A/N: because i have nothing better to do and thats depressing
Title: Alice Human Sacrifice
Rating: T
Warnings: there will be blood and yeah that's pretty much it except not really
Summary: gallant, fragile, beautiful, curious;; read as each Alice falls prey to madness . . .
In a place enclosed by murky darkness, there was a little dream that took shape of a disfigured infant. Although its body was colorless, its eyes were like the shapes of orbs. But no matter how deeply you look into them, you would see nothing but black.
How did it come to exist? From a selfish man who was well known but hated by many? A woman who appeared to be invisible to many even though she existed? A child who's life was wrongfully taken? An infant who was born, only to die?
…No one knows who dreamed it, but it was such a tiny a dream… truly, it was.
But as tiny as it was, its existence was never meant to be. Dreams should not ever escape the minds that made them. This dream, however, realized its need to live… its need to be known.
Amidst the shadows, the little dream thought, 'I don't want to be vanishing like this… How can I make people watch me?'
The little dream thought and thought while waving its disfigured white head...
Until it finally came up with an idea.
"I could get people stray into me… and let them make the world…"
The dream giggled and grinned excitedly as it sunk into the gloominess…
"Ah! Here she comes!"
"She's here! She's here!"
"Where?"
"Right over yonder!"
Most of the townspeople, except for the businessmen and women who had to protect their crops and merchandise from being stolen, gathered at the gates of their kingdom. The adults were watching in contempt, and the children had to lean on their tiptoes to get even a small glance of the woman approaching.
"Dad, Dad," a child called, "I can't see her!"
The father cheerfully took up his child on top of his shoulders. "Can you see now?"
"Yeah! I see her red dress!"
Everyone recognized her habitual rose-colored dress. It was not too short, nor too long… perfect for a woman such as her. Meiko was her name; a gallant woman, and the daughter of one of the greatest knights in the kingdom. Being so, she was also a swordswoman. But what makes her so remarkable, was her ability to fight in a dress, which was so unordinary.
When she was no longer a tiny red speck on the horizon, but rather identifiable, the people cheered, and she has a smile on her visage.
"A great woman, she is," says one of the blacksmith workers to another.
"Indeed. But what else can you expect from the only daughter of one of the greatest knights of our time? Even at his age, he still fights!"
"Not much else I suppose… But even so, to fight near the enchanted forest… One has to be mad to even go near there!"
"But the bandits take their chances don't they? Without our Lady, we would have a thief dilemma on our hands! But fortunately, she's reliable, she's brave, and we can always count on her. But…"
"But?"
"Well, I'm sure you've heard about her sword."
The man shook his head, "Not really…"
"Are you mad? How can you not? You're a blacksmith, aren't you? Anyway, the sword she holds right now is her most trusted one. She has never used another sword in her life."
"Never?"
"Never. Makes you think, doesn't it?"
"Not exactly… Oh, here she comes!"
The maiden happily accepts the congratulations and various pats on the back from the villagers and children as she approaches the two men.
"Excuse me, Milady?"
She stops and looks at the men questionably.
"About your sword…" He points to it, which was hanging loosely from her hand that was clutched around the hilt. "Can you tell us more about it? We're blacksmith, you see. It's only standard curiosity to wonder how you got your hands on that sword there."
Meiko, the chivalrous woman, held her sword in her hands now, studying it. "…Well, alright… This sword has been passed down for generations... My father fought with it, and my father's father, and maybe even before that. But, unfortunately, it's beginning to wear away…" She looks up to the men and says, "I'll have to replace this sword with another pretty soon."
One of the men poked the other on his ribcage. "I guess we ought to start working, eh?"
"Y-Yeah," he stuttered, rubbing his side rib.
The brunette smiles slightly as she slowly passes them and other miscellaneous villagers who were still giving her thanks and showing appreciation all the way to her shelter.
"…Father, I'm home," she greets as she opened the doorway.
The bearded elderly man was sitting on his most prized chair, designed from the most precious leather anyone can find from around the territory. He received many gifts from the neighboring countries: portraits, swords, shields, armor made from silver itself… but his own town always knew what he liked the most. Sitting.
"Ah, you're here!" He sits up wearily and limps over to her. "How did my little girl do?"
"'Little girl…?' Father, please. I'm beyond twenty years old and still…" She sighs and playfully shakes her head.
Her father chuckled. "No matter how old you are, you're still my 'little girl'."
Meiko sighs with a smile, "Honestly…"
"So? How did it go?" Her father asks.
"Ah, it was nothing special really… Bandits are easy to take care of. They try to take my gold, or even worse, try to take advantage of me—"
"What?!" He hollered.
"F-Father, they didn't. You know I'm not that weak."
"I know it's remarkable and all at how you can fight in your favorite dress, but you should really consider wearing some armor."
She puts her empty hand on her hip. "I'm fine without armor. This dress, it makes me more flexible, really. People say I look like I'm dancing when I fight, you know. I like that." Her father grumbled and mumbled in response all while stroking his beard. "Maybe when about your age, I'll wear armor. Maybe."
The old man almost fell over when he heard the latter part of her sentence. "I'm sure most people would prefer that." They both laugh animatedly until he was able to speak again without a trace of amusement. "You know… I'm almost at the age where I should retire my duties as a knight. Of course, you're the only candidate for the next. You fight for your kingdom and your people… and in 'style' too, I must add."
She nodded curtly at him. "I certainly hope I become the next great knight. I always dreamed of it…" She blinks as she suddenly remembers about something, and she holds up her sword to her father. "By the way, this sword… I'm afraid it is… becoming unusable."
Her father took it from her, and leisurely twirls it in his hands while squinting. "…Indeed."
"I have never used a different sword when I fight. It's like my partner… my companion…"
"But your cohort is becoming old, I'm afraid."
"As I suspected."
He hands her back the trusted sword. "I'm sure it'll last us for the meantime. Swords made back then never went down so easily." When he saw that did not convince her as he thought it would, he firmly grips her shoulders, giving her a gentle shake. "Do not worry. I'm sure there's a sword out there that's perfect for you."
"…It'll never be the same."
"…Err… oh, by the way, would you mind going out and buying some crops from one of the outside markets? We're out of corn and potatoes… Oi, I'm sure walking around will get your mind off things."
Meiko held up the sword, stared at it worriedly, and hands it over to her father. "I won't be needing this to buy some groceries, I think."
He takes it in his hands and gave her a reassuring smile when she leaves the house.
The townspeople always admired her whenever they got the chance. She didn't mind the constant "thank you"s and "nice job"s, in fact, she fought for those things. She fights so that her people can feel safe…
The bandits always targeted the kingdom from the southern side the gates, the side where the enchanted forest is located. No sane person would ever go remotely close around or within. Though the wooded area was black no matter what time of day it is, at night, it emitted a dark reddish glow from its depts. No one knows why it does, but it did. And as it did, many tall tales were born from it.
Someone dies in it every day, and the forest is eating its body.
The forest is angry.
The forest deity is waiting for its opportune moment to emerge and destroy us.
Many, many tales, but no one knew which one was true. Maybe they were all true, maybe none were true. Either way, everyone strays away from it.
But Meiko is brave enough to fight thieves and evils around its murky surroundings. That's one of the reasons as to why everyone praises her. When she fights, her dress flutters with her movement beautifully, entrancing anyone who watches… her beloved sword twirling in the wind, cutting magnificently through the flesh of the attackers. In addition, as she is a graceful swordswoman, she has never gotten blood on her cherry dress. And after every battle, she washes off the blood in the small pond near the forest. Heaven forbid she walks into the town with blood on her blade.
Not after long, people started to call her "Lady". She thought it suited her.
Meiko found herself in front of the outside market place within minutes. Glancing around, she could see that quite a few people were here… Again, she glanced around for a less crowded stand, and when she spotted one, she strides right over to it.
The woman tending it was about her age, only she looked much younger because she didn't have to fight criminals. "Hello, how may I—" The woman stops in midsentence and her eyes twinkle with delight. "Milady! An honor it is to sell my produce to you!"
Meiko chuckles and says, "Think nothing of it. Do you have any corn and potatoes I can buy?"
"Of course we do! Please remain there while I go gather them up."
"Sure." That's probably why no one is around here, she thought, she must not be prepared yet. Meiko decides to wait patiently, giving curt nods to anyone who wanted to grab her attention.
But at the corner of her eye, she spotting something peculiar, but she dared not look at it yet. It was white… all white, and it was peeking from one of the walls from the alleyway. Was it looking at her, or someone else?
'No, it's definitely looking at me.'
When she turned to it however, a random passerby walked in front of her and the next thing she knew, the figure vanished. She quirked an eyebrow, and decided to go in the direction to it—
"M-Milady! Your groceries! Do you not want them?"
Meiko stops, and turns to the woman, then the russet basket containing the crops she asked for. "Oh, right," she remembered, and sauntered back to the woman. "…How much gold?"
"Oh, no no, I cannot possibly take money from you Milady."
"But I insist—"
"But I mustn't." The woman smiled at her, "It's the least I can do for someone so courageous such as yourself, and what you've done for this town. Please, take it."
Meiko hesitantly grabs the basket and smiles back weakly. "Alright. Thank you."
"Thank you for your patronage!"
The woman in the red dress shuffled her hand in her basket before stopping to glance at the alleyway where the white figure stood. As much as she wanted to go to find out who was watching her from such a distance, she couldn't dawdle.
"Milady, is something wrong?" The woman asks, waving her body above the crowd to see where her Meiko was looking.
"No, it's nothing."
At least, she hoped it was nothing.
'Alice…'
'Alice…'
'Alice~'
'The first Alice… the gallant woman… it is time to shape your own world...'
"Heeheehee…"
Meiko launches upwards from her bed, waking up in cold sweat. She was breathing rapidly in the dark, almost forgetting where she was. She touched herself: her arms, her legs, her torso, her face, for no particular reason. Once her body was calm, her mind was not. The dream she had… she couldn't remember much of it. It was dark, and…
No, there was something she remembered.
"Alice…?"
A/N: cliffhanger(?) already wow
there are 8346835 PVs of alice human sacrifice
47653 of these videos has different interpretations
374 of these has different lyrics
so i decided to take 5 of these and... combine them i dont know
each person will have at least 2 chapters (the twins might have 3... because of the VARIOUS WORLDS IN/OF WONDERLAND with delicious twinsest yum)
i'm tired of reading the (AHS) stories posted here... its like i'm really reading the lyrics again! so i decided to dig deeper into the song
pretty deep
is this yay or nay
either way i'm gonna keep writing until you like it
oh a-and review please ;_;
i like those ;_;
please ;_;