Your parents are fighting again and you can't sleep. You bike ride all the way across town while you try not to think about your home life. You reach an Arbie's-not open at this hour.
Instinctively you retreat to the pine forest behind the establishment. You come across a house that is nearly devoured in moss and ivy. An owl calls in the distance. You walk up to the dusty welcomematt and twist the rusty doorknob- unlocked. You step inside not because you sense something good to happen, but because you felt an energy drawing you in.
What a happens next?
Upon entering you look around seeing a box that seems to be glowing from the lights coming in from the skylights
You feel it call to you as you make your way. You feel cossumed with the greedy impulse of taking whatever is in that box. Your hands shake as to put your snatchers on the small treasure chest.
Opening the chest some kind of energy starts flowing into your body . Looking down at your hands they seem to be changing .
Your flesh turning harddening black as onyx. Your nails grown in long opaque black shards. You feel an aching in your temples as a fire starts to kindle in your heart. You feel all the fear and empathy leave your soul. Power starts to run through your veins. Your temples pulse with your new found rage as tall black horns begin to sprout. You let out a booming yell. You feel your old self dying as something entirely new is being born.
Sometimes waiting in the darkness is great future, but will their be more...
starts to walk around the house looking around allowing the flash light to help you see your way in the
darkness you feel your heart pounding within your chest and your hands start to shake a little
You catch a unfamiliar scent in the air. It is strong, yet inviting. You begin to search for whatever is the cause.
Smells like somebody is cooking something..
We better check the kitchen.
cracking like oil cracking? like fries cooking??? peaks in behind her....
*takes a long wiff* it definitely smells like some sort of fried food.
*sniff* funnel cake? *sniiiiifffff* maybe corndogs? *sniiiiiff*
You remember why you came here, it was not your family fighting, you were hungry and hoping the stupid place would be open, you go into the kitchen, three women and a man are there, cooking chicken, steaks, you push them aside and grab a steak and and whole chicken and go to eat it in the back porch, growling at anyone that dares to come near.
fries ode to the fries
how you mock me so
looks at the others ummm this is a trap or something gets switch blade out and waits
Looks around awaiting for the trap , tries not too step into it , goes around she lights up her Lighter so she can see......