Ch. 2: How It Began

Blythe screamed at the top of her longs as she fell down to her apparent doom in the hypno spiral.

Suddenly, Blythe's skirt poofed open and began gently lowering her down like a parachute. Blyhte stopped screaming and look at her skirt.

"OMG," said Blythe in surprise, "how can my skirt do this? I must weigh at least 3 times its size."

As Blythe was lowered down, she looked at other stuff that is in the void. She saw Vinnie with a long body and many feet ad he was riding a king-winded bucycle while tipping a hat he was wearing to her. The was also the singing mounted fish.

"Yeesh," Blythe cringed, "now I know how Alice felt when she entered Wonderland."

Suddenly, she stopped floating down and her skirt went back to its flat state. She looked down and instead of a vortex-like spiral, it was grass.

As Blythe looked confused, she looked up and was surprised as she saw, instead of the void she was in, it was a very familiar place.

"Hometown!" Blythe exclaimed, recognizing her ex-place of residence. "I missed this place so much!"

Unknown to her, there was a girl riding on a bike behind her. Strangely enough, she looked almost similar to Blythe.

"I wonder why I was sent here?" Blythe mused as the girl on the bike came close to her. Blythe looked behind herself for a second before doing a double take. As the girl came closer, Blythe screamed and shielded herself, bracing for impact. However, unexpectedly, the girl ran right through her and left with no physical harm happening to Blythe. Blythe opened her eyes and saw that she was still in one piece.

"What the huh?" she asked in confusion.

She looked at a fence punched it, but her fist went through it. Blythe recovered her fist and said in more confusion, "Ok, am I hypnotized, or am I a ghost?"

"I wouldn't worry about that as of this moment." came a sudden voice, causing Blythe is jump in surprise and looked around for the voice, but saw nobody.

"Down here."

Blythe looked down and saw a elderly white pigeon wearing a fedora.

"Are you talking to me?" asked Blythe.

"Who else could I be talking to, the fence?" joked the pigeon.

"Never mind," Blythe said, "Who are you?"

"Clark Oddbirdy," the pigeon introduced himself, "I'm your Guardian Figment."

"Guardian Figment?" Blythe asked in confusion.

"To sum up the details," Clark said as he flew up to Blythe;s face, "I guide you on this little journey you're on while in this trance and everybody has a Guardian Figment when they're in a mentally disabled state."

"Ok," said a weirded out Blythe before saying, "Wait, journey? You mean learn more about my mother's ability to speak to animals?"

"Bingo," said Clark, "and speaking of your mother, I believe she just almost rode you over with a bike."

"That was her?"

Before Clark can answer, a crash was heard.

"OW!" cried a teen girls voice.

"OMG!" Blythe cried as she went to the crash with Clark flying with her.

Blythe saw the teen girl on the bike rubbing her head as her bike was down on the ground with it's from wheel spinning as they were near a tree. It seems the teen girl that is supposedly Betty hit her head in the tree

"Serves me right for not wearing a helmet." the girl said in remorse.

"Are you ok?" Blythe asked as she came to whom Clark called her mother."

However, instead of answering, the teen girl Clark said was Betty, stretched her limbs as her fist went through Blythe's torso as if she was a ghost.

"Seeing the Past Mentally Rule #4," said Clark as he perched himself on Blythe's shoulder, "we only see what's happening. We aren't physically capable of interacting with what happens in the past. In short, nobody can see or hear us. This isn't time travel kid."

"I guess that makes sense," Blythe mused, "Besides, it would make things weird and embarrassing she meets me and eventually catches on to how I know so much about her."

"My point exactly," smirked Clark.

A bunch of squirrels who were on the tree laughed hysterically and pointed at Betty. Apparently, they saw her little accident and took amusement in it.

Betty looked annoyed and shouted at them, "What's so funny?!"

"You are of course," said one of the squirrels in a Brooklyn accent.

"Oh yeah?!" Betty retorted, "well I..." Before she said anything, she gave a look of astonishment. "Did..." Betty began while slowly pointing to the squirrel, "you...j-j-just...t-t-t-t-talk?!"

The squirrels gave a look of surprise as they looked at each other before turning back to Betty.

"Wait," said the second squirrel in a Flatbush accent, "Wait, you can understand us, doll?"

Betty gasped heavily before eventually swooning and hitting the ground.

The squirrels, weirded out beyond belief, decided to recede to their tree's upper part.

Blythe and Clark looked down at the unconscious Betty.

"Geez," said Blythe, "Looks like my mom really did find her ability to speak to speak frightening at first."

"Yeah," said Clark before saying suddenly, "Welp, see you on the other side."

"Huh?" Blythe questioned as she looked to her side only to find Clark gone.

"Uh, Clark?"

She took a step, only for it to sink into the ground like quicksand.

"What the...?!" Blythe gasped as she looked down and saw that her entire body was sinking to the ground.

"Oh no!"

She tried in vain to push herself out of the ground but, as Clark said before, she couldn't touch solid things physically. Blythe whimpered as she sunk deeper into the ground with only her upper body parts showing before her giant head and both of her arms sank.

After Blythe was gone, a man came by and looked at the unconscious Betty and said, "Maybe she's believing she'd be better off if she wasn't born."

TO BE CONTINUED...