Chapter V: Entering WonderlandA Chapter by Xerclipse Alan begins to enter in Solomon's world with the group. So what lies behind the wonderland that Solomon creates and alters? Can this be intense? Chapter V Entering Wonderland The scene picks off at the subway
station. Alan walks up the stairs with Nebula and Marie. Limbo stealthily walks
with them. The crowd noise fills the air of the station. Many voices from the
crowd gets into Alan’s ears. When Alan exits out of the station, he finds
himself on the streets. He looks around observing the traffic, cars, and people walking.
Alan pulls out his alcohol flask and drinks from it. He turns back and sees a
woman in a worn out dress. She stands by the stairs holding a child by his
hand. The little boy and the woman looks at Alan, frowning. The child wears
pilgrim clothes. Limbo and Marie look at Alan. Limbo:
Alan….what’s going on? Alan drops his alcohol flask on the
ground. The woman begins to burn but does not mind the fire. The boy burns as
well but his emotionless face is still on him. The woman and the boy walk down
the station. No one notices the burning woman and boy. Alan:
Ali, Danny,? Why? Limbo: Alan,
don’t do this! Don’t follow them! They are not real! I don’t even see them! Nebula:
(looking down) They are only illusions. It is Solomon’s work. Alan:
(picking the flask back up) Then we are getting warmer. Limbo:
You are always falling for illusions, tricks, and your own mind. When are you
ever going to get out of that Alan? I hope you know that if you keep on falling
for that, then Solomon has a great advantage! Alan:
DON’T OVERESTIMATE THAT THING! I can kill it again. Are you on its side? Limbo:
No, it’s just that it’s never dull when you are around. But hey, we are going
to be in this together! Alan: I
am sure it’s easier for you to say that now after you were the first one to
give up. Limbo:
Alan, you know what I was thinking back there. That thing scares me and it
nearly killed you. I sometimes saw him but he could never hurt me. But now that
Marie triggered it, it got into the world and took over her brother. Alan: I
kept on seeing that thing too. It could never touch me! (turning to Marie) But
yeah, Limbo was right, you did trigger that damn thing! You had to do it
instead of letting your brother die peacefully. You goddamn little ignorant
scum! Alan slaps Marie at the left cheek.
She doesn’t scream and cry. Nebula grabs Alan’s wrist softly, feeling sad. The
crowd looks directly at Alan’s bitter face. Crowd:
Did that man just slap that girl? Limbo:
D****t! This isn’t good! Alan, why did you have to do that? One man comes up to him aggressively. Man:
HEY YOU! The man begins to grab his trench
coat but he doesn’t move. Man:
You just hit that little girl right there, didn’t you. Alan smashes the man’s head with his
fists. He kicks the stomach and throws the man onto the wall. Several more men
come in and see the injured man struggling to get up. Alan looks back at the
men. Alan:
Please, don’t waste my time. The men begin to advance. Man 2:
That was our friend you just assaulted! Alan:
(smiling) Really! Alan runs into the alley laughing.
The men follow him and pull out pocketknives. One of them charges at Alan but
he pulls out his hatchet in an instant. The man loses his left hand
quickly. The man screams in agony as
Alan laughs in happiness and joy. The other men step back. Alan:
(laughing) You…you all are just pathetic! Now I would love it if all of you
just came in here and got butchered like pigs! Come on! There is nothing
better than a good work out! The men start to walk backwards
slowly. The injured man runs away but trips. He looks at Alan with fear as he
holds his spraying wound. Alan:
Aawww. But if you all are going to run away, let’s make a deal shall we. Why
don’t you all make up a story about your buddy’s missing hand, and never say a
word about me. What do you say! The men run away in fear. Alan puts
his hatchet away laughing. Limbo comes by walking on the blood. Limbo:
Alan, what the hell is your problem! We have to get out of here! Alan:
(laughing) Did you just see their faces, they won’t say a word, not a single
damn word! Limbo:
Yeah but you didn’t have to start a fight in the first place. Alan: (smiling)
Me, start a fight? I didn’t have to. Regular people like them are savages. They
always believe the fault is not theirs. They shouldn’t have interfered with me!
They don’t know up from down Limbo! You see, we are lucky we don’t have to live
with those animals. Limbo:
Come on Alan, let’s go, before you attract more attention with that ugly
laughing face of yours. The
scene transitions to midnight. Alan walks through the night alone with Nebula and
Limbo. Marie with her red sore face holds Nebula’s hand as Alan slouches as he
walks. He once again hears voices. Voice
1: Alan, that was really nice from what you did there! Voice
2: No, you just hurt that poor man. He lost his hand thanks to you. Voice
1: Hey, he had to do whatever it took to survive. I mean that man could have
killed him. Marie:
Why does he talk to himself like that? When Marie looks up at Nebula, a
tear trips down from Nebula’s eye. She does not wipe it away as she still
continues to walk. Marie:
You care for him, don’t you? As much as he talks like a mad man and hits me? Limbo:
Marie, Alan has a lot going on in him. He never used to be like this. If you
lived from four hundred years ago and met him, you would be surprised to see
him now. A female stray cat comes from an
alley. She chases Limbo from a distance. Limbo:
WHAT..NO! He starts to run away from the curb.
He runs across the road. Limbo:
D****t, not now! Marie begins to smile and giggle a
bit. She holds Nebula’s hand tightly. Nebula also smiles and wipes the tear
from her face. Limbo:
DON’T JUST STAND THERE, DO SOMETHING! Marie and Nebula laugh for a while. Voice
2: Well would you look at that? Now that looks like a cartoon. Wouldn’t you
say? Voice
1: Yeah, let that black cat get tormented for a while. It’s good exercise! Limbo jumps on the
parked car and runs on the roof. Voice
2: Please, don’t say tormented. But you could say that he got hit on! Some cat
is in love with Limbo. Speaking of love, do you remember your love back then. Voice
1: D****T, WHAT THE HELL! DON’T SAY THAT! You are reminding him. The female cat tries to jump on the front of the car but Limbo
still stays up there. Voice
2: What, I am just trying to make a point. Voice
1: But look at him and be quiet. Why do you think he has been trying to drink a
lot lately? He is trying to get that out of his mind. Don’t ever mention that
ever again! The cat still desperately tries to climb on the car but Alan
faces his palm at the cat. He screams and shoots a blade on the ground next to
the cat. The cat gets jumped by the blade and runs away. Limbo looks at Alan
stunned. Alan:
There Limbo, you're welcome! Limbo:
Oh thank god for you Alan. You see, It’s hard being a cat! Things like that make
it really…really difficult to stay in the group. Alan:
Yeah you can say that! In fact we have to keep moving. The scene transitions to Mr. and
Mrs. Quinn in the house. She hugs him tightly wiping her tears. The father
holds her looking down. The loud banging and screams can be heard. Solomon:
I WANT THE DARK EXORCIST NOW! GIVE HIM TO ME! Mr.
Quinn: WE DON’T HAVE HIM AND WE DON’T KNOW WHO HE IS! Solomon:
GIVE HIM TO ME! GIVE HIM TO ME YOU MORTALS! Freaks burst the door open and grab
the Quinns. The Quinns scream in fear and stress. Drake’s possessed body walks
out of the room and stands on front of the family. Solomon:
(using Drake’s body) He is coming! I can sense him! Drake’s body smiles as his purple
veins are visible. He laughs furiously jumping on the ceiling. He crawls around
it spinning his neck multiple times. The crackling can be heard and the tongue
extends several inches longer. He drools saliva, vomit, and blood. His black
and purple eyes are tearing blood. He laughs loudly as he scratches the walls
and ceiling. His torso twists and curves in odd positions. He collapses onto
the floor causing the nose to fracture. The bloody nose reshapes itself as
Drake walks awkwardly around the room. He bangs his head onto a wall many times
until the skull cracks. He turns to the Quinns smiling with his sharp teeth. He
puts his fingers into each eye and pulls it out with the optic nerve still
attached to his eye socket. The mother screams as the blood pours from Drake's sockets. Solomon:
(allowing Drake’s eyes to dangle as he speaks) Kicking out that pathetic girl
was the best thing you guys ever did! Yeeeessss! Let her cry, let her be
desperate for the love that she does not deserve! Now don’t you ever let her
in, or you mortals will get it! The eyes crawl back up into the
sockets that place them back in order. Solomon laughs furiously. Solomon:
Oh dark exorcist, you know it was your fault that your wife and child died. I
know you haven’t blamed me, but you should still acknowledge it. It’s good to
hear the truth over and over again! Marie opens the front door. Alan
walks in with Nebula and Limbo. He pulls his palm blades as he approaches the
house. Limbo turns to the kitchen and doesn’t see Drake. Limbo:
Hello….any body here? Mr. and Mrs. Quinn? Nebula:
They are in trouble. The freaks charge at Alan. He stabs
each of them in an instant. He grabs one of them and throws it onto Drake.
Drake punches it back to Alan. Alan dodges the freak. Solomon:
ALAN….HELLO DARK EXORCIST! Drake’s head leans to its side. Solomon:
It’s good to see you! Now why don’t we sit down and have a nice chat. Limbo, Nebula, and Marie get pulled towards the table. They are aligned to sit at the chairs that are at the
table. Alan gets levitated and thrown violently on the table. Solomon:
That’s very rude of you! Why don’t you sit down like a proper man? Alan gets forced to sit on a chair.
The chair is at the longest end of the table. Drake crawls on the table and
twists his neck backwards facing Alan. He walks on a crab stance causing his
joints to crack. Solomon:
Marie, that’s very nice of you to come back after your parents threw you out of
the house. The parents head at the kitchen as
stare at Drake’s twisted body. Solomon:
Sooo…..Do you like games Mr. Harkison? Do you like to do what you do? Alan does not answer. Mr.
Quinn: DRAKE!! Alan:
SHUT UP, THAT’S NOT HIM! Mr.
Quinn: Marie, what are you doing here? Don’t come back before you cause more
trouble! Solomon:
Relax dad, you should not be so hard on her for this time. She served her
purpose in coming here. In fact, take a look at that man. She got him here. Mrs.
Quinn: (looking at Alan) Wait….are you that dark exorcist that the thing has
been talking about. Solomon:
yyyyeeeeesssss! Why don’t you two meet Mister Alan Harkison the four hundred
year old man. Sure he doesn’t look like he passed thirty yet, but look at that
handsome face. It has been covered by the booze that he has been drinking!
Don’t you like it? Alan:
Let’s just get to the point Solomon. What do you want? Solomon:
Ahhh, I want you to try to get me out of this boy. Just like the way you helped
those people before. You are called the dark exorcist after all! Is that a name
of a compliment and epic legend, or just pathetic notoriety? Limbo:
What the hell do you want in this? Drake’s head turns to Limbo. Solomon:
A talking cat….interesting! I wonder where you got that creature from! Well…..I
guess that pets are allowed in this! So why don’t you join in the fun with
Alan! The more the merrier. Drake turns to Nebula. Solomon:
Aaawww what a pretty young lady! She can understand anyone with her abilities.
Sure she can understand people, but not beings like me. She can’t even say what
I will say next. What number am I thinking? Nebula does not answer. Alan: HEY,
DON’T YOU DARE BOTHER HER! Drake growls at Alan. Alan: 1692. Solomon:
(facing Alan) I WAS NOT TALKING TO YOU MISTER HARKISON! Alan:
But I am right, am I? Solomon:
Yeeessss….how did you know? Alan:
It’s not that intricate Solomon. I know you hold a grudge from that time, other
wise you wouldn’t have called me here….right! NOW GET TO YOUR GOD DAMN POINT
YOU FREAK! Solomon:
Oh yes, right, now why don’t you all get up, and do your procedure. Alan gets up and stands on the
table. Nebula holds Alan with one hand as Limbo lies on her shoulder. Marie
stands back. Alan places his hand on Drake’s head. Solomon:
Now, I forgot the most important thing. A bible flies towards Alan. He
catches it and opens it. He reads passages from the book. As Alan reads faster,
Drake laughs. Solomon:
Marie, come and join us. I am sure you would love the great adventure. Alan:
DON’T GET HER INVOLVED! Marie gets dragged on the table.
Drake’s hand grabs onto her head. Solomon:
KEEP READING DARK EXORCIST! Alan reads with a sigh. When he
reads faster the furniture begins to shake. Limbo, Nebula, Marie, Alan, and
Drake levitate from the table. Limbo:
uuuhhh….Alan…..I think you can stop now. Alan stops reading the passages.
Multiple voices can be heard. Spirits fly across the kitchen. Plates get thrown
out and collapse. The windows shatter and the chairs orbit around the table.
The Quinns run away leaving them behind. Marie’s anxiety gets the best of her
but not the best of Drake’s grip. Her head begins to bleed. Suddenly there is
an earthquake in the house. Solomon’s laughter gets louder and louder. Blank space appears on front of Alan. It creates the house. Alan is alone. The
furniture is properly aligned, the dishes are back, the window reflects the
bright sun, and the chairs are back in place. Alan jumps off the table pulling
out his hatchet and palm blades. Drake’s body is gone. He walks out of the
house and sees the empty city. There are no pedestrians around, just him. Alan:
NEBULA…..LIMBO…..MARIE….DRAKE!!! Nebula, Limbo, and Marie exit from
the house. They meet up with Alan. Marie:
Alan, Are we….? Alan:
Yes, we are here! The house behind
them sinks into the ground instantly. The buldings tip over and shatter. Blood
ink splatters from the ground. All the objects that are knocked over get slowed
down by time. The road begins to increase in length fast. The sidewalks begin
to crack. They twist and part away from eachother. The bright sun explodes
causing a red moon to form. The daylight turns into darkness. Solomon’s loud
laughter can be heard from the sky. Trees begin to grow at the size of the
buildings. They have no leaves but they have long branches. Solomon:
Soooo, Alice in Wonderland….Alan in Wonderland….makes a perfect comparison,
except THIS IS MY WONDERLAND. IT’S NOT DRAKE’S EVEN THOUGH HE IS THE HOST OF
THIS WORLD. But the world you walk into is the result of my work. Do you like
it? Alan: (sarcastically)
Yeah, its pretty! Solomon:
Aaaawwwww, thank you. Your quest begins here. But I would like you to have a
nice lesson tonight. I am sure you are excited for this class to give you a
lecture. Now as you all know, I am….a demon….an eternal being. And you know
where demons “belong” right? At hell! So why do they all become so scattered,
so angry, and so aggressive? There is a sudden silence. Alan
looks up at the red moon. The others look around them cautiously. Solomon:
Well you all receive an F today for not answering the question. Your learning
skills need to be improved. Ah well, demons like me get lonely, bored, and
tired of sitting around at the underworld, watching people burn and scream in
agony. It’s such a terrible, terrible place down there. I was chained down
there, forever and ever. I could never get out. WRONG….I DID GET OUT!!! OTHER
WISE I WOULDN’T BE HERE RIGHT NOW! Alan’s face turns bitter and angry. Solomon:
I HATE BEING DOWN THERE, I COULDN’T STAND THAT DAMN PLACE. So guess what, I
came out a couple of centuries ago, and lived as a human. Now suppose I should
tell you the penalty of playing human in their world! Alan:
Yeah, well you were terrible at it. There is a hole that forms
underneath Alan. He gets a grip on the edge. Alan tries to pull himself up.
Nebula rushes to him and grabs his arms. Solomon:
SILENCE ALAN! Now where was I, yeeesss! So if a demon plays as human in the
mortal world, then they spend four hundred years in the eternal flame of hell.
Now guess who had to do that. ME!! AND GUESS WHO WAS THAT DAMN MORTAL WHO
KILLED ME!!! COME ON, YOU ALL HAVE TO USE YOUR POOR LEARNING SKILLS FOR THIS!
Now can I give you a hint? He is a mad man, a lunatic, and a drunk. I was too
polite in giving him the ability to live forever but that was a way for him to
develop his insanity. Alan:
What are you talking about? Solomon:
A mortal cannot live forever, that is a rule. If that rule is broken, then the
mortal can experience what it’s like to have mushed eggs for a brain. Solomon laughs furiously. His
laughter becomes silent after a while. The road shifts into cobblestones and
the urban background collapses. They now walk through the woods with tall
trees. To Be
Continued © 2012 XerclipseAuthor's Note
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