Thread: In the Eve (Mr. M & Cpl. Bunny)

A peaceful night where crickets sing along with any lullaby. Like any night she had brought warmed water, basked in a few local herbs. Upon the cot she bent, over the small form cuddled under a layer of heavy skins and furs. The weather was always drastic, unbearably hot and humid during the day, while very chilling in the Eve. The young woman straightened the brown hair of her child. Andrew, my love.. How are you feeling? She tilted her head, the lush strands of her auburn hair falling over her shoulders in waves. A dark sanctuary of tresses fanned around the small child as she leaned forward. Mm good, mommy. The youngster expressed with a toothy grin and a gentle murmur. The young woman straightened, smoothing her palm over his skin in only a way a mother could. Are you scared? Yes, mommy. Would you like me to sing until you go to sleep? Yes, mommy The woman curled herself upon the bed, leaning over her child as she propped herself on one arm, her legs tucked under her. Stroking Andrews head she smiled before the sweetest hum came from her smiling lips. Licking the pink petals she began.. I can't forget you when you're gone. You're like a song That goes around in my head. And how I regret It's been so long. Andrew stared at his mother, her green eyes penetrating in the candle light like treasured emeralds sparkling within a Sultans scepter. Her oval face seeming almost angelic as shadows played across her cheekbones. Curling a fist in her lose hair he resisted the sirens song. The song of sleep, of slumber and peace. Peace that was often uprooted by horrible nightmares. Horrors only a child could imagine Even so, his hazel eyes became unfocused, his lids becoming heavy Oh, what went wrong? Could it be something I said? Time, make it go faster, Or just rewind To back when Im wrapped in your arms The mother watched her child drift from her, a warm sigh escaping him as he cracked his eye at her again, assuring himself she was still there. It was eerily quiet, save her sweet voice. A voice the carried around the room, curling around each darkened corner like a saving light. Casting out shadows and demons Ahoooh Dum da di da Da da da dum Da da da dum Da da da dum da da di dum But, it was not to be. In the darkness of this eve lay the greatest predator. Evolution had done it justice, while the mistakes of humanity had caused the original mutation. Yes, a predator not only ravenous and wild without remorse or fear, but a predator with the learning ability befitting that of humanity. The predators that were once loved ones, friends, neighbors but now hungered cavernously for their goodly counterparts. BESS! came the plea, crashing through the tranquil silence. A man appeared at the small window of the cottage, fear etched on every feature that reflected the small refractions of candle light through the glass pane. THEY ARE HERE!-- Before his statement was finished villagers were screaming, running as darkened figures sprang from the shadows chasing down the slowest prey. They would pounce as gurgled screams of fear penetrated the once silent night. GO! Go to the Warehouse! NOW! With that the man fled, along with the flow of the village population. Chaos and terror reigned this night. Mommy!? Bess turned towards her child who began to cough and seize in his bed. Andrew, Andrew- shhh. Calm Mommy is here. she soothed, terror gripping her as she swiftly rose quietly. Already the crash of windows and doors could be heard in the cottage. Baby baby-- listen to me she panted emerald eyes flicking to the closed door. Da di dum dum Da da da dum Da da da dum Da da da dum la da da di da dum I need you to be very quiet. Remember-- she swallowed as she stared at the door. Remember when daddy use to play hide-n-seek with us? You must be very quiet as I taught you. Under the bed, my love! Her voice was a whisper as she gathered her child to her trying to sooth his coughs away as she pressed her hand to his chest. If only his father was here. But, he had left years ago, leaving the young 23 year old to her own devices. Her son was in failing health. Many of the medical knowledge had been lost over the years. Here love, shhh. Pressing a shaking kiss to his damp feverish forehead she slipped him in blankets under the bed. Mo-mi he wheezed. Shh baby- shh.. Bess turned, blowing out the candle, leaving the room only in moonlight. The three year old was still wheezing from his spot on the floor. It would be no use.. THEY would know Bess shuddered as she moved towards the entrance of the room. She had no weapon. Nothing but the avid need to protect her offspring. Her 52 frame huddled in the corner parallel to the door. The frame creaked, the only evidence of the presence outside before it burst, no longer able to hold the powerful force behind it. The beast was much larger, seeming to be male. Hairless its teeth were gnarled and dripping of disease and decay. But, in that mouth lay sharp teeth. Bess shuddered, trying to control her breathing. The beast scanned the room, inhaling. A small cough caused it to tilt its head. Bess leapt. All afternoon long It's with me The same song You left a light on Inside me.. The decaying human turned swiftly, knocking the woman away with ease and into a nearby table. Ceramic containers of medical herbs fell to the floor she moaned brokenly upon the pieces. MOMMY! The beast turned towards the sound once again, leaving the injured woman on the floor afraid that the other prey would escape while he dealt with a already assured meal. Bess gasped, crawling and grasping a shard of broken ceramic into the back of the monsters bent knee. A sharp screech deafened her senses and gathered more unwanted attention. The window near the cot crashed, giving way to monsters companion. My love I can remember The way that it felt To be holding on to you Da dum da da di dum Ooh dum di dum This monster wasted no time from snatching the child from its supposed hiding spot. For a moment it seemed like they were arguing over the morsel as the child flailed, wheezing and coughing in his panic. He was already suffocating in his panic. Bess rose, her intent to save her child but the new threat had already bite hungrily into the childs shoulder. The sound of ripping flesh mated with the growls of satisfaction. Bess crumpled to the ground, unable to see the blood in the darkness. But, the grief caused her instincts to numb as she crawled brokenly closer closer to her son- closer to her death. The being seemed to be playing with their meal. After the child dropped forgotten to the side with a soft thud they turned on Bess. She had placed herself in a corner, her legs curled to her chest as her head lulled back. Emerald eyes met deep black soulless eyes. Time-- Make it go faster Or just decide To come back to my happy heart. My child They advanced on her, in that breath, purrs of satisfaction the only communication.