. : F R E A K S H O W : . {Original plot~}

[Dradogo]

Mono nodded solemnly. "I am truly sorry. That's what they do." He took another step back.

Nil continued to listen, even though everything Darcy said confused her.

[Iilyda]

Cr*ap! Peregrine swore to herself once more, her heart leaping from her chest. How could she have let herself be lured like this? This "twin and friend" was probably zeroing in on her right now. Peregrine took a couple more steps backward, staring at Mono with a mixture of dread and hatred, before turning on heel and running as fast as she could.

{Gah, I want to be realistic, but rape is obviously NOT PG-13.}

"He...," Darcy trailed off. She didn't want to think of the ugly feelings, crawling along her skin and bone like a colony of termites, soiling her flesh and marrow. She could never rid of this. Mr. Johnson had put a piece of his corrupt and nasty soul inside of hers, and it tunneled through her being, eating away from the inside. How could she explain this? "He attacked me a couple of times," Darcy said eventually, knowing the extent of these words no where near covered the sheer enormity of the things done to her. "Quite a lot, actually."

[Crabbiey]

Riya gripped the sheets tighter around her, trying to keep warm. She started to drift off and relax.

[Dradogo]

Monotone watched sadly as the girl ran away. "Goodbye." He murmured, before walking a short way to sit at the base of a large tree.

Nil's eyes widened as she listened to Darcy talk. She felt terribly sorry for her friend, unable to imagine what Darcy had to go through when she was younger.

[Iilyda]

Peregrine ran through the trees in the general direction Mono had pointed for what felt to her hours. She soon discovered that she was surely going to wrong way; there was no sign of civilization to be seen. She let out a growl of frustration, kicking a nearby tree and then crying out in pain. She stomped forward and snapped a branch off of a tree, snapping it into bits to funnel her anger.

Darcy glanced up at Nil, her face flushed with shame. She wasn't sure what she saw on Nil's face, but she didn't want to believe that is was skepticism; that someone doubted her story once again. "You... you don't believe me do you?" she asked quietly, trying to hide the hurt that refused to be pushed down. It had become engraved in Darcy's minda that telling only led to misery; that was what led had led her to the Freakshow. That was how her mother got in jail. Because Darcy told.

[Dradogo]

Mono sighed as he rested by the tree. He thought about that girl. He hoped she'd be okay on her own.

"Of course I believe you Darcy" Nil said, desperately wanting to hug her friend. "Everything must have been so terrifying. And you were only little..."

[Iilyda]

Peregrine growled in her frustration again. This was just great. She was lost in the woods late at night. She had no water, a few old pieces of gum, and half of a granola bar in the bottom of her backpack for provisions, and her favorite book; a collection of the Grimm Brother's fairytales. She had a change of shirt and pants in her bag, but no blankets, and she didn't even know how to camp. Peregrine began marching forward, knowing that she surely must be going in circles.

Darcy hardly acknowledged Nil's answer. She couldn't really come to terms with it; the thought of someone believing her. She stuffed her face into the pillows, wanting to hide her face, her shallow breaths muffled by the scratchy fabric. She shouldn't have told. Something bad would happen now, she knew it. Darcy's hand clutched at her stomach as it rumbled emptily, hardly hearing it. "What about you?" she said into the pillows, not bothering to clarify herself.

[Dradogo]

Nil watched in worry as Darcy buried her face in the pillows. "What do you mean?"

[Iilyda]

Breathing came with more difficulty with her face in the pillows, but she pushed her face against them all the harder, turning away from Nil slightly. "You said you were born like this. Didn't your parents... do things to you?" she asked, grabbing on to loose straws. She wanted to divert the topic from herself at all costs, did not want to remember the things that had happened when she was too small to speak up for herself. And she was curious. Was she the only one?

Peregrine sighed, plopping down on the hard, leaf-strewn ground. She was getting to get herself lost running around in circles, and Mono had already spoke of his homocidal brother and friend. What was she doing? Here Green was, in the middle of no-man's-land, looking for a person she didn't even know truly existed. All she had to go on was a name and a picture. Green tugged the book of fairytales from her backpack, opening to the page she had bookmark with the stained and old photograph showing a small baby girl, a fuzz of black hair atop her head, staring at the taker of the picture with adoring bright blue eyes; so unlike Peregrine's brown ones. Darcy.

[Dradogo]

Nil thought for a moment. "Will you stop suffocating yourself please? It's really unsettling."