Hellride

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The next day
There was little sense or morality to my job but today was a bonus, I had the entire day not having to kill anyone unless I felt like it. I picked out a little witchy dress, put my hair into a dragon braid then tied my half mask around the ruined side on my face weaving it through the braid. I found my father in his throne room talking to some servants "Looks like some people weren't happy with the way the pirate ended things" he gave a little rowing motion as a smiled, this meant more 'toys' for me, I had some new ideas for punishments and couldn't wait to test them out.

His eyes scanned me over before a smirk curled at the sides of his lips "you shouldn't have" he, like I, loved the 'demonic star' as I called it. He felt like it symbolised underbrooke because it weaved in and out as well as folded in on itself, like fate. "Just be careful" his thumbs grazed over my cheeks lightly "many people up there preyed upon the innocent in there living lives, death doesn't change everyone" I nodded and gestured with my hands 'I know. Actions speak louder than words' I could see in his eyes that he was proud of me in many ways but I felt like he was just starting to see me as his little soldier.

But there was one thing we could both do, the blue fire that replaced our hair. I felt him do it as I strut away happily "have fun!" My head set alight temporally as I left his 'evil lair' with a couple happies with me, they were protection against anyone who wanted to harm an 'innocent' little girl.

The streets weren't too crowded but there was enough people there who wanted to take me down...James for one, he wanted my happies for his little police set up, Pan was the only friend I had here, I wanted to help him live again, back to Neverland. He 'helped' kids like me, alone and victimised, have a more interesting story, and I liked that. A police car pulled up close to where I was sat watching the tide go in and out "Mazikeen, Mazikeen, Mazikeen" I heard the snark laced in his tone "fancy seeing you here? Must be dangerous, with your little 'train of punishment' still on the tracks"

Did I forget to mention that James hated the train? He believes it's 'doing his job for him'. I kept my gaze on the sun as my split tongue casually ran over my bottom lip as if I was about to speak, as if I could. A few Happies starting coming closer to us unnerving James' partner in crime "that train is a ghastly fashion statement" I smiled and signed a remark to a Happy that was a little way in front of me 'that makes two of them' several guns cocked as the happies pointed their pistols at the two. I raised my hand getting them to lower their weapons, but it was a mistake.

James yanked my braid and put a pistol barrel to my temple as a threat to them but he didn't know happies couldn't be threatened, or hurt, or killed for that matter...just me. My finger tapped on the floor twice asking them to raise their guns, one took Cruella and did the same to her, he had a choice...shoot me and die again or let me go and save his friend? It was completely up to him but I knew which hades would care about more. I signed slowly knowing he couldn't understand and happies couldn't speak 'the choice is yours'.

He started asking my masked men what I said, my eyes met his as I poked my tongue out at him childishly "you realise she's mute? And so are they" Pan came into view, if there was one thing I hated, it was being a damsel in distress. I pulled a blade out the back of my dress and set the point against his neck "she said 'the choice is yours'" Pan somehow knew sign language, it's how we spoke as well as passing notes. The gun left my temple and the knife slid back into my dress "Maze doesn't hand over her masked followers to anyone, what makes you any different?" I waved my hand letting the guns around us drop. Pan gave me a hand up off the floor 'anyone fancy a train ride?' The boy laughed at my offer but denied.

He turned to the others "There's always the hellride if you feel damned" I bowed my head thanking him. I felt like he knew my struggles as a unheard and silenced one. I was well aware that he was a middle aged man in a child's body but I was still grateful towards him. My 'dark side' wanted to slice the blade down James' windpipe and just watch it fall open but that would be unnecessary blood spilled, and I wasn't for that.

I bowed my head thanking Pan then smiling as I noticed a few new faces strolling down the street. I jerked my head towards the new residents signing 'we have guests, I'd recommend turning your attention to them instead of me'. I took a stroll to pan's store to visit my old tongue with the owner of the shop, we found a man searching the place almost in a savage manor, I turned to the boy next to me signing 'should I leave you to your friend?' He opened the door for me to leave like a gentleman. Just as I was about to go through it, the intruder called to me giving me the name 'you', he clearly didn't know I was mute.

I made my way home into
My father's lair to see him talking to the pirate, he glanced up at me "the angel returns" I nodded and signed 'I saw them. The new people. Are they going to be a problem?' He shook his head with his eyes locked onto mine "no, not for us." The pirate was remotely awake as I picked up his arm trying to drag him to the platform "where are you taking me?!" I struggled as his other arm and feet clawed at the floor. I stamped my foot down in the middle of his spine temporarily paralysing him. It made him so much easier to transport "you're afraid to talk!" I smiled darkly knowing he would suffer in a few moments. The oncoming train saw us and slowed letting out a high pitches screech.

As few happies pulled him onboard before I stepped on and entered his compartment as he continued to question me. I laid out his cards as well as his 'friend's' before waiting patiently for them to make their move "Who are you?!" The other man kept his head down "she's the 'conductor'" I slammed his head down especially harsh as he lost "you ever tried being nice? Or are you too scared what 'daddy' will do to ya?" I punched the pirate in the jaw as he lost and that's how it went on for the rest of the journey.

I slung his arm around my neck as he dragged his feet trying to gain his energy without my knowledge "why are you doing this? I...I know people who can help you?" I threw him to the ground and continued to walk next to his cell. He ran for the Hellride but I signalled for them to close the doors leaving it to just us. He turned to me angrily as I folded my arms "open the doors" I shook my head grinning, he ran for me trying to get the happies to come out and protect me but they only did that if I told them to. I dodged him and signalled for them to leave us here and circle around.

"Where are they going?!" I launched myself on him whacking the side of his head with the butt of my gun then head butting him in the back of the skull before jumping off and jerking my finger to the door irritated "I'm not going back in there"  I glanced at the scared girl in the corner "just do as she says! Or she'll call it!" He turned to her as I put my hand ready to knock on the wall "what thing?" Without either seeing, I pulled a pair of earplugs out of my dress band then wrapping them around his neck dragging him backwards into his cell and then letting him go.

I made the mistake of walking away without looking back, I was soon grabbed from behind causing me to grab my necklace and cut him with it as he plunged his hook deeply into my stomach, but the wound I gave him was much more severe. I'd cut straight into his main windpipe, I pushed him down and dragged him to his cell and moved so that the other prisoner couldn't see me when I tended to the wound. I wasn't meant to be doing this, I wasn't meant to kill him either and I definitely wasn't meant to be bleeding out but I was dead anyway if I didn't do this, might as well risk my 'life' or what's left of it.

Once I was done, I stumbled with a hand over my wound towards the platform but fell before I could reach it. I struggled up and walked a few steps before collapsing again but this time, I couldn't get up. I just laid there as everything turned cold, the hellride pulled up blurring in and out of vision. A hoard of happies or blurry figures sprinted towards me some falling over each other and that was the last thing I saw before I closed my eyes.