Wybie.
Not the new, made-up Wybie the Beldam had conjured.
This was the Other Wybie.
Her Other Wybie.
She flung her arms around his neck. "H-how are you here?"
He still couldn't speak, but Coraline knew - she had unknowingly 'summoned' him with her magic.
She couldn't control the sob that rose from her throat, and smiled at the boy.
"Maybe you should go . . . hide somewhere." Coraline took his hand. "I don't want you to get hurt. Not again."
Other Wybie nodded, bounding off in another direction.
As she walked into the house, Coraline focused on using her magic, though she could barely feel it while cloaking her abilities, to make the Other Mother forget. She pushed open the front door, and the Beldam approached her.
"Coraline, darling . . . welcome home! Do you want some food?"
Though the girl was inclined to object, her stomach growled, and the Beldam ushered her to a chair. Minutes later, a plate of food was set out before her.
"Why do you want me so badly?"
"Because, darling, you are my unfinished business."
"How so?"
"Did I not tell you that I'll die without you?"
Horror flashed in the blue-haired girl's eyes as she recalled that traumatising day.
She finally crawled through the door. After closing it, she secured it through the lock. Then, a loud banging sounded.
"Don't leave me . . . Don't leave me! I'll die without you!"
She had only narrowly escaped from the grasp of this witch, and hopefully would do so again.
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
There were no words to describe what Eggs was feeling.
His heart thudded so loudly that it sounded in his ears. He smiled as Winnie took his hand in hers, offering him a comforting smile.
A long pause, then Wybie broke the silence. "Okay . . . does anyone have any idea how to leave this place?"
They all shook their heads.
Another pause.
Kubo seemed to feel bored, so he grabbed his instrument and began strumming.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
Kubo felt strange.
Whenever he played his shamisen, the papers that were in his bag would fold themselves into origami and act the way he intended for them to.
But none moved.
His stomach churned . . . as if the magic in the Other World was interfering with his own magic. Reacting with his magic. Pushing the thought away, Kubo strummed and plucked at the strings, playing a calming song.
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
Eggs relaxed as he listened to the song that Kubo played on his instrument.
He was feeling bored, so he reached into his bag and pulled out several broken metal tools and began tinkering with them.
He knew the others were watching, so he might as well impress them . . .
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
"You kids sure are talented." Lionel praised. "I wish I could do that."
"But . . . aren't you like, famous or something?" The girl, Winnie, asked.
"Yeah . . . but the people where I come from don't believe in what I do. So I moved to Oregon, and I purchased the main apartment of the Pink Palace from Ms Lovat . . . who told me many supernatural things happened here." He grinned again, this time a little uneasy. "Turns out I was right."
So many mythological and magical things exist - and all this time he'd thought he'd just been chasing a fantasy.
\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/
The magic in his veins told him something was wrong.
The instrument in his hands caused the papers to create figures he had never even seen in his nightmares.
Kubo was certain something was wrong.
And it was all Coraline's fault.
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Twisted Fates
FanfictionIt has been a year since the incident with the Beldam, otherwise known as the Other Mother, and Coraline Jones has been living peacefully with her parents. They have chosen to move out of the Pink Palace Apartments and into the countryside as Corali...
