Strawberry clouds
Summary: The year is 2030 and Isabella Swan's life had been relatively normal. Until she is kidnapped by the "Scarlet" who are rebels set against the new monarchy of the world they live in. As one of dozens of hostages, she is forced to endure hardships within the Scarlet's hide-out and learn to survive. When the adopted son of the Scarlet's head man is put in charge of Bella's group, he makes it his goal to make her experience with the Scarlet's unbearable.
Walking on Air
Strawberry clouds. My eyes blinked till opening to these peculiar sights. This place, to me, was beyond all of all my previous dreams. So…Bright. All around me were strange little pieces of fantasy that extended far past the vivid pink clouds.
When I rose from the ground, I literally felt like I walked into one of my dreams. Or nightmare. The sky itself was an ocean blue against the fruity wisps that oddly complimented it. A round, brilliant sphere that hung in the air by wires dangled from side to side, just like a pendulum. An orange-sherbet sun was what I identified it as…For a moment against the creamy clouds and wide-spread sky, I felt as if it did not belong. Just like me…
Focusing on the ground I noticed heavenly soft billows of pure-white cotton, was what my sense of touch expected, but my mind and eyes has suspected cool, crisp grass. I should have known that neither existed here. I groaned soundlessly at the numbing feeling that lingered through my body before taking in the ground and everything on it.
I was in…Feathers. Light, perfectly shaped feathers that covered the odd-world like a blanket of downy and snow. An immeasurable amount of baby and darker shades of blue trees hung with their vine-like leaves covering majority of the trunk like a veil. For some reason, they reminded me of depressed willow trees at night. Even the essence of them had me captivated.
I hadn't noticed, but near where the never-ending line of blueberry trees was a crystal clear lake that had bubbles surrounding it in an idle dance.
As soon as I saw the pool of water with my own eyes, I knew that this would be the closest thing to what a real lake looked like in the world I was used to….Well, not used to per say. Where I lived in reality now seemed like a distant recollection of my weak mind. I willed my deadened legs to carry me forward. The movement was like gliding, I was shocked at how…How graceful I was now. It almost felt as if I was not touching the feather encrusted ground.
As I passed, my I unconsciously let my hand sweep one of the midnight vines and to my utter shock a cloud of tiny blue butterflies that had been so expertly hidden themselves fluttered out of the tree sweetly, and so sinuously that it made my new-found grace look like baby-talk.
I continued to amble towards the lake after absorbing what had occurred. A butterfly decided to follow closely behind me and I did nothing to shake it off, instead I let it settle where I supposed was the top of my head. The wings flapped in rhythm, never going any faster or slower than it had before. It's time was perfection personified. Which had scared me. Then again, who wouldn't be terrified? I did not belong to this Fairy-Tale land…Only, well, imaginary people belonged here.
Once I reached the glass-like bowl of water, the butterfly that was perched on my head became more clear when a passing bubble lazily floated by. There were such intricate designs on its wings; the magnificent shape of the wings, curved symmetrical lines that at the edges flicked like elegant writing, and most noticeably the large, emerald dots that were in the center of each wing.
It reminded me of a moth's design, yet this insect was most obviously too beautiful to be anything but the idealistic version of a butterfly.
Suddenly, I was awestruck at a reflection I saw in the pool. A porcelain skinned, rosey-cheeked, doe-eyed girl with milky chocolate eyes and spiral curled hair stared back at me with the exact same expression. The dress she wore was very high up her thigh, it ruffled out in a tu-tu and had a top that had a snow-white appearance to it, except the entire outfit…From the dress, to the nearly transparent tights, to the toddler shoes were completely white.
Her face was even more peculiar. It did not look warm, even regarding the perfect circles that appeared to be dark blush on her cheeks. Her eyes were bright, but glassy with one small round diamond beneath each eye. Her lips looked like two pale petals that had been painted on, behind the lips were two rows of chicklet teeth with no spaces or overlapping. The ringlets, the expanse of her too pallid forehead…Everything reminded me of a doll.
I was still shell-shocked when the skin of my cheek was brushed by an unknown object. I suspected a bubble, but the texture was not that of anything in this world. When my eyes adjusted, I noticed that the persistent glorious butterfly was no longer balancing on my head. Instead of my little follower, behind me stood a young man with piercing green eyes. He was impassive for a moment, but as my awareness grew so did the demonic smirk that hung crookedly on his devastatingly beautiful face. His elegant hands raised and attached to them were thin, silvery strings.
I bowed my head in horror to witness those same strings threaded through me. The horror washed through me, distinct and acute to the point I wanted to cry from the anger and feebleness I felt as I looked at the strings connecting myself to him. Of all the strings I was glad that they only were embedded in my arms and left leg. My chest, my right leg, neck, head…They weren't in his reach and if I could help it they never would be!
This new realization perturbed the boy who now had his own expression contorted with a creased forehead and a strained line for lips. In one stroke of his hand hovered in another direction, pulling my limbs along with it. I knew now that this was meant to exercise what power he had over me. Power which he would use regardless of my previous acknowledgement.
"Stop!" My painted lips mouthed, but no sound or cry came from them.
"What is it?" The boy queried with a sinfully lovely simper before shoving me into the too clear, depthless water. I was consumed under the rippling water then, and as I sunk like an half ton anchor to the bottom, I saw the boy hovering at the edge of the pool. Emerald eyes watched the silvery strings tangle and float around me and I prepared myself for the icy suffocation.
"NO!" I shouted, and abruptly my nightmare ended when my eyes pried themselves open. A sleek, coat of sweat covered my body and my body slowly began to relax when the stupor and shock wore down. A dream. Only a dream. I repeated in my head, my eyes fixated on my hands which had no strings strung through them as I clutched the covers.
"It was just a dream" I scolded myself, knowing if I couldn't define reality from fiction Charlie would suggest a shrink and I'd know for sure I was crazy.
"Are you sure?" An all too familiar voice from the door spoke.
"Edward." I whispered his name, my heart skipping to a sprint. And then I came back to reality.
My name is Bella Swan, and for the past three days, seven hours and twenty minutes I've been one of forty hostages from the Capital of Earth's kingdom.
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A/N :Very unclear first chapter. The summary will come into play later on, but this was extremely fun for me as a sick person to write since my being ill has enabled me from doing other stuff. Review, suggestions…? And remember, this is rated "M" which means it is not meant for viewers who are not mature. Got it? Good. :)
Q&A: Where did you get the name "Scarlet" from?: Funny story, I was watching a re-run of "Who's line is it Anyway?" and Wayne Brady said "Miss Scarlet! Miss Scarlet! I don't know nothin' about no French-kissin.'" Odd, yeah? Lol.
What's with the summary? Where's Edward?: He is the son of the head Scarlet. As for the Summary, I made it more ominous for a reason. :) I'm a weirdo.
Music for chapter:
Love is Dead – Kerli
Hurt me – Kerli
Walking on air – Kerli
Inspiration for this entire fan-fic comes from Kerli…Other bands and musicians will influence my writing once they are discovered. :)