Hollywood Undead Charlie Scene Mask Novels & Stories

(Layla) I spun around at the sharp impact on my back, my heart leaping into my throat. Annie sat in her wheelchair wearing the most horrifying rubber mask I’d ever seen. Bulbous red eyes bulged from sickly green skin while jagged yellow teeth protruded at twisted angles. Ridged black horns curved up from its grotesque forehead, making her look like a demon spawned from the darkest corners of hell. “Gotcha!” Annie yanked off the mask, doubling over in her wheelchair. Her laughter peeled through the room. “Your face! Oh my god, your face when you turned around!”

Going on alert, I move slowly until my phone goes off again. Booth in the back corner. Lifting my gaze, I look in the direction that I’m instructed to go, and when I find a figure dressed in a black hoodie with the hood up watching me, I quicken my pace. Not speaking, I slide into the seat in front of the one waiting for me, and when his head lifts and his eyes meet mine, I find myself staring at a ghost. “Charlie,” I hiss as he pulls back his hood to reveal his scarred face. “Why are…”

I have no power over the large sobs that well up within me echoing sharply around the theater. Charles lets go of my body as he walks a few inches back away, the bound springs me back to a hanging position. I feel his sperm flow down my inner thighs, which causes me to glance down, and I watch it drop down onto the floor, mix with my blood. I Look back up to Charles hoping for some mercy, It's only now I recognize that he is wearing the smart contacts lenses as he motions his hand to air swipes command punching on the holographic feature that he and whoever has those lenses on can only see.

Her final throw sent him hurtling in my direction, landing inches from me and he doesn’t get up, his eyes swollen shut, a streak of red trickling from his mouth. Charlie saunters towards Harrison growling, blood dripping from her mouth, she catches sight of me and I can’t read her but I keep my distance as she stands on Harrisons chest and wraps her jaws around his throat and with one final tear she separates his head from his spine. I’m shocked, I never thought she would have it in her yet having her other half present has changed her, using her head she gestures for me to come forward, hesitantly I step forward into the small clearing where Charlie is now cleaning herself whilst sat by a w

He grabbed Charlie by the hair, dragged him all the way to Sylvia, and slammed his head into the ground repeatedly. Thud! Thud! Thud! Each impact echoed through the room, followed by Charlie's cries of pain and the sickening sound of bones breaking. Marissa and Lucy's expressions turned ghastly pale. They screamed at the gruesome sight. "Stop! You're going to kill him!" It didn't bother Frederick; he smashed Charlie's head harder and faster. Charlie was on his last breath. He shouted desperately, "You can't kill me! I'm with the Underground King! If I die, your whole family goes down with me!"

I couldn’t sleep anyway, I’d be better off helping the others downstairs and I had a big hint that Kane wouldn’t be in that room for long. As soon as I swerved into the living room, my annoyance told me that I wasn’t ready for what I saw. Dash and Hilda were seated in the living room, surrounding Charlie who had emptied the contents of the duffel bag and was using some pincers to examine them with illumination from his torchlight. They turned pale when they saw me and reluctantly got on their feet. Charlie didn’t seem to notice because he was nudging his glasses, pointing a flashlight onto what looked like a… was that wolfsbang?

With a sudden move, she seized Reive’s neck, squeezing his throat mercilessly. She would have killed him. If he hadn’t been the Undead King. In a flash, the necromancer pushed aside her hand squeezing his Adam’s apple. As soon as his hand touched that of Livia, her bony armor fell to the floor with a nasty crack. The dark mask fell off, returning the duchess to her normal appearance. The woman smiled. “You’re good. You’re very good,” she licked her lips, as if what had happened was just an interesting game.

"He died mid-transformation because he was trying to mate and mark his partner. This kind of accidental error takes place, and it's unfortunate. You know how Omegas try to match the strength of Alphas." I said it,with a smirk, obviously glancing Charlie back and forth. My wolf went still and silent. I scanned the faces. The girls giggled—right or wrong, it was their favorite bad boy on it. But those sea-blue eyes still had a smirk on. Then she raised a finger up. "Yes, Miss Charlie. Is it a question?" "An observation, actually, Professor." "Go on." Professor Lydia motioned. "Jayden didn't use a mask nor gloves. I'm just scared he might get infected with any virus from the cadaver."