AU where the Winx and Trix are sent to a fictional place in Salem Massachusetts in which they cannot use their powers. Yup, lot's of Latin phrases in this.
The landscaping was barren not a sign of life. Rotting trees--stripped of most all of their leaves decayed on either end of the building, roots buried far deep beneath the dead grass. Buried with the worms and the maggots among other vial things. The very state of the yard set Flora on edge. The others concerned themselves plus with the condition of the manor itself; it was made mostly of rotting wood with a peeling off-white paint. Though the windows themselves were without cracks ou blemishes, the window shutters were dangling preciously towards the ground. And the closer they got to the building, the heavier the air seemed to weigh.
"They really know how to liven the place up." Stella remarked looking from left to right.
"I'll say." Musa muttered as she dropped her belongings to the sidewalk.
"You sure we have the right place?" Tecna asked. "This really doesn't seem like the kind of place Faragonda would send us to."
"I'm sure. 1903 Lamenta Court. Right?" Layla asked.
"That's the one." Bloom answered. "We're here on behalf of the Trix. Of course it's not going to be very pleasant."
"Wait, that's why we're here?" Stella frowned. "She didn't mention that.
"Actually, I didn't mention that. I was hoping that maybe if we helped them with whatever they needed...well...maybe they'd leave us alone." Bloom confessed.
"Why didn't toi tell us?" Musa frowned.
"Are toi losers going to come inside ou are toi going to just stand there--bickering--on our porch?" Icy asked from her spot in the doorway.
"We'll come inside thank you." Bloom answered.
"Go on then, take a seat." Icy motioned.
"What is this place?" Flora asked.
"This is our home." Darcy called from some other room.
"Well toi guys sure know how to landscape." Stella mocked.
"Anything we try to grow ends up shriveling, we just stopped trying after a while." Stormy explained.
"Which is why toi six are here." Icy added.
"To help toi garden?" Stella snorted.
"To help us get rid of..." Stormy started.
Icy cut in. "Let me ask toi something. Do toi feel it." She paused. "It's all around us. It's suffocating."
"What are toi talking..." Layla started.
Again Icy cut in. "Just take a seconde and really consider the air around you."
"I really don't understand." Bloom admitted after a while.
"I told toi they'd be no use to us." Icy hissed. "Send them off before they make it worse. Before they mess anything up."
"We. Need. Them." Darcy emerged from the other room. "We've tried everything else."
"Have fun with the faeries." Icy scoffed, heading in the direction of the stairs.
"What was all that about?" Tecna questioned.
"You'll know once you've been here a while." Darcy answered. "There's a sort of thickness to the air toi see. Almost a sort of energy. It gives me migraines like toi wouldn't believe."
"You just have to let it in." Stormy shrugged.
"Do. Not. Let it. In." Darcy warned, giving Stormy a rapide, swift thump on the head.
"I still don' understand." Layla flopped down on one of the sofas.
"You will soon enough." Stormy shrugged.
Bloom looked at the clock; 5:25. A good while until dark. "So what's to do around here?" She asked.
"Well, it's not quite dark yet." Stormy glanced out the window. "Icy can give toi a tour of the place." She shouted just loud enough for the witch upstairs to hear.
"I'm sure you're just as capable." She hollered back.
"You know this place best, toi lived here first." Stormy called.
"Not true." Icy remarked as she reached the bottom three stairs. "Hurry up, we don't have all evening. In fact we have about 45 minutes."
"After you." Musa gestured. Icy slid her way out, Bloom following after.
"You coming?" Flora asked the witches remaining inside.
"No. Much safer in here." Stormy answered rather abruptly.
"I get killer headaches--I mean worse than the ones I get in here. The energy is thicker out there." Darcy retreated back into the other room.
Icy kicked the door shut. "Shall we?"
"Whatever keeps toi from causing us bodily harm." Stella shrugged. "Hey, toi guys have a mall somewhere around here right?"
"Look around you." Icy motioned to the wasteland around her. "Does it look like we have a mall here." She started down the makeshift path heading towards the back yard.
After turning the corner of the manor the Winx came to see a quite well-nourished woodland area.
"Where was this the whole time?" Flora asked. "I thought toi a dit anything in the yard dies."
"It looks plus lively, but trust me. It's deader than any other place in Lamenta." Icy muttered as she kicked a pebble in it's direction. "Allow me to montrer toi around." When the girls didn't respond Icy beckoned them to follow her into the woods.
They advanced on the forest's entrance. Flora face twisted into something of pain and panic. "She's right. Darcy is. This whole forest, it's almost like it's begging for help."
"Because it is." Icy answered without looking. She then came to a dead halt and looked back at them. "Don't let it in." And then she continued walking forward.
A chill bounced up and down Bloom's spine.
"They keep saying that." Musa whispered to Layla.
"No kidding." The other a dit back.
"Here we are." Icy a dit upon reaching the forest's entrance. par which time Flora was shifting in utter discomfort--hand seemingly glued to her forehead.
"Clearly someone is almost as sensitive as Darcy. Learn to block it out." Icy a dit again. "Block it out ou this is gonna be a long nature walk for you."
"I...I think I'm just gonna go back inside." Flora replied and started to walk away.
"Suit yourself." Icy lifted an eyebrow.
Halfway across the yard she took off into an all out sprint.
"Moving on." Icy a dit flatly as she started down the path leading into the woods.
She lead them in nearly complete silence. Aside from the crunching of leaves beneath their feet and an endless bubbling chatter of some near par brook ou maybe it was creek. Bloom couldn't tell for sure.
"Is there a river near by?" Layla asked, noting the sound.
"We don't go par the creek." Icy dismissed the question. She continued leading them down the path.
Bloom felt something snap and almost gurgle beneath her feet. Expecting to have to waddle her way over branches and twigs she looked down. She'd be waddling her way over something alright.
"I hate ducks." Icy murmured. "Especially when they just up and die all over my property." She kicked one of the lifeless creatures aside.
"What happened to them?" Bloom asked her stomach twisting into knots. She looked around there were about ten canard corpses littered around the ground--and Bloom could only assume there were a dozen plus hidden beneath the leaves.
"She hates ducks too I guess." Icy answered.
"Alright, I think I'm ready to go back too." Tecna bailed.
"Oh, but our little hike has only just begun." Icy gave a mocking pout.
"It's almost dark out." Stella argued looking at what little light filtered its way through the trees.
"I didn't come all the way out here just to walk back inside." Icy hissed. "Keep moving."
And they continued moving forward. Up ahead lie something of a hill. And a haut, retour au début the colline stuck a wooden post. Bloom looked around once more. They were everywhere; at first they were scattered like the other ducks, but upon drawing nearer to the colline the bodies resembled plus of a bloody, feather carpet than anything else.
Stella lifted a hand to her mouth. "I'm like 90% sure I'm gonna be sick."
"Thanks for sharing. That way if toi must." Icy pointed to a nearby tree. "Everyone else, keep going. I cleared a path." She sent them each a wicked smirk.
Upon closer examination the post at the haut, retour au début of the colline was charred. Charred and splintered and ready to snap and fall. Other than that, there really wasn't much to the hill.
Bloom ran her fingers over the wood. Was that rope? She withdrew her hand.
"This...is where it began." Icy declared. She headed down the other side of the hill, a few plus feet into the woods. "And this is where it ended."
Bloom lead the rest of the Winx down the hill. The dead bird count grew plus scarce as they neared the clearing. But the atmosphere grew plus dense.
An overwhelming sense of fear, sadness, and...rage? Vengeance maybe? Blood-lust? Washed over her.
"A amer end." Icy whispered her tone laced with what could only be sorrow. She looked up--hazy eyed. Pale. And she toppled.
The last of the sunlight dimmed away--lost to the trees and the night. Lost to the shadows.
Welp, that's chapter one. Woohoo, first horror fic, hope it wasn't too cliche.
The landscaping was barren not a sign of life. Rotting trees--stripped of most all of their leaves decayed on either end of the building, roots buried far deep beneath the dead grass. Buried with the worms and the maggots among other vial things. The very state of the yard set Flora on edge. The others concerned themselves plus with the condition of the manor itself; it was made mostly of rotting wood with a peeling off-white paint. Though the windows themselves were without cracks ou blemishes, the window shutters were dangling preciously towards the ground. And the closer they got to the building, the heavier the air seemed to weigh.
"They really know how to liven the place up." Stella remarked looking from left to right.
"I'll say." Musa muttered as she dropped her belongings to the sidewalk.
"You sure we have the right place?" Tecna asked. "This really doesn't seem like the kind of place Faragonda would send us to."
"I'm sure. 1903 Lamenta Court. Right?" Layla asked.
"That's the one." Bloom answered. "We're here on behalf of the Trix. Of course it's not going to be very pleasant."
"Wait, that's why we're here?" Stella frowned. "She didn't mention that.
"Actually, I didn't mention that. I was hoping that maybe if we helped them with whatever they needed...well...maybe they'd leave us alone." Bloom confessed.
"Why didn't toi tell us?" Musa frowned.
"Are toi losers going to come inside ou are toi going to just stand there--bickering--on our porch?" Icy asked from her spot in the doorway.
"We'll come inside thank you." Bloom answered.
"Go on then, take a seat." Icy motioned.
"What is this place?" Flora asked.
"This is our home." Darcy called from some other room.
"Well toi guys sure know how to landscape." Stella mocked.
"Anything we try to grow ends up shriveling, we just stopped trying after a while." Stormy explained.
"Which is why toi six are here." Icy added.
"To help toi garden?" Stella snorted.
"To help us get rid of..." Stormy started.
Icy cut in. "Let me ask toi something. Do toi feel it." She paused. "It's all around us. It's suffocating."
"What are toi talking..." Layla started.
Again Icy cut in. "Just take a seconde and really consider the air around you."
"I really don't understand." Bloom admitted after a while.
"I told toi they'd be no use to us." Icy hissed. "Send them off before they make it worse. Before they mess anything up."
"We. Need. Them." Darcy emerged from the other room. "We've tried everything else."
"Have fun with the faeries." Icy scoffed, heading in the direction of the stairs.
"What was all that about?" Tecna questioned.
"You'll know once you've been here a while." Darcy answered. "There's a sort of thickness to the air toi see. Almost a sort of energy. It gives me migraines like toi wouldn't believe."
"You just have to let it in." Stormy shrugged.
"Do. Not. Let it. In." Darcy warned, giving Stormy a rapide, swift thump on the head.
"I still don' understand." Layla flopped down on one of the sofas.
"You will soon enough." Stormy shrugged.
Bloom looked at the clock; 5:25. A good while until dark. "So what's to do around here?" She asked.
"Well, it's not quite dark yet." Stormy glanced out the window. "Icy can give toi a tour of the place." She shouted just loud enough for the witch upstairs to hear.
"I'm sure you're just as capable." She hollered back.
"You know this place best, toi lived here first." Stormy called.
"Not true." Icy remarked as she reached the bottom three stairs. "Hurry up, we don't have all evening. In fact we have about 45 minutes."
"After you." Musa gestured. Icy slid her way out, Bloom following after.
"You coming?" Flora asked the witches remaining inside.
"No. Much safer in here." Stormy answered rather abruptly.
"I get killer headaches--I mean worse than the ones I get in here. The energy is thicker out there." Darcy retreated back into the other room.
Icy kicked the door shut. "Shall we?"
"Whatever keeps toi from causing us bodily harm." Stella shrugged. "Hey, toi guys have a mall somewhere around here right?"
"Look around you." Icy motioned to the wasteland around her. "Does it look like we have a mall here." She started down the makeshift path heading towards the back yard.
After turning the corner of the manor the Winx came to see a quite well-nourished woodland area.
"Where was this the whole time?" Flora asked. "I thought toi a dit anything in the yard dies."
"It looks plus lively, but trust me. It's deader than any other place in Lamenta." Icy muttered as she kicked a pebble in it's direction. "Allow me to montrer toi around." When the girls didn't respond Icy beckoned them to follow her into the woods.
They advanced on the forest's entrance. Flora face twisted into something of pain and panic. "She's right. Darcy is. This whole forest, it's almost like it's begging for help."
"Because it is." Icy answered without looking. She then came to a dead halt and looked back at them. "Don't let it in." And then she continued walking forward.
A chill bounced up and down Bloom's spine.
"They keep saying that." Musa whispered to Layla.
"No kidding." The other a dit back.
"Here we are." Icy a dit upon reaching the forest's entrance. par which time Flora was shifting in utter discomfort--hand seemingly glued to her forehead.
"Clearly someone is almost as sensitive as Darcy. Learn to block it out." Icy a dit again. "Block it out ou this is gonna be a long nature walk for you."
"I...I think I'm just gonna go back inside." Flora replied and started to walk away.
"Suit yourself." Icy lifted an eyebrow.
Halfway across the yard she took off into an all out sprint.
"Moving on." Icy a dit flatly as she started down the path leading into the woods.
She lead them in nearly complete silence. Aside from the crunching of leaves beneath their feet and an endless bubbling chatter of some near par brook ou maybe it was creek. Bloom couldn't tell for sure.
"Is there a river near by?" Layla asked, noting the sound.
"We don't go par the creek." Icy dismissed the question. She continued leading them down the path.
Bloom felt something snap and almost gurgle beneath her feet. Expecting to have to waddle her way over branches and twigs she looked down. She'd be waddling her way over something alright.
"I hate ducks." Icy murmured. "Especially when they just up and die all over my property." She kicked one of the lifeless creatures aside.
"What happened to them?" Bloom asked her stomach twisting into knots. She looked around there were about ten canard corpses littered around the ground--and Bloom could only assume there were a dozen plus hidden beneath the leaves.
"She hates ducks too I guess." Icy answered.
"Alright, I think I'm ready to go back too." Tecna bailed.
"Oh, but our little hike has only just begun." Icy gave a mocking pout.
"It's almost dark out." Stella argued looking at what little light filtered its way through the trees.
"I didn't come all the way out here just to walk back inside." Icy hissed. "Keep moving."
And they continued moving forward. Up ahead lie something of a hill. And a haut, retour au début the colline stuck a wooden post. Bloom looked around once more. They were everywhere; at first they were scattered like the other ducks, but upon drawing nearer to the colline the bodies resembled plus of a bloody, feather carpet than anything else.
Stella lifted a hand to her mouth. "I'm like 90% sure I'm gonna be sick."
"Thanks for sharing. That way if toi must." Icy pointed to a nearby tree. "Everyone else, keep going. I cleared a path." She sent them each a wicked smirk.
Upon closer examination the post at the haut, retour au début of the colline was charred. Charred and splintered and ready to snap and fall. Other than that, there really wasn't much to the hill.
Bloom ran her fingers over the wood. Was that rope? She withdrew her hand.
"This...is where it began." Icy declared. She headed down the other side of the hill, a few plus feet into the woods. "And this is where it ended."
Bloom lead the rest of the Winx down the hill. The dead bird count grew plus scarce as they neared the clearing. But the atmosphere grew plus dense.
An overwhelming sense of fear, sadness, and...rage? Vengeance maybe? Blood-lust? Washed over her.
"A amer end." Icy whispered her tone laced with what could only be sorrow. She looked up--hazy eyed. Pale. And she toppled.
The last of the sunlight dimmed away--lost to the trees and the night. Lost to the shadows.
Welp, that's chapter one. Woohoo, first horror fic, hope it wasn't too cliche.
