Terror

Chapter Six

From a distance the view of Simcoe was engulfed in flames. It was spreading rapidly through dead bushes or trees that had fallen during the storm.

"That's not good," Jason said, pointing to the glowing fire.

"Guess we found that deranged thing," Greyson spat.

Both boys started running in the darkness through a field. The light source wasn't just the golden light burning the town, but a single flashlight.

"What are we even going to do when we get there?" Jason asked.

Greyson narrowed his eyes as they approached the edge of the burning town. "We have to find a way to slow her down," he said.

Jason looked around at the blazing plaza that he could see. It's not that they had a fire hose to spray down all of his hometown that was burning.

"Head to the outside," Greyson said.

"It looks like most who were in the plaza are dead," Jason gasped.

They went around houses that hadn't caught fire, searching for anything. From someone's driveway, you could see bodies all over the street, some completely charred. It looked like a scene from a horror movie where everyone was killed in the first ten minutes.

"Buildings too," Greyson said. "I'm guessing she's killing everyone here first, then heading to the campground."

The two started to investigate the street that hadn't been burned yet. Most of the houses were destroyed in piles of wood and drywall due to the storm.

"Cindy and Emma were still in town," Jason gasped.

"They'd leave without a second thought," Greyson said.

Jason covered his arm over his mouth. All the fire made his eyes water from the pressure and smoke. It was just like when he attempted to save that freak who had his body blazing. Simcoe's plaza didn't even look like a town anymore. It was like walking into hell, with fire burning, bodies lying dead, and everything destroyed.

"Ashley's probably still in Simcoe," Jason remarked, before feeling his own body go flying. "I thought we said—"

It wasn't Greyson that threw him with his mind. Ashley stood a couple of meters from them but couldn't exactly make out who it had been.

"Die!" she yelled.

Greyson sent her flying backward with an invisible punch right into a burning tree. She rolled and stood with flames still burning her body without a single acknowledgement that her body was on fire.

Jason wobbled, staggering his way back over to someone's driveway. He looked around, trying to find something that the two of them could use.

"Jason and Greyson," she growled, walking towards them. "The two high ranks, but that doesn't seem true anymore."

It was because there was a third high rank that existed in this place. The threat to the psycho in front of them is the mutant child.

"Have you come to see my beautiful work? Or better yet, tell me where that mutant child of yours is!" Ashley yelled, pointing at Greyson.

"I don't see it," Jason remarked, his palms outstretched.

Jason wondered if that child would take control of Greyson again. Just how it has been done out of panic or anger. It was something that Jason didn't understand, but he knew that the baby did not want Greyson to get hurt.

"Might be in that house," Greyson said, pointing a finger at the house nearby.

Ashley widened her eyes, speeding inside the house with yellow siding. Half of the roof was destroyed, but the rest seemed perfect.