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Legend of the Six Chapter 21: What Must Be Done

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“Are you ready?”

Katherine takes a deep breath, focusing herself, before she opens her eyes and nods. With a nod back, Catherine is instantly on the attack, throwing magicks and sword strikes alike at the younger Blessed.

Maria watches with a sharp, attentive gaze, continuing to take notes about the girl’s form and style. Next to her is Anna, taking a bird’s eye view of the spectacle thanks to some trees nearby, always alert when it comes to the younger woman. Anne, too, had decided to drop by, leaning against the trunk of the tree that Anna was sitting in, a bit more relaxed than usual lately. Usually, she’d be up in the tree with Anna, but she wanted a closer look at, quote, “when Katherine kicks Catherine’s ass.”

Though only a Blessed for a few days, Katherine had become remarkably skilled within that short amount of time; she could control the powers a lot better, for one, and her Druid skillset seemed to only be amplified by the sudden burst of energy infused within her.

“She’s gotta be a Phoenix,” Maria says casually.

Anna nods. “I agree.”

Anne raised an eyebrow, looking over at Maria. “What’s that mean?”

“There’s different types of Blesseds,” Maria replies, smirking as Katherine dodges a particularly complex surge of magick from Catherine. “Blesseds can be many things - straight healers are Dawnbreakers. Those that use their Blessed skills for the search of knowledge are Templars. The more active, combat-based ones are Wildfires - they’re also the rarest and most powerful. And the ones that are the most in tune with nature are part of the Blessed Phoenix group.” She nods her head towards Catherine. “Catherine is a Wildfire, for example. And the best damned one that has ever been.”

“I think you’re a bit biased,” Anne teases, making Maria roll her eyes fondly.

“She is, though. It was decided by the Council, before… things got messy.” Maria sighs, running a hand through her hair.

Anna frowns at that. “Maria… we saw a lot of ash piles at the Sanctuary. Those… those were Blesseds, weren’t they?”

“And Squires,” Maria confirms, nodding solemly. “When Blesseds die, they turn to ash.”

“So… Henry marched on the Sanctuary and killed all the Blesseds?” Anne asks softly, gaze down towards the ground as she came to the realization.

“We could revive them,” Maria says, “but it’s risky. And time consuming. It takes years just to revive one Blessed, and don’t get me started on the resources involved. I don’t think there’s enough to bring everyone back, with the Realm in control of as much as it is - and even then, it could take centuries of dedication. We simply don’t have the time. And considering what we know from trying to summon Blesseds to Hidden Gem that one time… it’s possible that the rest of the Blesseds have either died or gone into hiding and won’t appear again until it’s safe. It’s possible to hide your Blessed powers - Catherine does it all the time - so people could just be doing that, but...”

Anne looked up to find Catherine there, still fighting Katherine. She looked completely focused on the task, as serious as Anne had ever found her.

“That’s why she’s training Katherine so hard, right?” Anne asks. “Because it’s very possible that they’re the only ones left.”

Maria nods. “You could be looking at the last of the Blesseds, yes.”

They’re very silent for a moment before, suddenly, a victorious cry rings through the air. They look up to find Katherine, her hand up and aimed at Catherine. Catherine had her entire form bound with golden vines that sprouted up from the ground. Try as she might, Catherine didn’t seem to be able to break them.

“I yield,” Catherine says with a grin. “Wonderful work, Katherine.”

Katherine is so excited about beating the other Catherine that she fails to see the Wildfire very easily break from the vines and stand up, much to the other’s amusement.

“Hey, you lot wouldn’t have been able to break through them,” Catherine says. “It’s a Blessed thing. So yes, she won, because she isn’t going to be facing me when the time comes.”

Katherine, however, is still celebrating.

“Wonderful work, love,” Anna says with a big grin.

Katherine smiles brightly at that before they all look towards an approaching figure.

“Hey, guys?” Elizabeth says. “Cathy wanted to me to grab you all. We’re ready to get going again.”

They all head back up to the hideout. Inside, the place had gotten larger - a magickal trick that Cathy was all too pleased to pull off. With her vortex magicks, the woman had managed to make more than enough room for the new additions to the team, as well as some extra rooms should others be summoned.

The only room not active was Jane’s, still untouched and sealed from when the last time the woman had closed the door. No one had decided to go in there, and Catherine had demanded it be left undisturbed.

Anne, begrudgingly, agreed once Katherine returned.

Anne and Katherine kept their usual room, though Maggie would be in there until she was fully recovered. Elizabeth took a room as close to her mother as possible. Maria has her own room, but would often stay up all night in Catherine’s that it rarely mattered. The room next to Anna’s was currently unused, but that would change when Bessie and Avril joined for the final assault.

It was in the infirmary in which everyone gathered, where Maggie was still resting.

Anne gave her closest friend and confidant a gentle smile, running a soft hand through her hair. Maggie, with a gentle smile back, leaned into the touch.

“How’re you feeling, Mags?” Anne asks.

“Far better than before, thanks to Cathy and Elizabeth,” Maggie replies. “Feels like I’m back in m’ own head.”

“We’ll keep her for observation for a while longer,” Cathy says, “but I don’t see why she couldn’t be up and moving around in a few days. She responded well to the potions we made, especially the ones that were infused with Blessed Magicks.”

Anne looked over at Catherine at that, who simply nodded in Anne’s direction. As Anne mouthed “thank you,” Cathy looked to the rest of the team.

“We’ve made very good progress towards where the festival will be, right?” Cathy asks, prompting Catherine to step forward.

“We’re pretty close, but we still have some things to take care of,” Catherine replies. “The festival is in a few months time, after all, but thanks to bad roads and lack of transportation, people will start to show up sooner rather than later. So we’ll need to stick around this area until then.”

“Still gives us a lot of options,” Anna says. “We’re fairly close to Holbein. From what I’ve heard, they’ll likely do this in the Capitol, possibly make it the biggest Moonlight Festival there’s ever been.”

Maggie slowly raises a hand. “What… exactly is the Moonlight Festival?”

“Oh, that’s right,” Cathy says, “it’s only been around for a few years, so you wouldn’t know about it, huh?” Cathy smiles sympathetically at that. “It’s the biggest festival in the land. It celebrates the passing of the moon into a new year.”

“It’s actually just a big scam on Henry’s part,” Catherine says bitterly. “There weren’t any non-Blessed holidays around this time of the year, so he made up one. Said it was the most important holiday of the year because it’s his birthday, which isn’t even true, but he altered the records to make it so. It really was a way to undermine the Blesseds and our theology.”

Maggie frowns. “Sounds terrible… and petty. Who would even consider doing such a thing?”

“People that want to make money and seem more important than they are-” Maria starts, but when Catherine chuckles at the hostility, Maria smiles sheepishly. “Sorry. I’m still angry about that.”

Catherine readjusts.

“The Moonlight Festival brings in the best and most expensive merchants to the area. It’s a way for people to give and receive. Transactions are a major part of it, and many people figure out their year worth of work due to the deals made then.”

“So that’s why people show up months early,” Anna finishes. “It’s not just the festival, but the deals made in the months before it. It’s a huge thing.”

“So we’ll stick around here to see who is coming and what type of security they’ll be setting up,” Catherine nods, “and altering our plans due to that.” she looks at Anne. “I’ll need your help with the scouting.”

“I’m at your call,” Anne replies, nodding. “Once Maggie is ready, she’ll be helping me with that.”

“Great,” Catherine looks at Elizabeth. “I’ll need to pick your brain about the castle, the people working there, and the current royal family.”

Elizabeth nods. “Any information I have is free to you. Whatever helps.”

Catherine smiles. “That should be it for now. Let’s see what we can do with this first, then we can get to the next stage of preparation.”

The group leaves, save for Cathy, Anne and Maggie.

Anne sits on the side of the bed. “How’re you feeling?”

“A bit weirded out, if I’m honest,” Maggie replies. “It’s all very strange. Trying to think about it all is… a very interesting experience.” She shakes her head. “I’m just… I’m glad you’re safe. I didn’t think you would be.”

Anne chuckles, kissing the top of the girl’s head. “Of course I would be. I always get out of trouble, don’t you worry.” She looks over at Cathy. “Can I stay with her tonight?”

“Of course,” Cathy says, standing up. “I’ll leave you two to catch up. I’m sure there’s still a lot more to be said.”

Cathy leaves as the two start to chat, closing the door behind her. She turns away from the door to find Elizabeth standing there. “What’s up?”

“I… I think I need your help,” Elizabeth says. She gently takes Cathy’s hand and rushes towards Catherine and Maria.

“What’s going on?” Maria asks, tilting her head.

“Where’s Katherine?” Elizabeth asks.

“She’s down in the trees with Anna, she wanted to take on Peleazar’s magicks,” Catherine replied. “I wanted to see that, but it looks like you’ve got something else on your mind.”

Elizabeth nods.

“We need to go see Jane.”

The rest of the group’s eyes go wide.

“What?!? Why?” Cathy asks, a bit angry at the question. “She betrayed us, if we go to her she’ll just do it again!”

“That’s not the case,” Elizabeth promises. “I’ve been working with her since this began, remember? I knew this was her plan, but… she never had the intention of doing it. So why did she do it now?”

“Because she got caught?” Catherine asks. “Because we found out she was the one that put the hit on Anne? That she ordered her execution?”

“That information was never supposed to be found, though,” Elizabeth presses. “Isn’t it weird that, in the tens of thousands of books that were on those shelves, Anne Boleyn happened to find the most damning piece of information she could find?”

“Are you saying someone planted it?” Maria asks.

“I’m saying SHE planted it. That Jane Seymour herself planted that information, wanted to get caught,” Elizabeth replies. “That part, the part where Anne realizes the truth, it was never in the plan. She was supposed to keep everyone in check, to report back to myself or Mary on the movements you all made, then only strike like that once the time came. I don’t understand why she did it early.”

Catherine sat back and thought about it.

“If she wanted to get caught, then… maybe this is something she’s thinking up?” Catherine asks, tilting her head. “Maybe she figured out a new way to take down Henry?”

“Doubtful,” Elizabeth says. “It’s not about her taking down Henry. It’s her moving the cards in a way that no one expected.”

“Well, not in a way that any of us on either side expected her to,” Maria says. When everyone looks at her, she shrugs. “What’s her big motivation, Elizabeth? She talked about him more than enough times.”

Elizabeth thinks about it for a moment before her eyes widen in realization.

“Edward? She’s doing this for Edward? But why?”

Catherine steps forward.

“How about we find out? We’ll talk to her, as you requested, Elizabeth.” Catherine shrugs. “It’ll be nice to see how she’s doing anyways, to see if she’s really that far gone.”

“You think she can be saved?” Maria asks.

“I think she’ll be a good ally to have if we can have her,” Catherine asks. “And I think she’s playing a very, very good political game here.”

She stops, though, looking down at the corridor in which the Infirmary was.

“Just one thing. We can’t allow Anne to join. We need Jane alive.” She looks at everyone else then. “So we keep this a secret from them, and from Katherine.”

“Another secret in this little circle of ours, hm?” Cathy asks, sighing. “What can possibly go wrong?”

They all agree, though, and with that the next immediate step in the plan is set: to some, it’s to wait for Maggie to recover; for the majority, however, it’s to leave at nightfall to meet the newly-minted Lost Queen of the Realm.

Back in the Capitol, the land of the Realm was celebrating the return of the Lost Queen, the one and only Jane Seymour, who had been recovered from the face stealing band of bandits. Any mention of Jane herself being with the criminal group was erased from history, she found, and she was welcomed home as a hero.

Funny how fast history can be rewritten by the victors.

A crown of white and purple lilies adorned her head, her usual outfit now remade with jewels and the finest of materials, there had been celebration over the lost queen’s return for over a week now. With the last day of celebrations upon them, Jane was more than happy to finally be done with the whole affair.

The only thing that made it even tolerable was, of course, her son.

Edward was more than delighted to see his mother once again, and even more excited when he realized that she would be staying for a long, long time, according to his father. He was basically always at his mother’s side at any given moment, catching her up with everything she missed. His enthusiasm over her coming back seemed to lighten the mood not only around him, but within the entire castle.

“It’s been quite a while since he smiled like that,” Mary had mentioned, a soft smile gracing her own features at the thought. “It’s nice. And Henry seems to be a bit more relaxed currently as well.”

It’s the second part that gave Jane a chill down her spine.

She’s not sure what to think of Henry currently; she knows that everything the queens had said to her during their little adventure was true. She knows how much history Henry has edited, how much pain and sorrow he’s caused. Still, she went on with it, continued to play her part.

All for him. For Edward.

He was safe, and that’s what mattered. This entire thing - the original plot, the sticking with Henry, the betrayal… it was all just a way to-

“Jane!”

Her thoughts are cut short by Henry’s arrival. He walks into the throne room with a smile, extending a hand towards his wife. She takes it immediately, not wanting to make him angry, and rises to meet him. He moves towards the throne room… and then passes it.

Jane frowns.

“Where are we going, my love?” Jane asks, curious.

He smiles. “Just follow, my love. Edward will follow, won’t you, boy?” When Edward nods, Henry smiles even wider. “That’s a good lad.”

They walk through the halls of the castle into a room. Henry closed the door and opened a painting, revealing a stairwell that Jane couldn’t place, before eventually finding their way into what looked like a cellar.

Jane frowns.

“What is this place?”

Henry smiles proudly. “This is how we win this war against Holbein, my love. I’ve taken what you’ve learned and I’ve put it to good use.”

He extends a hand towards a glowing green orb of energy in the middle of the cellar. It’s on a pedestal of black brick, energy violently moving around it.

Jane focuses on it, and immediately backs up a few paces.

“Edward shouldn’t be here for this,” Jane protests, but Edward gently puts a hand on Jane’s own. He gives her a soft, sympathetic smile.

“It’s alright, mum,” he says quietly. “I’ve learned.”

Jane’s terror is clear in her eyes. “Learned what, Edward?”

Edward moves away from Jane, who holds onto his hand as long as possible before she has to let go, staying in her own place while Edward pushes forward. He goes to the ball of energy.

“Edward, don’t-!” she starts, but he’s grabbed it anyways. The energy swirls around his small form, but it doesn’t hurt him. He seems to be able to control it just fine.

It’s the most terrifying sight Jane has ever seen.

“It’s alright, Mum,” Edward says with a grin. His eyes are lit up with the energy. “I know how to make the dead return, too.”

Despite the green illuminating the room, Jane can only see red.

She turns on Henry then, furious. “We made a deal. He was not to learn any of this, was not supposed to be part of your plan-”

“And this is not in my plan,” Henry replies, hands up in the air as he takes a few steps back. “But, Jane, my love, he wanted to be just like his mother.” Henry’s grin in the shadow of the energy makes Jane ill.

“Who am I to deny him his wants, hm?”

Jane shakes her head. “This is despicable. So what will you do? Use him? He’s a child, Henry-”

She stops when, suddenly, Henry moves impossibly closer in the blink of an eye.

“He hasn’t been hurt yet, but he can be,” Henry growls out, low enough that only Jane hears him. “If you don’t want him hurt, then you’ll do what you’re told, hm?”

With a frown, Edward puts the energy back, moving to hold onto Jane’s hand again, separating the two.

Henry smiles.

“Besides, he’s really only here for the morale support at this moment. I need you to do something for me, Jane.”

He takes out a medallion from under his shirt and holds it to the green light. It warps the light into what looks like a…

“Is that-?!?” Jane asks, eyes wide. She immediately shields Edward from it, pulling him behind her. He stares at it for a moment before looking back up at his mother, eyes clearly questioning and curious.

No, Jane thinks. It will not take her boy.

“You remember, do you?” he asks, pleased with the reaction he got from Jane. “Very good. So you know what you must do, then?”

She tenses. “I didn’t cut the deal, why must I-”

“Because it has to be someone who understands the magicks,” Henry explains. “Ones that are already attuned to it. You know that as well as I do.”

Jane shakes her head, fearful of the artifact in front of her, and Henry shrugs.

“Alright then, you’ve made your choice. Then it looks like little Edward here will just-”

“NO!”

The force of her yell makes Henry smile even wider. It’s creepy in the soft green glow of the artifact.

“He’s the only other one in the Realm that can tap into the magicks directly, my love,” he says softly, almost sympathetically; she knows he’s using her, that he’s using her emotions specifically, but she can’t help but feel her heart painfully beat in her chest as he continues. “I need someone who can do just that. And you’ve made some of the best necromancing soldiers I’ve ever seen. I don’t think Edward would even come close to your talents-”

That maternal rage kicks up again.

“If you’re even THINKING of making him do that-” she starts, but Henry shushes her, like a child acting out.

“I won’t, if you do this.” Henry says. “If you do this, just one more little thing, I will make sure he is safe. He will never be commanded to work the Forbidden Arts again.”

Jane watches him for a moment, then looks over at the staff. She can feel Edward gently tug on her belt, but she can’t look at him right now.

Henry’s got her right where he wants her.

She gently moves away from Edwards grip, takes a deep breath, and, before Edward can call out, takes hold of the power offered.

And with that, the Pact was sealed.

It happens late at night, when the others are asleep.

Cathy, Anna, Maria, Catherine, and Elizabeth all meet up in the Portal Room. They’re all wearing black clothing, masks covering their faces.

“We all know what we’re doing, yes?” Catherine asks quietly. When they nod, she returns the nod to Cathy, who opens up the portal.

They end up in the middle of castle; it was within range of the latest portal and she had been in the room many a time before this, allowing the magicks to work.

When they step in, they instantly split up: while Catherine and Maria take the bed chambers, Cathy and Elizabeth take the study rooms. Surely, they thought, Jane would be in there somewhere.

Catherine and Maria instantly drink the potions Cathy gave them; suddenly, they’re soldiers of the Realm, able to walk through the halls freely with the easy alibi of being on patrol. As they walk around, checking each room, they strike up soft conversations.

“Do you think this is wise?” Maria asks softly. “I’m surprised you agreed to this, honestly.”

“I don’t know what to think,” Catherine replies. “But I would also like to talk to Jane for a bit. Just to know why.”

“Why she betrayed us?” Maria asks.

Catherine shakes her head. “Why she even revealed herself altogether. It’s clear that she wanted to do something. That there’s a plan. Elizabeth’s right; she’s too smart to actually have been caught.” Catherine shrugs. “Something’s up, and I don’t like it.”

“So you’re going to find out the direct way,” Maria quips. “Of course you are. Shoulda expected nothin’ less from you.”

Catherine chuckles at that. “What can I say, if there’s a direct way, I go for it.”

Catherine stops suddenly, though, halfway down a corridor. Maria is instantly on alert, until Catherine speaks.

“Split up. You go south, I’ll take north. Be safe, Maria.”

Without a question, the Squire of the Blessed obeys, leaving Catherine in the hall by herself.

She instantly slips into the throne room, closing the curtains behind her. Once the door is shut, she drinks another potion, returning to her normal self.

A noise of recognition can be heard from the other person in the room.

“I honestly didn’t expect you to come alone.”

Catherine turns to face her.

“I didn’t. Because I’m giving you one chance to explain yourself, Jane Seymour.”

Jane stands there, in the middle of the empty throne room, leaning back on her heels.

“I’ve got much to explain, don’t I?”

“You definitely do,” Catherine says, though not unkindly.

“Well… it’s all gone to shite already,” Jane says bitterly. “So I’m afraid there’s not much that will make sense.”

“Try me.”

Jane says nothing, so Catherine continues.

“Why did you let yourself be caught?”

“Because Anne deserved to know, and because you needed an excuse to kill Katherine.”

“Because?”

“Oh, you know why, Catherine, you’re not an idiot.” Jane shakes her head. “But it’s all gone wrong. Anne told me.”

“You’ve seen Anne? And you’re alive?”

“Yes. She said Katherine is dead.”

“And you believe her?”

“She wouldn’t lie like that. Not about Katherine. But why she stayed dead, why Katherine isn’t with us, I-”

Catherine holds up a hand, shaking her head.

“Anne didn’t know the plan. It worked. Katherine is a Blessed.”

The relief Jane feels is almost palpable. Her body sags a bit in relief, a smile on her face.

“I knew Anne was wrong,” she says. “I knew it.”

“You knew as well as I did that she was a Blessed, right?” Catherine asks casually, not really paying any mind to the situation they were in. It was like she was talking to an old friend of sorts. A colleague, even.

In some respects, she kind of was, after all.

“Yes, since Avril in the caves,” Jane says. “Surely you knew for longer than that, Catherine?”

“I had my suspicions,” Catherine agreed, shrugging. “I imagine she got her abilities when my Mary lost hers.”

“That makes her your charge, no?” Jane asks.

“It would,” Catherine nods.

“I’ll have to take care of her after you,” Jane warns.

“Who’s been alerted?” Catherine asks.

“Majority of the castle will be in just under five minutes,” Jane replies. “You broke some of my wards, and I’m sure the others broke some of Henry’s men’s. Shouldn’t be too long now. And once I’m done here, I’ll take care of her, too.”

Catherine smiles at that.

“You won’t be getting that far, I’m afraid.”

Suddenly, Maria rushes inside, looking around before she steps to Catherine’s side, clearly wary.

“We’ve got trouble. Cathy and Liz are already out, they said they found something, but I came to get you-” she starts, but then she spots Jane. “Are we picking up another stray?” Maria asks.

“Bold words coming from you,” Jane says. It’s not nasty, but teasing. “Are you still going by Lyrena?”

“Maria, now,” she replies.

Jane nods. “Good. At least one of us has a chance at redemption.”

“Do you not?” Maria asks, tilting her head.

“Not really,” Jane arms herself with her staff, a glowing green crystal at the top. The staff itself was made of what looked like rotting wood.

Maria blinks. “Is that an Artifact?”

Catherine’s eyes go wide. “You... you made a Pact, didn’t you?”

Jane says nothing. Catherine presses.

“Jane, who did you make the Pact with?”

Jane shakes her head, tilting it slightly. Suddenly, Catherine is absolutely furious.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She asks, voice raises. Maria tenses as Catherine continues. “Did you... did HE-“

“I don’t know who he did it with, but he couldn’t fulfill his end of the bargain until someone took control of this staff,” Jane explains. “And it was either me or Edward. And he would have made Edward do it.”

Catherine is even angrier. “Was he seriously going to damn that child to-”

“Enough,” Jane says. “Enough, please. All you need to know is that it’s too late for me.”

Maria steps forward.

“All can be redeemed through the Light, Jane,” Maria says quietly. “You have not gone too far just yet. But you will, if you continue.”

Jane shakes her head. “You have no idea what I did for him. You have no idea the pain I’ve caused. I am the reason for the mind magicks, I am the master of the necrotic arts, I-“

Jane’s voice catches in her throat. She needs a moment before she continues.

“I am well beyond saving.”

“You were manipulated into doing-“ Maria starts, but a bolt of green energy sent Catherine’s way shuts her up. Maria goes to defend her mistress, but Catherine gently pushes her to the side, sword already out. Her sword glows faintly as she strikes at the bolt, deflecting it back at Jane. It only barely misses where Jane stands.

“I had a choice.” Jane says, shaking her head. “I always had a choice. You know that, don’t you, Catherine? You know what this staff is, how many chances I had to not do what I did? What I’ve been doing?”

The Blessed sighs, nodding.

“I know.”

Jane steps forward, staff at the ready.

“I’m sorry, Blessed Aragon,” she says, emotion clear in her voice. Still, she stands tall, staff starting to glow with eerie green energy. “But your story ends here.”

Catherine stares for a moment, eyes narrowing, before she readies her sword. Maria is a bit hesitant but she does the same, moving slightly closer to her Blessed, shield held firmly out in front at the ready.

“I take no pleasure in what I must do,” Catherine says.

Jane’s grip on her staff tightens, glowing with eerie green energy that seems to surround her.

“Neither do I.”

Catherine’s sword glows brilliantly.

“By the Light, you will be cleansed.”

And with that, she pulses forward.

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Okay, you can skip this part but im going to explain myself first. So! Not only this is my first post but also my first piece of writing (fanfiction) that's officially out in my books. Yay...! So this is basically a fanfiction of if you read the have below, Mr. Osomatsu-san! The name of this series now is "Welcome to Your New Winter Job!" Don't ask why... Just because I felt like it and the ideas wont leave my head. Hope you enjoy! =D

Prologue

The piece of paper crumbled under his fidgety hands he kept it under upon himself for safekeeping and assurance but none of those reasons helped soothe himself to sleep like he wanted to. Hell, his eyes were wide enough to be the Earth's second moons. He really shouldn't have taken the paper in the first place. He WAS supposed to try to give it to Choromatsu but…

He really couldn't.

The eldest matsuno sat up slowly to ensure that rustle of his blankets couldn't wake up anyone and everyone so speaking, despite the fact he really didn't need his exaggerated caution due to loud snoring (,and the fact that all six brothers were heavy sleepers including himself).

His gaze met the wrinkled strip of paper held open between us two hands. Only the creeping moonlight lit it up enough to see its numbers laid out just for him to dial.

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Chapter 1

Osomatsu wasted no time searching for the next bars to terrorize and to intoxicate himself beyond senseless. The others aren't gonna celebrate with him, so be it! Stupid assholes not appreciating their eldest. He put it on his tab! Not like he would steal their money to pay it back anyways, which ironically he would actually do of course if it got that high. Though he wasn't the only one who drank gallons inside the dozens of bars before-before the one they've gotten their asses kicked out of. After then they left him alone to continue the legacy of drinking at every bar.

He swayed back and forth, his stumbling dishonorably classified as walking as he fumbled down the streets. In the town though, it wasn't as lively as it seemed. The only lights lit out than the streets lights, moon, and stars were the indoor light of tall houses seeping out of their curtains and those of the city, a few blocks away from his own existence. Everything seemed so far, but that was probably everything, (even the plant life) tried avoiding him or just leaned away in disgust of his being in the mortal world.

The cold December air bit his wrists, joints, and bare neck since he didn't bother to dress for the environment-like the dumbass he is.

There didn't seem to be anymore open bars and Chibita obviously closed his Oden shop by now anyways. Sleep was starting to nag him to get home soon, otherwise the street will be his bed. He was immediate to reply.

"Ahh, Choromatsu's probably gonna kill me!" He eyed the mess of dirt, sweat, and bile on his shirt. "Eh, I'll just sneak in. No worries…" He stumbled and thought of nothing clear but he was sure he watching were he was going;

Otherwise he'd know why "The fuck(?)" he was suddenly in front of a small help wanted posture. It was literally laced everywhere with Santas' and quotes of 'HELP WANTED' and 'POSITION REQUIRED.'

Strangely though, he couldn't help but notice the fact the vertical tear offs needed get the info for an interview was literally untouched.

Maybe it was put on today?

He read the main headline: "Help wanted for Akatsuka Mall for this year's Santa."

"Eh, doesn't concern me! Why even try!" He even made an oath to now never get a job like the rest of his NEET brothers a long time ago.

But whether out of bad habit or fate, he could feel his mind become absent, doing nothing to stop the free roaming hand that had taken on a consciousness of its own. It only took two actions before the man snapped out of it.

Tear the piece,

Keep the piece.

He really didn't know what was going on inside his own head, telling himself he was just tired and that he'd dispose of the paper in the trash the next morning.

Or give to Choromatsu.

Or loot money from it.

You know, to use on…

Pachinko,

Horseracing,

Beer,

More porn mags,

Cigars…

He had many reasons to keep it, hence of course he himself convinced enough to stuffing the miniature paper inside his own parka-that poor thing itself again being covered top to bottom in sweat, dirt, and his bile. He probably shouldn't have drank upon his empty stomach. Hell, the hangover he'll get was going to make him beg for mercy the next day.

≠=≠=≠=≠=≠=≠=≠=≠

It wasn't long till the house finally entered his line of sight. As soon as he went through the door though, he swore the next thing he saw was black and felt a cold hard floor as his pillow and bed.

To be continued...

#mr osomatsu #osomatsu matsuno #Mr. Osomatsu-san #Might include some ships but still deciding #Okay I'll stop talking.#osomatsu

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birdiethebibliophile · 6 years

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fic prompt: letting us all hurt a little more with a scene where magnus takes avi to see johanns body in the voidfish chambers

I’m not valid, fyi. This, of course, takes place in the same universe as Won’t Go Quietly. (This will be up here with the rest of my Balance prompt fills.)

Tagging @fantasysamsclub.

TW: Non-graphic depiction of a body, grief

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“You’re sure about this?”

Avi nodded, shoulders hunched. “I have to… Mags, Igotta see him. I owe him that much.”

“All right.” Magnus had an arm wrapped tightlyaround Avi as they made their way through the halls, into the elevator. Avithought, distantly, that it was probably a good idea – he could feel himselfshaking, and didn’t know what would happen if Magnus let go.

The moonbase was all but deserted. Everyone hadleft, gone down to the surface to help fight the Hunger. A few of them had stayedon the base to make sure it didn’t fall out of the sky, and a few had come backto stabilize it, make sure it was still intact.

To make sure the people were, as well.

Avi wasn’t. He knew he wasn’t, and Magnus knew ittoo, knew he would fold like a house of cards if he took his arm away. Avi wasdizzy with disbelief, left stunned and reeling in the face of his worldtoppling inwards. The moon had stayed stable; Avi had not.

There was no music playing in the elevator.

“I’ll be able to bring him back up,” Magnus wassaying quietly. “I know what it’s – I know sometimes you have to see them, that…I…” He trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words.

“I don’t wanna leave him down here,” Avi agreednumbly.

“Yeah,” Magnus said. “Yeah. We won’t. I promise.”

The hallway to the voidfish’s chambers had neverfelt so deserted. Avi had been set to guard it with everyone else in rotation –at least, until he’d been put in sole command of the cannons – and heremembered trying to always get the spot nearest to the door so he could listento Johann’s music. He hadn’t even met Johann himself until his third shift, whenJohann had stumbled out of the room holding a sheaf of papers, bumped directlyinto Avi, and asked him what day it was.

Avi had stuttered out the answer, Johann had pattedhim on the shoulder and thanked him, and then collapsed directly into his arms.His excuse, later, had been that he’d been inspired and had forgotten to leave tograb food. It hadn’t been the last time it happened, but it had been the lasttime it got that bad. After that, Avi did his best to check in on Johann oncein a while. Never left him alone down here for more than a day or two at a timeif he could help it.

“Avi?”

They were at the door, and Magnus was looking athim with something that wasn’t really pity in his eyes. “D’you want me to comein with you?”

“Yeah,” Avi said. “I… please.”

“’Course.”

The door was already ajar, and opened easily toMagnus’s gentle push.

It was both better and worse than Avi hadimagined.

There was no carnage. Just a layer of ash andwater, and the shattered tank in the center of the room, and –

Avi pulled out of Magnus’s arm to go to him.

Johann’s body was mostly untouched, aside from twodark wounds made visible through the slashes in his tunic, bloodstains blendingin with the water from the tank. Avi had heard people describe the dead aslooking as though they could be sleeping, but he didn’t see how anyone couldmake that mistake. Death was as present there as if the Raven Queen herself wasin the room.

Avi knelt down beside Johann, water soakingthrough his pant legs. He opened his mouth, but it suddenly felt like therewasn’t any air in the room, like he couldn’t breathe –

“Avi. Avi.”Magnus was beside him again, heavy hands on his shoulders, turning Avi’s facetowards him. “Breathe with me, buddy. In. Out.”

Avi took two short, sharp breaths, then sobbedonce and folded in over himself, letting Magnus pull him to his chest.

“I can’t do it,” Avi said between strangled,heaving sobs. “I can’t – he’s – fuck –”

“I know,” Magnus said, and then Avi realizedMagnus was crying too.

“I’m so sorry,” Magnus said, and half of Aviwished he could wrap his arms around Magnus like Magnus was doing for him, butall he could do was clutch them around his own chest like he was trying to holdhimself together. “I didn’t – I couldn’t – I woulda saved him if I could’ve.”

“I know,” Avi whispered.

His heartbeat, his breathing, felt erratic, and inno more than a brief flash of understanding, he thought he knew what Johann hadmeant when he talked about his heartbeats being numbered, his breaths being countedout wrong.

Grief was its own kind of death.

#johavi #wgq #taz #taz fanfiction #avi #johann #magnus burnsides #asks #anonymous #prompt fills #so uhhhhhhh... yeah #mine

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gylisaa · 5 years

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So I get asked to do a tattoo blog ALOT, and while I don’t see myself as tattooed enough to warrant one – all of y’all do, so here we go.

My first tattoo, the one considered to be the ‘gateway’ tattoo.

My first tattoo! I drew myself, mistakes and all when I was 17, and my best friend Hannah treated me to it on my 18th birthday and she got the same tattooed on her other arm. Best friends 5eva. So no underage tattoos here guys! Not for lack of trying…>:)

Now, if I HAD got tattooed underage, I can honestly say I would have been lumped with a monstrosity for life – I drew up my own design of a trad style anchor, with two swallows either side – doesn’t sound that bad right? Well I wanted it in traditional garish colours, and no where other than my lower abdomen. Let’s just say thank fuck for tattoo artists who check ID and don’t just ‘take my word for it, my mum said I’m allowed one and I’m deffo 18.’

I had the tattoo bug from a very early age, didn’t help that we were regulars at festivals like The Bulldog Bash – a motorbike, music and booze festival run by the Hells Angels, which happened to be a stones throw from our front door. My other best pal Naomi, got her first tattoo there, underage ! And it was me who got called the bad influence!!

Anyway, I fucking love art, so much so I wanna be the art. Is that so strange?

My next tattoo was on a whim, with an old friend of mine in London, we filled up on chocolate vodka, decided to get ‘matching’ hand tattoos and she ended up with an ace of spades, while I ended up with a tiny anchor that has since spread so much it needs explaining every time I show it. Scratcher tattoos, for the win!

On my right hand, a tiny anchor tattoo sits on my finger! Yes, that is an anchor.

My third tattoo, and my first proper learning curve, was that some tattoo artists don’t just ‘know’ what you want! I was besotted with Valerie Vargas style tattoos at this point, having just discovered her work in several tattoo mags, and so when Ryan and I booked a day session I showed the guy a picture I liked and said ‘I want something like that, please.’

19 years old, and shy AF, he showed me a stencil briefly and slapped it on my upper arm, I have a mole on that arm (about where your TB jab might be) and he’d positioned the design – that I’d hardly seen – so the lady’s face had a huge mole on it!

I asked if he could move it, and he scrubbed my arm roughly and moved the stencil. By now I’d seen the design and it wasn’t what I wanted. Feeling too rude to say so and ask for a new one to be drawn up, I sat through an hour or so knowing I hated my tattoo.

Here’s the lesson I have since learnt…

TATTOOS DON’T FUCKING COME OFF!

They are on you FOR LIFE.

That is what you are paying for. A permanent mark. A permanent design that you will look at – FOREVER. If you don’t like it – speak up ! A tattoo artist doesn’t want you to be unhappy! They want you to love your art, on paper, and on skin. It’s their job, and generally – their passion too. Communicate! Be specific, your artist will want to work with you to get an end product you are happy with living with, and they are happy scarring you with.

So yeah, here she is, and she’s remained untouched since that fateful day. Sorry hun.

A few centuries later, had a spell of homelessness, living on the dole and finally getting our acts together and adding to the clan – Lily was born. And upon her ejection, it was time for another tattoo.

I got my second and third finger tatts on Ryan and I’s anniversary, so as an ode to my two loves of my life, I opted for a heart for Ryan (hint hint, I would like a ring) and an L for…Loopy Lily the First. This is one of those photos that at the time I thought was beautiful and now she is grown look back on and think ..urgh Potato Child.

Sorry babe, you are beautiful now.

On maternity leave and with money and time to kill, the arm began to fill up. This was done at Dust n Bones Tattoo in Plymouth, by lovely Robin!

Brightened up the peg something chronic!

Then! Fate struck, and two ‘brummies’ immigrated to Looe one fine day in 2017, (infact, TODAY! Two years ago!) Ryan noticed a shop being refit whilst on a job, and Lo! The Vault in Looe came into our lives, bringing with it two of the best people ON THE PLANET. Melanie Allen (then Bates!) and Cat Allen. We even made them a song. But let’s not go off on that tangent.

Ironically, most of our friends in Cornwall are not Cornish natives, not sure if that says more about Cornwall being The Place To Be, or if it means Cornish folks are…weird AF.

Anyway! Ryan went in, introduced himself (and me, although I was none the wiser a friendship egg was being laid.) And booked himself in for a hand tatt. Long story short – we go there for all our tattoos now, I recommend them to everyone I know – even Aussies, y’never know when one may be visitin’. And frankly, if anyone else were to touch me with a needle I’d feel like I was cheating.

In 2018, Mel and Cat invited us to be part of their wedding, and we were blessed with being a part of their happiest ever day – what an honour!

The hand tattoo that started it all, and our place settings at M & C’s wedding!

And so, here are several tattoos laid upon me by the one and only Catherine Rope Head Allen.

Crystal Ball, the runes mean success, luck all that kinda shit.

Friday 13th tattoo, lucky ol’ 13! Ryan got one too, and he tattooed one on Cat!

A birthday tattoo, and yes I drank tea as it was stabbed into me!

My finger tattoos, and not to sound like a pussy but these are up there with most painful tattoo! I love Cat but when she tattoos me sometimes I’d like to punch her.

One for the Foot Fetishers

Oh, my most recent tattoo is the swallow on my foot, and I nearly forgot to mention my own mishaps – tattooing ‘Love Hate’ on my toes on Christmas day, probably not my greatest idea, but it was funny at the time. And what’s life for, if not for laughing.

Another ‘home job’ a sugar skull on my thigh. Hurt like fuck and Ryan did a line too. A blurry photo honestly does it justice.

The rest of my arm, a crescent moon which was done by Robin at Dust N Bones, which i got ‘cus I liked it. (Life aint always deep and meaningful!) and then following a few successes with my blog and writing in general I got a writing hand, with the word ‘Mother’. This was my own design and tattooed by the wonderful Cat! It actually covers over some scars which was pretty poignant – like making an ugly reminder of a hard time into something that I am proud of and truly self-made. I’ve done well since that period of life, and now whenever I see my arm I am reminded of it.

Lucky Horseshoe – Freshly done! This tattoo was a nod to my first love Amy (RIP), Also Ryan tells me I am supernaturally lucky (that’s true!) and he recently got a tattoo that said ‘Fuck Luck’. So its an ode to being a ying/yang. He’s unlucky, but I’ve got enough luck for the both of us.

Excuse the shite photo, but have you ever tried to take a photo of the bottom of your arm?! This piece was just a gap filler I decided on, on the day. Super bright and colourful dagger and rose.

So… I THINK that is it! Theres another anchor on my ankle, stabbed into me, by me. It’s not too bad actually! I’ve got another tattoo booked this weekend – so we will have to wait and see what that is!! I’m sure I’ll document it all on Instagram…so be sure to check that out! ( @Rocknrollmother_)

I’ve popped a link in above to The Vault’s Facebook if you wanna have a nosy at Cats most brilliant work – I am not the greatest advert for her amazing talent. Their Instagram is here.

That said! A few of you asked for more tattoo blogs, so there will be more to come! Watch this space for a walk through of Ryan’s tattoos! (Wayyyy more interesting than mine) And tattoo etiquette – a guide to getting your first, third or the rest of your tattoos! Etc. If there’s anything you’d like to read, drop a comment or message on my social media.

Thankyou for reading, I hope you enjoyed it (:

My Tattoos! So I get asked to do a tattoo blog ALOT, and while I don't see myself as tattooed enough to warrant one - all of y'all do, so here we go.

#cornwall tattoo #looe tattoo #tattoo #tattoo blog #tattoo care #tattoo guide #tattoos #the vault

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chrisjerimel-blog · 6 years

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a one act play

Room 666

A One- Act Play

By:

Chris Jerimel Hernaiz

Elma Manipon

Princess Thea Juan

Characters:

Amanda Gomez – 17 years old – college student

David Dobrik – Bestfriend

Nathalie Cruiz – Friend

Veronica Elconnaire – Mother

William Elconnaire – Son – 6 years old

Time:

The time is present.

Place:

El Connaire’s Residence

(Apartment)

Scene 1

Narrator:

A girl named Amanda Gomez her life is ordinary just like others.

She has a loving and caring dad, a friend that she can lean on. Everything seems to be alright, when her college life came. She need to be separated with her father, and look for her dorm to start living alone.

DAD:

So! This is it?

AMANDA:

Dad… we talk about this last night.

DAD:

I know pero you are my little girl (tap yung head ni Amanda)

AMANDA:

Dad, Malaki nako, kaya kona mag-isa, and you thought me naman diba?

DAD:

Ahhh my little girl…(hayst)

(kiss sa forehead)

I’m gonna leave na, call me if you need me, okay? Bye…sweetie.

Amanda:

Bye dad, I love you.

Scene 2

(Naglalakad patungo sa front door ng dorm)

AMANDA:

I can do this, I can do this!

(About to knock the door, when suddenly the big old fashioned door open by itself, then a creepy landlady pop up.)

LANDLADY:

Hello, Bonjor,Hola, welcome to our sweet Elconnaire Mansion.

AMANDA:

H-Hi….ohhh….I’m….Y-Your….new boarder. Is there any empty room….?

LANDLADY:

oh yes. There is plenty rooms. But I think every room is just full. But there is one special room just for you. (point to Amanda)

AMANDA:

ah.um ok I’ll take it nalang po.

LANDLADY:

ok here’s your key. (with a creepy voice)

The room 666, look for it at second floor, left side of the mansion.

Narrator:

Amanda noticed how big the manson is she saw the big chandeliers, the stairs were very old fashion. Those dark curtains with an unique embroider. Those window as large as the doors. She notice that the mansion is filled with old artifacts & old appliances that she’d never seen before. She explore the whole mansion. She noticed that each & every corner of the living room is still untouched. Amanda feels that the old painting were have life that each painting look at her. Then she saw the old portrait of old owner of the mansion. The whole mansion is very dark & sound creepy which gives chill & scared to Amanda. That’s why she immediately seek for her room 666. When she finally found her room.

(at her room)

LANDLADY:

so here’s your room I hope you’ll enjoy your stay here

AMANDA:

okay thanks you can now leave

LANDLADY: okay….. oh wait there is something I need to tell you (serious voice)

AMANDA:

what is it?

LANDLADY:

(serious & scary voice)

Do not open that cabinet

AMANDA:

But why?

LANDLADY:

Just Don’t open that don’t (serious voice)

Okeyy I’ll go……. (happy voice)

AMANDA:

this mansion is very creepy….& sound weird

(put her things in bed & grab her bag & left the mansion)

Scene 3

[Room Setting]

Narrator:

Her class is just like other classroom. You can see the girls with fullface make-up, guy with wax hairs, creepy guy and herd girls. Then it’s her to introduce herself to the whole class.

AMANDA:

I’m Amanda Gomez, I’m 17 years old. I’m currently resides in Elconnaire mansion, just across the street.

STUDENT 1:

You mean that creepy mansion?

STUDENT 2:

Oh we heard that mansion possessed different extraordinary things.

(The whole class is talking about the creepiness of the mansion)

Narrator:

Despite all the issues, Amanda refuses to believe in their thought and focus in her study instead. Until the class is over, all of a sudden girl just sit beside her. Amanda feels god about her, so they become close. The David, her bestfriend invite her for lunch.

AMANDA:

You look nice (smiled)

NATHALIE:

thank you, you too Can we be friends

AMANDA:

Ow yes ofcoure, we can Friends?

NATHALIE:

Friends!!! (smiled and shakehands)

[Next Day- Classroom]

AMANDA:

I didn’t sleep last night….There’s something unusual happened…. I heard different voices.

[all of a sudden David entered the doors]

DAVID:

Good morning guys, what’s up? (energetic)

NATHALIE:

There is something happen to Amanda last night

DAVID:

Oh I guess maniwala nalang tayo sa mga sinasabi ng mga classmate natin??

AMANDA:

I think it just a illusion . I think it just because of my new environment.

Scene 4

[Room @Mansion]

Narrator:

Amanda is about to sleep but she realize that she has a homework to do so she do it.

AMANDA:

This home work is suck, I think I cannot finish this at the ughhh…….

[trying to finish her report]

Narrator:

Around the room there is someone laughting then suddenly stop

AMANDA:

Ano yun? Sino ang nandiyan? Magpakita ka! Stop messing around with me. Pwede ba wag mo akong istorbohin. I’m trying to focus on my report it’s deadline tomorrow. Please!!!

Narrator:

Then a crying voice of young boy coming from the comfort room. She slowly walking through the door.

[slowly walking]

Then, when she’s about to open the door a mysterious ball bounce to her room.

AMANDA:

[freak out]

What the hell is that? Ano tong bolang ito?

(old ball, blue with panted with pink nail polish)

[laughing voice again]

Pwede ba wag niyo akong pagtripan please! Akin na nga to! [pupulutin ang bola]

Narrator:

Then she continue to finish her homework. She heard a foot step coming to her room. It get faster & louder then it stop.

A kid pop up from the comfort room walk to her and grab her shoulder, while looking straight to her eyes.

WILLIAM:

let’s play…. (smile)

Help me!!! (sad voice and face)

(mahihimatay si Amanda at malalaglag sa sahig)

Scene 5

Narrator:

She go to shower, then when she around and about to dressed up, she noticed a mark on her shoulder it just like a hand of little child.

AMANDA:

Narrator:

She look at the mirror and noticed that the reflection of the moon is very different to her room.

AMANDA: What the best!!!! What is this???

[magkakaroon ng nakakatakot na background music]

Narrator:

She saw the kid again, lying in the bed, sleeping peacefully when a creepy lady,come in while wearing lots of awesome and make up with a red lips holding a knife and stab and killed the innocent kid. Then suddenly when she turned around everything when to normal again like nothing happened. That’s why she immediately dressed up and quickly grab her bag and left the room.

Scene 6

[School]

(Mag-aaya para sa party nya sa dorm)

Narrator:

Amanda invited her bestfriend ans some other friend to her dorm to celebrate 18th birthday.

AMANDA:

[nakangiti habang nagsasalita]

Guys I’m having a party at my dorm, do you guys want to join me?

NATHALIE:

Ofcourse! Ikaw pa ba? (nakangiti)

DAVID:

Can I write some of my other friends to join us?

AMANDA:

Sige lang the more the merrier (natutuwa)

NATHALIE:

Can you also invite alex?

DAVID:

(natatawa habang magsasalita)

Do you really like alex huh?

NATHALIE:

(naiilang) hahahaha…hinda…is it okay Amanda?

AMANDA:

(yeah sure smiled)

DAVID:

I’m so excited na I can’t wait till 6:00 pm na (excited)

NATHALIE:

Amanda can I stay until morning nalang?

AMANDA:

(nakangiti) oo naman, lagi kang welcome!

NATHALIE:

(tumatalon-talon sa tuwa)

OMG! I am so excited (energetic)

Narrator:

The class is over everyone is going to amanda’s dorm to start the party. They have a lot of drinks, soda, beers, tequila, liquor. They also have several foods and chips and playing different games

[loud music, dim light]

NATHALIE:

yeah, yeah!!! Best party ever!!! (sumisigaw)

DAVID:

Happy Birthday Amanda (natatawa habang sumisigaw)

CLASSMATE 1:

this mansion is ot that creepy naman pala as we thought.

CLASSMATE 2:

Yeah I know right (medyo lasing na)

CLASSMATE 1:

Oh look, the birthday girl (sarcastic)

CLASSMATE 2:

She looks nice naman (nagiisip-isip)

CLASSMATE 1:

Not really! (maarte)

CLASSMATE 3:

Ang ganda naman pala dito , it’s really big (namamangha)

Narrator:

They had a so much fun and they all drunk and past out in the mansion’s living room. Then the party ended everyone is lying because they . We are already sleeping in the floor and some in the sofa. They are will wasted, Then suddenly Amanda feel sick due to her keeper. She immediately go to comfort room to vomit.

(Amanda will be vomiting in the hour naghihiram)

AMANDA:

ahhh!!! Diko na kaya… my head is spinning and my stomach is up side down! Arghhhhh!!!

[magkakaroon ng background music na nakakapangilabot]

Narrator:

She stood up and look at the mirror she faces unusual, she feels like there is someome looking at her. She look at her back and no one is there (kinakabahan na siya)

Then she look at the mirror, she freak out when she saw, someone write “HELI” in the mirror made of blood and she saw a name of William because of dizzyness she just ignore it. Then she heard again a crying child and the child pop-up again. (natulala si Amanda)

WILLIAM:

(nagmamakaawa)

Help me…. I’m in great danger hide me somewhere please help me!!!! My mother will be angry if she see me, please home!!!!help me!!!! (umiiyak)

Narrator:

Because of the child, her dizzyness disappear and she become scared of the child. Then the child smiled at her. (kinakabahan si Amanda)

WILLIAM:

Let’s play (smiley face) I know what we can play I made them!!! But be carefull, don’t well my mother will be angry and mad at me (mom let’s Go!!! ( )

Narrator:

The child lead her into the old cabinet in the room Amanda just accompany he child. The child and Amanda are slowly walk in front of the cabinet. She hold the knob of the door and it was very cold. She open the door and William entered and sit in the corner. She copied of what the child did then William close the door.

(it was dark, and only the light coming is from the lampshade)

WILLIAM:

look at this!!!(excited) this is Catherine she is my first doll and this no one is Cheril, I made her too! And this is Yvanka. She is my favorite!!!! I’snt she pretty??(excited voice)

(kakabahan habang nakikipag-usap)

AMANDA:

Ahhhhh…….ahmmmmmm…….yeahhhhhhh????

WILLIAM:

Look! Heyall have long hair Like you!!!

They all made of my teddy bear that my mother gave me!!!!

(a suspence music will be played)

AMANDA:

W…W…Why a..areyou making dolls? (frustrated)

WILLIAM:

I like dolls (smiling while playing the dolls hair)

AMANDA:

What about that ball the other day???

WILLIAM:

I like paintings my balls with nail polish (smile) it’s fan (giggle)

AMANDA:

(nod and gave a fake smile)

WILLIAM:

Look!!!(excited) all my dolls smiled like you.

(titingin sa tatlong manika at sa bata)

WILLIAM:

(giggled) hahahahahaha

Narrator:

Then they heard a loud foot step coming to the cabinet where they are hiding.

AMANDA:

(nervous) what’s that!

WILLIAM:

Shhhhhh (habang tinatakpan ang bibig ni Amanda)

(pinanlakihan ng mga mata si Amanda)

(footstep getting closer)

Narrator:

The footsteps suddenly stop and she can’t hear anything only her heartbeat.

(slam the door and open it loudly)

(blammmm)

Narrator:

In nervous amanda close her eyes.

Scene 7

DAVID:

What are you doing here? Amanda!!! Amanda!!!

(gigising at yayakapin si david)

What happened? Dito kaba matulog? Anong nangyari??

(natataranta)

AMANDA:

S……..S….....si…….. William (naguguluhan)

DAVID:

William???(nagtataka)

AMANDA:

William nasan ka??? William!!!! (worried voice)

DAVID:

Sino ba yun ha?? Ano bang nangyayari sayo? (nagaalala)

AMANDA:

Yung Bata!!! ( pasigaw)

DAVID:

Sinong bata? Walang bata ditto! What are you talking about Amanda?? As far as I know wala tayong iniinvite na bata sa party mo? Maybe dahil sobrang lasing kalang, magbihis kana may klase pa tayo.

AMANDA:

What!!!umaga na? (hindi makapaniwala)

Bakit ang bilis? It’s weird

Sige magbibihis lang ako.

Narrator:

After class, Amanda immediately to her dorm. She gets curious if what happened to her lastnight. She open the cabinet and get inside the cabinet and find William. But the kid was not there

AMANDA:

William, where are you??? Are you here???

(open the cabinet)

(Landlady will come in)

LANDLADY:

What are you doing!!!(angry) diba malinaw kong sinabi na huwag na huwag na huwag mong gagalawin ang cabinet na yan???( ituturo ang cabinet)

(matatakot si Amanda)

AMANDA:

I-ii… I was just looking for William (nervous)

LANDLADY:

Walang William dito!!! O kahit sino pa yan (nagagalit)

AMANDA:

But-But, I saw him last night.

LANDLADY:

nababaliw kana ba???

AMANDA:

No!!! I saw him last night and I know it’s true

(freaking out)

LANDLADY:

Amanda there is no kid in this house. Maybe your tired Amanda. Magpahinga kana you need a rest. (aalis ang landlady)

(hahanapin parin ang bata)

AMANDA:

(open the door of cabinet) William!!! (shock)

WILLIAM: Amanda c’mon let’s play!!! (happy voice) but be quite lang okay?? She’s here

AMANDA: Sino???(nagtataka)

WILLIAM:

Narrator:

AMANDA: What’s that???

WILLIAM: Shhhhhh, it’s my mother veronica we need to hide.

(may kumakatok)

VERONICA: William!!! Come out (creepy voice) ?

1…………2…………3

Tatahimik ang kapaligiran)

(bubuksan ni veronica ang pinto ng cabinet)

VERONICA: how many times to I have to tell you , that do not play inside this cabinet!!!!(angry)

(hihilain ni Veronica si William palabas)

WILLIAM: Mom! Please, let me go, let me go! (nagmamakaawa)

VERONICA: I will teach a lesson!!!

(papalu-paluin ng stick si William)

(makikita ang mga dolls)

What is this? Are you playing dolls again? Huh???(creepy voice)

I raised you with all my heart to be my only boy!!

(sisirain ang mga manika)

WILLIAM: Mom! Stop it! Please!!! (umiiyak)

Okay I will listen to you (humihikbi)

VERONICA: Good boy, Good boy that’s my child (calm voice)

Narrator:

Veronica look at Amanda, Then Veronica slowly come to Amanda’s way slowly walking towards her. Because Amanda was frighten, she close her eyes, then everything sounds fine so she open her eyes, everything was gone. William and the lady was gone again her room was more back to normal.

Scene 8

Narrator:

Amanda’s come to nathalie’s apartment, and she banging into nathalie’s house

(kumakatok sa pinto)

AMANDA: Nathalie!!! Nathalie!!! Open the door!!! (screaning)

(binuksan ang pinto)

NATHALIE: Amanda!!! (shocks)

AMANDA: Nathalie ,Nathalie…… I need your help (frustrated)

NATHALIE: What is the problem! Are you alright ? (nagaalala)

AMANDA: (painting leavily) Nathalie!!! THAT MANSION!!!

NATHALIE: What??? (naguguluhan)

AMANDA: That mansion! There’s something wrong in that mansion There’s this……..

NATHALIE: What are you talking about ??? huh???

AMANDA: that’s mansion! There’s a lady in there! A kid!!

(stop for a second) william! Si William!!!

NATHALIE: Who is William??? (naguguluhan)

AMANDA: The kid (look at Nathalie) he has dolls and ball and his mother! His mother is something….something scary

(Amanda past out because of tiredness)

NATHALIE: Amanda! Amanda!!! Wake-up (tinatapik-tapik ang )

Narrator:

Amanda wake- up in nathalie’s bed with a pain in her head.

AMANDA: Arghhhh!!! (holds her head)

NATHALIE: Amanda your awake (bibigyan ng tubig)

AMANDA: What happen!

NATHALIE: You came here last night, I thought your crazy na mga ih, kasi ang dami noong sinasabi about that mansion

AMANDA: (iinumin ang tubig) I gotta go! (immediately leave that house)

NATHALIE: Amanda wait!!!

(isasara ni Amanda ang pinto)

Scene 9

Narrator:

Amanda stood up infront of her room, the door is slightly open, she slowly walk and push the door.[open with a creepy background sound]

Her room is different.it is not her room again it is the room of william she saw William in the bed.

REBECCA: the innocent child, then walk in, she walk around the bed of William staring at the face of the child. Amanda noticed Rebecca’s hand. She was holding a butcher knife.

AMANDA: Nooooo!!! (screaming)

Narrator:

Rebecca stood up, she raise her hand in the air and stab the kid.

[suspense background music]

AMANDA:

(gasp!) No!!! (covers her mouth)

Narrator:

Rebecca stab the kid again, and once again and again. The blood starterd to spread to the bed. And all you can hear, is the bulp of William.

REBECCA: ( calm voice) kung aging mabait ka lang sana kung sinusunod mo sana si mama (holds William hair) tsk…. Poor William, di k asana nagsuffer kung nagpakabait ka!!! Hahahahaha level voice) that’s what you get.

Narrator:

Amanda was worried on what she had witnessed.

Then Rebecca suddenly change her emotion.

REBECCA: [crying] William……William my son.. what have I done to you my child.

[titingin sa likod ni Amanda, habang may itinuturo]

Hhheee…..made me do it… I…… I didn’t do it… no….no….my child …..my child… William (tears of grief)

Narrator: Rebecca slowly pointed at the back of amanda….Amanda slowly turn back and she get shocked on what she saw. A big black man with a huge horn and red eyes deadly starring at her. It is the demon that always whispering to Rebecca to kill her own son. It is a demon who lives and buried in the mansion for the past century. Because of nervous, Amanda run fast as she could in order to escape the demon.

[suspense background music will be play]

The demon followed her. And Amanda try her best to run. Amanda reached a master bedroom upstairs.

AMANDA: [hinihingal] (naiiyak)

I hope wala nayun. Sana ligtas na ako . ( hindi mapakali)

[tatawagan nya ang dad nya]

AMANDA: Dad, Dad, Dad, please answer the phone (umiiyak) Dad, Da, Help…..

NARRATOR:

She needs to find a signal, but unexpected , she was shocked on what she had seen, hundreds of old pictures of person . But one thing caught her attention , she saw an old portrait . She get shocked when she realize that it was her, that slowly fading in the picture.

AMANDA: [kakabahan ng sobra] Ano? What is this? Ano to??! ( natataranta habang umiiyak) Bat anidto ako?!

NARRATOR:

Amanda tried to remove it , but she cant . Sh noticed that before her oicture , there Is another one. And it was the landlady but its now faded.

AMANDA: What is going on right now? ( nervous) what is this thin up?! ( umiiyak).

NARRATOR:

Amanda, carefully look at her back . she saw the dark man in red eyes, smiling at her ( demon smile)

AMANDA: What do you want???????? What do you want from me?????!!!! ( screaming)

DEMON: YOUR SOUL!

NARRATOR:

The demon slowly walk toward to her , and when the demon reach her, Amanda. The demon transferred into Amandas body . the demon get inside Amanda body and he take her soul.

SCENE 10

NARRATOR:SHE woke up in her bed .she smile ,grab some reaveling clothes,that the ordinary Amanda would never wear. Atube crop top and a tight mini skirt ,with abold make up and a red lipstick

[hard rock music will be played]

Narrator :everyone starring at her because she’s so very different .she sat at the back row of the class .she’s late that’s why all of tbhe attention is to her

TEACHER:Ms Gomez ,youre late

AMANDA: I know so what (bitch look )

TEACHER:miss Gomez whats with the attitude? !!!!!

AMANDA:I don’t know oh by the way ,what with the face ???!!!!

TEACHER:Ms Gomez ,get out (NAGGAGALIT )

Whole class:OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

NARRATOR:Amanda went to the comfort room .shes starring at her self doing make up and natalie come in

[ilolock yung pinto pagpasok ni natalie]

NATHALIE :Amanda what with that ?!!!!(nagtataka )

(Amanda just stared at natalie )

NATHALIE:what are you wearing ?whats that on your face?

AMANDA:You know what you’re a trash (calm voice )

NATHALIE:aamanda are you kidding me huh?

(Amanda similed and grabs natalie’s hair)

AMANDA:don’t talk to me like that as if naman were close

NATHALIE:Amanda what are you doing

AMANDA :that silly girl is gone hahahahahah(evil laugh)

NATHALIE(nasasaktan)whats going on with you (crying )

NARRATOR:Becausde of iritation,amanda grab Nathalie head and crash it in the sink for several times.nathalies blood spead in the whole bathroom

AMANDA / DEMON that’s what you get hahahahahahaha,[kukuha ng tissue at ipupunas sakamay aalis sa CR at ilolock ditto si Nathalie

SCHOOL CORRIDOR

DAVID Amanda (pasigaw and smile )

Dededmahin lang ni Amanda/demon

DAVID amanda wait what are you wearing (concern voice )

[hihinto si Amanda at tititigan si david ]

DAVID where’s Nathalie ? I thought she was with you

[Amanda grabs daivid’s troath]

DAVID who are you ?

NARRATOR

Amanda is annoyed with david that’s why she slam david in the chair and table Amanda left david

SCENE 11

NARRATOR:because of Amanda different behavior the police are looking for her

[may kumakakatok sa pinto ng mansion ]

Officer 1:exuse me miss is there Amanda Gomez her

LANDLADY:YAH yah she’s here she’s in her room its number 666 room just go upstairs

Officer 2: thank you maam (smile)

[Knocking at amanda’s room]

[binuksna ang pinto]

OFFICER 2

are you amada Gomez?

(Amanda just stared at the police)

Officer 1:we have warrant of arrest for you,you need to go with us to the police office,for some questions

NARRATIOR

Amanda started a fight to the two police officer grab their both heads and slam it hold the hand of the the one and broke it twist the head of the officer,kick their asses until they started to bleed then she get their guns and shoot the heads of the officers

[tunog ng baril]

[Hard rock music]

Until the landlady entered the room

LANDLADY

What is going oooo…….[suddenly stop on what she saw )

AMANDA AND THE DEMON

Ohhh sssssshhhhuut uppp

LANDLADY

Ohhh Dios MIO ,por Dios Santo

NARRATOR

Amanda shut the landlady by shooting her into her forehead

SCENE 12

NARRATOR

YEARS HAD PASSED ,its anew school year again a girl name Gabbi is about to find a dorm.every is already full except for the EL CONNOIR mansion withour further Do,she take it

AMANDA

Hello there im Amanda the landl;ady of this mansion .looking for room?,youre lucky! We have one special room for you …the room 666 take it or leave it.(with a creapy smile )

GABBI

Ill take it (smile nervously)

NARRATOR:

Its anew beginning. New chapter, and new school year for a new story that will open. Will the new boarder of EL CONNOAIRE continue of what happened in the past or will she stop the curse for the better future.

THE END.

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