Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Trick or Treat ❯ Test of the Fox Girl ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I do not own fairies, princesses, ninjas, pirates, pirate ninjas, schoolgirls of the killer or dead variety, foxes, fox-girls, hobos, or candy companies of any sort. I also do not own the idea of haunted houses or portals to other dimensions. And I definitely do not own Nancy, Katy, Sapphire, Jaci, April, or David, although I do own myself. I think. It should be obvious who the voice is (or sort of obvious) at this point, so I can now say that I do not own Erik (the phantom from The Phantom of the Opera).

 

Trick or Treat

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Chapter Six

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© 2007 Ohne Sie

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Nancy found her door. It was right in front of her. She also found hundreds more like it. But she had found her door. The problem was, her key didn't fit it.

 

“Stupid door,” she mumbled. “Stupid key.” She and Sapphire were the only ones still racing to find their doors. “Stupid, stupid house.” She angrily jammed her key into a door. Miraculously, it opened. “Stupid…hey, wait.” She stepped through the door and found herself in a field. “Uh…”

 

“Welcome, Nancy. You are now…a fox.” Nancy looked around. Everything did seem to be much higher than it normally was, and she was walking on four legs. Also, her senses seemed to be keener. She sniffed the ground absently. Then her ears pricked up and her blood ran cold at a sound in the distance. “Yes, Nancy. Those are fox hounds. Not like the hound in The Fox and the Hound. These ones are trained to hunt foxes. And they will get you if you don't run fast enough. But there's more to it than that. Not only do you have to run from them, you also have to find me something. It should be hanging from a tree.” He paused while Nancy looked around for a tree. There was a forest far away in the distance. “Yes. You have to run to the forest and evade the dogs. You also have to find the object, get it, and bring it back here. While still evading the dogs.”

 

“How?” Nancy asked. “How is that even possible?”

 

“It's not my problem if it's not possible,” The Voice said. “You should go, now. You have an hour and thirty-two minutes, and the hounds will be approaching soon.”

 

Nancy took off running before she even heard The Voice tell her how much time she had left. She heard the dogs come closer, but she was nowhere near the forest. “Run, Nancy, run,” she ordered herself. “If I was human right now I'd just cuddle those dogs, but since they want to kill me…” She continued to run as fast as her little fox legs would carry her. She eventually reached the forest and searched the trees, still running just as fast as she had before. Unfortunately, she couldn't search the trees very thoroughly, because she was running so fast.

 

Suddenly she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Something had fallen from one of the tree limbs. Nancy ran toward the tree and saw that a rope was dangling from it. She jumped up and caught the rope in her teeth. She yanked it down, and surprisingly, it fell without putting up a fight. Nancy turned around and ran back through the forest, but froze when she realized that she had made a mistake.

 

She was currently about two feet away from three dogs, all of whom were snarling at her. She realized that it would have been a good idea to take a different route back to where she had begun than to take the same path, but it was too late now. She closed her eyes, preparing for the violent death that was about to befall her. “Please don't kill me, puppies,” she whimpered. After a moment, realizing she was still alive, Nancy opened her eyes. The dogs were gone. Not bothering to consider where they had gone, Nancy ran as quickly as she could out of the forest and back into the field. To her amazement, the dogs were running away from her. Nancy reached her destination and dropped the rope on the ground. “Finished, Mr. Voice Thingy.”

 

Nancy was human again, and was now standing in front of a door. She had the taste of rope in her mouth. “Pick up the rope,” The Voice said, “And put it on the desk.”

 

Nancy picked up the rope and walked through the door. A thought occurred to her when she saw the objects already on the desk. “What, do you think you're the phantom of the opera or something?” she asked. There was no answer. Nancy smirked, putting the rope on the desk. “Of course you are.” She walked through the other door and met her friends, who were all sitting on a red sofa.

 

“What did the phantom have you do?” Jaci asked. Nancy smiled, realizing that the others knew who the voice was, too.

 

“Get chased by hounds,” she said. “Isn't Sapphire done yet?”

 

Katy shook her head. “No, but she'd better hurry. She's only got about fifteen minutes left.”

 

Nancy sat down next to Katy. David bit his lip nervously. “God, we're screwed.”

 

Nancy stood up and walked over to him. She reached into her pocket and produced a small metal screw. Then she pressed it against his arm and twisted it. “No. You're screwed.”