Post by Cain on Oct 24, 2015 23:07:24 GMT -6
A light breeze causes blood red leaves to dance through the night air in a small clearing of a forest. Fires crackle in the silent night, sleeping bags gathered around the glowing flames. The full moon shines brightly above the sleeping family, exhausted from a day of playing, fishing, and eating baked beans from paper plates.
A small battery operated radio plays oldies. Right now we can hear "Unchained Melody" on the radio. A beautiful song. The family of four are dead to the world, the father holding his wife in his arms in the sleeping bag, the children snoring lightly.
The sound of a twig snapping. Was it an animal? No...too large to be any woodland creature. Right? Static suddenly interrupts the beautiful song as a shadow blots out the moonlight. Cut to a silhouette covering the moon, standing over the innocent family.
Everything seems fine for a moment, especially if you are asleep. But this creature...person? This monster is truly the definition of the word. It looks like a large man dressed in a black duster, but the only other detail you can make out...where it's eyes should be...no...where his eyes should be are two violet glowing orbs.
Stepping into the light, he gives us a better look at him. Large. Chiseled like stone, devilishly handsome. A well kept goatee and slicked back black hair. He moves over to the first child, a young girl of about thirteen. She was very beautiful, with long straight hair the color of straw.
He kneeled and slowly caressed her cheek, his expression never changing. She smiled and whispered the word lovingly.
"I'm fine dad...go be with mom..."
She drifted off back to sleep and the monster stood. He walked over to the ten year old boy next, staring at the child with a very different expression. It was a look of sheer disdain, his eyes flashing violet for a moment, his face morphing, becoming more demonic.
He kneeled next to the boy and waiting until he exhaled, placed his entire hand over the child's mouth and nose. The boy's brown eyes shot open and he tried to scream but he just didn't have the breath.
The Alpha Human looked into the boy's eyes, his own glowing steadily. He placed a finger on his own lips and silenced the child.
"Shhhh...."
The air around his hand wavered as soon as the boy began to stop his weak struggle and soon, the Last Son of Eden's veins pulsated as if the soul of the child had entered his own personage. He stood and looked at the lifeless child for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.
He sniffed the air like a predatory creature, his eyes falling on the father who stirred. He could smell the difference in pheromones. This human needed to relieve himself. The monster turned and silently passed into the shadows.
This father, this "dullard" didn't even notice that his only son lay dead as he went into the woods to relieve himself of the Bud Weiser he'd drank earlier. Not far behind him, the Shadow followed. Silent as death, he waited till "dad" dropped his guard and reached out, hands enveloping the throat of the father.
Half drunk and half asleep, the man in his fourties couldn't seem to fight back as the strange anomaly happened once again. The air waved around the Monster's hands and suddenly...a mark on his arm lit up...and he calmly laid the lifeless body in the leaves. He crossed the man's arms over his chest, walking away non-chalantly.
The wind howled in pain, and laughter was heard. Not maniacal but a cold chuckle as the scene faded...
-Static-
A small battery operated radio plays oldies. Right now we can hear "Unchained Melody" on the radio. A beautiful song. The family of four are dead to the world, the father holding his wife in his arms in the sleeping bag, the children snoring lightly.
The sound of a twig snapping. Was it an animal? No...too large to be any woodland creature. Right? Static suddenly interrupts the beautiful song as a shadow blots out the moonlight. Cut to a silhouette covering the moon, standing over the innocent family.
Everything seems fine for a moment, especially if you are asleep. But this creature...person? This monster is truly the definition of the word. It looks like a large man dressed in a black duster, but the only other detail you can make out...where it's eyes should be...no...where his eyes should be are two violet glowing orbs.
Stepping into the light, he gives us a better look at him. Large. Chiseled like stone, devilishly handsome. A well kept goatee and slicked back black hair. He moves over to the first child, a young girl of about thirteen. She was very beautiful, with long straight hair the color of straw.
He kneeled and slowly caressed her cheek, his expression never changing. She smiled and whispered the word lovingly.
"I'm fine dad...go be with mom..."
She drifted off back to sleep and the monster stood. He walked over to the ten year old boy next, staring at the child with a very different expression. It was a look of sheer disdain, his eyes flashing violet for a moment, his face morphing, becoming more demonic.
He kneeled next to the boy and waiting until he exhaled, placed his entire hand over the child's mouth and nose. The boy's brown eyes shot open and he tried to scream but he just didn't have the breath.
The Alpha Human looked into the boy's eyes, his own glowing steadily. He placed a finger on his own lips and silenced the child.
"Shhhh...."
The air around his hand wavered as soon as the boy began to stop his weak struggle and soon, the Last Son of Eden's veins pulsated as if the soul of the child had entered his own personage. He stood and looked at the lifeless child for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.
He sniffed the air like a predatory creature, his eyes falling on the father who stirred. He could smell the difference in pheromones. This human needed to relieve himself. The monster turned and silently passed into the shadows.
This father, this "dullard" didn't even notice that his only son lay dead as he went into the woods to relieve himself of the Bud Weiser he'd drank earlier. Not far behind him, the Shadow followed. Silent as death, he waited till "dad" dropped his guard and reached out, hands enveloping the throat of the father.
Half drunk and half asleep, the man in his fourties couldn't seem to fight back as the strange anomaly happened once again. The air waved around the Monster's hands and suddenly...a mark on his arm lit up...and he calmly laid the lifeless body in the leaves. He crossed the man's arms over his chest, walking away non-chalantly.
Two found dead in Yellowstone National Park this morning. Police say that 34 year old Monica Shrieber found her husband, 36 year old Jackson K. Shrieber dead. Shortly after, she found their 10 year old son smothered to death.
Both deaths are being investigated but no evidence whatsoever has been found as of yet. Neither female was harmed in either way.
Both deaths are being investigated but no evidence whatsoever has been found as of yet. Neither female was harmed in either way.
The wind howled in pain, and laughter was heard. Not maniacal but a cold chuckle as the scene faded...
-Static-