A Twist of Fate

Prolouge

Mike Morton, former acrobat of his beloved Hullabalo Circus, entered the manor with the intention of finding out who ruined his beloved home. He waved and chatted to Violetta, picked up his keys, and perhaps was a bit rude when he wanted to see his room, not like Violetta would notice.

He arrived before his door, sliding his key in and checking it out. It was, of course, bare. There wasn't much to do in here besides sit and ponder the strange play they were expected to preform.

Mike looked over at his window, and stared at the snow starting to fall. The sun was starting to set and Mike decided to take a look around the place he will be staying in.

He wanders downstairs, thankfully not seeing Violetta. It's not that he hates her, he just doesn't want to talk to her. Or anybody for that matter at the moment. He stares around the place, and thinks for a moment what materials in here he could grab to make some more bombs. Just what materials, though?

He arrives at the lower area, passing the large table, and goes to check the doors. He first heads down the hall, tries to open the first door to his right, but it's locked. He goes further down the right side and opens the second door to reveal a mostly empty room with a bed. Is this Violetta's room?

Quickly closing it quietly, he explores the left side this time, with nothing interesting in there. It's so bare he can't even think of a new bomb to try with these lack of materials! He shakes his head and heads down the hall to the last door.

Looking to his left, he finds what would appear to be a kitchen. Though, Mike remembers, if there is three more keys meaning three more people, this is hardly enough food to last. He sighs and turns his head to the door again, opening it.

It reveals a garden. Fairly nice, though it's seen some better days. Could I make a bomb with dirt? He quickly discards the thought as it wouldn't be effective at all. He heads back inside and doesn't see Violetta again, assuming she went to sleep, passes the keys in the table, and heads to his room.

He would make sure to get the answers he came here for. There is no doubt about it.

A/N short chapter but hey it's prologue nothing much to do. tried to stick to canon and incorporate the fact that Mike is easily distracted by new ideas, because it's one of his talents.