Test Run
AN: I decided to take a quick break from writing looking glass to write this, since it will be awhile till i can torture alice in it.
Vorpal: Some one is feeling sadistic. How fun!
Alice: My torturer does not own HNKNA.
It was just suppose to be a fun day at the amusement park. It was not suppose to turn out like this. Things were suppose to be funny and care free. It wasn't going to end like this.
These thoughts flew through the young maiden's mind as she felt herself descending toward the pavement after being thrown from her seat.
I kept telling him that these test runs were dangerous but he would never listen. He kept insisting that they were safe, that nothing bad would happen. I told him that he was wrong, that one of these days; we would get in an accident during on of these runs on his new rides. No matter how safe it may seem a test run is still a test run. And I was right, but I never expected that this would happen.
The calls from purple hair boy and park owner fill the air along with the shrieks of fear and panic from the bystanders below.
I always thought it would either be a stray bullet from one of the many shootouts, Blood during one of his episodes, Twins and one of their games or the Jokers, but not this. I always knew there was the possibility that something could happen to me, yet I still stay in this world regardless. I always thought I would panic or be afraid but surprisingly I feel calm, content. I only regret that I will not be able to say farewell to the others. Take care of yourselves, my friends. I will miss you all.
The blue dress maiden plummeted to the ground with a sickening splat. How beautiful the young maiden looks painted in red. A purple hair boy cradles the young maiden's head in his lap as he cries twin rivers of tears, blurring his vision leaving him unable to see the peaceful smile of content on her face. The face that once beamed with laughter and joy, whose smile that seemed set the world at peace, replaced by the ugly smile of oblivion. Her once blond hair stained with the color red. An older gentleman stands behind them, one with braided red hair. An arm covering his face as he constantly wipes away tears from his eyes as they form. A helmet marked by a red cross in his other, barely held by a shaky hand. Muttering apologies to the maiden's deaf ears. How beautiful the maiden looks painted in red, but she looked even more beautiful when she still breathed.
AN: Sad, I know but I still enjoyed writing it. For anyone who may be confused, what happened here is that Gowland Took Alice and Boris on another one of his test runs for his new rides and Alice falls out and dies. Hoped you enjoyed this. Not my best, but oh well.
Alice: This is horrible, how could you write about such a trerrible thing happening to me.
SDW: It could have been much worst.
Alice: How?
SDW: You don't want to know.
Vorpal: Please review.