Wendy was curled up in her newly gained sleeping roll, tucked away in the tent. Wilson and Willow were quietly sitting by the fire with each at opposite sides. The girl had her head on her knees, staring back to her male companion quietly. He stared back in silence. The silence wasn't tense but content. For once she wasn't trying to ignore him nor argue. It was kind of nice to be honest, yet the scientist still had eyes looking back at him in the darkness.
What will it take for me to be sane again?
He thought to himself, making an unhappy face. The dark haired girl across from him raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?" She said, breaking the content silence.
The man shook his head and looked at her.
"Nothing, nothing at all." He lied.
"Are you sure?" She insisted. The girl seemed a bit worried about him.
The scientist wasn't paying attention to her now. He heard something odd. Almost like a broken music box that someone left on in a dark room. Wilson shivered and turned around. On the floor he saw a dark shadowy hand creeping it's way over, towards the fire. He started to panic and run to the hand. As soon as he was close enough to touch it, the shadow would retract back. He started to hyperventilate, knowing by pure instinct that he mustn't let the hand touch the fire. His female companion was utterly confused.
"W-Wilson, what's wrong?" She asked, obviously not seeing the hand.
"The hand. T-THE HAND! D-Don't let it touch the f-fIRE!" He shouted, pointing at the shadow which was unseen by the girl.
The firestarter was starting to get scared. She didn't like how freaked out her newly gained friend was acting like this. The dark haired girl tried her best to get up and comfort the uneased man, but her leg wouldn't give in.
"I think you need a nap or something. You're seeing things." She stated as calmly as she could from where she sat.
That didn't calm him down one bit. He continued to chase after this supposed 'hand' and scream about how it shall not touch the fire. This didn't help Willow's confusion and rising fear for the man. His terror was loud enough to wake the sleeping girl in the tent.
"What's going on?" The blonde said sleepily, rubbing her eyes. When her sight adjusted, she saw a screaming man and confused girl sitting near by. She could tell both her companions were pretty scared, one more then the other.
"Wilson is going crazy. He's talking about a hand trying to grab the fire or something." Willow said with confusion.
Wendy tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.
Why would he be saying such a thing? Maybe Willow was right about him being a madman.
She thought to her self.
The scientist continued to trample around, still screaming about hands and fires. Both the girls studied him in complete and utter confusion. The session continued until sun rise, since the insane man refused to stop. Once the light hit Maxwell's lands, the hand vanished. The only sounds of once screaming were now loud and heavy pants by Wilson. He was out of the nightmare and the once terrifying sound was now gone. He turned over to look at the two females staring at him. Wendy didn't seem to show off her confusion and Willow was almost terrified.
"I-I'm very sorry about that." He apologized and dusted off his clothing. "I hope you aren't too scared of my actions. They were unintentional."
The calm and collectiveness of the man's voice calmed the two down a bit. The pyromaniac gave a sigh and relief and Wendy seemed to not be as tense. On the other hand, said man was extremely tired. He really should have taken a nap or something and his low sanity wasn't helping.
"I think you need to rest for a bit." Wendy's soft voice broke through Wilson's thoughts.
He shook his head in response.
"No, I-I need to be awake. What is something happens? And besides we need to go scouting and-"
Willow cut off his sentence.
"Wilson, you need rest. Now." She insisted from the ground at where she sat. "You've already stay up all night, Wendy and I can look after things. I might be injured but that doesn't me I can't keep watch."
He gave a sigh, knowing she was right. He need to get his head straight and arguing wasn't really going to help. He sat down and took a deep breath. The man smelt the grassy air around him, with a hint of old blood and sweat. Wilson was just calming down a bit.
"If you don't mind, I'm going to be going out. I need to gather something." The younger girl said, which went right through the somewhat content man's thoughts.
"What, no! You'll get yourself killed alone." He replied, obviously not agreeing on her actions. He started to get up form his spot.
"Please, I need to do this." She motioned him to sit back down.
The injured pyromaniac didn't even put her input in this situation. She could already tell her younger companion was set on her goal, whatever that might be. Wendy gave a small nod before heading out fo the camp. Neither of them knew what weapons or items she had on her, they only hoped she would be ok. Now the only two left in the camp were Willow and Wilson. One of which was too badly injured to even stand up and the other who was on the cutting edge of falling insane. The silence once again fell upon them.
The two of them did manage to take naps. This probably wasn't the smartest idea because no one was around nor would anyone be able to defend the camp if something tragic were to happen. Lucky this time around, the lone girl came home. In one of her hands she clutched a limp rabbit. Yet it was still alive. The blonde looked around at the two who were sound asleep.
"I'm back." Wendy said to the two. Both of them woke up lightly, rubbing their eyes.
"Oh you got food, lovely. We can share it tonight." Wilson said, noticing the prey in her hand.
"Not yet, I need it." She spoke blankly. "Abigail coming to play with me."
The scientist gave a confused look. The older girl sighed.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about her sister." She said, only rising more questions in the man. "Well you see.. Wendy has a twin sister. But she's kind of.. Dead."
He blinked.
Dead!? What!?
He was now the one sitting there completely confused by the actions of his comrades. While trying his best to think this through at a scientific point of view.
Maybe she just means to pretend play with her deceased sibling? Then why would she need a rabbit? Might she be doing some kind of summoning? I doubt that.. Ghosts are not real. But then again.. This is..
Wilson pondered more on these questions. On the other hand, Wendy carefully placed the stunned rabbit down. She then pulled out a small dark pinkish flower, very closely related with the ones she wore in her own hair. This one was a lot different, it glowed dimly and even somewhat levitated. The blonde set it down closely to the rabbit. Axe the ready in both of her hands, she brought it down on the poor creature. Blood spattered out from the decapitated rabbit and onto the flower. With a burst of light, the unexpected happened. A ghost, with the flower perched on it's head, appeared.
"What in the-!" The dark haired man scooted back from this. He was so shocked that a ghost had just appeared. He was right after all. In this world, anything could happened. Anything. Wendy gave a happy smile at the ghost.
"Abigail!" She cheered happily.
The man stood up shakily, looking at 'Abigail'.
"I forgot about her too. Sorry Wilson, we should have told you about it." Willow said.
The scientist just stared at Abigail. The ghost looked back at him with soulless white eyes, holding little to no emotion. Hushed whispers were the only thing heard from the paranormal creature. He took another step back, still shaking.
"Don't be scared. She's my sister and she can be a big help." The girl said, looking actually happy and not as apathetic as usual.
Help? How can she help?
He was just in complete awe. He reached out to touch the spirit but it retreated back, it's hushed whispers becoming quicker the closer anyone got.
"Watch out! Abigail needs her space." Wendy warned him, not approving of his actions.
"Sorry.. Abigail." Wilson said, clearing his throat.
He gulped and tried his best to act natural around this new member of their team.
"Well, Wendy." The scientist said to the small girl. "In which ways could your sister help?"
"She's really strong and attacks anything that might harm me." The blonde said cheerfully. For once she wasn't being so apathetic.
"Hmm.. Is there anyway you could prove this?" He said, still not to sure about this. Maybe it was just Wendy's imagination. Then again, this is Maxwell's world. A place where trees kill people and ghosts are summoned.
Without saying a word, she ran off. Abigail trailing after her.
"Ah- Wendy, hold up!" The man followed after her.
Willow gave an irritable sigh as she saw her friends run off.
"Yeah, just leave the injured girl at camp all alone! Thanks guys!" She shouted at their backs with a sarcastic tone.
Wendy lead her older companion to a pig's house. Her follower finally caught up, panting.
"What was that about..?" He said, confused at her sudden actions.
She pointed at the pig's house, it's owner walking around. The pig man didn't seem to take much care in the two humans and spirit. The man raised an eyebrow, not sure what she was getting at. The blonde sighed and pulled out her axe. She walked over to the pig man and slashed it in the arm with her tool. It let out a angered squeal. Wilson was in shook at her random attack, pulling out his own axe, since his spear was now burnt up. Right when the pig was about to punch it's attacker, Abigail floated over. The ghost turned red and looked angry. It seemed to be attacking the pig man. The scientist was again in awe at this creature. She was pretty useful after all. In only a couple of minutes, Wendy's deceased sister took down the pig man.
"Here Wilson." She pointed to the now dead pig. "We can use it for food and it's skin."
The two came back with a good supply of meat and pig skin to the camp. Seeing a very upset Willow, Wilson apologized.
"I'm sorry Willow. Wendy ran off and I had to follow her. But, she did show off Abigail's powers and we got some meat for tonight." He gave her a apologetic smile. She sighed and nodded back, forgiving the two.
They all stayed around the fire that night, eating up with their fill of meat. Again, little small talk would happen between them. Wendy would once in awhile giggle and talk to Abigail but other then that almost nothing. The young girl headed to bed a bit later then usual and her firestarter friend was already curled up on the ground asleep. But the eldest of the group was still awake, only dozing off every once in awhile. He jolted awake once more to come face to face with his puppet master.
"Say there pal, you look tired." Maxwell said, puffing some cigar smoke into the scientist's face.
The dark haired man waved the smoke away, sneering up at the taller man.
"What are you doing here?" He scuffled.
"Checking in on my favorite puppet. Do you like your play mates?" He answered back with a question.
"What's it to you? Why are they even with me?" Wilson kept shouting questions at his 'leader'.
"Well I could careless about the fire loving one." Maxwell gestured to a sleeping Willow. "But the other one is my niece."
His puppet blinked.
"R-Repeat that?" He asked him.
"Wendy. Is. My. Niece. Is that took much to take in, pal? He repeated, rolling his eyes.
He couldn't believe that. Wendy was blood related to this demon in front of him. He was pushing so much information through his head, trying to wrap at least some kind of explanation on this.
This must mean Maxwell was in the real world at one point. How is this though..? I'll have to ask Wendy if she knows.. Then who was her mother? Is she in this world? Did Maxwell kill Wendy's sister? Is that why she's stuck here? Or did she get killed by something in this world?
The taller man read right through his confused puppet's mind.
"Oh so many questions and so little time. Such a shame." And with that, he was gone.
Wilson took a deep breath, feeling the air around him not as tense. Maxwell was doing this on purpose. Just to see him struggle to even comprehend reality. What was reality anymore?
Oh so many questions, so little time.
Hey everyone, finally finished up Chapter 3. Sorry for the wait! I've been kind of busy with summer and all. Never got around to finishing it up. Now a new character is introduced, Abigail. ovo This will probably be the last human-ish character that will pop up from now on. Sorry but I'd like the team to just be made up of the three- or four we have so far. Anyway, please review and I hope you enjoyed it! uwu