Jazzmine mourned the death of Edna. There was no possible way she could bring her back, or save her. She walked over to the oak tree, tossing her necklace off while she did so.
A bright magenta whirlpool opened up in the ground and in frightening confusion, Jazz got up to go look at the water. She licked it. It tasted like bitter water with no absolute smell. It splashed back at her and she stumbled and fell straight in. In fear of drowning she tried to swim back up to the surface, but there was no more opening. No more earth, no more Edna or sweet smelling grass. She choked on the liquid and fell through, all the way down until there was no more liquid. She hit a rocky hill and tumbled down, receiving more cuts than she ever had in her life. At the end of her fall, she was impaled through the abdomen, stuck on a huge, purple, crystal rock. Jazz held her paws over her eyes and yelped in pain.
After a couple of minutes of hanging, she looked down at her exposed organs and guts. They were covered in sparkled, but bloody dust.
Over the hill, she heard a group of people, or at least she though, talking and laughing. A tall fox bat looking creature came over the top of the hill.
"I found one! I found-" he tripped and fell all the way down, his head hitting the base of the rock Jazz was hanging from. He saw the blood trickling down and looked up to see this wolf-bear creature with dark grayish hair staring back at him. He waved and Jazz waved back with a shaken up look on her face.
He climbed up onto the side of the crystal and inspected her. "What a rough landing," he chuckled. He pulled Jazz down carelessly as her guts trailed down from the rock. Jazz was wide-eyed and gasped as she saw her insides everywhere. The fox-bat took the time to climb back up onto the rock and take all of the guts and give them back to Jazz. "What are you giving me them for? I should be dead now, am I not?" Jazz asked. "Are you new here?" The creature asked.
Jazz was quick to reply, "Yes".
The creature sat atop a rock and smiled with a handsomely devilish grin. "I'm Octavius Bruture, and you are...?" He introduced himself. Jazz looked around at her surroundings and replied when she looked back at Octavius. "I am new, um, Jazzmine Jewel...where the hell am I? Am I dead?" Octavius looked her up and down and eyed her torn stomach. He smacked his forehead, dumbfounded.
Nervously he says, "Hah, where are my manners? Let's go somewhere less...um...outside." Octavius led her to his house. The house was white and crystal like with a pastel green inside.
Octavius heavily sighed, but kept his smile. "Go straight down the hall to those iron double doors and there should be a big table. Sit there until I come down with you."
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Unexpected Earth
FantasyThe fascinating life of Carol Apostol, a woman on the run, later on becoming the monster she'll always be seen as. Cover art by me.