When shadows fall discontinued

Chapter 1: Summer Rain

( Y/N'S p.o.v.)
The rain fell from the sky and the harsh winds blew, making it cold and harsh to the touch. Thunder rumbled but it brought a smile to my face. Thunderstorms were calming to me and brought a smile to my face. Dad was at work at the local story, leaving me alone with my older stepbrother, Caleb. He didn't come out of his room much, he spent most of his time on his playstation. I watched tv until an emergency news broadcast came on.
" We interrupt this program with breaking news."
I sat up, the frighten face of the new reporter startled me. I called down Caleb and he came down with a groan. The broadcast continued.
" Hey...isnt that our local news station?" He said, concern on his face.
I nodded slowly as the reporter spoke.
" A total of four families were killed last night in the neighborhood street of North elm. Each family member of the families were ripped apart and police say even organs were stolen. Kidneys mostly. Police advice heavily for everyone to lock there door and stay inside no matter what after dark. This killer is extremely dangerous and has avoided capture from the police."
I listened in horror.

Those poor families....

The reporter spoke again.
" Police are talking about setting a curfew for the town. No one, except for the police force, will be allowed out after 11pm."
Caleb took a seat beside me, his face showing just as much horror and concern as mine.
" They still haven't caughten this fucker!?" He growled in anger.
I understood his anger, hell, I was just as pissed off as him. A total of four whole families were killed and they still didn't catch him!? Protecting the innocent my ass! Caleb leaned back on the couch and shakes his head, angrily speechless.
" This is some bull." He mumbles.
I nodded in agreement to his word as the broadcast ends.
" Dad isnt gonna be happy about this."
" No kidding."
Standing up, he headed back to his room. It was silent again, except for the tv and thunder. But I couldn't focus on them, my thoughts went to my mother and friends. I w as only staying with my dad for the summer after all and I didn't know if they were okay or not. My thoughts went to my mom. She had more than likely seen the broadcast and was talking to my dad right now, more than likely telling him to keep me safe or talking him into letting me come home with her. Mom was overprotective, but in this ound of situation, she would have more than enough reason to act the way she does on a regular basis. I signed heavily and waited for my dad to come home. He came home early thanks to the curfew. I hugged him tight and he returned the hugwoth a smile.
" are you okay?" He asked.
I nodded.
" Yeah, we saw the broadcast."
" So did your mother."

I knew mom would see it.

" What did she say?"
" Telling me he usual. Keep you safe and if I didn't she'd kill me." He chuckled.
I smiled. Even though my parents were divorced they were still close friends. So my mom's outbursts over me were pretty normal. We talked and sat in the livingroom. The storm subsided after a while and night came. My dad went to his room and I stayed on the couch. I watched horror movies late into the night. It was quite and most lights were off in the house, however, I will admit I was paranoid, so a knife sat at my side. I dont know what it is, but having it close made me feel safer and kinda brave. I hugged my knees, a blanket draped around my shoulders. I froze when i heard it.

Tap....Tap....Tap....

It came from the window...right beside me. I stayed as still as I could, reaching for the knife at my side. Once my hand found its handle, I kept it close. The taps came back, a little faster than before.

Tap..Tap..Tap...Tap..

I stayed still, I had a feeling in my gut that if I turned around now, I would regret it. The taps came back, it was faster, like the person was getting impatient.

Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap, Tap!

I shook slightly and despite my gut telling me 'no', I looked. I held back a scream as froze at what I saw. A man, maybe close to my age, maybe a bit older, stood there. He was dressed in black, from his head to his feet, except
for a dark blue mask. The eyes were empty, tar leaking sockets, and his hands had clawed fingers. In one hand, and was most likely causing the taps, was a blood scalpel. His skin was dark grey, almost black, and his dark brown hair pokes out from his hood. I stood up, keeping the blanket on me and the knife hidden. He tilted his head as I stepped away. He walks away from the window to where I couldn't see him. I ran to Caleb's room and shook him awake. He looked up at me and went to yell, until he saw my panicked face.
" What's wrong?!"
" There a guy in a blue mask lurking around outside. He was tapping at the window next to me!"
He quickly stood and we ran to mg dad's room. We rushed in and Caleb slammed and looked the bedroom door. This woke dad up and he turned to us.
" The hell are you two doing?"
" There's a creep walking around the house outside. (Y/N) saw him!"
He turned to me and I nodded, confirming it. He stood and held us close. It was quite, the tension in the air was so thick that I couldn't even bring myself to speak. A while passed, we had no clue where this guy was at, and it didnt help that my dad's room had no windows. We waited for anything then suddenly there was a loud crash. It sounded like glass being broken from the livingroom. Caleb tried to call the police but it just gave him the dead line.
" Bastard must have cut the phone line." He mumbles.
I still held the knife in my grip, so stayed quite as we heard foot steps. Dad guided us to the closet, where we all hid. We waited, staying quiet. The foots grew closer, then the door knob ti my dad's room jiggled. Once the thing found out it was locked, a loud, animalistic growl rang in the air. I covered my mouth so i wouldn't scream. Slams in the door followed and this didn't help my growing fear. Another crash was heard and I held back a scream. Silence again. We wait as footsteps return...he was looking for us. They stopped at the closet and the door was slung open. My dad tackled him and the two fought. The man, no, the thing threw my dad off of it with ease. Caleb got it in a head lock as dad stood up. It threw Caleb into my dad, they meant the wall with a slam. I ran at it and as it turned to me, I drove the knife deep into its shoulder. It screamed as I pulled the knife back out. It backed away and black blood poured from its shoulder. It turned to me as I stood in front of my dad and Caleb.
" D-Dont you touch them!!" I yelled, summon every ounce of bravery I had.
It ran at me and grabbed both my wrists, knocking me to the floor. I screamed and kicked repeatedly into its side as I squirmed to get free. I got my hand holding the knife free and I stabbed into his shoulder again. It screamed and rolled off me. The thing and I froze as the sounds of police sirens rang in its air. It ran.
" Oh no you don't!" I screamed, chasing it.
I knew it was kill me and this was probably I stupid idea, but if I didn't do something, it would just come back and kill someone I loved. I chased it into the woods and tackled it. I drove the knife into its leg. It scratched and threw me into a tree. The wind was knocked out of me and the knife slipped from my hand. I growled and forced myself to stand. It stood not to far away and watched me, even though it wore a mask, but I could tell
it was glaring at me. Police men called out into the woods and it ran. I went to follow, but the pain in my back, kept me in place. As it disappeared into the dark, I called for help. The police found me and took me, my father, and Caleb to the hospital. I looked out the ambulance window.

The rain started again. The one police that road with me and poor, knocked
out Caleb held my hand.
" Sweetheart, I know your in pain right now, but I need you to tell me what this guy looked like."
I slowly turned to him and explained, to the best of my ability, what this thing looked like. I also told him I was able to hurt it, stabbing it twice in the shoulder and one in the leg. He nodded.
" Alright...now rest."
I closed my eyes and coughed, my back feeling like it was being split in two. Before I knew it I was in a hospital bed, my mom beside me. She was crying, and holding my hand. I could barely keep my eyes open.