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I watched the girls as they huddled around their makeshift fire, spouting off ancient words that they couldn’t possibly comprehend. Many of the words were wrong, as they were beginners to the power of summoning the dark creatures, but they truly put their heart into the words and that’s really all that matters.

The redhead, their ringleader, laid out several chickens with the blood still fresh on her hands from their slaughtering. Chickens? Have I sunk to such depths as to do my bidding for a couple of dead birds? I let out a deep throated laugh that could make full-grown men tremble in fear. The girls stopped their chanting and looked around. The youngest members of the group huddled against the older girls in fear, and the older girls seemed to holding onto to them for the same reasons.

“It’ll be all right...” The ringleader said with false bravery in her eyes as she scanned the trees carefully “She will work for us...”

Work for you? That is a rather humorous concept.

I had half a mind to spook them some more. I could let out a few more deep throated cackles, or let their measly little campfire suddenly go out, surrounding them in darkness. I would surely delight in their screams, but something about their innocence and ignorance amused me greatly.

This could be fun to play along with, I thought to myself.

Their chanting continued once more, growing even louder. They were determined, that’s for sure. These little girls had no clue what forces they were messing with with that night. They should have stayed tucked away in their beds instead of sneaking out here to do try and summon powers they can't possibly understand. They were lucky (or maybe unlucky) that they were so deep in the forest that no one would hear them since they would surely get in trouble for dabbling in such dangerous deals if they were caught.

No one but me could hear their cries for help, but I was the only one who needed to hear.

“Silly girls...” I cackled into the wind, stopping the girls in their chanting once more. Their dark prayers had been answered and not a single one of them could fathom the horrors that would follow.


oooo0000oooo



“Can you spare a few coin, sir?

I scowled down upon her horrid, wrinkled face and into eyes that looked as black as coal. I had never seen such dark eyes before. They would have been intriguing had they not been in such a hideous face.

“Eat dirt, filthy hag!”

I resisted the urge to kick her like an ugly, stray mongrel as I walked past. Anastasia, the most beautiful girl in all the lands was waiting on me. Everyone in town knew that she was the purest, most virginal girl one might ever meet. And she beckoned me to meet her just outside of town at the old horse stalls that evening. She had finally succumbed to my charms and advances, and my prize was surely awaiting me at the stables ready to shed her purity for me at last.

“But kind sir...I beg of thee...Please spare a couple shillings for an old lady?”

She was following me. I couldn’t have her knowing where I was headed or who I was meeting. I turned around quickly and with the force of my weight, threw my fist square into her gut.

“Did I not make my message clear earlier? I have no pity for the likes of you. Now go off and starve to death for all I care. Do not follow me any further or I will have you beat like the dirty mongrel that you are.”

The old hag was doubled over, holding her stomach where my fist had pounded into her. If my words had not gotten through to her, the pain I had inflicted upon her was bound to send the message. If not, there would be more where that came from.

“As you wish, sir...As you wish...”

I watched her hobble away into the darkness, crouched over and still gasping for breath. I had knocked the air right from her lungs. Let that be a lesson to not bother the higher class again. If that heathen had made me late, I would have her head on a platter the very next day...

I finally reached the edge of the town and the old horse barn that had stood vacant since the old man who owned it passed away last fall. No one dared to enter the old man’s property these days because they said a witch put a curse on it. A curse?!? Who believes in such nonsense in our day and age.

“Anastasia...are you playing hide and seek with me? You know I don’t like little girl games...”

I heard giggling coming from behind one of the old stalls.

“Come out, pretty one. I will be gentle with you, I promise.”

More giggling from behind the stall. I would sneak up, surprise her and then have my way with her. Her cutesy little girl games could only last for so long. I would play along if it meant I could take her right then and there in that stall. She would be my prettiest conquest to date, and I really hadn’t seen a prettier girl than her in all my time.

I walked up to the stall and gently pushed my way inside, and was surprised when Anastasia wasn't the one waiting for me. It was another woman that I'd never seen before. One much fairer than my sweet, virginal Anastasia.

“My oh my...what a beautiful sight you are, my dear. May I ask you your name?”

“Names aren't important, Nolan. You do not need to know my name for what we are about to do and you know it.”

I was taken aback...

“If names aren’t important, then how do you know mine?”

She smiled a smile that seemed fit only for the fairest of princesses. She looked as close to royal blood as I had ever seen, but she didn’t appear to be one of the royals from our town. She was petite as they came, dainty in all of her features and her hands clearly had not seen a days work in all her life. I wondered what other parts of her were still as pure...

I didn’t have much time to think before she pushed me down to the ground and straddled me, her lips inches from my own.

“I thought you came to play a little game? How about we play then?”

Her hand went down between my legs. I had never had a woman be so forward with me before, as most women are gentle creatures that I have to persuade to do anything like this. I wasn’t so sure I liked being the person on bottom. I needed to take back control at once.

I tried to push her off me, I really did. I wanted to push her onto her back and show her what it feels like to be taken by a real man....but she was simply too strong. Too strong for a young man like myself, you ask? Not possible. Oh, but it was. She had control over me and some divine power that I simply couldn’t understand continued to let her dominate me. Her tiny little frame had the weight of a hundred horses forcing me down into the hay against my will.

“Don’t like it when the woman has the upper hand, do you?”

Her beautiful dark hair enveloped us, but instead of feeling intrigued by this mysterious woman, I felt suffocated. I felt like I was drowning in a pool of darkness while surrounded by her raven hair. The very breath in my lungs felt as if it were being drawn out of me, I couldn’t get any air no matter how hard I tried. It felt as if she had a hold on my throat, but her hands were still deep within my pants.

Her head lifted up and she cackled, a deep and ominous sound from deep within her breast

She bent her head down to lick the length of my throat and I swear her tongue felt more serpent-like than of the human variety.

“My, you are tasty thing, aren't you? I could just eat you right here...”

As she pulled her head back up to look at me, her beautiful blue eyes were gone, replaced by a darker pair staring back at me. Black and soulless, the eyes of the hag from the street were now staring back at me from this beautiful, perfect face. The exact same eyes from earlier, except now they held less life in them. And there was nothing but evil in those dark eyes.

“Are you going to kill me?” I tried to sound like the brave young man that I should have been, but my voice faltered and I could barely muster a whisper.

“Oh Nolan...Kill you? Now that would be too easy, now wouldn’t it?

Such threatening words from such perfectly lush, pink lips. Evil seeped from her tongue and I felt it dripping down onto me as she licked and nibbled along my neck, tasting the perspiration that was forming even as the night air chilled me to the bone.

“But Anastasia...where is she? What have you done with her?”

Maybe she had heard my struggles and sent for help. That could be my only hope now.

The witch cackled again, my question has pleased her.

“My poor, stupid boy...sweet Anastasia would never lower herself to do the things in which you had in mind. Oh no, she’s one of the many reasons you are here...”

“What do you mean?”

‘They summoned me to destroy you. This was an elaborate ploy to end your filthy ways for good. They are tired of being treated like vermin and want to end it forever.”

The creature above me cackled when she saw the shock in my eyes.

“I had thought that perhaps earlier, you might have shown me a bit of kindness. I would have lightened my punishment on you, perhaps...But you are a terrible, heartless man and deserve nothing but the worst I have to offer you.”

The wrinkled face from earlier looked down upon me. I didn’t notice the change, as it was both gradual and sudden at the same time. I was now staring into the face of the old beggar from the street.

I heard a fit of laughter coming from the stalls around me. I glanced around and saw the beautiful green eyes of Anastasia staring down at me. Her red hair was always something I admired about her since it was such a rare treat amongst our townspeople. Bethany and Milly stood to one side as well, both very beautiful in their own right, but still not as beautiful as Anastasia. I felt the presence of several other girls, but they were not important. Only Anastasia held absolute pleasure in her smile. It was her plan, I could see it in those green eyes that shone like emeralds, and she was enjoying every moment of my suffering.

I felt a scaly hand turn my face toward that wrinkled mess with eyes as dark as night. A snakes tongue slid into my mouth and I heard chanting fill the air as they let the devil have her way with me.

The girls were pleased, but they had no clue what they were in for. They would pay for this. I would find a way to make all of them pay for this.

oooo0000oooo


“What do you want of me?” I snarled at the woman who stood before me. She held some great power in her little town, and she seemed to think she held some power over me as well from the way she presented herself at my home.

“I’m here to make a deal with you. I will offer you anything you want to stop the terror you inflict upon my people.”

I was intrigued and slightly amused. I'd never had someone try to bargain with me before. This could prove to be interesting.

“What do you have that would interest me, you coward?” I scowled at her to let her know that I did not appreciate her wasting my time with petty offers of silver or gold which I had little use for as a dragon.

“I have heard your story and know of one thing you desire more than anything and that is the one thing I can offer you.”

“Oh if you know me so well, what is that which you can offer me ?” I growled the last word to remind her of who she was truly messing with. I could eat her in one tiny little bite if I wanted to, and perhaps I should if her offer wasn't to my liking. I would show her who truly held the power here...

“Beautiful girls. I could give you one of the most beautiful and delicate girls from our town every year as a sacrifice. You can do with them as you wish.” She brushed off that last sentence with a flick of her hand. This was too easy for her, which made me suspicious of her intentions.

But I considered her words carefully since the idea happened to please me very much.

“My...that is a tasty offer you have for me. But what’s in it for you?”

She smirked up at me, feeling a bit braver since I showed obvious pleasure at her offer. I would have to say her bravery was more from ignorance since only a second before, I was debating how delightful she would taste upon my tongue.

“Oh just that there are a few troublesome beauties that we could surely do without, and I trust that you would enjoy them very much. It’s a situation that works out well for the both of us since I know how much you prize beautiful women, yet despise them at the same time.” Her smirk turned into a grin as the thought of what she was about to do started to sink in.

Truth is, she did know my story well and she knew this was an offer I would not refuse.



My lovely partner, applespicy complements my piece very well with her own little fairy-tale. She was an amazing partner and you really must go check out her piece as well. You surely won't be disappointed! I don't think it matters what order you read them in, but they really ought to be read together!

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creature_girl08
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:41 am (UTC)
I totally loved this. You can write so many different styles and each is your own. Great stuff!
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:54 am (UTC)
Why thank you so much! This was my first fairy tale like piece, but I had so much fun with it, I might do it again :)
comedychick
Apr. 19th, 2011 06:51 am (UTC)
It's kind of creepy how well you got into Nolan's head to bring out his character. Well done!
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:55 am (UTC)
Thanks...I think that's a good thing...to be creepy and all :P
i_17bingo
Apr. 19th, 2011 04:43 pm (UTC)
My testicles kind of ache after reading yours and your partner's pieces this week.
similiesslip
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:06 pm (UTC)
And now we know why...

I really like how your pieces tie together. If only all those who prey on others could pay.

pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:55 am (UTC)
Thank you for your comment! I am glad you liked the two pieces :)
applespicy
Apr. 20th, 2011 12:04 am (UTC)
So awesome! I love the perspectives of all the various characters - their voices are so clear!

I really loved working with you this week :))
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:55 am (UTC)
Thank you!

And I really loved working with you last week!
java_fiend
Apr. 20th, 2011 01:09 am (UTC)
I love, love, love this piece. I think you did such a wonderful job with the story, sweetheart. And I love that you went outside of your comfort zone, did something a little different and pulled it off magnificently. Wonderful job, honey.
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:56 am (UTC)
*hugs* thank you sooooo much, sweetheart. Your support means the world to me <3
cheshire23
Apr. 20th, 2011 01:53 am (UTC)
Very well done, and a backstory for applespicy's tale that just fits perfectly. :)
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:56 am (UTC)
Thank you! Glad you liked it!
basric
Apr. 20th, 2011 05:35 am (UTC)
A very creepy twisted tale. Diabolical.
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:56 am (UTC)
Thanks, I had hoped to verge on creepy :)
nyxocity
Apr. 20th, 2011 04:26 pm (UTC)
I read applespicy's first and really enjoyed it, then came over here for a real treat, since I love, love, LOVE when people spin a told tale around and then show it from the villain's POV. Great job with the background on the dragon, and I kind of want to hurt the Councilwoman a lot.
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:57 am (UTC)
I love reading from the villain's POV as well, that's why I thought it would be fun to write from it!

I am very glad you enjoyed it and thanks for the comment!
the_vernacular
Apr. 21st, 2011 03:28 am (UTC)
Aha! I liked this a lot because this is a side of these stories that we don't often see. The making of the beast, so to speak.
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:57 am (UTC)
Thank you! Glad you liked it! I had so much fun writing it!
snarkerdoodle
Apr. 21st, 2011 07:53 pm (UTC)
Oooh, fabulously told here -- loved that it was just the eyes that changed at first in the middle section. :)
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:57 am (UTC)
Thank you! I am glad you enjoyed it!
xo_kizzy_xo
Apr. 21st, 2011 08:24 pm (UTC)
I love the POV here -- one usually never thinks of the villain's side of things.

I also have the desire to stab the councilwoman in both eyes with an ice pick ;)
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:58 am (UTC)
Thanks! It was fun writing from the villains POV :)
lawchicky
Apr. 21st, 2011 10:21 pm (UTC)
You did a great job here telling q backstory that was fascinating in it's own right
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:58 am (UTC)
Thank you!
mstrobel
Apr. 22nd, 2011 09:12 am (UTC)
This? Was awesome!
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:58 am (UTC)
Thank you :D :D :D
joeymichaels
Apr. 22nd, 2011 08:29 pm (UTC)
I may have read these in the wrong order, but I like discovering a little more about the origin of the dragon here. A thoroughly unlikable sort well deserving of a dagger down the throat. You both did a great job this week!
pixiebelle
Apr. 26th, 2011 03:59 am (UTC)
I am not sure if there is a right or a wrong order exactly, either way offers some interesting surprises I think.

Thanks a lot!!!
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