'Twas a long time ago, longer now than it seems, in a place
that perhaps you've seen in your dreams. For the story that you are
about to be told, took place in the holiday worlds of old. Now, you've
probably wondered the history of holidays came from. If you haven't, I'd say it's time you were begun...'
This is Halloween
It was a small town it seemed, surrounded by woods where shadows lurked behind all corners where young duo, Jack, and Stingy, wild in spirit and oh so clever, conjured up rouses and tricks to play on their fellow man because life's no fun without a good scare. That were their jobs, but they're not mean, except for one of them on Halloween. Everyone waited for the next surprise none came as in the woods the two would play.
There they met a handsome devil, huge and red, enjoying himself a ride in the moonlit night where Jack tricked the man into an apple tree for a bite to eat. His companion, however, had other plans for this big red lobster man and nailed crosses all across the tree so the devil couldn't get down. Now Stingy was a bad man, if you were on his list the best advice given would be to get out of town. While Jack may have tricked the devil he wished no harm where Stingy, well, he was a gambling man and he made a deal.
"Oh, I'll let you down from this tree only if you'll promise me that I won't go to hell and get punished by thee!"
Angry and sour the devil agreed to the plot and made the deal as Stingy and Jack took down the crosses from the tree so the devil may get down. Years passed and when it became time for the duo to move on they were denied the right to go to a better place for being naughty children in life, and the devil kept his deal and didn't allow them in a naughty place either. With no place to go, the two lost souls were forced to wander the woods of all eternity.
Jack, was not a bad man, just a man who played one too many tricks, so the devil placed his soul into a burning ember to be forever lit inside a hallowed up turnip so that way he would have a light to guide his way. However for Stingy, the devil had other plans, still angry for his tricks, he turned him into a shadow of the moonlit night, giving him a single bug to collect as pieces of himself for how disgusting he was under a sack to wear as clothes. The devil gave him a new name as well, the name parents used to scare their little naughty boys and girls; the boogie man, the who said to steal children away at late at night. So in the woods they wondered on, and made a home for themselves there and called it Halloween Town. All wondering souls who passed lost and confused allowed to live there as well for the dead will always have a home among the dead. The two founded became their kings, the reign of the Nightmare Pumpkin throne for all to see. Halloween Town grew and Jack, their humble ruler, was the guide of those lost souls who needed a home within a pumpkin. He built the holiday piece by piece until it had some resemblance to how you knew it today.
It was a day to celebrate the changing of the seasons, to celebrate the memory of the dead, to have a little fright but to also have a little fun. To be who you are and yet not, to have a treat or a trick with ghoulish pumpkins lighting your and all other souls at night. After all, the pumpkin held the soul of Halloween!
But as Jack, now known as the Pumpkin King, grew more beloved and loved by all, the other coin half, the Nightmare Throne King known as the boogyman grew bored. A scare was great but he wanted more, he wanted to see how far horror can go and how far people are willing to be scared so he put all his nightmare fuel to good use until one day, the pumpkin lights went out one by one. The lost souls forever gone, scared to death, bodies lie where they abandoned them.
Angry, Jack refused any more work to do with the Oogy Boogy Man, splitting the Nightmare Pumpkin throne in half and becoming the sole ruler of the town; making the boogie man stop his killing spree.
Now years passed and the town people slowly forgot the importance of the Nightmare Throne. Generation after generation there had always been a Jack Skeleton and an Oogy Boogy man, to rightfully take the name of the previous king or queen. You may have heard of such a Jack Skeleton who tried to take over Christmas, but here's a new story for a new generation. A story about a girl and her funny skeleton friends in Halloween town...
