{So I wrote this for school when we had to write a short creative story for English with 6 of our spelling words. I was almost vibrating with excitement because CREATIVE WRITING YEAH! I also don't really like my English teacher, so I decided to write the creepiest, gayest thing I could get away with. Here it is.}

{also I just wanted to post this here too sorry}

Celestia straightened up. "I-I think it worked!" she said excitedly. "I can't feel It anymore! The spell worked!"

"Wonderful!" Claire said, running forward to embrace her. Celestia looked startled by this sudden affection, but embraced the girl.

"Now what?" asked Asher, looking at Sam.

We got our answer immediately.

There was a loud pop and a putrid smell. Suddenly, there was a figure hovering about all of us. It floated a little bit closer and I could see her properly.

It looked vaguely female. She radiated a noxious aura that made me feel lethargic and sick to my stomach. My sanity ebbed. She looked... off. Like something wasn't right about her. Its hair was choppy and vibrant lime green, like a poison dart frog. Her skin was mottled and sickly-looking. It almost looked like she was stitched together. Her outfit was a short dress made of varying shades and textures of black fabric sewn together. Its eyes had diamond-shaped irises and were made up of several different colors, like lightning strikes. The whites of Its eyes were black and her pupils were silver slits. It nose looked like someone had glued it on. Her hands were surprisingly elegant compared to the rest of her body. The fingernails were long and rugged and encrusted with things who knows what. I don't want to know. It smiled widely and revealed razor-sharp teeth, in neat rows like a sharks. Something that looked like blood mixed with bile oozed out of Its mouth. It looked absolutely insane.

In short, there was nothing delicate or sleek about It. It began to talk. "Hello, omocha." Its was voice oddly melodious, like It was singing through static.

"I've waited a long time to be here," It sang.

"Who are you?" Lizzy shouted at It.

"I am Power," It hummed.

Celestia gasped and fell back in terror. It noticed her fear.

"That's right, Celestia, omocha. It's me. I'm back," she sang.

Power raised her hands above her head and emitted a gas of some sort. Celestia and Claire fell over, dead. Their skin began to sizzle and squirm. Suddenly, their skin was stripped away, revealing their bare muscles. Then the muscle disappeared and organs, leaving nothing but bone. Then Power made all of the bones dissipate, leaving nothing but two black, burnt mannequins where the bodies had been. Power put the skin on the mannequins. Their eyes opened back up and exploded (which was very gross), being replaced by glass eyes, emotionless and dead. They rose into the air like puppets on strings and hovered there.

Asher, Sam, Lizzy and I didn't know how to react. We just stood there, openmouthed. Power looked up at us, a wild look in her eyes.

"Do you want to play as well?" She asked wickedly.

Lizzy screamed so loud Asher stumbled away from her and bumped into Sam. Sam blushed.

Power flew towards us and laughed maniacally. Lizzy rose to meet her and attacked. She blasted a rainbow right in Power's face. "STOP HARASSING MY FRIENDS!" Lizzy screeched. Power was thrown backwards by the rainbow, but wiped it off. Her skin seemed to absorb it.

Power tutted. "Pride is a dangerous thing, koneko {kitten}. Didn't anyone ever teach you not to play with dangerous things?" She threw a silvery substance at Lizzy. Lizzy blocked it with a shield of glitter. Power looked put out.

"Now that's no fun," she pouted. Power melted into goop and rematerialized on top of Lizzy. Lizzy was covered in what seemed to be duct tape. She couldn't move her arms or legs and couldn't open her mouth. I saw the panicked look in her eyes and saw pure terror. Lizzy hated being restrained. She dropped to the ground and started thrashing about. But when I went to go help her, my hand got burnt. Lizzy was covered in searing hot duct tape.

"Who's next?" Power asked, looking at Asher, Sam and I. Asher jumped in front of Sam. "Take me! Just don't hurt Sam. Please," he pled. "Or Alex," he added.

"No!" Sam shouted. "Asher, I will not let you do this."

"Awwww, that's adorable," Power cooed. "Y'know, you two really seem to care about each other, huh?"

All the blood drained out of my face. Asher instinctively gripped Sam's arm.

"How about this way you two can be together forever? How about this, koibitos {literally means lovers in japanese}?" Power said, lifted Sam and Asher into the air with magic, and tied them together using a red rope. She dropped them carelessly. They landed with a thud and toppled over, leaving Asher laying on top of Sam. They were very close to each other's faces. Lizzy seemed to go still for a moment, then thrashed about all the more violently.

"Is this... our punishment?" Asher asked.

"Doesn't seem too bad," Sam said, looking relieved that they hadn't gotten something worse.

Power finally turned her creepy eyes towards me. Terror washed over my body.

"Now... what for you?" she asked, her tone thoughtful. Her eyes lit up. "I know!"

She pulled me up to her using magic, close enough to see her face in detail. She smelled like acid and death and chemicals and general unpleasantness. Her face was even more gruesome up close.

"Such pretty orange hair..." Power said softly, brushing my bangs out of my face, stroking it. "Almost like the the flames of a fire."

Power pulled a matchbox out of thin air and smiled wickedly. My heart jumped into my throat.

"In fact..." Power whispered, lighting the match. "The resemblance is uncanny."

And with that, she lit my hair on fire. My first thought was "Ouch. This is hot." My second thought was "No, duh, Alex." I could feel it climbing up my ponytail, heading towards my skull. Any moment and my head would be on fire and I would be dead. Power grinned maliciously at me.

"Buh-bye, kasai {flame}. I'll be seeing you soon."

Then I woke up.

A/N Yep. I really don't like my English teacher.

Keep in mind I go to a Christian public school and this teacher has made anti gay comments (nothing too bad, but still). She's just annoyingly nice and hse phrases everything as a question anD I JUST

I sent it to my friends to see if it was creepy and gay enough and on of them replied "OMG LIZZY. SHE'S GOING TO DUMP HOLY WATER ON YOU" and I was like 'nice'.

So yeah, remember, DON'T STEAL PEOPLE'S KIDNEYS. HYE, my girs!