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CHUPACABRA


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Chupacabra's are legendary creatures, their existence is questioned by many. But who am I? I believe in them. Why do I believe in them? Because I am one. Do not be afraid child. I will not hurt you. No not at all.... Not at all...

The Chupacabra named Hunter looked around, he continued on with his hunt. Along the Mexican Border he traveled, although to him, it was named. Capture Terrain. The reason it was called Capture Terrain was because of so many slightly dark skinned walking creatures try to creap past this area. The dog like blood sucking creature didn't know why. But it seemed they were not wanted to pass. Heading off, veering away from the border slightly. IN the darkness he was unseeable. The dog let out a howl, a soft one. The full moon was blood red. And it made him happy. Hunter turned his head, hearing other Chupacabras, all hunting for blood too. They were vicious creatures, would feast on each other even. He continued on, he opened his jaw's. His shiny three white teeth glistened with red, as the blood red moon shined down on them. And stained his teeth a blood red color. He took a deep scent in, and continued on. Hearing noises up ahead, and smelling people. Plenty of them.

As Hunter approached the place where the humans were, his blue gray skin keeping him hidden in the darkness. He pressed into the shadows, up against the tree. It moved slightly, but didn't seem to disturb the dark skinned upwalkers. Who were talking and feasting. Hunter sniffed the air, he could smell other Chupacabras, also ready for an attack. Eye's were shining in the cold, blood red moon. And some upwalkers even stared at it.He noticed one of the Chupacabras eye's glistening, and a twitch of his ear told the legendary creature to hide better. Which it did. Hunter moved forward slowly, he went for the largest ones. He was a dominant animal, no one messed with him. Thats when Hunter began hearing screams of terror, he growled. The Chupacabra had no fur to raise, so his lower body raised, and his head lowered. As he slunk forward. Their was one who was slow getting up. Letting out a howl, and a terrified scream coming from the upwalker. The upwaker was killed on the spot. and the other Chupacabras were chasing after the other Upwalkers. "Hahaha!" Hunter laughed, his voice was horrible. It sounded so evil, and shrill. His bloodthirsty eye's glistened. As red moonlight fell upon him. He howled "Tonight! My Brotherin! And Sisterin! We feast on blood!" Hunter yelled, howling to the moon. Which was returned. As more shrill cries were let out from upwalkers.

Hunter dug his teeth into the dead Upwalkers neck deeper. And began drinking the blood. It tasted salty against his tounge, and it stained red, aswell as his teeth. His jaw's beggining to soak with blood, he looked vicious and evil. Once the upwalker was sucked dry, he licked his jaws pleasurably. "What a nice feast" He said with an evil grin, and a horrible voice. "I will find another camp, although not attack immediantly. I mean of course, don't want good blood to go ba-"He was almost finished with his sentence before he heard pounding on the ground. "Stupid upwalkers!" He howled, before fleeing away, leaving dust floating in the air. As the Chupacabra crouched not to far away. Happy to have more Upwalkers fall into a trap, his bloody jaws formed into a smile to reveal his cracked tooth and bloodstained tounge and teeth. He watched the upwalkers shine flashies on the upwalker who was laying dead, three holes punctured into his neck. "I don't know whats been attacking all these people" The human said, although Hunter could understand nothing of it. The other human bent down, and put his fingers on the neck wound. "Sucked dry like the rest" the guy said with a shiver. Then the woman spoke. She seemed to be the leader of the trio. "We've got to tell Headquarters" She said, a serious face on her. "Lets go" She said, walking away. While one of the guys felt the flesh wound one more time, he seemed to be being left behind. "Well one more won't hurt"He told himself quietly, the bloody moon falling on the man. The Chupacabra let out a howl, and lept toward the upwalker. "Ch-Ch-Chupaca-"He tried to scream before the Chupacabra bit into the mans leg, and he fell. Not being able to stand up with ripped muscles. "Its a shame you won't live" Hunter screeched evily. Before biting into the man's neck and snapping it in half. The man's head coming clean off. And Hunter letting it fall to the ground. As he laughed evily, and drank the blood of his second victim. That's when Hutner rubbed his face in the blood, with now a blood stained face. And a blue gray body, he looked quite strange. "All should fear me" He growled evily, before finishing his dinner.

THE CREATURE


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Chapter 1


December 31st, 2008, 11:59 pm.



My name's Cleo, I live in a house with my Mom, Dad, and my yappy dog Chiko. Everything seemed normal until New Year's Day. Here's my story.



It was New Year's Day. Mom and Dad were having a party, I layed in my room watching the Television. Everything seemed normal, it was a few minutes till midnight when it would be 2009. I waited, not really wanting to Celebrate. I heard a loud thundering noise outside. I looked up quickly, and out my window. Strange, everything seemed normal. Then I noticed something else, where was all the loud music? I walked out of my room. And walked around the house. "Mom? Dad?" I called. "Uncle Nick? Aunt Jeanie?" I called. I noticed something else, where was Chiko? I began calling and whistling for him. Another loud boom hit the house. And it sounded louder and closer this time. I began to get worried. "Mom? Dad!?" I yelled franticlly. "In here Dear" I heard a voice call, it sounded like it came from my room. I ran in their to see. No one was there. The tv was fuzzy, but made no noise. "Now whats wrong with i-" I was cut off by a terrible screeching, and a loud boom. I looked at the television. "Cleo...." It said to me. "Cleo" the voice sounded closer. "Cleo!" The voice was loud, I screamed and went to run out, but I couldn't. My door was locked from the outside. I banged on it. "Cleo!" The voice called it soudned creepily. Then I heard the clock make a loud dinging sound as it struck midnight. I stared at the tv. Something was diffrent, their was a face on it... A horrible ugly face that was coming out! I screamed some more. And it approached me. It had a blood stained sword, with blood red eye's. Its hair was black and stringy, blood was spattered on their clothes and face. It looked demented. I screamed one more time before it came close enough and cut my head off. Everything went black as I died. But before I died, I saw its face. A demented smiling face. Grinning with happiness at its kill. I tried to speak but had nothing to say, until I had actually died. Now the police are searching for who did this. I wonder if they'll find her. Or him. Or it. Maybe my murder will help solve who did it, and what was the thing.

Chapter 2


January 4th. 2009. 10:15 am.

I'm Jared, i've been working for the police force for 4 years now. My Wife died in a car crash and since then i've dedicated myself to being a Police Officer. I'm 27, and I saw the creature and lived.



"Hello everybody, i'm Donna Levis, with your news. Today i'm here at the house of Amanda Goldenwood, and Jack Goldenwood. They disappeared along with their Daughter, on New Years Eve. Their bodies have not been found or located except the girl, their daughter Cleo, the report was sent out just Yesterday. When a Family Member called and they didn't report. But in this Chicago home we did find their Daughter's room blood spattered, and a decapitated body, hanging upside down, and skinned. The heart taken out of the body, and the head cut off. We can't locate either of those two body parts." Donna Levis said. Ending that news report, it cut back to the regular channel, with a black guy with big bug eye's now thanking Donna for her report. Jared Hilly cut off the tv. It fuzzed up for a few seconds, no noise made, then turned off. Jared's wife had passed away a few years ago, and now he lived alone. He gbot up from his leathery black couch and walked upstairs. He put on his work clothes, and then his badge. Jared went outside, and jumped into his Police Car. And drove off. 119 Nightwood road. Jared read a sign. He drove down that road, passing a car or two. He noticed a house with people crowding around, some staying back and watching. Jared wondered what was up. He turned on his flasher and drove up to the house. Heads turned to watch him drive up, he heard someone scream, his radio made fuzzy noises, as someone talked. He turned off the flasher, and jumped out of the car. He combed his brown hair quickly before hoping out. Jared was only 27 he was still young. He had worked for the police force ever since his wife had died. Jared walked up. "Police here, make room!" Jared said as he walked through, to find someone almost dead, lieing on the ground. The neck cut badly. "It came for me, out of the tv" The man whispered. "Sir, just stay calm, and lay there. I'll get back up" Jared called for back up, and soon an ambulance had arrived, Jared went into the house to investigate. He noticed a fuzzy tv, which had been at the last crime scene. Where the Goldenwood family had died. He shook his head, and noticeda dog hanging upside down, its skin cut off, only meat and flesh and blood now was left on the body. IT was gruesome, the head was cut off, and Jared guessed the heart as most likely missing. "Whats happening to this town" Jared sighed. He called for backup, they came and took the skinned dog away. Jared passed the crowd of people who were disbanding now, he jumped into his car and drove home

Chapter 3

January 10th. 2009. 5:00 PM.

Jared sighed, thier had been ten more killings. All the same as the last. Jared turned off his tv just as Donna Levis appeared on his television. Jared got annoyed when his tv fuzzed and didn't make sound. He pressed the button again and it shut off. He went upstairs. Thats when he heard his radio buzz again. "Officer 329 come in" The radio spoke, then buzzed off. "Officer 329 here" JAred said. "We have another case at 489 Rodendale Drv, your street" The radio buzzed. Jared froze for a second, that was just next door. Jared grabbed his tazer and gun and ran next door. As he opened the door he heard nothing, the tv was fuzzy. He looked around, then heard a kaling thing, something on the lines of, kekekeke. And a gurgling sound, almost as if someone were trying to speak. Jared stepped outside and looked in through the window. He saw a mysterious figure inside, it had long black hair, that was blood stained and greasy. The face was blood stained, with large blood shot eye's. IT wore a dark black ragged cloak, that was torn in places. It was cutting the person's head off with its long sharp claw like hands. Kekekeke He heard it say creepily. "159 Palmeto is where my broterin strikes next" The creature said, it slinked into the shadows, then attacked the person, tieing it to the ceiling and skinning it. Then pulling the heart out through the decapitated head. Its hand covered in blood. It stared at the heart for a second, before putting it in its mouth and eating it. Jared almost barfed, but he kept calm. And didn't. The creature smiled devillishly, it turned to JAred. But Jared had already ducked down and was hiding his heart pounded. "159 Palmeto" It repeated over and over, till it became dull and echoey. Jared watched as the creature faded back into the tv. As it did, the tv fuzzed loudly then stopped. A face appeared on it for a wuick second, before it became blank and fuzzy again. Jared shivered. And he went home

Chapter 4

January 11th, 2009, 1:00 am.

I'm the Creature, you've heard about me,but you've never been in my life. I eat hearts, and keep my prey's heads as trophy's. I live in your Television, you only know you got an invader like me. If your tv fuzzs and doesn't make noise. I always have some place to attack, don't think your safe. Especially not you Jared. Kekekeke



Kekekeke. I laughed meniaclly. I swished into the tv, the head of the man I killed in arm. I licked the blood from my face. I had a feeling someone had been watching me do my crime. But I kept it out of my head. I returned to the hellish world inside the tv I live in. It was dark and creepy, others like me slinking along in the darkness. Their cloaks blood stained, some had chains attached to their arms. And osme had chains attached around thier necks. I continued my way to to the trophy room. I looked at it. Thier was 300 heads. I went to my faviorite one. I touched the face, my cold hand running across the girl's face, my claws scratching the head slightly. "Ah Cleo my dear. You were the funnest of kills Kekekke" I said laughing. The Creature placed the head next to Cleo. It then made its way to the database. To locate the tv of 159 Palmeto. As it pressed the buttons with its long claws it couldn't shake off the feeling something had seen it do its crimes. The black world of the creature's home was dark and sinister. Nothing here smiled or laughed. Happiness was rejected, and those who should happiness. Were usually rejected. "Creatures REPORT!" A voice shouted. The Creature looked up to see their Leader coming forward, I gathered down with the others. Sitting there. I glared up at the Leader. My long snake like black tounge slithered out. My black cold eye's staring up. "Now i've gathered you here" It said its tougne slithering out. The Leader was the most violent and menacing of all. But was quite old, it'd die soon. And then the most menacing and evil one would be Leader then. Its how it worked, if thier was a problem. A fight to the death would happen. Just the thought of death made me smile. I continued listening, the darkness was gathered in the background. After the meeting was over I continued my search. "Douglas Peterson" I said, laughing and kekekekeing as I did. I growled. "He's not old, so he'll have a good heart" I told myself. I slinked away into the shadows, following the trail to his television. "Douglas Peterson I will get you" I said.