I know that something was wrong with chapter ten for a while, but it
was finally fixed, and I was finally able to get a couple of reviews. Here
are the responses:
To Mina: Is Jekyll crazy? Is everybody else crazy? Well, you're going to have to tune in to find out!
To Starlight16: Thanks for the compliment about the suspense. I know, poor Jekyll. I'm hugging him, too. I just hope he doesn't suffocate from too many hugs!
To 20xd6 (for chapter 7): If you stick the Dante beast on me, I'll drink a whole glass of serum just like he did and make my own beast. The Nowicki beast.
To 20xd6 (for chapter 10): Yep. I'm the author. Ha.
And here's chapter eleven! WARNING: this chapter has a lot of religious references. So, if you are so-so about the topic of religion, you might want to skip this chapter. You've been warned.
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"I know you're not crazy, Henry," said a soft voice behind him.
Jekyll lifted his teary-eyed head off of his pillow and turned around. Batsie Linoge was standing there, glimmering in a slim, white diamond dress. Once again, her lovely brown curls encircled her head in a halo.
"I don't want to talk about it," Jekyll sobbed. "I just don't want to talk about this any more. Leave me alone!!!"
Batsie looked at the floor in a soft frown, then looked back up. "Would you like to talk about it if I told you that you aren't crazy at all, because I DID see Mina dead in her coffin this afternoon?"
Jekyll froze. He felt like running over to her and kissing her. "But, how?" he whined, confused. "How could you and I have seen her dead, but everyone else not have?"
"They did see her dead, Henry," said Batsie softly. "Mina really did die. They really did build a white chrome coffin. They really did try to lift that heavy coffin. Nemo and Sawyer really did place Mina into it. They just can't remember."
"How come?" asked Jekyll, confused.
At that moment, a beam of great white light shone down from the heavens onto Batsie herself. She began to speak very gently. "Because I resurrected Mina from the dead, Henry, and then I hypnotized everybody else on this ship into thinking that she never died. Everybody, that is, except you."
"But why me?" asked Jekyll, hugging his pillow to his chest. He was beginning to get very scared.
"Because you're the one I needed to prove a point to, Henry." A real halo appeared above Batsie's head, and large, great gossamer wings grew out of her back. She walked over to Jekyll and looked directly into his eyes. "Henry Jekyll," she said, speaking from a heavenly voice, "My name is Batsie Elizabeth Gerrard. I am an angel sent from God, and I came here to tell you that everything is going to be all right. God loves you, Henry. No matter how upset you may get, no matter how much things don't go your way, no matter how much you feel like killing yourself, you must remember that God is always with you, and God is always helping you."
At first, Henry stared at her, in a state of disbelief. Angels weren't real.
But as the moments passed, Henry looked at her and examined her. She wore white every day. She was always praying. She said she knew Mina's dead husband. She could hypnotize people with her beauty. She had a real halo and real wings that had appeared out of thin air. And that light! That great, bright light, shining down from the Heavens!!!!!
"Oh, my God," Henry gasped slowly. "You're telling the truth. You really are an angel!"
Batsie smiled a great smile, a smile that lit up her whole face, and nodded. "Yes," she smiled. "Yes, Henry, I am."
* * *
"Would you like more tea?"
"Yes, please, if you don't mind."
"Not at all." Batsie pointed her right pointer finger at Henry's teacup. Immediately, the amount of tea in it rose from the bottom all the way up to the top.
"Wow," Henry thought to himself, clearly impressed with her powers.
"Wow is right," Batsie smiled at him. Henry looked up at her, alarmed. "Don't be scared," she said to him gently. "I can read minds, Henry."
Henry nodded. "May I ask you a question?"
"Sure, anything."
"Why me? How did you know that I was spiritually in trouble?"
"I get my assignments from the Lord, Henry. The Lord watches everybody, and he knew that you needed help, and I got assigned to you. I told Andre of my assignment, and he helped me get on board the Nautilus. And then Mina died, and that made my job easier. All I needed to do to prove to you my power was to resurrect Mina. Simple. Resurrection is something no normal human being can do."
Jekyll nodded. His mind was spinning, but it was not a confused and overwhelming kind of spinning. It was a curious kind of spinning. He knew Batsie was real, and it did not overwhelm him to know so. Instead, he was curious about her kind; curious about the angels. "So, Andre knows, then? Knows that you're an angel?"
"Of course! How could we have been married for thirteen years, and he not have known? I had to tell him when we married. It would have been unfaithful if I would have hidden it from him."
"Pardon my being rude," Jekyll quivered, "but, why did you and McCane divorce?"
Batsie took a thoughtful sip of tea. "That, Henry, is not a question for me. That is a question for him. You will have to ask him yourself." Jekyll nodded.
Batsie put her teacup down. "Henry, tell me the truth. What would you have done if Mina had stayed dead, and we had indeed buried her? Would you have indeed killed yourself?"
"Yes," Jekyll answered truthfully. "I was seconds away from swallowing mercury when Sawyer burst into my room and told me to help with Mina's coffin."
"Why?"
Jekyll swallowed, a lump of tears forming in his throat. "Because, I knew I had technically killed her. I had no knowledge of the illness she had, and if I had known some more about it, I could have saved her. I just couldn't bear to have that guilt on my conscience."
"But it wasn't your fault, Henry. You didn't know about Mina's illness. There are very few people in this world who ARE acquainted with vampire biology."
"But when Hyde is not occupying my body, I am in charge of the health of everybody on this ship. That's what a doctor is for."
"Yes, but doctors lose patients because of circumstances beyond their control every day. You've lost plenty of patients before this, Henry. Why were you going to turn out the light on your life after losing Mina Harker in particular?"
Jekyll thought. At first, he had no idea, but then it hit him. Why Mina Harker in particular? "Because I love her," he realized. "I love Mina, and she loves me. She said so herself. I love her, and I couldn't bear to see anything bad happen to her under my hand."
"Exactly," Batsie told him. "You love Mina. And she loves you."
Jekyll nodded. "By the way, you said you knew her husband, Jonathan Harker. What's he like?"
"Oh, Jonathan?" Batsie laughed. "He's a wonderful and kind gentleman, but he's also very upset."
"Awww," Jekyll moaned. "Why's that?"
"Because he wants Mina to be happy. And Mina isn't very happy right now."
"Well, of course not. She can't be very happy when she's sick."
Batsie reached across the table and grasped Jekyll's hand gently. "Henry," she told him, looking right into his eyes. "Mina is unhappy for a different reason. She told you that she loved you. And if you really love her, you didn't tell her that you loved her back."
Jekyll thought, and then he nodded. "You're right. You're right, I didn't tell her that I loved her, did I?"
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Batsie is exposed, but the story isn't over yet! What will become of Jekyll and Mina? Will it be LOVE?
~ Alisonia
To Mina: Is Jekyll crazy? Is everybody else crazy? Well, you're going to have to tune in to find out!
To Starlight16: Thanks for the compliment about the suspense. I know, poor Jekyll. I'm hugging him, too. I just hope he doesn't suffocate from too many hugs!
To 20xd6 (for chapter 7): If you stick the Dante beast on me, I'll drink a whole glass of serum just like he did and make my own beast. The Nowicki beast.
To 20xd6 (for chapter 10): Yep. I'm the author. Ha.
And here's chapter eleven! WARNING: this chapter has a lot of religious references. So, if you are so-so about the topic of religion, you might want to skip this chapter. You've been warned.
*
"I know you're not crazy, Henry," said a soft voice behind him.
Jekyll lifted his teary-eyed head off of his pillow and turned around. Batsie Linoge was standing there, glimmering in a slim, white diamond dress. Once again, her lovely brown curls encircled her head in a halo.
"I don't want to talk about it," Jekyll sobbed. "I just don't want to talk about this any more. Leave me alone!!!"
Batsie looked at the floor in a soft frown, then looked back up. "Would you like to talk about it if I told you that you aren't crazy at all, because I DID see Mina dead in her coffin this afternoon?"
Jekyll froze. He felt like running over to her and kissing her. "But, how?" he whined, confused. "How could you and I have seen her dead, but everyone else not have?"
"They did see her dead, Henry," said Batsie softly. "Mina really did die. They really did build a white chrome coffin. They really did try to lift that heavy coffin. Nemo and Sawyer really did place Mina into it. They just can't remember."
"How come?" asked Jekyll, confused.
At that moment, a beam of great white light shone down from the heavens onto Batsie herself. She began to speak very gently. "Because I resurrected Mina from the dead, Henry, and then I hypnotized everybody else on this ship into thinking that she never died. Everybody, that is, except you."
"But why me?" asked Jekyll, hugging his pillow to his chest. He was beginning to get very scared.
"Because you're the one I needed to prove a point to, Henry." A real halo appeared above Batsie's head, and large, great gossamer wings grew out of her back. She walked over to Jekyll and looked directly into his eyes. "Henry Jekyll," she said, speaking from a heavenly voice, "My name is Batsie Elizabeth Gerrard. I am an angel sent from God, and I came here to tell you that everything is going to be all right. God loves you, Henry. No matter how upset you may get, no matter how much things don't go your way, no matter how much you feel like killing yourself, you must remember that God is always with you, and God is always helping you."
At first, Henry stared at her, in a state of disbelief. Angels weren't real.
But as the moments passed, Henry looked at her and examined her. She wore white every day. She was always praying. She said she knew Mina's dead husband. She could hypnotize people with her beauty. She had a real halo and real wings that had appeared out of thin air. And that light! That great, bright light, shining down from the Heavens!!!!!
"Oh, my God," Henry gasped slowly. "You're telling the truth. You really are an angel!"
Batsie smiled a great smile, a smile that lit up her whole face, and nodded. "Yes," she smiled. "Yes, Henry, I am."
* * *
"Would you like more tea?"
"Yes, please, if you don't mind."
"Not at all." Batsie pointed her right pointer finger at Henry's teacup. Immediately, the amount of tea in it rose from the bottom all the way up to the top.
"Wow," Henry thought to himself, clearly impressed with her powers.
"Wow is right," Batsie smiled at him. Henry looked up at her, alarmed. "Don't be scared," she said to him gently. "I can read minds, Henry."
Henry nodded. "May I ask you a question?"
"Sure, anything."
"Why me? How did you know that I was spiritually in trouble?"
"I get my assignments from the Lord, Henry. The Lord watches everybody, and he knew that you needed help, and I got assigned to you. I told Andre of my assignment, and he helped me get on board the Nautilus. And then Mina died, and that made my job easier. All I needed to do to prove to you my power was to resurrect Mina. Simple. Resurrection is something no normal human being can do."
Jekyll nodded. His mind was spinning, but it was not a confused and overwhelming kind of spinning. It was a curious kind of spinning. He knew Batsie was real, and it did not overwhelm him to know so. Instead, he was curious about her kind; curious about the angels. "So, Andre knows, then? Knows that you're an angel?"
"Of course! How could we have been married for thirteen years, and he not have known? I had to tell him when we married. It would have been unfaithful if I would have hidden it from him."
"Pardon my being rude," Jekyll quivered, "but, why did you and McCane divorce?"
Batsie took a thoughtful sip of tea. "That, Henry, is not a question for me. That is a question for him. You will have to ask him yourself." Jekyll nodded.
Batsie put her teacup down. "Henry, tell me the truth. What would you have done if Mina had stayed dead, and we had indeed buried her? Would you have indeed killed yourself?"
"Yes," Jekyll answered truthfully. "I was seconds away from swallowing mercury when Sawyer burst into my room and told me to help with Mina's coffin."
"Why?"
Jekyll swallowed, a lump of tears forming in his throat. "Because, I knew I had technically killed her. I had no knowledge of the illness she had, and if I had known some more about it, I could have saved her. I just couldn't bear to have that guilt on my conscience."
"But it wasn't your fault, Henry. You didn't know about Mina's illness. There are very few people in this world who ARE acquainted with vampire biology."
"But when Hyde is not occupying my body, I am in charge of the health of everybody on this ship. That's what a doctor is for."
"Yes, but doctors lose patients because of circumstances beyond their control every day. You've lost plenty of patients before this, Henry. Why were you going to turn out the light on your life after losing Mina Harker in particular?"
Jekyll thought. At first, he had no idea, but then it hit him. Why Mina Harker in particular? "Because I love her," he realized. "I love Mina, and she loves me. She said so herself. I love her, and I couldn't bear to see anything bad happen to her under my hand."
"Exactly," Batsie told him. "You love Mina. And she loves you."
Jekyll nodded. "By the way, you said you knew her husband, Jonathan Harker. What's he like?"
"Oh, Jonathan?" Batsie laughed. "He's a wonderful and kind gentleman, but he's also very upset."
"Awww," Jekyll moaned. "Why's that?"
"Because he wants Mina to be happy. And Mina isn't very happy right now."
"Well, of course not. She can't be very happy when she's sick."
Batsie reached across the table and grasped Jekyll's hand gently. "Henry," she told him, looking right into his eyes. "Mina is unhappy for a different reason. She told you that she loved you. And if you really love her, you didn't tell her that you loved her back."
Jekyll thought, and then he nodded. "You're right. You're right, I didn't tell her that I loved her, did I?"
*
Batsie is exposed, but the story isn't over yet! What will become of Jekyll and Mina? Will it be LOVE?
~ Alisonia
