A Tale of Horror
Chapter 1
By Amazon
"Don't ever let anyone tell you what you don't know can't hurt you…"
-Amazon
Warning: Do not read this whole story at night. For those of you who have problems with blood and ghosts, I seriously recommend you do not read this story.
"Wakey, Rowen."
"No, go 'way." Rowen batted at the air. He didn't want to get up just yet. "Lemme 'leep some more.
"Ya know, every morning we do this." Ryo grabbed the comforter. "And every morning you get a cold shower, haven't you learned by now?"
"Just go away." Came the muffled reply. Ryo shook his head and yanked the comforter back.
"You asked for it." Ryo grabbed Rowen's ankles and pulled him off the bed.
"Wha- What are you doing?! Ittai! That hurt!" Rowen rubbed his head where it had collided with the floor and struggled at the same time but Ryo had an iron grip on his ankles.
"Making sure you stay awake." Ryo somehow opened the door without losing his grip on Rowen's ankles. Rowens eyes widened as he saw that the shower was already on.
"No! I'm up! I'm up!" Rowen shouted as he grabbed the doorframe of the door.
Ryo raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Good." Ryo turned off the shower. "Now get dressed. I'll be waiting outside the door in case you decide to sleep again."
* * * * *
"Aw, shoot. We don't get to hear blue-boy scream this morning." Kento teased as Ryo and Rowen came downstairs. Rowen glared at the Chinese boy.
"What's for breakfast, Cye?" Ryo asked as he pulled his chair out to sit down.
"Biscuits, eggs and ham. At least when I find the carving knife we will." Cye said from the kitchen.
Ryo began to sit down but stopped. A knife sat in the seat of the chair, it's blade gleaming dangerously. Puzzlement swept across Ryo's face as he picked it up. What was the carving knife doing in his chair? He shook his head and went into the kitchen.
"Hey, Cye?"
Cye looked up from where he was going through the cabinets. "Hai?"
"Found your knife." Ryo handed the knife to him handle first.
"Arigato. Where'd you find it?" Cye asked as he took the knife from Ryo.
"In my seat." Ryo shrugged. "You must have taken it with you when you put the plates out."
Cye put the knife down on the counter and checked the biscuits in the oven. "No I didn't. I put it right where it is now and I checked on the eggs and when I looked back. It was gone." Cye shook his head. "Don't worry about it." It seemed Cye was also saying that to himself.
Disappearing knives? What's next? A three-ring circus? Ryo thought as he left the kitchen and sat down at the table. Rowen and Kento were bickering again and Sage was watching them. Cye came out soon; arms loaded with the morning's breakfast.
"Yeah! Food!" Kento cheered.
* * * * *
Ryo flipped through the channels lazily. Great. Three hundred channels and absolutely nothing on. It was true. They had just saved up the money needed to buy a new satellite system and now there was nothing on but cats and mice sticking dynamite up each other's butts. He finally turned it back to BBCJ (British Broadcasting Corporation of Japan) and watched some Star Trek spin off.
Upstairs, he heard Cye and Kento racing around in Kento's video game. "Aw no! Ya killed me! How?" Kento muffled query echoed down the quiet house. Sage was, as usual, reading in his room, accompanied by Rowen, who was testing out his telescope. Ryo grabbed the soccer ball near by and started to bounce it on his knee as he watched the TV. Just as it was above his chest something hit the ball with a ssssshhh sound. Perplexed, he turned the ball over and saw Cye's knife protruding out of the side. Where did THAT come from? He asked and scanned the living room lightly. The only thing separating the kitchen from the living room was a swinging door, and that remained closed.
Without warning the lamp nearby crashed to the floor. He whipped around, finding the porcelain lamp shattered on the floor. Oh man, Sage's gonna kill me! That was his father's lamp. Noting the area the pieces were scattered by, it looked as if it had been hurled at someone and fallen short. What is going on?! He thought aloud.
"Ryo! What was that?" Rowen's muffled voice called from upstairs.
"What's wrong?" Cye joined in as the remaining boys filed down the stairs to make sure everything was okay. Sage saw the glass on the floor and the knife in the soccer ball.
"Everything okay Ryo?" he asked, somewhat shaken.
"No, I don't know what's going on around here. Oh, Sage, somehow your dad's lamp got broken."
That's what the glass was! "Nani!? Which one?"
"This one," Ryo held up a larger portion of the debris.
"Oh, dad's gonna skin me alive! What happened?"
Ryo repeated the strange events.
"Weird." Rowen muttered.
"Yeah, no kidding." Kento added.
Chapter 1
By Amazon
"Don't ever let anyone tell you what you don't know can't hurt you…"
-Amazon
Warning: Do not read this whole story at night. For those of you who have problems with blood and ghosts, I seriously recommend you do not read this story.
"Wakey, Rowen."
"No, go 'way." Rowen batted at the air. He didn't want to get up just yet. "Lemme 'leep some more.
"Ya know, every morning we do this." Ryo grabbed the comforter. "And every morning you get a cold shower, haven't you learned by now?"
"Just go away." Came the muffled reply. Ryo shook his head and yanked the comforter back.
"You asked for it." Ryo grabbed Rowen's ankles and pulled him off the bed.
"Wha- What are you doing?! Ittai! That hurt!" Rowen rubbed his head where it had collided with the floor and struggled at the same time but Ryo had an iron grip on his ankles.
"Making sure you stay awake." Ryo somehow opened the door without losing his grip on Rowen's ankles. Rowens eyes widened as he saw that the shower was already on.
"No! I'm up! I'm up!" Rowen shouted as he grabbed the doorframe of the door.
Ryo raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Good." Ryo turned off the shower. "Now get dressed. I'll be waiting outside the door in case you decide to sleep again."
* * * * *
"Aw, shoot. We don't get to hear blue-boy scream this morning." Kento teased as Ryo and Rowen came downstairs. Rowen glared at the Chinese boy.
"What's for breakfast, Cye?" Ryo asked as he pulled his chair out to sit down.
"Biscuits, eggs and ham. At least when I find the carving knife we will." Cye said from the kitchen.
Ryo began to sit down but stopped. A knife sat in the seat of the chair, it's blade gleaming dangerously. Puzzlement swept across Ryo's face as he picked it up. What was the carving knife doing in his chair? He shook his head and went into the kitchen.
"Hey, Cye?"
Cye looked up from where he was going through the cabinets. "Hai?"
"Found your knife." Ryo handed the knife to him handle first.
"Arigato. Where'd you find it?" Cye asked as he took the knife from Ryo.
"In my seat." Ryo shrugged. "You must have taken it with you when you put the plates out."
Cye put the knife down on the counter and checked the biscuits in the oven. "No I didn't. I put it right where it is now and I checked on the eggs and when I looked back. It was gone." Cye shook his head. "Don't worry about it." It seemed Cye was also saying that to himself.
Disappearing knives? What's next? A three-ring circus? Ryo thought as he left the kitchen and sat down at the table. Rowen and Kento were bickering again and Sage was watching them. Cye came out soon; arms loaded with the morning's breakfast.
"Yeah! Food!" Kento cheered.
* * * * *
Ryo flipped through the channels lazily. Great. Three hundred channels and absolutely nothing on. It was true. They had just saved up the money needed to buy a new satellite system and now there was nothing on but cats and mice sticking dynamite up each other's butts. He finally turned it back to BBCJ (British Broadcasting Corporation of Japan) and watched some Star Trek spin off.
Upstairs, he heard Cye and Kento racing around in Kento's video game. "Aw no! Ya killed me! How?" Kento muffled query echoed down the quiet house. Sage was, as usual, reading in his room, accompanied by Rowen, who was testing out his telescope. Ryo grabbed the soccer ball near by and started to bounce it on his knee as he watched the TV. Just as it was above his chest something hit the ball with a ssssshhh sound. Perplexed, he turned the ball over and saw Cye's knife protruding out of the side. Where did THAT come from? He asked and scanned the living room lightly. The only thing separating the kitchen from the living room was a swinging door, and that remained closed.
Without warning the lamp nearby crashed to the floor. He whipped around, finding the porcelain lamp shattered on the floor. Oh man, Sage's gonna kill me! That was his father's lamp. Noting the area the pieces were scattered by, it looked as if it had been hurled at someone and fallen short. What is going on?! He thought aloud.
"Ryo! What was that?" Rowen's muffled voice called from upstairs.
"What's wrong?" Cye joined in as the remaining boys filed down the stairs to make sure everything was okay. Sage saw the glass on the floor and the knife in the soccer ball.
"Everything okay Ryo?" he asked, somewhat shaken.
"No, I don't know what's going on around here. Oh, Sage, somehow your dad's lamp got broken."
That's what the glass was! "Nani!? Which one?"
"This one," Ryo held up a larger portion of the debris.
"Oh, dad's gonna skin me alive! What happened?"
Ryo repeated the strange events.
"Weird." Rowen muttered.
"Yeah, no kidding." Kento added.