Halloween Special Part 5: Haunted Canada

"Kesesesesese!" Laughed Prussia when France's story was done. "I remember ven me, France and Spain vent for a shleepover in the catacombs! Not vone of us got any shleep! It vas awesome! Not as awesome as me, of course."

"Of course." France said, smiling for a moment as the memory came back. "Ah oui, zise were ze days..." He looked over the crowd. "So, who will be telling the next story?" His eyes settled on Canada. "'Ow about toi, Canada?"

"Me?" Canda answered quietly. "Okay..." He took a minute to think of a story.

"Standing between Parliament Hill and the Ottawa River in Ontario, the stately Chateau Laurier Hotel remains home to its founder who died before construction was completed.

Charles Melville Hays who commissioned the hotel had gone over to Europe in order to choose furniture for the hotel's dining room. Unfortunately, his return trip was on the Titanic which sank on April 14, 1912, which was 12 days before the scheduled opening of the Chateau Laurier. The only surviving male in his party was sculptor Paul Chevre who created a bust of Prime Minister Sir Wilfrid Laurier. Hay's wife Clara and all the women in his party survived.

Hotel guests and staff have seen the ghost of a male who resembles Charles Melville Hays. It is understandable why his spirit wants to stay grounded in the Chateau Laurier. This project was very important to him and he never lived to see the grand opening.

Staff and guests have heard noises such as rattling and shaking inside the Chateau Laurier. There has also been the sighting of the ghost of a little girl. On another occasion, a woman fled from her room in panic because objects began moving around her room at their own will.

Many guests have had the eerie feeling of being watched as soon as they enter the hotel."

"Sounds like a great place!" Maine said before turning to Massachusetts. "We should go thah some time!"

"... Maybe anotha time." Massachusetts answered casually, but unsure whether his boss would give him a week off to do that.

"Well, I hope yous'll think 'bout visitin' my Devil's Island." Nova Scotia spoke up, standing proudly.

"It is risky business to challange the Devil or to call him in times of trouble. T'would seem that he is always close at hand, ready to appear at your side to carry out your wish, be it as a suave, handsome, and obliging man, a dancer, or a card player.

But at a terrible price.

Because he is only there to steal your soul.

... many years ago on Devil's Island, one of the residents, old Casper Henneberry, invited some friends for a party on the island. There was dancing and drinking galore. During the festivities, Henneberry went outside at one AM for a few moments. When he came back, he was looking all white and shaken. He told his friends that his time was up. When they asked why, he told them he'd seen the Devil in the form of a halibut, a type of flatfish, as a forunner.

The next day he was rowing back to the island from Halifax. When his boat was picked up, he was found drowned, his head and shoulders hanging over the side of the boat. The funny part was that there didn't seem to be any reason for him to be drowned that way. Some folks say that Henneberry was tussling with a stranger on the beach earlier. There appeared to be signs of a fight on the beach where Henneberry's boat was. Even odder, one of the foot prints was made by cloven hooves.

While the origin for the island's name, called Deville, was given by a Frenchman in the early 1700s, it is this incident that surely gives meaning to the name 'Devil's Island'."

"Awrite!" Said Nova Scotia after her story. "Who's next?"

[A/N- Sorry if my Bi-weekly update is a couple of days late, it was my bro's birthday this weekend. I got him a few bottles of organic root beer the we both love, a 10 dollar Timmie's card, and a card with a joke I wrote inside.

Anyone remember that poll I set up on my profile for this story? I'd like to thank those who voted for Canada and Nova Scotia. I would also like to to thank SeekerMoonBlade for requesting Nova Scotia talk about Devil's Island.

Rources:

Suite101, Haunted Chateau Laurier Hotel, Ottawa

Bluenose Ghosts, Helen Creighton

McNab's History, Section 13.4 Ghosts

There is now America, Mi'kmaq, Cape Breton, and Massy to choose from, with NB telling the last story.

Review please!

Summary: Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, PEI, New Brunswick, Canada, America, Maine, Massachusetts, Prussia, and Mi'kmaq have gotten together at an abandoned camp on Halloween night to tell some folktales/spooky stories.

What I want the readers to do is review me and make a request on who should tell the story. I'll do 2-3 stories per chapter. I also opened a poll on my Profile page for those who are too lazy to send a review.

You can vote for:

1. Any of the characters mentioned (I prefer this for the first chapter)

2. Other (canon) nations

3. Other American states or Canadian provinces

4. Other First Nations

You can also suggest a story for them to tell. It would save me some trouble of searching the internet for them.]