It was pouring outside. 'And you had to take a stroll out in the woods today because?' A 16 year old Brunet boy asked himself as he was searching for shelter.
He was pretty deep into the woods, and not having paid attention to where he was going, he got himself lost. 'Great. Logan you've got brains. Why didn't you use them?' the boy, Logan, thought to himself as he ran a hand through his dripping wet hair to get it out of his eyes, his short brown spikes having fallen flat against his forehead, poking his eyes.
He heard thunder clatter somewhere far away. 'Great, I've got to find shelter and quick. he thought, looking around frantically for anything that wasn't a tree to hide under, or in. His mother's voice ringing in his head, warning him that when there was a thunderstorm to NEVER hide under a tree, or have an umbrella over your head.
Hey? What's that? A… Mansion? he thought as he spotted a really old and big building, Probably abandoned, no one would mind if I stayed till the storm's over, right? He thought to himself as he made his way towards it. Once there he looked behind him as another flash lit up the sky and hit a tree near by. He shrieked loudly as he frantically knocked on the door. When no one came to open it, he tried the door handle. Surprisingly enough, it opened and he quickly went inside.
"Uhm, h-hello? Is anyone there?" he called, waiting for an answer. 'Course there's no one here.' he thought to himself when he didn't get a response.
He walked a little further inside. Strangely enough everything looked clean, like the house was indeed occupied. "Hello?" he called again a little louder, with more confidence.
Suddenly the door behind him slammed shut and a dark chuckling could be heard, coming from seemingly no where. He looked around frantically, scared out of his wits and trying not to scream and give whoever was there reason to hurt him, or scare him further.
"Welcome, stranger, to my humble estate." a voice echoed through the mansion. "It's not often that I get visitors. But, I must ask you to leave." the voice ordered. Then a small pause before it continued, "Unless you're up for a challenge, come find me and play a game with me. Your choice." it echoed, "Question is, do you have the courage to do so?"
"W-Who's there? Show yourself!" Logan said, a little creeped out and very scared.
"Wouldn't be much of a challenge if I just showed myself now would it?" the voice answered with a laugh.
"Oh, man." Logan whined, "F-fine! I'll play your stupid game!" he exclaimed, as he trudged further into the mansion looking for anyone, or anything. There was no way he was going back out there. Maybe by the time he found this person it'll have stopped raining and he'll be able to bail and go home... if he could find the way back to town.
As he searched, he noticed that the mansion was in a mixed style of modern day styles and old fashioned ones. Most furniture looked like those you'd find in your grandparents' homes, centuries old couches, chairs and tables adorned various corners of the room he was currently in. Though there was the occasional modern electronic device here and there, like a flat screen TV on the small table in the corner, with various game systems hooked up to it, of the room he was in, it resembled a living room. There was the occasional digital clock in the hallway he saw u ahead. And as he started walking down there he passed the kitchen, Which was completely styled with today's designs.
A little further down the hallway he found a closed door. He opened it slowly and stepped inside. It was a room with a single love seat near the window, a round table in the middle of the room with two chairs on opposite sides, on it were lit candles, giving the room a light, but eery, glow.
"You found me." A voice said bemusedly. He looked around and saw a blonde haired boy about his age, sitting on the love seat. He was wearing a nice black suit, with a dark red tie, and a black mask, only covering the skin around his eyes and forehead, though part of it was covered by his blonde hair styled towards his forehead.
"Who are you?" Logan asked, wanting to know who this creepy boy was.
"I'm Kendall, I own this big and fancy old mansion. You?" the boy, now known as Kendall, said.
"L-Logan." Logan answered reluctantly, still severely creeped out by the place and person in front of him.
"Well, Logan, What could you possibly be doing out here in the woods all alone? In a storm no less." Kendall asked, saying the boys name with a tone Logan could not decipher.
"I was taking a walk when it suddenly started raining. Then I lost my way and ended up here when the thunder started. I was looking for shelter when I saw this place." Logan explained.
"So you just came up here and entered on your own accord?" Kendall asked, a strange look adorning his face. Logan couldn't decide whether the boy was mad or intrigued, maybe both.
"Y-yes, I tried knocking but no one answered so I thought…"
"You thought what?" Kendall asked curiously, yet creepily, making Logan shudder.
"I-I thought this place was a-abandoned." Logan said, this boy was starting to scare him more by the second, but what scared him most was that he kept answering all his questions unwittingly.
"I see." Kendall said, then chuckled again, "Hmm… how about another little game? You in?" Kendall asked, getting up and walking towards the small table in the middle of the room.
"S-sure, w-what is it?" Logan said, immediately regretting it. How can he be so stupid as to agree before asking what it was? Let alone why even agree in the first place? He didn't know this boy! He was supposed to have sated his curiosity as to who was here and bolted out of the place! Though it was still raining and thundering so that was no option.
"Oh don't worry, it's nothing scary or dangerous, just a little card game." Kendall said as he whipped out some cards out of seemingly nowhere.
"O-okay." Logan said, slightly relieved.
"Please, sit down." Kendall said, motioning to one of the chairs at the table, taking a seat on the other one himself. Logan sat down and mentally prepared himself for whatever was to come. He could do this. This would probably be some stupid card trick and then he could go home.
"Now," Kendall started, "It's simple really. Just take a look at these cards." he said laying 5 cards face up on the table. There was one Jack of Hearts, one Queen of Diamonds, a King of Clubs, an Ace of Spades, and a Joker Card with a picture of the blonde boy himself on it. It seemed to be a custom made set.
"Now if you pick either of these three," he said pointing to the King, Queen and Jack, "You'll have to leave right away."
"What?" Logan exclaimed.
"Ah ah, Let me finish. If you pick the Ace, you can wait the storm out." he said, making Logan sigh in relief. Well that was good right? "But if you pick the Joker... well lets say you lose your soul." the boy finished with a eery grin on his face.
"No way! I'm not playing this sick game of yours!" Logan yelled. Wait, why was he even believing the boy? Such a thing was impossible! You can't take someone's soul! Though his brain told him it was impossible, his heart still pumped fear into him.
"Too late, boy, you already agreed." Kendall told him with a dark chuckle.
"Well you can't make me!" Logan countered. Making to get up but his chair shoved towards the table, pinning him there.
"W-what!" Logan said eyes the size of sausages as he stared down at the chair.
Kendall smirked again moving his hand in a horizontal line above the cards and they turned face down by themselves. Then they started shuffling. "Watch closely now. You only get one chance."
Logan looked down flabbergasted at the sight before him, but kept a close eye to the Joker card. At least he thought it was the Joker card, he lost track for a split second and panicked.
The cards stopped and he looked up at the boy across from him, "Pick one, and pray it's the right one." Kendall said.
"uuuhmm…. Uhh… T-that one." he said pointing to one at random. Having given up after looking them over 10 times. He nervously bit his lip.
The card hovered up and turned to face Logan, and it was the-
Okay so I decided to just rewrite this whole thing and FINALLY started on it! I hope this will be a better version and will make more sense.
Edit: Alright I've edited this chapter slightly, fixing all the errors.
Also, I'd like to thank Whiteskin and Darklips for their help with their in depth reviews and pointers :) Thank you for helping me with my writing