THE MYSTERY GIRL ( Is she human?)

It was few hours before the partial eclipse, yet it was dark and windless and as predicted the city was awfully quiet. But, underneath the prominent furtive bungalow there was a faint umbra of a person chained like the crucified Christ gasping for breath. she was being flogged by an aggressive man. The whips was hard on her skin. Making blood spills out of it. Her hair was unravel and was strip of her cloth that's if she had one. She was weak yet strong. Her cries were muffled. The pains in her eyes weren't mistaken. But there was nothing she could do.

"Isn't that enough, Lucas." Lucas shot him a stare and continue whipping her hard. "She's my slave, my property. I know how to handle it. Leave Green, if you can't take the sight." "I can't believe you still have a weak heart after all you have seen here."

"But.." "Is this the first time you're seeing this." Green shook his head in negation, she has been chained here ever since he began working for Lucas. She has been in his custody. Green nodded and began walking away from the basement. He works under Lucas as a paranormal researcher, an intern he was. And the last thing he would do was to get involved with Lucas when he's in a mood. But the girl, he felt for her.. He had to do something now. Since it would be partial eclipse in a few hours, this was his chance. He had to let her go.... He turned back and began walking towards the table Lucas kept his equipment. The only chance he's got, the only thing he's gonna do. He hunkered down beside the table so he was not seen by Lucas. And began filling a syringe after several mixture. Lucas dropped the whip. Glancing around if he could see Green, he didn't. "He chicken out.." Tsk tsk. He clicked his tongue, pulling he hand gloves off his hands, hurled it in a waste bin. He walked out.. Green crawled out of his hiding, clutch tight to the syringe. And began walking towards the girl. Her head was hanging down. She had her eyes closed and instead of tears blood were dripping down her cheeks. He inserted the syringe in her shoulder and empty the liquid in it. She didn't move a bit, thinking it was still Lucas. "It's better this way, it's better you live this way than what will happen to you if Lucas get here first before the partial eclipse" His voice was low, whispering in her ear. "Though it won't be enough, it's better than living as a full demon.." Her eyes snapped opened immediately he said that, she turned, twisting with the chains to get a glimpse of the face but he was gone. There was no one here. She turned again, the chains wrapped around her. Where's he? **** Hours later, couple of minutes before the partial eclipse.... She felt something circulating in her system, was it because of the injection she was given a while ago. Her head began spinning and she shuddered vigorously. What is happening to her, she could feel her body changing into something she could decipher, something larger and frightening. She roared out loudly, turning and twisting with the chains. "aargh.'' She bawled. Her veins were prodding out. She screamed violently, what the hell is she turning into?. "Aargh!" She screeched. The door cracks opened, revealing a man in his late forties, with a surgical box. Which was no other than Lucas. A woman was beside him, having similar wicked smirk on her face with Lucas. She flicks the light on. "What is wrong with her?''She whispered in his ear but her eyes were fixed on the girl who was now panting heavily. "It wasn't supposed to be happening now" she panicked. "I don't know'' He whispered back, Taking several steps towards the table. Checking the equipment, where is it, the liquid he was supposed to give her before the partial eclipse. It wasn't here. Oh no Green. He couldn't have done that right? "You were supposed to'' "I think someone came here before we did, he changed everything, just that little thing he did, ruin our plan for years." His voice was shaken. The confidence look he had on was gone. "Who was it, it couldn't be a ghost or an angel." He shot her a stare. "Don't tell me Green did..ha!" "Keep quiet Anika!''. Then she began screaming, wrestling with the chains, her face was covered with her prodding veins, her pupil began changing, it changed from her sea blue eyes to black colouring the white as well. The box fell from his hands, then he swallowed the lump in his throat. "Lucas what are we going to do''

"There's nothing we can do anymore it's already eclipse, all we have to do right now is.." Completely engulfed in fear. "...Escape!" He whispered yelled. The chains broke. Losing her, She jumped down to the ground. Lucas ran to the door but bumped into Anika and they both crushed to the ground. The bulb holding the light went and they struggled to get to the door first since the room has returned to darkness. A devilish smirk appeared on her lips as she triumphantly trode towards them. They jerk up and tried opening the door but it was bolted. "Did you bolt the door'' He screamed on her face. "I did...I don't know. " "Do something lucas'' "What should I do?'' "Think lucas think'' He shakes his head and cold shivers ran down his spine. when he felt her beside Anika pulled her closer and dug her curvy fingers into her eye it moved deeper until she pulled out an eye... "It over! We are so dead!"

He cried. Seeing her on Anika, she was gonna kill her and he had to save Anika. The only way to save her was to die her in stead.

....

Lucas is dead!" Albert continue mixing the French tea Peru made for him. He added a cube of sugar and stir. Then took a sip and nodded in satisfaction. While his guest pace worriedly in front of him. "I heard the news, it all over the internet. I knew he wouldn't last long, having a whole lot of weird and creep things in his house. What do you expect?" He replied his guest, his voice low and authoritative. "He did cause his death" Peru responded with a nod. "We warned him. Didn't we?" "We did try our best." Albert shrugged and chugged down the tea.

"Getting to love the taste every time you made it." Peru smiled and glanced round the house. "Is Linda home?" Albert lean into the chair sipping his coffee. "She has gone to the prison". Peru exhale, taking a seat close to him. "What do you want to talk about?" "I think he might be released anytime soon." Albert dropped the cup, with his gaze fixed on him. "You have to do something about it, he gonna ruin you Albert..." he continued saying words as if it was an incantation. Whispering them in his ear. Albert Shut his eyes listening to the voice admits nodding to every word. "Now back to Lucas.." he leaned away, as if nothing happened a while ago. And they never had that conversation. "Lucas?" "Of course Albert..." he paused his lips and moved closer. "Haven't you thought about what or who killed him." Albert raised a brow at him. "He wasn't killed by any of those weird stuff but by someone.." he glance around again then lower his voice "A girl". Albert eyes dart to him. " which girl?" "The girl in his basement " Albert eyes grew wide. " The only problem is that we didn't get to see her face since her hair was covering them." "how on earth did she kill him?" " She tore his flesh with her fingers and dug them into his heart and pulled it out and...." "Enough Peru." Albert looked away "The way she killed him, gave me creeps." He rubbed his hands down his shoulders. "What if she comes for us?" Peru asked "What do you mean?" "I think she saw us that day in the basement with Lucas she might have heard what we said in the basement that's what am scared of" Albert rubbed his temple totally confused. "Give me another tea." Peru nodded and stood up. Making another tea as he required. "And Anika?" "She's still missing". He buried his head on his palm. "She's escape I think. She lost an eye." "Here" He gave him the tea. He gulped it down at once and exhaled. "She's mute right?" Peru returned to his seat. "Yeah, she can't speak." "That's much to our advantage then." He turned to Peru. "We'll find her and kill her." Peru eyes gleamed. "Kill her!" ******

Linda waited patiently till the prison door opened and he tread lazily towards her. She sprang on her feet her heels clicking on the floor, she pulled him in a tight hug. "Linda" he drawled. Pulled away from her and take his seat. "You should call me mom" she scolded with a eye roll. She sat, facing him. Smiling softly she reached out to him but he drew back from her reach. "Stop doing that" she reached out again trying to clasps her hands on his but he lean back. "Why are you here?" He questioned sounding as rude as he could be. She turn away, pulling out an handkerchief from her clutch bag and dabbed her eyes with it. "I brought you good news" she turn to face him. "Good news huh?" He puffed irritably. "I don't know why you keep doing this to me" "So what's the good news about" She sniff and blew her nose into the handkerchief. Staring at the stoic face he had on. Suddenly losing her confidence. " Linda" he taps his slender fingers on the table and paused his lips. "I am your mother" "Never said you weren't" he almost snapped at her. Linda look away and was welcomed by peering eyes which made her twitch uncomfortably in her seat. Then she turned to him. "The good news is, you're getting out of here" she announced and smile weakly at him. "Wwhat" he spurred. Linda nodded. Severally. "Linda" his voice was low and his face has fallen. "You have grown so much and I miss you" she wipe the tears that was streaming down her cheek with her thump. "It been five years" "I know.." she nodded again and lean closer. " That's why I hurried down here to tell you" "Linda" his voice quaver Eventually she clasped her hand over his giving it light squeeze. She smiled sweetly at him. "You're gonna be released!"

Detective Sean opened the door of the underground basement, he cringed, seeing the sight before him. Making him retreats his footsteps. The twenty years he had been working as a detective and the the thirty five years he had spent in this town. He hadn't seen a thing as this. Blood was was all over the wall. There was a writing in blood as well. 'Don't look for me, look for me you die.' It did give him chills. The forensic department were there, running a test on the items on basement. But he couldn't see them at the moment, the only thing he saw was the blood on the wall.

He couldn't seem to get his eyes off it. What the hell are you? His gaze was on the room, everything was basically destroyed, what could have happened down here. He moved around flashing his torch at each corner. Imagining the scenario. Probably a beast or something. Squatting, he traces the blood on the ground and saw an eyes plucked off. "Detective Sean!" "There's nothing, absolutely nothing about the fingerprint, it doesn't exist. It can't be traced to anyone." He touched the blood with his finger tips. Smushed them together. "Even the strands of hair we found, there wasn't any DNA. Here." He handed over the hair in a clip to him. It was a long red-brown hair. He kept glancing it. "It could be a human" he suggested, standing on his feet. He tap the scientist shoulders. "Or a beast..." while nodding his head severally. "That's what have been thinking of the case, it could be a beast he created or something worse, that might end up killing every being in this city. And we need to stop it before it completely destroys us." He was facing the wall, his hands crossed at his back. Staring at the hair at intervals. Could it be a sign or something. What or who was held in here? That he had to look into. And find out everything he had to know about Lucas and his missing assistant. Anika. The paranormal researcher could obviously be something else. And all that he has to find out.... "And one more thing, Detective." Detective Sean turned to him, giving him his full attention. "What is it?" "I think you need to have this.." Taking detective Sean's hands and dropped something in it. "I probably belongs to whoever was held here." Detective Sean open his palm and saw a small pink teddy bears with the letter M inscribed on it. "Could it be a girl right?" "It could be" Detective Sean looked down at his hands again. Staring down at the tiny bear. And without a second thought he hurried out of the basement.... ******* "You don't deserve to be here in the first place. You didn't do anything wrong." "Neither did you. Eamon" "Well am a poor man son, might rot in here, without anybody noticing." "Am gonna get you out. I promise." "You know am glad you're out, man but Come of it.. besides I have been sentenced to life imprisonment" he tried covering the bitterness in his voice with a faux smile. "I'll do all I have to just to make sure you're out of here, you'll be free man. You'll. I promise you that." His eyes were clouded with tears. And would pour down any minute. For the five years he spent in here. Eamon was the only one he had beside him, who loved and trusted him like a brother. Maybe the connection they had was because he was also frame for murder. Woke up one morning and the next thing he was in prison. Though it happened like a dream to him. Which he thought he was gonna woke up from but years past. And he was sentenced to life in prison. And that dream became a reality. "Come on" they hugged " You're a true brother" " Take care of yourself, man" "Dixon, you're out..." they pulled away. He gave Eamon a last glance and walked out, blinking his tears of. "Goodbye." "Am gonna get you out. I promise you that with my life. Just stay strong and have faith. As far as am out. You're gonna be out as well. Promise me you'll stay strong and don't give up. Fight!" Eamon nodded, with the tears falling down his eyes. They clasped their hands together. With both head touching. "Goodbye. Brother." ****** "We're home!" "Home sweet home!." Linda announced. Stepping out of the car and gesture towards the magnificent mansion. Dixon came out and glance around the house he grew up with. "Come on, they're waiting" she held his hand, he didn't draw back. And Linda was more grateful. They closer they get, the more his nervousness increase. He had been locked up for five years and the man he called his father didn't pay him a visit not once. And here he was going back to the house he was rejected from. "Hey Dixon, good to have you back" Bruce pulled him into a side hugged. He was his younger brother. Suffering from panic attack since they were kids, happened when they were abducted, since then, had been scared and most especially any time their father was on his case. He wasn't strong yet he's putting on a strong face. "You look good" sarcastically he said "Bruce!" Linda yelled at him "He's your elder brother" Bruce shrugged, taking him his seat on the two seated chair. "We will see about that" he smirk. "What do you..." "What's this criminal doing in my house!" he barked rushing down the stairs. "Albert, stop it, he's your son." He was down the stairs already and meet up with Dixon besides the door and grab him by the collar, shook him fervently and gave him a knockout punch. Dixon fell. "What's the meaning of this Albert!" She yelled. Standing in front of Dixon. "Get him out of my house, now." He pushed Linda out of the way and draped Dixon up his feet and punched him again, and again. Until blood splatter on his face. Linda crawled towards Albert and held his pantsuits. "Please Albert, Don't do this" " I don't want to ever sight my eyes on him. Ever again" " He's your son!" She shouted. "The moment he had step his feet in prison. I never thought of him as a son" "I never thought of you as a father either! You always hated me! You never once supported my music. You were always against me! You dare call yourself a father. You're a failure!. You hate me. I hate you too!" Dixon yelled standing on his feet. Wiping the blood off his lips. "Dixon that's enough. Stop it please!" "No mom! Tell me, did he ever love me, did he?" "Dixon!" Linda cried. "I doubted he was my father, I had to do a DNA test to know if he was truly my father. Linda you tell me. Did he love me or did he ever look at me as his son?" Dixon eyes were puffy and red. And he kept sniffing. Linda couldn't say a word. He buried her head in her hands. Crying into them. "The reason I came here was because I thought I could accepted again. Because I believe in second chance. I thought I could feel this love again. But I made a mistake coming here. I was never welcome here." "Santus!" "Albert please" "He's no longer my son!" "You heard him, am not a father to him. And I don't want to see him. Anywhere near me or my house." "Santus take this criminal out of my house!" He turned his back against them and walked away from them... Linda wipes tears and turned to Dixon. His face was covered with blood. She hugged him, crying on his shoulders.. "It's gonna be okay." "It's not gonna be okay Linda. It has never been and it won't be." He pulled away from her. Giving Bruce a glance, Bruce looked lost and scared. He was hugging the wall at the end of the room. Looking away from Bruce, pushing the door opened and not another stare he was out of the house. "Dixon!" Linda cried and slowly crouch to the ground in a dead faint....