Alright. I don't know how this will go, but I'm going to try this. The story is based off the video game 'Desert Nightmare'. For those who don't know it is a horror mystery game, with some dark subjects. Although I will not add those subjects in this story, there still will be some dark elements. Reader discretion is advise if you are uneasy.

If you are still here, enjoy.


Rushzone: Desert horror

Chapter 1: Bolt

2018, California Wilds

Anthony Lynn: -And another thing, don't run off like you did last season. I know the first season back in LA was, bad...but you gave the entire US a heart attack when you and Rampage vanish to head to Canton.

Bolt sigh in both humor and nostalgia. The Chargers were heading through the desert towards LA for their next season there...needless to say he was being lecture by the teams new couch Anthony Lynn on last seasons escapades.

Bolt: I know...still it was fun. Just taking a break. But this year should be much calmer thanks to our stunt against that bot.

Anthony Lynn: Your missing the point...

Bolt winked and all the players in the bus chuckled, Anthony included.

Driver: Hate to ruin the funny moment, but I need to pull over and get gas.

Bolt: Perfect. I need to use the restroom there anyway.

The bus stopped in front of a run down gas station and Bolt ran out into the restroom. Both driver and Couch got out and proceeded to fill up the gas tank.

Anthony Lynn: Yeesh. This place gives me the heeby geebies.

Driver: Heard alot of rumors that this part of California is cursed.

Anthony Lynn: Curse...of what.

Driver: Well-

Suddenly a crazed man with a shot gun came barreling out of nowhere shooting.

Anthony Lynn: *Panic* GET IN THE BUS AND DRIVE!

The two ran back in and the bus sped away, the man fallowing...Bolt came out.

Bolt: Whats going on out here-*Looks around* Wait, wheres the bus? D-Did some thing happen...*Runs to the road* Crap, whatever happened, they left without me-*Tries to get a signal on his wrist watch* and no signal. So I have no way to get to the stadium or even back to Canton.

Bolt walks forward and notices a sign.

Bolt: 'Dusty Creek'. Looks like it's not far from here. I'll head there and see if I can contact my team or Rampage.

Bolt started down the road...not knowing the terror that awaited him.


Dusty creek, a while later...

Bolt sigh in both exhaustion and relief as he entered the town. The town looked a bit run down, but still had the outlook that it was not abandon.

Bolt: Finally. Civilization. *Sees a backpack; walks to it and picks it up* A backpack...looks like it was just tossed away, still looks good..*puts it on* Might come in handy. Now, finding a phone.

Bolt walks into a hotel where a young women sat at the counter.

Innkeeper: What can I do for you.

Bolt: I was wondering if you had a phone i could barrow? You see-

Innkeeper: Don't have one.

Bolt: Oh, well do you know if anyone-

Innkeeper: No one has a phone here.

Bolt: *Bit sad* Ohhhh. -Sighs- Well I guess I'll be here for a while...mind if I have a room

Innkeeper: Room 4 still available. 10 dollars a night.

Bolt: Very good. *Gives her ten dollars; gives him the key*

Innkeeper: Second floor.

Bolt: Thank you. *Sees the map* Mind if I have this map.

Innkeeper: Someone left it awhile ago, knock yourself out.

Bolt: Thank you.

Bolt grabs the map and head up...not knowing the Innkeeper was watching him.


Bolt sat in the bedroom looking at the map.

Bolt: A convenience store, a pub, and a police station. This might help me find a way to contact my team.

Bolt put the map away and headed outside. He walked into the first building 'Jim's all purpose store'.

Bolt: Hello.

Shopkeeper:...

Bolt: *Uncomfortable* Ummm..

Bolt Looks around a gets the fallowing objects; Gloves, flashlight (batteries included), and bug-spray.

Bolt: May I have-

Shopkeeper: Yes.

Bolt felt a shiver down his spine as he payed for the items and walked out as fast as he could. He reached the fence gate when.

Dog?: Barks

Bolt: *Startled* WHa-what?

Bolt looks at the dog, it whined a bit and ran off. Bolt open the gate and walked through.

Bolt: Okay...

Bolt continued to walk till he stopped at a house where a trail of dog fur was. What happened to it...The trail of blood was enough evidence to tell Bolt.

Bolt: Oh geez...*Notices a key; picks it up* Now where did you come from?

Bolt eyed the open door and walked in...nothing. Just debry and garbage everywhere. Till Bolt heard a demonic growling and ran out of the house. He ran into a abandon one and slammed the door shut.

Bolt: *Freaked out* What. Was, THAT? That was not the dog I'm certain. *Attacked by mosquito* -Pftt-pftt- Arg! *Gets out Bug spray and kills the bugs*

Bolt sighed. He looked up to and screamed...seeing a corpse and a book.

Bolt: *Horror* WHAT THE ACTUALLY FLIP IS GOING ON! *Sees the books* And what's with you? *Picks it up*

Bolt looks back at the corpse...then runs off.


later...

Bolt: 'Diary of Nicole Green...July 16th: Tim and I had to stop at Dusty Creek, since the engine to the car was damage-

Nicole Green voice over: -I hope it doesn't take to long to repair the damage because I don't want to stay in this place any longer than needed. Tim says I should try and understand that the people here rarely deal with strangers, But i still cannot understand why they are so unfriendly.

July 17th: We haven't heard from the mechanic since he took our car into his workshop. The shutters are always close and Tim is worried he is vandalizing the car. I wanted to talk to the police but no one were there. This place is so strange.

July 18th: A Indian told us we had to leave but we can't. Our car is still in the shop. My nerves are restless,-

Bolt:- I need a break.

Bolt sat on the bed. Confusion was plain on his face. It was dusk and Bolt decided to look around again. He grab the backpack, turned on the flashlight and went outside. Not a living soul was out. Looking around, Bolt found many disturbing things. Corpses, blood, and when he reached the police station...He walked inside and found it empty.

Bolt: What is wrong with this place. *Sees white stuff; looks closer to find their-* Teeth?!

Bolt backed away when he tripped on a cassette play.

Man: I-I don't know...

Man 2: WHERE IS SHE!?

Bolt was in full panic mode.

Bolt: *Fear* WHAT IS GOING ON HERE-*Sharp object pierced* OW!

Bolt grabbed his shoulder. He felt something wet on it and before he could comprehend what happened, blacks out.


Bolt groaned as he woke up...jolting as he saw he was in a torture room surrounded by people, most he recognized from today. He tried to move but found he was tied up with barb wire. He tried to created a electric wave, but nothing happened.

?: Don't bother...that injection cancels out your power.

Bolt turned to see a man with black hair and piercing maroon eyes.

Bolt: *Scared* WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!?

Innkeeper: You should have never come here...but then again, a sacrifice of a being as powerful as you will be of great use.

Bolt: *Horror* SACRIFICE!

Shopkeeper: Yes.

Man *Maroon*: You will give us power. And then we will show the world what we can be capable of!

Bolt struggle against the binds as the man grabbed a knife. Bolt panted, his eyes glowing and his body peeling away...revealing a aura body of yellow and blue.

Bolt: *Voice Echoes* NO WAY AM I LETTING YOU MONSTERS TAKE OVER!

A blast of light and electricity blasted everyone away. When It cleared Bolt had run out of the room.

Man: *Far away* After him! Before the sun rises!

Bolt ran out of the building. The sun was about to peak. Bolt found himself cornered at a well...He turned back to see the group heading towards him. With no other option...he jumps into the well...

Thump!


It was sunrise.

Shopkeeper: He's in there! *They look in* No way he survived...we'll retrivie him at night.

The group left...Down at the bottom, Bolt laid in a pool of blood. His eye was bruised, his head was bleeding perfously and he was covered in gashes and cuts..His eyes were open, tiny sparks of life remain...He heard someone...who was that...he nevered got to guess as he passed out.

End of Part 1