Hey guys, I wrote a little flashback to explain how Gary Parker came to be such an evil person.

I hope no one minds that I'm posting before my turn and this doesn't count as the actual chapter I'll write later on. But I thought it'd be good to keep this thing alive and it's the first time in a long while we see another bit of the story posted nine days from the previous chapter

This shouldn't lead to any mix ups incase someone started writing their next chapter. It's a flashback and I am planning on writing one about Majo as well.



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The life and death of Gary Parker.



Everything that is evil starts out as something good.

“Gary? Where are you Gary?”
Several childeren where playing their favorit game, hide and seek.
It’s funny how something as simple as that can entertain us so in our younger days.
“This isn’t funny anymore Gary, please come here.” Meya shouted. “I’m going to tell your aunt about this and you’ll be in trouble.” She paused to see if he would respond to this threat, but he didn’t. “I swear, I’ll do it.” But she knew that Gary wouldn’t believe her if she heard him. She was to fond of him to tell on him and get him into trouble.
She’d have to miss him for days if she’d tell on him. And who would she play with then?
Marcus, who she had found in less then a minute because he was to fat to fit in the barrel he tried to hide in. Or Reglia, who always pulled her ears if Gary wasn’t looking.
Timmy wasn’t to bad, he was a little quiet ever since the kids went on an adventure that took them to Greenthorpe mansion. Nobody knows what he saw and nobody ever asks him for it.
Somethings are best left unknown and even though they were still young, they knew this was one of those things.

“Gary?” Reglia shouted. She was starting to get worried as well. She knew that he liked a joke but this had gone on long enough now. “Let’s go look for him.” Marcus said lazily.
Even talking costed him to much energy and it didn’t look like he was going to get out from underneath that tree even though he suggested to go look for Gary.
“What do you think we’ve been doing lardhead?” Reglia said. “This game is called hide and SEEK for a reason, geek.” Meya giggled.

“He may be a lardhead but he is right.” Timmy said. “It’s getting dark and if we don’t get home in time our parents will start to get worried.”
Marcus wanted to get up, but after a few sighs and puffs he decided that it was best for him to stay behind in case Gary came back.
Reglia gave him a soft kick against his big behind and shook her head. “One day you’ll sit still forever because you’d be too fat to get up.” Timmy smiled.
He thought she was pretty, two golden brown pony tails were hanging down her shoulders and her eyes would sparkle if she made one of these mean comments. He enjoyed hearing her voice, he had enjoyed it ever since they started to play together. The people in town called them ‘The little pack.’ Wherever they went. They always went together.
If only they had stayed together this time…



“Gary? Where are you Gary.”
Dear Meya, if his feelings could be described for her in adult terms, they’d be called love.
But how does a child call those feelings? All the signs were there.
The blushy cheeks underneath his fur when she talked to him. The way he teased her to hide what he really felt. It’s funny how little rabbits at that age did that to show a girl they liked her. His dad always said that he would never understand a woman, but he could imagine that it was just as hard for women to understand them.

He walked a little further into the cave he had discovered.
Gary was looking for a good place to hide and stumbled over something underneath the grass.
When he looked to see what it was that made him stumble he noticed a hole in the ground, just big enough for a small rabbit to squeeze through.
In the eyes of an adult, his next move would have been one of great courage or stupidity.
But in the eyes of a child, it was the perfect hiding place.
A narrow tunnel crawled through the thick and dark earth towards the north. Several strange crystals in the sides of the tunnel lit everything up so that he could see where he was going.
His mind told him to stay put but he decided to ignore the good advice and he wandered on.
“I’m going to tell your aunt…” Sweet Meya. ‘I know you won’t’ He thought to himself.
He reached the end of the tunnel and entered a massive cave underneath the earth. Lit up by hundreds of Crystals. He stood there in awe over the size of this cave.
A cold stream of wind playfully teased his earlobes. He didn’t know why and he knew he should not do this. But he took a few steps into the cave and stepped into a small stream of icy cold water. His foot blocked up the path of the water like a dam and it felt like the cold water bit in his feet. But he was to bedazzled to feel anything.
This was how the archeologists must have felt when they discovered the grave of king Nozz. The first king of the old times that had united the rabbits of Carrotus.
The air in here was thick and smelled sour, could he have been the first person that had entered this cave in thousands of years or more maybe. He could have even been the very first person that entered this cage since the beginning of time. His imagination seemed to have no limits, but he soon found out that his last assumption wasn’t correct when he noticed a drawing on the far wall.



“He must’ve dissapeared somewhere around here.” Timmy said.
The sun was setting over the treetops now it would not be long untill it would be dark. An hour, maybe less.They all searched down the area in which Gary had dissapeared, inch by inch. Untill Meya noticed a hole underneath a patch of grass.
It seemed that Gary hadn’t covered up his little secret as well as he hoped he had.
“Here, look.” One of his wristbands was resting in the sand.
Timmy, Meya and Reglia were all looking at eachother. They looked rather scared.
“Gary?” Meya said. Softer then before, scarder then before.



The drawing depicted the monsteresque form of a man, thick black lines where drawn over him. As if he was locked in a cage.
Gary was drawn to it’s eyes, as if the drawing had placed an enchantment upon him.
‘Touch me Gary, touch me and free me. Please Gary I’ve been alone for ages.’
The drawing had gotten inside of his head. The young rabbit’s mouth hang open and a small stream of drool fell from the corner of his mouth.
A muffled “Yes…”. Barely audible escaped from his lips and he brought his fingers to the drawing. ‘Good boy. You’ll be rewarded Gary, you’ll be a rich man. I’ll give you everything you want Gary, free me.’ The monsters voice was so friendly and calm it was soothing and it was not long before his fingers touched the cold rock.
Gary’s heart stopped, for a second, for a minute. For one brief period of time he had lost all track of time. It felt like an eternity of pain and anger soared through him.
He did not scream, he could not scream. The monster was his throat, the monster was his head, his eyes, his ears. And then, all of a sudden. Everything seemed to go back to normal.

“Gary, you scared us. Didn’t you hear me? I called out your name.”
The young boy turned around and looked straight into Timmy’s eyes.
All colour left Timmy’s face. He had looked into the eyes of a monster before and it had left him crippled. He wasn’t sure what too say and decided that it was best not to say anything at all. It had helped him out before.
Gary gave the two girls a big hug and then turned his back on them to look at Timmy.
He grinned and placed his pointer finger on his lip. His eyes glowing.
‘This could be the start of a beautiful friendship Gary.’