I sighed. I had no idea where to go. So I just kept on tokin' along, taking whichever turns caught my eye. One such turn brought me past a carnival. I had never been one for carnivals, but this one drew my attention. It looked like any other carnival, but from it came a pulsing dark energy. So I pulled in and decided to check it out. 

"Charnival" read the sign over the entrance, with its shiny silver turnstile gates and its ticket booths. Just outside the gate stood a rather large tiger in a  broad shouldered black suit. I tried to figure out what was different about this particular carnival when I saw him wave to me. It had to be me he was waving at, as there was nobody else in the parking lot. As I approached the odd looking tiger I saw that the place wasn't open for another couple of hours. Which was odd in my opinion. I'd have thought that a carnival would be open 24-7.

As I approached him he grinned at me in a huge grin full of sharp fangs. "Ah, you must be here to help with the New Year's Party. Good. We got plenty of volunteers for the actual event, but hardly anyone offered to help sign up. One thing though, whats your story? Your aura isn't that of my normal guests. I mean, you have the darkness about you of my normal guests, but you don't appear to be of dark origin, and the shape of your aura indicates that of a normal mortal."

I sighed. "You probably know more about it than I do. All I know is that I was kidnapped, and that I was found in a pool of blood surrounded by corpses when I was found a couple days later. Nobody is sure what happened. After that I had dark thoughts and urges. Oh, and I can do this." I held out an upturned paw and focused. A small, semitransparent flame that was inky black in color appeared half an inch above my palm. After a sec I shook my palm and the flame dissipated. 

He gave me a look. "Hmmm. Interesting. Well, if you'll follow me, preparations are being made over this way." and he started to walk off. When I didn't follow he turned around and walked back.

I shifted a little uneasily under his predatory gaze. "I have no idea where I am. I was run out of my home town and I've just been going where the road takes me, pardon the cliche. I don't know anything about this little party of yours, but I didn't volunteer."

He smiled again. It was pretty unnerving seeing all those fangs like that. "Well, we're pretty short handed and we need help setting up. Tell you what, if you help out with this I'll give you one of these." at which he pulled out a token. It appeared to be made from platinum on one side and obsidian on the other. The platinum side had a brightly smiling puppy cub on it. On closer inspection the puppy looked a lot like the pictures my mom had had of me as a cub. On the flip side of the coin, was the same image, except that somehow instead of the child like joy portrayed on the light side, the puppy on this side seemed to be taking sadistic pleasure from something not depicted. 

Well, my interest was piqued. It wasn't like I had any plans or appointments that I would be late for. "What is it?"

"It's an all access park pass. You can have it, if you help us out tonight."

Ok, that seemed more than a little suspicious. That was a very valuable deal for a single night's work. More and more I got the feeling that this wasn't an ordinary carnival. "Whats the catch?"

He grinned at me even wider (if that was even possible). "Oh, no catch. Because of your unique nature, you can enjoy both sides of any ride. And because of your talents you may even end up running a ride before the night is through. In other words, you'll be like an on and off employee I don't have to pay."

It seemed like a win-win to me. I got to enjoy myself as much as I wanted, and he got some free labor. "Ok then, where do I sign?"

He just handed me the coin. When it hit my palm, a cut developed under it. The dark side seemed to absorb the blood, and I could swear it started to resonate with the dark energy of the place. Something told me that I had just gotten a whole lot more than I bargained for. 

The tiger started toward the carnival once again, and this time I followed after him.

He led me through the carnival, which was mostly empty except for the performers preparing their acts and the custodial staff preparing for tonight's festivities. 

Soon we made our way to this really creepy looking shack. It was a single room affair with peeling paint, rotting wood, and holes in the roof. I figured that this was probably the haunted house. I tried the door, but it was locked. Looking over I saw a giant, shiny red button, right where one would expect the doorbell to be. 

Of course I pushed the shiny button. It was a shiny red button. You're supposed to push big red buttons. And they usually do something fun. Like drop the welcome mat out underneath you.

The only part of that that isn't fun is the landing. On my head. At an angle so my neck snapped. Loudly. 

A couple minutes later I felt the very familiar pains of regeneration. It didn't hurt quite as bad as it usually did. Either that or I was getting used to it. Now don't get me wrong. It still hurt like a son of a bitch. I suppose it probably had something to do with all the practice I kept getting. For some reason lately I had been a magnet for bad luck. Like being being hit by lightning. 5 times out of 5 thunderstorms. Or like this time, there was a pit of cushions a few feet away from where I had landed. Looking up I could see that the trap door was straight over the pit of cushions. So how had I landed over here? Oh well, it didn't matter. 

I heard approaching footsteps. I couldn't roll over and see who it was though, as my spine was still mending itself. All of a sudden through the cloud of tortured pain I felt myself lifted off the ground and being carried by someone with a very large, muscular chest. A deep basso voice said "Don't worry little one. We'll get you some help. Just you hang on and stay away from the light."

By the time finished, I was done healing up (I'd learned that by focusing on the final goal of being healed I could speed up the process a whole bunch.) I looked up and saw kind gray rabbit face peering down a me. I couldn't help my self, I reached up and beeped his cute little nose. Then I curled up and nuzzled into his chest. I have a weakness for rabbits and he was a hunk.

He was wearing some sort of wetsuit thingy for a costume. It was black in color with white stripes. It sorta reminded me of Nike ad. I licked his face (its a dog thing). He dropped me on my ass and blushed a deep red. "No, I'm not. I mean, I like girls. I mean... Wait a minute... Wasn't your spine broken?"

"I dunno, probably. I didn't know this was a costume party. I don't have a thing to wear."

He got really a little ticked at this "This isn't a costume. I'm am EVADE. Evil trembles before me, criminals shrink in fear, women swoon at the very mention of my name. You should be honored to meet me."

I rolled my eyes. He sounded like a complete douche. But that wasn't the feel his aura gave me. His aura was that of someone who was troubled and confused, possibly in denial. And from the emphasis he put on the word women I was fairly certain I knew what.

I got up off my butt and pressed into his buff chest. "How about a thank you for saving me then?"

He blushed beet red and fumbled for words. I giggled and climbed onto his back. Which was when I finally noticed that I wasn't nearly as tall as I should have been. Either that or this guy was monstrously huge. I giggled again because I felt like a giddy little kid. 

I decided to give the poor guy a break. I sat on his shoulder and asked "which way is the party?" 

"The party isn't ready yet. We're still setting up."

"I know, I was sent to help decorate, but I'm sort of lost."

After I said this he gave me an odd look. Obviously he wasn't expecting that. "Aren't you a little young for this? I mean, you don't look more than 7."

This surprised me a little, but there wasn't much I could do about it. "Actually I'm 18."

"Well, then you have the best costume I've seen. But whatever." He started strolling out the door, me still perched on his shoulder. We entered a large space with a long table covered with punch, pizza, and assorted junk food against the east wall. On the far wall (the north one) there was a DJ booth with what appeared to be a red fox vixen nailed to the front. She was completely naked, and she had a large spike through her head. Dangling from the rafters were a half a dozen furs of various ages, species and genders (although none as young as I apparently looked). There were a couple dozen more nooses hanging from the rafters, looking rather inviting.

At some point my pants had fallen off, and the only thing on my upper body was my red vest. It didn't bug me too much, I actually preferred being like this. TO my embarrassment though, I was getting a little hard at the sight. I'd never thought of death as being erotic, but here it was. I dunno if getting younger had changed my thinking in any way, or if it was the atmosphere, my I found myself grinding against the large rabbit's shoulder. I also started to gently nom on his ear.

"Well here we are... WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?!" The Evade bellowed. I was suddenly very glad that there was nobody in the part room. 

The hero jerked his shoulders aside, causing me to fall flat on my ass. He quickly picked me up and put me on my feet. He was blushing so hard I probably could have started a fire by holding paper to his face. "I'm sorry, But I'm n-not like that." 

I giggled. The whole situation seemed ridiculous to me. I hugged him around his waist, which was all I could do because of how short I was. Fortunately it also gave me a good excuse to press my face into his crotch. He laughed nervously and backed away. I decided to let it lie. For now. Dun dun dunnn.

I started to wonder exactly what I needed to do to decorate around here. It looked pretty much set up to me. The mandatory black and orange streamers were hung around. The tables with the food had severed heads every couple of feet. The walls had dead bodies nailed to them. I turned to my new jackrabbit friend. "It looks set up. What am I here to help with."

At which he sighed. "I seen you didn't know. Seems like nobody did. Oh well, to bad there is no way to back out. You see, you didn't volunteer to put up decorations, you volunteered to be a decoration." 

At that he picked me up and slipped a noose around my neck. He cinched it tight and pulled down on my legs with a gentle but steady pressure. I felt the rope constrict my neck. My lungs started to scream for air as the rope cut me off from my regular supply. My vision started to go dark and my neck ached badly. My lungs burned fiercely. But some how I was enjoying it. In the past I would have fought desperately to escape, but this time the pain felt good. It was a very bizarre sensation. I could feel my cock pushing it way out of its sheath. 

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of being choked to death by this sexy rabbit. Suddenly I couldn't feel my heart beating anymore, and the roar of the blood pressure in my ears abated. My lungs stopped burning. I felt so peaceful. I figured that I had either blacked out or was dead. Except I could still feel my body in a detached sort of way. 

All of a sudden I felt my cock enveloped in a wet warmth. I felt something rubbing itself all over my shaft. I desperately wanted to move my body to get more of that wonderful feeling. But I couldn't move. It was as if my body was dead but my mind was still in it. 

After a huge amount of effort I did manage to open my eyes. What I saw was sort of surprising and sort of expected. The large rabbit had pressed his muzzles up to my crotch and was sucking on what he had found there. With his hand that was on my legs holding me still. His other hand was rubbing an enormous bulge in suit. He had his eyes closed and he was obviously enjoying himself.

All of a sudden I felt the familiar pain of coming back. The disembodied feeling went away and the waves of hot and cold started. Rather than being horribly painful this time though I was enjoying it. It was as if I was starting to enjoy pain

All that pushed me over the edge. I started cumming hard. As I did the Evade jerked himself away from me. He blushed hard and fled the room. I probably would have gone after him, but I had agreed to be a decoration. I could always find him later. I just couldn't let an opportunity to tease and fuck a superhero pass.