Elementals (A Creepypasta Story)

Meeting RJ and DJ

Three years ago, there was a clown. His name was Rainbow Laughing Jack but everyone called him RJ. He had been captured and was being held captive in an underground laboratory that doubled as a labyrinth. He had been given a two story underground house with a full kitchen, dining room, half bathroom, and living room on the first floor. The second floor had three full bathrooms, and five bedrooms. He didn't know why there were five bedrooms as he was the only one living in the house.

He had been there for a while, being tested. He wore a metal collar that prevented him from teleporting. The collar could only be removed with a fingerprint ID that he didn't have access to.

And one day, he found out why there were five bedrooms.

He was drinking coffee when a knock sounded at his door. He tensed, setting his mug down on the counter. Usually, when there was a knock on the door, it meant that he was being pulled to another test. But when he opened the door this time, he was greeted by five men, whom he recognized with a scowl. They were the ones who had dragged him here.

"What do you want?" RJ growled lowly.

He heard a small whimper from near the floor, glancing down and spotting four children no older than three. Anger exploded in him at seeing the bruises on their skin.

"YOU BROUGHT CHILDREN HERE?!" RJ roared, nearly breaking the door with his grip.

His usually bright coloring faded to solid black, blue eyes turning glowing red.

"YOU CAN'T KEEP CHILDREN IN THIS HELL HOLE! THEY'LL DIE!" DJ howled, knocking the men back and drawing the children safely into the house before slamming the door shut.

He heard whimpering coming from the children and turned, his expression softer now. He crouched down and held his hands out to show he meant them no harm.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm going to keep you safe from them. How does that sound?" DJ asked.

They nodded timidly. DJ returned to RJ, who smiled brightly at the children.

"I'm RJ. What are your names?" he asked gently.

The children looked at each other before one of the girls spoke up.

"Catherine," she whispered quietly.

"Mali," the other girl replied.

"Jack," the boy holding her hand told him.

"Josh," the second boy spoke up.

RJ smiled at them and nodded.

"Lovely names, you four. Now, would you like some food?" RJ offered.

The children perked up and nodded, following him into the kitchen.

"Do you want us to help?" Catherine asked, having helped in the kitchen before.

"No, no, dear. I can manage. What would you like?" RJ asked, shuffling through the cabinets.

"Is there Captain Crunch?" Mali asked quietly.

RJ smiled and pulled out a box of the cereal, hearing the squeal of happiness from the little girl. He laughed, placing the kids on the counter of the kitchen so they could see what he was doing.

"Do you three want Captain Crunch?" he asked.

"Sure," Jack said, swinging his legs back and forth.

RJ poured two bowls of Captain Crunch and added the milk. He sat Jack and Mali at the table with their bowls and spoons and cups of orange juice before returning to the kitchen.

"What would you two like?" RJ asked them politely, rocking on his heels.

"Could I please have some pancakes?" Catherine asked.

"I'll take pancakes too," Josh piped up.

RJ chuckled and nodded, grabbing a pan and setting it on the stovetop. He got out the ingredients he needed and began to make pancakes. As he was cooking, he heard Catherine ask Jack something.

"Would you like some eggs?" Catherine asked.

"Sure, but RJ's busy," Jack said.

"I can cook too, you know," Catherine said.

She grabbed a stool and stood beside RJ, pulling out another pan and setting it on the burner next to the one he was working at. RJ watched as Catherine had Jack grab the eggs from the fridge and hand them to her. She cracked the eggs carefully and dropped them into the pan, watching them sizzle. She grabbed a spatula and prodded them gently around the pan.

"Scrambled or fried?" Catherine asked.

"Scrambled," Josh answered, throwing away the empty egg shells.

Catherine nodded in approval and scrambled the eggs, cooking them thoroughly, adding salt and pepper to them. She took the pan off the stove and tipped it to let the eggs spill onto a plate. She hopped off the stool with the plate and took it to the kitchen table, where Mali and Jack looked up in surprise.

"I didn't know you could cook," RJ stated as he finished the pancakes and grabbed the butter and syrup.

All he got in response was a small, shy smile from the girl. He tipped three pancakes for both Josh and Catherine on the plates. He buttered them for them and then poured a generous amount of syrup over the pancakes. The children helped themselves to some scrambled eggs and saw Mali and Jack grab some as well.

They ate in silence, not too comfortable with each other or with the clown to do much talking at the moment. RJ looked around at them all and noticed that Mali and Jack seemed closer to each other than they did to anyone else.

"Are you two siblings?" RJ asked them, making them jump slightly.

Mali and Jack glanced at each other before nodding. RJ smiled lightly at them before hearing another knock on the door. He tensed, seeing the terrified looks on the children's faces.

"Wait here," RJ said, standing up.

He watched as they shrank closer to each other as he walked over to the door. He cracked it open, ready to slam it shut if he needed to.

"What?" RJ snapped.

"Excuse me, RJ. I assume you've met the children?" a woman asked, holding a clipboard.

"Yes. Why?" RJ growled, his grip tightening.

"We were going to ask that you raise them," she continued.

RJ froze. He had no experience with raising children, but her next words convinced him to try.

"Alternatively, they could be raised by our handlers," she said, seeing his expression.

RJ's expression hardened in anger.

"No. I'll raise them. I can manage," RJ snarled.

He shut the door with a snap and leaned against it. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before hearing the soft footsteps of the children.

"What was it?" Catherine asked.

"I'm going to raise you four," RJ answered, crouching down.

The children glanced at each other uneasily, which RJ caught.

"I've never actually raised a child before, but I will do my absolute best to raise you four, alright? I promise," he said, hugging them tightly to him.

Catherine was the first to return the hug, being followed by the others.

"Ok, Mommy," Catherine agreed.

RJ felt a gigantic smile cross his face at the words, closing his eyes and hugging them tighter to him.

He had a family.