forum Red Queen, Blue Kingdom (closed)

Started March 30, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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“Willow?”, she called softly again, voice saturated with regret.

"What else can you tell me?" Willow asked, voice small.
The queen sat down and smiled, "Willow, I can tell you that the only way to keep your sanity is to claim the throne."

(Holy…….)

Scarlet sighed, searching the garden. “Willow? I’m sorry.”

Cade couldn't fall asleep. Instead, he just stared off into space before he realized he was staring right at Chelsea. He quickly diverted his gaze out the window.

There was gentle breeze in the dream, it was so calm and happy. Unlike today. Chelsea felt calm and more happy. Her bleeding palms still staining the couch.

"Why?"
"Think about it. The people of Wonderland are lost without a person in power. You are a good person to take my place."
"But I'm crazy."
"That's exactly why you're perfect. We can't have a sane ruler of Wonderland, can we?"

Scarlet began to panic. Where was she?

Willow's eyes glazed over, "I guess we can't."
"That's right, Darling. Succumb to the crazy. Set yourself free instead of hurting yourself again."

He felt his gaze drift back to Chelsea when he noticed the blood on her palms. Should I…wake her up? Cade nodded to himself, deciding it was best. He stood up and walked over to her, gently shaking her shoulder. "Chelsea, wake up. You need to patch up your hands."

“Buttt I don’t wanna…” Chelsea whined, still tired.

"But you're gonna." Cade responded, walking over to pick up the medical kit from the floor. Blood stains still surrounded it.

"Set myself free?"
"You're hurting Willow. You think insane is not you, but it is. You were always meant to end up like this. It's not bad, you just think it is. It's Scarlet's fault for not setting yourself free earlier."
"Scarling?"
"Yes, and the rest of them as well. Chelsea, Quinn, Harper, Cade, Scarlet. It's their fault. Not yours, honey."

“Hmmp. Bossy Cadey.” Chelsea mumbled.

Bossy….never considered myself that before… Cade sat down on the floor and handed her the kit. "Are you doing it, or am I?"

“Goodnight Cadey.” Chelsea said.

Willow faltered, "But they're my friends."
"They're bad people and one must never be too connected to someone. Kill them, Willow."

Cade sighed, taking out a bandage and some wipe-thing from the kit. "Give me your hand Chelsea."

“Which one?” Chelsea mumbled, slightly lifting her head up.

He shrugged. "The one that's injured. Or both of them. I don't know."