fresh blood and looks so uncannily like your mother. You know why? It is because this is your mother. She became a statue to protect your family and make sure the bloodline would never be broken but she never expected us to find out." He raised the sword into the air and turned to me. "Say goodbye to your mother again."
The sword hit the rock and sliced through it as if it was human flesh and cut the rock into two pieces. I looked and could see blood pouring out of it and instead of the insides being made of rock they were all blood and bones. I began to yell more violently and push further away from the wall. Chris walked over to me and cleaned the blade on his cloak.
"Look at you. You remind me of your of the other's who came at us wearing their armour and brandishing their holy swords but how could you know that. You've only just learned about your heritage. Chris placed the blade at my neck and dropped the blade almost suddenly. "Who has done this? Who has bitten him?" Chris's body began to grow taller and taller by the moment until he looked nothing of the old Chris. His flesh was torn and scarred and he seemed to have cracks in his flesh where blood did not seep through.
He seemed to be inhuman and he walked around making all the other people back away and almost become shadows in the forest. Then one of the entities stood forward. It was not human but didn't look like Chris. I knew exactly what it reminded me of, it looked identically to the thing that I saw in my house. However this creatures eyes were not red like the one in my house. They were violet. It stood in front of Chris.
"Why didn't you do as I told you and leave him alone. Now we have to finish the ritual before he becomes one of us." Chris went to hit the creature but was stopped by many other creatures that appeared on his arm, each with a distinctive colour of eyes. "Fine then, I'll spare you for now but you will leave now before you cause anymore harm." The creatures vanished from his body and the creature that had stood in front of him walked off and disappeared into the dense forest. Chris turned towards me and started to laugh and return to his original form. "Sorry about that. Just a minor implication which means I have to kill you straight away and lose all the satisfaction that I would like to have with you death." He sighed and picked up the sword again.
I started to feel an excruciating pain in my neck and inside my head. The blood that had frozen over in my neck had started to bleed again and I could feel myself almost becoming insane with the agony.
"We really need to speed the process up before he changes and becomes an immortal." Chris was beginning to panic now and was rushing to get the tablets ready for his master plan. The pain was now indescribable and I could feel all my muscle's splitting in half. Chris swung the blade but before it had even hit me I could feel my eyelids getting heavy and my heart beginning to stop. This was it I was already dying before he even hit me.