• On that day of the solar eclipse, as the sun moon and earth locks together in one straight line, darkness slice through the buildings, covering every edge-every corner of light, leaving the people of earth staring at the beauty of the afternoon sun covered by the moon. As the people was transcend, they did not notice a darkness, darker than the one given off by the eclipse itself. Looming behind them was the darkness of evil, given off by the most of the most horrible creatures on earth, creatures that are worse than monsters.
    Millions of them, behind each and every single human. Their teeth glimmering under the lights the children are playing with, saliva and fresh blood dripping down their jaws, dried blood and rotting flesh stuck in their teeth. Their body of a man with wings and black feathers and the last of its least terrifying, its beady bloody red eyes with the blood-thirsting lust in it.
    As they screech their inhuman laughter, the humans never got a chance to glance back at what was behind them so much as stifle a scream. In a matter of minutes, everything was gone, like the wind, a town turned to ruins. In the silence only the munching, crunching and grinding of human flesh and bones is left to be heard as these creatures of the eclipse flew back to where they came from filling the stale air with the stench of blood wherever they flew. These creatures were fast fliers and runners; faster than the speed of light fleeing back before they were bathe in natural sunlight, back into 52 years of long sleep.
    These creatures were merciless, they do not devour their own kind but whichever creature who were left behind or human who witness the scene would turn to dust just when the sun rise and never heard of again.
    52 long years were enough for the humans to forget whatever happened to that little town and was left as ruins to the archeologists. Until the day of the solar eclipse comes again, history will once again repeat itself of that demonic day and once more and once more until one day. And maybe one day, hope would appear and a hero created to rid the world of evil or doom would come, a villain to rid the world of good or maybe it’s just a never ending story of devouring and redevouring. No one would know or do you?
    -THE END