Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans. No Titans or ghosts were harmed in the making of this fan-fiction.
Bonechiller
We start the story with an old paper browned with age, and you read what's on the page. The words are matched with a voice that seemed as old as time, and you listen to his spooky rhyme.
Have you heard the chilling story? Of bones and ghouls who lost their glory?
Of a man who walks these very halls? With dirt and grime plastered on the walls?
A man who's heart turned to dust? Of hatred and bloodlust?
A man once known with love for all? With malice now as his call.
A story as old as my wrinkly hands. Will be told with new plans.
The doors have been closed for many a year. But are reopening I fear.
Turn back I call. You will surely fall.
But you paid me no heed. You ignored my plea, forgot my need.
He is ready. You will need to be steady.
Fear each step you take. Tread with caution in this disaster you continue to make.
You're already halfway. And I fear there is no turning back today.
The voice fades away as his final word rings in your ears. And the paper you hold turns to ash and resembles the speaker's bitter tears.
Bonechiller.
"Alrighty we are now opening this 'Haunted mansion' officially!" A well-dressed man said enthusiastically as he pointed to a giant and spooky mansion. "So I'm thinking $25 for a tour, $30 for a night tour, $40 for an overnight tour, and $50 to stay overnight without a tour." The mayor was quite pleased with his new money making 'tourist trap'.
"Sounds good Mike" his assistant said while he was fixing the door. "Well we are opening it today after you fix that. There will be a great party, the biggest Jump city has ever seen! And the Titans are cutting the ribbon." 'Mike' the mayor boasted to his assistant. This seemed to peak his assistant's interest as his head bobbed up suddenly and he stared at his boss. "Really" he said as his eyes looked like saucers. "Yes really, Robin said he would make it mandatory for his team. All five of them would be here!" The Mayor said with a wide grin.
The assistant shook his head "I don't know how you do it…" he trailed off. "You don't need to" He said smugly. "So are you almost done I have a meeting to get to." Mike asked. "Almost just got to finish this hinge and done" the assistant replied jovially. "Good I'm going to lunch, call Sue and tell her that I will need my dry cleaning soon." Mike said as he hopped into his limo. "Yes sir" the assistant replied as he too hopped into the limo. They got into a business conversation and seemed to miss the dark figure in the window of the mansion staring at them with a bloodthirsty grin. His eyes glowed an eerie orange and his body seemed ghost-like. He vanishes into the shadows making a foreboding feeling blossom inside your chest.
Bonechiller
How's that for a start? Hope your enjoying my tale. Not sure how scary this is going to be but for now I'm putting it low. But if I add something truly terrifying I will up my rating. Hope you enjoy my ghastly tale. Just so you know, I was giddy with all the rhyming I was doing.
~Barracade