Alice Is Dead 11: Hold My Hand
Her hands twining in his, her smile piercing the dark like a ray of sunshine in the coldest of caves, her hair falling like waterfalls into her red hood. In his eyes, she was god, his forever, the one that he was supposed to be with. His true and utter soul mate. That perfect small voice tht sounded like bells; every time she spoke an angel got it's wings. She looked up at him with those perfect brown eyes and that smile, oh GOD that smile. Enough to make him melt.
And so he did.
Her mouth against his, that sweet essence off her breath, her scent almost falling from her clothes like powder. Her hands reached into his hair with such delicacy that he could not imagine a better bliss. Kathy. His one, his only. Owen's eyes locked into hers as he pushed onwards with sweet tenderness that even the gods would cry over, but of course, she must leave. She always has to leave.
Which would make the murder sweeter, of course.
His large body casting shadows in the piercing dawn, it was enough to scare anyone, seeing a large man like that walking down the path towards you with a sneer and a pained look. Enough to make you take a left, like when you get that creepy feeling and you're walking and you see someone creepy walking towards you. You want to move but you don't want to seem mean, which is stupid, like telling your murderer you'll just walk by and quite possibly die because you don't want to seem mean.
A growl. His bronze hair bouncing and getting messier in the wind. In a sudden last-minute decision, he tilted his head up to the sky, and took a deep breath. His fingers squeezed together; his back arching in pleasure. A howl escaped his lips an d he turned back along the road, watching in hesitation for the moment he was waiting for, but instead silence. His claws outstretched and his throat hummed with a growl, but instead it remained a low purr-like sound. His neck twisted and cracked, and he turned back to his destination. With a moment of thought, he began to walk again slowly.
He broke out into a run, and transformed into a large wolf, and ran faster then he had ever done before. Owen of the Warewolf clan had arrived, and was searching for the next Alice.
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"Maya is dead. The wolf got to her."
"I see. And has there been any other victims? Do you know why Owen did it?"
"After the death of Kathy he became uncontainable. We're not very sure about anything else; and we don't believe there's been any others. However there was another incident where he went after" Vaughn stopped and licked his lips "Alice"
Candace stared at him for a few moments, watching his ears twitch in excitement. Vaughn smiled bashfully and Candace shook her head.
"I see. Any information about Alice, otherwise? How is she upholding"
"Oh well, um, Alice decided to take an apple from the Goddess Sephia- the hullucinogen, and she ended up.. doing things... with the hatter."
"I see. That can become a problem for us in the future. I wonder..."
"Yes, M'lady?"
"No, nothing. Our only problems right now would be the copy and the blade. Luna's is getting stronger, Vaughn. Ours is weakened..."
"I know that, M'lady."
"...just find Gill. Interrogate him; we don't need any trouble either so keep quiet. Especially against Gill, you know he's even more powerful then me and I can't restrain him with my magic for too long. And the last thing we need is you to be murdered, you know." Candace smiled sweetly and turned away to look out the window at her once beautiful land. He looked at her before turning away without a word. He sighed.
A confrontation with a murderer?
Lord, help him.
*!*!* Chase *!*!*
Seeing her look at him. Seeing those eyes look at each other. The way they smiled and laughed, it snapped the very mind. He sat on top of the tree and watched them talk lowly so he wouldn't hear. He could swoop down and save her from the dragon like they did in fairytales. He could steal her away. But in fairytales, the prince doesn't get pushed away like he had. No, more like Gill was the Prince.
They were talking, and Gill didn't have tea in his hands. His ribbon along his black hat seemed to be blood red. Angela stared down at the table and didn't talk much, instead, she just allowed Gill's lips to move. It was confusing, standing there, not knowing what his love was talking about with another guy. They seemed to be having an argument, and it wasn't going well. Angela leaned forward more, and something inside of Chase began to crack. A voice started to speak inside his head.
Her head bowed and Chase leaned forward. Chase's eyes narrowed and his ear twitched, and inside his mind he secretly said one more inch...
His body started to tremble. He didn't know why, but there was an anger built up and snapping through his body. There was something wrong here, something that he didn't like. Something about her was off, something about him was off. There was something weird in the air, it must have been affecting him the wrong way.
Her body began to tremble and her body moved upwards. His mouth turned into a sneer and Chase noticed water dripping off the table.
Snap.
You know the expression seeing red? Well Chase actually saw it. His body stretched upwards as tall as he could and the leaves shook in anticipation. He stepped off the branch he was crouching on, and he slammed himself into the table with a crash.
Blood. Tears. Make Gill pay. Something not right- Angela- wrong? Not- good.
His feet slammed into plates and cups and almost shattered the table, his fist into the table and his legs leaned down almost like a frogs. His hair fell in front of his face, and fear struck into Angela's face. Chase didn't look at her at all, but instead, stared into the eyes of the Hatter. Anger pulsing through his veins, a bloody image stuck there like a replaying picture. And that red would soon become real.
"Chase, did I give you permis-" Gill's body was lifted off the ground and his neck snapped back as he was flung across the yard. Angela stared into his face for a moment and Chase locked his eyes onto hers. She started to sob and said "you don't understand-"
"I don't have to." Chase bounced off the table and began to walk across the field towards the body laying on the ground. It didn't matter at this time, the only thing that did matter was that he payed for what seemed to happen.
"Chase, you don't want to start that" Gill's nose was bloody and his shoulders were slumped as he tried to pick himself up. Chase raised a hand and vines began to travel towards his body, getting ready to suffocate the Hatter, and he did nothing to stop it. Gill deserved this.
And then, he stopped.
Instead of allowing death to the man underneath him, he just crouched down to his level. In barely a whisper, one that Angela couldn't hear, Chase's mind began to settle out. His breath became long and easy again, and his foot was covered in the blood he kicked Gill with.
"I'm taking Angela." He whispered quietly, his eyes flashing red for a moment.
"And you can't stop me."
Pulling Angela from her seat, he wrapped his arms around her waist, and they were both gone in a flash.
Gill sat there bleeding and staring into space before getting up, sitting on his chair, and looking into his tea cup.
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Sobs racked her body, he could feel her trembling through his body as she sat in his lap and cried into his chest. Her hands grabbed onto his shirt like a child in fear, and he rubbed her back and watched her from above with adoration. How long had it been since he felt someone be that close to him? How long had he waited to hear her and hold her without restrictions? He felt like a child scolded from her father.
In his mind, he was no longer angry. Just sad, sad for her, sad for him, sad for everyone that wished for her but couldn't capture her long enough to actually love her the way he did. God how he loved her. More then life itself. More then the real Chase's cooking. He would give up the world for her, if that's what she wanted. Inside, he secretly wished she wouldn't leave, but if she wanted to then why bother? He knew how stubborn she was.
"My beautiful, why do you cry like that?" A stupid nickname. He cursed himself for it.
"I...I...I di-i-d so-me thi-ings" she sobbed in broken words. Chase nodded his head and tsked, but edged her on.
"I l-l-lost-" she said in broken words again. She sniffed and wiped her hand on her sleeve. Chase raised an eyebrow and looked at her curiously. She lost what? A shoe? An earring?
"My-y vi-virginity." She sobbed even more. And Chase's eye began to twitch. A little one at first, but then three consecutive ones. His grip became tighter, but Angela didn't seemed to mind or notice. The leaves seemed to shake again, but this time, in a fit of rage. Chase closed his eyes and spoke through clenched teeth.
"And to whom?" His fingers shook. Angela cried a bit more before answering that unholy name. The one name that he would love to just erase permanently from his mind forever.
"Gill"
Must have been rape. She wouldn't do that consentually. She's his, his, his. Not Gill's. She was supposed to give her virginity to him, it must have been a mistake. Some kind of mix-up, some kind of odd disruption in the wavelength of space and time. She couldn't have done that knowing and willingly- he had been so sure that she loved him, so what would make her do something like cheat on him- even if she didn't know it?
"What. Happened." A pissed off look. His grip loosened slightly when she whimpered in pain, and he immidiately shunned himself for it. How dare he hurt her like Gill had? That was unforgivable.
"I needed the key... Sephia had it... it made me think that I wasn't here... I was in the real world..." She said, clearer then before. His muscles relaxed. That was fine then, she was just a little fuzzy, nothing to worry about. His hands pushed away the tears that fell from her face and he looked up at the green cloudy sky.
Tomorrow, he would set things right, and he would claim her once and for all.
*!*!* Somewhere in Waffle Island, five minutes. *!*!*
"Angela, answer me! Angela!" Chase's hands on her cheeks, holding her up to him. She was burning up hotter then he even knew imaginable. Dawn was pushing itself into the Island, and Renee had noticed the commotion and had ran to fetch Gill and Jin. Chase stood there with a far off look in his eye and a worrisome posture as he tried to shake her awake. She couldn't just faint, she... she was fine just a second ago!
Her eyes snapped open so fast Chase jumped back. She rolled her eyes over to him, and at once, he felt something off with her. Her once brown hazel eyes that had captured his heart were now black and soulless. She must have been sick, she just needs some medication. The black eyes looked into his soul, and something in the back of Chase's mind was calling out something wrong to him, like his subconcious saying that it wasn't the girl. It wasn't Angela...
Her hands, now icy and cold, reached up to his cheek and pushed away a stray hair. She smiled at him, but it wasn't the average Angela smile. It was her all right, how could it not be? She leaned up closer and smiled wider, her breath tickling his lips for a second before she whispered his name. Chase was wary... what had happened to her? How much time had passed? Why did she act the way she did?
Her lips barely touching his for a second before she leaned back down on the ground, looking up at him from the corner of her eye- not that he could tell, they were black- as if someone had taken her pupil and dyed the entire thing. Her mouth twisted into a half smile before her eyes rolled towards the sky. She laughed, not the Angela laugh, but the cold-hearted killer laugh. As if she was taken over by some evil personality.
"Angela, how are you feeling?" He asked. Something made him regret saying Angela. It was almost taboo and sick and wrong. calling this imposter Angela. But this was her, all right, just feeling a little...
tipsy.
"ANGELA!" Gill's voice yelled across the plains. He ran faster then he ever tried, and kneeled down to her level. Chase looked at him for a moment, and suddenly realized the blue feather. He slid it out from under her, without him noticing, and put it inside his sleeve. She smiled and looked at him, and he breathed a sigh of relief before putting a hand on her cheek and bending down for a quick kiss. He didn't see anything wrong with her? He must have... it's so obvious. But he still acted like she was normal Angela.
"G-Gill..." Chase stuttered. Gill looked over at him, and so did she. Instead of those black eyes, her brown ones were now in place. It was odd seeing a change like that in such short time... unless Chase was going crazy. Angela made a tiny "hmm?" sound and tilted her head cutely. Gill smiled at Chase and he winked.
"Thanks for taking care of my girl." He said. "You're such a good friend. I'm glad she has you to lean on." He stood up and outstretched his knees and Chase did the same. Chase helped her up, but her touch still felt icy cold, which was odd for summer. Gill looked at her with happy eyes, and they exchanged a look, one that left him out like some kind of inside joke among popular people at school. Chase nodded his head and looked at the ground as Gill lifted her up and carried her towards the entrance of the ranch. Renee smiled and went on her own way, petting the black and white dog that Angela adored.
However guilt lodged its way into his throat and got caught there like bad medicine. He yearned to spit it out, but instead that would look strange. Gill had said thanks and that he was a good friend. If he was a good friend, do good friends try to steal other man's girls? He watched her get carried off, and could have sworn her eyes turned black, just momentarily. But that was crazy, Chase was just stressed, but he did hope she accepted his proposal.
So imagine his heart when Gill and Angela announced the engagment.
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I tried, oh dear lord I tried.
Didn't expect the ending, did you? I know some of you thought the replica was going to sway Gill and Chase. Well you got it half-right ;)
1. Did this chapter change your decision on who she should pick?
2. Should I start to update more?
3. Should there be a sequal?
Look at that, haven't even choosen who to pick and I'm already thinking of sequals. And as a spoiler for the sequal, since I'm such a nice person, I'm thinking of two options. Choose which one you like best:
1. Molly (the daughter of Angela and _) gets trapped in Wonderland, just like her mother did. Gale x Ignis x Molly, OR Molly x Gill x Chase. Maybe I'll mix and match with like Owen and Vaughn. Molly x Vaughn sounds hot.
OR
2. Yuuki/Kevin (haven't decided) is trapped in Wonderland (like his mother). A yaoi (boy and boy OR a straight pairing. I'm kinda hoping for a Yaoi, like Gill x Yuuki x Gale or something like that. Yeah buddy :)