Who's The Halloween Slasher?
Nite 001: A Black Phantom, Bathed In The Moonlight
"He went that way, I'm sure of it!" Link exclaimed, pointing up at the stone shingles on the roof to their left. Almost as if to confirm the blondes assumption the fighters heard the sound of swift footsteps against the clay and watched as broken shingles rained down into the courtyard from the roof. As the clouds briefly parted the group got a look at their prey, bathed in the pale orange light of the harvest moon.
The figure was tall and slender, cloaked in a slim black coat that reached to their ankles. The sash of the coat, the wrist cuffs, and the lapels themselves all appeared to be made out of yellow caution tape. The most distinctive feature of the phantom however was the yellow mask that adorned its head. The face was nothing more than two small black crescents that pointed downwards for eyes, and a large crescent that pointed upwards to form a horrible grin.
Pausing only briefly on its rooftop perch, the figure peered down at the courtyard and into the fog that completely enveloped its three pursuers- Ike, Link, and Roy. The ominous shade stood for a moment, almost as if merely to taunt the warriors hunting it. Then the figure simply disappeared into the shadows of the rooftop, its footsteps echoing in the brisk night.
"Shit, he was right! Link, get up on that roof and see if you can find him. Me and Roy will split up and search all of the east wing, the intruder can't just stay on the roof forever. Eventually they'll have to go inside." Nodding his head in acknowledgement, the Hylian jumped and nimbly scaled one of the many plants hanging on the walls of the courtyard. In mere seconds the blond was running across the clay shingles of the roof at a blistering pace, his acute Hylian sense directing him.
"So what exactly are we looking for Ike, what makes you think that he's gonna head inside? Couldn't he leave the grounds?" Roy asked the large bluenette in between breaths.
"He could but.. I don't know. I mean three nights in a row? Who could sneak past all of us three nights in a row? How could they have possibly gotten into the mansion without anybody noticing?" Ike asked the redhead, his breathing still steady. After all his years of training and war, a little midnight stroll wasn't about to tire him out.
"So then you're thinking… wait do you think that somebody staying at the mansion is The Halloween Slasher!?!" The redhead gasped as the whipped around the corner leading out of the courtyard and into the Parlor.
"Bingo!" The mercenary said, pausing his sprint only to open the glass pane door in front of them.
"So then…ah, that's why we're going to the east wing!" Roy exclaimed, finally seeing what the plan was.
"Exactly, all of the guest rooms are in the east wing! So we head down there, and see who's up getting a midnight snack!" The bluenette declared smugly. Just as they rounded anther corner, leading to one of the many small kitchens in the mansion, the bluenette careened into a pile of orange pumpkins. His foot piercing into the top of one of the orange vegetables and becoming lodged in the hole he felt himself immediately lose his center of balance. The large bluenette flailed around helplessly for a moment before collapsing into the pile of pumpkins and being buried alive.
The pile itself had been left in the kitchen by Marth and Pit, who had been officially designated Mansions Jack O' Lantern producers. The lanterns naturally being for the upcoming Halloween Masquerade.
"God damn it! Help! Get me out of here Roy!" The bluenette yelled, trying to pry himself from the ocean of orange he was trapped in. The redhead paused for a moment to think.
"Sorry Ike, no time to waste!" The boy called as he darted through the kitchen towards the door to the hallway. The bluenette was not only pissed but in absolute awe at Roy's stupidity.
"You son of a bitch!" The bluenette called now futilely punching and kicking at the pumpkins weighing him down.
"Sorry Ike, but you fall behind you get left behind!"
"Stop! I said stop damn it!" Link called after the intruder, running at break neck speeds. Following this stranger hadn't been easy, far from it. Link was incredibly agile and, due to his Hylian blood, had superhuman night vision and hearing. But he could barely hear this person, and they must have better vision then him to be running so effortlessly in this fog.
Losing his patience and sensing his prey was on the verge of escaping, the blonde drew his bow and balanced an arrow on the rigid string. Pulling the bow taught he took aim, no small feat in the fog and darkness of the night. He released his grip on the bowstring. A light arrow went streaking through the air, illuminating all of the rooftop. The black figure turned just as the arrow was three meters behind its head. Grabbing the mask from its face it hurled the wooden veil towards the arrow like a Frisbee.
Both the mask and the arrow exploded into a ball of light right in front of the silhouette. Through the blinding light Link tried to make out the features of the phantom's now exposed face, but could see nothing more than a dark outline. He saw the black mass suddenly jerk towards the edge of the roof, before the blonde could register what was happening it had disappeared entirely.
Taking a step forward to resume the chase the Hylian felt the stone shingles on the roof give way and crumble. Immediately the warrior was on his back and sliding towards the edge of the roof. Frantically he groped and clawed at anything that he flew by. He could feel shingles disintegrating in his hands and his velocity increasing at an alarming rate.
"Fuck!!!" Link screamed as he was hurled off of the edge of the roof. Three stories later the blonde landed in one of the walls of the hedge maze in the center of the mansions courtyard.
"Ike, whereya go?" Pit slurred, groggily looking his lovers side of the bed up and down. The copper headed boy was an incredibly heavy sleeper, and was usually a zombie for at least half an hour after he woke up. Trying to get out of bed, the angel stood up too fast. Feeling the blood rush to his head the cherub stumbled into the closet, dizzy and still disoriented.
"Sum bitch! Why this…what? I gotta…I'm gonna go pee, or sumthin'." The angel slowly picked himself up and, swaying somewhat, walked himself to the door of the bedroom.
Walking down the mansions expansive tiled hallways wearing nothing but one of Ike's massive dress shirts, the angel tried to cut through the fog clouding his judgment and remember where the bathrooms were. In the haze of his sleepiness however the brunette had forgotten that his and Ike's room had a bathroom. Turning the corner, his bare feet thudding softly on the cool stone, Pit stared in awe at the black clad figure staring at him from the opposite end of the hallway.
"Scuse' me kind gentleman, but could you tell me where the pee closets are?" The cherub asked the Halloween Slasher, who slowly made his way down the hall towards Pit.
The silent figure now stood less than a foot away from the angel, the darkness of the hallway casting shadows across its face. Pit stared up at the figure who was almost twice as tall as him. Reaching out one of its yellow gloved hands, the shade ran its fingers through the boys soft, satiny hair.
"Hey! Get away from Pit!' Ike yelled, from the end of the hall. His sword already out of its sheath and by his side, the mercenary raised it and pointed to the Halloween Slasher. The black clad phantom put its hands up in mock surrender and slowly backed away from Ike's lover. Lowering his sword slightly the mercenary walked briskly towards the intruder.
"Hey Ike, where'd ya go? I woke up, and you were gone. Bam! Gone! Were you goin' bathroom too?" The small boy asked, yawing and clearly unaware of the gravity of the situation.
"Alright, this ends now. Who are you and what are you doing sneaking around the mansion every night?" The swordsman barked. Staring at Ike silently, the figure moved to the window. Standing and staring out at the engorged orange moon in the sky, the Slasher ran its hand across the cold pane of glass.
"Answer me damn you!" The bluenette growled, fed up with the freaks stupid games.
"Well I'm gonna go pee now guys. You two play nice, Kay?" The small cherub said, opening the door to the girls restroom and walking inside. Having run out of patience, Ike slowly approached the black phantom to get a better look at its face. Now within about ten feet of the shadow. Ike stared at the things face which was almost illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window.
"Samus I am soooo sorry!!!" Roy screamed, bursting through the door next to Ike, and plowing the two of them into the stone wall.
Lying stunned on the ground, Ike was immediately brought back to reality by the sound of breaking glass. Looking up to where the Halloween slasher had once stood, he saw nothing but a shattered window and shards of glass on the floor.
"Roy! You stupid bastard!"
"Ike what are you doing here!? Weren't you spooning with some pumpkins or something?"
"What am I doing here!?! What are you doing here!? I almost had the guy you stupid, stupid idiot!" Ike fumed, grabbing the redhead by the collar and vigorously shaking him. Trying to form a coherent sentence, Roy managed to choke out an explanation. Apparently the redhead had taken it upon himself to invade the privacy of every brawler in the mansion by individually inspecting their rooms.
Just as the redhead was wrapping up his explanation Samus burst out of her room wearing nothing but a pair of black panties and a black tank top. Ike turned from the redhead and looked up at the striking blonde who was towering over the two. Roy was white as a sheet and thought he might pass out. As for Ike on the other hand, the whole world had disappeared, save for Samus' 'assets' which her top perfectly advertised.
"Roy! What were you doing in my room!? It's the middle of the night, are you fucking serious!?!" Samus fumed at the redhead. Looking down, she became aware of her secret admirer, Ike, who was heavily preoccupied with her chest.
"Ike, sweetie, please look at something other than my boobs." Samus said to the bluenette. Immediately the mercenaries eyes snapped up to look her in the eyes.
"Hey, are we having a bathroom party or what?" Pit asked, the heavy oak door of the woman's bathroom closing softly behind him.
Next time on our show-
. Who is the Halloween Slasher?
. How much property damage did the gang cause in their midnight hunt?*
. Will they catch the culprit with only four days left until Halloween?
. And what do pumpkins have to do with anything?*
*Quite a bit