Greta ([info]greta_chan) wrote,
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Dream II

(OOC:After this post
lj-cut for disturbing imagery and gore. rated R.)

There is a party going on and Greta watches the others around her as they dance. Uncle-Conrad and Yozak are in the spotlight right now, almost all eyes on the couple as they dance. Yozak had been glowing ever since the other man had said yes and no amount of teasing could get him out of happy mood. The young woman privately admitted to herself that it was cute, and it was even sweeter the way Conrad is glowing in his own way.

Her parents on the other hand are dancing in the corner, to what seems to be their own music, maybe memories from the wedding. The two look at each other with such love as Yuuri leads Wolfram in a slow waltz, only stepping on the blond's toes once or twice.

Her grandmothers are at a table with uncle-Gwendal and Uncle-Shori, the other Shinou-sama and other Gwendal also with them as the woman talk about things, what sounds like they need to have another engagement party soon, if the blush on her uncles faces was any hint as other Gwendal laughed and Aki hid a grin.

Aunt-Anissina is dancing with other Yozak to the side, and somehow Other Wolfram has talked Other Conrad into a dance too. Other Yuuri is glaring at the two as he dances with Greta's twin, Ego-chan looking beautiful in her gown and ignoring her "father's" sulking as Sheep-san watches-

Other Yuuri is the first to fall, body crumpling to the floor. No one notices and just keeps dancing, and Aunt-Anissina and her dancing partner are next. Soon everyone is on the ground but her parents and her twin, Wolfram and Yuuri now dancing through the bodies as Greta watches blood pour out of them, stab wounds on everyone and she can feel herself getting sick. Sheep-san's wool was now the same red as Aunt-Anissia's hair, Yozak's stomach open and Conrad fallen over him, his leg three feet away by Grandma-Cecilie's almost severed elbow. Uncle-Gwendal has his head cracked open and Greta can't make herself look away as she sees the corpse filled ballroom.

But her parents are still dancing, and she watches as red stains the pure white suits her parents wear. She sees Yuuri-papa step on his double, crushing the hand under his foot and Greta is running for her double, trying to reach her in time but crying out as she see's a hand fall off, not cut like with the others but
fall off and one of her sides is next, a thigh, she slowly losses body parts as Greta runs towards her, not paying any attention to her parents who are now drowning in the ever rising blood that is now flooding the place as the body pile grows. All she has eyes on right now is her sister and she crys out to her, even though no sound leaves her.

Ego-chan turns, Greta almost to her and she has her hands open wide to pull the other teen into a hug and she finally reaches her sister but then her twin's head falls off and Greta has a headless corpse in her arms.


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She's alone in a big room, no longer a sixteen year old girl at a engagement party turned into a saluter but a little ten year old girl like when she was with Hube, before everyone else.

She turns to Huber and blinks at him, wondering why the man was sitting down for tea and why she can't see the table or chairs. She takes a step towards the man. "Huber?"

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[info]thehound

October 13 2005, 07:48:25 UTC 6 years ago

Huber glanced at Greta as the young girl cautiously approached him, looking rather confused. The expression currently residing on Huber's face was a blank, unreadable one. One that you would have to look into very deeply in order to get the man's exact thought's out of.

"Greta." He replied. His voice not the same tone as the present day Huber's.

[info]greta_chan

October 13 2005, 08:02:20 UTC 6 years ago

She takes a sea and looks down at the tea before them that smells like almonds and is a golden hue. She looks back up at the man. "Why are you still here?"

[info]thehound

October 14 2005, 02:05:48 UTC 6 years ago

"I..." Huber began, a pained expression residing on his face as he spoke to the young girl sitting across from him. "am a horrible person. A failure. That's why I'm here." He answered softly.

[info]greta_chan

October 14 2005, 02:15:33 UTC 6 years ago

"But where is here? Why am I here?" It felt so off, part of her said she should be telling Hube he was a good man and comfort him but it's almost like she's still watching, a play and she's just in the audience.

[info]thehound

October 18 2005, 02:23:39 UTC 6 years ago

My death bed.

[info]greta_chan

October 18 2005, 02:28:16 UTC 6 years ago

"Why do you want to die? and why am I here if it's your death bed." She reaches for her tea and takes her first sip, noting it even tastes like almonds.

[info]thehound

October 18 2005, 02:38:22 UTC 6 years ago

"Because...I failed you. I failed you, Greta. If I had only watched out for you more often...you wouldn't have been..."

[info]greta_chan

October 18 2005, 02:41:43 UTC 6 years ago

"You didn't fail me." She gave him a odd look before blinking. "Are we dead then? Did we die like everyone else? But then why aren't they here..."

[info]thehound

October 31 2005, 00:54:12 UTC 6 years ago

“We...aren’t dead. This is...” He lowered his head before continuing to speak. “I failed you...because I wasn’t there for you.”

[info]greta_chan

October 31 2005, 04:15:35 UTC 6 years ago

"It's not your job to be here for me, I can't expect any of you to save me." She took a sip of the tea and noticed the almond taste it also had. "You can't keep blaming yourself for things when everyone else has forgiven you. It's just yourself who won't give forgiveness."

[info]crestfallenmoon

November 5 2005, 17:53:07 UTC 6 years ago

"If I had been there for you, I could have saved you." He argued.

[info]greta_chan

November 5 2005, 18:04:12 UTC 6 years ago

"They could have just taken you too, then I would be in the same situation. And they wouldn't care about hurting you, they may have even.... they would kill you, in a heartbeat." Her breath is coming quicker now, she looks down at her cup and can feel her heart beating faster. "You shouldn't be coming at all. They aren't that bad to me but they'll kill you and anyone who comes with it without a second thought. What about your family? You have a baby and a young wife to think about."

She looked up, across the long dinner table to where Huber was sitting at the other end, Greta feeling much to small in the big chair at the foot of the table. "I'm not worth that." She looks at Huber, not quite meeting his gaze as she feels a sense of loss sweep through her. But she can endure this, for however long need be. It wasn't worth getting any of what she had left of her family killed.

[info]crestfallenmoon

November 12 2005, 03:03:47 UTC 6 years ago

Huber’s expression had reverted into that of a small, sad smile as he focused on Greta. Gently he had taken the cup of tea into hand and took a long sip before beginning. “Greta...” His tone of voice was that of a low volume, but not low enough for her to not hear. “You...you are worth the risk. You helped me...if it weren’t for you, then I would still...” He trailed off for a moment and paused before continuing.

“You...are an important person to me. You do not deserve to be locked up under Belal’s captive,” He gently bit the bottom of his lip, looking down at the table as he placed the cup back on it. “And I will come to rescue you.”

[info]greta_chan

November 17 2005, 01:28:57 UTC 6 years ago

"Huber...." They are standing in front of that tree now, the backdrop oddly absent of something that some part of her mind says should be there. But that doesn't matter now, what was there had lost it's purpose. A small voice is calming her, telling her it will all be over soon- whatever 'it' is.

She looks down at her cup, in her hands like Huber's is in his. She's almost drunk it all and she starts to feel odd as she looks up at the man "What is...?"
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