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Phantasmagori-Ed	By : DMajorBoss Category: +1 through F > Ed, Edd, and Eddy Views: 4443 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The following story contains a scene that may not be suitable for younger readers. Reader discretion is advised, though not enforced; read at your own risk.

Characters within are used without permission from their original creator, Danny Antonucci of a.k.a. Cartoon studios.

Now, with disclaimers out of the way, I present to you:

Phantasmagori-Ed

The Eve of Hallows had just begun, children everywhere departing from their homes in search of the sweetest of treats from houses galore. Amongst the slew of traditional monsters and cliché creatures, many a child wore costumes depicting their favorite media personnel, be them from television, gaming, or literary work. Some bore bags while others bore buckets, the older generations bearing fast running shoes to take the spoils of another’s hard work. And, of course, there were those in regular clothing, preparing themselves for “legalized vandalism” that is accepted on such a night.

Indeed, all seemed eerily joyous as the night’s festivities went underway. Yet, in one particular area known as Peach Creek, three boys had begun their Halloween night a little earlier than the rest.

A smile as wide as that of a jack o’ lanterns, a short male wearing a skeleton T-Shirt and white jumpsuit ran up to a street light and grabbed onto the steel construct, spinning around it in ecstatic glee. As he landed upon the street, the light came on, bathing him in a saffron glow.

“I LOVE HALLOWEEN!” the boy shouted aloud, raising both arms in the air as he held a small sack in his left hand, “I’ve got a feelin’ that this is gonna be the best one yet!”

“Let’s hope so, Eddy, for all our sakes. Considering the fiasco that took place from us searching for ‘Spookyville,’ I’d like to think that we’re going to do some real Trick or Treating this year.”

Clanking up behind him, another male presented himself wearing what looked to be a smooth trashcan with little flaps on the bottom sides of the can. On his head sat the lid of the trashcan, which was stretched out in a bowl shape and secured to the top of the trashcan itself. Only his face and some of his neck could be seen within this design, his arms and legs being the only other parts of his body outside of the outfit.

“It was my brother’s fault that we never got to do any Trick ‘r Treatin’ in the first place, the jerk. But this year’s gonna be different, I just know it,” he turned and got a good look at his friend, the noise from the suit creaking with each step, “And what’re you supposed to be this time, Double D? Don’t you need a spear to go with your ‘magic helmet’?”

“Ha ha, Eddy,” Edd replied, trying to cross his arms as he spoke; due to the lack of movement from his costume, however, he had to settle for placing his fists where his hips would be, “While I do admire and appreciate the work of Charles Martin Jones, this far from a prop used in one of his animated shorts. This year, I thought I’d venture about as one of the most powerful weapons in the modern world: the Hydrogen bomb.”

Eddy looked at him, tilting his head to the side briefly as he examined the outfit that Double D wore. “You’re dressed as a bomb?”

“Yes…well, not a real bomb, mind you, but I am dressed as a weapon capable of massive destruction, nonetheless. When the atomic nuclei of hydrogen are combined within me, I have enough power to do damage to a wide radius, creating a massive amount of energy in the process. Pretty dangerous and deadly for a Halloween costume, wouldn’t you say?”

A moment of silence passed before Eddy spoke up. “You can’t ever dress up as something common, can you sockhead?”

“Well! At least I’m testing the waters of originality with my costume. Donning the “zombie Elvis” look again this year, are we?”

“Hey, this outfit is different than last year’s. See?” Eddy lifted his shirt to expose a pillow wrapped around his midsection, “This year, I’m fat zombie Elvis. It’s an entirely different era of his career.”

“Gee,” Edd began, the sarcasm falling flatly from his words, “and I thought it was just the putrefaction process that you were going through.”

“Speaking of ‘putrid’,” Eddy went on, not noticing the sarcasm as he fixed his shirt and costume, “Where’s ol’ lumpy gone to? He shoulda been here by now.”

The large stomping sound onto metal shook them both, Edd and Eddy jumping in fear as they looked to the end of the block. Standing on top of a mailbox, a lone figure stared at them, the light shadows of the starting night obscuring the entity from clear sight. Crouching fast, the figure leapt forward from the mailbox, covering much ground as it knocked Eddy out of the streetlight and into Double D. After tumbling over each other, both Eds looked back towards the light, the figure standing slowly as he kept his head down.

“Ed?” they both questioned, getting a good look at the boy standing in the light. He wore brown sandals with brown tape running halfway up his shins. A tattered, garnet towel hung off of the right side of his waist, covering most of his right leg. On his left leg, as well as on the majority of his body, his skin was ghostly pale, making him look as white as a ghost. A crimson line ran across the left side of his bare chest and left arm, this same line also running across his left eye and onto the top of his head. He held a spatula in each hand, each one secured to a lengthy paper clip chain that was wrapped around the brown tape secured to his hands and forearms. The smell of gravy and dried ketchup floated from his form as he finally raised his head and looked to the two boys lying on the ground before him.

“The one you know as ‘Ed’ is not here right now,” he began, holding his spatulas out in front of him, “Leave your message with the one known as PANCRAS, THE ALL POWERFUL!”

“Oh dear,” Double D began, rolling himself over and pushing himself to his feet, “It looks like he’s on another media binge this year, Eddy, and this one seems to have been inspired by video games.”

Eddy stood fast, adjusting his Elvis hair as he spoke. “Then why’d he name himself after a body part?”

“Actually, I think he named himself after a Saint of some sort, whose name is Greek for ‘all powerful.’ The pancreas is an organ that…”

“Bored already,” Eddy quipped, holding up the sack he had brought with him, “This is the main reason why I called you hear before the other Halloweeners. Behold, proof that this is gonna be the best Halloween ever!”

At this announcement, he pulled a golden sphere from his candy sack and held it before the two. It was moderate in size, similar to that of tennis ball, and smelled of apples. The eyes of Ed and Double D widened as they gazed upon the candy before them.

“My word,” Double D began, “is that a…”

“Jawbreaker!” Ed finished, making a mouth-first leap for the candy in Eddy’s hand. Expecting the lunge, Eddy simply sidestepped, a mouthful of sidewalk being all that Ed got to taste.

“Not so fast there, ‘Appendicles,’ I’m saving this baby for the end of the night. Something this good is best saved for last.”

Double D studied the candy as Eddy continued to hold it out before him. “It looks lovely, I must say…but a tad smaller than what we’re used to. How exactly did you come across this delectable beauty?”

“Well,” Eddy began, “earlier today, I went over to this new costume shop to see what kind of digs they had.”

“Excuse me?” Double D questioned, “You were actually considering the purchase of a new costume?”

“Are you kiddin’? I wasn’t about to spend my cash on some lame ghost or mummy outfit. I just wanted to see what they had in there. Anyway, this one lady kept pestering me, trying to get me to buy somethin’. So, as I began to leave, she came up and gave me this jawbreaker for checking out the store in the first place. There was also a plate of candy already set out near the door, so I got some candy corn and took the jawbreaker.”

Edd stood back with his chin resting in his hand, Ed finally walking back to them after swallowing some of the sidewalk that was in his mouth. “A costume shop that gives away free candy?”

“It’s Halloween, Double D,” Ed chimed, placing his arm around Double D’s helmet, “all boys and girls get candy from the grown-ups this time of year.”

“Couldn’t have put it better myself, Ed,” Eddy replied, putting the jawbreaker back in his candy sack.

“That’s PANCRAS to you, fat zombie Elvis!”

“See?” Eddy remarked, motioning to Ed as he spoke to Double D, “He gets it.”

“Lovely,” Double D remarked, walking past them both and back towards the street light, “So, where should we start?”

“You could start by sharin’ some sweets with others.”

All three of the boys froze at that point, looking in the direction of the vocal source. Standing behind them at the end of the block, a curly red head in a white sweater jacket and blue jeans stood with her arms crossed, two more females at her sides. One was a blonde wearing shorts and a green jacket, while the other had blue hair and wore an orange hat to match her orange jacket and green jeans. Neither of them looked as though they were in costume for the season, yet the Eds still cowered in the presence of those they considered as frightening creatures: the Kanker sisters.

“B-B-But we have y-yet to go to any houses,” Double D began, “We don’t have any sweets to give.” As he spoke, Ed’s eyes widened upon looking at the Kanker sisters, various video game images flashing before his eyes.

“Oh, I think we can come up with something ‘sweet’ to take from you,” spoke the blue haired girl, “can’t we Lee?”

“Oh yeah, Marie,” the red head replied, “and we ain’t just talkin’ about candy either. Whaddya think, May?”

“I think my man looks downright tasty,” the blonde replied, “He’s hardly wearing anything as is.”

“Beware, my loyal subjects,” Ed spoke, jumping in front of his two friends as he crouched and held out his spatulas, “We are in the presence of the nefarious siren banshees. Their melodious call is strong enough to rip the membrane from your eardrum!”

“He’s cute when he’s senile,” Lee commented, the trio laughing to themselves as they slowly approached the boys.

“Oh man,” Eddy complained, hiding behind Double D, “And this Halloween was going to be the best one ever.”

“Come now, ladies,” Double D began, nervously trying to reason with the approaching sisters, “Must we go through these motions yet again? And on Halloween, no less?” He saw that his words weren’t getting through to them, the sound of his costume rumbling due to his frail form shivering within it. “Really now, can’t we get along for just tonight? It’s a joyous event of candy collection. It’s a festival…a celebration, even…”

“Celebration?!?” Ed exclaimed, grabbing Eddy and shoving him inside of Double D’s costume. As he turned the ‘bomb’ on its side, he let his spatulas hit the ground as he grabbed some of the chain holding them to his arm. “THIS…IS…HALLOWEEN!”

Ed gave a mighty kick to the side of the can, sending it down the street and away from the Kanker sisters. Then, with a mighty swing, he latched his spatulas onto the top of the light post and threw himself forward. Using the swinging momentum from his push, he yanked at the chains on his arms as he landed upon his rolling friends, the spatulas returning to his hands as he ran atop the ‘bomb.’ “EULALIAAAAAAA!” he screamed, quickly back peddling down the road and away from the Kanker sisters. The girls looked on in amazement at their latest escape tactic.

“Huh,” May began, “That’s a new one.”

“But it’ll turn out just the same when we catch ‘em,” Marie added.

“Right you are,” Lee finished, breaking off into a run, “let’s get ‘em!”

May and Lee started in the direction of the boys, Marie stopping quickly by the sidewalk where the boys had once stood. Lee stopped in her tracks and looked back at Marie, noticing that there were only two running at the moment.

“C’mon Marie!”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m comin’,” she replied, running up behind her sisters so that the three could continue.

*

The night’s atmosphere surrounding the Peach Creek Cul-de-Sac was invaded by the screams coming up the road. Still running atop the ‘bomb,’ Ed made his way all of the way back to the middle of the Cul-de-Sac in which they lived. He jumped off the trashcan just before it hit the curb, leaping to safety as Eddy and Double D banged about within the costume.

“You are now safe,” Ed shouted, holding his spatulas before him in an X formation, “thanks to my Utensils of Potential!”

The world still spinning around him, Double D made an effort to stand, staggering as he finally made it to his feet. He was quickly forced back to the ground, though, an upset and dizzy Eddy forcing himself from outside of Edd’s costume. Staggering towards his unibrow friend, he tried to steady himself as he pulled back his fist. He saw three versions of Ed standing before him, and knew not which one to hit…which didn’t matter anyway, as he soon fell backwards onto the pavement below.

“Let’s…never do that again…shall we?” Double D recommended, finally standing up right again. Feeling a difference on his person, he reached into his costume and pulled out the candy sack that Eddy had been holding since the night began. As he examined the sack, he noticed something different in its weight. Holding the bag open, he looked into it…and looked directly through it to the ground below.

“Oh dear,” he began, “it appears that your bag was torn, Eddy.”

Without waiting for another word, Eddy’s eyes shot wide open as he raced over to Double D. Snatching the bag from him, he practically put himself through it to see if what was said was true.

“My jawbreaker!” he exclaimed, ripping the bag apart and checking every shredded piece, “What happened to my golden jawbreaker?!?” He leapt back into Double D’s costume, rummaging around in hopes of finding his lost treasure.

“I beg your pardon!” Double D exclaimed, “Please respect my personal…”

“That was supposed to be the one thing to make this Halloween the best one ever!” Eddy exclaimed, coming face to face with Edd from within the costume, “And now it’s gone, all thanks to ‘Spleenicus’ over there!”

“Pancras needs not your thanks, lesser creatures, it is my…”

Ed’s sentence was interrupted by an Edd Bomb being hurled at him. Eddy wasn’t in the mood for games right now.

“Where in the Heck’s my jawbreaker?!?”

After some staggering, and when the world around him stopped spinning, Double D came back to his feet and tried to console his friend.

“Now, now, Eddy, the night’s just begun. We can still go Trick or Treating at any other house on the Cul-de-Sac. There’s still plenty of confectionary treats to be had in our neighborhood.”

“No way, Double D,” Eddy began, rushing up to the both of them, “We’re gonna find my golden jawbreaker, or we’re gonna go back to that costume shop and get me another one. Come on! I still say that this is gonna be a Halloween that we ain’t gonna forget!”

Eddy stomped past the two of them, Double D sighing as he looked up to the sky. “It looks like it’s going to be another long, unsuccessful venture for us once again, Ed.”

“EEEDDYYY!” Ed yelled, chasing after the down trodden, decomposing Elvis, “I shall follow you to the ends of Hades!”

“And another year where I’m stuck in the proverbial gallows,” Double D commented, slowly clanking his way after his friends.

*

The area of Peach Creek was growing less and less crowded by the hour, time setting in as children either went home with their collected goods or was still trying to find just one more house to visit for that special treat. Three sisters ran off within this night, approaching the woods as they sought for treats of their own desire. They entered into the foliage, giggling incessantly at their own thoughts of what would come when they finally caught up to their self proclaimed boyfriends.

“Wait a minute,” May halted, taking note of their surroundings; the other Kanker sisters stopped and waited for her analysis, “You guys here that?”

Silence became of them as they waited, listening intently to anything that existed near them. Without much waiting, they could all hear the light panting of others in the woods with them. The smell of cheap hair gel combined with the aroma of gravy and ketchup gave proof to their assumptions.

“They’re heeeeere,” Marie whispered, grinning within the cover of the foliage around her.

“Let’s make sure that we get ‘em this time, girls,” Lee replied, applying a coat of lipstick before continuing, “Split up. Ya find one, start smoochin’.”

They then broke off in another run, each girl going their separate ways through the woods.

Marie was used to the escapades of the Eds, knowing full well that they’d find them sooner or later. It was usually the former, with their record of pursuit, and always sooner than they thought. She crept through the woods at a hastened speed, trying her best to make as little noise as possible. When the time came for her to spring into action, she wanted her prey to be in as much surprise as possible. It was Halloween, after all, which wouldn’t be complete without some sort of heart-racing thrill.

She stopped at a tree when she heard something out of the ordinary: a metallic shuffling a short ways from where she stood. Creeping slowly towards some bushes, she grinned ear to ear when she saw her self appointed soul mate leaning against a tree. He looked to be out of breath, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

“My word,” Edd spoke aloud, unaware that he was being watched, “I fear that this design has more flaws than I had anticipated. Curse my lack of proper planning; if only Eddy wasn’t so impatient…”

“Well, well,” Marie spoke aloud, stepping out of the foliage and scaring Double D; as he turned to face her, she could almost hear his heart beating against the trashcan that was his costume, “if it isn’t my candy apple cutie. Planning a private rendezvous just for two?”

Edd backed away from her slowly, the sweat pouring from his brow and clinking against his costume. “M-Marie? Heheh, what a surprise. I didn’t expect to find you here.”

“I came lookin’ for ya so we could play a little Halloween game together.”

“Really now?” Edd questioned, still backing away as Marie was in very close proximity to him, “And what game would that be.”

“Oh, a little somethin’ called ‘Bobbin’ for Apples.’ You’re the bin,” she commented, knocking on his costume as she did so, “and I’m doin’ the bobbin’.”

Edd stopped briefly, holding his hand out in front of him to prevent her from further approaching him, “But that’s now how the game is played. The act itself is rather unsanitary, so much saliva being mixed with water as the missed attempts to bite the apple…”

“Shat up and kiss me,” she interrupted, grabbing hold of his hands as she pushed herself towards him, eyes closed and lips puckered, aiming for his own. Trying to back away into his own can, the combined pushes caused him to take another step back, neither of them noticing the tree root protruding from the ground. Unstable as is from inside of his costume, Edd easily tripped over the root and began his fall backwards, Marie following him as her hands still held his. Edd hit the ground and started rolling down through the woods, his momentum causing his hands to jerk from Marie’s grip. Opening her eyes at the last minute, she hit the bottom of her jaw on the tree root as she flipped over it entirely, landing on her back in the process. She sat up quickly, her hat falling from her head as she rubbed her stinging jaw. She looked off into the distance, noticing that Double D was rolling away from her.

“Hey!” she called after Edd, rising quickly and running in his direction, “Where ya goin’?”

She followed his path through the woods, the costume he wore allowing him little time to recover and regain his composure. He rolled through bushes and shrubbery, yelling as he hit the occasional tree, as he came onto a small clearing. As he bounced and rolled along, he could briefly see through his turning outfit of the oncoming ditch that was in this area. Unable to stop himself, he bounced off a small rock and was flung into the air, seemingly hanging in the air as Marie finally caught up to him. She watched as he began his descent into the ditch, peering over the side to see just how far he would drop.

“I’ll help you back up, sweet cakes,” she called down to his falling form, “for a price, of course.”

As she watched his descent into this hole, she began to take notice of just how dark and deep the ditch really was. In a matter of seconds, he was gone from sight, not even the sounds of his yelling echoing against the walls of the ditch. She began to worry about him now, questioning whether or not he was hurt or worse. It was then that a bright light began to rise from the ditch, small at first, but growing to cover the whole of the ditch within. Then, without warning, a wave of flames came from the hole in the ground, the heat pushing Marie back as a large sound wave followed behind it.

An explosion of massive proportions erupted on that very spot, sending Marie flying through the air as much in the vicinity of those woods became covered in an immense inferno of sound and flames.

The heat licked at her skin, the brisk night air being replaced by the feeling of a sauna covering her entire form. She opened her eyes, then, the world around her slowing down as she remained in the air. All around her, there was nothing but flames and a variation of hues enveloping the entire color spectrum. A blade of white passed over her head, the heat of such causing sparks to jump from her clothing. Marie looked at her clothes as this blade passed, the small sparks turning into actual flames upon her person. In spite of this, she felt helpless, unable to move to put out these flames or even control her movement through this space.

What’s going on? she thought, the flames on her clothing slowly burning away the fabric covering her. Even with these flames touching her skin, even with the heat that she felt around her, this particular fire did not seem to truly burn her. The sound of two women speaking came to her just then, their voices echoing around her as the unknown entities spoke simultaneously:

“Kanker, Kanker, burning bright,
Lustful desires you keep in spite;
From Hell in Heaven or Heaven in Hell,
Sewn seeds shall be reaped, all thanks to our spell.”

As the words of the unknown ended, Marie was titled forward just slightly, able to now look beyond that which was above her. Standing before her, she could see the figure of her Double D, a black outline amongst the bright colors of the world around her. This figure stared at her, its eyes white and lifeless as it stared into her own. Its eyes narrowed, turning from white to red, as a smile grew upon its face and revealed the gap between the central incisors. She closed her eyes and shook her head in confusion, feeling as though none of this was real. As she opened them again, there stood Double D, face to face with her and still with the expression he had moments ago.

“My goodness, Marie,” Double D spoke, his voice sounding as though two forms of him were speaking at once; one was his regular voice, while the other was at a slightly higher pitch, “You look quite a mess. My my, these burning rags are obscene to view.”

Marie looked down at her clothing, the jacket having been completely burned off of her while her shirt and pants exposed bare parts of her skin. In all of this, she never felt the scorch of the flames touch her skin, nor did it look as though any of the flames had damaged her skin physically. Patches of her pants were gone, some of her legs now exposed, while her black shirt covered only the upper part of her chest now. Clutching the upper part of her shirt in one hand, Double D grabbed the waist of her pants with the other and pulled hard, ripping away the burning rags from her form. He opened his hands, the burning clothes being incinerated instantly as they and her shoes dropped into the atmosphere around them.

“There,” Double D said, arms still to the side as he looked upon her form. Her arms hung lifelessly at her side, unable to move and cover her exposed chest. Her breasts were still forming at her age, puberty giving them only the slightest of form; a bra was not needed to hold such sprouting womanhood. She had but a small stomach on her form, and there was a bit of a muscle tone to her abdomen and thighs; evidently, chasing the Eds made for quite a workout. She now wore nothing more than a pair of yellow and blue zigzag boxer shorts, the material of which slowly starting to smoke as the atmosphere around them began to set them ablaze. “Much better,” Edd states, nodding in approval at her nearly nude body.

Marie’s eyes widened, her hair still covering her right eye as she looked at Double D in surprise. Only once did Edd ever come onto her, and never was it this strong or with such actions opposed to his usual mannerisms. This was not the Double D that she had come to love and stalk.

Double D grabbed her arms, moving them out to and closer to her head as he leaned down and licked at her chest. He closed his eyes as he took in the taste of her, slowly making his way up to her neck. Placing his hands on her chest, he placed her budding nipples between his index and middle fingers, pulling them slightly as he rubbed their tips with his thumbs. As he made his way up to her chin, he withdrew his tongue and stared deeply into her eyes; she could see the slight touch of crimson circling the outer area of his eyes.

“Bobbing for Apples…is that what you wanted to do with me earlier?” he lowered his head a little as he continued, smiling as he spoke, “Well then, why submerge oneself in the unsanitary pools of saliva-water when you can have the prized treats directly?”

He pushed his mouth into hers, kissing her roughly as he forced his tongue into her mouth. Her eyes remained wide as he closed his, as she couldn’t believe what was going on. His hands fondling breasts, his tongue in her mouth, the forceful nature of his actions…this definitely was not the Double D that she knew. She tried her best to move her arms, her legs, her hands, even her fingers…but nothing seemed to be in control. Mouth open and pervaded with his tongue, she did the only thing that she could do with what movement she had: using her tongue to pull his farter into her mouth, she bit down as hard as she could.

She expected him to pull away in pain, yelling from her actions and sign of resistance. Instead, Edd simply opened his eyes and smiled at her, placing his hands on her waist as a chuckle came from his throat. Without warning, he threw his head back, breaking their kiss and, to Marie’s surprise, severing his tongue in the process. He held his head back as the blood trickled from his chin, droplets falling onto her chin as her mouth opened wide in amazement. Realizing that he now had only half a tongue, she tilted her head to the side and spit the foreign body part into the air, the heat around them causing the tongue tip to disintegrate in midair. Her head was then snapped back into place, forcing her to look up at Double D again. He slowly looked back down to her, smiling again and exposing his teeth. There was no blood in sight around his mouth or on his teeth. She swallowed nervously, still in shock from what she had just done, as she saw his tongue quickly between the gap in his teeth. In that instant, she could see that the end was now forked, snake-like in appearance, right before it went back into his mouth.

“It’s a good thing I decided against foreplay,” he remarked, placing one hand beside her breast as he held on to her waist, “Otherwise, that could have been very messy.”

From overhead, she could see another white blade of heat slowly pass by. In that instant, the voices returned and spoke once more:

“O Kanker, such seeds
That one will soon reap,
Will be planted within
And must be grown deep.”

As their words echoed about, Double D’s clothing began to dissolve, all but his hat being removed from his form. On the passing of the blade of heat from above, he not stood in the bare, facing Marie. She looked upon him, noticing his member standing at attention as a smile stayed upon his face.

“You may be able to anticipate what will happen now,” he spoke, grabbing what remained of her boxers and ripped them away. As the material vanished into the air, Edd tongue hung out of the corner of his mouth as he viewed the treasure he was about to take. Strands of blue hair proved the assumption of puberty’s involvement with Marie. He rubbed his hand across her folds, parting them slightly as he slowly caressed her bulb of love. She shivered then, both from a strange pleasure and from fear of what was next to come.

He was already standing in front of her from when he had given her his kiss. Now, moving his hand away only to part her legs a bit more, he stood right outside of her opening, the tip of his rod poking lightly at her outer labia. He adjusted himself on her, placing the very tip of his manhood at her vaginal opening. He then smiled at her, placing his hand back onto her waist. She looked upon him, trying her hardest to shake her head in objection.

In one thrust, he forced himself all of the way into her, his testicles pressing against her ass. Her mouth shot open, pain encompassing her as she tried to scream. Not a sound came from her, the lack of this emotion making her feel all the more mortified by the situation. As Double D pulled himself slightly away from her, an alizarin trail slowly traveled down from her, the virginity she once held now forcefully taken from her.

He continued to thrust into her, pushing himself as hard as he could into her as he gripped at her body. Wrapping his left arm around her waist, he pushed as hard as he could deep into her, grabbing her breast with his right hand. He dug his fingers into her breasts, breaking the skin to where she was now bleeding a little above her breasts. Marie wanted badly to let out a vocal emotion, a yell of rebellion, a scream of pain…but nothing would come from her. She could feel the heat of this world engulfing her. She could feel the heat of his manhood pressing into her, the pain of which unlike anything she has felt before. She could feel his fingernails pierce her flesh, her heart being one of the two things that pained her chest. She closed her eyes, trying as hard as she could to ignore what was going on, wishing that it was nothing more than a nightmare and that she would soon wake. Yet, with every thrust forced into her, she was made to believe that all of this was real; she had no chance to think or feel otherwise.

Double D’s pace quickened, his eyes closed and head down as he slammed harder and faster into Marie, digging his fingers deeper into her chest as he went on. Her cunt burned with the friction of his dick within, the blood being the only lubrication that was created for them.

The only allowance of movement that she had was that of her tears. She let them flow down to the sides of her face, dropping to her ears before being destroyed in the heat that surrounded them.

Edd dragged his hand away from Marie’s breast, a trail of blood staining her stomach as he held on to her waist. Lifting his head high, he forced her body onto his member as he grunted loudly, shooting his seed deep into her body. He was breathing heavily, satisfied with the session that he had with her as some of his manhood leaked out of her. He pushed himself up to her as close as he could to keep the seed from spilling out of her.

“Mustn’t be wasteful,” he said aloud in a mocking manner. Marie continued to cry, his seed burning her insides as though it were acid. She could feel her leg twitch slightly, the pain surging through her from chest to thigh. She opened her eyes halfway, the pain flowing through her body intertwined with the sadness that such a thing was happening to her. To be raped by the one that she loved, to be treated as nothing more than a living orifice, to feel pain internal as hot and intense as external…it felt as a burden too heavy to put on one so young.

Marie glanced down to where Double D stood, his head down as he breathed heavily over her. She could still feel his member within her, though no longer as rigid as it was before. She looked upon her chest, noticing five marks above her left breast where blood trickled down her chest and down to her side. This was not the Double D that she had grown to love and admire...this was something far beyond a nightmare.

From behind Double D, she saw another white blade of head approach, this one being evenly level with where they lay in the air. As it approached, she could see Double D’s form go black, resembling a shadow as it disappeared from her nether regions. As this form left, she could feel the heat intensify around her just as everything turned white. In this pale light, she started to feel a cool touch upon her forehead, the rest of her body still burning in temperature. With this cool touch, she heard the voices speak to her once more:

“Though twisted and wicked,
Your desires came true;
Now return to your realm
Where you will wake renewed.”

At these words, the pain both within and without grew too much for Marie to handle. Shutting her eyes, she allowed herself to lose consciousness, hoping to have this pain go away from her.

*

Marie’s eyes shot open, looking around to see where she now was. From overhead, her sister May looked down on her.

“Marie! You’re awake! Thank goodness!”

Marie sat up, noting that she was back at the trailer with her sisters. She was wearing her usual attire, her black T-Shirt and green jeans, while covered in a blanket on the living room couch. On her head sat an ice pack, while a meat thermometer sat in the corner of her mouth.

“It’s about time you came to,” Lee commented, standing at the other end of the couch, “It’s not like you to fall down on the job like that.”

“W-What happened?” Marie questioned, spitting out the meat thermometer as she took the ice pack off her head.

“That’s what we wanted to know,” May replied, “One minute, we’re chasin’ the Eds in the woods and, next thing we know, we find you out cold near a tree.”

“We could feel ya burnin’ up just standin’ near ya,” Lee continued, “so we thought we’d bring ya back and make sure that nothin’ was wrong.”

“Ugh, what a night,” Marie stated, scratching her stomach as she did so. It was then that she remembered what had happened that night…or, at least what she thought happened. Bolting past her sisters, she made a bee-line for the bathroom. Closing and locking the door behind her, she went up to the bathroom mirror and lifted her shirt. She checked her chest above her left breast, finding nothing out of the ordinary; no marks, no scratches, and no pain of any kind. Letting her shirt drop back down, she reached down in her pants and carefully checked herself. She pushed her finger a little ways into her womanhood before coming to a wall of resistance. Her virginity was still in tack. She gave a sigh of relief just as a knock came at the bathroom door.

“Hey, Marie, everything alright in there?” Lee asked, knocking as she did so.

Marie fixed her shirt and jeans, making sure that nothing was out of place, before opening the door. “Yeah, I’m fine now. How long was I out for?”

“Oh, about an hour and a half,” May chimed in, peeking around Lee, “it’s still technically Halloween.”

“Whaddya think caused ya to pass out like that?” Lee questioned.

Marie thought for a moment, trying to figure out what changes happened that day that may have affected her. After some thought, she came up with a conclusion.

“It must have been that apple flavored, golden jawbreaker I found near the Eds earlier. Remember when they were talkin’ about a store they got it from?”

“Oh yeah,” May exclaimed, “that must’ve been it! Geez, someone musta tried to poison the candy or somethin’.”

“You should know better than ta eat candy off the ground in the first place,” Lee quipped.

“Hey, back off,” Marie responded, walking out of the bathroom and past them, “it’s not like I stole it or anything, and it was on the ground for a few seconds anyway; I thought it was safe.”

As she walked back into the living room, a smile crept onto her face, “Speakin’ of ‘Eds’, what’s say we go out and try to get some sweets from our sweeties before night’s over?”

“Are you sure you should be up and about so soon?” May questioned.

Marie thought about this for a moment, remembering the events of her dream and all that had happened to her. It didn’t take long for her to come up with a conclusion.

“Sure, I’m fine now. A little upset stomach ain’t gonna kill me.”

“If you say so,” Lee remarked, heading for the front door, “Now let’s go get us some Eds!”

They bolted from their trailer and headed away from the Park n’ Flush, their night’s original intentions placed back in the top priority spot.

It seems as though this really will be a Halloween that neither Ed nor Kanker will soon forget.
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