SLASH Teaser

It was a cold day in San Francisco, the fog heavily coating the bay and the surrounding neighborhood of cities. Lindia walked the streets, her head covered by her dark maroon hoodie as a light rain came down. Why was she in San Francisco? Because she was going to San Quentin, to see her father. She hasn't spoken to him since the incident in Venice, during the carnival. Now she was eighteen, and wanted to know what she was entitled to as his successor. That and her mother had ordered her too...but that was a story for another time.

Stranded without a ride or enough money to pay for a cab or BART, she continued walking, her stained sneakers splashing through the puddles, illuminated by the lights on either side of the empty street. Her sword was poking out of her backpack, along with her other required items for a journey outside of Camp Jupiter, her iPod, Vanilla Coke, Headphones, ect. She sighed, pulling out the silver iPod Nano, one of the older versions and putting in her headphones. Ke$ha began to play through the worn headphones as she stuck her hands in her pockets and continued to walk. Then something made her pause.

Not twenty feet in front of the demigod was a centaur, laying waste to a jewelry store, right on the edge of Chinatown. Although she wanted to get back to camp as soon as possible, the little voice in her head told her to kill the monster, don't let it hurt any mortals. Against her better judgment, Lindia reached behind her and took a firm grasp of her keychain, then yanking it off the bag watched as it transformed into an Imperial Gold gladius. Charging without hesitation; not a good choice, but she did it anyway, jumping upon the centaurs back before chopping at the back of it's head, and feeling the acid-like blood pour into her hand. Screaming, she fell off the disintegrating monster, her hand in extreme pain as she cursed, alerting a certain demigod in the area....

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Jane had been in the bay, admiring the sights and sounds and...people of the area. Such diversity! Having enjoyed the Asian, American, and Mexican aspects equally. She sat on top of a roof, watching the stars travel across the sky and wonder if Selene was watching, or perhaps her mother? She had never met her mom, Melinoe, but knew she would eventually.

Her face shined faintly, her ghastly pale skin even more creepy and horrendous at night. In each hand she held a bloody machete, celestial bronze and stained from her meal of human flesh. She wore stained jeans with a black shirt and bloody sweatshirt on too. She didn't wear the dress her ex had given her after he almost killed her often, but when she did, she was on a murder spree. She smiled, her eyes nothing but black holes as she looked up into the sky, feeling the cold wind off the bay.

Then she heard a scream. Someone, a young girl by what she heard had screamed in pain, and brought a delighted smile to Janes face. A victim already in pain? A perfect dessert! She jumped up, then began to run towards the sound of the whimpering of pain. Finally, she jumped into an alley and saw the victim across the way, a pile of monster dust quickly vanishing into the ground, back to Tartarus. A demigod meal would complete her experience on the west coast. Walking out of the shadows behind the girl, she got right behind her, then paused.

The girl had dirty blonde hair, a red and blue streak running down several parts of her head. A golden sword lay nearby, we well as a backpack, it's contents scattered across the empty, damp street. Maybe there was some pop in the bag.... Jane thought before she corrected herself and knelt behind the girl, obviously older: perhaps 18, and clapped her hands right behind her.

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Lindia heard someone clap right beside her and jump, a small yelp coming from her mouth when she realized it was the same thing she saw from that movie commercial the other night, the conjuring or something. Slowly she turned, her hand still burnt and hastily wrapped and saw the person behind her. Then she screamed. It was horrible! Her fears slowly turning into reality as she backed away, the sight of the girl in front of her scaring her out of her wits. Was she a demon? A ghost? A demigod? She didn't know, but when she saw the machete she knew that girl was not there for tea: but to kill her.

She attempted to grab her gladius, as it lay only a little bit away from her when the demonic remains of the girl spoke, her empty eye sockets staring into Lindia.

"I wouldn't pick up that...it'll only make my meal messier" she hissed as she held her machete, slowly walking towards Lindia and smirking evilly. "Just don't go to sleep, it'll be the last thing you do" she said and struck.

Lindia knew then she was a demigod, no monster could do that. But last meal? Was this girl a cannabal? She didn't know, but she didn't intend to find out as she rolled to the side, the girls machete grazing her arm before it sunk into the asphalt. She quickly cursed, followed by picking up her golden weapon and holding it ready, looking at the girl as she drew and unsheathed another machete, holding one in each hand. She watched as the demonic figure got into a stance, her face twisted into a devilish grin from hell. Lindia smirked, and although her hand hurt like hell and her arm was slightly bleeding, her adrenaline kept the pain away as she slashed towards the girl. The first slash clanked harmlessly off the girls machetes, to which the girl sneered as she began her attack...

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Jane was slightly impress that this demigod had the balls to stand up to her, and actually fight through her injuries to attempt a slash. Jane sneered though, she would end this rather quickly as she swirled her twin blades, each time it went around she stepped closer to the other girl. "You will die, and I'll feast on you. Demigod" she hissed, slicing with both of her celestial bronze weapons at the same time. She watched as the girl blocked one, but the other hit her below the knee and cause another slight injury to the blonde.

The girl fought through even that though! Jane was more than astounded now as the girl got up and drew a knife, quickly throwing it into Jane's shoulder. Jane hissed in pain, slashing around at the girl faster and faster, her blades cutting through anything they came into contact too. Finally she started striking the girl, her swordplay fast and furious as she alternated her blades between offense and defense. She could feel her blood drip down her shoulder, but bit through the pain as she kept attacking, finally stepping back to see what the remains of the other demigod when she gasped. The girl was....alive! Not only alive but she stood inside some sort of purple bubble. She was a child of Hecate...Jane sneered, looking at this new angle. A child of Hecate...a child of magic. However, Jane had a trick up her own sleeve. She charged, appearing as if she was going to slam into the barrier, making the other girl tense. That was exactly what Jane wanted as she jumped into the air, then landed on top of the bubble with full force, and both blades cracking the barrier. She saw the fear in the other girls eyes and laughed demonically as she kept hacking away at the quickly disintegrating shield. What she wasn't expecting was the shield to fall so easily, and she got a boot slammed into her gut, knocking her back as well as knocking the wind out of her.

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Lindia laughed mentally, her foot having just made contact with the demonic demigods stomach. Lifting her sword she used her other hand to search her backpack, withdrawing a vial with a green liquid in it. Uncorking it she instantly gulped it down and dropped her sword, rubbing her hands together. Magic flickered around her fists before it solidified, making her fists appear three times as large, and three times as powerful. She ran at the demon and swung her fist upward, knocking the girl back and against the wall.

"Lights out" she said simply and pounded away at the girl, punch after punch landing hard blows until the magic wore off, and Lindia dropped the girl. "Unconscious" she guessed and kicked the girl for good measure before collecting her bag and items. She turned to leave, then had a second thought. Who was this girl? Where did she come from? She had a bronze weapon instead of a golden one...and was obviously a demigod... She hastily tied the girls hands behind her back and slung the demonic girl over her shoulder. She would have to smuggle her back into camp...or take her to the cops. She shuddered at the idea of the cops and decided that wasn't a good idea. She would have to take her to camp.

She began to walk, slowly making her way to Oakland, where the camp would be waiting....and perhaps even trouble. It was a hard trip in the rain, to walk all that way while dragging a person with her. She finally gave up, and plopped down in an abandoned store, watching the demonic demigod sleep. Who was she? She kept asking herself as she paced, sword in one hand, Vanilla Coke in the other, she needed the caffeine. Finally, she slumped against the wall and fell asleep, unaware of the trouble she had just gotten herself into.

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Jane groaned as she woke up, her head spinning, and her shoulder burning in raw pain. Her vision cleared gradually and she began to take in her surroundings. She instantly recognized where she was, it was a place very familiar to the peculiar girl; Starbucks. Jane glanced around the empty coffee shop, straining her wrists against her apparent bonds that tied her to a table. She glared, cursing slightly as she examined the other demigod, asleep. She smirked, a plan coming to mind. Now the tables were turned. Feeling the knot with her hands she could tell it was hastily done, easy to untie. She almost laughed at the girls stupidity as she untied herself, then picked up her machetes and sheathed them back. Now to wonder what to do with this magical idiot...

Jane tied Lindia's ankles together, then wrists, and finally tied the girl against the table, making sure she was tightly secured. After that was all done she slipped behind the counter, starting up the coffee machines to make herself a perfect latte. The ordinary workers didn't understand she preferred real blood as a creamer. She smirked as she sipped her coffee, staring at the other girl and thinking what to do. She could eat her, sure, or take her to camp? She was faced at so many choices as she examined the scene-appearing girl. How would she dispose if her? She wasn't sure, but she knew she was at least going to take part of the girl apart. She had to, she needed to taste her flesh....
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This is a teaser for a SSS (short story series) that I'm righting about my character Jane the killer. The first one will be called 'slash' I'm not sure when the first one will be out, but this will hold you over till then. Now if you don't excuse me, Jane and her new enemy are trying to kill each other....

~Xavier Allard, creator of monsters and horrors, and Zach's dark self.

The moment when Lindia and Jane (two dark characters, no less) are put in one story is one thing that I will be looking forward. Awesomely great job, Zach.

Three cameo spots are open! Please apply!

I APPLY MY WIP CHAR PROPHECY!
Shes four but is a daughter of Enyo so shes cruel, manipulative, can fight like an adult, and is the most ADORABLE thing on earth

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Anyways, this is really good Zach! Keep up the good work Bubby! (:

Thanks shorty!!!

If you need more characters...

Bloody from Skul?

Excellent job, Zach.

Owh I missed this one.
I would be happy if you can enter me charrie Terra Miller. She's a daughter of phobos.

I'll try to fit them in, no promises. They might end up in the sequel

Here's janes side, part one. It's still a rough cut


CHAPTER ONE

Jane the killer, once an average girl, but now a demonic remain of what she once was walked down the empty highway, towards the light of a small town ahead. Well, not all that small but it wasn't that big either. She was in the heart of California, on the trail of her elusive ex-boyfriend that she was determined to kill after he had messed up her life permanently. Her ghost-white face lay hidden under her black sweatshirt, her eyeless holes staring blankly into the lights and neon of the town. She had a concealed machete in her backpack which contained the few 'snacks' she had taken at her last stop. A German steel kitchen knife also was on her person, in the pocket where her hands were upon her sweatshirt.

She continued her long walk to a sign at the edge if town and read it through the dim reflective light. "Woodsboro" she spoke to herself and chuckled. "Fun sounding town" she told herself and kept walking. It was a typical California town, nice buildings and well paved roads, street lights ever few yards or so. Jane sighed and nodded with satisfaction, she knew she was going to have a great meal tonight. She kept walking down Main Street, when something stopped her. The smell of fresh blood rang true to the demigod, and she paused, looking around. Why was there that scent so pungent in the air!? She thought as her hand carefully grabbed her knife, taking it out of her pocket just in case. She continued to walk, her empty eye sockets scanning everywhere for any lone stranger when finally they locked onto a young adult male. She licked her lips, already tasting the crimson, metallic blood upon her hellbent mind.

Jane walked closer, knife held at her side and good off, showing her demonic form as with a shrill yell, she jumped upon her victim and stabbed just below the neck, the knife crunching right through the spine, immobilizing her victim as she laughed, bringing the knife up and stabbed down through the skull, the knife tip going through the back of the eye. Jane kept stabbing the dead corpse of the man, again and again a she laughed. This was her sport, her life, her practice for when she came to the one who messed up her life in the first place. She continued to stab and stomp on the skull, blood pooling beneath the body as she stepped back and examined her work. "Soon Jeff....I'll murder you worse than this" she whispered and sat down, eating the body, bit by bit. Then a flashback rang true in her mind, drowning out everything else...

Jane was laughing, dressed in a pretty summer dress, bright and colorful as she appeared normal. Brunette hair and sparkly blue eyes, she looked lovely and attractive as she walked down a street in a small town in Connecticut, her boyfriend holding her hand. Jeff was her boyfriend, an attractive, athletic type guy with the black hair and green eyes that seemed to charm anyone he looked at. He was sweet, and kind to Jane and Jane adored him, loved him. They went to a party, one of there family-friends birthday and felt in harmony together. The party was great, and they were able to sneak into the living room with some soda and an R rated horror movie....

Janes flashback paused as she heard sirens, a single cop car coming straight at the demon. "THE FUZZ!" She shouted and began to run, her clothing and knife stained with fresh blood as she took off down the road, the police following her in a swift pursuit. She kept running though, then when her eyes found a large warehouse, she ducked into it and hid behind a collection of boxes, all marked fragile. She held her knife to her chest, panting hard as she waited for them to pass. However, drowsiness caught up with the sixteen year old and she collapsed up against the boxes into a deep sleep...

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Jane woke in the morning as the employees of the warehouse yanked open the larger doors and the sound if a forklift could be heard as it muscled its way inside. Jane stood quickly and ran outside, pulling up her hood as she ran back to the sidewalk to find it empty, Except a large crowd at a paper stand. Curious, Jane approached them but knew she couldn't go up and get a paper, she was a wanted criminal and a murderer! However, she smirked as she came upon a devious, yet classic way to get a paper. She hid behind a bush, waiting for someone with a paper to pass by....

When someone finally did she dragged them through the pushes and slit their throat, the blood gurgling out of the unfortunate victim as Jane snatched the blood covered paper and read the headline.

WOODSBORO HAS ANOTHER MURDERER!

It read with a picture of her hunched over the body. She groaned, knowing this was going to make it even harder to leave town now that she was being searched for. She sighed and left the dead body as she walked towards what looked like a university. She noticed several kids playing along the walk, obviously not caring about the news, and just having fun. She smiled as she passed, remembering her good childhood before Jeff messed it up forever....

She continued to walk through Woodsboro, ducking into alleys and shops when the boys in blue passed, but other than that she was fine. She passed a pay phone at the break of twilight, when it began to ring. Puzzled, the young child of Melinoe slowly approached the black phone, seeming as if a communications device to lucifer in the fading light. She hesitated for a second, then lifted the phone off the receiver and put it to her ear. "Hello?" She asked, cautiously and trying to act as normal as she could.

"Hello Jane" a voice in a creepy, low, baritone responded, giving the demonic girl chills down her spine as she clutched the receiver tight within her hand.

"Who is this? How did you know where I was? Who I am? Jeff is that you!" She demanded in spitfire, almost crushing the plastic black phone within her grasp as she hissed out the words. She didn't know who this caller is, but she intended instantly to slit its throat!

"One question at a time my dear, and speaking of questions jade, I have one for you" The horrific speaker announced to the demigod, causing her to grit her teeth to keep from cursing at this mysterious caller to get to point. "What's your favorite horror movie Jane? And you better answer, I'm watching you" the caller said, beginning to make Jane nervous as she checked behind her back and to either side.

"Cinderella" she retorted and slammed the phone back onto its receiver, only to hear it ringing again, as if a taunting signal from the depths of hell. She picked it up again and growled "what is it?!?" She shouted into the plastic receiver, annoyed more than creeped out at the moment.

"You shouldn't have done that Jane....now I'm going to have to eliminate you from the set" the voice hissed and clinked shut, only static in Janes ear now as she dropped the phone and bolted out of the phone booth, glancing around the street to find anything abnormal, only to find nothing. She smirked to herself, thinking it as an empty threat when she turned the corner when someone jumped out in front of her, a Bowie knife in hand and began to run at her. Jane cursed and stumbled back, drawing her own knife and began to run. The creature followed her, laughing in it's sinister baritone as its masked face showed no sign of emotion besides the twisted imagination of a ghost.

CHAPTER TWO

Jane ran, not exactly scared but running more to get a strategic advantage over the fellow murderer chasing her. She knew exactly what type of killer this one was from the start, and was prepared to make some wise moves to take it out, cleanse the town. She grit her teeth and took a sharp turn onto a one way street, running into the traffic speeding at her and the mysterious killer behind her.

I vant to know if I should contiue this.

YES!

Ok; so, would you like to help?

Sure!

I can help!!!!!

Then give me ideas

Ideas like what?

Plot ideas

Okay... I'll think on it...