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"Once Upon a Nightmare"
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“Where is she!?!?” He ripped the curtains down. Time was running out. If he didn’t find her by her 17th birthday, it wouldn’t matter anymore. He would be stuck like this forever.
He lost more of his sight every day. He lost more of his hearing every hour. He could no longer taste the delicacies he once knew. All of his senses were rotting, and he was starting to do the same. He had started to forget the rest of his world. All he cared about was finding that damn girl.
“Cicely! Where are you?” He yelled for his spy. She came running into the dark sitting room.
“Yes sir?” He turned away from the shredded cloth and window to face her. She was on one knee with her head hanging low.
“I need you to find my daughter again.” He watched as her face filled with guilt and fear. He was intrigued by the small line of happiness that ran through all of the other emotions.
“Sir? I don’t think I can do that.” Cicely had begun to shake. He walked slowly and deliberately toward her, the way a cat walked toward a wounded bird. He put a finger under her chin and lifted her head, forcing her to look at him.
“You did it once, you shall do it again. You somehow managed to lose the mortal life I gave you for that task. Let me be clear, you will find her, bring her to me, and keep her alive. Because if you don’t, you will end up like Jack. Understood?” Flames were dancing in his eyes.
Cicely thought of Jack. He had been her best friend when they were alive. They had been orphans scraping for food in London in 1880. They had raised each other and watch each others backs. Their parents left them for dead when they were only 13. They lied, tricked, and stole to make it through each day.
She remembered the day they died well. Jack had always been a more gruesome boy than most. He had started out killing the rats that invaded their home in the alleys. It soon grew to cats, then to dogs. She didn’t give it much notice until she caught him doing it. He was sitting very still over a small dog. His heads were covered in blood and he held a small knife. He had cut open the stomach. The dogs insides were strewn out over the alley floor. She could have looked past that, she really could have. Except for one thing. He had organized them.
She remember the look on his face whenever he did that. It was the look of pure joy. She didn’t mind all that much, after all, it was just animals. It was then that he started with people. He would wait for the woman who worked the streets. They were the easiest he had said. Nobody would miss them he said. He had becoming quite famous. The worst part was, he was proud.
He had started getting cocky. He was so sure he would never get caught. God was he wrong. Sure the ones who mattered never found out, but someone still knew. They had learned who he was, and who he had dragged into this. They had easily found where they lived.
Cicely shut her eyes tight, refusing to see the rest. The two of them had been given the job of Death’s spies. She had taken the job in stride. Jack did not like being given orders. He soon retreated back to his childhood habits. Death would not stand for this. He took Jack away. No one knew what happened to him, or where he is. The only thing anyone knew, was that he was never coming back.
Cicely slowly rose off her knees and looked Death in the eye. She bowed her head in him.
“I will do as you say.” Her mouth burned as she said those words. She turned to leave the room, but Death caught a hold of her wrist. Her jaw tightened as she faced him. Her eyes burned with the same intensity that his did. Her eyes dared his to challenge her now. He simply grinned at her, letting her hand slip out of his grip. She practically ran from the room.
She had to go on the hunt for her best friend. She had opened herself up to this girl and learned what real emotion was. Cicely smiled to herself. She would do as she was told, whether or not things went the way he wanted them to,was on fate. Not her life. She left the castle like home of Death. She walked across the field of graves and past the damned souls of the dead. She kept on walking until she stood in front of the gate. She looked at the guard and nodded her head. The black gates opened to a white light. She took a deep breath and let the light swallow her.
She opened her eyes to see a large forest. The gate had taken her where she wanted to go most. That place was Mino. She took a deep breath and carefully walked toward the opening in the trees.
“Someone is here.” It raised its head to watch the gap between the trees. It was extremely still, but poised and ready to attack if needed. Behind It, Mino slowly reached for the large stirring stick she had been using. Odolf crouched low to the ground and had started to whine and growl.
The bushes started to shake and small animals ran in all different directions. A teenage girl walked through the barrier of foliage. She looked a little frightened at the scene in front of her. Then she saw Mino. Her fear quickly dissolved into pure happiness. She rushed forward and didn’t even notice Odolf turn too wolf form or Its hands sparking with flames. She wrapped her arms around Minos neck and stayed there. Mino froze with pure shock.
“Cicely?” Mino whispered. This girl looked like her best friend, heck, she even smelled like her best friend. But the Cicely Mino knew didn’t hug. She would have yelled at Mino for not finding her, or for being hard to find. Yet, right now Mino didn’t care. She hugged her friend back as hard as she could.
“Mino. My gosh, I can’t believe I found you.” Cicely looked like she was about to cry. “I’ve missed you so much.” She let the tears run down her face. She pulled back from her friends hug. Cicely hoped that Mino would mistake the guilt in her eyes for happiness.
“How are you here Cicely? I was there when they took you off life support, I was there for the funeral, I was there when it all happened. You are supposed to be dead.” Mino took Cicely’s hands and took them off her neck. She stood back and had a look of fear and wonder on her face.
“You really are like an open book Mino. I got a pass, so calm down.” Cicely couldn’t help the snippy tone in her voice. She felt bad, until she saw Mino smile. “What are you making faces for? They look so stupid.” Cicely turned her head away so she didn’t have to look at her best friend.
“It really is you. I’d know that voice anywhere!” Mino launched herself at Cicely. Her arms wrapped around the other’s shoulder. Cicely couldn’t pull off anymore of this hugging.
“Ok ok I get it. You missed me. Now will you let me go?” She had a laughing sort of tone about her. She was starting to put her walls back up.
“Come on. You need to get out of the forest.” Mino took her friend by the hand and led her off toward the cottage.
Odolf raised from the crouch he was in. He looked at It to some sort of protest. It just looked angry, but made no move to stop them. Odolf looked after the two girls. Mino said they took Cicely off of life support. There was a funeral, she was dead right? So how and why was she here?
“Only one kind of dead gets a pass to see the living. Death has become very desperate if he is sending demons to do the dirty work.” Odolf let the anger seep into every fiber of his body. He decided then and there, he would get rid of Cicely, no matter how he had to do it. “It is not wise to anger a demon.” It wrapped its small tattered hand on his his arm.
It started to walk toward the house. Odolf followed right behind. He thought of ways to rid Mino of the demon the whole walk home.
They found Mino sitting beside Cicely completely engulfed in the stories of the underground. Fires danced behind the excitement in her eyes. Cicely just looked like a smug child who just stole a sweet. She paid no attention to Odolf or It as they entered. She kept speaking to Mino and enchanted her with morbid stories.
“Oh you must come see it Mino. You would love it. Its so much different from here.” On that last word Cicely filled it with disgust. She quickly looked around the room and let it all show in her face.
“Well…. There is something I must do.” Mino chose her words very carefully. She stood from the seat she where she was. She looked toward the door. She gave a little squeak at the sight of the two standing there. Odolf’s face was full of rage and possession, while Its face was impassive and unreadable. “How long have you two been standing there?” She let amusement fill her voice as she placed her hands on her hips and smiled.
“Long enough.” Odolf turned, opened the door and stormed out. He left behind a very shocked Mino and a curious looking demon.
“I do not like demons in my home.” It looked directly at Cicely as It said that. For a second she looked flustered and seemed worried. The next she was cool and calm.
“Then I’ll take Mino and go.” She grabbed Minos hand began to move toward the door. It stood in the way. “Move gremlin.” Cecily’s voice was harsh and meant to scare. It just chuckled to himself and gave an evil filled grin. It took a step forward as if in a challenge.
“Stop!” Mino yelled. She put herself between the two. “No fighting. Understood? I need to go with Cicely.” Cicely smirked at It. “I need to find my mother. My real mother.” All three of them froze. Cicely pulled away from Minos grasp on her shirt. She shook her head and walked out of the house. Mino stole a glance at It before she flew after her friend. She ran after Cicely trying to catch her.
She found Cicely by a small puddle of a pond. She smiled to herself. Cicely had always loved the water. Mino never understood why, but she was completely ok with it.
“What do you want?” Cicely asked harshly. It was easy to tell she was angry. It wouldn’t be so easy to deal with the anger. Mino carefully walked up and sat down beside her. She could see tears of anger threatening to spill down her cheeks. SIlently, Mino put her arm around Cicely’s shoulders and pulled her close.
“I don’t care if you’re dead, alive, or a demon. I’m just glad you’re here.” She rested her head on Cicely’s shoulder and waited for her response. She felt Cicely tense up.
“Shut up.” It was barely more than a whisper, but it said all Mino needed to hear.
“So how did you snag the pass? Why did you snag it? How is it possible to start living again? What’s it like in the underground?” Mino kept going with her questions until Cicely spoke.
“Dude give me a chance to talk. I didn’t snag it, I was given one. I asked for a chance to visit home. If you have a pass, you go through the gate to the living. It’s a place thats amazing and worthless at the same time.” She gave Mino a small smile as she finished answering the bundle of questions. She wrapped her fingers through Mino’s and sat there listening to all of the sounds.
Cicely stood and pulled Mino up with her. She looked out across the forest.
“Would you like to come back with me? You can think of it as an early birthday present.” Cicely smiled one of her irresistible smiles. The surprised look on Minos face told Cicely that all she had to do was press a little more. “Come on Min. It’ll be fun” She started to drag Mino toward the pond.
Cicely paused when she heard a crack of a twig. Gosh did she love her hearing. Odolf came crashing out of the trees and rushed her. She pulled Mino around her and stalked toward the wolf
“Oh what’s wrong wolf boy? Dog got your tongue?” Cicely started to chuckle. “Little late fido. She’s mine now.” She winked and grabbed Minos hand. She ran for the water and pulled Mino with her.
The last thing Mino heard was Odolf’s scream of anger. He went in after them, but he couldn’t get to them fast enough. The bottom of the pond opened up and swallowed Cicely and Mino hole. Mino tried to loosen Cicely’s grip, but she was so much stronger than Mino now.
Mino broke loose and swam to the surface. She gasped for breath and opened her eyes. Her stomach dropped to the ground when she saw that the forest was gone. There was now a giant black gate there. The gate was as large as a castle. The door was black with red splatters on the lower half. She didn’t want to think what they might be. She swam to the edge of the water and lifted herself out. She stood before the massive doorway. The edges had spikes scattered over it. The top was laced with chains and skulls.
Mino was absolutely terrified. Yet at the same time, she was amazed. She looked back to see Cicely climbing out of the water. She smiled at Mino. She walked up to the gate and pounded on the metal door. She yelled for the guard to open it. The door creaked open and a black light edged its way around their ankles. Cicely took ahold of Minos hand and smiled. She pulled her toward the light and they stepped through.
Mino opened her eyes to see a wonderfully dark world. Streets were paved with gold, while the clouds were dark and stormy. People were dressed in white and smiling. Their white clothes were stained with wine and blood. Some looked old and frail, and others looked young and fearless.
“This is where I live.” Cicely said with pride on the edge of her voice. She started down the street. People parted a small path for her and smiled as she passed. She turned back toward Mino and held out her hand. Mino ran and placed her hand in Cicely’s. They walked like that all the way to a long alleyway.
“This is where you live?” This time it was Minos voice that was filled with disgust. The alley was dark and grimy. Rats scattered across the cobble stone ground. Cans of trash were tipped over and spilled onto the ground. Mino looked over to see Cecily’s face.
“No this isn’t it. See that red door? that’s where it is.” She jogged down to the door. The knockers were a pair of demons heads. Cicely just smiled and pushed them open. Mino walked into the doorway.
Minos mouth hung open at the sight of Cicely’s home. The floors were made from golden tiles swirled with black. The walls were a dazzling white that made the exquisite paintings stand out. The few windows were curtained by sapphire velvet and gold tassels. The ceiling was painted with baby angels and demons chasing each other.
Mino walked around the room in amazement. She turned to Cicely and smiled. She mistook the look of possession for pride in Cicely’s eyes. She walked over to the stairs and sat down. Her hands roamed over the dogs that held the railings up. She watched as her friend shut the door and sat beside her.
“This is amazing. How does this place fit in her. It’s a dark creepy alley.” Her head turned around to all of the amazing wonders she was talking about. Cicely just gave a small chuckle.
“When you die, you go where you deserve. You also live where you deserve.” Cicely explained. She leaned back on her elbows. Her head rolled to the side and she gave Mino a dazzling smile.
Mino felt her cheeks heating up. What the fudge? Why am I blushing? Is it because Cicely smiled like that? She turned her head away so Cicely couldn’t see. She pushed her arms off the stairs and moved to stand. Her knees were weak and turned into themselves. She began to fall forward. Before she hit the ground an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her back. Mino had closed her eyes and turned into an almost ball.
She opened her eyes to see Cicely holding her close. She could smell the lavender on Cicely’s skin and the strawberries in her hair. She raised her eyes to look at Cicely’s smiling face. She seemed to glow. Mino became extremely flustered.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize the stairs were that steep.” She did everything she could not to think about where she was.
“You seem tired. I’ll take you to bed.” Cicely lifted Mino off her feet. She tucked her arms under Minos knees and carried her upstairs. She was a lot stronger now. She walked down the hall toward an old bedroom. She opened the door. “You can sleep in here, ok? My room is just across the hall.” She left the door open as she walked out to her own room. Once she was out of sight she sank to the ground. God, I need to be more careful. Cicely went to her own room, shut the door, and locked it tight.
Mino stood in the middle of her room in silence. She took a quick glance around. There was a four post bed in the middle of the room. Everything was either white, pink, or a lighter shade of the two. She pulled back the covers and crawled into bed. She didn’t bother to change into the night cloths that were on the fairy dresser. She just fell asleep, hoping she would soon wake up from this horrible nightmare.