Greetings, deplorable mortals, tis' I, Haze! Back once again to regale you all of my majestic self! Truly, I would've been impressed with myself if it wasn't to be expected. You peasants better listen well or it's a thousand lashes for all of you! Now READ!
"My plan is… we just have to show Haze to them, and they'll see just how awful of a character he truly is!" Maddie relayed her plan with absolute certainty.
"That's… actually not a bad idea." Briar thought it over and realized that the plan deserved some merit. "But are we sure that it's the only way to prove how much of a bully that meanie Haze is? I mean, looking back, I don't want to put Apple in any danger."
"Don't forget Raven." Madeline supplied.
"Yes, Raven too. We don't want to risk either of them getting hurt now, would we?" Briar shared her opinion on the plan Madeline had devised.
"True…" Madeline stroked her chin in deep thought. "We need to figure out a way to prove to them that Haze is evil without putting their safety on the line, hmm…"
"Hmm…" Briar joined her.
As the two were trying to come up with a foolproof plan, Raven was still having a difficult time trying to convince Apple to accept her decision, safe to say she was spelltacularly failing to do so as Apple was being particularly stubborn today.
Before long, the school bell rang, announcing the start of the next classes. The four girls realized that they'd be late if they kept dawdling around the hall any longer.
"Oh, oh, time for Princessology. What's your next class, Raven?" Apple's personality did a complete one-eighty as she returned to her usual bubbly, supportive self, which caught Raven by surprise as she fumbled her next choice of words.
"O-oh, um, Home Evilnomics, I guess?" She replied hesitantly.
"See? That is so perfect for you." Apple gleefully chimed as Raven rolled her eyes in an exasperated fashion.
"Well, we don't wanna be late. Guess I'll see you later then, Raven?" Apple sing-song with her perfect smile on full display.
Raven had to squint her eyes a little before finally responding, "Um, yeah, later, Apple." The fairer of the two nodded cutely at her, but before either of them could depart, a set of double doors slammed open from across the hall, revealing a chilling figure that was initially hunched before straightening themselves to a staggering height. Apple stood aghast as Raven looked on in shock as they made eye contact with the cryptic individual.
He smiled, revealing the rows of sharp teeth hidden underneath his pale lips. Apple shivered as Raven stepped in front of her friend protectively. Other students quickly fled from the room in a panic, but also deftly avoided the daunting figure standing in the middle of the doorway.
Raven kept quiet as Apple watched in fright as Haze scanned them thoroughly before his smile grew even wider at the pretense of their sudden encounter.
"Well, well, well… isn't this a surprise." His chilling voice reverberated something within the girls as their tongues remained tied.
"Daughter of the Evil Queen, I presume? I have to admit that your mother's actions were truly awe-inspiring. It was so vile, so wicked, so evil that even someone such as I was impressed by what she managed to achieve, for a mortal, that is." He droned, making Raven feel perturbed.
"And is that the Daughter of Snow White behind you? My, already sowing the seeds for your future roles, are you?" He snickered at Apple's shriveling form. "I hope you two can entertain me as much as your mothers once did." He then began taking his leave, but not before giving the girls one final glance. "I have high expectations – Oh, pardon me – hexpectations for you both, especially you, Raven."
He gave her a fanged grin before finally disappearing from their sight. Raven and Apple let out the breaths they were holding as the tense atmosphere left their senses.
"Who was that?" Raven tentatively asked no one in particular, but a strained voice decided to answer her.
"T-that would be Haze, son of Hades." A dull, almost lifeless reply brought out concern for the girls present. They found the disheveled form of Cupid, who looked like it had seen better days. Her dress was ruffled, and the feathers on her back were tattered. The pink hue of her skin looks paler than usual as she tries her best to appeal stronger than what the current state of her body is allowing.
"Cupid, what the hex happened to you?" Raven asked in great concern as she went over to Cupid's side.
"You look like you've been through a storm." Apple joined her side as they pressed the love-themed teen for further details.
"I-it's nothing, trust me." Worry bubbled within the girls. "Just didn't sleep well last night, that is all. Anyway, I really need to hurry before Professor Rumpelstiltskin sends me to detention. See you girls later." Before they could stop her, Cupid hurriedly fled from the concerned girls in the other direction, as they could only watch her retreating form.
"Cupid wait, I…"
"We…" Their words fell on deaf ears.
"Wait, what just happened?" Maddie spoke up, as both she and Briar finally broke out of their brainstorming session, unaware of the events that unfolded before them mere moments ago.
"Apple? Raven? You uh– doing okay?" Briar asked.
"Yeah, you two looked like you've seen a spirit or something." Maddie chimed.
Raven and Apple looked at each other in anxious thought before the daughter of the Evil Queen gulped and replied to their friends.
"You girls were right, Haze is bad news."
Haze found himself alone once again, he should have a class to get to, but he couldn't be bothered to look for the room.
"That wretch just had to have a different class. When I get my claws on her, I swear I'm gonna–"
"You scoundrel! Off with your head!" Someone yelled at him from behind, which caused the prince of the underworld to turn grim.
"Who dares spout such insolence towards my majestic self!" He raged as turned to confront the foolish mortals who had the gull to threaten him with a beheading.
Haze swiftly swiveled on his heels as his fiery eyes landed on a particularly short individual with a heart stamp over one eye, who held an equally enraged look aimed at him. She started marching toward Haze, her fury emphasized in each step. Once she was close enough, the girl pointed a firm finger on his chest, her nails almost dug into his skin.
"You're the heathen that charred my beautiful garden earlier!" She screamed at him, but Haze remained indifferent, as there was only one thought inhabiting his mind.
A child?
"Well? Do you have something to say for yourself, you big bully!?" Her piercing voice was starting to damage his eardrums.
Haze grasped her hand to stop this feisty character from prickling him. Using his free hand to encase her own, Haze gave her a few pats before straightening himself.
"Listen, little Missy." A tick mark formed on her head. "I may be an evil character to many, but even I have standards. As the future king of the underworld, I must become an example to all my future subjects. Which means that I don't mess with children such as yourself, so why don't you–" Before he could finish his sentence, the petite girl before him gave the young monarch of the underworld a sharp slap straight to his jaw which effectively cut him off. The act was strong enough to draw blood as Haze touched the area of impact where a golden viscous liquid dripped.
His initially impassive face turned into absolute fury as his golden irises lit up in flames. His outburst startled the hearty teen, and she took a few steps back. Haze shifted his gaze unto the nervous girl, tamed blue flames scorched into a fiery red as his anger reached a point of no return.
"To Tartarus with being a good role model. After I'm through with you, not even a hair on your pretty little head shall remain!" He roared as scorching red fire encased his arms.
Before Haze could pounce upon the frightened girl, some strange substance was poured above him. He looked up as a reflex, but inadvertently caused the sparkly dots to land on his pupils.
"My eyes!" He screamed in pain as he profusely rubbed his sockets.
"Kitty?!" The girl said in shock as her friend dumped the bucket she was holding on Haze's head before joining her side.
"Come on, Lizzie, that glitter isn't gonna hold him back for long!" The concerned girl grabbed her friend's wrist before leading the two away from Haze's wrath.
Haze snarled as his body burst into flames, which burned off any remnants of the shimmering product. The bucket swiftly melted, which revealed his eyes lit aflame.
"That's not gonna hold him back at all!" The shorter one deduced before quickening their pace and turning a corner.
Taking a runner's stance, a concentration of fire shot out of Haze's soles as the propulsion rocketed him forward in pursuit of the two troublesome girls.
"I'll tear your souls apart!" He sneered as he eventually bridged the gap between them. Without warning, he latched onto the girls, holding them by their necks as they struggled in his grasp.
"Say your prayers, you heretics." He uttered as the heat from his palms rose. Lizzie and Kitty began to choke with tears in their eyes, hoping for someone – anyone – to save them in their time of need.
"MISTER UNDERWORLD! I demand you release those two at once!" An authoritative voice demanded. Churning his head, Haze saw the distressed form of Headmaster Grimm and Madam Yaga looking on in worry about their students.
Haze observed the professors, disgruntled and annoyed as his fun was cut short. "And why should I?"
"If you don't, then we will have to take more drastic measures to keep you in line." Madam Baba Yaga retorted before pulling out a distinct crystal ball.
Haze stared at the object and its intended purpose in contemplative thought before clicking his tongue and finally releasing the girls from their torment. As Lizzie and Kitty harshly fell to the ground, they sputtered and gasped in deep breaths, coughing but relieved as a stream of air entered their lungs.
Haze said nothing else but acknowledged the Headmaster's warning, taking one more look at the despondent state of the girls. The two looked up, cradling their necks, as they saw his glare peering down on their weak and vulnerable forms. Lizzie looked at him in contempt, never had she been left more humiliated and fearing for her life than in the hands of this heinous character before her. Kitty was also in a similar state as her friend, she felt so helpless and pathetic when Haze gripped them strongly and threatened their lives for reprimanding him.
His domineering gaze lingered just a second longer before finally taking his leave without a second thought. The two Wonderlandians looked at his retreating form in animosity.
Headmaster Grimm rubbed his temples as Madam Yaga went to Lizzie and Kitty's aid. "Miss Hearts and Miss Cheshire, are you two alright?"
The princess of hearts rubbed her neck to ease the soreness before replying. "Alright?" She gasped out as the soreness in her neck remained. "Kitty and I were almost burnt to a crisp, and you're asking if we're alright?!" She admonished them.
Milton Grimm and Baba Yaga winced at her high-pitched shout. "And why did you two just let him walk away? It should be off with his head!"
"Miss Hearts, while I understand where this transgression is coming from, I must ask that you stop it at once." Milton Grimm attempted to defuse the situation but judging by the looks the two young students were giving him, he might've only made things worse.
"Are you seriously scolding us for our temper when we were this close to meeting our untimely demise and the only thing that evildoer got in return was a slap on the wrist!?" Kitty pointed out as Milton tugged at his collar nervously.
"Enough of this! Look, we are already in the process of concocting a suitable punishment for the child. Just know that he shall be admonished thoroughly and justly. So, for now, you two should go see the nurse and have her look at your injuries. In the meantime, I suggest that you and your friends try to avoid Haze Underworld at all costs. Do I make myself clear?" Madam Yaga stated concretely.
Both Lizzie and Kitty looked at each other with uncertainty before sighing. "Yes, Madam Yaga." They relented.
"Good, now move along. Headmaster Grimm and I shall deal with this mess for the moment and go have a little chat with this troublesome prince." She motioned for the two to leave, and so they did, glad that the burns weren't too severe to inhibit their movement.
"It hasn't been a day and already that boy has been nothing but trouble. Why did I even accept him as a student?" Milton Grimm regrettably admitted as his head began throbbing.
"You know why, Mister Grimm. Let's just be glad that classes are still underway." Madam Yaga floated past him. "I'll go ahead and repair the damage to the halls."
"You have my thanks, Madame. I shall write a report of this incident and send it to the overseer of this little experiment." Milton excused himself as he returned to his office. Baba Yaga assessed the damages done by that unruly prince, in all her years of teaching in this institution, he was by far the most difficult to deal with.
The elderly professor examined the spherical crystal in her hands with a hexing glare.
"I don't know why you were so adamant to initiate this little project of yours, but if anything ever happens to the students of Ever After High by your son's hands, you will pay dearly for it. Do you understand?" She stated firmly, waiting for a few seconds before a voice replied from the crystal.
An ominous hum resounded but faded just as quickly as if affirming her threat. Madam Yaga groaned before pocketing the orb and started to get to work on repairing the ruined hallways.
Cupid found herself feeling morose and crestfallen. She can only faintly hear the words of her professor prattling on about their current lectures. She couldn't focus, her mind felt adrift, lost in a sea of uncertainties and doubt.
The winged teen barely noticed the professor dismissing the class as she remained locked in her seat. Many students passed her in concern, offering their help on whatever it was that burdened her so, yet she couldn't muster up the strength to answer them.
Maybe she just needs time to herself, is what many students thought as they simply gave her a passing remark of support.
Sighing once again, the room was mostly empty as she remained seated and motionless. The air around seemed dull, and her eyes reflected a blank void of nothingness. Her skin lost its vibrant color as her wings sagged behind her back.
A few fleeting moments passed before she finally evoked everything within her power to stand and exit the classroom. Her thoughts were muddled, and brain activity was left befuddled as she continuously staggered in her steps. Her body was getting weaker and becoming more feeble.
Just then, her body quivered, her legs shook in her shoes as an all-encompassing presence appeared behind her.
"You look like a mess." His cold, uncaring voice breached her ears as she turned to face him. Haze raised a brow at Cupid's disheveled form.
"Here, this will fix you right up." He snapped his fingers as a pale of water appeared above Cupid before dousing her in its cold contents. She yelped as the chilling water seeped into her clothes, and cascaded down her body.
"That was from before." He laughed at her expense, his deep cackles reverberated across the halls of the school.
Ashamed but undeterred, Cupid tried to hold a strong front as she waited for Haze to finish from his fit of immaturity. Wiping a tear from his eye, Haze recomposed himself.
"I needed that. You have no idea what I had to deal with during your absence. Seriously, how childish can some of these people get? You almost kill them once, and somehow I'm the one in the wrong. Can you believe that?" He ranted as Cupid kept her mouth shut while also deadpanning at her supposed superior.
"And to top it all off, that old hag had the gull to threaten me? Me?! I should roast them on an open fire just for that bit!" Students were avoiding Haze and Cupid altogether, as many still held their disdain for the former. Hushed whispers regarding the two emanated from afar as Cupid allowed the bullying to unfurl.
"Anyway, I'm bored, and I want you to do something about it, knave." He directed at Cupid, who was now used to the assortment of names he had called her in the past few days.
"Like what, your Underworldness, sire." She didn't intend to come off as rude, but the dullness was no longer allowing her to act as she wanted.
"Watch your tone before I slice off that useless tongue of yours," Haze warned as Cupid gulped.
"Y-yes, sir." She corrected herself.
"Better, now then, how can my majestic self be entertained in this insufferable academy?" He asked once more.
"Do you not have classes in the afternoon, sir?" Cupid inquired as she tended to her training wings.
"Oh, you mean those lectures that are an absolute waste of my time?" Haze scoffed in return, showing his abhorrence on the topic of learning. "Why would I spend my time listening to these peasants when I can honestly do anything else?"
Cupid grumbled as low as she could, she felt like passing out at any moment if this back-and-forth talk were to continue any longer. She was already late for her next class but knew better than to ditch Haze's side if she wanted to keep on living.
"Now what do we have here?" He uttered in his usual dreadful tone. His toothy grin brought fear into innocent hearts as he eyed a pair of teenagers walking together side-by-side near the gardens behind the school. He was perched by a window sill as his reflection made a sinister snarl.
"Oh, that's just Hunter and Ashlynn, probably on their daily nature hike into the woods," Cupid said before realizing her blunder. Why the hex did I say that?!
"Wait, you're not going to do something to ruin their time together, are you?" Cupid watched her words, but now the concern for her friends outweighed the worry she held for herself.
"Whatever could you mean, young fledgling," Haze smirked as his eyes held a dark and sinister look that locked onto the two teens taking a stroll. "I'm just gonna give them a little detour to make things more hexciting." He grimly laughed before his body erupted into flames and disappeared from Cupid's side. All that was left was a charred floor and an inconsolable girl who prayed for the safety of her friends.
Haze reappeared in a cloud of fire and smoke within the covers of various trees. He saw the two fawning teens threading deeper into the woods holding hands and casting each other with love-struck gazes. The prince of the Underworld grinned sinisterly and with malicious intent as he thought of ways to ruin the pair's stroll.
"What a beautiful morning for a hike." The girl noted, "Don't you think so too, Hunter?"
"Yup, but it's only beautiful because you're here with me, Ashlynn." Ashlynn felt herself feeling flushed as she shoved Hunter playfully before the two erupted in blissful chuckles.
"Oh, stop it, Hunter. I'm so glad we're doing this, the rumors are starting to get to me." A sorrowful expression appeared upon her features, which Hunter quickly took notice of.
"Rumors? Oh, are you talking about what happened in the Castleteria yesterday?" She looked into his eyes as her face fell.
She sighed before settling her eyes on the path before them, "Yes, it's just incredibly hard to believe that someone would just show up randomly and set fire to the place. Who would even do something like that?" Disbelief plastered itself all over her face as Hunter took on a contemplative expression.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, Ashlynn. But it's true, I was there yesterday, and it wasn't an easy sight to witness." His joints still ached from yesterday's bout. Ashlynn quickly reacted by gently caressing his muscles, which helped greatly.
"Are you sure, Hunter? Maybe it was just an accident?" Shock tainted her voice as she tried to make sense of such a harrowing event that recently took place at her school.
"It was no accident, Ashlynn. I know what I saw, and I'm telling you this now because I love you. Avoid Haze at all costs." He stated firmly. Ashlynn was stunned at the seriousness of Hunter's tone, yet could only nod in response as they continued their stroll through the forest.
Deep in the shadows, a sinister laugh emanated from the dark. Haze's golden pupils peered into the shade as his sights remained locked onto the pair left unaware. With a snap of his fingers, he retreated deep into the covers of the trees.
"Brr… do you feel that? It's like it suddenly just got a lot colder." Ashlynn rubbed her arms for warmth as Hunter realized the shift in temperature.
"I can see what you mean. But that's impossible, it's the middle of the day for Godmother's sake." He took off his thick leather vest and gave it to his lover, who blushed from his chivalrous act. Something was amiss, Hunter figured, as he could visibly see his breath escaping his lips.
"Um, Hunter, did we take a wrong turn somewhere? Because I don't remember this part of the Enchanted Forest." Ashlynn drew closer behind Hunter as she pointed out the unfamiliar scenery around them. The trees looked dead, their hollow barks looked as gray as the sky during a storm. The once peaceful chirping of her feathered friends went silent and was replaced with the crackling of thorns and distant howls from afar. The air turned eerie and bleak as their vision was clouded by an unidentified mist that crept from any available crevice from where they stood.
"H-Hunter?" Her voice quaked as the son of the Huntsman tried to shield her with his arms.
"It's ok, Ashlynn. I'm sure if we remain calm and retrace our steps, then we can go back to where we–" His words hung in the air as a low growl cut him off. Turning their heads to a nearby bush, it rustled before a haggard-looking paw stepped out. Hunter gritted his teeth as a strange creature resembling a wolf appeared. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what it was, his eyes were foggy and the outlines of the snarling critter faded into the mist, only revealing its shape and intimidating form to the pair as it crept closer and closer.
"Oh, you poor thing." Hunter's eyes widened in both shock and fear as the daughter of Cinderella slowly but carefully made her way toward the blurred creature. Ever the caring and kind individual that she was, Ashlynn wasn't going to overlook a weak and injured critter who was no doubt in need of her help. She extended her arm out to the mysterious creature, but before it got too close, Hunter pulled her back a bit too violently as she winced from the act.
"Ow! Hunter, what the hex was that for?" She lightly fumed as Hunter placed himself between her and the monster beyond the mist.
"Stay back, Ashlynn. It's not safe!" He tightened the straps on his gloves as the beast snarled at him.
"What are you talking about? That poor little thing is hurt, and it needs our help!" She cried, but Hunter was resolute.
"Look, I don't even know what that thing is, but my guts are telling me that it's bad news!" It lashed at them and began circling the pair as Hunter acted as a barrier between it and his girlfriend.
"I thought you knew better than to judge a book by its cover, Hunter," Ashlynn said before breaching to the front past Hunter.
"Ashlynn, wait, come back!" He begged, but she was determined to help the creature whether he liked it or not. Ashlynn sat on her knees as he reached out her arm once again before the wild beast, who looked as if it was tilting its head at her.
"Don't worry, my woodland friend. I'm not here to hurt you." She said as the shadowy beast stopped its growls as it observed the girl. "That's it, come on. We can help, I just need you to get closer." Ashley spoke in a soft and gentle tone which usually calmed Hunter's nerves at any given point in time, just not now as his breath hitched and heaved. Sweats dripped from Hunter's pores as his worry for Ashlynn acclimated in his mind.
The beast laid low and crawled towards the hand reaching out towards it as it began to sniff around. "There you go, easy does it now." She beckoned for it to come closer, and so it did, slowly and cryptically.
Ashlynn could feel its breath upon her palms now, it was cold and dreadful, but she kept her sights on the problem. "See? I told you, Hunter. Our friend over here needs our help, now I need you to go grab my–"
"ASHLYNN, LOOK OUT!" Hunter screamed, unknown to Ashlynn that the wolf-life creature bared its fangs and flexed its claws at the girl before lunging at the naive teen. Just when the strike was about to land, Hunter intervened in time and took the scratch for Ashlynn. He raised his arms as the beast's paws slashed at him, which pierced his skin and caused him to bleed from its sharp claws.
"Augh!" He hissed from the pain as he fell back and landed on Ashlynn's chest, where she cradled him.
"Hunter!" She cried as tears began to fall from her eyes. The injury looked severe as copious amounts of blood started seeping out from the wound. Ashlynn looked back at the creature as it snarled at them once more while brandishing its rows of jagged teeth.
The daughter of Cinderella panicked as she hastily pulled the son of the Huntsman back up with too much force as he screamed from having his arms pulled. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She profusely apologized, but Hunter paid it no mind before tugging his girlfriend away from the monster who stepped closer.
"We gotta go, now!" He commanded as she nodded and helped prop him up before the two fled from the scene. Blood dripped from his arms, which tainted the path with red. Hunter pulled out a spare cloth and wrapped it around his wounds to stop the blood from flowing, his mind turned fuzzy as his arms felt numb and cold to the touch. Ashlynn noticed Hunter's pace was starting to slow down as she was forced to drag him along with her.
How could she have been so foolish? If she only listened to her boyfriend, then none of this would've happened. They wouldn't be lost, Hunter wouldn't be on death's door, and they could've spent the afternoon basking in each other's embrace. Her breath came in short intervals as her lungs started to burn. The muscles in her body ached and were strained to their limits as the wolfish beast slowly bridged the distance between them. As if drunk on the scent of freshly shed blood, the feverish look in its eyes heightened, driven by hunger and madness.
The stench of iron soon filled Ashlynn's senses as her legs finally gave up on her, she fell onto the ground, pulling Hunter with her in a resounding thud. Dirt and grime smudged her body, her dress clung to her skin from all the sweat and filth she incurred. Hunter groaned in her arms as his injury worsened, his skin looked infected as it turned into a nasty purple color and the bandages were drenched in red.
The life slowly faded from her lover's eyes, causing her to cry out, "Hunter!" Ashlynn sobbed and heaved as she resorted to drag both their bodies across the earth. Her arms were already numb at this point as tears clouded her vision, mixing with the filth that stuck onto her face.
"Just a little more, just a little more, Hunter!" Pulling with all her might, she found her body unresponsive to her pleas as exhaustion took its hold on her. With what little energy she had left, she lifted her head to see the beast creeping ever closer to their exhausted and motionless bodies.
It began gnashing its teeth as it crept towards the pair. The monstrous entity appeared to grow in size, as it soon towered over its prey like a mountain beyond the horizon. Ashlynn couldn't move, nor could she speak as fear gripped her mind and soul in its strangling grasp. She soon accepted her faith, cradling Hunter in her arms to feel any semblance of warmth from him before their untimely demise. She waited, and waited, but the beast simply stood over them as if it was merely taunting their final plight. Then, a strange sight occurred before Ashlynn, the beast stood up on its hind legs, bizarre, yet nothing too outlandish in the world of Ever After. It was what it did soon after that caused Ashlynn to gape and gasp in disbelief and astonishment.
It smiled.
Nothing like how her friends from the forest would beam at her presence, rather this was one of a more sinister and malicious nature. Its blank and soulless eyes stared forward with purpose. The rows of teeth gleamed under the pale atmosphere as the frightening image of the beast standing over her was soon engraved into Ashlynn's mind. She was thankful that Hunter never had to see the nightmarish picture in front of her as the beast took a step back. Its cryptic face that relayed a silent warning remained locked unto their despondent forms as it slowly retreated into the dark of the forest. The mist soon shrouded the creature as it fell even deeper back, the last Ashlynn could see was its daunting eyes and dreadful smile aimed at her before vanishing from their sight. What once was a desolate and grim landscape shifted back into the tranquil and beautiful Enchanted Forest.
Ashlynn blinked, she shook her head in shock from the blasphemous situation she just endured. She gripped the sides of her head to retain the last strand of sanity stored away in her mind. She looked around, noticing no signs of the once-dark atmosphere that had befallen her surroundings. Raising her arms, not a stain of blood, or a smudge of dirt remained. Her dress was as pristine and tidy as before they entered the forest. She gasped before her sights shifted to Hunter, who was sound asleep on her lap. His arms were fine, with no sign of the bandages or wounds that were inflicted upon him earlier.
It's as if it was all – "A dream?"
The songs of birds and the rustling leaves formed a symphony that deafened any other noise. But beyond the enchanting melody, a deep, dreaded laughter echoed from afar. Haunting those who are unfortunate enough to hear his voice.
Cease with all the boring questions, how about asking me something worth my time? Like my trophy collection, or the time I "accidentally" caused Atlantis to sink a second time! Or maybe even my beloved pet, who I love so much!