Chapter 1: Setting the Stage

Chester sat down on a hillside in the middle of ringworm forest. He felt more relaxed than he had been in months cause this was indeed the first time in months that he was free. He took a long breath of the calm night air. It felt great. It was the end of March and the climate was chilly but just warm enough for the polyester dressed boy to enjoy it. A white moth came flying towards him. It flew in midair right in front of his face. At this point in his life Chester welcomed the sight of any living creature. Slowly, as to not scare the insect he reached out his hand. The moth landed between his thumb and his wrist, seemingly pleased with the new surface he landed on. Chester's eyes suddenly became red and his skin turned obsidian. The moth became limped and fell lifeless to the ground. A new conscience had taken over Chester's body and it rose up from the ground like a newly awakened zombie.

Chester found himself sitting in a vast empty dark space with a window to the outside world hovering above. Chester was inside his own mind. His body was once again controlled by the nefarious parasite Kid Rot.

"No, no, no!" He shouted while punching the floor that was just as black as the rest of the room.

"Did you enjoy your break, little Chester." A growling dark voice humored from behind the shadows. Kid Rot's conscience stepped into the small light of the room. He had the same body form as Chester but he was taller and with Kid Rot's skin color.

"Why do you keep doing this?" Chester meekly asked.

"Why? For hope of course." Kid Rot replied snakely and with a sadistic smile. He started circling his host's shivering soul. "A mind can't survive without hope. Letting you out of the box every once in a while keeps your tortured mind from fading. If you faded away who would I have to torment?" He stopped in his tracks and his eyes grew wide. "The Grossologists, yes. Hehehe."

The mentioning of Abby and Ty made Chester stand up and angrily stare at the parasite. "Leave Ty and Abby alone. What have they ever done to you?"

Kid Rot's body stiffen and he rashly turned around at Chester. "They tried to DESTROY ME!" He jumped at Chester and punched him in the face. The teen tumbled to the floor. Kid Rot loomed over him. He stepped on Chester's face and twisted his foot as to burrow it into his sensitive skin. "They tried to separate us Chester. I am many things but forgiving is not one of them." He saw a single tear pour out of Chester's eye just underneath his shoe. He reluctantly stepped of the quivering boy. Kid Rot loved torturing the boy but he knew that if he overdid it Chester's conscience would die or get amnesia. He wanted him to fade away slowly like a rotting tree. "All is in place for my magnum opus. I will soon destroy Ty and Abby will be mine." He proclaimed.

Chester curled up in a fetal position. "Why? She hates you, she wants nothing to do with you." He pleaded.

Kid Rot got a sadistic glint in his eyes. He leaned in to his hosts face. "Hates me, don't you mean hates us." Chester turned his face away from Kid Rot's. The parasite stroked the boy's hair inconvincible reassuringly. "You know I only wants to protect you baby."

Chester shacked his head with closed eyes. "No, no. I never believed that. It's only a lie. All you want is to destroy my life and the life of everyone."

Kid Rot smirked and rose up. "You still have a verse to play little Chester but don't worry. Soon it will be over…for all of you." Kid Rot stepped back into the shadows, all out sight for Chester. "Poor little useless Chester. No friends, no family, all alone in the rot." The tormentor's voice echoed thru Chester's mind.

Back in the real world. Kid Rot walked into a cave in the middle of the forest. The faint moonlight allowed him to see the outlines of the granite cave's stalagmites. He could hear the scurrying footsteps of cockroaches and centipedes as well as something bigger slowly moving in the cave but outside his sight and he couldn't really pick up from where the sound came from.

"I know you're here. There's no reason to hide." Kid Rot boldly shouted. He smirked a bit. "You know, I did meet one of your children outside. His exoskeleton tasted delicious after I rot it."

Insectiva suddenly jumped down from the ceiling. Her sharp teethes and long claws barred. She punched him in his right cheek before kicking him in the stomach, sending him to wall. She was enraged over losing one of her "children" to this parasite.

Kid Rot leaned against the cave wall while getting up. "Okay, I deserved that." He chuckled.

Insectiva rose from her crouching position. Her spine made small "pop" sounds as her vertebra linked in position. Her crimson eyes studied the boy. "I don't like you Kid, not one bit…but if your plan works it will be beneficial for the both of us."

"Agreed. Do you have the goods?"

Insectiva took out an injection needle with a lucent liquid from behind her back. "Here, the hybrid has been genetically produced after your wishes." She hissed and handed him the needle.

Kid Rot took out a plastic strap from his pocket. He wrapped it around his upper arm and used his teethes to pull it so it would tighten. He jabbed the needle into his swollen arm and injected himself with the liquid. "You know, the idea to combine the DNA from different prokaryotes was mine but the brainwork to have it come into fruition was all yours." He stated.

Insectiva was unmoved by Kid Rot's attempt at flattering. She hated him. He was nothing but a needlessly sadistic maniac. Nothing would give her more pleasure than to rip his throat and leave his body to her hungry children but the benefits of their collaboration would out weight her discomforts. "I still trust you to keep up your end of the bargain." She spat.

"Of course. Once I destroyed the grossologists I will rot Ringworm to the ground, turning it into a giant compost heap. The perfect breeding ground for your creepy crawlies." Kid Rot smirked viscously.

"It surprises me you haven't asked me to help you contain the grossologists." Insectiva cocked an eyebrow. "Is there something you haven't told me?"

"Nothing you need to know, besides with my new powers there's nothing they can do to stop me." He replied while walking out of the cave. "See yah."

A few hours later…

Kid Rot leaned against a tree while overlooking Valentine Resort. It was a romantic hotel by a nearby lake and fairly far away from town. It had wine-red walls and a white ceiling. The perfect place for a romantic getaway wouldn't you agree Chester. He thought to himself and made his way down from the forest hill.

He walked thru the entrance. The lobby looked like any other resort lobby to Kid Rot, not that it would matter in a couple of minutes anyway. He walked up to the reception. The receptionist was a middle aged man in a tuxedo with a beard. His eye scanned the teen. Kid Rot's stench and strange skin color disturbed him but he tried to appear casual.

"Evening, can I help you with anything?" The receptionist asked.

Kid Rot gave him a toothy smirk, already picking up on his nervousness. "I like to rent."

The receptionist nodded. "Okay, how many rooms and at what date?"

"All rooms. Tonight until I don't need them." Kid Rot's entire facial expression radiated sadism.

"I, I'm sorry that can't be done. We are fully booked until next year." The receptionist stammered.

Kid Rot pouted. He glanced down at the cahier. "What about this date?" He suggested and put down a finger on the open page.

The receptionist leaned down to look. "Which one?" Kid Rot suddenly grabbed the man's head and pressed it against the table. The receptionist screamed in pain as his skin, flesh and bones started decomposing from Kid Rot's venomous touch. Kid Rot held him down until there was nothing left but black bones. He then walked up to a beam in the middle of the room. He placed a palm on the beam and smirked as the rot spread thru it and infected the rest of the building. The walls turned an unhealthy color and planks and debrief fell from the ceiling.

A couple in their thirties came down the stairs. "What is happening?" The man asked. Kid Rot turned to them and silently took in their fearful expressions at his sight. He fired a blast from his hand which hit the man that turned black and crumbled to the ground like a wet paper-bag. The woman screamed in horror. Music to my ears Kid Rot thought before firing another blast, hitting her in the chest. She fell to the ground and started spiting and spasm until the rot reached her heart.

The maniac walked up to the bodies. He heard footsteps upstairs. Knowing the remaining guests was probably already alarmed he went into business. The hotel was soon filled with the screams and rumble of dying costumers. Once done with his gruesome doing he returned to the lobby.

He stretched out his arms in the middle of the chaos, like a rock-star greeting his audience from stage. "All is ready! The stage is set, I am jacked up and the audience is waiting. The only thing missing is my date. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Author's Note:

This is the first in what I hope will be a long-going story. One major diffrence between this story and the original series is that Ty & Abby are between 17-18 years old, which is why they are attending Ringworm High (as appose to Junior High in the show). I think this will give the story a unique element to it.

The first couple of chapters will be very horror related but the later ones will definitely be more romance related. I have every intension to make this the ultimate Abbster fanfic. Like most of my stories I don't know when I will update this.

Your reviews are greatly appreciated.