The doorbell rang as a slim figure peered through walking to the bar. He sat across from the older muscular women.
"What can I do for ya Sugar", she spoke in a gentle but raspy voice.
"One of your best wines here please", the boy spoke sliding a hundred across the counter. She looked a bit taken back by the amount placed in front of her but kept her composure.
"Sure thing" she turned preparing the young boys order. "You must be new here she said breaking the small silence.
"Something like that, I've been here for about a week", the boy spoke again looking around the bar. 4 men, 2 more women, and a few college kids playing games at the arcade.
"Visiting family or are you just traveling", she asked.
"I guess you could say I'm visiting family. But it's more like work and my family used to live here. So I'm staying at the family estate" He spoke softly looking up at her with his soft smile. The woman slid the drink across slowly.
"Well it's nice to see a new face around here for some time-"
"Can I ask you a question ma'am", he said sharply.
"I'm listening", she replied.
"I would mainly stay home but at night there's an eerie deafening silence. Like life is gone for the night and this city feels empty", he took a small sip not looking back up at the woman.
"Have you heard about the legends that walk the night" a man spoke behind the boy.
"So a myth?" The boy questioned.
"It wouldn't be a myth if it comes true almost every night." He paused. "The creatures resemble an abnormal beauty. They could look like an average human but they are ridiculously tall. The people here are able to leave but with their homes always being here or jobs that have a really well stable income some refuse to leave. We stay indoors at night when they're most active." He stopped lighting a cigarette looking between the boy and woman.
"I wouldn't suggest you both stay here too late and get home safely."
"Right", the boy turned back again continuing his drink. The woman looking at the boy confused but not pressing.
**6:32 pm**
He heads out putting on his headphones slowly walking home. The silence growing. "Creatures of the night huh.." he mumbled. Looking at his hand. "Not all of us hunt for humans", he chuckled to himself continuing home.
*My name is Noel, I'm a 21 year old male. Also no surprise but im what they call a "creature of the night", "Another" if you will. I'm the son of a "king" in my world. I came to this city to leave my responsibilities behind but I guess I got caught in a battle of rouge Another's killing humans willy nilly. I just wanted to stay here until my father and mother give up.*
As the boy walked into the huge building a voice came from behind.
"FREEZE"
YOU ARE READING
Ripple (M×B)
ParanormalThey aren't from this world. "Another's, is what we called them." Creatures of the night, they kill by luring you in like sirens but they're quiet. Their beauty is their key. So I suggest you not stay here if you want a peaceful life.
