Intellectual/Bourgeoise Time Travelling Zombie



What's scarier than a fresh-from-the-grave zombie coming at you really fast??? A fresh undead with his full intellectual and tactical capabilities intact. What's even worse than that? An intelligent zombie with access to a time travel device. That's right: if this zombie really wants your brains to snack on, he can stalk you ANYWHERE on your timeline and suddenly appear, seemingly out of nowhere to trap you. It doesn't matter if you manage to kill him, either. With his tactical capabilities, he probably made quite a few copies of himself and stored them somewhere in various timelines...

What's not addressed, however, is the particular kind of necromancer skilled enough to resurrect such a monstrosity in the first place...

Cursed Vampire, Nynctivoe


Appearing out of the dark mist, she silently stalks you without you knowing. Taking a deep breath she inhales, smelling how sweet your blood will taste when she finally allows herself to take a sip. You turn down a corner away from the street lights and she drifts after you determined to take your life's blood. You step into your car and drive off not knowing how close you got to your end. She stands in the shadows with a frown on her face. She should have taken the opportunity before that moment and now her chance was gone. Turning around she spots someone else walking towards her. Moving forward she takes her chance and strikes...

Nyn had been a regular woman once. She had met and married a man she loved beyond all others. They had been happy until another fell in love with him, a witch who cursed Nyn to the existence she now endured. As punishment for her love choosing her over the witch she was cursed to living only to kill and each time Nyn's reincarnated love was born again, she would be forced to track him down and kill him as an infant. Every time this happened a little piece of her soul died. She had considered walking into the sun and ending her pitiful existence but not even that option was open to her. She was impervious to all kinds of death that she had tried. She was forced to live to kill and kill the one she loved. This truly was hell.

Rise of Davy Jones' Daughter



Stories had been told about Davy Jones and Davy Jones Locker, but no one knew of the daughter he had.His daughter had died at young age when she was first able to sail across the ocean water and she was definitely the fearsome Piratette known to Sylestia. She was ruthless just like her father, but there was secret side to her. She wouldn't harm innocent women or children, but the men had paid the price. She would use her body to trick her enemies then strike them down where they laid.

Now, two Sylestia boys and two girls who decided play with magic, not knowing what they were getting them into. They wanted to bring back the fearsome Pirate, Davy Jones himself, but they were sorely mistaken as a girl appeared within the magic spell, her skin pale green and her eye glowed brightly with a smirk playing on her lips. Her pirate coat was red with black and her hat spawn octopus tentacles as they waved around. Her golden eyes glowed as they fell upon the four figures before her and slowly stepping out of the magic spell, her voice was seductiving and luring. "Who here summoned Davina Jones...The fearsome pirate of all Sylestia?"

"Davina Jones?" A girl asked, now being scared as she ran behind her boyfriend. "It's not Davy Jones..." The other boy just grinned at this, "No! But this is better! We can easily get her to do what we want on the ocean!"

"Are you sure?" The Girl asked, scared. "Of course-" He words were cut as they heard a ruthless crackle before them. The other boy was in strance by the beauty he saw, only staying quiet.

"Control me? Really?" Davina laughed, her lips curling into a evil smile. "You think, the Daughter of the Fearsome Pirate is that easy controlled then you are sorely mistaken..." She glanced to the boy who was in strance and with a snap of her fingers, a yellowish Ryori flew out from her grave and wrapped its form around her.

"Huh? What...What do you mean?" The other boy asked, gesturing to the girls to try to drag the other one to them, but when they tugged, he only stood in place. Davina walked towards them with her eyes narrowing as the long tentacles reached out from the top of her hat, knocking the two girls away from the boy. She placed her hand upon the shoulder and quietly moving her hand along it and around his neck then she stood close.

"I do want I want and there is no one to stop me...." A evil smile played upon her lips, tilting the boy's head as she licked the neck. "Because now... I want revenge for those who had killed me and they will now fear me for all eternal..." With that, she bit into the neck, killing the boy and letting his body drop with the blood dripping down her chin.

The fear flashed upon the three Sylestias as they saw their friend getting killed right before their eyes. Only two had screamed in fear as they closed, clinging the other boy. "We need to get out of now!" He yelled at the girls, now terrified. They turned to bolt, but their time were cut short as they had unleashed a monster... a monster who has no fear of killing. She wanted blood of those who had cut her down in her prime and she was going to get it.

The Tainted Lady of the Final Masquerade


Shall we dance the Final Masquerade, where demons and ghosts frequently haunt?
One last song for the Masquerade, the final bindings to the earth.
Those last souls who sing at the Masquerade, their want to be free.
Werewolves sing under the moon at the Masquerade,
The stars alight like flaming souls in Hell,
Where at the Masquerade the begotten souls dwell.

Shall we have one last song?
One more glass of blood-red wine?
The raven keeps the lonely guest company, alone and quiet in the corner.
Shall we have one last twirl on the dance floor, for night is coming on.

Shall we dance the Final Masquerade, where demons and ghosts now flee the morning light?
One last song for the Masquerade, the final bindings to the earth now broken.
Those last souls who sing at the Masquerade, their shackles shattered at long last.
The humans sing to the rising sun at the Masquerade,
The soft white clouds shining like swaths of cotton on the blue,
Where at the Masquerade the living souls dance there too.

Pumpkin King
The legendary kind of Halloween. Often know as Jack. Sometimes he is a skeleton. At one point, Jack had lost his head and sometimes throws flaming pumpkins at unsuspecting passers. "Happy Halloweeeeeen!!!" He screams from the dark shadows of the forest. "HAHA"!

Kaylea was a beautiful white angel who lived to serve her master. One day Kaylea disobeyed her master's orders by sparing a black cat's life. She felt sad for the cat, it wasn't his fault he was born superstitious. To punish Kaylea, her master turned her into a black cat so she would never forget the one she spared. Kaylea can still feel the angel inside her but she is happy with her life as she now gets to spend it with Danny, the cat she had spared so long ago.

Zidda was once long ago a kind a beautiful forest guardian who watched and protected all who dwelt within her land with the aid of the wolf and tree spirits. But now the evils of the world have corrupted even her pure heart and have turned her into a vengeful spirit and now seeks revenge on all those who made her into what she is today.

The Dreameater Djinn

Yes, yes, she would be the one.
Bright, happy, her whole life ahead of her.
The light still shone in her eyes.
Her red curls bounced as she spoke.
Her dreams were big, I could see.
So sad, so, so sad that it would all be taken from her.
So, so sad that I shall drink her dreams and happiness from her body.
Yes, yes, I admit, I had taken a liking to this one,
But that did not stop me, no it did not.
Yes, I tied her up,
Yes, I put her in a dream, oh such a nice dream.
No, I say, no I did not feel sorrow.
Yes, I watched as that bright light left her eyes.
Yes, I watched her scream and kick and cry.
No, I say, no I did not feel sorrow, for she was just another meal.

Alzack was tired of being stuck in the graveyard. He wanted to rise up and destroy the living. It wasn't fair that he was stuck down there while others had fun. One day, he decided to carry out his plan. He rose from the dead and terrified everyone.