Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Revenge ❯ Chapter 1

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It was dark and the only light was coming through the branches above their heads from the pale full moon. There was a sudden loud crash in front of them. They all jumped back fearing what might be ahead. Then a brave soul decided he would go on ahead and face the monster that was surely waiting. His love, a tall slender woman with brunette hair, begged him not to go. He said, "I must go I must protect you and my friends." She had tears streaming down her face as she begged and pleaded, more but he would not listen and he went ahead. Little did he know the girl he called his love, the girl who had begged him not to go was carrying his child. When they heard the howls of pain they knew they couldn't save him so with a sad and broken heart they dragged the mother to be away from the horrible scene no matter how much she begged they would not let her go. The girl had lost her one true love and she knew she would never find another.

(2 days later)

The girl sat in her room staring out the window hoping that any minute the man she loved with all her heart would show up and that everything that happened would be just a bad dream. "Alex, my dear friend, come away from the window now," called Amanda. "It really happened didn't it?" I asked staring directly in to Amanda's eyes. She nodded. "Yes it did," she spoke softly, "I'm very sorry but he saved our lives." I lashed out. "So what if it saved our lives now Jeremy won't be here to see his own little boy or girl grow up," I screamed I was so upset I thought I would explode. Then after my brief little bit of anger I looked at Amanda and felt ashamed of myself. How could I have lashed out at her when she is the only friend I've had who hasn't deserted me? I quickly apologized. She said she understood why I was upset and that she felt the same way when she lost Chris, her best friend, only a month ago. I still felt really bad. Will came into the room then. He gave Amanda a hug and a kiss then looked at me. I could tell he was getting tired of me staying with him and Amanda. So that night I decided to leave when they were asleep I didn't get far before I was attack only this time no one was around to save me. I must of passed out or been knocked out because when I came to I was in a white room. There was a beeping next to my ear. I tried to turn my head but it hurt too much to do so. I could hear people outside talking out in the hallway. Then I heard Amanda's voice "Is the baby ok?" A man's voice was the next thing I heard. "I'm sorry miss but the baby was killed when it was ripped from her womb." My hand drifted down to my stomach and I could feel all the bandages under the blankets. I realized that the monster must have ripped it out when it attacked me. I started to cry then. I had done something so stupid and I had lost my baby. I hated myself because that baby was the last part of Jeremy that I had and I lost it to some demon. I didn't cry for long because I heard the sound of people walking towards my room. I quickly pretended me to be asleep. I felt horrible and I only felt worse when I heard Amanda and Will talking. "She deserves to lose her baby," Will say with a hint of disgust. "She does not Will. Why do you hate her so much?" Amanda asked. "I don't hate her. I just dislike that she has stayed with us so long," he replied automatically. "It has been 2 days. That is not very long," Amanda shot back. "It is in my book," was the only response Amanda got before will storm out of the room. I felt really bad that I made them fight and I realized something then. I was tearing them apart. I knew I no longer had the baby I didn't have to stay with Amanda. When I was released from the hospital I went back to the home Jeremy and I use to share. I took one look at his stuff and started to cry. I suddenly felt a chill go up my spine. I looked around the room to see if I had left the windows open in my moment of weakness. When I saw that none of the windows was open I began to look for cracks in the wall. I didn't find any of those either. So then I got curious. I decided to test something I thought of. I walked into another room to see if the cold spot would fallow me. It did. So I decided to ask it some questions. If I stayed on me it was a yes. If it didn't it was a no. I seemed to work with every question I asked. Then a disturbing thought came into my head. What if it was Jeremy? What if he didn't pass on? What if he was stuck here? These questions scared me so much. I had to know who this ghost or spirit was. So I asked in a very soft voice, "Jeremy is that u?" The cold spot encircled me that was a definite yes. I was shocked. He was still in this world. I didn't want him to be here. He should have gone to heaven. He should have been welcomed like a hero. But he was stuck here. I couldn't wrap my mind around that concept. So I asked a lot more questions. I found out that Chris was the one who did it. Chris had turned in to a chupacabra or as some called it a chupa-thingy. "Looks like I'm going hunting," I thought. I was going to track down Chris and make sure he pays for killing my love and my child. I started doing research. Once I was done I gathered the weapons we had laying around. Then I went to change. I put on my skin tight black pants and blood red halter top. I put my brunette almost black hair up in a single high pony-tail. Then I put my thigh high black combat boots on. I grabbed my old backpack next and packed water, food, first aid equipment, and a couple changes of close. After I had packed everything I went to find my belt with the pouches on it. I found it and loaded it up with all the knives I could find. As I was picked my jacket there was I knock at the door. I quickly set my jacket down and walked to the door. When I opened the door Will was standing there. I must have had a look of shock on my face because he said, "Surprised to see me?" I stared at as he continued to speak. "I came to apologize," he said, "about what I said in the hospital. I didn't mean to be rude or mean. I was just a little upset that you got hurt and I wanted to tell you that if you wanted to you could move back in with Amanda and me." I gave him a smile and said, "I accept your apology but I will not move back in with you and Amanda. I have something I need to do." Then I turned around grabbed my black leather jacket and shrugged it on. I grabbed the backpack and the 2 straps for the axes I had and put them on. I grabbed the axes and strapped them to the straps. I walked out the door looked at Will and handed him my keys. I told him to watch over my house for me. Then I turned to run down the streets. Will caught my arm before I could begin sprinting down the road. "I can't let you do what you're about to do," he said. I looked at him with pleading eyes and he sighed, "Fine, go but please try to come back. Amanda really cares for you and I'm sure she doesn't want you to die." I nodded and said, "I'll try to come back." He let go of my arm and I sprinted down the street and around the corner. I kept going until I reached the edge of the woods. Once there I knew my life was going to change forever.

(3 months later)

I've been tracking Chris/chupa-thingy for 3 months and the last place he was sited was at dead man's gorge. I walked along the edge very carefully. Then there was a rustling from behind me I turned there was Chris. I was so mad that I took the axes off my back and charged at him. He dodge so I through a knife at him and we did that for about an hour. After that hour I had blood dripping down my arm and a big cut across my chest. It was bleeding greatly and I knew I wasn't going to survive. Chris was in the same shape as I was. I rushed forward at that thought and tackled Chris right into the gorge and at the bottom was a bed of spikes. We were impaled and Chris died instantly. I pulled myself off the spike and made to the river about a mile away from where this whole story began. My world went black and when I woke up this time I was on a cloud instead of in the hospital and standing in front of me was my love, Jeremy, and he was holding our beautiful son. I was finally in heaven and I was finally happy. My life was finally perfect.