Before we get started with this,I do not own any of the Corpse Bride charactors (If I did, Victoria wuld be a bit more exciting!)
Alright then, the important stuff. A charator dies, so if you don't want to read about the death of a beloved Corpse Bride charactor, I'd stop reading right here. Now that's out of the way, on with the story!
The Tragedy of Life and Death
By: princessOFdarkness
Victor and Victoria were in love, everyone knew that. Victor had asked Victoria for her hand in marriage as soon as they had left the church together that faithful night, as the beautiful white butterflies of Emily's departed soul whired around them. Victoria had said yes, tears of happiness sliding down her face as Victor kissed her. They were together again, and nothing could tear them apart this time.
Except maybe Victoria's doubts about what had happened with Vitcor and Emily. Everytime Victoia brought it up, Victor grew quiet and changed the subject, telling her othing had happened and to please stop bringing it up, but Victoria couldn't stop bringing it up because it was important to her to know thw truth.
"Victor dear." Victoria sighed, setting aside her needlework. "Can you come here and talk to me for a moment?"
"Of course my love." Victor said, shutting the lid on the piano's ivory and granite keys. All Victor did anymore was play the piano, draw butterflies, and tell Victoria how much he loved her. How they kept up an income, Victoria never knew, and she didn't really care as long as she didn't have to do any work she was fine. "What is it Victoria my love? What's troubling you?" Victor said, sitting down next to her of the loveseat.
"Well dear, I was just thinking." Victoria said slowly, approaching the subject carefully. She didn't want Victor to be upset, and she was upset just thinking about the last time she had brought up Emily and what had happened. "I was just thinking, well, we owe Emily so much. She's part of the reason we're together and so happy. Why don't we give her a proper tombstone or something splendid like that. You know, as a thank you of sorts."
Victora had expected Victor to be angry with her, to be upset, to slink away from the subject of Emily as he awlays did. What she didn't except was for him to jump up, run out onto the balcony to press himself against the slippery edge.
"Why do you insist on bringing this up Victoria? I swear there was nothing between us! Why won't you leave me alone?" Victor stuttered, screaming at her over the roar of the rain. He stomped his foot, sliding slightly, and tumbling backwards over the edge of the railing.
Victoria screamed, running out onto the balcony as well, though not falling over the edge, instead clinging to it for dear life. Vitcoria placed a hand over her eyes much like a small umbrella as she looked down from the balcony to where Victor had fallen. he lay sprawled in the rose bushes, his body unmoving. Victoria screamed again crying as she looked down on the body of her fallen love, then fainted dead away onthe the floor of the balcony to be found hours later by the housekeeper.
Victor had died, the fall from thirty some feet enough to kill anyone who wasn't already dead. Victoria had developed pneumonia from having fainted out in the rain, and upon being told that Victor had died, went spiralling into a deep depersion, unable to let go of the haunting feeling that she was somehow responcible for his death. She was so ill, no one was sure that she would make it through. She had no will to live now that Victor was gone.
Victor moaned, opening his eyes one at a time. This place looked oddly familiar, but he knew he shouldn't be here. Victoria and him didn't live here, so why was he here? He remembered talking to Victoria. Not the conversation he had been having, but that they had been talking about something.
"I went out on the balcony, it was raining and..." Victor broke off, placing his face in his hands. "How did I end up here? And where is here?"
"Why, you're dead my dear." A long legged black widow spider said, scuttling up his arm onto his shoulder. "Victor, is that you? Good gracious! I wasn't expecting to see you for quite a while."
"What do you mean I'm dead?" Victor said, brushing the spider off his shoulder. "Wait, I remember you! You're a friend of Emily, right?"
"Was a friend dear, Emily crossed over, thanks to you love." The spider said sweetly, beginning a new web. "And you're dead my dear, just look at yourself." Victor did look down, his mouth falling open. His skin was paler, if you can believe that, so that it look see-through. His clothes were wet, and covered will cuts and rose pettles.
"What happened to me?" Victor asked, standing up. Then it hit him like a hammer to the brain. "What about Victoria, my poor girl! What will she do without me to tell her how much I love her? And what am I going to do now? I'm dead!" Victor broke down, falling to his knees, tears falling down his face onto the dirt.
"Calm down now Victor dear, it will all be fine." The sider said consolingly, looking up from her web. "Why not go talk to Elder Gutnecht? He might know how to help you." Victor looked up at the spider, concidering his oppsions. Cincidering he had no other oppsions, he decided he might as well give it a try.
"Thank you Spider, you've been very helpful." Victor said, bowing to the spider, before running off for Elder Gutnecht's tower where he lived. He walked up the hundred or so steps and through the door into the crowded study where the skeleton was sleeping at his desk. "Elder Gutnecht? Can you help me?"
"What's that? Who's there now, who is it?" Thw old skeleton looked around blearily, pushing his glasses farther up on his face, as he had no nose anymore. He gazed down at Victor, concidering him for a moment before answering. "Victor my boy! You look, well, dead to thell the truth."
"I am dead Elder Gutnecht. I just woke up here a moment ago, and I don't know what happened." Victor said loudly, projecting his voice so the old skeleton could hear him. "I need to speak with my wife, Victoria, and she if she is alright. She might be able to tell me what heppened to me."
"Alright, give me some time." Elder Gutnecht called down from his desk. He began riffling through his many books, looking for something. "Sit down over there Victor, this may take a while."
Okay, I'll admit it, I killed Victor! There, I said it, are you happy? Oh well, he was going to die eventually in someone elses story no doubt. You know someone else is going to kill him off eventually, it makes for a good story. So, what's going to happen toVictoria now that Victor's gone? More to come soon! Review please!