Whoo...a little darkyish fic..about Jack and Sally's daughter..she has to
stop the Old pumpkin king from tearing apart the holidays..woo..okie dokie
here we go!
Terrified Surrender
Chapter one: Scapegoat
By Nayru Toast
On foggy Halloween nights..in the year 2005 I believe.there were new legends, being concived. One was of a little girl, who was pale as the moon, she wore a skeleton mask, and danced to a tune. Along with her, was her Father, the Great Pumpkin King. He could scare the bravest of man with the greatest of ease. Along was the queen, A red head who sang, the song of an unknown grief and joy, that was spread along the land. Many of children have claimed to dance, with the Skeleton Doll, and the family of chance.
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"Riddel! Come here, It's almost time!!" Sally called out to the young girl standing on the pumpkin hill. The girl turned around to Sally, her short red hair swaying from her pale face as she looked to her with warm brown eyes. The girl seemed much like a human, yet very pale. She had stitches on her right cheek, and around her left wrist. She wore a solid black dress that reached down to her knees. She also wore pinstripe stockings, matched with black boots with silver star like buttons on them.
"Coming Mom!" Riddel called out, running into Sally's arms. Sally quickly led the girl into the Skellington's estate, locking the door behind them. She pushed the young girl into the cellar, quickly following her. Sally huddled into a corner, holding Riddel close to her chest. Riddel held onto her mother, clenching her eyes shut as a thud came from in the middle of Halloween Town.
Every year, Since the Pumpkin king, Jack Skellington, left to have a meeting with all the leaders of the holidays, a gang of 'bandits' came and wrecked Halloween town every year, looking for Jack or his daughter. And every year, the townsfolk hid, and Sally kept Riddel inside the secret cellar. It had been months since Jack left, and many thought he was dead..again. But many think he was gone for a reason. No one knew. But without their King, there was no protection. Riddel wasn't old enough to take the throne.
She hated it. She wanted it all to stop. Why did they want her and Dad? She hated every time they came. Last time, they cut off one of the witch's arms. Sally had to stitch it back five times to make it stay on.
"We'll find you, Skellington! Just you wait!" called out a voice. It had been a couple of minutes, then everyone came back out from hiding. It was disasterious.everything was thrown around, the town was trashed. Riddel looked at this sad excuse for a scary town..
This had to stop.
Now.
Terrified Surrender
Chapter one: Scapegoat
By Nayru Toast
On foggy Halloween nights..in the year 2005 I believe.there were new legends, being concived. One was of a little girl, who was pale as the moon, she wore a skeleton mask, and danced to a tune. Along with her, was her Father, the Great Pumpkin King. He could scare the bravest of man with the greatest of ease. Along was the queen, A red head who sang, the song of an unknown grief and joy, that was spread along the land. Many of children have claimed to dance, with the Skeleton Doll, and the family of chance.
~*~
"Riddel! Come here, It's almost time!!" Sally called out to the young girl standing on the pumpkin hill. The girl turned around to Sally, her short red hair swaying from her pale face as she looked to her with warm brown eyes. The girl seemed much like a human, yet very pale. She had stitches on her right cheek, and around her left wrist. She wore a solid black dress that reached down to her knees. She also wore pinstripe stockings, matched with black boots with silver star like buttons on them.
"Coming Mom!" Riddel called out, running into Sally's arms. Sally quickly led the girl into the Skellington's estate, locking the door behind them. She pushed the young girl into the cellar, quickly following her. Sally huddled into a corner, holding Riddel close to her chest. Riddel held onto her mother, clenching her eyes shut as a thud came from in the middle of Halloween Town.
Every year, Since the Pumpkin king, Jack Skellington, left to have a meeting with all the leaders of the holidays, a gang of 'bandits' came and wrecked Halloween town every year, looking for Jack or his daughter. And every year, the townsfolk hid, and Sally kept Riddel inside the secret cellar. It had been months since Jack left, and many thought he was dead..again. But many think he was gone for a reason. No one knew. But without their King, there was no protection. Riddel wasn't old enough to take the throne.
She hated it. She wanted it all to stop. Why did they want her and Dad? She hated every time they came. Last time, they cut off one of the witch's arms. Sally had to stitch it back five times to make it stay on.
"We'll find you, Skellington! Just you wait!" called out a voice. It had been a couple of minutes, then everyone came back out from hiding. It was disasterious.everything was thrown around, the town was trashed. Riddel looked at this sad excuse for a scary town..
This had to stop.
Now.