Prologue (1)

Part 1 of The One Uniting – Era of Monsters

Summary:

Drin, a dedicated police officer, leads a life that seems ordinary on the surface—but nothing about it is truly normal! When a bizarre and supernatural case disrupts the city, Drin crosses paths with SMO, a secret organization that handles otherworldly phenomena. After aiding them in the investigation, Drin finds himself pulled into a hidden world teeming with monsters and ancient powers. What starts as a single case soon becomes the beginning of a new life—one that will challenge everything what Drin thought he knew.

Notice:

Person: The persons thoughts-example:

Peter’s stomach made noises and so, Peter placed his hand on his stomach. Peter: I hope mom is done with diner. 'Mom is food ready?’, he asked his mother in the kitchen.

Because I will be posting here you won’t see the colours. Normally when you buy the book on kindle and read if on your handy for example you will see the difference in color.

Story:

It was midnight and ghost quiet. Darkness had spread its fangs over sleeping London, frightened away the sound of cheerful people. And even the animals had chosen to remain hidden. Moreover, a grim cold had settled down in this city. It was full moon, and the moon stood at its highest peak, illuminating the sombre town with its dazzling moon light. And yet, there were places left in dusk. Locations people wouldn’t dare to enter at this dark hour. A mild and cool wind blow wafted throughout the town. And with it, the fresh smell of nature forced its way through the lonely and dry streets, replacing at some random places the thick odour of dirt, mixed with alcohol and cigarettes. And stirring up the dirt at the roadsides. Here and there, a gust would slam against glass and rattle it. Though, this would be the only sound one would get to hear.

In this chilly night, a hulking building was radiating a blazing light, brighter than all the other few buildings which still bored a flicker flame. Its glow was a vivid pink. The radiance was so intense that it bathed its surrounding in pink and even the moon wasn’t left untouched. Here, a man had rented the most expensive room in the best known bordel in London, Hot Night, expecting an unforgettable night. And indeed, this night would get extraordinary!

In a room in Hot Night

The room lingered with a sweet smell. The odour emitted from a little machine next to the open window which was placed ten meters across the door. Kissing swans were engraved in the rosa glasses. The walls were coloured in a deep and light ruby and pink. Furthermore, they had odd drawings on it. Pictures hung on them, images of nude people, engaging in sexual activities happily. There was a two-persons bed located in the middle of the vast room. Right over it, the pink chandelier showered the chamber in a crimson gleam.

At this very moment, a man and a woman were lying on a feather-like cherry bed, winged with bloody red roses, ready to start their intriguing trip. The man gulped when he took a glance at the woman’s thick frame. His breathing was kind of savage and feeble mist streamed out his mouth at each heavy exhale. His dripping tongue hung over his lips. Slowly, he drew nearer to the woman on all his four. When the man had reached her, he dropped his head. His eyes scanned over her voluptuous breast. And his saliva busted on them. And the woman replied with a moan and a flicker grin. Man: I can’t wait anymore! Having performed one last heavy heave, he hurriedly extended one hand towards the tits. The woman seized his wrist and only the man’s finger grazed the bust. She chuckled. She shoved the man to the bed’s border, aggressively and yet, still in a way the man didn’t detest – Why else would he grin? Then she laid on top of him. She locked the man’s legs with her long and thick ones.

‘You like it, miiiiiister?’ He nodded and nodded... and ceased when the woman swung her black hairs behind her slender shoulders. With a smile back on her face, she gently drilled her lavender nails into the hairy chest of the man, causing it to open a tad. Thick, red blood flowed from the wounds of the man. It wandered down his arm, dripped to the floor and sunk into the ground. Due to the dark red colour of the floor, one could hardly see the blood stains on the surface. Some doubts appeared on the man’s face. He pulled his head a bit back. Man: What’s happening right now? Am I in the wrong movie? Or is this just part of the service?

Some seconds later, the woman composed laid her hand on the man’s tight and slowly stroked with her fingers upwards. While doing this, she arbitrarily stabbed the man in his leg who flinched each time and squeezed his eyes shut. Whenever the woman pricked the man, she let out an ugly laugh. After the fourth poke the man bellowed:

'Stop this shit! I didn't pay for such a service!' Just then the woman poked him again. Only this time, she dug deeper with her nail. The man’s face twisted in pain. He thrusted forward with both hands.

‘Mhmh! Huhuh,huh’, his face reddened, ‘why won’t you budge!’ And he tried his luck. Veins snaked up his throat towards the head.

‘Fuck!’ He dropped his arms. Still in faint agony and fatigued, the man’s eyes widened at the woman’s unhuman strength.

'Please, please, just stop it!’, he winced. ‘This is not normal! And what’s up with your fucking force? You’re supposed to be gentle and not like a boulder!' Man: Why did I go to a bordel? This was the most fucked idea I ever had. I should have stayed at home with my woman and family. Is this my karma? Shit, I must escape! He grabbed the woman by her soft waist and vigorously tried to throw her off. His effort ended, again, in vain. The woman opened her mouth and stretched out her tongue. Then she slid it twice over her pink lips.

‘You are surprisingly strong!’, she asserted with a soft voice. ‘I like strong men’, her bright pink-violet mingled eyes flickered with a soft glow, ‘they’re my favourite meal. Man: Meal, did I hear clear? But I am sorry, we must end it now!’ While she was announcing this, her expression darkened. Her already menacing demeanour worsened. Man: Fuck! At the same time, she commenced to tenderly caress the man’s cheeks. She bent over and tasted from the man’s blood still flowing out of his chest, though less than before. Despite his critical situation, the man got a boner. A man to the end! Man: Why now, go down! Oh god! Please! His body obeyed immediately. Thereupon, he sighed weakly. Man: I’m saved! Lucky for him! Who knows what the woman would have done if she had spotted it? This horror thought prevented the possibility of getting another boner. After having a taste of his blood, the woman got up and described with a sexy voice the taste of the crimson liquid, gliding down her chin:

‘Your blood is very sweet! Yeahh, lucky me!’ Clap, clap, clap! But then her eyes narrowed and her lips sank. She tapped her chin trice, then shook her head. ‘You should eat more carefully starting now’, she extended one arm and pointed its index finger up, ‘or you will get diabetes!’ She prodded the man’s nose with that one finger and removed it as she went on: ‘Oh! Sorry!’, she chuckled weakly while replacing her caring face with an expression of mockery. ‘Did I say starting now? I'm so sorry. I think it won’t be possible, because you will die today! Hahaha!’ Man: You fucking bitch! The woman swiped the red and still warm blood gently over her thick lips. In slow motion she wrapped her long tongue over her finger and cleaned it of blood traces. Man: Shit! ‘Even if I may not appear normal for you, I’m still a lady.’ She put on a faint grin and blinked twice. ‘And do you like my new lipstick, innovative, right? I call it Bloody Red!’

Man: How can somebody have a fucked mind like that? The man’s eyes rolled twice before halting at the woman. ‘Please, just let me go. I’ve got a family!’ It was a good try, but it didn’t help. On the contrary, it amused the woman. A shitty and wide grin spread on her face and revealed her white teeth. However, these teeth weren’t something a normal human should normally possess. They were tall, long and razor-edged and besides, an unknown liquid substance was dripping from the tip of the fangs. Man: Shit, what did I get myself into? I just wanted some fun! Is such a wish wrong?

The man stopped thinking, for he had something better to do for now – Surviving! He knew this shit would end ugly for him, unless he got to free himself. Once again, the man sought to free himself from the woman, a lot more violent than at the other attempts. It was now or never! He was like a raging bull, trying to throw off the woman with his hips. The woman each time adjusted to him.

‘Hahahah, we’ll break the bed!’, the woman rejoiced. As the man suddenly smelled something sweet in the air, his body gradually stopped moving. ‘If I knew you had such strength in you, I would have fucked you before!’ And lastly, the man’s endeavour ceased fully. Man: What’s, what... happening? From the woman’s body came a fragrant, rendering the man numb. At the same time, the pain he felt due to his wounds got paralyzed through the odour. His mind turned foggy and the eyes wouldn’t stop blinking anymore, fighting the urge to stay open. The man might have felt no more pain. However, for that he couldn’t move anymore. This fact alone filled the man with despair and fear shot through his body. He couldn’t budge anymore and the thoughts of what the woman could now do to him triggered several heavy gulps. Cruel image flashed through his mind, each worse than the previous one. His eyebrows pulled up, eyelids likewise and his mouth became tense. He wasn’t moving, yet sweating profusely. Man: It’s fucking over!

In the beginning, the man had appeared a little bit fearless or rather brave. Of course, he had been afraid, but he had hoped to be able to liberate himself. But now he couldn’t flee anymore. His hope crumbled and so did the man himself too.

It didn’t take long for the smell to take its actual effect. Gradually, the man started losing his consciousness. His image of the woman began to fade. Yet, her blood thirsty eyes were clearer than ever. She resembled a predator gazing at its trapped prey and indeed, it was the case!