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(Psycho Kitty) Hello! It is I, Psycho Kitty! *Ta-da! * I hoped you liked chapter one. Yes? No? Well, tell me what you like and what you hate. It's ok! I can *sniff* *sniff* handle criticism *WAAAAAAAAAAAAA*
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(Psycho Kitty) Well…*small pause*OK!!! Here it is, Chapter 2 of my story. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2
Dining room
"Man, you sure have cute help here Millardo." The boy in black says as he nods approval at the pretty blond maid. The young maid giggles and puts more motion into her hips to really catch the young boy's eyes. As she exits to the kitchen, the boy sighs in disappointment. His smiling face falls, and a look of grief takes over, "Real cute", he repeats in a voice so soft that Millardo and Quatre are barely able to pick up. There was a sadness to his voice that made Quatre feel sorry for him, as for Millardo however; his feelings towards the boy are still the same…annoyed. The boy's expression picks up, "Except one. She's very cute, but man! What an attitude! I almost froze to death out there. Hell! I would of if your butler hadn't let me in." This sudden change in mood startles Quatre. One moment he has a soft, almost childlike voice then he flips to a voice that could wake the dead. "Hmm and what a shame it would have been." Millardo retorts in a sarcastic voice. The boy just smirks back. Millardo is seated at the head of the table with elbows resting on it in a tense manner. His fingers, intertwined, rest just under his nose. Quatre sits to Millardo's right and across from the boy in black. Quatre sits looking at the young boy while sipping his tea. He does not know what to make of this situation. Quatre has never seen this boy around and doesn't know what history he has with Millardo. This scares Quatre because he can sense the boy's presence is not a welcomed one. "How rude of me!" Quatre breaks the uncomfortable silence, "I never introduced myself. I am Quatre Winner. You are . . .?" Quatre stands up and extends his arm over the redwood table to shake the boy's hand. "Duo Maxwell", the boy accepts the gesture with an icy cold hand in greeting to Quatre. Quatre shivers and quickly retracts his hand. Noticing this, Duo explains as he shrugs "Like I said earlier, it's cold out." The two boys return to their seats and the unsettling silence takes over again. Creek. The main door opens. All turn to see who it is. The butler steps in. "Hilde will be down soon. Do you want to wait?"
"Of course we will."
"Alright." The butler closes the door behind him. The two boys look to Millardo for an answer as to whom it is they are waiting for.
"She is a…friend of my fathers."
"Oh" both boys say in unison.
In Hilde's room.
"I have nothing." She says as she looks at her empty closet. "You could borrow one of my outfits. I think I have something that could fit you." Hilde turns to where to voice emerges. It is a woman, a few years older than her. She is leaning up against the doorframe to Hilde's room. Hilde nods and walks up to her. "Thank you." Hilde says with a smile. The woman nods back and leads Hilde to her room. On their way there Hilde and the woman pass two very large oak doors. Hilde stops to admire the ornate carvings that lavish the doors. The carvings consist of many doves and angels. It would have been a beautiful sight had not a dark shadow taken over them, giving them a darker almost sinister look. "Those doors lead to Relena's room." The woman says as if it brought her great pain. Tears would of rolled out of her eyes if she had not already used them up, tears will come no more. Hilde just stares at the door, not really focused on the woman. She wants to explore the deceased girl's room but does not want to come across as someone who is disrespectful to the dead. Yet, there is something unsettling about the whole death of Relena. Something feels very wrong to Hilde. When asking about the death, she would either get a short and unsettling response or none at all. Hilde, moved by her unending curiosity, walks closer to push the doors open. The woman does nothing to stop Hilde; she too must have wanted to explore Relena's room.
"By the way my name is Sally Poe."
"Hilde." Their voices became soft whispers. Hilde reaches out to touch the doors. Her mind is screaming at her not to open the doors but she has to find out what is behind Relena's death. This is her whole reason for being sent here by her old master. The doors open and their noses are suddenly filled with a horrible smell. It smells like rotting flesh, like…
"What is that smell?"
"Death." Said Hilde as she slams the door closed. ("For another time.") She thought.
"I've wasted enough time. I need to go to dinner. Millardo is waiting for me."
"Then we must go." Said Sally with a smile.
"Alright." Sally leaves for her room to retrieve the dress and which leaves Hilde there to think. ("Something is up and I think that boy plays a part in it.")
"HAHAHAHA! And I told him that that was not my foot, that it was his! HAHAHAHA!" Duo has made himself at home. He has his feet propped up on the table and his hands are behind his head. His braid hangs over his chair and dances back and forth as he laughs. He is the most garrulous person Quatre has ever come across, for the boy never seems to stop talking! His laughing is cut short as the main door opens. It is Hilde in a dark blue dress and she has let her long black hair down. ("She is beautiful!") Duo thinks as a huge grin goes across his face. All the men stand up to greet her. Quatre pulls out a chair next to him for her to sit. Duo soon is shocked for he has just realized that this beauty is the rude maid!
"I apologize for earlier, I did not know you were a guest. If I had known I would not…"
"It is alright Quatre. It was a simple mistake." Hilde has put on her sweet charm. Her voice and pretty smile is music to anyone's ears.
"Hmmm." Everyone looks up at Duo. "Millardo said you were a friend of his fathers. How old are you?"
"15."
"Oh? And what prey tell, is someone of your age doing with an old guy?" The other two men are shocked at the indecency of Duo's comment. They both know what he is getting at. However, Hilde's sweetness did not leave her. Almost as if it were a challenge, Hilde answers calmly.
"I was the gardener. I worked for the old master."
"Really?"
"Yes, I was never really close to him in any way."
"Really!" Duo's voice picks up. Now Hilde looks worried.
"I was told that you given to Millardo when his father died because you were his father's favorite." Hilde's face flashes a cold look towards the young boy. Now it was Dou's turn to worry.
"STOP IT DUO!" Millardo interrupts with a sharp tone in his voice. ("There has to be more to this anger towards Duo.") Quatre thinks to himself. "My father asked that when he died that Hilde would be put under my care. She was like a daughter to him! So show some respect you bastard!" As the last word left Millardo's mouth, the entire castle froze in silence. Drawing in a deep breath Millardo slowly returns to his seat. As he does this, the maids enter the dining room and serve dinner. The rest of the evening is spent in silence.
"Good bye Quatre. It was nice seeing you."
"Good bye Millardo. Dinner was great. And if there is anything you need just ask."
"Alright. Oh, Quatre."
"Yes?"
"Relena's funeral is tomorrow afternoon."
"I will be there. See you then."
"Yes. Thank you." Millardo steps aside for Hilde to give her good byes.
"Good bye Miss Hilde. It was a pleasure in meeting you." Quatre says as he kisses her hand. With her sweet smile Hilde nods and says goodbye as Quatre leaves. The moment he is gone…
"Where is the other boy?" her voice is flat and filled with disgust.
"Duo? I don't know and I don't care. I believe he left." Millardo leaves to go up stairs. "I am going to bed. Please tell the other I do not want to be bothered."
"Alright sir." Hilde watches as he leaves for bed. ("Damn. I don't like not knowing where Duo is. He could still be here…Oh well, I do need the practice.") She smiles to herself as she heads for her room. As soon as she heads down the corridor a cold wind tingles the skin her neck. It's Duo.
"Pretty Lady…take me to Millardo." He says with a sly grin. Hilde moves towards him leading him to believe that he had her under his power. ("Yes! I have not lost my touch. Must have been rusty the first time.") She leads him through a room then up a stairway and then out to a hall that leads to another room that has another stairway that took them down to another room. It goes on like this for sometime.
"Man! What a place. I bet you can get lost here for days." He continues talking but Hilde is not listening. If Duo had stopped talking and taken notice to what Hilde is doing he would of saw that she is leading him to… "Right this way sir." "Why thank you." SLAM! Click. . . . the exit.
"What the hell? Hey! Hilde let me IN!" He bangs on the front door. Hilde just smiles and leaves for bed. Before she retires, she asks herself: "Why did I not kill him?" She really doesn't want to answer that for she fears the answer might come from something she is desperately trying to conceal: her heart.
That night.
A sudden change in the feel of her room awakens Hilde from her sleep. Her room is no longer warm and comfortable but now cold and creepy. The air that was once fresh and pleasant is now stale and stifling. Hilde gets up and puts on her slippers. Something is wrong, she can feel it in her bones. Letting her senses guide her throughout the castle, she is getting the feeling that the shadows around her are more than just mere shadows. These dark velvety silhouettes look almost tangible. Soon she finds herself walking into the garden. This place, out of all the other rooms, is where the shadows almost feel as though they are looking at her, interacting with her. However, that is not what concerns her right now. The door leading to the outside has been opened. Her senses are going wild! She can feel everything around her. She can feel the dirt crumble under her feet, the air flow when it moves against her body and the light from the moon beating on her soft skin. She knows there is danger nearby…but she still goes on. Any other person would cower and flee to safer grounds at this moment. Hilde is not one to cower. Fear only drives her to move onward. As she steps outside the garden, she is faced with a bitter cold. A cold that only gets Hilde's attention for a brief moment for the sight presented before her is much greater than the stinging cold. What catches her eyes and attention is a great tree. A massive tree that is separated from all the others and stands menacingly before the entrance to the forest. While the other trees are bare, this one is covered with leaves as raven black as her hair. She moves closer only taking a step at a time as if she were afraid the tree would grab her. She now stands but a few feet away from this dark tree. She reaches out slowly to touch one of the mysterious black leaves. And just as her fingertip met one, every leaf flies off as if alive. Hilde has now realized that they were not leaves at all but they were…
"Bats!" Her screams ring out over the forest, the rooms and hallways of the castle, and waking everything alive from their sleep as well as waking the dead. The pain is unbearable. Every part of her is being scratched and clawed at. The once white nightgown is now stained with her blood. The force of the blow from the bats makes Hilde fall to the snow covered ground. She tries to cover her face and at the same time, push the bats away. Finally, for what seemed hours, the bats fly away; leaving the great tree bare. Except…Hilde can see a form in the center of the tree. By the shape it is a girl, a girl in black. She has her left hand holding on a branch and the other is on her hip. A silence creeps in and the two just stare at each other. Hilde gets on her knees; ready to attack when she is stopped by a chilling laugh. The light from the moon hits the unknown girl just right that Hilde is able to see who it is. She has long blond hair, pulled in a half braid and she has cold blue eyes. All Hilde can do is stare.
"MILLARDO? MILLARDO!" Millardo runs over to the top of the stairs that looks over the main hall. He sees the other servants standing in the center of the hall, all with a look of horror on their faces. "What? Who calls? And will some one tell me what that yelling outside was?" All was quite. The servants move aside for the one who is the source of their terror, Hilde. "We need to talk."
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