Post by Countess Mecilia on May 9, 2004 1:12:58 GMT -5
Erm... I wrote this story a while ago. I just found it on my computer. Tis a story about killer badgers that live in the subway. Believe me, it's more interesting than it sounds. Ahaha. Anyway, enjoy...
Deep below the ground... In the subways of New York, there lives things. Terrors so unspeakable it makes me flinch to even write their terrible names. Just one look at these horrible monsters is enough to scare you out of your wits and scar you for a lifetime… if you survive. The name of the terrible things that live deep down in the subways is- dare I say their names? Yes, I must. They are badgers- subway badgers. And they are your worst nightmare.
Now exactly one month ago today, a girl walked though the cold streets of New York in December. Snow was everywhere, and it was awfully cold. This particular you girl’s name was Mecilia, and she was a 21 year old art student at a local college. Well, at this exact moment, she was walking down to get her daily ride to school- in the subway. She had no idea how short of time she was before the terrible events of that day would happen.
She climbed down the gray steps leading below ground into the subway. She thought that it was quite odd, but she saw no one in the subway station. The small space where people waited for subway trains to come was usually crowded and very noisy. But not today. Mecilia walk though the empty station. When she found no one… she began to call out. “Hello? Is anyone here?” she yelled out into the silence. But there was no one there. By then it was far too late.
Though she saw no one in the cold deserted subway station, she decided to stay and wait to see if any trains were coming. She had to know what was going on. She waited for a very long time- possibly more than 2 hours before a subway train slowly descended into it station. Mecilia waited and the doors finally opened. She stepped inside, and found about 4 other people waiting in that section of that train. She was very relieved that she was not alone, like she had been in the station. She sat down next to an old man who, in Mecilia’s opinion, looked like a hobo... a vagrant plucked off the streets.
The hobo-man looked at her with wide eyes and said “Did you see thar news? About these subways?” he blurted.
“No,” said Mecilia, “I don’t watch the news very often… what happened?”. The man looked at her again with his strange wild-looking eyes.
“ There be badgers. Million’s of ‘em. And they be attackin’ people! Lotsa people dead just from riding this subway!”
Mecilia looked at the old man “That’s ridiculous!” she said, “ Badgers can’t hurt anyone! They’re kind, friendly animals!”
The man stared at her, “Normal badgers, maybe… but these ain’t normal badgers… there be subway badgers here!”
Mecilia looked around at the other people in the train. There was a mousy, nervous-looking woman with lemon-yellow hair piled on her small head. There was a short, chubby woman with a breifcase, looking quite annoyed. Lastly there was a young boy about… Mecilia guessed that he was about 12 probably, at the most. They all were looking at the crazy old man rambling on and on about “subway badgers”.
Suddenly, there was an awful sound, like the crunching of metal, and the subway car jolted to a stop. Mecilia was thrown against the side of the wall, and everyone was panicking. “What do we do?” Asked the mousy yellow-haired woman. “I think we’re stuck!”. “We’re not stuck!” said the annoyed chubby woman, “Don’t be stupid! Even the idiots that work here will figure out how to get us moving again!”
Everyone jumped as the loudspeaker crackled on. “Attention! We are only having a few tech-” his words were suddenly cut off as they heard a scream. Then there was some more crackling, and the loudspeaker clicked off. A few minutes later, everything went dark. “Oh my god!” she heard the young boy yell, “There’s no power!” They all screamed.
“It be the badgers!” yelled the old man. And for a second Mecilia didn’t doubt it. There could be mutant badgers out there doing this… there just could be.
“I’m going out there to see what this is all about!” said a voice, and Mecilia realized it was the chubby lady. She heard the door being pried open, and watched as light flooded the car. The woman walked out and jumped onto the rails
“I don’t see any-oh my god! There’s- there’s… badgers!” The woman screamed, and Mecilia watched in horror as the badger surrounded the lady. She tried to look away. Just then, the mouse-like lady jumped out and screamed “I’ll save you!” her intentions, however were short-lived, because the subway badgers surrounded her. The badgers now covered both of the women. OH THE HUMANITY! Mecilia quickly shut the door, and was left in the room with the not-so-crazy old man, and the young boy.
The old man sighed and said “I never thought I’d go like this. Damn badgers!”
“No one is going anywhere!” said Mecilia, trying to reassure the old man and young boy- and herself. “Not until we have a plan! We are not going to just go out there and be devoured by subway badgers! We need a plan!”.
“I know…” said the twelve-year-old. “We’ll climb out on top on the train, and we’ll grab onto the rails on top. We’ll go that way until we get near a subway stop, ok?” Since Mecilia didn’t have a better plan she decided to follow the boy. They walked all though the dark train until they found a small chute which they could climb atop the train through. They got to the top of the train and closed and locked the chute. This, however, was not smart. It was not smart because the were badgers atop the train. Lots and lots of badgers.
Mecilia knew it was hopeless as she watched the blood-thirsty badgers closing in. They all prepared to be eaten by these small, but deadly creatures, when the old man cried out. “I almost forgot! I always carry 13 cans of my trusty badger repellent!” with that, he began to spray the badgers. They ran, as he sprayed behind him, at every attacking badger. Mecilia looked behind and saw the trail of badgers who were definatly knocked-out for a long, long time. You see, badger repellent is about the equivalent of sleeping pills, mixed with laughing gas. So the badgers that weren’t knocked-out were laughing uproariously. Believe me, it was scary.
They kept running, until they finally got to the original subway station. They ran up the stairs, panting as they finally reached civilization. They smiled realizing that they were all fine. Except for the two ladies. If you can remember, they had been chomped on by badgers.
If you are wondering how I knew enough about their strange, morbid tale, it is because I , alas, am a badger. But as sure as I am a blood-thirsty subway badger… we will strike again. Muhaha.
Ahaha. Yeah. Anyway, as you can see, this story is where I got the name "Mecilia" from. Heh. Please review my... erm... story.
The Macabre Tale of the Badgers
Deep below the ground... In the subways of New York, there lives things. Terrors so unspeakable it makes me flinch to even write their terrible names. Just one look at these horrible monsters is enough to scare you out of your wits and scar you for a lifetime… if you survive. The name of the terrible things that live deep down in the subways is- dare I say their names? Yes, I must. They are badgers- subway badgers. And they are your worst nightmare.
Now exactly one month ago today, a girl walked though the cold streets of New York in December. Snow was everywhere, and it was awfully cold. This particular you girl’s name was Mecilia, and she was a 21 year old art student at a local college. Well, at this exact moment, she was walking down to get her daily ride to school- in the subway. She had no idea how short of time she was before the terrible events of that day would happen.
She climbed down the gray steps leading below ground into the subway. She thought that it was quite odd, but she saw no one in the subway station. The small space where people waited for subway trains to come was usually crowded and very noisy. But not today. Mecilia walk though the empty station. When she found no one… she began to call out. “Hello? Is anyone here?” she yelled out into the silence. But there was no one there. By then it was far too late.
Though she saw no one in the cold deserted subway station, she decided to stay and wait to see if any trains were coming. She had to know what was going on. She waited for a very long time- possibly more than 2 hours before a subway train slowly descended into it station. Mecilia waited and the doors finally opened. She stepped inside, and found about 4 other people waiting in that section of that train. She was very relieved that she was not alone, like she had been in the station. She sat down next to an old man who, in Mecilia’s opinion, looked like a hobo... a vagrant plucked off the streets.
The hobo-man looked at her with wide eyes and said “Did you see thar news? About these subways?” he blurted.
“No,” said Mecilia, “I don’t watch the news very often… what happened?”. The man looked at her again with his strange wild-looking eyes.
“ There be badgers. Million’s of ‘em. And they be attackin’ people! Lotsa people dead just from riding this subway!”
Mecilia looked at the old man “That’s ridiculous!” she said, “ Badgers can’t hurt anyone! They’re kind, friendly animals!”
The man stared at her, “Normal badgers, maybe… but these ain’t normal badgers… there be subway badgers here!”
Mecilia looked around at the other people in the train. There was a mousy, nervous-looking woman with lemon-yellow hair piled on her small head. There was a short, chubby woman with a breifcase, looking quite annoyed. Lastly there was a young boy about… Mecilia guessed that he was about 12 probably, at the most. They all were looking at the crazy old man rambling on and on about “subway badgers”.
Suddenly, there was an awful sound, like the crunching of metal, and the subway car jolted to a stop. Mecilia was thrown against the side of the wall, and everyone was panicking. “What do we do?” Asked the mousy yellow-haired woman. “I think we’re stuck!”. “We’re not stuck!” said the annoyed chubby woman, “Don’t be stupid! Even the idiots that work here will figure out how to get us moving again!”
Everyone jumped as the loudspeaker crackled on. “Attention! We are only having a few tech-” his words were suddenly cut off as they heard a scream. Then there was some more crackling, and the loudspeaker clicked off. A few minutes later, everything went dark. “Oh my god!” she heard the young boy yell, “There’s no power!” They all screamed.
“It be the badgers!” yelled the old man. And for a second Mecilia didn’t doubt it. There could be mutant badgers out there doing this… there just could be.
“I’m going out there to see what this is all about!” said a voice, and Mecilia realized it was the chubby lady. She heard the door being pried open, and watched as light flooded the car. The woman walked out and jumped onto the rails
“I don’t see any-oh my god! There’s- there’s… badgers!” The woman screamed, and Mecilia watched in horror as the badger surrounded the lady. She tried to look away. Just then, the mouse-like lady jumped out and screamed “I’ll save you!” her intentions, however were short-lived, because the subway badgers surrounded her. The badgers now covered both of the women. OH THE HUMANITY! Mecilia quickly shut the door, and was left in the room with the not-so-crazy old man, and the young boy.
The old man sighed and said “I never thought I’d go like this. Damn badgers!”
“No one is going anywhere!” said Mecilia, trying to reassure the old man and young boy- and herself. “Not until we have a plan! We are not going to just go out there and be devoured by subway badgers! We need a plan!”.
“I know…” said the twelve-year-old. “We’ll climb out on top on the train, and we’ll grab onto the rails on top. We’ll go that way until we get near a subway stop, ok?” Since Mecilia didn’t have a better plan she decided to follow the boy. They walked all though the dark train until they found a small chute which they could climb atop the train through. They got to the top of the train and closed and locked the chute. This, however, was not smart. It was not smart because the were badgers atop the train. Lots and lots of badgers.
Mecilia knew it was hopeless as she watched the blood-thirsty badgers closing in. They all prepared to be eaten by these small, but deadly creatures, when the old man cried out. “I almost forgot! I always carry 13 cans of my trusty badger repellent!” with that, he began to spray the badgers. They ran, as he sprayed behind him, at every attacking badger. Mecilia looked behind and saw the trail of badgers who were definatly knocked-out for a long, long time. You see, badger repellent is about the equivalent of sleeping pills, mixed with laughing gas. So the badgers that weren’t knocked-out were laughing uproariously. Believe me, it was scary.
They kept running, until they finally got to the original subway station. They ran up the stairs, panting as they finally reached civilization. They smiled realizing that they were all fine. Except for the two ladies. If you can remember, they had been chomped on by badgers.
If you are wondering how I knew enough about their strange, morbid tale, it is because I , alas, am a badger. But as sure as I am a blood-thirsty subway badger… we will strike again. Muhaha.
End
Ahaha. Yeah. Anyway, as you can see, this story is where I got the name "Mecilia" from. Heh. Please review my... erm... story.