Shadow Voices

Halliwell Manor- Basement

JP with mdman, Lorem and Cindy

Yeong’s head popped out of a tub. A pair of the aforementioned lingerie was tangled about his head. “I’m okay!” he said, lifting a finger in the air.

He heard a whisper in his ear. “You failed. You are a failure.” It was faint, but he could hear it. He understood. It was trying to pull his fear of failure working without Master Park for the first time. He wanted to prove his worthiness for being granted this mission.

Stupid! he thought. How do you take out something not physical with nunchucks?

He stood up, swiping the lingerie from his face. He wasn’t certain where the shadow was at the moment.

“Alyssa,” he sternly said, “you have everyone’s information. I’m sure you can let the others know we need assistance.”

He wondered what Powers could contribute. “Powers? If you’re a bee, what ability can you do? Perhaps you can help that way.”

Choi began to center himself. Closing his eyes, he began the dahnmudo. Reaching out, Cho tried to determine the other presence.

Finding it, Choi paused. He didn’t wish to alarm her, but he had to warn Alyssa. The dark force was wrapped about her feet.

“Alyssa!” he authoritatively spoke. “When I say, jump to one side!” The motions of dahnmudo continued, building up the strength within him.

Alyssa's head began to fill with ambient noise at first, quickly becoming clearer. "It's your fault. Your fault. He's missing because of you. Your fault." It repeated over and over filling her mind with the words. Making it hard to feel or hear anything or anyone else. A tear fell gently down her face, she hated showing that side. "You are such a disappointment." However, the shadow or her mind changed to her mother's voice with that last statement. That sudden changed shifted something and she heard Yeong telling her to jump to one side when said to. Her mind was still echoing it was her fault but she managed to utter a hoarse, barely able to get out the words, "Got it.”

The dark shadow around her lower legs maintained their more incorporeal appearance; however, behind her, out of the floor started to emerge a silhouetted shape. Her anguish was feeding it, making it stronger.

Like an alligator head surfacing from the waters of darkness, something that resembled a human face began to appear. It was void of all facial features, a blank canvas of pale sickly skin pulled too taunt over what lay beneath.

Yet that wasn’t the most horrifying sight. Worse still was its slowly opening mouth. It was like a giant lamprey maw, circular and filled with rows of razor sharp jagged teeth. It could be deduced that if it latched onto Alyssa, then it would either suck her innards out or take her entire petite form into itself like a wood chipper.