Chapter 1~ A Tight Place

The situation was bad-really bad. A blonde-haired girl stood rigid, wiping her sweaty palms on her khakis. Next to her, a slightly taller, black-haired girl had backed herself into a the corner of the room. Both pairs of eyes were fixated on the opposite side of the room. Something horrendous lurked there, its onyx optics scanning the two.
"Houston, we have a problem," Chrissy sneered, her dark hair falling in her eyes. Her sick sense of humor was visible even in the toughest of times- it had become her trademark throughout the years.
"Yeah, no shit Sherlock," Jessie cried. She meant for her voice to sound calm and cool; instead it came out squeaky and meek. Her smaller disposition gave her the appearance of someone half her age.
Without warning the creature moved into the light. Jessie shrieked, her eyes wide, sweat breaking out on her forehead.
The creature was gigantic. It stood on massive paws, red and dirtied from a night's journey. Sharp knives protruded through the fur in the form of claws- talon-like and razor sharp. Its muscled hide was the deep shade of night, scars dotting its legs and chest. Its tail curled menacingly, the fur on its back stood on end. Its thick neck was constantly moving and scanning for the movement of the girls. Sharp, black eyes protruded from its thick skull. Spikes rose from the dark fur. Its torn ears were pointed in the general direction of fresh meat; the fur on top coming to vicious points. It's maw gleamed with saliva, curved teeth yellowed with age. Blood glinted on its wrinkled muzzle; Cold, harsh vocals sounded a deep rumble .
"What are we going to do now?" Chrissy inquired.
"Run?" Jessie guessed.
"Well, it would help if we had somewhere to go, genius," Chrissy spat.
Jessie looked around the room and realized that Chrissy was right. The creature was blocking their only way out- the door. Great, Jessie thought to herself. Trapped! She suddenly had an idea. Slowly, she tiptoed over to her desk, her eyes watching the creature carefully. Her fingertips brushed the desk drawer, then clamped on its handle and yanked it open. Slowly she grabbed her scissors- and not the kid kind either, the really sharp ones. Suddenly she jumped up on her desk and called to Chrissy.
"C'mon! It will be safe up here." Chrissy held back, then decided to sprint towards the desk. The creature had leapt upon Chrissy in an instant, it's incisors and claws tearing at Chrissy's vulnerable shoulder.

Her screams could be heard across town.