Fun Fact: In the original, Gill was to be the cat, and Chase was to be the Mad Hatter. It was only to go on for five chapters, and then continued when more reviews came.
X-Ray Dog – Breathing Space
WARNING: Gill x Angela Lemon. DO NOT READ IF UNDERAGE. Seriously, it might like, scar your brain or something.
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Perfection was not to be held, perfection was meant to be you.
The large blue spherical orb hung around a glittering pond, where a deformed figure floated in front of a large tree, the orb's contents twisting into shapes and figures that Angela did not know. Staring at it, transfixed, a face slowly twisted. She looked confused at the figure, as the face looked more and more real. Finally, it stared at her with a familiar face, one of Toby's smile and eyes, as it came into clear view. The face's arms reached out at her, digging it's claws into her shoulders, and pulling her into the orb.
Water clouded, and Angela became short of breath. She was floating in water, no, the orb WAS water, just constricted into a large glassy half-sphere. Whispers combined themselves in her ears, and Angela struggled to breath but couldn't, too much water, no way out, just floating endlessly inside a water-filled construction. The blurry figure looked over at her, and she felt herself being pushed out by invisable hands. Landing on the ground with a thud, she sputtered and hacked before looking up at the figure. The familiar face, the pretty and pale complexion, of the Harvest Goddess.
"Harvest Goddess?" She sputtered, her hands on either side of her, getting ready to hoist herself up. Her hands refused to work as she took short breaths. The Goddess smiled and tilted her head.
"My name is Sephia." She said with a small smile. So... this wasn't the Harvest Goddess? Just a copy? "I have known many things. Tell me what it is you look for; and I shall have the answer." Her hands twisted into many different shapes as she spoke, and she sounded like she was underwater. Echoes bounced off the walls and into Angela's ears. It looked beautiful, but all the same, terrifying.
"I... Chase sent me here... I'm Angela."
"The newest Alice. You lasted longer then I expected." She said. Angela picked herself up, and examined everything. Pond, Tree, Goddess, and water sphere. Where was Toby?
"HI!" A loud voice echoed from behind her. She screamed and bounced away from the voice, and Sephia laughed. Her small dainty hands reached her mouth as she giggled softly, and Angela tried to compose herself. In front of her, like water, a form of a man made itself. Slowly it's face and shape became clearer, and it was Toby with large blue wings outstretched behind him, like faeries from fairytales. She frowned. She never spoke to Toby much in real life, it was odd coming upon him now.
"I am-" He was cut off. "Yeah, Toby, I know." She said. Toby's smile faded for a second and was replaced again not even a moment after.
"Yes, Toby the water nymph. Can I help you?" He said. The Goddess outstretched her hand and shook it, the Nymph turning around to look at her strangly.
"No, my Water Faerie, I have it handled." Toby's wings shook rapidly but he moved no where.
"Yes my Queen."
"And Angela... the next Alice" Toby seemed to choke when Sephia said it.
"I apologize, madame, I never knew-" He began. He stopped when Sephia said "Toby" in an annoyed tone. Angela shook her hands in a friendly way and smiled, forgiving him. He bowed and backed away from her as if she were the plauge.
"The waterways carry our information here." The whispers from before. "We know many things. And Gill is very over-protective of you, as we have seen. He even strikes fear in my Water Nymph. The last one." She said sadly. Toby's head bowed. Angela was confused.
"What happened to the rest."
"Sadly, the war polluted our water. The water you see here is the last of the clean, and we did not have enough for others to survive. I picked this one out myself." She said proudly and Toby smiled and nodded. The last Water Nymph, Toby. Sephia floated up and down in one place, suspended in the air, waving her arms and hands like the tide as the water constructed into shapes.
"What are you doing?" Angela asked.
"Taking the whispers and forming them into coherent thoughts. Information." She said. She stopped at once, staring at Angela warmly. Her eyes were pitch black and her mouth was small and delicate.
"I see you have come here for reasons that were not specified; but we know what you need. Several keys for the Door, to leave us here. I'm afraid, we only have one here, and we cannot give it up so easily." Sephia stated, suddenly growing cold. Toby shivered. Reaching down into his shirt, he pulled up a golden key with a marking on it, one in the shape of a crown attached to a silver chain.
"The Queen has been doing everything she can to get a hold of these keys to permanently seal off the door." She said. Suddenly she was beside Angela, leaning down to her. She was a very tall woman.
"This key is sealed to Toby's body. If you need the key, you must take his body for your own... in any way, shape, or form. Or you must transfer your souls." Her head twists sadisticly. Angela suddenly felt awkward and vulnurable. Toby watches them both plainly, before turning to Angela with a smile and shrugging his arms. Angela shuddered involuntarily. The Queen's mouth twists mockingly in her head. Pulling out a golden apple, Toby's smile grew bigger.
"Eat this, and I shall be part of you, you can use me anytime for anything." He gives a sexual smile and Angela frowns. Sephia doesn't look pleased.
"He means, you can harness the power of water." Her hands rest on her hips as she gazes at Toby. "And if you need him, you can call on him." Angela gazed down at the apple and Chase's words go on in her head. In a time like that, who do you listen to? The one who holds your fate, or the one who loves you beyond words and knows more then you do? Staring at it for a few moments, she ran it through her fingers. Soft and clean, Sephia watches curiously.
Holding her breath, she puts it up to her mouth, and bites into it. Sephia smiles, Toby laughs, and her mind goes blank as her world twists around her head.
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Wedding bells, and that beautiful white dress, and those smiles and the altar... her perfect world. At the altar, her lover, her best friend, that perfect man she fell for. Her best friend in the seats as well, smiling as she walks down the aisle with her favorite flowers in her hands. Gill looks at her and whispers you look beautiful as he stares at her. His father reads the sermon, watching his son and the farmer girl on their most joyus day, a day of rememberance, a day of love. In the aisle Chase silently watches transfixed on their faces. More wedding bells.
Angela, The Mad Hatter whispers, watching her smile as she looks up at him.
Do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, until death do you part.
Angela, is something wrong? The Mad Hatter's hands wrap around her waist as she leans into him with a smile that screamed happiness.
"I do" Gill said with a smile, looking down at his bride to be. The bride looks back with hopeful eyes. This moment was one she would remember forever.
"I do" Says Angela as she leans up and pushes her lips into The Mad Hatters. His hands intertwine around her small stature, and leaning into the kiss, he reaches up with one hand and smooths her hair back. Nothing through either mind, only a meer word or two, and he breaks free from it to say "What?"
Everyone claps as Gill picks her up in his arms, looking down at his now-wife, feeling overjoyed at the love and gracious faces of everyone he knew. And nobody noticed as tears spread along Chase's cheeks as they walk away forever, the beginning of the end.
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"You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment." Words drip off her mouth and into his ears like honey. All she needs to say now is I will stay with you here forever, and she could be his. Gill was happy she finally came around, he had one the battle of the Cheshire Cat.
"My love, what made you change your mind against Chase?" He says. She looks distant as he picks her up in his arms and walks towards the door that she had once hid in, and snaps his fingers as a light comes on, revealing a pink and blue wallpaper as everything looks meticulate. A desk, a bookcase, and most importantly, a bed.
"He may be my friend, but you and I have always been together." Her eyes look distant, but they look at him with love and grace, and that's all he needs. Laying her upon the satin bedspread, he takes off his hat, revealing his forever-straight blonde hair. She smiles at him and runs her fingers through his hair, giving a small tug that drove him crazy. How long he dreamed of this moment, how long he wanted her beside him, just breathing.
Kissing her once again her hands grip his small shoulders. He pulls away for a second, watching her smile underneath him, her pupils dialated. His leans into his arms, each beside her shoulders, looking down at the girl who drove him insane years ago. Her mouth twists into a smile and she says, with a glint,
"I've wanted you since our first meeting." Something inside him snapped. Leaning forward, he kisses her neck softly, wondering how the Cat was doing. But a silly thing to worry about the cat, when he has his prize, his wonder, his reason for existance underneath him begging for the moment he's waited for his entire life.
Moving down to her chestline, his mouth slowly twisted into a smile as she spariodically rose and pouted. He'd have to make it quick, sadly, as the Cat could be by any minute. He lifted up her dress by her collar, watching her beautiful figure move up and down with every beautiful breath she took. His fingers found their way to her underwear lining and she blushed. Gill smiled again at his adorable find.
"You have such a beautiful body." He whispered and she blushed even redder. She moaned for a second, and he laughed. She pouted again. "Don't laugh at me," she said with a hiss.
"This will hurt." He said. Oh the pain he would feel as her face would twist into a pain even he could feel. Nobody should put her face into pain, not even he. But once again he had obeyed her wishes, and if this was what she wanted, so be it.
Pulling down her underwear she kicked it off as he took off his shirt and pulled his jeans down. She blushed and looked away, his slender body pale as can be almost gleaming from the light. He smiled and his teeth showed, and she gave a small-half smile as she embarrasingly spread her legs.
"Relax, sweetie, you're doing fine." He said, comforting the small princess. Oh how he had longed for her, the temptation to just ravish her from the first meeting. How he wanted to take her right there while Chase had no choice but to watch as he took his precious life away from him, second by second.
Sharp, shooting pain. She screamed, and he let her, freely, her nails digging into him. He winced, but didn't move. If this was what she wanted. He stopped moving enough for her to wipe away the tears that fell onto her pretty face, and after five seconds, she nodded her head. Starting to move again, she hissed silently, but quickly got over the pain. Her face twisting into that beautiful pleasure he had waited so long to see. The face only he would see graze upon her. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and he bent down to feel her body move against his. This would be quick enough.
Moving and thrusting to every sound she made drove him crazy. It took everything he had not to go too fast, and when he felt her rock against her, his mind went insane. His princess got louder, and finally, a scream of delight pierced the air. Feeling her tighten around him made him feel happy, just to feel her body against his, as he wanted every part of him to be hers.
"Gill!" She screamed. That's what pushed him over the edge. His face contorting into pure bliss, he realized, heaven was real. Her legs limply fell off him, and she watched as his princess dove off into uninterupted sleep. He pulled on his jeans and layed beside her, watching her sleep peacfully in her dress that had to be washed the next day.
His arms wrapped around her small body and she leaned into him.
Pure and utter bliss.
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Waking up with a side-splitting headache, she looked around the room and realized she was somewhere else. In a moment of panic she suddenly came to her senses, and looked around for Gill. Beside her, sleeping topless, a smile painted his face. Her hands reached up to cup her face and reality set in.
What had she DONE?
Looking down, a picture of a crown was sketched into her arm, and call her crazy, it seemed to be smiling at her.
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Oh dear lord my first ever lemon. Tell me how it was, at least. Sorry it was hacky :(