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(*Just a note, didn't get to name Colton's cousin (s) just yet so for at the moment they are gonna be (?) )

TNW Short #2-

….sitting his coffee down on the backroom table, Colton yawned. It wasn't time to open the shop yet, he just liked being around all the books. This shop rightfully became his after he turned eighteen; even though back then he didn't want it or understand what this shop meant to who he was as a person. The history behind it, was once too graphic for him to know but now that he does, he does everything to track down who took his mom, and who took his dad, who he never got a chance to even know.

Turning on some music on his laptop to fill the silence, he walked around the shop as ‘White Rabbit’ played on the throwback station. Straightening some books on a shelf, a knock came at the front door. Surprised someone would be here this early, Colton finished doing what he was doing and made his way through the shelves to the front glass door.

A figure stood on the other side. Getting a feeling in the pit of his stomach of not knowing, more so as the song on his laptop glitched on some words at the end of that song, ‘...feed your head ...feed your head ...fe--’

Looking back to the door, he removed the shade. A young girl, somewhere around his age, that's it. He let out a sigh. She couldn't be much older than him. “Uh, we’re not open, can you come back later?” She wasn't a regular customer, but any new ones they got was a good day. With just a wide-eyed stare with brown eyes, she stood motionless. Saying nothing,the strange girl walked off. “Huh, ok. Weird. But ok.” Colton said in a state of confusion on what just happened.

Shaking his head, he walked off, fixing the shelves before opening.

~Across town~

“Is he working there?” Dr.Frederick inquired about as she slammed the door behind her. “What do you think? Oh yeah, you forgot to mention I won't be able to go through with the assassination. He looks normal, he looks completely innocent, grandpa.”

Laughing a low and sinister laugh, not moving from the couch, he spoke again, “He is far from normal, my butterfly. Didn't I show you his mother? You must remember-”

“Whatever, yeah. She and some other experiment of yours escaped and blew up all the hard work you had done, you’ve told me that for years. My parents did too. It seemed to be the only topic I ever remember hearing between you all.”

Not acknowledging her, he continued ranting on.

“He is just as deadly as they are. He needs to be put down as soon as you can. It took me all this time to track him down again.” He answered, madness seeping in his heavy accent

“I should’ve killed him as a baby. What an idiot I was to give him to that other one! ”

Slamming a fist on the coffee table.

“Your problem, not mine. I still don't understand why you let one go; or why you just didn't hire somebody instead of using your own granddaughter..”

The night went on slowly for her, come dinner time,Rebecca was making dinner for everyone. Handing a plate to her grandfather, she sat down, the news on the tv talking about another robbery the night before.

Fredrick laughed a crazy kind of laughter as he ate. “See my butterfly, i told you, you would be on the tv one day! Do what i say and everything will come to you.”

Rebecca didnt say much as she, herself ate. She gave a thumbs up.

Reaching for the remote, he turned the tv down as he looked her in the eye. “I got it my dear.” His voice quivering with exciment.

With her mouth full, she answered him, not in the least amused as he alwas has an idea. “Go for it, tell me.” Putting her feet up in the couch.

“You go back to that store. In the room downstairs, they have my time-watch..i want you to get that for me. NO need to kill him.”

“The what?!” She spat out, almost choking on her food.

“The time-watch my dear. Quite simple really. You steal that, your grandpa here can go back and kill him so you don’t have to.”

She stared at him for a few seconds, trying to comprehend what he just said. “That watch hasn't been seen in you said….” “Close to 30 years, I know dear. His mother stole it from me that night she escaped. There's no doubt they are in possession of it now.”

Putting her spoon down, she thought about it. She could have him do this. She didnt want to actully kill anyone. If he went back and did it, that would make it all the better.

She held a fingar up.

“IF i do,grandpa. I get the hybrids.”

With a cold grin, he patted her foot. “Anything for my butterfly.”

A few days after this, Colton, busy with a full house, his cousins working with him.

“Why the sudden interest in this place?” (?) asked, staring in bewilderment at everyone packed in there.

“The only thing I can come up with is just luck maybe? Aunt Chrissy said it was packed similar back when it first opened.”

“Mom wouldn’t know, she was hardly in here. Only a few times after your dad and his friend opened it...But lookit the bright side; more money for us.”

Folding his arms, Colton sighed,” Yeah, that’s a plus for sure. And plus she was always wasted back then, remember hearing about that one, huh?” Laughing as he went behind the counter to check people out.

A sudden rapid round of knocks on the back door was loud enough for Colton to hear with all the noise in the shop. Telling the people to have a nice day with a painted grin, he quickly left the counter.

“Colton! It's Stefano, open the hell up!” Yanking the door open, there he stood, to Colton’s horror, with a gash and dried blood on his forehead and in his arms, the pup.

“What happened to you?!”

“Oh, ya know. Some guy came a-knocking,said he was lost, I told him I was sorry, didn’t know who he was looking for ...Next thing I bloody know? I have a gun to my head as two others came from nowhere and made themselves at home. Michael,he was smart enough to hide this freak in that hidden part in your closet. They ram shacked the place, pocketed what I don’t know oh! and on top of that questioned us and decided it was best to knock me the heck out and just take Michael.”

Continuing his story, Colton hurried behind him, making their way downstairs. “Have no clue who they were, freaks at the best. I just want to find Michael, mate. We have to.”

Nodding urgently, as he unlocked the door as they both made their way down those stairs, the lights turned on automatically in the basement turned room.

“Ok, uh, sit down…how do you feel? I'm thinking here.” Colton said, grabbing the first aid kit from next to the sink. Stefano slowly sat in a chair as he let the pup down.

Laughing, he just shook his head, looking at Colton with glassy, bloodshot eyes, his hair sticking into the dried blood,

“How do I feel? How do I honestly feel? I’ll tell ya.” Leaning over as Colton sat in a chair inches from him, sitting everything on the table, handing him a cold washrag

“Like someone just ripped a big hole in my life, mate. Held a gun, a bloody gun to my head! I could have been killed tonight. But no, they stole everything then take my life with them…and-and I don’t have no clue as to where they are, who they are, or if Michael is still alive or what.”

“Stefano, listen to me. I have no clue who they were either, I know you just went through something horrible..we need to focus right now on you. Can't have you like this if you want to find him. Believe me, knowing Michael, he'd be talking nonstop and they probably kicked him to the curb and we will just find him making his way back to us.”

Both became silent, before Stefano started laughing, Colton joined in. “God, they are in for something with him.” Colton still laughed as he used the peroxide to clean the gash, Stefano flinching as it stung at first before fizzing up.

“Did you see what they took?”

“No, just seen them carry in briefcases that were obviously empty and leave with sagging ones. It was no secret.” Colton listened, fixing a piece of cotton on his head before grabbing the medical tape. He knew no one that carried cases. Not even the ones he's sent to jail.

“You didn't see what they looked like or..?” Shifting in his seat, Stefano shook his head.

“No,mate.They had their faces covered in, oh I don’t know, some homemade garbage mask?”

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering upstairs, made them both jerk their heads. Motioning to be quiet, Colton slowly tiptoed up the stairs, his hands slightly showing sparks of blue. Stefano stayed put, holding the gauze on his forehead.

Slowly turning the knob, the door slightly cracked open. His heart began beating faster. Colton heard the customers cries, he looked down and saw (?) Sitting against the counter, hiding. Seeing Colton, he motioned with a finger to his mouth, pointing with his other hand towards the front of the store.

Colton nodded, mouthing for him to get downstairs to which (?) shook his head no and tried to scoot back more but couldn’t.

Rolling his eyes in annoyance, Colton mouthed it again, a little sterner. “For god’s sake,(?), get down there!”

(?) Stalling a bit, he finally cautiously crawled along the floor, until Colton helped him along; grabbing him by his collar of his shirt and hurried him along.

Trying to shut the door slowly, he never heard a sound until he did.

Jumping onto the counter, the ugliest creature, the glass cracking under the weight. Hairless, only pale grey skin. A creature that walked upon all fours like a bear. Realizing, this was an adult version of the one they had down the stair. A deep growl in its throat as it stared in his direction,its eyeless face had the expression of an animal out for blood.

Slowing raising his hands, ready for anything as the energy crackled throughout them, the creature barked but nothing even close to a dog bark. This was a deep, low bark. Something you wouldn’t want to hear during a stroll in the woods or on the beach.

Out of the corner of his vision, he saw a flash. But before he could react, his back hit the wall hard.

Soon being grabbed by the hair, she was much stronger than he was, given she was shorter too.

"Where is it?" She said. "And don't lie to me."

“Ow! God! Where, what? I don’t know you!”

“The time watch you idiot. You're lucky that's all I'm here for.” Holding her arm across his throat, she held him against the wall.

Colton looked down at her and realized this was the same girl from that morning a few days back.

There was chaos as the customers already there tried to run but were stopped in their tracks by a couple more hybrids.

“I...dodon’t know...what you mean!... God!”

A struggle took place, as he tried to get control of his hands, the hybrids barking, and the girl who seemed stronger than him at the moment.

“The watch that controls time? You have it. Your mother had stolen it. You want me to help you to remember?” She said through her teeth.

Colton’s mind raced as he tried to remenber, he didnt know anything about a time watch. His eyes went wide,knowing thats what those others were after.

An opening for him came as she turned to look at one of the creatures pacing on the side whining. With a free hand, he grabbed her wrist.

Finally letting go with a shout of surprise from the coldness, not from the slight burn on her wrist, she was soon caught off guard as Colton grabbed her in his grasp.

Blowing his hair out of his eyes, he questioned her in a low voice. “Who..are you? Are you with the ones that robbed my home today? Hm? The ones that took my friend? I don’t think you’re going to find anything here.” He looked up with his eyes at all the terrified customers, the creatures standing over a few.

A deep growling from a few directions in front of them and to his right, he knew the hybrids were ready to protect her at all costs at a drop of a hat.

“Call them off, I don’t want to kill them.” He told her.

“Like hell. You tell me what I want, then I tell you what you want. Huh? That’s a good enough deal, isn’t it? And no one has to die.” Gasping, he tightened his grip around her. Her nails dug into his arms, but he didn’t let go.

“No, you’re gonna tell me what you want, who sent you and call those freaks back.”

She stayed quiet, still struggling.

She finally spoke up as she called the creatures back; they all backed off, some pacing,unsure what was going on.

“The only thing i can speak of, is i do not know who went into your home or who took your friend. I am under no obligation to speak of anything else.”

Colton squinted his eyes in anger, shurgging his shoulders, he said in a flat tone.

“ok, have it your way then. But until then, you can spend some time with a good friend of mine.”

“What the hell are you babbling about?!”

She looked at him with horror when she finally understood what he was gonna do. The bright light and the energy from the portal called out to her, not in word kind of way but a silent voice kind of way.

Trying to kick her way free, he kept his grasp. The cold air blew through the portal from the other side, blowing their hair and papers in the area around as if a door was opened.

“No, no, no, no! You-you, don’t want to do this to me...please!” She begged, grabbing his shirt as she scrambled as her feet dangled above the ground to the other side.

Getting pulled down too, he tried to undo his fingers as he tried to keep himself from falling through or touching the edges of the slowly closing portal.

“Let go! You don’t want me to fall in with you! You keep this up and you’ll get us both killed!” He yelled out. Suddenly, he felt somebody pulling him back up.

“I got you.”

With a little help, he got her fingers off him, with a loud thud they heard her fall. Stefano stood behind him, looking over his shoulder.

“So, how long till she gets free from there?”

“She’s not. She won’t be able to...Marc will keep her busy until I figure this out.” Colton said.

Rebecca slowly got up, groaning, her arms and legs full of scratches and cuts from the dirt and rocks. She looked up to watch as that portal slowly closed until it looked like a star in the night sky, until she couldnt see it anymore.

Reaching, she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. Flipping it open, the screen came up with no signal. Screaming out in anger, she threw it on the ground. Looking up, she saw a building, not far from where she was. The only one in all directions. Looking behind her and back to the building, a smug look on her face; she began walking towards it.

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tbwtnw · 4 years

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T.N.W Short #1

( From the second book in the Black Wolf Series. Which probably won’t make it into the final book. Just a way to practice my writing skills and publish any ideas for these characters of mine! )

“Hide Me In the Backroom, Tell Me When It’s Over”

“Come on, Col. You got this.” He urged his self on in the dim light of the restroom. Looking in the filthy mirror, which hadn’t looked like its been touched in forty years, he kept combing his hair back with his fingers that seemed to always fall back down into his face.

The door suddenly opened as it banged against the wall. Colton didn’t jump this time. He knew that it was nobody important. Some old drunk, one that spends his days drowning himself.

Groaning in response to the fifth time he fixed his sweater, soon making his way out of the restroom and into the hallway, dimly bathed in an off red light.

He kept walking with his head down and hands busy itching his arm as he made it back onto the bar floor.

The red replaced with a green, the music blaring still, he sat back down in his seat, Rebecca still waiting for him.

“What took you so long?” She questioned him, taking a drink. He grinned halfway, he replied, “Got distracted by those beautiful lights.” He signed back in response.

Shaking her head laughing, “Why?” She questioned, “Why here, Colton?” Colton, shrugging his shoulders, eating some of her nachos. This had always been their place.

He told her that he just couldn't think of any other place for their second time going out. It was the only place not in their timeline that want even inside of their universe, that they could go to and be themselves.

He didn't want to stay back home, which he told her was very boring. That his aunt wouldn't take it very well knowing he was with the monster who took her friends away from her, that he was seeing his granddaughter.

Rebecca, she took no offense. She knew what happened. She was brainwashed growing up thinking that Colton, his family were the bad ones. The ones to destroy Dr. Fredricks's years of work. His lifetime work of creature hybrids. She grew up thinking that was right. She grew up aiding in his “collecting” of patients which she grew to view as what it really is; kidnapping people, and experimenting on them against their own will and once they were done, they were either destroyed or thrown to the creatures.

Of course, he had been doing that for decades, but she didn’t comprehend the magnitude of the situation she was really in until she had met Colton during one of her nightly runs for her grandfather on the north side of town.

She had gained entry to the only bookstore in town as that’s where she was given instructions to go down into the basement and take the time watch.

The time watch looked very much like what you would think an old-time pocket watch would look like; but with three knobs on each side and in the center of it, dashes for dates and time.

It was a very highly sought after piece that once was said to have had belonged to the reaper of death itself. It alone held the power to travel back or forward in time, to any time of day. It even was said to aid in the power to open the curtain to the underworld itself. How Colton’s family came to have it in their possession, was a mystery. And how Colton, how he and his mom seemed to have the same power and energy as the watch had was even stranger.

She reached for his hand, she nodded. He knew she understood. “God, I feel like such an idiot. You have no idea.” He told her.

“Don’t.” She told him with a very straight forward look. “One of these days, we won’t have to hide out in another universe…. But until we can get that monster destroyed, we can both feel like idiots.”

Unknowingly shrugging his shoulders, he chuckled as he thought about his aunt Chrissy, and how her face would be if she met Rebecca. He couldn’t hide anything from her. At home, he tried his best not to even have a thought of her as Chrissy, she could very well read any thought she very well wanted.

But to break the ice with her, he didn’t want any bad flashbacks to come back to his aunt, he heard stories of Rebecca’s grandfather hundreds of times. How he had taken his mother in exchange for his safety. How Chrissy was the one to raise him. To get him to where he is now.

His aunt had trained him for anything that might come his way. Hell, trained him to do all that she couldn’t. She was still searching for his mom, even after 20 years, she hadn’t given up on her friend; and he wasn’t gonna give up on his mom either.

“Yeah, but until that day, Becca, let us enjoy universe touring, huh?” He smiled, she playfully shoved him as the music changed to the next song on the radio.

Close to closing time, the music muffled and static but still in hearing range, they were both sharing a kiss that night outside, when the lights throughout the bar outside and inside suddenly flickered and went out.

“What's wrong? Its just closing time, Col.” Rebecca told him as he only caught the last sign for time.

Shaking his head, listening to the electricity humming slightly from being shut off bluntly like that.

“No, no. They don't just shut down like this, Rebecca.” He said aloud, relaying it to her, signing to her how Marc never shuts down like this, he had helped him quite a few times shut down a few nights.

The door to the building opened, they both jerked their heads to look. The manager stepped out looking.

“Hey, kids. Did either one of you just see that?”

Colon acknowledged they just did. “Huh. Listen hey, I’m going to go check the breaker on the side, do you mind watching the front here?”

Agreeing to, the Marc hurried off with a flashlight to the side.

Looking back to Rebecca's face, he too had a feeling in his gut that this wasn't just a short circuit.

Folding his arms, Colton slowly walked in a little circle there, she had sat down on the wooden steps.

The air was quiet that night, everything was eerily still, the treetops not budging. Colton took this all in. There was just something about the quietness.

The crunching of leaves, startled him, in turn, Rebecca as she saw him jump, a few sparks of energy formed on his hands until he seen Marc, returning, and with a wire in his hands, looking confused.

A sigh of relief, Colton walked back towards them. “What happened, Marc?” He called out, Rebecca looking over the wires Mark handed over to her.

Rubbing the back of his head, he stumbled over his words, trying to explain. “I-i don’t get this, you kids. We are-are in the middle of nowhere, I don’t understand who would do this…..”

“Oh what,” Colton said under his breath, walking past him, taking the wires from the outstretched hand of Rebecca.

‘I don’t think someone did this; this looks too frayed to be from a knife or to had to be cut with scissors.’

“Do you think your grandfather’s creatures have anything to do with this?” Questioning in a hushed tone, she read what he was saying, Marc, standing back behind them, looking concerned.

She looked back at him to Colton. Nodding unknowingly, she replied ‘Anything is possible, but we’re not anywhere he would know of...he can’t jump time or worlds..can he?’ Her eyebrows arched in a confused way.

Marc stood trying to listen, his back was facing towards the building and the open fields around them, he hadn’t heard the boards creaking.

Colton heard the boards before any of them.

Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion. The creature reaching as it lunged for the man, its single claw outstretched.

Colton going for the unknowing man also. Rebecca gasping, covering her mouth.

There was a scuffle, a blue glow, nails on chalkboard screech, Marc’s screams.

She couldn’t do anything. How badly she wanted to scream to yell out his name, but she did in her head.

She hadn't noticed the other creature. Silently behind her; it slowly raised up on both legs, its jaws slowly unhinging.

Rebecca probably wouldn't have seen it if it wasn't for the cold feeling of fear she felt down the back of her neck...and the drop of saliva that had fallen close to her foot.

No time to react, she had thrown her hands up as a defense only for a flash of blue to cloud her vision and cold air to hit her suddenly.

Shaking she put her hands down from their position, she wasn’t looking at the outside, or the creature anymore.

Colton, panting, got up slowly, Mark on the ground, his head bloodied but he was fine.

The other creature stood there across from them, standing much like a human, its blank eyeless face staring them down as it grunted.

Mark, disoriented, wiped his eyes, only to be met with the dead body of the other hybrid next to him.

The other creature, sensed it was outnumbered, for the time being, Colton, tense, his hands not letting his guard down as they didn't cease the blue energy illuminating from them.

Giving a single, long high pitch squeal it turned and ran off into the night.

Colton, giving a sigh of relief, let his guard down. Turning, he held out a hand to Mark.

“You’re ok, man?” Nervously laughing, taking it, Mark bobbed his head in response.

Patting Colton, he struggled to find the words.

“Well, I can check that off my bucket list…..A near-death experience. Huh.” He said, staring at the dead hybrid.

“Uh, well. Thank you for saving me, Col. You uh, better go find that girl.”

Making a face, he added, “These are some ugly…”

“I know where she is, Marc. You better go home now before more decides to make another midnight run.”

Colton interrupted bluntly, nudging the creature with his shoe.

“Can't you just, pop me in at my home?” Marc wondered aloud, Colton stopped examining the creature, looked at the man, raised his eyebrow.

“Really?”

Marc shrugged, explaining how he didn't feel safe. And he didn't feel like driving back home with these creatures out.

“Dude, I can't just pop people in and out of places like that. That takes a lot out of me….Go and I'll check up on you later before I get back to my time.”

This seemed to satisfy Marc. Grinning, crossing his arms, he nodded.

“Just like your mom, I see, huh?”

Colton chuckled, itching the back of his neck, “Only from what I'm told, I still wish I could find her in this pocket of a universe.”

Putting a hand on the young man's shoulder, Marc offered a smile.

“I wish you could've. You'll find her. I'm sure of it, it's a big universe here.”

Pulling the kid into a hug, Colton hugged back. “Be safe out there, kid. I don't want to come to work and not see you here.”

Colton promised the older guy, to which he soon left him alone out there.

Colton sighed as he watched the car leave, he solemnly watched until he couldn't see it anymore.

Looking down at the creature, he dragged it, heaved it into the building where he waited for his energy to regenerate.

Creating a portal to what looked like a bookstore, he waited till he got to the downstairs of that store, the basement before heaving that creature through with a hard and sickening thud on the concrete floor.

Looking back before going through, he noticed the blood trail from the creature.

’Sorry, Marc. I'll be back to repay you one of these days.'

With that, the portal slowly closed and the room went dark.

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