Author: Shadow's Core PM
A young man living alone.. well, not entirely alone. He has his puppets. It was his twisted paradise living with them...Until SHE came into his life. Carrying a stolen object that she is being hunted down for, she asks for the man to help her hide until the heat dies down. However, now that she has entered his world...there is no escape. Has a bit of French. Correct me if I'm wrongRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Tragedy - Chapters: 10 - Words: 18,340 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 03-31-13 - Published: 10-14-12 - id: 3065655
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Authors Note: My second story! It's going to be shorter than my first one "The silence is recognized" and I hope everyone enjoys this one as much (possibly more) as my first one. Since Halloween is coming up, I figured to write a dark/creepy story. Umm...what else could I say? lol Oh well! Please enjoy.
Chapter 1: I was here once
It was winter again; Snow gently falling from the calm smooth sky. Une belle journée solitaire ... I could feel the cool breeze entering the cracks of my dark home. Red torn drapes hung over foggy and cracked windows with spider webs and dust clinging to the fabric. Creaky wooden floors that grew mold in the corners and had annoying pest such as vermin and insects crawling in and out of every hole there was. Scratched marks on the peeling grey walls that held sconces with burning candles. Ma belle maison. After the incident known as "Le grand changement" humans are now more different than just their personalities. Somehow though, humans learned to accept one another for their difference...At least, some have. With that, I have decided to hide away from society in my own world. Having the world to leave me behind in my own dark and twisted paradise.
Lonely? No. I was never lonely. For I had many friends with me in my home. Les fêtards ... With their plastic fingers strumming on guitars or wooden lips chewing on pipes and starring at me with never changing... never blinking pale grey eyes. They formed a band and call themselves The Zombie Hearts and they play beautiful music whenever asked. There are five members: Nicolas, Jérôme, Fabien, Sébastien and Olivier. Oliver and I had an...well, "accident". I caught him flirting with the love of my life, Amandine. He had his arm over her so I cut him in the eye and twice in the chest. He knew Amandine was mine and mine alone. But we're cool now...for now. As for Amandine, I decide to keep her safe from perverted eyes in my bed room thats in the attic. No one but I should gaze upon her beauty! Her long soft blonde hair, her deep blue glass eyes, her fragile pale glass skin, all dressed up in a black dress I designed myself. Une telle beauté ne doit pas être dérangé ... I do my best to keep my room nice and tidy for her. Everyday, I sweep the hard wood floors, check to see if theres any loose flooring, check the ceiling in case theres a leak, fix any creaks, fluff the pillows, and dust the lamps...all for her. I just love her so much. I love to wash her everyday, design new clothes for her, find or make new perfumes for her but mostly... I just love to stare at her and brush her hair.
One day, it was a normal for me. I grabbed my black hat, put on my white shirt and black jacket and kissed Amandine's cheek. I went downstairs to check on everyone, hoping they were still asleep. I wanted to give everyone a surprise just for the heck of it. I sneaked out into the cold hoping to stumble upon something glorious for the evening. The only places I could go were abandoned stores nearby and it seems empty stores have been increasing at a pleasurable rate. I cared not for reasons why so many stores became empty and why they left so many valuable treasures behind...how foolish I was.
I found a fresh empty store that sold sweets and took the biggest cake I could find, went to grab some medicine just in case something happens to my precious Amandine, grabbed some materials for clothes and more food. I figured it was best to drop the stuff off at the house before I slipped and waste them all. As my feet crunched through the snow I noticed the stores that would sell animals were the only abandoned stores that didn't have any animals left behind. I was a bit sadden at the thought but more relieved. I'm busy as it is with my friends, I'll only over work myself to death taking care of hundred of animals. Though I wouldn't mind eating the fish...
When I finally arrived to my domain, I was surprise to see that a spot that has boarded up had actually been forcefully torn down. C'est quoi ce bordel?