Omake:
Me: Welp, it's a new year, and I'm jobless, went through annoying drama with people that made me go back to semi-old habits, making me feel sad and discouraged so why not take said sadness and put it in my story to help get me out of that mindset? 'shrugs, scratching the back of her curly head' The Title of this chapter speaks for itself. I don't want to make promises, but I think the issues I had to deal with are slowly leaving and I think I'll be able to focus more on writing and college.
Shrek: Why are you making it so negative? You're usually optimistic and shit.
Me: I still am but because of the shit I went through with people and drama, I'm now just making sure I'm protecting myself and keeping toxic people out of my life.
Shrek: 'Sipping his beer' How's that going?
Me: Surprisingly well. All of the people who have done shit to me are gone except for one person who still associates with me as being a friend.
Shrek: Are you?
Me: Phht! Fuck no!
Shrek: Hm...good point. Especially after what you told us.
Fiona: Just try and focus on yourself when you can. That and not snap at anyone.
Me: I can promise to do more things for myself, but I can't promise that I won't snap on someone who will deserve it.
Fiona: 'shrugs' Fair enough, I guess.
Shrek: What did I say that made Fiona so angry in this story, anyway?
Me: That will be explained hopefully in this chapter. If not, then it will be explained...soon.
Shrek: You need to start getting organized.
Me: 'Shrugs' I'm just going with the flow.
Fiona: Anyway, on with the story!
Fiona asked her mother, Donkey, and Dragon to take care of the kids. She didn't want them to worry about her, and to help that reassurance, Fiona said that she "needed to let off some steam" because she was feeling a bit stressed. Thankfully, Lillian, Donkey, and Dragon understood as Fiona smiled and thanked them, walking out of the Candy Apple. She did have to let off steam, but not the way her friends and mother assumed.
After a few hours of walking, Fiona found herself in the middle of a forest she wasn't too familiar with. Summer was close to ending, and, as a result of that, the leaves on the branches were already turning orange, red, and brown, mixing surprisingly well with the remaining luscious green leaves. She was happy that the forest trees had a good amount of distance between one another, making the open area of the forest look empty, as well as a bit scary and unsettling to any human who had never trailed that far in a forest. Fiona lives literally in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by forest and wild animals. Not only that, but being locked away in the tower as a child for almost two decades with a fire breathing dragon who could kill you at any given time, and being isolated from any kind of social interaction, made Fiona use to everything she was dealing with and went through during that time to where it became her normality. That and helped her toughen up when it came to facing things without her husband or friends.
Fiona observed the amount of trees surrounding her and smiled.
'Perfect.' She thought as she softly rubbed her hands together, loudly cracking them from the tips of her fingers, all the way down to her wrists. From there, Fiona stretched her arms and chest out, followed by her twisting her back at an oddly disturbing angle, making her bones first let out a few small satisfying pops, and then a loud audible 'crack!', making the ogress let out a painful, but relaxed grunt from how good that last one felt. She relaxed her body as she walked up to a nearby tree that had a thick trunk and strong base, softly putting her hand on the trunk, touching the spiky bark. As she was looking at the tree with an emotionless expression, Shrek's word's echoed through her mind.
'If it meant being away from people, and having a piece of mind from anyone, then yes! I wish I never saved you from that damn tower! I wish I never met Donkey, I wish I never met my so called 'friends'!And I wish I never married you!'
Her her anger began to slowly build. So much so, that her nails literally sunk into the bark, drawing blood from her fingers. From there, she angrily punched the trunk of the tree.
She then punched it again.
And again..
And again...
And again...
Before she knew it, there was a huge eighteen to nineteen inch width crater-shaped dent in the trunk.
She saw that the bark was chipped from the repetitive punching. She was able to grab a good amount of the bark and pulled that, along with some of the wood, leaving stringy bits of wood behind. It's about as similar to someone pulling human skin, veins, arteries, and muscle off of a skeleton, but not so bloody and gruesome. She didn't know why, but she continued to punch, pull and take her anger out on the tree. She knew she couldn't send the tree tumbling down, so she punched and destroyed the tree as much as she could until the tree trunk looked like Dragon bit through and shredded it with her teeth.
Normally, Fiona would stop, but she was blinded with rage as she looked over to her right, breathing like a rabid animal, and saw a fallen tree. From there, she walked up, grabbed the tree branch, and began twisting and pulling it as she let out angry grunts and groans. The thick branch began to give way from Fiona's strength and bent. The branch was still on the tree with the help of the strong bark, annoying Fiona, who aggressively pulled and pulled until the branch, as well as the bark and wood, was completely ripped off, leaving a huge scar of lost bark and wood on the tree. Fiona panted from how hard that was and tossed the tree's appendage into the woods, hearing it hit a different tree that was a different size from the one Fiona was assaulting. She saw another branch on the same tree as she rolled up her sleeves, took her hair out of its braided ponytail to put her hair in a down bun, and proceeded to do the same thing she did with the previous tree branch. The only difference is that Fiona had to grip the branch more, considering it was about as thick as Shrek's arm, if not thicker in width, and slammed it angrily against the first battered tree she destroyed.
Fiona was on a war path of destruction and she wasn't going to stop for a while.
The more she destroyed, the more she suddenly felt tears begin to blur her vision. She would wipe her eyes and go back to her assault towards the tree she was hitting and punching, but her vision went back to being blurry. She wiped the tears away again, but felt them run down her face, hitting the tree underneath her. She didn't let that stop her as she went back to hitting the trunk of the tree, but her powerful punches slowed, feeling her anger leave her body. She was ready to hit the already dented tree, she kept it up in the air, her fist clenched and trembling, and her breath becoming short and uneven.
Fiona, whose hair was out of its bun, placed her forehead against splintered tree, causing her hair to cover her face, and began to cry. Her cries were not audible at first, but within a few minutes, her soft cries turned into agonizing sobs, her arms over her face.
She knew that it wasn't only what Shrek said that made her that upset, but what her parents did to her by locking her away in the tower, not being able to express herself the way she wanted, and the horrible nightmares that kept her up at night and how she didn't know what to do and how to deal with them.
She tried to push through the pain.
She tried to not let it get to her.
She truly did, and thought that it was working when she got married, got back in contact with her mom and dad, and had children.
Sadly, her assumptions were wrong.
She could only take so much before she was at her breaking point.
She didn't want to destroy any more trees.
She just wished that things were different
She wished that she could be respected, treated fairly, and most of all, loved without someone hurting her or saying back handed comments.
Not that far from the crying ogress, someone was watching her.
The person didn't have fear or an intent to kill her because of her being an ogre. Rather, they watched in heartbreak and pity.
OMAKE:
Me: Not happy about how this turned out, but I wanted to FINALLY be done with this chapter and write something else for a bit.
Shrek:...Jesus Christ...remind me not to piss my wife off.
Snow:...Indeed...
Fiona:...Holy crap, you went all out on this chapter.
Me: I'm also angry because of how these past few weeks have been for me so this is a bit of a fuel/healthy way of taking my anger out and stuff.
Fiona:...seems fair...in a way...I still can't get over this chapter.
Me: 'Shrugs' Meh. This is what happens when I'm angry and sad and I go by my feelings in my work.
Tree: Tree Lives matter!
Me: 'turns to see the tree holding a sign' What the? How did you get in my room?
Tree: Fiona is racist against trees!
Fiona:...What?
Me: Trees aren't even a race! 8[
Tree: Trees have feelings! She invaded our safe space!
Me: Oh God. Here we go.
Shrek: Kill it!
Me: What the? Why me?
Shrek: You're the aggressive one!
Me: Phht! I'm not going to kill a tree!
Shrek: Uugh! May I kill it then?
Me: If you want. I don't care.
Shrek: 'pulls out an axe and walks over to the tree'
Me: Welp. Until next chapter. See you guys around!
End of Omake
A/N: Thank you to Brian, as well as the two people who reviewed my first chapter. I really appreciate it. I didn't expect anyone to read this to be honest, but if you guys like it, I'm glad. More will come soon. Not sure when, but soon!
