There are two little girls playing in the woods. They hear something crunch behind them. What do they see when they turn around?
Response via K.N. Lee and Carlos De Jesus:
Hannah turned around and clutched her sister's arm. A whimper escaped Anna's lips as they stared back at a creature from their worst nightmares. There stood a tall woman in a black dress covered in thorns and spider webs. Her purple hair was long and tangled with spiders crawling up and down her neck. She had long arms and a thin, hollow, face. Her neck was like that of a snake and it craned forward to get a better look at them.
"Welcome little Hannah and Anna. I've been waiting for you," she said with a wide, sharp-toothed grin.
Hannah didn't like her beady, black, eyes. She mustered her courage and pulled her sister behind as she turned to run back home.
Vines caught their legs and they fell to the dirt with a thud.
"Where are you going? I only want to show you my collection!"
Hannah pulled herself up and looked over her shoulder.
Anne started to cry.
"Collection?" Hannah lifted a brow in curiosity.
She smiled. "Yes. My collection of mommies and daddies. I have yours. Would you like to see them?"
Anna stopped crying and looked at the woman in horror. Her checks were red and her blonde curls were covered in leaves in dirt from her fall. She narrowed her eyes.
"What have you done to them?"
Hannah was surprised that her sister had spoken. She hadn't said a word since their dog, Honey, had died.
It had been an accident... They didn't mean to kill her.
The woman in the black dress coiled her neck back and settled her head firmly on her shoulders. "I only crushed their feet into mush and buried them in my garden. It's ok though, their heads are out, like flowers, and I will feed them and care for them until they wilt and die."
Anna pushed herself to her feet and glanced at her sister. They spoke with their eyes and Hannah nodded to her.
Anna peered over at the woman. She tilted her head and reached her hand out. Hannah kicked the vines off her legs and they shriveled up and died. She walked over and held her sisters tiny hand.
The woman looked at them and her smile faded. "How did you do that?" She put her hands on her hips. "How did you kill my vines?"
Anna ignored her question and asked one of her own. "Who are you?"
The woman's face flushed even paler than before. Something told her these little girls were not like the rest. She swallowed and threw her hand out, pointing at them.
"No, who are you?"
Hannah smiled. Anna giggled. They both covered their giggles with their other hand and the woman frowned.
The sound of their laughter seemed to fill the entire forest and the ground started to tremble. The sky darkened to a deep pink and the wind whipped through and knocked the woman onto her knees. She yelled over the howl of the wind.
"Stop this! I am the Witch of the Wood and I will not stand for this! Leave this place!"
Hannah glanced at Anna. "Witch of the Wood?"
Anna grinned. She gazed at the witch and her eyes darkened. "And I am Anna."
"I am Hannah."
"And we are the Twisted Twins. Now die and release our parents!"
The witch reached out for them. She tried to finish a spell but Anna twisted her hand before her, Hannah did the same, and the woman's neck twisted and twisted until she suffocated.
The Twisted Twins watched the witch writhe and buck until she was completely still. Her body sunk into the soil and all was quiet.
Hannah glanced at Anna. "I thought you said we didn't have to kill anymore."
Anna shrugged. Her eyes were still dark. "But she was a witch. And I kind of like it. Don't you?"
Hannah thought a moment. She was afraid their secret would get out but she felt something inside of her. She felt exhilarated and fulfilled, just like when they killed Honey. She smiled and gave her sister a nod.
"I kind of like it too."
Anna grinned. "Now let's go get mommy and daddy."
Hannah nodded and they skipped along to the witches garden. -K.N. Lee
"They see a Rabbit eating trix, shocked they proceed to chase it for almost a mile. after catching him, they tie him to a tree and begin eating his cereal. They taught that silly rabbit a valuable lesson that day, that trix are for kids."-Carlos De Jesus