Valaka wakes up from a long rest and quickly heads out for another temporary filling.
Category: Horror
Lust in the Woods — Part II: Rest
The Entity finds a temporary home and discovers an enraging concept that allows her to make a statement on her future actions.
Lust in the Woods — Part I: Arrival
On a Wintery night in the Dudley Town Forest, a new Entity arrives and finds her very first meal.
Reborn to Hunt — Info Post
Have you died and suddenly found yourself reborn within a world of Monsters and Hunting? Well, you might as well learn about it before you make your first move.
The Nephilim (sideways I know)
Dead On Live: Chapter 3
Chapter 3
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“Mrs. Kurgis, you’ve been in your office for a while!” A cameraman shouts, knocking on the door to Lorlin’s office.
Lorlin sighs. “Come ln, David.” She spoke.
“Got it!” David came into the room, smiling. “Did you find anything?”
Lorlin slowly nods. “I found..a lot.”
“A lot?” David raised an eyebrow. “So this Tamma guy is real?”
Lorlin nods again. “Apparently he’s some type of wanted person by the NYCPD and the NYCSI.”
“Weird..” David hums. “Do you think he’s dangerous?”
Lorlin slowly faces David. “Considering what he’s been through and what he can possibly do, yes.”
“David, get the show ready!” Donny yells. “This’ll be a long one!”
David immediately left the room, smiling and closing the door behind him.
“Stupid people..” Lorlin muttered, then blinks when her computer flickers. She jumps up, then silently heard the clicking of a gun’s safety before the lights in the office went out with a bang.
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Dead On Live: Chapter 2
Chapter 2
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Tamma sat in a taxi as cars zoomed by him, his eyes glowing brightly. He thinks as he looks around, humming as he stares off. “They want me on a show, huh?”
“Yes, Mr. Mosko.” The taxi driver spoke. “Mr. Kurgis considers you a wonderful guest to have.”
Tamma hums. “I do have a question, though..”
“Ask away, Mr. Mosko.” The taxi driver smiles.
Tamma leans back. “I won’t be..bad mouthed..will I?”
“..No, sir.” The taxi driver slowly answers. “That’d be wrong of Mr. Kurgis to do.”
Tamma smirks, nodding. “Good.”
“Why’d you ask that, Mr. Mosko?” The taxi driver asked.
Tamma’s smirk grew. “Let’s just say..I wish to take my life into my own hands, per say.” He shrugs. “Tired of living by everyone else’s rules, you know?”
“I see, sir..” The taxi driver took a deep breath, then stopped the taxi. “We’re here.”
Tamma nods, getting out of the taxi and fixing his shirt.
“Would you like me to get your suitcases, sir?” A butler asked.
Tamma nods. “Just let me have the small silver suitcase..it’s a personal one.”
“Yes sir.” The butler bows, grabbing the other suitcases and placing them on a cart.
Tamma grabbed the small silver suitcase, then followed the butler all the way to the elevator, silent.
“Mr. Kurgis gave you the 17th floor. Is that okay, sir?” The butler asked as he entered the elevator.
Tamma nods. “Did he give me a soundproof room?”
“Yes, sir. Soundproof with a big tub and free wi-fi.” The butler spoke, pressing the button to the 17th floor as the elevator door closed.
Tamma smirks. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Mr. Mosko.” The butler spoke as the elevator door opened up to the 17th floor. He walked out, rolling the cart of Tamma’s suitcases in front of him.
Tamma follows, still carrying the small silver suitcase as he enters his hotel room.
“Mr. Kurgis will see you shortly.” The butler states, then left the room and closed the door behind him.
Tamma smirks more, unpacking all of the other suitcases before hiding the small silver one underneath his pillow. He then changed into a suit and tie, black pants and shoes, humming as he heard a knock on the door. “Come in.”
“Mr. Mosko!” Donny smiles as he enters the room, walking up to Tamma and shaking his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you!”
Tamma shakes Donny’s hand, smiling. “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Kurgis.”
“The pleasure’s all mine, sir!” Donny sits down. “So, what would you like to eat?”
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Dead On Live: Chapter 1
Chapter 1
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“Mr. Kurgis, we must find something more..internationally appealing, per say.” A cameraman spoke. “Unfortunately, our ratings have gone down for the past few months.”
Donny sighs, thinking. “Considering that most of the Supernatural Phenomenons happen in NYC, that’s basically our only hope..but who?”
“Just someone..unordinary, sir.” The cameraman shrugs. “That’s all.”
Donny suddenly caught a glimpse of something. It was on the television as he saw a firestorm engulfing NYC. “Turn it up!” He states.
The cameraman turns up the television as the other cameramen and the director gathered around Donny, listening.
“New York City just experienced its first major Firestorm as hinted by The Phoenix-Storm Prophecy!” The reporter on the television spoke, looking as frightened as ever. “Tamma ‘Hyku’ Mosko unleashed a wild Firestorm yesterday, but thankfully, most of the damage was undone. Over 170 people were killed and 300 more were severely injured or wounded.”
Donny’s eyes widened. “Tamma..someone look up that name immediately!” He shouts.
Another cameraman went behind the computer, typing something up. “Mr. Kurgis..that’s the name of the Fox God incarnation.”
“Fox God..” Donny smiles. “I want that man on my show! Contact him, get him a plane ticket, a hotel and a ride here immediately!” He orders.
All of the people immediately began to do exactly that, looking as excited as Donny felt.
Donny smiles. “Mr. Mosko..you’ll be a wonderful person to interview.”
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Blood And Jaws: Part 2: In The Eyes Of A Watchful Man
***Warning: This story may contain violence, blood/gore (to a certain degree), language (dashes or stars will be used), angst (again, to a certain degree), hints/mentions of sex (although none is done within these stories), and more. You don’t have to read the story if you’re not okay with this content.***
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“Breaking news, Billings!” The news reporter yelled out as he appeared on the television, looking like he’s completely and utterly traumatized. “The Animal Skin Killer has been confirmed by the MMI to have killed a new victim! The name or age has not been identified, but yet Montana knows well that their state is in deep and desperate danger!”
Aegis stared at his retro television while he listened to the news, still unfazed. All he did was smile as pictures of the victims’ bodies flashed onto the screen, all of their organs completely gone. His smile slowly faded into an unreadable expression before he turned off the TV, then looking behind him and at the wall that was covered in mythological paintings and displayed paragraphs, his smile returning to his lips.
Walking towards one of them, he slowly reached out to hold the frame of an ancient beheaded wolf floating in the air endlessly, his curiosity growing. His attention then turned to another historic painting of a fox with an infinity-shaped halo over his head, noticing the people appearing to praise it as if it was a god.
He had always been fascinated by ancient or historical events revolving around a dark atmosphere. Whether it was a classic painting of the death god Thanatos or a drawing of the war goddess Enyo, he was more than happy to study every bit of dark and twisted areas of the past. This—and his past experiences with any type of wars, revolutions and massacres—led him to believe that a gray area was nothing more than just a blindfold of reality. There is only a such thing of black and white in his mind. Nothing more, nothing less.
“Cadmean Ambrosia, Fox God of the 5th Demon Era…” He whispered underneath his breath. “Why did they kill you, my dear god? You were nothing more than a blessing…a guardian…that’s all you were. I promise to find you, but before I do, I need to show this world and it’s kind how it feels to lose everything…”
Aegis then faced another portrait that was up on the wall. It was himself with a young child and two adults behind them, their faces cut off at the top.
“And dear Fiacre Eli Basil.” He said aloud to himself, his wide smile slowly fading away as he continued to speak. “My poor sibling. I wonder where they are. It’s such a shame that they were immediately sent to foster care by our rude and uncaring aunt. I hope that I can see them again as well…”
“Agent Aegis Panaima! This is Oakley, do you copy?” A voice suddenly yelled out into the air from a nearby Walkie-Talkie. “Again, this is Agent Oakley, do you copy?”
Aegis spent no time picking up the device, holding down the talking button. “Yes sir, over.” He said in response, letting go of the button.
“Have you got any updates?” Oakley asked from the other side.
Aegis nodded. “Positive. Detective Damoni Alles has met me.” He reported sternly. “As she’ll probably write me down as a suspect of The Animal Skin Killer, sir.”
“Go into hiding at your base for now.” Oakley responded. “Don’t go to work. Make sure that all the doors are locked. Mar, Zeek and I will come to you as soon as we can. But right now, Cadmean is in our care.”
Aegis blinked, but didn’t question anything, nodding again. “Yes sir, over and out.” He said, then let go of the device button and set it down on the table, thinking.
“Mr. Aegis,” Spoke a woman from nearby, her dragon’s blood-colored eyes staring at him. It was none other than Scorpius Thanatos, Aegis’s partner and his personal hitwoman. “Would you like me to just simply assassinate Damoni for you to get rid of all of your entire problems?”
Aegis shook his head. “Not right now, Scorpius. If I do that now, then I think the police would even have a better reason to arrest me. But…you can do me another favor.”
“And what is that, sir?” Scorpuis asked.
Aegis looked back at Scorpius, smiling, then spoke. “Kill Jeff Harris, Fae Morn and Peter Adler.” He slowly replied. “That way she doesn’t have any help in this investigation…”
“But what about Damoni?” Scorpius questioned slowly. “What are you gonna do with her?”
Aegis paused, thinking. “I’ll play the Like-Hate game with her for now.” He finally explained to Scorpius after a few seemingly long seconds. “I’ll use a little magic to get her to at least like me enough to where she trusts me, but yet acts her normal ways. For now—however—you do your job, and I’ll do mine.” He then pulled out a long, sharp-edged steel throwing star from a nearby drawer, slowly handing it to Scorpius. “Kill them with this.” He said, smiling. “This’ll be as easy as shooting them with a gun, but has less noise to make..”
Scorpius nodded, taking the ninja star before walking out of the room, leaving Aegis to be all by himself.
Aegis’s smile faded as Scorpius left, then he turned his head to stare at the decapitated wolf, chuckling to himself.
“Lupus Ichor…Master Titan.” He chuckled softly. “Oh, you’re such an inspiration for me. You may not be a god, but you will always be my master…always..”
A few seconds later, he looked towards another picture of a woman, her husband and their child. The longer he stared at the picture, though, the more his smile faded into an expression of vengeance.
The woman was Lilith Alles, her husband was Jason Alles, and their child was—you guessed it—Damoni Alles. Jason was Aegis’s now Stepbrother-in-law, since Lilith was his Half-Sister. The two never got along, though, as Lilith would constantly tease and abuse Aegis physically, emotionally and mentally.
And that’s why—from that day onward—the Alles family would pay in blood, screams and tears for everything that Lilith did to him so long ago…
“Instead of twisted words, you just sat there in silence In wind burnt homes sighing rays from a sunset. And all I could hear was the sound of the wasp nest, my head made a home for the hum of the insects..” He sang, his voice filling with sorrow and anger. “I swear I’m a good man….I swear I’m a good man…”
Aegis finally stared at the phone, dialing a number before calling, listening to hear a response. “Hello, Blade.” He said slowly, his smile now sinister. “I have a job for you…..
•••To be continued…•••
Blood And Jaws: Part 1: Mysteries Behind The Hides
***Warning: This story may contain violence, blood/gore (to a certain degree), language (dashes or stars will be used), angst (again, to a certain degree), hints/mentions of sex (although none is done within these stories), and more. You don’t have to read the story if you’re not okay with this content.***
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It was yet another bleak evening in Montana, and dusk was slowly starting to set in. As the moon rises higher and higher, a black car drives through traffic after traffic, avoiding any unwanted eyes by blending into the darking day.
The person that was driving the vehicle was Damoni Alles, a detective of the Montana Murder Investigators, or MMI. She has chosen to work night shifts after her previous job as a 24-hour ER doctor always drove her nuts. But even though she knew she was jumping from the fire to the flame, she was willing to help her state, no matter how risky it was.
Parking up at the police station, she exited her car and entered the station, immediately walking up to her boss’s office before knocking on the door, sighing.
Her boss, Jeff Harris, opened the door, looking at her. “Evening, Detective Alles!” He greeted, smiling. “How have you been?”
“Fine, boss.” Damoni replied. “Now let’s get to business, sir. It’s quicker to get it done now than never get it done at all.”
Jeff nodded in response, slowly walking over to his desk and sitting down. “There’s been a new murderer around Billings.” He began, his happy face suddenly disappearing into more of a fearful one. “People call them the ‘Animal Skin Killer’ for wearing many kinds of animal skins. Nobody can find them because they’re always wearing a different animal skin. Not only that, but they also gut all of their victims as they slowly bleed to death. They’ve killed 17 people already, and there’s no witnesses to give us clues.”
Damoni felt chills shock her spine as Jeff spoke of the new killer, gulping. “I will do my best, sir.” She said, trying to hide the fear in her voice. “Will you give me a partner?”
“Yes, yes I will.” Jeff replied. “You’ll be paired up with Fae Morn, a detective with over 17 years of experience. That way this entire case will most likely go a whole lot smoother…hopefully.”
Damoni nodded in response, then left the station. The moment she walked out of it, Fae Morn was next to her own car, smiling right at her.
“Hey, new partner!” Fae spoke, walking up to Damoni and shaking her hand. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet and work with you!”
Damoni just smiled back, shaking Fae’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you too, Fae.” She replied. “Now can we get something to eat before we get to work? I’m thirsty for some strange reason.”
Fae smiled more in agreement. “Why don’t we head to Dickson’s Diner? It’s the quickest way to get something to drink.” She suggested, still smiling.
Damoni nodded, then she and Fae walked into their different cars. Driving to Dickson’s Diner, they both noticed that the diner was empty, so they both parked next to each other before entering, catching the look of a paled man with indigo hair, dark brown eyes and was wearing a black apron, surprised by his appearance.
The man smiled at them, his smile wide and his eyes tinted with flame-like red colors. “Welcome, ladies.” He spoke, greeting them. “I’m Aegis Panaima, and I’m both the manager and a waiter for this diner. Now, what can I get both of you to drink?”
“I’m Damoni Alles, and this is my friend, Far Morn.” Damoni introduced herself and Fae, looking at Aegis curiously. “I’ll take a beer.”
“Me too!” Fae chimed in. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Panaima!”
Aegis smiled even more than he should be at this statement, turning his full attention from Damoni to Fae. “Please, call me Aegis, Fae.” He said, then walked over to the other side of the counter, grabbing two freshly cold beers for both Fae and Damoni. Setting them on the bar, he kept an eye on both of the women as he slowly began to mop, his face completely emotionless.
Fae reached out to grab the beer, but suddenly got a call. “Oh, it’s an important call!” She chirped, looking at Damoni. “I have to go! Bye!” She then finally grabbed the beer and headed out the door, answering the call
Damoni shrugged it off, then took a sip of her beer as she sat down on the barstool, then looked at Aegis. “Do you know anything that’s very..interesting or suspicious…about The Animal Skin Killer?” She asked, not wanting to waste precious time while a murderer was roaming freely around here.
Aegis looked at Damoni, unfazed. “No, detective, I haven’t heard anything interesting about that murderer at all.” He responded calmly, his emotionless eyes glowing. “In fact, I’ve never even heard of that until a few weeks ago.”
Damoni shot up as she stared at Aegis, shocked. “Wait, you know that I’m a detective?!” She questioned, confused. “But…how?”
“It’s called the news, my dear Damoni.” Aegis quietly hissed aloud, his throat slightly rattling from the hiss. “Everyone knows about you. Hell, even The Animal Skin Killer probably knows you like they know the back of their hands. Besides, it’s not the very first time such strange supernatural entities….have appeared around the town of Billings and have had investigators like yourself come in the light to save the day.”
Damoni stared at Aegis, starting to feel a strange atmosphere around him. “Interesting..” She whispered under her breath, then sighed, sitting back down. “If you know how these supernatural things happen, then why aren’t you a detective yourself?” She commented, smiling devilishly.
“Because unlike you, I don’t get myself involved in the artwork of the horns.” Aegis replied calmly, his stare looking right into Damoni’s hidden expression as he slowly leaned against the counter, his height inches above hers. “And from what I can tell, you’re scared that The Animal Skin Killer will kill you, Fae and everyone that you like or love, aren’t you, dear Damoni?”
Damoni froze, the same chills from earlier sparking up and down her spine. She stayed silent, her teal-colored eyes widening. “I-..I—I-.” She stopped, unable to answer, her spine still shivering.
“That’s what I thought.” Aegis spoke as he looked at the clock, humming to himself. “Now I suggest that you get going, because it’s closing time.” He said, then leaned into Damoni’s ear, whispering to her. “And by the way—just between you and me—those who search for the past will have no future, no matter how many times they try to undo the mistakes that they made.”
Damoni nodded subconsciously, getting up and heading out of the diner without even thinking about grabbing the beer, her face filled with a mixture of confusion and fear. She then got in her car and began to drive her way home, the familiar strange atmosphere disappearing from the air as if it was nothing more than an illusion.
What did Aegis mean by when he said “artwork of the horns”? She thought, gripping the steering wheel tightly. And why was his voice so..calm, but yet his words were as sharp as a knife? How does he know what I truly feel?…I can’t tell anyone else about this, otherwise I’ll be dragging them into unnecessary situations. But for now, I need to focus on The Animal Skin Killer. Aegis can wait…
After a few long minutes, she finally made it into her driveway. Parking her car there and exiting it, she looked to find something she wasn’t ready to see..
It was a man lying on his back, dead, all of his organs pulled out of him completely. He was just laying there, the blood fouling the air as its smell grew thicker in the air.
Damoni stared at the body, disturbed. She walked closer to it and pulled out her phone, taking pictures of it. Looking around again, she then noticed a trail of bloody and gigantic paw prints, now even more confused than before.
I should definitely follow those paw prints. She thought, smirking. Then Jeff will finally know what this killer looks like in one of its disguises!
Following the paw prints, she ran deep into a small alleyway, soft footsteps echoing from afar. The rich and sickening smell of blood filled the air even more as she continued to follow the trail. What it led her to, though, was nothing more than a disturbing and quiet unexpectedly shocking sight..
It was a strange human wearing a real life tiger skin, the fur of the hide covered in the crimson liquid. Oddly enough, there was no zipper to be found on the hide, which meant that the stranger’s identity would be hidden no matter what.
Damoni watched as the human-acting tiger turned around to face her, their eyes too realistic for her to comprehend. Slowly, she pulled out her phone, but then was immediately grabbed at by the stranger, her phone falling right out of her hand and slamming onto the ground, shattering in the process.
No you don’t! She yelled in her mind, grabbing the gun from its holster and pointing it at the stranger, trying to hide the fear in her expression. “Who are you?” She questioned in a loud yell, staring at them. “What did you just do?!”
The stranger only stared in response, silent. They then yanked the gun out of Damoni’s grip, studying it. Looking behind them, they suddenly disappeared into nothing, leaving no other evidence of their existence behind.
Damoni stared at nothingness, still in shock. Her mind began to race as she stood back up, grabbing what was left of her broken phone before looking behind her to see Fae running towards her, slightly surprised by this.
“Damoni, are you okay?!” Fae asked worriedly as she ran to her partner. “A neighbor of yours contacted us. They said that you found a dead body and was trying to follow a trail.”
Damoni subconsciously nodded, looking at Fae with a fearful expression. “The Animal Skin Killer is real.” She said, her voice slightly and quietly creaking. “I saw them. I couldn’t get a picture of them, but I saw them. They broke my phone and took my gun, then just…vanished into thin air..”
Suddenly, a cop that was behind the two detectives unexpectedly walked up to them, humming. It was Peter Adler, an officer with the MMI and Damoni’s best friend. “Interesting.” He muttered, crossing both of his arms. “Sounds like we’re dealing with the same type of supernatural stuff that New York City’s dealing with…”
“Then what do we do?” Damoni asked.
Peter paused, thinking, then finally spoke. “I’ll contact my friend Todd Anderson, who’s a 12-year experienced officer of the NYCPD.” He said. “He’s been dealing with these kinds of strange things since he was a young teenager. Meanwhile, you girls should call Dr. Everett Wattson to investigate the bodies of the dead victims. He’ll be your best option for this type of murder case.”
Damoni nodded, then slowly got up and walked away from the alleyway with Fae, both of their faces blank as an unused sheet of paper.
I have to find this murderer. She thought. But for now, I must go back to when it first began…
•••To be Continued…•••