The Impressionist's Advent in the Abyss

Summary: An ordinary, 15 year old cosplayer got somehow sucked into her favorite anime/game, that she never played, but only watched. It wasn't even on her agenda when she volunteered and helped Alodia Almira Gosiengfiao's annual yearly anime event.

A/N: Important announcement! Please read! I'm posting chapter two here in on the same day online, because I will not be online much because it's for family time and business. Hope you all understand. I'm also hoping for reviews when I open my mail again? Enjoy chapter two then…We're going to the beach~! Umi, umi, umi~! And thank you all for the reviews and faves~!

Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of the abyss! Only my OC's and plot twist!

Chapter II: The 'Demon Princess' in Grand Chokmah

Florence POV

"Ow…my head…!" I groaned as I rubbed my throbbing cranium. It's like someone pounded my head with one of those chibi anime hammers. A sudden zap of pain made me hiss. "Seriously, ow…" I opened my eyes but quickly closed them because of o bright light. Groaning as I rolled to the side, I opened my eyes again. Were the lights that bright before? When my eyes finally adjusted, the first thing I saw within my line of vision was grass.

Blink. Blink.

"Grass?", quickly sitting up my brain went in overdrive as I looked at my surroundings. Lush green grass, tall, healthy trees as far as my eyes can see. "Forest? I'm…in a forest?"

Standing up from my current spot, but almost tripped, I glanced down and gasped. "And why the hell am I still in costume?" true enough I'm still wearing Rozaline's dress. And what is poking my sides? Looking it over, I saw the culprit. "Oh, it's just the wings…"

I sighed as I reached the wing props of the costume. "Better get this off before it becomes a hindrance…" As I yanked, I yelped. "What the…" testing my obvious curiosity, I yanked it again. "Yeow!"

"I know Elizabeth works magic with props, but does she really need to stick the wings onto my skin?" I asked myself expecting no one to reply, I sighed heavily. "I might at least get this wig off. No point in keeping it on." When pulling the wig off, I did not expect the results.

"Ow! You've got to be kidding me!" I bellowed as I actually flailed my arms. "The wig is stuck, too? What the heck is going on? This has never happened before!" As I kicked poor nearby tree, the pistol that was a prop for the costume, fell from the thigh holster on my right leg. As it hit the ground, I jumped a feet away as it went off. I was breathing erratically from shock.

"No…No way…That wasn't supposed to go off. A finely crafted replica of the pistol …shouldn't have gone off!" Reasoning with myself as I crawled over to the seemingly innocent pistol. I hesitated to pick it up and was actually surprised that it weighed more that it was before.

"Is it really…real?" Checking the pistol more, I discovered that it's designed like those old cowboy movie pistols back home. "Six rounds of bullets, huh." I sighed again. "Oh boy. I'm actually carrying a gun. And it's real." Then a light bulb hit. "Real?" As I slowly looked back at my wings, I concentrated.

Twitch…Twitch. Flap.

Looking with disbelieving eyes, I tried again. Flap. Flap. "No way. The wings turned real..as it is with the pistol. So that means…" I looked at my costume again. The earrings, the necklace, every gold accessory that was supposed to be fake, turned into real gold! "Not good. If they are real, then I'm a sure target for robbers."

Turning my head here and there, on which way possible as I observed the surrounding. Nothing out of the ordinary, yet. I can still hear the birds chirping so that's good. "I really need to get out of here. Maybe…there's a road somewhere. But, I'm not sure…how long 'til I actually find one…

Shaking my head I snapped out of my inner battles. But I frowned at that thought. I sighed. "Might as well try."

ooOoo

"You've got to be kidding me." I seriously cannot believe this. After twenty minutes of walking and looking for a road, this is what I get? Soldiers with light armor pointing spears at me. This has to be the worst day of my life. Oops. Maybe not the worst. "U-Um…Did I do something wrong…?"

"We've heard a gunfire approximately thirty minutes ago in the forest." said the soldier in front of me. "Then you appeared from inside the forest where said to be the gunshot was. Plus, you appear very suspicious, miss.

Gunshot? Oh, shoot. That was my pistol that went off. And suspicious? Wait a sec. peering closely at their armor, something reminds me of it somewhere. I've definitely seen them somewhere before.

A sudden jab at my shoulder blades made me yelp. I spun and glared at who tried to shiskabab me. And little did I know I opened my wings when I did I know I opened my wings when I did. "Alright! Who jabbed me with a spear? Do I look like a piece of meat to you?"

"Monster!"

"Demon!"

"Tie her up quickly. Take her to palace dungeon to be interrogated by the king!"

After their outburst the next thing I knew that I was tackled to the ground. Concentrating their weights on holding me down while they tied my hands behind my back. "Hey what are doing?" And then darkness.

ooOoo

Peony's POV

I sighed when I stared at my window from the throne room. "Another boring day again. Jade said that he won't be coming back for a while."

….

"Argh! Seriously! Why is he always vague about giving important information!" I screamed in frustration as I was about on pulling my hair out! But the doors suddenly burst open. I turned to see my head general, Marcus Taylor, kneeling in front of me and out of breath, I raised a brow at that.

"Y-Your majesty!"

"Calm down Marcus. Take deep breaths first before you pass out.", as he saw my hand gesture to cool it, he did. Standing up straight this time, he said something that shocked me.

"Sire! We have captured a suspicious female outside the gates at the south!"

"What? General! Where are your men's manners? Capturing a female-" when I was busy on my ranting he cut me off. The nerve! What is with people today anyway?

"But sir! The reason why we captured her was because she has wing, your majesty!" Wings? What are they getting at? "She is definitely some sort of new weapon from enemy foeces! What are your commands to do with her, your highness?"

"Hmm…Interesting." Indeed, very interesting. A female demon, huh? I smirked at the very thought. Ooh, too bad Jade isn't here~. No! Strike that. If Jade sees this illusive demon General Marcus' men are talking about, knowing Jade, he'll start with his whole 'Necromancer' side again. I sighed. But it would be very interesting to meet her. Hey. Now that is not a bad idea. "General Marcus."

"Yes sir?"

"Where is the girl at this very moment?" as I expected I heard him stutter behind me.

"Uh…that would be…in the dungeon, your majesty."

I nodded, expecting that answer. "Well, General. Kindly escort her to one of our guest rooms, please."

"King Peony! What are you suggesting?" I deeply sighed. Why don't they trust my judgment once in a while? I turned back to Marcus, and let him see that I mean business. "I specifically said that you will escort our guest to one of our vacant guest rooms. Mind your manners now, that goes double for you men. And inform her that I, king Peony the IX, request an audience with her. That will be al, General." As I heard him walking out the double doors with haste, I smirked at my own work.

"Not bad, if I do say so myself. I deserve a pat on the back for that."

ooOoo

Florence POV

I huffed I annoyance as I stayed in this guest room they placed me in. But I guess that is better than in that dungeon. I sighed. What are they going to do to me? They said that their king request an audience with me. My eyes widened. No it can't be~!

Is the king deciding whether that if I should live or not? No~! if he does choose to get rid of me? Would they hang me, be-head me, or could he choose to burn me on a steak like a witch, or chop me to pieces and feed me to the sharks? No~! I don't want that!

When I heard the door click, I was pulled out of my inner turmoil and made a glance at the sounds direction. When I did I got the shock of my life. I abruptly stood from the bed and met face to face on a person that shouldn't be standing, nor breathing the same air as me! He stood there by the door, calm and collected as ever, but has certain childish aura around him. The dirty blonde hair, the clothes he wears, and the overly happy-go-lucky attitude! This can't be real! This has to be a dream or I'm dead! I'm so stressed out that I can actually hear my heart beating erratically. Oh no, he's about to speak!

"It's nice to meet you, my dear. I am Peony the IX, king of Grand Chokmah."

I didn't know what happened next but I think I passed out and hit the carpeted floor. I seem to have noticed that I'm doing a lot of that lately, that fainting that is.

A/N: And, there you have it. Another end to this chapter. R&R and see you again soon.