Hey guys this story features a new OC from Ironpatriotrox and a backstory for Lillian in case some of you didn't understand.
A young baby with golden hair and pale skin laid on a hospital bed. She coughed weakly.
Her parents stood over her, "Please we'll do anything just cure her!" her mother pleaded to a doctor.
The man frowned sadly at the weak baby, "I'm sorry ma'am but there's nothing I can do. We've done all we can possibly do with this child without hurting her. We just have to wait and give her the medication she's already one. If she gets better she gets better. If she doesn't…" he trailed off.
Lillian's father banged his fist down, "Try harder! C'mon there has to be something else you can do!" he said desperately. The doctor sadly shook his head.
"We can't do anything else with this baby. She's too fragile for surgery. We just have to wait and see if she gets better."
He patted Lillian's mother on the shoulder and started to walk out, "I'll let you have a moment with her."
Young Lillian turned toward her mother and groggily stared up at her. She coughed weakly once more and frowned.
Her father sighed and sat down, he put his arm around his wife and they sat in silence.
"Please…we'll do anything," he finally prayed. "Just let our daughter be ok."
A bright light flashed in the room and it became grayscale. "Anything eh?"
Two years later a three year old Lillian happily skipped around her house giggling playing with her friends. Her parents watched her smiling. Her father finally turned to his wife serious, "I think we have to move honey," he said.
His wife frowned, "Why?" she asked confused.
"They're gonna test her, She was the first to ever survive that disease as a young baby. They're gonna see what she has in her blood stream or whatever to see if they can find a way to get that into other children with medicine and if they find out what Bill did to her…" Lillian's father trailed off.
Lillian squealed as one of her friends tackled her.
Her mother nodded, "Yeah I agree…" she admitted.
They sighed and continued watching. "But maybe they won't come…maybe they'll just let us be," Lillian's mom finally said hopefully.
She was wrong.
"Mommy why are we movin'?" a three year old Lillian asked her mother as they packed. Her mother smiled sadly.
"We told you honey, in the new place we're going to live in it's gonna be cleaner and you'll have more room!" she hastily explained.
Young Lillian let out a soft: oh, and paused for a moment in thought. After a minute she looked back up, "Will I be able to see my friends?" she asked.
Her mother nodded, "Yes honey we have your friends' parents' phone numbers so you'll get to talk with them." Lillian let out another oh.
"Will I get to show them my glasses once I get them?" she asked. Her mother nodded and with a forced smile gently pushed the young child towards the door.
"Now go on your friends are outside playing!" she said. Lillian smiled and ran out the door to play with her friends. Her mother sadly sighed and continued to pack.
"We'll have to find a way to keep those eyes under control," she murmured. For at the last glance Lillian had given her mother her eyes had flashed a different color and form all together.
The whites were black and the pupils were white with no color at all.
"Lillian?"
"Urg…"
"Hey guys I think she's waking up!"
Lillian opened her eyes and groggily stared up at her friends staring down at her. "Why is it that ever since I came in contact with Bill I pass out?" she asked her voice heavy with sleep.
Mabel laughed and Lillian propped herself up. Dipper grinned down at her, "SO how did you get away from ALL of those forest animals?" Dipper asked.
Lillian frowned, "Uh…" she bit her lip wondering what to say. Faye frowned.
"What is it Lillian?" she asked.
I can't tell them now! No I'll just have to wait a bit! They'll probably try to get rid of me! Thinking I could turn on them! Lillian thought. "Nothing! I just…uh gosh I don't really remember what I did!" she said hastily.
She got up and grinned, "I gotta go get some air ok?" she asked. They nodded slightly puzzled by their friends behavior.
Lillian ran out of the room and up to the roof. She gulped up the fresh air and tried to calm her nerves. "I'm a freak…"
Hey it's not that bad!
"Go away Bill I'm not in the mood."
Fine…
Bill went silent and Lillian sighed as she felt his presence leave her mind. Lillian hugged her knees and sniffled, "I can never tell them now!" she said sadly.
"No one can understand this!" she said. For a moment her form flickered and disappeared and then became solid. She yelped and jumped.
She then let out a moan and brought her fist down, "I can't believe you Bill!"
You were gonna die.
"GO!"
Lillian growled and then she grit her teeth.
"Hey you're not the only one," said a unknown voice. A very familiar voice.
Lillian jumped and turned, behind her was a twelve year old boy with midnight black hair, icy blue eyes, a black suit, dress suit, and a bow tie.
"Bill?!" she demanded. The boys voice had sounded like younger and slightly different version of Bill's.
The young Bill shook his head, "Nah. It's an easy mistake though." His form flickered as he appeared beside Lillian.
He sat down. Lillian scooted away. The boy laughed, "The names Jack Nightshade," he held out his hand.
Lillian frowned and stared at the hand. Jack gave her a sly smile. Lillian scooted away a foot.
"What are you?" she asked. Jack laughed.
"Well I'm a dream demon. But I'm not Bill. I'm his son," he said.
"WHAT?!"
WHAT?!
"Oh Bill's here," Jack said rolling his eyes.
EXPLAIN THIS TO ME!
"Aren't you supposed to know all?" Jack taunted.
SHUT UP AND EXPLAIN!
Jack laughed and Lillian just stared at the boy with her jaw to the floor.
"Well it all started twelve years ago…" Jack began.
I personally enjoyed writing Jack because he seemed really cool. Ironpatriotrox I hope you enjoyed how I wrote him!