Charlie's Pov, Present time
Where am I? I zoned back in and remembered. The answer to that is I went to Lory's house. She asked if it was okay to take us somewhere before she went to work. I agreed and she got Jacob and Emma ready and drove us to a house on the edge of town. I had been greeted to the chilly air of early morning. We had walked down a rocky path with bright green grass. Had come up to a house that was littered with colors, unlike my own boring white house. When she unlocked and opened the door I was greeted with a slightly thick, hostile air. It felt weird. It felt like this was a house to be murdered in.

However instead of a crazed, axe-wielding, maniac I was instead greeted by a peaceful, soft spoken, kind looking old man. I wondered who the man was when suddenly Jacob ran up to the old man and excitedly said, "We've missed you so much. It's great to see you again grandpa"!

The man smiled and said, "It's nice to see you guys too. Why don't you guys head inside while I talk to your mother and this new stranger". They nodded and ran inside. The old man walked up to Lory and asked, "Have you found him yet"?

Lory shook her head no and the old man let out a sad sigh. Lory pulled out her phone and swore. She hurriedly told him, "Charlie here is pretty much a babysitter. I asked him to do this job because about two months ago my husband wouldn't stop talking about him. He would never say where he lived or anything but he talked about him finding our son and becoming a 'success'." She turned to me and said, " I wasn't completely honest and I'm sorry Charlie".

"It's alright, I guess". Truth be told I hadn't really been listening that much and hadn't registered what she said. She began walking away.

I yelled out, "Wait"! Pausing her in her tracks. She turned back towards me. I registered what she said and then remembered. "I've noticed Jacob looks a lot like his father. However the only thing Emma seems to have in common is your pale body. So does she have a different father? If it's okay for me to ask".

Lory smiled and said, "Curiosity is always welcome Charlie. Emma is actually adopted though."

"Oh okay", I said nodding my head.

Lory then said, "We can talk more later but I have to get to work, tell Jacob and Emma I love them and I'll see them later". I nodded again as she went off back towards her car. She drove away. The old man waved and I quickly noticed he was staring at me. His grey hair moved slowly in the wind. Dark blue eyes blinking very slowly. He grabbed my shoulder, leaned close to my face and took a big sniff. I pulled away quickly, creeped out and slightly confused.

He smiled and his pupils turned blood red and the area around that turned black. I gasped. His eyes were identical to my left eye. I then came to a realization that this was the family that scientist was talking about. My life had been kinda chaotic that I kinda forgot the promise he had made me. I suddenly felt a horrible monster unleash itself in my stomach. I was hungry. My stomach was so loud the old mans eye's widened in surprise. I asked, "Can I please have some food"?

He said, "If my sense of smell is right then you might not be able to eat normal human food". He pulled out a banana from his pocket. I almost questioned why he kept a banana in his pants but I was too hungry to really care. I peeled off the outer skin of the banana and then took a bite. I immediately spat it out as the urge to throw up overwhelmed me. I figured something was wrong so I took a smell. It smelled horrible but looked fine. I threw it to the ground. The old man said, "Sniff really hard. If you find something that appeals to your nose you may eat that food".

I didn't want to but I was really freaking hungry. I took a deep breath and took a big sniff. What the hell? I can smell so much so clearly but everything smells weird. Oh wait, I found something. The old man stepped to the side and allowed me to enter the house. The smell was faint at first, however as I got closer it slowly became clearer.

I felt myself begin to drool. I didn't think of how embarrassing I must look, I simply wanted good food. I was still on the first floor, when I got to the stairs I smelled the smell coming from a door right next to it. I opened the door in a hurry and let out another gasp. I slid to the floor in shame. The great, wonderful smell wasn't coming from food. It was coming from Jacob and Emma.

They luckily didn't notice me and I managed to slowly back away. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. I spun around to come face to face with the old man. He pulled me along till we got to another door. He opened it to reveal an empty room except for a brown table and two wooden chairs. A white plate lay on the table. On that white plate was..........a human arm.

Blood was slowly leaking from it. The strange thing about it was that it smelled delicious. I grabbed my arm to stop myself from going to eat. However it soon felt like I was being possessed and I couldn't stop myself from walking over to the table, picking up the arm and taking a huge bite out of it.

As the blood dripped down my chin I suddenly realized what I was doing. I dropped the arm back on the plate and fell to the floor. Tears fell from my eyes and went down my cheeks. I felt an enormous pain coming from the middle of my back. The pain caused me to yell. Three enormous, glowing red tentacle-like things burst out. I stared at them in shock before looking up at the old man with confused eyes. He didn't appear shocked at all. "Please, tell me what's happening to me", I begged.

The old man calmly replied, "The children will most likely be occupied long enough until I finish the story. I will tell the story, it is quite the long one however". He grabbed the plate and pushed it to the edge of the table, closed the door, and sat down on one of the chairs.

Kevin's Pov
I sat in the darkness. I was bored now since most of the clowns had left. The only one still here was Mr.Domon. And the info collector I had inside the school. Since they worked for me, it wasn't odd that they hung around here.

Now, Mr. D. I had personally met him while he had taken Nathan all those years ago. I knew how bad of a person he was but I was the devil so I didn't really care. He had been caught off guard by Nathan. I almost considered leaving him to die for letting his guard down around a son he had mentally broken. However in the end he helped me become stronger so I healed him at the last minute.

In order to continue to live he had to promise to cause chaos for me. The wonderful Mire lady helped by giving great money. Eventually she stopped coming and I had to find other people to be clowns too. That's why I found Mr.Smith and Mr.White. Both had gone missing two days ago and I didn't know where either one was. I had been down to one clown so I quickly visited my backups. I was waiting for one last person to show up, however they were always late so I didn't expect much. I probably wouldn't be around for much longer so I only picked those with extraordinary skills.

Just as I was about to give up hope the door opened, revealing a clown wearing a mask decorated with colors towards the outer parts of the mask but dull and blank towards the inner parts of the mask. The mask covered his entire face. He pulled it off to reveal a familiar face. He smiled at me as he said, "Sorry I'm late". I sighed and slid my hand along the wooden desk where I sat. I grabbed a knife that was on the desk and hurled it at him. He easily caught it and smiled again. I simply looked away, still bored. I gently touched the clown mask I had kidnapped Ms.Domon with.

Amy's Pov
The house was empty when we reached it. I was certain we wouldn't find anything here but this was just to assure Dale nothing was wrong. I pulled my spare key out of my pocket and unlocked the front door. However as soon as I opened the door I was greeted by a strange bad smell. It was faint but I still smelled it. Dale seemed to smell that smell too. I looked around the house, slightly disappointed in the house's blandness. Most of the hallways were colorless and there weren't really any pictures. The t.v. had been turned off with the remote laying on top of it.

After looking around for a bit I took small sniffs and figured out that the strange smell was coming from the basement. I glanced at Dale and he nodded. We must've been in some bad cliche horror movie for this to happen. Every instinct in my body was screaming to not go down there. However I calmed my mind, pushed away any nervousness and reminded myself this was my duty before placing my hand on the doorknob and opening the door.

The door let out a loud creaky sound as it opened. I slowly waited for any strange noises to come from downstairs, however the only sounds inside the house was my slight breathing and Dale who honestly looked as worried as I was. I stepped down onto the first step. Dale whispered, "God, could you go any slower? You're making me nervous".

"Sorry", I whispered back. I descended into the reaching hands of the darkness. As I reached the bottom step the smell quickly worsened. It was definitely something down here. The wooden steps seemed to creak even louder when Dale was coming down. I patiently waited for him to hit the bottom step and then glanced around the basement. It was just as I remembered it. Hot, along with most of the walls being like upstairs. White and blank. One wall was almost completely green. As if it had been attempted to be painted but the painters lost interest. My sister was always boring and that no good religious freak she called a husband was no better.

Just thinking about him makes me sick. The things he did to that poor kid. The only reason I hadn't arrested him was because my sister pleaded with me to not to take that shitty bastard to jail. I was completely baffled at her decision, especially because I thought she would leave him after seeing what he could do to his own child. However love always makes people blind.

I quickly pushed my thoughts away and focused on the task at hand. Following my nose I quickly walked past all the garbage scattered around the basement. I came up to a locked door. That horrible smell was definitely coming from this room. I quickly thought of options of what to do but before I could act on them Dale pushed me aside and kicked the door open. I almost yelled at him but that horrible smell stopped me dead in my tracks. I had smelled this exact same smell many times as a police officer. But seeing or smelling it didn't lower the horror it brought. Sitting in this closet was the dead body of one of the missing teachers, Ms.Edith.

I gasped and fell backwards, startled, horrified, and disgusted all at the same time. Dale reached for his radio and almost turned it on but he was suddenly stopped by a loud crashing sound coming from upstairs. I closed the closet door and got up, my shock quickly fading away. It seemed as though Ms.Edith had been hit by something, most likely a vehicle. I however quickly pulled out my gun, being careful not to put my finger on the trigger.

I motioned to Dale to follow me as I slowly walked back up the stairs. I had just gotten to the top step and pushed the door back open when someone lunged at me with a knife. The sun must've gone into the clouds because it was suddenly dark in the kitchen. I aimed my gun at the attacker and quickly fired. I was still kinda shocked from the body that I instantly went for a more lethal shot instead of a leg shot like I normally would. The attacker faltered and fell right in front of me. The attacker let out a truly bone-chilling scream. However it quickly stopped as the attacker seemed to choke on blood. The sun finally came from behind the clouds and I saw the face of the attacker. It was a boy who used to hang out with Charlie quite often. His name was Gunther.

I immediately felt guilty for shooting. Maybe I should have just disarmed him. Oh my god I can't stop sweating. The blood was coming from his throat and he was breathing really heavy. He tried to speak but the light in his eyes went out and he stared at nothing. Then a crazy sounding laugh came from the doorway to the kitchen. I look and see a clown with a burnt mask along with burns all over his body. He's holding a cell phone in his hand, seemingly recording this. He quickly slams the kitchen door shut. I leapt up and ran after him. Dale was following right behind me. I saw a slight shimmer in the air for a split second. Then I opened the door the clown ran into, only to find it empty. I checked to see if he had gone into a different room but he totally vanished.

I walked back to what was supposed to be the dead body of Gunther. However his body had vanished. Along with the blood. Dale asked, "Where the hell did he go"? I simply shrugged, at a loss for words. Dale ran to the basement door and began running down the steps. "Shit", He yelled.

"What happened", I asked.

"Come see for yourself", He answered back. I ran down the steps. When I saw what Dale saw I almost cursed too. Not only was the clown gone along with Gunther's body but Ms.Edith was gone as well. I searched the whole house and Dale searched the surrounding area before stopping. He walked up to me and said"Maybe it's best to not look for the bodies."

I screamed, "WHAT"!

He shushed me and explained, "That clown seems to be badly burned so I doubt he'll get far but he also has evidence of someone you killed. You would just be incriminating yourself. Ms.Edith was most likely killed by someone in this house. So if you follow him and he releases that info not only would you be going down but also possibly that sister you're trying to protect.

"So what do you suggest we do"?

He seemed to think to himself for a moment. Then he said, "We tell nobody. We search the area for a few hours and see if we find him. Otherwise we risk losing everything and everyone we care about."

I asked, "We"?

"If they find you guilty they'll investigate me, and I have too many precious secrets to hide. I am quite handsome however, so maybe I could sweet talk my way out."

"You are so weird".

"But you picked me anyway".

"Yeah, who knew I would have met such a great friend"? He didn't say anything, he just smiled, despite the situation, and I shook my head for a moment.

Cody's Pov
My school has just exploded. What in the world. Nathan didn't even react much. He saw the explosion from a few blocks away but he tried to keep talking to me. When he figured out what exploded he shrugged. He even said, "The more people that die is more time I get to spend with you, big brother. After all, I love you". I was holding an umbrella and he didn't bring his so he was standing close to me. He suddenly turned to me and leaned in close before connecting his lips with mine. I felt my face heat up and I pushed him away. A bit too hard as he stumbled and fell into a small puddle.

I cried out, "I'm so sorry Nathan"!

"Cody, I'm wet. You've got me all wet", He whined.

I chose to ignore his phrasing of words and said, "Sorry but you kissed me". He huffed. I shook my head at how dramatic he was being. I bent down and grabbed him since he didn't seem to want to get up.

"I kissed you because I love you."

"No, you don't. Dad tricked you into thinking love always has to be sexual. Love between family should never be sexual. That's incest and it's wrong".

His eyes seemed to darken as he finally stopped fighting my hand and stood up. He whispered frantically, "You had no problem with what I did 2 days ago so what's up? Have you found a girlfriend or boyfriend? Are you going to replace me like dad did"?

I responded carefully, "The thing to explain 2 days ago is that I don't pleasure myself often and hadn't had anyone else do anything to me like that before so I was too shocked and...pleasured to do anything. I don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend but I want one. There's this person I like. I also would never replace you, I just don't think it would be right to do the same thing dad did to you. After all he kept us separated most of the time when you came back. Then Mom kept us separated after he died."

I took a second to breathe and then continued. "We talked a bit on Tuesday but lost most of yesterday. Besides a few hours, you haven't had true family love since you were five. In reality if I were to ever discover that I have feelings for you, I wouldn't act on those feelings until you learned what real non-sexual love is. Then I would allow you to talk to other people besides me to see if you feel the same way about other people. Then if you still think you love me and if I begin to feel that way about you then maybe we could work out a solution".

Nathan was staring right into my eyes. He asked, "Who is the person you like? Who is preventing me from being with you?

I sighed, "Were you even listening"?

"Of course. I hope you do realize your feelings for me if you have any. I do however wish to meet the person who you like. To make sure your potential lover is good enough for you".

I mockingly asked, "Are you gonna pack my lunch too, Mom"?

He replied, "I just want to make sure if you start hanging out with someone that I like them too. I don't want anyone to drive us apart. So can I just please meet them"?

I smiled and said, "You met them already, yesterday as a matter of fact." I could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to figure out who. I then felt the wind begin to pick up. I started walking since I was now cold from the cold rainwater. Cold and wet. Not a good combination since I usually got in a bad mood from being cold. Nathan stayed under the umbrella, all the while thinking of potential suspects.

Charlie's Pov
I sat down across from him, trying not to look at the arm. The old man calmly stated, "I don't know how god came into creation. However I do know he eventually got lonely. He created a single almost as powerful as him being. However the being eventually became jealous of God's power. Those jealous feelings turned his good power and intentions into bad ones. He and god had been friends when he suddenly decided to betray god. God was furious, so he banished him to a place as evil as the devil's heart.".

I interrupted, "How does this-".

The old man held up a hand to silence me. He continued, "It took God a long time before he trusted again. However, he eventually wanted to create again. However, this time he gave his creations a very small piece of his power. He quickly learned they were quite useless without his power. This creation would be known as the first human. He created another after and this human was female, unlike the first. They were interesting so God allowed them to live with him. However he was fearful they would become like the devil so he eventually made places to live called planets. He then made it so they could no longer breathe in his place called heaven".

He paused to breathe. Then he continued, "Eventually he stopped watching the two for a few thousand years. When he looked back he saw that there were thousands on the planet now. He wondered what these humans would interact like with other beings. So he created beings that were extremely powerful but he also added a weakness so they wouldn't be like the devil. These creatures are now known as monsters. The humans grew much quicker and evolved faster and they soon grew quite jealous of the monsters. So they pleaded with God to receive some power like the monsters".

He quickly glanced at me to make sure I was still listening. He continued, "God however only gave a certain power to the most evolved of the humans. They were given the power to absorb one type of monster. They chose dragons. However these were no ordinary dragons. These dragons weren't like ordinary dragons. These dragons traded their gift of fire for a thing that truly provided for them. Their wings. Their wings could not only fly but could be used as weapons now too".

He continued, "These special dragons that gave up their fire for these special wings quickly realized that there were four types of special wings. The special things about these wings is that the dragons could manipulate them in many ways. However each type is powered by one thing".

I impulsively asked, "What was it"?

"The consumption of humans". I was slowly getting it. He then said, "The four types are known as this, the Strength wings, the quick-fire wings, the shield wings, and the balanced wings. Quick-fire comes from the shoulder-blades. Shield comes from a bit lower then that in the upper back. Strength comes from the middle of the back. While balanced comes from lower than that in the lower back. While the consumption of humans can power your wings, it also allows us to heal our injuries.

"Quick-fire is when the concentration of our special dragon blood is the weakest in the actual wings but it's more spread out in the body. Allowing people with those wings to move fast but they run out of energy too quickly. They can shoot projectiles from their wings. Shield wings are wings that can be mostly used as a shield. They can be used to attack however since a shield has to protect its user most of the special dragon blood is focused on the wings and not enough on the body. Shield users are basically rendered useless if you break their wings."

"Strength users are also essentially the opposite of shield. Most of their special dragon blood is in the wings but little to none is spread through the body. If you managed to get your wings cut off you should eat someone as soon as possible. You eating will replenish your wings. Balanced users have equal energy in their wings and body but since it's so spread out it makes them not as fast, hard hitting or good at defending."

"However those tentacles were what the wings are like while they are in assault mode. Flight mode is what changes them into actual wings. We can discuss why you only have one eye another time. I simply want you to play with the children. I will most likely find you tomorrow, unless something happens".

He didn't give me a chance to respond before he exited the room after grabbing the arm on the plate. I wanted to ask if there was more to the story but I couldn't. I sat there, speechless before just deciding to do as he said.

Alex's Pov, 4 hours later
I sat there, watching what Charlie saw. Suddenly I felt weird. My mind seemed to be showing flashing images. I immediately felt curious so I focused in on the images and memories that I had suppressed came back and began showing me the cold truth.

2 months earlier
Hungry. I'm hungry. Vision...dark.....feeling hungry. Tasty humans nearby. Must consume. I could feel my body desperately trying to resist but I was too hungry. Oh well. Dad made me a cannibal. I'm strong now. Must......Charlie.....letter. I see my mother walk into my room. She smells delicious. I need a bite. I feel myself fully lose control as I lunge at her and begin my meal.

About 30 minutes later
I regain my senses. I'm covered in blood. My mother's head lies in front of me with a pained but calm expression. Did she realize I had lost control and gave herself to me willingly? Her clothes are lying in pieces all over the room. I felt horrible that I had just eaten my own mother and found her delicious. I quickly jumped in the shower. I had just come out when I saw my letter to Charlie about my feelings. I'll go to him so I can stop thinking about what just happened.

Charlie's Pov, Present day 4 hours later
Lory came back. She took us back to her house. I said my goodbyes so I could have time to think over the info I had been told. I was walking back to the house and I had gotten to the front door when I heard loud crashes come from inside the house. I opened the front door. I was greeted by a clown with a mostly white mask with red lines going down the mask. A green spot was on his right cheek with a number 1 in it. He had a bat in his hand. The same bat that had almost smashed my head in about 2 days ago. I recognized that bat. It was a bat dad had gotten from grandpa a long time ago.

A bunch of questions swirled around my head. However what I saw next confused me even further. My mom was sitting in a puddle of blood. My father stood above her with a gun. I was so shocked, I hadn't even gotten over earlier yet. Suddenly, the clown lunged forward and swung the bat upside my head. My glasses flew off. Pain and dizziness overwhelmed me. I tried to refocus but I soon felt the bat hit me a few more times as the world went black.

About 30 minutes later
Smoke. That was the first thing I smelled. I opened my eyes and saw a world of color greet me. The beautiful but deadly flames of fire. I close my eyes again as I see the clown walking towards me.

6 hours and 30 minutes later
I slowly woke up and got used to my surroundings. As the blurryness of my vision went away I noticed there was more fog than earlier. It was really dark and I could barely see anything and couldn't tell where I was. I sat up, scared, confused, and with a small hope of today being a dream. I began walking, unsure of where I was walking or where I was.

Alex's Pov, 59 minutes later
I had gotten used to the pain and was currently waiting for the last minute to go by. I was just bored right now. I had been starved, beaten, mocked, mentally broken, and irritated by this man who had on a mask from the Jason movies. For the last few hours I hadn't really felt any pain anymore. Perhaps I had been tortured too much and I was now less receptive to pain. I simply wanted to bring this man pain and I couldn't wait. I counted down the seconds until 12:00 am. 3, 2, 1.