Awoken from a dreamless sleep, Aldr'n finds himself in a field of of white Roses not being pricked by the thorns of the bushes. He emerges himself to find three card men painting the white roses red at a desperate pace. Not curious in other people's activities, he found himself drawn toward the three strangers as if a comfort with their shape makes him feel at home.
"Paint the roses red, Paint the roses red. Or the Queen with chop off with our heads", the card men sang to themselves. Ald'rn placed himself besides the three, tipped his head as a child would in question.
"What are you doing"?
A card man glares at Aldr'n, "We've planted white roses by mistake, we were told to only plant the red ones. If the queen finds out about our mistake, she'll have our heads for sure". The card men shiver in fear as they move effortlessly painting the roses red.
"Oh no", one cried falling to his knee's. "We're out of Red Paint! Now the Queen will surly have our heads". The three card men began to cry holding each other and sucking each others thumb like babies.
Aldr'n rolled his eyes and growled at the pathetic men, "Find new paint".
"But we cannot think of anything that's the color red. Wait, maybe you can help us. Please tell us you know another color that is red", the three begged.
Aldr'n creep by the huddle, "Blood is red? Use blood".
The Card men's eyes widen with delight, and cheered, "Yes, we should use blood."
"But where should we find blood? We can't use ourselves since we are the only one's who can paint", Cardman said to the others. As they pondered on where they'll get the blood, all three of them looked at Aldr'n with enlightenment.
Aldr'n snarled as the Cardmen turned their brushes into shiv's and slowly creep around him with a killers smile. Patiently Aldr'n waits for the first move, keeping his eyes still on guard but not showing it only to deceive them as any skilled warrior would. Just when a single drop of sweat is about to drop, the Cardmen ganged onto him repeatedly stabbing Aldr'n as deep as the tips of their brushes could go.
Protecting the vital parts of his body, Aldr'n let's loose the urge he keeps locked away until provoked or given an order to kill. Finally he attacks by piercing one Cardmans wrist with his teeth, tasting the blood pouring down his throat only to stop when one of them stabs through his mouth only to have the brush taken away and broken in half. The three Cardmen frighteningly look at Aldr'n, regretting their decision but it did not matter. They attack him, and now Aldr'n is bored and he wants to play.
"Let's Play", He laughs pouncing the three fools, baring his claws into their card bodies ripping them to shreds. Their screams echoed through the Queen's garden, as their blood splattered all over the white roses painting them red.
"What do you know", Aldr'n says chewing on a severed jugular. "I'm painting the roses red".
As he continues to kill the three until they rendered silence, he proceeds to eat their card-like flesh and crushing their bones like a bendable toy. Until the Queen of Hearts herself disrupts his cannibalism with an army of Soldier Cards of Hearts.
"Who dares to paint my rose red, With the blood of my own cardmen? He who kills my own minions, shall lose his head", she bellows to Aldr'n making him cower like a frighten dog. He has never heard a deep demanding voice from a mean looking woman.
She smiles, "You are right to fear me my dear child, I know I am quite mean. After all who wouldn't be afraid, of Wonderlands Heart Queen".
Aldr'n slowly rose his head looking at the Queen, giving her an innocent child's smile stained in blood.
"Are you my mommy", he asks more innocent than he's ever been. The Queen's face grew bright red, her head double in size and she wrinkled her skin to form the angriest expression ever behold.
"OFF WITH HIS HEAD", she bellowed causing her guards to shower atop of Aldr'n.
Disappointed, Aldr'n innocence turned to sorrow and then to rage. He darted towards the Queen dodging the Guards blades and stealing one of them for himself. Leaping into the air, roaring as the axe fell down towards the Queen's neck cleaning it off with ease.
"Off with your head, now you're dead", he chuckled. Aldr'n proceeded to laugh manically as the Queen's body began to twitch like a headless chicken, spurting out red streams of blood, flooding the gardens. The Guards began to run only to be wash away by a wave of the Queen's blood.
While Wonderland began to turn into an ocean of blood, Aldr'n sank into the abyss laughing with no affect to drowning as the bodies crowded him turning into his own tomb. He didn't care, all he can see was red and feel joy. The world is drowning in an ocean of blood and yet his thirst isn't even close to being quench.
The glares of noon awoken the dosed assassin from his nap, Aldr'n startled realized he's been sleeping the whole time. However, a playing card in his hand seemed to be bleeding someone's blood.
It wasn't his blood
"We'll Paint the Roses Red
We'll Paint them Until We're Dead,
Don't Ask Why, Don't Twitch your Eye
All you Should Feel is Dread.
If we Won't Paint the Roses Red
We're better Off Dead"
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Aldr'n in Wonderland
FantasyAldr'n is a psychotic assassin of mine who loves killing. He loves it so much, he'll kill anyone for free. I haven't written his origin yet but I probably will if this short story of mine gets at least 5 likes or favorites. I'm new to this site, so...
