Mountain Hill Forest II

                                 The next morning, the sunlight was just breaking in. I discovered myself buried under some really "good" books about demons and angels! Well, in human language, the whole 7 feet 5 inch mahogany wood bookshelf was over me, the time I was conscious. This was one of the adroit method of drugging me (I assume) and bringing me here from the forest, noted by, none other than the "Zex" It is a creature, furious, vengeful crack-head that itself doesn't have the knowledge of what it does to itself and the people around it! With this thought, I removed the pieces of broken woods and books over me. Simultaneously brushing the dust off of me. Felt like having a drink, water. As I was walking up to the dining table, the calender was on the way there. Just was hoping that it was Sunday, and luckily it was. Didn't wanted to get out of the house, and just right at that moment, guess what happened. There was nothing to eat and I had a choice. Either get out of the house and go to the mart or swallow my neighbour's heart. I was wide awake and my head was in the game. So, mart it was. "Miss Virginia Valentine, you have a guest in wait. Shall the door be opened?" Funny, what this century doors can do. It actually reminded me off the time when guards used to walk up 3 floors to inform the Highness that someone has arrived. And, trust me, it was way before Henry the Eighth! I "answered" the door without thinking once, what if it was her again. What if she is really gonna end it this time and what if it wasn't someone I wasn't suppose to meet. Alas, it just turned out to be the person I wasn't suppose to meet, Heather Maurice AKA Dido Raydore. The Zex.

"I don't know, is this a right time to be here? Sorry about last night." 

It was her lucky day that I don't remember a shit from last night, except me turning. Or otherwise, I would've gone all Uma Thurman on her, by now!

"Yeah, why not? It's not like you would give a damn, would you?"

"You are right, indeed, I wouldn't." after a long, hollow pause. "Anyway, have you seen the movie Star Trek into Darkness? Fascinating! You ought to see the act of Ben Cumberbatch, as Khan."

"Are you advising me to watch a 21st century fiction movie? I did saw it and you can cut the crap!" Dido moved from the wreck to the couch and sat down, slowly. Sensing and looking around.

"You are a creature splendid. Marvellous, the way you ignore the troubles of the pack. The dilemmas of the family, etc. The way you avoided the truth and the murderer of Seth and Vera"

"Are you seriously suggesting that I don't care about there murder?" I responded illogically.

"Yes. And if you, in heavens name, did cared than you would't let the murderer escape right in front from you! I know you, your urges. You know, every time I see you, you amaze me with your abilities and aura. You make me feel like the Creator again!" she said it, as her eyes brightened.

"I'm honoured to make you feel like that." I said that with full sarcasm. Dido was clearly stating to give her the case. I wasn't easy and besides I had a plan. I also knew the moment the case was given to Dido, it would be solved, just like that. But I wanted her to go through what I've been through. What I had wanted to get rid of for so many decades. The pain of being left out! The witness and evidences are all in my basement. Some in my drawers where other, sticked to the electrical patches connected with a generator. I was way too debilitated to find out who killed them. Too vulnerable and out of mind.

"Alright, than. Do whatever suites you. And put some ice on that neck of yours. It looks like a bloody mess!" she left without any killer thoughts, like she usually does.

                                  It was kind of peculiar of her, to say to take care of the bite wound she made, that she sensed, I didn't noticed! Man, I'm really is an idiot to think that she would drug somebody, when her fangs are more poisonous than a cobra's. Mythical Creatures, huh? My head envisioned, I clean the mess and go to the mart before I start eating myself!

                                  The counter girl. Dark blue eyes. Brunette and looked little scared about something that happened at her home last week. A fight. My hearing after last night seems to become more weak. One of "my" ancestors once quoted, "If a creature given by the Demon weakens in any topic, won't have long". That said, I heard one of her thought, crystal clearly! Would she say yes if I ask her to dinner tonight? She looks straight to me, if not, than its good, right? She was asking all of these questions to herself. Truth to be told, I did pictured her as a homosexual but said to myself, None Of My Business! Guess, it is a business of mine, after all. Her name plate said, July. By the time I read her name and looked at her, she extemporaneously asked, 

"You look acquainted! Do I know you?" What a question, for Jimmy Fallon's sake! She wasn't cognizant that I was something not a cogitation! Thus, I replied, with comicality, 

"Even Count Dracula said the same thing to me!" (He didn't, he made a poker face and then fed on me!) Hence I startled her, in a amusing way to me, and unfortunately a cynical way to her! But it oozed the pain on the neck out a little. I was certain she would work faster, and she did. In total items, six. 3 six-packs, 2 bottles of Oxycontin and a really pricey bottle of brandy (by the time I was at the mart, I suddenly had a crave for a fox!). So, she quickly inserted all the items into a grocery bag and handed it to me. I walked swiftly to my Land Rover and was initiating the car. I carelessly, noticed a man in his 60's (20 hands far), wearing a green t-shirt and a sleeveless sweater in black, staring at me, blank, and mumbling something. It was Portuguese, perchance. It was blur, the words, but my hearing ability limits within the range of a mile and a half. The 2 things that were right, I didn't knew the man and I wasn't able to hear him, but my blood thirst wasn't there either! It was 10:24 in the morning, in my mobile. I had been hungry for almost 6 hours now. But the blood thirst and the hunger for meat wasn't even near the boarder of South Carolina! And the only logical explanation incorporated in my head was that, it wasn't a human. Neither ferocious animals like us. It was rather something forceful, powerful and unattackable. I could feel, it was something we revered. And the only thing the nosferatus, lycanthrope and many other god-knows-what-they-are-called creatures were devoted to, can only be distinct. Like, Mephistopheles.

                                                                                                                              to be continued...

Mountain Hill Forest.

                                   

                                       

                                      Raining heavily, didn't brought my umbrella or rain coat. So, equal to disaster. It was 24th December the day to sign the confidentially of my magazine, Dean-ery. And I was dressed nice and elegantly and was trying to be a human as hard. Or like one. I knew the make-up was 2 shades darker than it was supposed to be, by the time I hit the elevator. But it wouldn't bother people much in this black day. Well, as long as I can keep it inside me, what I was. 7:45 in the evening, rain droplets are feeling a little heavier than it normally is. Right by the garbage cans and the truck parked paralleled, James Falcon, my new neighbour, almost new was standing to say something. "Hey Virginia! Where have you been these days? Long time no see!" Visions of mine these 7 and a half months are being too accurate. Right after the incidents with Kara. The smell of James from about 3 feet approximately burned my throat, neck and shoulder off. That is the strongest I've felt til now. The feeling of uneasiness was appearing. Vividly and conspicuously. Hiding it, in my case, had always been the hardest. And the better plan the ghoul in my head gave was, "Finish it!"

                                     He was huge and beefy. A day meal for a skinny like me. It would be hard to finish him here or to glide him to my apartment. There was only one way possible, run or wait. Well, true or not, that's what I read in Twilight: Midnight Sun! In this case it wasn't a classroom full of students and a vamp. But rather a hybrid a man and an exclusive amounts of garbage and it's repulsive smell, for that matter! "Gotta go. Late for work!" saying that, ran to my car like a Nascar and got into my Land Rover and drove as fast as I can to the Mountain Hill Forest. Or jungle, for humans.

                                     45 minutes late for my work, and who on earth would have knew that a human can take me back to the investigation? Besides, need a dinner before going to work, right? 

 "Yo, Vir. Very special timing of yours to come down here, ain't it?" Milo said it with pride and a little wish for a fight.

 "Shut the f*** up, Milo. Me being here is non of your god damn business, I reckon! Where is Dillon?"

 "Calm down. The Harvest Moon is near so drop your temper bombs that night. Calm down now!"

 "Who are you telling to calm down, Milo? She's the worst of her mum and dad and the best of them, aren't you my love?"

 "Can you please cut the crap and listen to me? And the time I'm finished, I want a dear or a hiker in front of me!"

 "As your wish, ma lady. Milo. Go before she swallows the whole forest. Don't howl and go now!"

 "By the way, has Bravo came here last night or the day when Vera and Seth died?"

 "You know that they gave birth to you, so you lawfully got the permission to call them 'mum' and 'dad'!"

 "They didn't kept the situation for me to call them that and like hell I'm goin' to!"

 "Hmm. About Bravo..."

 "Somebody called me?" Bravo, a vamp and a anti-wolf! He just brought up the 16th century Lycan vampires war ritual.

 "Ha. Look at you! Looking all hairy and ah, meaty! So, where was your "Alpha" when you were out last night? And possibly came here?"

 "Who on earth gave you that info?"

 "Do you have alibi? Or anyone who would be my dinner before work?"

 "Ho, I should have kept one of the Hyenas alive, to alibi me out, right, Detective Beckett?"

 "Will you two stop arguing? Just tell her the truth, Bravo! And...!"

                                        And the full moon was on its peek, waiting to rise and shine. I stood there, clasping my claws and preventing myself from turning into a huge hybrid. I was six feet to be exact, so transforming right now would mean something worst. The moon light came upon the ground and lit up the River just 30 feet away from where I was, Bravo on other hand was gone, howling. There I stood with Dillon and myself for the moon to rise full and me, bursting into a beast, and obviously getin' my magazine deal cancelled! Man, It was my last chance, about the deal! But a shadow from above appeared out of nowhere. A figure of a huge eagle.

                                                                                                                                                                             to be continued.....