|Phobia What it means to Fear
Author: ChiieTheChibi PM
Six words was all it took for everything to change, new problems now await four young males who've arrived in a place of NiGhTmArEs only heard of in horror stories...I want to go somewhere different...Six words to make everything you've ever known a distant memory; well lucky you; you've gotten you wish... and let me just be the first to say...Welcome to Phobia.Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Supernatural - Words: 1,330 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 08-17-12 - id: 3051229
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This is based off a RP my friends and I are in.
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Things to note: When I 'Blank's P.O.V' I don't write in 'I, me or my.' Mmkay?
Warning: This is a Yaoi story, BoyxBoy. Don't like it, I'm sure that lovely back button will show you the way out.
It means fear.
You know. Like Arachnephobia?
The fear of spiders.
There's a place where you go to... Face... Yes... face your fears.
And have a little fun while your at it...
Fortunately... Well... Maybe not... You were sent here.
The Tallest Tower.
That was where it began.
For that one little light turned on in that cramped room with the dusty carpet, moldy cobblestone walls, and putrid smell of blood.
It meant new ones were here, and if you looked closely through the one window, barely off the rug, you could see something bright, white and flashing.
It looked a little bit like a smile.
A tall blonde woke up with a migraine, he looked around the tiny cobblestone room with a curious and surprised look on his face.
He stretched his arms forward, looking at the three other bodies around him, all men it would seem, standing up to stretch, effectively hitting his head on the hard stone ceiling, eliciting a loud curse from the blonde, Alphonse crouched to poke at one of the nearest bodies, but was cut off by a deeply accented voice.
"You are new here yes?"
Whirling around and putting himself in a battle stance, green eyes flashing with malice, his fists clenching and unclenching as he looked at the man hidden in one of the many shadows in the dimly lghted room.
"Where am I?" The man didn't answer, "Answer me you- you-!
"Kidnapper? Rapist? Hmmm... Give me a hint... Oh! I know! How 'bout madman?" the other asked, his pointed teeth, almost resembling a shark's, his lips twitching into a mad, almost psychotic grin, taking a step forward, making the growling male in front of him step back, tripping on one of the creases in the dirty rug.
"Y-You... You bastard!" he yelled, scooting backwards until his back hit the cold wall, oh how he wished one of the other males in the room, more like dungeon, would wake up.
The strange man, who Alphonse found out to to be a raven haired one, with dark, almost eerie, green eyes to be exaxct, walked over, crouching in front of the blonde with a now more toned down grin, eyes flashing with with something a little... Insane.
'If this guy touches me I swear to whatever god is out there I will scream.' He thought, glaring at the raven, who just smiled in a sweet way back in response.
That smile made him sick to his stomach.
"Come on now comrade, I can't have you afraid of me... I'm hurt." he said in a monotone way, ruffling the blonde's layered hair, which he got a glare from.
"Don't. Touch. Me." Alphonse growled out, hate and furiousness filling his emerald eyes.
The raven pouted, "Don't be rude, I only wanted to help." he responded, standing up to his full hieght and smiling again.
The man's right eye twitched, which caused Alphonse to smirk in victory, which quickly faltered when the creep walked to one of the fallen bodies on the floor, which reminded him to get off the disgusting carpet before he caught something. Standing up, Alphonse stretched his arms but didn't move from the area, steely eyes watching the raven's every move, just in case he tried something funny.
That's when he noticed something peculiar about him.
He was bleeding, from his left arm to be exact. But that wasn't the part that freaked the blonde out.
It was that his blood wasn't red.
'What. The. Fuckity fuck fuck.' he thought with slightly widened eyes, staring at the silver blood seeping throught the man's black pinstripe tux and down to his finger tips and then to the floor.
Alphonse shook his head harshly, he must of hit his head harder than he thought, as he watched the male take something from his pocket and and wave it under each of the fallen guys noses, awaking them instantly with a fit of coughing.
"Ugh..." The blonde turned his head to a purple haired man rubbing his eyes and scanning the room before his eyes widening, "Where the heck am I?" he asked, looking around, then to the blonde after standing up with the other to shorter males.
Now infront of the room, the raven haired man grinned, jet black hair falling in his eyes slightly as he bowed in an elegant way, right before he looked at them all with a grin and matching dark green eyes.
"You are in Phobia."
'We're in where?' Alphonse thought as he raised an eyebrow, giving him a skeptical look, like the other boys next to him, but theirs a more toned down, less hateful version.
The creep, as Alphonse liked to put it, smirked, some of his shark teeth showing before he chuckled in an almost sinister, yet insane way.
"Ahh... I assume you all are clueless idiots aren't you? Shame. Atleast some of our new ones last decade read the book I had put in your world."
About to bark a hateful and angry response, the blonde was cut off once more.
"Let us all get this straight." He said, now in a serious tone but playfulness in his eyes.
"You all had crappy lives on your stupid boring world right? Right. Now, technically, this is your fault for not finding the bright side, instead, you decided to say those six little magic words. 'I want to live somewhere different.'" He counted the words of with his his fingers, blatenly ignoring the shocked and horrifyed looks as he did so.
'Did this guy- Is he a stalker?!' He screamed in his mind, he never told anyone, he wasn't even around anyone, when he said those words thirteen days ago.
The male continued, smirking, "You got your wish. I am your mayor, and as I said before," his grin turned into one of a maniacs.
"Welcome to Phobia."
With that, the man wanished into a million little black red and green particles, swirling in a vortex before they completely dissappeared.
That was when they saw they new face.
"'Sup Newbies."The new comer said, in a degrading tone, that same stupid grin on his face as he leaned against the only door edge.
The next few words that came out of his mouth almost made him want to punch something, the blonde settled for clenching his fists until they turned white.\
"Alright, before any of y'all ask any questions... No you can't go back, so I'm showing y'all where you live."
The man, who looked more like a monster with his dark red hair, bright green eyes and grey skin, grinned madly, and Alphonse noted that he had shark teeth as well.
"I hope you'll like it. Name's Red, nice to meet you."
And with that final thing being said, he opened the door with an ornate key, and motioned the other to follow.
'Not that we have a choice.' He thought, glaring in front of him as he and the others began the long treck down the stone stairs.
After several long and agonizing minutes, nothing being said during that time, they finally reached the exit doors.
What he saw made him want to go upstairs into that tiny room and die.
'You have got to be fuckin' kidding me.'
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