|Fangs Stained Crimson
Author: Daisies at Sunrise PM
The small town of Charton, Indiana is generally a quiet, peaceful town. But every year or so, someone is murdered mysteriously in the night, and lately the killings have become more frequent. Now, it's up to one cop to get everything under control before the town's people get too nosy. (On hold, will rewrite.)Rated: Fiction T - English - Mystery/Fantasy - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,818 - Updated: 10-27-12 - Published: 10-26-12 - id: 3068870
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Okay, I'm new to this site so please be kind in your reviews! This is my first story, so tell me what you think! Also, I'm really sorry if there's any typos. Even though I type this stuff in Google Drive, there are still mistakes. They drive me insane, too. -.-
The moon and stars shone welcomingly in the midnight sky, fields of ripe corn dancing with the gentle breeze stretching as far as the eye could see, dark with shadows at the late hour. A single road broke the sea of rippling amber, its paved surface gleaming. Crickets sang, frogs called out to one another, and every once in a while an owl's mournful hoot would join in the night noises. A peaceful sense of serenity coated the ground and hung in the air, giving off a feeling of comfort for any living creature.
All at once, the serenity was broken at the sound of a truck rumbling down the road, its old engine wheezing. Beams of yellow light played across the ground from the headlights, piercing the darkness and sending creatures scurrying for cover, afraid of the sudden commotion. The person behind the wheel was a sturdy man with a short, black beard, who looked to be in his late thirties. His red plaid shirt and blue jeans were smudged in places with grit, his cropped black hair scruffy and tangled, his forehead shining with a layer of perspiration. His eyes were wide and dazed, indicating that he was drunk, and he swerved slightly, his big hands shaking.
At the edge of the vast cornfield, a human's form was just visible crouching low to the ground, the moon glinting off of its odd, ivory-colored skin and long, pointed nails. A pair of bright crimson eyes clearly distinguishable among the shadows. Other than that, the figure's body was cloaked in darkness. It remained unnaturally statuesque, even when the drunk driver very nearly ran it over. Then, in a movement too fast for the human eye to see, it flinched back into the corn as the headlights swept over it, revealing it for a brief second. The driver didn't even notice.
The truck eventually disappeared from sight around a far-off bend in the road. Only then did the figure relax its position and rise to its full height. Their slim hips and breasts were clear indications of their femininity, a long, white dress unfurling and swaying around her ankles, complementing her graceful features. Shadows still veiled her face, the moon's silver light striking only her high cheekbones, nose, and dainty eyebrows. She then turned her back on the smooth, paved path and bounded off, as swift and graceful as a gazelle, through the rows of waving corn; her dress and long, curly auburn hair flowing out behind her elegant figure, giving the illusion that she was a ghost.
Even after the road had disappeared, she ran on with seemingly tireless energy and strength, her long strides covering much ground with each bound. The corn shrank and shrank in height as she flew through the field, her features slowly becoming distinguishable as more silver light reached her.
Her face was slim and attractive, with a dainty nose, neat cheeks, small forehead, and full lips. Her ivory skin glittered faintly like a thousand tiny drops of dew, as did the rest of her body. Her fingers ended in long, pointed nails, much like claws, which were painted with jet black polish. Her eyes weren't such a vibrant crimson anymore, looking more dark brown, not a drop of sweat rolling down her flawless face. She finally halted at the edge of yet another road, this one considerably wider than the previous, yellow lines dividing it into two lanes. On the opposite side of the road, a thin strip of grass, choked with weeds, separated the pavement from a dense forest.
Here, she resumed the same posture as before, crouching so low to the ground just off of the street she was nearly invisible, her hair the only indication that she was even there. She held that pose for a long time before a black Hummer drove into view. She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and smiled, some scent apparently pleasing her. The Hummer closed more and more ground between them, the gap disappearing rapidly. As soon as the car was directly across from the woman, she sprang.
She shot through the air like a bullet, her eyes glinting with triumph, and crashed through the driver's side window. Shards of razor sharp glass exploded around her, not a single piece breaking her skin, sending the driver flying against the seat. The poor man looked to be only in his teenage years, and already the end had come for him. The woman paused for a split second, then jumped forward and clamped her jaws around the man's throat. His eyes grew wide, his skin pallid, as fangs slid out in front of her canine teeth, slowly draining him of blood. The woman's eyes grew crimson once more as she drank her fill, remaining intent on her prey even as the Hummer swerved off of the road and barreled into the cornfield.
The man's body swiftly ran dry, and only then did she unlatch her teeth from his neck and climb out of the ruins of the car. She licked a stray drop of blood from her upper lip, brushed dust off of her dress, and bounded off into the night, leaving the remains of her victim and his car in the field for someone else to find. Her graceful figure quickly disappeared into the distance as the sky began to lighten and the stars blinked away, one by one.
The sky slowly but surely changed from black to blue to pink as the golden sun peeked over the horizon, light glinting off of bits of metal and glass. Birdsong began to fill the air, drowning out the hiss of the engine, their happy, care-free voices raised joyously as if the entire episode had been forgotten.
Alrighty, then. The prologue is posted! Please review, I want to hear your opinion.