Author's Note: I am cpf7 and this is the first story I have written on FanFiction. One of my favorite games for a long while was ACNL, and I have decided to take a dark twist on this very game. The first chapters are short, but they will get longer as the story carries on. A bit of background:
Riverton was a failing town. Animals were moving out after Mayor Tortimer retired. Tortimer tried to pass on the ranks to his new secretary Isabelle, but she refused. None of the shopkeepers on mainstreet were interested either. The few animals left after Tortimer's retirement(Goldie, Pierce, and Static) also did not want the responsibility of rebuilding the town. Tortimer left and the next day was replaced by a man named Andrew, who entered town with an unbreakable swagger and giant map. No one knows how he was appointed, let alone got here, but he changed the town drastically.
Andrew had an authoritative approach. While some of the restrictions he added were not at all bad, he resorted to some dire methods to help rebuilding the town. For example, citizens were required to pay for public works projects on a daily basis. Citizens were to shower the mayor with gifts and compliments. And, most chilling, no one could leave until glory had been restored in Riverton.
On the outside, however, Riverton looked like a promising new experience. Surely, animals started to move into the town, and soon there were 8 villagers stuck into their new routine. Of course, they couldn't complain. Who knows what could happen if they made the mayor upset. Besides, Officer Cooper kept them safe, the economy was exploding thanks to a "Bell Boom" policy, and mainstreet was profiting from new stores.
So while villagers may have had a little less freedom during Andrew's rule than they did under Tortimer, things were looking up. Maybe when the town was back, the government would be more lenient. The villagers hoped for this.
When Daytona showed up, however, things got…prickly.