A Stormy House-A Creepypasta Fanfiction

The Beast (22)

"Did Solitaire seriously tell you everything?"

"Um, yeah, pretty much." The woman sighed at my response to her question. I kept my eyes peeled for anything that could be important. There were more doors on either side of the hall. They all looked the same except there were numbers on each and a clipboard beside a few. A few more had a couple drawings on them. Crayon drawings that were about as terrible as mine, so probably around my age.

Every once in awhile the halls would branch left and right. I remembered the directions we went. Left. Right. Forward.

"Very well. You know your name is Ingrata or Offensive, right?"

"Wow, wait, you make it sound like it's permanent. I'm not staying here, i only want to know about my sister and maybe help you take out the Creepypastas."

They all stopped and turned to me. They seemed to be trying to hide their surprise, but failed. They exchanged a look and began walking again.

"Ingrata," said the man I first talked to "your sister was very talented in martial arts when you last saw her, correct?"

"Um...yeah."

"We found out her senses were about ten times stronger than most people. Could you tell me if that had something to do with the Monsters?"

"I'm not sure. Actually, she spent a lot of her time in the infirmary for her wounds and her leg was messed up so she used a cane. But, when she practiced I watched a couple times and she was really good and could fight even while staying off her leg."

"That sounds about right."

"Where are we going?"

The girl spoke up. I looked over at the boy I assumed was her brother. He'd said basically nothing and was writing furiously into a notebook.

"We are going to training room to see if you were affected by the monsters."

"They call themselves Creepypastas."

"I don't care what they call themselves. They are monsters, so we call them monsters." I wonder what the woman had against them. Perhaps they killed somebody close to her.

"Fine. And what do you mean 'affected'?"

"I mean if they decided to try to make you into what they are. Experimental powers to turn you into a monsters as well. Tell me, did they ever give you shots that made you feel strange?"

"Yeah, but they were just painkillers they said because my head was messed up."

"What did they do to your head?"

"They didn't do anything, I hit my head on the counter and I didn't get medical attention for...well, a while. I don't know how long."

"Here we are."

We came to a dead end hall with a single door at the end. She unlocked the door and motioned for me to enter. They locked the door behind me. The room was huge, like a football field except everything was wight and bright so it looked like it was even bigger. There was a door on every wall and a couple of areas far from reach that looked like one way glass.

A voice over the speakers startled me. "If you survive this, then we will happily welcome you to this facility."

The sound echoed against the walls and I heard something bang against door at the far wall. It became louder and louder until suddenly it stopped, and the door opened. Somebody stepped out, and for the first time since I said goodbye to Sally, I regretted my journey.

~Trainer Mike's POV (the guy who brought Ingrata down here)~

I don't understand what the Geminos Twins are thinking. Ingrata could never survive against him. This...beast. This failed experiment isn't even allowed to leave the cage because its mind is unstable and tries to destroy anything in its path. Out of all the people who we've deemed worthy to try the test, only three have survived. This kid will never survive.

I heard him shriek as he saw for the first time the beast. It was human once, a boy born with the ability to steal other people's power. It looked as if it was made from shadows, with glowing gold eyes and claws sharp as fine as needles. I watched as the shiny knife slid out of Ingrata's sleeve and into his hand. His face composed itself quickly and he charged at the beast. He's a smart and quick one. He was able to dodge the beast's claws and kept their eyes locked. He must know...strange. His sister took more of a defensive strategy, while he just rushed in and began attacking. It had taken her about twice the time to realize the beast's power than Ingrata. This boy.

This boy's incredible.

It's amazing. Not only was he able to harm the beast, but he didn't get a scratch on him, unlike his sister. Soon, the beast was already running back to its door, a trail of his golden blood following behind him. There was a splatter of the golden blood on Ingrata's face and his hand was covered in it.

I'm gonna have a lot of fun with this one.