The Missing

The small tropical island waited patiently for the sun to set below the horizon line where water met the multi-colored sky. Across the coastline, the various island huts and straw-roofed condos lay tucked inside of the tightly knit palm trees, obscured from the sky. Though it was a warm night out, no poeple were out on the beach for the weekend parties or the local rental shop for a romantic night out on the sea. The locals were spooked by the local disappearances that only occured at night, or the dead animals that were discovered inside the village farms, the blood completely drained from their corpses. Then children began to disappear, never seen again after going into the eastern forest.

Amunst the frieghtened villagers was Margarret and her son Jason.

"Why can't I go out; all of my friends are going?" Jason asked Margarret inpatiently.

"Its too dangerous, Jason, haven't you seen what happened to those animals?" Margarret asked.

"Who hasn't? It's all over the news. Mom, you don't understand anything. If I'm not there, then I become a social outcast for three or four weeks," Jason explained.

"I don't care, would you rather die or be an outcast for a few weeks?"

"Die!" Jason grabbed his jacket and left the house. He stormed off at first, but when he heard his mother yelling for him, he took off running towards Waterfall Beach.

When he arrived, the music was blasting loudly, almost enough to muffle the sound of the waterfall meeting the beach. A few of his friends were over by the sterio dancing while his other friends were at the water line.

"Hey man, you made it!" Chriss's voice startled Jason.

"Yah, finally. I thought I would be discarded again for another few weeks," Jason relied over the roar of the music. Discarded" was his friends' way of saying being outcast.

"Listen," Chriss began, "There are a lot of people here tonight, a lot of blood, man."

"What?" Jason asked confused.

"At some time durring this party, we're going to morph, then we'll hunt everyone down and feast," a shiver ran down his spine and a smile croosed his mouth.

Jason ignored his friend and walked over to the sterio where two college students were dancing, one had a thick mustache, the other had long hair that ran down to her waist.

A black sock hit his right shoulder and hit the sand.

"Look every one, Jason made it!" Klark shouted from the waterline. Jason smiled modestly before rasing his arms. a wave of approaval arose from the croud and the party grew wilder. Hours past and finally it reached it's climax, but the night was still young and as the last song dwelled in the air, a sharp and bitter scream rose out of the bushes and a grotesque creature sprung out of the bushes and ran towards the partying victoms. Jason ran wildly, looking for a place to go. He spotted a thick layer of shrubs and dove inside. Time pasted before something climbed over by him. One of the creatures appeared and began to sniff Jason.

"Jason?" it asked, "Why didn't you change?"

"I'm not one of you!" He gave it a sharp kick on it's snout and lept from the bushes. In a matter of seconds, it was on him and it's fanges bit into the back of his neck.



"Ms. Carter," A voice called from the other side of the front door.

Margarret answered with a polite, "Yes?"

"We've found your son," The voice said.

She opened the door and a tall deputy stood on her door mat.

"Is he alright?" she asked.

"He is in custody now," The officer replied, "We found him at a crime scene."

"Oh God, what happened?" Margarret pleaded.

"We found about seventeen or eighteen bodies, all were drained of there blood."

"Jason is alright though, isn't he. There was no damage," Margarret asked.

"I think that you should come and see," The officer replied.

Jason was inside one of the silver interregation rooms that the island reserved for murderers and robbers.

"Jason," one of the officers began, "Do you remeber what happened?"

Jason knodded.

"Can you tell me?" The officer asked.

Jason shook his head.

"Ms. Carter," The officer that brought her over said, ( she later learned his name was Dan) "You son hasn't shown his lower face to us, he may be hiding something."

"Why aren't you showing your face, Jason?" The officer asked.

Jason remained silent.

"Jason, you can tell me," The officer said as he handed him a notebook and pen.

Jason scratched something down and held it up for all to see, his lower face was still burried in the shadows.

"'I have no mouth,'" The officer read aloud.

Jason's face lifted up and revieled two eyes, his nose, but no lips, only skin.

Margarret screamed, "That's not my son! Where is my son!"

"Great God, what the hell is that thing?" The interrogator asked. Slowly, eight black legs began crawling out of Jason's nose and revieled a spider. It was followed by others. Then Jason's body jolted with a start. Suddenly, a small creature burst from his chest and blood flew everywhere. The interrogator drew a 9mm and fired three rounds at it. The creature seemed to be invinceable at first but sqealed badly as the third slug penentrated its flesh. It continued toward him and Margarret saw that it was a large rat. The rat jumped on the interrogator and bit his neck. He gave a horrid scream and fell to the ground like a rag doll. The rat melted into a pile of carnage and blood.

"They excaped?" the officer said in disbelief.

"What excaped?" Margerret demanded, "What killed my son?"

"A biological expiriment, it went horribly wrong, completely and horribly wrong."

"What? Start talking."

"It, they... A group of small scientists were escorted here to genetically alter multiple species into one new animal, one that could not carry desese, gave plentiful meat and was easy to take care of and kill, but they got the exact opposite, a blood sucking monster that could transform heir victoms to strike terror into the heart of human kind."

"So they used my son as a cheep rag doll?" Margarret asked.

"Not exactly, only his body. His Mind minght have been eplaced to another body for storage. I can take you there, but it is dangerous..."

Margarret had a deep fire in her heart as she turned to the officer.

"Take me there," she wispered.



The police car drove silently through the deserted streets as the sun slowly set.

"So these creatures look like ordinary people be day?" Margarret urged on.

"Yes and we must hurry or we will not be there in time to save him."

The car slowly came up to a thicket of wood where a dark cavern lay ahead.

"I can't go out there, I'm sorry," The officer said.

"I understand," Margarret replied, "I'll go alone."

And she exited the car and aproached the cavern. Inside was a small pile of primitive jars where random names were displayed. She searched for the one of her son and found it. Margarret ran bach to the police car only to find the officer's body with three holes on the left side of his cheek. She quickly entered the police car and found the ignition key still in its place. She quickly began driving down the hill.

Inside of the police station, she aproached Jason's body on the floor. She opened the jar and poored the contents on the body. His mouth grew back and the hole in his chest was fixed.

"Mom?" he muttered.

"Jason!" She screamed, hugging him.

"I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry," He pleaded.

"Jason," she said taking his face in her hands.

Then his voice grew to one solid tone, an emotionless pitch. "I'm sorry," He said and bit into her neck, tearing away at the flesh and splattering her bloody flesh everywhere.

The night was just begining...

Fin