Beware...Do not read this story if you are faint of heart or are pregnant. Also do not operate heavy machinery and read this story at the same time.
Hi this is Chris and well where to start, hummm... ok it all started on a dark and stormy night in the month of October. Actually I remember the date precisely it was 10-10-2000. This date holds important significance because it was the first rain of that fall or in other words the first time it rained for the new season. I was doing my homework in my room all alone when all of a sudden I heard some scratching at my window. I walked over to the window and removed the curtain but all I saw was a very turbulent outside because of the storm. I discarded the incident from my mind and continued doing my homework. I was doing some Trigonometry and I was getting pissed off cause the damn sine wouldn't match the cosine. I re-treated to my kitchen to grab a nice tasty beverage when I heard the scratching again. This time it was at my patio sliding glass door. I quickly dashed to the door to see if I could catch the culprit but I found nothing. I was beginning to get nervous but then I remembered the last time this happened. The last time I heard scratching at my window, it was simply the guys from Crenshaw (Jimi and Mike) playing a joke on me. After this I walked outside and starting laughing,
"Alright guys," I started, "you can come out now."
I looked towards the corner of my yard and saw two shadowy figures simply standing in the rain. I could tell that it was Jimi and Mike so I ran over to bring them in but a bolt of lightning stopped me in my tracks. A giant bolt of lightning struck very near to my house and lit up the night sky this is when I got a good glimpse of Jimi and Mike. Their cloths were tattered and they were both covered in blood and other extremities. I saw their faces and I could tell that something was not right. Their eyes were sunk into their skulls and they had a look of sheer death on their faces. All of a sudden they lurched forward at me I ran to open my door but it was locked...
Meanwhile at John's house, Justin and John we're in John's room discussing the possibility of starting a rock band. They were listening to some records and messing around on the guitar and drums. All of a sudden they heard a yelp and then shortly after a scream. John and Justin rushed to the living room and found little David (john's brother) standing at the sliding glass door trembling with horror.
"What's wrong," John cried.
David turned around and pointed into the backyard, their lay John's faithful dog Bear. John moved closer to get a better look and noticed that Bear's body had been ripped in half. John backed away trying to hold back the urge to vomit.
"Are you ok dude," Justin said as he patted John's back.
David screamed again and ran out of the room. John and Justin turned around and looked at the door. There stood an 8-foot tall monster. A terror, some kind of beast, it was a were-wolf…
The light was still red and Nick was getting ready to go but he didn't want to get pulled over after all he didn't even have his license yet. Nick was at the corner of Pueblo and Gilbert waiting to go east to Chase Rooney's house. He had just gotten back from M and M and he was supposed to be at Chase's 20 min ago so that they could go to a party. The light had been red for close to 3 min and Nick was beginning to think it would never change. He was just about to turn right when the other light turned yellow. Nick released a sigh of relief and prepared to go. But there was a problem the light turned red and the other light did not turn green. Both lights were simply red. Nick was pissed off and he was just about to go when something fell into the bed of his truck. Right then the light turned green and he went, however he was still troubled by what was in the bed of his trunk. He kept turning around to try to see what it was but it was to dark. Nick turned his head back forward just in time to see a figure dash in front of his truck. He tried to slam on the breaks but it was to late and he smashed into the object. Nick was sure he had killed the person but he got out and tried to help.
"Sir, are you alright," Nick yelled as he searched around the automobile.
He could not find the body anywhere. Nick also checked the back of his truck to see if anything was there but there was nothing there either. Nick was beginning to get nervous so he climbed back into his truck and went to start it when he noticed out of the corner of his eye a figure standing behind his truck. Not wanting to cause any trouble nick tried to look at the guy through his rear view mirror instead of directly starring at him. There was only one problem he couldn't see the man in any of his mirrors. He turned around to look again and sure enough there stood the man but he couldn't be seen in the mirrors. Nick decided it was time to get the hell out of there so he put the key in the engine and turned it.
"Vroom, da..do..do..put!"
The truck wouldn't start! The man began to moving towards Nick but he didn't appear to be walking he appeared to be gliding. Nick tried to start the truck one more time.
"Vra Vra Vroom!"
The truck started up and Nick sped away however it was to late the man had come to close and he was standing in the bed of the truck. Nick glanced behind him and all he saw in the darkness was two, long, sharp, pointed teeth…
I couldn't believe what was happening to me, I was being chased by the un-dead versions of my best friends Jimi and Mike. I ran down the street far ahead of the two who I could see in the distance slowly staggering towards me. I ran down 24th street and all of a sudden I see Justin and John flying down southern on bikes not far behind was the were-wolf. Then I see Nick's truck coming strait towards me on 24th with a vampire in the back trying to get in. I saw a random 2x4 so I picked it up and close-lined the vampire as Nick passed. Nick then saw Jimi and Mike and slammed on the braked while turning hard to the right. This threw the back end around slamming into Jimi and Mike. I ran up to the truck and got in.
"Go, Go" I screamed at Nick.
"Holy shit, it's you Chris" Nick said as he turned left onto Southern.
"Yeh it's me, what the hell is going on to night," I said "First Jimi and Mike attack me groaning 'brains' and all this other crap, then I see Justin and John being chased be a were-wolf and to top it all off there is you with a damn vampire up your ass!"
"Is that messed up dude," Nick said jokingly
"Shut the hell up and catch up to them," I said with a hint of frustration in my tone.
We could see the were-wolf up ahead and Justin and John just a few feet ahead of him.
"Hurry, ram him," I screamed.
"No problem man," Nick said as he slammed into the hairy beast.
I turned my head to see the were-wolf rolling on the ground.
"See, nothing to it," Nick said cockily.
I turned around again to see the were-wolf return to his feet and resume the chase.
"Hurry up jump in the back," I yelled to Justin and John who were deeply out of breath.
"Thank god you guys came along," John said.
"Yeh thank god," Justin said as he fell in the back.
"Here pull into here," I said pointing towards Mesa High, "Let's see if we can lose him in the school."
By this time it had stopped raining so we pulled into the Mesa High parking lot and jumped out of the truck. We ran towards the amphitheater without even looking back.
"What is that stuff doing here," Nick said pointing into the center of the amphitheater.
There was a full stage setup with PA, right there in the middle of the theater.
"They must be getting ready for Battle of the Bands," John interjected.
"Hey maybe we can use some of this equipment to slay the were-wolf and other monsters," I offered.
"Hey good idea," John said.
We ran down into the middle of the theater and waited for the monsters to appear. Nothing. There wasn't one un-dead beast insight.
"We're gonna have to lure them here," I said, "We can't have those bastards terrorizing the streets and the innocent people."
"Yeh your right," Nick replied.
"Let's all grab an instrument and play a song, that will bring them here," John said, "Look I play guitar and Justin plays drums can you sing Chris?"
"Can sure as hell give it a try," I replied.
"What about you Nick, can you play bass," John asked.
"Well I play guitar, but what's the difference," Nick answered.
We grabbed our appropriate instruments and got ready for a show down.
"What should we play," Nick asked.
"Let's make something up," I offered, "You got any riff's John?"
Then like magic we came together. John started playing a riff, Justin put a beat behind it and then Nick started laying down the bass. Finally I started singing, softly at first and then I built it to screaming, I was calling for the monsters. I was screaming for a fight. Then I saw out of the darkness a pair of eyes. It was the wolf. I looked around for something silver, anything that could rid the world of this beast. I looked down and noticed that the microphone tip was silver. The beast leaped forward right towards me I grabbed the mic by its cord and flung it straight towards the beast's torso. The microphone hit the mark tearing right through the beast's heart killing it on the spot. Then all of a sudden the zombies, Jimi and Mike, appeared stumbling down the steps towards us.
"Go dismember them with the guitars," I yelled to Nick and John.
They ran up to Jimi and Mike and started smashing the guitars into them. Tearing off limb-by-limb and even severing their heads from their bodies. Finally I grabbed the bass half-stack and threw it onto the pile of gore. I hit sparked fire and burned the remains of the horrid beings. We walked back to Justin who was standing behind the kit and asked him if he had seen the vampire.
"Down," he screamed as he launched a drumstick directly behind my head.
I stood up and turned to see the vampire lying on the ground with a drumstick drove straight through his heart. We had won it was over.
As we walked back to the truck John remarked, "Hey we sounded pretty good back there, maybe we should start a band."
"Fine with me," I said, "But with one condition…"
"What's that?" John asked.
"I get to play guitar to," I declared.
"Cool with me," John said.
"Cool," Justin said.
"Cool," Nick said.
We continued to walk back towards the truck but I couldn't help but feel strange about something. I couldn't quite put my finger on it so I just set it aside and climbed into the cab of the truck. I watched the sunrise as we headed back home feeling somewhat relieved. I got out of the truck and bid my buddies farewell. I opened the door to my house and stepped inside but I was stopped by a munching sound. It was coming from my mother's room I slowly walked down the hall and peeked around the corner into my mom's room. There my mom was stooped down in the corner tearing at something. I stepped inside the room and bumped right into my mom's dresser knocking all the contents onto the floor. This startled my mom and she turned around revealing what she was tearing at. It was my dog Jackson ripped open at the gut. She spit some intestine out of her mouth smiled at me and said, "Time for breakfast honey."
