Laughter is Born From Madness

Chapter 23

(Red's POV)

Running. That's all I was doing. This time, I will finally catch her.

"Wait! Please!" I shouted to the hooded woman who I saw place that basket at Undertaker's.

I turned down the same corner she did before she stopped at a dead end of an alley. I opened my mouth to call out to her when I felt a wave of emptiness rush right through me. Now I see guards cornering the woman.

"~~~~~ ~~~~~, you are hereby under arrest for treason to England and her royal majesty. If you as much disobey us, we have every right to carry out a severe punishment. You are a wanted criminal, dead or alive." One of the guards spoke in a demanding voice, the woman's name a blur.

The woman looked around before removing her hood to show face (picture up above). Tears began to fill her eyes as she looked up at the sky that was still pouring rain.

"Forgive me, my daughter..." she whispered before she ran at the guards.

One of the guards who was aiming at the woman accidentally pulled the trigger, the bullet flying straight into the center of her chest. Her body fell onto the ground, her blue eyes turning dull. I ran through the guards and knelt next to the woman. I reached out to shake her, only to have my hands pass right through.

"No! No, please! Don't go! Tell me who you are!" I yelled as tears poured out of my eyes. I look at her hand to see an emerald ring on her ring finger. It looked familiar.

"She's dead..." one of the guards muttered.

"Doesn't matter for her majesty. Send her to the undertaker, he'll find a grave for her." The leading guard replied.

One of the guards soon scooped up the woman into his arms.

"Don't touch her! Put her down! Can't you hear me?!" I screeched more through my sobs.

I tried to race after them, only to collapse onto my knees, my sobs continuing along with a few hiccups. The only thing heard in this alley was my scream.

I opened my eyes as I stared at the ceiling, tears falling down my face like they were in that dream. I turned my head to look at the window beside the bed I was in, I saw the woman in my reflection. Blinking a few tears away, my reflection was back as it was. As realization came over me, my tears grew more as I began to sob again, curling into a ball as I clutched my head. I heard the door to the room I was staying in open, I also heard someone calling my name. I only continued to cry even as I was placed into a sitting position. Someone began to hug me, I only continued crying into their shoulder.

"Mother..." I whispered.