Wisps

Prologue Part 1

"Are you sure it's a good Idea to not tell anyone that we're gone?" he asks scared

"don't worry, we just go into the forest for a bit, and it's basically our backyard, so what should happen?" if I had known what would happen, I wouldn't have dismissed his Concern.

As we entered the forest it got darker every second, we thought the trees just get denser.
But soon we were at our Treehouse, "Hey, Still scared that something might happen?" I jokingly asked

"don'tcha know it's rude to pick on your lil bro?" a rough voice said, coming from up out the Treehouse.

As we looked up we saw a Man looking out the Treehouse, He seemed to be Tall, he wore a White Shirt with Rolled Up Sleeves, His face couldn't be seen because he wore a Simple Comedy Mask.
We stood there frozen, it was silent, we didn't know what to do with a complete stranger Standing in our Treehouse.

"Seems like I scared you guys pretty hard, don't worry I am not a Bad person.
I Just stumbled over your Treehouse here and had to check it out" He said in a Calm voice.

His Voice was the most Creepy Part about him, not his Strange look, or that he has the Aura of a Child abductor, No his Voice was the Scariest thing about him, It sounded as if you would try to Cheese grate a Blackboard, it didn't even sound as if it came out of his mouth, it sounded like he had no throat,

I said with a Brave Voice "Don't worry Sir, I had to take my brother back home again anyway, I just wanted to look if the Treehouse was still there" I tried to message my brother to start going back, but he was too late.

The Man Jumped out of the Treehouse while screaming "Wait Kids, let me come With you Guys, the Forest ain't safe for lil kids like you both"

my Brother got scared and asked, "Tye, are we going to die?" there were many Stories in our Town that children get abducted in the Night and are never to be seen again

The Man clearly taken aback from what my Brother said told us "don't worry guys, I won't touch yea both i really just walk you back home, sorry that I scarred you both this much"

only a bit reassured, we start walking back home with the Man following us

"I am still so sorry that I scared you this much, I forgot that kids get abducted this much around here, I must have scared you. How about a Story to calm the Nerves?"

My Brother forgot how scared he was just a sec ago and was now ecstatic about the idea to hear a Funny Story "Please Mister tell us a Story, Please"

"Alright then, what Story do you want to hear? How about the Story of the Rabbit and the Turtle? Or the Story of the Three Little Pigs? Or maybe you want to hear the Story of the Three Theater Siblings?"

I asked, Slightly curious, "Three Theater Siblings?"

"Yes of course....

A Long Time Ago,
There was a Family of Entertainers, A Father who could do Impressive Fire Shows, A Mother Who could play the Guitar and had a Beautiful Voice, and Three small little kids that loved the Theater, that loved to Write Stories and Play them for an Audience. The Oldest of the three Loved Love Stories and Stories where the Maincharater didn't get a Happy end, thus his Nickname from his brothers was Drama. The youngest of the Three Loved Happy Stories where The Hero was always victorious, and he loved Stories that weren't always as serious, his nickname was Comedy.
The Third, Middle, Child was the odd one out, he didn't care how the story ended, or what the driving force behind the Character were, all he cared for was Horror, he loved to scared his audience, he loved to instill fear into them just as much as writing a Creepy Story, he loved to play bloody Scenes with his Brothers, his nickname was Panic.

The Family lived Happily making their Money with entertaining people, and when the Parents Couldn't work anymore the Kids stepped in. Drama Learned from the Father How to do the Fire choreography and how to wield a sword, while the Mother thought Comedy how to play the Guitar, the Parents knew that there was nothing they could Teach Panic that would help his plays, so they gave him a different knowledge, they gave him a Pen and an Art book, they told him "Go in the Forest Panic, learn to draw the nature, learn to make Art in a Style not yet tried by us, unique just like you" and Panic went into the Forest and learned to draw. The Boys started to modify their plays, Comedy's plays started to include music soon After they were sung like a Musical, Drama Started to Include Action Choreographic and Pyrotechnics, Panic... Panic's plays started to include Art and got shorter ever more, it started Calm with Pictures of the Forest and of animals, but soon Panics real nature started to bleed into his art, and it got bloodier ever more, till it ended as scrambles of a Mad man until he went into the Forest and never came back. His Brothers went looking after him in the Forest, filled with regret for not looking after him more..."

Without letting him finish his story, I asked, "why did you tell us this story?"

"It only lives to show how important it is to be there for your Brother, so remember that kids"

"anymore messages you have to tell us?" I asked mockingly
but the serious response gave me Chills, "Stories have Power, they released them by being told"

Soon after we found our way out of the forest, "Goodbye" we wished our new friend
our Parents came running out of the House screaming at us, "Where have you two been!? We have been searching for you two, we thought we wouldn't see you again!!"
"We were only gone for a few hours? Why are you acting so crazy?" I asked confused
"you two were gone for a week, Tyrone. The Police helped us search you two, where have you been?"

"We were only at our Treehouse when the masked man help us get out!" my little brother screamed
"what Masked Man does Jerome talk about?" asked dad, so I had to explain what happened and what didn't.

It's been five years since that happened
I am telling you this so that you Understand the Storie that is about to follow.
There is No need to worry about me Anymore for they Took Jerome and Me and we are now at a better place, at his side

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