Chapter 8 Circus Part 1

Bright lights and laughter filled the air. The Circus. A welcome break from all the chaos and disaster that surrounded me. Matthew and I had decided that the group needed a little break from, well, everything. In between being attacked by a pack of what Matthew explained were Hellhounds, and the Wight affair, we needed some time to relax and recharge, and collectively decided that a circus which we just happened to be driving past would be the perfect chance to do so. A little too perfect. In spite of what we were trying to do it was impossible not to suspect every place we went to of hiding some big, dark secret amongst all its bright laughter. Xander and I had both been given new mobile phones, so that no one from our old life would be able to contact us. The only contacts we had were Adam, Bradley, Matthew and each other. We reached an intersecting path. "I don't know about you but I'm going to go win a few games of skill," Matthew said, "I think I need to win myself a new portable gaming system," fortunately for Matthew, his superhuman capabilities enabled him to have a much more accurate level of object throwing, so his ring tossing skills were exceptional.

"I'm going to go eat, I need something deep fried and smothered in chocolate at the moment," Xander mused, rubbing his chin.

"Yeah, I think we should all split up, although remember to stay on your guard when you do so, nowhere is safe, especially for us, the little buggers can smell us remember," Adam warned.

Each of us all split up into different directions, I went over to the main tent and walked inside, I was greeted by a repulsive sickly sweet scent. I continued in and sat near the edge of the ring. An incredibly attractive girl around my age walked up and sat a few metres away from me. She had dark brown hair, a perfectly rounded face and incredibly well chiselled features. Think Megan Fox, but better looking. I couldn't help but continue staring at her. I was completely oblivious to the crowd around me. Her smile made my heart leap, her laughter made me giddy. How was everyone around me oblivious to this goddess? Before I knew it, it was the end of the show and the ringleader was rushing as many people out as he could. This stunning creature stood up and began to walk away from me. Intoxicated, I followed. As I exited the tent she was facing me, staring at me with the most beautiful pair of eyes I had ever seen. "Why are you following me?" she demanded. Even her voice was beautiful.

"I was... uh.... well..." I stuttered, unable to form an articulated thought. She laughed.

"Oh I see... You think I'm hot, don't you?" she said.

I struggled to reply "Well... Y-Yes," I said defeatedly.

"Ah, I see, well I'm sure we can remedy your infatuation with me,"she said suggestively, "You aren't too bad looking yourself,".

"I... What?" I continued to stutter.

"I'm talking about hot meaningless sex," she said bluntly.

"I... What? I mean sure!" I excitedly said, I wasn't sure of the spell this woman had over me, but I was obsessed with her.

"Excellent, follow me," she commanded. I obeyed and followed her around a corner and into a small toilet stall, she pushed me into a cubicle and moved very close to me. It was now that I noticed she had a repulsive sickly sweet scent on her, which was biting through the haze of her beauty. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"I'm not sure about this," I struggled to say. Now that I could smell her I could feel a sense of imminent danger. I struggled to push her away but she was incredibly strong.

"Such a shame," she said as she moved her mouth closer to me and kissed me, her tongue prising open my lips, there was something odd about it, as if it were forked or something. I began to feel weak. Sedated. My vision blurred. I struggled to push her off me but all my strength was being sapped.

Blackness closed in.