Nightmare II
A terrible storm began that night and with its flashing lightning and noisy thunder, it revealed a room filled with shredded bodies of a family of three and muffled the shrieks of horror that escaped the lady companion's mouth.
Gently but firmly, the male companion shielded her mouth and comforted her, "Angel, I understand how e̶̶x̶̶c̶̶i̶̶t̶̶e̶̶d̶ scared this makes you feel, but I need you to breathe and be calm."
"How can I, Don?!" Angel exclaimed, removing his hold on her.
He pointed at a corner at the very end of the living room and stated, "Love... We're not the only people in the room."
Just as Don had mentioned, there was another witness to the hell in that very same room; a small, frail boy with hair of silver and eyes of blue hiding in a closet hidden in between the walls of the house. A boy who had lost it all in a single horrific night.
"Oh, that poor boy..." Angel sobbed for him as she slowly approached the scared child whilst avoiding the bodies, the guts, and most of all, the warm blood. Don stayed by the door as she did this, still assessing the crime scene with his other eyes, his aura eyes.
"Aura Eyes!" "This... wasn't a coincidence. This was premeditated, this was a well-thought-out plan. Angel, are you listening?" He stated but Angela paid him no mind, her focus was on the trembling little boy hiding in the closet. She called for the fearful boy from behind the closet door but he didn't budge.
"Come on now... We're not the bad guys ya hear? We're ya liberators. Just come to me and I'll protect you..." A bit of her Irish escaped into her speech but it didn't help. All her luring tactics especially in that childlike voice had no effect as the boy wasn't convinced.
She took it slowly but she finally got close enough to slowly open up the already ajar closet, the boy still didn't budge one bit.
The boy was too busy staring at the two strangers that stood before him and a messy pile of his dead family; at the door was a man as tall as a tree who had long but unkempt blonde hair. He looked exceptionally handsome and, gentle as well as his glowing green eyes that seemed to see through everything made him seem like an honest man, then the short lady with the soft, childlike voice, although she was shorter than the man, her figure was had an impeccable hourglass shape, her amber eyes didn't glow them but there was... something, maybe a spark. But the most eye-catching thing of all about her was her bob-cut hair with the colour of crimson red, it was just as close to the colour of the liquid that was filling the floors at the moment.
Something about the couple scared him, so he stayed still in the closet, that is, until... the earsplitting sounds of police sirens surrounded the area as well as the flickering lights of red and blue that crept into that nightmarish living room. The police had arrived in the neighbourhood.
"Is that the police?" Angel uttered as she noticed the lights from the windows. Before she could say anything more, the little boy grabbed hold of her. It seemed like he was more scared of the sirens and flickering lights than he was of them.
Don stated, "Yeah... Must have been the neighbours. It's funny, none of them came forward to help but they made the call." It seemed that a few of the neighbours had heard the gory ordeal in their rooms and decided to call the police.
"Yeah... yeah... At least they made the call," Angel said as she held the boy in her arms.
He mumbled, "Yeah, at least... Cowards, tha rest of them!" Don's New Yorkian accent escaped as he mumbled those words. "Well, Angel, this doesn't help us either, you know that. We need to leave before the police get hear."
"You want us to leave the kid!?" Angel moved towards Don with the boy in her arms, as she passed by the bodies, all the boy could do was stare at the bodies and hold Angel tightly.
"We have to," Don advised. "Otherwise the police could take us in for this even when WE weren't involved, and we don't need that right now. You understand?" He stared fervently into her eyes as he said this.
Angel couldn't answer him immediately, "..." She seemed very adamant to let the boy go, but she understood the risk. So she did this, "We'll have to leave you now, little kid. But we'll be back..." She gently left the frightened boy next to the exit door. With a smile on her face, she patted his head, pinched his cheeks then went close to his ears and whispered something...
With that done and the footsteps of the cops getting closer by the minute, she leapt onto Don's sturdy arms like a princess, pointed towards the sky from the balcony on which they stood and cheekily said, "Okay, Hun! Get us outta here!"
Don sighed, "Hey... I'm not a form of transportation, you know..." Angel retorted with a mischievous smile, "You are if I say you are~"
"Haa... Yes ma'am," Don sighed again but submitted to her wiles nonetheless. With a steady breath in and out, a gust of wind began to surround Don and Angel right where they stood, covering them like a thin blanket.
Then, all of a sudden, a sort of green aura, a green glow so to speak emanated from his eyes, well, specifically from his pupils like a smoke of green light and then he declared, "Flight Of Wind!"
And just like that, with an effortless jump, a boost of wind under his feet and a whoosh, Don took Angel to the skies and flew like the wind. The sight of Don and Angel flying out into the skies somewhat amazed the young boy from inside the door.
Then as if on cue, "Hey did you hear that gust of wind!?" the police finally arrived. "Nah... Must have been the wind!" Once they stepped into the scene of the gory crime with their pistols and flashlights pointed into the room, what they could see was a frightened little white-haired boy in front and a pile of death right behind him...
One of the cadets of the police that was holding a flashlight steady, in a frightened tone asked their captain, "Just what the in hell happened here, Captain?"
The captain stared at the scared little boy, "I... I don't know." Then at the massacre behind him, "But whatever it was, I guess they forgot to finish the job, thank God...!"
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