...As The Story Goes...In the old tales of The Brothers Grim, the pied piper came to Hamelin with the solution to their rat infestation. Using his pipe and the song he played with it, he led all the rats out of the town and into the country side, saving the townspeople from the filth and disease that the rats carried. That is the story we were all told when we were young. But that is not the real story, not in the least. The Pied Piper was not a story of the good Piper aiding the town in their time of need, no, it was a story of greed and indulgence, as the Piper had an agenda of his own. In reality, this story didn't even take place when the Grim Brothers say, let alone how, they stated it happened. The Brothers Grim had written this story to erase the horrible events that even the crown will not recognize. But then again, a sadistic Master Demonic being with the power to corrupt the minds of humanity and the tragic events he caused, is something any author would attempt to cover up. Right?
Imagine if you can, a lonely country town in the 1800's, farmers, blacksmiths, weavers and herders, humble people carrying themselves through their day, perpetuated by chores and tasks to help them survive the winter. When all they have worked for, the crops for the winter, the feed for the animals, put in danger by something so simple as a rat, one could only imagine the despair. Now imagine a man walking into that village with a solution, a man who scared the town priest back into his church, who's red eyes spoke of evil to these god-fearing people. The Piper, Barracus would play his pipe and lead the rats away from the town, drowning them in the river so they could never come back and spoil their stocks. He even stood in the towns small square, playing a few notes and showing the townsmen as the rats flocked to him quickly. Of course the man had conditions. Impressed, the elders agreed against their better judgment, and stated that they would agree to Barracus's conditions, to come back once finished and play once more, walking from the town square and toward his home in the deep woods. But that had no idea the consequence it would have.
...Happily Ever After...
Barracus walked back into the town after drowning each and ever rat from miles around, to see the entire down waiting in the square for him. Their cheers and applause brought him in, a much different reaction then they had had when he walked in. The smile on his face was one of evil intent and victory, but not one person noticed as they spurred him to play one more time for them before he left as he was promised. So Barracus stood in the center of the town and took out his pipe and began to play a tune that was much different then the one that had led the rats out of town. This one sang of sweet nights and long days, of freedom and love, and as Barracus walked out of the town, each and every townsmen watched him go with a longing in their eyes to hear the end of Barracus's song. He marched off into the woods and finally when no eye could see him, and no ear could hear him, the townspeople went into their homes and went to bed for the night.
That next morning as those townspeople awoke to begin chores and labors for the day, Fathers and Husbands came to a grim realization. Any woman in the town in their early years, were missing. Gone, from they beds and from their homes, and without even a word. The very young and the very old were still there and as perplex as the rest of the town, and as all that were left filtered out into the town square and tried to understand where their daughters, wives, and mothers had gone. They were unaware of the scene unfolding deep in the woods over the horizon, where the piper stood, with each girl at his feet listening to him play the end of that song they had longed to her. With a smile Barracus looked down at his new captives as he played the last note and asked, "Did you like my tune?" There was a small pause and they a resounding, "Yes Master" echoed back from all six women who crowded at his feet.
