The Dollhouse

Abel Wolfe

Abel was about to calm the boy down because he seemed to fear Abel. However that was better than they attack his sisters. Fear me. I want you to fear me and loath me. I won't let you hurt them. He chuckled and tightened his grip on the doll that remained in his right hand. As he went to speak Katylyn burst out from the basement. "Abel, stop! Dont hurt these people. Abel, you always do stuff like that. But you are going to hurt anyone this time, your going to have to hrut your sister first!" He scoffed, utterly shocked. "Kaytlyn. I won't hurt them. I didn't have the intention too. Well at first I did but your sister and yourself don't want me too." He stepped forward to ruffle the young girl's hair. "I love you far too much to do such a thing." His features softened before he turned back to the group, his expression just as cold as before.

He looked to Noah who made his introductions. Abel reached forward to give his hand a shake of equal strength. This time the boy's were almost similar. Noah's hair was longer however and his build was larger. Abel refrained from scowling at the boy as he turned to Zach who was still panicking for whatever odd reason. These humans were weird. Abel stepped forward again towards the boy simply because he was amused. Like a cat playing with his prey. He loved the expression of fear but then again some part of himself felt guilty. "Abel, you say? That's Biblical, right?" He watched the boy laugh in some strange tone. Was he going insane? "Where's Cain?"

Abel paused for a moment to give the boy a measured look of deadly vehemence before he huffed. "Cain is-" He paused again. "Who said Cain didn't switch names with his brother so that he wouldn't die? Who also said that his brother didn't willingly sacrifice himself for his beloved." Abel spoke smoothly, his gaze level and intelligent. "I would sacrifice myself for my sisters. And you for your friends." He gestured towards the girl hiding behind him. Feeling confident that he had won, he grinned deviously. After all, it had been a while since he last had to use such a threatening position. Not since mother and father had died.

Kaytlyn was happy that Able wasnt going to hurt them. "Good, i was afraid that you might of actually hurt me." She said before hugging him and walking around and behind the group of friends. "So what shall we do, ive been bored over the years. Abel, you got any ideas, maybe one of our old games we use to play when we were kids?" Kaytlyn then circled back behind Abel, rubbing her hand across his head, messing up his hair on purpose, then walking back to Evania. "So, about time you guys are welcoming. Ive been so bored."

Kaytlyn then went back upstairs to the rest of her siblings, "Hey, they are nice, so far, and seem like they jsut relized they are stuck here, come down and make your intro ductions if you like." She then went to walk out, but stopped to say one last thing. "... and Alexa, no hurting or scaring them, ok?" She said, eyeing Alexandria, and then walking back downstairs and next to Evania. "Our siblings should be coming soon, to, hopfully, welcome these people with good manners."

Evania was bewildered by the sudden flow of silblings appearing. "Pleasure to meet you all...I am Noah." She turned to the new face, drawing a breath as she realized where the familiarity had come in. Up close, he looked pecuiliarly like Thomas. Soon she was sucked into the beautifully painful old memories which plagued her. "Thomas was always so proud of his brown hair..." Pulling herself out of it (slightly embarrassed by her outburst), she backed away from the stranger and looked to the rest of the group. "You mean to tell me you guys live in this old run down house? That doesn't seem normal." "No it does not, does it? No normality, in any sense of the word..." She trailed off, offering them a curiously nervous laugh. "So what shall we do, ive been bored over the years. Abel, you got any ideas, maybe one of our old games we use to play when we were kids? So, about time you guys are welcoming. Ive been so bored." Observing quietly as her sister traipsed up the stairs, Evania pondered their guests arrival, and her obligation as hostess. "I suggest we offer a walk around the house... a tour of sorts. And, of course, there must be introductions. Let us start with our guests, shall we? I hope everyone is in aggreement... and Kaytlyn, dear!" She walked gracefully to the staircase, calling up to her sister. "Do coax the rest of the family out of hiding, if you would. And I have never felt ill towards visitors in any sense. In fact, I'm quite glad to be so opportune as to enjoy their company."

Though Zach was frightened by the appearance of these "people", he wasn't the type to get so easily intimidated. Fear and bewilderment transformed into anger, and defensiveness grew into hostility. Stepping forward, he jabbed a finger into Abel's chest, narrowed his eyes, and spoke coldly.

"You had best watch yourself. This is absolutely the worst hospitality I've ever experienced, and I think my friends and I deserve a little better. We didn't ask to be stuck here," He told the blonde boy, stepping back, "All we wanted was to check this place out and leave."

Returning to Kylie's side, Zach scrubbed his hands through his long black hair. Sighing, he turned back to Abel.

"Look - I'm sorry. No more hostilities. It's dark outside, this place gives me the willies, and I don't like the idea of being locked in with a bunch of people who appear out of thin air."

He hoped that apology sounded more sincere to them than it had to himself.

Abel

Abel blinked when the boy poked him. The spot where his finger had so violently jabbed him twinged at the contact, and Abel had to exercise some control so as not to flinch. He listened to the boy's complaint before letting out a slow sigh and raising one hand to touch his chest where it was still aching. Sensitive skin never helped. "Then you never should have come in the first place." He kept his voice low pitched so that only the boy would hear it. The guy irritated and amused Abel to an extreme.

He watched the guy seem to stress before turning his head to look over his shoulder to Evania. Welcoming? Me? I was only acting on the wishes of my dear sister. For now. He thought with solemn promise. "That's for you to decide. Perhaps a nice sit down so that we may become familiar with them. I'm not sure." He glanced to Zach as the boy spoke again.

"Look - I'm sorry. No more hostilities. It's dark outside, this place gives me the willies, and I don't like the idea of being locked in with a bunch of people who appear out of thin air." Abel chewed on his lip as his mind digested the strange apology. "Ah-" He broke off with a tense pause before raising a hand to his neck embarrassingly. "Willies? Is that some new term?" He felt a blush creep up his face all the way to his ears. Abel had never been one to hang around friends at the school. He was too busy keeping track of his sisters and trying to stay in trouble because of their parents. He wanted their parents to focus on him but it had useless in the end. So even if the kids had used the word 'Willies' back then, he had never heard it. He quickly turned away to hide his face and walked back up the stairs a bit looking to Evania.

By then his sister had created the idea of a tour. Just great! He lips pursed with barely controlled anger before she shrugged it off and leaned on the railing to look back down to the boy. "So shall we lead you around like horses on a rope or will you follow? However, a dog seems to be more like your personality. Sweet, and loyal. Right?" He sneered, taking amusement out of picking at the boy again. He would leave the rest of the group to his sisters but he had found his prey already and it was simply fantastic to have fun again.