IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I DID ANYTHING TO THIS STORY! I'M SO SORRY BUT I GOT FUCKIN' WRITER'S BLOCK FOR THIS STORY! I'M SORRY! Yeah… now that we got that out of the way… lol
Thanks to a story I started reading on my NEW KINDLE FIRE :D , it's called "Trapped" by Jack Kilborn. It has so many tortures to this story and I couldn't help to think this story is like my story except the ghost or whatever you call them are cannibals and the setting is on a island. So thanks to this book and bryan mccloud for the wonderful ideas to help me!
We should start now or I'll keep blabbing about my life. So enjoy! Hope the long wait was worth it.
-Cet
Falco and Katt
"What do you mean you have no idea where to go?" Katt says to Falco, upset at the fact they got to stay in this hell hole of a place for another second longer.
"Well I'm sorry, I fell down a hole and got knocked out cold and end up in some other bloody place."
Katt didn't yell at him after that statement. You can't blame him really, he was the one who fell down a hole and got lost. And in a way it was Katt's fault, she was to one who chased him to the tree. "I'm sorry…"
"It's not your fault, it's mine for wanting to come here but right now we got to find those two love birds."
"Well that's going to be a challenge."
They could be anywhere for all they know. They could be together still or separated, hopefully together. They could be hurt or safe. The questions about their safety kept growing.
"Well we got to start going somewhere; we're just sitting bait right now." Falco states to her. He then looks around him, deciding which way to go. "Maybe we should try heading towards the woods."
"Hell no!" Katt says and moves close to Falco, trying to convince him otherwise. "Usually I'm fine with that but the woods… it could be dark as hell in there. And who knows whose wandering around in there."
"Well it's worth a shot and we won't go into the woods, we'll walk next to it." He turns to her and looks at her dead in the eyes. "And I promise I won't go scarring you. We don't have the time for that."
Her eyes went and look at the direction where the woods are. Where the two of them are standing, they can see the tips of the trees. Was it really their only option? Could Fox and Krystal be in there, needing their help or are they back at the front gates deciding whether or not they need to look for Falco and her? "I don't know…"
Falco sighs then says, "I'll hold your hand if you want me to." With that he offers his hand to her and she looks at it, eventually grabbing his hand also. "Alright then, let's go. Looks like the hero furball might need our help."
The two start walking towards the woods, hand in hand.
But not alone as a little blue bird stands behind an old grave watching the two wander off. Little Nebula watches wearing all white, observe the bird and the cat walk off. Just then another girl approaches the bird, also wearing a white gown. The little cat stands next to her.
"Are you going to tell your daddy?" The little cat girl says.
"I'm going to tell him now." Nebula responds. With that, the two wander off into the darkness.
Krystal
The once little young dog now overpowers me. I move backwards yet a tree stops me. What the hell am I going to do? For all I know he might kill me. Maybe… if I try being nice… no! That's not going to stop him when he has angst written all over his face.
The leafs upon the ground blow away as he slowly starts approaching me. I look into his eyes, trying to make up some plan to keep him from not harming me. He's arms reach from me… oh God!
"Stop." Another voice, much deeper, calls out. The dog slowly shrinks till he's back to his usual height, and both of our eyes go to the source of the sound.
A man stands there, wearing a long black coat. He wears a hat that hides his eyes from my sight and he approaches the young dog. "Don't hurt her…" His voice sends a chill up my spine. "She can be used as bait for the fox."
"Fox…" I said aloud, getting a look from the other two but they look at each other again.
"Helen has Fox… that little twisted demon girl. Surely it should be interesting to see the results of the wolf's work." He smiles.
Fox… what have they done to him? Oh God, I hope he's okay. If this so called demon girl is truly twisted, hopefully Fox is capable of something of getting away from her.
"What should we do with her?" The dog says, turning to me and stares at my eyes.
The man in black looks at me as he gives me a glance at his red eyes, sending another chill up my spine. "I got word of an avian and a cat coming to the woods… you can use some kind of torturous way that will lure the two here." He smirks, and then vanishes.
The dog stares at me. My legs start shaking and I try moving back but the tree remains there. Shit! The dog reaches forward, grabbing onto my shoulders.
I couldn't help but to scream.
Fox
The wolf girl smiles, showing some dark self of her and starts pacing around me. We don't say anything to each other. What the hell…
I look around, seeking for anything that will tell me where I am, but only darkness surrounds us. I take another good sniff of the room and ended up coughing. The unpleasant smell… smells like rotted blood… I look at her wide eyed.
"I love it, honestly, when the living comes here at night. It's such a joy to get a new toy." She smirks at the word toy and let's a little laugh escape her mouth. "It's been awhile since I last got to play. I was starting to think all of my plans I created for playtime were going to be wasted." She then stops behind me. I can feel here eyes wandering on my back.
"Nice fluffy tail… I always wanted one."
The realization hits me of what she was implying. Was she really going to cut my tail off? "Fuck you!" I yell at her, and the wolf appears in front of me again.
"It's the last piece I need for my dolly to be completed."
Another light comes to life ten feet away from us, and there lays a body.
No… not a body.
Body parts stitch together of who knows how many people.
Blood covers the whole thing.
My eyes widen, I can't let them leave the sight of the thing. What the hell? What kind of parent let's their kid stitch together a dolly using people?
She walks off into the darkness, then reappears holding a butchers knife. "We're going to have to much fun, aren't we?" She smiles just as blood starts dripping out of her mouth.
…honestly… that last part disturbs me O.O
I'll try to continue as fast as I can! Hopefully much faster this time.
I hope this is good, I hope I didn't really rushed with this chapter. Please be good!
Have a nice night and a happy new year!
-Cet
