Eyes of my Enemies

Book 1, Episode 1: Crimson Waters

You know that feeling when you know that you’ve been doing the same thing, completely stuck in a routine but you just don’t care. You have a few very close friends, and it really doesn’t matter what you guys are doing. You know that every day you’ll round up everyone, probably smoke some blunts after work and then just chill in the car talking and laughing. It’s a good life, but all good things peak, and everyone understands that life is not simple. I never thought life as being a difficult task; it was so easy to be care free, even in college. But these extraordinary unpredictable things happen. You’ll end up making tough decisions because if life is easy as a straightaway, without a single turn down your path; then you’re doing something wrong. Challenges will always have a way of popping up when you least expect it, so you can try to live without a care in the world; just be ready to have your world flipped over when your time comes.

You can hear footsteps coming from below as I enter the living room from my basement room downstairs.

I walked out of the basement freshly dressed and look over to my dad completely occupied with his iPad. We have a nice house, a spread out living room, and large glass windows beside a glass door that align along one side of the room. I made my way to the door before turning around barely glancing back to my dad.

Me: Hey Dad, I’m going out now.

He continued to intensely scroll through pages on his tablet. I was now fully facing him, staring in his direction, but I quickly grew tired of waiting and walked out of the door. His head pops up after hearing the door open and he yells out to me over the sound of the door slamming behind me.

Dad: Huh, yeah ok, BE SAFE.

I chuckled after hearing him yell out at me as I hopped in my car, playing some music as I pulled out of the driveway.

My old Volvo pulls up to a house surrounded by woods. There are already several cars piled up in the driveway, but I manage to squeeze through and park my car in the center of the driveway. I pull out my phone to type a message but before I have the chance the door opens and a girl my age appears in the opening. A grin appears on my face as she throws up a peace sign sliding herself into the passenger seat of my car. Her name is Nikki, short as can be and an attractive face to match her small body. While her looks align with her body, her personality could surprise you. She was daring, blunt, serious one moment and goofy, awkward mess the next. Do something she doesn’t like and you’ll be sure to get an earful about it, but at the end of the day, she’s my oldest friend and a part of our ring of friends.

Me: What’s up?

Nikki: My sisters are fighting, Dad’s MIA, and my fucking dog won’t stop barking.

Me: Which one?

Nikki: Vinny, who else?

Me: That bastard. (I begin to back out of her driveway switching my attention from her to the road, to my phone.) Well, I can’t solve family dilemmas, but I can extend Jeff’s invitation to you.

Nikki: He’s got the house to himself, it’s not even the weekend.

Me: I don’t know how, but he’s got it.

Nikki: Fine, but we need drinks.

Me: Lots of drinks.

Nikki: To the liquor store!

My car rocks down her bumpy road as I speed down it taking a fast sharp turn onto the main road where we peel away.

Nikki, Jeff and I are outside Jeff’s little cabin where you can see the ocean cove in the background. Jeff stays with his mom, but she leaves on the weekends, so we use the empty home to our advantage. I walked out of his house with an empty thirty rack with cans rattling around inside. I headed back to my car with Nikki following behind me.

Jeff: No, but I’ll definitely check that shit out man, but ah yeah, I’ll catch you around brotha.

Me: Yeah, no doubt man, and no worries, I’ll take care of these for ya. (I said shaking the empty box up in the air.) Can’t have you getting kicked out your house already.

Jeff: (Laughs.) Alright, looks good man.

Nikki: Later Jeff.

They do their ridiculous handshake, I laugh at them as I swing around to the back of my car to toss the thirty rack in the trunk so I can dispose of the evidence of our underage drinking elsewhere. Nikki and I get in my car so I can drop her off back at the other side of town. Before I sit in the car, I slide out a black CD case I have wedged in-between the center console and my seat. I flip through several pages until I find what I’m looking for and toss another one of my CD’s into the slot of my radio. You could see the colorful designs on the CD surrounding its title written in graffiti lettering spelling out “J Cole.”

I pulled out of his driveway bumping my head to the beat of the song as my car also seems to be shaking to the beat as we trek down Jeff’s dirt road. We talked about all the random weird shit we did at Jeff’s, time fly’s while cruising through the long windy path to her house. She basically lives in the center of a forest, the road cut through woods full of tall trees where branches drape eerily over the road. It’s the type of road you’d want to use high beams to maneuver down its curvy streets, but as we drew closer to her neighborhood, we passed by more and more cranberry bogs creating a misty fog that lingered on the roads at night. We had stopped talking for a while as Nikki looked much more tired than from when we had first entered the car. I finally took the turn into her street, leading us down to yet another dark and bumpy dirt road. She picks up her head and begins to rummage through an over-sized purse to search for her keys looking more frantically for them as time goes by and she still hasn’t found them.

Nikki: Shit, I left my keys in my house again. (She said as I pulled up to the side of her house and killed the lights.)

Me: So, just sneak in again like you always do.

Nikki: Yeah, they caught on to that. The one window I can actually reach is always locked now. My parents are such dicks. It’s like they’re just messing with me knowing there’s no way my short ass can get through any other window.

Me: (Laughing.) Yeah true, but it’s all good. Being the nice black man I am; I’ll happily break into your home for you.

She cracks a smile and laughs that way when you want to be nice, but she’s so tired I could tell it’s purely out of pity. Either way, I approached the window that was pretty high up, but it should be possible to reach it if I used the deck that ended just three feet shy of the window. I leaned out as far as I could while standing on the railing of her deck, supporting myself by gripping onto a metal pole that sticks out of the house to hold an outdoor light. I swung myself forward, extending one arm out to press my palm against the window and struggled to slide it open. I had one hand gripping the top window frame while the other was still holding onto this outdoor light on the side of the house. Now was the hard part where I needed to swing one of my leg into the house, then try to poke my head through. As I’m hunched over halfway inside their home with one foot on the window sill and the other was sliding off the side of the house, I tried to thrust myself in, but as I do this a blood curdling scream echoes from the floor below me. Startled, I flop into their home falling onto the tiled floors of their kitchen face first, but my determination had me springing back up to my feet. I spun around to stick my head back out the window.

Me: Just stay here and stay quiet. I’ll be back in ten, if I’m not then try to break in or get help.

I quickly explained to Nikki whose face went from tired to something of pure terror. I didn’t give her any time to respond as I immediately whipped around trying to move through the nearly pitch-black kitchen. Luckily, I knew this house well enough that I could still get around with only bashing my toe off the table once. I wasn’t that surprised that nobody woke up from me busting my way into their house especially after nobody had done a thing after the initial screaming I heard. This house can get pretty loud with three older daughters, you need to be a heavy sleeper if you want a good night’s sleep. I knew exactly where that scream had to have come from. If it came from below, the only option was Sammie’s basement room. I rushed down the steps, but slowed down for the last few, as I cautiously reached out to open her door. There in the center of the room, I saw Sammie sitting at the end of her bed with her head down all alone in her room with just her desk light on. She was a beautiful girl with a pure porcelain face which somewhat resembled Nikki’s. It was easy to tell they were sisters, even with different skin tones and hair colors. Sammie was also taller than Nikki, which is unusual for a younger sister, but then again, most people are taller than Nikki. I was slow when approaching Sammie, I carefully avoided stepping on any of her things messily scattered across the floor as I lightly placed my foot down with each step. Closer now, I could hear her softly weeping quietly onto her lap. She started to pick her head up, it was hard to recognize her through all the dyed blonde hair covered her face. I calmly said her name taking another step closer. Her eyes darted in my direction and instantly widened filling up with fear. She began to wail at the sight of me with uncontrollable tears sliding down her cheeks.

Me: Sammie, Sammie, it’s me. What’s wrong?

I said softly sitting down next to her trying to look her in the eyes, but she turned her head away back to the floor. She sniffled and quickly wiped her nose clean.

Sammie: You… you can’t be here, you’re dead, I saw it. I saw you die.

I slid back a little completely shocked, eyebrows raised and everything. She gained the courage to look at me again, but you could see the tears in her eyes that she viciously tried to hold back.

Sammie: I… I don’t know what’s happening, it had to be a dream, but, it wasn’t. It wasn’t anything like a dream. Like I’ve had vivid dreams even lucid ones before, but this was nothing like that. It had feeling, there was so much I saw, and everything was… I don’t know, just everything was so sudden, and it felt just, real. I can remember every detail. (She spoke quickly and in a panic.)

Me: And you saw me, saw me die.

Sammie: You didn’t just die, you were murdered.

Sammie: It’s weird, like everything was so clear, but it’s still hard to say what actually happened. You were there, it was dark out, but I could tell you looked confused. I saw you wandering off then out of nowhere there was a blur (Flashing images of something sprinting past me as I stand alone in a shadowy area. What you see isn’t meant to be clear, I’m the only thing that you can see clearly while everything else is shrouded.) or maybe something was moving very fast, all I know, is you were knocked off your feet and then there was a pool of blood all around you… (Fast images showing me falling into the crimson waters of a literal pool of blood that flows all around me and through a major wound in the center of my chest.)

She choked up a little bit trying to mutter out one more sentence. I grabbed her hands, they were cold yet extremely soft and started to warm up as I lightly squeezed them, doing whatever I could to calm her down.

Me: Hey, hey, Sammie, it’s alright. What you saw, didn’t happen. Like, just look at me, I’m fine… and maybe, if you are right. If it’s not a dream and some kind of- like a vision maybe. Well, at least I know to look out now, be a bit more cautious, I guess. (I said with a grin on my face. I let go of her hands, she pulled them up to her head so she could run her fingers through her hair fixing the mess it had become.)

Sammie: I must sound so crazy, but there is one more thing I saw. (I looked at her curiously.) The only thing I really saw on it, whatever did this to you, was the big, red, glowing eyes and how they looked towards me as if it knew I could see him. And they just got bigger and bigger… (She groans.)

She sounded much clearer and a bit more relaxed, but still, it’s a lot to say especially right after the fact. So I could understand why she had to let out a long sigh of defeat, unable to wrap her mind around what just happened to her. I brushed some of the tears and strands of hair out from her face. She smiled, but politely slide back a little. I tried not to remember that she had a boyfriend or that she was my best friend’s sister. Either way, it felt like the right thing to do.

Sammie: Thanks for listening, St. J. I’m sorry I got you wrapped into all this, and if I freaked you out with my craziness, sorry. That being said, I think I’ll be alright now.

Me: Freaked me out a little bit there, but it’s no problem. Let’s just tell everyone you had a bad dream. We’ll need time to figure out if this was anything more than that, but really, please try not to worry too much I’m sure I’ll be…

I spoke with a smile that brushed away from my face once I heard a door shut from upstairs. A creaking sound from the old wooden floors in the living room grew louder as something drew closer from above. I silently motioned my head towards the stairs signaling for Sammie to follow me as I exited her room trying not to make a sound while going up her steps. While creeping up the stairs, we hear the creaking floor boards now deadly close as a shadow forms underneath the doorway. I hold my breath as the doorknob spins. There’s a slight pause but the building suspense made it feel like an hour all leading up to the point when the door was quickly swung open and everyone screamed. My hands drop away from my face to find Nikki and her older sister Becky on top of the steps. They were both wielded unnecessarily long cooking knives pointed at us until they realized who we were, sighed, and then lowered their weapons.

Me: What the fuck are you doing? (I loudly whispered.)

Nikki: What do you mean, what are you doing? You were supposed to let me in.

Me: Yeah, that was before the supersonic screaming, that I said I was going to check out. (I turn to face Becky) By the way, how didn’t you hear that?

Becky: I don’t know, I was sleeping. Not out drinking or whatever any of you do with your free time. So, why are you two scaring the shit out of us down there? (She said waving her knife at Sammie and me.)

Sammie: Well, I was the one who screamed. Nothing happened, I just had a bad dream, but at least St. J thought to check to see if I was alive still. I don’t even know how we managed to scare you, or what you’d think you’d find in my room; at least you two look prepared for anything.

Me: Yeah, exactly what were you planning to do with those anyways? (I said pointing my finger to the tip of Becky’s knife.)

Becky: You don’t want to know. (She said grabbing the collar of my shirt.) Now come on blacky, it sounds like nothing; so just let us sleep.

Becky said yanking me up the stairs. I stumbled back into the kitchen.

Me: Alright later guys, it was a nice meet up. (I said starting to walk towards the door but turned around to look back at everyone.) And Sammie, really, try to get some sleep.

Sammie sighed with a smile knowing that’s probably not going to happen, then turned around and trooped back into her basement. Becky was already half way into bed by now, so I began to leave, but found Nikki standing in the kitchen blocking my way from the exit. She gave me a weird look that said, “you know you fucked up.”

Me: What?

I asked shrugging my shoulders. She kept that look on her face as she strutted off to her room still looking pissed. I rolled my eyes and headed out to my car.

Me: Later.

My little red car drifted off to a clearing on the side of the road not too far away from their house. From inside my car, you could see the clock reading 2:14 as I step out. It was very dark out on this foggy night; the only light in the area was my headlights shining behind me as I walk to the back of my car. There was a weak light coming from my phone that shined down on the thirty rack with a few cans that had freed themselves from the rest outside of the box. After some clangs and crushing noise, you could see me starting to walk into the woods with the box rattling in my hands. Getting about four steps deep into the woods, I heard a howl in the distance that really spooked me out making me drop the whole thirty rack spilling empty cans onto the ground. I slowly backed away to the car but kept my eyes locked on to the shadow filled forest before me. I was speeding home now looking out to the road blankly. My buzz was mostly gone, but the late-night fatigue was affecting my driving. I’ve driven this route enough times it feels like I’m on autopilot while speeding down these winding roads. This gave me some much needed time to think, but the only thing entering my mind was every strange detail that came out of Sammie’s mouth. I could hear her voice repeating in my head “you can’t be here, you’re dead, I saw it. I saw you die.” You could see how nervous I had made myself just from the amount of black specks of fabric that I flaked off while tightly gripping the steering wheel. As I stared far down the road continuing to think, I swear I saw this red glow in the woods that shined just in the corner of my eye. I panicked nearly swerving off the road, but I was able to quickly jerk the wheel swerving again back into my lane. After collecting myself, I took in a deep breath and got the hell out of there speeding off into the night.

(((Music Montage.))) My head falls down sinking into my pillow as I let out a groan.  You can see light from the window rapidly moving closer to my face and into my eyes when suddenly they snap open to the sound of an alarm in the morning. My fist pounds on the alarm clock shutting it off. Feet patter up wooden steps. I pour some cereal into a bowl while wearing a lifeguard uniform then spin around to the counter behind me to grab a spoon. While driving to work, I bob my head to the beat of the song as I pull into a parking lot. I swing onto a guard stand overlooking a small outdoor public pool with the regular type of people you would find at a public pool. There are kids running around their parents, too busy talking on their phones to settle them down. I just sit in my guard chair observing it all as I clutch onto my stomach with a groggy face from dealing with this severe hangover. Before looking up at the sun, I slide on a pair of aviator sunglasses to shield my eyes from the sun as it sits low in the sky.

From that same angle, it shows the sun again, still low but is now on the other side of the sky showing a full days’ worth of time had passed. One of my work friends Tim comes up to me from the other side of the outdoor pool.

Tim: Hey do you think I could leave early. I know you hate closing alone, but I need to get home early to meet up with some people later.

I look out to the four people in the pool. Three little brothers whipping balls at each other and one other old guy is swimming what feels like his hundredth lap.

Me: Yeah, I think I’ll be able to manage without ya, it’s all good.

Tim: Alright, thanks. I’ll see you around.

As Tim walks off [time begins to speed up.] You can see the kid’s ball war in super speed before the family starts to leave the pool. Once everyone is out, I lock the gates and start cleaning up the place. You see me shoot a few of the balls in a bin from a little ways away. I take down umbrellas and organize a few chairs. [Time returns to normal speed] A heavy locker room door, which takes some effort to move, is slammed shut in front of me as I lock it up. I turn to see a car pull up and park next to mine. Nikki is in the front seat waiting for me tapping on her steering wheel while listening to whatever came up on the radio. Wanting to get out as soon as possible, I hustled to the far corner of the pool zone to pick up the last ball but stopped in my tracks at the sound of something rustling in the woods outside the fenced in pool area. That’s when I saw the red eyes again. I could see them clearly this time through the moving shadows the trees cast as a breeze that swept through my work place. I couldn’t make out the actual figure, but still, we were able to stare at each other for a second or two before it dashed away. My heart raced, I took quick gasps for air as I stepped back almost falling into the water but was able to catch myself grabbing onto the armrest connected to the guard stand. I got back onto my feet and start looking around to see where the creature could have gone, but everything was a blur like my head was spinning out of control. Nikki is still waiting in her old grey car. You can see the phone in her hand as she closes a Facebook app going to a message typing in “hurrrry up.” She looks away from her phone and glances into her mirrors to see they’re glowing red from the massive eyes of a large, black, furry head. You can hear the creature’s deep menacing growl as it takes a step closer completely filling up her mirror with the red glow. My hand gripped my head trying to gain control of myself when I heard Nikki’s screams muffled out by a roar so loud there wasn’t a creature on Earth that could produce it. The noise was enough to snap me out of my daze. I ran up to the fence pressing against it trying to get a better look at the black shadow standing in-between our two cars, but it was still hard to see with my vision just now clearing up. I ran over to the gate frantically attempting to unlock it and get out to the parking lot when the dark shadow of this giant wolf glides over my head. You could hear a loud splash in the water as small waves from the pool pushed water all the way out to my bare feet. I dropped my keys into the puddles of water letting them drift away with the retracting water as I slowly turned around and walked up to the edge of the pool. It was dark towards the bottom of the deep end, I could have just let it go and ran over to aid Nikki, but my killer curiosity had me peering over the edge. As I looked down, the water was illuminated with red bubbles that streamed up. There was something down there, but it was too hard to see. Before I knew it, the was wolf pouncing up out of the water and broke through the locker room door. This door was thick and was only meant to be slid open, but now one half of it was lost inside the dark locker room while the rest of the door hanged from above. I stood at the dark opening of the locker rooms with tight fists.

Me: NO, I’M DONE! YOU COME OUT, NOW! I’m sick of whatever game you’re playing. You’ve been haunting me and my friends for days, so just do whatever the hell you came here to do. (I screamed out so afraid that I’m nearly in tears.)

Footsteps could be heard from inside the locker room as the glow of the monster’s eyes light up the eerie locker room from inside. From that light, I could see a man in front of the beast. He’s a skinny but a tall man in his forties with long dark red hair wearing a black cloak and fine pieces of jewelry scattered across his body.

The Man: Straight to the point aren’t you, very well, I’ll do the same even though you know exactly why I am here.

Me: Yeah, I get that it’s not looking too good for me, but why? What the hell did I do to make you so afraid that you have to hide behind your werewolf?

The Man: You haven’t seen fear yet child, and don’t take this personal. I wouldn’t expect you to understand or believe me, but what I’m doing is a necessary evil. You don’t know it yet, but you’re dangerous, and I cannot allow you to endanger everything we’ve fought for.

The man’s eyes flash red causing the wolf’s eyes to now shine even brighter as it must stand up on its hind legs and lets out a deep growl. It paused, continuing to stare me in the eyes, but all I could see of it were those bright eyes leaving the rest of its body hidden in the darkness.

The Man: DO IT, DO IT NOW!

The beast lunges out of the shadows ripping its arm through my chest. The monster lifts me up by my impaled chest waiting for me to look down and cough blood up onto its fur before tossing me into the pool. Blood streams out of my body in all directions as red water rained down on me from the splash. A few of my organs drift away, the full moon’s light shimmers onto a pool of crimson water that buries me as I sink to its bottom.

At first, there is the uncomfortable feeling of your inner self being ripped away from your physical body. Once my soul was free from a human vessel I still looked the same but with a light glow and a clear intangible form. I was also much calmer now that all the pain stopped as I slowly made my way up floating into the sky uncontrollably, but you don’t feel panicked or worried, mostly just relieved. I started to move up faster and faster rushing through clouds. I could feel a slight warmth as my soul broke through the atmosphere and continued to travel through a black sky. I felt like I was in space, but that’s not where I was; I didn’t seem to be anywhere for there was nothing but darkness that I was moving through. There was no sun, moon, or planets just a vast darkness. I felt a rush of unbearable heat and saw flames all around me, but I blasted past through that like it was a red hot wall of glass. Once I opened my eyes again, I found myself traveling through a white tunnel. I started to slow down finally looking back to see the flames far behind me. Then I looked forward to a bright light ahead, but something was blocking out the light and stood in my path. The great brightness behind him made me unable to make out his figure until I was face to face with the same man responsible for my death.

Me: NO, NO! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!

Kalexo: (Laughs) I am Kalexo, a Warg from Hell, and I know I wouldn’t let you live on Earth, also I truly am sorry for having to kill you. But my pity will not save you from your fate, for I can’t allow someone with your potential to enter Heaven either.

Me: So all this was just to send me to Hell. You couldn’t have even waited for me to die a natural death? I swear, I’m not that nice of a guy, we could just wait.

Kalexo: I wouldn’t expect someone with your live span to fully understand the complexity of what goes on in the afterlife. But basically, yes, you’re right, and I am impatient. So come with me and you might learn a thing or two about yourself.

Me: Yeah, we’ll see about that. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but your little bitch didn’t follow you up here. (I said with my fists up.)

He flew over to me and easily grabbed me by my throat lifting me up off my feet.

Kalexo: Don’t you see boy! You’re dealing with something far out of your league. I could be a God to you mortals! I could have you all bow at my feet as you chant my name.

I was getting angrier after feeling completely helpless and constantly getting beaten down. Now my eyes were the ones that were glowing, but a bright white color as I could feel the energy building up within me. This energy whipped around me like silver wind allowing a smirk to come across my face seeing Kalexo’s face now frantic although he hadn’t loosened his grip on my throat.

Kalexo: Etheric revenant bastard. Stop this now, child, you have no idea how to control yourself.

I screamed at him whiplashing beams of energy everywhere in all directions. Kalexo was slashed off of me in my rampage and he fell down to his knees. The energy was too much for this dimensional tunnel to handle and suddenly a tear in the wall appeared. A dark slash black as space formed in front of me creating such a contrast against the blinding white background that surrounds us. Just like a black hole, the dimensional tear sucked everything towards it with extreme force. Kalexo quickly gets sucked through the hole in this dimension. I tried fighting it, floating, flying whatever would get me closer to the light. But it’s pointless, after tiring out I spiraled down into the tear where I passed out from exhaustion. I awake later to see my own body lying lifeless in front of me on a small, cold, metal table.


Zack St Julien

Story writer, scriptwriter, blogger, I try to do it all. Lately, I've been supplying weekly episodes to this story that I've been working on forever. Check it out at St-J.blog

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