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A Trouble Mind

Once she noticed the stones that build the bridge her conscience let her know where she was, the silence of the dark liar made her feel so comfortable, calming her just a little as her boots left a trace of frost. Suddenly, a hiss in the distance barely made her look to see what it was, she stopped as the steeds appeared in excitement for seeing her, they were neighing to get some attention from her like every time she visits the liar. But they stopped to look at her grey eyes, they knew immediately that she wasn't there at all; they knew she could move and breathe and speak but not think like a normal person in that 'state.'

The steeds drew back to not make her cry again once they saw her eyes were also swollen in red, she couldn't even try to smile at them like always, her heart was already a broken, like shattered pieces of ice and her voice as well, she just continued walking to the stairs just to sit in them and get some rest. Her escort led to gather around her, the leader leaned in her knee with one paw in it too, looking at her dull grey eyes as she just stared at the empty space and breathing reluctantly, thinking if he would forgive her. The three steeds left her be and led to their master, telling him that she was there but that she looked depressing and like an undead being despite the fact that she was there for some reason.

Pitch nodded to his nightmares and dissolved himself to reach the lady in no time, staying away just for a couple of steps. The soft sound that he made once he formed himself out of the shadows made her open her eyes widely, without raising his face to see him as her heart ached in pain just by hearing him coming to her. Once the Nightmare King saw her in her state, he knew something must had happened in the ice castle but also that something happened to the girl in front of him; her hair was still white, guessing her eyes were grey –if not, how did she get to the liar with no conscience if her eyes were glowing white? - Her clothing was white too and her hands were covered with a layer of frost. He could tell she was still in the middle of having conscious and have none, so he still couldn't speak normal without snapping her.

One nightmare approached to the King and gave him a black blanket, Pitch covered the girl with it and was about to pet his head like he does when she is sad, but the wolves grunted at him, and the leader barked to made him leap back. He wondered why she didn't stop them, but then he thought that maybe she ordered them to do it…the reason was unknown for the King. He drew back until the wolves stopped and got near the lady like before; she got up and led down to the stairs slowly. Pitch followed, right behind her entire escort of wolves which were grunted at him whenever he got near them until they entered in a bedroom, it was dull and bland as the others in the entire liar; she sat in the bed and wrapped her arms around herself with the blanket still in her back.

"If you need something, anything at all...my nightmares will bring it to you." He said with care to not make her react in a negative way, giving a look at the wolves that was gathering around her again. "Or…perhaps your escort will do it." He said looking at them with frown eyes and almost despite, they just grunted a little before their lady petted the head of the leader.

Pitch hesitated if she was actually fine just like that; she wasn't this depressing and quite since…he kicked the thought out of his mind. He wanted to know what was wrong, but since the wolves were `protecting her´, it was obvious she did not want to talk or speak to him, so he has to send a message to him: Andrew, since he is the one person that knows her almost better than him.

The leader of the wolves licked the hand of the girl but the frost did not melted, her heart still aching, still broken, so voiceless in front of him she wanted to shout the truth and run away. She leaned back in the old bed and stared motionless at the rocky ceiling, then she heard them, the voices whispering in her mind. More real and louder than before, just like when she was in that problematic trance.

"What's wrong, little? Already tired of us?"

"Oh, please. You're not a baby anymore, just bear with it."

"It's not our fault, you know is not."

"Stop playing the victim and tell him! You're the one to blame after all."

"It was your fault before and now it is again. How you feel about that?"

"This is just what we wanted you to know. Stop pretending being someone that you're not."

They were doing it again, they wanted to break the last piece of humanity she still has, she covered desperately her ears but the voices still remained.

"We'll take it from her, dearie."

"Yes, just be a good girl and let us take a proper control of your will."

"Besides, your control is pathetic, such a great power and you, a stupid girl has it. What a waste."

"It will be less painful if we do it. You know you don't belong to that place anymore."

"That's true. Perhaps you didn't in the first place."

She took a deep breath, regained the composure like Pitch taught her to do it, trying to avoid the voices and pretended they were not talking to her, 'stop thinking' he used to said. Once she heard them from the distance, she accommodated herself in the old bed. Although the place was getting cold because of her presence, a warm feeling hit her since she entered in the dark silent liar, but she still felt tired, sad, terrible, guilty, unforgivable. She felt like no place in the world was really safe for her now. The simple thought of what she did made her cry again, she needed to sleep but the sharp and heavy pain in her chest did not allowed her to. And yet, she loved that pain, it made her believe that the worst was about to come, that this could be her last moment of privacy and peace before accepting the punishment she deserved.

Suddenly, her problematic emotions disappeared and only remained her sadness and guilt, she imagined the disaster would have calm outside. And yes, it did. Because the nightmares outside saw how the traces of ice and snow melted in the floor of the liar.

She thought she would never come back to her room again, everything was intact. Her bed, her closed, the pair of bureaus, her desk, everything was there. One look to the purple walls made her feel sad and happy at the same time, the marks on the doors frame of how much she grew up did the same. The windows got big and tiny snowflakes printed in the crystal, shining like the last time she saw them. She led to them and keep them close just to see the balcony, the Aurora Borealis was glowing again. Like it always do on the Northern Mountain. Her home.

"I just left two weeks ago." she whispered to herself in front of her big window and enjoying the view. "And already this melancholic just for my room." the most that she loves in the view is how the mountains seem to shine on the top with the snow thanks to that color lights on the sky, she felt better just by seeing the dancing lights dusted with the stars. She sighed in a pleasant way, more relax and calm than ever.

"Such a beautiful view from here. am I right?" That voice. she heard behind her a lower and sweet voice just a couple of steps away from her. She looked back to the other woman, opening her eyes widely in horror and covering her mouth with both hands. "You know what? I like you more when your hair is black like this. Fits you better than the withe that I have."

"How is that...you don't suppose to be here, I...I broke you." she said still shock, looking at her feet and seeing the frost covering her place in the floor.

"Yes you did, but forgot something that you and I know perfectly." Said the other in a neglect voice, walking to the young girl who ran to the other side of her huge room. "Everything it's on your very very trouble mind." The withe hair girl pointed to her own head with a wicked smile, enjoying how the other, for her expressions, knew it was true.

"What do you want? I have done something terrible and all it's your fault."

"You don't even believe that on your own, do you?" Her wicked smile became a serious face when she noticed the spikes on the floor where the other girl was, she raised her face to look at her with anger. And then she walked again. "Your control is a waste for that dark magic. You're nothing but a pathetic girl." She sighed heavily, thinking in what she wanted to talk about with that useless piece of 'human'. "That's why I'm prepare to make an offer."

The young girl felt the danger in every step, once again she avoided her, but this time the tall one grabbed her from the wrist. The one with black hair struggled even feeling the nails of the other in her skin. The tall girl with the withe hair took the other wrist and placed the girl below her in the bed, so they could be face to face. The one on top smiled playfully like a devil, the other was so scared that her bed covered with traces of ice until it reached the floor, the frost appeared in the ceiling with spikes in the corners too. She was loosing herself again.

"You see? You can even take this, that's why I'm gonna do something you can not deny." She approached to her face until they were a couple of inches away, the minor made a grimace of horror. "Stay here and let us take control of your powers." they heard the walls cracked, the spikes and ice almost covered the entire ceiling. "Think about it, you can stay here and not make another disaster again. And we will take care of all the damage you did two weeks ago."

"So...I'll be here while you guys destroy everything?" The one on top seem angrier, she clenched her teeth, letting the minor on the bed abruptly and giving to the wall a punch to not punch the other girl.

"You can't judge us for trying, Specially when you are the one who started this three hundred years ago!" When she finished, the young girl wanted to cry again. She was right. "Do I have to remember you the time when YOU KILLED-"

"Stop! please. I begging you! Don't say that, please." she covered her face, sobbing and breathing heavily. "That didn't suppose to happen...What I did back then it wasn't-"

"Your fault. I know." she responded while rolling her eyes, more than just bore to that answer, she was tired of it. "Everyone told you what you needed to hear. I am the one who knows the truth and willing to tell you." she pointed at the girl on the bed, know kneeling with the hands on the lap. "What you did, was your fault. And a proof that you can't control both powers." She got closer, the other drew back her face. "Give us the control of your powers, and we'll make sure you wouldn't hurt anyone again."

The minor looked at her with confusion, it was a deal-half-trick. Without conscience she wouldn't know if her doppleganger was telling the truth about hurting someone again. She brought her knees to her chin and made a barrier with them. She hated the way her trance was an advantage for her alternative one and the whispers, it was a weapon for them and an state of suffering for her. "No.." She said softly, looking at her feet and avoid any sort of contact with her dopleganger. She therapy herself mentally for the things that the withe haired woman could do to convince her. She closed her eyes and wait.

The tall woman smiled again, like if she was seeing a puppy about to cry for her mother, it was something cute that made her feel more than in control and with authority over that little girl. Obviously the mind of that girl was a place a lot easier for her to convince the minor.

Still with her eyes closed, she heard something familiar. It was jingle, the acute sound made her look to that woman again. She was holding a necklace with two tiny flowers made of ice, one was color teal and the other was green, the last one was a little bigger than the other. She looked at those flowers with sad and horror, tears already falling down without freezing on her cheeks, the salty water was fluid and it kept falling as she recognize that necklace. Feeling how the guilt and remorse came back to her heart and her trouble mind.

"This is the most beautiful accessory we've ever made with no doubt. Don't you think?" Said the tall girl placing the necklace on her neck, caressing the two flowers with a mocking smile, remembering what they did. Well, what she did on her own. "And also, it's a good present to give on a birthday..." she continue with a sharp tone, feeling pleasure just by looking at the crying face of that little girl. "Specially if the birthday is... on Summer." she ended, from one moment to another, tiny snowflakes fell from the ceiling so slow she knew that the youngest hit the bottom already. The nerve that she hit from the minor was the most sweet and pleasant torture she could bring to that little girl.

"Please...stop, just...give it to me." she begged with shaking voice, raising her hand to take the necklace as the tears fell to the frozen blankets. "I promise I'll consider the offer but please... stop." The other woman kept her devil grin, knowing she won again. "I know I am a monster. I know I don't deserve that someone could actually love me, I know my curse is more strongest than my will but please. Don't bring them into this, all of that was completely my fault."

"That doesn't change the fact that you killed them." Said the older as she took away the necklace and threw it to the girl on the bed, who took it and held it close to her heart. Then she started to cry as the other looked at her with a bore grimace. "You can wake up if you want but remember, you're mine once you accept the deal."

When she raised her face again, her alternative one was gone, the snow kept falling, the frost and ice kept on their place and the spikes on the ceiling got thicker until they cracked a little. She laid on the bed and pressed that object hard in her chest, sobbing and whimpering as loud as she wanted to be for once in ages.

...Well, you guys tell me if this is important for you.

And if you didn't understand something feel free to ask me. Remember that english is not my mother tongue and that's why maybe I can't express myself very well, specially writing this story.

The next chapter is the Flashback part, I promise!

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