The Freakshow Circus

The Siren

Tina's POV:

"I'm not leaving him." I said. "Well, you can't stay here. This is my personal work space. Go back to your room before I call someone to take you back." Igor scowled, finishing wrapping Leo's arms up. "Well, you said I needed more time for my leg to recover." Igor groaned, getting up and walking to the closet in the corner. He walked out with a wheelchair.

"Rusty, but it should get you to your—" He was cut off by the big wheel on one side falling off, right onto his foot, "SHIT! CHRIST MOTHER...!" Igor shouted, jumping up and down while rubbing his hurt foot. Two people barged in only a few seconds after. I turned around and recognized Seth and the other guy from the branding. I haven't even had the chance to see what my back looked like.

"You ok Igor?" The one with dingy hair asked. "I'm fine Skinner. And good timing, both of you. Escort this one back to Moody's room so she can start practice." Igor pointed at me. Seth gave me an evil smirk and Skinner gave me a stone cold face as they made their way to me. "No..." I said, holding Leo's hand, "I am not leaving him."

"You're making this worse for yourself." Seth hissed, "We can do this the easy way or our way." "And we don't have a problem doing things our way." Skinner grimaced, pulling out a switchblade. They loomed in closer until they were a foot in front of me. My heart started racing and I knew that no outcome of this situation would be good, no matter what I tried. So what do I do? I got up as fast as my bad leg would let me, grabbed the closest scalpel, and cut Skinner across the face.

"GAH!" Skinner stumbled back. Seth looked at him, then me. Then he started laughing. Skinner laughed as well. "You are truly pathetic." Seth sighed. Before I know it, he slapped the scalpel out of my hand. I look at Skinner and he's already back up. I don't get it. A cut like that shouldn't be that fast a recovery!

Skinner licked the blood dripping from his face. "Annoying really. I just did this for the twins." he groaned. He put his fingers under the skin of cut and started pulling it down until a flap just hung on his face. "Oh my god..." I felt myself ready to heave. "My name is Skinner, The Boy Skinned Alive." he formally introduced himself, "And this is Seth Naga, The Snake Man." he pointed at Seth. "And for our next trick, I'll give you a taste of my venom." Seth bared his fangs.

He grabbed my wrist and yanked me close to him. I tried my best to kick and push him away. "You're so weak." He grabbed my throat and stared right at me with his golden eyes I've grown a hatred for. There was nothing else I could do. There wasn't any escape I could see. I just closed my eyes and screamed. Screamed my lungs out, hoping that someone would hear me and take us somewhere else.

Seth's grip almost immediately disappeared. Over my shrieking, I could hear his too. Skinner and Igor were also. I heard glass jars shatter around me along with the lights above short circut. I eventually opened my eyes and lowered my voice. Looking at my new surroundings, I saw jars of what used to be occupied with dead animals and formaldehyde now broken and spilled everywhere. The lights were flickering repeatedly with some shards of glass hanging from wires. I looked at the 2 goons. Skinner was curled up on the floor with his hands over his ears still screaming. Seth was against the wall, just begining to take his hands off his ears. They were freshly dripping with blood.

I turned to look at Igor. He's doing the same thing. Leo was sitting up and stared at me in amazement. "YOU BITCH!" Seth shouted, running at me with Skinner's switchblade. He was pulled away and pinned to the wall by a force that was all too familiar. "Honestly Seth, do you need help controlling your temper?" The Ringmaster waltzed in with Moody 5 steps behind him. With a flick of his wrist, the chair I was sitting in was swept away and I fell backwards.

"I was wrong about you again." The Rinmaster grimaced, "You aren't a songbird. You're so much more than that." He pulled me back onto my feet with a lift of his finger. Seth was released from his grip. "She'll be coming for practice now, if that's fine with you brother." "WHAT WAS THAT?!" Igor screamed, whiping blood from his ears. Seth pulled my wrist out and bit down hard. I yanked away, but I already felt his venom make it's way into my body.

"NOO!" Leo barked and was quick to be at my side, "I WON'T LET YOU TOUCH HER!" "No need." The Ringmaster smirked. Leo slid backward into the cabinet. "NOOoooOOo..." I slurred, trying to push myself up, but the venom pulled me back down with every try. It pulled me down farther and farther until we reached the rock bottom of darkness.

.....

Waking up was even worse when I realized I was gagged with hands shackled behind my back. Moody and The Ringmaster were talking in front of a large tank filled with water. They turned around and looked down at me. "Well look who's awake." he smirked, "This is the first time I have to change a performer's name. So this will definitely be interesting." He walked in circles around me. I sat up and felt that I was wearing something different than I was back at Igor's. Somehow I was wearing white and lacy lingerie with a sheer and loose spaghetti strap top.

"I put it on you. Don't worry." Moody said, "No one took advantage of you." I didn't know whether to feel better or worse after hearing that. "Practice time honey." She smiled as I felt myself be lifted. "Whether this turns out to be something fun or a contest to see how long you can hold your breath is up to you, Ms. Park." The Ringmaster moved me directly over the tank.

"Please no..." I begged even though my voice was muffled by the cloth. "You might want to hold your breath for this." Moody sighed. The Ringmaster smirked as he released his grip on me. I would've screamed when I was dropped into the icy water if I had time.

I looked up and through the swarming bubbles and saw my only exit be sealed off. I frantically looked beyond the glass to see The Ringmaster say something to Moody before leaving us. Leaving me to die.