Scooby Doo
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Requiem
Prologue
Death is the most romantic thing possible. Can you imagine anything more passionate than the agony of the body, trying to keep its soul? We’re all in love with life. Death helps us realize how much. How much is your life worth for you? You will learn once you’re about to lose it. When Death, dressed in a black suit, with a bow tie, comes to take away your love, that is your life. Or your loved ones. Would you sacrifice yourself to keep them? Death is a formidable rival. We all fall for his charm in the end. Death is the best lover. You can always count on it. He is never late. He never fails or cheats. No broken promises. Of course no soul can resist such a gentleman. And the best thing is: the wedding night lasts for eternity. The bed is a coffin, the blanket is made of flowers. The wedding march is sung by a nightingale. The priest is the same. The church is Mother Nature. Isn’t it romantic? No human shall sever this bond. However, they say there was someone who did…
Two hundred years ago, or maybe earlier (legends are ageless after all, unlike our memory), in a Transylvanian village named Bord – or somewhere else – there lived a young couple. They had been knowing each other since childhood. They used to play together in the fields and meadows, chasing butterflies, counting petals of the roses, singing folk songs and playing games, as usual for children of their age. They grew up to become the finest young adults in the village. The guy was handsome, tall and strong. The girl’s beauty was praised by everyone, her long black hair and her eyes of the same color drew the attention of several swains. But they were all turned down. The girl’s heart had long been taken. She spent all her time with her fiancé, as if they were inseparable.
Unfortunately, every story must have a villain. Such love as that of Irina and Mihail always gives rise to envy. One of the swains happened to be the master of servants at the castle of the landlord. Out of revenge for the refusal, he reported to the lord about the beauty of the girl. The lord didn’t need much convincing that Irina would be the perfect wife, and the mother of the lord’s heirs. It was just about time for the lord to secure the continuation of his noble bloodline. The price had to be the same: blood. Mihail, after falsly being accused of theft, had been imprisoned, waiting for his execution. Every obstacle seemed to have been successfully removed, the preparations were made for the wedding of the lord with Irina. She would have suicided, but there was one small problem: she was pregnant with Mihail’s son. Scandal was about to break out. Rumors spread as fast as pestilence. However, the feudal lord was willing to go as far as required to fend off the shame. He canceled the marriage, and exiled Irina. The poor woman had no choice. This time she had to be engaged with death. She ran off to the marsh, and was swallowed by the night.
However, this was not the end. After the incident, several villagers saw her ghost roaming around the moorland, singing a sad song:
’My lover had a fair face,
I gave my lover a kiss,
Nothing’s fair on earth’s surface,
In hell I found my bliss.’
I gave my lover a kiss,
Nothing’s fair on earth’s surface,
In hell I found my bliss.’
Her apparition was said to have returned, as her soul was one with Mihail’s. She came back to reunite with her lover. But his execution was suspended, and he was set free. Later he moved to another town, settled, and made a family. Irina’s been searching for her lost happiness ever since, mourning over the death of her lost child, and taking her revenge on the cursed land by seducing travellers, who lose their way in the marsh.
„Velma, are you finished? This story creeps me out.”- moaned Shaggy.
„Sorry, I just thought it’s nice to know about the legends of the country we’re visiting.”- answered the above mentioned girl, closing the guide book in her hands, and adjusted her glasses.
„You should have kept it for yourself.”- sulked Shaggy.
„Don’t be rude Shag, this story was so touching.”- reprimanded Daphne.
„What do you think, Fred?”- turned Shaggy to Fred, who was driving the Mystery Machine.
„Yeah sure.” - answered Fred with a shrug.
„Yeah sure what?”- Shaggy kept on pushing.
„Look, I have to focus on driving. These Romanian roads are terrible. The potholes are just…”- he made a snarl in stead of the last word.
„I hope the Black Sea is worth all this trouble.”- added Daphne.
„Come on guys, don’t whine, the surroundings are so lovely.”- raved Velma. However, her enthusiasm disappeared when they bumped over a huge hole in the ground. The car stopped.
„No, no, no! Just no!”- cried Fred.- „Okay I get out now and check the tyres.”- he said, and a minute later he returned:
„One of the tyres is flat now. Where is the spare wheel?”- he turned to Shaggy.
„The spare wheel?”- Shaggy swallowed his growing anxiety.
„Yes, help me out Shag.”- Fred raised his eyebrow.
„I’m afraid I can’t.”
„What do you mean you can’t?”
„There is no spare wheel.”
„What the…don’t tell me you took it off at home.”
„Sorry, but we needed place for all the food.”
„Yup, food.”- barked Scooby.
„You idiot! What do we do now?”- Fred hit the side of the Mystery Machine in his anger.
„Calm down guys, there is a town nearby. Bord. I’m sure…”-she couldn’t finish, as Shaggy interrupted:
„Bord? You mean the ghost town from the story? No way I’m going there!”
„Shut up, it’s all your fault we’re in this situation, so just please: don’t complain.”- scolded Fred.
„Alright.”- Shaggy raised his hands. „I give up.”
„Me too, me too.”- repeated Scooby, and he raised his front paws as well.
„Let’s hope we find help there.”- said Fred with a resigned tone, and got into the car. They slowly continued their way, and soon got the first glimpse of the steeple of the village. As they drew nearer, some terrible sight welcomed them, along with an even worse smell: the road was covered with the dead bodies of rats, rotting for probably days now, under the hot summer sun. As they drove on, reproachful faces appeared in the windows, and the shutters got shut.
„What’s going on here?”- Velma’s voice was faint. The car faced a small hill now, that couldn’t be climbed with a flat tyre, so Fred turned off the engine. They got out of the car, and walked over to the top of the hill. Only then they saw the castle that was the reminder of the sad events that took place in the past.
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