This is based on a dream that me and my brother both had (it was about the same thing on the same night!)

Corin is runs away from home and lands in the world of Wallace and Gromit. She's stuck in a vegetable crazed world with a giant rabbit on the loose and there are some secrets about her life she never expected.

Curse of The where Rabbit: Corin's story

(Chap 1: Corin)

Corin was a misunderstood teenager. She had no friends. Her only family was her abusive mother and siblings. She wasn't fed very well, as a result she was thin, although not weedy (sort of like Harry Potter in a way). Unlike her mother and uncle, who where pure-blonde with bright-blue eyes, she had black hair and one eye was as green as Russian Dioxide and the other was a golden-brown. Her skin was pail (naturally). Her clothes where black combats, black trainers covered in red skulls and a black, hooded, sleeveless top with a red undershirt. The clothes where very good for only two things. One: Keeping her covered. Two: Hiding the cuts and bruises.

"Leave me alone." Corin tried to walk away, but the taller, skinnier (which Corin never thought possible) and bottle-blonde girl in pink, grabbed her by the throat and slammed her back against the wall.

"Not until you do this." She snarled.

"That knife is a religious symbol. It's bad enough that Saki had the teacher take it from him. Our teacher is brainless. He should have known that Saki would never harm anyone. Sikh's aren't like that. Not many people with a proper religion are. I'm not going to steal it." Corin yelled. Saki was a boy in there science class. Another victim or Alexis's bullying. Although the two weren't friends, Corin still wasn't going to steal anything, especially a religious piece such as the kirpan in question.

"You'll do as I say or I'll-" Before Alexis could finish, Corin kicked her in the stomach and ran. She knew Alexis would be waiting for her in the morning. She always was.

When she got home her stepbrothers and sisters jumped her. 18 year old twins Sam and Danny (oldest boys) 18 year old twins (months younger than the boys) Ella and Val and 20 year old Millie. The oldest, 25 year old Jed was sitting on the battered sofa, watching. She could feel her skin breaking from the force of kicks and punches.

"Knock it off you five." Jed mumbled. "Mum's gonna want to be able to hurt her, sure, but with the ability to stand. Or do you want mum to have a go at you?"

The others quickly left for there rooms. Ella, Val and Millie lived in one room, and Jed, Sam and Danny another. Corin was forced to sleep in the small, cold cellar. "Thanks." Corin said as she stood up.

"If there's one thing that I don't get is why it's only you that winds up hurt." Jed looked at the ceiling.

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm a mistake."

"Since when?"

"Oh, come off it. Mum says in all the time. How I was never meant to be born. The fact that my dad isn't yours. You've all came from the same dad but me… I'm not even supposed to be here."

"You'll find a way out." Jed was the only one who was nice to Corin. But his did it in a way so that no one would suspect he even liked her as a sister. Truth was, he loved his sister, was the only one who did, and she knew it. He would do anything for her if it didn't arouse suspicion. "I'm going to help you. You need to get out of here. Mum's not coming home today, she's going straight to the pub. When the others are asleep use this key to get out." he handed her a key and an old, cheep mobile. "I'll call you when I can. I need to make sure your safe. If you don't find anyone to take care of you by the end of the year, I'll have finished my course and you can live with me." Corin took the phone and key quickly.

"What?"

"That's my agreement with mum. Once I've finished the course I'll have to move out. I'll find a place and find you."

Corin nodded.

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The sounds of snoring rang loudly through the house. Corin carefully made her way out of the cellar and out of the front door. Then the burglar alarm went off. Before a single person could be waken by the noise she bolted off. She turned corners randomly, ran down streets and across roads, nearly getting ran over on more than one occasion, sprinting until she got lost. She had no idea where she was, but she didn't care.

She must have been standing on a road because suddenly she saw a flash of light and something cold and metallic crashed into her, knocking her off or her feet.

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Corin's eyes shot open. She was in a dark room, the only light was the soft flame of a candle by her bed bedside. The feeling started to come back to her body, she felt herself covered by warm, soft sheets.

"Good to see your awake." An all too familiar voice spoke from the other side of the bed. It was Wallace! Corin couldn't believe it. She had seen almost everything to do with Wallace and Gromit. The only happy thing in her life. Her flicker of hope. She spotted Gromit looking at her with a relived expression. "You gave us quite a scare. So what's your name?"

"I'm Corin." She spoke quietly.

"I'm Wallace and this is my clever lad, Gromit. Now, what's a girl, who's from Newcastle by the sound of it, doing 302 miles away from home? London may be a nice place to live, but you must have family back there. You look to me as if your running away."

"I… well… I can't go back home."

"Look, your family will be worried sick… why is it you don't want to go back?"

"My mum, my siblings. All of this wasn't done by being ran over! It was them!" She almost yelled, pointing to the bandages that covered the wounds on her body, also noticing that she no longer looked normal, she was made from the same clay-like stuff as Wallace and Gromit, but she was still thin. "Please Wallace, you can't send me back." Corin broke down and started quietly crying.

Wallace looked at Gromit, who nodded. "It's ok Corin. I'm not going to make you go back, but I can't let you live on the streets or on your own. You can live with us if you like."

Corin nodded tiredly as her eyes began to pull themselves shut. "Now you get some sleep and we'll see how you are in the morning.

Sorry if that was a little lame, but I was a bit stuck. This will get better. Hope you liked it. Look out for the next chap!