-An Other Story –

- Chapter 1 –

I knew I had to stop her,

I had to save her,

Even if I would be gone in the end.

"Hello"

Stitch, Stitch.

"What's Going On?"

"You're being created, my little Wybie doll."

"Why? Who's Wybie?"

"You're Wybie, silly, you're here for Coraline."

"I'm Wybie? For Coraline? Who's Coraline?"

"My new daughter, almost. You see, right now she's in a nasty world where no one is nice to her. Everyone ignores her, and the Wybie there is very annoying and doesn't listen to her."

"Why doesn't he listen?"

"Because he's imperfect, you're perfect. You will always listen and smile for her, and never talk back. I'll make sure of that…"

"Wait – What?! Wai---!"

Other Wybie looked around at the area around him. He couldn't speak anymore, he realized that. His mouth was sewn shut. He could still think though.

"Why did you do that?!" Other Wybie gave a look to the being before him; he was looking at the Other Mother, the beldam, his creator.

His big, black, button eyes glistened angrily at her, until he realized that wasn't a good idea probably.

"Because, you can't bug her now. Coraline is tired of hearing Wybie's voice, so I stopped you from talking. Plus, then you can't tell her anything bad about me or this world like the Other Father is slowly doing... Oops? Did I say too much?"

The Other Mother said this in a sickly, sweet tone. Like it was a game.

"Now, you're here to be Coraline's friend. To make her feel at home here. She's still reluctant to leave that nasty other Wybie, and her nasty old parents. I need you to save her from that nasty world."

Other Wybie gave her a look that said – "I can? I can really save her?! From that mean copy of me?!" He smiled in a great big grin.

"Yes, you're the only one Wybie. Now she'll be coming soon so go outside until then."

The Other Mother then walked down the stairs, before Other Wybie walked down with her, he gave a long look at the room where he was created. It looked old and musty, and a box was on the single table in the room.

It had needles and thread, and stuffing materials in it. He wondered what he was for a moment, then thought,

"At least now I can help my friend, Coraline. I'll always be there for her, whoever she is." and followed the Other Mother.

"I wonder what this Coraline is like." Other Wybie wondered. "She must be great if Other Mother wants to save her from that world!" Other Wybie started smiling again at this thought. It would be fun knowing someone that amazing.

The two walked down the stairs and stopped.

"Now you just sit outside until she comes, alright?" The Other Mother asked.

Other Wybie nodded and gave her a look that replied in a happy – "Yes!"

The Other Mother then went back into the house.

Other Wybie started walking around and exploring the area he found himself in.

"I can't wait until she comes.. I just wish I could say 'Hi' to her... I don't think I'd annoy her. After all, I'm perfect, unlike that OTHER Wybie..."

Wybie wondered when she'd get here, and paced around the house until –

"Meow."

"Huh?" Other Wybie spun around. "Who's that? Are you Coraline?"

A cat walked up to him.

"Meow."

"Oh it's only a, a, what are you anyway?" Other Wybie's look seemed to say.

"Well, I'm me. But not a doll like you, I'm a cat, otherwise known as vermin in the eyes of the beldam." The cat said.

"The beldam?" Other Wybie wondered.

"The Other Mother, your creator, you poor doll." The cat said.

"Huh? Doll?" Other Wybie questioned.

"Yes, you're a copy of my 'owner' in the real world. Wybie." The cat said.

"He's not the real Wybie! I'm going to save Coraline from him! So go away you stupid cat!" Other Wybie looked angry.

"Suit yourself... I'll be back later." The cat walked off.

"That was weird... I think he heard my thoughts though. I guess 'cats' don't need to speak to understand each other…" Other Wybie thought.

Then, Other Wybie walked around back to the house. He didn't know what else to do, and he was too excited to just sit there.

"I wonder if she's here yet. Hm..." Other Wybie thought.

At that moment, he thought he heard the Other Mother call for him.

He ran back to the house as fast as he could and opened the door gently.

"Coraline, here's your friend. Wybie." The Other Mother said sweetly.

"Hiya, Wybourne. What, not talking?" the girl, who was apparently named Coraline, said.

Its not that Other Wybie didn't want to say hi, he couldn't. He had finally met Coraline.

He was happy. His big, black, button eyes filled up with joy.