" Ladies and Gentlemen, I must warn you before this show begins. This show is not for the faint of heart and if ye are weak in mind, bladder, and body I suggest you leave now before it is too late for you." A disembodied males voice echoed through the large clearing.

The crowd shifted where they stood, gazes glued to the small makeshift stage in front of them as they awaited the entrance of the Ringmaster.

" Our show tonight will change the way you see the world indefinitely. It will boggle your mind and blow your socks off both, literally and figuratively...." The male let out a low chuckle that made the crowd slightly uneasy.

" Now without further ado, ladies and gentlemen, may I direct your attention to the first tent of the evening? For only five pounds, your mind will be left racing with new possibilities!" The Ringmaster exclaimed before a loud crackle sounded off and the Ringmaster appeared in a puff of smoke, tapping his staff against the ground as he grinned.

" Welcome, to Circus Of The Night!" The ringleader exclaimed as he tipped his black and red hat to the crowd.

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" May I direct your attention to the beautiful temptress of the water. Our first Freak of the night.... Alyssa." The lights to the large fish tank flashed on, filling the water with a creamy yellow spotlight.

" There once was a beautiful young girl, aged between sixteen to nineteen. She was the daughter of a merchant, not wealthy, but not a poor man. But he had money and a thriving business, this made his beautiful daughter the target for single young men, looking to make their fortune." The shadows casting onto the back of the tanks wall made a shadow silhouette of a shorter woman standing next to a heavyset, bearded man.

The silhouettes faded in a puff of smoke, morphing into the woman standing alone, the man stayed silent for a moment as multiple men's silhouettes began to form, each approaching the woman as they placed a kiss on her hand at different times but every time the kiss was placed, they disappeared.

" Suitor after suitor tried, but all failed to ensnare the heart of the young beauty.... All but one. A young bankers son, just as beautiful as the merchants daughter, though his beauty was only on the outside. The two wed, holding their wedding on the merchants yacht. But in the pouring rain of the night, the woman's new husband shoved her overboard and into the thrashing ocean below." A scream echoed around the room as the male silhouette shoved the female over the railing of the ship and into the ocean below.

" As she sank into the murky depths of the ocean, the goddess of the ocean took pity on the young woman and as the woman's vision began to darken, her lungs began to breath the salty ocean waves as her legs twined together." The woman's silhouette sank lower and lower in the tank as a bright glow twisted around the silhouette, filling the lungs with a bright rush of dark blue.

" Now, to this day, she awaits down in the murky depths, unsuspecting crew members falling victim to her haunting and beautiful song as she lures them to their watery graves..... I give you.... The Siren." The man let out a laugh as he disappeared in a puff of purple smoke and the tanks light switched to a beautiful unnatural blue.

The silence caused the crowd to murmur uneasily but all went silent as a soft husky humming filled the air.

As the humming continued, the silhouette of a mermaid began to swim down from the top of the glass tank, but the crowd could not find the source of the shadow as the humming continued.

A beautiful blonde haired woman crawled up the class almost seductively as she continued humming, her pink eyes glowing in the dim light.

Her lips parted as she blew soft bubbles against the glass, her humming not even becoming muffled as she smiled at a little girl in the front of the crowd.

The woman winked at a man in the front as she began to glide upwards, revealing her light pink scaled torso which gradually began to darken along her tail as she did a graceful swirl backwards.

The mermaid swam gracefully around the tank, her movements delicate and beautiful like a dance.

Her humming ceased as she came to rest near the bottom of the tank where she draped across a coral rock that lay on the floor of the tank, a sigh escaping her lips before she began to sing.

" Upon one summer's morning. I carefully did stray, down by the walls of wapping. Where I met a sailer gay." The mermaids beautiful yet haunting tone sang, causing a beautiful pink glow to swirl around her as she sang.

The crowd was completely silent as they listened in awe, their eyes filling with the pink as they listened, completely entranced by her song.

" Conversing with a young lass, who seemed to be in pain. Saying, William, when you go, I fear you'll ne'er return again." She continued as she swept her extremely long blonde hair back, causing the men in the crowd to gasp in awe.

" My heart is pierced by Cupid. I distain all glittering gold. There is nothing can console me, but my jolly sailor bold." She sang before closing her eyes, her tail swaying gently in the waves.

She continued her soft lament, eyes closed as she poured her sorrow into her words. The crowd was all in tears as they listened in silence, none daring to move in fear of ruining the beautiful song.

" My heart is pierced by Cupid. I distain all glittering gold. There is nothing can console me, but my jolly sailor bold." The mermaid finished as she slid off of the rock, still humming her haunting tune as she began to swim away, disappearing from sight as she headed towards the top of the tank.

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The tap of a cane caused the crowd to jolt out of their dazes, the pink glow fading from their eyes as they all began to murmur amongst themselves.

" If you will follow me to the next show, there's so much more to see." The Ringleader smirked, tapping his cane against the ground once more before he turned to leave the large tent, making his way towards a different tent.

The crowd shuffled after the tall man who disappeared into a large purple tent, the only source of light coming from the stage where a different man stood in silence.

" Next in our act tonight is the death defying contortionist....with a twist.... Give a warm welcome to, Sam!" The Ringleader smirked as he tapped his cane once again before backing into the shadows.

A dark purple light flashed on, showing off the colors of Sam's mauve and grape colored leotard.

Sam lifted his head before bending backwards, into a bridge position before pushing himself off with his hands and backwards onto a beam where he walked on his hands along the beam.

The crowd let out soft gasps of awe as Sam bent his legs backwards and onto the beam where he stood and bowed, causing the crowd to applaud excitedly.

" For my next trick I will be contorting over a razor sharp sword, if I slip, the sword will go straight through my head.... Be warned, I've only tested this trick once... Hopefully nothing goes wrong." Sam said which caused the crowd to shift uneasily.

Sam exhaled as he climbed onto a larger beam which stretched around a particularly sharp looking sword. Arching his back, he lifted his legs, holding them up with one hand as he twisted over the sword, flipping from one side to another with amazing flexibility.

The crowd watched with ever growing excitement as they began to cheer him on, their faces an array of shock and awe.

Sam let out a shriek as his hand slipped and he fell face first, open mouthed onto the sword. Screams rang throughout the tent as the sword went into his throat, making him go limp.

The crowd filled with loud screams and yells for help while one man scrambles towards the stage in an attempt to help.

Sam's arm raised, causing everyone to suddenly go silent while the male froze in shock as Sam stood up, sword still down his throat as he twisted out of the middle of the beams and onto the stage where he stood as he pulled the sword from his throat.

The crowd stood in shocked silence for a moment before everyone began to cheer, mostly in relief as Sam once again took a bow.

" Thank you, thank you!" Sam laughed before he pulled another sword, seemingly out of nowhere and taking the two swords, he began to slide both down his throat at the same time.

The crowd clapped and cheered loudly as he released both swords, holding his hands up in the air.

Sam made a pausing motion before pulling another sword seemingly out of thin air, waving it about for a moment before he slid that sword down his throat as well.

Sam slipped four more swords down his throat before pulling all seven swords out easily while taking a bow.

" The only child of a single drunk father, he had a rather rough childhood. With no mother or family to turn to besides his drunk, abusive father.... One day, at age seventeen, her father snapped and took a kitchen knife, shoving it down his throat. But rather than dying, he discovered his rather unusual talent...." The Ringmaster boomed from the back of the crowd.

" Give it up for Sam, the sword swallower." The Ringleader continued, causing the crowd to cheer loudly while Sam took another bow.

" Ladies and gentlemen, shall we continue with the show now that we have rooted out the weak of heart?" The Ringmaster chuckled as he motioned to a passed out man in the corner, who had fainted during the commotion of Sam's act.

With that, The Ringleader tapped his cane once more before turning and exiting the large tent, followed by the crowd who were practically drooling for more entertainment.

And the night had just begun.