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Chapter 3: Noel Part. 2

The light above glowed enough to wake Noel from her sleep. She couldn't remember anything….where was she? What happened? She tried to move, but she felt constricted.

"S-someone! Anyone! I'm tied up in this chair here! Anyone…?"

Noel couldn't see anything past her and the light that shown above her. Just empty blackness. She then heard a clank. Then another, and another. Someone was there, wearing metal boots, or something. It moved closer and closer, and Noel could only wait until it arrived. The figure came out from the darkness before her, glaring at her. Noel gasped.

"You! You're the guy - gah!"

With lighting speed, the metal man had extended his arm out and grabbed her face, muffling her screams. He slowly inched his way to her, his arm shortening until is was at regular length. He began looking over her with his neon eyes. Noel never had seen something so robotic. This…thing was covered in metal, but had scraps of clothing clung onto him, and a huge hat that covered his whole head. He brought his eyes to match her gaze, the look of insanity burning in them. The figure shook his head.

"No…no, you are not the one I seek. You are quite beautiful, though," He removed his grip from her mouth. "Please, speak."

At first, Noel said nothing, she only stared at her captor. He chuckled at this. "Oooh Ms. Vermillion, you must not believe what others say, or you might end up a tool for them."

A flash shot through Noel's mind. "Ugh…h-how do you know my name?"

"It is one's duty to know his victim's names. What would be the purpose of going around kidnapping random people?" The metal man spoke with an acid tongue. Every word seemed to burn in the young officer's mind.

"What are you doing here? What do you want?" Noel's voice trembled.

Again, the figure cackled. "Must we talk about me? It's all about me, ever since I got here. The people fear me, the NOL are hunting me, even those vigilantes are after me. Well, the were after me. But, let's mix it up a bit. What about you?"

Noel stared at him angrily. He was trying to be charming, when she knew he was a cold-blooded killer. He noticed.

"Oh come on, don't be like that. Here. Maybe this will motivate you."

He placed his metal boot on the stretcher of the chair, and with one forceful push, kicked the chair over. Noel screamed, as she fell through the never ending blackness. She saw the light above her go out, and could only make out a pair of green orbs, floating in the shadows.


As Noel fell down, thoughts whirled around in her head. This was just too much for her to handle. This nightmare, the man, the questions. It made her wish she was back at the NOL building. At least there no one tried to kill her.

A voice boomed all around her. "Ok, so I've been doing some research…on you, of course. Let's see…hmmm…. Ah, here we go. You, Noel, love and value your family, especially your parents, eh?"

Portraits began to fly up around Noel. She caught glimpses of her, her parents, and even her friends.

The voice rang out again. "Ah, and you enjoy poetry. How cute. What's your favorite one?"

Don't answer, Noel. You'll just be playing his sick game.

Noel could feel the irritation in his voice. "Fine. I'll give you mine. It's an old nursery rhyme. I think you'll like it. Eh-hem….

"Solomon Grundy, Born on a Monday."

Almost immediately, Noel crashed onto the unseen ground. The chair smashed into pieces, releasing her. She grunted as she stood up, viewing her surroundings: A very damp, dark labyrinth. The walls were a strange dark blue, with moss growing on some of them. The ground right under Noel's feet began to rumble and shake. She dove out of the way, right in time, as…something…came up. Noel gasped.

What erupted from the ground was a huge, heinous centipede, covered in a green goo. It's mammoth head veered toward Noel, and she could see its soul piercing eyes. Two huge, red compound eyes stared at her, looking like portals into the pits of hell. It opened it's mouth, revealing millions upon millions of tiny, serrated teeth. The insect raised it's head, ready to make Noel its next meal. It came at her, and Noel responded by acrobatically dodging. She began to ran down the corridors of blue labyrinth, the sound of thousands of legs scratching the ground echoing throughout. Over the sound of the monster, Noel could hear her captor continue the rhyme.

"Christened on Tuesday, Married on Wednesday."

Again, pictures and paintings of Noel, her family and her friends appeared, engraved into the stone walls. Noel saw them, but just kept running, knowing her fate if she stopped.

"Took ill on Thursday, Grew worse on Friday."

Noel felt her legs growing weaker. She began to stumble along, slowing down. As she rounded a corner, she stopped short. Right in front of her was a huge wall, a dead end. No where else to run. She turned and screamed. The monster insect had caught up to her, standing no more than ten feet away from her. The wall next to Noel burst into pieces. Before she knew it, Noel was constricted by the backend of the creature. She tried to break free, but it was no use. It was like fighting a battleship with a BB gun, except it was a two hundred foot bug.

"Hehehe…Died on Saturday, Buried on Sunday."

As the bug's gaping mouth slowly moved over her, Noel began to tear up. No…my life can't end now, not like this.

An ear-piercing laugh rang out through the maze. "This is my favorite part:

"This is the end of Solomon Gr-"

A sound cut the voice off. The monster stopped in its tracks and looked around. So did Noel. It was the sound of a crack. Noel heard the creature shriek. She looked in the direction the monster was looking in: up. A distinct white crack stuck out in the sky of black above them.

Noel.

Noel heard a familiar voice. She didn't know where it was coming from, but she could hear it.

Noel! Noel! Wake up, it's only a dream!

The crack grew wider, spreading across…everywhere. The sky above, the walls, even the killer insect began to crack like a chipped window. An enraged voice boomed.

"No…NOOOOO! What is happening! No…she can't be here…not now! Damn her….damn her to hell!"

With that one last shout of rage, the cracks finally broke, releasing a blinding light everywhere. Noel could barely make out the monster, but heard its screech of anguish as both she and it were overwhelmed by the light.


"Noel! Noel! Come on Noel…WAKE UP ALREADY!"

Noel sat up, panting. "I'm up! I'm up! Huh?"

Sitting above her was a long-time friend, Makoto Nanaya, shouting at her like a lunatic.

"Finally! Your awake!" Makoto shouted in a strange mix of overjoyed and relieved. She helped Noel up, then preceded to hug her so tight Noel swore her eyeballs were going to pop out.

"Gah! It's ok, Makoto. I'm fine." Noel said awkwardly.

"Yeah, ok, sure. It sure didn't look like that when we found you."

"How did you find - wait what?"

Noel realized that they were not alone…wherever they were. On top of a building, she assumed. From the shadows behind Makoto walked out a girl, looking around the same age as herself. She wore a short black dress with golden brown lacing, and a red cross etched onto the front. She was slightly pale, and her white bangs gleamed in the moonlight.

"Hello, Noel. My name is Mariana. Mariana Agnis."


A/N's: Yes! Finally another chapter. I loved writing this one. I really can't tell if I like writing about the nightmares of the characters, or the days before them. Either way, I hope your liking them. The Solomon Grundy Poem really is my favorite poem, and I felt like adding it in here. This new character will be explained in the next chapter, so don't worry, anyone who's freaking out, which I highly doubt.

Thanks for reading!