The Gates Of Hell

Chapter 2

         It was a dark night at Gravesville Forest, as two officers moving cautiously through the thick trees. One of the officers, worried, began to complain.
         "Come on Max we have been searching for 3 hours now, let's head back to the office" he said
         "Don't wimp out now Dax, nothing ever happens in this town. We got to make the most of it" Max said
         "But..."
         "No buts, besides look I see something"
  Max pointed at one of the trees to find blood prints and a blood trail behind. Dax stopped but Max gave him a strong look, hence Dax went with the flow and followed Max. As the followed the blood trial they noticed claw marks around the place, until they reached a cave and that's where they saw a horrifying scene
          "Oh God" Max felt a shiver in his spine
Dax tried to speak but rather than words vomit came out of his mouth, disgusted by the scene.
           "Max let's head out now, we've seen enough" Dax told Max, still vomiting
          "We surely did" Max agreed, his body shivering. Turning around to where they came, Max decided to take an image for the sergeant to see, keeping his eyes shut as to not see that scenery again. Suddenly he heard Dax scream, so he tried to open his eyes. He tried and tried but couldn't. He tried moving his body, but he couldn't. In fact he no longer felt his body, he felt nothing at all. He... He was dead.
  
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          "Clay? Clay wake up. Clay!"
      Dr.Marshel was trying her best to wake Clay. She rocked his head, rocked his body, rocked his bed with no use. She decided to spill water, which inevitably worked, springing the sleep boy to the ceiling.
           "Rise and shine buttercup" She said
           "Good morning Mom" he replied in a yawn
        Ever since the day Dr.Marshel decided to take Clay under her wing, although not by her will, she came to have a deep relationship with him, treating him as her own son.
           "Breakfast is ready, better get yourself washed quick, its already 7:45am. I won't be able to drive you today" she reminded him
           "Got work in the hospital?" He asked her, stretching
           "Yeah, there have been another incident yesterday, and they called all the doctors, specially me." She replied rolling her eyes
           "So I may come back late, if I don't make it to your party my gift is in my room"
            "No problem. Just take care of yourself, I don't want you to get "lost" as well"
            "Won't I promise" She said kissing his forehead and heading out to the hospital.
       Clay felt a bit down but accepted it, Dr.Marshel was the best doctor in Gravesville and in the rising of the violent incidents going on, she would always be busy–even on his birthday.
        Clay washed up and got himself ready, heading downstairs to eat his breakfast. He smiles the aroma of baked beans with toast, his favourite dish of the day. As he eats he decide to open up the News as to know which incident happened the urgently required his foster mother to be busy today.
        "Gravesville News here ladies and gentlemen" the news reporter said
        "Today it seems we have another incident of citizens, this time cops, being abducted; what made it interesting was that on the cops by the name Dax was found between dead and alive his wounds many. Now he is in towns hospital getting taken care of with the many who have been through the same fate the recent past days. The cause of this is yet unknown,  forcing many citizens to decrease the action, distorting the town's life untill the culprit are found."
      Looking at the wounded cop, Clay understood how dire the situation for Dr.Marshel urgent call, but he also questioned if the action of the citizens decreased....would school activity too decrease? He finished his beans and toasts and headed to the door, going to out the get his answers.
    On his way he looked around, noticing less people moving around. He then noticed a boy skating on a board, wearing a red jacket over his white schools uniforms similar to clay's, and his pants black.
      "Yo Tony wait up" Clay shouted at the boy, who turned around and stopped, smiling at a glance of Clay
      " Clay? I thought doctor would give you a ride with whatevers going on in town"
      "I thought sergeant won't let you go out" clay replied
      "I guess we both thought and guessed wrong, school is worth risking our lives" tony shrugged
     The two moved on towards school, talking to pass the time. Clay started to look around the closer they got.
        "I wonder if Lora would come" clay asked
        "She is, most likely with him" Tony replied, showing annoyance in saying "him". Clay looked at him and smiled. Tony noticed it and understood.
         "Can you tell me who is 'him'?" Clay asked Tony in a naive tone
         "You know who I mean Clay, I'm not saying names" Tony persisted keeping his mouth shut
         "No I don't, there are a lot of 'him' going around Lora" Clay continued his press. "Alex? Tom? Rex? The list goes on Tony"
         "Its Jacob alright" Tony finally spat, visible annoyance could be seen
         "Ah Jacob why didn't you just say her boyfriend rather than 'him'. Jealous perhaps" Clay teased his old friend
         "I- you, *sigh*. I wish you a bad birthday party" Tony pouted, crossing his fingers to indicate that he didn't wish harm.
       "Thanks for the compliment" He replied.The two laughed, as they made it to school.
       In their laughter, they didn't notice two figures, one tall about 6'4ft and another quite short, about 4ft; both covered in a cloak covering their bodies. The figures looked at the two boys, the tall one visibly intrigued by them.
        "Little brother, let's not waste time on them, they are but kids their soul would useless" the short figure said
       "Have you lost your soul sensing big brother, their souls are rich, they will be able to take away one stripe from my neck " the tall figure touched its neck, with 5 stripes on it, one almost gone.
         "And then.......and then we two shall be free from His control"