Hello there! PuzzleMaster1998 here with another new story!
It's Krampus!
The 2015 movie disappointed me. It wasn't quite like I thought it was going to be. So, after a bit of thought, I decided to write my own Krampus story. I was partially inspired by CampGreen's Krampus story. But most of this came from my strong imagination. There is genderbending.
I will not do full descriptions of Krampus and other characters besides my OC until they meet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Krampus. Michael Dougherty does!
Let's begin this, shall we?
The Letter
It was the middle of June. A cool breeze brought the residents of Bowling Green, Kentucky, much relief from the baking sun. The city of Bowling Green was well known across the United States to any car enthusiast or collector for one main reason. It was the only place in the U.S. where Corvettes were manufactured. It had a few libraries, several churches, a Walmart, Target, and several other stores, buildings, and houses that were typically found in cities.
On the outskirts of the town, farmland and forests made up the landscape, with a few small neighborhoods scattered among them.
In one of these neighborhoods was a small house with a large front yard. It had a small flowerbed filled with beautiful flowers, and a green mailbox sat at the end of the driveway, while a small car sat next to the house. The house itself was one floor, and was made of brown brick. The front door was red with white trim, and the gold numbers "1537" were nailed on the door.
Inside, a teenage boy sat at his kitchen table with paper and pen in his hand, with pencils next to him. He had slightly tanned skin, light brown hair, and bright blue eyes. He was wearing red shorts, socks that had Pokémon on them (in this case it was Pikachu), and a black shirt with a red fox on it. This 18 year old was Gavin Woodring.
(Author's Note: Some of you may be wondering how he owns a house at 18. It happens. In this case, he had been fortunate enough to have won the 10 million dollar national lottery several months before. Although, the government took half of that, so he really only got 5 million. That was more than enough to buy the land and build the small house, with money still left over. Also, he has a well-paying job at the veterinarian's office in town. He helped feed/take care of the animals that stayed overnight at the office. Satisfied now? Good. Now back to the story.)
Gavin smiled as he wrote his letter to Santa. He knew others would think he was crazy for still believing in Santa, but he knew he existed. Someone had to have left those presents for him under the tree at the shelter for the last four years he'd been out on his own. And he knew they weren't from any friends or relatives. He didn't have any. He was an orphan, and people thought he was weird, so they left him alone. And he definitely knew that they didn't come from the people who volunteered at the shelter. People tended to leave him alone and focus more on the elderly and disabled.
His smile widened as he finished the letter, and set it aside as he then pulled out a second piece of paper. This one was for a second letter that was just as important as the first.
This one…was for Krampus.
Gavin had discovered Krampus about a year ago when he had been surfing the web, looking at Halloween costumes and decorations. He'd found an interesting, scary figurine that was labeled "Krampus," and typed the name into the search bar. The results that came up had surprised him, and he did further research on Krampus. Thus, his interest of Krampus was born.
He hummed a little tune as he wrote the letter, eyes narrowing in concentration. Once he finished, he looked it over, and nodded. "Perfect," He said as he then folded both letters a few times, before he then wrote the name of the person they went to on each of them, making sure that he put the right name on the right letter. He got up from the table, holding the letters in his hand as he went into the small kitchen and pulled open a drawer. He pulled out some stamps and an envelope, before returning to the table.
Upon sitting back down, he placed the two letters inside the envelope, before licking the seal and closing it up. He then placed a stamp on it, before he wrote his name and address next to it. Finally, he wrote "Santa Claus, the North Pole" in the middle of the envelope's front.
"I hope they like the letters," He said as he got up and went over to the front door, putting on his blue sneakers. 'Especially Krampus,' He thought as he opened the door.
Shutting the door behind him, he walked up his driveway before reaching the mailbox. "Safe travels," He said with a smile as he placed the letter inside his mailbox, and raised the flag, closing the lid before heading back inside. Once he shut the door behind him, he went to the living room to do a puzzle.
Meanwhile…
The wind started picking up outside, causing the trees to sway and rattle their branches. The mailbox stood firmly against the wind, but the lid started rattling. Suddenly, as if an invisible hand was there, the flag was pushed down and the lid fell open, revealing the letter inside.
The letter flew out of the mailbox and was caught by the wind, which carried it into the sky as the lid closed. The wind carried the letter through the clouds and into the air above them, leaving the letter slightly damp. The sun's heat dried it very quickly as the wind carried the letter through the sky, passing planes, mountains, and skyscrapers as it headed north. Eventually, the letter was sent back through the clouds. Upon reaching the other side, the wind continued to carry it through the snow falling from the clouds.
On and on the letter flew as it passed over the ocean, and soon passed the Arctic Circle. As it neared the North Pole, icebergs started to dot the ocean while the snow stopped and the clouds disappeared. The blue sky was then lit up with the colorful lights of the aurora borealis.
The wind picked up speed, and the icebergs soon disappeared as they were replaced by a giant sheet of ice. The letter zoomed over the ice, nearing the North Pole.
Suddenly, it passed through an invisible barrier with no effort. When it passed through, a large island covered in pine trees and snow could be seen. The letter soon reached the island, and the wind carried the letter through the trees, heading to some unknown location.
Eventually, the trees stopped, and the letter exited the forest. In the distance, a large village appeared, with a larger building beyond it. The wind blew through the village, causing the inhabitants, who were elves, to hold their hats to their heads. The letter was carried quickly through the village, heading straight to the large building.
The wind pushed open a window, sending flakes of snow into the dark room as the letter flew inside. It floated around the room for several seconds before it landed on a beautiful wooden desk. The window then shut with a loud 'bang!'
Silence filled the room for several seconds, before the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the door. The knob turned, and then the door swung open as a figure walked in. They reached out to the wall, and flicked on a light switch, filling the room with a warm light from the ceiling. The room was revealed to be an office of sorts, with a wooden desk, a comfy chair, a fireplace, and several filing cabinets for furniture, while green carpet covered the floor. On the wall, which was covered in red wallpaper, hung images of Christmas and various winter activities.
The figure was revealed to be a woman, who was wearing green and white striped baggy pants, red fuzzy slippers, and a red shirt with a Christmas tree on it. She sighed as she walked further into the room, a steaming mug of hot cocoa in her hand.
"What did the wind deliver this time?" She said as she walked over to the desk and saw the letter sitting there. "Another letter." She sighed as she sat down in the chair, setting the mug on the desk.
She then saw who it was from, and smiled.
"Gavin Woodring," She said as she picked up the letter. "What do you want for Christmas?" She then proceeded to carefully open the envelope, taking care to not damage the envelope. She arched an eyebrow when she saw the two folded pieces of paper inside.
She pulled them out and set them on the desk along with the envelope. She saw that one of them had the name "Santa" on it, while the other one appeared to not have a name on it. She flipped it over to see if there was a name on the other side. Her eyes widened when she saw whose name was written on it.
"He…he wrote a…a letter…for her," She said with wide eyes, slowly picking up the paper with the word "Krampus" on it. "An actual letter." She grew an excited look as she said, "Krampus got a letter!" She stood up, and headed towards the door, saying, "I gotta give this to her!"
She quickly walked out of the room, which was her office, and went down the hall. She soon stopped at a door decorated with intricate designs, and knocked, saying, "Krampus, I have something for you! It's important!"
She heard a feminine groan come from inside, before a woman's voice replied in frustration, "I swear Nicole, if this is something dumb, I will not speak to you for an entire year!"
The sound of the door being unlocked soon reached her ears. "Don't worry Krampus," Nicole said as she hid the letter behind her back. "It'll be important to you once you see what it is."
The door then opened, revealing Krampus, who was wearing blood red shorts that had a hole in the back for her tail, and a black shirt that had the words "Are you Naughty or Nice?" on the front, with the word "Naughty" in red and the word "Nice" having a halo over it. She looked at Nicole with a flat look, and said, "Alright, what is so important that you had to interrupt me making plans for punishing the naughty children this upcoming Christmas?"
Nicole shifted in place slightly and looked down as she replied, "Well, the wind brought me another letter just a few minutes ago, and-"
"Hold it!" Krampus interrupted, holding a hand up as she took a few steps forward. "You interrupted me…for a letter?" She asked incredulously.
She nodded sheepishly, causing Krampus to sigh as she stepped back into her office.
"I'm not talking to you for a year now," She stated as she started to close the door.
"WAIT!" Nicole cried as she put her foot against the door, stopping it from closing. "Let me finish! There were two letters in the envelope."
Krampus didn't respond, and just resumed closing the door, using her strength to force Nicole to remove her foot. The door shut with a "slam!", and the sound of the locks being turned reached her ears, causing her to cry out, "One of them is for you!"
Silence greeted her ears, before the door was quickly unlocked and opened, with Krampus staring at her angrily.
"What?" She growled, causing Nicole to shiver slightly.
"One of the letters in the envelope is for you," She answered as she held out the letter towards her.
Krampus looked at the letter, and her eyes widened when she saw "Krampus" written on it in black ink. She reached out, and took it from Nicole gently, handling the letter like it was made of the finest china. She stared at it for several seconds, before she looked back at her with a small smile.
"Thank you," She said before she turned and went back into her office, shutting the door behind her and locking it.
'You're welcome,' Nicole thought as she sighed with a smile as she stared at the office door for a few seconds, before she walked away, heading back to her office to read her letter from Gavin.
Krampus stared at the letter in her hands as she slowly walked back to her desk, sitting down in her comfy chair. With one hand holding the letter, she used the other to move her plans for punishing naughty children to the side.
She then placed the letter carefully on her desk, before she just stared at it, tears welling up in her eyes. She soon felt the tears stream down her face as she smiled. She was so happy to receive a letter. Ever since she had met Nicole several centuries ago and became friends, she had seen the joy she would have whenever she received a letter, and grew envious of her. She never got letters from anyone. People were too scared of her to want to write to her, or so she had thought. And yet, one person had written to her. One person had been brave enough to send her a letter.
Oh, how she thanked the Almighty God with all her heart for this! It didn't matter to her if the letter was full of hatred and anger. All that mattered to her was that someone had cared to write it and send it.
She wiped her eyes, and took in a deep breath, before she opened the letter. Once she opened it, she noticed that it had an address at the top, but decided to think about that later as she began to read. She read: "Dear Krampus. Hello! My name is Gavin Woodring, and I am 18 years old. I learned about you last year, and instantly became interested in you and your story/legend. I noticed though, that people tend to talk about you negatively, which made me realize that you probably never got a letter before. I know the feeling of never getting a letter from someone. I don't have any family or friends. I'm an orphan. But, I don't let that get me down! I'm a big optimist, and I help others when I can. I also draw as a hobby, along with other things. I won't keep you reading much longer, since I'm sure you have things to do. I hope you enjoy my drawings! Sincerely, Gavin Woodring."
At the end of the letter were a few drawings of her, as a male of course, since people had messed up that bit of information about her from the beginning, as well as some other things. They were pretty good. As she examined them, she idly wondered how he would draw her if he knew that Krampus was actually a girl.
She then noticed something was written below the drawings, and looked closely at it. It read: "P.S. If you would like to become pen pals with me, my address is at the top of the paper."
She sat back in her chair with wide eyes as she digested all the information that she had read in the letter. A human teenager who still believed in Nicole, aka "Santa," had learned about her and had found her interesting. Also, he knew, in a way, how she felt not getting letters from someone. Finally, he wanted to be her pen pal!
She closed her eyes, and took in a few deep breaths to help her relax, before opening them again. She thought about what she had read once again, and decided to think about it more later. Right now, she decided to ponder the question he had added at the end.
Did she really want to become his pen pal?
'Yes,' She thought immediately. 'Without a doubt.' She'd just found a person who didn't hate her, and was interested in her. No way was she going to let this opportunity go!
With that, Krampus sighed happily before she pulled out a pen and paper from her desk, and started to write.
Well, things are getting interesting now, aren't they?
What I said about Bowling Green and Corvettes is true. I used to live there when I was a young child.
The next chapter will be coming out soon!
PuzzleMaster1998 signing off!