Disclaimer: I don't own any of the copyrighted material in this story. If I did then I wouldn't have to rewrite it.
Voodoo's Disciple (Rewrite)
Chapter 1: As Mad as a Hatter
It was around midnight on the plane of the contest. Chef was currently patrolling the halls of the plane of Chris's orders. So far everything had been clear in the economy class where Team Chris slept. Now he was looking in on the Amazons.
"Stupid pretty boy, making me check on these stupid teenagers at 12:13 in the morning. Don't I deserve a little me-time!" The angry man said before he heard a noise coming from the Amazon cabin.
He opened the metal door and looked around for any signs of one of them being awake but he ultimately saw nothing. That is for two beady red eyes which dissapeared mere moments after he saw them.
"Did I just?! This is why you aren't supposed to stay up this late." Chef said to himself before he felt something pressed up against the back of his neck. A cold blade.
"Your right about that. You might just see something you're not supposed to see." A voice said from behind. It was a very smooth and serpent like voice coming from a man about sixteen years of age with a very slight cockney accent.
"Name's Cedric, Cedric von Túfeice. Don't worry I'll allow you to turn around, it's only right that I look into the face of the man I'm about to kill."
The blade was moved slightly away from his neck allowing him to turn it and saw a tall and lean young man with messy and bedraggled brown hair stuffed inside of his tophat, which had a 10/6 card stuck in the rim.
"Now let's just get rid of this memory shall we. When you wake up tommorow it will all seem like a bad dream. Or a night terror. However you want to look at it!" Cedric said before shadows flew off his armed blade and onto the body of his hostage.
Chef screamed in pain as the shadow consumed him and silenced him "I don't know what your even trying to accomplish screaming like that. I placed a silencing spell on the plane so nobody can hear anything."
It was at this point Cedric noticed the camera man filming him from the sides who then ran off as fast as his legs could carry him in the opposite direction. However he was stopped in his tracks when the attacker appeared right in front of him, causing the camera he was holding to go to static.
(A/N): Hello I'm Skillet28561, and welcome to the rewrite of my first ever story Voodoo's Disciple. The original was pretty poorly written especially in comparison to what has become my flagship story. But even after I canned it I felt I could rewrite now that I knew what worked and what didn't in terms of writing. Maybe now I'll be able to get Cedric off my back.… In the meantime I'm gonna hire some new guys to help Cedric and Ikō with my disclaimers for the next part of my other story. Hope this remake isn't as sucky as the original. Read, review, favorite and whatever. Till next time :)
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