#hgmonsterbash18

[pippawilde-a]

“Have you seen a small girl, about 12... dressed like Violet from the Incredibles? She’ll have an old golden retriever with her, following her everywhere.” she asked the nearby stranger, worry evident on her features. Ally was like her sisters, independent and fierce, and always wandering off on her own. She gestured to Ally’s height, “Roughly yay high, probably chatting to anyone.”

[chloexprescott]

Moving back into town the exact same weekend Hollow Grove’s Annual Monster Bash was taking place wasn’t one of Chloe’s best plans. Truth be told she had moved back a little earlier than expected. She was planning on waiting a few weeks after deciding, maybe even a month but her grandmother had picked up on her hesitation and demanded she moved as soon as possible.. so she had. With the help of her family she had set up some form of a life back in town. She had finally purchased Cloud Nine, the spa she had previously worked at and always dreamed of owning, and she had rented a cute little house. Sure it was full of unpacked boxes at the moment but when it was all set up she knew it would be perfect. Walking through the Harbour, she looked around at all the costumes with glee, her heart swelling at the fond memories this event dragged up. She had always loved dressing up but unfortunately the quick move left her no time to actually sort a costume out, and with half her stuff packed away she couldn’t find anything to improvise with.. or nothing that would reach her standards of a costume anyway.  She was so lost in looking at everyone else’s costumes that she wasn’t watching where she was going. It was something she did more than she’d like to admit, and although most of the time she was lucky tonight she wasn’t. Bumping into someone made her jump slightly as she turned to look at them. “Crap. I’m sorry! Are you okay? I didn’t ruin your costume or anything did I?” she asked quickly, squinting slightly to see the person a little better.

[giarafferty-blog]

Gia may have hit the bars a little too hard at the beginning of the night. Now it was only half done and she was seeing double, the world needed to stop moving so much and she couldn't find her book headband that made her zombie librarian costume work. She had her hands firmly on her chest as she looked at the sidewalk beneath her feet. "First the glasses and now that headband?!" she whined as she looked in a bush that she hadn't even been near. 

Finally letting her chest go in a huff of irritation she closed her eyes for a second and almost swayed into someone passing by. "Sorry," she said stumbling back and losing her balance. She fell right onto the bench near the street and gave a small drunken giggle at the perfect placement of her saving bench. The giggle turned into a sad sigh as she closed her eyes again. "Can you help me find my things?" she asked out loud, hoping whoever was passing by would agree to hunt down her missing objects, and her missing sister.

[emsawycr-a]

“Success! Suck it!” Emma was definitely not a gracious winner when she’d had a few drinks, and tonight was no different as she beat another loser and sent them running. “Aw, no come on, best two out of three?” she asked to a retreating back before catching someone else watching, “C’mon, I’ll go easy I promise. I’ll even get you a conciliatory drink afterwards when I win.”

[ryan-carrcll]

“I feel so upstaged.” It’s not an admonition of intimidation. More so he’s widely impressed with the majority of the costumes around him. While he was clad in his full pink rabbit onesie, a small part of him felt as if he’d taken the easy way out by not turning it into some form of zombie. “Dude. Everyone looks so good,” he awed to the person next to him, grin set wide across his face as he tipped the end of a beer bottle to his lips. “Check that one out. I can’t even imagin’ how long it took ‘em to get all that makeup on.”

[avery-carterwate]

Taking a page out of Issy’s playbook, Avery had brewed up her own version of the other’s witches brew, a potion she hadn’t made in years and was itching to use again. Taking a swig of the silver liquid she instantly felt warmth rush through her and turned to the person next to her, offering them the vial. "Bottoms up." She said with a devilish grin.

[coltondeforest]

What he’d seen was still there, terrible images seared into his mind. Hours from now when he let exhaustion take over Colton knew that it would all come back. There’d be nothing but nightmares of blood and destruction. For now, he could push it all away by focusing on those around him that needed help. “Hey,” The first person he saw had his full attention. “Can you hear me, are you seeing now?” A hesitant hand reached out, not quite reaching the other person in case they were seeing something else entirely and reacted negatively. 

[ronniegreer-blog]

Ronnie was in the gift shop on the Queen Mary, looking at all the odds and ends that could make a good addition to her weird collection of trinkets at home. She was lost in the shopping when she heard panic rising from outside the ship, turning to see a fog rolling low through the shop. She watched as one by one the people around her began to lose their minds. "... the fuck?!" She started to step away from the fog as it began to rise toward her like it had a mind of its own.

She turned to run, only to be faced by a wall of fog on the other side. "Shit," she breathed as it came over her completely. She couldn't see through it at first, backing away from the screams and shouts, until she felt her back connect with the wall. Reaching behind her she moved along the wall until she felt a handle, thanking God that it was unlocked as she slipped through the door and into the darkness.

She felt for a light and when she turned it on she gasped. Ronnie was no longer on the ship, instead she was in the back of a large auditorium, full of people yelling and shouting angry toward the stage. She stepped forward, mouth dropping open as she saw her parents tied to large posts on the stage. 

"Darren Greer, exposed as a werewolf!" The man next to them was shouting as hatred dripped from eat word. "And his wife, who laid with this beast and bore a child." The crowd screamed at her and spat. Both Darren and Danika looked like they'd been tortured and bruised beyond what most could stand. 

"Tell us where the daughter who exposed you is and we'll end your suffering quickly." Darren glared at the man and Danika shook her head trying to be strong as tears rolled freely down her cheeks.

"Mom... Dad..." her voice was barely above a whisper as she stepped closer. They noticed her at the same time, fear rising in their expressions. "Run," Darren growled at her and she turned to do so, only falling into the strong grip of two hooded figures. 

They pulled her onto the stage as she screamed and kicked against them trying to break free. She should have been able to, with her wolf strength but they still overpowered her, tying her to another post. She struggled against the restraints but it was no use. 

"The daughter who first brought the Greers to our attention!" The man shouted, as a cheer rose from the crowd. People she'd known her whole life. People she'd gone to school with and worked with, all standing around sneering at her as her family was trapped. "I feel it's only fitting that you watch your parents die before you go, beast!" 

"No!" she screamed out struggling against the rope. "Let them go! They didn't do anything wrong! Please!" She looked at her parents who were struggling as well. "I'm so sorry..." she said through tears to them. 

The crowd parted as two torches came forward, held by the two men who had tied her up. "No, no no no! PLEASE!" She screamed through the tears as they got closer. The men ignored her as the first torch was placed under her mother. The flames licked up instantly. "Mommy!" she cried, her voice being drowned out by the screams of her mother. The second torch touched down and her father began to scream as the flames overtook him. "Daddy," she sobbed as her head fell forward. When she lifted her head back up she let out the most anguished scream that mixed with a howl of despair from her wolf. She'd finally killed her parents just as she feared she would.

@sparrowrousseau