24Chapter 10
Back in Burgess, Elizabeth Crowley walked over to her friend's house to check on her. Poor girl almost drowned at the lake, but somehow managed to fling herself backwards and got a nasty knock on the head by a tree. She wished she could've stayed and helped take care of her, but work was vital for her staying in school and keeping her locker stuffed full of poptarts, so visiting the next day would have to do.
She was about to knock on the door, but found it already cracked open. 'Odd.' She pushed the door open and called, "Charlie? Tobey? Eva?" Eva was their elderly grandmother who took care of the siblings when she was home. However, nobody answered her calls. Frowning, the girl with the long blond braid stepped inside the dark house. It smelled like it usually did; sort of a cinnamony scent, but upon further inspection, she caught a whiff of dust and sulfur. That couldn't be right, they cleaned their house everyday.
Her frowned deepened as she walked inside and scanned the house with her brown eyes. Things were out of place; cupboards left open, chairs moved, couches turned over. "Charlie?!" she yelled to the emptiness, beginning to panic as she ran in and out of rooms in the same state as the family room. "Tobey?!" she sprinted to the basement. Nothing. "Eva?!" dashing back upstairs, she collapsed in Charlie's room.
"Where are you?" she murmured, looking around the room for any sort of clue. She should call the police, yes, that's what she should do. Elizabeth took out her cell phone and was about to dial when movement flicked at the corner of her eye. Her head snapped towards it. A hunched over figure in black had his/her back to her, facing the little shelf where Charlie kept her family photos. How she had missed him/her when she had come in, she had no idea.
Scrambling backwards before standing up, she yelled, "Wh-who are you?!" while picking up the first thing her hand found, which just so happened to be a potato with a toothpick sticking out of it, dried ketchup surrounding the place where the pick was embedded. The seventeen year old had no idea what it was doing in her friend's room, but she barely had time to wonder as she hurled it at the stranger's back.
As it hit, the figure turned towards her. A hood shadowed his-or her-face, but as he/she raised his gnarled white hands and gripped the hood, she realized she wasn't very keen to find out what was under it. A disembodied voice gurgled/screamed/wailed/hissed loudly. The sound was like a bag full of angry cats, weasels, ocelots, and banshees times eight. If she thought its voice was horrible, it was nothing compared to the beast's face.
The clawed hands lowered the hood, and Elizabeth's screamed was cut short as it lunged forward.
Alright, so I managed to scrape this miserable little filler chapter up that's probably only half a thousand words long or something, and it's a bit dark, I'll admit, but honestly, I think this could help me get back into writing.
Also, I owe a huge thanks to an awesome anon (who is definitely an awesome anon) and mamamittens. Thanks for your support and understanding! I actually wrote this as soon as I saw your reviews ^-^ Oh, that reminds me... review replies!
I'mSufferingOfCerealBoredom: Yep, it'd be the worst! Would that site perhaps be *puts two fingers on temples as if using psychic powers* WATTPAD?!
Look! I posted a chapter! Not exactly soon, but it works!
MidnightWolf191: Thank you, your just a beautiful soul who I could give a giant hug to. DIGITAL HUG! (\^-^/)
Well, Polar bears are sort of well-known for eating basically anything they can catch... I mean, don't get me wrong, I love polar bears too, they're awesome, but male polar bears are sort of known for eating their own children if the mama bear doesn't hide them and run away...
Thanks! I'm so sorry this took so long, it wasn't intentional, I swear! I'm working on a longer one right now!
Neverlookingback (Guest): Thank you so much! Have a cookie, you beautiful Anon! (::)
mamamittens: Thanks! I've actually been practicing some things my English teacher taught me, so there will probably be longer paragraphs and such. Hurrah!
That's awesome! My friend would be jealous of the Link one... she loves Zelda. Red Riding Hood seems sweet too, your gran is totally awesome for making it!
an awesome anon (Guest): *gets teary eyed* Nope, not crying tears of pure joy. Nuh-uh.
*whispers* I'm you favorite fanfic ever here? Gosh darn it, anon, your making me cry! Stop it immediately! Actually, you can continue on if you like... it helps me write faster...
Thank you a ton with a potato on top! It's okay with the not reviewing thing, I totally understand. I did it to some other fics then felt really bad when they mentioned the low reviews XD
Dude, that would be so cool! Here's a quick costume idea: draw an arrow on a sheet of paper, tape it to your shirt, and BOOM! You're One Direction!
Something that I would like to mention for the Percy Jackson fans: FRICKIN HOUSE OF HADES IS OUT! *SCREAMS INTO PILLOW* THE PERCABETH! NICO AND HIS ROMANTIC LIFE! I jUSt dOn't KNoW wHat tO Do WiTh mY LiFE nOw...
*ahem* Yes, well, anyway, I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible, but no promises! Last thing, I promise: a beautiful song is Nothing Left to Say by Imagine Dragons. That is all!