My third entry is yet again a scene from my story, The Emerald Empire. Idk if I'm allowed to use multiple entries but its hard to pick just one.
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t's a bright and sunny day, but one wouldn't be able to realize, with all the tall trees blocking out the sunshine from above. There's a light fog all around, not thick enough to obscure one's vision, but enough to notice, as well as a thin layer of leaves and fallen branches on the ground. Nate, Annie, and Connie are setting up a tent, while Shadow and Croakie are running around playing together.
“Yay, we did it!” exclaims Annie once they finished setting it up.
“I'm getting a bit tired.” says Nate, wiping sweat off his forehead and placing his hands on his knees.
“You should rest, then. We can handle this.” says Connie.
While everyone else walks off somewhere, Nate sits under a tree and dozes off. A while later, he wakes up to a voice calling his name. When he opens his eyes, he sees a girl dressed in black, standing over him. The same girl that took his skateboard.
“Hello, Nate. You must be happy to see me.” she says with a giggle.
His eyes widen in shock, and he jumps to his feet. She kisses his forehead, and steps back, smiling wickedly. Nate balls his fists and grits his teeth, like a cornered beast that knows it has nowhere to run.
“May I have this dance?” she asks, extending her hand to him.
He backs up, looking confused. “W-What are you talking about?”
“I want to dance with you.” she replies, cocking her head and smiling.
He looks at her like she's crazy, then she grabs his hands, placing one on her shoulder and the other on her hip. She then begins leading him in ballroom dancing. He seems far too surprised and confused to resist.
“So, how has your day been, Nate?” she asks, casually. He responds with silence.
“Why do you ignore me, Nate? You know you can tell me anything.” she says in a singsong voice.
Nate, finally growing sick of this, pushes her off of him, causing her to fall on her butt.
“I don't know who you are, or what you want, but just stay away from me and my family, okay? You have NOTHING to do with us!”
“Nothing to do with you, or your family?” she says, looking up at him, a frown on her face, and tears in her eyes. She stands, dusting herself off. The fog starts thicken, and she stares at the ground, her hair covering most of her face, but a faint red and blue glow visible from her eyes. Two slabs of rock appear behind her. Nate stares at them with a raised eyebrow.
“Would you like to go see them?” she asks, pointing.
Before he can reply, she grabs his hand and takes him over to them. When they are at the slabs of rock, Nate notices writing on both of them. One reads “Annie Emerald, 1998-2015.” and the other “Connie Emerald, 1997-2015.”
“You don't know what these are, do you, Nate?”
Nate clenches his fists, an angered expression on his face. “What did you do to them?”
“These are called tombstones. The ground a tombstone is on is where a dead body is buried. When someone dies, they are buried under the ground, and a tombstone is placed so that people can come back there and remember them.” she explains.
“W-What are you saying?”
“To summarize, Annie and Connie are dead.”
Nate drops to his knees, trembling. “No! You're lying! They can't be dead! Stop trying to mess with my head!”
“Would you like me to show you?” she asks.
Not answering, Nate stares at the ground, softly crying, his face covered in tears which drop one by one. The girl picks up a shovel, and slams it on the ground in front of him.
“Since you don't believe me, I can dig up the bodies for you.”
Nate stands up, snatches the shovel from her, and swings it down on her shoulder, rage clear in his eyes despite the tears. “You MONSTER!!!” he yells.
The shovel collides down on her with such huge force, it breaks in half. Her arm bends at a strange angle, blood dripping from her shoulder, but she doesn't even react to it, despite the obvious pain.
“I'll take that as a no then. Will this serve as a substitute confirmation?” she asks, taking two necklaces out of her pocket, one shaped like the moon, the other shaped like the sun. Annie and Connie's necklaces, the ones from their mother.
She chuckles. “How does it feel to dance with the devil?”
“Shut your mouth!” he shouts, charging at her, swinging his fists wildly. He hits her right in the eye the first time, having took her by surprise, but then she starts teleporting to dodge each strike. Punch, teleport, punch, teleport. The pattern goes on and on, like two teenagers dancing to the beat of their hearts. As soon as she sees an opening, she kicks him in the gut, causing him to double over.
“Want to see how I did it, Nate? How I killed your beloved older sisters?” she says between heavy breaths.
“Shut your filthy mouth, you monster! You witch! You fiend!” yells Nate, throwing a dagger at her, which she easily dodges.
Like a nightmare being displayed right before his eyes, Nate can see Annie and Connie tied to the ground. And this girl, holding a whip, standing next to a horse Familiar. With an evil laugh, she whacks the horse's back with the whip, causing it to scream in pain, and start running back and worth wildly, trampling Annie and Connie each time.
“NO! ANNIE, CONNIE!!!” yells Nate, crying uncontrollably now, repeatedly throwing daggers, which are all easily dodged.
“Do you like that, Nate? Isn't this fun? Look at how much fun I had with dear Annie and Connie! But that's not all! Now, watch them burn!” she says, with sadistic eyes, and raises her arm in the air. As if on cue, their bodies erupt in massive flames, burning their corpses to ashes.
“Hahaha, you see? There is nothing left of them! But it's okay, we had great fun before they had to go!”
Nate yells at the top of his lungs, sounding like a mother bear roaring to keep a predator away from her cubs. Dagger after dagger he throws, until he completely runs out, not a single one hitting her. She kicks him in the jaw, knocking him to the ground, and punches his gut with her unharmed arm.
His face is bruised and bleeding, but his spirit will not be put out, like a raging fire. He gets right back up, and tackles her to the ground so quickly, she doesn't get a chance to teleport. He's now on top of her, staring her in the eye, murderous intent clear in his eye,
Suddenly, one of the Soldiers, Maya, comes running in their direction, carrying plenty of sticks. “My Lord, I found some...” at the sight of the current situation, she screams, dropping all of the sticks.
Distracted, Nate looks up at her. “Soldier Maya, get out of here!”
“Lord Nate...what's going on?” asks Maya.
Mary, using the distraction to her advantage, rolls, knocking Nate off of her, then begins stomping repeatedly on his chest, making him yell in pain. Maya screams, tears in her eyes, then shoves Mary away, grabs Nate's hand, and runs off with him.
“Come back, Nate! Don't you want to join your sisters? I bet they miss their beloved little brother!” shouts the girl in black, laughing like a hyena.
“Monster! I'll rip you to shreds!” Nate shouts back, attempting to charge back at her, but he's injured, leaving him weak enough for Maya to drag him away against his will. After several minutes of running, they found a little cottage, which they went inside and climbed up the stairs.
“We should be safe here.” says Maya, panting.
Nate snatches his arm away from her. “What do you think you're doing, you lowly Soldier?! I have to destroy her! She...she killed my sisters!” he yells, sobbing.
Before she can respond, her mouth melts off, and a noose appears around her neck. Her body is hauled up in the air, and swings back and forth like a pendulum, crashing through the window. Then, the noose seems to rip while her body is hanging outside, and Nate can hear a huge crashing sound as her body hits the ground.
“Soldier Maya!”
Nate can now hear the girl in black walking up the stairs, singing in a creepy voice.
“I'm at the door now~
I'm coming up the steps~
I'm at the top of your steps~
I'm at your door now~”
She breaks the door down with a giant scythe, at least twice her size, which she somehow raises above her head.
“Who...who are you?” Nate asks, defeated.
She giggles. “My name is Mary, and I have a gift for you: PAIN!!!” she swings the giant scythe down at him in an instant.
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