The Horror Before Valentines Day|
Controlled by the spirit of the day, and his love for his girl, a young man began a journey into a thick green forest not far from his villa, searching for a rare flower that grows from within. The girl asked to come along too, and the man decided she should not be too much of an encumbrance. The leaves from the trees rustle from within the forest as the two enter. The girl looks to the young man, and stays close to him. "You do know," Says the girl uneasily, "That the Valentidemon supposedly roams this forest?" The young man shrugs as he steps over a stump. "I've heard of it. A demon that kills a loved one by wrenching their heart from their chest, then takes the form of the one they killed to kill again? There can be no such thing, my love" He holds her close as they continue. The forest grows darker, the wind begins to pick up. The young man does not realize the girl has started to act strangely, making gurgling sounds now and then or coughing up blood every few feet. He decides that she probably needs rest, so they stop near some bushes. The girl, whos condition has worsened, lurches forward suddenly with a loud popping sound. A loud wheezing sound is heard that runs a chill down the young man's spine. He reaches for her shakily, and pulls her upright slowly, to find a large bleeding hole going straight through her chest and out the back. Blood oozes lightly down her clothes, her eyes open wide. The young man jumps back against a tree, heart racing. A pale hand goes over the dead girl's head and lifts her up, blood still spurting forth from the wound, and begins to move towards the man. The man backs away more, and trips over a root then falls on his back. The girl's voice rings out hauntingly in his head,"You do know that the Valentidemon supposedly roams this forest?" as he scoots backwards away from the dead body comming towards him. "Th.. There really is such a thing?" He stammers, staring the bleeding corpse in the face. "Yes.." Says a scratchy voice, "I am such a thing. I search for a heart that was once my own.." The demon pokes its face from around the dead girl to reveal that it was the girls face before she was killed. It edges close to the now paralyzed with fear man, and lets out a ominous breath in his face. "I wonder.. Is your heart the heart I seek?" The demon's face blows apart, revealing a twisted, blood adorned face. It reaches out with a long claw slowly, letting blood from many hearts past drop onto the man's clothes with sickening plip sounds. The man tries to back away, but realizes its already too late for him. "No two hearts are alike!!" These were his final words before the demon thrusts its arm deep within the mans chest. It rips out his heart with a snap of the wrist, letting his life blood drain onto its arm. The demon looks at the convugling heart in its hand, hearing it hopelessly throb in its hand. It carries it off and whispers to itself, "Happy Valentines Day..."
(this is an older one)
I wanna fly high, so I can reach the highest of all the heavens. Sombody will be.. waiting for me so, I've got to fly higher..
04-10-2007 11:19 AM