Bogeyman

The begining of the tormented

The man woke up, and turned to look at the clock. Strange, he swore he could see the floodlights on, and hear rustling outside
"Breathe in, breathe out" he thought "just an animal" he muttered to himself, and he then heard clicking of shoes on the patio
"Could they just be a deer?" He thought, sitting up in bed, as he heard the windows shake, as if a person was trying to open them, but the locks prevented that
He grabbed his chest, his heart felt like it was going to explode out of his chest, but he controlled his breathing, as he woke up his wife
"Someone is outside, get the kids and hide" he whispered, and she nodded
They sat in the silence for a bit, and the noise was heard again, before the heels were heard walking towards the front door, the twisting of the door nob was semi frantic, but the heels walked away
They stepped out of bed, the wife towards the door, to down the hallway, the husband to the gun safe
But the mysterious person outside had not left. Watching them from the forest, with a pair of high heels, sounding like the ever ticking clock of death, the dress was simple, much like the act of passing on. A black dress with a flowing skirt with a veil-like over coat, it was gorgeous, but also seemed as though it could hide something, its seemingly innocent and yet, deeply horrifying as well. They had a dark head of hair, braided into a long plait. They sat there in the long grass, like a predator stalking their prey, waiting for the right moment to pounce, before they put their hand on something
A large, heavy rock. It certainly had some mass to it, and could be thrown pretty easily
They picked it up, and approached the window
This person picked this specific family due to their lack of a security system and the vulnerability, a 6 year old boy, 8 year old girl, ex military husband and an ex military wife, but the wife was nearing 7 months pregnant and wasn't in any condition to handle the stalking apex
Shattering was heard downstairs, and the husband took the gun out, and sweeped the house, and footsteps were heard leaving the living room, etching towards the kitchen, and that's where he was headed
The person grabbed the broom, feeling the handle, before putting their knee up, snapping it in half before walking out
The man elbowed the door, pointing the gun in, however the room was completely empty, nothing except for the broken broom was out of place
He sighed, before turning around
He was met with a person with obsidian hair, and vermillion eyes, just inches from his face. They appeared confused, or judging. He couldn't tell if they were confused or judgmental. They turned their head slightly
Frozen in fear, the man forced a smile, before the person spoke in an unnerving voice, it would certainly be sweet and pure if it wasn't coming from a creeping stalker
"I'm Samira! Can I get a drink? I was being chased outside and had to be quiet" the person, supposedly named Samira asked
The man breathed a breath of relief, before motioning for the girl to follow
However she had something golden and shiny in her hand, and he reached into the fridge, handing her an energy drink
He let his guard down, and they swung at him with the broom handle they carried, smacking him in the side of the head, the broken part of the broom making contact with his temple
They stepped on the mans chest, as they looked down, their eyes were cold, sharp and direct. They didn't need to say their intentions, before the man already could tell. Was this it? Were they going to die to a random intruder who was most likely just a teenager? No, they were too tall for a teenager, even with their heels, they had to be nearing 7ft- were they even human?
They put the gold item in their hand on- a large, blue opal necklace, wrapped in a gold casing, runes he could not translate surrounded it, at this point he knew what he was dealing with, as the teenage campfire stories, told with beer, came back to him
Why, that was Lucifers necklace, but how did this person get it?
The person moved their foot from his chest to his stomach, before stepping off, standing above him
They lifted up the broken broom handle, and stabbed him in the lower stomach, and the second stab was on his groin. The attacker put their heels on each of the persons wrists, the heel going directly through the wrist
The man screamed in an endless agony, as the attacker turned the broom around, so the blunt side was facing him, and attacked his chest, breaking the sternum
The attacker stepped off, and the man crawled away. They heard the heels go towards a tall standing vase, before a shatter was heard
The attacker approached again, walking up
"No fair! I'm right next to the shotgun, don't come here!" He thought, as the heels approached again, and he felt someone kneel on his back, before a sharp edging pain in the back of his neck, a cold shiver went down his back, as a warm liquid went down his back
Samira had broken the vase and lodged a chunk in his neck, chance of survival was hopeless, and it all went black, before he went limp
Samira grabbed the body, and a rope, tying the wrists to the ceiling fan
Next was the wife, but they would also have to deal with the children. They grabbed the rope, before slipping on the mask they had around their waist, stepping out of their heels, running up the stairs.
The wife panicked, trying to open the window, before noticing the canvas wedges on the outside, preventing the windows from sliding up
The wife tried to push the glass out with all her strength, panicking, before she rested her head against the window.
"I'm sorry, children, it seems like we can only get out through the front door or the broken window downstairs" she cried, turning to her 2 children
In an instant, the broom handle Samira had been using as a weapon was through the locked bedroom door, before it was kicked down
The wife grabbed her gun, and shot at the door, her kids hiding behind her.
Samira was Shot, but it was a graze from the scattering, it wouldn't be lethal, it didn't even enter their body but holy fuck it hurt
Samira flicked their wrist, and in an instant the wife was thrown across the room, and the children paralysed in fear
Walking up to the wife, Samira leaned down, and spoke to her in a foreign language
"Ajută-mă, sunt gazda copilului nebuniei" she whispered with genuine sadness in her voice, but nobody understood what she said, then Samira grabbed the rock, slamming it into the wifes head
They turned to the children, before saying
"Come with me, precious children, and you won't get hurt" they ordered, in a demanding voice, grabbing the wife by the arm, and taking her shotgun, using a black magic of sorts to make the shotgun come towards them, almost like telekinesis, and the kids slowly followed as they ordered
Stepping into the living room, the youngest screamed, and the eldest gasped, upon the sight of the man. Samira shoved the wife onto a chair, before going into the pantry, revealing a white backpack. Reaching in, they took out barbed wire, they cut it in half, and grabbing the kids. They tied them up with a combination of barbed wire and rope, as the wife started waking up. Samira grabbed the barbed wire, and wrapped it around her waist and throat, before disappearing into the kitchen, grabbing lighter fluid, a matchbox and batteries
They turned to the wife, and put the gathered objects on the table, before sitting on the edge of the coffee table, holding the broom handle tightly. They smiled sadistically, but nobody could see that.
"You know... mothers seem to give birth to madness, look at me, madness' child. Your children are madness, I'm just purging the madness out of here"
The wife weeped and hollered in pain, wiggling in pain
"Oh yeah, I'm Samira!"
"Madness' child who went missing 15 years ago?" She questioned, but that seemed to irritate the Masked attacker, as they grabbed the broom handle, stabbing the woman straight in the stomach with the broken end, leaving splinters. They did this repeatedly, until they calmed down again, this time grabbing the rock, and smashing her over the head with it multiple times, before looking at the bloodied mess. They walked away again, grabbing a champagne glass and some champagne, and slipping off the mask to have a sip. They turned to the kids this time, moving the matches, lighter and batteries to them
"Pick" they ordered, and the daughter looked at the batteries, before kicking them
They sat forwards, before opening the batteries
"Battery acid... it's something, burns straight through your throat" they said, before shoving the batteries into the girls throat. They turned to the boy, and grabbed his mouth, opening his jaw, and pouring lighter fluid into their throat, and then lighting a match, dropping it into his mouth
"However both of you still can talk, so I'm doing this" they said, slitting their throats with their nail, in a place that would make the, stop talking, and only wheezing to be heard

They stood up, grabbing their cloak and mask, once seeing the blue and red lights, hearing the sirens. They grabbed the champagne, glass and bag, and put everything in the bag, and an officer burst through the door, as the child grabbed the energy drink
Around 9 officers came into the house, chasing the child. They ran up the stairs, into the childrens bedroom, putting the bed behind the door, taking a breath, before looking at the window, they hadn't anticipated on a police encounter, but after some trying managed to get open the window as the officers broke in, nearly grabbing their cloak as they stepped out, landing on a small plank of wood. They moved around the house, turning a corner, before jumping, grabbing the roof
Swinging themselves up, they saw the helicopter, and they jumped into the trees, disappearing into the night

The first of the killings that shook the world, striking fear and worry into the hearts of billions
Shaking nations, different species were shaken to their core, terrifying worlds