Joy and Death
A.N.: -gets a pop bottle thrown at her- that didn't hurt you know. –bounces off- Okay, well, before you guys throw something that just may hurt, know that I have been off on Easter holidays and such, it was very much needed. Needless to say, I am back. Here is the 9th chapter of J.a.D. I hope ya'll like it. ( I also realize, it has realllly been a long time. So I have made this chapter 600 words longer than normal.)
Chapter 9
Trender giggled. "You can't go around wearing a bathrobe hun!" Trender protested. He took my hand and as if at our presence, the whole room stirred awake as if it had been asleep. The walls cracked outwards and the floor vibrated and thumped slightly. It was a room in the shape of an octagon. Said faces of the Octagon-like room pushed out, revealing rooms behind them. I could make out the mix of highly vibrant colors. Trender pushed me into one of the room, while I gawked. "You guys…" Trender burst into a fit of his familiar giggling. "Trender, if one could literally bounce off the walls, I'm pretty sure it would be you." Trender tilted his head to the side. "Whatever do you mean by- No, never mind." Trender turned to a double rack full of colorful clothes. "Can I ask a few questions?" Trender looked over to me. His face twisted back into what would have been a cheerful grin. "Go ahead!" he continued to rifle through more colorful clothes. "Your eldest brother, Slender, seemed surprised I did not know what he was at the time. May I ask why?" Trender's voice turned slightly serious. "Well, for starters brother is very much known in his time, to the point of much fear, murder, and…" He trailed off and winced. "Is something wrong Trender?" I placed a hand on his back, concerned for the younger entity. "Brother is scolding me, telling me not to spoil too many details." I stepped back, and gazed at him in surprise. All this surprise was starting to turn my face numb. Trender took on a look of concentration and groaned. "He won't leave me be now, nag nag nag." I chuckled darkly. "Think of something that would drive him nuts then, something that he can't stand, I'll bet he'll be outta there in ten seconds." Trender stopped, stared at me, and closed his eyes for a moment. They snapped open suddenly and he erupted into a fit of giggles. "It worked… " His laughter and giggling turned into a shrieking fit. "Can I ask one more question?" Trender was struggling to remain standing, his laughter was straining his stomach. "S-sure!" "What exactly are you guys? I have never seen anything like you guys before, and I have seen many weird things." Trender smiled. "We are called Slenderkind, for our race anyway." I nommed my bottom lip a little. Trender gasped, having seen my do that. "Ah, ah! No, don't do that!" he whined. "I only do it when I am in deep thought." I monotoned. Trender disappeared into one of the clothing racks completely. His muffled voice asked "Question Viola, Pink, Blue, Black, or Red?" the shuffle and occasional squeak of hangers could be heard. I just stared at the wiggling clothing rack numbly.
*"Isn't she ready yet?"* Ender whined through the mental link they all shared. Slender crossed a leg calmly over the other. *"You know Trender's weakness is.. well.."* Gender smirked knowingly. Slender silenced them all. "All, of you, take your seats. Trender will be along." He ended curtly. How annoying his little brother could be! He got called a nag, (He didn't think he looked like a horse!) and then proceeded to bomb the mental link with pictures of pancakes. He shuddered inwardly. That brat knew where to hit. The brothers had all taken their seats, none sat in the small couch. They had reserved that for their guest. Offender sat quietly, fiddling with a red rose. Gender and Ender sat next to each other. Though, Slender was also beginning to question too. Splendor sat silently. Slender checked up on the mental link with his younger brother, finding nothing but a darkness and muddle of excitedness. Then he was abruptly bombed by pancakes again. He snarled mentally, annoyed by his younger brother. Just then, Trender's excited squeal was heard. Nervous chuckles filtered through the closed doors. They opened, and Trender, always being one to grandstand, stood to the side of the open door and bowed. "Lady Viola has arrived." What appeared in the doorway was a loveliness he had not seen the like of for centuries. That loveliness blushed and tittered slightly, uncomfortable at being the center of attention. She'd been dressed wonderfully, he had to admit. A hat with roses adorned her head, covering her line of vision only slightly. This caused only her full red lips to be seen. It made her look mysterious and enchanting. Her dress was that of a classic ballgown, adorned with a few roses and baubles. Trender giggled at the silence that had ensnared the brothers, and led her to a small couch gently by her hand. By no means, did he ever want to make the description of her less than what it was. But… needless to say. She was amazing. Viola had taken her seat on the small couch, and once Trender was certain she was comfortable, he sat down next to her in an empty chair. Offender coughed. "Damn." Gender looked away, a blush imminent on his cheeks. A pop sounded and Gender cursed. He had taken on the form of a she again, earning a giggle from Splendor. He in turn received a death glare. "I apologize for keeping you all waiting…" Viola said in a sweet saccharine voice. Almost all of the Slenderfolk in the room eiher blushed or looked away. Slender was the strongest however, so he replied "It was no wait at all, my dear." Viola nodded and gazed up at him. "I don't mean to be so blunt either, but perhaps we can talk more… "She looked away to side at Trendor, who grinned. She turned her gaze back to Slender. "After all, I'm sure there are many questions to be asked of each other yet." As soon as she had said this, almost all of the looked as if they were going to speak. They never got the chance to. The ground shuddered beneath their feet, the immense cracking of an explosive being sent off. Slender sat silent for a moment, then sprung from his chair and looked out the window. They were back. He scowled as some sort of grey green machine had parked itself in the center of some black metallic monstrosities. A snarl was heard, and everyone turned at least one eye to Viola. Her eyes were filled and murky with a rage barely held back. "Allow me to deal with them." Slender nodded, and she took off running down the hallway.
Viola's warning bells in her mind had turned into sirens. She hated them, hated it all. They will not touch the mansion, she decided. She was astonished that she was able to move in this thing. That thing, was the marshmallow of a dress Trender had somehow gotten her into. She flung out one foot at a time, and her heels where kicked away. She tore down the hallway, barefoot. The slapping of her feet on the cold stone accelerated, and she finally stopped at the front door. Only to have it blown up to bits in front of her. Fucking tank! She snapped to herself. She reached her hand out, as if to grasp something. It appeared in her hand a second later. It was her gauzy, white bandage sword. She stepped through the massive dust cloud. She kept her head tilted down until she stood at the front steps to the manor. She was about to attack them, when she felt five presences by her side. Five entities. She smirked then, studying the men and woman clad in black armor. She ignored the tank as it's weaponry focused on her. The air around all six of them hung dark and heavy. She studied them all. "Oh dear, I do think that tank missile was meant for me." Weapons clicked in the soldier's hands and voices clamored for her to come quietly. She gazed at them. "That shit gets old you know. And there is one matter of that concerns me, ladies and gentlemen." They remained silent. Their weapons trained on her. And they fired. The tank sounded a second after. Her weapon's bandaged exploded around her and the five others, shielding them from harm and catching the bullets fired. The tank's explosive was cut before it even left the range of the SUV's. As a result, the explosion turned a couple of the vehicles on their sides. Fire flickered dangerously and some men screamed, having been lit on fire. The others swore and tried to reload their weapons. Her bandaged exploded forth, knocking the weapons from their hands. Minutes later, the tank was refocused again. "As I was saying people, we have a problem. You see, I was staying her as a guest, and the owners of this mansion are not happy with the damages you have caused." The soldiers stared at her. Viola spread her arms out to her sides, palms up. The five Slender brother came into view. "So tell me, brothers five, what punishment fits their rude intrusion?" She smirked coolly. "It is technically you five that they have wronged..." she began to pace slowly before the five of them. The men and woman garbed in black screamed, horrified. "Holy fucking hell!" One screeched. He fell backwards on his ass in shock. Viola turned her head to them. "So, brothers. Have you decided their fate, shall I take them all, or merely participate?" she got her answer when Slender disappeared, flickering out like a bad light bulb. The others followed suit. Slender reappeared behind a soldier. And waited for him to turn around. He did, and a white area in his face ripped open, revealing a blackened jagged maw. "First rule. Don't look or it takes you. You failed." Slender deadpanned to the wide-eyed male.
