The puppet House
Chapter one
The Myth
It was said that this house was hunted by ghosts and all sort of spirits, it was said that you could hear a chill giving scream coming out of the house, it was said that once there lived a great man with a lot of talent.
It was said that the great man was a puppeteer. A man who mastered art of creating puppets, it was said that the man became just like a puppet himself. No emotions, no sights of getting older – just like a puppet. The only differences between them where that he was alive - they where just mindless creations. Beauty and grace, but no life or company in them.
It was said that the man went insane.
It said that he would catch people and bring them back to his house, to talk with them to make them stay with him. But no one agreed they were just too scared of him, so he would punish them. He would make them in to his puppets…
Ah yes… It was said that he made puppets out of real people, made them feel every bit of pain. Pain that he felt inside his cold heart. He would slice them, sew back parts together, put strings and make a lot of other terrible things.
But like once he said:
"Art is something beautiful and for Eternity, and ever lasting thing"
You could see shadows rooming around the house, it walls, windows. They said that the great man was dead by now, but once in a while a light would appear in the room that once was the mans room, and that you could see an silhouette of a person. Silhouette of a man…
Some people never knew this mans real name, some called him psycho or just completely tried to ignore him. But once in some old scrolls, was found a name. Written in beautiful hand writing, with such a grace only a puppeteer like himself could. There was a scorpion, a blood red scorpion and near it was written:
Akasuna no Sasori
This scrolls was from his family, it seemed that whole Akasuna family was puppeteers. No one knew what really happened to his family or to such a talented man, to become a dangerous psycho, a killer if you can say that.
Now a lot of people just say this Myth to scare their children so they would not go there and wouldn't get in trouble. Now it was just a Myth to scare other people away – from praying eyes. But no one knew the real secrets that were hidden in the house, didn't know that those screams were real, and haven't seen the walls covered in blood….
They didn't know that every little bit of thing they created - to scare everyone – was real. Everything happened. And a lot of people went missing. But no one would really notice, no one really cared what happened around them. Not any more…
Now it was only a Myth…
A Myth about…
The Puppet House…
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A/N: Well here you have it –cheers- My new story and its first chapter… It isn't long…But hey it's only the beginning, I'll try to make them longer…
Gonna tell you now…It's going to be dark with romance or something like that…mhm…Anyway next chapter's gonna be out soon, I'm on it already ;
And omg sorry for all the "it was said" but really, I have read so many books that began like this –sight- must be rubbing on me or something xD
Oh and of course I DON'T OWN Naruto or anything in here… Well except the idea... I think xD