Stitches | Twisted Wonderland

Sneak Peak?

Everything wasn't supposed to go this way. There wasn't supposed to be this much destruction.

Night Raven Collage was reduced to nothing but rubble and ash. The dark mirror and the mirrors that transported students to their dorms were shattered and cracked. The town of Twisted Wonderland was littered with broken and cracked buildings. Destruction of the battle could be seen everywhere one would look.

The residences of Twisted Wonderland were no different. If some didn't have their bodies scattered around, they were lightly or severely hurt and would no doubt have trauma.

In one particular part of the remains of Night Raven Collage, a figure could be seen holding onto another. They were obviously wounded. Their clothes were tattered and riddled with dirt, dust, and blood. Their typically neat black and white hair was disheveled. A stark contrast to how proper they typically looked. However, how they appeared was the last of their problems. They were more worried about the young girl in their arms. She was mortally wounded, a pole stabbing through the side of her stomach. There would be no doubt that she wouldn't stay alive for much longer.

"Hey...guess what?" [Name] said with a weak smile.
"Yes, dear?" Crewel asked, keeping a firm hold on the person in his arms.
"It's my birthday! Can you believe it?" She said. Eliza was obviously trying to lighten the mood but it wasn't really working.
"Reall? Happy birthday, dear." Crewel said, giving an attempt of a smile.

They both went silent for a bit, the only sound remaining was the crackle of small fire scattered around in the rubble. "Hey...can I make a request?" [Name] asked. She had to resist the urge to cough as to not irritate her wounds.
"Of course dear."
"Can you sing me happy birthday?" Crewel smiled.
"Of course dear."

"Happy birthday to you." Crewel sung. He tried his best to keep his voice steady.

"Happy birthday to you." [Name]'s eyes began to get heavier along with her breathing.

"Happy birthday dear [Name]." His voice cracked a bit as he saw her smile.

"Happy birthday to me..." [Name] sang; finishing the lyrics as her eyes closed. She went completely limp in Crewel's hold and there was nothing he could do about it. Crewel held back the tears stinging his eyes. He placed a small kiss to her head as she took her final breath.

"Yes indeed. Happy birthday to you, my dear."

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