A/N: Perhaps one of the greatest poets ever to live was Edgar Allen Poe. It's no surprise that I like him, right?
The Black Kitsune
In a dark set forest sat a house
Which held three young boys,
Alvin, Simon and Theodore,
And their caretaker, Roy.
Roy was a Japanese man,
Strong and noble was he,
But he told great tales and folklore,
He was never taken seriously.
On a dim evening Monday,
When the sun just began to set,
Roy began to tell the boys
A tale they would soon not forget.
"This is the tale of the Black Kitsune"
Said Roy in an ominous tone
"A giant and very hungry fox
Who likes to chomp on your bones."
"Mystical and demonic powers,
Possess this evil monster,
Could change right in to anyone,
It's hard to tell the imposter."
"If you catch yourself alone with one,
Be sure to say a prayer,
'Cause there's no escaping it,
This cruel and devious slayer."
Simon looked at the man,
His eyes filled with doubt.
"If such a creature does exist,
Why haven't I heard about?"
Roy only gave a smile.
"I truly does exist,"
He grabbed his medication,
And gave the cap a twist.
Roy began to speak again.
"I seem to be out of pills,
Perhaps you could make a run to the store?
It's just over the hills."
Knowing it was getting dark,
Theodore gave a frown.
But Simon and Alvin were ready to go.
Ready to go into town.
Out the door, the three brothers went,
And deep into the woods,
Following the path by moonlight;
Alvin pulled up his hood.
A snap was heard somewhere ahead,
And Theodore quickly stopped.
"Did you guys hear that noise?"
His voice sounded quite chopped.
"It was just a twig, Theodore."
Alvin said as he smiled,
But then a growl broke loose ahead,
A sound so evil and wild.
A tumbled log lay across the path,
And standing ready to pounce,
Was a large brown fox with large white teeth,
It's hunger very renounced.
The boy's eyes widened and they took a step back
Terrified of what they saw,
Then the creature did jump through the air,
Lashing out it's claws.
It landed right on Theodore,
And pushed him to the ground,
He let out a scream of horror,
His arms flailing all around.
Alvin and Simon turned and ran
Their footsteps filled with dread,
While the large black fox leaned down
And took a bite out of Theodore's head.
Running blindly through the forest,
The two brothers ran pursuit.
Until Simon tripped and fell to the ground,
His foot caught on a root.
"Help me, Alvin!" He screamed in terror,
His brother stopped and turned,
But only in time to see another fox,
It's fur checkered and patterned.
The fox clawed at Simon,
Ripping up his flesh,
What was once Alvin's own brother,
Was now a bloody mess.
Alvin sprinted through the forest,
Until the house he reached,
Roy was still in the chair,
"They're dead!" Alvin screeched.
"The Kitsune got them!" He began to cry,
His tears fell to the floor,
But then Roy quickly stood up
And opened up the door.
The two foxes jumped into the house,
Their coats were covered in blood,
The checkered one was black and white,
The brown one brown as mud.
"What are you doing?" Alvin screamed.
"Those things will kill us now!"
Roy gave a smile once again,
And he raised an eyebrow.
He took a step to Alvin,
His body beginning to change.
"Don't you see? They're not black."
His voice began to sound strange.
Alvin looked in horror at Roy,
The man got on all fours.
"It's the black one you need to worry about,"
Black fur grew from his pores.
"The Black Kitsune can change his shape,"
Roy growled with an evil laugh.
"And it's claws are much much sharper.
They'll cut you right in half."
Roy let out a hungry growl
And Alvin began to whine,
Roy took slow steps forward,
While the other two foxes stayed behind.
Alvin, as scared as he was,
Wondered about the two.
Roy caught his glance and bared his teeth,
"You wonder about them, don't you?"
"It's simple really, I'll explain.
They're not enough of buffoons,
To try and attack the next meal,
Of the Black Kitsune."