User:MadeyeMoira/Cro Crú Chronicles chapter 1

Cro Cru Chronicles

Chapter 1

Crap, crap, CRAP!!!! Thought a young girl 11 years of age trying her best to get away from the bullies from school. She desperately held onto her bag filled with books that she needed to finish her homework.

Good thing for her she was faster than those tubby bullies who would like to think they are above her just because they got adopted before her.

“yea that’s right run away and take your bad luck with you Nora Hunter!” The head named Alex sneered at his victim who people just know by her first name Nora. The bullies knew about her past and how she despised her surname so they used it to irk her every time.

Nora kept running till they gave up and left to their own devices.

She walked to the forest that was right next to the orphanage where she lived. As she walked she would hear the other orphans talked in hushed voices about the place that everyone in the town were superstitious of for a long time.

“That weirdo is going to THAT screwed up mansion... again?” One voice coming from the other orphans who were heading to the orphanage.

“Isn’t that where that demon resides there…. Creepy place it is.” Another said to another.

“She must be really asking to get possessed if she keeps going.” And old man muttered to himself while she passed by to her destination

“Should we send a priest over to exorcise it?” An old lady asked the old man next to her.

“They did, failed made it worse apparently.” Came his simple response.

Nora ignored them as usual as she reached to the forest which surrounded the American town. It was early summer and the trees were lush with a multitude of green shades.

The supposed mansion that everyone dreaded was near the orphanage. About 10-minute walk from the place to the supposed mansion… 5 minutes if you are running.

Finally, she made it. The big house looked as though it had a fight with nature and time and lost. Quite Badly if one was being honest.

Nora sat down on the grove which was filled with lovely wild flowers that were at the peak of the season and worked on her homework. Why do people avoid this place? In Nora’s view, it was beautiful especially at spring and summer.

While she worked, she had a feeling that someone was watching her but could not pinpoint where. It was as if the presence was everywhere at once. The entire grove and house was watching her, observing her every movement while she diligently worked on her math assignment. Nora brushed the feeling away and finished in record time.

This wooded area was the only place where she can do her work in peace. It was more a place of solace than a place of fear for her. So, peaceful here.

Maybe tomorrow she will explore it and possible find if the rumoured demon did reside in this misunderstood place as she had holidays and it was the best time as the orphanage was mostly quiet at that time. Packing up her things she returned to the orphanage.

Unbeknownst to Nora there was something watching her. Right in basement in the excluded area of the mansion a deformed body lay sitting on a very old chair hidden in a dark cocoon like egg. Mass tendrils of darkness stuck onto it like a spider egg all around the battered arm chair.

Although in a deep slumber he could sense life that passed by mostly wildlife except for one person.

No one ever came to the mansion except her. There was the odd person but the amount of fear the people held towards saddened deeply.

This girl did show any fear towards the house or at least he could not sense it.

She seemed to be 11 years of age and lonely. He felt her sadness and depression. Why would someone her age be this way? Poor girl. Had she no family?

He knew she would be back soon so he let his consciousness slip away again.

He could not tell how long he was asleep but he felt his body getting stronger by the moment.

He felt that the girl will be the one to find him and when she does he will welcome her with open arms.

But not now, he must wait.

The slumber was bliss and he wondered if he could sleep again. That must be true by now as he is sleeping right now.

He slipped back into unconsciousness but kept his senses alert for the girl.

Don’t worry little one, it will be soon

Soon

After dinner Nora decided to head to bed early. Her head hit the pillow before she drifted off to sleep.

…………….

''“You were always a mistake!” a familiar voice rang in her ears. She feared that voice….Her demented abusive father. Nora found herself in a world filled with fog. Images flashing in her mind of the faithful day she was taken away.''

If it wasn’t for the teacher noticing the bruise marks and calling the police in regards of suspicion of child abuse, she was certain she would have died that day.

''Simon Hunter and his equally drug and alcohol addicted Wife Fiona Hunter were completely drunk and high as kites. When Nora arrived that had the whole house messed up badly. Her parents were on a warpath as another drug deal had gone wrong.''

''Of course in their drunk hysteria they blamed her and used her as a way to vent all their rage aka use her a scapegoat. ''

“You had to come from a one night fling!!!” Her mother shouted coldly at her smacking her hard in the face.

''Nora still remembered the sharp pain inflicted by the slap. It happened nearly every day when they smoked crack so that was a normality for her getting hit and starved for the night.''

''It was in the middle of her father strangling her that she thought this was it. She was going to die from it all. She was too weak from it all so struggling was obviously futile. It was also when the police barged in and arrested the assholes for what they have done.''

''Startled from being interrupted the despicable father grip on her neck loosened. Doing all she could she summoned up what left of her strength and kicked Simon as hard as she could right in the crotch.''

In pain he let go of her and with all the strength she had she ran as fast as she could into the fog infested street.

She could hear the shouts of the police after her and the swearing and colourful language emitting from her parent while they were being taken away……again

While she ran voices of the people in the orphanage that have long left mocked her as she ran.

“She is nothing but bad luck.” One young voice sneered as she ran.

“She should be in the streets for all I care” another voice cruelly remarked.

Please stop………

The voices would not show mercy as she ran out of strength and fell to her knees.

“Once a failure, born a failure, always be a failure.”

She screamed in despair as the voices became unbearable.

Tears flooding her vision as made a silent prayer to whatever deity out there that cared to please make it stop.

''Suddenly a loud distorted voice thundered silencing all the mocking voices. “ENOUGH!!!!!” the voice roared ringing out around the street destroying all the sources of the voices from where it came.''

.....................It became pleasantly silent

''Slowly……a sound of someone walking towards her. Footsteps clicking as the unknown being came closer.''

''Nora head down from crying felt the gentle presence of the new comer come right close to her. Looking up she saw a smoky silhouette of a humanoid figure floating right in front of her. She could make out very little details of the figure only a faint glint of the creature’s eyes. The eyes had a yellow-ish glint to them.''

Wisps of the smoke gently picked her up and wiped the tears from her face.

“'Do not cry little one”. '''The voice hissed gently at her and she felt long distorted arms wrap around her. The presence felt soothing and she felt oddly at peace and safe in the creature’s arms.''

Her consciousness then started to slowly resurface from the sleep.

She felt the presence fade slowly as she slowly was regaining consciousness.

''NO!!!!! she cried out in desperation like a child desperate for love. DON’T GO PLEASE!!!!''

''“Come for me little one” was all she heard before everything went black and she woke up. ''