Hi guys, Horror Movie Fan here with my new series. It was fun writing my hybrid series and now here's something new. Enjoy the first chapter, rated for multiple reasons including child abuse, child neglect, abandonment, lemons/lime, language, character bashing and a few other odd and ends, and AU.
Three families, the Butterfly family, the Ordonia family and the Lucitor family stood in the backyard of the Lucitor house, enjoy the warm summer sun. The three teenagers, Star Butterfly, Janna Ordonia and Tom Lucitor groaned with boredom as they leaned back on the steps and looked up at the sky before the entire backyard was flooded by a bright light.
The three teenagers looked around in confusion and spotted a half Latino teen around their age wearing a red hoodie, looking around, equally confused, "Hey!" Tom shouted and the Latino teen looked at them, "Who the hell are you and where are we?"
"Marco Diaz, I have no idea and who the hell are you three?"
"Star Butterfly, Janna Ordonia and Tom Lucitor," Star introduced them before the four teenagers continued to look around.
Janna sighed and shook her head, "Well we don't know where we are, or how we got here, but how about we find a way-" before she could finish, the sound of hoofbeats filled the air, galloping closer to the four teenagers.
Looking up, the teenagers spotted four horsemen, one in red armor, one in blue armor, one in green armor and the fourth in a black cloak riding towards them. Stopping in front of the four, the four horsemen looked down and the one in blue armor looked at Star, "Star Luna Butterfly,"
Star's eyes widened while the horseman in green armor looked at Janna, "Janna Megan Ordonia,"
Janna arched a brow as the horseman in red armor looked at Tom, "Thomas Brian Lucitor,"
Tom stared at the horseman while the horseman in the black cloak looked at Marco, "Marco Ubaldo Diaz," Marco stared at the horseman with a cold look crossing his face, "We've been expecting you four for quite some time now."
"Great…and who the hell are you four?" Star arched a brow.
"I am Famine, the First Rider," the horseman in blue armor answered.
"I am Pestilence, the Second Rider," the horseman in green armor said.
"War, the Third Rider." The horseman in red armor said.
The four teenagers looked at the four horsemen with wide eyes as the horseman in the black cloak said, "And I am Death, the Pale and Final Rider," the four teenagers swallowed hard as Death continued to speak, "We are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and-"
"We know who you are!" Janna hissed and narrowed her eyes, "The question is why are we here and why have you been expecting us?"
"Wanting to get to the point I see," Famine dismounted before stepping towards Star. Holding out his right arm, Star looked down and saw a thin stick resting on his palm, "Star Butterfly, you have been chosen to be my successor and become the next Famine. With this Wand of Despair, you will destroy crops, be it natural causes or with locus, along with several spells to protect you and your loved ones. Use it with responsibility." Star took the wand with hesitation and Famine slightly smiled.
Pestilence dismounted from his horse next before walking towards Janna, "Janna Ordonia, you are named my successor. I am trusting you to spread disease throughout the world with my Arrows of Illness and my Bow of Righteousness," Pestilence handed Janna a pack of arrows and a solid oak bow and Janna slowly took them out of the horseman's hands and Pestilence smirked.
War was the next to dismount from his horse and walked over to Tom, "Thomas-"
"Can't you just call me Tom like everyone else?"
War took a deep breath and shook his head, "Very well. Tom Lucitor, you are named my successor and will be the next War." He held his hand out and Tom looked down to see a red stone rest in his hand, "With the Stone of Life, you will summon demonic armies from the underworld to bring forth war on the surface. I trust you to bring chaos wherever you go." Tom slowly reached for the stone before picking it up and looked it over as War chuckled and shook his head.
Death took a deep breath before dismounting and stepped towards Marco, and stared down at him with icy cold eyes, "Marco Diaz, I am naming you my successor in being the next Death," Death held his scythe out and Marco looked it over, "The Scythe of Misery, she will reap the souls of the damned and from there it is you decision on where they go. Heaven, hell, or you can simply devour them," Marco looked at Death in confusion, "As the new Death, devouring souls will not harm you in any way." Marco reached up and took the scythe from Death and stared at it with narrowed eyes as Death gave a sickly smile.
The four teenagers looked up and stared at the four horsemen and Marco growled, "What's the catch? No one is suddenly named a successor of one of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, much less all four."
"Heh, Death, your successor is an intelligent one," War chuckled before looking down at the four teenagers, "You're right, young one, if you were not our successors, our weapons of choice would have killed you on the spot, but seeing as you four are still living, you four are expected to take this seriously. You will not use the weapons for your own gain unless you want to stand trial and if found guilty, all four of you will be stripped of your new titles and you will be sentenced to death."
The four teenagers looked at them with wide eyes and Pestilence sighed, "Also, if one of you die, all four of you will suffer. Be mindful on that,"
The four teenagers looked down at the items in their hands as Pestilence continued, "And this should go without saying, if you are to tell anyone of this, be sure they are trustworthy to keep this secret. If word gets out that new Horsemen of the Apocalypse have been chosen, all hell is going to break loose and the world will be out to kill you four to put a stop to the inevitable."
"Can we tell our parents?" Janna questioned.
"You three can," Famine said before looking at Marco and Marco narrowed his eyes, "You have a reason not to tell your family, am I right?"
"Shut up," Marco hissed, "No one needs to know about that,"
Star, Janna and Tom looked at Marco in confusion and Death sighed, "Very well. You four also can manipulate certain elements. Marco, as the new Death, you can command ice,"
"Tom, as the new War, you can manipulate fire,"
"Star, as Famine, you have the power of wind."
"And Janna, you command the waters, be it oceans, rivers, streams, any body of water, you can manipulate it," Pestilence said, "We will send you four back to the surface world and contact you four within a few days." Before the four teenagers could argue, they were surrounded by a blinding white light.
And here is the first chapter to the first part of my new series and I hope it turns into something. Please enjoy the first chapter everyone and please let me know what everyone thinks.