Chapter 1

1. A strange looking being appears in a Trans Am to the body shop. A concerned customer named Freddy discovers her and terror appears when he senses her power. Now he's seeing terrifying things from a message spelled out in coffee floating to mid air, to witnessing what Charlotte does to humans when they display an act of bullying.

A few weeks ago the body shop opened up in town between Main Street and College Road. It was a shop that everyone could bring in their car and works on it or get it costumed. After the day it opened, a strange person driving a red and blue 1973 Pontiac Trans am firebird into gate 16. It didn't seem to look human inside, but it showed it outside as 23-year-old Freddy Barnswerth could see through the driver's window. Freddy drove a rusted, broken down Plymouth hemi 'Cuda that he'd recently bought from a retired old lady that used to be in the air force back in the 1920s. Freddy kept his eye on whatever the new customer was. He didn't know what it was or how he could explain it. The strange human stepped out wearing a black long overcoat, with women's high heal boots and dainty little fingers. Freddy stared at the stranger as his blood ran cold. Very gradually, the stranger got out of the car and closed the door. The stranger was wearing a blue bandana and sunglasses, she removed the sunglasses and there were two white eyes glowing straight at Freddy. Gravely, the stranger turned toward Freddy's frozen body and said;

"Might, you know where the office is?"

Freddy felt like screaming, but it felt like deep inside him, there was something that was keeping him from screaming or trying to scream.

"I...it...it's up there...near gate 1." Freddy choked out.

"Thank you." The stranger said.

Then, with a blink of an eye, the stranger was gone as if it were a ghost...quiet, motionless, and fast. Freddy watched the stranger ghost through the doors of Mr. Kellup's office, giving him quite a scare. Mr. Kellup explained the rules;

1. No smoking, if you want a smoke, goes outside in the yard.

2. Place all tools where they go.

3. Clean up any spills around the area.

4. Bullying is not allowed.

Freddy shivered as the stranger magically made 46 dollars appear from the hand and lay in down on the desk for the payment. The stranger then ghosted out of the office and as the stranger walked to Gate 16, tools automatically begun to fly and place themselves on a soft blue towel. Everyone was staring and murmuring under their breath questions like "Did you see that?" "How'd she do that without..." and "What's going on?"

Freddy placed his hand on his heart to see if it stopped from all the mysterious horror that was happening to him so fast. The stranger then came up to Freddy curious at first and said;

"I smell your...fear..."

Freddy swallowed hard and went to get a cup of coffee to help him feel better. There was a voice that felt like it was following him.

"Coffee won't...sooth you...no matter how many cups you have..."

Freddy looked behind him, he only saw the stranger working away on the motor. Something scary was going on and Freddy didn't like it.

As Freddy went to get a styro-fome cup to fill up, he saw Mr. Kellup talking to the stranger. Freddy sighed and told himself to calm down and have his cup of coffee already. Without paying attention, he accidentally overfilled it and coffee spilled on the floor...or it was about to until it was suspended in mid air. Freddy witnessed the floating coffee stand still for a minute and then it begun to spell out a message that clearly read out "I AM A LADY CHANGELING, FEAR IS SILENT" Freddy gasped in horror as the message dropped on the floor. Mr. Kellup came up behind Freddy to get himself a coffee.

"Are you finished getting coffee yet?" Mr. Kellup asked giving Freddy a scare.

"Yeah...um... let me just clean up this mess before it gets sticky." Freddy said as his heart pounded hard in his chest.

 Freddy got a paper towel and wiped up the mess.

"Did I scare ya?" Mr. Kellup asked.

"Little...but did you see what happened? There was coffee floating in the air and it said something...and that something said 'I am a changeling, fear is silent.' I'm telling you the truth, Mr. Kellup. I saw it." Freddy said.

Mr. Kellup stared at Freddy for a while. He looked at the wiped-up coffee and back at Freddy.

"Maybe you went into a flash forward." Mr. Kellup said. "Ya know like a Deja vu."

Freddy rubbed his throat and went outside to calm down. Perhaps the warm sunshine and fresh air would help him calm down.

'What did that message mean when it said fear is silent?" Freddy thought to himself as he had a seat on a large wood stump.

As Freddy thought, Mr. Kellup came out with his coffee and sat next to Freddy.

"Ya know, I've been thinking. Since I need help keeping this shop running, I thought it'd be nice to help me clean the bathroom; keeping a fresh roll of toilet paper when it's gone, cleaning the toilet clean, keeping the sink and mirror clean, and emptying the trash. I've already put Charlotte, ya know, the new customer in charge of night guarding since she looked like the right person to be on guard, like a guard dog...a demon on guard ya know what I'm saying." Mr. Kellup said.

Freddy started panting in terror.

"You...you mean that...that...THING! Why...Will I be working with her?" Freddy asked.

"No, that all depends if you have time to clean the bathroom. If you forget in the daytime, you can always come in at night and clean it. Charlotte won't mind you being there." Mr. Kellup said.

"I sure wouldn't want to clean the bathroom at night. I'll do it, but I think you need to know, that I don't think Charlotte is a human and that bothers me...no, it scares me to think whatever she is, she isn't a human being. I saw her ghost through your office and the tools flying as if they had a mind of their own." Freddy said.

"You'll get over it, and feel comfortable around Charlotte sooner or later." Mr. Kellup said.

Then, Mr. Kellup got up and walked inside. Freddy sat outside for 15 minutes by himself. He didn't think anyone would be outside, but he was wrong. There was someone that was outside! Freddy felt a shill down his spine and he shivered. He wondered why he felt cold even though it was clear sky and it was summer. Freddy turned his head and saw Charlotte. Freddy's blood turned cold again. Charlotte was looking for an extra part in the car part dumpster. Freddy stared at her trying to figure out what was so scary about Charlotte that made him tense up with fright. As, Charlotte frantically looked in the dumpster, she sighed in frustration. Steam poured out her nostrils when she had sighed as she kept looking for the part she was looking for.  Hubcaps, bolts, pistons, nuts, headlights, and mufflers were only there. Charlotte growled as if she were part tiger in frustration. Charlotte quickly went for a dive making it all fast for Freddy to see how Charlotte was able to dive into the dumpster. He tried to replay it all in his mind in slow motion. He closed his eyes and replayed what he had seen. First, there was the growl that wasn't human. Second, there was the leaping up. Third, came the motion downward and last, was the dive. Freddy still didn't see how Charlotte did that. When Charlotte got what she was looking for, she ghosted inside.  Freddy gulped down his fear and sighed. In a minute, Freddy went back inside to work on his car. Freddy got tools he needed to fix his car and calmly walked back to his 'Cuda to start on the engine first. He thought it'd be safe to mind his business. A thought on how Charlotte dived into the dumpster was still bothering him. What was Charlotte?

As Freddy was working on the engine, bullies from Freddy's high school came and surrounded him. They started picking on Freddy.

"Hi-ya Worthless! Dis is uh peasant surprise ta see ya." said Freddy's most despised bully named Greg in his best redneck impression.

"Leave me alone Greg. I've got bigger problems than to deal with you." Freddy said.

"Aww, ain't that too bad, fellas?" mocked another bully named Henry.

"I'm serious! I've seen tools fly with a mind of their own, a senseless grave message floating in mid air spelled in coffee, and something that happened so fast outside. I have no time

 "To deal with you morons." Freddy said.

"Aww, poor Worthless. Hey, Mack, let's all help him out to get rid of these scary thoughts." Greg said.

"Yeah, he needs it." Mack said.

"Whadda ya say, Larry. Do you agree?" Greg asked.

"Plenty of it, my friend." Larry said "Whadda 'bout you Mike".

"I'd agree to." said another one of Greg's friends, named Mike

"Stop it! You don't know what you're dealing with." Freddy shouted.

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But the bullies didn't listen; they all got wrenches and beat up Freddy with a black eye, and some bruises. Most were scratches. Freddy shouted "Stop it!" over and over ordering them to stop. And as all hope was about to be lost, Charlotte ghosted inside Freddy and took control of his body. She made Freddy fight back with claws magically sprouting out from his fingers. She stood Freddy up on his feet like a puppet and struck Greg first across the face. The other bullies were stumped as Charlotte shot out of Freddy's mouth and into Greg's body.

"Wha...what's going on?" Greg asked scared now.

"I've been trying to tell you something." Freddy said.

Charlotte controlled Greg as she made him beat himself up with the wrench for a few spots; eye, face, nose, and head. Charlotte made Greg drop on his knees with a bloody nose and she forced Greg to keep his head up. Charlotte shot out of Greg's mouth and flew around Greg like a screaming banshee. She made a circle around him multiple times releasing black vape smoke as she orbited around Greg.

"What the..." Greg said frightened unable to speak.

Charlotte then put her face into Greg's face. She scowled at him with an evil look for a minute. Charlotte then orbited faster and faster around Greg; her body swooped, erasing Greg and his friend’s memory. She came back and landed on her feet.  Freddy couldn't believe what he saw. Freddy didn't say anything. Charlotte went back to working on her car while the bullies went about their business. Freddy wanted to high-five Charlotte and say thank you to her for standing up for him, but he was too afraid to come to her. He didn't have the courage.

Freddy would sometimes go out with his friend to the movies. His only fear was that one moment or the next; Charlotte would appear out of nowhere and grab him from behind his seat, dragging him off into who knew where to expect who knows who. Freddy was unstable, shaky, and nervous. Whenever, Freddy went to the theaters alone, he feared the same thing. He kept expecting that Charlotte would appear out of the screen and grab him and to devour Freddy.

When Freddy came home from the movies that night, he was white as a ghost. His mother, Beatrice would ask him why he always looked so pale and ghost like. She worried about him.

"Nothing just tired." Freddy would tell her.

Freddy didn't know what would happen if he told his mother about Charlotte. He feared that if he did, the disturbing creature would come after him when he was asleep and rip him up to shreds. Freddy's mother would never believe it.

As Freddy drifted off to sleep, he had a nightmare. An awful one too. It started out in a movie theater where he is alone and he is enjoying some popcorn and suddenly, this quick black shadow orbited him out of his chair with his mouth covered. Freddy tried to scream but it didn't work. No one would hear him. The shadow then dropped Freddy in front of a beam of light where the hungry beast; Charlotte was waiting with saliva and drool dripping down her face. Freddy struggled to get loose but he was trapped for good and there was no helping him.  The screeching roars of Charlotte began to be impatient. The shadow pushed Freddy forward to Charlotte's gaping maw. Freddy tried to scream but it was faint. The muscular creature snapped its jaws hungrily as the shadow got closer and closer to Charlotte. Freddy twisted and turned to get loose, but he was held down into a death grip. Locked! Finally the shadow pushed Freddy inside the mouth of Charlotte and down the throat Freddy went. He fell and fell until he hit Charlotte’s stomach.  He was no longer tied up in a death grip. He was now sitting in stomach acid that oozed around his feet. He could feel something rub against his ankle and it spooked him. It urged him to run, but he was frozen with fear from the waist down. Freddy held his breath. In a second, the creature rose up from the stomach acid to look above the surface.

It was the ugliest thing Freddy has ever seen! It had twenty eyes on a head and its body was all supported by one vain. Freddy screamed loudly as the stomach creature rose higher and higher to drown its victim. It wrapped its body around Freddy and pulled him under the stomach acid, holding him down. Bubbles rose up as Freddy fights for air! Freddy tries to tear himself free but the creature had him wrapped up tight like a ribbon.

A second later, Freddy woke up alarmed and sweaty. He checked himself if he was okay. Freddy was okay and only wrapped in his bed sheets. Freddy worked himself out of the sheets and he turned on his lamp to calm down.

'Thank goodness it was only a bad dream" Freddy thought.

Freddy slumped over. Oh what a frightening dream he had. What if Charlotte looked muscular when no one was looking? What if Charlotte really did eat humans? Would Freddy be next?

Freddy got up and washed the sweat off of his face with cold water.  He saw that his face was white as a ghost.

Chapter 2

Charlotte decides to prey upon Greg and his friends as a start to hunt after for later. She starts by frightening Greg. Now Freddy sees Charlotte putting together a supercharger engine floating in mid air without having to list the engine out to make the changes and Freddy witnesses Charlotte getting herself a cup of hot water without even leaving her spot that had sent his blood running cold. Then, Freddy sees Charlotte changing into her normal original self of what she really was, that even makes Freddy's hair stand up as he turned white with fear.

Charlotte was looking for an extra muffler in the junkyard when she saw Freddy being beat up by Greg and his friends. She ghosted up to Greg when he wasn't looking and waited for him to turn around. Greg spat on Freddy and finally turned around. When he did, he screamed in terror. His heart thumped on his chest.

"Daggit! You scared me." Greg said.

"Good! I hope to scare you even more in the future." Charlotte said. "Fear is silent."

Greg laughed with a smirk.

"Hey fellas, check this out. We've got a girl here." Greg said. "With grave attitude."

Greg's friends all whooped and laughed in a pattern of exchanged looks. Greg looked at his friends and laughed along. Charlotte disappeared when Greg wasn't paying attention. Greg looked back at Charlotte to say something to her. But his laugh was gone. She was gone.

"Hey where'd she go?" Greg asked.

Charlotte appeared again to the side of Greg as Greg looked to his left. When Greg looked to his right, he gasped in terror.

"Whoa...Where'd you come from?" Greg asked.

"You don't want to know where I came from...tell me Greg Eastwood" Charlotte said as she ghosted around Greg to the front of him. "What're you thinking about?"

"I'm outta here!" Freddy said as he quickly got up and ran inside dreading what would happen.

His nightmares would be coming true soon and he didn't want to wait around to experience the fact that nightmares can come true.

Greg didn't answer. He felt as if Charlotte was reading his thoughts the whole time. Greg fell silent.

"What're you thinking about?" Charlotte asked again.

"Oh my..." Greg said in terror.

Charlotte growled as she crackled to disappear.

"What're you thinking about?" Charlotte whispered to Greg.

Then, Charlotte had begun to be silent. There was a five minute silence before Charlotte spoke.

"What're you thinking about?" Charlotte whispered into Greg's ear as if she wasn't even there.

Greg turned to see if Charlotte was behind him. She wasn’t there. He turned to the side and looked up and down. She wasn't there either. Greg looked left and right. Still nothing. Greg and his friends were frozen in terror to scream. It was silent for a minute.

"What're you thinking about?" Charlotte's voice echoed into Greg's ear and faded.

"He...hey fellas...tell me...is there anyone behind me?" Greg asked as he looked back at his friends.

They all nodded a 'no' to him. Greg looked behind him again from his friends. Greg didn't see Charlotte.

"Co...C’mon fellas, lets go inside and work on our cars." Greg said.

"Yeah, sure thing...we're coming." They all responded.

Freddy cautiously was trying to approach Charlotte to thank her. His heart pounded in his chest so hard that anyone next to him could hear it. He went into a flashback of what his nightmares were about and what if they happened right here, today, in this very garage. Charlotte slowly turned her head and magically made Freddy come to her.

"I read that you want to tell me something?" Charlotte said.

"I...I-I do...y-y-y-yes. Um..." Freddy swallowed his fear. "I-I-I-I wanted to t-t-t-t-thank you...for s-s-s-saving me."

"You're welcome. Don't utter such as a word on what you saw." Charlotte said. "If you do, I will find you and you can kiss your future good bye."

"Y-yes m-madam." Freddy said.

Then, Freddy ran back to his car and worked on the motor. Greg didn't bother Freddy for the rest of the day. Little did he know what will be coming to him...or what will be coming into him if he kept up his bullying. Who knew what else Charlotte would do if the bullying didn't stop.

Charlotte looked at the mechanics getting refreshments. She took one hand and waved her fingers. Magically, the cup filled up with hot water and flew over to her hand. It hovered slowly into her palm and with the other hand, with her index finger, she flinched  and the hot water floated up from the cup. It swirled into her mouth and down her throat in that same swirl until it was all gone. When Charlotte swallowed the last drop, she flexed her pinky and the cup magically put itself on the shelf for later. Charlotte released a huge cloud of electric steam from her nostrils.

Charlotte continued to work on her car's motor. First, she had to take out the old motor in order to get the supercharger engine. She disconnected the tubes and all connections to the car; the air conditioner, the heater, the wiper system and everything. Charlotte looked outside and rose up her arm. She flexed her hand upward and slowly downwards. Parts from the junkyard  flew in and they swirled around the room until Charlotte could signal to ready the parts on command. Freddy looked up and flinched at the happening. Why there were car parts flying around in a swirl?

Freddy watched in terror as he turned white. The Trans am motor begun to lift and was suspended in mid air. Charlotte's eyes glowed green and were sparking so obsessively that some of the parts were magnetized to the engine while some of the other parts from previous faster machines that lived in the fast lanes of drag racing and street racing. Few were from professional racing with superchargers and side stacks that flamed out smoke and fire. They looked like the represented a solar system as they all spread out. Charlotte was now shooting out electrical bolts from her eyes. She flexed her index and the other parts were magnetized into the engine. She slowly raised her hands and waved them up and down and the supercharger part locked into place at the top of the engine. Shortly, the parts all took copy and locked all into place tight.  Charlotte reached out and the engine slowly lowered down into her grasp. Freddy gulped down a lump in his throat. What do Changelings do? Freddy dreaded on what would happen next.  Charlotte set down the supercharger engine next to the car.  Charlotte changed form and Freddy could believe what he saw. Charlotte's overcoat was no...Well, not an overcoat. They were a set of bat-like wings! Her face changed into a cat-like face and she sprouted a set of sharp spikes each at least 8 feet long on her shoulder.  She formed a dagger-ended like tail much like a xenomorph and she sprouted two big horn-sheep like horns that spiraled next to her cat-like ears that she kept back. Freddy's hair almost came up by the strands.

"Oh my..." Freddy was almost screaming.

Charlotte bent her knees and quickly flew off like a skull-headed ghoul outside.

Freddy covered his mouth with his hands and forced him not to scream or death will come find him. Freddy trembled as he took off his hands to get back to replacing the engine oil tank with the good one that he found near the dumpster. His heart raced in his body with fear. He feared that Charlotte would breach up from the oil barrel, grab him and pull him in just like Freddy's nightmares. He got a crowbar as he dumped the old oil into the barrel ready to strike with bravery. He waited but nothing happened. He was safe and had nothing to worry about.

When it got dark around 8PM, everyone started leaving to go home. Freddy waited for his friend Victor to come pick him up. Charlotte ghosted up to him to see if he needed a ride home.

"Need a ride home?" She asked him.

Freddy flinched in terror and gasped.

"N-no. My friend is coming to pick me up in his '97 Ford Mustang Shelby." Freddy said almost shaking with fear.

"I'm heading home really quick to pack me a few things to eat while I guard tonight." Charlotte said.

Then, Charlotte's eyes looked up at the moon. It was a full moon and some clouds were faintly in the way.

"No one cares to look at the moon anymore. Not even if were in a graveyard wondering if androids will pop up from their graves." Charlotte said.

"Y-yeah...I wonder why...well, there's my friend, see you tomorrow." Freddy said faintly.

Victor honked his horn and Freddy came and got in. Then, they were off down the street. Charlotte watched them go for a while until they disappeared in the distance.

Charlotte changed back to her demon form and quickly flew off like a ghoul to her home to pack some things to eat. When she got home to the old abandoned graveyard and church, there was a trespasser waiting for her. It was a demon waiting for Charlotte's arrival. It had the face of a Russian wolfhound with at least seven claws on each foot, a pit-bull neck, ears of a lynx, and a lion’s tail whipping up and down. It was muscular and hideous as it drooled onto the ground.

Charlotte hissed loudly like a snake and formed into her true body to fight. Her claws extended out as she jumped off a headstone labeled "R.I.P Heather Vibes Quinn; last of the Vibes Quinn family"

The fight was gruesome and grizzly. Charlotte and the demon scratched their faces and tried to gorge each other's eye balls clean off. Acid blood from Charlotte sprinkled across the demon's face, causing it to be blind and screech with heart stopping volume. Charlotte wrapped her claws around the demon and did a death roll down a hill as she reached her jaws into the demon's face, totally shredding it to smithereens. Charlotte took out the demon's eye balls, and removed its tongue. The eye balls flew across and rolled up against another gravestone that was chipped.

Charlotte then butchers the demon with her claws and hungry teeth from the neck to the abdomen literally tearing the body tissue open like a steak knife.

Moments later, the death of the demon was over. Charlotte devoured parts and pieces of it. Her muscles grew bigger as she ate and tore into the demon's dead body. She was covered in blood and she had bits of veins stuck to her teeth, but she was satisfied with herself. She ripped off the head as it too gushed out some blood. Charlotte wiggled the head loose until she broke the corpse's neck, but she was eating it. She ripped off the feet one by one and swallowed them whole.

The sight was mighty disturbing.

Chapter 3

Charlotte preys upon Freddy after he'd seen Charlotte's true form. Charlotte corners him into the wall and takes a bite ripping a chunk of skin from his arm and then wiping away his memory of how he got it to avoid being told on. The next day, Freddy has no idea how he got the bite. He tries to remember, but his memory was wiped away from what happened. Later on, someone challenges Charlotte in a street race and they end up fried-burned in wreckage that Charlotte magically leaves behind as she's driving her car, with a supercharged engine.

Far away from the town, there lived the changeling housed inside an abandoned church with no bell and windows broken, and next to the church stood a graveyard that everyone forgot up on the hill. It was home to Charlotte, but to others, a suicide place where death rips open from the chest with the souls of trouble-thought hopeless people and to criminals that don't want to go to jail for the rest of their lives. Charlotte didn't want anyone to know where she lived and if they found out, she'd rip their hearts out with their lives. Charlotte flew out like a banshee when she packed her food to eat while guarding. She slipped into the opened windows of the body shop and dropped with a loud heavy plop. She changed back into her human self and ate her dinner of chicken wings with ranch dipping. It was quiet and lonely, just the way she liked it. Charlotte could patrol this place with her demon self flying around with her eyes closed. As she ate her dinner, she kept eyes out for any intruders lurking around, looking for a way to break in, and waiting to strike. Charlotte paused to hear the thudding of a moth hitting the light above her. She changed into her demon self and quickly swooped up to go get it. She snatched it with her mouth and ate it until the wings came off.

Charlotte stood guard for hours in silence in her demon form. She looked like a gargoyle sitting in the middle of the drive way in to the gates. She closed her eyes for a minute to rest them into her skull. She suddenly heard footsteps approaching and metal clinging on the asphalt. She quickly opened them and went to investigate who was there. Charlotte lowered her body to the ground to prepare for the kill. As she was about to pounce, there stood Freddy in the gateway. Charlotte paused a minute as Freddy didn't see her. Freddy was muttering under his breath for some reason due to the disturbed thoughts he was having. He suddenly felt as if he was being watched as his blood ran colder than it did. Freddy looked to the side and he saw Charlotte. He screamed and flinched at the sight of Charlotte in her hideous scary demon self. Freddy let out a sigh.

"Y-you scared me." Freddy said.

"What're you doing out here so late?" Charlotte asked as her voice was almost grave and shrill.

"Couldn't sleep. So I thought cleaning the bathroom would help keep some images off my mind...disturbing ones." Freddy said.

"I know what you're thinking about...it is me...the happening that you saw, was me and how I shifted shape." Charlotte's tone was all the way grim and cold, but still grave as if she was going to eat him from the inside and burst out of his chest taking his heart with her.

"Y-you know what I'm thinking?" Freddy said tensing up with high-pulsating fear.

Briefly, Charlotte nodded a yes to him as she backed him into a corner. She chuckled wickedly.

She approached Freddy slowly as he began to back up against the wall until Freddy prepared for the worst as Charlotte kept speaking to him. Her green eyes eyed him on what she was about to do.

"Perhaps, you'd understand more if I bit you. I see that you have a slight jump in your nerves when you're feel bothered which delights me. You have nightmares that keep you in the state of terror between real and make believe. Surely they're just dreams to you. Ironically, victims that I encounter seem to fear me when they see me with all that Phenomenon activity happening in their surroundings. I promise you a fact, you won't remember a thing." Charlotte said hovering over Freddy as he cowered into the corner.

Charlotte gently and wickedly took Freddy's arm, licked her long spread-toothed chops with her slimy tongue, and opened her mouth. Freddy squirmed and tried to move but somehow, Charlotte had paralyzed him completely. All that Freddy could do was scream and prepare for the worst. Charlotte took a quick bite of Freddy's arm and ripped off a chunk of human muscle tissue. Freddy let out a glass-shattering scream that echoed the garage. Charlotte ate the chunk of Freddy and erased Freddy's mind the same way as she did with Greg. Charlotte un-paralyzed Freddy and flew around the garage crackling wickedly and clinging onto a window. Freddy got up and ran for the emergency medical kit to tend to his bleeding arm. He wondered why he didn't remember how he got that bite in the first place. Freddy tried to remember, but that memory was gone.

That night, Freddy had another nightmare of Charlotte and what just happened to him. Only this time, she bit chunks out of his arm. One bite out of the next, Charlotte amputated his arm completely and Freddy was gushing with blood! Freddy was screaming in pain as Charlotte tore off his entire arm from the shoulder. It was horrid! She took her claws and raked him open as blood poured out like a fountain. Her claws got a hold of Freddy's heart and it ripped right out of his body. It still pulsated in the pool of blood. Freddy could feel himself choking on his own blood and he was trying to breathe. Charlotte wrapped his heart in her tongue and swallowed it whole. Charlotte looks up at Freddy and let out a glass shattering scream with a mix of a roar. She simply said;

"I told you not to tell anyone! I told you not to...I told you not to.”

Freddy was crying in fear now and he choked out;

"I haven't told anyone. I swear it! I swear I didn't tell anyone"

Charlotte was about to tear off Freddy's head until Freddy woke up screaming;

"I swear I didn't tell anyone!"

Freddy panted as his face was sweaty and dripping down like rain on a window. Freddy turned on the light to wash his face in the bathroom. He turned on the facet and washed his face with cold water to help him feel better. Then, Freddy started to cry. That nightmare was quite disturbing. Where all the good dreams he had gone to? Freddy fell to his knees and cowered near the bath tub to cry for a while.

Once when Freddy was settled down, he got up, went to his bed, and reached under his bed, thinking that he might be sucked in from a few nightmares before, but he wasn't sucked in. He pulled out a boot box full of muscle and classic car magazines, opened it, and dug inside to find a "Red Pyramid" cigarette he sneaked from his mother's room. He stuck it in his mouth and searched for a lighter. He sparked it up and lit the cigarette and once it was lit, he went to the window so the smell wouldn't linger in the room, giving his mother suspicions. He opened the window and smoked the cigarette. It was 3:10 AM and Freddy had never been so relieved that he hadn't been cut open. It must have been his arm still in pain and due into numbness.

A while later, Freddy's mother came into the room just after the smoke smell cleared. She came in to check on Freddy who was sitting by the window lightly banging his head on the wall.

"Freddy? What's the matter?" she asked.

"Nothing, just another nightmare, mom." Freddy said quickly.

"You're banging your head on the wall, something has to be wrong. Your behavior has been different...lately and rather strange." Freddy's mother said.

Freddy shook his head 'no' as if he didn't dare tell her.

"No, I-I just don't want to even talk about it. It's just too disturbing." Freddy said.

"Are you sure?" She asked.

"Yes, I know how much you hate those scary movies and those scary books I would read like 'Children of the corn' and 'Terror in Suicide Forest' and I don't want you to think I've been reading those books again." Freddy said.

"And have you? Have you been reading those books I don't approve of?" Freddy's mother asked.

"No mom, I haven't." Freddy said.

Freddy's mom felt Freddy's bed sheets and they were wet.

"Why is your bed all wet?" She asked.

"I just started night sweats and I don't feel them until I first wake up." Freddy told her.

"Will you be okay for the rest of the night?" Freddy's mother asked him.

"I'll be fine, mom." Freddy said.

Freddy's mom sighed and left the room leaving Freddy all by himself. Freddy picked up one of his magazines and looked at it to help him have a better dream.

When Freddy was sure that he was ready to go back to bed, he settles down in his covers as he kept the window open and fell asleep.

 For a minimum of ten minutes, the next day, Freddy tried to remember how he got that chunk of skin torn off. Then he remembered to clean the bathroom. He got up with his arm hurting, and reached for the cleaning supplies. Charlotte climbed onto the ceiling to patrol from a more pleasurable spot where she could drop on the intruder and make the kill. Freddy cleaned with one hand and tried to make it look easy comparing to the rest of the amputated limbed and the abnormal formed people could do errands and chores without hardship. He checked to see if there needed a new paper towel roll, and there was still half a roll left. He checked the toilet and the toilet paper to see if they were okay. Freddy tried to reach for the bowl cleaner under the sink; he forgot that his left arm was the limb that was hurting. He felt like it had been amputated. As he was reaching for it with both hands, there was a heavy sharp stabbing pain that made Freddy jerk back. Freddy used the working arm to reach for it instead. Sucess! But opening the lid was hard. Freddy could open it with his right hand, so he used his thighs to hold the bottle to open the lid. He worked on unscrewing the lid with his right hand and it budged. He poured into the bowl, scrubbed the fluid around to get the ring off and flushed it down. After Freddy was done, he put the cleaning supplies away. As he reached to set it on the shelf, he felt a sharp chest pain pulsate in his chest that made him drop to the floor. He held his chest unsure what it was...information...maybe. A reaction to the arm pain...could be...or both.

Freddy only had this sharp pain for 20 minutes and then he felt it was okay to get up. Freddy slowly rose up on his knees and picked up the mess to put back on the shelf. He walked out of the garage holding his arm all the way to call a taxi home. Charlotte watched him go above the railing that supported the lights in the garage. She kept watch for a few more hours for any other intruders.

The next day, everyone arrived early to watch Mr. Kellup open the garage doors. Charlotte had been there the whole night. Charlotte shifts back to her human self and looked normal. Freddy arrived in his friend's car as Victor asked him how he got that huge bite on his arm. Freddy had told him "I don't really know. It just happened last night, just bleeding automatically."  Charlotte worked on her car's hood to cut the correct hole to fit in the supercharger engine. She measured the engine and then with her breath, she cut the right fitting hole for the engine to fit into. Charlotte noticed quickly noticed she was being stared at; she turned her head and hissed at the mechanic that was staring. Frightfully, the mechanic ran back to his car to tend to the grease job. Charlotte tended to cutting the hole in the hood.  As for Freddy, he had a hard time trying to make repairs for his car with that left arm so lame. Tools kept falling out of his left hand when he forgot that it was unavailable to work. He had to get some assistance from a neighbor that was working on a Lincoln two door sedan.

Charlotte however was in her human self was quite busy with ongoing patterns between breaks at the coffee and snack table and working on her car every twenty minutes. Some people wondered why she was so mysterious. When they stared, Charlotte would look back giving them a cold stare back with her green eyes changing from black to green, to red. It was spooky how people looked at her and got a scary feedback. People looked away and continued to work on their cars. Charlotte also had a way of snacking too that made a few of the people in the garage have their jaw dropping. She would get a few cashews from a bowl, hang it over her mouth, and her tongue, that slimy, disturbing, long daggering tongue would wrap around it as she chewed it.

That afternoon, Charlotte was digging around to find a part she needed to complete her car. She was going to build a really cool supercharger from scratch. She collected the parts she needed behind her and she even looked for the parts from the rusted cars junked in a line. It took her an hour to find what she was looking for. She began to weld the items she constructed in her mind. She used Mr. Kellup's welding equipment out in the back of the garage. In no time, it looked like a supercharger engine. It looked "Steam Punk" like and when she could install it inside, it would look the baddest in the state. It would eradicate those who dare race her in a street race. She polished it up with a rag that she carried with her and strongly carried it inside the garage as if it weighed 5 pounds.

Charlotte then carried the engine to her car she had and lowered it down to the matching space inside the hood of the car. She made sure it was bolted in tightly before testing it. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. Most of the people came up to see the completed project that Charlotte put together.

When Charlotte started the ignition, it fired up really well. The life of the supercharger sprang into action as Charlotte revved it. Soon, the engine was sparking with flame and it was on fire, but didn't do any harm to the car nor to the engine. It was like a scene from the "Ghost Rider" comics. Everyone was blown away with amazement.

When they asked Charlotte if they could race her, Charlotte gave them an evil smirk to say "I will eradicate you" to answer their question. Suddenly, there were jeers and people following Charlotte as she pulled out of the garage with this demon rod of hers along with another car after her for the race. Charlotte lined up at the gate of the garage along with the car which a person named Barry Dove drove in. He was going to race Charlotte in his Boss Mustang car he had modified. Another person walked to the middle of the cars to be the starter with two flags. When the starter dropped the flags, the cars took off like a bullet and raced down the road. Charlotte speeds up to full power to suck out a soul. Those who raced her lost a life. No one ever dared to challenge her in anything. Charlotte did a wheelie and the whole car was on fire still undamaged. She made Barry crash after she was now in front of him at the inch of the finish line. Charlotte flips her car, colliding it with Barry's car and making them roll with fire down the finish line. Charlotte's car was still unharmed, but Barry's car was wrecked and fried for good. Charlotte had won the race and sucked out Barry's soul from the rolling wreckage.

Everyone ran down the street with fire trucks arriving after them to put out the fire. Charlotte sped away like magic. When the fire men approached the car to get out Barry they only found a frightening sight. Barry's body was like a burnt piece of chicken. Fried until burned. Only his eyes were left un-fried from the fire. They gasped at the sight and murmuring to one another.

The scene soon went into the newspaper the next day with that same scary picture in print. The headline was "Man In Wreckage Fried-Burnt" The phenomenon was such a mystery that the scientists took it into their hands to study.

Chapter 4

A group of crazy teens go up to the abandoned church and they all get chest-busted by Charlotte. The remaining teens all hide in the church until Charlotte is gone. Charlotte tears her way into the church through the walls to finish her killing. Charlotte makes them separate and goes looking for them. She uses the skin of Beatrice to convincing them to come out now that it was safe. Once she comes out of Beatrice's skin, Charlotte -busts out of Brad’s chest ripping the skin that was in the bishop’s room. She then uses that skin to convince the other one that's hiding in the cleaning supply closet. Then, using the skin to bring out Benny in which it was hiding in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Freddy's arm heals and he talks to his friend, Victor about the nightmares he's been having and seems to remember what happened to his arm when Charlotte bit him. So, they seek a friend that knows all about the supernatural things that can ever happen on Earth by the name of Robert Doohanny. They get the facts about Charlotte's kind of changeling...and about why changelings do the things they do.

One pitch-dark night, a group of high school teens wanted to go somewhere and have fun and get wasted. There was at least five or six of them. One of them had prepared a bag of marijuana to smoke and share around.

"Hey, I have an idea on where we should go." said a high-school boy by the name of Benny Gibson.

"Where?" asked another boy by the name of Clyde.

"Let's go up to that abandoned church in that grave yard." Benny said.

"What? Are you crazy?" asked two of the friends named Norman and Beatrice.

"No way, dude, do you know how many people don't come back from there?" protested another kid by the name of Brad.

"I guess you're nothing but a bunch of little cry babies, then." Benny taunted.

"No were not." Norman said.

"You don't even know where it is." Beatrice said.

"Yes, I do." Benny said with pride.

"Then where is it?" Clyde asked.

"Just follow me and you'll find out." Benny said.

The teens all followed Benny on foot up the hill to the abandoned church. There was hardly even a slice of moon visible.

"And here we are the abandoned church and grave yard." Benny said.

Little did they know that they would not survive for tomorrow for school? Charlotte watched the teens all enter her property and all sit down near a grave that belonged to the famous Vincent Fall Kelly, for the most famous movies he'd act in.

"Now this is a night of celebration." Benny said as Clyde handed out beer to each of his friends.

"I guess this isn't so bad." Norman said.

"Yeah, it's kind of nice out here." Beatrice said.

Charlotte crept outside soundless. She changed into her demon skin that she had once made a killing for with a cat-headed looking demon that came close to looking more like a gargoyle. Charlotte had eventually won it many eons ago.

As the teens all whooped with such loud obnoxious hoots, Charlotte lowered her back to make the kill like a tiger hunting a deer. It began to get foggy with a vape-like smoke that formed all around the graveyard and Charlotte stalked the now drunken teens as she got closer and closer...to 11 to 10 to 9 feet close. Charlotte accidentally stepped on a twig snapping it in two. One of the teens looked and murmurs went all around the group.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yeah, I think there's someone else here too."

"Eh, probably just a wolf or whatever."

"Guys, who cares what it was, let's have a smoke."

The group all took turns inhaling marijuana caring less about the sound was. Charlotte crept closer and closer. She snuck up behind one of the teens. As the teens were about to pass the weed forward to smoke around again, one of the teens saw a set of two visible green glowing eyes in the mist.

"Guys, I think we'd better leave." Beatrice said terrified.

"Why what's wrong?" Clyde asked.

"Uh...Norman...I think you'd better turn around." Benny said spotting Charlotte as she drew closer.

Norman turned around and gasped in horror. Charlotte growled baring her drooling teeth. All the teens quickly got up on their knees.

"Whoa, what the heck is that?"

"I don't know."

"That's gotta be serious man."

"I think we'd better get out of here and get outta here fast."

No one moved for nearly five minutes until Clyde ran in the wrong way. Charlotte went after Clyde and struck him down on his hands. Clyde was paralyzed as Charlotte entered his mouth and tore her way down to his heart. Clyde flopped on his back in pain and terror. The other teens began to run after him to help him. Clyde placed out his hand as the pulsating heaving pain throbbed in him and said;

"No, you guys get outta here." Then the large lump showed through his skin that made him moan in pain. Quickly, Charlotte's tail ripped a hole in Clyde's chest and sliced down towards his belly. Charlotte popped right up ripping Clyde's skin as if she was already hatched inside a human body. The teens all scream and run. Charlotte chased after them and grabbed Beatrice tightly. Charlotte lifted her up in the air as Beatrice kicked and squirmed to get free, but she was a sitting duck. Charlotte made a quick kill by stabbing Beatrice through her neck and slicing the skin to her stomach. Charlotte then went to go find the other teens. She saw them enter the church. She flew down with a plop and started scratching and ripping the door trying to get inside as the teens tried to pry it shut with the benches. Charlotte roared viciously and blood-hungry as she tried to get in. Charlotte peeked inside the gash with one of her eyes and went away to find a way inside. The teens thought she had given up, but Charlotte was right on the roof.

"Guys, I think it's gone. We're safe here for the night until the next day." Benny said.

"I think that thing's still out there and I know it...I think it's on the roof or something." Brad said.

"Everyone grab a weapon. When it gets in here, it's a fight to the death." Benny said.

The teens all go searching for a weapon all about the place. There was a thud near the bell box and everyone froze to hear where their attacker was.

"Dude, it's making its way down the bell box! If it gets into this room, we're SCREWED!" Brad said.

"Guys, there's nothing in this boppin church that will help us now." the newest friend of the group named Harold said.

"We're screwed." Norman said.

"Everyone stick together." Benny said.

There was a loud bumping from the bell box to the service room. They readied themselves for the worst. Charlotte was clawing through the walls of the room where the teens were. Chunks of wall fell as Charlotte tore her way into the room.

"What if we split up and hide? That thing'll have some time trying to find us all." Norman suggested.

"Sounds like a good idea...on three, we run in different ways." Benny said "One...two..."

Charlotte tore down a hole in the wall with one mighty bash of her tail. She was in!

"THREE!!"

The four teens all split up in different rooms and hid, but they weren't very good spots. Harold hid in the bathrooms, Benny hid in the kitchen, Norman hid in the bishop's room and Bred took the cleaning closet. Charlotte growled in frustration. She started toward the service room where the big pipe organ stood and a cross hung in the stands. Charlotte wandered the room and trying to sniff out Norman. Charlotte picked up his fear quickly and stalked over to Norman standing on two feet. She changed into Beatrice's skin to kill her target.

"Norman, it is Beatrice. Are you guys alright?" Charlotte disguised her voice exactly like Beatrice.

Norman sighed heavily in relief and he came out of the room.

"Beatrice? Oh thank golly, you're okay." Norman said.

"Let's get out of here." Beatrice said.

"Oh babe, what about that...that creature outside?" Norman said.

"It's gone." Beatrice said.

"I thought it would never leave us." Norman said.

"Me too." Beatrice said.

Norman shoved Beatrice in his chest and kissed her. Quickly, Charlotte ripped through the skin and ghosted through his body. She ripped through his insides and bulged through his skin.

"You're not Beatrice..." Norman groaned out in pain.

Charlotte busted out of his stomach causing him to die where he lay. Charlotte then went to go after the other two. Charlotte slinked to the cleaning closet as she picked up Brad's fear through the door. Charlotte shifted her shape to Norman.

"Brad, are you in here? It's Norman, are you okay man?" Charlotte said in her disguised voice.

Brad covered his mouth from screaming. He knew that wasn't Norman. Brad didn't answer; he kept quiet hoping Charlotte would go away. Brad had known Norman a few weeks and Norman kind of picked on him a little. Norman opened the door and said;

"There you are man; I've been looking all over for you."

Charlotte ripped through Norman's skin from the mouth and into Brad's body. Brad screamed in terror as he bled to death. Blood was coming from his mouth and onto the dusty floors. Charlotte whooshed out as she went to find Benny. Charlotte who was now covered in blood crept down to the kitchen. Charlotte slowly stalked around the kitchen as she smelled Benny's fear. Benny moved to one side as Charlotte walked by different cupboards. Charlotte growled and crept slightly out. Benny sighed in relief, hoping to make it out alive. As Benny crawled out from under the sink, he looked for Charlotte in sight. He saw a dark figurine coming towards him.

"Dude, I've been trying to look for you." A familiar voice said.

"Brad? Are the others okay?" Benny said.

"They're fine." Brad said.

Unfortunately, Benny would be dead soon if he kept following that disguised voice that Charlotte was wearing.

Benny gave Brad, a slug and sighed heavily.

"You had me worried for a minute." Benny said laughing.

Brad turned his head and out ripped Charlotte through Brad's skin. She ghosted inside Benny and tore down his insides. Benny dropped to the floor and crawled to dig out a knife in the drawer.  Benny felt the heavy throbbing heaving pain from his chest as he dug for a knife.

"C'mon, where's a knife around here?" he groaned in pain.

Benny coughed a little blood that spewed on his clothes and on the floor. Benny picked up a steak fork and trembled to stab it through his heart. The heaving pain was getting worse and was starting to poke through his skin.

"Eat Steak fork, El Diablo." Benny said and was about to stab himself until Charlotte ripped open his skin through his rip cage.

Charlotte clawed at his face and tore at it with her teeth, ripping off skin and chunks of muscle tissue. Benny died afterwards as Charlotte ripped off his eyes and removed his tongue. Charlotte swallowed it down to her next victim. She stalked Harold in the dark and noticed him shaking and covering his mouth to keep from screaming. Charlotte sneaked up on him and grabbed him by the ankle. Harold screamed as Charlotte drug him into the service room. She ghosted inside Harold as he lay on the floor of the pathway. She tore through his liver, lungs, and heart quickly like a disease. She ripped open his chest all the way to his stomach as she exploded from his body completely making Harold bleed to death. Charlotte shook off the blood and flew outside to orbit around the church. She flew around the moon and disappeared.

That's why no one ever comes back from the abandoned church and graveyard.

A few months later, Freddy's arm healed and was back to normal, but there was a scar where Charlotte bit him. Freddy was going to the movies with Victor to go see a movie at the drive in theater. On the way there, Freddy told Victor what he remembers about Charlotte's bite that he had on his arm. He also told Victor about the horrid nightmares he had been having night after night that weren't making sense at all.

"Gosh, that's horrible. You think she'll come after you after you told me? Does she know you told me?" Victor asked after Freddy was finished talking to him.

"I hope not. Who knows if she finds out? I'll be dead soon. She even killed Barry Dove too. You should have seen the wreck." Freddy said.

"She killed Barry Dove? Gees, even I'm getting goose bumps just picturing it. I read it in the papers. It kept me wondering how that happened. Now I've seen everything." Victor said.

"Will this movie be scary?" Freddy asked wanting to think of something else that didn't disturb him.

"Don't worry, man. It's a superhero one. Remember how we used to like watching those Batman shows on TV?" Victor said.

"Yes, I remember that." Freddy said.

"You should be fine." Victor said.

When they got into the movies, they enjoyed some snacks while they watched the movie. Freddy began to relax as the movie distracted him. A little later after the movie, they went down the road that Freddy didn't recognize.

"Dude, where are we going?" Freddy asked.

"Remember that strange kid that we used to call Doctor Weird in high school...Robert Doohanny. He just might be able to help you and how to get rid of this creature for good." Victor said.

"I didn't know he still lived here." Freddy said.

Victor pulled up and the two of them to go to the door. Freddy rang the doorbell and they waited for Robert Doohanny to come out. Robert who was a tall geeky funny-worded-fast-talking and freckled 24 year old kid opened the door, invited them in and led them to his bedroom.

"Robert, we have a situation on our hands. Do you think you can...?” Freddy was cut off by Robert.

"I-I know. A sensation to all of mankind. What was it that killed Barry...I read it in the newspaper." Robert said.

"A changeling...I shouldn't mention her name." Freddy said.

"Her? She has a name? Tell me everything and don't leave anything out." Robert said excitedly.

Freddy told Robert everything from the first day he met Charlotte to the nightmares, to the bite he remembered on his left arm...all the way to the crash.

"Wow, that's quite a lot you experienced. Well folks, I'm here to help. I know a whole bunch of things about shape-shifters and how to get rid of them." Robert said.

Then, he cleared his throat and paused for dramatic effect.

"Changelings AKA, shape-shifters, are immortal and can change into different bodies, it doesn't matter rather if it's a human or animal. They leave no trace whatsoever. They can chest-bust out of anyone's stomach, chest and abdomen. They're violent creatures of the supernatural, they like to live in abandoned places where no one will want to go to, they rip out their victims after they hunted them down and they devour the parts...leftovers for the detectives. This shape-shifter is a different breed. Seems to me like Charlotte, as you said was her name, is veeeeeerry, very sneaky. She makes no sound when she has tracked her victim down. She lives alone and she will kill any trespasser that intrudes her home. She can look like anything and everyone. She can also ghost through a body and anything that's in her way." Roberts said.

"What exactly do you mean by 'different breed' and are you saying there are many types of changelings?" Freddy asked.

"I mean, Charlotte is a mega-monster with unlimited strength that is strong enough to take down a whole football field of soldiers. Nothing can hurt her...except a whole collapsing building that’s on fire. If it collapses, she's a goner. But if you fire at her with bullets or rockets, she gets stronger and more powerful that she was before. She's very smart and always knows about something. She finds out where her victims are hiding because of her mega sense of smell, detection, and hearing. So, to answer your question, there's many types of changelings; ultra, mega, super, modern, and alpha...so beware." Robert said to finish up.

"Can Charlotte smell nightmares from over three miles?" Freddy asked worriedly.

"No, but if you had one, she can smell it on your skin. She can tell what it was about and what happened." Robert said with a snap of his fingers.

Freddy gulped nervously. Robert got the today's newspaper and showed them where Charlotte lived from when those kids went to the abandoned church and graveyard.

"Take a lool-la at today's newspaper. Those kids made a terrible mistake by going to that abandoned church. Did you think they ran away for good?" Robert said.

"No, it's weird how they just disappeared like that." Victor said.

"Disappeared...or killed? The detectives had found marijuana, six dead bodies, and a mystery on what killed them. So, we have a clue where Charlotte lives and what she does." Robert said.

"But why does she do the things she does?" Freddy asked.

"Because as mystery of all supernatural history tells it...they're one of the devil's children of hell.  Sent to destroy mankind." Robert said.

"How do we trap her?" Victor asked.

"Well, trapping a changeling isn't easy...you have to get it to chase you somewhere and play a little hide and seek in the dark and you add the explosives into the mixing bowl. Remember, changelings need to be trapped under a collapsed roof where they can't get out. Sometimes, changelings can come back from the dead only to create more chaos. But, always have a plan on how you're going to kill the changeling again." Robert said.

Victor and Freddy understood by nodding to what Robert was saying to them. They had to think of a plan of how they were going to trap Charlotte to destroy her. Robert gave them some suggestions to start with. He suggested that one of them would have to be the bait to get Charlotte to chase them while the other one set up the explosions. It would be hard to encounter Charlotte again after what has been happening lately, but they agreed to do it.

Chapter 5

Greg starts to harass Charlotte sexually. Charlotte finally takes him on by attacking him and lifting him up by shoulder in the air to drop him after she bites his neck. Mr. Kellup magically appears yelling angrily at Charlotte to get out. Charlotte threatens him she would come get him and he'd be next for her to chest-bust. Then she left out the door like a ghoul out of the office, leaving Mr. Kellup a regretful look that he shouldn’t have got after her.

Two weeks after the teens' massacre, Charlotte was at the body shop with blood stains on her wings. Freddy was about to ask if he could borrow a ball-ended tool from Charlotte when he noticed the bloody stains. Mr. Kellup had gone out to run an errand and to get lost in a long conversation with one of his bingo friends at the bank while waiting to deposit the previous payments from customers.

"W-what happened? Why is there blood stains on...on your uh..." Freddy stammered.

Charlotte looked at him, at her wings and flicked her wings in annoyance.

"I'll tell you why." She said grimly and cold.

Charlotte walked up to Freddy as Freddy backed up into a wall.

"Teens and people who visit the old deserted church and graveyard...don't come back...to their loved ones...to school...to their work...and to their worthless, pointless lives. They suffer fear until death rather if they're trapped inside the church or running deep into the woods trying to find a place to hide." Charlotte smirked.

"They are killed, do you understand?"

Freddy nodded a yes to be sure and swallowed hard. Charlotte whooshed back to her station to finish her car.  Greg suddenly encountered Charlotte without thinking about the consequences and reactions and started harass her by grabbing her waist and saying

"I want you."

Charlotte growled like a tiger and smoke blew out her nostrils. She turned around and glared at him.  Greg didn't step-off but he laughed. Charlotte changed her head to her true form when she massacred those teens two weeks ago. She backed Greg to the wall.

"It isn't wise to be hitting upon something that's been walking the Earth since the beginning of time. Especially when those massacres have been happening to all those people back then with mysterious deaths of the victims that were involved. Scientist were trying hard to think of what happened to them and how they died but couldn't think of any that was too...sophisticated to know what happened that it was dismissed...never to be talked about again." Charlotte said coldly and grimly to Greg's face.

Charlotte's eyes hypnotize Greg to all the fear of what happens when people mess with Charlotte. From the chasings to the trapped victims involved, to the gut burstings. Greg fell to the floor too flabbergasted to say anything. Charlotte ghosted back to her car and finished it.  Greg smirked thinking it was a love threat coming from frustration. Greg walked up to Charlotte and picked on her some more.

"You know, it sounds like you're in frustration. I can feel your love for me inside." Greg said.

Freddy had been watching and he went up to Greg to warn him.

"Don't...don't do that. You have no idea what she does to human beings when they mess with her." Freddy pleaded.

Greg pushed him away.

"Don't bother me when I'm trying to score with her." Greg said.

Greg breathed hotly down her neck and slid his hands down Charlotte's waist. That tore it! Charlotte roared like an angry tiger and attacked him so viciously that it left Greg's nose and mouth bleeding. Charlotte bit his neck hard. Then, Charlotte changed into her true self with her head changing to that cat-headed looking head and everything. She flew around him fast and picked him up by the shoulder, clawing into his skin deep and lifted him up, wings flapping in the air as she carried Greg up and up until she was at the ceiling. Greg wiggled and squirmed to get free, but it was too worthless. Charlotte dropped him and Greg fell and hit the floor with a heavy loud thud. Charlotte dropped herself and took Greg by the leg and dragged him with such a big bite that went in so deep that it was bleeding through Greg's blue jeans. The mechanics all gathered cheering her on and whooping loudly at the scene.

They gathered all around to watch as Charlotte was about to claw up Greg's face until Mr. Kellup appeared magically trying to break up the fight. Some grabbed Greg and a few temped a dare to try to hold back Charlotte who's temper was thrashing out wildly with rabies. Charlotte slowly changed back to her human look as she was being handled like an animal by the trying mechanics.

"Break it up!" Mr. Kellup shouted with an ear-bursting whistle. "HEY!!"

Charlotte thrashed her head as she changed her facial features. Freddy shivered and heaved a heavy sigh. Mr. Kellup had Charlotte come to his office to have a talk. He looked very angry at Charlotte.

"What has gotten into you Charlotte? What got you to attack Greg as if you were a rabid dog tearing apart its owner?" Mr. Kellup shouted.

Charlotte scowled and got into his face with a little growl of fury. She hated Mr. Kellup now.

"I have HAD IT with men trying to harass me when I'm fixing my Trans am! I have had it with the human race! I had a reason to attack Greg out there! He was going to drag me into his eyes for something I don't appreciate. YOU SEE HERE!!!" Charlotte yelled with her fiery hot breath puffing on Mr. Kellup's face.

"I don't like how you're talking to me, young lady. I tell you one thing, one more violent act like that and you'll be out on the streets." Mr. Kellup threatened. "I don't take no nonsense from anyone that bites. You're lucky I still have you around working on that rust junk of yours."

Charlotte raised her head up and started out the door. Her eyes glowed green as she raised her index finger at him.

"I will get you one day. You. Will. Wish. You. Hadn’t...messed with me." Charlotte threatened cold and grim.

Then, she ghosted away to her spot leaving Mr. Kellup with terror. Mr. Kellup wished he hadn't had yelled at her like that.

"Holy mackerel..." Mr. Kellup said regretfully.

Mr. Kellup thought of the horrible things Charlotte might do to him. He decided to shake it off and tend to his paperwork.

Charlotte busied herself on detailing her car. There was dust and dirt everywhere. She dusted off the steering wheel of her Trans Am and while she was wiping away the ashes on the dashboard, Mr. Kellup came to her to tell her he was sorry for yelling at her. Would it make a change if Mr. Kellup told her he was sorry? Would it make Charlotte spare his life? Charlotte was all out of mercy.

"I-I'm sorry I yelled at you for fighting Greg. Too much paperwork has been piling up on my desk...you know with bills and letters all stacked up. I really shouldn't be getting mad at you, but you really need to think about your actions." Mr. Kellup said.

Charlotte quickly scowled at Mr. Kellup and about-faced said to him with the coldest tone anyone has ever heard.

"My actions? Yet, you have the audacity to beg my forgiveness to you after what you yelled at me! I have no mercy! You know, I used to like you, but now I know you're just one of the pointless souls that means nothing to me. I don't like a lot of people on this miserable planet and when a man gets to a point where he throws his temper at me, it makes me sick! And I get the urge to kill!" Charlotte said.

Charlotte approached Mr. Kellup and backed him into a corner to talk to him some more about how she loathed him even more. Charlotte was in rage bigger than before.

"When a man is picking on me, I tend to deal with it in my own way to send them into their doom! One dark night as you're driving home, I will get you. I will get you and you will die hotly into your doom! Be ready because I will track you down." Charlotte said. "I will send you to your contingency doom."

Charlotte then swoops back to dusting her Trans Am from the ashes and dirt from the wreckage from a few months ago.  Mr. Kellup got up and went to his desk to tend to his paperwork. Freddy gulped fearing that Charlotte found out he told Victor and Robert about her. He placed a hand on his throat imagining Charlotte ripping out his lungs to his skull...just like in his nightmares.

Once when Charlotte was done, she locked her car, flew out of the garage door, and vanished in front of Freddy's eyes. Mr. Kellup came out to have a word with Freddy. He walked up to Freddy and tapped him to get his attention.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked.

Freddy turned around and swallowed his fear.

"Yes," Freddy asked.

"It's about Charlotte. Have you ever seen her like this...well, spooky and this grouchy?” Mr. Kellup asked.

"She...usually doesn't act that way when she's around me. She hasn't threatened me." Freddy said.

"Has there been a behavior change in Charlotte since she last spoke to you?" Mr. Kellup asked.

"Not recently, but she's really strange." Freddy said.

"How so?" Mr. Kellup asked.

Freddy told Mr. Kellup about whenever Charlotte doesn't like people; she "puts them on her kill list"

"When Charlotte likes a certain person, she leaves them alone, so they can live without the fear of her tracking them down." Freddy finished saying.

"Do you think she hates me?" Mr. Kellup asked.

"Without a doubt. She used to like you, but after the fight happened, I don't think she'll let you live for very long." Freddy said.

"Oh? How do you know that?" Mr. Kellup said.

"Let's just say a kid from my high school days told us so." Freddy said.

"Us?" Mr. Kellup confused.

"Victor and I went to his house to get some details about Charlotte." Freddy said.

"When do you think she'll get me?" Mr. Kellup asked worriedly.

"Who knows? She can come unexpectedly when you're not even looking." Freddy said.

Mr. Kellup gulped as he clanged onto his throat. He was afraid Charlotte will get him.

Chapter 6

Greg and his friends all come to the garage to rob the office where Mr. Kellup kept money in his desk and to trash a few cars until Charlotte rips off Mack, and chest-busted him while Greg and his remaining friend run for their lives

That night while Charlotte was on duty, while watching above the railings on the ceiling in her true self from the two week-ago massacre, Greg and his friends all came inside whooping with crow bars and knives to tear apart Freddy's car with. First, they were going to rob Mr. Kellup knowing where he kept the payment money from every person that paid their dues. They pulled the door apart the door with a crow bar and broke the hinges off. They were in digging in every drawer for the money. Papers flying and folders went up to add to the mess. They opened a drawer and found the money they were after.

"Guys, I got the money. Let’s trash Freddy's car and get outta here." Mack said.

After that, they went up to Freddy's car and started to tear it up unaware that Charlotte was watching. Charlotte crept soundless to the rails and gripped on tight waiting for the right moment to happen. Greg and his friends all bash the car from the windshield to popping the tries and headlights. And as the wreck was about to get worse, Charlotte made a spooky approach. She whooshed like a grim reaper making the lights all flicker and buzz as she circled around the garage. Charlotte growled furiously as the friends all stopped what they were doing. Their attention all focused on what was making the lights flicker and buzz. Then a railing fell from the ceiling and crashed on the concrete floors making the light shatter into parts. Charlotte was present! Greg jumped upon the hood of the car to get a better look what was in the room watching them.

"Guys...I think something's going on." Greg said with terror.

Charlotte ghosted in front of his face making him fall off the car and sending the rest of his friends to cling onto together each other.

"What was that?" Mack asked.

Charlotte finally dropped with a loud heavy plop like a moth. Murmurs were exchanged and Charlotte's head rose up snarling and hissing with drool dripping off her teeth blood-hungry. Charlotte trilled and opened her mouth as drool stretched from her bottom jaw to the top of her mouth. Everyone dropped their weapons and stood there scared white. She roared furiously and sent the boys running away. Mack was known to be a slow runner because he was fat and spent his time eating popcorn smothered in lard and chips.

"Wait, wait up you guys." Mack said as they headed towards the garage door.

Charlotte magically slammed it shut and locked it with her powers. They tried to open it but it wouldn't budge.

"Over there, the window, it's our only shot." Greg said.

They all ran to the window that was opened. They hoisted themselves up and Greg helped his friends escape through the window and they all helped Mack as the last one out. When Mack was trying to get through the window, Charlotte grabbed him by the ankle and pulled him. Mack screamed as Greg held onto him from his arm. It was a tug-of-war. Charlotte growled viciously and yanked Mack hard. She was changing into her demon form and was stirring them up with fear for the chase to be interesting.

"My arm, it's slipping! I'm slipping." Mack hollered.

"Don't worry buddy, I've gotcha." Greg said.

Mack's jacket was slipping off and soon, Charlotte pulled him away from the window.

"NO!" Greg screamed to see his friend about to be torn apart.

Charlotte clawed up Mack's back to bring him down. Mack used his crow bar to bash Charlotte in the face.

"Get. Away." Mack screamed.

Charlotte was angrier than before. She grabbed the crow bar away from Mack's hand and threw it far away and bit him hard with teeth sinking into his skin in the arm. Mack hollered in pain as Charlotte tore off a chunk of his right arm and started to tear into Mack's chest. Mack kicked her off and got up holding his arm. Charlotte spewed a sky blue acid on Mack's back that burned through his clothes to his skin. Mack fell on his knees in pain and Charlotte ghosted inside Mack and tore through the insides of his body. Mack screamed in pain as his arm was bleeding. Charlotte poked through the skin as

Mack felt a throbbing heaving pain. Charlotte then chest blistered and bubbled through him spraying bits of fat and blood in many fast festers everywhere. She then clawed at Mack's face and tore out his eyes and tore off his tongue swallowing it as she raked Mack to death. Greg couldn't watch the horror as he laid up against the wall sobbing. Mack was dead because of the blood loss and acid eating him up his skin. Charlotte dropped on Mack's lifeless body and tore some skin off his face.

"Come on guys...Mack is dead." Greg said.

As they started, Charlotte swooped out the window making the rest of the friends run for their lives. Charlotte chased them out of the junkyard and stopped dead in the ray of the entrance light flickering. Charlotte flew back into the garage to put part of Mack's body in a slimy nest above the ceiling. Charlotte then tore Mack's body in two parts and wrapped it up in a slimy gooey nest and placed it to the ceiling. Then, she vanished like a ghost.

The next morning, as Freddy was going to get his watch from his car, he saw a horrid sight. His car partly damaged and half a body shredded in strips. Freddy panted in fear as he clasped his hands on his mouth. As he walked to his car, a slimy drop of what appeared to be some sort of body made amburger grease fell upon Freddy's shoulder. Freddy dipped his index finger in the spot and looked up. Mack's other half of body totally glued to the ceiling. Freddy's blood turned cold with fear. Freddy stood there looking up for an hour. Mr. Kellup came in and saw Freddy looking up at something.

"Hey kid, what on earth are you..." Mr. Kellup suddenly looked up too and stopped at his sentence.

Freddy pointed to the sky without saying anything. He was still horrified on what he was seeing.

"Oh my..." Mr. Kellup said as he went to his office to call the cops.

He was even more horrified to see his office a mess and door broken.

"YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!!!" He shouted. "WHO DID THIS?”

Mr. Kellup ran to his office. He picked up the phone and called the police.

"Hello, police, you better come down here quick, there's been an activity of robbery and...The blood-shed of someone.”

Freddy and the other customers who all came inside noticed the half body of Mack lying on the floor. They looked up at the ceiling and saw the other half body glued to the wall. They all murmured to one another, exchanging looks until the police showed up. One police officer spoke to Mr. Kellup about the robbery of every customer's payment. Others went to the other customers asking about the murder. They told them that they just walked inside and found half a dead body on the ground and above the ceiling. No one was there to witness what happened. Detectives came in and examined the happening from top to bottom. Charlotte was watching from the window above the body shop. She knew it would be a hunt just like two weeks ago. She flew away back to her home on the hill.

"Welp, this ain't done by no human I ever seen." Detective Clouse said.

"What do you suppose happened?" asked a police officer.

"Don't know. Something unholy and that hates the whole human race ever since the beginning of time." Clouse said.

"But that would be impossible. Demons and monsters only exist in fiction." The police officer said.

"Could it have happened just how those teens that never came back from the deserted church and graveyard in the same way...like in the newspaper?" asked Clouse.

"I don't know. But we'll get to the bottom of this.” the police officer said. 

Freddy looked at his damaged car.

"All that work I've put into it... damaged. Ruined." Freddy said sadly.

Charlotte suddenly comes into the body shop to get some tools a few minutes later. As she walked by, Freddy looked up at her terrified. She magically restores Freddy's car in front of his eyes. Freddy backed away terrified. Detective Clouse was having coffee. He studied Charlotte and went up to her.

"Hello, madam, I am Detective, AKA Private eye Clouse Foon. I just want to ask you some questions if you don't mind." Clouse said.

"Ask me anything, I'm sure you'll get the same answer of what happened." Charlotte said as she dug out for certain tools.

"Where were you last night the night Mack Stapleton Jr. was killed and then was cut in two?" Clouse asked.

Charlotte looked at him with a scowl as if she was going to murder Clouse right in front of everyone, but she didn't.

"I was at the deserted church and graveyard. I came here to be on guard." Charlotte told him.

"Did you witness anything gruesome at the time that involved certain evidence...like amburger grease?" Clouse asked.

"No." Charlotte said as she looked at him and went back to digging for the tools.

"Did you witness who or what made the amburger grease nest?" Clouse asked.

"For the last time, NOO!" Charlotte said.

"One last question, do you know anything that made the murders and grease?" Clouse asked flabbergasted.

Charlotte looked at him and encountered him closely as Clouse backed up.

"No," Charlotte hissed.

Clouse cleared his throat and went onto asking the next person who was fixing up the upholstery of his Camero. Charlotte watched Clouse walk to the next person with hate, collected the tools and ghosted off to her car. She was going to touch it up with a special fluid that would fade out the scratches from the day Barry was killed. The day she killed Barry in the rolling wreckage that happened months, and months ago.

Freddy soon snapped out of the horror and went to inspect and look over the improvement to his car. All that work put into effort, all ruined, but he saw he didn't have to through all that bother. Freddy checked under the hood to inspect it before he asked for a legal sticker. Suddenly, Charlotte whooshed inside Freddy's car...and giving him a scare. Freddy's car was on fire, but still everything else was unharmed. The paint was safe, the motor wasn't affected by the flames and the whole car began to inspect by itself...or was it?

Right before Freddy's eyes, his car began to grow a legal inspection sticker as if he were dreaming.  The  headlights were being clearing up from fog; the bumper began to shine like brand new.  the car suddenly was spinning its rear wheels while it was still on fire. The ground trembled like an earthquake  Freddy fell to his butt and scooted back, waiting for something to happen. The flame turned green as it burned with un-damageable features to the car. Freddy rubbed his eyes to check if he was dreaming or suffering illusions from the first signs of schizophrenia. When Freddy opened them, he saw Charlotte whoosh over his head like an evil, evil ghoul. Freddy had ducked but when he looked again, his car was all fixed up and the green flames were out like a light bulb. Freddy's head turned in all directions to look for Charlotte, but she had vanished away.

Mr. Kellup came up to Freddy and helped him up.

"Are you okay? What was that?" Mr. Kellup asked after witnessing such a thing.

"Yeah, that was the craziest thing I ever saw. My car...was on fire like if it wasn't even blackening like you would see in a burning building...It fixed the inspected all by itself." Freddy said.

"Holy mackerel, man." Mr. Kellup said speechless. "Do you think Charlotte had something to do with it?"

"I don't know. I hope not." Freddy said.

While Freddy sat inside of his car, trying to think how all that mysterious frenzy happened. The police and some firemen were trying to remove Mack's half body off the ceiling with crowbars while standing on a latter.

"I can't figure this out for the life of me." A fireman said.

"Keep trying. Use some glue remover, get the hose, we'll spray this off even if it means flooding the whole joint into a swimming pool." A cop said trying to think of some things to do in order to remove the body off the ceiling.

The firemen tried everything, but the body didn't budge, not one bit! Just then, as the firemen and the police were about to give up, the gooey and slimy material begun to come off. It sounded gross and gushy as if someone were trying to remove something from the bottom of a shoe. The body soon began to hang off the gooey stuff until it was on the last and smallest strip of slime. Lastly, it dropped like a honeycomb to the floor. Everyone cheered and the police removed the corpse from the spot it dropped.

Freddy sighed confused and exhausted from what scared him.

"First the burning crash, then the carnage of Mack, and now this...I'm so confused." Freddy said as he rubbed his face with his hand.

Freddy looked in the corner of the windshield and saw an unual stick. It said "Demon inspected" with a logo of a skull on it. What did it mean? Freddy had never seen anything like it. There was a knock on Freddy's car window. Freddy looked and spotted Charlotte just barely coming out of her demon self. She was changing shape into a human. Freddy flinched at first but dared to get out of the car.

"You startled me." Freddy said.

"Dazed and confused at the scene?" Charlotte asked.

"Yes, I don't know what to think next." Freddy said.

"Come take a ride with me. It'll be fun." Charlotte said.

"Okay..." Freddy said.

Charlotte got inside her Trans Am, unlocked the passenger side door, and Freddy got in.  It wasn't bad at all for the moment but what he didn't expect was to be going on a heart stopping and terrorizing ride of his life he ever experienced. Once Charlotte started the ignition, the car itself went into that same "Ghost Rider" scene again. Freddy soon began to realize it was a mistake to get in a car with an unholy shape-shifting monster.

"What's going on?" He asked frightened.

Charlotte cackled wickedly as she drove the Trans Am out of the garage like a bat out of hell with Freddy screaming. Once Charlotte stopped at the stop light, Charlotte spun her back wheels, kicking up asphalt and then racing through red lights. Irradiating those who were in the way. Charlotte zoomed by a group of people standing by a building. The car took off the skin of their faces as Charlotte kept racing away. It was quick and sudden.  The people's heads only had their eyes. They were looking at what passed them and trying to figure out how it happened. Charlotte felt crazy with excitement and was having a whale of a time. While Freddy was screaming and felt as if his whole body was just bone and skeleton from the head down to his toes. It was like something out of a nightmare. Police were after the speeding car but soon died automatically leaving Charlotte to get away with speeding.

After the crazy ride, Charlotte went back to the garage by doing a three sixty and then stopping perfectly in her spot. Freddy let out a big huff as he was glued in an awkward position. His fingers felt like they were being pulled into the fabric. Charlotte turned off the car and got out. Slowly, Freddy opened the door and stepped outside. He was now scared stiff and he felt like a plank of wood. He couldn't feel his knees and was walking funny with his face white as a cloud. He walked like a zombie. When he stopped, he stood still, waiting for himself to be normal again. 

17.

Chapter 7

Charlotte goes to hunt down Larry who is alone at night from his daily shift at the dog pound. Larry notices he's being watched by someone or something. He asks who's there and Charlotte shifts into Mack's skin in the dark and comes into the light where Larry can see her. At first, Larry was relieved to see his friend thinking he was dead...but that isn't really Mack, it is Charlotte as they kept walking on down the sidewalk to Larry's home. When Larry starts talking about Charlotte, Larry is chased by who now thinks is Mack until Charlotte rips out of Mack's skin and flies after him while he's on foot. She corners him deep inside an alley and gruesome-ly enters his mouth and chest busts him taking his heart.

A few nights later, Larry was working late at the animal pound giving love to the cats that were meowing.  17 cats were adopted on the same day. He would brush them a few hours and return to his paperwork after putting them back in their cages. He kissed them to go to sleep. Larry looked over the forms from A to Z filing them neatly in a fire-proof black cabinet. Charlotte was waiting for him on the roof of the building ready to rip out of his body in a pool of blood. Larry looked at the clock in the quiet sleepy office. It was 7PM and he didn't get off until 10 PM.

Larry read over the adoption forms and filed them in the cabinet as he took out the older forms from 3 years ago. He entered them into the computer into a report and he shredded them in the paper shredder. He worked on entering the old forms in the computer for hours. When Larry got half way done, it was already 10:30 PM. He looked at the clock and didn't realize he was distracted for two hours. He clocked out with his time card, shut down everything, and locked up.

He went to a pay phone and dialed for a taxi explaining that he needed to be home in 20 minutes. The service told him they were on their last hour and that they'd be there in a minute. Then, Larry hangs up and waited for the taxi to come pick him up. As Larry was whistling a tune, he heard flapping noises behind the shelter. He looked behind him and it was gone. The noise was gone!  When a taxi pulled up, Larry directed the driver where he wanted to be. Then, the car drove away from the animal pound. Charlotte flew and followed where it was going. She kept her eyes on the taxi and made a landing when it stopped to let out Larry to his destiny. Larry paid the driver and walked down the sidewalk when it disappeared. Charlotte watched him closely as Larry whistled to his way home. A chill went down his spine and he shivered. Larry zipped up his jacket to warm him up and continued his way. As he was walking, he noticed two eyes watching him in the dark and he could only see a little bit of whoever or whatever that was watching him before it vanished in a blink of an eye. Someone or something was watching him and had been ever since he left the pound. Larry gulped and hoarsely called out;

"Who's there?"

Charlotte shifted into Mack's skin and comes into the light shining from a streetlamp. Larry sighed in relief.

"Oh Mack, it's only you. I though you were dead?" Larry said thinking it was Mack.

"I thought I was dead too." Charlotte said in her Mack's voice.

Larry chuckled and put his arm around Mack as they walked to Larry's house.

"So, how did you ever...you know live through the attack from that...thing?" Larry said.

"I thought I was gonna die until the cops showed up and it disappeared." Charlotte who was in Mack's skin said and in the exact voice of Mack.

"Wow, Mack. That's serious." Larry said.

"Right." Charlotte said.

They go up "Walker Hill Valley" and walked passed the mailboxes.

"Whatever that thing was, that attacked us, and boy was it ugly. Uglier than my Aunt Barbra that lives in that dump yard that she calls a house over at Gurley Road." Larry said.

Charlotte scowled at Larry and looked straight. It was going to be close before Larry talked about her for the third time.

"It was so ugly that it could burn in the fire pits of the underworld. Skinwalker ugly." Larry said.

Strike two! Charlotte was getting offended and already in anger. One more and that should tear it.

"I would watch my words differently if I were you." Charlotte said sounding agitated.

"Why? That thing is weird. I can't imagine if that thing turned out uglier than it normally was. Something worse and uglier." Larry said "It could've been some sort of abnormal person that had a grudge or something."

That tore it! Charlotte growled at Larry and grabbed him by the shirt. She drew him up to her face and bared her teeth.

"C'mon man, what're you doing?" Larry asked as he squirmed to get free.

Charlotte shifted out of Mack's skin. Her face and body changed with her as she dug her claws deep into Larry's skin tearing his shirt. Larry screamed and ran so hard that he ran down the street.

Charlotte chased after him by flying. She clawed him in the shoulder and carried him up as blood drew from Larry's shoulders. She dropped him, Larry hit the ground, and Charlotte dropped on him hard and heavy. She bit into his leg and dragged him to kill him as she roared and growled tearing a chunk of his leg off. Larry kicked Charlotte in the face with the other leg and darted away. Charlotte bolted after him as she flew close, cornering him to a dead end. She had him against the wall of a dumpster. Larry panted and dug in his pocket for a knife. He was bleeding badly. Charlotte darted into his mouth as Larry panted and then screamed. Charlotte slit him open in half with her tail and Larry's body fell in two parts.  Charlotte had his heart in her mouth and blood dripping from her mouth. Charlotte swallowed the heart down and eyed Larry who was trying to crawl with his hands in motion. She pounced on him and clawed up his face removing his eyes and ripping off his tongue. She broke apart his jaw and clawed out the back of Larry's throat.  Charlotte then jumped to his lower half and tore off the connecting bones that slid so wet out of his body. Charlotte now had his whole head attached to the whole spine.

She flew off leaving Larry's body to rot in the pool of blood. Charlotte carried Larry's bones to her home at the deserted church. Charlotte placed it with the other skull connected spine all in a collection. She began to grow muscles of a horse and her mouth grew an extra mouth inside. It started to form in a foamy acid to form into a circular extendable flexing inner mouth. Her jaws began to grow sharper and her growl began to grow deeper and more evil. Charlotte's tail had the ability to change into a whip whenever she needed. It felt good to be more evil than the demons that rose from the fiery pits of the underworld. It had them put to shame. Charlotte crawled up to the roof from inside to the bell box to take flight again.

She flew to the body shop to patrol. Charlotte dropped in with a heavy plop scaring the daylights out of the early intruders. Charlotte rose her head up, eyes glowing green, outer jaw slowly dropping as she roared then her inner jaw opened last trembling the skin of the flexible extendable neck inside her mouth.  She discovered Greg and the rest of his friends that were alive along with a new friend they had met a few days ago named Rick that were going to rob another person's car for money that they kept inside the car.

"Let's get outta here fellas!" Greg said terrified.

"Oh yeah, seriously!" Rick agreed.

Charlotte magically blocked off the exits and darted after them as they ran. They tried the garage doors, they were locked. They tried the windows, they wouldn't budge.

"We're trapped boys." Greg announced.

Charlotte cornered them and spread her wings out. She lunged down low ready to attack. Charlotte hissed deeply with both of her mouths in fury. Charlotte slowly placed her front claw in front of her as her tail swished back and forth. Charlotte waited until one them moved to run to tightly wrap her whipping tail around their legs. Henry swallowed and sprinted forward to run.

"No dude!" Greg warned.

 Charlotte whipped her long tail around Henry's leg and made him fall. She pulled him in as she encountered him leaving the rest to run. Charlotte clawed him to hold him in his place. She extended her inner jaws out and tore off his eye. Then, she turned him over and started to rip out Henry's spine.  Painfully, Henry screamed in agony. Greg looked for a crow bar and went to protect Henry.

Greg whacked Charlotte on the back of her neck and shouted "Get away! Get away!" as he whacked her. Charlotte extended her inner jaw and tongue out and snatched the bar out of his hands instantly. She melted it with her acid blood and tossed it over her shoulder. Charlotte lunged toward Greg and chased him.

Charlotte flapped her wings and grabbed Greg by the leg, carrying him up and up. Greg was upside down as Charlotte dropped him with his head hitting first on the concrete floor. Greg got up and ran as Charlotte flew down to do it again. Greg took cover under a car where Charlotte couldn't reach him. She used her inner jaw as she snapped at Greg. She tried the other side to reach him. Charlotte roared in frustration and ghosted under as she lifted the car up with such unlimited might. Greg ran for the bathroom to hide. Charlotte dropped the car and chased after Greg who had beaten her to the bathroom. Mike, Henry, and Rick tried to stab Charlotte with pocket knives and crow bars that they were using. Charlotte looked at them and whacked them out of the way leaving the knives in her shoulder. Charlotte was going to attack Greg until the knives in her shoulder melted away in her body and evaporated into a million pieces. Charlotte whipped her tail and lashed it out at Mike. Charlotte threw him out the window so hard that it shattered the window. Charlotte whipped out her tail at Henry and flew with him in her jaws up, and up until she dropped him.

But Charlotte didn't drop him the second time, she instantly threw him hard to the garage door until there was a hole in it. As Rick was going to run, Charlotte pounced on him and knocked him down with all her weight. Rick felt something break out of place in his back. Charlotte raised her front claw to strike him across the face until there was a car approaching. Charlotte flew away and ghosted through the walls, disappearing. It was Clouse that had come to ask what was all the ratting around near his hotel room. Clouse opened up the sliding garage door and walked in. There were bits of drops of blood in different areas. He saw Rick on the ground panting with trauma and went to go help him.

"Are you alright, kid? What're you doing here in the middle of the night?" Clouse asked.

"It's back! It's still here! Run while you can, because it's back!" Rick said in terror.

"What's back?" Clouse asked.

"The...the-th-the THING!! The thing that killed Mack." Rick shouted.

Clouse helped Rick up to his feet but Rick couldn't stand, Charlotte seemed to have broken his back when she pounced on him.

"Please...leave me here. I've got too much illnesses already." Rick panted hoarsely.

"It'll be okay. We'll get you to a hospital and you'll be okay." Clouse said.

"No, It's too late...late...I'm put...out of my...misery." Rick said as he slowly died from the bone triggering his heart on his upper broken spine that slit through.

Clouse tried to wake him but Rick was dead. Rick died from blood loss and he had choked on it as it came out of his mouth and nose.  Clouse called for help and soon emergency vehicles arrived. Clouse spoke to the policemen that there was an "accidental collision" and told them that the spine was broken in two causing the upper spine to fall and stab through Rick's heart causing him to die instantly.

"What killed him?" asked one policeman.

"I donno. Something must've broken his back that weighed over 100 pounds." Clouse said.

"When you find out whom or what it was, we'll know just what to do with them." the policeman said.

Clouse nodded and swallowed a bit of saliva stuck in his throat as his Adams apple slid up and down. He went to go speak to the parents of Mack and Larry about their whereabouts. They told him both of their sons haven't been home in days and had police search for him.  But, Larry's mom had reported her son dead and headless without a trace on what did it. She had explained that there was a pool of blood in the middle of the neighborhood street. Clouse asked if anyone saw what it was that attacked Larry. She only told him it was a very large bat with front feet with claws that the neighbor said it looked like a bat, but they didn't know what it was. After the talk, Clouse thanked Larry's mom for her time and left. Disappointed, Clouse drove back to his hotel room.

20.

Chapter 8

Charlotte keeps a look out for Henry that night. She spots him getting out of his 96 AC Cobra. She sneaks inside as she closes off the windows and doors locking them at Henry's dad's; Mr. Kingstone's gas n go station, Henry  is just keeping watch for the night until Charlotte triggers the bell by mistake. When Henry goes to see who it is, he is viciously attacked by Charlotte. The video camera is watching the scene and once Charlotte has Henry knocked unconscious setting off the gas to smoke the room; Henry wakes up with that same throbbing heaving pain and the sudden gut busting. Charlotte destroys the camera. When Henry's dad comes in, he finds Henry dead and panics by calling the cops. He shows them and the detective the video. Soon they understand what killed Mack and those crazy teens.

It had been weeks since the whereabouts of Mack and the reported giant strange bat. No one knew what it was. On one night, Henry drove down to his father's station; at Mr. Kingstone's Gas N' Go service station to watch over it for the night. Charlotte followed him and was hidden above the building across from the station. She watched him get out. Henry got out of his red 1969 AC Cobra and walked inside.

"You're late, Henry." Henry's dad said.

"Sorry, pop." Henry replied pathetically with an eye-patch over his eye from the previous attack.

Henry's dad told him, he needed to go to a cocktail party and to discuss how the economy was coming along. Henry understood and watched him leave in his 1978 Chevrolet Camero ZL1.  Henry sighed heavily and sat down in his father's office to watch TV. Outside, Charlotte flew down from the building and ghosted up to the entrance. She crept inside slowly as she lunged low, closing off the exits. She was quiet and stepped lightly without making a single sound as she walked. As Henry was watching a murderous game show, Charlotte was getting closer and closer until she accidentally triggered the service bell with a Ding-ding from under her. Henry looked away from the TV and out the window to see who was out there on such close to the end of opening hours.

"Yes? I'm here." Henry said.

There was no answer. Henry got up and walked out of the office.

"Hello? Well if you ain't gonna say anything, you mind as well---" Henry stopped talking when he saw Charlotte crouched down, looking up at him with sinister green eyes. Henry gasped out loud hoarsely. Charlotte attacked Henry viciously and violently. Charlotte scratched his face and cookie-cut off his tongue. Charlotte clawed at his stomach to tear it open as Henry screamed in terror and pain. She was about to bite into it until Henry reached for a wrench. Charlotte dragged him back from it to get out of reach with her tail and strength. She then pounced on Henry and grabbed a piece of Henry's stomach, as her teeth sunk deep into his body.  Then, Charlotte clawed for Henry's brains on his head by ripping through his hair.

Henry kicked her off him and ran up against some pipes containing a poisonous gas. Charlotte rose to her feet and darted towards him. She pulled away the pipes one at a time with her teeth and inner mouth. She reached in and dragged him by the ankle. She violently clawed into his leg. There was gas filling up the whole room. Charlotte ghosted into Henry's mouth the moment Henry passed out unconsciously. Up in the corner of the room, there stood a video camera that recorded everything. Henry laid unconsciously on the floor with a pool of blood. He looked motionless.

It was a few minutes; Henry woke up with a huge gasp to discover he wasn't dead. He felt a heavy heave of force coming from his bleeding stomach. He groaned out in pain as the lump showed through his the organ. Henry felt as if his insides were burning from something that spewed acid and had spread through his body. Charlotte quickly used her tail and sliced open Henry's body to come out. She oozed and bubbled out of his chest all the way outside. She ripped open his bleeding stomach containing Henry's digesting food of pizza and beer, and popped out covered with blood, intestines, and lungs. Henry died instantly in his father's garage. Charlotte shook the blood off a little from her body. She smacked her jaws and noticed the video camera in the corner. She growled and attacked the camera and destroyed it to pieces.  Next, Charlotte ghosted through the garage doors before someone came back.

 An hour later, Henry's dad showed up to the entrance of his station. He wondered why Henry closed the garage door. So Henry's dad opened it up anyway and it easily slid up like a window shade, but when Henry's dad saw his dead son on the floor of his station, he ran up to it and he was in horror. The camera laid in the corner in parts and wires. Henry's father sobbed as his Adam’s apple slid up and down. His only child...dead! Dead as a door nail. He picked up the motionless body and held it close to him as he sobbed. He didn't care about the messy blood that he got on his shirt, he wanted his son back. But he was dead.

"Oh Hen--" He could hardly finish his sentence.

As he went to wipe his left eye, his right eye caught the scene of the camera laying there. He gasped and set his dead son down. Henry's dad scrambled over to it and had a look at what the camera caught.  He rewinds the camera and played it. His eyes steadily watching closely for anything strange that the camera picked up. He saw something creep inside the garage and then magically close off the doors. But how? What was it? Was it some kind of flesh and blood demon? Was it from outer space? Henry's dad watched closely for more detail.  He saw the attack on camera and he started to tear up. He clasped his hand on his mouth in shock. He paused it when the creature shook off and looked at the camera and tried to figure out what that creature was. He squinted as he studied it. Those green eyes, those wings, those claws that pierced Henry, those large manko shark's teeth, those spikes on the back, that cat-headed face, those big horn sheep horns, and that tail. What could it be? What was it? Henry's dad didn't know, he didn't know anything of the specimen. He drove placing the camera on the passenger seat of his Camero and he sped down to the library to research it. He got on the computer and researched pictures from GOOGLE images. He searched "demon oids" and looked at every one of them, but none of them came close to a match. Henry's dad tried Changelings and he looked at every image. He found a match that looked just like Charlotte. He tried to find out its origins by the encyclopedia and many websites. He read it all and still didn't know how it came to be looking like a fierce cat-headed big horn sheep winged creature.

Henrys dad went to his service to call the police for help. He reported a murder and quickly, there were policemen around the place in no time. Clouse came too to fill in his interest.

"What's going on here?" Clouse asked as he got out of his sedan.

"I think you better see this." Henry's dad said.

Clouse looked at the video camera closely from the beginning to the end of the tape.

"Was that the same creature that perhaps killed those two boys I've heard about?" Henry's dad asked

"Could be...there's the wings and claws...holy mackerel, that's the same creature that killed those kids down at the church too." Clouse said as he examined the video.

"Mister Clouse...if you must hear me out, I went down to the library tonight and looked up some images. It wasn't a demon, it was a disturbing changeling! They come in all shapes and sizes and in folklore forms." Henry's dad said.

"A changeling? Like some sort of creature that shifts shapes into anything it can duplicate?" Clouse asked.

"Well, 'fraid so." Henry's dad said.

"Would you come with us and tell us when this happened?" Clouse asked.

Henry's dad nodded to Clouse and rode with Clouse to the police station while the rest of the police picked up the dead body. There, he was explaining things from when he went to an economy party to coming back wondering why the garage door was closed. It was a long discussion that lasted 3 am and Henry's dad was released to go home.

Later on at the police station, Clouse looked at the video again and again trying to get more details about what Charlotte also had in store in her next attack. It wasn't getting any better, and Clouse was stopping the video and playing it in slow motion for every bit of the video. He sighed. He didn't find anything at all. It could have been too sophisticated for human knowledge to understand on whatever was hidden...or was Clouse not looking close and hard enough to see a sign on Charlotte that would give away her origin?

Chapter 9

The police and Clouse go up to the deserted church to look for evidence. They find the dead bodies and examine them.  They find one of the teens still alive in his own blood after many weeks. They collect the bodies, pick up Brad in an ambulance, and take him to the hospital. Clouse on one hand takes the video camera to the researchers and show what happened. They take hours trying to find what happened to them. In the hospital Brad tries to stay alive as he speaks to the detective on what happened in raspy breathing. Clouse brings in the camera recording and they are all terrified. They ask what it is and no one knows. Soon, they send a professional crypozoologist to go and find what is. Only to find, the zoologist with bite marks and a chunk of his shoulder taken off telling them he quits and that it's too scary to know its origins.

It was a hard day for Henry's parents to have Henry cremated but it was all over that day. But for the policemen and Clouse, the hunt was not over. That same day as Henry's funeral, police and investigators all went up to the deserted church and grave yard. They had a look around outside and in.  They lightly pushed open the door to do some work. They walked to gather clues. A team went to investigate in the kitchen while the others started in the service room. They saw a disturbing sight of dead teenagers lying around; the ones that were taking cover in the church. They took some pictures and collected the dead bodies. One of the corpses of the teenagers had its head missing. Clouse went to see if there were any survivors elsewhere. He heard the panting of the surviving teen in the closet; Brad who was still alive. Clouse went over to Brad and held him up.

"W-who's there?" Brad wheezed.

"It's okay, sonny, It's only other human beings. We'll take you to the hospital and get you all fixed up, don't even have to worry about it." Clouse said as a team went to investigate another room.

Clouse signaled them and they came to his rescue. They call an ambulance and take Brad to the hospital to recover. The rest of the team examine each body and determine how they died. Clouse looked at the dead body of Benny who was still hanging onto a steak fork.

"Lookit this. Suppose, he tried to kill himself with a steak fork to stab whatever it was inside him?" Clouse asked when the team was studying them.

"Who knows until we find out how that creature killed them from inside the bodies." said one investigator.

Then, he collected Benny's body and took it down to the lab to be examined. The team loaded them into a big black van and hauled them off.

At the hospital, the doctors all fixed what needed to be done in the ER for Brad. They stitched him up and roll him into a room to rest after the anesthetic. Clouse spoke with the doctor to see if he could have a word or two with Brad. They told him, it'd be a while before Brad could wake up and so Clouse waited in the room in a chair reading a magazine for Brad to wake up.

Clouse waited for hours for Brad to wake up, and when Brad woke up, the clock had read out 1:15 AM. Clouse came up to Brad and asked Brad some questions.

"Brad, I'm a detective for the police department. My name is Clouse and I help solve things like this. May I ask you some questions?" Clouse asked.

"Yesssss." Brad said quiet and hoarsely but rather raspy.

"I've seen a video camera that recorded a creature known as a shape-shifter. The video captured a gruesome attack on Henry. Can you tell me how you got into that church?" Clouse asked.

"Y-yyessssss." Brad said quietly with a croak.

Brad explained the situation from beginning to end. Where the creature changed from one familiar teen to the next. Clouse listened closely and asked "How did you know it wasn't your friend?" and "how did you survive such an attack?"

"I jussss...I knew my friend wouldn't say anything like that...I had prayed that the angels would keep me alive after the attack. I said 'I'm ready' and they took me into the light of loving energy and I saw everything. I was given a chance to live again." Brad said.

"Anything at all came up like a message?" Clouse said.

"There was...they say...'you will be avenged'...so I waited." Brad finished.

Brad quickly fell asleep too tired to continue on with the story of what happened to his friends. Clouse had to wait until Brad was awake to tell them more of what else happened in the attack. Clouse looked at his notes that he wrote down from talking to Brad. He felt like something else was missing.

After Brad woke up, he told Clouse the rest of what he was about to say before going back to sleep again. Clouse exited the room gracefully. 

"What now, Detective?" asked one of the policemen outside.

"Well, I'm headed back to my hotel room to order a pizza. You guys go on ahead to the science lab and see if you can scout out a crypozoologist. See you later." Clouse said and walking out of the hospital.

The policemen went back to the science lab to learn what happened to the dead.

"Look at this...looks like there was something sharp that the creature used to make the rapid kill...like a source of fluid that was able for it to tear through the organs. Perhaps, a sort of burning acid in the tip of its claws to shred its way out leaving the victim to die instantly after it left." One scientist said.

The policemen looked closely at the microscope and saw tiny bits of black led-like pieces.

"The body doesn't rot because these little pieces hold together the tissue and organs so that there's no worms or anything that can eat it. So it freshens up the dead body from rotting." The scientist said.

"Hmmm, interesting. Do you know what it is?" They asked.

"We don't know yet." the scientist said.

The policemen walked out of the room to tend to their duty for any speeders or activity. One of them called for a crypozoologist to go investigate. The zoologist agreed and hung up after the call. 15 minutes later, the crypozoologist arrived at the station and introduced himself.

"Hello, my name is David Baniger. I hear you have a creature that's been attacking people since the last few weeks. I am here to remedy that." he said.

"As a matter of fact, yes. Clouse has been telling us it's some kind of changeling. The night when the teens were attacked and killed by the creature, a survival has told us it lives in the church and graveyard." The police officer said.

"Really? Then, I'll investigate to see how it lives its origins. I have seen many unknown creatures from the Jersey Devil, to the Rock Monster, to many roadside creatures with other animal parts." David said.

"We wish you luck. And don't die." The officer said.

David went on his way and drove up to the church that was deserted along with its graveyard. He took his camera and got out. He approached the church and sat down on a bench. He waited patiently until Charlotte arrived. He saw the collection of human spinal bones still intact to their skulls and snapped a picture of them as they hung motionless. Charlotte ghosted through a wall and eyed the crypozoologist sitting peacefully. She encountered him as spooky as she could up to him but David wasn't afraid.

"You don't look afraid...there's something very wrong with you if you're not afraid." Charlotte whispered within a growl.

David took a picture of Charlotte with the flash on. Charlotte shrieked from the flash and ghosted around the room shrieking an ear splattering noise that could deafen anyone. Charlotte flapped her wings ready for the attack. She flew to the ceiling unaware of David taking pictures the whole time she flew around the room. When Charlotte clasped a hold of the organ, she growled angrily and flew towards David and attacked him viciously. She bit him deep in the thigh and dragged him across the room. David got a picture of her teeth and he tried to stand up to run back to his car, but he was pinned down. Now he started to get afraid. Charlotte roared at his face and ripped his clothing. She was about to scratch his face until David took another picture that almost blinded Charlotte. David had his chance to get up and run. Charlotte chased him and grabbed him by the shoulder as she flew up.  Charlotte ripped out a chunk of his shoulder as David tried to wiggle free of her clutch but his shirt ripped off and he fell near his car. As Charlotte was about to come after him, David got in his car and started it swearing under his breath. When the car started, David took off with his camera around his neck. He sped away from the graveyard as Charlotte ghosted back into the church.

David arrived back at the police station. He barged inside panting and bleeding where his hand was covering it.

"Whoa, what happened?" One officer asked shocked with horror.

"I quit! I quit! That tears it, I quit!" David said placing down his camera loaded with pictures on the desk.

"What?" asked the other officer holding a cup of coffee.

"It's not worth even studying without being discovered by that monster. That thing will tear you all up and who knows, maybe even rip out your guts while you're helplessly lying down with agony and blood spilling out of your mouths." David cursed. "It's too scary to study to know its origins."

Then, David walked out to tend to his wounds at home. No one heard from David ever again. It wasn't before David realized he left his camera behind. Clouse picked up the digital camera and looked at the pictures on his computer after plugging it in with a USB cord. He found images of Charlotte attacking David with grizzly effects. As Clouse looked at them, the pictures got even more grizzly and gruesome than the previous pictures. Clouse picked a photo from the camera and had it published in the newspaper for tomorrow.

The headline read out "Crypozoologist attacked by beast inside church".  Clouse spoke to the newspaper writers about the whole thing from when he was viewing the pictures all the way to the part where the crypozoologist walked out, never to return. Clouse told them he never saw or heard of him ever again.

The next day, the newspaper released out to the public all around the town. Everyone was murmuring about it to one another and they were scared.

"This was worse when the cops discovered that driver that was fried-black." one person said.

"No, much worse...since scientists discovered that UFO crash in 1947 in Roswell New Mexico. Remember that?" another person said.

Meanwhile, Freddy had gone over to Victor's house to get away from the nightmares he was still having. He told Victor about his crazy ride with Charlotte the other day. Victor  and Freddy tried a quiet mediation practice.

"I read the newspaper today and I think I have an idea on how we should set up the trap, remember what Robert told us? My mom went to Narpoa University when she was my age. She taught me the super useful methods of figuring out what scares you." Victor said as he closed the door and dimmed the light with  some quartz crystals in the middle of the room. They sat flat and folded and they closed their eyes for the whole session.

Right in the middle of the meditation session, Freddy was having an awful vision in his third eye. It was about Charlotte! He saw himself in his bedroom when suddenly the door slammed shut as if it was out of "The Amityville Horror" movie he once saw on TV. He heard the door lock by itself. Freddy had lifted his head to see who was there, and he didn't see anyone there. Freddy had gone back to sleep until he felt as if someone was sitting on his stomach. Whoever it was, they were heavy. Freddy woke up, he saw Charlotte sitting on him and she was waiting. He screamed. He was about to turn on the light until Charlotte was attacking him. She had Freddy by the leg with her teeth. She shook him and dragged him all the way into her Trans Am that was idling as it was blazing with green fire. He was screaming as Charlotte threw him into the passenger side seat. Charlotte strapped him down with the seatbelts and got into the driver's side. She took off tearing up the streets like a bat out of hell. It that same trauma Freddy had experiencing like before.  Freddy couldn't move and he felt really scared as Charlotte did a wheelie as she laughed like a wicked witch. The tracks were blazing in green fire as she burned rubber on the streets. As Freddy was screaming in the seat, parts of his body began to disappear in mid air. As it was going to be worse, Freddy opened his eyes screaming at the vision.  He scared Victor  who went over to Freddy to check if Freddy was okay.

"Holy mackerel, man." Victor said.

"I had a horrible vision of how I'm going to die. The dreams I've been having...are making sense now. I'm going to die and come back as something terrible...like I'm going to marry Charlotte in the blazing pits of the demon world. I don't want to go there." Freddy said.

"Don't worry, man. I won't let you end up with Charlotte. We're going to stop this thing no matter how many times Charlotte chickens out...if she has the nerves." Victor said.

"Promise?"

"Cross my heart and hope to fly."

Victor and Freddy went downstairs to have a snack and watch some superhero movies on TV.

25.

Chapter 10

Charlotte stalks Mike going to his girlfriend's house. She'd been following him in his 96 dodge charger RT and surprise attacks them from the car. Mike drives for his life with Charlotte on top of the car trying to get in dragging them to their swampy deaths into the haunted pond.

Two weeks after the crypozoologist left, the scientists were looking at the photos trying to analyze the creature...the changeling for the lab. The crypozoologist had left his camera at the police department and never came back for it at all. They were looking at angles of the changeling from the photos from teeth to eyes, to wings, to the tail. They drew sketches of Charlotte for the online encyclopedia. They were amazed to see the details in the photos that describe such a real scary and more terrifying creature. They dated the picture of the creature on a machine and got a shocking answer. The creature dated way back before the Jersey Devil was born. They murmured to one another on who would be able and brave enough to collect a tooth or even a slight drop of blood from the changeling to find out more. There was a quick silence over the teams in the lab. One of them called Clouse at the hotel and asked if he would come to the lab to see something. Clouse easily complied and drove on his way.

At the lab, Clouse looked at the pictures and whistled in amazement on how close the crypozoologist had gotten...more up closer than he thought.

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"This looks ten times as ugly and as scary as anything else that man has gotten close to beasts before. This creature must be thousands of years old from the 1700s at least." Clouse said.

"We don't know unless we have a sample from it...a simple tooth, a drop of blood, or whatever so we can find out how old it really is." The scientist said.

"Well, I'll be there even if I get a chunk of arm missing." Clouse declared.

"Very good sir. Just be careful." They said.

It was in the middle of October when Mike went to see his girlfriend for a movie that night. Mike and his girlfriend Rosie both got into Mike's 1969 Dodge charger RT and drove to the drive in. They went and saw a super hero movie and got snacks to enjoy as the movie played. They were totally unaware of Charlotte that was watching them from far away.  Charlotte watched them like a hawk from some place hidden so she can't be seen by the drive in. She flew over to on van just behind Mike's Dodge Charger RT. She kept a low, low crouch in case they started to move again. After the two lovers saw the movie, they drive onward to Rosie's home. Charlotte took off fast before they saw her and hovered above the cars lining up to get out. Rosie somehow felt she was being watch from far above in the night sky and was uneasy as they stopped to a Burger King.

"Mike...I'm scared." Rosie whimpered.

"About what? The movie we saw was a love comedy. How could you be scared of a funny movie?" Mike asked.

"No, I mean when we came out of the drive in. I felt something cold going down my back and it felt like something was watching us above the cars. An evil creature that's a merciless man-eating monster...just staring down at us." Rosie said.

"Are you sure? I didn't see anyone when we headed down the street after the traffic light." Mike asked.

"Yes, it happened one time at my grandmother Helen's. I saw some soot of a ragged looking monster just staring at me while I slept. When I turned around, there it was with its big red eyes, sharp teeth, and terrifying growl. I screamed and ran out of the guest room and into the kitchen to grab a weapon and to come back, but it was gone." Rosie said.

"You'll be okay once you get some dinner in you." Mike assumed.

As Mike got out, Charlotte pounced in front of them and surprise attacked them. Mike and Rosie screamed loudly in terror as Charlotte roared a heart-stopping roar between a shriek and a loud thrilling growl. Mike locked the door and sped off down the road. Charlotte jumped on the Charger and held onto the roof with all her claws. Mike raced passed the traffic light as Charlotte poked her head over in the windshield, roaring furiously at them with hunger.

They screamed again and Mike drifted a corner to throw it off, but Charlotte held on like glue. Charlotte jerked the car into a different direction towards the haunted pond. She could easily kill them there and make it easy for her to reach. Charlotte started to lift up the car and carry it a few feet before dropping it. Mike and Rosie screamed and sweared inside the car loudly. Charlotte dropped the charger on the entrance gate with a loud crash. Mike drove down the road as Charlotte terrorized them to keep going. Mike raced off the trail, not knowing where it went to. In a matter of minutes later, they approached the pond and drove right into it being too late to hit the brakes. Charlotte unhooked her claws and dived under the water as the lovers both got out to save themselves. Charlotte swam under grabbing Rosie under the water to drown to death. Rosie screamed under the water as Charlotte dragged her deeper to the ending of the pond. Rosie fights for air but she couldn't shake loose of what was grabbing her. It was too strong. Mike swam for his life and grieving for his loss.  Rosie was torn in two pieces as the blood scattered all over the pond. When Mike reached the shore, he got out into the cold fall night air.  He panted and sobbed with sadness.

"She's gone...my only love that I ever had is gone." Mike thought.

As he was stepping away to walk back, an arm grabbed him by the ankle and pulled him in to the water. He helplessly tried to grab onto something, but there was only dirt. Whatever it was, it was sure strong. Mike screamed for help as loud as he could, but no one lived close enough to hear him. Mike was pulled under and chest busted him open in the water. Charlotte tore half his body apart and removed his eyes from his skull along with his lungs, tongue, and throat. Charlotte swam up to the surface and flew out of the water, back to the graveyard.

The next morning, there was a park ranger that discovered a horrible shock while she came into work at 8 AM. She carefully tilted the body that had floated to the shore and found some parts of him missing. There was also a hole in his throat from where Charlotte cut out. Scared white, she went into the booth and called for Clouse to come take a look at this. She sounded horrified and teary at the same time. Clouse drove on his way and stopped at the booth, following her on foot to the scene. Clouse gasped in terror as he examined the body from top to bottom.

"Where's his other half...shouldn't it be attached to the waist. His whole torso is missing." Clouse said.

"I don't know! All I saw was that his torso was missing and there was just his wait floating there in the dirt." The woman said.

Clouse called for back up to have them look at this and they came on the double. They removed the body, loaded it on the cart, and hauled it to the van to be studied. The other police called for the parents of the two lovers and explained to them what happened. Soon, the parents of Rosie and Mike showed up and saw the body.

"Where is ROSIE?"  The mother of Rosie screamed.

"We don't know..." Clouse said.

Suddenly, the head of Rosie floated up with the eyes missing and mouth open.

"No! Rosie! Oh Rosie!!!" the mother screamed in tears.

She fell into her husband's arms and cried. Rosie's father held her tightly as she sobbed. The cops fish Rosie's head out and place it in the van.  Clouse takes out a tissue paper for both mothers of the two lovers and offered it to them. They took it and blew their noses on it as well as their eyes.

"I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Foletz. We're trying very hard to bring the creature that murdered your daughter down to its doom." Clouse said.

He walked to Mike's parents and told them the same as he went along to his car to drive away.

Clouse drove back to the body shop to see if the creature was there to ask a few questions. The murders had to stop now...but what and who will stop Charlotte? She seemed unstoppable, powerful, and more gruesome than anything of this earth.

The remains were being studied at the lab and the scientists all were looking for that sample from Charlotte, but they didn't find anything anywhere on he bodies.

"We're getting nowhere fast. There has to be someway for that creature to lose a tooth." one of the scientists said.

"We're still working on the answers, Dr. Coleswin. It appears that the creature has a little bit of fur on it's body." another scientist said.

"Clouse needs to think of a way to bring us a sample of that creature before we all end up with nothing. Perhaps the dead creature itself will work. Easier to dissect." Dr. Coleswin said.

"I'm doing all I can Dr. Coleswin! Give me more time!" Clouse shouted in the doorway.

"Well, you're going to have to work harder if we can see if we can spot for a weakness." Dr. Coleswin said.

"I AM WORKING AS HARD AS I CAN YOU SELFISH WHITE WRECK!!" Clouse screamed in fury.

There was a big hush inside the lab as everyone stared at Clouse.

"Fine, don't come back until you have something of the creature." Dr. Coleswin said returning back to the pictures to scan into the computers.

Clouse scowled and stormed out of the station like a brown cloaked phantom in a mask.

Clouse went to his car, opened the driver door of his sedan, got in, and slammed the door shut. He then started the car and took off with a screeching tire scream down the street. However, Charlotte was passing him by and happened to dive-bomb over him while he was driving. As Clouse spotted her, he quickly slammed on his brakes and watched Charlotte make a U-turn as she flew over the town and back to Clouse. Thinking that Charlotte had vanished, Clouse continued down the road when Charlotte dropped with a thud on the hood of Clouse's sedan, giving him a scare. Clouse swerved, slammed on his brakes again, and panted. His heart was thudding against his chest. Charlotte roared at Clouse and growled before trying to bust into the sedan to mutilate Clouse who was onto her. Clouse locked the doors and prepared himself for a big terrorizing event. Charlotte tried bashing her head on the windshield to break it. Clouse screamed as if he were being sucked into Charlotte's green eyes. Charlotte bashed her head to the windshield and broke it. She reached her claws inside to grab a hold of Clouse who was screaming in fear. Clouse dodged the swipes and stepped on the gas petal, hoping for it to work. Charlotte was like a magnet. She held on tight with her claws digging into the metal of the hood. Clouse pulled into high speed as Charlotte quickly reached her head in snapping her jaws at Clouse's face. Clouse turned left and right, trying to shake Charlotte off the car, but had no luck. Charlotte hissed and growled frustrated. She wanted Clouse dead! Oh, how she wanted him dead! Clouse suddenly slammed on his brakes again and rapidly, the car came to a halt just before the stoplight. Charlotte rolled off as soon as she was about to charge inside the car. She disappeared and was no where in sight. Clouse panted as the sweat on his face dripped like a faucet, but he was unharmed. He looked behind him, left, right, and in front of him to spot the beast that scared him but he still didn't see her. He tried waiting for 20 minutes to see if Charlotte would appear, but she didn't. When it was clear to proceed, he drove down the street to go find Freddy to ask him some questions. He thought Freddy would give Clouse an idea on investigating Charlotte's origin. Maybe, Freddy would suggest someone who knew more than Freddy did.

27.

Chapter 11

Still bothered by Charlotte and telling Victor all about the things he's seen, Victor thinks he and Freddy ought to destroy the changeling. So they go rent an earth mover with a backhoe attached to it and a few weapons lent by the military and take it to the garage to fight for the night. Charlotte appears ghostly in her true self. Charlotte goes for the attack and gets her head caught in the backhoe catching her downward for a minute. Charlotte gets enraged and spews acid to melt the scoop and is flying free in the air setting fire and lava spewing out like a dragon on them as Freddy now puts out the bazooka and fires at her. Charlotte doesn't back down from the ammo absorbed into her body. She changes uglier and scarier than before. She crashed through the windshield and takes Victor by the shoulders and starts dropping him and tearing into his legs. Freddy defends Victor and machine guns it to get Charlotte's attention. Charlotte goes after him and takes off his foot totally amputating it completely. She disappears and shows up after 15 minutes more stronger. Victor tries to squish her with the earth mover, but she triumphantly lifted it up and smashes it with Victor inside. She spews acid and lava to burn it down. By sun-up, the fight is won by Charlotte. The heroic losers are injured and on their way to the hospital, they needed their wounds taken care of. Then, by the next fight, Charlotte will have more muscle than before with unlimited power.

After hearing about the news on Sunday morning what happened to the kids from the papers, Freddy calls up his friend Victor to rearrange an ambush on Charlotte. He was still bothered by all the newspapers about the deaths of the high school students that were killed. Victor agreed too as he had been keeping up with the media as well. Freddy told Victor on all that he had seen from the coffee message floating in mid air to the activity going on today.

"I know what you mean Freddy. I think we can stop her." Victor said in his conversation.

"But how? Do you know anything that will stop it?" Freddy asked.

"No, but I have an idea on just what will. Meet me in town tomorrow afternoon and I'll take you to the army base nearby Airport Drive. We'll ask for tanks and guns that will help us." Victor said.

"Deal." Freddy said.

Then, they hung up and got back to their evenings at their houses. Freddy got on his mother's computer and researched about monsters and their weaknesses. A silver bullet? Maybe a try. A cross held up high or a flaming cross drew to the ground with fire? Possibly. Freddy read and read until he knew the defenses against a monster.

On Monday morning that afternoon, Freddy and Victor both drive down to the Military base to ask a favor. They told the Major they needed guns of their like and a tank with other equipment after telling him they were going to use it to destroy a soulless creature that's been murdering all those kids they went to high school with. The Major understood and loaned them guns from shotguns to rocket launchers. The Major loaned them one of the military tanks to take down the creature.

"Tonight, we will battle the beast of burden to its death and stop the blood from spilling out." Victor said as two of the military men followed them to the body shop with Victor's car leading them all the way with the Major's jeep in back to take the soldiers back.

The two boys direct the soldiers on where to park the tank in the garage. They told the boys good luck and be safe using dangerous side arms while fighting a brutal monster. Victor and Freddy saluted them and they got in the Major's jeep to drive away. In about 20 minutes later, Clouse pulled up to see if the monster was there. He was surprised as he walked in eyeing the tank and guns.

"What's all this?" He asked.

"Detective Clouse, we're going to kill the monster tonight at 9 PM when it flies into the garage." Victor said proudly.

"Yeah, we'll make it easy on you and bring in the body for you to see." Freddy said.

Clouse smiled proudly and giggled.

"Good luck boys. You're in the army now. I salute you now in need" Clouse said doing so.

They did the same and Clouse headed back to his car to tell the police the good news. The police were surprised to hear that two willing boys from high school were going to kill Charlotte. They phone the press and have the newspapers all to interview the two kids that were willing to die trying. The newspaper crowd all took pictures and wrote down what the two boys were going to do.

"At nine PM tonight, we'll do everything we can to bring the end of the monster down. We look forward to tonight so we won't have to be bothered anymore." Victor said to the man with the microphone.

"Even if it took backhoes and earthmovers." Freddy added "And military stuff."

Freddy's mother and father were in the crowd trying to get through.

"Have you kids lost your minds? It could be dangerous if you tried to kill whatever this thing was. You're 23-years olds and this stuff is for soldiers that know how to use it!" Freddy's mother shouted.

"Mom, I'm not a little kid anymore. Remember that time we had aliens in the house after we came back from church? They were creepy looking but when I grabbed dad's Colt shotgun, I killed one in our kitchen that was attacking dad. Think of how grown up, brave and heroic I was when I was 8 years old when that happened. If I can kill an unwelcome alien, I can kill a changeling. Not once have I shot myself." Freddy said.

"This is even bigger Freddy--" Freddy's mother was interrupted.

"I know I can do this! Mom, just give me a chance. Maybe this thing will be the same. Easy target to defeat...please, I'm begging you." Freddy said.

Freddy's mother looked at her husband.

"He's right Geraldine. We can't treat him like he's a 5 year old. He needs to do what's right." Freddy's dad said.

Freddy's mother sighed and knew Freddy was right. Freddy had to do what was fair and right.

"Okay...Freddy, be careful. Who knows what this thing will do." Freddy's mother said.

Freddy smiled and hugged them a thank you.

"We love you." Freddy's mom said as she held Freddy's cheeks gently.

"I love you both so much." Freddy said.

Everyone cheered and flashed pictures of the boys. From behind of the press, Charlotte scowled at the two boys that were declaring war against her. Anyone who did, was foolish and be obviously defeated with all their ideas in mind. Charlotte's green eyes glowed with hate and still would send chills down their spines. Charlotte took off flying towards the graveyard to prepare for war.

"Are you sure we'll die trying?" Freddy asked.

"Positive, my friend." Victor said after the press left.

That night, Victor and Freddy both waited in the garage for Charlotte to come. They checked to see if the guns and tank were ready. They were when Victor loaded the guns with ammo. They waited for Charlotte so they could bring her to her doom. They locked the doors and windows off so she didn't escape. It was quiet and almost close to nine PM. They had their helmets on and guns ready in case they needed them. Freddy was beginning to doubt himself that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. He was about to speak until Charlotte ghosted through the garage doors in her true self now with muscles stronger than before. She slowly walked up to them with a snarling growl.

"What fools you two, have become. You will be perished under my wrath and strength before you two can fire those worthless objects you borrowed. Too bad I had to see you crushed under the tank, Freddy. I really was starting to like you. Now, you don't stand a chance against me." Charlotte said.

"You killed one too many people this year, it's time to get even." Victor declared.

Charlotte laughed wickedly and flew up to attack them. Victor who was behind the earthmover guarded Freddy in the shovel.  Charlotte flew a little higher as she detected what Victor was doing and spewed normal fire out her mouth as she grabbed a strong hold of the ceiling light and pulled them off their bolts.

They caught fire and blew into the windshield. Charlotte flew over to them and was trying to grab at Freddy until the backhoe scoop caught her neck. Charlotte roared in fury as her claws too were caught.  Enraged, Charlotte spews out acid and it melted the metal to get her free. When the acid had a big enough hole in the metal, Charlotte flew free now spewing more fire and lava around the place melting places of the garage and some of the earth mover's wheels like a dragon. She scratched Victor's face and tipped over the earth mover. She started to drag him out unaware what Freddy was doing. Victor held on tight to the interior as Charlotte pulled and roared.

"People like you...fight for the rest of the humans on this earth...for the weak...it's simply pathetic!!" Charlotte hissed furiously.

Charlotte released Victor and was trying to break the glass with everything she had in her that she knew would work. Freddy hurried over to get a weapon to fight with while Charlotte was busy with Victor. She butted her head hard on the glass and cracked it. She whacked it hard with her club tail and cracked the glass even bigger.

"You can't hide inside that machine for long until I take control of it to use it against you." Charlotte said.

"Hey! Filthy ugly swine!" Freddy called.

Charlotte's head turned towards Freddy and Freddy fired the rocket launcher at her. The rocket took off Charlotte's arm. Freddy smiled as it worked, but oozing with bubbles, Charlotte's arm grew back rapidly and grew slightly bigger. Charlotte laughed but Freddy's smile quickly faded into horror.

"You missed! You'll only make me bigger and stronger." Charlotte roared out.

Charlotte didn't back down. She grew uglier with an extra set of arms and her nostrils begun to sink inwards as her mouth grew longer teeth. From against the wall of the garage, there was Freddy holding the rocket launcher at Charlotte. Quickly, Charlotte went after Freddy and melted the rocket launcher in Freddy's cold dead fingers. She growled at him viciously baring her teeth that were covered with slime stretching from top to bottom of her jaws. Freddy picked up the rifle gun and fired away violently at Charlotte as he screamed to gain back his bravery. Charlotte absorbed the bullets and knocked Freddy down making him fall on his back. She roared at his face as he strained Charlotte away from his body in defense. Charlotte's claws held her weight on the barrel of the gun as Charlotte was trying to bite off Freddy's face. She tried stretching out her inner mouth to grab a piece of Freddy's face off.

Victor turned the earthmover over and controlled what was left of the scoop to pin Charlotte against the wall making time for Freddy to escape. Freddy ran for safety as Victor held Charlotte up against the wall with her tail swinging violently and her back legs kicking out.

"Run, man. Run" Victor screamed as he saw Freddy take cover to the tank.

Charlotte scratched the neck of the backhoe and tore out chunks of it with her acid blood. Parts begun to fall off making Charlotte free again. More enraged, Charlotte roared loudly with slime spraying from her mouth. Her mouth began to foam up and bubble. Charlotte flew over to Victor and smashed the cab of the mover under Victor. She ripped it off with her clawed feet that were growing longer and more sharper than a chainsaw. She grabbed Victor and took him up in the air as she spewed a hole in the ceiling with lava. She dropped him and Victor fell on his face with a loud smack. Charlotte then picked Victor up again and carried him even higher. As she was about to drop him, Freddy went for a machine gun and fired crazily at Charlotte's body trying to get her attention. Charlotte lets Victor go and disappears for the ultimate attack she knew.

Freddy smiled thinking he had defeated Charlotte, but he would be wrong.

"I think you got her man." Victor said panting as he lay on the floor.

Fifteen minutes, later, Charlotte appears in front of Freddy now even more uglier. She had curling horns curving like tusks on the sides of her lower jaws.

She shrieked in his face and grabbed Freddy by the foot and amputated it on the right side. Freddy screamed out loud as Victor fired the tank at Charlotte with all force. But still Charlotte didn't give up. She ghosted into one of the cars and went for the attack. She controlled the car, aimed the headlights on brights, and stepped on it towards Victor ready to run him over. Victor got up, ran for the tank's cannon to dodge the strike.  Charlotte missed and stopped sharply. She ghosted from the car to her standing body. Victor climbed into the tank and got in. He fired at Charlotte, took off a horn, and stalled. It bubbled back on her head rapidly.

"DO IT AGAIN!!!" Charlotte roared at the top of her lungs now growing even more stronger and bigger.

The ammo was still making Charlotte more powerful than she was before. There had to be a way. Charlotte flew away from Freddy and went to attack Victor. She deeply and viciously growled as loud as she could. Her claws scratching the tank as she tried to get in. Victor drove the tank forward to squish her. Charlotte roared and was in the tank's tracks.

"Is she dead?" Freddy asked.

"I think." Victor said.

Suddenly, the tank began to lift up and up. It was Charlotte under it. She flew with it up and up hoping to smash it. Charlotte's back bubbled with new features. She grew extra horns on her backbone that were longer. Charlotte snarled and tossed the tank down hard, smashing it down with Victor inside. The wheels on the tank fell off as it rolled along with the cannon coming loose. Charlotte flew over to it as it started to flame. She had time to sprout out another set of horns on her under her lower jaw like tusks. head and she crouched down ready to spew lava and acid on the tank. Victor crawled out under it and pulled himself out to safety. Freddy limped over to Victor and helped him up.

"She's too powerful. We've been fighting her for hours and it's nearly sun-up." Freddy told Victor.

"No, not without one last trick." Victor refusing to give up.

"Face it, we lost." Freddy said.

Charlotte spewed her stuff on the tank and it blew out a side from its armor.

"You two mind as well give up. I'm not worth fighting anymore. I've won! You keep firing your tricks at me, and you'll keep losing...maybe even your lives." Charlotte snarled through her eyes.

Charlotte looked up and it was dawn of six in the morning. Charlotte spat out a tooth that was loose from the cannon shot.

"I'll be back to finish you two off later." Charlotte threatened.

She leaped up high and flew back to the graveyard to recover herself. Quickly, she was gone. Clouse came by too late. He took the boys to the hospital at 6 AM.

"What happened? You almost had it on the ground." Clouse asked as Freddy's foot was being wrapped up.

"We tried to kill it with our techniques, but it's just too powerful. It can spit out lava, acid, and fire and we can't kill it." Freddy said tiredly and sadly that he and his friend failed.

Clouse sighed and kneeled down in disprobation. Now what was he going to do? But then, Freddy reached into his pocket, and pulled out Charlotte's tooth.

"If it makes you feel any better, you can have the tooth to look at." Freddy added.

Clouse's head rose in surprise as Freddy placed the tooth into Clouse's hand. A clue! Teeth were a fine tool to use when it came to investigating and it provided good luck. Clouse smiled knowing that there was a clue, just as he was about to give up.

"This does make me feel better. A whole lot better. We needed a sample to find out more and I have had no luck at all. You saved me from a lot of work." Clouse said proudly.

"It was nothing sir." Freddy said.

"Freddy, I'm not giving up. We have to try again no matter if we have to fight it at its home and set things on fire to make it collapse on her. There must be a way to kill her." Victor said from under his bandages.

"Is it worth it, that's what I'm asking." Freddy said.

"Don't risk it. A crypozoologist came back from there and fussed that it wasn't worth it. I think he was just upset from the fear." Clouse said.

"Sir, we saw it can add new features to its body with any hit from a weapon. It gets bigger and scarier as you fight it more." Freddy added to make Clouse feel better about the information.

"It can? What else does it do?" Clouse asked.

"It can spew acid, fire, and lava from its body like a dragon. It's as stronger than anything in the world. It has even longer claws and teeth now." Victor added.

"You boys saved me from a lot of work. I thank you. Your bravery was most honorable and a very heroic thing to do to help save the lives from humans that may be next." Clouse said.

"It was our pleasure trying." Victor said.

"Did it...say anything to you while you were trying to kill it?" Clouse said.

"A little but not much. She said she'll be back for us later and that we fight for the weak which was pathetic from her view." Freddy said. "I donno. I don't remember the rest."

Clouse nodded in understanding. He would be sure to tell the scientists the information he got from Victor and Freddy. Inadvertently, Freddy looked at Victor and reached out his hand as the antibiotics were being given to Freddy's amputated foot.

"Man," Freddy said.

Victor's bandaged face turned to look at Freddy and smiled.

"Thanks for being by my side...covering me and all. I'm sorry I got you into this." Freddy said.

"Hey, we did our best. Next time, we'll be even more prepared. With flame throwers and stuff. See if she can get a taste of her own fire." Victor said.

He imitated an explosion with his hands with sound effects. Freddy smiled.

"With TNT and plastic explosives too?" Freddy asked.

"You bet. Even if we have nuclear bombs to blow that thing off this planet." Victor said.

Freddy smiled.

Clouse got up and drove to the lab with the tooth tucked away in his pocket. He entered through the curtains and told the researchers and scientists to analyze the tooth that he explained to them about the boys' success. They took it,  looked it over with microscope, and every equipment they had working. Clouse was talking to one of the scientists while the tooth was being looked at.

"The boys said that the creature can do more than change shape...they said it can breathe fire, spew acid, and spit lava like a dragon. It told them that it would be back for them later. One of them didn't remember what else it said to them." Clouse explained.

"Hmmm. At least we know this saves us the work. Good work." the scientist said after Clouse finished.

Meanwhile, there were some men to haul away the destruction of the tank and the earthmover. Clouse and some police came and collected samples of the burned and acid covered equipment. Clouse noticed there was a car out of its gate number.

"Was that car parked here before?" Clouse asked.

"No, that's weird. Something must've ghosted through it controlling its moves to try to run over those kids that were in here last night." One police officer said.

Clouse looked and studied the car for clues. He saw a bit of  what appeared to be burned-on paint from when Charlotte used the car to run over  Victor. He carefully ran his index finger over the spot and it flaked off. It was a piece of skin from Charlotte. He picked it up with a pair of tweezers and placed it in the evidence bag.

"I think we can find out what was using the car to run over the boys...this looks like a piece of...skin like from the shoulder or somewhere from the wing area." Clouse said.

Clouse went to look for more skin that must've flaked off Charlotte when she was fighting and when she was being shot at. He saw something in the sunlight. It wasn't clear from where Clouse was standing, but it was shiny and the light seemed to be reflecting it to Clouse's face. He walked closer until he could pick it up. He held it to his face and studied it. Why, it was a piece of Charlotte's protected skin. Another clue to examine in the lab. Clouse put the piece of skin into his pocket and walked around to find more clues. Another piece of skin,  a  claw chipping, drop  of blood perhaps. Clouse didn't find anything, only a piece of skin that he had placed into his pocket. There was a light breeze in the air that made him feel suspicious that Charlotte wasn't through with him. She would get him. She would get him good until his blood swept the streets and into the sewer gutter. Clouse felt a cold chill down his backbone and shivered. Clouse went to his car, got in and started the ignition. He went to the police station to give the scientists the sample of Charlotte's skin to analyze in the crime lab.

After Clouse got home from work, he got ready for bed. He had crow’s-feet under his eyes from sleepless nights from his job. Clouse fell asleep during a middle of a good book. He was having a nightmare. He was driving home late one dark and cloudy night. He was focusing his attention on the road, when something landed on the hood of his car. He screeches to a stop with a scream of alarming pitch. The object rolled off the hood and fell with a plop like as if it came out of the sky unexpected. Clouse gets out to see what or who he hit. He kneeled down to get a closer look. He was white as a ghost and just as he was about to pick it up, the object came alive automatically. The beast flapped its wings like a hummingbird and was biting places all over Clouse's face. His nose...bitten right off, his  eyes...ripped right out of his eye sockets,  his lips...blown clean off, and his ears...torn off. Clouse kept screaming in horror and in agony. The beast was Charlotte and she was ready to kill him. She hissed as her jaws opened completely. Her teeth were dripping with saliva and blood...Clouse's blood. Charlotte rose up and clawed his shoulder. She carried him up, and up until she was at the perfect height to rip him open like a bag of chips. Clouse's body wiggled to get free and as he was trying, Charlotte strongly ripped him apart with all his organs falling. Charlotte suddenly drops his body and flew off.

Clouse woke up the minute all that happened with an alarming scream. Clouse gasped, panted, and looked a the time. It was 3:30 am and the night was still. Clouse checked his body to see if he was bleeding and if he was torn apart. Clouse seemed to be okay with no wounds and no blood dripping off his face.

He sighed and laid back down. He had a nightmare twice as worse than the ones Freddy was having.

32.

Chapter 12

Charlotte is busy replacing the damaged lighting above the ceiling when she is being seduced by a freaky haired boy a part of Greg's team from middle school. Charlotte attacks him tears off his face, claws out his brain, and ripping his legs off and she steals his soul.  She tears his body in two gluing half of it on the wall outside the building. His name was Walter Gorbes. The investigation meanwhile is on. While when Clouse is driving home late one night, Charlotte flies, hitting and scaring him white. Clouse gets out to see what he hit. It is Charlotte. He gets a feel of her skin almost like shark skin and lizard skin combined. It was his nightmare. As soon as he gets a sample from Charlotte, Surprise! Quickly, Charlotte zoops away.

The next few nights after the fight, Charlotte had changed into a different girl. She used the form of the only girl that was in the group that was killed.  Charlotte busied herself on repairing the lighting that she pulled down. Freddy didn't recognize her as he went to pick up a few more tools to fix the spare tire. Charlotte replaced the light bulb and lifted herself on an elevating crane. She rebolted in the railing into the ceiling. However, there was someone watching her as she did the handiwork. He was working on his Challenger for some few hours and stopped to watch Charlotte with interest. Charlotte tests the lighting to see if it will hold before welding it tighter. When it steadily held up, she lowered herself down and placed the tools into the pockets on the belt. No one was there but Freddy, Charlotte and the creepy kid that was eyeing Charlotte. It looked like it was deserted in a way. The end part where cars drove in was dark and hard to see what other tools were available. The corner light flickered rapidly and would go out for a short minute before coming back on. Burned parts of the garage were nothing but burned walls that reached the partly to the ceiling.

He had pointy hair like a toy Troll and a face shaped like an egg. He went to middle school with Freddy and was a part of Greg's friend group. His name was Walter Gorbes, and he liked to pick on girls. Walter and Greg would always hoot at girls walking down the halls to try to offend them as much as possible. Sometimes, it would be a smack on the behind. Walter was called "The Troll" because of his features. Greg always thought of him as a toy Troll all the time, but shared many partying vodka and alcoholic drinks as possible.

The creepy kid walked over to Charlotte and started picking on her.  Walter placed his hands on Charlotte's shoulders and started out by bullying her verbally. Charlotte slapped his hand away that made Walter laugh deviously and did it again. Charlotte scowled at him trying to warn him through her eyes to stop. Walter smacked her behind and hooted at her. Charlotte growled furiously as if she were going to make his head blow up...but not just yet. Charlotte wanted to see how if Walter stopped before it was too late.

"A girl like you shouldn't be messing around with handiwork. That's for boys." Walter said as he ran his hands through Charlotte's hair.

Charlotte growled through a snarl. Walter was going to die for sure. But Walter didn't care; he was a creepy pervert and liked it that way. Walter tried to switch his bullying to seduce to see if Charlotte would comply under his spell. Charlotte didn't. Walter ran his hands on Charlotte's shoulders and kissed her neck hotly. Charlotte turned around and bashed her head onto his face hard. Walter's lip bled a little bit but Walter didn't pay attention to the pain. He wiped off the blood from his lip and chuckled.

"Don't make me do it again...I swear I'll rip you in two." Charlotte warned gravely.

"Is that a threat?" Walter said unamazed by Charlotte's warning.

"Yes...Walter!!" Charlotte snarled.

"How did you know my name when I haven't told you?" Walter asked.

"You'll never know." Charlotte said.

Walter chuckled wickedly and breathed heavily on her. Charlotte clawed her long sharp claws deep into his back and threw him over her. Her attack was about to reach full critical level...to murder.

"The pain only makes me shiver with joy. I come from a family that doesn't care." Walter said.

Walter grabbed Charlotte by her shoulders tightly and pulled her in to kiss her. Freddy however had witnessed Walter's bullying. He went over to him and hit him hard on the back of the shoulders with a wrench.

"Leave her alone Walter." He said.

"Shut up runt." Walter said.

Walter punched Freddy hard in the face that he went flying a few feet. Walter grabbed Charlotte again by the arm to the bathroom, but Charlotte took action by grabbing Walter by the other arm with her free claw and dug into his skin so deep that it started to bleed. Charlotte snorted and threw Walter across the room a few feet so fast that he went flying.  Charlotte roared out in rage at Walter. Freddy's eyes begun to grow big in surprise. He shockingly recognized who that girl was and had been a cover up for. It was Charlotte! That terrifying roar that would make anyone's heart stop, it was Charlotte.

However, she had enough of him and right away changed into her regular beast form. She was still the same height as the night when Freddy and Victor had tried to kill.  She towered over Walter as Freddy gasped in terror. He went to Mr. Kellup's office to hide. He couldn't bare to watch would happen this time. He ducked so Charlotte wouldn't see him.

"I tried to warn you, kid...now blood will spill out feeding my pleasures like wishes." Charlotte snarled as she cornered Walter up against the wall.

Walter didn't back down. He chuckled thinking it was some kind of joke.

"Do your worst darling." Walter said "Even if it were over my cold dead fingers."

"That won't be too hard." Charlotte said.

She attacks Walter viciously starting with Walter's head. She dug for his brains and ripped it out of his head as Walter was still screaming. Charlotte growled and went straight for his legs, ripping them out from their place in the abdomen. She was ready to take his soul after tearing Walter in two parts. Charlotte bit into his sides and with a little help of her acid blood to work, she started ripping Walter in two slowly as the fleshy tissue started to rip open. Walter howled in pain as blood busted out of his body. She looked at Walter's face, stopped, and magically takes out his soul with all the life essence still in it. She finished tearing Walter in half so perfectly. She took the lower half and glued it to the ceiling with her sticky amburger grease and slime working together. Charlotte snarled and removed Walter's eyes, brains, and drank all of his blood, leaving no drop behind like an El Chupacabra creature feasting on a cow. Charlotte savored the blood and flew out of the garage before Mr. Kellup returned to his office. Walter looked like half a corpse with skin and bone, but no blood or tissue meat. A motionless skinwalker torn in two laying there with no decay odor. Freddy rose up seeing that the coast was clear. He walked up to Walter's corpse and covered his mouth to keep from screaming. He had tears running down his face.

Mr. Kellup returned just fifteen minutes after Charlotte left. He didn't see Walter's dead body until he stepped on it with his foot falling through the bone. Mr. Kellup gasped in horror and quickly pulled his foot out to look at it. He examined the upper part of it. Indeed, the brain, blood and tissue meat had been removed sophistically and without surgery. He called Clouse to the garage to look at the half skin and bone body.

"Clouse, you better come in here fast. We have a dead body of a kid. Looks like a skinwalker died and there's no bottom part to it." Mr. Kellup said when he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

Clouse told Mr. Kellup he'd be there as fast as he could. Clouse studied the body and was amazed that the skin was so weak that he could poke his finger at it and it would break through the skin just like that.

"It possibly can't be getting any stronger...if it is, we will be suffering to find out how it got stronger." Clouse said.

"Whatever it was that did this, it had to be...something powerful than a skinwalker. I've seen mutant eggs, the whole bit!" Mr. Kellup said.

"I'd better call in for back up. The scientists will all want to see this." Clouse said.

He goes to Mr. Kellup's office and picked up the phone. He rapidly dialed for the scientists at the lab. He said he needed some of the scientists to help him load the corpse into a tarp to be hauled off in a van. The scientists all told him they would be there with equipment.

One dark and cloudy night, Clouse was driving home from work when something dropped on the hood of his car, giving him a scare. Clouse screeched to a stop. He panted as his heart raced in his chest. His nightmare! His confounded nightmare! It was coming true. As his headlights shined upon the object, Clouse took a minute to calm down. Clouse tried to make out what or who he hit and what happened. Clouse got out of his car and came close to it to get a better look. He was already thinking his nightmare was coming true. In a matter of minutes, his face would be shredded up. He used a stick to turn the head and was shocked speechless! It was Charlotte! Charlotte had dropped on his hood and was in the middle of the road where his car was idling. She did it on purpose to get him screaming and scared white as a ghost.

Clouse was a brave man! He took his finger and ran it down her body. The skin felt a mix of a shark's skin with a snake's skin. A cold chill ran down his spine and he shivered once more. Clouse saw a piece of skin flapping in the breeze from Charlotte's ear and decided to pick it off. When he didn't expect it, Charlotte rapidly zooped off in disappearance.  Clouse had already screamed and he was hyperventilating, expecting to be ripped to shreds. It took Clouse a few minutes to calm down. He was waiting to be mutilated, but it didn't seem to happen. Clouse got up, walked back into his car and drove the rest of the way home. He had never experienced anything so scary in all his life.

34.

Chapter 13

Kellup has a horrible nightmare worse than anyone has ever seen. He dreams that he was in his house watching TV and trying to boil water for some tea when the power cuts off and it's thundering out in the evening. Kellup goes to get up from his chair when Charlotte swoops inside and attacks him with her claws swiping at his face as she was backing Kellup into a wall. Kellup reaches for his gun and tries to shoot her but it doesn't work. Charlotte spits fire into his eyes. As the fire is spreading, he screams in pain and rubbing them, making them worse. He is firing at her but he is missing. He hits the stove, cutting off the cord to where the propane gas gets to. His house is filling with propane gas. Charlotte strikes Mr. Kellup in the face, ripping out his eyes clean off. Mr. Kellup is screaming in agony. Charlotte sinks her teeth into his leg and drags him into the fire. With gas and fire going on, Charlotte rips off Mr. Kellup's leg off and tearing the meat off. Then she is digging her claws into his gut and raking it open. Mr. Kellup fires away everywhere trying to hit Charlotte, but it doesn't work. Then suddenly, the house exploded with him inside while Charlotte isn't at all injured. Mr. Kellup soon wakes up with sweat dripping like a facet while he was sleeping in his chair only to hear the kettle boiling for his tea. Charlotte goes after Kellup as she follows him as he drives his car, his Buick Boat-tail. She ghosts into the car taking control over it almost causing him to cause a collision. Like a "Ghost Rider" movie style scene, she makes the car do a wheelie as it catches on fire as the police chase after Mr. Kellup. Charlotte causes many cars to tip over as the car goes faster and faster until it is at full speed. Mr. Kellup can't control the car. He tries to stop, but Charlotte has control over it now. She tells him "see you in the afterlife" then ghosts out of the car causing a crash of fire and a death of a trucker on the main street. Mr. Kellup dies in the fire and turns into ashes.

That morning, Clouse was telling the lab scientists what happened to him last night. He didn't leave anything out just how he remembered like if it was a dream. Clouse gave them another sample to analyze to see if there was a match. The results all added up into a positive match. Clouse was very much disturbed, after hoping it was negative. The scientists compared the two samples of skin together and they matched. It was exactly like Charlotte's skin.

"You look disturbed." One of them said after the match.

"I am. I was hoping it was something from a bomb from when those kids were trying to fight it." Clouse said as he lays a finger on his forehead.

Clouse had a disturbing night and was at the quitting edge of ending his career for it wasn't making him feel good as if he didn't want to be a detective anymore. Clouse got busy preparing a picture for the newspaper to send out to the public. He chose the most gruesome picture and sent it off to the press to copy from. He spoke to the press about his frightening night as he was driving home. A few people took down what he said and published it to the papers. The very next day, the newspaper came out telling about the sample brought in by Clouse and what he experienced. The title was "Samples Make Match, Clouse Tells All" at the front of the newspaper with a different image picked out from when the crypozoologist left his camera behind. Everyone in town was talking about it.

Meanwhile, Mr. Kellup was at home boiling water in a tea pot for tea. He turned on the TV for his favorite show. It had been a busy day for him and he was tired and plus he had worked late last night. As he waited for his water to boil, he slowly fell asleep. He had forgotten about the tea pot and the TV. Mr. Kellup had a very bad nightmare worse than anyone's nightmares.  He dreamed that he was in his house watching TV and trying to boil water for some tea, when the power cuts off and it's thundering out in the evening. Mr. Kellup goes to get up from his chair when Charlotte swoops inside and attacks him with her claws swiping at his face as she was backing Mr. Kellup into a wall. Mr. Kellup reaches for his gun and tries to shoot her but it doesn't work. Charlotte spits fire into his eyes. As the fire is spreading, he screams in pain and rubbing them, making them worse. He is firing at her but he is missing. He hits the stove, cutting off the cord to where the propane gas gets to the burners. His house is filling with propane gas. Charlotte strikes Mr. Kellup in the face, ripping out his eyes clean off. Mr. Kellup is screaming in agony. Charlotte sinks her teeth into his leg and drags him into the fire. With gas and fire going on, Charlotte rips off Mr. Kellup's leg off and tearing the meat off. Then she is digging her claws into his gut and raking it open. Mr. Kellup fires away everywhere trying to hit Charlotte, but it doesn't work. Then suddenly, the house exploded with him inside while Charlotte isn't at all injured.

Mr. Kellup wakes up screaming and drenched with sweat. His tea water was ready for him to enjoy. Mr. Kellup got up, poured some water into a mug and put in a tea bag. He took it to his chair to enjoy while watching TV. He looked out his window and it was just thundering away. In a few hours, Mr. Kellup turns off the TV, and goes upstairs to his room to go to bed. Was Mr. Kellup the next person to die in Charlotte's list of people she loathed?

That week in Mr. Kellup's life were busy with more paperwork and payments all going to the mechanics and to keep his power going. Mr. Kellup hadn't seen Charlotte all month long. He even hadn't experienced anything scary yet like Clouse has been. It was at the ending of Mr. Kellup's day shift. He finished up a little bit of paperwork, shut off his lights in his office, and closed the garage for the night. He slouched over as he walked toward his car parked outside. He flipped through his keys to find the right one for his car, found it, and unlocked it with success. He opened the door wide to get in. Tired and lazily, he flopped down behind the wheel of his 1971 Buick Riviera boat tail. He couldn't wait to get home so he could fall asleep on his couch. He was so scared and so tired that he wanted to fall right asleep in the car and forget about brushing his teeth for the night. Little did he know that he was going to die in a horrible crash on Main Street. He had worked from an early morning shift of 5:30 AM to 11:40 PM.

Charlotte however was watching him as he got inside and started up the engine. It sputtered a little bit but then caught. Mr. Kellup drove on his way home and he didn't see Charlotte follow him. He focused his eyes on the road and traffic.  He was afraid that he was next in line to die after seeing what happened to Walter at the garage...that corpse...how it easily broke like putting a feather in a sheet of paper...He tried to shake the feeling, but it wouldn't leave him. Charlotte flew closer and closer to Mr. Kellup's car. On the next red light, Mr. Kellup stopped easily. He rubbed his eyes to keep them open. Charlotte had a bigger and more better chance of how to demolish Mr. Kellup. She ghosted inside the car to take control of it. When Mr. Kellup pressed on the gas petal, the car began to speed up unusually than it originally did whenever Mr. Kellup drove it.

"Hey! HEEEEEEYYYYYY!!! What's going on?!" Mr. Kellup said.

Charlotte controlled the car as she made it weave through traffic faster and faster. Mr. Kellup tried to step on the brake, but it didn't slow the car down. The other cars honked at  Mr. Kellup furiously as Charlotte turned a corner sharply to down town. Mr. Kellup screamed for his life as he held on for mercy. The car sped up to 40 miles...60...80...101 miles an hour. Charlotte swerved in front of a police officer driving the patrol car almost causing a car crash. The police chased after Mr. Kellup's car and called for back up. Soon, there were three cops at the chase.  Mr. Kellup was helpless. Charlotte made the car's tires spark in flames as she controlled it at a tremendous pace. In a matter of seconds, the whole car was popping wheelies and blowing other cars that were parked on the curb away. The car caught on fire and were leaving fire traced tracks on the street. Mr. Kellup tried to control the car in many ways possible. Pressing the buttons, jerking the key out, and slamming the brakes but none of that helped. The heat was getting so intense inside the car that Mr. Kellup had to remove his clothes, but it just kept getting hotter and hotter as he suffocated in the heat. Then, the car turned another corner and blew the police away by magic. Mr. Kellup screamed in horror. It was getting hot by the minute. The car begun to race through the traffic  on red lights signaling the cars to stop. However, Charlotte didn't stop at anything to have Mr. Kellup dead. She floored the car's gas even faster. More police cars went after Mr. Kellup's car in a longer chase. The car kept going without blowing out its motor. Mr. Kellup's body caught fire was burning into ashes! Mr. Kellup looked at his boned fingers as he burned. He screamed a shrieking yell and tried to hit the brakes again.

As the next turn was coming up, a huge semi truck was backing out. Charlotte  cut the brakes and said;

"See you in the afterlife."

She rapidly ghosted out unseen. Mr. Kellup quickly crashed into the semi truck causing a fire-involved course collision with three other cars and another police car. Mr. Kellup soon turned into ashes as he died instantly. Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars all arrived at the collision too late.

Charlotte flew back to the grave yard and deserted church to rest...but not for eternity for there were a few others she had to kill.

35. Chapter 14

Charlotte goes after Greg to make the most gruesome murder ever of the night.  She takes the form of a horse as Greg is walking home to his ranch. He notices the horse is following him, but he doesn't know it is Charlotte. He stopped to see thinking his mother got him a horse of his dreams, but when Greg notices the horse's face changing, he gets scared and runs the wrong way deeper into the field and over the horse fence to another field that has been neglected for 40 years near an old deserted house. Charlotte's face begins to appear as she sets everything on fire to see where Greg is hiding. Greg runs into the deserted house to hide, finding it unlocked. Charlotte changes into her normal mode, her beast form and enters the house looking for him. Greg is hidden under the kitchen sink and covered with silence despise the rotten smell of the food left on the counter when the owners used to live. Charlotte hunts for Greg as she tears down and rips things apart to find Greg in the living room...the only way out was through the living room.  Charlotte tries the bedroom but when Greg comes out of hiding, thinking it was safe to head home, unexpectedly, Charlotte stabs him with her sharp dagger-ended tail and pulls him to her face. She simply tells him it wasn't wise to play games with her. Then rips him in two vertically and flies off to her next victim. Greg's dad however discovers unfortunate events with Charlotte, ending up dead while his wife is asleep.

The next morning as the news hit TV about a hideous collision that happened that night, Greg heaved a heavy painful sigh over his wounds that were healing from when Charlotte attacked him. They were starting to feel better with a light pain, but all in everything, they were healing. Greg took his aspirin and antibiotics with his breakfast before heading off to work at the computer factory. Greg's dad was sitting on a chair watching the news and smoking a cherry cigar after his breakfast. However, working two jobs was too much wear and tear on Greg's body. He had been getting bad dreams about what will happen to him when he sees Charlotte.

Greg lived on a ranch that he and his father both worked together harvesting corn and alfalfa to pay the bills and put food on the table since they had bills about a month late. Far from the ranch, stood an old deserted house that a man lived in and harvested wheat many 40 years ago. He got into deep financial troubles and left his house right after he killed his wife during a neurotransmitter dopamine over activity. He ran from the cops and was never seen again. No one found his body at all after her vanished.

Greg gets his work clothes on and heads out for work at the computer factory and he strapped in his shoes.

"Be sure to return before 4 PM to help me with the corn and alfalfa. Before sunset, ya hear?" Greg's dad said from behind the couch.

"Yes dad." Greg called when he headed for the door.

He walked passed the dog; Martha and petted her good bye. Martha looked up at him and laid her head back down to go to sleep.

Greg drove to work in his forest green 1979 Cadillac Coupe De ville that he bought from a neighbor down the road. Greg got to work early and begun the machine that worked the conveyor belt. As Greg puts together the computers, Greg thought about the changeling and how it can change into whatever, or whoever it wanted. Greg shivered at the disturbing thoughts. How will he ever grow up to see his future without being killed by that...that THING? The changeling. He thought about when he first met the changeling and her words that kept him awake at night..."What're you thinking about?" "What're you thinking about?" in those whispers that were chilling to the bone. The very words that made his blood ran cold.

Very gradually, Greg put the computer parts together on the monitor. A voice comes up behind him that made him jump.

"What's wrong with you today? You look like you haven't slept in days." A co-worker said.

"It's nothing I remember. I feel fine." Greg said.

"Are you sure?"

"Double positive...stick one inch nails in each of my eye lids."

"Okay, just checking."

Greg returns back to work and puts all the mercury made parts on the motherboard, carefully sealing it with the cover.

While Greg worked, Charlotte sneaks in passed the workers and looking back to see if they saw her. They didn't. So Charlotte takes flight way up on the ceiling railing where the lights were on. She watched him closely to Greg stalking him and waiting for her chance to strike.  She made herself invisible as she watched him.

Greg felt a cold feeling reach down to his toes. He shivered and turned towards his jacket. While his head was turned, Charlotte magically made the computer parts spell a message with bolts and wires. She made them float in the air as Greg turned back to his work. He froze in horror to see the things float in the air. The message spelled out a clear:

"You're next!"

Greg gasped out loud as his face turned white. What did the message mean? What was it talking about? Did it mean Greg was next to die upon his doom? Greg fell to his knees in horror as his face froze in terror and confusion.  The message then spelled out another message;

"See you in the afterlife, Greg"

Greg tried to scream, but he couldn't. He felt paralyzed and helpless. The message fell on the ground making it scrambled. Greg's boss; Mr. Truff, a terribly fat greasy loud mouth came out of his office and came up behind Greg angry with his plump cigar in his teeth.

"GREG!!!!! STOP HORSIN' AROUND! YOU GOT FIVE THOUSAND COMPUTERS TO PUT TOGETHER!!!! GET A HOP ON IT MORON!"

Greg right away hopped up and got to work trying to look busy. Mr. Truff waddled like a penguin back to his office puffing his cigar.

Greg looked to see if Mr. Truff went to his office. He saw that Mr. Truff had just dropped down on his chair going over employment papers. Greg sighed heavily and looked up just barely catching the last few quick seconds of Charlotte's eyes fade away like a ghost. Greg whimpered in horror and returned back to his work.

'Probably just my imagination" Greg thought.

But it wasn't Greg's imagination. It was really Charlotte stalking him. She pushed off the railing and gracefully glided through the air still in her invisible mode. She stalked Greg when he wasn't looking and was about to take him down, carefully making herself visible until one of Greg's girlfriends named Nichole came in just 3 minutes late. She hung up her coat and spotted Charlotte.

"Greg! Behind you!" She gasped.

Greg screamed and turned around but missed seeing Charlotte because she was back in her invisible mode again.

"Where?" He asked.

"What was that...that thing? It was ugly with buried eyes and horns." Nichole asked.

"I...I don't know. I feel like I'm losing my mind or something." Greg said.

Nichole sighed and wrapped her arms around Greg passionately.

"No. You're not losing your mind. I saw it too. I know you know too because you've seen it before." Nichole said.

"You're right. I have seen it too many times...in my dreams, in my imagination, and everywhere I go." Greg said.

"When did you see that...monster?" Nichole asked.

"Many months ago. It whispered something in my ear...What're you thinking about? What're you thinking about...until I couldn't find where it was coming from. Then I saw it a second time and it killed Mack...tore him in half in a second with its sharp teeth." Greg said.

"That's awful...What was that creature? Was it a ghost? A demon? Or some kind of hellhound?" Nichole asked.

Greg held his hand up to his mouth to keep from screaming from the thought of Charlotte.

"It was a changeling. It can change from one person or to an animal. It can be anywhere, anything and anyone. No one can tell if it's really who or what they think it is." Greg said.

"Was that the monster that attacked those teens at the grave yard and deserted church?" Nichole asked.

"I think so."

"Ohh, and was that the creature that killed Mr. Kellup too?"

"Indeed. I saw it on the news this morning. It took off my eye and now I'm stuck with an eye patch for all eternity."

"Did it get you too?" Nichole asked.

"Almost." Greg answered quickly.

Greg and Nichole both get to work together to complete their daily quota as they put parts on the computer so Mr. Truff could be happy. They were quiet together as they worked with the other co-workers that also came 5 minutes late. Some were just coming from college.

Charlotte however waited for Greg to get off work and until he was alone to make her kill. Greg had the cold chills all day long and he was uneasy. He felt as if he was being watched by a sinister pair of eyes.

After Greg's shirt at 4 PM, Greg kissed Nichole and headed for home. He drove steadily through traffic. Charlotte however followed him from building to building until he reached home. It was nearly sunset, and Greg focused on both looking for Charlotte and on the road. He was already late and if he was 45 minutes late, his father would throw a fit. The sun set deeper in the horizon as it got later and later. Charlotte picked up a direction on where Greg was going. She reached to Greg's home first and shift shaped into a pretty Spanish mustang horse. Finally, Greg reaches home and when he got out of his car noticing the horse was following him inside the field.  He spots the horse that wasn't familiar to the barn and smiled thinking his mother bought him a horse. Greg went over gracefully and placed his hand over the fence.

"Hello pretty horse. Where'd you come from?" Greg asked.

Greg pets the horse and climbed over the fence to get a better look at it. Greg always kept begging his mother, when he was little to buy him a Spanish mustang horse and he saw that it finally happened. Greg smiled and rubbed the horse's back. However, Charlotte in the horse's skin stretches out her neck. When Greg's head turned back to the horse's face, he saw that Charlotte was changing from the horse very slowly. He gasped and realized. It wasn't a horse he had wished for. It was Charlotte.  Greg turned and ran in the wrong direction. Charlotte galloped fast after him gaining speed. Greg hops over the horse fence. He went deeper and deeper into the corn field. Charlotte leaps over the fence that separated the corn from the alfalfa fields. Charlotte’s head stayed onto the horse body. She spewed fire along the way so she could find Greg easily. Greg hopped over the fence to the alfalfa section and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Charlotte chased him and flew over the fence. She was on Greg's tail as Greg swung under another fence to the old deserted house that stood there for 40 years old. Greg was getting tired and just when Greg was about to stop to catch his breath, Charlotte raced on her way to go get him with her body on fire. Greg quickly runs inside the house finding it unlocked and hides under the kitchen sink and held his breath so he couldn't be found. The sour odor of food rotting almost made Greg choke, but he had to risk it until he was safe.

Charlotte barged in through the window and shifted into her normal self. She looked left and right but didn't see him. She chuffed and started tearing things down and apart with her tail. She used her claws to try and find him. Greg was terrified. He waited until Charlotte was gone so he could escape and lock himself in his house. Charlotte growled after having no luck and she tried the bedrooms to look for him. Greg sighed thinking she was gone. He wiggled himself out from under the sink and rose upwards. He smiled, thinking he was going to be safe. He started for the door and soon was stabbed in the chest. Blood dripped from Charlotte's tail to the floor. Greg was discovered by Charlotte who was grinning wickedly at him. Charlotte brings Greg up to her face and said;

"It isn't wise to play games, Greg. See you in the afterlife."

Then, Charlotte rips Greg vertically in half way cutting him like a pineapple with her dagger ended tail. Charlotte crackled as she flew out of the house on her next killing spree. However, Greg's mother was asleep from her day at work at the vacuum factory. She had worked nonstop and went to bed early.

Charlotte flew over the ranch house as Greg's dad was going out to find Greg and punish him. Greg's father looked up and saw Charlotte fly over his head. He gasped out loud and he right away went back inside, locking the door quickly. Greg tried to call the police and he waited until someone picked up. Outside, Charlotte came up to the window and roared at him. Greg's dad hung up right away, screamed and went to Greg's bedroom to use the room phone instead. He dialed the police and someone picked up.

"Downtown Police, what is your emergency?" asked a female sheriff.

"Hello, police, this is Mr. Peter Galley of Bounding Buck ranch. I like to report a horrible creature outside my house. It's ugly looking and... A-a-a-and it has horns and sunken green eyes with dragon wings." Greg's dad said.

"Sir, calm down. I want you tell me what is it you're trying to say?" the female sheriff said.

"It's a horrible monster outside. It's ugly and it roared at me." Greg's dad said.

"A monster? I'll send for Detective Clouse on the way." The female officer said.

After hanging up, Greg's dad turned and gasped out loud to see Charlotte right in front of his face. Greg's father screamed as Charlotte attacked him with her teeth digging into his neck. Charlotte cuts Greg's father's windpipe causing him to die and she tore off Mr. Galley's head off getting the full spine out of him. The police shortly arrived and they barged in through the door. But they were too late. They found Greg's dad dead without a head or spine. They see Charlotte escape through the window and they tried to shoot at her, but they missed. Charlotte headed back to the graveyard carrying Mr. Galley's head and spine in her teeth.

Greg's mother; Irene Galley woke up from all the noise in her hair curls and bathrobe. She told the police she had been asleep in the parent bedroom. She and her husband slept in the bedroom together and she didn't hear anything going on. Clouse however was looking over the dead body in Greg's room.

40. Chapter 15

Earlier, Charlotte goes hunting for Nichole. She attacks Nichole during her camping trip alone at night. She sneaks over growling until it wakes her up, sending Nichole on a run in her jammies and feet. Nichole cuts her tent from the inside and makes a run for it as Charlotte chases her deeper into a gulch. Charlotte rips her apart and removes her pelvis and stomach.  Later on, Mr. Kellup's brother takes the care of running the body shop in a will left inside a secret door under the floor. His name is Josh Reginald Kellup, married with three kids; Wilbur, Stacy, and Darwin.

A week passed since Greg's death. The police never found his body anywhere no matter how hard hey tried. Nichole was devastated when she heard about her boyfriend dead and about his body never being found. Nichole cried and thought of a way to cheer herself up. Since she loved camping, she packed up for a camping trip for herself to get over Greg so she could move on with her life. She loaded a tent, a shotgun with bullets in hand, and camping gear into the back of her truck and tied it down tight. Her mother, Francine Quinn came into Nichole's room and saw her packing an overnight bag with a switchblade knife for hunting.

"Where are you going Nichole?" She asked.

"I was camping, so I could move on with my life now that Greg is gone.” Nichole said.

"I'm sorry about Greg, honey. I think the outdoors in nature is a good way to cheer yourself up. Have fun sweetie." Francine said.

"Thanks mom, I should be back tomorrow...if I don't die, that is." Nichole said.

Nichole hugged her mom, threw her overnight bag in the passenger side of her pickup truck and left. Nichole drove to Mount Sue's camping and hunting grounds. Charlotte however goes after Nichole in hidden areas. Nichole picked a spot, set up camp, and got ready to hunt for a decent meal of duck or deer. She walked with her gun in her hands, loaded it, and tried to find some wild game to shoot. Charlotte was carefully watching her from one hundred feet away. Nichole spotted some ducks all grouped together at the lake. She crouched down, steadied her gun and fired, sending the ducks to fly away with one bullet. She had hit a large duck and she went to go get it. She picked it up from the neck, carried it to her camp spot, skinned it, and cooked it over the grille. The afternoon was pleasant and warm with no clouds. Nichole cleaned out her gun as she emptied it; she searched for her gun cleaning fluid in her truck and found it in the glove compartment. When, she came out, she turned her meal over so it could cook some more. She returned to cleaning her gun. While it was cooking, the fire spelled out a message that caught Nichole's eyes that made them grow big with horror. She dropped her shotgun and came closer to it. The message spelled;

"I am watching you. See you in the afterlife."

Nichole gasped in terror and realized Greg was right. The message in computer parts from the computer factory, spelled almost the same thing. Charlotte's eyes were glowing green with hate as she watched from across the river, not too far from Nichole's camp spot. Nichole rubbed her eyes and looked at the message again. It was gone. Had she seen that right? She turned her duck over and the message was there right on the other side. She gasped and went right to preparations on her gun to protect herself.

"I am NOT going to die tonight!" She thought as she finished cleaning her gun and then she loaded it with bullets.

She cocked it back and set it down carefully in her tent. Nichole finished cooking her meal and ate while the fire was slowly dying away. The sun was setting down into the night and Nichole was going to fight until she had killed the changeling who was sending her eerie, spooky messages.

It was seven thirty that night. Nichole had apparently prepared for the attack. As she put on her jammies, she checked on her gun. It was ready to use. Nicole settles into her sleeping bag and she clutched her gun under her arm as if it were a teddy bear. She kept awake until Charlotte came. The time soon passed to two fifty am and Nichole soon fell asleep.

Shortly, Charlotte comes out to kill Nichole and rip her to confetti. Charlotte slinked over to Nichole's tent growling with hate. She crept up to where Nichole was sleeping and slowly with her claw, she reached for Nichole's gun and she dragged the shotgun out of Nichole's arm. The noisy growling woke Nichole up and made her spring up.

Nichole searched for her gun and couldn't find it. Charlotte ghosted inside the tent and roared. Nichole screamed and reached for her knife to cut through her tent. Nichole made a run for it to the deepest part of the woods...to a gulch. Charlotte chased after her and she took flight in the air. Charlotte pounced on Nichole and dug into Nichole's skin on her back.

Nichole tried to fight back as she turned over, but Charlotte dodged the strikes of Nichole's thrashing fists. Charlotte scratched Nichole's face and gashed into her brain with her dagger-ended tail. Charlotte fought viciously and violently. Charlotte spewed acid on Nichole and burned her face. Charlotte tore Nichole apart so wildly that blood flew across the dead earth. Charlotte removed Nichole's pelvis and tears her apart. Nichole died from the loss of blood and agony. Charlotte raked out her stomach and pulled it out. Charlotte dug out Nichole's eyes and whole mouth. The lower jaw easily came off as Charlotte viciously tugged at it.  The acid had weakened the face and made it simple for Charlotte to claw it out. Charlotte finished and was soon covered with blood.

Nearby, there were a pack of wolves waiting to get to the carcass. Charlotte noticed them and roared at them. The wolves all prepare to fight but Charlotte wouldn't let them eat her kill. She spewed acid and lava on them sending the rest of the wolves running away in fear. They were no match for the powerful changeling. Charlotte took flight and pounced on one of them ripping it apart from the snout to the chest. Charlotte clawed out the eyes and dug out the heart. She tore the wolf in half and took off with the legs with her as she flew off before someone came.

The next morning, Nichole's mother waited for her daughter to get back from her camping. She waited with two of her kids; a son named Amos, and a younger daughter named Leena. Francine waited all morning and all afternoon, but Nichole didn't return. Francine started to worry until the doorbell rang. Francine went to answer it.

"Francine Quinn, my name is Ranger Jeffery. I was coming in to check on a camper this morning and...Well...I was with another ranger that also was with me when we went to go check. We found your daughter's camp spot." A ranger at the door said with sorrow and trying not to cry.

"Oh no..." Francine said suddenly sensing something wrong.

"Well, the tent was cut from the inside and your daughter's tracks left in the dirt. When we followed the tracks it lead to your daughter...she had been torn in half...her face looked as if her face was burned by some acid and eyes and lower jaw missing...and it was so gruesome that we didn't know what to think." Ranger Jeffery sobbed.

Francine begun to cry and she shook her head.

"Oh no..." Francine sobbed.

"We saw some blood leading to a wolf corpse with the first half torn in two. The legs were missing from the wolf. There were no other tracks from what killed them. We are now having the truck towed and things dropped off here." Jeffery sobbed and finished.

"Ohh...Nichole!" Francine screamed with tears in running down her face.

"I'm sorry about your daughter, ma'am." Ranger Jeffery said and turned to leave.

When he was gone, Francine went to her room and cried.

The newspaper come out with the headline saying: Creature strikes a beloved good-natured daughter in gulch and mutilates a wolf with the picture of the body right above the caption. The people who read about it were all frightened. Who would Charlotte kill next? Even the television even talked about it. All of the murders were asked to Clouse who had later investigated the murder. Clouse just shook his head.

"We know it has to be a supernatural creature with abilities to do whatever it needs to do in order to make its kill upon its victims. The whole case is so frustrating and I spoke with the scientists about it and they have a tooth from the creature itself. We are dealing with a deadly human-hating changeling." Clouse said in the interview on the TV.

"And where do you think this thing actually lives?" asked the reporter.

"It's obviously known that this creature lives at the abandoned church and grave yard. We all went to investigate up there and found one survivor that was able to tell me how it happened and what it did to the rest of his friends. I spoke to the creature the first murder was made of Mack Griffin, one of Greg's friends from high school. The amburger grease is very hard to remove after the half of the body was glued to the wall. Scientists have a sample of it and are studying it and how it is made. Some what we don't know how it is made." Clouse was saying.

As the reporters were all speaking to Clouse, the cameras all focus on Clouse's reactions on what to do now. Clouse would pause a few minutes and then start talking.

Meanwhile, Mr. Kellup's brother and his family all read from the will left behind by Roger Kellup. The deed to the body shop was theirs forever. So Josh Reginald Kellup was given the keys to the office and showed his family around on what people do in the garage. Josh was married to a beautiful woman by the name of Tina Kellup of Detroit Michigan. They had three kids; Wilbur, Stacy, and Darwin. All three years younger than Wilbur whom was the oldest.

The mechanics all got to meet Josh who was their new boss and they got to meet his family. Some of them all got to show them how they fixed their cars. The kids were all interested in the machines and all got to ask questions that were answered.

But however, Charlotte was watching everything from the roof's window and she appeared to express such hate for Josh and his family. She grunts with fury and flies back to her home at the grave yard...planning her next victim to go after tonight.

43. Chapter 16

Charlotte goes after Clouse and killed his boss; Mr. Hopkins taking his skin and form to make the kill. Charlotte in Mr. Hopkins skin tells Clouse that he needed to talk to Clouse alone in his office. Charlotte locks the office door, closes the blinds, and sits down. Charlotte tells Clouse he isn't anywhere close to solving this supernatural case and that she needed Clouse to work harder to crack the case. Frustrated, Clouse raises his voice and punches Charlotte in the mouth, but it isn't blood dripping from her mouth it is a black acid blood that burns anything it touches, melting through the desk and onto the floor. Clouse now realizes the huge mistake he made and gets his eyes ripped out and skull removed without any surgical methods. His blood is all sucked out without leaving any trace of what or who killed him. Other people and a janitor all barge into the office and see the horror. Clouse's head is laid up against the wall where the message was and the real Mr. Hopkins is glued horizontally on the ceiling. They almost lose hope until they send Clouse's best friend named John Kensey to go get Freddy and Victor to ask them their help, giving them a second chance.

Clouse had returned to his office to file a few papers that were stacked on his desk. He was clueless on how the changeling worked. He had been working on the case for weeks and weeks without rest. Charlotte however was on her way to mutilate Clouse. She glides to a building and looked through the window of Clouse's boss's window. Then, she had an idea. She ghosts through the window, disturbed the electrical charges in the office, smeared out a message on the wall saying "See you in the afterlife" written in blood, his blood, and quickly  tearing apart Clouse's boss; named Mr. Chad  K. Hopkins through his chest and working through to his guts.  Mr. Hopkins screamed as Charlotte drained his blood making him scream less and less until he was a skin and bone corpse. When Charlotte was done, she ripped Mr. Hopkins in two, glued half of him to the ceiling with her amburger grease and glued the other under the desk. She shift shaped into Mr. Hopkins and steadied herself to the door. Charlotte called for Clouse to come into the office to have a talk with him. Clouse complied and followed what he thinks to be Mr. Hopkins into the office.  Clouse sat down in the chair as Charlotte closed the blinds, locked the doors and sat down in the chair being the phone and paper stacks.

"Clouse, do you realize you aren't anywhere close to solving this case? I think you need to work a little harder than what you seem to be doing. You need to work even a lot harder than hard to crack the case so we can put this monster to rest in its place." The fake Mr. Hopkins said.

Clouse rubbed his temples in frustration. He looked terrible as his eyes were getting wrinkled and his face was pale.

"Sir, I'm trying my best. I haven't slept in a while and I need to have a break once in a while, you know give someone else a turn." Clouse said.

"No, the department needs you. And YOU only." Mr. Hopkins said.

That tore it!

Clouse inhaled with fury and got up from his seat. He raised his voice loud.

"Don't you understand? I'm working as hard as I can with no food, no water, no bathroom break, and twenty seven possible signs of critical body functions that can kill me!! This whole thing is tearing me apart!" Clouse yelled with sky-rocketing anger.

Then, Clouse quickly made a fist and punched the fake Mr. Hopkins in the mouth so hard that the mouth began to bleed. But that wasn't the real Mr. Hopkins’s mouth that was bleeding. It wasn't human blood either...and since when blood is the color black acid? Clouse suddenly, realized he was in a trap of Charlotte to be next in line to be torn apart.

The black acid blood dripped from Charlotte's mouth and fell upon the desk, sizzling as it ate anything it touched. But it was too late for Clouse to realize his huge mistake.

Charlotte growled as she shed her disguise slowly hovering over Clouse, dripping saliva on him. Clouse gasped in horror and tried to run for it. He forgot that the door was locked! Clouse turned with his arms and legs spread apart in fear. Charlotte roared at him and tore out his eyes from his with her inner mouth splashing his blood all over everything. Clouse’s screamed for help and out his spine from his back as he tried to jump out the window for safety. Charlotte ripped off skin from Clouse's back of his head and started for his brain with her claws at work. She drained his blood without using any surgical methods, and left no trace. Clouse died right away near the window and just when Charlotte was going to remove his skull, there was a rattling at the door and people shouting things. Charlotte quickly jerked her head to the door at the sound of jingling keys. Charlotte ghosted through the walls before anyone could come inside. When the door opened, there were a few co-workers and a janitor that barged in. When they saw the murder, they gasped in horror. Clouse's head is laid up against the wall where the message was and the real Mr. Hopkins is glued horizontally on the ceiling. The grease dripped from the ceiling and onto the desk. They all realized all hope was about to be lost when they all started to think of ideas on what to do. Clouse had been one of the greatest detectives in the whole world.  Clouse's best friend named John Kensey was sent to do a mission by the secretary.

"Detective, Kensey, I want you to go send for those two boys...Freddy and Victor. Convince them if they'd like to give it a second chance." The secretary said.

"Right away, Ms, Victoria." Kensey said.

Detective, Kensey was a tall, sleek handsome man with a beautiful face and short brunette hair that came to the back of his neck. His face was clean of facial hair and he had green. He wore a lemon yellow shirt, with blue jeans to work and always wore essential oils. He had a very deep voice that was mostly soft as honey to a honeycomb. Detective, Kensey never got angry, but he was sacredly wise. His presence was enlightened with inner peace. He was always calm and hardly ever stressed. He wore a black overcoat and drove a nifty red 1978 Chevrolet Camero ZL1

Detective, Kensey gracefully walked to his car and got in. He drove to the body shop to find Freddy and Victor that were both working over different plans to stop Charlotte. There was a large map-looking sheet of paper spread out on Freddy's car.

"Pardon me, young gentlemen." Detective, Kensey said softly.

The two of the boys looked up at him quickly and stopped talking about their plan.

"Can we help you, Master Buddha?" Victor asked.

Detective, Kensey giggled sweetly and quietly with his eyes softly closed.

"I am Detective, Kensey. I work for the police agency. Earlier today my friend, Clouse was mutilated with no surgical methods and he was skin and bones when we finally got the office door open of Mr. Hopkins' himself. We only found half his body glued onto the ceiling because there was amburger grease dripping onto the desk. On the wall, there smeared in blood, that said 'see you in the afterlife' near the desk. Obviously, we already knew what killed him but there were no tracks of some sort. I was asked to send for you two." Detective, Kensey explained.

"Clouse has been killed?" Victor asked alarmed.

"Yes, and we didn't know what to do except come to you if you had any ideas. How would you children like a second shot at the beast I keep hearing about?" Detective, Kensey asked.

"You know, it's funny because we were just talking about a plan." Freddy said.

"So, what do you children think? Are you up for one more fight?" Detective, Kensey asked softly.

Freddy and Victor looked at each other and agreed.

"Let's give it one more try before we give up for good." Freddy said.

"Marvelous. Would you care to talk about your plans over some hot tea or coffee?" Detective Kensey asked.

"Sure, lead us to the coffee shop." Freddy said.

Detective Kensey smiled and led them to a nearby coffee and tea cafe. Freddy and Victor take Freddy's car and then parked in the cafe’s parking lot. They went over some of their ideas to see what Detective, Kensey thought.

Victor thought that putting TNT into the church to blow the changeling out of the church and into the ground would put Charlotte out of her killing sprees while they drank tea and coffee.

"Hmmm, don't you think that would cause the grave to sink into the earth? The ground there is very hallow you know." Detective Kensey asked.

"How about luring the creature somewhere to a TNT and land mine trap like in the mountains or something to make it fall into the ground?" Victor asked.

"That wouldn't be such a great idea, it's a start, but think about the damages the explosives would do to the mountains. Tell you what, most creatures of the unholy fear the holy bible...but from what I heard from this changeling. It's going to take a lot of perspective and skill to defeat this unstoppable creature." Detective Kensey said.

"Like fire and collapses of the church?" Freddy asked.

"Sort of...it's pretty hard to kill." Detective Kensey said.

"I told Victor those ideas were lame." Freddy said.

"Do you have something better in mind?" Victor retorted.

"I suggest we have her follow us to that old deserted house behind the City Market. We use fireworks to demolish that creature that kills.  If that fails, we can use the machine shed in front of the house. You know with some sort of rope or chain to hold her until we think of a better way." Freddy said.

"I like your idea Freddy. Then we can get the CIA to defeat it with their new technologic weapons." Detective Kensey said.

Victor and Freddy smiled at each other. Freddy's idea seemed fool-proof. They finished drinking their coffee and then shook Detective Kensey's hand as Detective Kensey would send for the CIA once the boys had Charlotte in their grasp.

But far from the coffee shop, there perched Charlotte watching them as if she heard them right through the window with bionic ears. If they wanted to mess with her, then so be it. Charlotte flew and glided through the air and back to the deserted church and grave yard.

Chapter 17

Victor and Freddy plan to fight Charlotte again after their first fight being a failure. They try getting Charlotte to fight them inside a burned down house behind a City Market. Charlotte tries some new tricks up her sleeve by sneak attacking them through the chimney and fire place. Victor and Freddy try fireworks to demolish Charlotte, but that just makes it worse. Charlotte just grows ugly as her head grows a long snout like a Jersey Devil and extra set of front feet with longer claws on each foot. She also can change her tail into another form into an acid burning whip that can quickly wrap around the victim's neck or body and make a kill as she chokes them.  Charlotte is dripping with black acid blood and snapping her jaws at Victor and Freddy as she is fighting. Victor and Freddy lead Charlotte to a machine shed that came with the burned down house and have her in strong chains. They tie her up as she is growing larger at 5 meters tall. She grows a crested crown at the back of her neck as she is trying to get loose. The boys escape leaving Charlotte in chains thrashing wildly.

While Detective Kensey was at his office, Victor and Freddy go over the plan once more at the body shop.

"Tonight we sneak out of our houses and go to the burned down and abandoned house behind the Market and wait for the changeling to arrive. That natural born killer will know where to find us...in fact, it's after us anyway." Victor said.

"Can changelings actually know things?" Freddy asked.

"It's possible, man. Supernatural things like that can know anything and be wherever and anywhere." Victor said.

"Detective Kensey is at work. We can call him when we have the changeling all tied up." Freddy added.

"And we can't let our parents know about this. They'd be better off not knowing where we are nor what we're doing. They'll just think we just went to bed or something." Victor added.

"I'd say let's do it." Freddy said.

So it began and by 9:30 PM that night as Victor and Freddy's parents were all asleep, they quietly sneak out through the window and carefully sneak passed their parents' rooms. They meet up at the old burned-down house and machine shed. Freddy was careful with the fireworks that he secretly bought behind his mother and father's back a few days ago before the plan.

"How did sneaking out work?" Victor asked.

"A good work done," Freddy said.

"Me too. Now let's kill this thing." Victor said.

"I brought the works. Charlotte will be dancing until she drops." Freddy chuckled.

Victor chuckled.

"Why do some creatures are called a 'she' and called human names?" Victor asked.

"Gotta call it something, that's what my dad tells me." Freddy said.

Victor and Freddy prepare the fireworks inside the door-less burned house. Victor sets the fireworks up in the right position that he judged to be fool-proof.

"Okay, the fireworks are in place." Victor said. "Do you have the lighter or matches?"

"Bam!" Freddy said as he whipped out a red lighter from his pocket.

"Goodie. I'm sure this will work." Victor said as he gently took the lighter to prepare the fight.

Freddy goes to find some flashlights and hands one to Victor. They turned them on and searched the room for Charlotte. Victor sets up the lighter to a string to trigger the fireworks so they'd know where Charlotte was.

Meanwhile Charlotte flew to the burned down house, but she was going to try some new tricks under her sleeve. Instead of ghosting through the walls, she flew to the chimney. Freddy and Victor wait for Charlotte to come, but Charlotte sneaked through the chimney stack. She poked her head out and saw the boys back to back. Her eyes glowed a greenish yellow and she carefully stepped over the string. Charlotte stalked up to the boys deciding who to alert first. She scoots some pieces of glass to the sides causing the boys to flinch.

"Did you hear that?" Victor asked Freddy.

 "Sure did. I think it was Charlotte." Freddy said to Victor.

Charlotte slinked over as Freddy aimed the flashlight over to where the noise was. Freddy shined the light to the glass, but didn't see anything. Charlotte climbed onto the ceiling and kept her eyes on the boys.

"Maybe it just a mouse." Freddy said.

Charlotte flapped her wings and clanged onto what used to be a living room light. She crackled wickedly as it echoed the house. The noise startled them and they sent their flashlights searching.

"Okay Charlotte, we're here to stop you and we know you're here. No more games! Show yourself." Victor demanded.

"Look in front of you, foolish infidels!! I've won... you two don't matter, because the ones I've killed never did matter!" Charlotte said as she now ghosted in front of Victor with her evil grin on her face.

Victor shined the flashlight to Charlotte's face and screamed. They backed up a little bit as Charlotte slinked up to them, her grin faded.

"You boys are messing with the wrong crowd...and that's a stupid idea. Keep fiddling with fire, and one of you just might end up torn to pieces. You both are on thin ice, but this should be entertaining." Charlotte said.

"You knew the plan?" Victor asked.

"Duh, I'm always there. I've been watching you both with than repulsive Detective Kensey in that cafe. It's not over and I will win and win." Charlotte said through her growling.

"What if we win?" Freddy asked.

"I'll come back!" Charlotte snapped.

Then, she attacked Freddy and Freddy blocked her rapid inner jaw snaps with the flashlight. He shined it in her face that made her raging mad.

"Roll man roll!" Victor shouted.

Freddy rolled as he pushed Charlotte off his body.

"This isn't all what I had planned." Freddy said.

"You're making it worse for yourself!" Charlotte roared.

Freddy threw a punch at Charlotte and made her mouth bleed. Charlotte hissed and came towards Freddy again trying to bite his face off. Freddy scooted to the side of the fireworks and Charlotte triggered the string, leaping towards Freddy again.

"Hey moron, did you even see the fireworks?" Victor asked.

All together, the fireworks all went off taking off Charlotte's mouth and most of her face. Freddy scrambled to Victor to watch. Charlotte shrieked and roared in fury as she thrashed her head. The boys run to the kitchen to prepare for the additional parts to grow in after their first ambush.

Charlotte quickly grew an extra pair of claws and a snout much like the Jersey Devil. She was even more uglier than before. She grew longer, sharper claws on each of her feet. Her tail added another formation into an acid burning whip that can quickly wrap around the victim's neck or body and make a kill as she chokes them.  Her mouth dripped black acid blood and she snaps her jaws at Victor and Freddy as she jumped towards the two boys to fight back. They use whatever was in the kitchen to fight Charlotte.

"Time for round two; man.” Victor said.

Charlotte grabbed Freddy as he and Victor made their escape through the back door. Freddy screamed. Charlotte pulled back as hard as she could. Freddy grabbed for a handy hammer and bashed Charlotte until she let go. Charlotte growled even louder and threw Freddy over her shoulder. Freddy slid 9 feet across the flying fireworks in the living room. Freddy was right by the front door.

"Run man! Run!" Victor called.

Freddy got up rapidly and shot like a rocket towards the machine shed. Charlotte chased after them.

Victor and Freddy lead Charlotte to the machine shed that came with the burned down house and with strong chains. Freddy and Victor witnessed Charlotte growing bigger to about 5 meters high. Once Charlotte was in the shed, they run different directions as they grabbed hold of the strong chains to tie her up. Charlotte weaved behind her to grab Victor as he slid under her feet wrapping the chains under her body. Freddy grabbed another chain and ran around Charlotte in a circle. She tried to grab Freddy by the leg, but missed when the chain jerked her neck back. Victor had wrapped the chains around her neck without her knowing where Victor was. Soon, Charlotte was all chained up.

As she was trying to get loose, Charlotte grew a crested crown at the back of her neck as she thrashed herself to get loose.

The two boys escape leaving Charlotte in chains thrashing wildly. They high fived each other and ran all the way back home.

"We did it!" They rejoiced.

"And no one suspected a thing we did." Freddy added.

"Let's celebrate with a beer and a few snacks. We can call Detective Kensey as we party." Victor said.

It was 12:50 AM, and they picked the lock of the City Market and get beer and snacks that they liked. They hurried as they bagged them in plastic bags and in about 3 seconds, they were out. Freddy re-locked the latch so no one suspected a thing and followed Victor to the body shop to go use the new manager's phone. Victor carried the 32 pack of malt beer in his hands while Freddy carried the snacks in the bags.

When they got there, there was a few kids working on their cars early.  They set the bags down on Freddy's car. Victor went into Josh Kellup's office, picked up the phone and dialed Detective Kensey's office.

"State police, this is Detective Kensey." A voice on the phone said.

Victor told Detective Kensey all about how Freddy's plan worked.

"We mastered it! The beast is all chained up like cargo. We won!" Victor rejoiced.

"That's great news. Listen, I got a hold of the deputy director of the CIA and they said they's be there." Detective Kensey said.

"I think you have some time to see how ugly this creature is. Boy is it huge..." Victor said.

"How big?"

"About five meters."

"Oh Molley, that's big."

"Tell me about it."

"Well, it was a blessing to hear from you, Victor."

"Yeah, it was nice too."

"Well, I better get back to filing papers."  Detective Kensey said.

"Okay, Detective Kensey, I'll letcha go." Victor said.

"Okay then, ta-ta." Detective Kensey said.

"Bye." Victor said.

Then the phone clicked and Victor hung up the phone. He rejoined Freddy. They shared the beer with others as they were pleased to be included.

"Dude, you broke into City Market and got out before anyone could see?" asked one of the mechanics.

"Yup," Freddy chewed on his snacks with his mouth full.

"Awesome." another mechanic said.

Freddy chuckled and enjoyed the beer and snacks with Victor. They didn't fail this time, but what would they do if Charlotte escaped?

Meanwhile, Charlotte was still struggling to get free from the chains. She pulled herself to break the chains, but fell down. Charlotte would be free! She was even more furious than ever. She would kill Victor and Freddy if it was the last thing she did. She would break through the front door.

49.

Chapter 18 Charlotte cuts herself free from the chains with her acid and strength but too late for the CIA to arrive.  She flies back to the town's abandoned church to prepare for her next attack on Freddy and Victor. Her legs grow stronger. She inhabits her Trans Am and goes after Freddy, but seems to miss him. Freddy obviously plays dead to satisfy Charlotte.  At the body shop, Freddy discovers some shocking news that Charlotte has checked out. They soon find Detective Kensey for help.

The next morning, the news interviewed Victor and Freddy about how they accomplished their plan after hearing about the department giving them a second chance.

"Well, we succeeded it without getting cut in two like those other people. As for the rest of the parents that lost their kids, they will be avenged for you. And rest in peace Detective Clouse." Victor said.

"Where did you happen to chain up this changeling?" asked the news reporter.

"At the burned down house and shed behind City Market." Victor said.

"Did you both know that house was burned down by a criminal who is long gone? There was a family there and the slippery criminal attacked them and caused a lot of deaths and damages." Freddy pointed out.

"Yes, that was 40 years ago. We took the report across the world. In fact a lot of people submitted their respects." The news reporter said.

"A-and anyway, we used our skills to lead this creature to the shed. It was five meters tall. The advice was all credited to Detective Kensey so thank you Detective Kensey. You should have seen how ugly it was." Victor cuts in.

He explained how ugly Charlotte was with his hands to his face including the tail.

"That's quite scary." the news reporter said after Victor finished.

Back at the machine shed, Charlotte used her acid blood and strength to cut herself free. The chains all snapped and they collapsed to the ground. Charlotte thrashed her head to break the neck chains and they too snapped like rubber bands. Charlotte barged out of the machine shed and flew away to the church to prepare for her next attack. On her way, she spotted Victor and Freddy being interviewed by the news. She snarled and flew over them without being seen.

Meanwhile, the CIA arrived to test their new weapons. They barged in, but they were too late to shoot at Charlotte because she was gone. Detective Kensey was with them and he too was shocked to see there was no sign of Charlotte anywhere.

"We're too late. Where do you think the creature would've gone?" the deputy director asked.

"I know I have a feeling. That creature will soon be attacking the town and every single person in it. We have a good chance we can bring it down." Detective Kensey said.

"Then we keep a look out for it when it attacks the town." the deputy director said.

Then the CIA all retreated to their job of setting up a camera in the town. They put the camera on a building and go back to the department to watch. They waited for a long time.

When Freddy and Victor finished the news interview, they went home to see their parents all in the living room of Freddy's house. They looked angry as they all sat on the chairs and couches.

"Where have you boys been?" Freddy's mom asked.

"At a news interview. Mom, dad, we were given a second try and we won." Freddy said.

"The detective agency at the police department sent for us to end all this madness. You have to believe us. We were out late last night trying to chain it up for the CIA to take core of. Just ask Detective Kensey." Victor said.

"We were worried about you boys! Do you know how we all feel when you snuck out like that? We thought you were killed!" Victor's mom said.

"We're fine okay. We're adult enough to fight." Freddy protested.

"You are also our kids! I won't allow you to do that again!" Freddy's mom shouted.

"Fine! We're done with it. I rest my case. Court excused." Freddy said.

"You better be done with it!" Freddy's mom said sternly at Freddy.

"How could you have involved Victor into this mess?" Freddy's dad asked.

"I said 'I rest my case' and now we don't need to talk about this anymore!" Freddy said.

"Yes, we do need to talk about this!" Freddy's mother yelled with fury.

Freddy was about to shout back until the door bell chimed. Freddy's mother went to answer it.

"Hello madam. I'm Detective Kensey from the police department. These are my associates Hubert Lars and Loretta Benny. We wanted to discuss things with your kids and you." Detective Kensey said.

"What has this got to with any of this?" Freddy's mother asked.

"Just this...your kid and his friend Victor have made a brave thing. Allow me to explain all this from the start." Detective Kensey said.

The three of them all come in and then Detective Kensey explained everything to both of the boys' parents on how they got them all into the situation starting with Clouse's death and ending it with the plan that Freddy had in mind. The parents seemed to understand the confusion.

"So, when we went back with the CIA, the beast was gone. We've set up a camera to keep a look out for the beast to counter its next attack on the town in case it gets too far. The CIA has their newest and high grade of weapons all ready to use if it does." Detective Kensey said.

"Mr. Kensey, I think you should be aware that these are our only kids that we have. You can't just send them out to destroy this...this whatever it is to its death and not think about the consequences at the end if they failed." Freddy's mother said.

"Madam, I am surely aware of what could happen. And I am prepared for the worst...even if it has to do with consequences. I've been abandoned and I have lived in Tibet for 20 years and I've been taught many great things beyond enlightenment and wisdom. Fight with purity and grace is what I've been told." Detective Kensey said.

"But these are kids in their 20s we're talking about." Freddy's dad said.

"Sir, I know that. And I also know that you are getting too overprotective of our children. They've succeeded with skill and they can do it again. It's not the scale of their strategy that depends, but skill. I have back up in case things get too far. You both need to realize that these boys are warriors trying to keep the humans alive and out of extinction." Detective Kensey said.

Freddy's mother looked down and sniffed.

"You're right. Maybe we have been too annoying on them. We're just worried about them." Freddy's mother said.

"I think it's time to let the kids worry about their lives now. We've been treating them like toddlers." Victor's mother said.

"You're right, Mrs. Howard. I should do the same to Freddy." Freddy's mom said.

"Okay...if that beast that everyone is reporting to be attacking other victims, I want you and Victor there to recapture it like they did before." Freddy's mother said.

"We'll see to that Mrs. Barnsworth." Detective Kensey said.

Then, he and his associates all go to the door and leave after telling the parents good bye.

Freddy and Victor were both in Freddy's room playing a card game while the talking was going on.  Freddy's mom and dad come inside to talk about what they were taught from Detective Kensey.

"I hope you can forgive me Freddy for being so annoying. It seems like yesterday you were just born and waddling around in diapers when you were a toddler and now today I didn't want you to grow up, but it happened rather if I liked it or not." Freddy's mom said.

"That's okay ma. All mothers worry about their kids when they've raised them with too much love." Freddy said.

A few hours of talking were over and Victor and his parents leave the Barnsworth's house to go home. They had the same discussion with Victor. They realized how much they wanted to keep Victor young as a toddler for all eternity, but they couldn't hold onto him forever while he was growing up. But later that night around 8 PM, Freddy went down to the body shop to get something out of his car. On his way, part of Charlotte inhabited her Trans Am and goes after Freddy. She parked it in front of him just before Freddy left the house. On the radio blared "You Better Run" by Motorhead out the windows. Freddy heard the music and looked to see Charlotte's car parked in front of him on the curb.

Terror struck him and he gasped as the greenish-yellow lights shined their ray of lights on him.

"Oh no." Freddy almost screamed.

Charlotte made the car rev the engine and leap towards Freddy rapidly and shortly. Freddy made a run for it downtown. Charlotte drove the car after him full speed. Charlotte was 3 inches to Freddy's feet as they carried him as fast as he could. Then, Charlotte hit him combining the hit with a collision to a small newspaper stand. Freddy pretended to be dead to satisfy Charlotte as she drove the car down the road to the abandoned church and graveyard. Charlotte was waiting patiently for her car to arrive so she could get on with her killing spree. She hung her head as she was chained up helplessly and exhaustedly from trying to break free a million times. It wasn't long before her car broke through the doors and was here. There was an earthquake like rumbling in the church. It was weakening the chains on Charlotte. Power was restoring to her and she snapped free of each chain that was weakening as the quake happened. Charlotte felt victory and a vengeful triumph. First she snapped the chain holding her legs since they were the tightest. Second went the waist chains that were holding her bolted. And finally, the chains holding her arms up snapped. Charlotte was finally free but she was unsatisfied and unsteady at the same time. She wanted Victor and Freddy dead. She wanted to kill them her way.

Meanwhile, Freddy awoke and walked back to his house to call Victor. Freddy ran all the way home. His parents were having their coffee.

"Fredrick? What happened?" Freddy's mom asked.

"Forgot something from the house." Freddy said casually.

He raced upstairs and went to his room to call Victor to tell him what happened.

"Just be careful when you're driving home tonight from the body shop man. Because Charlotte was trying to road kill me with her car when I went to get some money out of my car tonight. She might go after you and tailgate you to crash or something." Freddy said.

"I will man." Victor's only response said.

Then, Freddy hung up and went back out to try again. He looked carefully for Charlotte as he trotted down the street to the body shop. He didn't see her anywhere and he was lucky. He must’ve had Charlotte thinking he died. Freddy went to his car and got some money he needed for something. He went to Josh's office already noticing he was already there distracted on a few paperwork.

"Hey, have you seen a red and blue 1973 Pontiac Trans am firebird leave gate 16?" He asked.

"Yes, something was weird about it too. It drove by itself and took off like a bullet." Josh said.

"Oh golly...how long ago was that?" Freddy asked.

"About two hours before you came here." Josh said "why? Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I'll be fine. I just thought something was going to get me a second time after I pretended to be dead." Freddy said.

"Did it have to do with a red and blue 1973 Pontiac Trans am firebird?" Josh asked.

"Yes...but I think I'll be okay." Freddy said.

"Okay. Just worried that someone was trying to kill you, that’s all.” Josh said as he tended to his paperwork.

Freddy went out of the office and kept an eye open for the red and blue 1973 Pontiac Trans am firebird to come back to the garage. He waited for hours but he didn't see anything. He realized something different.

"The car must have been taken to the abandoned church and grave yard." Freddy said.

Freddy went to Josh asking if who checked out to see if his vision was right. If so, they needed help from someone with holy powers or something.

"Mr. Reginald, can you tell me who checked out?" Freddy asked.

"Well, between you and I, kiddo. I don't give out other information that has been filed into the cabinets. But I'll tell you anyway. Gate number 16 was rented by Charlotte to a red and blue 1973 Pontiac Trans am firebird. Who's Charlotte?" Josh said.

"Oh no...no...no." Freddy said fearsomely.

"What?" Josh asked.

"You won't believe this but Charlotte is a changeling that could be anywhere and anything. She murders people rather if they're a man or woman. You remember you brother being killed in that fire accident and dying into ashes?" Freddy asked.

"I do. It was terrible." Josh said.

"Well, we're trying to stop this creature before it can keep killing people." Freddy said.

Freddy took up to an hour explaining to Josh what he had seen ever since Charlotte encountered this body shop. And Josh understood everything.

Freddy went home as fast as he could. He sneaked in the window and quietly went to the phone to dial Victor. He closed and locked his bedroom door as quietly as he could. Then, he picked up the phone and dialed for Victor.

"Hello?" Victor's voice asked.

"Victor, it's Freddy. I think we need to see someone holy. Something is going on." Freddy said.

He explained everything from what he found out in the body shop about Charlotte checking out of stall 16 and then driving it back to the deserted church.

"Oh my word man. That's awful...do you know anyone that might help us?" Victor asked.

"No, but I know that Detective Kensey knows someone that might help us so we have a chance at saving our lives." Freddy said.

"Dude, do you suppose he knows?" Victor asked.

"Maybe." Freddy said.

After they hung up, Freddy dialed for Detective Kensey who was at work at his desk.

"Hello, Detective Kensey?" Freddy said.

"Freddy? What's going on? You sound alarmed." Detective Kensey said.

"I went down to the body shop and discovered shocking news. Gate number 16 had been checked out. Charlotte is planning her next attack soon. I figured you might know someone that can help us fight once and for all." Freddy said.

"Actually, I do know someone. He's an exorcist and priest of the new Christian church. He has helped people with demon issues. He knows the likes of scary creatures. His name is Father Matthew Jacob. Go to him, ask for his help, tell him Kensey sent you and explain the situation. He should know what to do." Detective Kensey said.

"Okay. I know where the Christian church is." Freddy said.

After they talked, Freddy hung up the phone and sighed. He unlocked the bedroom door and got ready for bed.

52. Chapter 19

Freddy and Victor are recommended to seek a holy exorcist priest for help by Detective Kensey and they explain everything. He provides them with weapons that should do the trick. So they accept them and thanked the Priest for his help. Meanwhile, Charlotte is frustratingly unsteady of her killing spree. She wants to kill Victor and Freddy and live forever as a giant killer. She terrorizes the town and bashes away the military away. She causes a Godzilla like destruction. So the CIA goes to the terrorized city and tries out their new weapons, but they fail.

The next few weeks after talking with Detective Kensey, Freddy and Victor drive to the Christian church to find Father Jacob and ask him for his help. Freddy explained some things to Victor about what Kensey told him. When they arrived, they went into the church and walked passed the empty stands where Father Jacob was inside one of the discussion booths. Victor waited as Freddy went in to ask for help.

"Father, I am here in the presence of God to ask you for you help." Freddy started,

There was a covered window that slid open and Father Jacob spoke to Freddy from the other side.

"Yes, young disciple?" he said.

"My name is Freddy Barnsworth and I am here today to ask for your help. It has been many days since the child of the Devil had been hunting down mankind in this state. A Detective recommended you from the police department by the name of Kensey." Freddy explained.

"Describe this unholy child of Satan." Father Jacob said.

Freddy explained what Charlotte looked like and how she kept growing bigger and uglier no matter what they do to try and destroy her. Father Jacob had been keeping up with the newspaper and understood it all well.

"Meet me in my office. I have some things to give to you that will help you defeat this unholy creature from Satan." Father Jacob said.

The two of them both went out and they encountered inside Father Jacob’s office. Freddy and Victor all met him as he thanked them for coming.

"What I have for you are two weapons that have been blessed by The Lord to help you. Two Colt weapons all with an imprinted with a cross at the handle. Use them wisely and don't miss." Father Jacob said as he gave Freddy and Victor the guns and a flame thrower.

One was a pistol and the other was a trusty shotgun with oak crafted handles on the chrome barrels. They take them as Father Jacob gave them a box of correct bullets to load them up with.

"Use these only for unholy creatures. Return them when you have succeeded." Father Jacob said.

"We will, Father." Victor said.

"Tell Kensey I said hello for me." Father Jacob said with a smile on his face.

"We will. Thanks." Freddy said as they left the office.

Meanwhile, Charlotte is frustratingly and still very unsteady of her killing spree. She wants to kill Victor and Freddy and live forever as a giant killer. She snakes her neck to think. What could she do to run her cravings over while she planned her last attack on Victor and Freddy? She pauses and goes out to terrorize the town. If the military or CIA tried to stop her, she would perish them. She soars across the building with the camera alerting the CIA that Charlotte was in pursuit. They watched as they saw the picture of Charlotte flying passed the camera. The CIA all takes action to protect by getting into company cars and driving to the scene. Charlotte landed on a building and spews fire over the town, setting things on fire and causing people to run as she flew after them. She roared loudly like Orga the alien monster from 'Godzilla 2000'. It looked like a disaster that Godzilla would do with all the fire and explosions.

Charlotte melts the people that were poorly behind the crowd and cars with acid and grabbing them with her inner mouth to devour them. The fat people, the middle weight people that were running slow, and basically whipping her tail around the necks of people trying to hide for cover. Police tried to stop her, but they sadly were destroyed and eaten with their bodies torn in half. The military came with tanks and fired away with weapons and helicopters firing at Charlotte's bullet proof skin.

Charlotte spewed lava on them and tore apart the soldiers and tanks. She roared furiously as she continued on her way. The CIA all got there and saw how huge Charlotte was. She was busy spewing the helicopters with her acid and fire at them. They all fired their new and high graded weapons at Charlotte. Quickly, Charlotte turned her attention from the people running and screaming to the CIA and attacked.  Charlotte used her tail and wrapped it around each of their necks totally acid melting them to their death. She spewed fire on them and they burned to ashes. She even gobbled them up with their weapons still in their grip. She wiped them out with her club tail with a rapid swing. She used her crested neck to make them explode into a mushroom cloud. The news all came quickly to the scene and zoomed in on the happening. It right away led to every TV channel worldwide as the attack went on.

Charlotte crushed a few buildings including the bank, the old business that were for rent. She set fire everywhere and knocked over some street lights directing traffic. She side swiped the cars with her tail and attacked the people running from them in terror. The people watching the news listened in horror as the attack went onward. On the TV, there showed Charlotte stabbing people with her dagger ended tail that she shifted into to finish her attack.