I changed the title to Monsters because it seems more fitting to me…
Plus the story changed a little in my mind…
Let's continue!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my imagination!
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Matthew took everyone to the aisle with the book at the end. When he stopped in front of it everyone looked at him in concern.
"I-It really did swallow Al!" Matthew looked desperately at the normal looking book.
"I think the dust has been getting to you Matthew-san."
"N-No! It did!" Matthew stepped forward and reached out to grab the book. When his hand got near it the book started to glow.
"Wait! That's a-" Arthur started to say.
Then they were sucked in as well.
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Alfred groaned.
He hurt. Everywhere.
Reaching up he was surprised to feel a hood. Standing up he realized he was wearing a long black cloak. The cloak wrapped around him like water. If he put both of his hands out the cloak would wrap around his arms and cover his body from view. Putting his arms underneath his cloak he felt something appear in his hand.
It was a scythe.
WTF?
Alfred stared at the weapon as he brought it out. The staff was pitch black, like the cloak, and there was a chain wrapped around the blade. As he reached up to touch it the chain snaked out and wrapped around his wrist. Once it was wrapped securely around his wrist it snaked up his arm and wrapped around his neck. Alfred fell to the ground as he felt it choking him.
"S-Stop!" He gasped, desperately trying to claw the chain off. It burned briefly before cooling and disappearing from his grip. Thinking it was gone Alfred sighed and dropped the staff. He watched in amazement as the staff fell for three seconds before disappearing. Alfred stared for a minute before he reached into his cloak, felt the weapon again and took it out.
He did this about eight times before he finally quit.
"T-The scythe-it-it-disappeared. I-it-chains-burn-neck-and wrist…what?" Alfred managed weakly.
Finally looking around to distract himself he saw he was in a small opening beside a deep blue lake that shimmered in the setting sun. It was strangely silent for a forest. Walking cautiously towards the lake to see what he looked like, he gasped when he saw his reflection.
Staring back at him was a cloaked figure with a skeleton face. When Alfred touched his face he watched as the reflection's skeleton hand mimicked his movement.
It was so creepy…and cool.
Reaching up to see if his face really was a skull he felt something smooth and cold. Feeling around a little and experimenting Alfred realized it was a mask.
He pulled the mask off at the edge of his chin and lifted it away from his face. He gasped as he felt…emotions.
It was strange but until that point Alfred realized he hadn't really been feeling anything, just cold, unemotional curiosity. When the mask was off he felt fear, confusion and lowliness take its place as he recalled what happened in the library.
He fell to his knees and covered his face. Taking a few deep breaths he forced a smile on his face and looked at the bright side.
He had a wicked looking scythe.
He didn't have to worry about clothes.
He had a mask that turned him into an emotionless skeleton…
There weren't really that many bright sides to this.
Looking into the lake again tried pulling the cloak off for it to only move so that where he gripped it came up but the rest of him was still completely covered. After trying to pull up the bottom and his sleeves, his right hand, the one that grabbed the scythe, showed a red tattoo of a chain. He decided to try the hood around his head. The hood didn't fall off his head like his sweatshirt back home but when he tried the neckline the fabric pulled down to reveal another chain tattoo around his neck. As he studied it closer he realized it was more of a burn mark than a tattoo.
His gut told him to cover it up and leave it alone. Deciding to listen to his gut he let the cloak move in its strange way to cover up the markings. Pulling the mask inside his cloak Alfred relaxed when he couldn't feel it in his hand anymore. He looked at the lake water and decided he could use a good splash in the face to help him pull himself together.
When he touched the water though an image appeared. It looked like one of those scenes from a Hollywood movie. Where the image faded slightly at the edges and the water showed a moving image. Alfred would have laughed if it wasn't for what the image was showing.
It showed Kiku.
He was in one of the shrines at his home, except this one was much creepier, with spider webs and blood stains all over. Kiku was dressed like a lot of the…demons?...that were in his mangas. He had a tail that looked like a wolf's and a pair of ears on his head.
Want to know the scariest thing though?
Kiku's eyes were blood read and his smile was more of a cruel smirk.
Alfred knew this wasn't Kiku his friend.
He looked at his friend as Kiku smiled at a man that had the misfortune to wander in. Alfred felt his horror and determination to save Kiku rise as Kiku slowly killed the man.
The hero had found his first mission.
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As I was writing this I realized it had turned out much darker than I first anticipated…that and it has a Halloween feel to it…Instead I will plan to have this finished by Halloween so that you guys can find this story and read it around that time if you want to!
I'm pretty sure you guys know what Alfred is and I wasn't sure how to explain Kiku's outfit so I made a connection to his mangas.
I also tried to make it obvious what monster Alfred was but I can't tell you yet…
Wow this is my longest note yet…
Let me know what you think plz!
Thanks for reading!