Mortimer

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Hey. *Hugs everyone* How has my little family been doing?

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Right...so...ummm...how is everyone...doing?

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Osmund, now fed up with her childish games, grabbed her by her neck and threw her into the small cell behind his chair, then locked it. The bars were covered in holy water, and if she dared to touch it with her damned soul she would burn to ashes. "Come on, I dare you to try and get out. If you excuse...I have to see your friend Mortimer...I think he is kind of fed up with life..." he told her. If no one was going to work for him, then no one would live happily. He would make sure they all suffered.

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Osmund just looked at his nail and rolled his eyes when the stupid girl called the waste of bird and actual member of the circus. "Pffff....balderdash. That stupid bird couldn't do anything. It was just a bird! Just like you can't....Ah....nevermind." Osmund then gripped his staff tighter when she told him none of them would work since they weren't scared of death. "Oh...you aren't? None of them aren't? I don't care if you are or not....I'll make sure you'll get tortured for not performing...in the most painful way...and the starve for souls will keep you working...Just remember my words...if you don't work...you'll lose another friend of yours..." Osmund said. He was sure she had gotten the message, Mortimer was the next in line.

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Osmund nodded when Mina introduced herself. "I have the right to take care and watch out for my workers and keep them happy. What you do in your tent is also my problem, so don't to me like that, you little girl." Osmund was starting to get angry, he didn't like such a mere girl talk to him like that and forbid him from watching what his workers did. But then she introduced another topic, resurrecting the bird he had killed..."unintentionally". "No, my dear Mina. I won't reborn that filthy bird, I don't want to have any dirty crows in these grounds. And why is it that important to you...it's not like you married him! How pathetic! Now go back to your tent, the shows start in two hours after I open these hellhole." Osmund then sat back in his chair and looked at her. "One last thing...if I see one soul getting devoured, you'll be executed."

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Violet had witnessed everything from behind one of the tents. The slaughter had been horrendous, and now she didn't have any male figure to look up to. Mortimer was extremely scary for the young girl, and she just couldn't take his depression from his best friend being killed. So he went to Kodama and looked at him. "K-Kodama...I...I'm scared..." she told him with tears in her eyes. She was really scared she would be killed too.

The High Father stood up when the knife thrower stepped inside his office. "Now, what would you want with the High Father? I think we haven't introduced, my name is Osmund. I take you are the knife-thrower....I watched the mess you made on your tent and I want you to clean it if you don't want to suffer the same fate as that fugly bird who lays dead over there."

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But it was too late already for Esme to say she loved him. She had taken too much time to think about their love, and now he was gone...or it seemed so. Hag's body went limp after he was dead, but it was actually his shadow clone who no one seemed to realize. Mortimer walked inside the High Father's new office and looked at him. "Mortimer Scharff...actually a disappointing worker, I have to say. I was expecting something more from a mere crybaby who just moarns over the death of his best friend...Tell you what...You watch out for the workers and I'll give you a new coat. You were expecting me to resurrect that dirty crow? I won't do that." Mortimer's was blazing in anger, and he had to walk to outside to refresh. Shadow's body disappeared, leaving behind a dark but gentle and funny soul who always brought joy to the carnival.

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Mortimer for the first time was shedding tears which fell down his face. The one person that had helped him through almost 40 years was now dead before him, and he couldn't do anything about it. Mortimer stood up, leaving Mina behind and looked at the rest of the guards who were still watching the workers in case they tried anything. The tall and fiery man disappeared, leaving his top hat behind. Then, one of the guards started to scream in agony and kneeled down to the floor. All of a sudden, a huge burst of blood came out of his mouth and he fell down dead, his brain had been detoned and died instantly. The other guard looked at the rest of the workers and pointed at them with his gun. Mortimer reappeared behind him and lifted him up into the air, then rose his other hand and slowly, the guard cried in pain as he became old and lifeless since Mortimer was slowly absorbing his soul. Mortimer then threw the body aside and looked at Shadow once more. "Why...WHY!?" he asked him in anger.

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Once everyone was there, Mortimer joined Mina, Chance, Esme and Kodama there. Shadow was on top of Mortimer's shoulder as always. Hag arrived later, but with a different colour suit as usual. This time, it was purple instead of his usual orange. He walked to the front of them and noticed how the High Father and a couple of his religious followers arrived too.
"I see....at last, you have returned after 20 years. I guess you just couldn't allow your selfishness to damn all your workers, huh?" The High Father asked. He was a man covered in a purple robe with a staff. He was rather old, very old.
"Yes...why would I allow your religious nonsense to harm my workers when they haven't done anything wrong?" he asked him with a furious face behind his mask.
"How dare you call my beliefs nonsensical, you stupid atheist scum!? I even forgave your life for having come 20 years and ago and damning these lands with your evil carnival! I'll make you pay for having ruined one whole generation!" he said and quickly took out a gun. Hag quickly reacted but as he tried to move, the High Father shot him. Just when he thought he was dead, Shadow got in front of him to take the bullet for him, killing the bird in the process. Hag had no time to feel sorry and instantly ran away, but as he was entering one of the tents, he was shot dead by the remaining followers of the High Father. "Now...my dear followers...I'm sorry this little bird had to die...but...I now rule this place. First of all, I want you all to stop your ways of consuming souls as that is an act from Hell and I won't tolerate it. The first person I see consuming a soul will be shot dead like Hag and the little bird were. Second of all, we are starting tomorrow...so get ready." The High Father then walked past them and to Hag's old office to sit in there as the owner of the carnival. Mortimer couldn't believe what had happened and kneeled before Shadow. He picked his beloved best friend and felt fury, the one he hadn't felt in an eternity building up inside him. Little did they know, that Hag also controlled the power of darkness, and he had made a clone of himself to talk with the High Father, the real Hag was hiding somewhere in the carnival.

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