Dimentio hummed to himself under his breath as he levitated himself out of the room and down the halls towards the exit. As he went, the two guards that were standing by the entrance followed, gripping their spears. He stopped at the edge of the doorway out, finding an odd carriage parked outside. There were two skeletal creatures harnessed to the front, a ghost in a nice-looking coat and hat at the reigns. The ghost tipped its hat a little to him, but Dimentio was more intrigued by the carriage itself.
Dimentio had never seen any creatures like these - not living creatures, at least. The closest thing they would be reminiscent of was the skeleton structure of a snake with a body of an alligator. Hooked to the carriage was a large seating area, a roomy box-like cart with a bench lining the walls' interior.
He backed away slightly, getting an unnerving feeling from all of this. It didn't seem natural in the slightest. Dimentio found himself pushed forward by two D-Men guards and went inside of the cart, the doors closing behind him.
The skeleton creatures hissed at the D-Men as Dimentio looked around the interior. He saw that this was not just a normal carriage car, but a holding cell for prisoners. Dimentio rushed to the door and tried the latch only to find it locked. He quickly tried to teleport, only to find his magic restricted in this cart.
Dimentio peered out the barred window as the whips cracked, sending the carriage stumbling forward. Oitnemid stood at the exit to the building, watching with a blank expression.
"Monsieur Estes?!" Dimentio called out frantically trying the door's latch again, "There's been a mistake-! Oitnemid! Brother, this is a mistake!!!"
Oitnemid replied with a slight frown on his mask before he turned his back, walking back into the depths of his courtroom house, the doors slamming shut between them.
"Brother..?" Dimentio questioned, "WOAH-!"
The cart hit a bump and Dimentio fell to the floor, wincing as he scraped his hand on the bench. Dimentio grit his teeth as he held his wound, tears starting to well up in his eyes, not from the pain, but the sting of betrayal. He shook his head, trying to banish the thought from his mind.
"This cannot possibly be happening... This isn't happening..!" Dimentio exclaimed.
"Quiet back there!"
A D-Man in the passenger seat slammed a hand against the cart, causing Dimentio to flinch. Dimentio sighed and lifted himself up onto the bench, folding his hands and looking down at the ground. He was being carted off to Grambi knows where, locked inside of a prisoner-transfer carriage, and had no means to tell Mr.L that he might not make it back.
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The cart hit another bump and Dimentio had to grip the edge of his seat to keep himself from slipping off. He let out a deep sigh as he turned his head toward the barred windows. Dimentio stood up, his knees slightly wobbly from not having his magic to help him. He stumbled over to the farthest barred window, grasping the cold steel as he stared up at the dark sky devoid of any evening sun.
Dimentio: In the light that falls at moonrise...
In the rhythm of the rain...
In the miracle of ordinary days..!
In the hush of night...
I will be in the whispers of lovers!
Everywhere...
You will find me there..!
Dimentio walked a little away from the barred window, kneeling down on the floor.
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The Count of Dimension D {REWRITE!}
Fanfiction(Contains Dimentio X Mr.L/Luigi themes with some YANDERE) Dimentio, after many years of working for Merlon at Flipside, is finally ready to propose to Mr.L. However, three men conspire against him and on the eve of his proposal and have him thrown i...
