jueves, 28 de marzo de 2013

Y sin embargo se mueve....


Y sin embargo se mueve....



Pasado ya casi mas de 2 años de llevar a este blogg, material de historias de terror frescas, sin copias ni plagios he llegado a la idea que me resulta impensable seguir con el, debido a causas externas como naturales, que han puesto en duda la continuidad del proyecto.



Debo aclarar que este proyecto no nacio para hacer dinero, ni mucho menos para crear fama, nacio del llano placer de escribir por escribir, de hacer historias que en primer lugar me llenaran de satisfaccion a mi persona y a nadie mas, las historias se podrian o no catalogar como de terror, nacieron para entretenerme a mi nada mas, no es ningun secreto que algunos de estos relatos o historias no son de terror puro, pero como ya dije, solo estan para llenarme a mi nada mas.



Pero no soy escritor de carrera, si es que tal cosa existe, mis estudios solo llegaron a la secundaria, por motivos personales, mi conviccion con la escritura nace despues de leer clasicos como Mio Cid, Dracula, El retrato de Dorian Grey, La llamada de Chutulu, tambien grasias a contemporaneos como Las Dos Torres, Carry, La entrevista con el vampiro, asi como obras de Mexicanos como lo son Aura, Pedro Paramo, entre otros que quiza ya no recuerdo, pero para convertirse en escritor se ocupa mas que leer o publicar un blogg.



Bien vayamos al meollo del asunto, soy un trabajador asalariado dijeran los mas aserrimos ricos de mi pais que parece jamas han trabajado para otros, me siento orgulloso por que toda mi vida en los trabajos que he tenido la suerte de tener, han sido en entrega total, por lo que no creo que podria alguien quejarse de mi labor, pero el problema consiste en que, la escritura como tal y el blogg no me dan un pago, es algo totalmente amateur y por amor al arte, pero despues de 2 años y menos de 2000 visitas, hay que ver otros aires.



Vivo en un pais en que la lectura no es su fuerte, la escritura se basa en libros de politica y narcotraficantes, ¿entonces que se puede esperar de un triste blogg de terror?, Google addsense ha decidido declinar mi solicitud de poner publicidad en mi blogg y creo que su desicion esta fundamentada y es correcta, no puedo recibir dinero si no tengo visitas, ese no seria negocio para nadie.



La pagina de facebook me niega ahora subir links del blogg y como si no fuese suficiente me encuentro tratando de publicar un libro de manera real, por todo esto, el blogg deberia ser cerrado, pero de ves en cuando algun cristiano se pasa por el, lo que me hace pensar que pese ha todo vale la pena el esfuerzo, las publicasiones seguiran, pero quiza menos periodicamente que antes, ademas que se cerraran los ciclos de las miniseries paulatinamente, no se trata de cerrar el blogg si no mas bien de ver el futuro posible de este, por todo, gracias.

viernes, 22 de marzo de 2013

El codice


Eran días pesados extraños, el cielo por lo general permanecía de color grisáceo, a veces te preguntabas si en verdad este lugar vale la pena ser visitado, La capital Londres expande Sus impresionantes edificios góticos y sombríos a través de calles empedradas en las que sólo faltan las carretas y los caballeros, así como los castillos llenos de Reyes y princesas, así como iglesias en las que miles de millones de personas salían a rezar, y donde a veces los párrocos y obispos realizaban sus planes para presionar a los reyes en turno, eran días morbosos y oscuros, en los que el oficial de policía salía a deambular por las calles temeroso con la bendición de su esposa y su madre, eran días malos, vías morbosos y oscuros.





Para un viajero como yo resulta bastante impresionante todo el lugar, además de que resultaba inquietante el hecho de que las personas no les molestase la falta de sol, la vida parecía apagada sin motivo aparente, la gente iba y venía en eterno languidecer, no era que no conocía el idioma o un poco de sus costumbres, pero es muy raro cuando todo aquello en lo que has investigado y leído, y lo observas a través de tus ojos, es una sensación impresionante, avasallante y podríamos decir que es una sensación que llena el más puro horror, no es que la gente tuviese algo malo, tampoco que el lugar hubiera algo de malo, sino porque es en sí, una impresión y avasallante de un lugar que jamás has visto y que has querido ver a través de tus ojos y ahora que tienes la oportunidad, impresiona, es extraño y terrible.





Debo reconocer que mi trabajo me ha dado muchas satisfacciones a través de mi vida, mas sin embargo que esta no fue una de ellas, una vez más insisto no se trata de lugar o de las personas, se trataba de que simplemente yo no sabía que podía encontrarme allí, como arqueólogo de profesional que soy, he viajado por todo el mundo y he visto infinidad de cosas impresionante y maravillosas, Pero lo que sabía ser allí fue algo por demás extraña y tedioso, pero a la vez impresionante y a la vez sórdido, porque uno no sabe qué esperar cuando uno encuentra los fragmentos del pasado perdidos, la duda te carcome y te hace dudar de ti mismo.





Un hombre de nombre Peter Welligton, Me contactó hacía tres meses para cuestionarme sobre una pieza arqueológica de que poseía, Aquello era un códice antiguo de la América precolombina, que el caballero necesitaba saber su significado, el hombre sexagenario resultaba ser bastante pintoresco y conocerlo, tenía las orejas ligeramente más largas y una curiosa nariz alargada, sin embargo tenía un semblante tranquilo, además de un un buen humor y bastante platicador, difícilmente este hombre es de aquellos charlatanes que se la pasan en el mundo embaucando a las personas con falsas reliquias antiguas como mi especialidad ha sido la arqueología mexicana, he viajado por todo el mundo para descubrir y descifrar piezas, para el Instituto nacional de antropología e historia, en el cual algunas piezas si bien no se pueden recuperar, éstas deben pasar a lo que se conoce como él catalogó de existencias exteriores, en las cuales se detallan las piezas importantes en manos de personas o países que no pueden o no quieren regresar las a México, pero que han permitido que el Instituto las investigue, el señor Peter habló a través de la embajada mexicana para buscar información sobre la pieza que poseía en su colección, rápidamente y más de lo que creía la gente, la Embajada contactó al Instituto, Este me puse en contacto con el caballero para poner fecha para nuestro encuentro y para saber sobre esta pieza.





En el Instituto lamentablemente no posee muchos recursos, por lo que se me dijo que los gastos serían muy cortos en cuanto al viaje, el señor Welligton amablemente ofreció su casa para pasar los días y así no crear un gasto excesivo y mi viaje fuese cómodo, Llegue al aeropuerto alrededor de las 12 del día después de un largo viaje en avión, en la que por lo menos trasborde tres vuelos, el señor Welligton y su familia me esperaban con un curioso letrero en el aeropuerto, llevaba mi nombre perfectamente escrito incluso con los acentos, cosa que me gustó mucho y sentí calidez.





Sería una falta de respeto criticar a esta familia y a su humilde hogar, sólo puedo decir que no son una familia acomodada, pero sí viven tranquilos en una casa suficientemente grande para toda la familia de por lo menos ocho miembros, la casa estaba rústicamente amueblada además de que poseía un jardín y patio central bastante curiosos, la estructura victoriana de la casa resultaba llamativa impresionante, incluso por allí permanecía una chimenea bastante vieja, el señor me contó que por lo general usaban la calefacción y la chimenea hacia mucho que había sido bloqueada pero resultaba curioso y llamativa la chimenea, Por lo que allí decidieron dejarla debido a que le da un toque especial a la casa.





Lo realmente perturbador comienza a partir del momento en que el señor Welligton me mostró el códice el cual poseía en sus manos, Lo mantenía en un lugar perfectamente preparado para que el tiempo no lo destruyera ni la humedad, se las había enseñado para diseñar una curiosa caja fuerte en la que la temperatura y la humedad eran perfectas para mantener el códice, una vez que empecé a analizarlo en que se anotaron las características, Propias de los códices mixtecas de la época, aunque me resultó bastante difícil catalogarlo en el tiempo en el que fue creado, me resultó curioso e impresionante la extraña historia Que este códice mencionaba, no se trataba solamente de una historia típica de los mixtecas, en las que detallaban sus batallas y glorias o sus derrotas, pero sí poseía las curiosas historias de sacrificios humanos que hacen estas historias morbosas y a la vez deliciosas.





La historia mencionaba sobre un príncipe de nombre coyote 13 el cual trataba de alegrar a los dioses del inframundo con los típicos sacrificios humanos, hombres y mujeres vírgenes fueron según el códice sacrificados para para que la hambre de los dioses fuese llenada y saciada, pero el primer detalle extraño es que su Dios no era representado por ninguna de las figuras ya conocidas de la mitología mixteca, sino Esta vez era una mujer conectada y se le puede llamar así, a una araña, a partir de la cabeza de esta, la mujer avanzaba como un monstruo trepidante, aunque en algunos cuentos e historias europeos aparece seres de este tipo, en la mitología mixteca no hay registros de estas especies de Dioses, Por lo que empecé a tener mis dudas sobre él códice.





El códice mencionado también como en un lugar conocido como el cerro de la sangre, un lugar bastante simple pues en la mitología mixteca y en los códices aparece por lo menos una veintena de lugares con este nombre, Pero en este se menciona el porqué éste era el cerro de la sangre explicando el porqué de este nombre, un grupo de seres divinos arribaron allí para realizar adoraciónes Adioses más altos, en lo que se puede entender del códice nos hablaba de varios sino un solo Dios, llamado la oscuridad caminante, o estas extrañas deidades enseñaron a los hombres a adorar la oscuridad caminante y menciona el códice, Que hubo prosperidad como nunca antes en estos pueblos, menciona que las cosechas de maíz frijol y cacao fueron grandes en aquellos años de bonanza, pero dice el códice, que aquella deidad que engendró a muchas otras deidades monstruosas eran cada vez más terribles con la población, por lo que ya anciano el guerrero y líder coyote 13 preparó la destrucción del templo de la sangre así como sus deidades.





El hecho de que los mixtecas se hubiesen revelado contra sus propios deidades resultaba bastante curioso pero no extraño, tomando en cuenta que algunas veces en los rituales algunos reyes y sacerdotes tomaban los papeles de los dioses esto por veces provocaba ligeras confusiones en los traductores y en los investigadores, más de alguna ocasión se escribió literalmente que los pueblos se revelaban contra los dioses y sus propios gobernantes, aunque en la extraño en esta ocasión el propio gobernante atacara y se rebelara contra Los propios dioses, cuenta el códice que aquello fue una gran batalla concede el inframundo monstruosos y de terribles aspectos, en los que se aprecian bestias con forma de coyotes, armadillos tlacuaches entre otros muchos bestias y animales de la mitología mixteca, todo esto resulta bastante enriquecedor leerlo, cuenta la historia que al final los hombres decidieron abandonar el lugar después de haber destruido el cerro y los templos de aquellas deidades profanas, relaté todas impresionante historia en un correo electrónico que envíe a mi supervisor en el Instituto, el cual seguramente lo archivo y me pidió regresar lo más pronto posible para evitar más gastos al Instituto, el señor Welligton estuvo feliz de tener la traducción de aquel impresionante códice, me dijo curiosamente que si bien no podría por razones sentimentales deshacerse de él y entregarmelo Para el Instituto, su casa estaba abierta para cualquiera que quisiera ver el códice pudiera hacerlo, yo acepté y me despedí de su amable familia y también de este noble caballero e incluso me acompañó hasta el aeropuerto, mi viaje resultó extrañamente perturbador porque más de una ocasión mientras volábamos en la noche y los relámpagos alumbraban todo el avión, yo me despertaban de sueños misteriosos en los que yo era perseguido por monstruosos seres y deidades mixtecas que ansiaban mi sangre para el sacrificio Para su monstruoso dios la oscuridad caminante.

miércoles, 20 de marzo de 2013

Vampires 6

Good born wickedness, evil is born the yearning for the light, those who know this despise both concepts, in my case I simply don't understand them.
Jhon had been in that park benches for hours, he remained thoughtful and distant, Nadia was attentive, it soon dawn, but there was, Nadia saw his feet, they were adorned with red varnish on each, their sandals had rhinestones which shone with the light of lighting public;
-John, I have pretty feet?-
John saw him surprised, without more both laughed, a taxi stop in the parking of taxis, John made him a sign and said;
-Let go home-
Nadia hug you arm and both left.
Cristina in her room reading a novel of love, his mother opened the door and put the dress for the prom that night;
-cristina already shower yourself, or we will not reach the party-
Cristina leave the book, taking his towel slipped to the bathroom, Alexandra took the book and read, cristina returned to the room and saw his mother;
-cristina what reading is this?-
question Alexandra;
It is a novel of love between a young woman and a vampire -
Alexandra laughed and said;
-i never understand young people, hustle -
Cristina went to bathe, Alexandra press the book as if it wanted to compress it with his own hand.
The costume party turned out to be what thought cristina, a hilarious pompous costume party, there was a zombie, a mummy, a fairy and an angel, it was all fun, cristina of the Catholic school friends saw her with his disguise of Duchess and laughed together, Vincent  appears with an elegant tuxedo, his clothes a water pistol;
-loock is James Bond -
It said cristina and everyone laughed, two twin cousins of Vincent, approach and said at the same time;
-waiter, the Bill!-
The explosion of laughter fills the Hall, the father of Vincent Luciuos greets the guests, the is the host, Dr. Wolf greets his old friend and little by little the hacienda Hernandez calls on all to frolic under the shelter of night and the full moon.
Cristina and Vincent, her boyfriend they roam the ranch, both not have been able to be together in quite some time;
-Hey Vincent, you believe in vampires?-
Vincent drinking a drink feels like binds the champagne in the throat;
-why you ask?-
Cristina thought about it;
-I think I've seen one-
Vincent smiled, but said speculative;
- really?-
two men friends of Pike Father Vincent, both seem to be the years 20s gangsters;
-Vincent your father speaks to you-
This saw them with annoyance;
-ill be there-
Cristina believed to show seen on one of them on a mafia TV show;
-now-
Vincent kisses cristina with the promise to return;
-the Guild is always the first-
 said one of those men, Vincent nodded without answering.
In the main hall, the meeting was complete, all the vampires of the brotherhood were approaching the table of snacks;
-any surrealist would think that here opened the corpse of a man-
 said Alexandra, Dr. Wolf full her  Cup;
-Dear, ignorant are just that-
Luciuos entered the Hall, and greeting;
-my beloved brethren, welcome to this meeting of the brotherhood, this halloween need to celebrate the century of our union-
Everyone raised their glasses;
-soon to be two hundred years!-said Luciuos, someone interrupted, he applauded cynically, breaking the joy of the moment;
-look at them esteban, leeches enjoying mud-
The twins looked at the impertinent man.
-they are trash celebrating his own shit
-Men with appearance of mobsters were enraged;
-to that I have this lack of respect, official?-
Carlos sanchez agent de police and his companion approached;
-I will tell you something, I have always believed that the human being is at the tip of the evolutionary scale, to see them so confirm -
No one dared to break the silence, the police came to the snacks table, takes a few sandwiches and a glass of champagne;
why that insults?
 question Luciuos;
-loock my estimable Lord, I'm just the Messenger, but also I am your guardian, I usually charge cover up their misdeeds, but this is too much
-He said finishing eat snacks and the Cup.
-all crave peace, men, the wolfs and you leeches-
Vincent threw furious against the police, take it in the neck and lifted him, showing their fangs;
-Vincent enough!-
Ordered Luciuos, esteban pointed his gun;
-What has come to say it and walk away -
Said Dr. Wolf;
-very well, a picture is worth more than thousand words
-The police bag their clothes a folder, Pike saw its content between surprise and horror, Dr. Wolf approached and saw, his face turned pale, Vincent approached curious;
-that's all, a loose murdered left and right freely vampire by somewhere -
Luciuos has become cold;
-I see, I understand the magnitude of the issue, your superiors must know to i take the matter in my hands-

The police withdrew, once outside, carlos snapped you to esteban;
why you aim with your weapon?, only would have hurt to nothing -
Esteban is bound to remain silent.
Luciuos hit with full force the table of snacks, it content spread across the ground, looks were attended;
the brotherhood lives thanks to the rules and his decrees!, who dared to violate them!-
Alexandra took a step to the front, all vampires saw her;
-Luciuos!-
Luciuos saw her surprised and amazed;
-There is a young vampire in the city, it is not of the brotherhood, but nor is with the dissidents, has approached cristina but not a attacked -
Vincent was perplexed and surprised;
-I need volunteers to visit this new friend-
Vampires were a few others, only Vincent took a step to the front, Alexandra took her hand, the gangsters approached, the twins followed them, Lucresia the more young joined them, Luciuos on herself, Lucious just meditate.

lunes, 18 de marzo de 2013

Vampires 5

My fear is great, the darkness, but you know, isn't that dark when you turn off the lights, if not another darkness, a more potent and powerful, one that begins more than the mind, more beyond of the soul and that corrodes the spirit.

Cristina wakes up in his bed, remains beautifully dressed in their night clothes, wander through the solitude of that big old House that has seen it grow, under the influence of the full moon, remains his mother, also dressed in their sleeping clothes, their beautiful bodies come, cristina is wrapped by the arms of its mother, it caresses her hairslowly he takes her hand to her room, lying her down in her bed and clothes it, cristina has so many questions, so many feelings, but Alexandra his mother the lie and puts it to sleep;

-my little Princess-.
 
 said Alexandra, Vincent enters through the door, slowly approaching and petting her hair;
-Let your father awaits us-.
 
Alexandra orders and both come to the garden where the brotherhood of vampires waiting...
The presence of a vampire always brings another vampire, but not solitary hunters, John has followed for days, is a child of apparent thirteen years, dresses and arranged as any other girl of that age, joins the celebrations of young people of that age where feeds with tenderness of one or several young people, strange thingI t does not kill them, but if it feeds and enough, depending on the degree of the party arrives to drink up to 50 liters of blood per night, but no feeds daily, only when this desperate, tonight she walks the lonely streets, she would be a victim of any stalker night in other circumstances, if she is not the Huntress, she stops he turns and looks at the distance salutes with strange gentleness;
 
-Hello Mr stalker vampire-
 
John lets pretend approaches with tranquility and haste;
 
-It's about time that you give the face,
 
did send you the brotherhood to kill me?-
 
John sees you really would happen by a girl;
 
-no, my name is John and I am only-
 
The girl gets flirtatious;
 
do-like quality company?-
 
Juan away is;
 
-only you're a lewd bitch-
 
The girl gathered the breast, bother and spits;
 
cared - for your words bully-
 
Both are regarded as beasts being studied;
 
-you look cute when you get angry-
 
Jhon note it;
 
-If do not want company then why I followed?-
 
I question the girl back to the flirtatious;
 
-I am surprised that you possess a body so youth-
 
The girl laughed;
 
-If perhaps, but I am old to this, I have at least 50 years of existence -
 
Both wacht whitout truust;
 
-the sluts always have company, even the scale minor as which pretend to be -
 
John look you as who sees even Jackal;
 
-I will tell you that we'll forget this bad start and go to dinner -

John sees it, but she hung his arm and takes it arm carrying it.

John sees as Cook cooks the beef in the tacos, the smell of blood is delicious, a being human never understand the true taste of things, but only they can decipher those flavors, John sees his new friend, smiles and says;

do-you don't like the tacos?, I see you thought anything else -

John smiles and answers;

-the smell of blood, the smell of rotting meat wrapped in condiments, as I was not going to like me-

Her smile;

-What is your name?-
I question jhon;
-my real name not it, never knew it, woke up in my grave next to the corpse of a woman who I guess was my mother, the Tomb does not have any name, but take the name of the tomb of beside, Nadia -
John smiles;
-my name is John-
Nadia smiles;
-nice to meet youJohn-
Cook led them their dishes, they trimmed them with sauces to your liking and ate; -I read recently a book of vampires, one of them said that eating it was like eating dirt, we note that you wrote it to a bland being the creation and not a vampire -
John smiled and said;
-until the Earth has its own flavor and delight-
Both laughed, a number of young van stopped opposite the tacos, several young men fell, John felt the slight smell of fear in the Cook;
-good night-
He said one of the young, approached the food stand he did ROAR his throat and spat the meat;

-by that have acts that animal?-

I question the Cook between fear and courage;

-We already found out that he put the finger with the police-

Cook fell while the young man destroying the food stand, one of the young turns the tables of customers among these John and Nadia;

-We're going to teach you not to mess with the district-

Said the ringleader, a sharp scream broke the tension, who had turned the tables remained on the floor, his arm was in a unnatural position, John saw them through their Brown eyes that seemed to expel fire;

-who you think?-

Said the ringleader of the gang;

-He is police!-

said Nadia, the tension grew, far rang a police patrol, young returned to his truck broaching libel against John Cook, John saw them leave, sleeping his wallet and said;

do-how much lost tonight?-

Cook between fear and surprise did not answer, but he received 1000 pesos of juan, followed this path by the street and Nadia, Nadia saw John, to his around growing air of power and fury, John Hill eyes and I call them huge overnight sprouted dozens of bats, all angry, surprised Nadia was attentive, wrapped including John I threw on the hunt.

Young people in some dark place in his neighborhood smoking marijuana, had broken the arm who had left it at home, while smoking looked composed of dense darkness of bats, only one of them reached screaming, one were bitten by bats, the more fortunate they run with cuts and bites deep, Nadia laugh like never before and is fed to the tiredness, but John is busy, strikes and kicks the body of that insolent, not realizing that their first hit destroyed you the ribs and already is dead, in their blind fury sees a large tree, a big one, jhon scale with agility of reptile and hang the corpse, juan goes down, not hungry, but if thirsty for revenge, Nadia leaves the last corpse, John ruge which dragon from his temple, neighbors are afraid, nobody leaves, Nadia takes the arm to John and he takes it, but this seems in a State of absolute fury.

viernes, 15 de marzo de 2013

Rosaura capitulo final


-Mis amigos felicidades, perdonen las molestias que todo esto les ha ocasionado, pero ha llegado el momento de la verdad-
Seth apunto el arma;
-no es necesario seguir con esto, verán ya tengo lo que deseo por accidente traje a una personita equivocada-
un ser enorme sin pies, un tórax enorme que se movía como las arañas entro a la habitación llevaba bajo los brazos a dos niñas;
-¡Miriam!-
grito Rosaura;
-¡Mami!-
grito la niña;
-como dije todo ha llegado a su fin, venga por su hija, no tenga miedo-
el ser decendio por entre los muros, dejo en la tierra a Miriam, esta corrió con su madre, pero el ser llevaba a otra niña en sus brazos;
-¡suelta a la otra!-
ordeno Seth;
-no, ella es lo que busco-
Rosaura tomo a su hija y la abrazo pero vio como la pequeña de pelo castaño era retenida;
las cadenas descendieron desde el techo entre ellas un bulto;
-hace mucho tiempo, los ángeles se sublevaron ante dios, varios de ellos fueron engañados y sufrieron como los demás, pero eran parte inocentes, al morir como ángeles renacieron como niños huérfanos en un mundo decadente, ella es eso, la pieza del apocalipsis, un pequeño ángel caído-
Rosaura vio a la niña, Seth sintio un extraño escalofrio;
-mirad como se inicia la nueva era-
grito el hombre, una cadena se poso frente al ser y a la niña, esta tenia un bulto, la pequeña se dio cuenta, Seth vio horrorizado aquello, Rosaura dijo aterrada;
-¡es un sacerdote!-
el hombre rio;
-un exorcista encontró primero a este capullo de ángel y ahora, al destruir su alma le convertiré en un demonio-
Seth enfureció;
-¡eres un maldito!-
el hombre rio;
-no hermano, hago lo que debo hacer-
el ser soltó a la niña y esta comenzó a llorar frente al cadáver de su padre;
-por cierto, dejarlos vivos seria una pésima idea-
el ser rugió y se movió contra Rosaura;
-¡mami!-
grito la pequeña Miriam;
-¡no!-
grito Seth, se interpuso y recibió un golpe que lo arrojo contra el suelo, la bestia avanzo con sus brazos hasta Seth y comenzó a golpearlo, Rosaura a punto con el arma, Miriam vio a Michel algo le acontecía;
-Michel-
la bestia le arranco el brazo izquierdo a Seth este grito de manera horrible
-te odio-
murmuro la niña, comenzó a brillar de manera intensa, el hombre rio;
-vamos, quiero ver tu poder--
la niña comenzó a brillar de manera impresionante, cada ves mas fuerte;
-bienvenida, ángel de fuego, Jhudiel-
la niña se torno en un ser de luz, un ser luminoso que alumbro todo el cuarto, la bestia se giro contra ella, pero ella alzo un objeto sobre su cabeza, una espada, la dejo caer y la bestia horrible, la bestia se partió en dos, avanzo hacia Seth y le vio;
-vamos destruye según tu odio-
ordeno el hombre, Seth vio a la niña, convertida en ese ser de luz;
-si-
contesto con la voz de una mujer, la niña salto pero en dirección de aquel hombre;
-¿que haces?-
la mujer alzo la espada;
-eres una estúpida-
dijo el hombre mientras con un tridente evitaba la espada;
-muere-
dijo la niña;
-¡no!-
la niña dejo caer la espada que corto el tridente y en dos aquel hombre;
-¡Michel!-
grito Miriam, la niña dejo de brillar y se acerco al cadáver de su padre y empezó a llorar, todo el lugar comenzó temblar y derrumbarse;
-¡vamonos!-
Miriam dijo;
-mama, Michel-
Rosaura corrió y tomo a la niña en sus manos, corrió, se les unió Seth ambos corrieron, el hombre tomo la mano de Miriam;
-¡mira!-
dijo Rosaura, atrás les seguían seres humanoides que Rosaura conocía bien;
los caminos se volvieron estrechos, hasta llegar a callejones, el ultimo era un lugar sin salida;
-¡no!-
dijo Rosaura;
-déjenme, quiero morir-
dijo la pequeña Michel;
-¡el elevador!-
dijo Seth, un elevador desendio en una abertura, Rosaura llevo a las niñas a este, Seth cerro la puerta, mientras sacaba su arma y veía esos seres despreciables;
-ven con nosotros-
dijo Rosaura;
-allí no hay nada para mi, Rosaura, cuida de las pequeñas-
ella acaricio su mano derecha;
-no pertenezco allí, cuídalas, en especial a Michel, ella te necesita como no tienes idea-
Rosaura asintió, Seth presiono el botón, el único que poseía elevador, este comenzó lentamente el asenso, Seth saco de sus ropas su arma y empezó a disparar, Miriam escucho decir a su madre;
-nos veremos en otra vida Seth-
Seth dijo como si escuchase;
-así sera-
poco a poco fue rodeado por esos seres del infierno, Seth se persigno y dijo;
-vuelvo a ti padre, recibeme-
Seth se torno en luz y exploto en fragmentos de luz que hicieron a los seres arder en fuego, y de una forma diferente acendio.

El sol había salido, Miriam despertó para ver los ojos de su madre dormida y con unas terribles ojeras, esta la abrazo y beso, Rosaura despertó y la beso, en una cama cercana una niña de pelo castaño claro permanecía acostada, a un entubada y conectada a maquinas inhumanas..

TRES MESES DESPUES

Miriam corrió y abrió la puerta, Rosaura sonrió mientras la pequeña Michel veía extrañada la casa de ellas;
-¡ven, juguemos en mi cuarto!-
dijo Miriam, Rosaura sabia que su hija recordaba todo de ese sueño, pero Michel ni siquiera la había reconocido, parecía abstraída, como si hubiese sufrido un terrible trauma, en todo su pequeño cuerpo tenia heridas y llagas secas que parecían tatuajes, parecía haber sido victima de una secta satánica, Michel y Miriam entraron a su cuarto a jugar, Rosaura se fue a su cuarto a cambiarse, mientras jugaban Michel escucho desde el closeth;
-¡Jhudiel el infierno no se olvida de ti!-
esto sobresalto a la niña pero no supo de donde venia, sin mas trato de ignorarlo....

Vampies 4

Faith is a weapon of cutting edges, used at the ends can be very powerful, maybe the magic of this is the belief it is not possible, however the examples used there that well can serve one greater good...


Juan sits in one of the pews of the Church, people slowly beginning to arrive, it seems there asleep, but so was the mass begins smoothly, minutes pass, mass is finished, but leaving people, a young woman sees John, the known desire to look, but this ignores her Cristina is a young and beautiful woman deserves to be happy, although I would like to take that blood, her mother not is it would, the never was questioned had never nothing, only existed, did not think that it was the only one of those, dare not think the word, vampire.


Church returns to his solitude, the father enlists a few boxes with clothes, food and various other things, the priest approaches:


do-give me a hand son?.


John sees it and is surprised, a smell comes from the cure, it is the same smell that spread their victims after feeding;


-a where is father boxes?


She asked while helping the priest;


-to the prison to help inmates-.


Imagine John the priest died in prison;


-only until the truck-.


John leaves things while the priest opens the trunk;


do-like that it took father?.


The priest smiles;


-of course, son.


The journey is slow, even if they were to more than one hundred per hour, for John everything is slow;


-in prison took a program of conscientisation of faith, gives pretty good results.


Says the priest proud of himself;


-that people don't know the word of God is there to help her to have faith.


John never had thought so that Word;


-faith moves mountains father-.


The priest smiled on hearing those words;


- but I would not have confidence in those persons father.


The priest looks with attention while stopped the truck in the parking lot, they carry boxes at the entrance of the prison, and both say goodbye.


John knows that the priest is dead man.


Priest teaches his class as it would make a master of CCD children, some hear attentive, others seem bored, maybe make it to lose time, but the priest is sure of what it does, a shadow haunts the prison, Juan evades the guards, leads to a dressing room and found the clothing of one of the guards, soon will run the blood, the blood of a priest.


The priest sees inmates split, some say goodbye of the gratefully, a last defendant sits, this is the head of the criminal on the side of the criminals, it has kidnapped, killed and tortured, but lately has been spending it badly, several drug shipments have been intercepted, which has caused lost considerable;


-father need to ask you something.


The priest sees it, does not know who is speaking;


-tell me son-.


The man smiles;


-father I need morning you to bring me a package that will leave you in the Church tonight.


The priest does not take long to know that it is;


-not be your accomplice to put drug to this prison.


The man laughs;


-If it does it would be a shame that her mother, happened something I think that this ill in the IMSS hospital 55, although today could give it high today.


The priest feels a chill, nobody knows that;


- well?


The priest looks you in the eyes;


-the answer is no.


The man pulls out a knife enchants and is injuring the priest, a guard jumped him over, takes the man and throws him to the wall, other guards come, together control the defendant and take out the priest, this comes out of danger and John sees as they are the prisoner, with the promise to see again.


In solitary confinement is torture psychological reserved for reos problematic, not for this man, they say the devil, an inmate of high danger, thinks a Wolf among lambs, this requests guards that you want to bathe, they take him to the showers, there takes a bath, thanks to the money that pays the commanders to have those luxuries, as bathing a shadow approaches to the without making any noise.


While bathing, Juan comes out of the shadows;


-good night-.


The man sees him with surprise;


-who are you?


John answers;


-I am the angel of death-.


The man is River;


- and that is what you want?


John saw the deplorable place;.


-kill you.


Said John erupt on the accused, with a force on human jump on, I pluck trachea and drink their blood, the struggles become slow, every time less violent, until everything ends.


Peace to men of good will...


Since the death of this gang in prison, everything becomes a mess, but certain group of inmates remain in their cells, some of them are of the priest, maybe one day again be free, all others Meanwhile are white easy to a thirsty vampire who is glad in a bloodthirsty buffet...
 
Faith is something noble... and at times stupid...

After mass next Sunday, after Juan is hipnotise with the smell and the presence of Cristina, Juan priest helps load boxes with help for inmates of the prison, simply things good and bad, including this, said John likewise, while you talk with the priest on any topic.

miércoles, 13 de marzo de 2013

vampires 3

I was thirsty, anxious for the death, this is the feeling that hunters feel when they perceived his victim?, its aroma is pungent and delicious, draws attention to feel, smell so precious good, for me people are not more than pigs or cattle, as humans are animals that feed onis not justice, it is not pain, but rather be satisfied, feed you, because if they had the opportunity to eat you, is just that, basic struggle for subsistence, and yet...


Took three weeks siguiendola, that young light brown hair, she smelled good, its scent could smell it from miles, from the highest floors and roofs Juan chased it, while it was thought that she had family, had done nothing wrong, therefore, it would be nice kill her, but however while thinking this thought leads to hungeran instinct dissatisfied for someone like him who is hungry, and not fed for some time then think about recalls that in Africa the Lions marry weak servants, wounded, beaten, young, and is only the law of the jungle, only that, but he can hardly see her like a sack of potatoes, no, it is something else, therefore John debate is the life of the youngIt could kill who he wanted, but it is an obsession, think and remember when in the small encaprichaba with some toy, parents would do what was that his son received what he wanted.


But surprise, your parents have died, you are alone, therefore you have to give taste to taste, then wondered what the hell she wondered both, but while doing so, he realizes, his daughter someday may have had that age, any attempt to, any effort, is in that, anything, daily follows, thinking that this time will be the last time to see it, until you bite down, the murder as the others, but at the end of the day it does nothing.


A new day begins, she is going to school a little later than usual, he knows it, his eyes tell-tale, his hungry gaze, his coldness, this time can not resist it, this time not, but she enters school, group could not attack it, therefore cursed and expected, as if it expected the death, for that he has many centuriesever wondered what will be its death, no matter, he is hungry, and is thirsty.


When the output once more resumed persecution, a Chase slow, quiet, if she knew that soon he will die, no matter continues, suddenly happens, your cell phone rings, that is an emergency call, young runs, took a taxi and wound through the city, Juan has no desire to fight against their vampiric psychological traumaHe is hungry, chases the cab quickly, the Sun will soon be, at that moment realizes do it should not be on fire, turned into ashes or something worse?, no time, ask later, alimentate now.


Is curious how turns life, taxi is hidden to everyone in an alley, the girl tries to scream, but get hit in the stomach and another in the face, there is a gun in this taxi, is a kidnapping, I called the police, I called the Federal Agency of investigations, the Office of the Attorney-General, to the Attorney general of Justice of the State, because there is a kidnapping pending, whose only witness, is a being of the night hungry.


Accomplices out of their lairs, the young girl is bound and gagged, do but who the hell is this idiot hovering down the alley?;


-High hands, is the police.


The men fired their weapons, including an AK - 47, but fired into the air, there there was no one, men are concerned, everyone thinks that they have seen the devil, but they have seen anything worse, only hear the sound of rats, if rats from sewers, which little by little, as large as possums, so hungry as brave dogs, but that is not the worst, the worst thing is to see a being, a man out retorciendose, the rats attack, but those are just entertainment, John finally feeds, along with his brothers and sisters, you eat and drink that the delicacy is served.


15 minutes later, we must go to take that small human bulk, removed the blindfold, it sees him, she knows somehow that must be to that life, then he remembers his wife, smiles, she will not die, not on this night.


Accompanies her to his house, she pulls a handkerchief from its bag, clean the corner of his mouth, but that blood is not from him, she does not know it, so okay, while less know better;


-Cristina!


Says his mother, worried how it would be any mother;


-Forgive me you mother, but had problems to come.


John sees them with curiosity, perhaps discuss, perhaps to punish her, but she will live;
 
-go inside the house-
 
 
The young girl sees her mother;

-But....

Mother cast a glance, young is due at that time, that the young woman enters the House, that apparent 40-year-old woman, launches a Growl, like a rabid dog, showing teeth, some quite grown incisors, Juan understands it, is removed without any problems, it is getting into alien territory.

domingo, 10 de marzo de 2013

Wampir 13


San Blass Nayarit 1988

La mirada de aquella mujer vio la cupula de la iglesia, aquella nefasta mujer observaba atenta a la pobre mujer moribunda;

-señora, perdoneme el atrevimiento, pero usted es la unica que queda sana en este puerto de pudredumbre, muchos no tardan en morir, por favor tome a mi hija y llevesela lejos-

la mirada de desprecio fue la rspuesta de esa mujer que caminaba en la soledad de la iglseia de la virgen de Fatima;

-¿que te hace pensar que conmigo estara bien?-

la mujer agacho la mirada;

-lo se por su mirada triste, con la que observa a las personas de la calle, a los niños de los parques, usted es buena-

la mujer recibio a la bebe en brasos;

-por favor, cuide de ella...-

dijo la mujer antes de salir de la iglesia, mientras tosia terriblemente, para morir horas mas tarde de lo que se conoceria como la peor catastrofe sanitaria en ese insalubre puerto.



Alexandra mira con cuidado la fotografia de su hija y piensa que desde que esa niña fue entregada a su cuidado su vida habia cambiado, ella conducia su camioneta como todos los demas mortales, pero sus cualidades se estaban desperdiciando y poco a poco se volvia cada ves mas vieja, eso se debia a que se negaba a tomar sangre le habia dicho el doctor Wolf, pero ella se mantenia firme en esa decision por ella, por Cristina, en epocas antiguas ella bebia sangre por litros y litros, en orgias sexuales donde sus acompañantes varones morian, pero vaya que morian felices despues de gozar cada centimetro de ella, Alexandra casi se ruboriso con tan solo recordar, una camioneta se impacta contra la camioneta de Alexandra se impacta contra el vidrio y el volante, un grupo de hombres baja de unos vehiculos que rodean al carro de inmediato ella reconoce el olor a sangre;

-no sabes con quien se estan metiendo-

uno de los hombres rio y Alexandra perdio el conocimiento.



Juan desperto, ya caia la noche y algo le perturbaba;

-¿que te pasa?-

pregunto Nadia;

-no lo se, presiento algo-

dijo Juan mientras veia los libros que rodeaban a Nadia, cuentos de terror, historietas japonesas y americanos;

-no se que es mas preocupante, verte leer eso o sentir eso-

Nadia recogio todo y se marcho a otro cuarto donde Lucia cuidaba a su hija;

-metete en tus asuntos estupido-

Juan sonrio, pero no dejo de sentir ese mal presagio.



El Dr. Wolf camina junto con Luciuos;

-su hija no tardara en venir, deberiamos...-

el Dr. Wolf nego con la cabeza;

debemos ser pacientes hasta que regresen todos, Luciuos asintio y se sento, por la puerta uno a uno entraron los escuadrones de busqueda;

-nada-

todos se vieron unos a otros;

-ya es tarde-

dijo el Dr. Wolf, Cristina llego en su carro particular, los demas vieron con sombria actitud la puerta, Cristina entro llorando a la casa de la familia hernandez,ella sostiene una bolsa, dentro de esta, un dedo humano, un dedo de Alexandra;

-¿¡secuestraron a mi madre y los culpan a ustedes, de que diablos va todo eso de la cofradia!?-

el Dr. Wolf mira a Luciuos y este le reponde la mirada;

-¿¡contesten de una puta ves!?-

Luciuos suspira hondo;

-sientate hija, te lo explicare todo a su debido tiempo-

no muy lejos la luna llena se alsaba por el firmamento.


Vampires 2

She was special, could have been my wife, having taken the place corresponding to me wife, she being the mother of my daughter, but not, turned out to be a smart woman much very intelligent, strong, and tenas, but manipulative and cruel, use me for his purposes, an object, a puppet, that went for it, why the hate, but already arrange accounts...


Andrea read with attention a book, remained in their, work, at an outpost of the local airport, while leia a person approached access, she sees him and recognizes him;


-Hi Andrea-.


Andrea is surprised, the man thought it was dead or gone;


-John where you were, you believe dead?


John smiles;


-I also, would like these?


Andrea smiles;


-well and you?.


John smiles;


-well like this work.


Andrea sigh;


- as always, are going to return to work?


John sees it with her black eyes;


-no, already not, fled from everything and everyone.


Andrea sees him with interest.


-is not good live you fleeing.


John saw the heavens;


-no, longer time to face my fears-.


Andrea smiled;


- and those are?


John thought of that;


.-turn me into something that did not want to be, something much worse, a dark and evil-.


Andrea feels a chill;


- but I am ready to face that fear.


Andrea returns to smile;


-Andrea when I met you I thought that you serious woman of my life, my wife, the mother of my children-.


Andrea sees him and tries not to blush


- but now I think you're a slut that I use for their own purposes and ambitions.


Andrea sees him with surprise;


-never had a chance with you, was only a puppet without thought, was just a rubbish, but that is just.


Andrea sees it with fear;


-This is something that I always wanted to do, but now subtract me only a thing....


Andrea fear, brings his hands the panic button;


- but remains for me only to say goodbye and wish you that you Berry good.


John smiles, leaves the Office and retires to walking, Andrea sighs, never had so much fear as now, presionadana feels knows that, she sighs, sits and prepares a coffee, drink a little, were wondering when the supervisor passed, drinks, coffee thinks her boyfriend is in another State, pulls out his cell phone, the reflection of the screenyou see something move, instinctively turned and sees it, it is John, Andrea tries to get up, running, yelling, but John catches it as traps for bears, while most fights, more closed, turning his face toward the window, in that moment you realize, she stands next to a vampire, because there does not reflect anything, John bite your neckshe screams, but powerful hands cover her mouth and drinking, destroying her neck, his veins, sucks blood, all, or a drop is wasted, John the loose end, sees it calmly, and admires his work, calmly out of the booth, other guards take away the terror of their lives to get there.

lunes, 4 de marzo de 2013

Symbiosis 05

05
Fernanda remained seated at a table next to a pillar of books, his sister had promised him to return for her, in that solitude fears, it reappeared, I could not help it, I was afraid, for many nights he dreamed that photo on the cover of a newspaper bad note, photograph of his father who had been murdered, his sisters and his mother had seen it and had hidden it is, but still accidentally found it, his father remained seated in the right seat, on his face remained the brand's shot that went through his head, stretched his hand out of the truck, his still-open eyes seemed to beg clemency, perhaps his last thought was about his daughters and his wife, many nights dreamed that he saw his father in the van that had been murdered this even with the force that had her screamingshouted his name, Fernanda;
Enough!, I not think of that.
Fernanda took a book and I flip, although scientific volumes abounded, for there had been one other medicine and others grammar, but none was reading, just browsed them, to hang out, had already spent a few volumes of history and geography, but was still browsing in silence, those books, while he stretched hand to grab a book accidentally hit a bump and they fell to the groundone of these falls was opened in two revealing a small black lump, Fernanda picked it up and opened it, therein lay a map of the village in which there were village buildings which connected group of tunnels that crossed the town, noto Fernanda to the room where he was was marked by an arrow which indicated this with a sentence saying "fourth left bookseller"Fernanda noted that also in bulk remained a black card with a gold chip which reminded cards used by her mother and her older sister to collect the cash from the banks, Fernanda continued flipping through the books they had to pass the time while returning his sister which promised to return for her, time stretched as slow whispers of an uncertain destination.
Luisa noted horrified on closed-circuit television system screen to his sister Marlene moving in the streets of the town, while in his mind there was the idea that Fernanda was single, how hell you would his sister leave alone the small Fernanda alone in that damn town;
that Devils are thinking, Marlene?
Marlene had left the library and had led to the Church, but the gate had been closed from the inside, she believed to have seen his mother running towards this, but the door was closed and seemed to be impenetrable, Marlene had left the library then put insurance at the door, to avoid that something was going to hurt to Fernanda, however the fear was walking behind her every step, every corner, nothing had gone out to meet, was as if beings who had pursued them abscond;
perhaps I are marrying.
This idea made him feel chill swept him back, tried to open several doors of the buildings passing, but none intended to give advanced up to the largest of the close buildings, which were the symbols of the Ministry of health on a red cross slowly turned the door knob, and act followed pupils were opened to see that scene in that place;
Are these men...?
Marlene observed the corpses on the floor covered in blood, wounds that had were deep, Marlene spent them on the one hand, trying to not vomiting by the smell of blood, that room of nursing whose beds stained with blood, showed a scene surreal, comparable with war movies she had seen on TV, continued walking between the beds up to one door, which remained at the bottom of the fourththe door was closed with insurance, although she felt upset by encountering another closed Garden, began to look with the tab for something to open the door, he heard a sound, repetitive, and strong, something it seemed having passed above the building, Marlene believed that it might be a helicopter which was headed to the platform;
Well, I think that you could ask for help.
Casares and his group descended from the helicopter quickly lowered the necessary equipment, immediately ordered you Sergeant Aréchiga approaching;
-Sergeant distributes to its people, Gomez, Aceveda and Ramirez come with me, others by the people according to distribute delta 13 contingency plan.
Sergeant nodded as the helicopter lifted the flight, military observed the people, none of them was afraid, they were already aware of the surprises that awaited them, Aceveda and Ramirez saw the GRAND CHEROKEE truck, Lieutenant Casares ordered that they be circulated by the people;
-Do Gomez perhaps you believe in hell?
The soldier Gomez noted fellow Aceveda which had asked and with ironic tone said;
-No, I don't believe in nonsense-.
Ramirez and Aceveda looked at him and with a smile said Aceveda Gomez;
-Sorry, these stands in the.
The Aréchiga Sergeant ordered them to continue towards the town remaining members of the team, the enlisted member of the cross, regretted to hear the words of his companions while on their way to the village.
Marlene wanted to go towards the entrance gate to ask assistance to military personnel who had seen to descend from the helicopter, a weak sound was heard behind him, went on to a sensor which remained next to the door that Marlene had not noticed, another sound is heard at the door, as if the door had been opened from the insidesensor showed a red light, Marlene tried to open the door but it didn't, Marlene felt frustrated to see that the door refused to open by what wanted to get even their impotence with door kicking it while this action serve something, Marlene wanted to ignore it turned his back and appeared at the front doorsensor changed from red to green, a new sound was heard in the room, Marlene went to enter only to realize that the entrance door now remained closed, Marlene observed that the bottom sensor door showed the green light, Marlene approached this noticing when you turn the knob of the door was openMarlene meant it was a kind of security system, Marlene opened the door slowly while holding his gun, moving forward I hear a dry noise similar to an object to fall, Marlene held his weapon and moved between the shelves with empty boxes of bandages and gauzes continued walking looking eyes, narrow corridors showed a terrible disorder as if someone had hurgado between theseMarlene continued until the end of the third and last Hall in which the opening was even longer Hall, Marlene road by this feeling chills to see an endless number of jars containing human parts, while continued became a kind of capsule in which one could see the mutilated body split into parts in the form of almost 5 cm wheelsa deep disgust toured the body thinking that that severed object was once a human being, a tag read "parasite alpha and your complexion", along with a folder he said, Marlene rose her and gave realized I had photographic images they had taken him to the severed corpse, one of the pages that lay inside the folder had a fragment which was annotated "the parasitic alpha to find a subject inserts you a nerve "name membranal cartilage, which extends through the nervous system to reach the spinal cord and climb until reaching the brain, where merge with the brain to form a complete symbiosis, being infected now act according to distinctive rules of the hive, but the first thing tend to do instinctively eat..."
Marlene felt a chill reading this, "parasites, hive, feed first instinct";
What the heck were doing in this place.
While I thought and saw vials a blow is heard at the end of the Hall, Marlene looked slowly and watching saw a capsule with a grey liquid, within it lay a huge being, a kind of Wolf like those who had pursued them from the platform, but this measuring approximately 2 m, being seemed to be frozen in a moment of furyby his expression and his face embedded, along with his eyes that saw vacuum that coincidentally was at the place where she stood, his eyes dry and cold go to the front, without blinking noting the gap dipped in that liquid, Marlene came to see with certain horror dementia itself, on this had a tag that said, "liquid danger nervous, subject name code: Coyote, bravo parasite beta version".
Here were developing them, Holy God, would kind of place have we come?

Marlene felt a terrible fear, looked back to be inmutado by the liquid surrounding it, in that little go and come in a matter of seconds watched with horror as the be had flipped their pupils towards it, Marlene recoiled and pointed his gun to be giant bottle by instinct, being in all its horror was alive and was aware of the presence of herfor a moment said their weapon remaining stood quietly pointing to the vial, which turned not to move;
Liquid nervous, now I understand, it keeps them in some sort of suspended animation, if the bottle to break then...
Sgt. Rafael Aréchiga and satin soldier Pedro de la Cruz advanced through the town, running had that had happened a major leak, no message had reached after 14 hours the day 14 March, these dates already was 15, the last message had been quite disturbing as well as mysterious, "danger of biological contamination, Queen played three movements and win"who was that you had been the person who sent the message did not for the satellite channels or any other means of military communication, but for code Morse Telegraph unit, the first part of the message clear that the biological threat was serious, but the second was a mystery, which verged on the monstrosity, if a Queen of the engineering unit had escaped meant problems enough serious, both continued until you come to the infirmary of the Rafael people turned the knob, but it had insurance, Rafael pulled out of their clothes a black card, observed the device and prepared to insert the card, when he heard the voice of the Lieutenant Cázares;
. Arechiga!
Arechiga turned to look and observed Lieutenant Pablo Cázares and cabo Jose Gomez, they cynically smiled when he saw them, the Lieutenant gave new orders;
-Go to the library and meet with others and pass check the tunnel is sealed, we will look after this place, remember we need scientists with life.
Arechiga and the advanced cross in front of them, just a short walk they listened as the other two opened the door, the library was not far there so it ran metres past the Armory and the tunnel which stopped to check that this is kept closed, Arechiga said also that there had been a leak then the worst was in the laboratory of the Zulu sector or in the Omega sector...
While they were advancing the night dew fell upon them, a silhouette came out passing Arechiga receded almost of a jump, while de la Cruz said with his assault rifle, the eyes of the rookie soldier of the cross to see that creature, a species of Wolf's 1 m 65 tall, sharp claws coming out of her fingers had 10 cm longhis gray fur was hardly distinguished in the light of the moon which gradually amounted by the sky showing its splendour as a full moon, but his red eyes shone like silent death, teeth sharp and ready to put an end to what is put in front, could be seen on its snout Arechiga pointed his rifle while he identified being that it daunted them only with their presence;
Holy God this is a copy of bravo, a wolf.
Arechiga pulled the trigger on his assault rifle, while the warm spring breeze has dyed blood.
Lieutenant Pablo Casares noted those bodies on the floor of the nursing, they were not more than human espadrapos, but none was scientific Omega sector, they were only employees of public sectors, I knew that the survivors would be hidden, so it would be quite difficult to find them;
Only encuentralos and completes the order, recovering the samples and won't have that worry of life.
Casares little worked as a Lieutenant in the GANFE (amphibious special forces of the army groups), but someone recommended it in research and development of the army, long ago a man had hired him, he seemed to know everything what they did in the town of Tilantongo, someone wanted to buy what there prepared the commanders, so the know offered;
Spearhead.
He knew that Gomez was an ambitious soldier, his work fascinated him only by the plain pleasure of being above the law, sometimes Pablo Casares wondered if Gomez is masturbated with the idea of killing or murdering people, no matter who they were...
-They are well dead-.
He said Gomez., Lieutenant Casares looked the room with some poignancy and answered Gomez;
-Better so we saved time, I think we should...-
A sound broke the silence of the night in the town, someone shot with an assault rifle, it was obvious that it was one of their own, and was in trouble, this was joined by a second blast from another direction, a more much to the distance perhaps South, Casares radio and told his men;
-Arechiga, Aceveda, Machado answer!
Silence flooded the frequency while the shooting is has widened, Casares ordered Gomez with despair;
-Cares to coyote, I'll get you back then on the radio!
Casares rushed out of the infirmary while it took away his gun lock;
Curse yet, need them living.
Was not Gomez rather than abide by the order, I hated the place, but what lay on the floor promised you that soon there should be blood and pain, child liked to kill cats, dogs, any animal or thing that could die, however when he joined the army, could fulfill his dream, kill at point-blank range, many nights tried to deny their desire to join the ranks of drug trafficking, but be an authority and have more power that any official avoided it is, however since it belonged to the area of biological control had died of boredom, until today;
Well these corpses, mean that promised madness came today, I would like to have a little fun before...
Bottom door opened slowly, Gomez said his weapon, perhaps coyote had awakened, however only saw a fragile silhouette which also pointed a weapon, Marlene said his weapon towards him soldier soldier to see low slowly his weapon and told him to Marlene;
-Quiet, we come to help-.
Marlene under his weapon, observed the soldier and I sigh, felt a glow of hope although he knew somehow that it was a band-aid on a cancer;
-You had been in the van that is located next to the platform?
Marlene nodded slowly and said;
-If me, my mother and my sisters. were
The soldier had light brown features, his Brown eyes reflected it, Marlene said herself that is not nothing ugly, but something told her that something was relatively poorly, although she could not explain it, preferred to ignore this;
-Well, we are going to look for your family-.
Suggested the military, both began walking toward the door, she followed him while progressed, Marlene thought that surely the military already knew what was happening, in that cursed people, perhaps was a good soldier, a good man, perhaps...
THUMP
Marlene felt strong pain of contraction of her womb, to expel all the air from blow, his lungs were emptied at a fast speed avoiding that it could recover as fast as the soldier had hit him in the stomach, Marlene fell to the ground on his back, Gomes took the weapon and threw it several yards from a bed remained at the bottom of the roomthe soldier smiled placidly while he dropped his assault rifle, pulled out a knife which he played grinning pleased out of their clothes and said with a malicious smile;
-Too bad that I'm not the types who like to be the hero, but you're the girls who like cheesy types, I say this from your clothes "Strawberry", do as romantic as possible, I assure you....
The soldier slowly insert the knife between the blouse and the top carrying Marlene, slowly soldier raised his knife, until button dropped the blouse and let see her statuesque cleavage possessing the teenager, slowly the soldier brandished the knife with a monstrous and terrible expression, the soldier came to her face to read it, a disgusting toured him the body of Marlene;
-Poorly baby pig-.
Marlene whispered breathless, once more fear seized her.
Not is why I so hungry...
Gomez felt that something grabbed his leg, followed by another, two bodies that appeared to have died held her legs, the third rose from the ground and lunged against the soldier, which struggled to evade the corpse which you would have thought him over disarmed him after hitting his chest again and again in an indescribable fury, this knife ended in the neck of the soldierbeing slowly began to finish cutting the neck of the soldier, until there were separate the head of the soldier, which started drinking the blood that is spilled, the other two began to be the same with the body of the soldier, Marlene remained astonished and terrified on the floor, quickly reacted, ran to the bed and ran on these passing beings that devoured the corpse that was once a soldier, however one of them realizing it, pushed one of the beds which pushed to another, on which it spent Marlene, causing the hair to the ground, Marlene fell's face down to the ground, barely reaching into the hands, quickly turned only to see beings walking towards her, your shirts torn as well as faces tanned by wounds and soreslittle or nothing is imported, one of which carried the knife wielded in the air which shone with a glare of death, Marlene, I try to get up as soon as possible, instinctively ran to the door of the cellar, but one of the beings was ahead of him and slammed the step, Marlene receded to the corner of the roombeing that he held the knife stared it, said smiling;
-Beautiful face, I want to destroy your beautiful face...--.
Marlene closed his eyes instinctively, preparing to receive the pain of a horrible death...
-No, I don't think so....
A shot was heard in the room, followed by a soft metallic sound which sounded like a coin falling to the ground, Marlene opened his eyes and saw when he held the knife fall dead, next to the door remained a young man of maybe 23 or 25 years, his short hair stood on end makes it look like a renegade thought MarleneHe wore a black t-shirt and black pants, boots military and a vest bulletproof, man raised the barrel of a gun 45 mm square, young shot back, bullet shattered the face of another of beings, threw the last against of the trying to bite him, but the young making use of an exceptional force threw it against the wall to bethen fired at this shattering her chest, Marlene was astonished to see the young, this path to see the body of the soldier, picked up something on the corpse and kept it among their clothes, young took the weapons from the soldier, the assault rifle and a pistol square 9 mm which placed on her waist, also picked up on radio that the soldier loadedOnce this young approached the corner against which remained Marlene, this Tome Marlene gun, I watch the Marlene had the feeling that the young man had advanced military training, the young man advanced toward her, Marlene still remained on the floor, I watch the young man which tended her hand, Marlene for one second doubt, but looking at the face of the young man left his doubts aside, the young man offered him his gun, Marlene took it while he told her young;
-Beautiful weapon, perhaps a sniper? -.
Marlene was surprised to notice that his words came out with difficulty;
-Not I... practice target shooting, and thou art?
The young man smiled to realize his bad manners and answered;
-Eric Saavedra, agent of Interpol, forgiveness did not expect that someone else was in this town, having known would have saved you it from the soldier.
Perhaps it was idea Marlene media but believed noted that the young man diverted gaze by saying "Interpol";
-You were in the cellar?, but if I didn't see anyone.
The young man smiled and said;
-Already expected that the military arrived, so I decided to hide, it seems miss you do not know well observe workplaces who enter, any way to hear the hustle decided to investigate.
Marlene was surprised, someone with such an ability to hide itself had to be military or an expert in concealment, the young look her in the eyes for a moment and questioned it;
-This is not the place for which hiking club of Amado Nervo school cheerleaders?
Marlene realized that her blouse was a provocative view, Marlene is covered with blouse while the young man saw the corpses, as if you find something, Marlene went to him and said;
-No, we are not cheerleading Club, chess club - we are.
Erick observed Marlene, the young man could not help but smile to sarcasm;
-No, my family and I we were heading to Earth hot, but by accident we ended up in this place.
The young man continued observing with the look at the bodies and said;
- And your family where is?
Marlene sighed and said;
-Losses in this town, I'm looking for them.
The young man continued observing the corpses said;
-It's funny, I also looked for someone.
Marlene noted the young man in the eyes, the young man continued;
-I'm looking for Dr. Patricia Ruiz, disappeared six months ago, we believe that she was kidnapped by someone and they kept it in this place.
Marlene noticed again young deflected gaze by saying "kidnapping", the young man continued;
-Do you think if you help and help me?, tu, do your name?
Marlene smiled realizing account that had not even arisen;
-Marlene Robles.
The young man smiled and laid her hand, young said;
-Well then I think you need this more than I, I hope to manage in your assault rifles group of chess.
Marlene smiled as he took the assault rifle that the young man offered him;
-In fact we manage to spear grenades-.
Eric smiled, both remained silent, looking at one another, that time was extended by a few seconds that has Marlene seemed to her an eternity;
-What?-.
Marlene replied;
-Nothing.
Marlene, turned around so that the young man be given account that had just blush;
-Socket is also radio, so we'll be in touch, I will be on channel five.
Marlene took it, was placed the radio at the waist and the rifle in the back, Eric noted the ammunition that still remained in his 45 mm gun loader, went to the door, half turned were dismissed Marlene raising his hand with his fingers making a V for victory, the young man came out of the nursing, while Marlene was a stroke of good luck at the end.