The time has come. Days have passed and Fiona can use the Card of the Mysterious again. Now she must meet the Clown once more. Will they manage to learn why and how Bella the Clown's friend was cursed?
Clown: "There you are."
Fiona: "Hahh... do you have what we need a photo?"
Clown: "We do… here."
He handed her the photo a young woman, brown hair, green eyes, young and kind-looking.
Fiona: "Okay…"
She took her watch; it began to move.
Fiona: "Four hundred years ago… so…"
She took the pistol and shot herself in the head.
(Bang!)
(Pong!) (Pong!)
Fiona: "Ugh…"
She is in spirit form — in a small house…
Fiona: "This must be it…"
Bella: "Stop!... why are you doing this?"
Fiona: "huh?"
Fiona quickly ran outside and saw Bella's parents lying dead on the floor.
Witch: "You're human… you must not talk to the Clown… be his friend… He is cursed… It is forbidden."
Fiona: "huh?"
Witch: "The Clown is a guardian. But his father, Death, forbade him to have friends, forbade him to be free, to be happy… he is the guardian with the least rights because he isn't truly his son!"
Fiona: "Ugh… a guardian may not have a relationship with a human?"
Witch: "You will pay for that…"
Suddenly someone struck Bella unconscious and pushed her into the water… Fiona saw what happened through touch.
Fiona: "ugh…"
She touched Bella quickly and saw what had happened… before her stood a figure — a woman wearing a dress, four eyes, two hands and the legs of a spider.
Fiona: "That figure… Beatrice… Guardian of Lust."
Beatrice: "You dared to break the rule… I curse you here with… with a spell that makes you sleep forever. If you want to break the curse, if the Clown wants to break it… he must speak with me."
(Ding!)
Fiona then saw she was back in the village.
Fiona: "huh?… huhh!"
She saw Bella's body parts hanging in pieces…
Clown: "No… no… Bella… Isabella…"
He held her head.
Clown: "No… no… Why did you do this… hhhhh…"
Fiona: "Hhhh…"
Clown: "You damned mortals…"
He began to transform — a dark figure — pitch-black hair like ash, sharp teeth and long claws.
Clown: "What have you done!!!"
With a sudden deep voice he attacked the village, slaughtering every single person… cutting them to pieces, whether man or woman…
(Splach!)
Clown: "roaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr"
(Schwubs!)
Fiona: "Ghuhhhhhhh… hahh."
She returned to her body.
Clown: "Well?"
Fiona: "Hahhh… hahhh…"
Clown: "Hey?"
Mr. Herold: "Please be patient, okay."
Clown: "Hahhh… fine…"
(A few seconds later)
Fiona: "I got it…"
Clown: "Hmm?"
Fiona: "Your friend Bella was cursed by Beatrice — the Guardian of Lust."
Clown: "What!!!"
Fiona: "The reason was that a human may not have a relationship with a guardian. Bella was a human and you are a guardian. Also you belong to the family of Death regardless."
Clown: "Ghhhhh… and how do we break the curse?"
Fiona: "You must talk to Beatrice and persuade her!"
Clown: "She will never listen to me."
Fiona: "Try anyway — there is no other way."
Clown: "Hahhh… fine…"
Fiona: "Hahhh."
Clown: "Alright then."
(A few hours later)
While Fiona remained at the castle, the Clown set off to find Beatrice — after all, he knows how to reach her and where to find her: at the Gate of the Dark Chamber.
Clown: "Hahh… didn't expect to visit you again."
The door opened and four eyes appeared.
(gulp!)
Beatrice: "Who do we have here… Are you William?"
Clown: "Yes…"
Beatrice: "What is it about? It must be important if you dare speak to me…"
Clown: "It's about the girl you cursed — Bella. Tell me quickly how I free her."
Beatrice: "Hahahahahaha… I see… that's the thing… what do I get from it?"
Clown: "Hmmm… whatever you want."
Beatrice: "What I want?"
Clown: "Yes."
Beatrice: "Very well… I want to finally talk to the Fool."
Clown: "Our brother? Why?"
Beatrice looked at him.
Beatrice: "You two fell in love with the same girl as guardians — you broke the rules. You may not have human friends, let alone fall in love. Our father, Death, becomes angry when we break the rules. Be glad he spared you, unlike Rapunzel."
Clown: "What must I do to wake her… you said I should speak with my brother…"
Beatrice: "No… not exactly. Promise me you will find him… Father is getting impatient. One must not keep Death waiting… unless Luiz truly wants to die…"
Clown: "Hahh…"
Beatrice: "Of course… my father will not be angry if you get your Bella back when she is no longer human. That's why I cursed her to a long sleep. Wait for a moon dawn, then put her in a coffin and use a lot of your blood and the blood of a human — then you will have her back… as an undead. By the way… maybe you should speak with Holle about this. I got the curse from Holle. What exactly will happen to your friend… I don't know. That's all I know."
Clown: "Hmmm… why Holle?"
Beatrice: "She knows the most about death magic — she herself is an un-dead… so…"
Clown: "Hmmm…"
(A few hours later)
Clown: "Alright…"
He took out the card that said Witch of the Undead.
Clown: "I call you… Holle — Guardian of Lethargy and witch of the undead."
(Schwubs!)
Several mouths appeared.
Holle: "What do we have here… my cute little brother…"
Clown: "Why won't you reveal your form to me?"
Holle: "You know Death doesn't even recognize you as his son. To us, you're nothing special…"
Clown: "That doesn't matter… Tell me now how to save Bella, how to break the sleep curse."
Holle: "Hoho? You want to break my curse? The one Beatrice used back then…"
Clown: "I… please, Holle…"
Holle: "Hahhh… honestly, I didn't even know Beatrice would do that to you…"
Clown: "I know… unlike my other siblings, you were a little kinder to me."
Holle: "Hehehe… Fine. To be honest, it's very easy to break."
An eye appears.
Clown: "Hmmm?"
Holle: "You only need my blood and a card — with the card you make a contract with your beloved Bella."
Clown: "Ugh… but Beatrice said I need other things?"
Holle: "What did she say?"
Clown: "My blood, a human's blood, and give it to her at dawn."
Holle: "Uhhhhh… Beatrice is… well, she is alive. You must know… yes, that could work. But it will make Bella suffer terribly — pain every day. Also, often those who break this kind of curse try to kill themselves."
Clown: "Hmmmm…"
Holle: "Well… your decision."
Clown: "Sure. And you'll want something for your way of breaking the curse?"
Holle: "Hehehe… of course. I'll give her to you — your Bella — and you make a contract with her. But I want Bella to make a contract with me in return."
Clown: "Hmmm… only that?"
Holle: "You think that's small? Then I'll tell you: I want to know you won't do anything that displeases me. Also… how did you know Beatrice did this?"
Clown: "Your little Fiona helped me."
Holle: "Hehehe… let me guess. You showed her a photo, she shot herself, and returned as a spirit to your friend's time — she did that with the help of the watch."
Clown: "Mhm. Why did you give her the Card of the Mysterious?"
Holle: "Because she has a lot of mana… and she's cute."
Clown: "Hmmm."
Holle: "You didn't hurt her, did you?"
Clown: "No… don't worry… your blood will save her."
Holle: "Hehehehe… my blood? That's what she thinks. In truth, the ability I gave her — the Card of the Mysterious — whenever she is killed, another person dies because of a bringer of misfortune called Zephyr."
Clown: "Oh… when she shoots herself?"
Holle: "No… don't worry — that's something completely different. The pistol doesn't truly kill her; it only sends her to sleep for a while. That's all."
Clown: "I understand… clever."
Holle: "Anything else?"
Clown: "No… thanks, Holle."
Holle: "You don't need to thank me, William — I am your older sister after all. Of course I help. Hehehe. Greet Bella from me and when you see Fiona… greet her from me too."
Clown: "I will… Is there anything else I should know?"
Holle: "No… here, take the card — oh, almost forgot. Take also the ring; put it on Bella's finger so you can see her as a spirit and contract with her."
She let the card fall from her mouth; he took it. It said Dead Witch on it.
Clown: "Witch… hmmmm… interesting."
Holle: "Hmm…"
Clown: "By the way, didn't the Card of the Mysterious originally belong to Cinderella?"
Holle: "The sister of our father? No. She had a similar power called the Card of Time. This one is just a bit similar: it sends you back in time as a spirit — nothing more."
Clown: "I see. Thank you, sister. I'll go now."
Holle: "Greet Bella and Fiona for me… hehe."
Clown: "I will."
(Meanwhile)
Fiona: "Hmmm…"
Mr. Herold: "What's up, Fiona?"
Fiona: "Isn't it strange? I thought the Clown would be a creepy guardian… but actually he was just a person who was treated badly."
Mr. Herold: "Do you feel pity?"
Fiona: "A little…"
Mr. Herold: "Why?"
Fiona: "A living being — a human or any creature — always wants and needs something that makes them happy and protects them from loneliness… the Clown — that was taken from him."
Mr. Herold: "Hopefully Bella will return."
Fiona: "I hope so…"
(Meanwhile)
Clown: "Good…"
He took the ring and put it on Bella's finger; her body he had already sewn together.
(Schwubs!)
Clown: "ugh…"
Bella: "…William…"
Clown: "hahhh… Bella…"
Then he saw the spirit of the woman he loved; the woman who mattered to him smiled.
Bella: "You haven't forgotten me… but how can you see me? What am I doing here? I was still in the village…"
Clown: "This ring, Bella… are you ready to make a contract with me? Then we can be together forever."
Bella: "As a human or an undead?"
Clown: "Well… you would no longer be human — you'd be an undead… an undead witch."
Bella: "A witch… what… that means I can no longer be human."
Clown: "Exactly…"
The Clown trembled; William trembled — he was afraid she might hesitate. She smiled.
Bella: "If I'm with you… I'll be happy either way."
Clown: "Hahh…"
He pushed the ring fully onto her finger, then placed the card on her other hand. The card glowed and Bella's spirit vanished — suddenly she opened her eyes.
Bella: "huhhhh… hahhh…"
Clown: "Bella…"
Bella: "William…"
She reached out her hand; he held it.
Bella: "I… I can feel you."
Clown: "Me too…"
They hugged.
Bella: "Hehehe… I'm back… my William…"
Clown: "I'm glad…"
Bella: "William… you're not the Clown to me, you're William."
William: "Mhm…"
Bella: "Ah… so this is my body now, yes…"
Her body was full of stitched wounds; even her face had scars by the nose and eye.
Bella: "hmmm…"
William: "Yes… I'm sorry. I couldn't do more."
Bella: "It's all right… really. What upsets me most is that I can't have children anymore."
William: "um… (turns red) … wait… what do you mean?"
Bella: "I always wanted to start a family with you… William… oh, by the way… what about your brother… Luiz…"
William: "hmmm…"
(Meanwhile)
(Splach!) (Splach!)
Luiz: "hahhhh… Why are humans so boring!"
(Crack!)
Luiz: "ghhhhhhh…"
(Hahahahha… Hahahahah)
Luiz: "Hhhh… how I hate when humans dare to smile in front of my eyes… how dare you laugh and smile when I… cannot smile… how dare you…"
(Dark aura)
Black thorns sprouted from his shadow…
Luiz: "I, Luiz… Guardian of Wrath and Thorn Prince… will make sure you never laugh again in these lands… (Grin!)"
(A few hours later)
Mr. Herold: "Hahh"
Fiona: "Hmmm… here, have your tea."
Mr. Herold: "Thank you very much…"
She also had tea, sat down, and began to drink.
Mr. Herold: "So the vampire matter is settled."
Fiona: "Mhm… still, we'll have to stay here a while, at least to search for Veln, the instrument…"
(Knock) (Knock!)
Fiona: "Hmm?"
Mr. Herold: "Who could that be?"
Fiona: "That wasn't the door — it was the window…"
(Meow!)
Fiona: "Oh… Miwa?"
She stood up and opened the door.
Fiona: "Hello Miwa… Did it work?"
Miwa: "Meow."
William: "Yes it did…"
Fiona: "Ugh…"
It was the Clown — William.
William: "I only wanted to thank you for your help…"
Fiona: "Where is she?"
William: "Oh… you can come out now."
Bella came out — she had hidden in a corner. She was about 170 cm tall, pretty, brown hair and green eyes, wearing a dark suit.
Bella: "I wanted to… um… meet you, Fiona…"
Fiona: "Oh… (she's pretty) …"
Bella: "Thank you for your help…"
Fiona: "You're welcome…"
Bella: "hm…"
William: "If you ever need my help… I'm here for you, Fiona…"
Fiona: "Thank you very much…"
William: "I'll be going now…"
Bella: "Thanks again for helping William."
Fiona: "William?"
Clown: "That's my name. Clown is my nickname. William is my real name."
Fiona: "I see…"
Clown: "Good luck, Lady Mystery… you really are a detective — a talented detective girl."
He said goodbye; Bella smiled and left the balcony.
Fiona: "Hmmm…"
Mr. Herold: "Now that's what I call… a good day."
Fiona: "hmmm…"
(Meanwhile)
(Song)
Edwardson: "Oh… hahahahahahahahah…"
(Piano)
(Dong!)
Edwardson: "Oh… What shall we do with the drunken sailor… what shall we do with the drunken sailor… early in the morning."
(Splop!)
Edwardson: "This isn't funny my ladies and gentlemen… sing along… come on…"
(Splop!)
Edwardson: "Nohh… you are real party-poopers… hmm…"
He stood up…
(Splach!)
Edwardson: "Next time I'll play first then I'll kill you… hehehe…"
On the floor were corpses; he hummed as he walked out.
Edwardson: "Now that I have Veln… I'll head off hmmm where to… Rosalande. The next instrument is there — this time a melody… a sheet of notes… the Moonlight Sonata! By Beethoven!!! I'll go there in… hmmm… three days… I still have some errands in Dukewood… a bit of fun and a museum visit, and I want to eat some things here… hehehe…"
(Grin)
Edwardson: "Hmmm… (hums)"
Rosalande — a kingdom known for perfume, flowers and security in some places. It's the second largest kingdom after Dehl… speaks the Franken language.
(Meanwhile)
Luiz: "hmmm… (yawns) I'm starting to want to do something… how about visiting a tavern…"
He stood up.
Luiz: "(yawns!)…"
He walked off slowly.