VICTOR VAN DORT 3 EMILY, THE CORPSE BRIDE

CORPSE BRIDE 2

This story takes place after the corpse bride movie wherein Emily transforms into more than a hundred butterflies.

I'm Victor Van Dort. You may or may not know me, but I am sure you recognize Emily, the corpse bride. Well, this is sort of about how she finally found her true love. No, she didn't just change into hundreds of butterflies, she got her happy ending after so much waiting.

It all started right after she left. Apparently, Victoria wants to really get to know me better before promising to be forever by my side. That seemed like a good idea. So, we talked to our parents-I already apologized to her mother and luckily they didn't strangle me-and they've decided to delay the wedding by one month. I guess that's fair enough.

But then, time passed ever so quickly and I found myself still doubtful. Victoria and I have bonded. We walked around town together and all but, somehow it felt wrong, like I wasn't supposed to be in that scenario. Of course Emily was constantly on my mind. Where had she gone off to? Why did she let me go? Why did she sacrifice her own happiness just for my sake? Then I knew the answer.

She really did love me.

But she also knew too well that I love Victoria. I did. No, I do. I still do...right? Of course she had to be the one for me. We both have something in common, we're alive.

But then again, Emily and I have things in common too, maybe even more than with Victoria. For one thing, we both play the piano. I remember when she was angry and I found her playing a sad tune. Also our fondness of the moon and scraps. Ok, enough with that. On with what happened.

Three days. I only had three days and then I'd be a married man, again. I can't believe there were so many things to prepare just for a wedding. So much to do in so little time. I'm done with practicing my vows of course. How many times have I recited it infront of Emily? The only thing to worry about is the cake, invitations, the reception, etc...Victoria had insisted on making this her dream wedding. Where had we gotten the money to pay? Well, I sold some of my books about butterflies. It was really hard to do since I did work for that, the information I mean. Then people bought them.

That morning, I was getting ready for yet another meeting with Victoria. We were headed to the chapel to make preparations, decorations and all.

As I was sitting by my window, a honk came from downstairs, oh goodie, our ride is here. "Victor!" called my mother. I breathed a sigh and went down.

The moment I arrived at the chapel, Victoria was already going on and on about where to put this and where to put that. Wow, I thought, she was serious about this being perfect. After a while though, she lost me. I didn't understand half of what she was saying, not anymore.

My focus was on a particularly shiny blue butterfly. Even though I sold my books, I still had a liking to those little creatures. Unconsciously, I followed it. I didn't know why but, I just did. Victoria was left behind-though I'm not sure if she even noticed I wasn't there anymore-and I still walked, ran and walked. Until I came to stand upon a much too familiar place...The place where I first saw Emily.

I know, it shouldn't bother me. It was just a graveyard after all. But then, it did. It bothered me to know that a month ago, I was standing here with her.

And now she's gone.

I didn't even have a chance to say how thankful I am for her selflessness.

Emily freed me. And in a way, I freed her, too. Although, a tiny part of me wished that I hadn't. That was the part that I didn't get along with.

I walked towards the old oak tree and sat down on a log. It was so peaceful, no Victoria, no parents, just me and the crows as the sun sets.

The crows. They were also there the night I first came here. I stared at them for a while. I know many things about butterflies but, what of crows? There was a big book on my shelf about them, but I didn't have time to read it. Oh I did read it once. What I do remember is that they seem to be quite sensitive, especially when it comes to something strange.

I almost forgot what led me there if it weren't for the shiny blue butterfly. I spotted it on a branch at the top of the tree. That was strange...why would a creauture like that stay there when it should be gathering pollen from flowers? And what's even more strange is that it appears as though it was staring at me. Did that even make sense? I stood a little closer to the tree to take a good look when, I suddenly noticed that it wasn't just one. Millions of shiny blue butterflies went straight towards me.

And the next thing I knew,

it was dead dark.

I must've been lying there on the wet ground for hours because when I opened my eyes, it was already late. I took hold of my neck. Ouch. It hurt.

I can just imagine Victoria's voice, yelling at me about how I'm not being serious and all. Groan. My body felt really heavy and although I was so tired I could sleep right there, my fiance's rage is not something I want at the moment.

As I started to get up on my knees, I heard a sound coming from the back of the tree. It was a girl. Curiosity decided to over come me at that moment. So, I walked towards the person below the tree. But a few steps away, I saw a dark figure. I stopped and followed it instead.

The dark figure was a man. He was holding a knife and was walking over to the girl...

Adrenaline rush kicked in.

I ran towards the man and punched him in the face. Hard. So hard that he fell to the ground. A look of surprise and irritation was clear on his face. His face...it looked familiar. Where had I seen him before?

He was about to strike back when I moved out of the way and he fell hard again. The plan was to get the knife away from him. How exactly was I going to do that?

The man stood up once again, looking determined. He swung the knife all over the place and missed my face by mere inches. I was getting tired and hadn't the strength to fight any further when he fell again, and this time I had nothing to do with it.

There he lay, still and silent. It appears as though it was the girl who had attacked him. What a relief.

She was breathing heavily while on the ground, her face turned down.

"Thank you" I said sincerely

"No" she said

The girl stood and I saw that she was wearing a wedding dress.

"I should be the one to thank you, what is your name?"

I'm sure I looked like a surprised tuna fish at that moment. My mouth was hanging open with shock. It was HER.

She cleared her throat.

"Your name?"

I blinked a few times and gulped.

"Victor, Van Dort"

"Well Victor, you look like you've seen a corpse." She smiled. "Can you help me bring this man to prison?"

So that was why the man looked familiar; He was Lord Barkis.

What she said was disturbing though. 'like you've seen a corpse'. The strangest thing of all was that I didn't see one; because the girl standing infront of me was no doubt, alive.

"yes" I replied, too stunned to say anything else

"Good. Oh, and by the way, my name is Emily"