EPISODE ONE
The First Lesson
Have you ever read the history of monsters? No! I guess not! Not when their claws are scratching surfaces from a mile away. No one! Absolutely no one could fathom what their history entails? The blood and the gore? Flesh and blood in separate corners of the messy soil they plundered their prey into?
You do not……I repeat you do not want to know how I killed fifteen of these creatures. How I transformed from a teacher to someone fighting a thing that hates the very existence we so adore…….
I beg of you, do not hold against me my first lesson. You won’t understand how hard it is to get a job in a country that despises your hard earned degree and long-suffering.
“We’ll get back to you”, was all they said. Those well dressed men who feel the way to their salary pocket passed through my legs.
“I can’t sleep with you”, I yelled at some.
Others were simply polite throwing me out without a single word uttered back.
“Beautiful fool”, the last one muttered. And I’m damn serious. That was my last not when I noticed the way he adjusted his tie.
“You will see the wrath of Imogen”, I threw my snickers at the door. Yeah! I wore snickers! A bad rule for those looking for job but what can I say?
“David……David left me.”
“Pack your bags”, he acted standoffish. “I won’t ask a second time.”
How rude are men! Always feeling they can eat their cake and warm in a toaster again.
“Please”, I played victim. “I swear I forgave Jessica.”
“Forgave”?, He looked scared. “You almost killed my sister out of frustration. Who on earth wakes up one morning and takes up self defence on a person suffering from sleep walking disorder? Who”?
“I said I’m sorry David”, I crawled to his knees gently taking off my bra.
“Your sex ain’t even that sweet”, he almost spat at me. “I want you and your stone looking body out of my apartment.”
“Don’t do this”, I attempted sympathy out of the blue.
“I already did”, he smiled throwing off my boxes through the window.
I cried hell especially when it dawned on me that the party hall across the street was open.
“Doomed I came to this world”, my heart confided in me but at that time I forgot I had anything like shoes.
Painful case scenario was that he sold it to some hookers I know,….the likes of the band “Crow-Like-A-Chicken.”
I felt nauseated and honestly I’m done with interviews. I’m done with people wanting sex for a meagre amount of salary. Sex can be gotten anywhere but some men chose my body to be their “anywhere.”
“Excuse me”, an old lady halted before me.
“You’re excused”, I replied rudely.
“Yes”, she chuckled. “The perfect teacher.”
“I punch all calibre of people for a living ma’am”, I said as I took a fighting stance. “I’m not a girl who can be kidnapped by some witch lady.”
“You wish!”, she chuckled again as she quietly left me to my idiocy.
“What”?, I paused as I adjusted my suit to look normal.
“Wait ma’am”, I rushed after her. “I didn’t mean to offend you, just that right now, I need a job and suddenly the outburst of that bad luck came on me.”
“Shhhh!”, She gently patted my shoulder. “Can you teach children”?
“Teach! Clean! Cook! I can do all ma’am”, I jumped eagerly.
“Then you are hired”, she stopped to take a cursory look at me.
“Just like that”?, my joy crashed alongside my proud shoulders.
“Yes my dear! You’ll teach them and solve their assignments as well.”
“It’s too easy ma’am”, I let known my suspicion.
“Not really”, she gave me that mischievous smirk.
Of course I was right to keep following her lest I forget where I would be working the next day. Her clothings were brief, too modern for an old woman.
“What’s your name”?, I asked her.
“The Boogeyman”, she attempted a joke……or was it?
“Don’t think too deep! Your pay per kid would make you a millionaire for the rest of your life.”
It is times like this you wish “Alice in Wonderland was real”, I said to myself but sooner than later, we were standing in front of a skyscraper.
“Wow! You must be rich”, I jaw dropped my every being.
“Appearances can be quite deceiving and that my dear is your first lesson”, she said as I was immediately pushed into what would become a demise for every good thing in me.
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“Wakey Wakey”, she snapped her fingers close to my ears.
I swore it all happened in seconds but she told me otherwise.
“You my dear Krawler have been here a year!”
“Lie!”, I shifted away from her but then I saw my eyes and they were alot brown.
“Sleep was never a friend of this place”, she settled for a bad consolation.
“I want to go home”, I looked at the old woman with all forms of disgust.
“No my dear! I promised to make you rich and that’s exactly what I’ll do”, she crossed her legs in the chair that conjured out of nothing.
“What do you want”?, I settled my breath with words that could barely be heard.
“I want your healing”, she replied. “All of it.”
“Why me? Why?”
“Because you my dear since the day you were born have been given one superpower”, she nodded.
“And what is that”?, I got up curious.
“The ability to see the monster behind every being you come across”, she countered immediately.
“You’re making no sense!”, I walked about her like a prowling lion.
“Of course you know I do”, her gaze sternly follows the rhythm of my legs. “Every being you meet mostly children incure monsters and demons from either loneliness, a bad habit or some form of abuse. These monsters if allowed to thrive cause this child to become a nuisance, a void or at a worst case, a merger.”
“And what’s a merger”?, I started to approach slowly.
“A state they can’t get back from”, she carefully adjusted her hands. “These vessels automatically become one with their monsters and times like this, only a level ten Krawler can face such chaos in flesh and blood.”
“And what level am I”?, I asked hoping for a mixed response.
“You’re a level five”, she got up walking past the chair like black smoke.
“How many of us are out there”?, I followed her steadily.
“Well few…..very few!”, She held my cheeks. “The monsters of this world are too much to be handled alone by few krawlers and that’s why I have begun with you.”
“I didn’t catch your name”, I finally accepted my fate.
“It’s the Boogeyman! Lauren Boogeyman”, she grinned as we went down a dark tunnel.
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