The stalker of the night.

Prolouge

It happened many years ago when all of the continents of the world were just one. A creature stalked the night, hunting for prey. Hopping from tree to tree. It was called the Night Flyer. They were breeding like crazy now, at first there were only two but now there are millions of them. Consuming everything in it’s path. It was one of the horror that  everyone was terrified of. Any one that would stand in it’s way would be dead within minutes.  If you look past it’s cute appearence it is as deadly as a panther fighting a venomous snake with the venom going everywhere. That is what Grandma used to say before the terrible accident. 

Chapter one The accident

The accident happened a month ago. Me and my Grandma were walking down to the farm to put the cattle back before night fell. Then the strangest thing happened. I felt a sharp pain in my left knee. Then on my right cheek. Then my head felt like it was going to explode.

“ Lalia run!” shouted Grandma. I ran back to the house beckoning Grandma to hurry. Just as she was about to leap through the door she fell and disappeared into thin air. 

“NOOOO!”…