I forgot the disclaimer in the prolouge =P.

Disclaimer: I do not own Happy Tree Friends. All rights go to Mondo Media, I guess. I DO own Sunny, Shadow, Trouble, Pepper, Butter, Jake, Amber, Max and the story line!


Loosing a loved one can always be a burden to carry. Whether it be your mother, your father, your sibling or your uncle Joe, it's always be painful to hear the dreadful news. At a place like Happy Tree Town, it is not painful to hear that news. It is not a burden or such a dreadful sensation that you just can't bare it. Because at Happy Tree Town, death is unavoidable yet completly out of reach. This is beacuse of the towns curse that was layed upon the land thousands of years ago.

The curse states that whoever dies on the curse land will not die but be regenorated completly, as good as new in day or two.

But, the power to die and come back to life the next day comes with a price.

Lady Luck might just die of shame then become reborn only to die again when she takes a glimpse of how unlucky and unfortunate the citizens of Happy Tree Town are. No one, no matter how careful they are, can get through an entire month without dying. No one. They might hold out for a week or two but not a whole month.

There is also another fatal flaw to the curse.

Whoever dies beyond the boundaries of the town, will die permanently. No regeneration the following hour, no waking up the next morning. Completly dead. Which is why most of the towns citizens stay in the boundaries of the town. Nobody leaves permanently because the chance to die and be reborn again is too tempting to give away.

Living in this twisted town, run only on the deaths and destruction of other citizens, isn't the best nor worst thing you could do with your life, but you could get one hell of an adventure by doing so.

Don't you think?


Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock... Tick... Tick... Tick...

The clock ticked by painfully slow as two pairs of cerulean eyes narrowed at the classic yellow wall clock, urging it to go faster. Sunny tapped the end of her pencil on her eraser in sync with the clock as she stared up hard at the object, tapping her foot lightly as to not disturb the rest of the class who were still going on with the English test. Poor dears, she though sadistically. If only they studied. She raised a hand to run it though her hair lightly and leaned down into her chair. Shadow, who sat in the chair next to her, wriggled uncomfortably as he tapped his fingers on the desk. He too had finished early and was egar to leave. Mr. Pop, the english teacher, grinned at the two sitting in the front row. Those twins.

Even though they didn't look the part, Sunny and Shadow were indeed twins.

Shadow, the oldest by two minutes, had jet black hair which fell in an attractive, windswept mess. His eyes were a stunning cerulean colour and his skin was lightly tanned due to being the outside-ish type. He wore a deep red shirt which proclaimed proudly in bold black text: "I'm not being cocky, I'm just better than you", faded blue jeans and black converse shoes. He was tall, thin and even though he didn't look it, very strong and powerful.

Sunny was his complete opposite. She had pure white hair which fell in glossy strands down to her waist and a side fringe which highlighted her deep blue eyes and perfectly pale complexion. She wore a simple, blue summer dress which stopped just below the knees with loose sleeves that reached her elbos and a pair of matching ballet flats. Like her brother she held a tall, lean figure and a very pretty, innocent look about her. She was also very strong and powerful but in a way different from her brother.

The bell rang, making Shadow and Sunny groan out a fairly audible "Finally!" simutaniously and quickly gather all of their things up into their bags. The entire class had piled out of the door and ran towards the freedom of the hallway before Mr. Pop even had a chance to dismiss the class.


Sunny and Shadow made a promise to meet eachother at the end of the hallway once they had packed everything up in their lockers which were, ironically, on opposite ends of the hall. Sunny sighed quietly to herself as she watched her brother walk off in the other direction before doing so herself, finding the very last locker and twisting the combination lock. Once opened, she threw her textbooks into their usual spot on the bottom shelf of the locker and piled all of her necessaries into her bright blue shoulder bag. Before closing her locker, she peered curiously at her portable mirror she had sitting on the top shelf of her locker. She had never been one to fuss over what she looked liked like the other girls fawning over a mirror like a starving dog snapping viciously at a juicy steak. The resulting thin layer of dust hanging on the mirrors surface confirmed it. Tilting her head, she wiped the dust carefully off the surface of the mirror and stared into its shiny depths.

A pale ivory face stared back at her with the same amount of curiousity she had. Head tilted to the side and soft pink lips slightly parted to let oxygen in. The young girl narrowed her eyes. Her reflection mimicked her curiously, waiting to see what her living counterpart would do next. Sunny smiled closed her locker, slinging her bag around her shoulder and turned to find the exit. Once outside, she stood and watched other kids running across the grounds to meet up with friends. Some waiting for the bus and others being greeted by parents.

Sunny felt a sharp pang tug at her heart strings. Her own parents were murdered beyond the boudaries of Happy Tree Town, so they never came back. She bit her lip and took a deep breath. She could almost hear her brother saying, "No tears here, Sun."

Most children had parents. Not Shadow and Sunny, they were orphans. They were different. So different, in fact, that most couples didn't want to adopt them unless they were separated from eachother. Shadow refused to allow that to happen. He refused in the most violent way possible. But that was in the past. Now they lived on their own, fending for themselves and looking out for eachother, the way siblings should.

She couldn't remember much about her parents. She was only five when they died. She walked off, away from the other children, and sat at the roots of a large tree which stood by the gates. She sighed again before turning her attention towards the school's double doors, patiently waiting for her brother to return.


Jake was crouched outside a pawn broker as still as an inanimate object. Objective: create a decent distraction as Max, Amber, Shifty and Lifty steal what they can. Jake tensed up as two more people exited the pawn broker, but he went unnoticed. The walkie-talkie buzzed in his hand and he answered it on the third beep. "Recieving."

"We're in position, Jake," Amber's voice came out of the speaker, calm and in control as usual. "Stay put until I give the signal. Over." Jake glanced down at the stones that sat at his feet and smiled. "Copy that, Amb. Sitting tight and ready to go. Over."

"Don't get any idea's Jake," came Max's voice from the walkie-talkie. "Just throw the stones then get your ass outta there... Over."

"Relax, Max. Everything's going to go alright. Over."

"Fine, but if you get caught, don't say I didn't warn ya. Over and out."

Jake rolled his eyes. Same old same old.

Jake was a tall, lean, somewhat underfed 14-year-old. He had a messy mop of sky blue hair and matching blue eyes. His skin was the colour of milk and he wore a loose blue T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. His friends, Max, Amber, Shifty and Lifty were now currantly inside the store pretending to look at stuff. The dude who runs it on weekdays is a normal, law abiding Tree Friend so this run should be easy. He heard a tiny tap and looked up. He reconized Amber's amber hair straight away and nodded. The younger girl nodded and held up five fingers before wandering away from the window to re-join the others.

Amber was 13-years-old and had amber coloured hair that stopped about six inches below her shoulders. She usually had it up in a high ponytail to keep it out of her brown eyes. He skin was lightly tanned and she usually wore a cream coloured shirt under a brown vest, black tights and boots. She was fast, agile and always had a sarcastic sense of humour.

Max was a small boy, smaller than most boys his age. He was extremly smart for a 9-year-old, a kid genius, in fact. He had green hair, caramel coloured skin and bright blue eyes. He wore a dark green, long sleeved shirt, jeans and sneakers. He wasn't always serious about being a kid genius and liked to muck around more than he liked going to school, which he didn't do much.

Shifty and Lifty were identical twins. They both had dark green hair, forest green eyes and pale skin. They both sported black, long sleeved shirts and jeans under matchng loose brown trench coats and black running shoes, although Shifty always wore a brown fedora in order for their other kleptomatic friends to tell them apart. They both had identical smirks, identical smiles, identical actions and an identical way of always arguing with one another about whatever one or the other did.

Counting to five, Jake picked up a rock and threw it through the window. He heard the angry shouts at once and decided to make a run for it. Shaking the glass out of his hair, he turned and slipped around the corner into an alley before the store owner came running out. The walkie-talkie buzzed again and he answered. "Yeah?"

"We got the goods. Initiate escape. Over and out," grunted Shifty's voice from the speaker.

Jake got up, straightened out his shirt and walked out. When the shop owner turned to him, Jake immediantly pasted on a look of shock and horror as if he was standing there watching the entire thing. "He went that way!" he shouting, pointing in the opposite direction. The store owner grumbled an audible thanks before bolting down the street, screaming about a low-life little son of a-

"We got it now lets get," said Amber as she Max, Shifty and Lifty approached Jake. He nodded and the three sped off towards where the park was. Once they got there, they sat on a bench, panting loudly. After a few minutes, Jake spoke up. "So, what did you get?"

Amber held him her duffle bag and Jake opened it to reveal a cluster of throwing knives, hand guns, swords and other weapons. Each knife had a blade of what looked to be gold and the handle was black which shimmered with silver vine patterns on one side. Jake whistled loudly and smiled. "Nice."

Max grinned as he picked up an impressive looking gun. "I call this one." Shifty and Lifty's eyes glittered maliciously as they picked out a sword each. The swords were made exactly the same as the throwing knives but had a sturdyer handle, stronger blade and diamond hilt, kept clean in a brown leather sword holster which fastened around your waist like a belt. The holster itself was something to look at, with it's intricate looking weaving patterns and thin strings of gold wealded into vine patterns like the ones of the handle of the sword itself.

"What are we going to use them for?" Amber asked as she placed two throwing knives into each of her boots and a few into her vest pockets. Jake shrugged and pulled out another impressive gun, stuffing it into his pocket. Once they had called what they wanted to keep, the shoved the others back into the back and carried it over to a broken built-in barbeque no one ever used. The opened the hatch on the side using a key Jake kept in his jean pocket and they stuffed the bag inside. They locked the hatch again and stood up, making sure no one saw them. Standing up, Jake surveyed his surrounding until something caught his eye.

"Hey guys."

"What?"

"Take a look over there."

The other four stood up and followed Jake's gaze. He was staring at a far off hill where what looked like two other kids and a toddler were battling invisible people. Running around and waving their arms around as if to bat something away. The five of them gave the scene an odd look until Amber let out a shocked sort of yell. One of the kids had been lifted up into the air and thrown off the hill, landing harsly on the hard ground and tumbing down the rest of the slope. All five kleptomatics cringed as if they could hear the kids bones crack from all the way over there.


Yayaz! Two chapters down! I haven't really got much to say except about how crumby this chapter turned out. Well, that's just my opinion. The next chapter is going to be longer, I promise. It might take longer to write but it shall be worth it. Plus, all the exciting stuff happens in the next chapter so I might as well makes it long too. Funny fact, I worte this chap before I wrote the prolouge. Funny how my brain works, huh? Soooooo I decided to upload this early for u peoplez.

Well, I'll see you in the next chappie guys. R&R pleeeeez!

Nipah! =3

~Sparxee

Universal Prophecies and their Results - Chapter 2 - Surprise Attack from the Unknown

Pepper looked up and gasped. "Trouble, get out of here!" Trouble blinked and stepped back, confused. Pepper started screaming. "Go, you idiot! Take Butter and run! It's-" But that was all he heard until he was lifted off his feet and thrown viciously off the hill, the amulet flying out of his pocket...

Shadow yelled out as the black blade grazed his shoulder and glared at his shadowed attacker. Bringing one of his longswords down, his lightning gold blade clashed with his opponents pitch black one, sparks igniting around the contact. Grunting with effort, he lifted his sword and swung it twice before clashing both of his swords against the black one, which had moved to block the attack he was aiming for. The shadowed figure laughed darkly before bringing his sword around in an attempt to behead the black-haired teen. In one fluid motion, he brought the sword streaking down to meet with the boys exposed neck...

Sunny dodged the blade and ran at full tilt in the opposide direction. A clashing sound behind her told her that whoever was attacking her wasn't far behind. Turning a corner, she dashed down the empty streets with only her light-conjured butterfly and the streetlamps to guide her. The butterfly became a sparrow in one swift swooping movement and perched itself on her shoulder, whispering directions. Sunny nodded. There was only one way to get rid them...

Jake watched as his friends became smaller and smaller as he rose up into the air, the beating of invisible wings drowned out whatever scream he was going to let out because once he was at a height where breathing became slightly troubling, he was released and sent hurtling towards the ground at breakneck speed. He closed his eyes and silently awaited his slow and positivly painful permanent death...