Aftershocks: Dark Carnival Pt. 3

Nancy stood seething and breathing hard in her anger with her fists clenched. Lydia moved to her side and gently touched her arm and Nancy calmed down a little bit. Rob stepped up to her other side and gave her a little nod. She nodded back.

“Killjoy!” Nancy shouted out. “If you’re working for my dad, we have a problem. Come out here!”

“No no, you little shits,” Killjoy shouted out through the PA system. “I still don’t think I am going to do that. Not when I still have people to fight for me. I pick my spots.”

“Show yourself clown!” Lydia called out. “We want to get this over with.”

“Unless you’re a coward,” Rob said with a smirk. This set off some grumbled curses over the PA system. Obviously, they had touched a nerve.

This was when a spotlight went on and in the middle of the pool of light stood the most pathetic, rotten-looking clown that any of the three had seen. They all instantly recoiled from him as he had a sinister air to him. He only had one eye and the missing one looked like it had been stabbed with a bladed weapon. Everything about him looked disheveled or injured, unlike the bright-painted clowns they had just dispatched. He was calmly smoking a cigarette. This thing had a completely dirty feel to it rather than the flashy, dangerous feel of the others.

“Who are you?” Nancy asked, all of them tensing up again. They knew that even the most pathetic looking demon could still be a threat.

“The name’s Stitches,” Stitches said in a Scottish accent. “I’m about to rain on your parade.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a flower and put it on his lapel. The flower suddenly erupted with a geyser of water that the three barely dodged. Stitches adjusted aim to follow them and ended up hitting Nancy who was nearly washed away. She dug her claws into the ground and held on tight. She tried to turn her head so she did not swallow all of the water.

“Stop it!” Rob shouted and fired his shotgun, the ironshot and salt mix pelting Stitches on his right side. Stitches looked annoyed at best.

“Quit it,” Stitches said calmly and gestured at Roy and a noisemaker shot out and somehow knocked Rob off of his feet.

Lydia muttered a few words and threw a fireball at Stitches. At the last moment, Stitches pulled out a red-stained umbrella and used it to block the fireball.

“Cool off!” Stitches growled angrily but the geyser of water died down as he turned toward Lydia. A blade sprang from the point of the umbrella and he advanced on Lydia with extra menace. Nancy was still struggling to her feet, belching water onto the ground. Stitches swiped and stabbed at Lydia who had to scramble backward. She used her baseball bat to deflect some of the shots. The situation was dire.

“Stop!” Nancy managed to get out. “It’s me you want. It’s me that my father wants.” She started to struggle to her feet. She was soaked to the bone but she was still staring daggers at Stitches which only seemed to amuse the clown. He laughed and walked a few steps toward Nancy.

“That’s true enough,” Stitches said. “but that doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun first. Hell does not really like your friends here. The three of you have been a pain in the arse and Hell will be glad to be rid of both of them before we drag you home to daddy.”

“Come get me then,” Nancy said, getting to her feet. “Come and get me already.”

Stitches started to walk toward her in earnest, spurred on by her taunting. At that point, Rob attacked on Stitches’ blindside and stabbed him in his empty socket. Stitches cried out and screamed and then started laughing.

“Third time is not the charm, boy,” Stitches says. “I’ve been stabbed before.”

“Not with an angel blade,” Rob said and smiled. Stitches’ smile faded and he suddenly cracked like an eggshell and collapsed into nothing.

Lydia moved to hug Nancy. “Are you alright?” she asked.

Nancy nodded. “I’m just tired and very, very angry,” she said. “I want to go home.”

“We’re almost done,” Lydia said. “One to go.”

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