The House (A Tiger & Bunny fanfic)

Bad Idea, Kotetsu!

I don't own T&B.

The house loomed over the barren landscape like a black dot on a sheet of snow white paper. The windows were bordered up, the wooden structure slowly falling apart and rotting, the perfect attraction for adrenaline junkies. There wasn't another building around for about another thirty minutes by car, which isolated the site completely.

Tall, skeletal trees enclosed the house's grounds in a large rectangular area. They were bare and were naked from leaves, just cold, dead skeletons left standing. Not even birds nested in them. The only birds that had been seen so far were crows and ravens, cawing and crying out for food and attention.

Normally Kotetsu wouldn't dare come near such a place. Even the dying grass and grey foliage put him off. But, he had to do this.

"Do we really have to do this?" Barnaby asked in a bored manner. He was sitting next to the elder male in the car and was bored out of his mind, with the only available entertainment being the radio, but since the elder didn't like it, it wasn't on. Instead, Barnaby stared out at the dark landscape that stretched out for miles in all directions.

Smiling nervously to hide his nervousness, Kotetsu turned to the blonde and chuckled. "Of course! Get into the Halloween spirit, Bunny!" Yes, that was the reason as to why they had to do this. Because it was Halloween and they were bored.

A few minutes later the old car pulled up beside the rotting building. The two heroes stepped outside, hesitant to enter.

Eventually, Barnaby sighed and pushed the door open. It was painted with a dark green paint that was peeling off, and it creaked loudly when the blonde pushed it open. "C'mon, old man. Don't be a wimp," he simply said, taking Kotetsu by the wrist and dragging the nervous wreck of a man into the black abyss ahead.

The inside of the house was fairly big and well structured, and it looked like something from one of those scary movies with a haunted mansion in it; the walls were painted with peeling brown wallpaper with intricate patterns on and the carpet was a rich red. There was a large staircase that led up to a balcony and a big creepy-looking painting of a girl in a tight black dress.

Shaking, the black-haired man gulped and tried not to whimper. He couldn't, not in front of Barnaby; he would never hear the end of it! A pungent odour drifted to the mens' noses, the smell of rat droppings and rotting blood. Barnaby sighed and started to walk forward, his footsteps echoing throughout the foyer.

"I-I think that we should leave, Bunny... This place is giving me the creeps..." Kotetsu muttered under his breath, just loud enough for the other to hear. Barnaby scoffed. "Scared, are you? You said it yourself: get into the Halloween spirit!"

The blonde once again held the elder man's wrist in his grasp and crept further into the house, and through the large double oak doors beneath the balcony.

The duo were in a long corridor and the smell only grew. It was beginning to get really disgusting. However, Barnaby still dragged Kotetsu along behind him.

The corridor had the same decoration as the foyer, but was smaller in width and longer in length. Paintings of poshly dressed men and women hung on the walls, each of their faces scratched and scraped off by angry hands, and tilted at odd angles, some of them not even on the wall.

Kotetsu cowered behind Barnaby and flinched at every footstep and every sound. He was terrified that something would jump out and eat them at any second. He really shouldn't have watched a scary movie earlier...

"Hey!!" Kotetsu cried out when Barnaby stopped suddenly which made the elder bump into the younger's back. "What was that for?!"

The blonde didn't respond. He was looking through a door on the side of the corridor.

The blood drained out of Barnaby's face and he stumbled back. Confused, Kotetsu opened the door and swaggered in. The room was a poorly lit kitchen.

The black and white tiled ground was splattered with dirt and a rotting brown-red substance. The smell was even more potent and mouldy food was left out on the counters, as if it were still being prepared for a meal. However, the thing that surprised Kotetsu was that someone was making a meal.

She was plating up a variety of rotten foods, all covered in the same red substance, and grinning sharply. She looked like the woman in the painting in the foyer, but her dress was torn, skin grey, and face distorted.

Kotetsu gagged at the smell of whatever it was, which gained him the unwanted attention of the woman. Her lips curled up into a larger smile and she giggled loudly.

"Oh my," she said in a bittersweet voice. "Visitors! I haven't had visitors in such a long time..."

The male gulped and rushed out of the kitchen. He knew that he shouldn't be there. Kotetsu grabbed Barnaby's hand and ran as fast as he could through the corridors and hallways. The blonde was confused at first, until he heard a blood-chilling cackle close behind.

The men sprinted around as they tried to find the foyer. It was like the walls had changed places! The corridors had turned into a maze, a twisted labyrinth of peeling wallpaper. However, they ran into a dead end, and two knives flew past them, barely missing their heads.

Barnaby flattened himself against the wall, as did Kotetsu, when he saw a dark figure approaching.

"Now, now, don't run off," the lady cooed. "I've been alone for so long..." Her eyes were a bright icy blue, staring straight through the mens' souls.

"Play with me!"