Blood....
Blood just...everywhere.
I felt like I couldn't breathe, sure the murder scene of my parents definitely gave me some good old trauma. But now, it was really hammered in my head, blood stained every surface of the room, carcasses of dead animals scattered around in no order(not that they should be). Put there by god knows who...or what. I saw Fran standing just in front of me, she looked relatively normal with the exception that her blue eyes were taken over entirely by the sclera. Blood dripping from them, cascading neat little droplets down her colorless cheeks. I looked at phil, and I regretted that decision as well, he looked like a corpse. His hair matted and uneven on his head, cheeks sunken in, gums and teeth exposed, eyes not in their sockets. But some how, I could tell that he, and that unsightly, despicable creature of darkness hovering over him, was staring at me.
"Ah, you've partaken of the red supplement, how does it feel sweet one? Can you feel your head pounding from your sanity deteriorating?"
That damn voice again...
I only had to turn around to see him, or what I assumed was a him? That horrible monster, that all who are damned by taking that pill can see. At least I think that's how it works, I wasn't sure if phillp took that stupid shit yet.
"I think my sanity deteriorated long ago, but from my sibling(s) so you're late to the fiasco, Mr...uh goatman?"
He chuckled, "You're awfully charming for someone who's loved ones were brutally murdered. Not to metion the betrayal your sibling(s) cursed you with. How do you have the audacity to speak to royalty of the damned like this?"
"Oh! Royalty, huh? Prince or king? Awfully rude for a royal to not introduce themself to a young lady!" I drawled as I pulled a half assed curtsy. I heard a small snarl come from the maw of the goat beast.
"Forgive me, but I haven't introduced myself properly. I am Remor, The Terrible Black, Prince of darkness, Son of Mother Mabuka." He spoke with venom and arrogance, I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be impressed or horrified of him. Probably both.
"See now, I don't know what any of that is so it all means pretty much nothing to me."
"Oh my dear, give the events that will come into place time. You will understand what it all means and what the answers are, just as young Fran Bow will. You both are very special, crucial to countless beings, none of whom mean a thing to the creatures that I rule. You will realize that I will mean EVERYTHING to you in order for you to stay alive."
Alright, so maybe I was wrong to bitch around an otherworldly demon from God knows where. Any nerve I may have had immediately leaked out of me, I let my stern facial expression fall and the terror I should have been feeling from the beginning seep into my veins. I wanted to finally snap and scream all my rage out to this creature, about my parents, about my whole family, about me being stuck in this god damned mental asylum.
Most of all I wanted him so finish the job and let me be with my parents.
"Why...why did I have to be so important...to you?"
He purred, "Now, I see you understand I am to be feared." He glided soundlessly to me and used a black talon to trace my cheek, flicking away the tear that would have been. Just a bit more pressure and he could rip into my face, the discomfort I already felt from my surroundings and his close proximity amplified to unbearable amounts.
"The answers will come to you, darling. Be content that I have enough mercy to let you die with closure."
With that I began to feel light headed once again, just like after I took the pill.
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"(Y/n)! Please wake up! You're scaring me!" I shot up from my laying position, Fran looking ever so worried.
"Ugh...Don't worry, Fran. I'm ok, although I will say if I pass out one more time today I'm not getting back up." I grumbled getting to my feet, feeling more frustrated than ever that I let the goat shithead get to me.
"Did you see him (Y/n)? You were whispering the whole time you were in the bloody world! That wretched place! The monster didn't hurt you did he? I will never forgive myself if he did! I'm the one who gave you the p-"
"Fran! Honey! I said I'm fine! Just a tiny head ache is all." I ran my fingers through her short, brown hair and smiled at her to sooth her. She appreciated the gesture and smiled back,
"Oh thank goodness!"
"Yes, And I did in fact talk to him. He is much more intimidating up close and that's all I'm gonna say just in case he's listening. He doesn't need his ego stroked anymore than it is."
"Ah, I see. What did you talk to him about?"
"I'll tell you later, Fran. We have to get the hell out of this room before the bitch nurse comes back!"
Frans eyes almost shot out of her head, "Oh dear! You're absolutely right! We gotta get out of here!"
After a bit more snooping and light hearted conversation to bright our moods, we found a knitting need and Frans old hair clip. She had the idea to make her own special little key with them, creative little thing, I'd give her that! Once she finished the craft, she tested it out on the door and with a couple false starts and some curses from us both. The door clicked and the lock popped open. I was thoroughly impressed! Before we left the room I smirked to myself and said under my breath.
"In your face, your highness.~"
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Hell yeah! You and Fran escaped your room! I'm happy i got the chance to update this! I hope the story is going at a pleasing pace to everyone and that the characters are, in fact, IN character. But thank you if you read this and I'll see y'all next time when you and fran escape oswald asylum.
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FanfictionI recently got into the game Fran bow and it's the most badass game I've ever played. I also happen to love itward. So I'm making this. Enjoy.