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The shadows that daunt the night.

Edgar_Mwila
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A demon from a different realm finds itself in the bridge of the human world and it's world. In it's quest for freedom it releases the gods of grief and anger, tilting the two worlds out of balance. Can he regain his power and restore balance to the universe.
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Chapter 1 - What is it?!

"What is i....?" "Is it alive...?" "Where did it come froo...?"

There were three men surrounding what looked like a human body and yet still looked like something never before seen on this earth. The body was greenish with spikes on its back and a short spike ended tail. It's nails were claws of rather sharp nature. You would think the body was the scariest part. The scariest part was the fact that the body wasn't there only a minute ago, the time was midnight, in the middle of the graveyard. The two of the three men surrounding the body were the the attendants of the graveyard. The third was a police officer who was in charge of that particular area since he lived there. He was called by the two attendants. In all respect them seeing this kind of creature and not being immediately overtaken by fear to run away was probably an act of foolishness. Or perhaps it was the will of the creature that laid before them. There was something that attracted these men to the creature. But the attraction was immediately destroyed by what happened next.

It's eyes open as instantly as a light bulb turns on. The men were scared all the way back to their senses. Fear overtook any of the curiosity they may have had and the ran for dear life.

Nearly at once the creature stands up and staggers for a bit before getting it's feet. It manages to see one of the men who surrounded him in the distance. He shouts out with a vain l, dry and scared voice, "Help!" as he says this he stretched out his hand and at once the man turns around. He doesn't stop running, turn around and then start running back. No. Instead the man was lifted off his running feet and pulled back like a nail being drawn by a magnet. The man being pulled is scared half way to death, the creature is half shocked to death. It has not the slightest idea how it's doing what it's doing. It does seem however that the act is weakening it. It's eyes slump down and it falls to it's feet just a second or two before the man is at its feet. The creature falls face first to the ground and the attraction that was drawing the man to the creature seems to have been lost. The man falls back first like a bag of potatoes only a meter or less from the body of the creature. He immediately erected himself and prepares to continue his run when the most singular thing happens.

He looks at the body, then turns to continue his run but can't, he looks at the body again and the direction he wishes to run yet something is unusual about the situation. Not just the fact that the creature is unearthly or that it has a type of magic but the very fact that his heart was telling him to assist the creature. His heart was torn, and his mind kept screaming, " What on earth are you still doing here?!!" In the end his curiosity and sympathy got the better of his logic.

He picked up the body and got a move on to his home. He managed to get through the streets and to his home without notice and even got into the house without being noticed by his wife. After he had set it into the guest bedroom and got clothes on it. he sat bedside and stared at its sleep intensely, sometimes forgetting to blink. His wife called to him from behind him but he couldn't hear the faintest sound other than that of his thoughts as to what the creature he had brought into his home was and wether or not what he had done was wise in the sense of his family's safety. His wife calls to him a second time and a third all to no avail. She comes closer to him and lays her hand on his back. Now fear overtakes him and he swings his arms back with as much power as he can generate. "Ahhh!!!" his wife screams to which he immediately gets up to assist her and begins prostrating himself in apology to his wife. "Am so sorry, you scared the hell out of me, are you ok?" she gestures that she's fine and staggers back to her feet with some discomfort. She looks at the body on the bed and now her husband is in trepidation as to what his wife's take will be and how he will explain his actions. But all his emotion s tatamounts to bewilderment when his wife asks "Who is he? and why did you bring this man into our house without informing me?!"

"What?!!" he asks turning his head to look at the body and upon seeing that it's physical feature had changed so dramatically, he jumps to the roof in fear. His wife is now worried. "What's your problem Frank?" to which he replies with a longing and demanding expression on his face, "wake junior now and get dressed. You're leaving." " What?!" she replies in shock to which her husband takes her hand, squeezes it and looks her in the eyes with a demanding gaze that was novel to her and managed to get her to realize that he was not joking and not going to answer any questions she had.

She did as he asked and in under 30 minutes she and junior were in the car on their way to her to her mother's house.

As if on queue, the creature which had apparently taken a human form woke up to Frank standing right next to him, gun in hand ready to shoot. "What are you?!" He said sternly with a look of seriousness and a little bit of trepidation but with conviction enough to scare even the bravest of men.

If was unclear how this would end however because it didn't take much for Frank or us to realize that this wasn't a man.