《CRIMSON MOON (SHORT CHAPTERS)》Chapter 25: Secret Identities part 4
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Kasumi undoes the forcefield and leaves with Carlos. Uriel sighs scratching his head and says:
“You know, hiding there is obvious, serpent…”
The serpent panics; “SSSS...so you knew I was there…”
“That’s right, and tell Tiwa that she is also invited tomorrow…”
“Understood…” The serpent disappears.
“Wow, that was intense…”
“I know, Uriel is strong...but I never thought he was fast too…”
Alejandro and Tiwa open their eyes. Suddenly there is silence, Alejandro and Tiwa blush as their faces are close. They only stare at each other as their heartbeat rises.
(BADUMP BADUMP BADUMP)
“Uhhhmmm” Both of them stare at each other feeling nervous, slowly they begin to move closer.
Without warning Uriel opens the door; “I forgot my bag…”
Alejandro and Tiwa quickly look away blushing, Uriel notices that and asks:
“Did I interrupt something?”
“No, nothing at all…” Both of them answer at the same time, blushing, and laughing nervously.
“Anyway, go to the ministry tomorrow morning Tiwa, we will be waiting for you there…”
“Right, I will be there…” Tiwa says making a fist acting hyped up.
Uriel leaves the room; Alejandro grabs his backpack screaming; “HEY WAIT UP…”
Tiwa is left alone in the classroom, she touches her chest as she thinks; “What was that feeling? Why is my heart still beating this fast?”
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Town of Ascencio; 50km southeast of Rio Grande City
Night falls, in a small town located 50 km southeast of Rio Grande City. Ascencio, a peaceful town where mostly indigenous people live. Every night, there is a massive gathering in the center of the plaza where the mayor gives a speech about the current news. However, on this particular night there is silence…
“CORRAN, EL DEMONIO LLEGÓ CORRAN” (RUN, THE DEMON HAS ARRIVED RUN)
Wind blows hard as people scream from all over the town. The houses are empty, there is no one in the plaza. As the wind blows, the only thing visible is clothing flying in the air.
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(RRRRRAAAAWWWW)
A wing monster with humanoid form flies above the down. With its roar, the monster hypnotizes the people of the town causing them to walk outside and stand still.
The monster flies down to each house, and attacks men, women and children alike. The monster sucks their mana and the people slowly turn into ashes and disappear only leaving their clothing behind. A priest hides in the shadows and observes with a frightened expression what was happening.
-TCH- He has white hair and a black priest attire. He is holding a sword and charges straight at the monster.
“MUERE MONSTRUO!”
The monster turns around and disappears from his sight. He appears behind the priest and instantly kills him by cutting him in half.
(SSSLLLAAASHHH)
The monster continues to attack nonstop.
On a hill, two figures observe the monster’s action. A man wearing a black cloak with a white skeleton masks laughs:
“It seems the Chupacabras are feeling better, I think he is even faster than before. Right, Reina?” (Queen)
A girl with white hair and green eyes walks forward. She has a petite figure with a slim body. Her hair is long and she has brown skin.
She looks down with an expressionless face and hollow eyes; “Indeed, that man who attacked the Chupacabras will pay for what he did. The “Ales” are creatures that only seek to survive.”
“Now call him back…”
The girl lifts her hand and makes it glow, the Chupacabras looks at her and flies with great speed to her side.The girl looks at him and smiles; “Are you satisfied?”
“I AM”
The man with a skeleton mask looks at both of them; “Good, now that you are healed, it’s time to return to Rio Grande City...Your next target awaits…”
“Next target?”
“The mayor of Rio Grande City; Nathaniel Gonzalez”
On that night, the town of Ascencio went completely silent as a total of 1200 townspeople disappeared in a couple of hours with no trace left behind…
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