I do not own ANYTHING. Though I would like to. Wait, I own Styrr. That's about it. The other OC's belong to my friends... -.-'
Anyways, Elizabeth has some issues in this chapter. And Styrr (FYI) since she's based off of... me... let me explain: Those of you who know Fruits Basket, I- and Styrr- are completely and utterly exactly like Hatsuharu. Personality-wise, with the "black" and "white". And I get cold really easily. And I'm violent.
"Joker!" Elizabeth screamed his name, screamed bloody murder. She ran into the forest, only to stop herself. You'll get yourself lost when it's so dark like this. Even if the time period changes, you don't know your way around yet. She told herself. After several deep breaths, she heard a scream come from the castle.
"Oh, jeez," she gasped, running towards the sound. It came from a closed door. Behind that closed door, however, was a nearly hysterical Styrr in a black tank top and her black jeans. She was barefoot, and you could see the knives all over her arms, but she screamed like a child.
"Styrr! What happened?" Elizabeth called, worried. The redheaded girl looked up at her, eyes huge and watering.
"He's... gone!" She bawled. "Ace is gone! I woke up because I was cold and he was GONE!" Her voice rose to a high-pitched tone at the end. Oh, Styrr, get over it already, it's not like he's dead, Insensitive Elizabeth said inside her head.
"Come on," Elizabeth said. "Let's go find the others." She pulled Styrr with a little difficulty, as she was trying to pull her leather jacket on over her shoulders. Elizabeth's own clothes, the flowing silver dress she had worn to the tea party, seemed thin in comparison.
She burst through a door, trying to find the other once-Outsider. Leanne was sitting in a chair, staring at Julius's workplace. He was nowhere to be found.
"Leanne?" Elizabeth asked softly. The silver-haired girl turned her head. "What happened to Julius?" At this, the girl sighed softly.
"He's gone, isn't he," Styrr deadpanned. "So is Ace." Her face twisted into something that resembled someone who's about to cry and a face of rage. "They'll pay for this," she hissed. Elizabeth backed away.
"Ok, guys," she said, trying to ignore the hot, bubbling panic inside her. "Um... uh..." She stammered, the two girls staring at her with lifeless eyes. Then she started screaming. "JOKER'S GONE, EVERYONE'S GONE AND YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN TO ME WHEN I TOLD YOU SOMETHING WAS GONNA HAPPEN! NOW THEY'RE GONE, AND THEY MIGHT BE DEAD, AND YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME!" All her breath left her in a quick second, screaming her voice raw. "AND WE HAVE NO CLUE AS TO WHERE TO FIND THEM!" There were tears in her eyes, she wiped them away.
"Elizabeth... Lizzie-chan?" Styrr offered helpfully. Elizabeth glared, pushing her away. The murderess looked hurt, but didn't take it personally.
"Just... go to bed. I'll see you in the morning," she replied stonily. She stormed off, hearing the faint sounds of crying from the room.
Elizabeth shut the door with a bang, not wincing when a piece of plastic fell from the ceiling. Joker was gone. She felt hollow, empty. Like there was nothing inside her.
She fell down on the bed, not taking off the gown, and fell straight into oblivion.
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Apparently, her mind had other ideas.
She was on a gray platform, much like a train station. A single red train waited to be boarded. With a joy, she recognized King's Cross Station, from Harry Potter. The only things missing were the children ready to board the Hogwarts Express and that one policeman. The one that ate too many donuts.
She walked around, running her hands over the red steam engine when she heard someone clearing their voice. She turned around, back to back with the red train.
There was a someone with an eyepatch and a purple handkerchief- spotted with blood- floating a few feet away from her. He wore a faint smile, and chin-length gray hair, but he wasn't old. He looked about twenty-five.
Elizabeth reacted naturally. She asked him who he was. In a blunt manner. It went like this.
"Who the hell are YOU?" She asked, eyes quizzing his face. He only smiled. "I, my not-so-dear Elizabeth, am Nightmare. An incubus." Nightmare's eyes glittered as Elizabeth processed this information with a slightly affronted look on her face.
"... Aren't incubuses evil dream demons that rape women while they're sleeping?" She asked. "And you don't look very evil... more like a wannabe pirate with some type of weird posture." Nightmare grinned, showing his teeth.
"No. This is exactly why I didn't want to visit you- you seemed kind of critical. On the inside." He said, stifling a laugh. "But of course, my girlfriend Yuki forced me to come see you. She didn't know what happened, though."
"You mean that all the Role-Holders seemingly have disappeared?" She asked, innocent enough.
"Like your beloved Joker, yes." He said with a smile. "I don't like to read people's minds, but I can't really help it sometimes." He said. Elizabeth blushed madly.
"Could you tell me where everyone is before I- and more importantly, Styrr- go crazy?" Elizabeth asked, a little aggravated. "And if you've ever met Styrr, which I'm sure you have," at this, he nodded, "Then I think you should let me know before we get a load of pissed little violent girl on our hands."
"You need to go find Yuki first," he said. "She can help you, and she knows more about Wonderland than you. It's not like Styrr can help you manuever the place, as she can't walk three feet without getting lost." He said the last words with a chuckle. So I'm not the only one doubting her abilities... Elizabeth's inside self said.
"How do I get out of here?" She asked, tired of the man's taunting grin.
"Just take the train, of course," he said, highly reminiscent of Dumbledore himself. With that, Nightmare faded into the backround. Elizabeth stood there.
"Well, no use in standing here. I have a murderess to restrain," she said. "Dammit, this is so complicated." She muttered to herself. She climbed up onto the red train, almost getting hit by the nice old lady with the candy cart.
"Sorry!" Elizabeth called after her. She hadn't meant to, but...
The train had started to move, faster and faster until Elizabeth sank down on the seat and the whole scene disappeared from in front of her.
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When she woke up, her head felt heavy and her eyes threatened to close again- if not for the needle-sharp dagger poised directly above her nose.
"Get. Up." A stern voice ordered. As she sat up, she saw a very angry Styrr with fire in her eyes pointing a dagger at her face. The redhead was sitting on the bed, glaring at anyone who walked by.
"Um, Styrr?" Elizabeth gulped. "Let's not be violent, okay?" Her tone was pleading. Styrr glared- like she was doing to everyone- and put the dagger back into its sheath on her arm.
"I hope you're fricking ready, because we're going somewhere. I don't know where, but somewhere," she said sharply.
Elizabeth nodded. "I do know where we're going. Do you know someone named Yuki?" At this, Styrr nodded. "Ok. We're going to get her- and we're not using your directions." Elizabeth got up, and blushed. "Do you mind lending me some clothes?" She asked, embarrassed. Styrr nodded again, going over to the closet to retrieve something normal- a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that read, "The Game- you just lost." She sighed- something normal to wear.
After she changed, Elizabeth went outside to find both girls out in the hallway already.
"We're going to find Yuki? Clover Tower, that is. She's most likely asleep in one of these rooms, but upstairs- way upstairs." Leanne led the way up the spiral staircase and into the first room.
It was empty. Same with the second, third, and fourth.
This was going to be a long search.
Ok, I admit- Elizabeth doesn't need to hide her more sarcastic self when she's in dreams. Which explains the whole "WTF are you doing inside my dream, creeper?" attitude with Nightmare. (Sorry, Yuki! I'll make it better next time! I PROMISE!) Halfway through writing the last few paragraphs I realized... that the Clover Tower and the Clock Tower are usually referred to as the same thing... so... um... I fixed it.
Now, Yuki, you do what you promised. Andale, chile!
