Post by Jackyl on Feb 21, 2007 19:02:28 GMT -5
Darrisu grew tired of Bayville all of the pricks, and humans. So he got on a bus and left for Canada Toronto, Canada. He sat on the bus for what seemed like days, as the bus was crowded with chattering old woman, tourist, and worst of all, children. Darrius was not a calm creature nor was he a patient one. For the most part of the trip he sat staring out the window, ignoring the crowd, But as he sat with his hood of his black cloak, pulled up over his head, the seat beside remained awkwardly vacant, until a small little boy, ran up the isle way playing tag with a fellow boy about his age and dove into the empty seat beside Darrius, the boy sat huddled down until he looked up to the cloaked figure sitting in the seat beside him. The boys sat in awe looking at the strange cloaked figure, and whispered, "Hey Mr."
Darrius blinked out the window as the boys voice reached him, he slowly turned his head and looked down at the small boy. The boy looked up at the face hidden in the shadow of the hood, until in the darkness two eyes began to glow orange and radiate. The boys eyes grew large as he grew silent and looked upon the glowing orbs, glaring back at him. The child began to quiver in his seat as Darrius gave a silent maniacal grin as he softly said "Boo". The boy jumped at the sudden sound of the voice and darted off his seat, running back to the safety of his mother lap at sat in some what fear. Darrius then turned his head back to the window and enjoyed the quite serenity of the remaining of the trip.
Hours later as the bus's breaks, hissed to a halt, they had reached Toronto. As the passengers began to file out Darrius sat in his seat waiting for the others to vacate first he hated crowds. However as the cloaked figure began to step off the bus, he glanced to the side and caught glimpse of the little boy, who was playing with his new friend. As he was stepping off the bus a native greeter was standing in traditional Canadian clothing, and a wide smile on his face, "Welcome to Canada, Eh." he said cheerfully. Darrius ignored him, and as soon as his foot connected to the ground the little boy froze, in an instant and stood staring at Darrius, frozen in fear. His mother who walked over to her son, looked up to see Darrius glaring in there direction. A bus then passed by between Darrius and the two staring at him, when the bus had passed, and gone, Darrius was gone. The little boy's mother knelled down to her son, "Who was that man?" she softly asked her child. "The Boogie man" the boy answered softly and in a monotone voice.
Darrius blinked out the window as the boys voice reached him, he slowly turned his head and looked down at the small boy. The boy looked up at the face hidden in the shadow of the hood, until in the darkness two eyes began to glow orange and radiate. The boys eyes grew large as he grew silent and looked upon the glowing orbs, glaring back at him. The child began to quiver in his seat as Darrius gave a silent maniacal grin as he softly said "Boo". The boy jumped at the sudden sound of the voice and darted off his seat, running back to the safety of his mother lap at sat in some what fear. Darrius then turned his head back to the window and enjoyed the quite serenity of the remaining of the trip.
Hours later as the bus's breaks, hissed to a halt, they had reached Toronto. As the passengers began to file out Darrius sat in his seat waiting for the others to vacate first he hated crowds. However as the cloaked figure began to step off the bus, he glanced to the side and caught glimpse of the little boy, who was playing with his new friend. As he was stepping off the bus a native greeter was standing in traditional Canadian clothing, and a wide smile on his face, "Welcome to Canada, Eh." he said cheerfully. Darrius ignored him, and as soon as his foot connected to the ground the little boy froze, in an instant and stood staring at Darrius, frozen in fear. His mother who walked over to her son, looked up to see Darrius glaring in there direction. A bus then passed by between Darrius and the two staring at him, when the bus had passed, and gone, Darrius was gone. The little boy's mother knelled down to her son, "Who was that man?" she softly asked her child. "The Boogie man" the boy answered softly and in a monotone voice.