Just an Idea

 Home girl gets high and starts tripping. Starts blacking in and out. Looks down and sees that she’s miraculously pregnant. Calls her friend over cause she doesn’t know what to do. Friend comes over and turns into some angel nurse and delivers the baby. Rando demon shows up and snatches the baby. Main girl blacks out. Next day she tells her friend about a crazy dream she had, and her friend tells her that it might not have been a dream after all. They scratch their heads confused. Several days later a nineteen year old boy shows up saying main girls his mother, and tells her that he’s been living in hell, and he just got released. DA! DA! DAAAA!

My Daughter is The Mountain

     Once upon a time there was a man who lived at the base of a mountain. The townspeople over the years had become concerned for the man, because some geologist had told them that it was not a mountain but a volcano they lived next too. The geologist told them that they were safe for now, but if the ground started to shack that they should call them immediately. 
    Several months later the townspeople felt the ground tremble, it was so faint that most of them thought they had imagined it. The day after that the ground shuck a little harder. For the days following the ground trembled harder than the day before. By then the townspeople had called the geologist, but they were at least three days away. They had told everyone to plan for an emergency evacuation. As everyone is stocking up on food, and some are packing and leaving the town. The man that lived at the foot of the mountain strolled into the general store, without a worry in the world. The store manager urged his neighbor to leave his home. When the man refused the store manager told him what the geologist said. The man put down his six pack of beer hard on the counter, and looked his old friend in the eyes.
    "I know what the white coats said, and I'll tell you what I told them. My daughter is the mountain."
    The store manager was speechless, a look of terror, and sadness was in his eyes. See five years ago the man that lives at the foot of the mountain used to have a daughter, but unfortunately she passed. When an old tree fell and crushed her. The old man grabbed his beer, threw his money on the counter, and made his way back to the truck.
    One day the ground shook so hard it left a crack in the middle of main street. Fortunately the geologists showed up just in time and evacuated everyone from the town. As the Sherriff was leaving he told the geologist about the man at the bottom of the volcano. The youngest geologist ran up to get the old man while everyone else left.
    When he pulled up to the old mans property the smell of ribs lingered through the air. The geologist had to wipe his mouth to stop the drawl. He ran around back, and saw the old man. In one hand an ice cold beer, in the other tongues. The whippersnapper ran up to the man and urged him that he must go. He told the man that this wasn't just a mountain but a volcano, and it's going to be active any day now. The old man walked over to a cooler flipped it open, grabbed a beer and offered it to the boy. The boy politely refused and continued to urge the man to leave.
    The old man then said, "What do you want to happen? Why did you come all of the way up here? You fix'n to die or something?"
    The geologist response, "There's an active volcano, and I don't want to see anyone get hurt. So pleases sir come with me."
    "But I already told you and you're buddies that I will never leave the foot of this mountain. A father should never leave his child if she might be in danger. So the fact that you come up here after being told that means that you lookin for something young man. You waiting just like me. To see if it's a volcano or a child just throwing a temper tantrum," the old man tells him.
    The young boy and the man both remained there. They went in and grabbed some plates. They set the table out back, and enjoyed their dinner. The whole time the ground shook, rumbled, and tumbled. The next morning the old man told the young boy to go a top the mountain and give this to his daughter. The boy did as he said. The boy went up, and never came back down. The trembles in the ground has ceased about an hour after the boy left.
    Several years later the team of geologist returned with some police. They had been convinced that the old man had killed their young colleague. As the man was being hauled off to jail he final got a look at the whole mountain the further they got.

    A top a mountain,
 Yes, a mountain
    A door is there, 

        and 

Once you've entered,
    You will see,
  My family so beautiful
    and 
     Fair

 

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Possible Opening

It was ten minutes before midnight. Emperor Fall was walking up to the meeting house with his advisor. They were discussing what order they wanted to go in for the festival this year. As they approached the gloomy building the emperor saw Emperor Summer leaned up against a wall having a smoke. He told his advisor to go ahead inside he would be right in.

Emperor Fall walked over to the smoking emperor. “Last time I saw you smoking you had just learned you were having a boy,” Fall said to Summer. The emperor did not respond he continued to look off into the night. “Can I bum one? You know I’m a social smoker,” Fall held out his hand.

Emperor Summer put the smoke in between his lips,  reached into the pocket in his coat, and grab the pack. He then opened it plucked two out, and put the pack back. He dropped one into Falls awaiting hand, and put the other behind his ear.

Emperor Fall snapped his finger and I spark came from it, and he lit his smoke. “Why so glum?” Fall asked leaning up against the wall too.

Emperor Summer didn’t respond at first. He looked up at the night sky and said, “Winter,” he fixed his gaze back to what was in front of him.

“Shit,” Fall said looking at the quite emperor. “What’s the problem?” Fall thought about what it could be. “Sum don’t tell me your worried about what I think your worried about.” Summer didn’t respond he just continued to look out over the land. Fall pushed himself off of the wall and walked in front of Summer. “How would you even know. We abolished the years just so we wouldn’t have to worry about it.”

“When he last time you looked at the moons,” Summer pointed up.

But Fall refused to look up. “When’s the last time you took a look at Winter’s heroes?” he paused. “Oh, wait you can’t. She doesn’t have any!” Fall raised his voice to the sceptical emperor.

“I have a source that says,” Fall cut him off.

“What, a source that what? Snuck into Winter’s district and hear a rumor,” Fall quickly became agitated.

“No!” Emperor Summer got loud. “I have a source that says Winter dumped all of winter gift into one soul,” he lowered his voice.

“No, no, no, no,” Fall started getting slightly worried. “If she had done that she would of, of” he began repeating himself. “That person wouldn’t be able to live,” he finally got his sentence out.

“Sure,” Summer tapped Fall on the shoulder before throwing his smoke into the boiling mot that surrounded his entrance. “Don’t forget to put that thing out,” he told Fall as he walked into the meeting house.

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“It’s about time Fall,” Spring teased him as he walked into the room. “Or should I call you Lord Emperor Fall,” she continued to joke. Fall shoot the empress a dirty look that made her stop.

“Great now that we’re all here let’s begin,” Summer tried to get the meeting underway. “Now what order shall we march in for the first day of the festival,” Summer waved his advisor to come over with the white board.

No one said a word. Fall and Spring were still trying to forget last year when Fall and Spring almost destroyed the meeting house because they wanted to be first. There was still golden poison ivy slowly crawling up the wall. When Emperor Summer saw it he told them that witch ever one won that person would be first in the festival. The only problem was the gold and ivy were bonded together. So they would technically both make it to the mark Summer had carved out on the wall.

“Any takers,” Summer looked around the table. Fall looked at Spring, and Spring shot a look back at him.

“I say we give the spot to Winter,” Fall said.

“I second that,” Spring jumped in. “The last time the winter district was first was waaay to long ago,” she tried not to mention the amount of years.

“What do you say?” Summer looked over at the unshocked empress.

“I know what you guys are trying to do, and, no. Summer you go first, Spring, then Fall, and I’ll go last,” she told them.

“What is it you think we are trying to do?” Fall began to pry.

“You guys want to know it I have a her-,” Summer cut her off.

“That’s a great order Winter we’ll go with that,” Summer sent I zap to Falls abdominal. Fall jumped then looked over at Summer, who was looking at the empresses.

Quickly I silence fell in the room. They could all feel the tension, but they didn’t know where it was coming from. Spring looked over at Fall who was looking at Summer. Summer was locked in a staring contest with Winter. When the other two noticed they both put their heads downs, and waved all the advisors to back away.

See they all knew that they were powerful, and when they were in their own district they were the most powerful ones. But when they came to the meeting hall there were ranks. In their earlier years it was Summer, Winter, Fall, and Spring. Over the years Fall and Spring both seemed to match up. But there was always doubts about the other two, and if that order was right. Fall and Spring were known for fighting with one another trying to move up. Then there was Summer and Winter. They never fought or even matched up each other's strength. One day Winter just stated that Summer was the strongest out of all of them so he should lead the meetings, and because the other two new they couldn’t even touch her they just simply agreed.

“Okay,” Spring finally decided to break the chilling silence. “I think we should take a couple of hours and come back. It doesn’t seem like we have all of our stuff together.” She stood up. Fall immediately followed her.

“That’s fine with me,” Summer said without breaking his stare from Winter. Winter stood up still looking at the emperor. “We’ll meet back here in seven hours.”

“How about nine?” Spring asked. “It’s just you know how I feel about the number nine and,” Summer cut her off.

“Alright nine hours,” he broke his stare and stood up. “But you’ll be presenting first Spring,” he pointed at her.

“My pleasure,” she did a little curtsy.

Both Fall and Spring left out of their entrances at the same time. Winter and Summer stood in the frame other theirs looking at one another. Summer put his hand up and the ceiling dissolved.

“You may have abolished the years, but you didn’t abolish them,” he pointed up at the moons and left.

The two moons of the planet were quite low that night, and Lanu who normally shone bright and gloriously had a purple hue to it. Core the dark moon also seemed to have the same hue glowing from it.

“Shit.”