The Golden Rule (BlackTear's Challenge)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sophia lives in a town where the golden rule is to not go into the woods at night, for a tragic incedent years back, but when a stranger comes in the middle of the night, what will happen?

Submitted: June 08, 2009

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If every day was like this, I would be a dead man. If I felt like this all the time, I would probably kill MYSELF. But, this wasn’t a routine. I usually wasn’t in the forest. I usually stayed content in my pleasant town with my pleasant humans. I used to call them people, but that’s before I knew THEY existed.
My name is Sophia, and I live in a small, simple town which is surrounded by evergreens. I think it’s the most incredibly BORING place on Earth, and honestly? I used to think the ‘golden rule’ was bullshit. Of course, I’m now beginning to cherish that rule, since I’m rolling in bushes, spitting blood.
“You must never leave into the woods after six.” Was what everybody had to remember. Legend was there was a town emergency so they had to go through the woods to get to the nearest town, and nobody came out alive. The people that stayed called it a massacre. I called it some stupid people getting lost and scared in the woods, then pissing their pants to death. Of course, you know where I am now.
It all started when a visitor came to town. Where I live, it’s an everybody knows everybody sorta place, so when he came around, what can I say? People where interested. He looked a little older than me, by 5 years or so, and was awfully handsome. His big blue eyes, ivory skin, and the way his rust colored hair fell in curls around his face. He was irresistible. And, he arrived at my family’s doorstep.
It was two in the morning when the damn doorbell rang. My father wasn’t happy at all. “What is it, sir?” I heard his voice grumble to our visitor, the light drizzle of rain in the back. “I’m lost.” I heard a soft voice reply. Honestly, I thought it was a women. “And WHAT does that have to do with me?” My dad hissed. I had a feeling in just seconds the door would be slammed. My father was never to welcoming. Beyond that, I couldn’t hear the strangers voice, but after several minutes, the door was shut softly, followed by soggy footsteps on our hardwood floors. “Don’t get into anything.” My dad warned before thudding back up the stairs, my mom still sound asleep. I on the other hand, felt restless.
The next morning, I saw our stranger at our dining table, my mother questioning him like a cop would for a killer. “Who are YOU?” I said, probably reminding him a lot of the welcoming my father gave him. My mom gasped. “OH, honey! You HAVE to listen to this!” She said, her hands holding her cheeks. “What?” I grumbled, heading to the fridge. Iced coffee was the thing for me at the moment. “Daniel travelled through the woods during the NIGHT! In the RAIN!” So his name was Daniel. “It’s just a bunch of trees. I don’t see how that’s so amazing.”
“You know what happened.” Mother gasped, her eyes moving between Daniel and I. At that comment, Daniel laughed.
The next few days went like this, only more and more people questioned him. How he got through the woods, how he survived, all that stupid crap. Except for some reason, he took to me.
“What is your name?” He asked me the third day he was with us, and it was the first thing he ever said to me. Daniel minded himself, which I liked. “My NAME?”
“Yeah, your name.” He said, looking me up and down. This lit me up. “My name is what I go by.” Daniel only shook his head. “Really, what is it?” I scoffed at him and started up the stairs. “Sophia, but you’ll be leaving soon so you won’t be able to use it, anyhow.” I could feel Daniel’s eyes digging into my back. “Trust me, Sophia. I plan on using it.” The dude gave me chills.
After that, he began talking to me often. Dad started to take to him, and Daniel was being more and more welcomed by the town, but I didn’t buy it for a second. Guess I was right, because exactly a week after the day he came around, I couldn’t get sleep. That day is today.
Laying there, with my eyes just open and staring at the ceiling, I couldn’t find a way to drift to sleep. I was restless, almost like I was expecting something. Suddenly though, I heard a soft shuffle, followed by the opening and closing of the front door. Jerking up from my laying position, I got up and got to my window, watching as Daniel slowly slid off. “I knew it!” I squeaked to myself, dashing out of the house as silently as I could.
The night was chilly and dark, the moon nowhere in the sky. Shivering under my nightgown, I started in the direction Daniel went, and instantly found him sprinting down the road, yards ahead of me. I was quick to start running after him. “HEY, you bastard!” I called, slowly catching up. Daniel didn’t turn, but ran faster than anything I’ve ever seen. Fighting to keep an eye on him, he took a sharp turn, and I knew he had went beyond the perimeter of the town. Still going after him, I took the turn too, my feet feeling the sudden change from gravel to damp leaves. “Daniel!” I called, slowing down to a jog. I couldn’t see his figure anymore, and the farther I got, the more the trees began to stack together. “Daniel?” I said, suddenly feeling nervous. It was quiet. Stopping, I listened to the small shuffles of the forest, unsure of where he could have gone. Then, I felt a sudden pressure on my back, making me drop to the ground. “What the hell?” I choked, wheezing under the mass above me. “Hello, Sophia.” Daniel’s voice hummed in my ear, his fingers sliding under my chin and forcing me to look up to him. He was now white like paper, the big eyes I never trusted shining without light. “Get off me!” I cried, my arms reaching out for something other than leaves and dirt. “Don’t fight it.” He hissed, the fingers tightening around my neck.
Still reaching out, I soon felt a thick stick under my fingers. Wrapping my fingers around the base of it, I swung up and hit him in the head. “Shit!” He cried, letting go and grabbing the stick away from me. Scrambling to get up, he hit me in the back with it, having me drop again. “You little bitch.” He snarled. Standing up again, I saw as he raised the stick, giving me time to take off.
I could feel my back bleeding from his blow. My gown was soaked with blood, and my feet were also beginning to hurt from running without shoes, but what else could I do? “Get her!” I heard Daniel call from far back, making me speed up.
Then, a girl came out of a tree-top. She glowed just like Daniel. “Don’t fight it.” She hissed just like Daniel did, two others coming from behind more trees. My heart beating a mile an hour, I jagged right, though not fast enough to escape from the girl’s knife she pulled out. Feeling the blade slice my arm, I cried out, running faster.
I must not have ran that much, but it felt like forever until I stopped, falling into some bushes. This is where I am right now. Blood is beginning to drip from my throat, and I can’t really see straight anymore. I can hear their voices hovering over me.
“Let’s just kill her.” Daniel growled.
“Oh, shut up. We could use her.”
“For what?”
“She’s a human, you shit. We could keep
her to draw in more of them.”
“Does that mean I need to stay with them?”
“Unfortunately.”
“Fuck.” Daniel sighed, kicking me in the gut before stomping away. So I am now a hostage of these animals. The massacre was true. And now, I was going to start it all over. Feeling their hands grab my ankles and begin to drag me away, I blacked out. Goodbye, humans. Don’t wait for me.


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