Boris Pov.

She was covered in bruises, and cuts. Her boots disappeared, leaving her bare feet free to view, covered in bruises, and cuts. She had two black eyes, and a nasty cut across her lips. Her clothes were rags, barely enough to cover the necessary areas. Her shirt lost its left sleeve, and the right was no more than strands of thread that had unraveled. Her stomach showed to the point you could see the bottom of her bra, and her stomach was so small, I could easily wrapped my arm around it, and touched my shoulder. Her pants were patchy. Her right leg showed from lack of material. The pants she was wearing now looked like a pair of short shorts, revealing even more cuts and bruises.

I fell to my knees in total shock. Natalie changed back to how she had previously looked, and rushed over. I had finally regained my senses, and looked into her scared eyes. "I am sorry. I shouldn't have done that." She held me to her, and placed my head against her chest. I listened closely, and found no heartbeat. So the claws of death had taken her, and Nightmare had given her a second chance.

"You are dead, aren't you?" I looked at her face, only to see a look of terror. She let go, and hardened her face.

"So what if I am dead? Does that change who I am? Does it even mater that much? This is why I hate talking to people. I hurt them, and they hurt me right back. Don't worry about me Boris. I'll leave you alone." And with that, she ran off into the forest.

I stared in her direction for a few minutes, and then realized where she had run off to. She went to Nightmare. I ran straight towards the tower of clover, and knocked on the door. I waited a few minutes before a faceless opened the door. She led me to Nightmare's room, and once I entered, I looked him dead in the eye.

"Where is Natalie?"

"She hasn't returned yet. What happened?"

"She told me about her past, and I found out she is dead. She ran off in this direction, and assumed she would come here." Nightmare just nodded, and went to the window. Where had she gone?

Natalie Pov.

I ran as fast as I could. He had seen me as a horrifying, and ugly person. I never want to look like that ever again. As I ran to Nightmare's place, I cut through the forest of doors. 'Come this way' 'Enter me.' 'Come through.' 'I can take you where you want to go' the doors were talking to me, and it was driving me nuts.

I heard a slight rustle in the bushes a few feet away, and all the doors went silent. Someone had emerged out of the bushes, and when they saw my eyes, their face lit up.

"Why, hello there. My name is White." The jester bowed to me. I knew I was going to pay for that later.

"Hi. I'm Natalie." He grabbed my hand, and gently kissed the back.

"Happy to meet you. Do you mind if I ask, but, are you by chance an outsider?" His face lit up at my scared expression to the word 'Outsider', and he slowly pulled me after him.

"Well, how delightful. I will show you around then. I can show you the prison or the circus first. Which do you prefer?"

"I actually have some were I need to go, so if you could let me go, I would greatly appreciate it." I tried to pull back, but White pulled right back. He wrapped me in a hug that would be hard to get out of in my human state. I stared into his eye, as he gave me a smile.

"If you don't mind, I think that I will take you to the prison first." And with that, the world dissolved around me, changing, and making new shapes. When it was done, I saw the prison around me. I started to tremble at the blood on the floor, reminding me of the day I died.

"Would you like to go to my room?" I looked straight into his concerned eye, and nodded. We never looked away from each other as we walked into his room.

"Well, who is this?" I finally broke eye contact to look at Black, who was sitting on a couch near the fire place. As I looked around, I saw a desk stacked high with papers, a bathroom, some drawers, and a bed with black bedding.

"It appears there is a new outsider. Natalie, this is Black." Black stood up and walked over to me. He was the one that shot at me.

"Don't you look scared as f-" Before he could finish his sentence, I pulled out some soap I always have in my pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth. He stared at me incredulously, as I smiled for the first time with Joker at how funny he looked.

"And what was that for my lady?" I could tell the White was trying not to laugh sat his counterpart.

"I don't like swearing, so I do that to try to clean their mouths." Black glared at me as he pulled the soap out of his mouth. He pulled me out from behind White by my collar, and pulled me off the ground. I started to panic. If he keeps going, I might act mean again.

"How dare you! I think this call for a punishment." What does he mean by a punishment?

Sorry (sort of) for the clif hanger, but the next chapter will not have one. I am working on chapter 5 at the moment, and I hope to poast it in the next few days, after chapter 4 of course, but I hope you all enjoy it. I need a little help on the punishment, because I don't fel satisfied with what I have. If anyone has any idea, please tell me. I personaly don't review, but I am starting to understand their importance. Hope this is good enough for all of you, and I hope to see you all tomorrow.