A new short and sad chapter!
The Will of the Abyss awoke to the sight of a certain Seaweed head's clothes sprawled on the floor.
"Gilbert," she screamed, "Where are you?"
Gilbert, who was in the shower replied, "Shower."
"Hurry up! Get Dressed!" She whined.
Gilbert got out of the shower, wrapped the tower around his bottom half and walked into the bed room, still soaking wet.
"WHA?" the white haired girl screamed.
"Sorry!" Gilbert snapped grabbing his clothes.
A few minutes later Gilbert left for Pandora. Will of the Abyss then began to cry, a hole seeming to form in his chest.
"Don't leave me alone.." she whispered, remembering that fateful day 100 years ago.
"I wish Jack would come again," Will of the Abyss said, twirling and dancing in Alice body.
"Alice," she heard a familiar voice.
She turned to see Jack, "Jack!" She giigled, Jack it's yo-" but she was cut off by Vincent's succors cutting her throat, in the hands of Jack.
Please no Flame for making Jack be "Alice"'s murderur!