The cassette slide into the cassette player with ease as all the kid's we're now in the castle basement. They all looked around the basement nervously but they all focused on the screen as static started to play. Kevin then pressed the play button and all the kid's huddled together in fear.
Annaween was shown to be in some sort of cave-like cell as the walls of the cave we're a dark brown. Thick bars closed Annaween in the cell as chains kept her hung to the ceiling. The chains we're silver with rust on them as they clasped Annaween's arms, and legs tightly together. A large neck brace chain was around Anna's neck as it was also connected to a chain that hung her by the ceiling.
"Well, well, well look who's awake." A deep voice said, a muffled gasp came from Annaween. She looked around the cell in fear and horror, as she realized she was in a cell and she heard a man's voice. Annaween looked as if she was beginning to hyperventilate when she saw she was chained up.
"Tell me Annaween, did Cinnamon ever tell you about her and Mocho's grandma and grandpa from….the runts….side of the family." The voice said.
Both Mocho and Cinnamon tensed up.
No, that spirit couldn't know about their dad's parents.
"N-No." Annaween stuttered, not knowing what this had to do with any of why she was here.
"Well then……they didn't like mistakes. They didn't like rejects. They didn't like defects. And your one of them. Along with Baking, Cinnamon, Mocho, and the worst of them all……KIT!" The voice said, Annaween winced and whimpered not knowing what to do.
"So, let me all show you what happens to defective children." The voice said, and suddenly the sound of a switch being turned on was heard. And the chains became electrified, causing several waltz of electricity to course through Anna. Annaween screamed out in pain, as her body jolted and convulsed.
Every kid stared at the screen in horror, Cinnamon was biting her lip practically chewing on it as she watched her best friend being tortured.
It eventually became so intense for Anna that her bladder gave out and her flesh began to brown. Finally the sound of a switch flipping again was faintly heard over Anna's screens. And the electricity stopped. Annaween was now gasping for air as her body continued to twitch even with the electricity off.
Laughing was heard as Annaween tried to get her bearings.
"I love your misery." The deep voice said, Annaween whimpered as she started crying.
"I-I….I'm not defective. And neither is Mr. Smoreline, Cinnamon, Mocho, and Baking." Annaween said, her voice barely a whisper.
"Figures you'd say that." The deep voice said, his amusement fading into disgust.
"W-Well yeah ca-cause your wrong!" Annaween said, swallowing down some courage.
"No…..I'm right!" The voice said, as Annaween's chain's started to glow red.
"Baking has dysarthria, he's practically mute! He came out wrong! I mean seriously does that boy believe that one day he will talk? Ha! Mocho would have a better chance of him finding a boy to love him and his cowardness!" The deep voice said.
Mocho's jaw dropped as his cheeks went crimson. While Baking's eye's had became glossy as he had his hands clasped around his throat.
"St-Sto--AHHHHH!" Annaween said, but suddenly her demand turned into a scream.
All the kids leaned in closely and saw that spikes had began to grow on both sides of the chains and braces.
"Shut up! Now, before I was rudely interrupted. And Mocho for example, the only thing he has in common is his shyness which he got from Fudge. Heck! His shyness around strangers is so bad you could say he has social anxiety. Oh and let's not forget that he's the spawn of Kit. But I could overlook all those things, if it weren't for his sexuality." The deep voice said, Annaween looked confused and afraid.
While everyone was looking at Mocho, the poor hybrid's face was completely red as he shook.
"Wha-What do you mean?" Annaween asked, and suddenly the deep voice busted out into laughter.
"Oh this is priceless! You don't know!? Haven't you see the signs? Mocho not going to the Hershey Kiss Ball? Him getting all nervous around boys his age? He doesn't even show attraction to girls! He could've taken you to the ball! At least it would've been better then Petermint! Not that I have anything against him, but he's already on a certain toxic girl." The deep voice said, but Annaween still drew a blank.
The other kid's had raised eyebrows as well not understanding what the deep voice was implying.
All except for Cinnamon.
Who had a look of disbelief on her face, she looked over to her brother. Mocho had curled into a ball and had started crying, Cinnamon pat her brother on the back knowing her needed comfort.
"You still don't get it? Well I guess you'll understand when your older. But let me tell you one thing……not everything about a person is all black and white." The voice said, but as he talked the spines dug deeper into Annaween. Annaween screamed out in pain as she thrived in the chains trying to get free.
"And then there's Cinnamon. You think she's do tough don't ya? Well……what would you say if I told you that Cinnamon is the biggest fraud and coward in Sugar Rush. Even worse then Mocho." The deep voice said, the only thing that could be heard was Annaween's hyperventilating and sobbing.
All the kids started snickering and laughing at the mere thought of Cinnamon being shy. While Mocho pulled his head up and raised an eyebrow towards his sister. Cinnamon had froze as the color had drained from her cheeks.
"Li-Lies! Lies and slander! Cinnamon is the toughest, bravest, and stupidly riskful girl there is!" Annaween managed to see, yearning to defend her friend.
"Oh really? Well…..did she ever tell you what happens to her when the lights go out. Or what she's like after an extreme night terror? Did you not see the fear and paranoia in her eye's the morning of your first sleepover?" The voice said, Annaween simply shook her head.
"Well that's not too surprising. But Cinnamon is a lot different when the lights go out. And…..soon…..she'll have to face it!" The voice said,
"Wha-What do you mean? Don't you dare touch her! When I get out of here your gonna be dead!" Annaween said. Anna's chains started to glow again as a few braces became undone.
"Well then let me help you with that." The voice said, Annaween gasped and looked down as the floor. But before she could speak, the deep voice spoke.
"And what about Kit, you might be wondering? Well Kit is supposed to be a big chocolate bunny with yellow eye's. And you see how well he came out!" The deep voice said, as the only chain that was holding Anna up was the one connected to the brace around her arms surrounding her small body.
"All defects need to be fix, and if that can't be fine then they must be locked away or killed! And now, I think it's time I see what will happen to you." The deep voice said, and suddenly the last remaining chains holding Annaween came lose. And all Annaween could do was scream as she fell from the ceiling and hit the floor with a sickening crunch.
"ANNA!" Cinnamon said, while everyone else was too stunned to speak.
But as a pool of blood leaked onto the cave floor, Annaween twitched slightly.
"Sh-She's alive!?" Mocho said, and slowly on screen Annaween seemed to be trying to get up.
But the bones in her limbs we're broken as she fell back on the floor. The girl then started to cry as the deep voice laughed, and laughed, and laughed.
All the kids we're stunned as their eye's we're wide in horror,
"No…..no….no….NO! ANNA! I SWEAR TO OUR GAMES CREATOR I WILL FIND YOU AND THAT JERK! I'LL SAVE YOU, THEN I'LL KILL THAT MAN! THEN I'LL WAIT UNTIL HE RESPAWNS AND KILL HIM AGAIN! THEN I'LL TAKE HIM OUTSIDE OF THIS GAME, KILL HIM! THEN I'LL CROSS THE RIVER STICKS TO THE AFTERLIFE, FIND HIS SOUL, KILL IT! THEN I'LL COME BACK HERE AND DANCE ON THE ASHES OF HIS REMAINS…….BY NUKE!" Cinnamon screamed, and by the time she was done she was completely out of breathe with everyone looking at her in shock.
"What!? No one says that stuff about my dad, boyfriend, friends, and brother! Let alone hurt my best friend, and gets away with it!" Cinnamon said,
"You mean you'd do all of that stuff even for Kevin?" Petermint asked. And Cinnamon sighed but nodded,
"I told you guy's she doesn't hate me!" Kevin said.
"U-Ummm……so……what do we do now?" Lucy said, but before anyone could respond a terrifyingly familiar voice was heard.
"I think all of you little children should head to bed." A deep voice said, everything went so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Suddenly in was broken by all the kid's screaming before running to Lucy's room. They all ran into their sleeping bags (or beds in Lucy's case) and hid. And as Lucy shook she hugged her Fluttershy doll as it had a grin so wide that threatened to break it's face.
