Gathering Storm by Jess Parry

Licking her dry lips, she glanced up just as the man turned away from the woman . Their eyes met locking, the man smiled wickedly at Siobhan.
    Everything around Siobhan dimmed as only the man before her was crystal clear. Sucking in a breath, Siobhan reached to brace herself against the floor. Her hands wouldn’t budge, looking down to see her hands limply lying in her lap. She willed them to rise, but they were frozen , whipping her head back up she felt panic rising quickly. She could move her head, but from the neck down her body was numb, she couldn’t feel the fabric of her dress or the cold floor. Eyes widening as she opened her mouth trying to scream, but no sound emerged from her.

The man winked at Siobhan, his features distorted slightly , grinning roguishly he showed canine’s extending from his lips. Throwing his head back, barking laughter, he ruthlessly sank his mouth onto the woman’s throat. An expression of sheer ecstasy passed across the woman’s face. Frozen in shock Siobhan couldn’t tear her gaze away. She watched as a trickle of blood ran out of the man’s mouth trailing lazily down the woman’s throat. Looking up sharply as the man let the woman go; Siobhan saw her f a ll limply at his feet.
    He took a step towards Siobhan grinning, his eyes wild; he brought his hand up motioning her towards him. She felt her body start to rise pulling her body towards him . Siobhan wanted to thr ow her self back down to the ground to keep from rising . Fear encompassed her, she willed herself to stop moving, every fiber in her being screaming to stop, she suddenly fell back down to ground whimper ing .
    Looking around for Jason or Sarah, someone to see what was happening to stop it. Siobhan’s eyes filled as fear gripped her. Tears started falling, one slid down her face glowing in the darkness. The man crouched before her , his features distorting as he hissed barring his sharp teeth . Siobhan watched as he started to launch himself at her. Closing her eyes she braced herself for the impact.
    The impact of feeling the man’s grip escaped her as she expelled a whoosh of air as she felt arms tightly grip around her middle & push her away. The sounds around her once again filling her ears , painfully with t he booming bass harshly rack ing against her body after the silence she had just been through.
    She heard the grunt of bodies colliding, as air rushed passed her. She opened her eyes to see the man entangled with another body. They were grunting , rolling around the floor, people scattered as legs kicked and punches were thrown. A glint of silver caught the light, then was gone instantly ; Siobhan heard a crunch followed by a wail of pain.
    Scrambling back, Siobhan hit the wall , pulling herself up; she started walking slowly against it. The people closed around the two on the floor .  The sounds of hooting and hollering rose to a deafening roar as a pool of blackness started pooling beneath the man lying on the floor . The last thing Siobhan saw before the crowd closed out her view, were beautiful bright green eyes staring at her from the stranger straddling the man.
    The music continued its relentless pounding rhythmic thump into her ears, she felt along the wall as she inched her way farther from the group. Her breath hitched in her lungs, her fingernails dug into the soft wood along the wall.  The scent of bitter copper fill ing her senses; she had to get out of there. She didn’t care about where Jason or Sarah w as or if they were alright. Panic closed around her, closing off what little air she was able to take in. Her lungs screamed for oxygen, her mouth opened and closed, but wouldn’t expel or intake anything. The only thought she could clearly keep was run, escape, she had to get away from everything.
    Siobhan stopped as she bumped into something solid. Looking up to see what had stopped her progress. Eyes wild, she saw bright green eyes staring back at her, she felt blackness surround her as