Seraphim:
Is this thing on? Testing, testing…
Okay, we're good. So, it's me again. I guess you guys enjoyed that awful prologue of the story. Pfff! No, you didn't. I can tell, But then again, the public can be a tough crowd. Haha!
Yeah so…I guess we should start from the beginning, shall we? But, know this; I'm not the only one who's narrating this story. It will be everyone, because, of course, there are some perspectives I don't know about. But for now, I'm telling the beginning of the story.
So sit back, relax, and listen. ;)
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Fire.
Burning.
Pain.
Blood.
Screaming.
Crying.
Death.
Agony.
Rubble.
Darkness.
Light.
There were so many things going on at once that I couldn't process any of it.
Everything was in complete chaos. What was going to happen to me? I felt so cold that it burned like the fire around me.
But why was I cold?
Shouldn't I be hot?
But then again… I might already be dead…
"….!"
I heard my name. I couldn't hear it clearly, but I knew it was my name. and the person calling me was someone I knew…
"….!"
The voice started getting closer, but it was still a faint echo. It sounded desperate, scared and completely confused. The flames that surrounded me were blinding, but I could clearly see a dark figure behind them.
I was a man…a young man, I knew him…
"M...!" I tried calling out his name, but the rest of it was stuck in my throat, unable to continue.
"Help me…!" was all I was able to scream out after some effort. But I still couldn't say his name.
Why? I knew him, I know his name! So why can't I say it?
"…wait for me! I'll save—!" he never finished.
Rubble fell from the sky, and he, and everything else, was gone from sight.
"NO—!"
Then there was darkness.
The cold overtook me in its grasp, and I became paralyzed with the pain.
When did I go wrong…?
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It was dark.
I was alone.
And I was cold.
Those were the very first things I remember.
You know that feeling you get when you're warm, but your very core is just freezing? That's what was going on with me…
…But a lot more painful; emotionally speaking.
I knew I didn't have much longer before what was left of my being slipped away into nothing.
But…but like I said before…
…I just…
…I think…I think when it's all over, it just comes back in flashes, you know? Just a kaleidoscope of memories… it just all comes back…
But…
…none of it made sense. I couldn't tell one memory from another, or dream from reality.
I didn't know if my memories even happened.
But there were scenes that scared me. Memory or not, they scared me to death.
How long had it been?
100 minutes?
100 hours?
100 days?
…Or maybe…
100 years?
I didn't know anymore.
But I wanted it to end.
I didn't want to be trapped inside this shell of a body anymore.
Little by little as I reminisced on these things, I began to lose myself.
My name…
My identity…
…Even my sanity.
Just let it end…
It was all just slowly slipping away. I didn't know what to do or how to get out of this dark, cold place.
I couldn't tell what was up or down, right or wrong, Life or death…
It was all just the same to me, in a jumbled up mess of chaos. I just wanted everything to make sense.
…For everything not to hurt…
…For me not to see that person again.
Just let it end…
He was always there. I didn't know why. But I knew he was important.
…But then again…
He could have been just another messed up dream or fake memory.
Just let it end…
I wanted him to be real though…
Just let it end…
…Because he never left like everything else…
Just please let it end…
He stayed…
…Until the end of every dream…
Why did you leave me behind?
~X~X~X~
I gasped and bolted forward.
Sweat dripped from my brow as my pulse raced sporadically, my head throbbing agonizingly.
I took a deep breath to try and calm myself from my nightmare as its images quickly faded from my memory.
After about five minutes, I gained control of my breathing, but my heart continued toram against my ribcage painfully.
I sighed.
It was just a dream… I thought. Just a really bad…
Then, the scent of something… sweet, wafted up my nose. I suddenly felt warmth replace the painfully numbing cold I was feeling before. I took a deep breath and let the sweet smell invade my nose; it was the smell of cinnamon, bubblegum, and baking cookies, which went surprisingly well together in this case.
It felt so nice, I as if I hadn't smelled sweet things in centuries.
I looked up and decided to take in my surroundings;
I was in some sort of hospital room, it was pink, and the left side of my bed was covered in a white privacy curtain, while my right side was open and had a clear view of a large window, which had its green floral curtains closed.
The rest of the room was full of rows of empty hospital beds with candy cane themed head boards. Weird…
This is kind of weird…how'd I get here…?
I brought my right hand up to move my hair out of my face, but I noticed it was heavier. I looked down at it to see it was encased in a white cast, but mostly around my wrist, and my left was connected to wires and I.V.s, which lead up to a heart monitor, and I was wearing a light blue patient's gown. I gripped around my neck unconsciously, and I noticed my silver cross pendant was still around my neck.
I sighed with relief and furrowed my brow, "What did I…?" I started, but I held my throat with my good hand. My voice was hoarse, like I hadn't spoken in years.
Weird…was…was I in some sort of coma or something…?
I sighed ad unconsciously reached back to pull my hair out of the way. But I couldn't. it was heavy.
Too heavy.
I tugged on it, "What the—?" I rasped, but my voice caught in my throat when I looked down at my hair.
It looked long enough to reach my ankles, and was just as thick as it had always been, but…
It was in rainbow colors. I tugged at my front locks which were strangely still their normal black, but then I realized from my scalp to my shoulders, it was its natural black, but then it began to flow into violet, blue, green, yellow, orange, and ended in a deep scarlet red at the tips.
My right eye twitched, "Oh glob, I'm seeing things…I'm seeing things, I'm seeing things, I have gone insane, I know it!" I buried my face into my knees.
I snapped my head up again, threw off the covers, and began to jump out of bed but I was held back by the tubes and cords.
I automatically tore them off me, causing the heart monitor to make a long beeeeeeep…!
I stomped towards the outlet it was connected to and unplugged, immediately shutting off. I sighed again and walked over to the window, flinging the curtains open, only to be met with blinding sunlight.
I shielded my eyes, until they adjusted to the light. I removed my hand and my eyes widened.
The trees were pink. Not cherry blossoms, not even leaves, none the less.
They were fluffy and pink. Like cotton candy; and in it was a normal blue bird chirping away. I pressed my face harder against the glass and my jaw dropped to the floor. I saw houses, but they were made of candy! And gingerbread!
"H-how the…I…where the hell am I? Candy Land…?!"
"The heart monitor shut off! Oh Glob, I hope she isn't dead—!"
"Calm down! It might have been pulled out by accident!"
"…Or she died! I should have known better than to inject her with that prototype steroid…!"
I heard voices from the other end of the room which probably lead to the hallway, one sounded like an older male and the others were female.
I heard footsteps coming closer to the door. I stood up straight and started flapping my hands in front of my face in panic, my head and eyes darting from side to side, and bouncing up and down slightly as I tried to think of what to do.
"Jeebus jeebus jeebus jeebus jeebus jeebus…Escape escape escape…!" I looked over to the window.
"Bingo!"
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"She's gone!" I heard the older male voice.
"What?!"
"She's not in her bed! She was the one who unplugged the monitor!"
"But why would she do that?"
"So she could escape! Duh!"
"Oh Glob, I should have been prepared for this…she's probably scared or confused…Cake, you look down stairs, Fionna, you look in the gardens. I'll look up here and on the roof. I'll send some of the guards to help you."
"All right Gumball."
"Great, let's go; come back here once you find her. Now, move out!"
Their footsteps faded away into the distant hallways. After a moment, I leaned towards the window and sighed when the coast was clear. I leaned back and groaned.
Crud balls… now they're looking for me. I thought grimly to myself.
I heard a loud bell begin to ring above me. It was probably an alarm.
Before those people, whoever they were, came into the room; I climbed out the window, and held onto one of the gutter pipes outside, wrapping my arms and legs around it and huddling myself into a tight ball, trying to keep myself from sliding off.
It was starting to get dark out now, and the pink fluffy trees it kept me from everyone's sight.
I looked down, and carefully started to slide down the pipe, as slowly and quietly as I could.
Okay, so far I know this:
This is not a hospital. This is a candy castle…thing.
Apparently the inhabitants of the town are made of candy.
And I think I've just about lost my sanity at this point.
"Ow!" I hissed, I looked at my right wrist, and scowled, "Aaaaand, my wrist is broken…" I sighed and gripped the pipe with my left hand, looking down as I carefully slid down the pipe, using my legs and left arm.
It's easier said than done though.
A draft past by me, ruffling my rainbow hair, and my patient gown billowing out, as the cold wind hit my bare skin; I shuttered.
"Gah! Jeebus! Cold!" I squealed.
That's when I realized I wasn't wearing any undergarments. My face became red.
"Oh Glob, I hope I didn't permanently scar anyone below me…" I said in a hushed whisper.
I continued to slide down (While pulling my gown down against the wind) until I came across an open window. I leaned back to see the room was empty and the lights were on.
I reached over with my right hand, and pushed the window all the way up and carefully climbed onto the windowsill.
I jumped into the room, but my foot caught on the ledge and I stumbled with a weird squeal (like I always do when I trip), hopping on one foot, before regaining my balance. I growled and was tempted to kick the wall, but decided it was irrational and turned back around towards the door.
I opened the door just a crack and looked both ways down a long hallway, which was, of course, also made of candy, and was lined with portraits of candy people in fancy clothing.
Well since this was a castle, they were probably past royalty or something.
"Did you find her yet?" I heard a voice, and I immediately shut the door, turned off the lights, and pressed my back against it, listening to the conversation.
"No…jeez, she's in a coma for two months and she gets up and leaves? How does she do that?" I tensed.
I was in a coma for two months?
"Well, Prince Gumball gave her that steroid thing…"
"What is that anyway?"
"I dunno, some kind of medicine, I don't speak science."
"Well, at least it's nice to see another human here…."
The voices faded along with their footsteps.
I folded my hands against my chest and slid down against the door and onto the floor, clutching my head…
"What is going on…?"
…Another human?
Have candy people really taken over the world?
I don't get this!
I hugged my arms and rested my chin on my knees. I suddenly started to shiver. It was the kind of shiver, not when your skin feels cold, but your very core.
That feeling was still there.
I sat there for a moment, until I closed my eyes, becoming lost in my thoughts.
…..
…..
…..
…..
"Psst!" I looked around the dark room, and immediately stood up. "Who's there?" I whispered.
"Out here!" it sounded like a young girl's voice. It was coming from out the window.
I walked over to it, and stuck my head out and looked both ways, trying to find the voices owner.
"Down here, rainbow hair."
I looked down and saw a tan colored fox, sitting on a tree branch just under the window.
It had a long lock of fur covering the left side of its face, with a small strand sticking up into a curl, similar to mine, white tipped ears and tail, and a tattered green bandanna around its neck.
"There ya go." It said with a pleased flick of its tail. I jumped and gasped, about to scream bloody murder and wake the whole world, but the fox jumped up to the windowsill, pushing off it and tackled me to the ground, pressing one paw on my mouth, the other on my shoulder, and her nose pressed against mine eagerly. She was pretty strong for her small size.
"Shhhhhhhh!" it hissed. "Quiet! Or else they'll hear you!" it snapped, it had a slight Boston accent, but not as thick.
I yanked my head away from its paw, "T-talking…fox? W-what? Oh… Glob! I've lost my mind—!"
"Shhhh! Yes! I am a fox, and I can talk! So can you shut up for a minute, and listen! You're not going crazy! This is all real!"
I stared; keeping quiet as it ordered.
The fox sighed, and swished its fluffy white tipped tail in relief.
"Look. I know you just woke up, you're scared, confused, and you have no idea what's going on. I get that. But you're just going to have to trust me. I'm your friend; and I know you want to get out of here, just as much as I do."
I thought for a moment and nodded, but asked, "Why do you want to leave?" I whispered.
"Same as you, I guess. I don't wanna be that Gum-wad's guinea pig any more. So when I saw you escape the castle infirmary, I decided to tag along with you, and the strong candy smell's gettin' to me now…" the fox said, turning away and pinching its nose.
I looked at it curiously. The fox turned back to me, putting its paws back on my shoulders.
"So; we got an understandin'?" it asked. I nodded slowly, and the fox smiled…
…If foxes can smile.
"Good…" it jumped off me and stood on its hind legs, upright, "The name's Josephina V. Fox. But call me Joey. Most of the docs and science guys call me that anyway."
So, the fox was a girl.
She rubbed the back of her furry head with her paw, and looked back up to me, "So listen; if we work together on this, we'll get outta this Cavity Land." She said. I suppressed a laugh at her play on words, as she held out her paw which had some sort of tag that what hospital patients wore.
She was adorable, especially with her accent. But looks can be deceiving, but I knew she wasn't lying. I looked at her tag that read:
SUBJECT 187TSP
NAME: J. FOX
She was a test subject, while I was just a hospital patient.
I thought for a moment, and then I took her paw.
"Yeah. We have a deal…" I said shaking her paw with my good arm.
"Great, and your name is—?"
"Wait! Maybe she's in here!" we heard voices outside, and the door knob wriggled, we both tensed.
Joey smiled, "Okay tell me later. C'mon. I think I know a fast way outta here."
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Okay, I'm getting tired, let's take a break for a minute and we'll pick up where we left off. And after the next recording, Joey's going to pick up the story from there, and so on. Like I said guys; everyone's going to be telling the story.
We'll see ya soon.
Sera signing out!