The Joker

Chapter 2
The Game

Chapter Description: Very little transformation in this chapter, and absolutely no AR yet. Be patient. Our characters are thrown into a situation that's a little bit more than strange.

"Aiiiieeee", Joëlle said, rising from her slumber, her eyes still closed, "Pourquoi est-ce lit si dur?!" Still half-asleep, she didn’t bother thinking or speaking in English. Feeling around though, she couldn’t feel the end of her bed. In fact, she couldn’t even feel her blankets! All that was covering her was the pajamas that she wore to bed.

With a jolt, she jumped up, and scanned the room to see where she was. The darkness made it near-impossible to see, so her touch was the only thing to guide her. Clinging to the wall, she eventually circled the room and found a light switch, unprepared for what she might see. The light near-blinded her, but when her eyes adjusted, her heart started racing, and her mouth fell agape, "Mais...ceci c’est...."

"Correct, this is ye olde fourth-grade classroom, isn’t it?", a voice boomed from the loud speaker. Between the bright light and the eerily high voice, others started to rise from the floor. Rebecca, Mark, and Andy all woke up and looked around in confusion and fear. "Aah, I see we’re all awake now, are we?", the voice said. Rebecca was dressed in a purple pair of pajamas, both a shirt and bottom, and Andy was similarly dressed, but in a light green, and several of his buttons undone. Mark, on the other hand, was there clad only with his black boxer-briefs.

"The fuck are you?", Mark threatened, his instincts not allowing him to watch his mouth for Andy.

"Oh, right, I should probably explain, shouldn’t I?", the voice joked, "I am Ikol, a Halloween spirit."

"Oh, yeah. That’s believable. No. Who are you, and why are we here, you son of a bitch?!"

"Oh, you don’t believe me, do you?" The tone of the voice went from playful to dead-serious in no time flat. "Well, maybe a little demonstration is in order." The voice went silent for a few seconds, until a cloud of sparkling purple smoke surrounded Rebecca.

"Teacher!", Andy screamed, alerting the others to her crisis. Everyone rushed over to her, more to see what was happening than to help the problem. As the smoke dispersed, it became apparent that it probably would have been for the best had they not rushed towards her. Not knowing what had happened, herself, Rebecca stood there plainly, looking at the others.

She was suddenly naked. Her previously covered bits were on full display. While certainly a bit plain, her decent C-cups and curves were more than enough to bring Mark to attention. Joëlle was in so much shock with what had happened, that she couldn’t even muster a quick smack to Mark. Andy, on the other hand, simply giggled, "Teacher! You’re naked!"

With that, Rebecca screamed at the top of her lungs, and covered herself with her arms. Her face was beat-red. Luckily, though, she knew that she always kept towels in the closet of her classroom, in case there was an accident of some sort. "Hey, Joëlle, could you go open the closet and get me a towel?"

She ran over to the other side of the room, and tried to open the closet, but with no luck. "Now, now, I can’t have you opening that up, now can I? What fun is a trick if you could fix it so easily?", Ikol boomed through the loud-speaker, "Regardless, do you believe me now, Marky-boy?"

"Fine. You’re a spirit or whatever. Just what do you want?", his language and anger having been dulled after the blood left his brain, having seen Rebecca.

"I told you already, did I not? I’m not just any spirit, I’m a Halloween Spirit! Remember what kids say as they ask for candy? Well, I made that. This year, it is a year of tricks, and it seems that you are my toys!"

Hearing the word ’toys’, Andy perked up a little bit. "So you just want to play with us, right?", he inquired.

"Of course! What else would I want to do with humans, after all?"

"So what do you want to play?"

"Well, since you asked so nicely, little boy, I’ll explain."[size=4][/size]