The Tale of Jake
Amy followed the white rabbit as he made his way through this maze of a forest. He kept pulling out a pocket watch every fourth step he took. It was annoying. "Are you developing a nervous habit Jake?" she questioned harmlessly adding a slight bounce adding its way into her step.
Finally she was left alone with Ever's son; Jake was a symbol for the rest of the Halloween Towner's. Not only was he born into a family of, well, royalty, he survived James' wrath. The one remaining wing proved as battle scars for any unbelieving eyes. She couldn't help but smile lovingly at the blue haired boy's red cloth covered back. He's a sweet boy, and he doesn't deserve the life in Halloween Town.
He was an angel, the wings reflected it nicely- well the wing. She was there when James prided the limb from the small body of her love. If she closed her eyes at this very moment she could see that very scene play out. It was in Halloween Town square, it was early morning, around 5:30, when it happened. For awhile Jake was bothered by the other creatures of Halloween Town, getting stared at oddly- like they would kill them if he wasn't Ever's son.
The morning though changed everything… for the better. Amy could feel the eyes of the Halloween Town's creatures stare past her on to the boys in the center. Jake greeted his uncle; his only reply was that of being turned around. And that was when it happened. James' hand gripped the black feathered limb and pulled.
Amy stopped and dropped to the ground shaking her head violently to rid it of the image of blood, lots and lots of blood. Her ears rang from the past scream the Jake let out. "You okay?" her companion questioned touching the back of her head ever so gently.
That was what was so great about Jake; he's just so sweet and gentle. So easily breakable… her eyes tear up again at the thought. "I'm just… thinking," she whispered lifting her head up to smile sadly up at the rabbit. "Of how you deserve so much better than this," she added holding onto the hand that now rested on her shoulder.
He shrugged, "don't look too far into it Amy, my mother's a creature, and that means I am too. Halloween Town is where I was raised and it's where I belong. It's all good, you don't have to shed tears for little old me," he smiled largely. Amy blinked her large doe like eyes up at him, "come on, we have a story to play out," he helped her to her feet.
She could only nod as he linked an arm through hers as he led the way to a place he's never been. So this was it, they got what they wanted. They were alone with each other, but yet it just wasn't it.
Jake smiled all the way with the small little grin of his, it felt like both of them were reliving the moments of that very life changing day for him, even though they haven't shared another word with each other. Jake closed his eyes; it was easy to relive the ghosts of his past as they were still so very clear in his head. Ya sure, he laughs and makes jokes about the dismemberment of his limb but it still stung deep.
He was betrayed by his best friend, his family, his father figure, his brother. He was sent in James' care since he was a young boy of seven, and he's been there ever since. James was the greatest friend that he had; the only thing that tore them apart (and that could) is the whole wing dismembering. He still couldn't completely grasp the why.
The next time Jake came too was two days after, he was wrapped up in new bandages with more pillows that he could count supporting him and comforting him. The soft downy blanket lay in a pool under his bandages so they wouldn't get bloodied. Whoever was talking care of him did one hell of a job to make sure that he was treated like a king.
His bandages were changed as he slept, and only as he slept. His food was sitting out waiting on the side table when he would wake; it was always warm, almost as if his care taker knew when he would awaken. It was only a week later than he was able to get up and go.
That first step out of the room he saw James leaning against the opposite wall just watching him as he descended the stairs slowly. It often crossed his mind that James was the one that took care of him for that week of bed rest; but that made no sense. Why rib someone's limb off only to nurse them back to heath? But maybe, just maybe, he did it for Jake's own good. But he had quickly thrown that idea away. The question always came back down to why!
As the characters of Alice and the Rabbit traveled further into the colourful forest their thoughts came to a halt. "So what now huh, what after all this? Do we just go off to some other world? When does this ever stop?" Amy questioned turning her attention to the rabbit.
Jake shrugged, "We go in till we get back to Halloween Town," he replied easily as he continued to lead her towards their unknown destination. A voice in his head told him to let go of her arm, and he did.
"Alice!"
Amy blinked, "How-"she pointed to the group that stood in front of her.