My Madness Returns
Chapter 1: Forgetting
A/N: Some of the scenes are different, but I must warn you that there are spoilers to the game (Alice: Madness Returns) inside of this story. I have warned you! Some of the things may be a little bit gruesome to you if you haven't played the game. Oh and I probably will be changing the story so that I'm not be practically telling you a story mainly about the game. Also, Yuki and the other characters (minus Ayame) are not related at all. I will be using their first names to help show that they are not.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fruits Basket or Alice: Madness Returns. But I wish I did….
~Yuki's Point of View~
Flames engulfed the house as screams of terror echoed throughout the woods. I could do nothing as I fell to my knees, trembling as my mother and father were trapped in the upstairs section of my house, shrieking in agony as the fire tore them apart. I couldn't even hear my brother, Ayame, but I knew that he was in his room, probably dead by now. I can't even remember how I got out of the excruciating blaze, but here I was, skin burnt and blood pooling down my plain denim shorts and black t-shirt. My once purple hair was charred and I had bald spots from where my hair caught on fire. No matter how intense the physical pain was, I couldn't look away as the fire destroyed my home. After that, all I remember is a man, Dr. Hatori, came out from the trees and ran to me, asking me if I was alright and trying to put out the small flames that were still eating at my skin. He picked me up bridle style and carried me away from the raging inferno. I was so weak; I couldn't even fight to try to save my family. And as we were leaving, I heard my parents' final cries of anguish before the house completely collapsed, assuring me that they were truly gone. I was only eight when I lost my family, but not a day goes by without me wishing that I could've done something to save them.
"Close your eyes, Yuki." Dr. Hatori commanded me as I sat in the old chair that was in his office. The room wasn't very big, but the man still was able to put a couple book shelves in it and some other furniture. The doctor was to my left, leaning lightly against his brown and slightly dusty desk, examining me. He was there to help me…to make me forget the horrible event so that I could move on with my life. So far, it hasn't been working very well.
"I'd rather not, Doctor. Every time I do, I see that old house being eaten by flames." I shivered at the thought of the memory, but made no other move to show that it still haunted me as badly as it did several years ago. I was so young before, but even though I am now sixteen, nothing has changed.
"It is alright, Yuki. Just close your eyes," the doctor ordered again, this time with more aggression in his smooth voice. I quickly obeyed, not wanting to annoy the doctor anymore than I already have. As my eyelids slid closed, the horrible memory began to play once again in my mind. Like I was trying to remember something I had forgotten…something important. All I really do remember is the screaming and the house engulfed with flames and then collapsing on top of my trapped family.
"Do not let the memory surface Yuki! Go to Wonderland." I trembled at the thought. Wonderland seemed more like a dream then a memory. The tea parties I had with the Mad Hatter (Whose real name is Shigure) and the Queen of Hearts (Akito) trying to take over my precious Wonderland. But my memory is no longer happy like it once was.
"I can't. My Wonderland is shattered. It is now dead to me." But even as I said that, an image of me being in a small row boat entered my mind. I was with Rabbit, having a glass of tea.
"It doesn't matter if you do or do not prefer it Yuki. Now, where are you?" I felt at peace as I watched myself sailing through the river at a slow, steady pace. The low waves rocked the boat gently, making my heart beat smoothly and letting my mind focus on the serene moment. My purple hair was longer, about to my shoulders, and I was wearing black dress pants with a deep blue t-shirt and a necklace in the shape of an Omega symbol.
Suddenly, I was the one in the boat, looking at Rabbit as we drank the delicious tea.
"I'm in a boat having tea…with a friend! But it's somehow different. Like something's changed…" the words flowed out of my mouth before I could stop them. It was like I was telling a story to the doctor instead of what was going through my mind.
"That is very good. Change is what will help you forget." Dr. Hatori's voice resonated throughout my dream, but it didn't affect the current state that my mind was in. Then, unexpectedly, Rabbit began to shake, looking like he was having a mild seizure. I raised my hand towards him and asked if he was alright or if he had gone mad, but he didn't answer me.
"I'm not mad," Dr. Hatori answered my question instead.
"Rabbit?" I continued to live through my fantasy.
"What? That's not right…what's he doing there…?" I ignored the doctor as I once again tried to help the Rabbit.
"Is something wrong?" Blood then rapidly began to pour out of his eyes as his head turned wickedly to his left, his wide left eye popping out from its socket.
"Something wrong…? Raaaatherr…" His voice was scratchy and sickening. Bright red blood poured from his mouth and out from around his neck as his head snapped off and disappeared into the now angry waves. The crimson liquid splashed onto my face and clothes, covering my in the disgusting bodily fluid. I tried to wipe it off and block the chunks flying from his body as it tore apart. Rabbit's blood then became pitch black ink and flooded into the boat and water.
Dr. Hatori's voice once again jumped into my mind, "Don't struggle, Yuki. Let the new Wonderland take over." More and more ink appeared, overflowing into the once beautiful river. Atrocious creatures were flowing as well into the river.
"No! It's corrupted…polluted! It's destroying Wonderland! My mind is breaking apart!" I fell into the river as ink covered hands clutched my wrists and proceeded to pull my under the contaminated water. I tried to fight them off, kicking and punching at the blobs of ink and twisted skulls that surrounded me, but the hands still were able to tear at me.
"Forget it, Yuki. Shield your mind from that dream. Wake at the sound." I screeched loudly in pain as my skin was torn away from my face, my own blood mixing into the water. Then there was nothing. Everything disappeared as I became aware of a faint ding coming from all around me.
I opened my tired eyes, blinking a couple times to clear my vision after having them closed for so long, I looked to my left to see Dr. Hatori still leaning against his desk, staring at me with a concentrated gaze before standing up tall and walking to my side, "Better, Yuki?" I glared at him apprehensively before sitting up and rubbing my sleepy eyes.
"My head is throbbing and my heart is hammering in my chest." He nodded before turning around to face his desk and writing something in a strange black notebook.
"Well the cost of forgetting is high." Scowling at the green eyed man, I protested venomously.
"My memories make me gag! What can I-" Dr. Hatori interrupted me quickly.
"Remember other things!" My purple eyes fixed once again into a fierce glare as I practically hollered at him.
"I want to forget! Why would I choose to be alone, ensnared by my own damaged memories?" He seemed to contemplate my words for a second.
"I'll set you free, Yuki, from this curse. Memories are frequently a curse rather than a blessing."
"You've said so many times before, Doctor, and-" He once again interrupted me.
"And I will say it many times in the future. The past must be paid for. Now go collect those pills from our chemist before our next session."
Grumbling, I replied, "Very well, Doctor," before standing and walking towards the dusty green door in the corner of the office. Opening it, I almost tumbled into Momiji, a little boy who also stayed here at Hatori's.
"It's my turn to forget, Yuki!" The blond haired boy skipped around me and into the room as I continued on my way.
"Now, Momiji, your father was hung for killing your mother who beat you. You're going to forget that. The past is dead, Momiji."
I shuddered as I heard the indifference in the doctor's voice. He was so cold, no matter who he was helping or for what reason.
But I couldn't help wonder…
Is the past really dead?
There you have it! First chapter done! Please review! Oh, and I'll only update if I get 3 reviews! ^_^
Later,
AliceWithKnives
P.S. Please no flames!