~Well, It's time to finally solve some of the mystery. And an answer to a
question, No this does not follow A New Friend. It's just a random story.
Anyway, a few questions will finally be answered but new ones will be
raised and I'll manage to bring you to one of the most disturbing dreams
yet. *grins evilly* Let's Begin….~
Chapter 4: The Realm of all things evil…..
Professor Utonium was a brilliant man capable of creating things that the world has never seen before. So why couldn't he save his little angel from whatever was plaguing her mind. He sat in the cold darkness of his lab holding a black pipe in one hand. Smoke trailed from the end slowly but remained unused. The Professor's hands trembled slightly as he tried to rub his eyes.
"What's wrong with you Blossom?"
Why couldn't he figure it out? Why couldn't he save her when he alone had been her creator? He should know how to fix anything wrong with his little girls. So why couldn't he?
"Because her problems don't involve science and can't be applied to an equation Professor."
The Professor sat up straight and looked around the lab quickly. What little light there was suddenly dimmed and a shape moved out of the shadows. A pair of eyes shimmered and disappeared quickly. The Professor stumbled out of his chair and moved around it.
"S… Stay back!"
The shape laughed evilly and then sighed.
"I'm not here to harm you, but to tell you something. Something that might save your little girl."
The Professor stood straighter and thought for a moment. Should he trust this being? What if it was a trick?
"It's no trick Professor."
"Y… you.."
"Can read your thoughts. Somewhat. It's a technique I'm still learning. Now, would you like to save Blossom's life or not."
"H… how?"
"Dreams. Enter her dreams Professor. That's all I can tell you."
The Professor made an attempt to speak again but the voice and the shape it was attached to disappeared into the shadows and light flooded the lab again revealing nothing. The Professor's hands shook violently as he rubbed the side of his head. Had he imagined the whole thing? Regardless of whether he had he grabbed the keyboard to his computer and began to work on the plans for a device that would allow him access into his daughters dreams.
It had started raining the second Buttercup had left the hospital. She had to get home before they called the Professor. She needed to keep Blossom away from Gloriville as long as possible. Deep in the back of Buttercup's mind hope was dwindling. She had her doubts she could do anything to save her sister's life at this point. But, her determination had kept her and her sister's alive for as long as she could remember. So she wasn't about to give up. As she crossed over downtown Townsville a voice entered her head. It sounded evil but calming at the same time and spoke only one word.
"Buttercup."
Buttercup stopped dead and looked down at the street a man dressed in a black overcoat and wide brimmed hat was looking up at her. His eyes were hidden by the shadow the brim of the hat made and a black scarf covered the lower half of his face. He walked quickly into an alley beckoning her to follow. She floated down slowly and landed in the street. Her eyes darted around quickly looking for something dangerous. The man was standing slightly in the alleyway. Light was arced across his body in such a way so only the top half of his body was hidden in shadow. He walked backwards slowly and Buttercup followed as if in a trance. Finally he stopped and he spoke in a low voice that chilled her insides.
"Your sister is going to die soon."
"H… how do you know?"
"I know more than you so it's better you listen to me."
Buttercup didn't like being unsure of who was an enemy or an ally. This, person, appeared to be either. Against her instinct she decided to listen. She had no other choice.
"You sister is split between two planes of existence and it's slowly, but surely, killing all that's left of her."
Buttercup didn't know how to answer to the man continued.
"Her mind is here…"
He held up his left hand.
"Her body is here…."
He held up his right hand.
"This isn't supposed to happen but somehow she managed to cross over into my world, the world parallel to yours. The one you and the rest of humanity like to pretend doesn't exist."
"W…. what world?"
Despite the scarf Buttercup could easily tell he was grinning.
"The realm in which all things evil walk in shadows for the rest of time."
Buttercup felt her blood drain. Even though it sounded too impossible to imagine she knew he was telling the truth and didn't even try to argue him.
"Blossom has entered this world on accident and before her time. She is what the people in my world refer to as a glyph, a mind without the essence of the body. "
"What does that mean."
"Basically Blossom has become Alice only she's in a not so wonderful wonderland."
The man laughed slightly. This irked Buttercup's anger for the first time. She grabbed him by the coat and lifted him.
"What the hell is so funny about that!?"
He laughed again only this time louder. He extended one of his arms, it was inhumanly long and his fingers were long and his fingernails extended to something near four or five inches. He grabbed the side of her face and lifted her so they were both floating in the air. His voice harshened and he brought her close to his face.
"Blossom's life hangs on the end of a thread that is unwinding faster than you can even fathom. Nightmare's worse than anything you can imagine are plaguing her continuously. Soon those nightmares will become so real they will start causing her physical harm. This is so the people in my world can finish off her body and bring its essence to my world to complete the process."
Buttercup struggled against his grip and he tightened it and hissed.
"Listen to me you stupid girl! Blossom is on her way to Gloriville Asylum. She is already there in my world. She is being subjected to therapy that will enhance the nightmares to a breaking point. When they start coming true she only has about a day left in her." He looked off in the distance for a moment and then turned back to her. "And that should start any minute now."
Buttercup's eyes widened, the man grinned slightly.
Blossom sat quietly on the sticky floor. Bone encased her and blood dripped down on her from the living ceiling. Tentalces continued to whip at her but so far had caused her no harm. She hummed softly to herself trying to ignore the voices eating away at her.
"Blossom…. Come on and play with us…. Bloooooosssssooooom……"
Blossom closed her eyes as the little boy and the little girl appeared in front of her again. Both were sickly in appearance. Devoid of skin on most of their body and both were missing an eye. The lower half of the jaw was exposed on the boy and worms continued to make their way through the jaw cavity. The little girl giggled and knelt in front of Blossom who was still humming softly.
"Whatcha singin Blossy?"
"A song Ray taught me along time ago."
"Silly Blossom. Ray doesn't exist don't you realize that? Or do we need to show you again."
Blossom's eyes snapped open and she grabbed the girl by the throat.
"You shut up and take that back before I rip you in two!"
"Tehehehe! Show her Billy!"
The little boy grinned and a wall of flesh moved up from the ground and faded showing a little girl in a white night gown walking down the stairs. Her hair was light brown and stretched to her shoulders. Her soft blue eyes looked tired as she made her way to a kitchen. She opened the fridge and searched for a moment before taking out a glass and sipping from it slowly. Blossom let go of the girl and stared wide eyed at the scene.
"Lil… lilian?"
"That's right Blossom. We're going to bring her to you."
"H…. how?"
"The same way you were brought. By killing her."
Blossom turned to the little boy and rushed at him. He smiled and a tentacle exploded from the ground and wrapped around her throat. She struggled against it and the tentacle moved her closer to the wall of flesh so she could watch. The little girl laughed and appeared in front of Blossom.
"Now watch Blossy! This is gonna be neat!"
Blossom watched in horror as the scene changed to show a beast creeping slowly up to the glass door to the kitchen. Lilian continued to drink as the creature burst through the glass. Lilian screamed and dropped the glass as the beast lunged at her and knocked her to the ground. Her screams continued as the thing brought one of its massive paws up and slammed it into Lilian's chest. She coughed blood out as a section of her torso slid away from her. She wailed into the night as the beast opened its jaw and snapped down on her neck severing her head. Her screams were silenced and the beast began feeding as two adults ran down the stairs and entered the kitchen. Blossom watched with tear filled eyes as the beast attacked and killed them both. It slashed upwards and spilled Lilian's mother's intestines all of the ground. It turned to the father who was backing away in horror. The beast widened its jaw and snapped severing the man in half. The white tile of the kitchen was covered with blood and most of the walls had been painted a bright shade of red. The little girl turned to Blossom and smiled.
"Don't worry Blossom. She'll arrive here in a day. That's how long it usually takes."
"Takes…. For what?"
"For the mind and body to separate completely. You are taking unusually long though. It will be different though. Just wait."
The little boy smiled and crossed his arms. A worm crawled through a broken tooth and he snapped his jaws and chewed it quickly before swallowing. The tentacle dropped Blossom on the floor. She stared at the blood red ground for a long time before closing her eyes and wishing it would all go away and she would just wake up somewhere. Somewhere safe. She looked up and saw Ms. Keane.
"Ms…. Keane?"
"Yes young lady are you through napping?"
"Huh?"
Blossom looked around to see she was back in class. Children were laughing at her and she couldn't help but suddenly become embarrassed. Ms. Keane smiled and turned back to writing something on the board. The girl in front of Blossom turned and it was the same girl from before.
"They aren't very nice children Blossom. Laughing at you like that. How bout we get even?"
"No don't do anything!"
"Excuse me Ms. Utonium?"
"Uhm. Nothing Ms. Keane."
The little girl giggled.
"Hehe. Silly Blossom. They can't see me. This is your dream not mine."
"My…. Dream?"
"You wanted to be somewhere else so we brought you here. To make it easier for you to understand."
"Understand what?"
The little boy appeared next to her and spoke.
"That you're sleeping, forever."
"And guess what Blossom?"
"What?"
"It's time to make a nightmare!!!!"
The little boy and girl laughed maniacally as the wall ripped away and children screamed. Knifes flew through the air and impaled a young boy next to Blossom spraying his blood everywhere. Snakes dropped from nowhere and viscously attacked the little boys and girls Blossom had known most of her life. Blood filled the classroom and began to rise. Blossom felt it slip over her head and she struggled to move but she couldn't. Her lungs felt like they were on fire and she closed her eyes to focus when she opened them the head of Ms. Keane floated past her and she lost it. She opened her mouth to let out a soundless scream as blood filled her lungs and she drowned in her own nightmare.
Blossom screamed and struggled against the hands off the doctors and nurses. She started gagging and blood bubbles popped in her throat. One of the doctors noticed and yelled.
"She's going to choke on her own blood! Roll her over!"
They rolled her and she threw up a pint of blood all over the floor and then laid still.
"She's not breathing!"
They rolled her over and began CPR. Finally they got her breathing again and strapped her to the bed. One of the doctors wiped blood from his coat and turned to another doctor.
"Call and notify the Professor we are moving her without his consent."
The other doctor nodded weakly and made his way over to a phone.
Buttercup struggled against the man's grip who suddenly released her and turned to her.
"Bubbles must be stopped!"
Buttercup looked at him confused.
"What?"
"She is searching for a solution to the problem. Only her solution will only warp Blossom's mind even further. Buttercup, seek her out and stop her."
"What is she searching for?"
"That is beyond the point. Buttercup, stop her. Then return and use the Professor's machine to enter her dreams. You have little time Buttercup. I suggest you hurry."
Buttercup suddenly felt her mind fill with the questions she had been too afraid to ask.
"Wait what about what you said?"
"One of her nightmares has already come true."
"What?!"
The man looked away for a moment then back at her.
"Your little friend Lilian and her parents lie dead in their kitchen. The beast that performed the act has already returned to the shadows from which Blossom allowed it to rise. They are using the gap she has made to send things in to provoke her death. If you don't hurry, not much of what you know will be left."
The man turned and started walking away. Buttercup yelled at him.
"How will I be able to get her out!? And what does that phrase she kept saying mean!?"
He looked over his shoulder and spoke so softly Buttercup almost didn't hear him.
"Just bring her to where he problems started in my world. She will be allowed back."
He paused for a moment and spoke again.
"The phrase means 'Your mind will walk the land of dead.'"
He turned quickly and melted into the shadows.
Chapter 4: The Realm of all things evil…..
Professor Utonium was a brilliant man capable of creating things that the world has never seen before. So why couldn't he save his little angel from whatever was plaguing her mind. He sat in the cold darkness of his lab holding a black pipe in one hand. Smoke trailed from the end slowly but remained unused. The Professor's hands trembled slightly as he tried to rub his eyes.
"What's wrong with you Blossom?"
Why couldn't he figure it out? Why couldn't he save her when he alone had been her creator? He should know how to fix anything wrong with his little girls. So why couldn't he?
"Because her problems don't involve science and can't be applied to an equation Professor."
The Professor sat up straight and looked around the lab quickly. What little light there was suddenly dimmed and a shape moved out of the shadows. A pair of eyes shimmered and disappeared quickly. The Professor stumbled out of his chair and moved around it.
"S… Stay back!"
The shape laughed evilly and then sighed.
"I'm not here to harm you, but to tell you something. Something that might save your little girl."
The Professor stood straighter and thought for a moment. Should he trust this being? What if it was a trick?
"It's no trick Professor."
"Y… you.."
"Can read your thoughts. Somewhat. It's a technique I'm still learning. Now, would you like to save Blossom's life or not."
"H… how?"
"Dreams. Enter her dreams Professor. That's all I can tell you."
The Professor made an attempt to speak again but the voice and the shape it was attached to disappeared into the shadows and light flooded the lab again revealing nothing. The Professor's hands shook violently as he rubbed the side of his head. Had he imagined the whole thing? Regardless of whether he had he grabbed the keyboard to his computer and began to work on the plans for a device that would allow him access into his daughters dreams.
It had started raining the second Buttercup had left the hospital. She had to get home before they called the Professor. She needed to keep Blossom away from Gloriville as long as possible. Deep in the back of Buttercup's mind hope was dwindling. She had her doubts she could do anything to save her sister's life at this point. But, her determination had kept her and her sister's alive for as long as she could remember. So she wasn't about to give up. As she crossed over downtown Townsville a voice entered her head. It sounded evil but calming at the same time and spoke only one word.
"Buttercup."
Buttercup stopped dead and looked down at the street a man dressed in a black overcoat and wide brimmed hat was looking up at her. His eyes were hidden by the shadow the brim of the hat made and a black scarf covered the lower half of his face. He walked quickly into an alley beckoning her to follow. She floated down slowly and landed in the street. Her eyes darted around quickly looking for something dangerous. The man was standing slightly in the alleyway. Light was arced across his body in such a way so only the top half of his body was hidden in shadow. He walked backwards slowly and Buttercup followed as if in a trance. Finally he stopped and he spoke in a low voice that chilled her insides.
"Your sister is going to die soon."
"H… how do you know?"
"I know more than you so it's better you listen to me."
Buttercup didn't like being unsure of who was an enemy or an ally. This, person, appeared to be either. Against her instinct she decided to listen. She had no other choice.
"You sister is split between two planes of existence and it's slowly, but surely, killing all that's left of her."
Buttercup didn't know how to answer to the man continued.
"Her mind is here…"
He held up his left hand.
"Her body is here…."
He held up his right hand.
"This isn't supposed to happen but somehow she managed to cross over into my world, the world parallel to yours. The one you and the rest of humanity like to pretend doesn't exist."
"W…. what world?"
Despite the scarf Buttercup could easily tell he was grinning.
"The realm in which all things evil walk in shadows for the rest of time."
Buttercup felt her blood drain. Even though it sounded too impossible to imagine she knew he was telling the truth and didn't even try to argue him.
"Blossom has entered this world on accident and before her time. She is what the people in my world refer to as a glyph, a mind without the essence of the body. "
"What does that mean."
"Basically Blossom has become Alice only she's in a not so wonderful wonderland."
The man laughed slightly. This irked Buttercup's anger for the first time. She grabbed him by the coat and lifted him.
"What the hell is so funny about that!?"
He laughed again only this time louder. He extended one of his arms, it was inhumanly long and his fingers were long and his fingernails extended to something near four or five inches. He grabbed the side of her face and lifted her so they were both floating in the air. His voice harshened and he brought her close to his face.
"Blossom's life hangs on the end of a thread that is unwinding faster than you can even fathom. Nightmare's worse than anything you can imagine are plaguing her continuously. Soon those nightmares will become so real they will start causing her physical harm. This is so the people in my world can finish off her body and bring its essence to my world to complete the process."
Buttercup struggled against his grip and he tightened it and hissed.
"Listen to me you stupid girl! Blossom is on her way to Gloriville Asylum. She is already there in my world. She is being subjected to therapy that will enhance the nightmares to a breaking point. When they start coming true she only has about a day left in her." He looked off in the distance for a moment and then turned back to her. "And that should start any minute now."
Buttercup's eyes widened, the man grinned slightly.
Blossom sat quietly on the sticky floor. Bone encased her and blood dripped down on her from the living ceiling. Tentalces continued to whip at her but so far had caused her no harm. She hummed softly to herself trying to ignore the voices eating away at her.
"Blossom…. Come on and play with us…. Bloooooosssssooooom……"
Blossom closed her eyes as the little boy and the little girl appeared in front of her again. Both were sickly in appearance. Devoid of skin on most of their body and both were missing an eye. The lower half of the jaw was exposed on the boy and worms continued to make their way through the jaw cavity. The little girl giggled and knelt in front of Blossom who was still humming softly.
"Whatcha singin Blossy?"
"A song Ray taught me along time ago."
"Silly Blossom. Ray doesn't exist don't you realize that? Or do we need to show you again."
Blossom's eyes snapped open and she grabbed the girl by the throat.
"You shut up and take that back before I rip you in two!"
"Tehehehe! Show her Billy!"
The little boy grinned and a wall of flesh moved up from the ground and faded showing a little girl in a white night gown walking down the stairs. Her hair was light brown and stretched to her shoulders. Her soft blue eyes looked tired as she made her way to a kitchen. She opened the fridge and searched for a moment before taking out a glass and sipping from it slowly. Blossom let go of the girl and stared wide eyed at the scene.
"Lil… lilian?"
"That's right Blossom. We're going to bring her to you."
"H…. how?"
"The same way you were brought. By killing her."
Blossom turned to the little boy and rushed at him. He smiled and a tentacle exploded from the ground and wrapped around her throat. She struggled against it and the tentacle moved her closer to the wall of flesh so she could watch. The little girl laughed and appeared in front of Blossom.
"Now watch Blossy! This is gonna be neat!"
Blossom watched in horror as the scene changed to show a beast creeping slowly up to the glass door to the kitchen. Lilian continued to drink as the creature burst through the glass. Lilian screamed and dropped the glass as the beast lunged at her and knocked her to the ground. Her screams continued as the thing brought one of its massive paws up and slammed it into Lilian's chest. She coughed blood out as a section of her torso slid away from her. She wailed into the night as the beast opened its jaw and snapped down on her neck severing her head. Her screams were silenced and the beast began feeding as two adults ran down the stairs and entered the kitchen. Blossom watched with tear filled eyes as the beast attacked and killed them both. It slashed upwards and spilled Lilian's mother's intestines all of the ground. It turned to the father who was backing away in horror. The beast widened its jaw and snapped severing the man in half. The white tile of the kitchen was covered with blood and most of the walls had been painted a bright shade of red. The little girl turned to Blossom and smiled.
"Don't worry Blossom. She'll arrive here in a day. That's how long it usually takes."
"Takes…. For what?"
"For the mind and body to separate completely. You are taking unusually long though. It will be different though. Just wait."
The little boy smiled and crossed his arms. A worm crawled through a broken tooth and he snapped his jaws and chewed it quickly before swallowing. The tentacle dropped Blossom on the floor. She stared at the blood red ground for a long time before closing her eyes and wishing it would all go away and she would just wake up somewhere. Somewhere safe. She looked up and saw Ms. Keane.
"Ms…. Keane?"
"Yes young lady are you through napping?"
"Huh?"
Blossom looked around to see she was back in class. Children were laughing at her and she couldn't help but suddenly become embarrassed. Ms. Keane smiled and turned back to writing something on the board. The girl in front of Blossom turned and it was the same girl from before.
"They aren't very nice children Blossom. Laughing at you like that. How bout we get even?"
"No don't do anything!"
"Excuse me Ms. Utonium?"
"Uhm. Nothing Ms. Keane."
The little girl giggled.
"Hehe. Silly Blossom. They can't see me. This is your dream not mine."
"My…. Dream?"
"You wanted to be somewhere else so we brought you here. To make it easier for you to understand."
"Understand what?"
The little boy appeared next to her and spoke.
"That you're sleeping, forever."
"And guess what Blossom?"
"What?"
"It's time to make a nightmare!!!!"
The little boy and girl laughed maniacally as the wall ripped away and children screamed. Knifes flew through the air and impaled a young boy next to Blossom spraying his blood everywhere. Snakes dropped from nowhere and viscously attacked the little boys and girls Blossom had known most of her life. Blood filled the classroom and began to rise. Blossom felt it slip over her head and she struggled to move but she couldn't. Her lungs felt like they were on fire and she closed her eyes to focus when she opened them the head of Ms. Keane floated past her and she lost it. She opened her mouth to let out a soundless scream as blood filled her lungs and she drowned in her own nightmare.
Blossom screamed and struggled against the hands off the doctors and nurses. She started gagging and blood bubbles popped in her throat. One of the doctors noticed and yelled.
"She's going to choke on her own blood! Roll her over!"
They rolled her and she threw up a pint of blood all over the floor and then laid still.
"She's not breathing!"
They rolled her over and began CPR. Finally they got her breathing again and strapped her to the bed. One of the doctors wiped blood from his coat and turned to another doctor.
"Call and notify the Professor we are moving her without his consent."
The other doctor nodded weakly and made his way over to a phone.
Buttercup struggled against the man's grip who suddenly released her and turned to her.
"Bubbles must be stopped!"
Buttercup looked at him confused.
"What?"
"She is searching for a solution to the problem. Only her solution will only warp Blossom's mind even further. Buttercup, seek her out and stop her."
"What is she searching for?"
"That is beyond the point. Buttercup, stop her. Then return and use the Professor's machine to enter her dreams. You have little time Buttercup. I suggest you hurry."
Buttercup suddenly felt her mind fill with the questions she had been too afraid to ask.
"Wait what about what you said?"
"One of her nightmares has already come true."
"What?!"
The man looked away for a moment then back at her.
"Your little friend Lilian and her parents lie dead in their kitchen. The beast that performed the act has already returned to the shadows from which Blossom allowed it to rise. They are using the gap she has made to send things in to provoke her death. If you don't hurry, not much of what you know will be left."
The man turned and started walking away. Buttercup yelled at him.
"How will I be able to get her out!? And what does that phrase she kept saying mean!?"
He looked over his shoulder and spoke so softly Buttercup almost didn't hear him.
"Just bring her to where he problems started in my world. She will be allowed back."
He paused for a moment and spoke again.
"The phrase means 'Your mind will walk the land of dead.'"
He turned quickly and melted into the shadows.