Kone and Onion // Birth (Origin Story)

Chapter 2 - Hand Over Your Skin

Kone took his hairdressing tools, Onion took nothing.
They started running in the direction of the old castle, when they ran into a troll.
"HAND OVER YOUR SKINS!" He screamed. Surely, thought Kone, he was bluffing.
He was wrong and the running continued, this time faster and with huffing and puffing.

Kone asked, "Why didn't you tell me about the troll?"
"I uhh... forgot," replied Onion, really intelligently.
They brought the running down to a calm stroll,
Kone wanted to punch Onion right in his face hole.

They walked until the ruins of the old castle sat before them.
The walls were mostly intact, but the rest of the castle had collapsed into the lower levels.
Neither Kone or Onion knew of the past of the castle, neither knew of the mayhem,
But even worse, neither knew that it was their souls the monsters inside wanted to condemn.

Oblivious, Kone and Onion walked through the open castle gate.
"What are we looking for again?" Asked Onion, Kone glared at him.
Kone and Onion got into another pointless debate,
The monsters inside needed to do nothing but wait.

They found a tunnel that lead into the underground ruins, but it was a maze.
The castle was huge, they didn't know when they would get out,
Every ten metres there were decisions to make and new ways,
They could have been in there for many days.

After many hours of searching and fighting,
Kone and Onion were starting to get very bored.
Until they reached the throne room, where fires suddenly lit themselves, for lighting.
They found it incredibly creepy, and the room was very uninviting.