..."Well, I guess I should go get ready. Today's my big day."Jason said as he got up from bed."He went to the rock outside and tiredly sat on it. The moment he was done, he went to his room and opened his closet, then brought out his suit and red tie. When he was done, he sat on his bed in his room waiting for his crids to ring. It was a special kind of phone that could do anything. Jason didn't really care that he was going for a wedding, he only wanted to be with Ivy instead. He wouldn't mind if Ivy was his wife... except, he was a 17 year old teen, who knew nothing about marriage... and Ivy was dead. Even if he was a man and he married Cyril, he still wouldn't mind if Ivy was alive and his friend... just a friend. But it was too late. Ivy was dead, He's far from home and he was getting married to a beautiful and powerful goddess of some kingdom or something like that, with the name... Delijah. Things weren't just going Jason's way.
RA-CLICK! RA-CLICK!
The crids finally rang."Hey, Cyril."Jason said in an excited way."Hey, Jason. I'm sending two guards to come dress you, give you a manicure and get you really ready for our wedding."Cyril said."But I'm..." Too late. The call was cut and two unknown freaks were coming to get him ready when he already was. That was when Jason realised... that he had to stop thinking negative thoughts about himself... about Cyril! She's a goddess. She could have probably read his mind by then. He had to calm down and not lose his cool.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
The manicure guards were already at the door. Jason ran and opened the door with a smile."Why Hello! Are you Jason? Jason Shcrews... The husband-to-be of our beloved Queen Cyril."One of them said. He was tall and skinny in a way. He also had a light green complexion."Yeah...I am."Jason said and they both got in."Oh my goodness, No wonder the Queen wanted us to dress you. Your clothes are so... Blech!... let's just say terrible. No fashion in these. They're too plain black."He said and waved a hand and a chair appeared. He had this British accent. Jason sat and the man poofed up some items and they started. The other man, as silent as he was, he was very gentle with the foot washing, and the toe, ankle and heel massages. Jason closed his eyes as they massaged him gently, making him feel like a King. Well, he was going to be one if he marries Cyril...a powerful human King with servants this work for you and powers to enjoy.
After some time, Jason was done and a horn was blown, after that came the two blows of a trumpet. With the escort of some of the Queen Cyril's guards, Jason walked into the palace like a King. The palace was so well decorated that Jason began to wonder if it took a billion years to decorate all this, but it all came from the snap of a finger. Then came another horn, then two more blows of the trumpet."Ladies and Gentlemen, I am here to introduce your Beloved Queen Cyril!"A voice said with a megaphone. Cyril was being escorted by guards and maids. Guards on the right, Maids on the left. Cyril's face was veiled with a blue material made from silk."I might not see your face, but I know that you look even more beautiful than you ever had been. And yes, I'll be happy to live the rest of my life with you."Jason said to stop everyone from staring at him, since he was the only human. Cyril smiled with satisfaction.
He really loves her!...
They're a perfect match...
That was all Jason could hear from the crowd."Quiet! Summon the priest! Tell him we're ready."The head of the guards said to the others. They quickly ran and some stumbled into a room with a red cloth covering it. They seemed to respect the chief guard. After some minutes, an old man with a staff slowly walked out of the room. He had a violet colour skin and a bald head. With support from his staff and the chief guard, he reached their(Jason and Cyril) spot. He sat on a cushion on the floor and so did Jason and Cyril. He sprinkled some red dust into a little plate and said some incantations, then blue flames appeared in the plate. Then, he brought another little plate. He put some red dust, pink petals, shredded orange substance and mixed it together."I bless this marriage with the spirit of the Delijah god."The priest said and raised the bowl with mixed stuff inside and rotated it around their heads, while saying some incantations. After that, he duplicated the bowl with mixed stuff and gave one to Cyril and the other to Jason. They were asked to walk round the bowl of blue flames three times while holding the bowls.
After that, the priest got up."Is there any one of you who is against this marriage between Queen Cyril and Jason Shcrews?"He screamed with a loud voice and the crowd was silent. " I am!"A voice called and a feminine shadow with a dark black cloak jumped down from the floating benches. She had a familiar voice."I will never support this marriage!"She said."Who are you and why don't you support it?!"Cyril asked, unveiling herself."Who am I?! Well, I'm the 16 year old teen you trapped and tried to kill in the Chamber of Death! The teen you left in an enclosed box filled with water to die. I'm the teen that you stole her boyfriend and tried to marry him! I'm Ivy Creame!"Ivy said and took off the hood from her cloak."Ivy! But, Cyril... you said Ivy was dead! You said the universe chose you to spend the rest of your life with me... You lied to me! I'm done with this!"Jason said and walked over to Ivy."Hey, I'm..."Jason was cut short."I don't wanna hear it."Ivy said and walked closer to Cyril."What do you have to say for yourself?"Ivy asked Cyril."I...I...SCRAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"Cyril screamed. She was outta control. She lost her mind. Her eyes were blood red. Her hair was flying high her clothes turned black. She grew fangs and tentacles. She was a freakish monster. Jason and Ivy quickly hid behind a table."What happened to her?"Jason asked Ivy."She practically lost control of her power... She's an evil monster demon or something. We can stop her if we..."Ivy said but couldn't finish... Cyril grabbed her with her tentacles."You're mine now! SCRAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"Cyril screamed.