Revenge is a dish best served dead

Cinderella July 2nd 1986 5:37am

(Hey guys this story is kind of grim so if you don't like that stuff don't read this book! If you are planning to read it I will try to update a lot, my friend is helping me make this story so give some credit to Gesena also!)

The night before a wave of black had washed over her during her fight with the prince and when she woke, another wave washed over her but this time instead of anger it was guilt. When she lifted her head dark stains the color of blood splattered her blue satin gown. After seeing the mutilated body of her husband she screamed so horrifically loud that it brought the attention of the guards. "What is wrong princess?" they say through the door "oh um..." she says searching for a lie "I do not look decent" she nervously announced. "Okay princess we are sorry to barge in on you but we have found the prince he is not well there is a large knife in his back!" They yell

"Oh my goodness!" She screeches throwing a robe over her stained gown, she rushes out the door she runs into the kitchen, drops to the floor in front of her dead husband, hugs him then whispers in his ear "I love you and I'm so so sorry" the guards walk in and Cinderella stands up but as she does this her robe falls revealing the dark red blood stains covering her blue gown "Princess? Why do you have blood stains on your gown" the guards ask, the princess shocked and scared, runs out the door without another word

As Cinderella runs into the garden, she drops on a bench and starts to weep as she cries she hears birds chirping but instead of a peaceful sound it's a loud eerie screech, feeling as if she is being watched, she lifts her head up from her hands and curiosity gets the best of her, she looks around and all of the flowers have turned black the sky has become gloomy and grey blocking the view of the sun, only a tree with baby pink flowers and bright green leaves is left untouched by the dark blackness of death.

There is no wind yet the tree still moves as if it has a mind of its own she gets up and the eerie sound of the birds abruptly stop and it starts to pour rain she sits back down again and the rain stops and the birds start to chirp eerie screeches she stands back up and the rain starts. She takes a step toward the brightly colored tree and everything stops no birds, no rain, no sound, nothing. she feels drawn somehow to the bright pink and green tree she walks up to it and touches it, as she does this a branch of the large tree wraps around her neck she tries to scream but can't, instead it is just a whimper as the branch tightens around her neck when she struggles it only gets tighter lifting her up and off the ground. She is dropped on the ground but just as she was about to go out Cinderella sees a hoof  step in front of her face, she is hit in the head and everything goes black