First off, this story is not your average, every-day fairytale.

It is not about love, or war, or even death.

… Okay, so it might be a little bit about death.

But this story is, mainly, about survival. It's about human- and animal- brutality, in it's truest form. This is a world where anything is possible. Where the wicked and the damned are welcomed, and worshiped, even, and they might not be who you'd expect.

This particular tale, I will tell you now, does not have a happy ending. No one will go 'riding off into the sunset, living happily ever after'. There will be death, hatred, and bloodshed.

And all of this begins with three written words...

"Welcome to Darkwood..." PJ sighed as she read the pamphlet in her hands yet again. She'd lost track by now of how many times she'd looked it over during their trip. She tossed it across the backseat to her brother, the corner of the paper hitting his cheek.

"Hey! That was my good side!"

"Oh, sorry, they both look the same to me." PJ laughed as Derek glared back.

"Oh yeah? Well at least I'm not ugly."

"Dude. We're twins. If I'm ugly, you should at least be lacking in the looks department as well."

"Whatever," Derek replied quietly, looking back out through the window. "Tree. Tree. Tree. Why are there so many damn trees? And people complain about 'saving the environment'... Are we there yet?" he whined, looking to their parents in the front seat.

PJ mentally agreed with her brother- there were a lot of trees. She didn't even know where they were.

"Watch your language." their mother said, glancing back at the twins through the rear view mirror. Their father, on the other hand, only laughed.

"We've only got thirty more miles, Derek. Patience is a virtue, you know."

"Oh, 'only' thirty miles!" Derek replied sarcastically. PJ rolled her eyes, looking out her own window with a small sigh.

Darkwood was the school that the twins were transferring to. PJ had never even heard of it until their mother came home one day with a pamphlet, saying it was a 'highly prestigious school that only the best families attended'. So why had they never heard of it? And why was their mother suddenly so interested?

"Derek, stop complaining or you'll be walking the rest of the way." their mother stated simply. Derek muttered a few choice words under his breath before sighing, looking back to his own window.

"So, why exactly are we going to Darkwood again?" PJ asked curiously. Their mother sighed, turning slightly in her seat.

"Because it will be a good educational experience. The two of you will meet new people, and learn more things..."

PJ had tuned out her mothers explanation after the third reason, only pretending to listen as she imagined what Darkwood might be like. Would it be ridiculously small and have not even one-thousand students? That was believable. They were practically in the middle of no where. The upside to that is that most likely it would be like a movie. Everyone would be disturbingly nice and know everyone else...

… Until some absolutely horrible secret gets out and then everyone gets all weird and homicidal.

… That wouldn't be too good.

PJ shrunk down in her seat slightly at the thought, barely noticing a sign on the edge of the road.

NOW ENTERING: DARKWOOD TOWN LIMITS

"... Hey, how big is Darkwood?" Derek asked. Their father shrugged slightly.

"Well, they have more forest than anything. The town itself is sort of... Well, tiny."

Derek mouthed an 'oh', and PJ immediately had a rather disturbed feeling about the whole idea of leaving their city life to live here. She glanced over at Derek, only to see him apparently having the same thought process, if the uncomfortable expression was anything to go by.

PJ had the feeling that Darkwood wasn't the 'pleasant, make-you-feel-at-home' type of place.

Cue the creepy music, and- Welcome to Darkwood.