The Creature in The Shadows

[chihuahuaman]

Chapter: I
Date: [October 5th, 2012]

"This is Channel 8 News reporter Jeremy West, on-scene to report that another victim in the "Beast" serial-killings has been found. For those of you who are squeamish or have children, you may want to leave the room. A young boy has been found, brutally slashed upon with many of his vital organs including his intestines laying beside him. It's a brutal scene, and his remains were barely recognizable as a boy, an autopsy is being performed later this week, many believe him to be the 10-year-old who went missing last week. This is Jeremy West of Channel 8 News, signing off. Back to you, Mary..." The TV was turned off.

It's a dark, motel room currently occupied by the detective in-charge of the investigation, David Yarter. He turned the light to reveal a neat room with chair, television and coffee table, with a half-empty bottle of scotch.
"Another fuckin' kid... dead." He took a sip of the alcoholic drink and tossed the glass bottle against the wall, shattering all over that corner of the room.
"Every kid that goes missin' around here is found pulled apart by some sick fuck." He pulls out his gun,
"At least I'll... give 'em some Hell in... Hell if I can't do... shit here." He cocked the gun and put it in his mouth,

The phone started ringing. He pulled the gun out.
"The fuck am I doin'...?" He picks up the phone,
"Hello, Dave?"
"This is him."
"You drunk again man?"
"That any a' yer business?"
"It doesn't matter, look, Dave, you need to sober up and get to the station, there's a witness who saw him."
"I'll be right over."

He pulled into the parking lot in a green Dodge Stealth, parking odd and crooked. He pulled the doors closed behind him and walked in the office.
"He's in the back, Mr. Yarter."
"Good fer you." He walked in the interrogation room with the officer who called him earlier at his motel room and another man waiting,
"Glad you could make it Dave."
"Not like I had nothin' better to do."
"Anyway, this is Detective David Yarter, who was assigned to the investigation of the 'Beast' killings. I'm his partner, Jack Rion, and this is the witness, under the alias of John Doe for his protection."
"A-are you sure he can't h-hear?" He was shaking nervously in his seat, looking around the room for vents and dark corners.
"It's completely safe sir, I assure you. Please tell us what you saw, in as much detail as possible." He took one more look, looked slightly less on-edge, and began his explanation.

"It was... dark. 4 AM, I was woken up by a loud sound, I sprung out of bed and looked around, nothing was there. But I heard it again. I looked out the window and saw him, only a few feet away, looking right at me. He had glowing red eyes, long, sharp claws, and his feet were... inhuman. He stepped towards me slowly, I was too scared to move, then, I smelled his breath he was so close. He opened his mouth, with sharp teeth, and said 'Go back to sleep.' I stumbled away from the window, his wide, twisted smile became bigger, and he just stepped away. I slammed the window and called 911, but the phone wasn't working. So I waited a few hours until I thought it was safe enough to come out and hurried to the police station."
"How do you know it was him?"
"His claws fit the description of the children's body marks."
"Okay Mr. Doe, this has been enlightening. Thank you and have a good night."


Chapter End

[chihuahuaman]

Chapter: II
Date: October 6 2012
Time: 5:20 AM

"Thank you, Mr. Doe, this has been very enlightening. Are you absolutely sure you didn't see anything else?"
"P-positive." He started to sound nervous again, as if something was wrong, he was shaking as he left the police station.
"He could have killed me, h-he didn't, I'm s-safe." He got into his car, a black Chevrolet Malibu, and pulled the door shut.
"NO ONE LIKES A SNITCH."
"AH!" He started screaming, his screams were heard from the police station,
"What the fuck was that?" Jack, Dave and the policemen at the desk all ran outside with their guns drawn, they saw a puddle of blood on the pavement under the car, they pulled the door open and saw the witness, his eyes gouged out, his cheeks had a smile carved into them, and his chest had big letters carved,
"HE IS NEXT"

"Holy shit... another victim, an' I'm in there playin' with my balls while he's just strollin' right the fuck outside without anybody thinkin' he's a fuckin' witness at risk a' bein' killed."
"David, it isn't your fault."
"Never said it was my fuckin' fault, we're all responsible for that mess that used to be a person."
"I smell alcohol on your breath David, are yo-"
"Great, next smell my ass to see when I showered last. I'm gettin' the fuck outta here." He opened his car's door and got in. He pulled out of his awkward parking position and peeled out of the lot.

He was speeding down the road, looking for his street. He cut off multiple cars on the way, an obvious effect of the scotch on his motor skills. He pulled into the motel's parking lot, parking sideways and blocking three spots. He slammed his door shut and stumbled up his stairs, hanging onto the handrails and entered the building.
"Time for another drink an' I'm headin' to bed..." He grabbed a bottle of whiskey and opened it, he slammed it down and then set it on the table.
"Aw, to hell wit' it." Dave turned on his television and saw the news was on, the volume was turned up.
"This is Mary Hayter of Channel 8 News to report that another victim in the 'Beast' murders was found. According to police, he was a witness that saw the killer first-hand, but was murdered in his car. They won't comment on anything else, now to Catherine with the weather..."

"Nosy bitches and their sources..." He turned off the television and walked into his bedroom. It was small with a bed and a nightstand, it looked similar to every other room in terms of wall and ceiling color, a beige-white color. He took off his jacket, zipper-hood and steel-toes and showed a white wife beater much longer than he would require. He had a pair of Nike shoes next to his bed in case he had to get out of bed quick, he turned off the night lamp, got up, closed the door and went to bed.

"YOU FORGOT TO CHECK THE WINDOW."




Chapter End

[KingdomKey]

This is really good so far, looking forward to more updates, Square Enicks :)

[chihuahuaman]

Chapter: III
Date: October 6 2012
Time: 6:01 AM

"YOU FORGOT TO CHECK THE WINDOW." A loud voice was booming from the window, he looked over and saw a monster that fit the killer's description. Twisted feet, long claws, sharp teeth, glowing eyes, nothing short of a nightmare. It ran over and slashed at David-

He woke up in a cold sweat. The sun was out, it was morning, his clock said 7:38 AM. He looked at the window to find it open, along with the door, despite David remembering he locked them.
"Damn, I hate drinking late." The man had a hangover, he reached for his sunglasses and grabbed his shoes, he left the room and heard a voice message go off on his phone,
"David, this is the sixth- and the final- time I've called. It's Jack, call me back." Dave grabbed the phone and dialed his partner, and picked up after a few rings.

"Hello?"
"It's Dave, what did you need?"
"Good to see you're not drunk anymore."
"Don't you mean 'hear?'"
"And you're still an asshole, I was hoping the whiskey took that away."
"What did you need to talk to me about?"
"Oh, sorry. Listen Dave, the security camera of our building caught the murder on tape, Doe was murdered by a man that fit the description, we got a closer at the murderer. It looked like he had blades for feet."
"Blades?"
"Yeah, a prosthetic limb designed for running."
"So he cut off his legs and got prosthetic ones just to chase after victims and escape? Explains how he ran away so fast."
"That's why I called you first, Dave. He didn't run."
"What?"
"The security tape showed him getting in the trunk of your car, I had to make sure you were still okay."

"I locked my car when I got out, he should still be there."
"David."
"Yes?"
"You have to check."
"Fine."

He set the phone down and opened his apartment door; the trunk was open. He stepped back and closed the door. He ran over and picked up the phone,
"Oh my God, he's out."
"David, listen to me."
"Okay."
"All of his past killings point to him only striking at night,"
"And?"
"Get out of there, it's morning, go and hide."
"Where can I hide? He knows where I am, he's been following me, I'm not safe."
"Then come to the police station, you're not just investigating the murders, you're a possible future victim. It's better this way."
"Alright, I'll be down soon."

He grabbed his keys, left his apartment and descended the staircase, he unlocked his car and tried to start it, but to no avail.
"What the hell is wrong?" Dave popped the hood and checked inside; the engine was missing and there was a book inside. He opened the book and found it full of pictures of himself, in public. Someone was stalking him, David remembers doing many of these things, but not since a while ago. He dropped the book when he learned someone has been watching him, only to see a message on the back of it:

"SEE YOUR BUDDY SOON"

Chapter End

[KingdomKey]

That was an interesting twist, wonder how long until there's another victim? If David or his partner is safe, and if they'll be able to pervent the next murder or not. Can't get enough of this, great job, Square Enicks.

[chihuahuaman]

Chapter: IV
Date: October 6 2012
Time: 7:59 AM

"SEE YOUR BUDDY SOON"
"Shit." David wasn't just fearing for his own life anymore, but his partner's life as well. He ran in the apartment and grabbed a pair of golden brass knuckles.. It brought him back memories from when he was 23, he let a gang member go because he used to know him. He also grabbed a revolver with two bullets. He ran to the phone again,
"Hello? Dave? Aren't you on your wa-"
"Jack, you have to listen to me. The killer stole my engine and put a note there."
"What did it say?"
"It said 'SEE YOUR BUDDY SOON'. You have to get to a safe place now."
"Alright, I'm on my way to the police st-AUGH"
"Jack? Jack!?" There was no answer.

"Hello, this is 911."
"I think my partner is in danger."
"Calm down sir, tell me what happened."
"Have you heard of the 'Beast' killings?"
"Yes sir, I have."
"I work for the NYPD and me and my partner have been put in charge of the investigation, I was talking to him and the call ended abruptly, I think he's the next victim of the killings."
"Where is he, sir?"
"I don't know where he is."
"Okay sir, hold on, I'll send police to your area." David dropped the phone and ran out the door,
"I don't have the time.

Time: 1:00 PM

Dave finally reached his friend and partner's home, hours later. It was across from town, but he didn't think anything was wrong.
"Don't be dead on me." He saw Jack's door was wide open, but the windows were covered with tin foil to prevent light from getting in.
"You better be okay..." He walked in the house and found everything was dark.
"DAVID! HELP ME!" He ran to the back quickly and saw the worst thing he ever thought he would; In a dimly lit room, Jack was hanging on hooks and his stomach open, revealing his vital organs with an IV drip keeping him awake, alert and alive.
"Oh my... WHAT THE FUCK DID HE DO!?"
"D-David... He has a message for you..."
"I don't give a fuck, why did he do this to you?"
"H-he said to meet him at the park, and he h-has a tape for you to p-play." David fought all of his instincts and grabbed the tape, he put it in the VCR and watched it.

It was surveillance footage, showing a child walking in a park late at night. The killer walked up to the curious child, who was indifferent to his features.
"Your eyes are so strange, mister."
"Better to find my prey with."
"You have such sharp teeth."
"Better to eat my prey with."
"Your hands are so large and pointy."
"Better to catch my prey with."
"Your feet are so strange."
"Better to chase after my prey with."
"Where is your prey, mister?" The killer's large grin became bigger.

The tape ended abruptly, he had edited it.
"Dave..."
"Yes Jack?"
"Do you... have y-your gun?"
"Yes, why?"
"Don't let me die like this."
"Don't make me do this..."
"Please, my last request." David turned to his gun, then Jack one more time. He swallowed his pride and pulled back the hammer, tears dripping down his face.
"I'm sorry Jack, I'm so sorry."

*BLAOW*

Chapter End

[KingdomKey]

0.0 it's a good thing, I have a strong stomach, cause that was kind of disturbing to picture or better yet, I'm used to reading/watching such things.

Feel bad, that happen to his own partner. Even worse, having to go through that, so I understand why David did what he did, to his partner. Still, I think he could have been able to save his partner, taking him to a hospital, possibly saving him. Then again, had it been me, I would have wanted the same thing as his partner.

Also, the "Beast" reminds me of Edward Scissor hands mixed in with the "Big Bad Wolf" from Litte riding hood, because of the scene with the little girl. Probably ended up as another victim though.

I seriously hope, David can stop the "Beast". Maybe this is the motivation he needed, to take this more seriously and stop this from happening.

This is one heck of a thriller, that I'm anixous to see what happens next. It's seriously that good, that I'm excited to see what else comes into play.

[chihuahuaman]

Chapter: V (Final)
Date: October 6 2012
Time: 1:15 PM

*BLAOW*

Dave stepped back in shock, he had just killed his partner and friend. Jack's head dropped and his hand stopped clenching, he dropped a photo. The photo was a picture of David drinking in his police cruiser, with a time stamp of before the first body was found last year. The killer has been planning for over a year, watching David, who is walking right into a trap. There was text on the back,
"I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU
YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME" David grabbed Jack's keys and went outside to his car, a 1972 Thunderbird owned by his father.
"Tonight, I end this. I end you." He peeled out and drove to the park across the suburbs of town.

Time: 6:00 PM

It was almost nightfall, the park was entirely deserted. David pulled out his revolver and sat on the park bench from the stolen surveillance tape. He waited until it was dark, he waited for when the murderer would show up. Finally, it was completely dark, the park was faintly lit by the street lights.
"So... you actually CAME?" The "Beast" was standing before him. David looked up,
"Why would I miss the chance to finish you?" He stood up and aimed his gun at him, "You're fucking done." The killer began cackling,
"You don't think I planned this moment out? Did you not get the picture I left with that tool?" Dave snapped, firing the gun.
*BLAOW* The sociopath fled into the bushes,

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I cannot believe you wasted your only bullet!"
"How the FUCK did you know!?"
"It was simple, you only had two bullets, so I made sure you wasted one on that pawn!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP." David threw the gun into the underbrush,
"Whoops, sorry, looks like you missed me!" Dave saw the silhouette move at an amazing pace and destroy the streetlamp's bulbs.
"I can see you, but it looks like you can't see me!" The killer started running in circles around the man to confuse him,
"STAND STILL!"
"Why? It isn't like you can see, or even have a gun to shoot me with!" David closed his eyes, he was paying attention to the sounds instead of trying to see the murderer,
"I see you closing your eyes, why David? Are you kissing yourself goodbye? Perhaps getting in-touch with Jack to keep a seat warm for you in Hell? I cannot tell you how much I am enjoying this!"

The killer ran by him and slashed his leg, he dropped to one knee,
"FUCK!"
"Finally! The man of the hour speaks!" David was getting more agitated, but he couldn't lose his focus, it would mean the end of him. Dave pulled out his brass knuckles and wore them.
"Fine, fine! I won't let you suffer too much longer. You know why? I like you! Goodbye, David!" The killer ran to Dave, who tightened his focus, "See you in H-OOF" David punched the insane man torturing him.
"I SAID SHUT UP." Dave stood up, just barely keeping on his one good leg.
"You... you knocked a few of my teeth out! Looks like you had a trick up your sleeve after all!"
"Keep talking, I know where you are." He began limping to the killer, who was trying to get off of the ground.

"Damn these legs, they don't stay screwed very tight for long." The killer looked up and saw David in-front of him. He swiped at him, but the man grabbed his claw.
"This is for Jack." He slammed his arm on the ground and shattered the claw, including the bones accompanying it, with his gold knuckle.
"Damn it! My fucking claw! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PROCEDURES IT TOOK TO GET MY HAND LIKE THIS!?" He slashed again, this time with his other hand, Dave caught it and turned it on the psychopath, "AH!"
"This is for the boy," He grabbed the killers head and rammed his own into it, "And this is for the rest."
"How..? I spent so long planning on making you my greatest victim yet..." He lifted the killer by his neck,
"Why?"
"Because you're perfect. A man with no family, nothing to grieve over, depressed, a boring life. I wanted to spice it up- then promptly end it."
"You're a fucked-up man. Tell Jack who sent ya." David landed the coup de grace- a punch to the throat.

Time: 8:09 PM

The police finally showed-up, and found the killer's body with a note attached-
"Dear police department, if you have found this, then I'm already gone. I took out the "Beast" for you and left all of the evidence you need at my home, and I quit my job. I think I'm gonna move to a nice little town- Silent Springs.

Sincerely yours, David Yarter.

Chapter End

[KingdomKey]

Somehow, I'm never able to predict how quickly stories like these end. I'm happy for David, to have survived and put an end, to the "Beast". Kind of sad that David quit his job, but, maybe he'll go back someday. Usually in thrillers, the main character takes time off or quits, but is eventually brought back into a new case. So, hoping that happens, someday.

-claps hands- bravo, was a great ending, Square Enicks.

[chihuahuaman]

Somehow, I'm never able to predict how quickly stories like these end. I'm happy for David, to have survived and put an end, to the "Beast". Kind of sad that David quit his job, but, maybe he'll go back someday. Usually in thrillers, the main character takes time off or quits, but is eventually brought back into a new case. So, hoping that happens, someday.

-claps hands- bravo, was a great ending, Square Enicks.

Thank you, I was more rushed into the ending because the character is going to be in a role-play, I wanted all loose-ends to be tied and make the canon fit.

If he survives, I will probably use the character in the future.