Prologue
In the town of Empusa Falls, There is a house. This house is not like any other house, it has a strange aura. There is a girls fist banging on a top floor window. She’s a girl with blonde hair in pig tails. She has Pale and glossy blue eyes. She’s 5’5 and looks like a average 17 year old girl…but She’s wear pink PJ’s with yellow duckys on them. She’s sucking on a pacifier, her but seemed patted thickly with hear legs spread a little apart. She looked down at a boy walking down the street with a big jolly smile.
The teenage boy looks 17, maybe even 18. His black hair is dread to his neck. His dark brown eyes look relaxed and lost in thought. He stands at 5’11.5, he’s dress up in a dark gray shirt, brown cargo shorts and gray nikes. His name is Match Orson.
The girl stopped banging window as she was pick up by a amazon. This woman was 6’1 with long brown hair going over her shoulder and reaching hair back. Her uncommon purple eyes wear dark but felt with warmth. She had DD size breast, and a great figure. She look like a goddess. She was wearing a long dark brown dress with white polka-dots and no sleeves. “What’s wrong Dolly, Someone out side.” Dolly pointed outside. The woman looked out side and saw the teenager. “Is it him baby, do you want a little brother, a play mate.” the woman said smiling.
Dolly shock her head up ad down with excitement.
“Then Nanny Paz going to get him in here, and we can be a happy family, You, him and me. But first i felt somthing warm and mushy in someone’s diaper.” Paz said taking dolly away from the window and o a table.
Chapter 1: All because of a Rug
“Alright it’s childish baby
Mr. Talk-about-his-dick-again
Nerdy ass black kid
Yeah whatever man I’m sick of him
That well spoken token
Who ain’t been heard
The only white rapper who’s allowed to say the n-word
I buy a bunch of 'em and put it on my black card
Now I got some street cred
Use it ‘till it’s maxed out
I got a girl on my arm dude, show respect
Something crazy, an asian, Virginia tech
She too fine
I do dimes
If not that, I’m walking out with 2 fives
Change my I’d for the cops, it’s not enough yet
Black male in short shorts, I’m double suspect
Balling’ since '83
Half of 'me say gay
Maybe that’s the reason I like lady what-baby’s-say, I’m a problem…What The?” I remove my ear buds and look the house next to me. I felt like someone was looking at me. A strong force, it felt like it was on top of me. I look up to a window and see nothing there just a room that looks empty. “well that was strange, mind must be play tricks on me.” I said as I walked kept walking down the street back home. I start to put my ear buds back in when I heard a voice.
“Young man, please give me some help! I need you to carry a rug into my house.” The voice screamed.
It was a Tall woman with brown hair, strange purple eyes and a large rack. She was bewitching.
“Why should I help you babe, I don’t even know you.” I said.
“And, be a good citizen. I Just need you too take it inside for me.” She replied with her hands on her hips. She walk up to me and begged me. “Come on give me a hand.” she said coaxing me and trying to look me in the eyes.
I get the felling not to look her in the eye, but I did anyway. There warm and make me fell safe. “I don’t know lady, I carry that rug into your house and you turn out to be some crazy serial killer how eats the fell of young boys. I don’t even know your name, Not every body does what ever a pretty lady tells them.”
She rolled her eye and smiled. “My name is Paz, Paz Fatima and im no pooch. What your name cutie.”
“Flattery, know ya getting some where. Im Match Orson.”
“How about I pay you Match , How about for 20 dollars?” She asked.
“Well when you put it that way Pas you got you self a worker. Easy money.”
She open her car’s back door and I saw the large Shag Rug. I started to pull it out of the trunk.
“God damn, Big rugs are so heavy.” I said lifting it.
Here sweet smiling face turn a little sour and looked down on me. “Please don’t curse inferno of me. Only idiot’s use those curse word to make up for there lack of vocabulary.” she stated.
“What ever.”
I carry the heavy rug into the house and in the house. Her place was big and beautifully decorated. The house had a old feel and new feel. I could tell the woman had some bread in her pockets.
“Where would you like me to take it Pas?” I asked her.
“Now don’t get the creep kid napper vibe Match.” she said leading me into her kitchen. She opened a door that leads to her basement. “Take it down hear.”
(I really shouldn’t go down there, I really shouldn’t. I dont know her and she could be crazy, but she’s going to give me 20$. Fuck it, I need some grass. Even if she trys something I can take her, she couldn’t even carry this rug.) “Alright.” I carried the rug down stairs and dropped it on the floor. “Ok, IM I done now Paz.”
“Yes you are young man. Come back up stairs with me. So I can pay you something extra.” She said.
“O.k.”
I fallowed her up into the kitchen and into her living room. When we got in her living room I felt that same strange aura from earlier. I was all around me. I looked around a saw a pictures of Pas and a girl. She looked my age but she wasn’t dressed like it. She was dress like a child, no a infant. She was wearing diapers, sucking pacifiers, wearing onesies and alot more baby things.
I turned around and looked at her. She had a wicked smile on her face. This felling was coming from her. “What the hell do you do in this house. I was right you are some crazy chick.”
“Sorry judge, still want your payment?” Paz asked me.
“Sure, I just wanna leave.”
“Leave, sure you will Match.” She walked up to me a grabbed my cheeks and look me in the eyes. “Don’t fight me baby, it’s useless, Your nanny is going to take terrific care of you for now on. She’s going to get you change in some adorable clothing to make you look super cute and introduces you to your big sister.”
( No, No, No. This bull shit can’t be happening to me. I should have listen to scary movie logic. Im going to be this bitch wired sex toy. Im not gay but what ever this woman is trying to do to me is going to be bad. I can even move, it’s like IM paralyzed.) I was so scared, this was true fear! So much of it that parallax would be kept full for a year. After my legs gave out every thing went pitch black…