I deeply apologize for the long delay, I"ve been going through a lot of personal stuff! But now I'm back, and here's my newest chapter!
Chapter 6: Night of Death
The night, it's the time when ones day has come to a conclusion and they can throw away its contents and restart their next one anew. It is the time when one's body is due for a rest and they are quickly whisked away into a realm all their own in creation, their dreams. However, this is hardly ever the case in the world of teenagers and adults, and in most obvious cases, the big cities, for you see, when the sun goes down, the world appears to almost spring to life! Certain people are even dubbed with the term 'night owls', as they are much more lively once the sun sets than they ever were during the day. In cities like New York and Las Vegas, this effect is multiplied by at least one hundred to even one million times, as these cities attract the most outgoing of people, and a great majority of them are either already night owls, or shall become night owls sooner or later.
This is especially the case for an energetic city like Los Angeles, as at this very moment, one could see a red car suddenly pulled up near the edge of a cliff.
"Are you sure you want to do this," asked a teenage boy who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car. The one he was asking this question to was another teenager in the car with him, though this teen was a girl. Her hair was blonde, the kind some might label as bleached blonde. She had a relatively slim figure, though her assets were well developed. Her skin tone was quite light, and her eyes appeared to be that of light blue.
"Yes I'm sure, don't be so uptight, we're all alone now," she replied, as she gently rubbed his arm, using this opportunity to feel the muscles laced around his arm. Said boy had autumn brown hair, which was slightly spiky to the point where it appeared to defy gravity. His skin tone was similar to the girl's, allowing him to be easily identified as Caucasian as well. He had somewhat dark green eyes, and his physique was that of your average teenager; at the exception of a few muscles. However, the most unusual, and perhaps the most alluring, was the silver ring on his right ring ring itself was quite a marvel indeed. Not only was it the perfect tone of silver, the kind that seemed to almost shimmer and glow in the darkness, but there was also a small speck of sapphire on it as well. Upon further inspection, it was shown that the sapphire was in fact the eye for the serpent head that was designed onto it. The strange thing though, was that if one were to not pay much attention to it, the serpent head appeared to be watching them, lying and waiting for the right moment to strike down its unsuspecting prey, all the while, not constantly staring at them with its haunting sapphire eyes.
"I'm not uptight, I'm one of the calmest people I know," he replied to her.
"Right, of course you are," she replied smiling, though her tone hinted an obvious sarcasm.
"I am, go ahead, ask anyone," he argued, obviously intent on proving his case to her. This only caused the girl to let out a slight giggle, as she smiled lovingly at him.
"Babe, I don't know who any of your friends are." At hearing this, the boy suddenly stopped speaking, right as he was about to return with a comeback. "Who are your friends anyway," she asked, pressing further onto the subject, as the boy suddenly turned red with embarrassment. He didn't even attempt to offer a reply to defend himself this time, as he simply turned away from the girl, and looked ahead. The girl, seeing that she had won their little battle, smiled in sweet victory, as she then rubbed the boy's cheek. "I'm sorry I got you so upset sweetie. Here, let me make it up to you." She then proceeded to lean over and planted a soft kiss upon his right cheek. The moment her lips left his skin, the boy turned back to the girl, a smile now resting on his face.
"You're too good to me, you know that?"
"Yeah, and don't you forget it either," she replied, as she then leaned in once more. This time though, the boy was prepared for her lips, as he met them with his own. At first, the kisses were quite soft and warm; however, they soon turned into much more passionate ones, more so on the boy, as he was putting much more passion into his kisses than the girl thought a boy could. However, despite the clear disadvantage on her part, she responded with as much passion that she could muster. After a few more rounds of this, both could practically feel the burning sensation of lust that was slowly beginning to grow within them. They then broke apart, both breathing heavily, and staring at each other with eyes that burned with intense passion and desire.
"You ready," the boy asked the girl, his voice kind and considerate. "If you want, we can stop now. We don't have to do anything el-."
"It's okay, I'm ready," she stopped him, placing her hand on his shoulder and giving him a look of reassurance. Seeing this, the boy smiled at her and then nodded as he then attacked her lips with his own. However, this time he was much gentler with her than before, as his kisses still held their feeling of passion, but they were now pressing softly against her own. Needless to say, the girl responded to this as well with her own tender kisses.
It was at this point that they then began the steady process of stripping each other down. First came his shirt, then her shirt, then their undershirts. Next came their shoes, following was his belt and pants, then her own pants as well. All the while this was occurring, they hardly ever parted their lips with each other, and even when they did, they would immediately return together; as if drawn towards each other like some form of magnet. Once the first layer of their clothes had been removed, they finally parted both their lips and their bodies away from each other, both simply looking at the others near naked form. This eventually caused the girl to feel somewhat nervous, as no other boy had ever seen this much of her before. Noticing this, the boy asked her tenderly if she wanted to continue, to which she agreed. Just then, as he moved his hands towards her back to unclasp her bra-
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"What was that," asked the girl, startled by the sudden noise. "Maybe it was just a branch falling from a tree or something," he responded, attempting to comfort her.
Thump
"So that was another branch then," she asked, sarcasm clearly lacing her tone. "Maybe," he asked more then said, as the mysterious sound returned once again.
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Seeing that these constant ominous sounds were frightening her, the boy then decided to himself that he would go investigate the source of whatever was making her quell in fear and put a stop to it. The extent of her fear from the sound was apparently so intense that she didn't notice anything that was going on around her. She didn't even notice the boy gathering his clothes in front of her, putting them on, and making his way towards the driver's door about to leave to confront the sound. Her attention to reality only returned once the clicking of the car lock registered in her ears and she turned just in time to catch the boy before he escaped. Feeling her hand grabbing his arm tightly, the boy turned back to the girl with a look of utter surprise on his face. However, upon glancing at her face, which was clearly highlighted by both fear and concern, his surprised quickly morphed into a face of pure kindness and reassurance.
"It's alright, I'm just gonna go and take a quick look. I'll be back before you know it," he cooed to her, giving her hair a soft rub as he talked.
"B-but." She was unable to finish as he gave her one final kiss on the forehead, and swiftly exited the car, stepping into the darkness. Even though she was afraid, she would have ran after him, only to pull him back into the safety of the vehicle. However, he had not only shut the door behind him, but he also relocked it and took the keys with him. There was nothing she could do but sit and watch. At first, she saw the boy just simply wander through the darkness, occasionally turning his head left and right. Though each time, nothing seemed to appear from the shadows, nothing appeared from anywhere really after going over the area one final time, the boy then appeared to have sighed to himself and began walking back towards the car, much to the girl's relief.
Just then, the girl suddenly notices a strange shift in the shadows near the trees, which were along the far right of the cliff, which connected to the woods. She watched as the trees rustled quite violently, as if something was desperately trying to escape from them. Apparently, the boy heard this, as he not only turned around, but he also slowly made his way toward the trees. It was at that very moment, when he was a mere inch away from them, that the girl bared witness to the most horrible sight of her life. Just as the boy was a mere inch away from the tree, a large black shape suddenly dropped out of the tree and tackled the boy to the ground. The girl couldn't tell exactly what was going on at this point, but she saw that the creature was thrashing wildly at the boy; occasionally she saw it pick him up, only to slam him back onto the ground again. After only mere seconds off this vicious assault, the boy was then sent flying a good distance, his midair ride only being ceased once he hit the railing at the edge of the cliff. Even after this brutal maneuver, the boy didn't even have enough time to writhe in pain, as the creature immediately appeared by his side, picked him up by his collar, and threw him over the railing.
"Oh my God," she finally screamed, which turned out to not be such a good move, as the creature instantly turned to look directly at her, with its glowing red eyes. The girl was utterly immobilized by this horrifying monster's gaze, as it then ran-no, more of charged towards the car. It was too fast for the girl to react in any way, as in a mere second, it was standing right outside her window. She then let out another scream, as the creature then smashed through the glass and grabbed at her, which she was luckily able to avoid by crawling back. She then tried desperately to unlock the door on the driver's side, when the creature then ripped off the door on the passenger side and grabbed her arm, quite hard too, as a small trail of blood ran down said arm. The creature then, with one swift and powerful motion, pulled the poor girl out into the deep and dark shadows of the night. Not being able to do much of anything, she did the only action she really could do right before she disappeared into the night; she let out one final desperate and terrified scream.
Time had now passed since the following events of the night and day had returned to the city of Los Angles, the bright sun once again capturing the city in its brilliant domain of light. Birds were peacefully singing their little melodies to celebrate the new morning, adults were getting their fresh cups of coffee on their way to either their job or to drop off their children. And on the now illuminated cliff, there were only two things that could be seen and heard, sirens and squad cars. From every car came forth a police officer or two who immediately scattered somewhere around the area. There was one little speck of the area which had accomplished in gaining the attention of a majority of the officers. Inside this cut of the land contained the red car, which had a considerable amount of damage on it, including the missing door and broken glass. The second, and only other item present here in which the mob of police had surrounded was a white blanket of some sort. What was under it was indefinable; however, the only clue to it was the fact that it formed a rather large lump under the blanket.
Suddenly, breaking through the swarm of uniforms and badges sprung forth a rather young man, who appeared to be somewhere in between his late twenties and late thirties, with a bluish-white version of the LAPD uniform. This man in question was of average height for a young man, and appeared to have a slim, yet appeared to be somewhat muscular. He had a light skin tone to himself, as well as short brown hair which went only slightly past his ears. His eyes could also be described as being the color of blue, though there was also a speck of green here and there. Once the man had reached the blanket, he then turned to the nearest officer and directly, though calmly asked-
"How bad is it?" Almost immediately, a look which appeared to be a mixture of disgust and sorrow covered the man's face.
"Pretty bad's all I can say," he responded shaking his head. The brown haired man then knelt down before the blanket and slowly, almost caringly, lifted the blanket up, revealing the corpse of the blonde from the night before. Just as the other man had said, the sight was indeed bad. She was still in her underwear, although it was now stained with the color red, and several pieces of it had apparently been ripped off in several places. She also had a small red smudge protruding out of her mouth, though it was clear that it had dried up by now. However, the most noticeable characteristic about her now was that there were several chunks of flesh which were missing from her, all apparently having been cut off. The areas included several spots on her right rib, left leg, right arm, midsection, nick, thigh and face. However, even with this, there was still one more horrible detail to take in, it was the fact that along with these missing pieces of flesh, both her right leg and left arm were both missing. Both apparently having been chopped in the same fashion. It was truly a horrible sight to bear, in fact it was so intense that it could've brought even the manliest of men down to there knees, either in tears or disgust.
"Do we at least know her name," he asked, turning to the man as he handed him what looked a card of some sort. When he looked at it, he saw that it was an ID card, one with a picture of the once living girl. "Ashley Grace, eighteen years old. She was just a high school student." He then returned his gaze towards the girl's corpse and gave her one final look of sadness, as he then placed the blanket back onto her. "You must've gone through a truly terrible ordeal, didn't you? For that, I am truly sorry, and I hope you are now at peace," he muttered to himself as he kissed his hand and patted the girl's forehead. He then stood up and prepared to walk away, when another of the officers called out to him.
"Hey you, I've never seen you before! Who are you?" The man then turned around to the officer, a kind smile gracing his face as he pulled out something from his pocket and held it out for the officer to see. Upon looking, the officer saw that it was a police ID card.
"I'm sorry, I forgot that only a few people know me here, so allow me to properly introduce myself, my name is officer Charles, Charles Valclez, and I'm going to be a part of your police department now. Let's all get along and protect our city."
AN: Sorry if this chap wasn't that good, I was really in a rush to get through this part. If you all were getting agitated by my constant use of "Her, Him, the girl, the boy, etc," I was trying to give off the feeling of the two could be anyone someone knows. Anyway, next chap will be better as the gang and the Valclez kids return!