Okay so this is my first time writing a crossover fanfic. my writing kinda sucks and there could be spelling mistakes. This chapter will probably contain fluff.
Victor was sitting in his room. He was drawing a sketch of a butterfly. As he put down his pencil. He stared at his bedroom window. Him and his parents had just moved away from England because of a messed up marriage that Victor caused. His mother was very disappointed of him and his father was ashamed.
He still remembered how he first met Victoria, she seemed like a nice person when they first met. But everything went wrong when he accidentally 'proposes' to a corpse bride named Emily.
Althought, he found her scary at first but he did had a lot in common with her. He nearly ended his life when he almost drank the poison Emily gave him. Then he fought off Lord barkis, and then he stabbed Victoria right infront of everyone in the church, infront of him and Emily. Victor can't remember anything after that. The last thing he remembered was waking up in his old bedroom and his parents telling him that they found him passed out .
Victor's parents told him that Victoria was missing, her parents were nearly angry and freaked out. They lashed at the Van Dorts and left the town without a word. Victor felt really stupid and guilty, knowing that he caused all of this chaos to happen. He never had the chance to say goodbye to Emily.
It's been a year since the Van Dorts moved. Victor's birthday had already passed and he's now 20. Victor sat in his room staring down at his sketch book. They had just moved 8 months ago.
"I wonder how Victoria is doing in the land of the dead... she probably hates me...".Victor said sadly. He suddenly jumped when his mother knocked on his bedroom door and opened it. "Victor?". Nell van dort said.
"Oh, hey mother...". Victor said. He stared down from his mother. He knew that she was still mad at him for messing up his wedding. "Victor, you really need to stop being in your room so much. You need to go outdoors". Nell said. "B-But mother... you know I-I have an a-anxiety problem". Victor said.
Nell sighed and stomped out of Victor's room. Victor could hear his parents arguing. Their argument was heated. Victor was sensitive when it comes to yelling.
"He's always in his room drawing in his dumb sketch book!". Nell yelled.
"Well it's his hobbie! Why must you make a big deal of the littlest things he does!?" William shouted
"Honestly, I don't see him as our son anymore...he's a MISTAKE of the family!!!!" Nell screamed.
They kept on screaming at each other. Yelling random nonsense that Victor didn't understand.
Victor couldn't stand his parents arguing. He then got up and slowly tip toed. He made his way to the front door and quickly left the house. When he finally did, he didn't really know what to do. He wasn't use to being outdoors. Way back when he was a child, he used to play with his dog scraps. He can't even remember how scraps dissapeared. He assumed he ran away. Victor stopped playing outdoors and barely even goes outside after his dog was gone.
Victor noticed that there was a forest across town. He decided to go in there and maybe have some peace and quiet. Whenever Victor sees forests, it reminds him the memory of Emily. Victor began walking pass the houses of the streets of the town. He noticed a very few people passing by in their cars and other teens walking. And some houses had people having picnics
Victor stared at them. It made him sad knowing that there were children in families that had a good childhood. While his childhood was miserable and depressed. He never had a good relationship with his mother, although he had a good bond with his father. He hated his childhood. His mother was extremely strict. She would insult Victor and tear him down mentally and physically. Sometimes, when Victor's mother is really mad. She would abuse him. Which caused Victor's anxiety. His mother use to be an alcoholic.
Victor stopped when he noticed that there was a large somewhat castle up at the forest. It looked big as if it was a factory.
"Oh my...What's a castle doing in a forest..". Victor said. As a child, Victor would always let his curiosity get of absolute best of him and he either would cause a mess or cause problems for others. The littlest things he would do would end up having consequences.
Victor did not think twice and simply walked deeper into the forest. Wanting to explore.
Edward was sitting in the corner of the rooftop of his home. Or should he say his master's home.
Edward stared down at his scissorhands. He could feel a tear stream down his cheek. He was getting lonely. Years ago he was found by a woman who had a daughter. Kim boggs. He remembered how she first hated him, but started to get close to her.
Edward then grew upset and a little angry when the memory of Jim hit him. The thought of that nasty teenager that tried to make him into a bad guy. Edward didn't care about his reputation. He wanted someone to understand him, he wanted someone to share his pain. He wanted to love again...
Edward can barely remember was Kim even looked like now. He really missed her. He missed the thought of her hugging him.
Suddenly, Edward jumped when he heard footsteps coming up. Edward then stood up to his feet and backed away in the corner. He could feel the footsteps coming closer.
A male teenager appeared . With very pale skin. He looked like he hadn't had any sleep. He was wearing a suit. And had dark raven hair. Edward could fully see the details of the boy that had entered the castle. Edward grew a little furious, the male teen reminded him of Jim
The pale looking teen turned and looked around the room. And noticed the pile of newspapers that were sticked to the mirror. "What is all this?". The pale teen said. Edward then stumbled back. Which made a squeak noise from the wooden floor.
The pale teen squealed and jumped. He turned to where Edward was at.
"H-Hello?". The pale teen said. "What are you doing back there?". He asked.
Edward did not respond.
"Oh! I-I'm sorry! did I s-scare you!? I'm really s-sorry for stepping i-in your home!!!". The pale teen stuttered.
Edward then stood up to his feet. Then he began walking towards the pale teen.
The pale looking teen did not move or look away. Then he stook a step back.
Edward then stood infront of the light. "Don't go...". He finally spoke. Edward hasn't spoken in years.
The pale looking teen stood silent and looked down.
"A-Are your...those hands...s-scissors!?". The pale teen asked.
Edward nervously looked at him. "These are my scissorhands". Edward said, raising them up.
The pale teen jumped.
"Oh my...godness". The pale teen said.
Edward stared back at the pale teen. Not really sure what words he should use.
"Umm...are you alone?". The pale teen asked.
Edward nodded.
"Umm...". The pale teen grew nervous.
"I-I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to step into your home!! I thought this place was empty!! I'm-".
"It's okay". Edward said.
"W-What?".
"It's okay...I like a little company...". Edward said.
"Uh-Ummm...i-if you don't mind me asking...w-w-who are you?". The pale teen asked.
"Edward". Edward responded.
"Oh! I'm sorry! I f-forgot to introduce. myself! I-I'm...V-Victor". The pale teen responded.
Edward stayed silent.
"Ahh...". Victor said, he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"W-Why are your hands scissors?". Victor asked.
Edward looked down at his scissorhands.
"Oh! Did I offend you? I'm sorry! It's not my business!". Victor squealed.
"No...". Edward said.
"Huh?".
"I'm not offended". Edward said.
"Y-You're not?". Victor asked.
Edward shook his head slightly.
"He didn't wake up". Edward said.
"Who? Who didn't wake up?".
"My master, he created me". Edward said.
"He was going to give me hands...but never woken up. He rotten away...". Edward said.
"Oh no...I'm so sorry for your loss. Are you okay now?". Victor asked.
Edward quickly looked up at Victor.
"I'm okay...thank you". Edward said.
"Have you been living alone?". Victor asked.
Edward nodded.
Victor turned to the newspapers attached to the mirror. "What's with the newspapers?".
Edward walked forward to the mirror with sticked newspapers. He then looked down at his scissorhands."I...I never had the chance of getting hands". Edward said.
Victor then walked to his side.
Edward turned to him.
"How does it feel?".
"What?". Edward was confused.
"How does i-it feel to have scissors has hands?". Victor asked.
"I...don't feel anything". Edward responded. "I can't feel".
"Can't feel?". Victor said.
Edward shook his head.
Victor looked down at Edwards's scissorhands. Victor then took one scissorhand. He was careful of not letting the scissors cut one of his fingers.
Edward flinched. He never had anyone holding his hands like that. Especially if their scissorhands.
"They don't seem bad to me". Victor said.
Edward looked up at him. "Their not?".
"No". Victor responded. "They seem okay to me".
"I was feared for these hands...". Edward said sadly.
"Feared? Why?". Victor asked.
Edward looked away sadly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't ask. It's not my business". Victor said.
"Thank you". Edward said.
Victor smiled.
Edward looked away nervously.
"...Can I hug you?". Edward asked. He felt embarrassed.
Victor stared at him slightly confused but responded.
"O-Of course...".
Edward slowly and carefully wrapped his amrs around Victor. He was afraid of cutting Victor by accident. Victor then wrapped his arms around Edward's waist.
Edward slowly smiled. He remembered how kim hugged him. Edward could feel a tear stream down his cheek. He pulled back.
Victor was confused then noticed Edward looking sad.
"What's wrong?". Victor asked.
Edward didn't respond. He could feel another tear fall down from one of his eyes.
"N-Nothing". Edward responded. "I-it's just that, I've been lonely for years...".
"Years?". Victor said.
Edward nodded.
"Since the death of my master...". Edward said.
"I'm sorry". Victor said. He placed a hand on Edward's shoulder.
Edward slowly looked up at Victor.
"It's okay...". Edward said sadly.
Victor and Edward stared at each other in silence.
"...I-I want to apologize for accidentally stepping into your home. I always let my curiosity get the best of me...". Victor said.
"It's okay". Edward responded.
Victor turned back at him. "How can you say it's okay?".
"It's okay to me...". Edward said.
Victor did not have any words to respond. He felt really weird and awkward of talking with Edward after 'accidentally' stepping into his home. It was an awkward situation and conversation.
"Umm...". Victor looked away awkwardly.
Edward stayed silent.
"Am I making this uncomfortable for you?". Victor asked.
Edward shook his head.
"I-I'm not?". Victor asked.
"No". Edward said. "I like talking with you".
Victor gave a small smile.
"Well...I think I must leave now". Victor said.
Edward remained quiet.
"Wait". Edward said.
Victor turned back at him. "Huh?".
"Can I see you again?". Edward asked.
"Yes, of course". Victor responded.
Okay! first chapter is done. next chapter will be coming soon!