I don`t own any of these characters. They belong to Dreamworks.

*I do own Adelaide Ash and Bloody Mary, though (Bloody Mary=sort of)


Time.

Something everyone wished for.

Sometimes it was attained. Sometimes it was taken. She knew this. Every so often, she would be reminded of it. Of how people got it. Especially how people lost it. She tried to block the thoughts of how this wasn't good- but it always lead back. She would ruthlessly run along the streets, finding more and more hidden victims. And then she was reminded of how they had lost it. Her sister. Her mother. Her father. Herself. She became more and more hesitant with each person. Their pleads of mercy as she stared at them blankly, knowing what she was going for, knowing that they wouldn't like what she was doing, but she was doing it for them.

Maybe they would understand that.

Maybe.

She wanted more time for all of them. That's what she was going for. So they could spend more time as a family. So she could see her little sister's face and happiness and pride... to see mother baking in the kitchen and father coming home every night to hold her in his arms. She wanted all of that again. To come home from school to their little house in the woods. To reunite.


The woman stood in the middle of the room, the flames had vanished, and melted the ice beneath her feet. Her face was covered by her cloak. It was black, and wrapped around her like a dress. Blonde hair came from the hood in small curls, dangling in front of her face. As Jack approached her, he noticed the bottom of the cloak was like the flames that once engulfed her. They moved as she moved along the room, melting any remaining ice that had stood against her blast. She finally faced him. A necklace dangled from her neck. It's silver chain glistened in the light. The charm at the bottom was of a yin yang. Jack stared. The woman followed his gaze to the charm, and touched it gently.

"It represents my sister and I."

Her voice came so suddenly it made Jack jump. he had his staff ready to attack,but when she lifted her head, he recognized the sadness in her bluebell eyes. He let down his guard and nodded slowly. "Who is your sister?"

She smiled warmly, then lowered her gaze back to the necklace. "Her name was Mary. She was my older sister. She was so kind, and gentle. I always wondered why she got death instead of life. I was always so careless. I didn't really think about other people, and I was always alone. Even at school. She had many friends. Everybody loved her... but after the incident... I think she's forgotten herself. As I have.."

Jack stared at her in could only see her eyes and hair, but despite the lack of visible attributes, he still recognized the woman. He noticed her clenching something in her fist. Another silver chain dangled from her grasp. She noticed him looking at it, but put it away in her cloak. Jack frowned.

"Who are you, anyway?"

She looked startled by the question, but checked her composure and smoothed her cloak. "I'm what most would say 'forgotten'. I am what someone once was. They are no longer like me. They are different."

"Is that good or bad?" Jack inquired, wondering who that person was now.

"It depends on the person," She answered. "But I fear I have become more oblivious to what is right and what is wrong." She sighed, her gaze trailing off into the room. "Hopefully where I am now will help me find myself a bit more. But.. I came to you because I know you've gone through a similar situation. I was hoping you could help me."

"What is it?" Jack questioned, regretting his asking right afterward. Her expression told him this wasn't going to be an easy task. 'Hard' wasn't even the right word for it.

"I need you to help me find myself and remember who I really am. To guide me and show me a clearer picture of yin and yang..." She said, indicating to the charm. " It doesn't only show the differences of my sister and I. It shows good and evil." She pulled the other chain out of her cloak. It was a replica of the necklace that she wore. Grasping it tightly to her chest, she took a breathe and took the other on off. She hesitated, then held out her hand for Jack to grab the jewelry. He took them and put them in the front pocket of his blue, icy coated sweatshirt. "Give them to her. Tell her to give the other one to Mary."

Jack nodded. "I will." He looked around the room, realizing his problem. "But how will I get out?"

The woman smiled and said, "She found a way. You can as well." She turned into a small fire ball, then vanished from the room.


"What did I give her?" Addy demanded. The boy in front of her kept mumbling words, never answering her question. She sighed and turned away from him, trying to find someone else to answer her question. But everyone just cowered when she even glimpsed at them. She cursed under her breathe, then found a small spot in the maze to sit alone. Adelaide looked around her, then leaned back against the white wall. She closed her eyes to sleep, but every time she did, darkness would cross her mind, and she would shake with agonizing pain. She finally was able to fall asleep, but was awoken once again to the feel of thick water. It was warm and stained her body and smelled of salt. Addy opened her eyes, and saw blood coming from her arms and legs. She felt a stinging pain on her forehead. She felt it, cringing with the tough of her sweaty fingers. Blood covered the ground beneath her, and she stood up to go somewhere else.

But she was stopped by a girl. She was brunette with hazel eyes. She looked sympathetic, but all Addy did in return was growl at her and walk away. She didn't even bother to talk. Nobody would anyway. They would just stare and try to hide in the cracks. She was used to being alone. Nobody wanted to give her company from the start. But the girl followed her, and as they passed even more people, instead of cowering, they would look at her with hope. Some would come up to Addy, but she would let out a deep throated growl and glared, chasing them away.

Good, I just need to get this little problem away to.

Addy tried yelling at her, then tried to reason, but the girl would only stare at her. She didn't even look like she was listening. Then when she looked like she was going to leave, she wouldn't. She would pause, then slowly catch back up to Addy again. Adelaide finally gave up and decided to ignore the girl completely.

"Why do you run away?" The little girl asked suddenly.

Addy paused and spun around, glaring daggers at the girl. She scowled and spun back around. What did that girl know about her?

"I asked you a question."

"I'm not running away," Addy snapped, still walking.

"You know that's a lie."

"Maybe I do. But it doesn't concern you, kid," The girl stepped in front of Addy and stopped her. "Get out of my way."

"Where are you going that I'm blocking your path?" The girl asked.

"Away from all those people," Addy admitted.

"Can you not help them?"

"How am I supposed to? I don't know where I am or how I got here. I don't know how to deal with this mess- I had two friends killed and I was stuck inside my own head for who knows how long. Then I come here to be utterly rejected and looked at like a monster. And then when I wake up, I'm cut and bruised and covered in blood. I don't know they even got here, and every time I ask a question, they say it's all my fault, then stare at me with horror. So- how am I supposed to help those that won't even accept me?" Addy demanded sternly, trying to hold back tears.

The girl looked at Addy with concern, then looked at the ground. "I used to know you very well, Addy. I don't think you ever considered me a friend, but I did with you. And the only thing I have to say to that is... how can except others, when you can't even except you?" The girl looked at Addy one last time, then turned around. "Good bye, Adelaide." She ran off and joined a small group of children around her age, and sat down, not once looking back.

Addy sighed and continued walking. If only I knew the answers. Then you wouldn't run away... She thought to herself. And I wouldn't be back to square one.


Two chapters, one day. This is rare- so don't expect it often. ;) But... I hope you like it nonetheless.

So... please read, review, and have a great day! God bless!