Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2011 1:14:52 GMT -5
This was the sort of thing that you had to see for yourself. Honestly, Alyss couldn’t even remember when the whispers of this started, when she had found out. They were just running rampant around the school to the point where she couldn’t take it any longer. As much of a rumor mill as Tintagel was, there was a general assumption that if everyone was talking about it and it was completely unbelievable, then it was true.
There were several ways she could react to the stories of her aunt being, how shall we put it nicely, out of commission. Most people probably expected her to scream from the rooftops. Della even said that she should’ve been blasting the Hallelujah Chorus all over campus, which was, admittedly, an amusing idea, but not one that Alyss was about to do. Just because she didn’t feel as dismal as she had felt the previous year, she wasn’t outgoing enough for such outbursts.
Then of course, she could imagine that some would think she should take her golden opportunity whenever possible. Obviously she wouldn’t succeed there in the hospital; they were working in order to stop her from dying, after all, but without her powers…Alyss could easily stop her, finally avenge her people and her country, because if Redd didn’t have any powers, Alyss’ limited ones, combined with what rudimentary training Della got…they could very easily bring her down, couldn’t they?
Yet Alyss didn’t try for that either. At least, she wasn’t building war strategy just yet. There was something rather anticlimactic about the idea of bringing down her aunt when she was powerless. Obviously it made sense to take advantage of that…but she didn’t feel quite ready to, not until she saw her. It wasn’t as if she was in any danger if she did that, were the rumors true. All the same, it felt so very odd to be going to the hospital to check up on the woman who shattered her life. So strange that she had to pause by the door before she dared to open it, like she had a feeling her life would never be the same after she did so.
Well, right now she couldn’t be certain about her life, but for that split second, her world was shaken to its very core. Ever since she was six, the woman who lay on that hospital bed had, one way or another, haunted her nightmares. She had been more than capable of killing her, she was willing to. She was the reason she had lived in this world where she had once feared she’d never find a way to belong in, and she was still skeptical if she even belonged in Wonderland any longer because of her.
How was it at all possible that this was the same woman? So broken, so powerless….so very much like how Alyss had been feeling for most of her life?
There were several ways she could react to the stories of her aunt being, how shall we put it nicely, out of commission. Most people probably expected her to scream from the rooftops. Della even said that she should’ve been blasting the Hallelujah Chorus all over campus, which was, admittedly, an amusing idea, but not one that Alyss was about to do. Just because she didn’t feel as dismal as she had felt the previous year, she wasn’t outgoing enough for such outbursts.
Then of course, she could imagine that some would think she should take her golden opportunity whenever possible. Obviously she wouldn’t succeed there in the hospital; they were working in order to stop her from dying, after all, but without her powers…Alyss could easily stop her, finally avenge her people and her country, because if Redd didn’t have any powers, Alyss’ limited ones, combined with what rudimentary training Della got…they could very easily bring her down, couldn’t they?
Yet Alyss didn’t try for that either. At least, she wasn’t building war strategy just yet. There was something rather anticlimactic about the idea of bringing down her aunt when she was powerless. Obviously it made sense to take advantage of that…but she didn’t feel quite ready to, not until she saw her. It wasn’t as if she was in any danger if she did that, were the rumors true. All the same, it felt so very odd to be going to the hospital to check up on the woman who shattered her life. So strange that she had to pause by the door before she dared to open it, like she had a feeling her life would never be the same after she did so.
Well, right now she couldn’t be certain about her life, but for that split second, her world was shaken to its very core. Ever since she was six, the woman who lay on that hospital bed had, one way or another, haunted her nightmares. She had been more than capable of killing her, she was willing to. She was the reason she had lived in this world where she had once feared she’d never find a way to belong in, and she was still skeptical if she even belonged in Wonderland any longer because of her.
How was it at all possible that this was the same woman? So broken, so powerless….so very much like how Alyss had been feeling for most of her life?