A/N: I don't own Wreck-It Ralph. I own only OCs! Anyways, this is the first real story introducing another OC. Her name's Pirozhkinessa (a portmanteau of pirozhki and Inessa, both from the wintery world of Russia), but I mainly call her Inessa, Nessa, or, rarely, Nessie. HOWEVER, I'm thinking of changing her name to Blinessa, a portmanteau of blini and Inessa purely because it flows much better. She's a Taffyta recolor and she was born from a difference of opinion between my niece and me. Long story short, she thinks a Taffyta recolor should be shy and kind, whereas I think her recolor should be a bit more ambitious to prove to her original that she isn't a knockoff. Now, I might get criticized for this, but I put in some religious influence this story. They're not actual religions, but they are a play on some real world ones. Don't let this drive you away, though! I had to so the Halloween scare would work well. I hope you enjoy!

It was Halloween yet again in Sugar Rush! Gloyd and his parents buzzed around like crazy as they decorated the house with skeletons and spiderwebs and everything! "This is Halloween, this is Halloween. Pumpkins scream in the dead of night!" he sang as he hopped off the roof of his pumpkin house. He stepped back and smiled at his decorating skills as Crunch and Gloria put on some finishing touches. "Heh. Taffyta ain't got nothing on this guy when it comes to Halloween decorations!"

"Really?" a flat voice called out. Meet Pirozhkinessa, the newest member of the roster. Being a recolor, she didn't have an epic "Race and Win Against This Person to Unlock Him/Her!" unlock requirement. Her platinum-blonde hair glistened a bit in the moonlight and her forest-green eyes contrasted with her pale skin. What made her stand out from the other recolors, though, was her regional differences to her original! Instead of a light blazer, she wore a jacket and boots to fit the region she preferred over her programmed home region of the eerie black licorice swamps; instead of a strawberry cap, she wore a papakha, which was unusual since papakhi were hats for boys and men. Not far away was her kart, Black Storm. Yep, she was Taffyta's recolor; it's just that Inessa so despised the makeup her original wore, making her look radically different from Taffyta. Like the other recolors, though, she often got picked on by most racers, especially Taffyta, for being a recolor wannabe. But they didn't dare go near her, so the verbal abuse came in the form of anonymous letters.

"I-Inessa!" Gloyd stammered a bit, a little uneasy around the new girl. True, she looked a bit like his crush, but she had the personality of a wicked dragon and he did partake in the bullying... "Wh-why are you here?"

The black-clad recolor snorted a bit and went her way, a devious smile forming as a scare tactic formed in her head. Maybe this oughtta teach Pinkie to not mess with the better racer here!, she thought to herself. Just like Taffyta, she had a bit of that cocky attitude…

Meanwhile, everyone else enjoyed themselves at some soda bar not far from Vanellope's castle, gorging on candy and other unhealthy junk. The rowdy President, especially, was majorly hopped up on sugar somehow and wanted to go exploring big time! "Hey, hey, hey! Listen! Hey! Look!" she chirped, literally hopping up and down. Her eyes had gone cuckoo and had rainbows swirling around in them!

The racers laughed and sipped their soda, Jubileena taking a huge guzzle of her cherry-flavored Crush soda. The Chocolate twins, Ebony and Ivory, hiccuped as they took another shot of cream soda. That's when one knew the kids had way too much sugar: they start acting drunk. Taffyta made an uncharacteristic burp as she mumbled, "Need...another...strawberry float." Then she conked out and planted her face onto the table, the strawberry variant of the classic root beer float halfway gone. Swizzle was still chugging shots of Mountain Dew! Looked like these kids would be out for another few hours while their tiny little bodies filtered out the unnecessary sugar…

That still gave Nessa plenty of time to draw out her Halloween scare. Hanging out at the swamp's edge, she practiced some bizarre lines to herself. Now all she had to do was wait… Being a Hackist instead of a Programmerist, she was a creepy girl ever since she came to Sugar Rush. Truth be told, she actually wasn't that creepy; she was more of a Debbie Downer from the stigma of being a Hackist since everyone in the arcade always assumed that the Hacker was an evil entity. She stared out at the foggy bog and sighed a bit as she looked down to see the Sprite that was long colored black from the black licorice grass. She may have hated this pre-programmed home region of hers, but it was still home for her whenever she wanted a change of environment. "Embrace Father Hacker and deny the falsehood of the Programmer, after all," Inessa told herself as she smiled a bit, looking at her reflection in the soda.

It wasn't until hours later that the racers went exploring. "Dude, this is so cool!" Swizzle laughed, looking around. He hopped from rock candy to rock candy, avoiding getting stuck in the marshy soda.

On solid ground, Gloyd cawed, calling out the black licorice crows and ravens to him. He smiled as he petted one of the crows, admiring the pretty feathers on it. "Aren't you a beautiful one? You've got bold black eyes and you're pretty hefty for a crow!" he praised, holding his hand out to let it fly off.

Some of the girls giggled and Jubileena and Minty went, "Whoa! He's a Crow Whisperer!" The two tomboys nudged each other, still a little tipsy from the soda. They all stopped, though, when they saw someone chanting some esoteric programming language by the swamp. Whatever it was, it definitely didn't sound like binary!

What Nessa said went something along the lines of, "Come, pretty crows, come to me. Embrace the darkness of this day. Accept the Hacker into your heart, deny the false mod, the Programmer. Come join me in this yearly ritual and thank the Hacker for this wonderful life we all have…"

"What's she saying?" Torvald asked, a little wary of this.

"I dunno. It's all Objective-C to me!" Sticky retorted. Then Inessa stood up and snapped her fingers in the formation of a pentagram, freaking everyone out! "Oh, my Mod! She's gonna curse us all!" Sticky screamed, running off.

"What in the Programmer's name? It's Inessa!" Vanellope yelped, shaking like a leaf. Ivory shrieked and immediately turned tail just like Sticky did, but Ebony stayed, as if challenging the girl.

"I'll challenge ya, ya freaky lassie! For the pride of the Highlanders of Clan Chocolate!" Ebony challenged, looking right into Inessa's eyes.

Nessa shook her head and pointed at Taffyta, saying the most stereotypical and most inaccurate thing for a Hackist to partake in. "Taffyta Muttonfudge, give your life up to Father Hacker or I will do it for you!" At that, she grabbed a sharpened rock candy fragment, as if planning to sacrifice her cousin to the "Dark Mod".

Vanellope sneakily pushed Taffyta up to the front, whistling innocently. "B-but wh-why me? I did nothing to you!" she lied, stepping back as she glared at the President.

"For your transgressions against me, the high priestess of the Hackists," Inessa explained, the lie easily coming through like knife to a butter. Of course, Taffyta started crying and begging for her life, just like she did when Vanellope made that execution joke. The dark and grim recolor stopped and laughed, dropping the act immediately. "Looks like I got ya all! You can all stop your crying and sniveling…especially you, Pinkie."

The group was still shaking like leaves from that nightmarish scare; some, like Minty, actually fainted! Taffyta was still crying and begging not to be sacrificed and her mascara was running just like so many months ago. "I'm trying, b-but it won't stop!"

"That should teach ya not to insult the better racer here," Inessa snorted. "Okay, how about I take you out to Tapper's as my way of apologizing? I never meant for it to go this far, but I couldn't help it when ya guys got scared. In actuality, Hackists don't do sacrifices. Hackists don't wish ill will to others. Hackists aren't evil. And, most importantly, Hackists don't want the arcade to end. We actually give it good wishes whenever we hold our meetings. It's just that everyone else in the arcade doesn't really think that…"

After a half hour of some more crying and calming down, Inessa took them out to Tapper's like she promised. Of course, Surge Protector was overwhelmed by a lot of kids swarming the game's exit. "Uh...name?" he asked, wide-eyed at all seventeen kids crowding around him. This was gonna take a long time.

"I'm pretty sure we're all the Sugar Rush racers, SP," Inessa sighed. "...This is gonna take a while, isn't it?" After about twenty minutes of Surge Protector asking the same questions over and over again for seventeen racers, they finally got into Tapper's...and then Surge Protector stopped them...again. Oi vey. After that pain, the kids finally went to Tapper's!

"Finally! Stupid Surge Protector. He didn't need to stop us twice, especially with this many kids!" Vanellope complained.

"Uhh...I think that's kinda my fault. I look creepy and sorta evil, so…" Inessa admitted, smiling sheepishly.

"Say, can ya do more Halloween scares like that again, Nessa?" the raven-haired President asked, laughing. "Ya scared the fudge outta us, but I loved it! Too bad Rancis would wanna stay at his place instead of getting scared, though!"

Inessa leaned back and kicked her feet up onto the table, guzzling down her root beer. "Sure thing, Prez. Any time ya wanna scare the daylights outta someone, you can always ask me. Maybe I could sneak up on one of you and rev up Storm's engine to make ya jump a hundred feet into the air!"

Taffyta sighed, knowing who this crazy recolor would do that to. And why was this creepy witch her recolor? Why couldn't she be Crumbelina or even Vanellope's recolor?! Looks like this raven's gonna rain on her parade wherever she goes…

"Ooh, ya should totally do something like that on Ralph!" Vanellope giggled, breaking Taffyta's train of thought and making Inessa's eyes light up a bit at that.

"I can so do that. Just show me how he looks and I'll get right on it," the girl of the night smirked.