The portal Hendrix tossed Cara The Chieftain of The Junta Tribe through happened to be a gateway to The Industrial Elven Kingdom. She fell from the sky like a fallen angel, safely landing in some hedges. Cara climbed out of the hedges, breathing heavily like a racehorse. She looked around and realized that she was in a garden. A rather bright and colorful garden filled with different types of exotic flowers and small innocent animals like rabbits, foxes, birds, and squirrels. The whole garden smelled divine like a mixture between lemons and oranges. Even though Cara didn't know where she was, she couldn't help but put a smile on her face. " Ah, this place smells incredible!" " I wish the North was exactly like this garden other than an icy wasteland filled with predators." I wonder whom this place belongs to." Cara decided to do some exploring. The garden was huge. She came across a pond. Lily pads and frogs resided in the pond. Cara was thirsty and hungry. She decided to take a drink out of the pond. Cara placed her hands into the pond. Jeez!" That's cold!" Hmm." I hope this water takes good." It looks good." I sure hope it tastes good. Cara scooped some water into her hands and drank it. Cara's eyes lit up with excitement. Strangely, her thirst was quenched. This water tastes fantastic!" This has to be the cleanest and tastiest water I have ever drunk!" Even though her thirst was quenched, she continued to drink the water out of the pond. Her chest and stomach became cold. Cara had a smile on her face. " All I have to do now is find something to eat." Cara left the pond. She then came across a variety of trees that had recognizable fruits on them as well as unrecognizable fruits. She saw her apples, oranges, peaches, pears, persimmons, plums, and pomegranates. However, she ignored all trees, except one. The one tree she did look at was away from all the other trees. This tree Cara had her eyes on was tall and leafless. Even though the tree was leafless, glowing and pulsating fruits hanging from the branches made it look sort of similar to a Christmas tree. Cara approached the tree. The minute she came towards this tree, the mood and environment changed. I wonder what fruit is this?" Hmm." I wonder if it's edible." Cara hopped off the ground and pulled one of the glowing and pulsating fruits from the branches.
She sniffed the strangely glowing fruit. It didn't have a smell. Cara placed her ear to the pulsating fruit and also heard a noise that sounded like a heartbeat. Cara quickly tossed the fruit and the ground and stomped on it. As soon as her foot touched the fruit, it exploded. It turns out that the fruit wasn't a fruit at all. It was actually a parasite egg waiting to be hatched that contained a nasty little parasite that the resemblances of a worm, centipede, grasshopper, and the mandibles of ant. The parasite began screaming. It started slithering it's way towards Cara's foot, trying to find it's first host. But Cara wasn't having it. She stomped the parasite into the ground. She scoffed and turned around approaching the trees that actually had fruits, edible fruits on them. She grabbed a apple and started eating it. While eating the apple, she saw a gate. A big black gate. Cara ate the entire apple. The core and the seeds. She didn't like to waste anything. Especially food? No way. Cara cleared her throat and started approaching the black gate. Suddnely the black gate creaked open. Cara ran to for cover. To hide. She ran behind some hedges. A middle age man with salt and pepperish hair, and a styled mustache walked in. The middle aged man was dressed in a butler's apparel. He carried a silver platter that had chocolate and banana muffins on it. The garden wasn't only a garden, but was also a grave.
The grave was for Hendrix's wife, Diana. The middle aged butler that walked in was Diana's butler. Ever day the butler came to the gardens with a silver platter of Diana's favorite muffins. The butler shut the gate behind him and started walking to Diana's grave. Cara did her best not to be seen. The butler walked past the hedge Cara hid in. Some how he knew someone was around. Ok you can come out." There's no reason to hide." Cara sighed. She got from behind the hedge and revealed herself. Who are you?" A grave robber?" Have you come to steal Lady Diana's values?" Cara was confused. " Who's Lady Diana." The butler popped his eyes out of his head. " Oh, you got to ask questions." You're not from around are you, Ms?" Cara decided to tell the butler her name." He was just a harmless old butler. What could he possible do? " My name is Cara, Chieftain of The Junta Tribe of the now unseen North. " Who are you?" The butler sighed and said: I am Reginald Wilson." Now back to main topic." Are you a graverobber?" Cara sighed. No." I'm an acquaintance of The Industrial King." The butler scoffed. " Prove it." Cara sat on a water fountain saying: Sit down with me." It's a long story."
A couple of hours later..
Cara told Reginald her story." Please excuse my apologies madam." I didn't know." Cara smiled. " It's alright Reginald." You didn't know." If it was anyone else they would of also classified me as a trepasser or theive." So no worries." Reginald nodded. Cara was curious to know about Reginald. " So what's your story?" Reginald raised his eyebrow. My story?" He sighed. " It's a journey." An entire book." A heartbreaker." Are you sure you want to hear this?" I'm pretty sure you have other things to attend to rather than listen to a old butler's story." No it's ok." I generally have nothing to do." I'm all ears." Reginald nodded. " Good to know." But before I start?" There is something I must do. Cara was confused. " What?" Reginald smiled. Come madam Cara." Just follow me." Reginald took Cara all the way to Lady Diana's grave which was filled with roses, candles, pictures, and muffins, obviously placed their by Reginald. Reginald kneeled down on his knees and clasped his hand together, praying. " Oh Lady Diana." I wish you the best on your journey to your next life." You were a great woman." You treated everyone with respect."
Even those who were criminals." You will never be forgotten." You'll always have a place in our hearts, especially my heart." I come with some roses and your favorite muffins." Chocolate and banana." Usually the animals around the garden would eat the muffins placed there, but for some reason they weren't eating the muffins now." Reginald took the muffins off the silver platter and placed them to the sides of the giant and glorious headstone. Reginald bowed again and started scratching his point elve ears. He picked the silver platter off the ground and shoved it between his left arm. He turned around and looked at Cara. Do you still want to here my story, madam." Cara nodded. " Yes." I'll love to. Cara and Reginald walked back to the same water fountain they were by earlier, only to find some bodies laying in a blood. The corpses were the gardeners that helped kept The Garden of Diana alive. Reginald looked shocked. " What?!" What's going on?!" How did this happen?!" Reginald went to check the pulses of the gardeners. All of them were dead." Cara placed a serious expression on her face, clenching her hands into fists. She looked into some bushes and saw a figure wearing a t-shirt, a hoodie, some black jeans, running shoes, The figure wore a creepy smiling mask that looked realistic as if it had been stitched together with human flesh, equipped with his long and sharp claws.