I'm Not a Horror

Disclaimer: I do not own Snow White or anything of that sort. This story is based off a photo I found online and decided I wanted to try something dark for once. It's short, sweet, and to my point.

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

Years ago, I entered these woods to escape my evil step-mother. She sent that stupid huntsman to kill me, but his weak heart let me go. He later regretted that when my step-mother took his heart in turn of mine. But I was gone; somewhere I thought she would never dare to look.

Ever since I entered these woods, I encountered the spine-chilling and hair-raising inhabitants. The trees first tried to tear my flesh apart from the bone with their sharp branches that seemed to be fingers. When they would tear some flesh away, they would quickly shove it into their mouths, if that is what you could call the holes that looked like a grin dripping sap from their trunk. I escaped from them with only some flesh gone as I entered a clearing where the little forest animals lived. The creatures that I once thought were cute and cuddly seemed to all suffer from some disease as foam drips from their mouths and horrible sounds gurgle from their throats. I outran the animals and found a small cabin in the middle of the forest that was surrounded by a fence with various animals' heads on spikes.

This is where I met the most fearsome of the creatures: the dwarves. I first met them in their cabin, me waking to their little forms breathing down my neck as I woke from my sleep. They stared at me with glowing yellow eyes that had no pupils. On each of their heads were different colored hats that flopped to a point. Each face held a bloodcurdling grin that revealed yellowed and rotten teeth. Their ears were all huge and torn or wrinkled in different ways.

When I awoke to them all surrounding me, I no longer felt fear towards these strange and frightful creatures. I had learned from the trees and animals before and had taken a spike from the fence with me, which was then held tightly in my hand under the sheets. When one dwarf started to move closer, I took out the spike and pointed it to where its nose should have been. All moved back quickly, except for one on the opposite side. He began to growl, then charge towards me. He didn't stand a chance as I swiftly turned fully towards him and impaled his small form with the spike. The others were about to approach to seek revenge, but I began violently swinging the spike, with the dwarf still attached.

From under the sheets, I pulled out some rope I had found along my search of the house earlier and began lassoing the rope around each dwarfs neck. The seven seemed to calm down as I tied them in, but their smiles never faded or turned.

Time passed and the dwarfs and I worked together to strike fear to those in the forest. The dwarfs would sadistically and viciously tear apart anything and everything I told them to as I leashed their rope tightly around my left arm. We never left each other's side, and over time we became a warped family. But my heart no longer contained love, only malice.

Years seemed to have passed before I saw another human like being. It was one of the days I let the dwarfs actually out to hunt as I rested. A witch came to the woods, claiming she was selling her apples to a nearby village. Seeing something other than meat made my mouth slightly water and I took one from her basket. As I took a bite into the red skin, I realized something horribly wrong too late. My eyes began to burn until I no longer could see. My eyes became hollow black holes, making me rely on my other senses.

I howled in pain and to call my dwarfs as the evil which laughed. At first her laugh was croaky and harsh, but soon became one I one knew from my childhood. My old step-mother, the queen, had returned to finish her mission. Too bad she didn't know of my evil creatures. I knew they arrived when I heard the maniacal, high pitched laughter they sometimes displayed before a pleasing kill. I heard her beg and their footsteps got closer. Then the sound of tearing flesh, bone crushing in their teeth and her screams slowly fading away.

On the ground as I heard them continue their meal, I felt my hollow eyes. Then I felt something wet and warm along my arm. Reaching over, I realized one of the dwarfs were handing me a present. I took it, and realized soon what he gave me. The queen's heart now rested in my snow white hands for my doing. I grinned, one that would match my family's, and began eating the heart. I let the blood flow and the bitterness seep down my throat. My laughter even matched the dwarfs now as we all gathered around the queen's form to devour her whole.

I was no longer Snow White, princess of some wholesome and sweet kingdom. I was now Snow White, Queen of the Seven Dwarfs.

AN:

Hi everyone. I know this isn't very good, but please no negative comments. I'm challenging myself by writing short stories in a half hour based on these photos I found. So all these upcoming chapters are based off of creepy Disney photos (I will post a link later) in a half hour. Enjoy and thank you for reading!