Hi all. This is just a short story (somewhat based off of my longer story already on here) I had to write for my English class, I got pretty good feedback on it so I decided I'd post it. I got a 99 on it, and for her class that's extremely good. So yeah, now that I don't really have motivation to write I'm going to try to upload shit I've already written, which is actually quite a bit. I've started many new stories, and two of them have chapters that are upload ready, I'm just not sure I want to post them yet. I dunno why, I'm kinda weird lol:p Anyway, yeah. There's gonna be about like 5 chapters on this, plus an explanation (since it was for class I had to have one, and it's pretty much a bunch of bullshit lol). I'll upload a chapter every one or two days! So yeah, I hope you enjoy it! It's not too long, it's not even over 10,000 words! Also, Luna and Lumina are my OC's, their personalities and stuff are on my profile if you were curious. They are going to be in my newer stories as well. Yeah, so that's about it. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 1
"I hope you're all having a wonderful time!" The ringleader of Cirque du Sombre, Mr. Man, yelled to the crowd, who applauded in response. "Fantastic! We have one last act for you! Please put your hands together for Len, Luna, and Lumina; the phantom trio," he said eerily as he stepped off of his platform and the lights dimmed so low that nobody in the audience could see a thing. Mr. Man patted them each on the shoulder and nodded, "You know what you must do." They nodded and went to take their positions. Len entered first, taking his place in the center of the stage, Luna and Lumina entered from opposite sides; Luna was on his left, and Lumina on his right. The spotlights came on, shining a small beam of light on each of them, their hands hidden behind their backs. The crowd gasped in awe, for the three of them were mysteriously enticing: Len, his golden blond hair peeked out from the hood of his grey cloak and his piercing icy blue eyes scanned the crowd, his chiseled features and mysterious smirk nearly made the girls in the crowd drool; Luna in her black cloak, and her long midnight blue, almost black, hair hid most of her face, only revealing the right side, with her sapphire blue eye staring at the crowd intently and her sly grin growing bigger, she almost looked insane; and Lumina in her white cloak, her pale blue, almost white, hair covered half of her face as well, but her hood was so far over her head that the crowd could only see her menacing grin.
Len pulled out a flute and began playing a slow melody, after a few beats Luna joined in with her pan flute, and then Lumina joined in with her violin. Slowly, the crowd began to grow still, not one of them making a sound; the only sound coming from the tent was the music the phantom trio played. The crowd was completely silent and still, and Luna glanced over at Mr. Man, telling him the crowd was ready. He nodded and disappeared into the darkness; one by one, other members of the circus began moving through the crowd to pick who they thought was best. Once they heard no more shuffling from their family, Len glanced at his two partners and nodded. Lumina eased her way out of the song, followed by Luna, and then Len. The crowd snapped out of their trance after a few seconds and burst out in applause. The trio took their bows and left the stage as Mr. Man came back on. "Thank you ladies and gentlemen! You've been a great crowd! Enjoy the rest of your night, and…" he scanned the crowd, an eerie grin on his face, "Remember to tell your friends." He took a bow and the crowd applauded once more before gathering their things and making their way out of the circus theater. Mr. Man went in the back to find his crew chatting and fooling around, "You all did excellent tonight, especially you three," he winked at the trio, they all grinned from ear to ear and blushed; it was always nice to be complimented by the ringleader.
"So when can we… eat?" Gakupo, or Gaku for short, asked Mr. Man as he licked his lips. Gaku was able to control puppets, and everything else, with his mind; he was a ghoul from the Eastern part of Cirque, where such a thing was viewed as demonic. However, in Northern Cirque, nobody believed in magic or sorcery like that and thought everything the circus members did were just illusions and silly tricks. Gaku's pale blue eyes were wide, growing hungrier by the minute; he did not want to wait any longer.
Al, the demon fighter, nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I'm starving. Do you know how long it's been since I've eaten!?" he groaned and slammed his back against the wall, making a loud thud; it hurt the wall more than it did Al. Demon fighters are a rough bunch of ghouls, not much of anything can hurt them except demons and more powerful ghouls. Many people believed ghouls and demons were the same thing, but they are not; ghouls are living beings that resemble humans but are biologically and mentally different, while demons are spirits from the underworld who want to harm anyone they come by. He ran his hands through his dark brown hair and looked eagerly over at Mr. Man with his vibrant yellow eyes; he wanted food, and he wanted it now.
Mr. Man sighed, he didn't want them to eat quite yet; he wanted to wait until they discussed the plans for the next week, "Can we at least talk for a moment first. I know how we all get when we're hungry, but I also know how we get when we start eating. You both know it's better to wait," he smirked, Al and Gakupo exchanged glances and then looked back at Mr. Man impatiently. "Excellent. Well, as you all know we are beginning to run low on potential food because our show is becoming boring to the audience. I think it's time we branch out and look for new recruits again. Does that sound good to everyone?" They all nodded quickly, wanting to go downstairs and eat, but Mr. Man continued talking, "Phantom trio, you will stay here with Ben and I. Al and Gakupo will go together…"
"Naturally," Gakupo smirked and nudged Al. The two men had been best friends since they were boys; Gakupo ran away from home four years after his father turned up dead, which was when he finally grew tired of his mother's abusive behavior. He and Al ran into each other as they were chasing their prey in the woods, which was good for the humans since the ghouls were distracted, but bad for them at the same time because Al and Gakupo ganged up on them once they were finished laughing. Eighteen years had passed, and they were still as close as ever, if not closer. Al ruffled up Gakupo's long, purple hair and smiled, he loved his best friend and he always would, no matter what.
Mr. Man looked at the two of them and smiled; it was nice to see ghouls who should hate each other get along. Demon fighters and puppeteers never usually got along because they were so equal in strength and could never seem to surpass one another, but Al and Gakupo didn't care about who was more powerful; they just cared about the circus and how they were the strongest two there. "You six may go while I split the rest up into teams," he shooed Ben, Al, Gakupo, and the trio off downstairs.
That's it for this one. It was weird writing such short chapters because I'm used to writing longer stuff! Well, I hope you liked it! Follow/Favorite and review if you'd like! Thanks for reading!