Y/N's POV

The time was 11 PM in the night as me and Jess arrived at our destination. 8 hours ago we crossed state borders and entered Ohio's jurisdiction. It would have taken longer to arrive if we hadn't commandeered a vehicle. The vehicle in question was a black Pontiac Firebird a fan favourite of Americans during the early twentieth century and I must agree. The seats and air conditioning made the journey to the park quite pleasant.

One things for sure I'm definitely keeping it once we head back.

Next to me was my helper Jess who hadn't said a thing during the trip. You could sense the hostility she was emitting. Perhaps she was still mad at me from our fight before? Hopefully this mission will help strengthen the bond between eachother.

I look ahead as I drive further into the park a large sign appeared from the dense fog. The words engraved on it were in a worn out red.

"WELCOME TO SOUTH POINT MEADOWS!"

"THE STATE OF OHIO WELCOMES YOU WITH OPEN ARMS!"

Y/N: Hey Jess rise and shine we're finally here.

Jess groans as she slowly wakes up putting down her hood.

Jess: Bout time you were taking too long.

Y/N: Well sorry Jessie but american traffics a twat. It's kinda difficult to drive on one side of the road when I come from a country that drives on the other side of the road.

Jess: Okay first off don't ever call Jessie again! Secondly the traffic was ridiculous we were stuck in it for an hour.

Y/N: Oh women please you think that's bad? You should see what the M5's like back in England.

I park the Firebird on an open patch of grass and then exit the vehicle with Jess in tow. The rain fell gently on my face while the call of an owl rang out nearby like a gentle whisper through the night.

Y/N: Let me just get my gear from the back.

Jess: Just hurry up so we can get home and out of the rain.

Y/N: Alright love keep your bloody tits on.

I open the trunk and pick up my knife and my throwing knifes......while being careful not to touch the body of the Pontiac's former owner which layed curled up next to my bloodied weapons with his throat slit.

Y/N: You sit tight mate don't worry once we're done here we'll drop your body in a swamp for the gators.

I close the trunk and place my blade on its hit and me and Jess begin our search for this cryptid who slenda believes is hiding inside the national park.

As we followed the trail me and Jess walked next to eachother in an awkward silence.

Jess:...........

Y/N:.........Soooo I couldn't help but notice how antagonized you look Jess especially round me? Mind telling what's on your mind?

Jess: Mind your own business Y/N.

Y/N: Come on you can tell me.

Jess: I don't have to tell you shit.

Y/N: Maybe your pissed at me because I kicked your arse.

This caused Jess to growl confirming my suspicions.

Y/N: It is isn't it?

Jess: What do you think!? I was pulling out the shards of glass for hours!

Y/N: You shouldn't have broke into my home then!

Jess: I had my orders!

Y/N: Then maybe you shouldn't have followed them!

Jess: I would have had my ass kicked if I didn't!

Y/N: I'm sure slenda wouldn't have beaten you harder then I did.

Jess: Oh my god just please shut it okay? I'm not in the mood for this. We got more important things to deal with right now so can we not have an argument?

Y/N: Yes ma'am.

I say as I give her a mock salute.

Jess: Urgh sarcastic asshole.

Y/N: I wouldn't have it any other way. Us British People are known for taking the piss.

Jess rolls her eyes at me and we continue our trek. Up ahead was two paths one leading to the right trail and one leading to the left.

Y/N: Hmmm now ain't this a predicament? I say we should take the left trail first and then walk back and then take the right trail.

Jess: No you take the right trail I'm going down the left.

Y/N: You want us to split up? But didn't slenda say we need to work as a team?

Jess: I don't need your help I never have and I never will.

To my disbelief Jess runs down the left trail leaving me standing there dumbfounded.

Y/N: SO WHAT IS THIS A EPISODE OF SCOOBY-DOO NOW!?........ Urgh daft bitch. She's gonna get herself killed.

Un-fucking-believable......just like that she fucks off.

Well guess I'm on my own now whether I like it or not.

Welp into the great unknown I go.

No one's POV

As Y/N walked onto the right trail from the treetops a large figured watched the ripper hidden from view before walking out of view and followed the right trail.

Y/N's POV

Y/N: It's a long way to Tipperaryyy! It's a long waaaay to goooo!

Oh don't mind me I'm just amusing myself finding anyway to pass the time.

The trail so far has been uneventful the only sightings on any creatures have been nothing but small mammals and the occasional deer but no sign of any cryptids. So far this mission of ours has been a complete waste of time but still I held my blade tightly keeping my senses hi and my guard even higher.

Y/N: It's a long way to Tipperaryyy! To the sweet girl I know!

I then notice a light up ahead which appeared to be coming from a campsite. I smile and flick my blade around. Seeing that my search has come up nothing it wouldn't hurt to kill some time and butcher some hikers. Even though I'm not in my ripper attire I doubt there are any cameras to spot me and they'll sure as hell be no witnesses when I'm done.

Y/N: Goodbye Piccadilly! Farewell Lester square! It's a long long way to Tipperaryyy but my hearts right there!

And I was right there would be no witnesses.

Because when I got closer to the campsite something had already beaten me to the punch.

Y/N: Oh hang on what do we have ere?

I approached the campsite or should I say what was left of it anyway. The grey tent had been ripped appeared and the campervan next to it was tipped onto it's side. This might have been the work of a large animal like a grizzly bear which does roam the park. But if so why didn't it take the copious amount of crisps, meat and all sorts of campfire snacks left at the sight?

And how would it explain the trail of blood which led deeper into the park?

The trail covered most of the floor around the camp and next to the van was a severed leg belonging to some poor sod whose most likely shaking hands with jesus by now. There was no sign of a struggle meaning that whatever killed the camper or campers killed them in their sleep or before they could defend themselves.

Or whatever did this simply picked them up ended them there and then and carried the bodies into the woods to feast.

Something far more bigger and far more frightening then a bear.

And that's when I heard it..

THE ERIE SOUNDS OF A SIREN.

The sounds of a siren echoes throughout the park the sounds of forest animals was deafened by the tornado siren causing the animals to flee or hide.

The tornado siren sounded like the siren from Chicago which is odd seeing this is Ohio who I believe has a different sounding siren.

I looked around and then to the sky checking for dark clouds or any signs of a tornado.

But nothing the sky was clear but alas the siren still wailed.

Y/N: Alright.....now I'm on edge.

B-BREAKING NEWS TODAY AS THE BODY OF AN UNKOWN BOY WAS FOUND BY THE SOUTH MEADOWS RANGERS DEPARTMENT.

Y/N: HUH!? WHO'S OUT THERE!? SHOW YOURSELF!

AFTER FORENSIC TESTING IT IS CONCLUDED THAT THE BODY WAS THAT OF Y/N L/N! ONE OF THE TWO MISSING PEOPLE WHO WANDERED INTO SOUTH POINT MEADOWS. THEY SAY HIS BODY WAS TORN APART BY SOME IMMENSE FORCE.

Oh how I wish my ears were deceiving me that I only misheard or better yet imagining it.

But know an announcement coming from an speaker system nearby rang out the report of my apparent gruesome death even though I am very much so still.

But it said that two people went missing me and.........oh shite....Jess!

Y/N: I need to warn Jess I don't know what we're dealing with but I won't let it harm her!

Even after our argument I put jess's wellbeing first and focus on her safety. I turn to head back from the trail when I heard the sound of stomping coming from the very trail I just took.

My heart was racing beating faster then it ever had.

The siren became louder as the monster approached while being camouflaged by the trees.

Y/N: WHATEVER YOU ARE I DO NOT FEAR YOU! FACE ME LIKE A REAL MAN!

WELL WELL WELL! LOOK AT DIS TOUGH GUY!

A man with a distorted static like accent came from above the trees. I looked up to where the voice came from the monster pushed past the trees........and my heart dropped.

Standing well over ten feet tall was a horrifying combination between man, monster and machine.

It's body was thin and it's skin was a pale brown.

The beast looked malnourished like it hadn't eaten in week.....but the blood on hands told me otherwise.

But the most terror inducing part was what layed on top. It's head was an assortment of sirens each with large teeth that had bits of human flesh and organs smothered on. It had no visible eyes which didn't seem to matter as the creature was staring down...... directly towards as it and I locked our gaze to one another.

Y/N: You've got to be fucking kidding me.

????: LOOKS LIKE THE GAME IS ONLY JUST GETTING STARTED! STAY TUNED FOLKS!