Shinigami-cat: I got bored and watched lots of Supernatural over the past few days... I OWN NOTHING!

Welcome to the story

Two weeks ago Gilbert was found dead in his house. Two weeks ago Alfred and Antonio disappeared. Their bodies still haven't been found. Arthur, Francis, Ludwig and Matthew are now the only ones left. No one seems to care at all. All except Arthur. He couldn't understand how everyone could just move on so quickly it was almost inhuman the way they were able to do it.

The moon was high in the sky by the time Arthur curled up into his bed. All his thoughts were focused on the tragedies of the past few months. 'Damn it... Am I caught up in some kind of Twilight Zone thing or some stupid American horror movie?' He sighed. 'Maybe I am. Let's see... If I really am in a horror movie I can't have sex or I'll die. I can't go into the basement in my underwear... I don't even have a basement. I should start to carry a weapon with me at all times... Hell I should have started that as soon as Matthew started to be a fucking creep.'

He rolled over onto his stomach and breathed deeply. "One by one..." He whispered. "One by one... You could count the bodies like sheep here... Or at least the lack of bodies..." He fisted the sheets in his hand and bit his bottom lip. "This town is nothing but poison. It will bring everyone nothing but madness and death..." He gulped and shut his eyes tight. Everything just made him sick. He just needed everything to end. He slowly began to relax as the pull of sleep dragged him down to slumber.

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Dark, cold smoke slowly wrapped its way around Arthur's still body. So cold and dark. Arthur slowly opened his eyes and sat up. "Am I dreaming?" He wound his fingers through the smoke like it was thread. "I guess I must be..."

He stood up and looked around. There was nothing but darkness everywhere he looked. He slowly started to wander around the darkness blindly. Looking for a way out of there. As he walked he noticed a small light in the distance and quickly walked towards it.

The closer he got the brighter the light got and he could start to make out the image of a boy; tall compared to Arthur, he was slouched over, stumbling forwards towards a room.

A chill ran up Arthur's spine. He didn't know what it was about that room but he didn't like it. There was something dangerous about it. "No." He said. "Don't go in there." He ran towards the person. "Stop! Don't go in there!" He reached out to try and grab them but he couldn't reach them. "NO! STOP! YOU CAN GO IN THERE! LISTEN TO ME DAMN IT!"

The figure didn't hear him. Instead, it opened the door and walked inside. Almost immediately the ground gave away and Arthur fell. Fear and panic gripped him as he fell down deep into the invisible chasm. He tried to scream but his voice failed him. The last thing he saw before it all went dark was the shadow of a rope, in the shape of a noose coming from the room as the door slowly shut.

Suddenly Arthur hit the floor with a painful thump. He didn't know where he was, all he knew that he was still dreaming. Again he sat up and ran his fingers across the ground. This time the ground was different. It was wooden. He tilted his head in confusion. Was he now in a house? He lowly stood up and walked down what seemed like a corridor. Soon he reached a door... A Japanese style door... Was he at Kiku's house?

He slowly opened the door and looked inside. Kiku was sitting down on the floor alive and well. Like his death had never happened. "Kiku?" Asked Arthur. "I know this is a dream but... Oh god... I'm so sorry about what happened."

Kiku looked up at Arthur and smiled. "Arthur kun. I'm going to tell you a story. It's a story that has been passed down through my family for years. Please pay attention. I'm only going to say this once."

Arthur cautiously nodded and sat down. "Okay."

Kiku nodded. "Once there was a beautiful widow who lived on the edge of town with her son. This widow caught the eye of three very powerful men that wished to woo her and bed her. But this woman firmly refused. The men weren't happy about this and came up with a plan to have her. After much discussion they realized that the woman would never marry or bed any of them because she was devoted to her late husband and her son.

But one day the children of the men said that the widow's son was performing witch craft so the boy was executed. When the widow found out she fled into the bushlands. It was there she came across the lake that the Fairy king of the woods inhabited. He had great magic and the widow was rightly impressed. She told him of her problems and asked for his help. The Fairy king then asked her... 'Is revenge against the town's folk what you seek?' The widow thought for a while and made her decision. 'Yes... Yes it is.'

So the Fairy king stretched out his ghostly fingers and ate her soul. He made her his queen and gave her the same powers he had, thus granting her deepest wish. Revenge. Soon the queen returned to her former home and one by one she took her revenge by eating their children. Turning them into creatures like herself. And that's where the story ends With the Fairy kingdom deep in the middle of the woods. Amidst the trees, and along with their subjects, the queen lived happily ever after."

Arthur frowned. "Why are you telling me this? Are you warning me of something?"

"Yes." Said Kiku with dark eyes. "When I tried to tell you the first time I was killed... By that thing."

"What thing?" Whispered Arthur.

Suddenly the room seemed to twist and warp. All the colour in the room ran down the walls like water. Kiku gulped. "It's here... I don't have much time left." He grabbed Arthur's arm and looked at him with a panicked expression. "Arthur kun! Stay in the light! It can't get you if you stay in the light! Fire scares it and smoke purifies the air! You have to kill it Arthur kun! You're the only one who can!"

Arthur gulped. "I don't know what you are talking about! What is it? Why do I have to stop it?"

"Under the floor boards!" Said Kiku. "You have to look under the floor boards of my room and AHHHHHHHHHH!" Kiku and Arthur looked down. There was a sleek black arm reaching out from Kiku's stomach. Arthur gulped and looked behind Kiku. The arm was coming from the wall.

"Kiku... are you okay?" Whimpered Arthur.

Kiku coughed up some blood and nodded. "She doesn't want me to tell you anything... She doesn't want to be stopped." Another arm shot out of the wall and went right through Kiku's chest. "AHHHH! Arthur kun... I don't have much time... You have to listen to me... You need Matthew kun's help... He's the only one who can-" an arm shot through the wall and into Kiku's head. Shattering his skull. Arthur was frozen. He couldn't move. All he could do was watch in horror at the hands dragged Kiku's mangled body into the wall.

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Arthur screamed as he jumped out of his bed. His heart was racing at a million miles a second. "Kiku..." He ran his fingers through his hair as tears built up in the corners of his eyes. "Oh god... Why? Why is this happening?"

He felt like he was going to be sick. He wanted to be sick. But he couldn't. With trembling legs he slowly stood up and wobbled towards the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and sighed. He looked horrible; dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were blood shot, his hair was more messy than usual, his skin was all patchy like he had been crying minutes ago and he just looked sick in general.

He splashed water on his face and thought about his dream. 'Who was that boy that suicided? Why did Kiku say I needed Matthew's help? Why am I even stressing about this? I mean it was just a dream... nothing more than a dream... It had to be... I need to go for a walk.'

He walked back to his room and changed into shorts and a shirt. When he was done we went outside and started to walk. He didn't go anywhere in particular. He just needed to go somewhere... Anywhere to clear his head. A he walked along the street an ambulance happened to drive past and so did several police cars, their sirens screaming. Arthur's eyes went wide. He knew where they were heading and he ran after them.

After several minutes of running he made it to where he suspected they were going. They were outside the Beilschmidt house. Francis and Matthew were standing outside watching the seen unfold with some of the neighbours. Matthew turned his head and smiled at Arthur.

"Hey Arthur." He said. "What brings you hear today?"

"I was going for a walk." Said Arthur wearily. Matthew would forever be some kind of sick mystery to him. "What about you?"

"I always go for early walks." Said Matthew. "Just when the sun comes up and the town is bathed in the blissfully warm embrace of light."

Arthur frowned. "Right... What happened here Francis?"

Francis turned to look at Arthur. His eyes seemed empty and hollow. "Didn't you hear?" He asked.

"Hear what?" Asked Arthur.

Francis bit his lip and gulped. "Last night Ludwig committed suicide."

Arthur's eyes went wide. "He what?"

TBC

Shinigami-cat: Yeah short chapter is short. I blame school work damn it... Please review?