The Nightmare Begins -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
I began to rub my head as the burning sensation continued to pound deeper in my head, almost as if it were inside my thoughts.
I began to blink my eyes repeatedly in hopes to actually clear my blurry sight.
I began to raise myself off of the soft material that I had woken up on.
'hmmm... way different then the other time when I woke up on the hard floor.'.
Once I had a proper hold on my sighting and where I thought that I was, I then began to search the room, pondering on where the location of the room was.
"hhhhhmmmm... just a little longer..." a lazy voice sounded.
I then averted my sights down to the sleeping form next to me.
It was Indigo, he had messed up hair, and he looked like he had a comfortable sleep.
But that is good news right? I mean after all, we did need to relax just a little longer right before we continued this crazy trip right?
"Huh, wheres Carlos?" I questioned as I began to search the room for any trace of where Carlos went.
"Over here," a familiar voice spoke reassuringly.
I then hopped off the bed and stood up, a little too fast.
I began to feel dizzy and felt like falling over.
"What are you doing over there?" I asked, curious to the fact that he was standing over in the hallway.
The door was left open all the way and he was in plain view, just enough for me to notice that he had a gun.
And not just any gun... My gun.
I felt panic wash over me as I began to search myself for my gun, and as I had predicted, it wasn't there, instead it was in Carlos' hands.
"What are you doing with Broken Butterfly?" I questioned in wonder as he began to look around from all sides the were even in sight of the area where he was standing.
"I-I heard some noises, and I didn't want to wake you..." he muttered, wearing an expression that would even put shadow in the dark.
I began to walk forward as I spoke.
"Well here le-"
"No! Don't you see? I'm making sure that 'he' or any one of his goons don't come near you, I would rather not take a chance like that, never the less be protected by a female Querida." He snapped, bringing my full attention back to his point of view, rather than the silver plated black magnum gun, shimmering in his quivering hands.
I stopped, petrified like a statue as the blood in my veins began to turn as cold as ice.
In less than a second, Carlos went from standing in front of me, less than a few feet away, to being flung at the end of the hallway, and stabbed to the wall by his stomach, just like the same way that I was being pinned to the wall by that monster earlier.
"aaaahhhh!" Carlos cried out in pain as the inhuman claw was shoved in further, it was too brutal that I almost turned my head to look away.
Until I realized that the creature pinning Carlos to the wall, was the same thing that pinned me to the wall...
But I thought that I shot the dang thing in the head, I saw it die, it even seen it fall in front of me, and I had even had to deal with the disgusting bits of blood covering me.
I then thought of the advantages coming from what might happen in the next two seconds.
This thing had killed a special friend of mine, and now was the time for revenge, and a time to avenge his lost life.
I felt a disturbing grin beginning to form along my features, it almost made me feel completely lost in an ocean of confusion.
I never grinned before... whats happening to me?
I then realized how dispute my attack would be, seeing as how Carlos still had my magnum gun and my only weapon, gripped tightly in his hands as the creature began to push its claw further.
He was to scared to pull the trigger, I could even see it in his eyes.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by his screening yells and cries.
I then launched myself at the creature, and with one swift movement, the monster fell beneath my feet as I lifted my leg and kicked him down to the ground leaving Carlos yelping in pain as the claw was suddenly removed harshly from his stomach. He fell silently to the ground while trying to cover the gushing stab wound.
I immediately grabbed the ugly things head and lifted it up slightly and raised my right leg, then stomped onto the things head, leaving the thing completely stunned on the floor, not much time would be earned from this but it would have to do.
I then rushed over to Carlos, who began to rapidly lose his color, courtesy of the large amount of blood loss.
It made a loud screech as I lept over it, leaving it angered at its failed attempt to catch my foot.
I stopped in front of Carlos and gently lifted him up with one arm while quickly pulling his arm over my shoulder and then putting mine under his arm for support.
I raised him off of the ground, leaving a fresh blood trail, on the floors behind us.
I let him cross over the monster first while I stood on its arms, then I smashed my heel on its hard skull.
leaving it stunned once again to buy us some time.
I quickly helped Carlos into the room and rested him onto the bed.
I scrambled over to the door and slammed it shut, leaving me the locks to deal with.
I finished the lock up and ran over into the Kitchen, then over to the Bathroom.
One entered, I immediately swung open the cabinet doors and began to scatter around the various bottles of pills and medication.
I was rushing, hoping to find something to stop Carlos' immense bleeding from the cut.
Still nothing...
I began to throw the useless bottles out and finally found what I was looking for.
I ended up finding a rather large roll of bandages, 8 health sprays, a small bag cotton swabs, a few bandage clips, and a medium sized bottle of disinfectant spray, aka rubbing alcohol.
I made a bolt for it as I rushed over to the small room near the entrance.
I then found Carlos, Barely managing to keep himself awake.
I ran over to him, and pressed my lips against his forehead.
He was burning up and became insuperable to touch.
'Good thing I was in medical school.' I thought as I plucked the items that I needed from the towel I stored them in.
I wiped the fresh tear from is aquatic colored eyes which looked so dull and almost lifeless.
I quickly began to pour the bottle of rubbing alcohol on his infected looking wound.
He screamed in agony as the spray began to do its thing. I quickly raised a hand to his forehead and noticed that he was now as cold as ice.
I noticed that his eyes were closed, tightly, by the looks of it.
I couldn't blame him, I mean having half a bottle poured on a open stab wound, wow, that's too much, even for me.
I began to wipe away any more of the excess dirt and blood surrounding the area.
I reached for the roll of bandages and carefully but quickly began to wrap up the wound before it started to bleed again, and because the thing outside of the door was getting impatient, and literally looked like it wanted to bite my head off.
I then grabbed one of the silver bandage clips and attached it to the fabric to secure it.
I then took one last look at Carlos as relief and peacefulness washed over me as his aqua orbs began to sparkle and then close shut as if he wanted to sleep.
I let him drift into a deep sleep as I plucked the gun out of his hands.
He gave me the gun willingly, luckily.
I then flinched as splinters of wood began to fly around the room.
The creature had broken a large hole in the door and was ready to rip the door off of its hinges.
I then reloaded the gun and began to fire like a maniac at the menacing beast.
It cringed a few times before continuing its raging actions.
It then suddenly moaned, as the at least 15th bullet lodged itself into its chest right about where its rib cage would've been.
It faced it's head downwards and looked up at me before letting itself fall harshly to the cold floor leaving a disturbing silence in the room before I broke it.
"And stay dead this time..." I grumbled under my breath, but I noticed something was different about it this time.
It was harder to kill, and it took ten times as many bullets to make this thing go into the KIA category of the deceased.
I then tilted my head to glance over to Carlos to see that he was no longer in the place where he fell asleep in.
If this was one of those plot lines where you get bitten or scratched, then you mutate, thats worst then hell...
Because that just makes everything a whole lot better doesn't it?
I ran over to the room where indigo was sleeping and stopped, how could Indigo sleep through the loud gunshots, screaming, yelling, and sounds of things being destroyed and ripped to bits?
Wow, what a heavy sleeper.
What was being seen through my eyes must've been wrong, but was...
was Carlos just in the kitchen?
"Carlos?" I asked cautiously as I backed up about 4 doors behind me only to face a room full of darkness, not even the light of the once operating oven was on.
Neither the lime green glow of the Ice dispenser was on.
The refrigerators steady humming was the only thing sounding off, besides the ragged breathing in the darkness.
I wanted to know so badly what was in the dark, but then again, maybe I didn't wanna know...
I kept my view steady on the center of the room, there seemed to be a figure there depicting the lightly darkened silhouette of a person.
Walking over to the door frame, I made a reaching for the light switch, praying to god that at least the switch of all things worked and didn't cause me any grief.
I then realized that my sudden action caused the shadow to suddenly flinch, or possibly cringing.
"hello..." I answered to the silhouette in the shadows.
Suddenly it moved, too quick for my eyes to register where it even went and the next thing that I know.
I am face to face with a man, it was indeed... and for sure, Carlos Molachantalovv...
He looked like one of the creatures except more human like.
With his gentle alluring aqua eyes, GONE...
Instead, they were now replaced with deepening ruby red color.
As for his chocolate brown hair, well nothing really changed, besides the fact that it was messy.
His skin had lost all color.
If I was sleeping, I would've thought that with his now pale skin, he was glowing.
Nothing but a grunt escaped his lips, which were now a coral shade of pink.
" A-Are you Carlos?" I asked, the trembling and heavy quivering super visible in my voice.
He began to lower his face to mine, till our noses began to touch. He was looking me deep in the eyes, his ruby red eyes boring holes into my skull.
He seemed to notice how bad I was trembling and seemed to do the same thing that the normal Carlos would've done.
He held me close until I stopped shaking with fear.
He then pulled away and faced me once more.
I felt a lot more confident now that I knew that he really was Carlos.
He lifted his hand and then pushed my gun downwards to make sure that I wouldn't shoot him.
Only one word escaped his mouth, and that one word left my heart singing.
"Querida."