Cocopops: I had writers block when I was writing Fallen Phoenix so I took my mind off it for a while!

Clora: So you wrote this story instead?

Cocopops: Yup! Ain't I clever!!


The Story Tree

Clora's Story.

"Hmm, I'm bored" Clora muttered, lazily hanging from a branch from an old oak.

"Same."

"Yeah..."

"Yup."

"..."

Clora climbed down the tree and leaned on the trunk.

"Hey, when I was a kid I heard a story..."


I wish to be a Centaur

Once upon a time, there was a boy... We'll call him... Myrrha!

"Hey!" argued Husky "You can't use my name!"

"Sure I can" Clora said "Are you using it right now? I guess not..."

Anyways there was a boy called Myrrha.

One day he asked his father if he could go to town for a few days. His father said he could, but the town was far away and the woods were dangerous. He warned his son not to stray from the path.

And with that Myrrha set off to town, the road was long and the people on it were few. Myrrha had been walking for days and he had still not reached the town. He soon grew hungry.

He looked at the woods. They were mysterious and dark, infested with wolves, hunters and other bad stuff like that but he could see an apple tree, full of sweet, juicy, ripe and red apples!

"Umm... Cooro you can stop drooling on me..."

"Sorry, Nana..."

The tree wasn't very far from the path, only a foot or two, so Myrrha stepped off the path and climbed up the apple tree because the largest apples were at the top. Myrrha ate around five apples dropping each core on the ground just as he dropped the fifth one he saw a deer.

This deer wasn't like normal deers though, it had a human head instead of a deer head. The human head was off a girl around thirteen.

"Help me!" Screamed the girl, when she saw Myrrha, but it was too late.

An arrow shot into her deer neck and she fell to the ground with a crash!

Myrrha saw a huntsman walk over and slash off the deer/girls head.

Then the huntsman looked up the tree and said "Get down the tree before I shoot you down."

Myrrha climbed down the tree slowly and approached the huntsman. The huntsman tied up the boy and swung him on his horse, next to the dead deer-girl. They rode for around an hour before they came across a house.

Outside the house were lots of caged animals. Pigeons, foxes, deer, horses, boar, even wolves. All with fear in their eyes.

The huntsman picked up Myrrha and the head on the dead deer-girl and took them inside. Inside the house was very different. It was filled with mounted heads on walls, animals from the forest-- and children.

"I hunted so many animals that it became easy. Too easy," said the huntsman, a horrid look of pride beneath his masked face. "I taught myself how to combine people with animals! I gave this pretty girl the body of a deer, but she was sly, I should of given her a fox body... Either way she would of gotten hunted down."

The huntsman gently stroked the dead girls face before mounting it on the wall.

"I think you should have the body of a fox. You look sly and clever." The huntsman removed his mask to show he was a huntswoman. She walked out the house and came back with the caged fox.

"Meet your new body, child!"

She placed Myrrha on a tabled and chained him down. Myrrha gave a pitiful look to the fox, who seemed to know what was happening.

The huntswoman reached out for a saw, but Myrrha then had an idea.

"Wait, wait! Why don't you give me the body of a horse!" screamed Myrrha.

"A horse? Why a horse?" Questioned the huntswoman.

"It would make me a centaur, the perfect hunter! Even the most noble of steeds could get scared or can fall, but if you're a centaur, you can run without worrying about the horse!"

The huntswoman paused. She left the house and Myrrha could hear hooves cantering away. What seemed like hours later she returned.

"I want you to make me into a centaur creature!" she yelled, unchaining Myrrha "Make me the perfect huntsman!"

Myrrha rubbed his sore wrists "But I don't know how!"

The huntswoman then explained the process of cutting off her body and her horses body then sewing then together.

"Here take this, it will lead you back to the path!" The huntswoman gave Myrrha a map. "Make me into a centaur and I'll let you go!"

Myrrha nodded. He cut off the horses head, wincing slightly.

"Quickly!" screamed the huntswoman "Quickly, cut off my legs!"

Myrrha reached for the saw and chopped off the huntswomans legs, as soon as he done that, he grabbed the map and ran!

"Get back here you little bastard!" The huntswoman had dragged herself off the table, grabbed a knife and was dragged herself out the door. Myrrha stood in horror and the legless woman came closer, wielding the glinting knife.

All of a sudden, creatures started attacking the woman! The wolves, foxes, bears, boars, horses and deer had somehow escaped from their cages and were getting revenge for all their friends deaths!

Myrrha ran off, following the map back to the path. He was safe again, even though he could still hear her screams. He made it safely back to town and lived happily ever after!


"The end!" grinned Clora.

"That was the scariest story I've ever heard!" shivered Cooro, hugging Husky for protection.

"Hey... Get off!" murmured Husky.

"Okay, who wants to tell another story?" asked Nana...