Voices

Finding a place to spend the night was relatively easy. They found an inn owned by a small old lady near the outskirts of town.

They bought two rooms to share with eachother. Davie and Apathy were staying in a room while Belle and Will stayed in the other.

Apathy made Davie sleep at the foot of the bed which was a slight upgrade from the floor. They both slept peacefully throughout the night. The same couldn't be said for the other duo.

In Belle and Wills room....

Shuffle...Shuffle. Belle looked as if she was in extreme pain. Muffled sounds and voices swayed in and out of her mind. Sometimes close sometimes far. Sometimes they were a little whisper behind her ear other times they were loud and incoherent.

'Lair' 'Conspirer' 'Failure' the voices rambled in her dreaming mind. The grip on he sheets became tighter until...Snap! Her eyelids flung open and her eyes were glowing a deep purple that overpowered her silvery eyes.

She could not move for what felt like an hour before she shakily willed her hands to move to her face. She stared blurry-eyed at her palms. They were wet. She rubbed her face and found that she had been sweating.

She sat up at the edge of the bed and thought about her day. Why was she hearing voices? She didnt know. She turned to her side and Will was sleeping peacefully beside her.

'I wish I knew the words to say...maybe...maybe then my family would still be together'

She reached for her bag. They had returned to the ship briefly to get their valuables and anything they might need for the rest of the trip.

She took out her book. The same one Neyman gave her. For some reason the words on the cover page started to dance and wriggle off the cover. The only thing that remained undisturbed was the name Mama ODIE.

She flipped to the first page if the book. She was now able to read the language with the fluency of a young speaker. She breezed through about 30 pages before reaching a point in the book where it got exponentially harder to read.

The letters were more chaotic and scrambled but they had implied meaning. So you would have to remove the word from its definition and take it at face value or do the complete opposite. The rules regularly shifted and changed depending on what you were reading.

This significantly halted her pace. After a while the same thing that happened to the cover of the book began to happen to the ink splattered on the pages. They began to come to life and dance and wriggle on the pages mixing themselves up making it almost impossible to read.

Belle's eyes glowed and she whispered in the language of spirits to herself. The voices that had previously left her mind rambled briefly before mimicking her own voice amplifying what she said.

The letters on the pages seemingly became shackled and were dragged back to their original places by an invisible force. Some of then even moved around a bit more allowing the sentences to be easier to comprehend.

This excited state lasted for a few minutes before Belle became exhausted. She had never experienced something like this before. She felt that her words and subsequently witchcraft would carry more weight now.

What caused this to happen?

"Belle....are you ok?"

Belle who had been staring at the book for over an hour looked at Will. Her eyes were glowing a deep purple hue and the tattoos on her back dimly glowed. She had a hint of madness in her eyes as she stared at him.

" Yeah...I'm okay."

Will was about to turn around a go to sleep but she grabbed onto his arm right before he turned over.

" Will there is something I have to tell you.." Will turned back over. He was barely awake and his vision was blurry but he still was sober enough to listen to her.

Her pink lips trembled. She stuttered a few times before loudly exclaiming.

" Im a princess! " A small silence enveloped them and a gruff deep male voice from across the hall shouted out.

" So am I lady! Now shut the fuck up and go to sleep! Its past midnight "

Belle's eyebrows twitched but she still kept her calm and looked on impatiently for Will's reaction.

" I know. It was pretty obvious..." Before she could get another word out Will turned over and went back to sleep.

She sat there flustered and unable to think straight. She glowed a burning hot red before plopping onto her pillow. Just as she was about to close her eyes. She could hear Will's voice speak once more.

"Your my family. I dont mind if you keep secrets once in a while but just let me know if there's something on your mind. I'll try my best to cheer you up...Ok Princess?"

Belle looked at the back of Will's blonde head and smiled.

Knock!Knock!Knock!

Belle blinked awake and outside pecking at her window was Polly?

Belle's internal monologue began to ask the important questions.

'Where does this bird disappear to everytime we go somewhere new?'

Little did she know her question was going to be answered very soon. She opened the window and noticed a note attached to Polly's foot. She opened it and it read out an address in another part of this island.

She quickly woke Will up and told him about what just happened. Will stumbled out of the bed and coincidentally landed on his feet. He yawned before stretching and putting on his clothes.

" Go get Davie and Apathy. Its time to get something to eat"

Belle nodded and got ready herself before leaving Will alone in the room.

Will picked up his stick and started to perform a throwing motion with it.