Trick and treat
Title: Trick and treat.
Author: xmokox
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 1,789
Prompt: both.
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine!
Summary: Kibum, lost, wanders into a mansion and plays a game.
Author's Note: The story is inspired by Trick and Treat, a song from Vocaloid. "... ねえ, ちょうだい?" translates to "Hey, can you give it to me?" which is a line in the song that freaks me out, yet inspired me.
For shawol_haven challenge 010, which I'm totally nervous entering cause it's my first time, Enjoy!
***
Deep, deep within the fog, a captivating voice echoes
Come, come, until you're deeper into the heart of the forest
Hurry, hurry, you'll only get closer if you're quick Come, come, now isn't it fun? Let the games begin.
Kibum quickens his pace. In the deep dark foggy forest, he's lost and doesn't know where to go. His legs are tired and sore, and he can't wait to lie down on a soft bed. Trusting his instincts, he continues to find a place for shelter.
As he walks, he sees a small flicker of light in front. Flicker flicker flicker. Perhaps there's someone there?
He steps forward gingerly, creating a path before him by sweeping the bushes away. Before him stood a huge mansion, surrounded by many withered trees. And as if nothing gets creepier, the flash of light appears again in front of him.
"Ah, another lost soul? Would you like to seek shelter?" A voice permeates the dense foggy air. The voice is melodious, it enraptures Kibum deeply, as if luring him in. Key takes a few steps towards the voice and sees a boy standing there with a pumpkin shaped lantern.
The boy is well-groomed. He's clad in a tailcoat, top hat resting on his aburn hair. His eyes sparkle with a devious glint, filled with mischief. In one hand, he holds a Irish walking stick, curved smoothly with a skull adorning the handle. The other hand opens up to Kibum, as if inviting him in warmly.
"Can I rest here for the night?" Kibum speaks, breaking the short silence. Kibum is intrigued by the boy, and finds himself walking towards him.
"Of course. We have other guests here as well, so do enjoy your stay." The boy whispers into Kibum's ear and his beautiful voice sends slight shivers up his spine. Kibum wonders how the boy appears by his side in such a short period of time, but all his worries disappear when the boy motions him into the dark mansion.
"Hurry now, the dinner feast is going to begin soon." A smile plays on his face as he turns away from Kibum.
***
The cinnamon stick is a magic wand With just one flick the syrup will swell
Into a dream so sweet you'll forget you knew bitterness
Sheltered by the canopy, You'll fall into deep sleep
Kibum is greeted by a royal red carpetted floor in the hallway. As he walks by the boy's side, the candles lining the wall light up, one by one. The small flame, which he found mysteriously attractive, in the darkness makes him feel a little warmer and welcomed. The candle light flickers and wanes like the moon, creating strange shadows on the wall.
He is led to a huge door. Upon opening it, the blinding light from the chandeliers dazzles him, making his eyes squint. In the shine, he sees three other faces staring back at him.
"There, let's have an enjoyable dinner shall we?" The boy smiles, already prancing gracefully toward the table.
He pulls the chair and seats Kibum down. Then, he skips merrily to his seat as the host of the dinner. "Let's introduce ourselves shall we? Dinner will be boring without talk and chatter."
"Why not you start first?" A male says from across the table. His blond hair is spiked up to perfection, and Kibum wonders if he's really blonde.
"Oh dear, mind my manners. I'm Taemin, your gracious host this evening." The boy says, flipping his top hat and placing it on the table in one fluid motion.
"My name's Minho." Came a deep low voice next to Kibum. His body was well-toned and bursting out from his shirt.
"I-I'm J-Jinki." The timid boy stutters as he flashes everyone a nervous smile.
"Hey, call me Jonghyun!" The blond head says, playing with his hair.
Kibum sees the weird combination of people and smiles, "I'm Kibum, pleasure to meet you."
"Pleasure to meet all of you. Now, let the feast begin." Taemin says, smiling deviously. He claps his hands and the food is brought in swiftly, decorating the long table. In no time, everyone tucks into the food and the dining hall is filled with joyous chatter. Any sort of anxiety and fear Kibum experienced earlier was washed away with the food.
At the end of the main course, desert is brought in with beautiful European tea cups. In the mist of all the talk, Kibum doesn't notice the sweetness of the pudding.
And he falls into deep slumber, under the smirk of the beautiful host.
***
It's okay to be lost, mesmerized by mirages
If you loosen the blindfold it won't be fun
Watch your step! I'll take you by the hand
So, right away
Entrust yourself to me
Kibum sees stars and clouds. He sees himself flying past a beautiful forest at miles per hour. He sees flowers swaying in the windy field. He sees a beautifully familiar face, taking his hand and leading him further and further in to a house.
"Follow me," the figure mouths, tempting Kibum for more. He chases after the boy, relishing in every moment. The wind caresses his faces and he feels like he's in heaven.
And he realises, That's Taemin. That jolts him out of the illusion.
***
For some time the blade of doubt has been fading in and out
The mercy of love has no place here
Through a slit in the blindfold you peeped
And saw the shadows cast by the lantern cause your hair stands on its end.
He awakens to darkness. It's cold. His hands are bounded together, his mouth gagged. Wiggling a little, his blindfold losens and he can see he's in a dark room, save for a small candle flame in the room.
He turns his head and cranes his neck to see Minho, Jinki and Jonghyun, laying on the floor. They're also blindfolded and gagged, soundly asleep in a terribly sweet dream.
Then he sees Taemin, smile grazing his lips. The beautiful boy is holding a oddly shaped dagger and sharpening against the edge of the table. He then lifts the dagger to the shine of the candle, gazing dearly at the sharp blade. He tilts the blade, reflecting his own face, then reflecting onto Kibum's. Taemin gazes at Kibum, and sees his staring back.
His lips depict mirth, "My my, aren't you a naughty child, waking up so early. Since the blindfold's off, shall we play a game?"
The tone in his voice scares Kibum. He realises the danger he's in, and attempts to escape from his bounds, to no avail.
"Sorry dear, escape is futile." Taemin laughs, walking around to remove the blindfold and bounds on the rest of them. Kibum watches them stir and notices how their expression changes. From the silly smile as the aftermath of a dream, to shock, to fear eating away in their eyes.
They are all gathered and sat in a circle, with a dim candle and gun in the middle.
"There there, the pieces all set. Welcome to my game, where we all play together~" Taemin's voice singing in a sweet lullaby, causing Kibum to feel goosebumps. Jinki and Minho have shock written all over their faces, while Jonghyun is just rambling to himself, sprinkling small profanities in his speech.
"It's a simple game. We take the gun in the middle, and point it to our heads. Only 1 bullet inside, only 1 death this round. Unlucky, then BANG! Say Goodbye~" Taemin claps his hands together, creating a huge bang to illustrate his point.
"Whoever wins, wins a prize! A prize called Life." He then laughs maniacally and spins the gun. Spin spin spin, and the gun points to Taemin.
"Ahh, so I go first?" He smiles, picking up the gun and places it to his head. The trigger is pulled and Taemin laughs crazily. He throws the gun to the center and spins it again, singing like a little child "Who's next?"
"OH MY GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU! Why are we even playing some game like this?! Someone may die you know!" Jinki finally bursts out, his hand banging on the floor.
Spin spin spin, the gun head faces Jinki.
"Oh my, here take the gun and press the trigger dear." Taemin glances over at Jinki, giving him a threatening glare. But Jinki doesn't budge, he doesn't even pick up the gun.
"Or do you need some help?" Taemin floats over to Jinki's side and picks up the gun. He wraps Jinki's fingers around the gun and presses it.
Bang.
Drops of red splat cross Kibum's face and he notes. This is blood.
"Ah, that's one contestant out of the running." Taemin chuckles and spins the gun again.
Despite the shock, Kibum sees the other two shivering from the corner of his eyes. Jonghyun's not that loud anymore; Minho was closing his eyes in prayer.
***
What happened to make your eyes so wide? Your body is trembling
Not long, Kibum realises he's the only one left, apart from Taemin. He's taken the gun to his head and survived it. He's seen Jonghyun fearlessly taking the gun, only to see Jonghyun never taking anything again. He's felt Minho's pain when the gun was thrown to him and he was just crying and begging Taemin to stop.
And he's left alone, but alive. But he doesn't feel like he's living. He feels like he's travelled back and forth from Hell 3 times over.
"Kibum ah, what's with that expression? Congratulations to you, here's your life!" Taemin chimes, dancing around the small bloodied room.
When Kibum doesn't respond, Taemin walks over to him and whispers, "Of course, there's always a trade-off right?"
That line alones causes Key's eyes to widen.
"... ねえ, ちょうだい?" Taemin smirks dangerously, his hand lunging forward into Kibum's chest. Where the heart lies.
"Give me your soul."
***
Hand it over, hurry, hurry
Hey c'mon, right away
Abandon the notion of having a choice
We'll lure you in with lies, so just slurp the sweet honey
Give me some, hand it over, right now.
In a forest, deep and dark far far away. There lay a mansion, with two beautifully pale boys residing in it. Both in top coats and top hats, they greet lost strangers with a bow and a smile. They extend their hands out, warmly welcoming them into the mansion.
"Ah another lost soul?" The boy with aburn hair questions.
"Would you like to join us for the night?" The other boy smiles deviously.
"Hurry now, the feast is going to begin." Their sweet voices chime in harmony, resonating through the still night.
***
There, finished! Inspired by the vocaloid song, Trick and treat by Rin and Len.
The line "... ねえ, ちょうだい?" is a line in the song, where there's this creepy voice that giggles and says this, probably in reference to their souls.
The whole story and song totally made my hair stand on it's ends. I had to listen to the song a few times to get that feeling right, and the whole thing is starting to freak me out oh man. Although I hope you were freaked out by this, I do hope you enjoyed it too! :D
Author: xmokox
Rating: PG13
Wordcount: 1,789
Prompt: both.
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine!
Summary: Kibum, lost, wanders into a mansion and plays a game.
Author's Note: The story is inspired by Trick and Treat, a song from Vocaloid. "... ねえ, ちょうだい?" translates to "Hey, can you give it to me?" which is a line in the song that freaks me out, yet inspired me.
For shawol_haven challenge 010, which I'm totally nervous entering cause it's my first time, Enjoy!
***
Deep, deep within the fog, a captivating voice echoes
Come, come, until you're deeper into the heart of the forest
Hurry, hurry, you'll only get closer if you're quick Come, come, now isn't it fun? Let the games begin.
Kibum quickens his pace. In the deep dark foggy forest, he's lost and doesn't know where to go. His legs are tired and sore, and he can't wait to lie down on a soft bed. Trusting his instincts, he continues to find a place for shelter.
As he walks, he sees a small flicker of light in front. Flicker flicker flicker. Perhaps there's someone there?
He steps forward gingerly, creating a path before him by sweeping the bushes away. Before him stood a huge mansion, surrounded by many withered trees. And as if nothing gets creepier, the flash of light appears again in front of him.
"Ah, another lost soul? Would you like to seek shelter?" A voice permeates the dense foggy air. The voice is melodious, it enraptures Kibum deeply, as if luring him in. Key takes a few steps towards the voice and sees a boy standing there with a pumpkin shaped lantern.
The boy is well-groomed. He's clad in a tailcoat, top hat resting on his aburn hair. His eyes sparkle with a devious glint, filled with mischief. In one hand, he holds a Irish walking stick, curved smoothly with a skull adorning the handle. The other hand opens up to Kibum, as if inviting him in warmly.
"Can I rest here for the night?" Kibum speaks, breaking the short silence. Kibum is intrigued by the boy, and finds himself walking towards him.
"Of course. We have other guests here as well, so do enjoy your stay." The boy whispers into Kibum's ear and his beautiful voice sends slight shivers up his spine. Kibum wonders how the boy appears by his side in such a short period of time, but all his worries disappear when the boy motions him into the dark mansion.
"Hurry now, the dinner feast is going to begin soon." A smile plays on his face as he turns away from Kibum.
***
The cinnamon stick is a magic wand With just one flick the syrup will swell
Into a dream so sweet you'll forget you knew bitterness
Sheltered by the canopy, You'll fall into deep sleep
Kibum is greeted by a royal red carpetted floor in the hallway. As he walks by the boy's side, the candles lining the wall light up, one by one. The small flame, which he found mysteriously attractive, in the darkness makes him feel a little warmer and welcomed. The candle light flickers and wanes like the moon, creating strange shadows on the wall.
He is led to a huge door. Upon opening it, the blinding light from the chandeliers dazzles him, making his eyes squint. In the shine, he sees three other faces staring back at him.
"There, let's have an enjoyable dinner shall we?" The boy smiles, already prancing gracefully toward the table.
He pulls the chair and seats Kibum down. Then, he skips merrily to his seat as the host of the dinner. "Let's introduce ourselves shall we? Dinner will be boring without talk and chatter."
"Why not you start first?" A male says from across the table. His blond hair is spiked up to perfection, and Kibum wonders if he's really blonde.
"Oh dear, mind my manners. I'm Taemin, your gracious host this evening." The boy says, flipping his top hat and placing it on the table in one fluid motion.
"My name's Minho." Came a deep low voice next to Kibum. His body was well-toned and bursting out from his shirt.
"I-I'm J-Jinki." The timid boy stutters as he flashes everyone a nervous smile.
"Hey, call me Jonghyun!" The blond head says, playing with his hair.
Kibum sees the weird combination of people and smiles, "I'm Kibum, pleasure to meet you."
"Pleasure to meet all of you. Now, let the feast begin." Taemin says, smiling deviously. He claps his hands and the food is brought in swiftly, decorating the long table. In no time, everyone tucks into the food and the dining hall is filled with joyous chatter. Any sort of anxiety and fear Kibum experienced earlier was washed away with the food.
At the end of the main course, desert is brought in with beautiful European tea cups. In the mist of all the talk, Kibum doesn't notice the sweetness of the pudding.
And he falls into deep slumber, under the smirk of the beautiful host.
***
It's okay to be lost, mesmerized by mirages
If you loosen the blindfold it won't be fun
Watch your step! I'll take you by the hand
So, right away
Entrust yourself to me
Kibum sees stars and clouds. He sees himself flying past a beautiful forest at miles per hour. He sees flowers swaying in the windy field. He sees a beautifully familiar face, taking his hand and leading him further and further in to a house.
"Follow me," the figure mouths, tempting Kibum for more. He chases after the boy, relishing in every moment. The wind caresses his faces and he feels like he's in heaven.
And he realises, That's Taemin. That jolts him out of the illusion.
***
For some time the blade of doubt has been fading in and out
The mercy of love has no place here
Through a slit in the blindfold you peeped
And saw the shadows cast by the lantern cause your hair stands on its end.
He awakens to darkness. It's cold. His hands are bounded together, his mouth gagged. Wiggling a little, his blindfold losens and he can see he's in a dark room, save for a small candle flame in the room.
He turns his head and cranes his neck to see Minho, Jinki and Jonghyun, laying on the floor. They're also blindfolded and gagged, soundly asleep in a terribly sweet dream.
Then he sees Taemin, smile grazing his lips. The beautiful boy is holding a oddly shaped dagger and sharpening against the edge of the table. He then lifts the dagger to the shine of the candle, gazing dearly at the sharp blade. He tilts the blade, reflecting his own face, then reflecting onto Kibum's. Taemin gazes at Kibum, and sees his staring back.
His lips depict mirth, "My my, aren't you a naughty child, waking up so early. Since the blindfold's off, shall we play a game?"
The tone in his voice scares Kibum. He realises the danger he's in, and attempts to escape from his bounds, to no avail.
"Sorry dear, escape is futile." Taemin laughs, walking around to remove the blindfold and bounds on the rest of them. Kibum watches them stir and notices how their expression changes. From the silly smile as the aftermath of a dream, to shock, to fear eating away in their eyes.
They are all gathered and sat in a circle, with a dim candle and gun in the middle.
"There there, the pieces all set. Welcome to my game, where we all play together~" Taemin's voice singing in a sweet lullaby, causing Kibum to feel goosebumps. Jinki and Minho have shock written all over their faces, while Jonghyun is just rambling to himself, sprinkling small profanities in his speech.
"It's a simple game. We take the gun in the middle, and point it to our heads. Only 1 bullet inside, only 1 death this round. Unlucky, then BANG! Say Goodbye~" Taemin claps his hands together, creating a huge bang to illustrate his point.
"Whoever wins, wins a prize! A prize called Life." He then laughs maniacally and spins the gun. Spin spin spin, and the gun points to Taemin.
"Ahh, so I go first?" He smiles, picking up the gun and places it to his head. The trigger is pulled and Taemin laughs crazily. He throws the gun to the center and spins it again, singing like a little child "Who's next?"
"OH MY GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU! Why are we even playing some game like this?! Someone may die you know!" Jinki finally bursts out, his hand banging on the floor.
Spin spin spin, the gun head faces Jinki.
"Oh my, here take the gun and press the trigger dear." Taemin glances over at Jinki, giving him a threatening glare. But Jinki doesn't budge, he doesn't even pick up the gun.
"Or do you need some help?" Taemin floats over to Jinki's side and picks up the gun. He wraps Jinki's fingers around the gun and presses it.
Bang.
Drops of red splat cross Kibum's face and he notes. This is blood.
"Ah, that's one contestant out of the running." Taemin chuckles and spins the gun again.
Despite the shock, Kibum sees the other two shivering from the corner of his eyes. Jonghyun's not that loud anymore; Minho was closing his eyes in prayer.
***
What happened to make your eyes so wide? Your body is trembling
Not long, Kibum realises he's the only one left, apart from Taemin. He's taken the gun to his head and survived it. He's seen Jonghyun fearlessly taking the gun, only to see Jonghyun never taking anything again. He's felt Minho's pain when the gun was thrown to him and he was just crying and begging Taemin to stop.
And he's left alone, but alive. But he doesn't feel like he's living. He feels like he's travelled back and forth from Hell 3 times over.
"Kibum ah, what's with that expression? Congratulations to you, here's your life!" Taemin chimes, dancing around the small bloodied room.
When Kibum doesn't respond, Taemin walks over to him and whispers, "Of course, there's always a trade-off right?"
That line alones causes Key's eyes to widen.
"... ねえ, ちょうだい?" Taemin smirks dangerously, his hand lunging forward into Kibum's chest. Where the heart lies.
"Give me your soul."
***
Hand it over, hurry, hurry
Hey c'mon, right away
Abandon the notion of having a choice
We'll lure you in with lies, so just slurp the sweet honey
Give me some, hand it over, right now.
In a forest, deep and dark far far away. There lay a mansion, with two beautifully pale boys residing in it. Both in top coats and top hats, they greet lost strangers with a bow and a smile. They extend their hands out, warmly welcoming them into the mansion.
"Ah another lost soul?" The boy with aburn hair questions.
"Would you like to join us for the night?" The other boy smiles deviously.
"Hurry now, the feast is going to begin." Their sweet voices chime in harmony, resonating through the still night.
***
There, finished! Inspired by the vocaloid song, Trick and treat by Rin and Len.
The line "... ねえ, ちょうだい?" is a line in the song, where there's this creepy voice that giggles and says this, probably in reference to their souls.
The whole story and song totally made my hair stand on it's ends. I had to listen to the song a few times to get that feeling right, and the whole thing is starting to freak me out oh man. Although I hope you were freaked out by this, I do hope you enjoyed it too! :D