Sneak peak: BEAST: The Terror of the Wendigo Ch4

(Sorry it took so long to post but here it is!!!)

Ezekiel was inside the lobby, sitting down in a chair, putting some tobacco into his pipe and litting it up with his lucky brass lighter while watching Phantom soring asleep on the couch beside him.

“Can’t believe I’m babysitting while I wait for Shay to come back.” Said Ezekiel after he inhaled his smoke pipe and exhaled afterwards. I wonder if Shay doing Ok?”

Ezekiel tap his left foot on the floor rapidly, impatiently waiting for Shay to walk down the corridor. Shay told him that she going to having a talk with Dustcloat, about Phantom untreated health condition and the  pressure he is for the past week. Ezekiel can blame them her for stepping up for a friend in need, an arrogant one anyway. But Ezekiel was also abit upset that his date plan has change now that Phantom was now on board for lunch. It was suppose to be just the two of them alone together so that he could confess to her how much he-…

“No, no, no….” Muttered Phantom still asleep, moved his hands up onto his head, gripping his hair tight and started breathing deeply.

“Hrrr… Great, now he’s acting like a kid.” Sigh Ezekiel, leans over and shooked his shoulder. “Hey Phant! Your good?”

Then Phantom sprung up and pulled out his knife. In a combat pose, he faced Ezekiel,who put his hands in the air. As Phantom realised it was him, he lowered the knife and exhaled.

“Blimey! You gave me a jump there, mate.” Said Phantom spinning around his knife in his hand and puts it back in one of his hostlers. “What time is it? Also, where are we?”

“You’re welcome for getting you out of your nightmare, ” said Ezekiel sarcastically, lowering his hands. “It is 11:45 a.m., and we’re in the lobby of our headquarters. You have been out for quite awhile.”

“11:45? How long was I’m out for? And how did I even get here?”

“Easy, man. You’re going to pass out if you keep asking questions.” Ezekiel avoided answering Phantom’s question because he knew it would make him ask more questions. He than opens up his flask, drinks a sip of it and offers what little is left in it to Phantom.

“No thanks. That stuff would kill me faster, then this company already is.” Groan Phantom waved his hand at him as a sign to say no while resting his head on his other hand.

“Suit yourself.” Strugs Ezekiel, drinking what little left in his flask and sighs calmly. He faces back at the hallway, hoping to spot Shay walking down it, but she still isn’t there.

Sneak Peak:

Sneak Peak for what instore for the next chapter! Enjoy!

BEAST: The Terror of the Wendigo Ch2

Changes is sooner than you think?

On the upper floor of HQ, Shay felt surprised, not in a bad way, just surprised to see things change for the better so quickly. She knew she wasn’t going to be sleeping under her desk at work forever, but Shay never thought that an BEAST Agent named Ezekiel would give her a place to stay at his fancy penthouse. Not only that, but also cooked her up five-star meals of breakfast, lunch, dinner and sometimes he threw in some desserts.
There will be no more sleeping underneath or on the desk, no more morning walks up with neck cramps, no more cooking packets of junk food from the gas station, and no more getting changed in the organisational change rooms in the early morning or late at night. Most importantly, she finally has a place to organise all the belongings that were not shoved in her desk, and she does not have to spend hours trying to dig around to find what she needs in it.

“Aaaaaaaaand… That’s the last one, ” said Shay, putting her computer tablet into a cardboard box. She folded the top of the box and sealed it with some duck tape she found in one of the offices.

After Shay used her teeth to cut the tape, she saw some smoke rising on the other side of her desk. Then a small figure of smoke lapped onto her desk and appeared to be a cat with bright white eyes.

“Did Ezekiel bring you here to spy on me?” Shay grinned as she reached out a hand and patted the smoke cat by the head. Shay knew this cat was one of Ezekiel’s familiars because she had seen him create this certain familiar multiple times in his apartment and around HQ.
Ezekiel probably left the cat familiar to keep Shay company today because he was picking up his car from the mechanic for an engine check. Once the check was done, he said he will come to HQ to pick her up and her stuff.

“Come on, your master going to be here soon. We should wait for him by the front.” Said Shay, moving her hand away from the familiar and picking up one of the boxes. As she picked it up, the familiar ran up to Shay, jumping onto the box, then onto her shoulder and cuddling it around the back of Shay’s neck. “Hehee… Easy there kitty, you going to drop my box over your adorableness.”

Shay then walked out of the investigation office with a smile on her face. Ezekiel cat’s familiar tail started waving back and forth like a clock pendulum by Shay’s left shoulder and snuggled its head into her neck, peering.

The Venom Eye Fox (Bump Off story.)

(Bump Off from the Youtube audio series by WeakSoda: https://www.youtube.com/@Weaksoda )
(This story is my OC Character from Bump Off takes place during the pilot and stands along to the original story)

(This Is something I made myself, Looks rough, but Im getting there.)

Somewhere in the middle of a rundown part of town, in a warehouse late at night. A group of gangsters are loading up all their cocaine supplies onto the trucks ready to ship out. As the trucks were loading up, a young skinny man was slacking off by an old tin barrel, writing down letters in a crossword puzzle and listening to the radio next to him on the table.

Man on the Radio: ‘…. With that is all the news for tonight us tonight. Your man, DJ Moonshine, is signing off with a word from our sponsors – WeakSoda! Even weaker things are still good for brightening your day! Grab your can at any convenience store today!”

A Catchy song on the radio and Young Gangster: ‘WeakSoda! WeakSoda! It is the weakest Soda! But it still tastes All-Right!!! Ding!’

‘Slam!!!’

A man wearing a purple leather jacket, short dark brown hair, black leather fingerless gloves, and a black hat smashed the radio with his bare fists.
The boy straddled and jumped out of the chair, landing on his right side with a Thud and staring at this aggressive person.

Joshua: “What the hell are you doing not working?”

Gangster: “Ahhh!… Sorry Boss! I-I… was taking a break and-…”

Joshua: “Well, Hurry up! We needed everything out of the warehouse before the feds get here, so get to it.”

Joshua kneels for the young man and points to the workers loading the truck.

Gangster 1: “Yes Boss. Oh, when do I get paid?”

Joshua: “Do you want to stand there and be beaten to death with my Fist?!”

Joshua raised his fist at him, giving him an intimidating stare with his wide, threatening eyes.

Gangster 1: “Uh!…No! Sorry!!!”

He whirled away to one of the trucks and immediately started helping out, moving boxes on as Joshua watched, then sighed.

Joshua: “Hrrrr… worthless Dumb ass.”

Then suddenly, Joshua’s phone started to ring from his pocket. He pulled it out, sighed to see a friend profiled on the screen, and then he answered it.

Joshua: “Oh great… Mr Sammy! What a surprise for you to call all suddenly, Bro!”

Sam: “Hrrr…  Its just Sam!”

Joshua: “Ah, whatever. Anyway, my men are nearly done packing everything out of this warehouse, so you can tell the Bosses to calm their…

Sam: “I am not calling about the business. I called to bring you a warning.”

Joshua: “Hahahaa…. What are you worried about me getting hurt? Oh… that’s so sweet of you.”

Joshua put a hand to his chest like he was in an act of play.

Sam: “No, you stupid moron!!!”

Joshua pulled his phone away from Sam’s outburst and frowned.

Joshua: “Hey! Hey! Easy man, what’s got you so worked up so suddenly? Has that bastard Sage caused his charming smut over your date again?”

Sam: “First off, piss off! Second, this has nothing to do with that Douch! So shut up and listen! I just got word from our men from another city. More Booth Borns have been disappearing and found dead. They said it was a person wear a mask with green eyes and-…”

Joshua pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

Joshua: “Oh my god, Sammy. Please tell me you’re not talking about the Booth-Born killer again. Don’t we agree that he wasn’t real last week?”

Sam: “That was before one of my contacts actually saw the demon with their own eyes and freaked the guy out so hard he came to me with his tail across his legs.”

Joshua: “They were just acting to save their ass’es after failing their job. These guys do it all the time.”

Joshua walks away from the loading bay and heads to his nearly empty offices.

Sam: “He had a video feed on this demon about it walking up to one of our kind, who was seriously wounded with crossbow bolts in his chest and slit his throat seven time!”

Joshua: “Oh, Boo-hoo, some guy got his throat cut open, and one of them is crying to the bosses about it.”

Joshua’s office contained nothing but a desk with a bottle of rum and two glasses. As he walked in, he put his hat down to relieve his narrow ears and placed the phone against his shoulder. Listen to Sammy as he picked up the bottles of rum and poured a long measure into a glass.

Joshua: “If this guy is such a problem, why not send a few men after this weirdo?”

Sam: “We did! We hired a few hitmen two days ago, and just this morning, we found the remains of their bodies inside a garbage truck.”

Joshua rolls his eyes and chuckles.

Joshua: “If they got killed that easily, they would have never pulled the job off. I reckon we get Jason out there. He can take care of that dumb ass and slice that twig in two.”

Joshua takes a sip from his glass as Sam yells again.

Sam: “He can’t Idiot! Cause he the one who got killed on camera!”

Joshua’s eyes widened at this news, and he spit out his drink.

Joshua: “What?! Jason? Nah, that’s not impossible. He is literally the Goddamn Tiger King! That man can slice flesh apart in seconds with his sabretooth claws.”

Sam: “Not anymore. We find him with his legs trapped in a bear trap and find a few hole wounds in his chest, heart and his limbs. And to top it all off, he even used a knife to write on his chest saying: ‘All cursed born’s will pay for their sin and return to the void as fate attended.”

Joshua remains silent, and then he starts to chuckle and cough up a hard laugh.

Joshua: “Hahahahaa!!! Oh man, you really had me on that last part for a moment, Sammy.”

Sam: “I’m telling you the truth! See the footage for yourself.”

Joshua: “What, waste my time watching a cheesy horror film? Tch! I think I passed.”

Joshua swells his rum around and finishes his drink as Sammy getting annoyed.

Sam: “Of for the love of-…. Brother! Could you use your dumb brain for once and take this seriously and listen to me? You need to be -….”

Joshua slammed his drink on the desk, sipping some of it out onto his fingers.

Joshua: “You listen! If this Mark Brat is real, it wouldn’t matter to me anyway because I’m goddamn Joshua Hangchip! I have been given the power of the Gods! I have been fighting dumbasses even before I was a Booth Born or, hell, even thirteen years old. I survived the streets with nothing but my bare fist. Took on gangs, mafia, rival Booth Borns and police forces and came out like a Champion! So if some weirdo in orange wearing a Fox mask thinks he can take me down, let him. He will have my fist up his …‘bang’… and skewed like a kebab when I’m through with him! Thanks, and Goodnight!”

Sam: “No wai-…”

Joshua hung up on the phone, shoving it deep down his pocket and swallowing his entire drink in seconds. Then he grabbed the rum bottle and refilled it, muttering to himself.

Joshua: “Tch… Great. The Barons are being paranoid dumb-asses, dealing with my completely useless bunch of peasants, and my former partner is completely insane over a fictional mask killer!”

Joshua angrily tossed the nearly empty bottle at a wall, breaking the glass into a thousand pieces and leaving a liquor trail.

Joshua: “Hrrr… What else could happen tonight.”

Just as Joshua was about to take another sip of rum, the lights in the building suddenly went out, and he heard many of his men gasping all around the warehouse.

Joshua: “Oh son of a-…”

Joshua slammed the cup on the table again and stormed out of his offices with an angry look on his face, gritting his teeth.

Joshua: “Ok! What is going on? George, I swear if you messed with the power line again, I-…”

Joshua stopped to realise that the place had gone dead silent, and all his men working in the warehouse are gone. Not at the trucks, not on the other side of the warehouse collecting the remaining creations and not even at the old tin barrels playing by the radio that he smashed. They are just gone.

Joshua: “George? Guys? Where the hell are you? We still have to finish loading the damn trucks!!!”

Silence filled the room with no answers as Joshua walked around impatiently.

Joshua: “Are you all #### death or stupid? Get back to work! Or I swear I’ll beat fifty rounds on your perfidy A-… Holy!”

Joshua felt in shock as he walked around the corner of the second to see all his men had been brutally beaten up unconsciously or dead on the ground. Many of them had been cut, bruised, stabbed, and shot, and one of them was hanged from the balcony above them with a chain as a noose.

Joshua: “What the F-…”

Mysterious Voice: “Are you afraid?”

Joshua turned behind him to look at whoever spoke. But there was no one there, just an empty, dark warehouse.

Joshua: “Who said that?!”

The voice continued mocking Joshua as Joshua looked for him in the dark, pushing any creations that stood in his way.

Mysterious Voice: “Hmmhmmhmmm…. So you’re Joshua Hangchip. Gotta say I’m unimpressed.”

Joshua: “How the hell do you know my name?!”

Mysterious Voice: “I have done my research about you. Well, in your old age, the great Hangchip himself! You were the greatest boxer champion in the 1980s. You loved fans and were a hero to fans. However, in secret, behind the public eye, your tours around America alongside gang of bikers robbing and smuggling drugs. But at the end of it all, you finally got caught right on stage for possession of drugs and beating up your opponent before the match started in the finals and got arrested for the whole to see. How the almighty hero’s fallen.”

Joshua punched his fist furiously through a large rectangular wooden crate.

Joshua: “Oh, so you’re one of those weird fan stalkers! I’m surprised I still have fans after all these decades!”

He pushed a wooden board, leaning against the wall to the ground, out of his way.

Mysterious Voices: “Oh, I’m no fan. Especially not to someone who has taken a piss on anyone you meet up and how much of a douche he really is.”

Joshua stopped and was angry and frustrated hearing the voice mockery him.

Joshua: “Oh, then why don’t you show yourself, and I can give you a knuckle sandwich. You Mother-….Agh!”

Then suddenly, a bolted arrow shot straight from the darkness and hit Joshua on the right side of his body. Luckily, thanks to his Booth Born abilities, the tip of the bolt only penetrated a thin layer of skin.

Mysterious Voice: “Why don’t you try to catch me first.”

Joshua: “Agh! Why, you little piece of-….”

The moment Joshua pulled the arrow bolt out, a dark figure whooshed past him and then gotten slashed by a blade, making an extended cut along the right side of his waist.

Joshua: “Errr!!! You’re so Dead!!!”

In a rage, Joshua tried to punch the figure, but it was so dark and the figure was fast he couldn’t be hit. As Joshua continued to miss his punches and mostly smashed many wooden crates with his fists, the intruder kept slashing Joshua from all directions as blood started bleeding out.

Joshua: “Ahhhh! Just stay still, Punk!”

As Joshua kept swinging his fist around, he started to feel lighter, slower and tired. He also began to have a nasty headache, like some sort of pressure was squeezing into his head.

Joshua: “I’m going to destro-….Huh!… why is my head burning so-…AGGGHHH!!!”

While Joshua was pressuring his head, the mysterious person punched a tooth out of his mouth. He knelt to the ground and blood bleeding down the right side of his chin.

Joshua: “That’s it! I just had enough of your games! Show yourself, YOU, MISERABLE COWARD!!!”

 Joshua shouted out loud, stood straight up from the ground and wiped the blood off his chin.

The Mysterious Voice: “Ok. Give it your best shot.”

Joshua turned his head around to see the figure standing behind him, staring down at him with glowing green eyes that glow brighter like a bunch of fireflies. Then he saw his opportunity and threw a punch straight at him.

Joshua: “Idiot!…You’re going to regret-…”

The mysterious person grabbed his punching hand by the wrist, leaving Joshua in complete shock. Before Joshua could say anything, the Mysterious man twisted with the one he had in Joshua’s hand, then threw his free hand into a fist and punched underneath his elbow, breaking it to the opposite direction of his entire arm.

Joshua: “AGHHH!!!!”

As Joshua felt the pain of his arm flow in the opposite direction as it should, the mysterious man let go of him, swiftly pulled an arrow bolt out of his sleeves, stabbed it onto Joshua’s left kneecap and kicked him square in the chest.

Joshua flew eight feet and hit his head against an old steel pillar, and the impact felt like getting hit by a massive truck. Everything was hazy for Joshua for a second, and just as he regained his sight, another bolt arrow shot through the darkness and hit him in his chest. This time, it went deep into his chest, and Joshua felt it pass through his right lung and started coughing blood out of his mouth. Joshua looked down at himself, seeing how badly wounded he was and started to feel weak and afraid in a way that he hadn’t felt in forever.

Joshua: “…M-My strength…My power!… W-W-What have-…”

The Mysterious Voice: “Hrrr… Disappointment. And here I thought I was hunting for a real challenge. Instead, you are just a fool, just like the rest of my prey.”

The figure stepped out of the darkness into the moonlight, carrying a crossbow in both hands. The figure was a man wearing a fox mask, an orange jacket, a few bright fluro orange colour armour pads, leather straps with tons of small tools and gadgets, and a big orange scarf around his neck, flapping slightly behind his back.

The Mysterious Fox Person: “Then again, looks and rumours can be misled, right?”

Joshua: “Holy crap! You are Real!”

The Mysterious Fox Person: “Hmm… at least you have the brain cells to figure out who I am.”

The Masked Fox finished folding his crossbow. He then brought it over his back and latched it next to his quiver.

Joshua: “Why you … ‘Cough!’…‘Cough!’…

Joshua covered his mouth with his remaining moving hand and started to cough again as more blood. Then the Masked Fox started to walk up slowly.

The Masked Fox “Save your breath, nothing you say would save you-….”

With his left hand the Man with the Fox Mask slowly pulled out from his holster a revolver that looked bulkier than any other revolver that Joshua had ever seen in his criminal life.

The Masked Fox: “…. Now I know what this looks like to you. But I assure you that this weapon has taken out fiends like yourself.”

The Masked Fox slowly aimed the weapon at Joshua, as Joshua’s eyes went wide open, and fear of death started to kick into him.

Joshua: “… ‘cough’…‘cough’…. No, wait!?….”

The Mysterious Fox Person: “Begging for mercy, are we? You really are not what others say, are you.”

Joshua: “Why yo-…. ‘Cough’… ‘Cough’… ‘Cough’… I can give you whatever you want! Pleas-… ‘Cough’…” Cough’

Masked Fox: “There is nothing you could offer me in this world to save you.”

Joshua: “‘Cough’… Please have mercy. You can’t do this!”

Masked Fox: “Hmm.. And why should I? You have rudely destroyed so many people’s lives and their blood stained in your hands all because you wanted to be everyone Champion. You’re beyond Salvation.”

Joshua: “Please….‘Cough’…”Cough’…. Im sorry.OK. Look I got money, I can ‘Cough’… ‘Cough’… ‘Cough’… ”Cough’… pay you ten- No, all of it if you-…”

‘BANG!!!’

Joshua: “Argh!!!”

Masked Fox Mask fired a shot from his weapon and blew off his entire right hand, as blood and bone pieces flung into his face.

Masked Fox: “I don’t want money! Or your pathetic excuses! I just want your blood. Booth Born.”

Joshua slowly looked up at him while pressing his missing hand against his chest and twitching from the aggressive amount of pain he felt, not from the cuts, bolts or his blown-off hand, but his entire body was like crushing focus was pressuring down on him from within.

Joshua: “You know what-…‘Cough’… ‘Cough’-…

Joshua coughed like a frog and falls to the floor to his side, gasping for air. Blood started coming out from his eyes, and his sight started to blur all around him, except for the Masked Fox darkly glooming down over him.

Masked Fox: “Yes, I know what you are. A plague that been reborn from the coven, as greedy selfish monstrosity doing and taking whatever they want to the world! Parasites that need to be wiped out from this world!”

While the Person with the Fox Mask slowly walked forward, still aiming his weapon at Joshua.

Masked Fox: “And I am the Fox that will prey down a pound each one of your walking corpses and send all of you back to hell! And I’m going to make sure that each one of you suffers mercilessly death.”

Joshua: “….Who?-… ‘Cough’… ‘Cough’… ‘Cough’… Are you?”

Masked Fox nodded at Joshua slightly and pushed his right foot down slowly on his neck.

Masked Fox: “The Fox, who hunts Demons…”

Then Masked Fox snapped Joshua’s neck, breaking it like a twig. He gazed down over Joshua, seeing the breath of air leave his body.

Masked Fox: “Jäger!”

The End.

The Ragdoll Story Challenge

Hey Guy, it been a week and I finally finish working on a one week story. I hope that you guys may like it and enjoyed it, also if you guys like me to do more weekly challenges again, just put up a like here and I make up the next vote challenge next week.
Ok, let you all enjoy reading and have a wonderful day.

The Ragdoll Story

Once upon a time, three young siblings loved to watch social media videos: Brandon, the older brother; Jenny, the middle sister and Dommy, the youngest. Every Saturday morning, when their parents go out to work, Brandon goes on his father’s old PC, which he gave to him after he got a new one, and plays media videos with his younger Brother and Sister.

They are watching a gaming video about players hunting down other players. During the video, players instantly drop around like their bones have just been turned to Jelly. The three are enjoying themselves, watching people get dropped or thrown a few feet across the room with their boneless bodies.

“Whoa, bro!” Shouted Dommy excitedly, leaning over Brother Brandon’s left shoulder while standing on a wooden box. That looks so awesome.”

“Hahahaa.” Laughing, Jenny leaned Brandon’s other shoulder as she laughed at a clip about someone landing their heads into a toilet. “This is so much funnier than that dude who got attacked by a crow trying to steal his scrambled eggs sandwich.”

“First, that wasn’t funny. hat man literally got his face torn apart.” Comment Brandon, leaning his head closer to his sister. “And second, that sandwich was a Pickle and Jam.”

“Yuck! Why did you bring that up again? I spend months trying to forget about it.”

“It’s a shame this isn’t real.” Sigh Dommy.

“Real?” asked Brandon lookingT over his shoulder to his brother.

“I mean, all this stuff is funny. But they only happen in video games, not in real life.”

“Well, why don’t we see if there is one.” Said Brandon, looking back at his computer screen and starting to tip fast in the search bar to look up ‘Ragdoll in real life.’ But the search results came with nothing about what they wanted. Just videos of stuffed dolls and a channel named Ragdoll, continue scrolling down the web page.

“What’s going on?” Dommy impatiently nudged Brandon out of the way and leaned against the desk, trying to get a closer look at the screen. “Where’s the video?”

“Hey!” Groaned Brandon as Dommy pushed him away.

“I Don’t think there is a video about it”, Interrupted Jenny, also pushing Brandon out of the way to get a closer look. “Sorry, Dommy.”

“Owww… I was getting excited.” Sigh, Dommy is looking down.

“It would be a lot exciting if you both got out of my face. Now off.” Brandon Demanded the two of them get off, and they did with frowns on their faces. “ Jeez, guys. If I had a video camera recording you guys, it would show how—…”

Brandon stopped for a second as a light bolt popped in his head, and he went under the desk to grab some in an old cabinet.

“What are you doing?” Jenny asked, looking down at Brandon to see what he was doing. Dommy did the same thing, leaning over the chair.

“I just got a great idea.” Mutter Brandon under the desk.

“Oh, Brother. What is it?”

“Oh! Oh! I know! Are we going to make Muffins and wear animal costumes?” Dommy jumping in joy.

“Ummm… maybe later.” Nodded Brandon. “Right now…

Then Brandon suddenly jumped up under the desk, holding a video camera in his hands in the air and shouted his lungs out.  

“WE’RE GOING TO MAKE OUR OWN RAGDOLL VIDEO!”

There was a short, awkward silence in the room as the two younger siblings just stared at Brandon as if he was doing some action movie pose.

“Ummmm…. Wait?” Asked Brandon as he turned around to see that his siblings were standing still and looking at them. “What is it? Why are you all staring at me, let that be?”

They both said nothing for a long, solid moment, until they both dropped to the ground and stayed still.

“What the-… guys I haven’t even recorded y-…”

“Ragdoll!” Shouted the both of them on the ground, as Brandon just rolled his eyes.

*

With that, Brandon, Jenny and Dommy went around the house and started doing ragdoll stuff and filming with their old camera as they do these things.

“Alright, are we ready?” Said Brandon standing in the middle of the living room.

“Go ahead!” said Jenny while holding the camera in her other hand and Tommy giving him some thumbs up.

“Ok, here we go. Beep.”

Then Brandon dropped flat to the ground, lying his body there and not moving, and all of them started giggling, except for Dommy, who made a stork laugh.

“Haha… that’s just like what’s on the internet!” Giggled Dommy.

“Hey, that was good.” Chuckled Jenny as she knelt down and showed the video to Brandon on the camera.

“Indeed,” said Brandon, as he had just finished watching the film. “But Now! Let’s see what other stuff we can do?!”

So they continued filming themself to do ragdoll stuff around the house like it was their own playground.

They did a separation where Jenny was standing on the couch, flopping down on the couch and then going to the ground.
Then Donny did a small run up, then Brandon pretended to be a wizard and cast him to become a ragdoll. Dommy stopped moving and started rolling like a tumbleweed halfway across the room and stopped right in front of the dog Banjo. Who got on top of Dommy the second he bumped into him and started leaking around Dommy’s face, making him laugh a lot.
As for Brandon, he made a full-on run up from the Kitchen to the big table and jumped on top of it. Then he sided himself across the table like a penguin on his tummy, and his hand held back in the air. Brandon felt so majestic for at least two full seconds until he flew himself off the table and bumped against the wall and fell onto the floor. He was totally fine, not even realising that he had a black eye.

The sibling did many ragdoll thing like falling down stairs, jumping into the pool, dropping into there mums old flower garden, rolling along the grass and mud, dropping to the ground while a watermelon with a baby faces, getting stuck their head into the toilet, scared the next down neighbours after crashing the little girls tea party by smashing through the fence wall and many more stunts to record.
After spending the entire morning and half of the afternoon playing ragdoll, the three siblings are about to call it a day after Brandon was about to do one last stunt.

“Okay ready Guys!” Shouted Brandon standing on a chair at the end of the Hallway, wearing a orange helmet and roller-skates.

“Ummm…. I don’t know?” Jenny said, looking a bit concerned about Brandon’s extreme dumb idea. “Can we just try calling it a day and—…”

“READY!!!” Yelled Dommy with excitement, jumping up and down and holding the camera. Jenny interrupted, annoyed look at Dommy to shut up.

“Ok, here we go!!!” Brandon jumps off the chair and starts skating across the hallway. Just when he is halfway, he puts all of his lungs into it and says, “Ragdoll!!!”

He then stopped skating and began dropping to the group, but then he started rolling across the field like a bowling ball. He rolled too fast past Jenny and Dommy for them to stop him, hopped over the dog who was playing his bone, and headed towards the front door. But as Brandon was approaching the door, it opened up as their father was coming in.

“Hey what the hell is going on herraaaaaa!!!…” Yelled their Father as Brandon crashed into him and both fall onto the ground.

“H-Hey, Dad.” Brandon said nervously as he looked at his Father on his chest as he slowly got up off of him. “Sorry, a-about that.”

His Father didn’t say anything, just stared at him with an angry look, as Jenny and Dommy peeked down the hallway, hidden and worried about what their father was going to do or react. It was a long moment of silence and glint from all three siblings and their angry Father until his father started chuckling which grew louder and louder until it the chuckled became a loud laugh. Brandon was confused for a moment, as well as Jenny and Dommy looked both at each other with some confusion but felt relief, and all three of them started laughing as well.

“Hahahaah…. You’re grounded from the computer for a week.” Said Their Father.

Oh No, it Monday….

This is just a little standalone thing I made for the past few weeks. I hope that you like it and if you like more in the future, please leave a comment and let me know.

P.s. The brackets are to give you an ideal picture of each scene.

Mondays… The day of the week that we all seem to forget or be late for something important on this particular day.
(A calendar circling a Monday the 7th with cross on the days before and none after.)

They say that Mondays bring us awareness of bad luck in many ways.
(Pulls the picture with the calendar out more, showing a small room with a wooden deck with a few books and a World globe model.)

Let’s take a world tour and have a look into people’s experiences about this day.
(Gets closer look at the globe model, spinning around.)

*

Geroge was sleeping in today, snuggling happily in his bed and dreaming about him in a racing Car, beating the other racers.
(A Young boy sleeping in bed, dreaming a race car and a sun coming up from the window.)

Geroge was about to win as the crowd went wild!
(The racing car was near the finish line, with a small crowd on the right.)

‘Bang!, Bang!!’
(Geroge wakes up, surprised, at the sound of knocking coming from his door)

“Hey, sweety! Are you ready yet? We got to get to school.”
(Geroge looks at the blue door to his left and a big shout bubble appeared.)

Then, all of a sudden, George jumped out of his bed and said… “Oh no, it’s Monday! I’m late for school!”
(Geroge quickly lung out of bed, with the blanket in the air and a speech bubble saying the words.)

*

Barbara was playing video games in her living room, lying on the couch while watching TV.
(Barbara a young adult, resting on a green couch and hold a video game controller.)

She grabbed handfuls of popcorn and gobbled it all into her mouth without a care in a world. ‘Bzzzz! Bzzzz!’
(Showing closers to Barbara, shoving a hand full of popcorn into her mouth and her Phone buzzing bubble beside Barbara.)

Her phone was Buzzing beside her, annoying her quiet time and answer it, saying…… “Hello?”
(Barbara put the phone against her head and answer it.)

“Hey Barbara, where are you? The meeting starts in fifteen minutes!”
(A angry speech bubble came out of the phone, her eyes and mouth wide, and she drops her controller.)

Then Barbara runs around the house, quickly putting her work clothes on and said…..
(Barbara running around, get her work clothes on and gear on.)

“Oh no, it’s Monday! I’m late for my meeting!”
(Barbara running out the door and shouting those words.)

*

Nick was gardening in his backyard, pulling the weeds from his garden near his flowers.
(An middle-aged man name Nick, pull out weed near the garden bed of his flowers)

He was yawning as the early sun set up, while his mind was still functioning at low capacity and…
(Nick was yawning and his mind bubble had a loading screen with a pixel hourglass)

Dreaming about playing on the beach, fading into his sleep.
(Nick dream bubble on resting on a beach with an umbrella over his head, as Nick fall asleep.)

Chhhhhh!!!! Nick sprung up in shock to the noise making his mind Functioning at full capacity.
(Nick stood up, jump straight up with surprised and his dream bubble became a exclamation mark.)

Nick looks to the sound and see a garbage truck driving past by his house.
(The front yard fences of the houses, with a few tropically plants and a green bin trunk driving past by.)

Nick mouth went wide open and said… “Oh no it’s Monday, I forgot to take the bins out”
(Nick putting his dirty hands on his head, with his mouth open and a speech bubble above him)

*

Josh, Jones, Jim walking down the pathway down the streets, in Matthew Street.
(Three teenage boys walking down a foot path, passing a few trees, fences and grass)

They were heading towards a Fish and Chips Shop just down the road from them.
(Ahead of them was the Fish and Chips shop, with a rarity of colors, of blue, white and tips of yellow.)

They all thinking about enjoying an nice sever Fish and Chips, alongside with gravy and a soda.
(The three boys walked up to the shop, while having a dreaming bubble over them. Dreaming about themselves siting down inside having fish and chips.)

Klank! There goes Josh’s noises.
(Josh walked into the door of the shop, while Jones and Jim we’re surprised behind him.)

 As they looked at the door, it was locked shut, with a sign at the front of it……
(Josh hold his brushed noise, Jim making sure he ok and Jones wiggle the door back and forward trying to get it to open.)

Saying ‘Shops Closed’, and all the boys shouted out and said…. “Oh no it’s Monday, Fish and Chips shop closed today!”
(All three boys shouted at once, with one hand palming his face, one other losing it and the other hold this sore noise)

*

Colle is an artist whose been working hard at her job, with her new painting.
(A happy 20’s 20-year-old woman artist with ginger hair, in an apron, holding a small paint brush and printing on a printing frame.)

She just finished her printing a little earlier than she expected, and it’s a grand masterpiece.
(She is happy to see her work printing finished, puts one hand against her left hip and looks at her work of green fields, trees, blue skies and a small cottage in the distance.)

Then decided to leave work a little early and go home.
(She then puts down her brush away and takes off her apron.)

So, Colle then put on her coat and went towards the doors.
(She puts on a Yellow coat and heads towards the blue door.)

But the moment she opened the door, there was a heavy rain pouring.
(Colle standing inside holding the door handle while looking at the heavy rain pouring down angle.)

Colle morns and yells out…..“Oh no, it’s Monday! It’s going to rain today.”
(Yell out, still standing in front of the open door and moaning the words)

*

Mr Salt and Mr Hooks are fishing in the middle of the Lake.
(Both Mr Salt and Hooks are sitting on a small boat, holding their fishing on different sides.)

Suddenly Mr Salt pulls a massive big Barra, the size of a 1 year old Dalmatian
(Mr Salt happily pulls a colourful Barra out of the water and Mr Hooks turn around surprises)

“Look at this beauty”, said Mr Salt, holding it out as Mr Hooks took a photo of his camera.
(Mr Hooks hold a camera and takes a photo of Mr Salt holding the Barra.)

Then Mr Hooks says, “Mrs Peppers is going to love that beauty when we get back.”
(Hooks looking down at his camera while talking, as Mr Salt eyes go wide open.)

Mr Salt throws the Fish away, ran past Mr Hooks, turns on the motor and screams out loud…
(The Barra splashes back into the water as Mr Hooks falls and gets to the motor and turns it on.)

Oh no, its Monday! I’m going to get MARRIED!!!!
(They went jet speed on the lake as Mr Hooks is surprised of Mr Salt solider look, as he shouts those words out.)

*

Well, that was an interesting one….
(We go back to the room with desk at the beginning of the story, looking at the globe, with the previous scene in it)

…Now you might think that Mondays are a bad day…
(Then goes back to Georges is setting his new red alarm cloak and getting ready for school tomorrow.)

…But as this day ends…
(Then Barbara Putting a timer on her phone, before playing her Video game.)

…We all get to reflect on what went wrong …
(Then to Nick getting the bins out, waving his hand out as the garbage truck driver waves back and comes back.)

…Get to learn from our own mistakes…
(To Jones supports Josh with his bruised noise while Jim runs down holding ice creams in his hands.)

…And even our faults…
(To Colle’s work buddy walks up beside her, holding an umbrella over their heads.)

…So we can all improve for the next Monday…
(And back to Mr Salt and Hooks running up to the church, putting their Wedding suits on.)

…Making a better Monday than the last one.
(Goes back to a normal globe and looking besides, on the back of the wall are some notes to remember things to do.)

But that’s later on… Cause when a Monday ends, At least tomorrow is…
(Then the scene goes dark.)

IT TACOS TUESDAY!!!
(Every character from this story comes together, wearing Sombrero and holding Tacos, with the words above in big action words)

The End

B.E.A.S.T. Story: Long Day, No Break Part II

By Patrick Oliver

This is a follow up from the first Part of Long day no break, If you hadn’t read it yet, I highly recommend reading that first before reading this.

Phantom walked into the coffee room, figure it was the first places to look for a partner to help him in the stakeout he has assign to for the mission. He was still a bit stressed about what happen in the coffee room early this afternoon with Leon being a complete jerk to everyone and that voices that came out of nowhere is still bugging him, even when he agreed it was just this head playing tricks with him. He shakes his head a bit, pulling himself together when as he enters the coffee room which was still cleaning up after the ogre came crashing the places, to find that there was no one was in the room excited for Shay who was on her laptop working on some stuff.

“Alright” nodded Phantom then approaches to Shay, walking around some cleaning equipment that the janitor has left on the floor. “Hey Shay, doing ok?”

“Hmm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. I guess…” said Shay, looking like a strung-out College student. “What ’cha need?” Shay kept her focus on the screen as her left ear lifted a bit like she still in animal form, listen to Phantom.

“I have a case about a person who’s been selling mystical drugs somewhere in Chinatown not far from here and I asking if you wanna join me on a stakeout. Said Phantom, sounded a bit tired.

“Really! …. Sure!” Said Shay looking at him, then back to her computer quickly finishing up stuff on windows and was very excited to finally be going on a mission at lasted. “Oh, what skins do you want me to bring?”

“Just something that people won’t notice out of the blue…… I guess” Phantom nodded. “I just grab a few knifes from my desks very quickly and get the keys to the car and I will meet you at the fort in 10 minutes.” Phantom took off and makes his way into the common room to get his stuff.

“See ya! Ok so my primary, cat, and a mouse. My wolf skin I can pass as a husky or malamute.” Said Shay talking to herself, mentally checking off her animal skin list, grabbing what she needs for the mission and Packed into her bag. Slings her bag over her shoulder as she starts heading to the front of the Agency. But as she enters the hallway out of the Coffee room, Ezekiel accidentally bumps into Shay as she walked out of the entrench and fall on the floor.

“Pardon me Inspector, didn’t see you coming.” Said Ezekiel, helping Shay get back up.

“Oof! That’s ok, it just me being too short? Or just blind” said Shay standing back up and huffed looking up at Ezekiel. “Anyway, me and Phantom are going out on a stakeout mission. All I know is that a person is selling unnatural drugs somewhere not far from here. You could come along if you wanted to, but you’re probably still recovering a bit from the ogre attack.”

“Well, I am tall, and I do need these glasses to see, really sorry about that.” Nodded Ezekiel taking his glasses off to clean them with his jacket so something like this doesn’t happen again and puts them back on. “And sure, I still have a bit more power left in me to tag along, if you’ll have me inspector? Though I don’t know what you would need for the mission.”

“Neither do I, but phantom will brief us more about once’s we meet him at front outside.”

“Then I guess we sound not keep him waiting then.”

Ezekiel and Shay walked down the hallway, threw the lobby and to the exits. Ezekiel being a gentleman’s by open the door and letting Shay past through.

“Thank you” said Shay walking pasted Ezekiel.

“Hey are we ready, or what!” Said Phantom waiting in the driver’s seat of a BMW 90’s car, waiting for Shay.

“Alright we’re coming” said Shay waving at Phantom walking down to the front of the car, opens the door and flings her bag to the back seat with a smirk, as Ezekiel walks down to the car. “Oh, we bumped into each other. Thought he might some help with the stakeout tonight.”

Shay Gestured to Ezekiel as he enters the back seat of the car and puts out his smocking pipe, before getting in.

“Why not mate, the more the marrier.” Said Phantom not minding the extra company, waiting for the two of them to get in buckle their seat belts and tell Ezekiel about the stakeout they about to do, as he drove off to their destination. “Ok, As I told Shay there a person out there that are selling some kind of mystical drugs that can turn people into a mindless person, like not being themselves. And Ten percent of those people who have taken these drugs have died because of it.”

“Ah, I see. So, what’s the plan inspector?” Said Ezekiel, asking Shay since she the higher rank then the two of them.

“Mhm…. well Phantom found the lead, so it pretty much his call. I’m mostly here to help.” She Winked at the both of them, hoping to give them some more experience for the mission. Phantom smiles a nod at her and focus on the road.

“Anyway, from the information that I have found at the offices that a single man has been starting to sloppy and mostly been seen at Chinatown just down a few miles from here. If I’m right, we might be able to get him in the-…. Whoa!!!” Phantom Slammed the breaks after a bunch of teenager’s bike riders came out of nowhere crossing the road almost hitting them. Phantom pocks his head out of the car and started shouting at them. “You C###’s, watch where you’re GOING!!!”

“Uh huh. Keep your eyes on the road mate.” Committed Ezekiel about Phantom driving. “Anyway, so what is your actual plan to get this bloke to come clean?”

“Huh? …. Right the plan.” Said Phantom started to drive again, after making sure there wasn’t anyone else randomly crossing the streets. “Were going to lay low, blend in and when we spot him, were going to follow him to until he’s at a corner or if we’re lucky, he will lead us to his apartment.  We’ll jump him before he could even get a change to make his move.”

“Do you have experiences tailing people?”

“Uhh…yeah, at least a bunch of times.”

“Great, what will you do inspector?”

“I’ve got my skins, so if either of you needs to look like something civilian, I got you both covered.” Said Shay turn to looked at Ezekiel. “I brought a lovely pet dog, cat and brought a mouse skin along just in case we need it”

Smiled Shay, awaited excited to be able to shift into one of her skins on a mission. It had been a long time since anyone brought her out onto the field, which is making her feel giddy. She mainly doing IT for BEAST servers for over the past year now and been complains about how she wasn’t out there on the field.

“Don’t you have a bird skin, also what would you be cover Ezekiel” said Phantom a bit curious, while focusing on the road.

“I do, but you didn’t tell me to bring one.” Sizzed Shay, holding back a grow and hates the fact how restricted she is with BEAST. “But if you can find me a dead and still very fresh, then I can use it. However, I can only carry up to at least three skins on outing and missions. Plus, these were the only skins that I had were clean…” Shay started to grumble, looking like she was Pouting.

“And as for my cover…..” Sigh Ezekiel. “…. Phantom you do realize that I look like I probably would be buying food from the food stands. Also, how can you skin a bird and a mouse inspector?”

Phantom made a understand nod at Ezekiel, as Shay cleared her throat, before turning to look at Ezekiel and answer his question. “Oh, it’s very hard to explain, let’s just Say that Skin a mouse is easier to do, then the bird because I have to make sure not to damage the feathers.”

“I have another question, why is there a limit of skins you can uses on missions?” Asked Phantom curiously.

“Uhh… I’m a Skinwalker remember?! Powerful beings! If I loss control, it could mean catastrophic! Ring any bells?!” Said Shay rolled her eyes, she was kind of surprised that no one had thought how BEAST kept their people in line. “Especially what would you think could happen if I got a hold on a mythical skin. Or would happen if I had a full arsenal if I went into rage or out of control!?”

She stair looking at both of them, waiting for a resource. Ezekiel just nodded and takes a sip from his flask.

“Alright, alright I’m sorry. I was just asking.” Said Phantom didn’t know how to respond after what Shay just said, and something was bothering him. “Sorry, it’s just I got a lot on my mind right now.”

“Then spill it!” Shay nagging to know and sounded like an Annoying little daughter or sister, getting really bored on a road trip. “Distractions cause Injuries or death, so spill it or I’ll make you spill!”

“Hrrr…. bloody hell” Mumbling Phantom sounded like an old man. He tightens his gripped on to the steering wheel, with frustration in his eyes. But stays focus on the road “It’s just what happen earlier today with Doctor Death and felt so foolish trying to stand up to him since he second in command of the building, no doubt that man is going to tell the chief about that. I just don’t understand what that bastard problem, I mean he has no respect or cares that someone either got hurt or killed from that ogre we just took down that nearly destroy BEAST HQ today at all!!!

“Everyone has their ghosts and ways to cope with them. But Dustcloak I never could crack and all I know is that he would have my skin mounted in a wall” Shay gulp as she pulls the collar of her shirt a bit. “But don’t let that old man fester you, just let it go and move on. He does help us catch the killers usually and help treat our wounds in the infirmary.”

“Your-…. your right, your right. Sorry, just in a bit of a bad mood that’s all.” Said Phantom taken a few slow calming breaths to himself to get rid of all the frustrations away.

“I Have nothing to say for the creator director, only that he is my superior and I may not enjoy it at times, I understand where I’m stand.” Said Ezekiel, putting his flask back in his coat. “And as for this undercover mission, I haven’t fully regained my magic after the fight with the ugly ogre today, but it should be enough if things get out of hand.”

“Well hopefully it doesn’t come to that, oh I almost to tell you guys.” Said Phantom stopping at the red lights, quickly taking this opportunity to pick up the cases files from the side of the car door and taking out a photo taken for a servant’s camera of a close look of the target they are looking for, hands the photo to Shay. “The person we’re looking for is wearing a dark grey hoodie, a black fabric marks covering his mouth and a small grey backpack.

Quickly put the file back to where he picks it up and continued driving after the lights turn green again. There were a lot more cars going in the directions of where Phantom and his team are heading.

“Hmm… seems easy enough.” Shay Nods looking at the photo before handing it to Ezekiel. “Got any scents I may be able to track? Or we’re going to go on guts for this one?

“Guts I’m afraid.”

Ezekiel grabs the photo and studies it before he responds. “Are we bringing down the dealer or we’re going after the supplier as well?”

“Just the dealer, both if we’re lucky. We’re going to follow the dealer around and see where he goes when we find him. But if he sees us or something goes wrong, we’re going to take matters into our own hands by grabbing him or she by forces.”

“I can subdue them probably, want them immobilized or unconscious?”

“Whatever works mates. Are there any other questions you guys wanna asks?”

“Ummm….. yeah, why did you pick one of the ugliest cars to drive us in?” Smirk Ezekiel, joking lightly as he puts the photo away in his pocket.

“Come on it isn’t that bad and second it was either this or a yellow truck from the 60s! Besides this car isn’t that bad, I drove it to the farm once all the way from the city to help a farmer find-….” Phantom pause for a sec, realising what he was about to talk about the weirds mission he had ever done in his BEAST career. “Nap, nope…… never mind that its not important. All I’m say is that this is a good car for this mission to blend in.”

“Uh huh.” Said Ezekiel rising his eyebrow looking at Phantom who’s acting suspiciously.

“Relaxs it’s not that important, look all you need to know about that is that I was tasked to capture a supernatural rooster and it ended very weird.” Said Phantom trying to looked less suspicious by Shay and Ezekiel and shocked his head left and right to get rid of those images of that mission out of his head.

“Right, but next time we’re taking my car.” Sigh Ezekiel at Phantom weirdness and complaining about how bad this car there driving in. He then takes out his smoke pipe out, put a bit of corbito in it and puts it in his mouth, but doesn’t light it.

“Hmm… to bad we don’t have more information about what we’re dealing with, some are into dog fights and always looking for a dog that can dominate his competition. I guess each one of my skins will get used one way or another when we trail this dude, especially tonight.” Mutter Shay to herself, she seemed to be rambling about trying to gather her thoughts and ideas.

“Here, you can follow them on the ground…” Said Ezekiel taking out his pipe out of his mouth and exhale smoke onto his lap until it forms into a smoky hawk with glowing embers for eyes. “…. And this little guy will follow us in the air. Also if he see our target, he will follow the dealer and guides us to follow him.”

“Awesome! But I need to know now if either I’m going to prowling, being a pet or candidate for a dog fight.” Shay looked at the smoky hawk amazed for a few seconds before, looking between Phantom and Ezekiel, waiting for one of them to tell her an idea what she was going to shift into. “I maybe the inspector, but it time to see what you two can offer on the field.”

Shay was smirking at them and was so happy to help other agents out, helping them earn their ranks, just like her friend Chrysalis have done for her when she was in destress in her early days in BEAST.

“Thanks inspector, but I don’t think there will be any dog fight from where we’re going, from Phantom intel.” said Ezekiel patting his Smoky amber Hank and then looked at Phantom Curiously to know what he was going to be for the mission. “Phantom, what would you be doing for the mission?”

“Me? I be on the roofs of the building, looking down from above because most people don’t think to look up over their heads. As for your question, a street cat would be a good way to blend in.” Said Phantom Answering both Ezekiel and Shay questions.

“Alright, hopefully there’s not too large of a gap or a street to cross over”

“Very well, if you both excuse me.” Shay puts on the cat skin she had on her and shifted into one. “Can someone keep an eye on my bag? I don’t need it to be getting lost or stolen.” she winks starting to mewing, waiting for the car to stop and for a window or door to open, so she can jump out and get started prowling for their target.

“Sure thing, Arr….. here we are.” Said Phantom putting Shay bag on his lap, as he parked the car on the other side of the road where China town is. The place looks there already a big crowed going on into the places tonight, and lots of music and chattering of enjoyment coming from within.

“Thanks!” Said Shay Stretching out, purring as she was reacquainting herself with feline anatomy and body language, as Phantom parked the car. “Right, let’s see what we all find and find our dealer. Send a word if you find him or something goes wrong.”

Shay hopped to the back of the car, then onto Ezekiel lap and pawed at the door forgetting that she had no hands and that she was going to sound different then her human form slightly.

“Sorry, no thumbs. Could you open the door please?” said Shay purring at Ezekiel to open the door.

“Woo, woo slow down their mate.” Said Phantom putting the bag down next to his feet and then grab something from the side of the door we’re he put the files a small box out. He then opens the box to see a set of small ear headphones comms. “We can’t go out without a way to contact each other.” Grabs one and puts it in his ear, then grabs another one and hands the boxes to Ezekiel so he can put Shay one on her.

“Oh, yes an earpiece for a cat.” Shay chuckled, sitting there, and letting Phantom leans over the driver’s seats to hook her up with the headphone’s comms on her.

“Thanks.” Nodded Ezekiel grabbing the box, grab one of the ear headphones and placed it on his ear. “Alright let’s do this.”

“Wait a minute, can you guys here me?” Purred Shay as loud as she could be, to see if they can her any scattering on their communications drives.

“Yes, we can here you just fine thanks. Come on, let’s go” said Phantom as he and Ezekiel hearing both the Shay shouting and the terrible feedback sirens effect monitor and gets out of the car, pull his hood over his head.

Ezekiel rubbed the back of his left ear with the small headphone comms is and opens the car door to let his Hawk smoky familiar out to fly off into the air, as Shay took off Ezekiel lap out of the car and run to the nearest alley. Cause it the best places to end up looking for like an alley cat and best way to roam around detective. Ezekiel sorted out his collar of his coat out and lights his pipe before stepping out of the car and closed the door behind him. As Ezekiel began walking into the busy streets of Chinatown, Phantom locked the car behind him, puts Shay bag around his should and head to find a perfect place to claim up a building, to the roof tops with caution and stealth without anyone noticing him.

Chinatown was filled with Chinese culture. Hot foods being severed on the streets markets and restaurants, red paper lanterns hanging on trees and in front of buildings, fantastic entertainment shows going on in the middle of it like a group people dancing in a big puppet dragon costume, swinging swords, dancing traditions and other art traditions cultures. There was a cheerful and calming harmony of joy in the atmosphere around Chinatown markets at this time of night sky came in.

Fifteen minutes in the mission later, Ezekiel decided to buy some street food, since he had nothing to eat since the little of his steak sandwich when a raging homicidal ogre interrupting his lunch by trying to kill him. Phantom and Shay can hear him munching on it over the comms which sounds like he’s enjoying it for ten long minutes but doesn’t interrupt them with the mission. Shay stretches along fences, hopped between various heights and things to climb, or walk along, while mewing here and there. She mumbles into the comms from time to time when she plays it off as grooming herself. And as for Phantom, he was jumping from building to building and looked below at every angle trying to find their target before moving on the next.

“Anything yet guys!” Shay growled out loud through the comms after escaping some kid who grabbed her unexpectedly, hugging her very tightly around his arms and patting her very roughly. She got out of it without hurting the kid, by squeezing her way out of the kid arms, jump on top of a wall and dash away from the kid. “I don’t think I can stand being pick anymore by anyone around here!”

“Nothing yet, but I keep looking.” Said Phantom who just finish run up on the power lines and climb up over the edge of a building in front of him. “Ezekiel, found anything yet mate.”

“Nope still nothing” Ezekiel mumbling with a tone of food in his mouth after taking a big bite out of his food, while looking through the eyes of his familiar hawk flying for a few seconds to see if where this dude is.

“Bloody hell mate, finish swallowing your food before-”

“Wait!… I think I got something in an alleyway two blocks away on the next right.” Said Ezekiel a few second later, see a person that looks like the person on the photo that Phantom handed to him. After he send word about it to his team on the comms, runs at a deliberated paces as his familiar follow pursuit with him and finishing his food along the way as he heads to the alleyway that the person walked into.

“On it!” Shay wasn’t wasting any time as she hopped from ledge to ledge, dogging people and flowerpots near some of the restaurant windows.

“Copy that.” said Phantom on the comms, then parkouring his way over to Ezekiel coordinates and thinking that this was going to be easy. “This might be easier than I thought it would be. Maybe I can look around Chinatown and see if I can get something to eat and maybe something for the dogs to. Oh wait, hrrr…. Damn I must write a report about this when this is all over. Man, I can’t seem to get away from paperwork these days.”

“Waste of time, I must say.” Whipper the same mystery voices that came out when Phantom was in HQ offices.

“Wha?!…. whose there!”

Phantom panicky stops running quick getting in defensive precious and looked around seeing who was speaking to him. But there was no one around, just pigeons and a few alley cats growling quietly and waiting strike one of them. He takes a deep breath and walks up to the edge of the building to recover himself.

“Keep it together Phantom, it just your mind playing tricks with you again.” Said Phantom talking to himself to keep him calm and focuses into the mission. “Damn me, my insanity is really-…”

Phantom gets over it when he sees someone in the crowd wearing a dark grey hoodie and a small grey backpack that looks like the same one, he on the photo and going the completely different direction then where Ezekiel said he was going. He can’t tell if he wearing a masks from this angle, but if he didn’t follow him he may never find out.

“Hey guy, I see another person that looks like the person we’re looking for.” Said Phantom quickly telling this information on the comms and starts following him before he loses him in the crowed. “You two go ahead with the other guy, I got this one.”

“So, there’s two of them, lovely.” Said Ezekiel sarcastically. “Alright I go get mine and you get the other. My hawk will company you.”

“Copy that!”

The smoky Hawk peels off and made his course to Phantom following the other suspect from above and Ezekiel almost at the alley where the person he was chasing went.

“Ok just-…. Ouch!!!” She meowed loud as she gets stumbling over some rocks and fell like one, rolled over a bit. She gets back up unhurt, apart from the saw left back paw.

“Inspector are you ok?” said Ezekiel stops and turns around Shay after seeing Shay get tripped over.

“Yep, I fine thanks. Isn’t the first time getting tried over.” Chuckled Shay as she stands up off the ground.

“Maybe you should watch we’re you’re going, and you wouldn’t fall over so many.” Smirk Ezekiel, teasing her a bit.

“Oh, piss off.”

The two of them starting to have chuckled a bit and smiled for about a half a minute before getting back to the mission.

“Ok that enough, come on, we got a thug to catch hey.” Said Shay back in action. “Do you have me bag? I go shift into something bigger and fights better than a domestic cat.”

“Sorry, but you gave it to Phantom back in the car remember.” Said Ezekiel getting out his pipe in hand, ready for combat.

“Oh god dammit! Hrrr… well, I guess this will had to do.” She sighs, leaps up to Ezekiel and sits on his shoulder. “Go on let’s go!”

Ezekiel nodded and was a bit surprises to when Shay jumped onto his shoulder. Then continued running in the direction that the person that they we’re following but didn’t go far as they enter the alleyway half unclean from some of the trash lining around and the lights wasn’t affected at all and seeing the suspect in the middle of it. He was in a crouching position against the wall, like looking through something, but they can’t tell from where their standing.

“Is this guy our target?” Shay whippers into Ezekiel ear, in a ready position to pounces and tear him apart, if she had to.

“Not sure but stay on your guard in case he is” Whippers Ezekiel scratches Shay around the ear, then picks her up and cradle her around his arms as he walks towards the person slowly and carefully. “Listen, I going to try acting as someone who is addict to drugs. You be like a annoyed cat who just wanna go back to sleep.”

“Can do” said Shay with her cat smile, looking at Ezekiel above and feeling awe in his nice cradling arms.

Ezekiel Gait changes as does his demeanour and walking into a jittery like and his eyes shifting around, to look more of an addictive person. As looking at the person putting up arrogant look on her cat faces and meowing loudly as if she indicates to her lovely addict owner that there a shady person up ahead.

“Hey….. hey, you got something for me.” Said Ezekiel with his accent gone and there’s a shake to his voice, as he looks at the person and strokes the cat with a shaky hand.

“What the hell you want!” Said the person, turning his head around to faced whoever was behind him. The person turns out to be a homeless man, who was looking through the bins for food. “Is it against the law to search through bins! Scram!”

The old man histed at Ezekiel and then return to search through the bins. Ezekiel and Shay were both disappointed to see that it wasn’t the person they were looking for. Ezekiel straightens himself up out of his acting poses, toss the old geezer a hundred dollar note out from his pocket and walks out of the alleyway.

“God bless you!” shouted the old man to him and grabs the note and goes out to find a better place to buy food.

 “Well, it was worth a shot following him.” Said Shay, looking up at Ezekiel trying to make him feel better. “Besides, at least we helped someone today getting a nice meal and he even thanked you for it.”

“That might be true.” Said Ezekiel waking out of the alleyway. “But the dealer is still at large. Phantom, my lead was a bust, heading to your location now.”

Ezekiel trying contacting Phantom while carrying Shay in his arms, while walking through a massive crowed of people and stands. But something was wrong, Phantom wasn’t contacting back.

“Phantom do you copy, Phantom!…. Phantom!”

To be continued.

Thanks, you guys for reading. This world of is a story from animator creator Foxel and if you like to follow him, here a link to his YouTube channel Here: https://www.youtube.com/user/foxelanimated

And if you want to be part of this world of BEAST, you can join the discord server here, but please follow the rules before doing anything on there: Closed at the moment

And if you want to know more about it before joining, I have explain it on the first part of this story at the end: https://sirpatrickstorys.wordpress.com/2022/05/25/b-e-a-s-t-story-long-day-no-break-part-i/

B.E.A.S.T. Story: Long Day, No Break Part I

By Patrick Oliver

My name is Phantom, I am a Half Drow (Dark Eleve), but I look more like an normal Half-Eleve. I been working with BEAST since the day I got court. While I wouldn’t say getting almost blown up off tall stories build and landed in a sea drowning wasn’t my way of getting court, but here we are!

Phantom has red eyes with a birth mark around his left eye, Shoulder length size glee scruffy brown dark hair and a scar across his neck. Wearing long black pants, Black doc Martens, long sleeve black shirt over a dark grey light combat hooded vest (with throwing Knives in his holsters and a few boomerangs on his back) and wears a long black trench coat as a cape, now folded on his chair he on.

Today was just like any other day, me sitting in a chair in the break room, having my homemade Lemon that I made myself and seeing what was going on in the world. There was no one in the room at the time except for just me and it was peaceful as well. Today was bloody boring cause I had to do number of reports, which was three piled towers of paper and two thirds of it all was pointless stuff. I mean why would anyone want to hear a report about someone gave the Agents a Latte when they asked for a Cupertino! I mean they both the same thing, just the Cupertino has coco powered on top. So, I went to the coffee room to relax, drink my homemade lemon tea in my canteen in peace and thinking that nothing else would go wrong today! Until Ezekiel came bragging in through the doors and slammed them behind him.

Agent Ezekiel, A new Agent who join uses about seven or eight months and a good mate to. He joined B.E.A.S.T. because he wanted to get revenge on the necromancers who murder his brother and by joining us, he will get intel of where they are. He is a half Eleve who has Pale skinny skin with dark green eyes, ink black hair that can’t hide his pointed ears, and a small stubble. He wears a pair of black tint tea shade glasses on his atop nose, a tall black top hat, and dark clothes along with a long duster.

“Good day mate what’s wrong” said Phantom looking at Ezekiel the second he came in. Ezekiel turned around in shocked and breathing like a panting dog. His eyes were wide open that they almost look like they were coming out.

“Or,…og….” Panting Ezekiel, trying to spell out a word.

“What?”

“Ogr…or…ge….”

“Just come down, breath slowly and tell me what’s wrong?”

“Ogre!” Said Ezekiel bursting out his lungs to get that last word out.

Phantom thought he was still not making any scenes for a moment, until the room starts shaking and felt of a big mass stomping towards the Coffee-room. That was when Phantom realise, he was trying to say ogre. “Oh, of bloody course this was going to happens on my break” said Phantom quickly slammed his canteen down on the table, shoved his phone into his pocket and jumps on to the table. While pulling out his throwing knives out of his hosteler in both hands, ready to attack to whoever was coming in through those doors.

Ezekiel got out his smocking pipe out of his Jacket pocket, quickly puts some tobacco into the pipe, lightly it with a match, place the pipe into his mouth and breath the smoke into his lungs. When he breathed the smoke out, it filled up the whole room with smoke and stepped away from the door, then standing beside the table that Phantom was standing on.

Ezekiel uses Cinimancy magic, which is a type of smoke magic that he can manipulate and control smoke from his pipe and the right set of tobacco. He can turn his smoke into solid form of anything that he wants…. well mostly anyway from Weapons, Objects, Animals, anything.

“Look like it just us, taking down this Drongo mate” said Phantom noticing that no one has shown up to help to take down this thing, even after the increasing loud thundering grew bigger and bigger and the alarm was off the seconds that all this commotion happens.

“Ready?!” Said Ezekiel getting me to stay focus and repair for what is coming.

“Since forever” said Phantom it as the door smashed wide open and the big hulking figure lumbers towards us. It was and hideous monster with a misshapen face, a larger crooked nose, a fat pot belly, and it smell like a Swamp filled with dead fish.

“Bring it, Cunt” as Phantom started run into the smoke, throwing Knives at that thing, and moved quickly to avoid his poorly mad battle hammer (which is just a big rock tied up around the tip of the tree branch) and his fists. It was abit tough seeing in the smoke but had advantage for sneak attack and dodging the ogres thanks to Ezekiel smoke magic to blinding the ogre or whatever it was.

While Phantom was jumping around the place, Ezekiel used raised his hand in the air, twisting his fingers creating an ember in hand and smashed it to the ground creating a line of fire bellow heading straight at the ogre. But it moved away from the line fire at the lasted second and was screaming in rage as Phantom charge up to the ogre with both hand fills of glowing daggers, which he enchanted them myself when hold them and lang them into the belly of the Beast. Then I made a flip back from the ogre just at the lasted second before the knives blown up chunks of flesh off, causing him to rage a lot more in pain. The ogre rages towards Ezekiel, grabbing a random table and thrown it towards him, but likely he was able to side away from the table barely getting decapitated.

“Motherf###er!!!” Shouted Ezekiel getting pissed off at the ogre. “That was mahogany wood, do you know how expensive that is?!” He thrusts his hands forward as the smoke before him becomes a fan of flames. The ogre becomes wreathed in flames where its skin charred down and starts to almost melt off.

“Probably the same amount of property damage we had done to the place!” Said Phantom was flipping the ogre off and thrown one of my boomerangs at it.

“I think they’ll understand!” Shout Ezekiel, worried about his salary being about to drop and paying for all the property damages.

After Phantom throwing the boomerang and was about hides near the flames to get into a perfect position to attack. The boomerang spin through the air and striking the ogre through his skull between the eyes. His final words were ‘Huh,’ fell to his knees and fell backwards died, leave the overcooked smelly ogre.

“Why do you have a Boomerang” asked Ezekiel, looking at me and then breathes deeply sucking up all the smoke and embers, depriving the flames of oxygen and extinguishing the entire room. This man has some magic all right.

“Let’s say I have some experience with them from an old mate of my I once knew” as Phantom walked up towards Ezekiel and taking out his flask. “Thanks for having my back by the way”

“No worries” nodded Ezekiel was a bit whelmed. “Mostly people don’t know that smoke is just ashes and embers. Not too hard to heat them up and burn something.”

“I can see that” said Phantom Looking at him and tile his head to look at what remains of what is supposed to be an ogre, felt that something wasn’t right was going on here. “What do you think it wanted?”

“I don’t F###en know, there I was eating my lunch outside on a bench, smoking my pipe and having a delicious steak and cheese sandwich with the best chilli sauces. Then all the suddenly this bastard thing came out of nowhere, throws a lamppost at me and started charging at me.” Said Ezekiel walking up the ogre’s corpse. “Then I run for my life, leave my sandwich behind that Bustard.” As he Kicks the ogre’s corpse and spat at it.

“Umm- hey mate.” Phantom Looked back at Ezekiel a bit nervous. “What are the odds that this has something to do with the bar fight a few weeks ago.”

“Arrr…well… you did punch an half ogre in the face and then I smashed a bottle over the bastard’s head. So, that possibly” said Ezekiel looking a straight down at the ogre.

“Oh Hell”

As the blearily memorious of that night came back to Phantom, were him and Ezekiel were out one night at a bar having a few drinks…. scratch that we had many drinks that night. He can’t really remember what happen that night, but all Phantom could remember and what Ezekiel told him was even true. He punched a half Orc then got themselves into the biggest bar fight of their lives. What else happen that night and how they got out alive was still a complete mystery to us. Phantom shock his head, putting his worries aside, because it wasn’t getting any answer of why this thing attacked us in the first placed. Phantom had a terrible idea to find out and it wasn’t pleasing. He walked up to the ogre, shoulder up to the smell and was about to search the pockets (well what is left of it anyway) Chrysalis stormed into the room with a heavy assault rifle in hand and completely covered in combat armour.

“I heard the alarm, what’s going on up here!!!” Chrysalis said smashing her way in through what’s left of the door.

“Hey mate, just in time for the late party.” Said Phantom mocking her a bit “Everything seems to be alright now; the thing is died”

“Phantom! if you take that tone at me again, I am going to string you up as my new punching bag for an entire day.” Snapped Chrysalis looking at Phantom with a near mad death glare with every eye focused right onto me! “I been dealing with attempted breach of the lower level of sanctuary for weeks! I haven’t slept for 4 days. I am tried, hungry, burnt, and about two nanometres away from snapping. So don’t f###ing test me!!!”

“OK, OK I’m sorry” Phantom remain in silence and search through the dyed ogre smelly pockets, trying to not get to her bad side.

Chrysalis is a mutant large mutated humanoid spider. She is about 8 feet tall, weighs about 5500kgs and her size is the same has a school bus. Chrysalis bottom half of her body (around her waisted) is waist is replaced by an extremely enlarged spider body with 8 legs and the Abdomen behind them and the top half his mostly human. She has purple hair uniquely thick compared to normal human, 8 spider eyes, her upper body skin is light purple had Jaws have extended to a form of muzzle or beak. Her nose is flattened, almost non-existent and a special type of chitin formed in its place. On her lower jaw is split in two, which appears to allow a pair of enlarged fangs to extend out for use as a weapon and it infect with strong venom that could knock out Evel Knievel before he successful completed a stunt. Ok bad example, it will kill a person in seconds.

Ezekiel walks up to Chrysalis handing her his flask to try to come her down.

“Thanks, I going to drink a whole barrel when this day is all over.” Said Chrysalis Accepting his flask and taste it like it was nothing.”

“Sooooo, which one of us is going to tell the Director about this one” said Ezekiel scratching the back of his head, probably still worried about his insurances.

“You tell me, why is there a dead burned up ogre with a boomerang through his head!”

Ezekiel explained to her the whole story of how the ogre got here in the first, while Phantom struggling to stand up the smell of the burned-up ogre while searching what’s left of his pockets. He got even more Angier when they brought up Doctor Leon Dustcloak the Director Creator, which is Phantom personally like call him Doctor Death and one of his top ten dickhead lists.

“Will he be pissed” asked Ezekiel worried that were getting into trouble.

“He doesn’t come out that much and spend time in this room anyway, He mostly be in his lab doing kinds of experiments in there, I see no way you will get blamed at the two of you.” Said Chrysalis put the rifle on her shoulder. “But he will be shouting at the two of you when he talks to you two.”

“Let him be as much pissed off as he wants, at the end of the day he just the same old F###er to me” said Phantom more angrily was filling even more angry, until I felt a something in one of the ogre pockets and pull it out. It was just a folded piece of paper, but when I open it, it was a symbol of BEAST with the word kill beside it. “Well, that’s a bit alarming”

“Let me guess, is it a generic kill order.” Said Chrysalis walking up to me, along with Ezekiel.

“More or less” As he shown the note to them.

“Just oh so f###ing perfect! Was it either the Eleve or that Bloody Druid!”

“Hey, I’m half Eleve” Noted Ezekiel who was a little insulted. “Also, I don’t believe that I heard.”

Chrysalis explain to Ezekiel about the case troubles with the Rebel Eleves and the old Druid, while Phantom went up to the sink to wash his hands hoping it will clean that rotten cooked smile. After he washed his hands the two started talking about video games stuff as Ezekiel lift the fat beast in the air with his Cinimancy magic and started moving it to the Doc Death morgue. The three of them talked about work stuff and Chrysalis new Tec she is cooking up in here lab, until Phantom remember he left the boomerang in the ogre head. So, he jumped up to grab the handled of my boomerang while Ezekiel smoke magic was keeping this thing in the air and pulled it out of its head. But it was a big mistake because for Phantom crashed onto the floor after getting the boomerang out and a crack sound from somewhere on my rib bone in the process. Ezekiel and Chrysalis asked me if Phantom if he was ok. But told them that he was ok which he wasn’t, also Phantom was a terrible liar to.

“Oh, I just remember I left something in the decks, I see guys later” Said Phantom Before they get a chance to get their suspicion on top him and start limping his way to the office to get so bandages from his decks with his left hand on the rights side of my body. But by the time Phantom reach the entrants of the office room, he blacks out and fell to the ground.

#

All the sudden Phantom ended up in long hallway of some kind, but it looked abandon. The wooden floors were damage and mouldy, walls were starting to fall apart, on Phantoms left side the glass windows were cracked and room days on the other.

“Oh god, not this place again” said Phantom in shocked knowing where he is. “Why…. why did it have to be-

All the sudden a door next to him swing wide open and a cold breeze came flowing through Phantom and complete darkness on the other side.

“Why…. why did you hurt us” said a Thousand sinister voices at once beyond the dark void. “Why do you …….”

“What…. what did-…. show yourselves!!!” shouted Phantom who was getting cold from the increasing temperature of the blowing wind. He was struggling to move from the random increasing pressure push down from him and barley can breathe any air in his lungs.  All the sudden the hallway around him tearing itself apart, becoming a spinning tonnato around Phantom.

“Why!” said the voices “Cause your nothing but…. A MONSTER AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!

That voices were all out of sync one bunch of voices were laughing and the other Voices repeating Monster, contently getting louder and Sinister.

“No….no….NO!!!!” shouted Phantom wakes up coughing and breathing heavily to regain some air but to his lungs. He took some time for him to recover, then looks around his surroundings. Phantom was in the infirmary on one of the beds, shirt less and had a bandage wrapped around his chest. Looks like he wasn’t out for long cause the cloak hang on the wall was about 4 o’clock and it was still sunny outside shining through the glass windows above him, unless it was, he been here for days.

“Oh, bloody hell what a nightmare” said putting his hands on his face, feeling like he just died, went to hell, and come back to life. His head was killing him a bit, feelings sluggish with an empty stomach because he didn’t have much food today and was going to eat something before that ogre came crashing in. He looked around making sure there were if there was any doctors or nurses around. There was no one around so he got out of bed himself, puts his cloths and stuff back on him and left the room.

#

Phantom was walking to the coffee room to see if he can get a glass of water from the wreckage with a bad headache. The pain was like some a thousand needles poking his brain endlessly and he know just got out of the infirmary (with permission to leave) but have a lot of report work to be done. Since paperwork’s keep on getting bigger and bigger around here these days and for some reason few people have been showing up to work lately. It been quite at BEAST for like over a year now and don’t know why. Phantom been rarely seeing any agents or Inspector and hasn’t seen a single Hunter for months. He tries to talk to my boss Marcus, but he was busy taking care of busy the last time I check, and I try to talk to Dustcloak but he always locks up in his lab doing some weird stuff in there every time I stand go up to his lab. Phantom is started to think that something strangely wrong is going on here and he not liking it one bit.

“What’s been going on here lately? Why no one showing up lately?” Muttering Phantom to himself. “Hrrr…..ok, after I’m done get a drink of water, I going to have a word with the-”

“WHAT THE MEANING OF THIS!!!” said an arrogant voice coming down in the coffee room.

“Oh, what’s going on now?”

Phantom rushed up to the Coffee-room and the devil himself Dr Leon Dust Cloak in the room with Chrysalis, Ezekiel, Inspector Bonnie and Inspector Shay hiding in her hidey hole in the corner from doctor himself and by the looks of it there a small argument going on between Him and Chrysalis.

“……For my approval which I should by now have in my hand. I Considering the only file is one on the manticore research I am going to assume that you haven’t got that far yet” said Leon as he brow sarcastically at Chrysalis.

Doctor Leon Dustcloak, the Creator Director and a dick at one to. He is a type of necromancer who likes to experiment on the dead with a small Skelton army by his side to assist him at all times. To why Phantom hates him, that’s another story for another time. He talks like he has a bad temper all the time, which makes it hard to understand if he is or not. He has a thick noise, paled old skin, grey short, long hair and brown eyes. He wears round glasses, dark button up t-shirt, black long pants, a lab coat on top and a small skeleton object around his collar shirt.

“Dr. Leon I have been up for days dealing with random attackers back at Sanctuary.” Complained Chrysalis who looked very tired and looked like see was about to reach the end of her patience. “It taken most of my willpower to stay awake long enough to even have this pointless conversation and having something to eat before it returns to my personal room and passing out. I will give you the forms when am cognitive enough with a properly signed and formatted.”

While this hell is going down, Ezekiel was talking to Bonnie about the ogre attack and how it happens.

“So an ogre attacked BEAST?” Said Bonnie making herself coffee, using what’s not destroy in the room. While listening to Ezekiel story behind her.

Inspector Bonnie is a skin changer who can used any animal skins to become that pacific type of animal. She a nice person and a good fighter on the battlefield, Phantom know that because he fronts beside her during the time when a powerful druid attack BEAST HQ and the time, we helped protect a protester from two trained assassins who were going to kill him. Bonnie body is shapely athletic and is almost six ft tall. Her skin is warm brown colour with a snake tattoo wrapped around her bicep going all the way up to her collarbone. Her face is heart shaped, light blue eyes wider almond shaped and makes her look like she’s always annoyed and lips matte a darker colour, but it mostly black. With a but they are typically covered by her hair which is jet black and curly, though you can see her pointy ears poking through it.

“Yes, Inspector” said Ezekiel “Me and another agent helped take down the Beast so it wouldn’t hurt anyone else or destroy more of Headquarters.”

“You know I have a name you know right mate” smirk Phantom interrupting Ezekiel who was frustrated that he wasn’t getting any Recognition whatsoever for taking down the ogre and saving B.E.A.S.T.

“Huh” said Bonnie looks at Chrysalis and Doc Death argument and turns back to Ezekiel and Phantom who just walked in here with a sip of her fresh coffee she made. “You two surely did a-”

“You Know WHAT?!, That’s the last F###en STRAW” Shouted Chrysalis all the sudden, flipping Dustcloak off. “I been fighting nonstop to protect my home and the thousands of innocent people who just trying to make a decent life for themselves. I hadn’t had a decent meal or a good enough sleep-in days and just when I was finished defending my home, I must rush to BEAST to deal with this Burnt Ogre body and take it to the morgue. And when I thought I can take a nice nap I have to deal with one f###en Doctor in BEAST to lift a finger at me. I am going home, having a nice Meal, drinking ton s of whisky’s, having one long bath, and going to sleep for Days!!!

WHILE YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF DUSTCLOAK! Chrysalis Yelling sounded like a loud siren going off” AND BE SO KIND TO TAKE YOUR TWICE DAMN FORM AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR PLAGUE INFESTED ASS AND GO F### YOURSELF. GOOD DAY!!!

Chrysalis stormed out of the coffee room to the portal room not caring for who or what was in her way. Everyone in the room was silence for one long minute and most of us in the room were surprised of what Chrysalis just pulled off. Except for Bonnie who just smirk at Leon and started clapping loud and proud of the big fight that just went out.

“There is always one” said Leon who also wasn’t surprised and lets out a huff before turn to Phantom, Shay and Ezekiel with frustration. “What are you Gnats looking at!!!”

“What did I do?! You’re the one who pissed off the Spider Mom off!” Said Shay stood up on all four pawns since she was in wolf, while being blinded by her hood of her coat over her head.

Shay, real name Saisonshei and she also a skin changer and a inspector as well as Bonnie. Except she a teenage computer genius, she can use her computers fast and hack into any computer systems she wants. She has a mis of native Navajo skin tone, with Dark brown hair braided style about halfway down her body, blue eyes that can kind of fades into an ice blue colour, a thin scar across her left eye and eyelid and a few freckles on her faces. When she in human form she wears an oversized hoodie, graphic tee shirt underneath, adidas sweatpants, fuzzy graphic socks and sneakers. But since he in wolf form, she where a dog hoodie.

“Mate, no de-…… actually, forget that you need to stop this bulls### act right now!” Said Phantom straight at Leon died in the eye with his red eyes glow scarlet red, not think of who he is again.

Ezekiel helped pulled down Shay hood back while she was having trouble getting it off and looks at Leon. Then Ezekiel got a pipe and a match out, the light his pipe. He then breath in the smoke and push it out. “We do our duty Director Creator, we fight the Beast to keep everyone safe, It is our job, that’s way I join.”

“I think you all are forgetting something very important here.” Said Leon in an angry mood. He raises his gloved hand and points it towards everyone excepted Bonnie, as he does so the glove blackens and decays into a black ooze, reviling the white skeletal hand below. “WHICH IS THAT YOU ALL ARE NOT IN A POSITION TO TALK BACK TO ME!! Now get back to work your useless bunch of corpses, I just had enough of you all.”

Shay Fur begin to bristle up around the nape of her neck and her teeth were bared, started to growl at Leon and tries not to hard not to get the urge for an attack.

“Fine do whatever you want. Go back to your dead corpse friends. At least they be more of a friend to you then anyone who ever lived” said Phantom not afraid of what him what’s so ever.

“Leave him alone, guys” Bonnie interrupted with her eyes widen with excitement and her pupils’ feline slits. “We all know this song and dance. Dusty emerges from this tomb to only make a fuss and it what he’s good at. You two boys did a phenomenal job, but if you’re looking for a thank you from him. It not gonna happen, because his head is way far up his ass to see beyond his own trivial complaints.”

Shay was growling and grumbling at Leon Dustcoat and heads back to her hovel that was her corner full of tech. Ezekiel lets out a small cloud of smoke that hangs in the air before walking away from Dustcloat ignoring him completely and making his way to a bench, making himself a coffee.

“Whatever” said Phantom as he turns his back away from the doctor and finds himself a seat that wasn’t destroyed to sit down.

“I’m serious though.” Said Bonnie taking another sip of her coffee. “You guys did a good job. With all we do here, it’s the things sometimes the common stuff that gets past our defences you know. If you two didn’t show up today, the entire build would have been destroyed.”

“Thanks, but it didn’t even ask why it attacked.” Said Ezekiel getting to the point of the matter and feeling unsure about this. The bloody ogre was carrying a kill order on all members. I wonder how many of our agents were killed before we took it down”

Leon drops his folders and looks up at the ceiling, stand there for quite some time while everyone else was annoying him doing their own business, until he begins to start laughing. Everyone looks at Leon very concerned, when he started laughing off, quite at first then slowly getting louder and louder, until he reaches his crescendo. “You know, I knew I would hate this, from the day I first join here I just knew” said Leon with a slight chuckle, he reached for his glasses, folds them and puts it away he his pocket, begin to sigh. “Well at least I tried this time to be better, none of it helps anyway.”

Leon then turns around, slowly walking out of the room, back to his lab. Phantom looked behind him watching the doctor until he left the room, felt a tiny bit of grief about what he said, and everyone minded back to their own business again.

“Thanks mate” said Phantom talking to Bonnie, thank her for what she said earlier and wanting to forget about the doctor for a bit. “At least you’re having a good day.”

“Oh, I’m always having a good day” smirked Bonnie and taking another sip from her mug. “Ya’ll cools down, I be right back.”

“I’m cool at the moment thanks” said Ezekiel, letting out another puff of smoke and smiles, while Bonnie leaves the coffee room to go after Leon. “Alright then, see Ya.”

“I need some time to be alone” said Phantom unsure about himself as he leaves the coffee room and makes his way to the upstairs to a place where he not being disturbed.

Phantom spend a long time in his own private spaces, thinking about how much of an idiot he was talking to a bloody higher ranking Beast director like that and thinking about how it could of gone worst. He tried to cool down about it and tried to forget about it, but after a few hours it was still bugging him so he thought he should just head home. He left the space and make his way downstairs heading straight to his desks in the general offices. Once he got there, there was another piled of paperwork lying on his desk, which wasn’t earlier this morning.

“Oh, for Christ sack!” muttered Phantom frustrated about his with his eyes glowing red, about the more paperwork that he must I do. “I been doing all his homework for a bloody year now!!! When am I going to something go out on a real assignment!”

“Soon little boy.” said a random shady voices.

“Who said that…. whose there?” Phantom quickly looked around him in shock trying to figure out who said that voices. But there was no one in the room, not even a living soul at all. Then Phantom facepalmed with his left hand. “Bloody hell, now I starting to lose it. Ok that’s it.”

Phantom clapped his hands, went to his computer, and searched any cases that are easy and simple to do. Before all this paperwork stuff really, he loses his damn mind.

“…..there are beings of thieves going around New York stealing pets…. pass……. A man-wolf going around towns in Canada killing people…… BEAST Hunter operators only……. Farmer Everett wants help getting his Cockatri-…… Oh hell no! not doing that again….” Phantom keeps on going down the list of case which were getting stupider and weirder the feather he gets. Until “…. a goblin broken into my house and stole my left pink shoes…. seriously mates, why cannot you buy a new pair or get better security! ….. hmmm what’s this one.”

Phantom stop at a Case article, which wasn’t that much to go on. It said here that someone in a Dark grey hoodie wearing a grey bag and a black fabric mask covering his mouth somewhere in Chinatown just about a few blocks away from here, is selling a different and mystical drug that can make a person lose their mind over or end up dead. The rest of the case report was blacked out and missing for some reason, but he could make out were a large list number of incidents of people suffering from the drugs and 10% of them died from it. Also said that the men has no magic ability, but a good runner was still at Chinatown selling this stuff.

“Hmmm…. Alright, stakeout it is” said Phantom as he started printing the picture of the hooded marks person and the information of then case, quick send an email to the chief director of BEAST that he on the cases. “Right, now I just need to find someone to watch my back and we can get to started”

Phantom quickly got his coat on, puts a few more extra knives in his holster from his decks just in case and made his way to out of the room. But as he got to the hallway, he looked back thinking about that voice he heard from early and looking around again just to make sure that no one messing with him.

“Nah… it probably just my mind playing tricks on me.” Said Phantom, making his way to the coffee room to start searching for some knows or trust.

To be continued …..

Hey mates, I hope you guys like that part one of my stories and reading it. So, I have a few things I want to talk to you about this story and about my blog.

First thing first, this is a fan fiction from an Animation/Youtuber name Foxel about the BEAST universe he created. It’s about a secret organization investigating into the paranormal and fighting Supernatural threats and the unknown, In the modern world where fantasy Races, Creatures and Magic would be like. So, shout out to him and you guys can follow him on YouTube here: https://www.youtube.com/c/FoxelAnimations

Second off, I wrote this story from BEAST RPing discord severer, where you can be part of the side story being able to interact with other online fans characters that they made themselves. If anyone wants to join and be a part of the BEAST secret organisation and be a part of the community. The link is right here (please read the rules in the Server): Closed at the moment.


Finally, some of the stuff that I wrote here was helped and the all the characters (apart from Phantom, I made him myself) are made by some of fans on the discord server from RPing. So, for those who don’t know what RPing is, it is a text base Roleplay MMO were you may believe of a character that you made in the RPing world that is set by the creator of the server. Then they writing or typing what your character wants to do to do with anything in the world either interacting with other Player or Non-Player characters, doing missions or quests, being the hero or the Villain, etc. It’s basically like Dungeon and Dragon, except there’s no dices involved just you’re, the creators, and the community imagination working together to crate and build a story of that world. For more information and want to try out yourself theirs a video here I find online about it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABfiFKkCXp0

Also big thanks to some of the people on the server for helping, making part one possible, can’t wait for number two.

Now my blog, the blog it still trying to make it easier to used and if you guys have any suggestion on how to make the server. Let me know and I see what I can do.

Ok that everything I wanted to say and sorry for the long wait to finally realise this. See you all in the next story.