Wolvesbane: Chapter 1

[TheDarkPrince]

Chapter 1, part 1
Daily Calling, October 23rd 2004
THE KILLINGS CONTINUE!

Just when you thought it was all over, the murderers return with a venegence. After nine murders over the course of eight weeks, all seemingly commited in the late evening or early morning, chief inspector Allan Ross has today confirmed that the night has taken a tenth, yes a tenth, unsuspecting victim to his doom. Thomas Grest (34) was confirmed missing at 3 a.m. this morning, and further investigation into his sudden disappearance has led to confirmation of his death under suspicious circuimstances. When pressed for details about the situation surrounding Tom Grest's death, an exhausted - looking chief inspector Ross responded, "It appears Tom Grest left the Odin public house on foot around midnight last night, according to one of his friends, Sam Aitchinson, but never made it home according to his wife Devena. we know that his death was not accidental, because a pool of fresh blood has been discovered in the alleyway between 37 and 39 Mahogany Drive, which a positive DNA test has proven to be Tom Grest's, but with no body to accompany it. we know for sure he's dead, because no-one can lose that much blood and survive. This situation has murder written all over it. And," he added in a more threatening tone, "we won't allow this to continue. These murders stop with the tenth victim. I don't care if I have to raze this town to the ground to do it, but this whole fiasco stops now!"

Other members of the town wish they shared chief inspector Ross' certainty. The number of people selling their houses in our town in the last two weeks has reached frightening proportions, while others have simply jumped in their cars and fled for dear life. Devena Grest (32), the wife of Tom Grest, has announced to us today that she is selling her house and moving south to Glasgow. In an interview this morning, the tearful Mrs. Grest said, "They've already taken Tom, and I don't want to outlive my children. I'm getting out of this hellhole, and anyone with any sense should do the same.

[TheDarkPrince]

Part 2

My name is Paul Miller, and that's what the newspaper headline looked like, almost six years ago now. If only I had paid more attention to it, I might not have been where I am now. But I don't regret it. In a way I'm even glad of it, after all, back then I was always fantasising about having some adventure in my life, something to distinguish me from the crowd. I can tell you, I got a hell of a lot more than I bargained for. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When all this began, I was thirteen, in a town called Lossiemouth, in Scotland, and I was happy with my life. Today was Saturday, the week after the schools had started up after the October holidays, and I was reading the paper at the kitchen table, waiting for my Mum to come downstairs. She hadn't been in a good mood since seeing the paper. My Mum had known devena Grest a little and would be going to the funeral.

At that moment my dad came through the door. He looked exhausted. He had been working twenty-five hour days since the murders had begun. He was a big man, slightly overweight despite the fact he exercised a lot. He looked at the paper in my hands and groaned. "Hey Dad, have you seen this yet?" I asked.
"I've seen it," he sighed. He switched on the coffee maker and collapsed into a chair opposite me. "I don't know what Allan Ross thinks he's playing at. He's made that problem after every murder so far and they haven't stopped yet. You'd think he'd stop talking and start acting." He continued in this vein for some time. My Dad had never got on well with too many of his bosses. Eventually I stepped in. "Don't you think that's a bit unfair?" I said. "After all, I hear Allan Ross has been turning the town upside down to find the killers. the prison cells have never been more full." i don't know why I said things like that. I guess I am - or at least was - a forgiving person by nature. "Being a chief inspector is about more than just organising raids and arresting people," my Dad replied. "You're young. You wouldn't understand." I felt a prickle of annoyance at that. Thirteen is a lot older than some people seem to think.

"By the way," dad said, lowering his voice conspiratorially, "i think it would be a good idea for yo to go out for a while this afternoon. your Mum's in a right state, I think she needs some time alone."
"I've already organised something," I said proudly. "I'm going to meet Chris at midday at his house. Phoned him last night." Dad smiled.
"That's good. What are you going to do?"
"I dunno, we'll work something out when we get there," I answered. "Anything to get away from Sophie." He laughed at that, but I was serious. Sophie is my little sister. She's ten years old; she has red hair and freckles and, in my opinion, was sent to Earth by the Devil. She seems to define her life by making mine as miserable as possible. In the ten years that I have lived with her, she has annoyed me, nagged me, told stories about me to our parents, rallied her equally annoying friends against me and, when we were much younger, flushed my alarm clock down the toilet. "I'll be back around five, OK?"

[TheDarkPrince]

Part 3

I met Chris at midday as planned, and we started debating things to do. Chris Fisher has been my frien ever since we began school.. He's a small guy with black hair, a cheerful attitude and, for some unfathomable reason, an obsession with trains. He wants to be a train driver when he's older, and as it is, he seems to have memorised very railway line, timetable and track in the country. eventually we decided to have a game of crazy golf. We had a good, friendly game, as he gave me a royal thrashing. He had a lot of experience at crazy golf, as he oiften went down to the park with his friends and had developed a good feel for the holes over the years.

Half an hour later we handed back our clubs at the desk and we decided to set out on a bike ride. I had learned some good routes from my dad, who often went cycling with me. "I don't know how you can manage these routes," Chris grumbled as we got on the bikes. "I can never keep up with you... Paul?" I hadn't taken in a word he'd said. Something had caught my eye. A guy from school, Adrian Stillwater was walking across the street from us. adrian was thirteen, like me, but you would never have guessed it. He was as big as most of the guys in fifth year, huge and muscular. Not someone I'd want to pick a fight with, although I'd never needed to. In fact, until a couple of months ago, Adrian had been one of my closest friends. He despised bullies, which was how we'd come to meet in the first place. When I had come into High School, most of the pupils in the upper school took part in something called "gubbie hunting," which essentially involved pummelling every new first year. It hadn't taken them long to get round to me and one day I had fund myself cornered by two fourth years twice my size. I had put up a fight, but at the end of the day I really didn't stand a chance. I ended up pinned against the wall with both hands held behind my back. I definitely would have suffered, but then Adrian saw the fight and had come over to help me. It didn't take long. Adrian single-handedly beat the crap out of both fourth years. After that encounter, one of the bullies transferred to another school, and the other took up charity work and got therapy to help him stop bullying. Not that he rally needed it.

After that point, Adrian and I had become great friends. But recently a change had come over him. He had become mody and withdrawn, and didn't seem to have time for anything any more. every time I had called on him or phoned him in the last couple of months, he had just muttered something about "doing other stuff." Almost without realising what i was doing, I mounted my bike and began to follow him.

"Paul! What the hell are you doing!?" Chris yelled after me.
"Get on you bike and follow me!" I called back, and looked ahead, praying Adrian hadn't heard me. Thankfully he hadn't shown any reaction, and Chris rode up beside me on his bike. "What was all that about?" he said to me in an urgent whisper. In answer, I ponted ahead at Adrian. "Don't you think he's been acting weirdly recently?" I replied. "He never calls, never speaks to anyone, and he spends all of his time shut up in his house."
"Yeah, I guess so," Richard replied thoughtfully. But what has it got to do with us?"
"I just want to find out what's up," I muttered.

We followed Adrian to Mahogany Drive, where he entered Number 39. I felt slightly disappointed. I had hoped to find something explaining Adrian's strange behaviour. "Ah well," I sighed. "Nothing unusual here. want to go biking now Chris?" But now it was my turn to be ignored. Chris' face had gone white, and he was looking from the street name to the number on the house Adrian had entere, then to the alley between Numbers 37 and 39. I followed hs gaze and realised what he was thinking. Then I noticed something else as I looked through the window of Number 39. There was no furniture in the living room. The house was abandonned. "Number 39 Mahogany Drive," Chris whispered. His voice was trembling. "But wasn't this where..."
"Tom Grest was murdered. Yeah." I finished for him.

[TheDarkPrince]

Ow. My wrist is killing me. I can't type that fast and it took me an hour and a half to post this. I'll post Chapter 2 as soon as I get some feeling back in my hand...

[jstarbob]

I am shcoked I must say! You have quite an immagination. Good job!

Oh and hieislove! I do read the stories! Iwas going to get around to this one after I was done with something!

[Trunksangel79]

Good job.It's pretty good. ;D BTW Thanks for saying I'm
a nice person.

[TheDarkPrince]

You liked this one!? d*mn, this was just supposed to be something boring to get out of the way before the story proper could begin!

[SnakeFire]

LOL

I thought that people weren't going to like the first chapter to my story- but it ended up being a big hit...

Great first chapter! I knew you had it in you my friend!

[TheDarkPrince]

Wow. Thx for the appreciation everybody! I'll have Chapter 2 up as soon as possible!

[jstarbob]

awesome lol!

[Trunksangel79]

Cool.Can't wait to read it.

[jstarbob]

I wonder if he is writting lol

[BlackCoven]

Pretty good man, its nice to read stories with a realistic feel to it. I will read your second chapter another time..

[jstarbob]

This is awesome story! I am going to read chapter 2 right now!

[SockPerson]

Nice, I like the feel to this story.