Welcome to my new story!
This one was inspired by a Vocaloid song known as "Dark Wood Circus" (in case you don't know what Vocaloid is, it's a voice synthesizer program with different voices to suit your needs. Each song created has awesome videos and great meanings—plus subtitles since all the songs are in Japanese). I can't explain what this one is about, so look on line to watch this video (just type Vocaloid Dark Wood Circus in the search engine)
But enough of the technical stuff, let's start this story.
Disclaimer: Wish I owned these characters, because if I did, I'd have lots of slash type story lines for everyone to see!
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Journey into the Dark Woods
by Green Phantom Queen
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Chapter 1-Welcome to the Dark Woods!
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Oh, you're here! Welcome!
Tonight, you will see the sad fate that many people of the world carry.
Children that God has abandoned, who relentlessly wander in the dark...
Children, who can't even carry the trembling hands that they were given...
Their tongues accidentally cry out in pain and sorrow...
Their crowns of their heads that embrace the dark clouds...
They smile as they see their mother's embrace...
Oh, the deformity. The deformity! DEFORMITY!
Come and see them...
Come and see them in the Dark Woods...
Those were the words that was plastered on the faded poster John Cena gripped in his hands. The small village of Asmodes, with its grey sky and all, greeted him like it did every day. The trotting of horses on the cobblestones rang in his ears as he looked at the images that followed the text.
A two headed boy...a woman who was like a centaur...boys that were ten feet tall...a cannibal who was chained and loved to eat fresh meat...
He hated it. He hated that they were being treated like freaks...but at the same time, he couldn't help but laugh at their disgusted state when they were trapped in the barred rooms they were in. How they were mocked at and tortured for being 'different'...he couldn't help but not feel a bit sorry for them. Why would he want to be associated with freaks anyway? It just didn't seem...normal...
"Hey!" John looked up to see his best friends John Morrison running up to him. "Are you excited? We actually get to see those freaks!"
John smiled a bit. "Yeah..." He replied. "I can't believe I turned eighteen this year...that means I don't have a curfew anymore..."
"This is going to be awesome!" Morrison grinned. "I wonder what would happen if we try to feed that monster an arm or a leg?"
"Beats me." Cena replied. "As long as we keep all ten fingers and toes, then who cares." The two laughed at their little joke amongst the crowd of people at the market place. The smell of fresh bread and of the other treats in the stalls made their mouths water.
"We have a few hours before we meet up with everyone else," Morrison replied. "Why not have something to eat?"
Cena smiled as he pulled out a few coins out of his money pouch.
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It was around 8 PM when five boys made it to the road that led to the Dark Woods. The wind moaned against the dead trees, the branches swaying in the wind as the midnight sky greeted them as they walked against the fallen leaves and dirt. Feet crunching against the soggy leaves and squishing against the mud, owls hooted and crows cawed...it set the state for a horrifying night.
Adam and Christian were already waiting for the group in front of the asylum. Despite being twins, the two boys were different: Adam was more serious, wearing a black leather jacket and a big grin on his face and a sun necklace around his neck. Christian was very shy, contrast to his older brother and was wearing a white blouse and black pants to keep him self warm from the cold wind. Both of them had matching black and white scarves to cover their necks, and black mittens to warm their hands. Adam had a paper bag on his lap, and was munching on a carrot while they were waiting.
John Cena—along with Morrison, Mike Mizanin, Chris Jericho and Phil Brooks—were walking through the clearing when he saw the two twins waiting for them amongst the stone walls. Green moss and long vines of ivy decorated the aging walls as Adam and Christian came to greet them.
"Finally!" Adam replied. "We were getting worried that you wouldn't make it."
"Happy birthday, John!" Christian replied as the two gave high-fives. "How's it feel to be an adult?"
"Relieved." Cena replied. "Now we can finally go to the asylum."
"Let me at the food first, I'm starving!" Jericho replied grabbing Adam's bag of food. "Your mom is an awesome cook!"
"I wonder who we get to see first?" Mike mused, the images of the poster coming into his mind. "They must look so ugly and freakishly disgusting."
"Well, there hasn't been anyone in the asylum for a long time though." Phil replied, trying to stare at the poster in the moonlight. "This poster was made around 50 years ago...in 1825. I seriously doubt that there will be anyone still in that place...right?"
There was some silence for a couple of minutes, the thought of seeing grotesque faces and other things crawled into their mind. Zombies, rotting faces, corpses, harsh laughter...these ideas were painted into their minds as the black gate beckoned them to enter.
"It's just an old poster." Cena said, breaking the silence. "It shouldn't totally ruin our night."
"Come on, guys." Morrison replied as he grabbed onto a vine of ivy. "Let's jump over the walls and see the asylum...if we just stand here, we won't be seeing anything." He slowly used his feet to climb to the top of the wall, the rest of group following his lead. Falling down onto the dry road, they soon saw a better look of the building.
Three stories high, dead ivy hung against unlit windows...shingles falling off the roof. The yard had yellow faded grass and a small well for water. A dead tree had a swing swinging softly in the wind...causing everyone to have chills in their spine.
That...and the sudden crunching of leaves.
"Someone help me!" A voice cried out, causing everyone to scream. A dark shadow was walking toward them...standing at around ten feet tall, its long arms stretching out toward them...the seven boys continued to scream...some holding onto the others as they felt their lives flashing through their eyes....
Underneath the moonlight, the figure was shown...a boy with purple hair in a messy bun, tiger stripes adorned his cheeks, while white makeup covered his face. Armbands with holes were covered around his arms and he also wore a black shirt and a long pair of pants that covered his scarecrow legs. He stopped when he saw the terrified teenagers, and their horrified screams. Hearing them, the person began to cry...tears falling down onto the dry ground.
"I'm sorry...." He cried out. "I didn't mean to frighten you...honest! Please stop crying...you're going to make me cry..." As he cried, the screams stopped...all of the boys looked up and saw the boy crying, and covering his face with his eyes.
"Who are you?" Jericho asked the boy. "Are you a resident of the asylum? And if you are, are you a former one or a present one?"
"My name is Jeff..." The boy replied. "And I've been in the asylum since I was 9....that was in 1823. What year is it?"
"Wait a minute...you can't be 9 right now..." Phil gasped out. "It's 1873...you would be 59 right now."
"Really?" Jeff replied, cocking his head to the side. "That's....strange..." There was some silence before he continued speaking. "Wanna see my big brother? His name is Matt!"
"I'm coming Jeff! You don't have to yell!" The seven teenagers turned to see another giant come up to them...this one had long black hair, grey eyes and wore black pants and faded shorts. He stared at the group with some fear before masking it with a smile.
"Hi there, I'm Matt. Welcome to our home...we're glad you can make it. It's a fun place..full of many happy faces that want to say 'hello'." Matt introduced. "Come on...we'll take you inside."
Matt slipped his hand into Jeff's as the brothers motioned the seven to follow...the rest were getting nervous though.
"They seem...scared." Cena said to himself. "It's as if...they have no choice to stay here...."
"And Jeff should be an old man by now." Morrison added. "Matt should be also...."
"Maybe the clue is in the poster." Phil replied bringing his out. "Huh?" He said looking at it...the happy faces of the people in the poster had changed...their snarling faces and grotesque forms covered the faded paper. "Guys...is this a joke?"
Jericho and Mike pulled out their posters...but the results were the same.
"This doesn't look good...." Jericho gulped out before turning to Adam and Christian. "Adam...Christian...what's going on?"
Adam and Christian stopped walking, and so did the tall brothers. Adam and Christian slowly turned their heads, revealing empty eye sockets and maniacal grins. Laughter escaped from their lips as blood fell down their eyes and mouth. They removed their mittens...revealing stitched-up fingers to the two. Pulling onto their scarves....they fluttered into the air when there was more to be revealed...stitches were around their necks, as if they had been beheaded and were sewn up again.
"There's a story we once heard." Adam replied. "It's called the Green Ribbon. A boy met a beautiful girl in kindergarten...what was interesting about her was the green ribbon that was tied around her neck. So he asked her, 'What is the secret about that ribbon?'. She replied that he'd tell her when they got older."
Matt and Jeff brought out chains from the tall grass handing them to Adam and Christian who were slowly walking up to their friends. The other five boys were slowly backing away, trying their hardest not to get near them.
"Then, the two grew up and went to high school together." Christian continued. "The boy asked that very same question once more, and the girl replied, 'I'll tell you when we get married.'"
Cena looked to see the gate getting closer and closer...and vines of ivy from the walls wrapping against his arms and legs...turning his head to the right, he saw the rest of his friends also being captured by the ivy as the four inmates of the asylum stopped walking....the looks in their eyes were branded into Cena's mind...he knew he was going to die soon.
"The boy and girl got married many years later." Jeff piped it, his makeup made him more like an evil clown than a sweet boy. "It was then the boy asked for a third time why his beloved wife had that green ribbon around her neck. She replied that she'd tell him when she was on her death bed."
"And finally, she was on it." Matt finished. "In a fading voice she asked her husband, 'Do you want to know what is so important about this green ribbon?' The man nodded and helped remove the ribbon...and when that ribbon was no longer on her neck...the head rolled to the side...and she died."
"Look at you all." Adam giggled insanely. "You're all going to have beautiful green ribbons tied around your necks...isn't that so lovely?"
"Just like that little girl." Christian laughed. "Now...let us tie those ribbons around your necks, and make you wonderful dolls...."
"I don't want to die!" Mike cried out as laughter rang into the still night sky. "Let us go you freaks!"
"Freaks you say?" Jeff said in a maniacal voice. "We've been here for so long, we wanted company...we wanted people to love us...they abandoned us, they ridiculed us...they made us become this...but you'll all see...you'll see..."
"Not so fast Jeff." Matt said, interrupting his brother. "Remove the ivy around their necks..." Adam snarled and waved a hand, the vines loosened their grip as the five slumped to the floor.
"I'm not like this anymore." Jericho cried, hugging Phil. "They're going to kill us!"
"What did we do to deserve this?!" Morrison said as he grabbed onto Cena. Cena just shrugged his shoulders.
"Mattie's right." Christian replied in an insane tone. "We forgot our manners...Let us take you all into the Dark Woods Circus, so that you can meet up with our friends and family...yes...we are a circus..." He giggled in an insane matter as the chains in his hands wrapped around the wrists of the victims. Matt and Jeff reached for the links tugging the group toward the entrance. It was then that the five saw the foreboding building in the darkness...and all of the thoughts and images that were in their mind from that poster were about to become a reality.
"Welcome to the Dark Woods." Adam snickered as he opened the door into the abandoned asylum.
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XD!
I am an evil girl right now. I hope this satiates everyone's appetite for more horror...because this is going to e one long ride!
(laughs evilly)
