Jail Mouse
By: Lightening816
Rated: PG-13
Genres: Drama/Angst
Synopsis: In the 6th Arden story, there's drama, horror, a ghost, and on January 22, 1901, Arden is framed for a crime she did not commit.
CHAPTER 1: Waking Up
Olivia Flaversham was walking on a sidewalk, heading to Osborne House on the Isle of Wight. She was covered in blood, bruises, and had a black eye. She had just gone through the hardest time of her life. She had left London to go meet the mouse queen, though she did not want to see her like this. She left her baby, Cassandra, with her soon to be husband, Hunter. The queen remembered Olivia from the Flaversham Case, and wanted to talk to her. Since Olivia knew that the queen always spent Christmas at the Osborne house, she knew exactly where to go.
When she reached to Osborne House, she walked through the small mouse hole on the right side and after walking through a long hallway, she found a big door, knocked it, and heard a sweet voice say "come in!"
Olivia came in and found the mouse queen sitting in a chair. Olivia walked up to the queen and sat down with her. The queen noticed Olivia's horrifying appearance.
"Good heavens, Miss Flaversham, what happened to you?" she asked, curiously.
"I was in a fight earlier today with someone I've been having a lot of drama with lately," replied Olivia. The queen was surprised and looked worried.
"Then something must be done to keep those wounds from infecting! Quick I'll…get…" she said as she rose from her chair. She was holding out her paw to help Olivia up, but puts it down. Her face went blank as she fell backwards and onto the ground. Olivia jumped from her seat and clapped her hands to her mouth in shock. The mouse queen lied there still and lifeless. Olivia was shaking and very nervous.
"Oh…oh no! She…she's dead! I've got to tell somebody!!" she cried. She rushed out of the room and cried for help. She found a couple of guards and begged them for help.
"Help! Help! The queen is dead!" she cried placing her head on one of the guards' chest.
"It was terrible…a…a mouse came in through the vent system and broke in, and murdered the queen!" she said. The guards gasped, actually believing the little fibber.
"Do you know who the murderer is?" asked one of the guards. Olivia answered the question immediately.
"Yes, I know her. We were childhood friends until she betrayed me. Her name is Arden Diane Morgan Takamashi…Pattison," she said.
Meanwhile back in London, fifteen year old Arden was in on another sidewalk against a big pile of trash. She was wearing a white turtleneck, a long white skirt, dark vanilla colored boots, and her cherry-red hair was long and very curly. She was lying there. There was no shine in her eyes, no movement, no nothing. She just stared into space. Little red lines of blood covered her face, and it was all over her paws. Her paws started to twitch, and eventually, she sat up. She looked forward, still saying nothing. She rose up to her feet. Arden did not know what to think. She had a black eye, bloody scars all over; she knew that Olivia had won. The two mice were in a fight earlier that day.
FLASHBACK
"TAKE IT BACK!!!!" yelled an enraged Arden earlier that day.
"FORGET IT!!" yelled back Olivia. "NATHAN IS AN IDIOTIC RODENT FOR BEING AROUND YOU!"
Hearing these words made Arden angry. This was common. Ever since the birth of Olivia's baby, she and Arden have been fighting for countless hours. They loved it because they both wanted to see each other miserable.
Olivia and Arden gnawed, bit, punched and taunted each other.
During today in this particular fight, Olivia remembered about her meeting with the queen, so to get Arden out of her hair/fur, she knocked Arden out and threw her aside. She left her adversary there.
END FLASHBACK
Arden woke up from her unconsciousness and felt a major headache. She looked around. She was the only one here. She wanted to get out of here, but where could she go?
Ever since that horrible day on November 24, 1899, Arden had found Olivia and Hunter were having one of those making out moments, so she and Nathan found Olivia's ex-boyfriend, Jerome, and he broke up with her, the breakup drove her mad, and the rest was history. It was easy to see that control over Olivia was out of Hiram Flaversham's paws. He was even tied up, which was an absolute shocker. After the chaos, Nathan and Arden left the Flavershams for good.
After they left, Arden met back up with her parents. Two weeks later, they found a place to stay, of course a place near Nathan and Allison's home. One month later, Julian found a job at a small store as a cashier (it's a good thing those years of cashier experience back when he loved underground came in handy). Emily stayed home.
In May of 1990, Arden heard the news of the birth of Olivia's baby. The girl was named Cassandra. The father is Hunter, Arden's ex who is still being faithful towards Olivia, and still hating Arden.
Two months later in July, Arden and Olivia met back up with each other, and it was war! Everyday ever since then, they have been fighting each other, against the wishes of their parents. Everyday, some wounds would be worst than others.
This was true. Arden's life had been hell…as always.
And things were only going to get worse.
A big black and white police truck started driving up to Arden. The bright head lights were shining too brightly in Arden's eyes. She turned away. She heard the noises of people coming out of the truck.
"Alright, Miss Pattison! Paws in the air! You're under arrest!" yelled the chief police mouse.
Arden's eyes widened. She looked back.
"What do you mean? I've done nothing wrong!" she protested.
"That's what they all say! Murdering the queen is something you can't get away from!" replied the chief. He took out handcuffs, pulled Arden up and placed the handcuffs around her paws.
"Please! I didn't do it! I'm not a murderer! I'M NOT A MURDERER DAMN IT!!" yelled Arden as she was led to the truck.
The doors were flung open and she was pushed in. The doors closed and the truck drove away.
Forty minutes later, Arden was led out of the truck, forced into the jailhouse, pushed into a cell; she sat down on the small bench inside, and watched as the bars flew closed. When the bars closed, she looked up the cell's window.
"What the hell…" she whispered.