Legends of the Lost

The Beast of Baltimore

In the night he stalks the village, searching for anyone who would satisfy his craving for blood. The beast could always find a victim, so helpless and cruel he was.

If he had two victims,he would make one of them watch as he slowly killed the first one then swiftly moving on to the next one. The people of Baltimore grew up hearing the stories of the beast. He was said to have once been a man of great wealth and one of the handsomest man in town, and but was not willing to share with anyone.

The mans name was George Jackson, 25, and he believed that he deserved every thing he wanted, whether it was power, spirits, or women. He wanted everything and anything.

The story goes that on night when the moon was waning and the fog was just rolling in, George Jackson was stumbling down the cobble stone road his stomach full of spirits and his mind almost gone. In front of him he heard the light foot steps of a little girl no older than 15 holding a basket of bread. The young girls name was Annabella Temp and she was heading home from working extra hours at the bakery and had some leftover bread for her mother. George, being the man he was, went up to her and dragged her into a nearby alley.

Annabella started screaming for her life and George quickly slapped her and whispered very calmly in her ear, "If you don't shut that pretty little mouth of yours, I'll do it for you." She gave a quick nod and he smiled, no smirked. He was finally getting something he wanted. He undressed himself and Annabella and set himself to work. Once the deed was done he stabbed her in the throat and sliding the knife across before pulling it out. Little did George know that he was being watched, in the shadows sat an old wise woman, Annabella's grandmother.

She had heard someone struggling and ran to help, but as she got there he had already slit her throat. She walked up to him shaking with anger. She told him in a very sinister voice, "You will pay for what you have done!" She waved her hand and mumbled a chant in an ancient Greek language.

As first George felt nothing and started to laugh then he felt a strange feeling in his chest. He started to convulse and his body started to jerk in weird ways. George started to grow hair, not just on his head, all over his body. He heard his spine start to crack, push him onto his hands and knees. He looked up to the old woman and said "Nooo, what are you doing to me? Why!?" She looked at him with an evil smile and said, "This what you deserve. An eye for an eye and a life for a life." George let out one final scream that turned into a howl.

George had been turned into a monster. He stood seven feet tall, weighted at least 500 pounds with killer sharp teeth, fur as black as night, and blood red eyes. The woman had disappeared but a policeman had come running hearing the noise and saw the giant beast and blew his whistle. George charged him and ripped out his throat splattering blood everywhere. He took off for the forest howling the whole way.

The towns people never learned what happened to George, but after he was missing for 6 weeks they pronounced him dead and divided his money to everyone in town. Every time that the moon is waning, the beast of Baltimore comes out and slaughters innocent victims.

Tonight the moon was waning and the fog was so thick you could cut it with a knife. The Beast lurked in the dark alleys, waiting for someone to come along. After 200 years of doing the same thing he knew just how to trick and torture his victims. He waited 20 minutes when he finally heard two pairs of feet. As the couple were walking by holding hands, the beast lurched out and grabbed the man in his mouth, easily snapping his neck. The beast had the woman held tightly under his large paw. The beast had always kill the women in the most sinister of ways.

He put his paw on her stomach and start to claw out her organs, slowly and painfully. When she was left barely alive, he took his muzzle and bit her neck slowly so she could feel all the pain. When he knew that she was fully dead, he took off for the woods not to be seen tell the next waning of the moon.

It's said that know known bullet can kill the Beast of Baltimore, he can only be killed by having his throat slit. The Beast of Baltimore is said to still be roaming the streets looking for victims or release from the curse.