Spread Your Blue Wings
A/N: Hopscotch! -poof- I'm here, again! hehe OwO Thank you so much for reviewing, they were all absolutely awesome! Thanks, Thanks, THANKS! I hope you enjoy this chapter and 'pweaze' review! lol O.O
Summary: Emily had turned a hundred years old in the Land of the Dead when a young girl by the name of Ivy comes down as new arrival. But Ivy is stubborn and she thinks she is still alive. Could Emily help her accept the change Ivy went through suddenly? Will Ivy admit the fact that she is already dead? Or will she deny the truth?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Tim Burton's Corpse Bride, though I dearly wish I do, even a half of it. But I guess not, lol. The only things I do own is my characters! Please don't steal! Thank you.
Gone in a Flash
"If we don't know life, how can we know death?"-Confucius
The young newcomer sat on the edge of a small cliff, looking down at the landscape. The girl was trembling, her eyes watering with salty tears in her eyes. Where was she? Where was she? She could see buildings and more buildings colored a strange lighting. The sky was dark and clouded but somehow it wasn't as dark as it seemed. Still, this place was… haunting. She wanted to get out of here. But as much as she tried to get away and run, these buildings and streets were endless.
The girl looked down at her hands and at her skin, which had now completed its process. Why was it that she felt something different inside of her? Was it because of this place? Where was this place anyway?
"I have to get out of here..." she whispered to herself and got up, only to trip over. She screwed her eyes shut, expecting to feel pain coursing through her body. Instead she felt nothing. It was as if she was hollow, without feeling over her own body. She blinked in suprise and confusion.
What happened? the girl thought as she stayed unmoved. She was supposed to feel something!
A crow flew up into the air and gave out a screech as if to mock her for her stupidity, or for her failure to understand what she felt right now. The girl looked at the crow with a glare and tried to shoo it away with her hand but instead the crow bit her hand. As if in habit, she winced, her eyes shutting up quickly but still… nothing. What was happening?
"What are you doing down there?" spoke a familiar voice as the girl felt a bony hand on her shoulder. She jumped but still held her calm as her eyes went up to the stranger.
It was the woman again, dressed in an old blue stained Wedding Dress.
"Come on," the woman said as she held out her hand. The girl stared at it for a moment, her lips starting to tremble and then slapped it away, her eyes showing anger. She looked away from the stranger, biting her lips quickly to stop her trembling and the tears that dried out in her eyes. Then she looked up again at the woman. "Get away!"
"Why?" Emily spoke up, her fists not clenched into fists. This girl was being stubborn! She doesn't want to believe she's dead. But why would the girl not want to believe her words?
"And why should I tell you? Mom said I shouldn't talk to strangers. Especially people who kidnapped me!" the girl growled back and slowly got to her feet, brushing aside dirt that had clung to her cheeks before.
"Why are you being stupid? Can't you just accept the fact?" Emily countered, defending herself. Her eyes were burning now. This girl was stubborn and rude!
"Cause you're lying!" The girl shouted loudly in frustration as she bit her lip harder. Mom would never have treated her like this! Mom and Dad loved her. She got what she always wanted, and she's going to get it now! How dare this woman threaten her and treat her like this? She will pay! Dad and Mom always took care of everything.
"I'm not lying. You're only lying to yourself," The Corpse Bride said and gritted her teeth.
"SHUT UP! DAD! MOM! ANGUIS!" The girl screamed at Emily's face and started shouting names at the sky. The clouded sky only rolled on, undisturbed by the noise below.
"Don't rely on your parents to do anything, girl! Don't you understand? You're dead!" Emily shouted as well, trying to grab at the girl so she would quiet down. Instead, the girl shouted more loud and hysterically.
"Stay away from me! STAY AWAY FROM ME!" the girl screamed and Emily couldn't stand it anymore. She did the only thing that would calm the girl down.
Emily slapped her right in the face.
The girl stumbled back, stunned by the force of the slap. And then tears spilled out of her eyes as she started to give out choked gasps. She crumbled to the floor, clutching her cheek as the girl looked up at Emily angrily.
"It hurts! It hurts! How dare you, you ugly, stupid woman!" she cried out but Emily didn't care. Emily looked sternly down at the girl. So… she was a spoiled child, who died young. Her parents probably didn't teach her anything, and she earned nothing valuable when the girl was still alive. Emily continued staring at her. What a sad child she was, without her parent's love and only money to fill up the emptiness of her heart.
"What's your name?"
Still sobbing, the girl looked up and choking on her sobs, she replied.
"I-Iv…Ivy…"
Emily knelt down in front of her and putting a hand on Ivy's shoulder, she smiled, a small comforting smile that stopped Ivy's tears from falling.
"Hello Ivy. My name is Emily."
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