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The Vexen
Submitted by tivum, 24-10-2017, 06:01 PM, Thread ID: 52779
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There was a little boy who lived in a town out in a rural part of the country, he was a playful little boy. He would always go up in the hills in the morning, play all day and when the sun set he would start his hike back home.
His mother always warned him that playing in the hills was dangerous and told him ancient stories and myths. He still went anyway.
The myth of the Vexen is the story she would tell her son, this is the story.
There was a mythological creature who lived in the hills called the Vexen. The Vexen is a 10 foot tall creature with a horrid face, he didn't really bob when he walked, he just kind of... hovered. He would "hover" very slowly. The Vexen would come out at midnight and look for something to eat, his normal diet was goats and pigs who roamed the hills.
The boy started up the hill one day.He would go to the top of the hill where he could see for miles around. The boy played in an old house that he pretended was a fort, the house was from an execution site back in the 1600's
The next day the boy goes to the top of the hill, and plays in the house, he would usethe metal rod as a pretend cannon. He loved this new fort, it was the best thing he had ever seen.He goes back down the hill at about 10:00 PM and as he makes it onto the path off of the heal he hears a loud un-human like scream/growl that sounds like it's miles away, he passes it off as a goat... he came off of the hill and hit the path at 12:01 AM...
He went home that night and told his mom about the new fort he had made. She was happy she was also worried about how he came home so late. She would always warn him of The Vexen. The Vexen is supposed to be a fake story that parents would tell their children to get them to stay out of the woods after dark but..
The boy made the 2 hour trek up the hill again that morning and played in his fort all day, he added a roof onto the house using some old tin roofing laying around, it leaked but it was good enough for the boy. He made a bed out of leaves and bamboo sticks. The boy was so confident in his new structure that he wanted to stay the night, he decided he would wait till tomorrow night so he could pack up some supplies.
The next morning before his parents wake up, the boy packs up some water, sandwiches, and toilet paper. He then made the hike up the hill once again.
7:00 PM came along as it was starting to get dark out and he had remembered the stories that his mom told him about The Vexen but he didn't believe it, he was smart enough to know his mother was just saying that.
11:00 PM rolled by and the boy thought he'd have a snack, he ate the sandwiches so he ventured out with his flashlight and found some wild berries to snack on.
The boy soon looked down at his watch. The watch read 12:03 AM.
He knew the stories his mother told him were untrue but he was still worried as any kid would be. The boy, being worried, scurried back to his "fort" and pulled the weak door closed.
12:10 AM... the boy starts sweating and feeling dizzy, he knows something is wrong. As any kid would, he started to run home to his mother, as soon as he stepped out of the house, appearing in the distance was the black and shadowy creature... The Vexen. The boy could hear the low ominous hum as he moved slower and slower. The Vexen was 300 feet behind him and the boy was running like crazy, the only thing he could think about was moving his feet faster than humanly possible. He stopped a mile down the hill for a break as he'd just ran for what seemed like forever. He looked behind him and all around him and didn't see anything or hear anything. He started walking back down at a normal pace and thought to himself "That was just a dream, things like that aren't real" then as he makes it around the path The Vexen appears around the corner and stands there, 10 feet from the boy. The boy and The Vexen were froze. The only thing the boy could do was stand there, he could head the low hum coming from The Vexen as he stood there, he could see his white face... red eyes... as he towered above the boy. The Vexen let out the loudest scream known to man and started inching closer, the boy took off in the other direction and just as he popped around the other corner The Vexen was waiting for him, The Vexen froze the boy, The Vexen inched closer and closer until he was breathing in the boys face.
The Vexen screamed in latin "qui tandem circumeam montes morietur"
The boy was never seen again.
His mother always warned him that playing in the hills was dangerous and told him ancient stories and myths. He still went anyway.
The myth of the Vexen is the story she would tell her son, this is the story.
There was a mythological creature who lived in the hills called the Vexen. The Vexen is a 10 foot tall creature with a horrid face, he didn't really bob when he walked, he just kind of... hovered. He would "hover" very slowly. The Vexen would come out at midnight and look for something to eat, his normal diet was goats and pigs who roamed the hills.
The boy started up the hill one day.He would go to the top of the hill where he could see for miles around. The boy played in an old house that he pretended was a fort, the house was from an execution site back in the 1600's
The next day the boy goes to the top of the hill, and plays in the house, he would usethe metal rod as a pretend cannon. He loved this new fort, it was the best thing he had ever seen.He goes back down the hill at about 10:00 PM and as he makes it onto the path off of the heal he hears a loud un-human like scream/growl that sounds like it's miles away, he passes it off as a goat... he came off of the hill and hit the path at 12:01 AM...
He went home that night and told his mom about the new fort he had made. She was happy she was also worried about how he came home so late. She would always warn him of The Vexen. The Vexen is supposed to be a fake story that parents would tell their children to get them to stay out of the woods after dark but..
The boy made the 2 hour trek up the hill again that morning and played in his fort all day, he added a roof onto the house using some old tin roofing laying around, it leaked but it was good enough for the boy. He made a bed out of leaves and bamboo sticks. The boy was so confident in his new structure that he wanted to stay the night, he decided he would wait till tomorrow night so he could pack up some supplies.
The next morning before his parents wake up, the boy packs up some water, sandwiches, and toilet paper. He then made the hike up the hill once again.
7:00 PM came along as it was starting to get dark out and he had remembered the stories that his mom told him about The Vexen but he didn't believe it, he was smart enough to know his mother was just saying that.
11:00 PM rolled by and the boy thought he'd have a snack, he ate the sandwiches so he ventured out with his flashlight and found some wild berries to snack on.
The boy soon looked down at his watch. The watch read 12:03 AM.
He knew the stories his mother told him were untrue but he was still worried as any kid would be. The boy, being worried, scurried back to his "fort" and pulled the weak door closed.
12:10 AM... the boy starts sweating and feeling dizzy, he knows something is wrong. As any kid would, he started to run home to his mother, as soon as he stepped out of the house, appearing in the distance was the black and shadowy creature... The Vexen. The boy could hear the low ominous hum as he moved slower and slower. The Vexen was 300 feet behind him and the boy was running like crazy, the only thing he could think about was moving his feet faster than humanly possible. He stopped a mile down the hill for a break as he'd just ran for what seemed like forever. He looked behind him and all around him and didn't see anything or hear anything. He started walking back down at a normal pace and thought to himself "That was just a dream, things like that aren't real" then as he makes it around the path The Vexen appears around the corner and stands there, 10 feet from the boy. The boy and The Vexen were froze. The only thing the boy could do was stand there, he could head the low hum coming from The Vexen as he stood there, he could see his white face... red eyes... as he towered above the boy. The Vexen let out the loudest scream known to man and started inching closer, the boy took off in the other direction and just as he popped around the other corner The Vexen was waiting for him, The Vexen froze the boy, The Vexen inched closer and closer until he was breathing in the boys face.
The Vexen screamed in latin "qui tandem circumeam montes morietur"
The boy was never seen again.
RE: The Vexen
24-10-2017, 08:15 PM
#2 so the Vexens a latinoo huh! nice story, best part was (he even made his own toilet) lel
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RE: The Vexen
24-10-2017, 08:15 PMv4hl Wrote: so the Vexens a latinoo huh! nice story, best part was (he even made his own toilet) lel
Had to throw a lil bit of comedy in there, I based this off a few creepy pastas I've heard of mashed into one. Translate the Latin part lol.
24-10-2017, 08:15 PMv4hl Wrote: so the Vexens a latinoo huh! nice story, best part was (he even made his own toilet) lel
update, removed it.
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