*DiScLaImEr* I do not own ICP's song nor do I own Raven… This is purely fiction and for my fun… don't sue me blah blah blah… have fun reading and review!
ICP's "Dead Pumpkins"
Take me by the hand and I lead you down stairs
And that little Jimmy is were you'll spend the next 7 years
Starving and weakening chained to the wall
Staring at a roach, hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
Yes, my little friends, it's a dead pumpkin Halloween
Twisted, warped… it all seemed so very similar in his brain, which his brain was. He couldn't tell a person from a dead cat. Not that he would've cared. He had been locked, tortured… for how long? He couldn't remember. He couldn't even think if he had a name or not.
He sat on the corner of a dark street, tattered clothes barely hanging onto his scrawny body. He had killed Him. He hadn't seen his face in years… not that he would have wanted to. He would have slowly cut it to pieces anyhow. He just bashed his head into the wall and was done with it… but now, he didn't know what to do.
A slow shiver crawled down his spine, his fingers digging into the concrete sidewalk. Someone, something was approaching. He heard the laughter… girls… women… He turned his head to spy two girls walking towards him in tight mini skirts and halter tops. He was freezing, how were they warm? He heard their talking, barely comprehending. He hadn't said a word in years. No crying, no speaking, just slowly going insane inside himself.
They were talking about him, he knew that. He watched them glare and laugh at him. He looked down at himself. His flesh was pallid, and dirty. His hair was long and greasy, like the rest of him. He felt ill, watching the two come near him and stop.
"Hey, what's your name handsome?"
He ignored the girl, trying his best to draw blood for his own hands than her skinny neck.
"Oh come on we're just trying to be nice!" The other one looked at her friend and then back at him. "What, do you not have any family?"
He craned his neck to look at both of them and then stood up, his tall gangly figure towering over them. "No, and you're family will lose you soon if you don't leave." His voice sounded different, harsh… dark.
The girls rolled their eyes and walked on. "Fine, asshole."
He watched them try to keep on walking before he stalked after them, grabbed the first by her neck and smacked her head into the concrete. The second girl watched in horror as her friend's head was crushed beneath his hands.
"No, please… we didn't mean anything… no please don't hurt me, I'll do anything!"
His head cocked to the side.
"I can drive… I can take you where ever you want… just please… oh god, is she really dead?"
He looked down at the girl. "Yes."
"Don't kill me!" Her tears dribbled down her cheeks.
He shrugged, not caring either way. He walked closer to her, leaning over her, watching her struggle with the fear he caused. "To your car."
***
"So… uh… I'm Amy." She looked at him. She had no idea but she felt a little bit bad for him… he looked like he hadn't eaten for years, let alone a shower. "Do you have a name?"
"Not that I can remember."
"Do you know where you are?"
He shook his head. "I was kidnapped years ago."
"How… did you get out?"
"He came downstairs and I broke out and killed him." His eye twitched and he looked out the window.
Amy brushed a hand through her hair. "Well… where do you want me to take you?"
"A hotel… we'll stay there the night and I'll think."
Amy cringed. She didn't know what was going on or how it had happened… but she was stuck with this man and she wasn't going to get away any time soon.
***
He looked down at her. Poor girl. She was gagged and tied to the bed with telephone cords. Tears kept spilling down her cheeks. He knew that she thought he was going to rape her. "No, I won't hurt you, but you can't leave me… Amy." His hand almost touched her cheek to brush away a tear, but he stopped himself. He couldn't have any emotions again and walked towards the window.
He looked away and out the window. One simple bird sat there. A raven, a bringer of souls to the underworld. Raven… "Raven… how do you like it?" He looked at Amy, her eyes were red and spilled tears.
Raven… yes… he knew what he would have to do now.
A/N: Haha, a story from me, surprised, right? Well… review and you may get more… to anyone reading letters--- there WILL BE A CHAPTER! I promise. ;) Review please! -Saphi
