-Chapter 1-
The fog thickened as I made my descent down the steep hill guiding my horse down the barely noticeable track. Above me I could hear the claps of thunder that sparked through the clouds, occasionally clearing the dense fog. Nearing the end of the hill my stomach rumbled. I groaned twisting my neck to face Grass the Blast, AKA my horse, Grass for short.
"Ugh! Grass, ya see what happens when you steal my burrito I've been trying to save since I left the castle?!" I whined steadying myself as I tripped over a rock, and no it was not the size of a pebble, it was the size of my pinkie-there's a difference!
In response to my question all Grass did was stare at me blankly. I starred at him too until my stomach did another loud noise. Clutching my stomach I sighed."Well at least I still have money."
Walking through the mist I saw Grass quirk his head up. Confused I tried to find what he had noticed and ,thankfully, after a few minutes had passed I finally spotted a dark hunched figure that stood on the edge of the pathway.
Getting closer I could gather a few more intresting details about the figure or woman. First of all she wore a dark blue shawl that wrapped around her head concealing everything but her face. Her face was pretty normal though, not counting the fact that an extensive scar ran across her wrinkled forehead. The tips of the raven black dress she wore gently brushed the swaying blades of grass. Her gnarled hands gripped tightly onto a mildly used,woven basket. The basket carried a small amount of mini oranges. My eyes widened with hunger. FOOD.
"Um. Excuse me. How much is one orange?" I asked fidgeting with my fingers.
"Oh! Why hello there darling. One orange is 15 dollars." the old lady's high pitched voice rang through the air. She stuck out her hand, her unevenly cut fingernails scraping lightly on my chest."Well?" she continued, her scarlet red eyes peering into my own hazel ones. I quickly dug into the pockets that covered my grey cloak that hung from my shoulders. A few pockets later I fished out a handful of golden coins."This should be enough,right?"
"Hmmmm," the old lady snatched the money away quite rudely and starred at it intently for a while before stuffing it in a pocket that was hidden by her wool shawl."It should be enough, but would you be ever so kind to lend me some more?" I starred at the woman. Her face was in pout mode and her body was even further in a hunch. Sighing I searched through the pockets again, avoiding the ones that I knew didn't have any ca-ching to bring.
Handing her the money she gave me probably the smallest orange from the bunch. As I took the fruit I noticed it had a piece of paper tapped to it. Cautiously peeling it off my food source I scanned the paper.
The letters were delicately and formally handwritten. The note's words were very strange though. Not only letters that formed the words were there familiar symbols decorated the paper. My brain was doing overtime trying to figure things out but when they did dread filled my body leaving my skin pale and mu veins visible. I turned my head facing the old lady who had gave the tiny orange. Only now she wasn't an old hag or lady she was now a robbed skeleton. Her long raven coloured dress had morphed into a robe that covered her decaying bones. The blue shawl she used to wear around her head was now tightly wrapped around her jaw. A long crack was cut in her skull in the same place as the scar, but I guess they were the same thing. I shivered away my fear,not like it helped or anything. Jewelled rings clung to her fleshless fingers, her eye sockets inhabited by glowing emeralds. Her once small high pitched voice was now turned into a deep, hollow one that echoed through the dense fog. "Foolish child! You dare set foot on my domain?! You shall suffer punishment!" the skeleton's voice boomed around me as it raised it's boney hand."The orange you posses will be your very demise. The curse will overcome you and soon you will be dead. There is only one cure but you must find that out yourself!" with a snap of his fingers he vanished leaving me in the deepening mist. Astonished I stood there paralyzed with only one thought: THAT DAMN CREEPY SKELETON HUSTLED ME! Barely aware of what I was doing I took a careless step forward and was quickly swallowed by a
dark abyss.
-A/N: HEYOOO! How ya liken this one?Well anyway…DON'T YOU THINK APPLES ARE OVER RATED?! Oranges are the way to go…just sayin-
