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Chapter Five

~He's Annoyed By This World~

Tristan looked in the mirror of his room with an apathetic look. His room only had a bed, a closet, a mirror and a door that connected to the bathroom.

He brushed back his messy black hair, his cold blue eyes still not showing any emotion. He slipped on his knight uniform, his sword making a loud screeching noise as he sheathed it.

He grabbed his sack full of the items he would be taking-food and weapons. He picked up his helmet before leaving his room.

Unfortunately on his way out of the castle, he ran into the person that he least wanted to see.

Lola Suit.

Lola was a woman that appeared to be in her twenties. Her silky short black hair was pulled back by two red clips. Her armour was a dress, the top half was red while the bottom half was metal. She wore red boots and long red gloves. Her eyes were a deep shade of ruby, the same colour as the lipstick she wore.

All in all, Lola was a red person.

Tristan hated her, not so much as The Writer, but she was close up there. Her role was that of the Red Knight but instead of being devoted to the Red Queen, she was completely obsessed with The Writer.

Anyone that tried to get between her and The Writer was instantly an enemy of Lola. Mind you, she was a bitch to everyone.

"Huh, what are you up to, knave?" She asked, trying to feign a disinterested look.

"Lord Writer has asked me to go on a mission for him," Tristan responded icily, knowing that if he did not answer then she would pester him all day.

"Oh, and what's that? To take out the laundry?" She asked, cackling.

Tristan rolled his eyes, not bothering to amuse her anymore and instead walked away. Because his back was to her, he did not see the deadly glare she shot him nor the clenching of her fists.

When he got to the entrance of the building, he felt himself calm down when he saw Alice, who gave him a bright smile.

She walked over to him and gave him a hug before stepping back and smiling sadly. "Good luck Tristan, don't get hurt."

He nodded before walking out the red castle and into the red desert of the area.

"This world…is so annoying."

Meanwhile, with the lunatics-I mean the other main characters:

"The first place to take her would be the Train station. It's closer," Boris said, disappearing and reappearing on trees.

"I hate to say it but I guess you're right," Peter sniffed, hoping away.

"Well of course I'm right~ It's why Alex likes me better," the cat teased, causing Peter to fume.

"Alex likes me more!" He growled but was met with an infuriating smirk.

"Nope, me."

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Me"

They both rounded on Alex, who blinked in curiosity at them.

"Alex! Who do you like more?!" They yelled.

Alex blinked before giggling. "Silly, I like you both but I like Moustachio Rock more."

"Dammit," Boris began, "lost to an inanimate object again!"

Peter grumbled to himself, "Well at least I don't have to worry about her running off with another man, just an inanimate object."

Boris sighed, "True that."

Alex walked on, blissfully unaware of the conversation between the other two. Instead, she was excited when she saw the train station up ahead.

The station was a small building that, like the rest, was shaped like a pawn. However, this pawn was painted white on one side and red on the other. Also, the checkered grass was also red on one side and white on the other.

The train, from what she could see, looked like a black bishop on its side. The only normal thing it had was large black wheels which were dirtied with grime and…blood.

Now that she thought about it, a lot of the building and grass were stained in red. How very curious.

Alex was surprised she could see this however, seen as it had turned to midnight and the only light was from the lamps that were shaped like pawns.

A creak shot through the silent air, causing Alex, Boris and Peter (the animals having stopped their conversation when they noticed Alex had left) to look over to where the noise had come from.

It was a group of five faceless men, all dressed in red armour with chequered patterns. They held fork-like sticks with sharp pointy edges.

Also, they did not look happy.

"Dammit, The Writer has sent his men already. This is not good. Oi, vermin, turn into your human self and protect Alex!" Peter demanded but was met with a guilty look.

"Yeah…about that, see when that rat and me were in human form, it was only temporary. I can't transform back until we go back to the Great Library. That's where my role is bound."

"What?! And you say this now?! I can't transform until we go to White Castle! Oh Alex, you need to get out of here!"

Alex, who had been half listening to the conversation, half fascinated with the faceless people, snapped her head towards the white rabbit. "Why? Aren't these guys the welcoming committee?"

"No! they're bad people!" Seeing Alex not interested, Peter suddenly found a way to grab Alex's attention.

"They want to kill your rock!"

Alex gasped, clutching Moustachio Rock to her chest. They want to kill her new best friend?! No!

The faceless people quaffed. "We want the girl! Dead or alive! Screw the rock!"

Alex stomped her feet. "Moustachio Rock is not just a rock! He has feelings!"

This caused the faceless men, and some of their friends who had turned up, to laugh. Alex angrily pouted, too angry to realize how much danger she was in.

However, two other people who happened to be walking by noticed the danger. They were about to ignore it, not seeing any fun in it, when they caught sight of Alex.

"Is that…?"

"Yes! She's back!"

Smirks pulled onto the adults faces before they charged into the fray. They held out their hands and weapons seemed to materialize into their hands.

The weapons in question were two giant scythes.

Before the faceless men knew what hit them, they were being chopped down by the scythes until nothing was left of them.

Alex watched in bewilderment, not knowing how to react. Faceless people had just died in front of her!

"…Sweet."

Okay, maybe she does know how to react in situations like these. Peter and Boris were used to seeing the faceless die, but they didn't know that Alex was going to be happy about it.

"…She is nothing like Alice."

Looking at their saviours, Peter groaned, Boris grinned while Alice stared at them in awe.

In front of them were two tall twin males. Both of them had dark, almost blue, hair. One of them had longer hair then the other, pulled back with a blue ribbon. The other had shorter hair, but his fringe was held back by red clips.

The long haired man had blue eyes while the short haired man had red eyes. Both wore suits but the blue-eyed one had a blue tie while the other had a red tie.

"Who're you?" Alex asked them.

They blinked in confusion before mischievous smirks crawled onto their faces.

"I'm Dee…" the long haired man began.

"I'm Dum…." the short haired man continued.

"And we're your boyfriends!"

"WHAT?!"

A/N: Yay! Dee and Dum are here! And stupid Lola is as well.

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