The Horror In Me

Chapter 2: Over the shore

Midnight was approaching but Alissa could not find the strength to go back home. Her family knew she could take care of herself if need be, but the thought that no one had come out to find her made her heart just a little heavier. She stood and walked towards the shoreline.

Kenzie sat and watched as the calm waves pushed against the shoreline. He noticed that the blonde girl he had previously noticed was now making her way to the shoreline. He continued to inspect his necklace just before he looked up again to find that she had vanished. He became curious, so he then proceeded to make his way towards the bench.

Alissa held her breath. Floating above the surface of the water, she dived deeper. The deeper she went, the more her thoughts seemed to fade. She was not able to tell whether it was due to the lack of oxygen or her inner voice finally finding peace within the waters. Either way, she dove deeper.

As he approached the bench she left, he found what seemed to be a pair of shorts and a tank top neatly folded and placed as if to fill her absence. Kenzie could tell that the clothes belonged to her, he just was not sure of where she had disappeared. He quickly picked up her tank top as he inspected the coast before glancing over the water. He felt as though something were drawing him into the sea.

Alissa held her necklace tightly as she came to a halt. She couldn't make out anything 3 feet from her, so she decided this was a better place than most to drown her sorrows. She curled herself into a ball and let the air escape from her lungs.

Bubbles appeared onto the surface of the water. Whoever she was, she was down there and she just ran out of oxygen. Panic enveloped Kenzie as he began his sprint towards the water.

Alissa began to float towards the surface of the water. She guessed that this was it for her. She started her swim towards shore. The moon pierced through the water and then she wondered what it would be like if she just stayed. Part of her wanted to stay.

Just as Kenzie reached the shore he saw the water ripple abnormally. Fear froze him in his spot. He closed his eyes and a look of shock enveloped him. He then opened his eyes.

Alissa emerged, with half her body still submerged in the water. She slicked her wet hair back. It reached just above her shoulders. She opened her eyes to find a random stranger staring at her. He was handsome, she thought. A tall, light-skinned man. He was thin but athletic. The veins on his skin were so visible, you would confuse them for tattoos. She glanced at her tank top in his hands and anger enveloped her. She covered her breasts and stormed towards shore.

She was angry, Kenzie could see that from afar but he wasn't intimidated by her. Rather than that, he was oddly attracted. He watched her approach. She was slender, with a small waist but large hips. Her collar bones seemed to pop from her body. Her black panties only complimented her hip divots. She had the most beautiful blue eyes. She was beyond beautiful. Who is she? He thought to himself.

Alissa was only a few feet away when, instead of turning tail and running, the man stepped forward to meet her. She was a bit startled by it but remained determined. Just as she was about to scream profanities at the top of her lungs, he kissed her. It threw Alissa into a panic.

Kenzie was no longer thinking straight. He wanted her. He couldn't recognize the lust in him because he had never experienced anything like that. She pulled away from his embrace.

Alissa just stood there, the anger in her dissolved into confusion as she stared at the random man before her. She grabbed her shirt from him and began walking away from him. She felt his hand around her arm. She felt a warmth around her neck.

Kenzie couldn't let her leave. He had to find out why he suddenly felt this way.

"Come with me." He whispered in a low tone.

Alissa thought he was insane, the warmth around her chest began to grow but she just assumed it was her temperature rising due to her anger. She pulled away hard and stared into his eyes. It was as if they were gray oceans. They seemed to pull Alissa in. Then she began to wonder, what if she did stay?

She turned and kissed him. It wouldn't hurt anyone to spend only a night, she thought. She felt him fall to the ground and she followed.

Kenzie's blood rushed. He could feel a sort of adrenaline, blurring his vision. He felt his erection grow as they kissed, lying on the sand. It touched her. She pulled away to investigate what was happening below them. She saw him erect. That was the first time that night that Kenzie felt timid. He felt a slight warmth against his chest.

Alissa placed her hands under his shirt. She slowly guided them up his abdomen and towards his chest. She pulled his shirt off to find what she had expected. He was athletic. The muscles in his body, though thin, were visible. She saw a birth mark dead centered between his collar bones. Her first instinct was to kiss that spot.

Kenzie's mind was fluttering. The odd feeling in his stomach grew as she continued to kiss her way down to his abdomen. She sucked at his skin, creating loud popping sounds. He felt her right hand slide down his body, towards his pelvis. She unzipped his jeans. His heavy breathing grew as her hand made its way in. The only thing separating their contact was his underwear.

Alissa could hear his heartbeat. A fast, loud thumping that she began to confuse as her own. She could feel his body heat from under his jeans. She wanted to see it. She felt him sit up before she could.

Kenzie pulled her up and sat her on his leg. He could feel the body heat from below their waists.

She cupped his face and stared into his eyes. She was close, Kenzie could feel her breath on his lips.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

Kenzie looked down at her exposed n*****s. Using his left hand, he cupped her breast and guided his mouth to the other. He began sucking, as he fondled her other breast. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck.

It felt good, Alissa thought to herself. Every time he sunk her teeth into her, she let out a soft gasp. She could feel Kenzie's erection against her pelvis so she started grinding.

Her sudden movement startled Kenzie but he continued. He could feel the determination in her as she pushed him back into a seated position. Kenzie let go of her breasts and stared into her eyes. They were a glistening blue. She smirked and made her way downwards. She pulled his pants down along with his underwear and there she saw it. His full erection. It looked large, about 6 inches to her. She let her fingertips run along his shaft. She heard soft moans escape him as she did so. A dark part of her wanted to play with the stranger. She pulled herself up to his ear and held his shaft in her right hand. She began her hand movements.

Kenzie could feel her around his girth. She felt oddly experienced. She moved her hand up and down his shaft.

"I can hear your moaning. That means it feels good, right?" She whispered into his ear. Kenzie didn't reply.

"Are you shy? Isn't this what you wanted?" He still gave no reply. His eyes remained closed.

Alissa was slowly getting hotter. She could feel his heat against her chest as well as in her hand. His moaning was getting louder and everytime she played with his head he let out a soft grunt. She wanted to feel pleasured. She stopped her movements. He opened his eyes and looked at her.

"I want you to devour me." Alissa whispered before she shifted her weight off of him. She guided her pelvis above his head before looking down into his eyes with a smirk. He shifted her panties to reveal her beauty as he closed his eyes and began licking at her entrance. She moaned softly. He moved his tongue up to her c**t and back down again in repeated motions.

She moved her pelvis to match his motions as Kenzie ran his tongue along her vulva. It was not long before he could feel she was about to climax, he could taste her sweet nectar as she dripped down his chin. He stopped his motions and went straight for her bean. She gasped before letting out a long sigh. She sat on his chest, breathing heavily.

"That... felt... good." She said. Alissa felt a warmth in his chest.

Kenzie stared. He couldn't shake this unyielding feeling in his stomach. Without warning, he shifted her weight off of him. He pulled his pants up. She was startled but just before she could question his action, he lifted her off the ground and into his arms.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked. Kenzie continued without reply. He went towards the back of his store where a set of stairs came into view. He walked up.

"Is this where you are staying?" Alissa asked as they walked through the door to reveal a small apartment. There were no walls separating the kitchen from the odd combination of a living area and a bedroom. Only a door which Alissa assumed led to the bathroom. He walked past the kitchen towards his bed. Alissa scanned the rooms. It was oddly clean.

Kenzie threw her onto the bed. "Well, aren't you a little rough." She said as he pulled his pants down. Kenzie stared at her and she stared back. Slowly she crawled towards him and tugged on his underwear, revealing him again. She grabbed his shaft and placed his tip against her tongue. Slowly she began moving her hand up and down. She placed her lips on the tip of his head and slowly moved her head forward until she had his entire head in her mouth. Kenzie groaned. He placed his hand on her head and guided her deeper. He could feel her tongue swirling around him. He was twitching in her mouth and moving rapidly. She could tell he was about to c*m.

Alissa pulled away. She didn't want the night to end that way.

She lifted herself to his ear and whispered, "I want you inside me."

She laid flat on his bed, lifting her legs as if to tempt him. Kenzie shifted forward to her, kissing her while her hand found its way around his shaft. Kenzie shifted her panties to reveal her vulva once again. She guided him as he moved his pelvis towards hers. She exhaled as the tip made its way in. Kenzie felt her warmth slowly envelope him. He pulled back, slowly, before going deeper once again. With each thrust he went deeper and deeper until finally she had fully accepted all of him. She gasped.

Kenzie held her legs for balance. He started slowly, but with each thrust, he grew faster. He was rough, pulling until the tip of his shaft and ramming to his base. She clawed at the skin on his back. Sounds of panting and moaning, grinding and wet slaps filled the room.

He could feel her tightening around him.

She could feel him twitching inside her.

Kenzie looked into her blue eyes and kissed her, she accepted him and wrapped her legs around his lower back. He rammed as hard as he could. He felt her tighten around him, pushing him over the edge. He poured all that he could muster into her and she received him with zeal.

Kenzie laid on her, both breathing heavily.

No words were exchanged.

Moments passed. He shifted his weight off and laid beside her. He looked at her tired body. She looked just as beautiful as when the night began. She glanced over at him.

"What's your name? I realize now I'm in your home but don't know your name." She couldn't understand why he wanted her but she at least wanted to know that much. Just before the night ended.

There was a short pause before he replied, "Kenzie Pillay. And who might you be?"

She shifted closer and stared into his grey eyes once again.

"Alissa Kensworth."

I woke up and turned to look at Kenzie sprawled next to me. His hair was untied and his crotch was exposed. I wondered how I could've slept with him. I got up from his bed and reached for my panties, sliding them on while glancing throughout the room for the rest of my outfit. I realized at that moment that I had left it on the beach.

"Fuuuuuck." I whispered. I looked around his room for anything which could serve as a temporary solution.

I walked towards his wardrobe, opening to find an auspicious number of sleeveless shirts. I found a short sleeved shirt and a pair of shorts and made my way towards the door.

Just as I reached my hand out for the door, I noticed the notch in my neck was still warm. Grasping my now radiating necklace, I looked back at Kenzie as he lay, he shifted. I decided to think about it further when I was gone. Kenzie groaned a little as the door opened but remained asleep. Sliding through, I made my way to the bench. It was late morning, the sudden amount of light was blinding. I scanned the beach for my clothes. My pants were no longer on the bench and the shirt was missing from the shoreline. Beach cleaners must've got to it before me. Cursing my lack of self-control, I began my walk back home.

"Ugh, I hope he isn't there."

As I arrived at the large mahogany doors, I said a final prayer. I opened them and immediately looked for his boots. They weren't present, so I assumed he wasn't as well. I sighed a breath of relief, silently closing the door behind me. I walked past the long hallway. I needed desperately to get out of my clothes. Just as I held my hand out to open my door, I heard a noise in my room, a rustle. I hesitated but braced myself for whatever was waiting for me on the other side. Slowly creaking them open, I peeked in to find my little brother sprawled across my sheets. The scene looked awfully similar to this morning's. I thanked fate for this version being censored with clothes. I walked in and slammed the door. He sat up, a slight drip of drool falling from his chin. I knew immediately that as soon as he was gone I was burning the sheets.

"Just... why?" I asked.

Arthur grabbed his glasses from the side table.

"You were missing last night. I didn't know where you went so I wanted to make sure I didn't miss you." He said, wiping the drool off with the sleeve of his shirt. Men really were disgusting creatures.

"Get out please. I have sheets to burn 'cause of you." I said, walking towards my wardrobe.

"Wait a minute, where'd you go last night?" He scanned my clothes and realized, "And why are your clothes... not yours? Did you go to see Viktor?" Even half asleep, he was annoyingly curious.

"No I did not and if you mention any of this to him or dad I will slit your throat and step on your glasses." The first threat was to intimidate. The second threat was true. I had done it before.

"So there's someone new?" he said. I shot him a look.

"If stares could burn, half my head would smolder." He said. "Dad left for work. He assumed you had gone out on another bender." Okay, admittedly, I did have a phase for the first year of living here but I have already got over it.

"I won't tell him, but you have to be open with me." He said.

I sighed. He really did only want to protect me.

"There isn't anyone. They're just clothes I borrowed after mine got messy." I lied. "Someone puked on me. Don't worry, I puked on them too." I knew he only wanted to protect me but I was good enough to protect myself. He gave me a look before standing to leave the room.

"I'll trust you, but if you end up dead in a shady alley I won't mourn you." He said just as he left.

I sighed as he left. He was a troubled little kid but he cared. I changed my clothes.

It was late afternoon now. I looked at my phone on the side table. It showed it was 6pm. I laid on my bed, thinking about the events of the previous night. It felt silly to think about, but the ridiculousness made me laugh. It was stupid. I had s*x with a man I met on the beach. Not only that, I had s*x with a man that wore sleeveless shirts. I chuckled.

"...It felt good to escape though."

I held the necklace in my hand, it was cold now. Maybe father was lying. Maybe the necklace just didn't work as truly as we believed. I stood to search for my brother. As I made my way into the hallway, I took another careful look at the house.

There was an entrance, then two doors opposite each other. The doors belonged to me and my brother's rooms, mine on the left and his on the right. The hallway led into a combination of a living area and the kitchen, with the kitchen on the left and the TV on the right. It was considerably large but what caught my eye the most was the door near the TV setup. The door led into father's room. Me and my brother tended to avoid it not because he told us so, but rather because we just had this odd suspicion that his other trophies were waiting for us.

Arthur, now sitting in front of the television, looked at me. I noticed him scanning my clothing.

"I can burn the other clothes if it makes you happy?" He said. I scoffed at him and went to sit by his side.

"Do you remember what special gift father said this necklace has?" I said while holding it out for him to see.

"If memory serves, he said that it will radiate when you're near your next "hunt" but I doubt the thing will ever be used." He said while surfing random channels. He stopped on the news. I had never met a 14-year-old boy who would news rather than clips of people hurting themselves. "Why do you ask?"

I fiddled with the necklace. "I just thought it was odd that he waited so long to hand it down." I wasn't this compulsive of a lier, but telling my brother that I had met an Ancient last night seemed out of question. More so telling him that I slept with one... At least that's what I thought had happened.

He gave a side eye before continuing about his business.

The day passed slowly, but the only thing on my mind was him. It made no sense. Could he really be an Ancient? How did I not notice my necklace basically burning a hole in a chest? How was my first fling with an Ancient? The self-interrogation earned me a headache. I decided to lie down. I stood to retreat to my room.

"Hey sis?" Arthur called out before I could leave the room. "Don't get yourself killed."

I gave him a dry smile before returning to my room.

As much as we hunters succeeded in hunting Ancients, there were moments where even the most skilled were left in body bags due to underestimating their opponents' abilities. All ability users varied. Powers rarely repeated and, because of that hunters had to always come fully prepared with their own equipment. Anything could happen and if something were to go wrong innocent blood would be on your hands. That's why hunts took months, some of the harder ones taking years of preparation.

Though the work was difficult, it was also rewarding. In the highly likely case of death, your family is to be provided for. Housing, daily living, even if their children choose to leave the family legacy and pursue work elsewhere. The benefits of death my father called it.

I let my mind wander. If this necklace was as accurate as father said, and Kenzie was an Ancient, then what was his ability? It could be one of the higher threat level types: space/time distortion, elemental control and telekinetic abilities were good examples.

The common thing about high threats was that they could be used offensively in combat.

Then came mid-level threats: body morphing, super strength/speed and immortality and reincarnation.

Hard to kill but easy to prepare for.

Then the low-levels: psychic abilities, high intelligence and increased abilities.

They fell well into society. Barely noticeable.

There were special types as well. Those that had no specific category. Those were usually the reasons why good hunters died, but they were too rare for my kind to document. The usual rule was to categorize them before engagement.

Kenzie didn't seem like much. Maybe his ability was seduction. A kind of aphrodisiac was released from him, resulting in what happened last night. It would make sense why I was so impulsive, but part of me dismissed that theory. I then found myself thinking about him. He seemed idiotic, inviting a complete stranger into his home. But from his looks he seemed rather different... I cupped the necklace in my hand.

*Knock knock knock.

Someone was at the front door, which was odd. No one had reason to visit. I assumed it was Viktor coming to announce his new trophy. As I went to the door, I turned to see Arthur peeking out of his room. I shot him a warning glare before opening the door.

A large woman stood in front of me. No large was an understatement. She towered me. She was tan with dark hair and green eyes. She was muscular with tattoos extending from her lower right arm up to her neck. She wore glasses and jean shorts paired with a sleeveless shirt. I had a moment of deja vù.

"Hi there young lady, sorry to bother so late in the afternoon but I am looking for a..." She looked at a crumpled piece of paper."Liss Worth. Do you happen to know her?"

I was dumbfounded. It seemed like an odd coincidence but then again, it could be that there actually was a Liss Worth living nearby.

The necklace began to radiate.

"I may not be a Liss Worth but I think I'm who you're looking for."