Grayson Jekyll: Monster Hunter

Run and Hyde

My name is Grayson Alexander Jekyll and I am a hunter for the Church of England. Now I know what you may be thinking. Why does the Church need a hunter? I hunt the things that God Himself looks on with disgust and hatred. Things that belong back in the darkest pits of Hell.
    I was born in the country side of England. My mother was from a wealthy family and my father was a archaeologist. My mother taught me at home while my father was away. My father would always bring me something back from his explorations and would tell me about everything he saw.
    My father once was telling me about a exploration to a lost temple in Africa when he yelled out in pain. I saw his eyes change from blue to yellow. Before anything else could happen my mother came in with a needle and injected it into his arm. His eyes changed back to normal and my mother sent me out. A few weeks later something similar happened to me when I broke my arm.
    Now I had always had a imaginary friend when I was a child. He was a boy that aged as I did and had black hair, yellow eyes, was muscular, always had a devilish smile and was... Intimidating.  When I broke my arm, he was there talking to me telling me he could fix it all I had to do was give him permission. I did and all of a sudden it was like I was watching myself from outside my body. I saw my body begin to change into the boys until my father saw me and held me down. I screamed at the boy to stop  and he laughed before it all ended. I woke up in my bedroom thinking it was all a dream.
    I kept seeing the boy for the rest of my life. My father explained who he was to me. He was called Hyde and he had been with everyone in my family since my grandfather. My father saw him too which is why my mother had to give him needles every now and again.
    "He was a curse put on my father, Dr Henry Jekyll, by a shaman. My father had been trying to find a way to divide the soul into two parts, the good and bad that are constantly struggling. He believed that by a means of science, this could be achieved. He had heard of stories of this shaman who may be able to help him. He went to him but when the shaman told him his science was useless for this, he became enraged at the shaman and threatened him. The shaman, fearing he may kill him, put a curse on him.
The curse was for my father and all his lineage to be cursed with that of the malevolent spirit, Hyde. Hyde is a violent, malevolent force that slaughters any force he deems necessary for his bloodlust. He constantly wants control of his house to enact these acts. My father sought out the Church, who gave him a elixir that would help to suppress Hyde. The elixir is what we inject into ourselves to try and help with Hyde. It doesn't always work, Hyde is mainly suppressed by the will of his host."
Suddenly there was a scream from the kitchen. My father told me to go hide while he went to check it. Like a stupid child I didn't listen and went outside to look in at the kitchen window. There was a man standing over my mother, who's throat was bleeding from two bite marks. My father ran and saw my mother. The man standing above my mother laughed at him.
    "Mr. Jekyll it has been too long. Such a lovely wife you have." He had a thick accent, possibly from a country in Europe. He stood around 5'10 and had short black hair. He was a pale man who's eyes were blood red and had long, claw like nails. Two of his blood stained teeth were long and sharp like a dogs.
    "What have you done to her?" My father said as he knelt down and held my mothers body.
    "Well I came in with the intentions of speaking to you but I saw her and couldn't resist myself." The man than wiped the blood from his mouth. "By tomorrow night, if she survives, she will turn into my newest bride."
    "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!" My father yelled, but this voice was different. It was deeper and almost psychotic. I saw my father grow from 5'11 to 6'3 as his muscles grew larger and his veins began to bulge. He yelled and it sounded like a tigers roar, as his clothes began to tear and his eyes turned yellow.
    "Is that really what I look like when your father transforms?" I heard a voice said and turned around to see my Hyde.
    "Hyde?" I whispered. "How are you here and there?"
    "I'm a supernatural force lad. I'm using your father as host currently but part of my conscious is here with you. Now be quiet it's going to get interesting."
    "Ah there's your better half." The man said to my father/Hyde. "Have you considered my offer Hyde?"
    "I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO HER!!" My father as Hyde yelled as he jumped at the man and grabbed him by the throat.
    "You dare attack me?" The man said and kicked my father off of him. My father came back cracking him across the jaw so hard that he  man went flying through wall outside.
    "You damned her! I'll never join you!" My father yelled as him and man continued to exchange blows. My father threw him to the ground and began to pummel him deep into the ground. "I should've killed you long ago when I had the chance!"
    "You couldn't ever kill me Hyde." The man said as he grabbed my fathers fist and punched him off of him. My father went to swing again but the man grabbed him and bit into his neck, tearing off out a chunk of skin. My father stumbled back and the man proceeded to slash and cut at my father with his claws. I noticed my fathers neck wound beginning to heal but I could see that he was still losing.
    "All I wanted was to have you on my side Hyde!" The man yelled and smashed my fathers head into the ground. "Together nothing would've stopped us!"
    "You will be stopped. I know you will." My father said. His voice was returning to his own instead of Hyde's. His body was also changing back to his own.
    "Why is he changing back? Why aren't you helping him?" I yelled at Hyde.
    "He's done Grayson. He's fighting against me with everything he has left." Hyde said. Than his eyes widened. "Bloody hell he's insane!"
    "Why?" I asked.
    "Grayson!" My father yelled. I ran over to him despite Hyde telling me not to. The man looked at me strangely. "No Grayson stay back! Listen to me son, you are the best decision I've ever made. I love you and hope you become the best man you could ever be!"
    "You have a son!" The man laughed. "Perfect! I can have Hyde after all!"
    "Think again. My father yelled as he got up and grabbed the man from behind. The man bit off a chunk of my fathers arm and threw him off. My father grabbed something from off his belt, a cylinder like object with a pin through the top. "Remember son I'll always love you!"
    "You will join me Hyde." The man said as he came closer to me. My father jumped on him and pulled the pin on the object.
    "Hyde take care of him!" My father yelled as my vision started to fade as I could feel Hyde taking over. "You know what to do! Don't let anything happen to him!"
    "Father no!" I yelled as Hyde took full control. The object exploded, killing my father and throwing my body and the mans down.
    "I'm sorry lad but we have to go." Hyde said as we started running. "Your father wanted me to take you to the Church. Tell them who you are and that the Impaler is back."
    "What about the man?" I asked as I took back control. Hyde appeared beside me running with me.
    "We can't take him on now. We just have to hope what your father did worked. We're here now." Hyde said as I ran up the doorsteps to the church. "Good luck Jekyll."
    "Hyde now what?" I asked as I banged on the door. I looked around and saw he was gone. The pastor came out and I told him everything. He took me in and from then on I was trained by the church.
    Fifteen years since that day has passed. Hyde has become more violent and I have to take the injections to help keep him back. Now I stand at 5'11, have blue eyes and mid length black hair. I work as a monster hunter for the Church of England, trying to avenge my family and kill the man responsible for their deaths.
    That's what leads me to where I am now. Walking into a bar of a village for another hunt. Poor monster doesn't know what he's in for yet.