Author's Note The Story over all: I only I hope Dickens doesn't come and get me for this but the name came to me the moment I ready about the winter contest and I had to do it. Destined to be 5 chapter's total with one chapter devoted to each spirit of Christmas, this is not going to be short. (This charter alone is over 4,500 words.) So if you are looking for a short simple read to a quick and easy jerk, wrong story. Also the original tale is strongly non-consentual/voyeuristic in nature so I will be taking those things into the sexual realm, so faint of heart don't apply.
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Author's Note on this Chapter: As I said above Chapter 2 is over 4,500 words, unlike chapter 1 the sex starts fairly early and takes up the meat of the entire chapter and is equal to half of the total content. As far as specific sexual content this Chapter is Ebenezer's visit to the past so it includes voyeurism of his first time having sex (while drunk), and there is a mild hint of mind-control. Also I apologize, time ran short and I was unable to get this edited in time, please forgive me my mistakes.
Ebenezer goes to bed and sleeps a restless fitful sleep, tossing and turning, waking periodically with his heart pounding in his ears, his breathing rapid and short, and in a cold sweat.
Finally he wakes to the distance chime of one o'clock from a bank's clock a couple blocks away.
Ebenezer rarely woke to the sound anymore except for this night when sleep seemed like an impossible prey to catch.
It is 1 am and there is no sign of any spirit. Ebenezer chuckles to himself softly, he was a fool to put so much fear and merit into what was obviously a bad nightmare. He closes his eyes, prepared to finally slip into a restful slumber.
" Wake-up you piece of filth!" A high screeching voice cries out.
Ebenezer starts as he sits bolt upright and opens his wide in shock, only to be blinded by bright light.
" What the hell?!" Ebenezer says as he closes his eyes tight and covers his face with his hands. Brightly colored spots dance before his eyes.
" Not surprising the light of truth is too bright for the likes of you." The voice sneers disdainfully. " I have dimmed myself for you comfort, you may open your eyes with limited fear."
Ebenezer slowly opens his eyes and finds that the light is sufficiently dimmed that it is not blinding.
Sitting cross-legged at the foot of his bed, is a fairy like creature, beautiful beyond belief her hair glows silvery. Her eyes are like diamonds, and her wings the many colors of the rainbow.
" I am the first spirit promised to you, The Spirit of Christmas Past."
" Pleased to meet, you." Ebenezer says sarcastically, " Perhaps you can run along and just tell Janice that I am properly humbled by my past and ready to move on."
" Consider lengths were gone to for your sake, you will see what I have to show you, like it or not." Christmas Past says as she leaps into the air, the flapping of her wings battering Ebenezer with great gusts of wind.
Ebenezer is knocked back into his headboard, banging his head, and making him see stars among the colored spots that were already swimming in front of his eyes.
" I yield, Spirit!" Ebenezer cries out holding his hands up in self-defense.
" Very well." Christmas past says with a satisfied nod. " Take my hand, there is much to see, and little time to see it."
Ebenezer reaches out his hand tentatively and takes the hand of Christmas Past. She flaps her wings with force lifting him out of the bed, but they do not fly far, before a wave of disorientation passes over him, and then they are no longer in his room.
" Where are we?" Ebenezer asks.
" You should recognize the place soon enough, more importantly you should ask when."
" Well then when?"
" You'll soon see." Christmas Past replies cryptically frustrating Ebenezer as she sets him on the ground.
Walking by is a boy with a pile of books in his arms, the snow on the ground crunched beneath his feet as he stepped. Ebenezer's heart stops as he recognizes the boy as himself in grade school.
He then notices boys in the background ready to pounce him.
" Run!" Ebenezer screamed, but his younger self doesn't respond.
" He can't hear you, this is only a shadow of the past, you can no more affect this than change what happens on Television by yelling at it. Where ever we go they will never be able to hear or see you." Christmas Past says softly.
The group of boys tackle young Scrooge, sending his pile of books flying through the air.
" What is the point, if I can't change anything?" Ebenezer asks, as he feels every punch and kick the boys delivered him, all over again.
" Your past is full of regrets, you need to come to terms with them so you can learn from them."
" I did come to term with this, I ruined all of those boys as men." Ebenezer growled with renewed hate and anger. " I hired them, I gave them housing, and then took it away, they could never find employment again, and they probably even now wander the streets homeless."
" How is that coming to terms? How is that any better than what they did? It is worse, since they were but children, hardly having the opportunity to know better, and you ruined them as a man, when you should have been able to see how wrong that was."
" An eye for an eye." Ebenezer says firmly.
" Yes, and a tooth for a tooth, in such a world all men would be blind and toothless and what would that accomplish?" Christmas Past counters back ruthlessly.
Ebenezer has nothing else to say and just watches as the boys run off laughing leaving his younger self laying face first in the snow.
A young girl with braided pig tails runs up to his younger self she bends over him, a worried expression on her face.
" Are you alright?" She asks.
" Leave me alone." The younger Ebenezer sniffles defiantly.
" No." The girl says with a smile and a laugh.
She gently turns him over onto his back, and begins examining his face. She tears a piece of her skirt and pinches it to Ebenezer's nose.
" Hold this." She instructs.
Ebenezer replaces her hand with his, and she takes some snow, packs it into a pancake and places it over his eye.
