|Detour at Port St Joe
Author: prettydynamic PM
Tony Micelli and Angela Bower and their 2 children Samantha and Jonathan were looking forward to a great vactaion of sun and surf but their dazzling summer turned to a night of terror when they took a detour at Port St. Joe.Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Supernatural - Chapters: 8 - Words: 7,077 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 07-16-10 - Published: 07-03-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6107278
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Samantha looked at Angela's helpless form and despite her better judgment, she grabbed Jonathan's hand and dashed outside the hotel, dragging him and hitting the chairs and tables on their way out. Before they could go any further down the street where Tony disappeared from view, two men grabbed them as though they weigh no more than a feather.
"Let us go. You mean ol' ugly bouncer. What have you done to my mother?" yelled Jonathan.
Samantha was struggling so hard the man holding him held her on the wrist where she wore her rosary. He screamed and let her go as though he was scalded by the sudden contact. The man holding Jonathan was surprised by his companion's scream of pain, he released Jonathan. Samantha and Jonathan took this opportunity to lose the two men.
The children ran deeper into the woods to lose the perpetrators and just when they thought they couldn't go any further, they found an enormous oak that could conceal them behind its gigantic roots and trunk. They slumped wearily against the tree trunk.
"My mom…we left her there with the bad guys," said Jonathan.
Samantha pulled Jonathan closer to her like a little brother. "I didn't want to leave her but we have to get help. Maybe my father will be back soon. He'll know what to do."
"What if he doesn't come back? What are we going to do?" asked Jonathan.
"He'll be back for us and we'll save Angela," said Samantha more certainly than she felt.
Soon it was dusk. Jonathan and Samantha remained still and quiet for hours afraid that they would soon be caught by the two men. As soon as the last inch of light has disappeared, Samanatha and Jonathan quietly stepped out of their hiding place.
"Let's hide in the van. That's where father is going back," said Samantha. Jonathan nodded. Despite the rampant fear pervading in his heart, he took Sam's hand in trust and started back to the Old Brooke Bed and Breakfast where the van was parked.
As they were quietly treading the frightening hallows of the woods, they stumbled upon a huge cave the shape of a skull. A white altar lay in the middle of white circle, while torches lined the boundaries of the cave, and a frightening dark mass the shape of a beast was displayed above the entrance of the cave.
Jonathan held on tighter to Samantha's hand as he fearfully drunk the frightening sight about him. Samantha returned Jonathan's tight grasp. She didn't want to let go in case they would have to make another 100 meter dash to evade any formidable enemies that may resurface out of nowhere.
The terrifying atmosphere became even more alarming as Samantha and Jonathan heard a shroud of footsteps reverberating among the mass of stones coming closer by the minute, and hair-raising gibberish chant of deep voices. Samantha pulled Jonathan behind a huge boulder facing the entrance of the skull-shaped cave just as several black-hooded men came and formed two parallel lines facing each other on either side of the cave entrance. The leader of the hooded men emerged from the entrance of the cave carrying the unconscious Angela dressed in a flowing white gown. He laid Angela on the white altar in the middle of the circle.
Samantha and Jonathan gasped. "Is she dead, Sam?" asked Jonathan in horror.
Samantha eyed the amulet around Angela's neck. "No, I think it's the amulet that's keeping her sedated.
Suddenly two large hands grabbed Samantha by the shoulder. She and Jonathan shrieked and pointlessly fought off their attacker. Samantha remembered the effect of the rosary to these evil men. She took off her rosary and shoved it in the mouth of the attacker. His piercing scream caught the attention of the men lined at the altar. Samantha and Jonathan immediately ran off, heading for the Old Brooke Bed and Breakfast. They could feel their heart beat beating so fast they thought it would burst. Both were exhausted from running for their lives but neither thought of stopping not even when they exited the woods and reached the road.
A loud honk from an on-coming truck froze them in fright in the middle of the road. Their eyes were transfixed on the coming headlights that would soon hit their fragile little bodies but before the truck hit them, it stopped and out came Tony who immediately rushed to give the children a tight hug.
"Samantha! Jonathan! Am I glad to see you. Where is Angela?" asked Tony.
Samantha and Jonathan collapsed into Tony's arms in relief. They now felt safe in Tony's arms. "Dad, they got Angela. You've got to help her," said Sam.
"Stay in the truck. Lock the doors and keep the motor running. I'll go get Angela."
Samantha grabbed her father's arm. "Wait, dad. Are you wearing a cross?" she asked.
"I always do," he told his daughter.
"You'll be needing it dad. They're afraid of my rosary..."
"There's that thing around my mom's neck that's keeping her asleep," said Jonathan.
"Don't worry, champ. I'll get her back, I promise," reassured Tony.
It didn't take long for Tony to find the gathering of the black-hooded men at the skull cave. He knew he had no time left to plan his rescue. A glistening blade was poised right above Angela's heart and just before it hit her bare skin, he hit the man holding the blade and broke the amulet around Angela's neck. No sooner had it left her person did she wake up.
"Tony!" exclaimed Angela.
Before Tony could take Angela, the men started attacking him. "Run, Angela," he ordered.
Tony hit one man after the other. He was successful in beating them until a great number attacked him altogether. He felt himself weakening from the fight but his desire to protect Angela was greater. He heard her piercing scream and found one of the man catching her. He remembered Samantha's advice. With the last ounce of strength he pushed the men attacking him and fought his way to Angela. He stabbed the man who caught her with an army knife and before the other men reached them, he took off his cross that was hidden inside his shirt and placed it around Angela's bare neck.
He glanced around and found themselves surrounded. "This will protect you," he said.
"Just have faith and all will be fine. The children are in the truck outside the woods. Run to them Angela, save yourself."
Angela looked at Tony tenderly, her eyes glistening with tears as she stifle a sob. "I can't leave you, Tony. Please we have to try..."
Several men grabbed Tony. They tried to grab Angela but the cross around her neck was blinding them, they couldn't lay a finger on her.
Tony saw hot tears flow from Angela's brown eyes as he felt a hard blow on his back, sending him sprawling on the ground. He could feel his weary body begin to crumble, his breath beginning to slow down. He wanted Angela's face to be the last thing he sees.
He glanced up and found her beautiful face looking at him tenderly. Tony smiled as he heard her gentle voice soothed the searing pain as she whispered, "I love you, Tony."
Tony gasped for breath, trying to stay awake just as he thought he was going to sleep forever, he was jerked awake by a loud noise.
Tony looked around him, startled. He hit the brakes of the van just in time or he would have hit the white Sedan in front of him.
"I'm sorry. I must have dozed off," he explained.
Samantha and Jonathan sighed in relief as the van's speed became steady again. Tony looked around and found himself back in his van, the children noisily playing at the back and Angela sat beside him, busily reading reports from the office.
"I want to go to the bathroom," said Jonathan.
"I told you to go to the bathroom before we leave," he said.
"That was hours ago," said Jonathan.
Tony pulled over the gas station and brought Jonathan to the bathroom. He went in the convenience store of the gas station with Angela and Samantha.
Angela eyed him. "I hope you're not thinking of looking for a short-cut to the resort. It's still safer to stick to the high way," said Angela.
Tony gave her one of his charming smile. He touched her face in jest. "Don't worry, boss, this time, I definitely won't take the short cut."
Suddenly a brunette little girl tugged at Angela's dress. "You're so pretty. I want you to have this," said the little girl, giving Angela a strange necklace.
"How lovely, " said Angela, "What is your name?"
The little girl smiled, "Jacinda."