Villains-R-Us

It was early in the morning, before most people even rose to go to work, and the world was dim. The orange glow of streetlamps fought with the cool blue shades of the morning air, casting everything in a strange dual light. And there, at a bus stop along the road, a girl sat on the bench, almost spectre-like in the slight mist that stubbornly lingered in the streets. In a black shirt and shorts, she hardly seemed dressed for the morning chill, and that was probably why she hugged her legs close to her body and sat with her head down, long black hair draped over her knees.

Of one were to listen closely, they might notice a soft melody, and perhaps even words, sung in a sweet voice like a child's lullaby. Those words, however, were clearly not meant for children:

"There is a child walking
with a blue and blackened eye
There's spiders in the attic,
shattered mirrors in the sky
No one here to follow home
and nothing here to do
Spread your arms and dance
as the glass showers you
Soon the spiders will descend
and help with your display
You'll be flashing red and silver
as you dance your bones away..."

he heard the quiet whispers of a deadly song. gently humming he turned he saw an usually figure sitting still. he snapped a picture, and walked away . he turned back around giggling slightly ''oh miss'', he said in a sing song voice. ''what day is it oh ,and the time.'' he frowned placing a prefect facade on . '' i think i might be lost. '' he sounded helpless and scared.


(i can re do it if you want )

((Nah, works fine. ^^ Might want to double-check your quote placement, though.))

Her song fell silent, and moments after the man had expressed feeling lost, her head raised slowly, just a little. She had heard that little giggle, and it was that which pulled at her interest more than anything. He seemed to be human enough... but she suspected he might prove more fun than most.

But then, maybe she had misheard the soft noise he'd made before speaking.

"A Thursday, I think," she said quietly, her words drawn out, and lifted her head a bit more, so that her face could be seen. Her skin was pale, but her lips were painted a blue almost as dark as her eyes and streams of eye-liner ran down her face as if she'd been crying. "But I don't know the time, and I didn't watch where I was going."

'' a thursday how sad i missed it again. oh are you all right miss i know a place we can go. he flicked out his phone snaping a decent picture of you as the sun began to rise . ''oh well there might be a place to eat care to join me. so what happened to you''?

"Yes, please," she said softly. Her limbs unfolded the rest of the way and she stood as she considered what to say had happened. The girl looked all of sixteen years old, and a bit thin at that.

"My boyfriend dumped me," she said at last, wiping away the smeared makeup as she did. "I needed to get away... and I ended up here."

With a tilt to her head, she asked, "But... what did you miss?"

" yesterdayI miss days and time appearently. I have episodes of missing time. Anyway what would you like to eat. You can tell me all about your problems ..I will listen ". He offered her his hand to help her up.

Such an interesting person, and so many ways to play! It was going to be tricky choosing just one.

"Any food is fine..." She took his hand and held it tight. Rather than releasing him again, she used his hand as an anchor to move up close against him and press her face into his chest. Almost like a child throwing throwing a small tantrum, she pouted, "I don't want to talk about it."

Her face lifted toward his ear and softly she whispered, "Will you protect me?"

'' i don't know should you trust a man who misses time what if i misplace you ''. he said casually letting her stay there he wrapped his arms around her giving her ahug. ''friends do this right i forgot how to be one.'' his voice sounded worried . ohh a new friend yay she bought my act he thought cheerfully now how should i play this out. gangster's nah pulled that to many thing. ohh a robbery ... that is it he grinned. earn her trust .

So he was lonely on top of possibly insane. Oh, she was going to have to squeeze this one for all he was worth. He wanted a friend? She could be his friend. She could make herself the dearest friend he could ever have.

"You won't misplace me," she said sweetly, and nuzzled his neck. "I won't leave your side. I'll even find your time for you."

Taryn leaned back to look him in the eye, but did not pull away. As she stroked a bit of his hair back, she said softly, "It's the least I can do for my new friend."

he wanted to chuckle . he wasn't sure on how to react. his mouth twitched for a beif second. two could play this. he trembled and looked at her blinking. '' who are you ?'' lets see how she reacts. i want to see her face . he began to sob. the tears seemed real. he gently pulled away. ''where am i ?do i know you?''

Such a strange, strange man. If he truly was that forgetful, he might not be much fun after all. Well, she would play with him for awhile at least.

She smiled and did her best to imitate the comforting look she'd seen mothers give to their frightened children. "I'm Taryn," she said sweetly. "Your friend. And this place... is a world of wonders!"

Taryn giggled and clapped her hands together.

"It's all our playground, don't you see?
All the world for you and me!
The only thing better, should I tell all,
is when the night again shall fall."

The girl stepped back and spun, arms open and looking up to the sky as she laughed. "Oh, how we'll dance and how we'll play!" She stopped and faced him dead on again, grinning like she had a secret. "Will we make it the the end of day?"

she was just as mad as he was. he had to keep the grin from forming .were they playing each other that would be interesting. he could not tell . the girl was like him he guessed broken in all the right ways . pasted together in all the wrong ways. he nods , ''are you my family, do you know where i can find my life?"