[Year: 1835]
[Location: In the town of Wanu, Gypsy Hill]
[Time: 12:36 PM]
[Population: Once it was 1,453... Now it is 934]
"Your a Demon!" The crowd shouted, yelling at him through the windows of his house. People threw rocks at the large glass windows, but they bounced harmlessly off them, making the crowd even angrier.
"What have you done with the children!" Someone shouted.
"I want my baby back!" A younger mother screamed, tears in her eyes.
"We need to get inside!" A Preacher shouted, pointing to the doors. There was a cross in his hand, clutched to his chest to ward off evil. "We can find our children and burn the Monster!"
The townspeople shouted even more, ready to face whatever was in there.
~Meanwhile~
The house inside was huge, as soon as you walked in, there was a staircase to your left, leading a hundred feet downstairs, and to a huge open room. A stone statue of a horse was in the middle, made of stone. It's hooves were up in the air, almost touching the railing above it. There was other stuff around it too, like a few chairs and boxes.
If you walked past the stairway, there was a hallway with an open view of the horse to the left, with only a railing to protect you from the outstretched feet. There were enchanting tables to to right, embedded in the wal, with cabinets above them, holding potions and other things. After you meet the wall, you could turn the the left, and keep walking on the balcony for another hundred feet before you hit another wall.
There were only windows on the wall that had the entrance, and only 5 of them too. There was a dining room to the right of the entrance, in a small corner room, with a small kitchen.
There was a small figure on the ground, shaking and shivering. He huddled closer to the statue, still shaking.
"Kill them," he whispered. "Drive them away, do something. I don't want them here."
The horse trembled, before coming to life. It's hooves rested back down on the ground, before it laid down on its belly next to the figure, giving him a small nudge.
'I cannot,' the house seemed to say, the walls whispering to him. 'Not without the potion. I do not have enough power.'
"But-" the figure said, but the house interrupted him again.
'I know you don't like the transformation, but it is a small price to pay for safety.'
The figure nodded, huddling closer when the townspeople started banging on the door.
'Go, there is not much time before they break though the door,' the stairs creaked, and the horse picked him up by the his shirt with its teeth, standing up and pulling the figure over the railing. The figure grabbed the polished wood and hoisted himself up, walking to one of the cabinets above the enchanting tables.
He rummaged through all the cabinets, not finding what he need, until he came to the last shelf of the last cabinet. A glass bottle, filled with a dark purple liquid. He carefully wrapped his hand around the potion, feeling the power hum underneath the glass.
The figures hand shook as he held the potion out to the horse, who snatched it with his teeth and swallowed it whole, glass and all. The wall turned dark, and the balcony started to paint itself a black color, washing over the figure.
From outside, the townspeople heard an bloodcurdling scream, sounding like one of a small child. Suddenly the doors burst open, and a huge shadow leaped out. It was the horse, but the surface had turn pitch back, and it had grown razor sharp teeth, covered with black spit from the horse's mouth.
The crowd screamed, running away from the creature, but the horse pounced, tearing the people into pieces with its new grown teeth.
Inside, the figure laid sprawled on the balcony, pain keeping him from standing up.
The howls of the horse outside told him that the once hostile crowd was no more.
So, I have no idea what this is, it just came to me in a dream, and I couldn't leave it hanging in the back of my mind like that. Anyway, if you don't like it, sorry, but I'm sticking to it. And I have a few plans that might Kill me in the end, but hey, it might be worth it! :D
Well, BYYYEEEE!