Thank you for the kind reviews and faves everyone =3
Once again sorry if this story is really cheesy and fluffy (I think that's the word I'm looking for)...
I'm kind of a sucker for horror romances...heh...
But i'm doing my best on this so hopefully this chapter is better =]
Enjoy!
------------------The Torn Prince----------------
"Fucking lawyer...where is he?!" Royce thought as he wandered the glass basment.
He hadnt been out of his cell long but he had this intense urge to beat the shit out of something, preferibly the lawyer. The bastard needed a good beat down after the way he treated Dana. He didnt know why, but Royce found himself oddly protective of her now.
Turning down glass corridor after glass corridor, Royce searched the never-ending maze for the suit. Royce had never realized how massive the place was til now. It would actually be a very beautiful place to live if it wasnt for the fact that it was thier prison for what seemed like forever.
Royce couldnt exactly explain it, but since he got out of his cell he had been having this weird feeling like something was trying to get into his head and take over him. It made him feel more hostile, more angry then he usually would. It was kind of like the feeling he got before when the man in the suit played this wierd disc thing with a voice speaking a different language on it. It was irritating and Royce couldnt seem to shake it, so he just did his best to ignore it.
One more left turn and Royce found what he had been looking for.
Walking with his back facing Royce, the lawyer was backing up towards him, unaware he was behind him, muttering something with a hint of fear in his voice.
Royce figured it was another one of the ghosts that the man was backing away from, but frankly Royce didnt care.
Not even looking to see which one of the other eleven ghosts it was, Royce readied his bat to swing hard and fast. This guy was going to hell.
Suddenly, with out warning, two sheets of glass closed on either side of the lawyer, effectively slicing the man in half vertically.
Royce watched, more shocked than disgusted (he was used to gore), as the front half of the man slid down the glass, the back of him following after, landing in a bloodly pile of blood, flesh, bones, and entrials.
Staring in awe for a few more minutes, Royce found himself beginning to chuckle, which quickly built to a hystericle laugh.
"That's what you get, you arrogent prick! Especially for what you said to Dana!!" Royce yelled at the gruesome corpse after he finished laughing at it. "Aw man, what a way to go..."
Suddenly remembering he wasnt alone, Royce quickly looked up to see who else had witnessed the death of the bastard lawyer.
There on the otherside of the glass stood a very confused looking Dana, knife held close to her chest.
"Oh! Hi!...I was just...uh..." the Prince stumbled over his words nervously. "Um...I'm just gonna go now..." Royce muttered as he turned to leave.
Suddenly, Royce heard voices upstairs calling for someone named Bobby, along with Susan calling the same name.
"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, where have I heard that name?!" Royce thought as he searched his head frantically for some sort of recollection of the name.
Glancing over his shoulder Royce saw that Dana was looking around, searching for the source of the voices as well.
Suddenly it hit him.
"Bobby! That's Jean's son!" Royce yelled, spinning around to look at Dana. Dana was no where to be seen though.
"Where'd she go?" Royce muttered to himself as he looked around for the disappearing Princess.
Shaking his head, Royce turned back around and ran down the corridor. He had to find that kid. He knew the other ghosts where probably feeling the same eerie feeling he was, which was steadily growing stonger, which meant they where going to be hostile to everyone and everything, not knowing who to trust. Also some of them werent exactly the first people you wanted to meet in a dark alley anyway.
Knowing he didnt have much time, Royce sprinted down the hallways in search of the kid.
It occured to him for a second that he didnt really know why he wanted to help the kid. He didnt owe anybody anything, why should he care what happens to the boy? Then Royce remembered how kind Jean had been to him, and how she would be heartbroken if anything were to happen to her son. Jean frequently would tell stories about her family, a young boy named Bobby, a teenage girl named Kathy, and her husband -Andy? Arthur? something like that- while they were still locked in their cells. He could tell that she really loved her family.
Royce knew he was no hero, but Jean was his friend, and he knew at that moment that he would do his best to make sure that her child was safe.
And so, as fast as he could, bat in hand, Royce took off down the glass hallways.
-------------The Angry Princess-----------
Searching for somewhere to clear her head, Dana wandered up the stairs and down endless hallways. Her mind had been starting to fog up since she left her cell and she couldnt quite figure out why.
Lost in thoughts about earlier events, she found herself drawn to a room with a large bed, and a set of drawers topped with a mirror.
Glancing around the room, Dana found that connected to the room was a bathroom with walls made entirely of opaque glass blocks.
Dana had a eerie sense of forebodingness about the next room but she found she couldnt stop herself from entering. Dark blood covered the walls as Dana entered the room. In the middle of the floor written in blood were the words "I'm Sorry". Dana suddenly felt sick, but continued forward as if her body was moving on it's own accord. Suddenly, Dana realized she wasnt alone.
Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom was a beautiful teenage girl fixing her hair, oblivious to the fact that she was no longer the only occupant of the room.
Walking around to the side of the girl, Dana felt slightly insecure but did her best to shake it off, as she repositioned a strand of wet hair in the mirror.
Looking to her side, Dana saw a large bathtub concealed by a white shower curtain. Flashbacks of massive amounts of blood began filling her mind. Feeling herself beginning to shiver violently, she found herself moving towards the tub, once again almost as if she wasnt even in control of her own body.
Slidding into the tub, Dana watched as the tub began filling itself with bloody water. Blinking back tears, Dana closed her eyes as vivid images of the night she died flashed before her mind's eye.
Suddenly, the shower curtain flew open causing Dana to jump and look up.
Kneeling down beside the tub was the girl from earlier, smiling like a bimbo, as she turned the faucet on.
Beyond baffled, Dana watched silently as the girl began washing her face in the running water.
Remembering the girl couldnt see her and had no idea she was even there, Dana fought to be patient as the girl continued washing her face, still smiling like a bimbo.
Anger building within her, Dana growled lowly, "Please leave," knowing she wasnt going to be heard but hoping the girl would somehow feel her anger.
But the girl continued obliviously even as the water running from the faucet turned red with blood.
Tears burning in her eyes again, Dana lept to her feet and swung back her knife, ready to stab the young beauty when...
"Kathy!" a man yelled from beyond the doorway as he slammed his hand into the door.
Slowly dropping her arm to her side, Dana watched as what she guessed was the girl's father scolded her for wandering off and than questioned her about the where abouts of her brother. The girl claimed her brother was with someone named "Maggie", right as a second woman entered the picture countering the first girl's statement with a "was with Maggie", before both followed the man as he angrily stomped off in search of the missing boy.
Slumping back into the tub, Dana rested her head on her knees blinking more tears back angrily.
In the back of her mind, she heard a song start to play in her head. It was one she had heard on Royce's radio, when he thought she wasnt paying attention. She knew that if he wouldve known she was listening he would have turned it off immeadiatly. The song was about a girl that everyone loved for her beauty, but without it the girl was just as insecure and depressed as everyone else. Slowly the lyrics filled her head:
Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that
Never was and never will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled
Quietly, she began humming the tune to herself, tears beggining to stream down her face.
Look, here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh, how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled
Without the mask, where will you hide?
Can't find yourself lost in your lie!
I know the truth now
I know who you are
"And I don't love you anymore", Dana sang darkly, looking down through tears and gritted teeth at her slashed wrists.
It never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled
It never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
Standing up out of the bathtub, Dana stalked out of the room and headed back towards the basement, knife in hand, the lyrics of the song echoing in her head, feeling angrier and less in control of her body then ever before.
And somehow now you're everybody's fool...
Hope that one was better! =3
The song in the end was Everybody's Fool by Evanescence.
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