sweet dreams (markson)

chapter 16

Jackson pov
The castle doors loomed infront of me proud and tall. The only thing off seemed to be how old it looked.
When it came to castles they were always described as huge and beautiful but this one looked worn like it had seen years of war.
I quietly pushed the huge doors open. It was figured odd why no guards stood to be around to well guard.

Marks Pov.

"You knew this day would come".
"Yeah but you didn't need to bring him into this he has nothing to do with Wonderland".
"that's when your wrong Mark he loves you and that has everything to do with Wonderland."
The women gracefully walked across her heels clicking against the glass flooring leaving blotches of color that seemed to follow her.
She held a pale frame with long grey hair that touched the bottom of her dress.
She pulls Marks chains making him fall face first into the metal bars that held a sting when touched.
Mark hissed in pain.
"Oh Mark maybe one day you'll rule, but for now I'll continue to ruin your life person to person and I'll sweep out your whole blood line".
"You bitch".
The women smirked and looked back to the cloud that tracked Jacksons every move. "And I'll start with him first".

3rd person. Jackson's pov

Jackson walked deeper into the castle and it seemed the more he walked the more he got lost.He spotted something in the distance and against normal judgement he ran after it. Breathless he caught up it was a rabbit.
The rabit bowed its head "You must be Jackson, Mark is waiting for you".
Excitely Jackson followed after the rabbit.
The two came across to a huge door that shined a bright beautiful gold that seemed to lovely to fit into such a worn castle.
The rabbit opened the door for him.
Jackson thanked him and strode in.
He saw Mark and ran straight to him. Mark breathlessly looked up at him "Jackson you need to leave".
"Why I got you".
Jackson moved his hand through the bars to pull marks face closer to his and wipped away the blood.
Mark had blood all over him odd slashes seemed to be burned into Marks arms like vines. Marks face was cut all over some with dried blood some with blood still leaking out telling him the cut was still fresh.
"No you seriously need to leave your in tro-"
"Well now you must be Jackson".
Mark let out a gasp of breath voice shaky "R-run".
Jackson turned around to see a women in a long puffy red and black dress. She had a pale face with sharp shinny red lip stick and over her head was a crown. "Nice to finally meet you I'm queen Red".