The Shadows -Intro-
Okay, this is my first submitted story on Yiffstar so be kind in your reviews hehe... I would love some really constructive critism and some feedback. Remember this is only the intro basically just introducing the world I've had in my head for awhile now. Hope you people enjoy it.
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"I don't know why they are acting like this...why they are watching me, why they are looking at me as if I all these...things were by my hand."
The image on the monitor shimmered slightly as the waves of static often found on low quality videotapes rolled up the screen. After a moment of pause from the person on the screen the picture went back to normal just in time for the wolf to lean forward, his hands folded in his laps, his eyes showing fear and confusion. He began to speak again "It...it wasn't me, I swear it wasn't!" his voice was soft as he spoke; the wolf sounded broken, lost, unable to find himself or to find any meaning to anything other than his paranoia. As you listen to his soft voice you start to realize that this obsession of his has been bogarting his thoughts for a long time now, but something about it seemed like he still thought these developments were brand new. Questions rolled about in your mind as you continued to watched, enthralled by what the wolf was saying. You wondered who he was, what was his story, and more importantly why he disappeared without a trace.
"I'm not crazy!" the anonymous wolf suddenly shouted out, making you jump in your seat and pause the video for just a moment. Your heartbeat raced for just a couple of seconds, your hand instinctively moving back to the play button when you had calmed down. The wolf continued from where he had paused, his expression looking as if he had just been slapped and was growling at the offender, teeth bared, his claws digging into his flesh and making blood stain his dirtied gray fur. "Anyone who says I am is lying through their teeth. I saw them! I saw those things and they did too!" the wolf was being awfully vague, but his eyes showed true fear. Another growl came from the canine before he slammed a fist into the wall of the small room he was in. Another brief pause as he gave a small whimper, the image darkened, then brightened, copies of it rolled along the screen as the video seemed to be trying to find where it was again.
You took this moment to examine the room he was in. It was very small, probably a bedroom, and had candles lit all around the area. Some of them had burned down to the wick, others were just starting to melt. You finally noticed that he was sitting on a bed, a nameplate infront of it saying "Morgan D. Langer" but you couldn't tell if the wolf owned the bed or if he was 'borrowing' it. Your lookabout was interrupted by the wolf picking up the camera, bringing it close to him as if to let you see right into his eyes which were a dull gray."Whoever finds this tape, please know that I am innocent, I'm not dead or at least not yet." You gave an instinctive blink at this, was the video you found the wolf's hope of someone finding him? "Follow the smell, look at the wind, please we're not too late they can be stopped." What was the wolf talking about? A soft hiss of wind was heard and the candles blew out from around the room, leaving the only vision to be seen as the wolf's eyes. They looked desperate, something flashing out of the side of them as a reflection but the wolf didn't seem to notice anything. "Please...find me, it will start soon and I can help fight them." A soft swoosh sound was heard "Shit! The light, the light hurts them." He was panicing now, something was deathly wrong. "Don't be fooled, anyone can b--" a soft, girlish giggle interrupted him. A black, whispy hand covered his eyes from view "Ah!" he was pulled back onto, no, into the bed as the camera fell and the lens shattered causing the image to be seperated into several parts but one could easily make out a pair of white glowing eye-like shapes. Another giggle was heard.
"We'll be waiting..." the tape ended there. Someone shut it off leaving you guessing just what the hell happened there. Slowly you took the tape out of the video player, your heart thumping hard in your chest as you put the tape on your desk. Some people were going to have to explain a lot of things to you now. That was it, you thought, you had to get answers. You stood up in your office chair, walking towards the door and turning off the light. A sudden shudder went up your spine, causing you to look around for a moment. Nothing was there but you normal stuff. With a soft chuckle you would dismiss it as an effect just like what would happen after watching too many horror films. You felt a soft breeze along your face, the air started to smell of roses and lilac as well as something...not of this earth. You couldn't put your finger on what it was but you had to follow it, walking slowly until you found the scent was coming from a closet. You shakily put your hand on the handle and open the door.
"Oh good another playmate" you screamed as you felt arms wrapping around you and everything fell into darkness.