Author's Note:

This actually is a prologue to the story which explains the original Rozy Torch, but my one-shot covers the second Rozy, who is a cross-dressing guy. Oh well have fun reading...

Disclaimer:

I only own Rozy Torch, and Clarice Van Spitz, well really every character in the story at this point.

It was a cold night in London, England. It was that night you don't want to be outside. The day was Friday the 13th, the year was 1927 and the month of November. She was walking alone on the sidewalk at only 10 minutes until midnight. Clarice Van Spitz was a girl who had nice, though, icy blue eyes, and was about 5'3 in tall. She was 15 years old. She was walking home alone that night from a birthday party for a friend and Rozy Torch had been there. She was scared walking by herself. There had been disappearances throughout the past few months, about 5 people had gone missing, with the possibility of more unfortunates that gone unreported.

While Clarice was walking there was a light in the far cloudy distance. She couldn't see anything, but the light was getting closer and closer by the minute. When she was finally close enough to see what that light was in the cloudy distance, Clarice saw a girl in the distance carrying a torch above her head. She didn't know who the girl was, for her couldn't pin the face. However, it was none other than Rozy Torch, who had those sparkling emerald green eyes, was 5'4 in tall, and 17 years old.

Rozy was an originally a regular old girl, before the fire that had killed her English bulldog puppy, Sasha. Her brother had tried to save her, but he had died trying when the roof started to collapse. It had been a very traumatic moment in Rozy's life because she and her brother had been quite close. She wanted everyone else to suffer the same pain she had.

Clarice had no idea it was Rozy, the girl she had met at the party who was only a few years older than her. All she saw was a girl walking towards her, but still in the foggy distance. Like any other night, if you had seen that you would have ran away. Before she decided to run she had managed to call out "Who's there? …. Show yourself."

The girl in the distance told her to "RRUUNN!" as far as she could go.

Then all of a sudden Clarice ran away screaming "HELP MMMEEE!" She became really scared and ran to the police station, which was a few blocks away. When she had entered the building she was in a major panic attack. The police were questioning her about what she had seen and heard.

It had taken the police about a good 2 hours to be able to speak calmly to the other victims, then it was Clarice's turn. When it was finally her turn to be seated opposite the officer it took about a good 5 minutes for Clarice to finally talk. She described the girl with black hair, and emerald eyes, and a vague estimate of how tall the girl's height was. They told Clarice about past occurrences of the girl holding the torch above her head. No one knew it was Rozy because she was the best actress in town, despite it being a small town.

All of a sudden, it became silent, about as quite as is needed for one to hear a pen being dropped. It was perfectly silent because the police were going though other stories that they have heard thought the night. It was quiet for about a good 10 minutes. Then, all of a sudden, a crackling a sound that could be heard outside. The noise was sound of burning leaves and bushes, for nearby distance, and it starts to smell like a campfire that was trying to be burned down to the last leaf. It was the sound you hear, when something not all that good is going to happen.

Then out of nowhere, there was a voice that said "BURN!" The Sheriff, named Richard Jackson, called for a few guards to come with him to see who it was that had yelled. That's when they saw the bushed and leaves all on fire. The heard a few fire trucks pulling up as it had become more rapid. That''s when they decided to name the girl caring the torch the… "Torch Maniac!" because of all the stories and fires that kept on popping up. Sheriff Jackson became mad and said to his men and the crowd that had gathered like moths draw to the light, "Round up guards we are going to follow the person, and finally catch the Torch Maniac." As soon as the Sheriff said that everyone in the station started rushing to the squad cars, turning on the sirens, and started after her.

The cops kept talking to one another over the radio. "I see the bushes… coming up on 350 S. Maple St., so turn right." Said Herman

"I see the…" he paused. "I see them," "Someone call the Fire department to take out the fires, we'll go after the girl!" said Sheriff Jackson.

"Yes, sir." Said every cop over the radio. When they saw the fire trucks coming they told them what had happened, Chief Valier said he understood because they have been called many times about something on fire. After Sheriff Jackson talked to Chief Valier, the cops went hastily and followed the bushes.
They followed the burning bushes for about 2 blocks and when all of a sudden the girl disappeared and with her the light of the torch. They went down the alley she was running down; they stopped and searched all around. But there's nothing there, they had no idea where she had went. Before they turned into the alley Rozy blew out the torch. She had put it into her trench coat; it had fit like a newspaper in a pocket. After the torch was out, Rozy found a nearby tree and climbed to the very top, where no one could see her. She made it away free, not caught.
She retreated back to her lair, where her leader was awaited her. "Was the mission a success?" said a voice that sounded like a man's.
"Yes, master. The mission was a success. Everyone thought they saw a torch, and then watched it disappear," said Rozy.
"Good, now everyone will suffer the pain that I feel… and you of course my dear." "Of courses sir … they will now know what it's like!"
"Go get rest, you got a big day of burning and acting tomorrow."
The next morning Clarice was back at her house. When she woke up there was a bloody message on her mirror that read: "Watch your back." Upon that finding she hurried up to dress and ran out the door. She ran to the police station like she did yesterday, and told them what she had seen. Once again the cops told her stay calm and to sit down. The cops have really been scared about the girl and wondering why was she doing this to such a small city.
Out of nowhere Rozy burst through the police station doors. "I need help, someone please help me!" After Rozy said that she saw Clarice sitting in the chair and flashed a small smile at her and Clarice did the same back. The police didn't know what was happening. The Sheriff asked if they knew each other. Rozy then piped up, "Yes, we met at a party a few days ago." The Sheriff nodded, believing her reply.
That night after Rozy had left the station around 8 o'clock. She ran back to the lair where her and her master had met up. "The mission today was a complete success. I have trained you well, young girl."

"Yes, master I believe today was the best yet. The police looked so terrified when they investigated me!" Said Rozy

"Soon other people will know how we feel. Then we will get our revenge. Soon you will get your reward, dear child!"

That night Rozy and her master fell asleep in the lair's bedrooms. The master started to think. "What should I do with her… She has already done my dirty work." The next morning… Rozy was gone.

Nowhere to be seen, it was like she had disappeared. The master decided to hide the girl in a cemetery, where she could be found. The master had run away to a new town, and a got a new identity and everything. The master still roams free around the area. As for Clarice she disappeared the exact time as the master.

End Author's Note:

What did you think of the prologue? I'll have the rest of the one-shot out in January of next year so await the next update.