Survival StoryPg.1 Macire’ Daffe’

Chapter 1 : Before the Shed

My name is Raidox. I remember the week clearly. I was fifteen at t he time and I was dark skinned and I had a high top fade. I think is was also like five, six on the height scale. I remember waking tied up in that dank and dark shed. I could hear other people in the shed with me. They were breathing steadily as if they were sleeping. I tried to slip my hands out of the ropes but found quickly that I couldn't. Every time I moved my hands it felt like the rope became tighter round my hands. Whoever tied me up did a great job of it. Then the reality of the situation hit me I had been kidnapped.

I remember being kidnapped too. Terry, Mick, Russell, and I were coming back from a school trip. I remember the bus driver being different from the one who dropped us off and he had this strange vibe about him as if he was hiding something. When I got off the bus I remembered leaving something on the bus and I went back to get it. I got on the bus and saw Terry, Mick, and Russell arguing about something on the bus. They turned and saw me reaching for me gloves on the bus seat. Mick and Russell surrounded me while Terry walked over. Terry was the most popular in our grade she thought that she was the hottest and smartest in our grade.

“Raidox what were you trying to accomplish today in the museum by proving me wrong,” said Terry moving her blond hair out of her eyes. She had a very haughty way of speaking. The way she spoke made it seemed like she owned the world.

“I was trying to show the world how much you knew your highness. I didn’t know you would get it wrong.” I said with sarcastic innocence. She smiled apologetically

“Ok then I forgive you,” she said. I looked at her and scoffed.

“You really are an idiot. I was doing something called sarcasm. You use it all the time when you say you’re the prettiest and the smartest.” She looked puzzled and then noticed the insult and became angry. “Oh... You were serious.” I was faking sympathy and then made a grimace, “Then you were way off.” I moved to get off the bus when Mick just whaled at me with a closed fist. He hit me in my back and below the ribs. I could tell he laced it right because it knocked the wind out of me and it made me topple to the ground. Russell started to laugh while Mick walked over. He crouched to one knee. By this time I had already caught my breath but I was faking to get a sneak shot.

“Donever insult Terry again of I will end yer-“ I swung my fist into the left side of his face. I could feel the crunching of bones but I wasn’t sure if it was his nose or my fingers. All I knew was that my hand really hurt. He flew back holding his nose and I got up and looked at Russell, Mick’s twin. They were both tough and they were both on all of the sports teams. They are best known for rugby team captains but even better known for being stupid. Even today I wonder how he even knew that what I said about Terry was an insult. After we stared at each other for a second I turned and ran. I was pretty healthy so I ran track as a sport. I’m second place on the team beneath Mick and Russell, who had to be in one spot together or they would start to fight, so I could run pretty fast. I sprinted down the street entirely forgetting about school and turned the corner. I could hear MickandRussell running after me I ran through streets like a chicken who knows it’s about to die. In about five minutes, seemed like forever being chased and all, I turned into an abandoned building and almost ran into Terry. I turned at the last second and tripped. I cursed underneath my breath while I was on the ground because I could feel the pain shooting up my leg. I twisted my ankle. I heard MickandRussell run into the building shortly after I fell.

“Where you gungo now,” asked Russell laughing maliciously, “There is nowhere to run.” I started to scoot back because my ankle was still throbbing and I didn't trust it enough to get up and run. While MickandRussell advanced on me I saw a flash out the corner of my eye and where Terry was standing was a tall figure who was wearing a black cloak that seemed to suck up all the light around him like a …..hmmmmm a black hole, yes a black hole I was terrified so I started to back up faster and then I saw the twins smirk. They thought I was scared of them. I got up planning to run like heck but in like two strides the figure appeared

behind the twins. The twins are like six, nine so when I saw the figure behind them I swear it was like five feet taller than them. It loomed over them like a deranged shadow but the crazy thing is that the sun was like on the figures left shoulder and it didn't cast a shadow. I was close to freaking out then in there. But then it disappeared. It disappeared without a comical poof It was just gone. Then in a rush of wind, it appeared right in front of me. Its back was toward me and its arms were stretched out in a defensive gesture. I saw its hands. I’m telling you now that is the only body part I ever saw of it but even today it still freaks me out. Its hands were paper white and bony. It had long and scraggly finger nails that shone silver like friggin daggers. I saw the twins look at it and run. I turned and ran too but then I blacked out. I remember before blacking out the word Fraketeth appeared in my head. That is when I woke up in the shed.

Chapter 2: Alone with Enemies

I sat there in the shed. After remembering all that happened to lead to this I felt like kicking myself. I was sobbing silently asking myself

“Why did I run into that stupid abandoned building.” There were actual stories saying that kids who go there never come back because the “Hunter” will get you and take you somewhere. That is what we called the monster at the time.

I tried to get up to my feet but my foot still hurt so I ended up slipping and falling into Terry waking her up.

“What the…. Where the heck are we!!! Why are we tied up!!!” she looked over at me. Then her face twisted into pure rage. “It’s all your friggin fault we are here you piece of crap,” I looked at her in surprise,

“What are you talking about idiot? How the frick is this my fault!?” I asked angrily.

“If you had just lied down and got your beating like a man then we wouldn’t be in this situation!” she said. I looked at her and laughed grimly.

“You sure know a lot about being a man. You are actually starting to look like one.” I smirked an evil grin and got up. I saw a nail in the far corner of the shack that was rusty and jagged. It reminded me of the figures nails but it was ideal for cutting the rope on my wrists. After about 2 minutes of sawing I broke the rope and went over to where I was and saw piece of paper addressed to me It was written in a horrible scrawl.

Raidox,I know who you are and I want you

to find out who I am. This week is going to test your survival skills. You probably won’t know who this is until you are about to die. I don’t expect you to die this week because you are the only one in your group who can see me for who I am the Hunter. Others see me as a person who is close to them who died. But you are different you are special. I know you know that is not my true name for I felt before you passed out my true name passed on to you. Fraketeth is my true name and in the olden language that your grandfather taught you it means Armageddon or Death but you can call me The Hunter.

Sincerely,

The Hunter