A/N: AYEEE SEE WHAT I DID THERE? A. A. A.! I'm so clever :D (sike) Honestly, I'm not a fan of this chapter T^T I'm sowwy this is kind of...bad. Nothing really makes sense...oh well :)

I don't know how long I've been under ground. All I remember is going to touch a spinning wheel but then slipping and hitting my head on the floor. My head still aches and feels like it'll explode any minute now.

I don't know why I've been knocked out for so long or why no one would even check for my breathing. It's really ridiculous. To end up in a box six feet under, waiting for your death. Also pretty depressing. I've already spent what felt like hours crying and scratching at the casket. My hands are sticky from my blood. And I've made a tiny whole in the wooden casket.

Once I break the casket, I'd have to climb up from six feet under. Pretty hard stuff. I've been analyzing it all through my mind.

It took me a while to process that I was in a casket. Why would they be so quick to bury me anyways? This is all too strange.

~ After miraculously getting above ground~

I didn't think it was possible! I did it! I made it out! This is insane. It was difficult, very difficult. But I managed, and now I'm taking in fresh air.

I run inside the castle, not realizing how horrid I must look. My eyes were bloodshot, my dress was ripped in places, and I was covered in dirt.

Everyone looks at me strangely, as if they didn't know me. All of a sudden, all of the guards pounced at me, knocking me out.

I wake up in chains.

"Who are you?" My father says coldly with the tiniest hint of fear.

"Your daughter." I cry out.

"Don't you dare mention my dead daughter again, or you shall be hanged."

"Please, Daddy, look at me! I am alive! I'm not some peasant breaking into the castle!"

He slaps me across the face, holds me by my neck, and I tremble in fear. Hot tears stain my cheeks. How does my own father not see that I'm his daughter? He kicks me in my gut, asking me why and how I've broken into the castle. I just sit there, crying in great fear.

He pulls out his sword and draws it to my neck. I squeak, my hairs sticking straight up. He raises his sword and slashes my arm, making a deep gash. I scream in pain as more hot tears trail down. He keeps cutting me and cutting me, eventually leaving me there to bleed out. I feel my self lose patience, along with sanity...and consciousness 'cause I'm bleeding out here!

Merryweather's P.O.V.
"Who was that young girl who broke into the castle? She frightened the living magic out of me!" I ask the king.

"Some peasant girl who claims to be Aurora. How dare she mention her name..." he replies coldly, I could see the tears in his eyes.

"Flora, Fauna, and myself shall go check up on her. What if it's really Aurora?"

"HOW CAN AURORA BE ALIVE, HUH?! SHE IS UNDERGROUND! SHE COULDN'T HAVE CRAWLED OUT!" Tears were streaming from his face when he said this.

"Sir, we raised Aurora to be strong. She is stronger then you think. I'll go check up on the girl. See if it is...her."

   He only nods, plopping on his throne wiping his eyes.

I fly down to the girl as fast as I can. I hear a slight sobbing. I follow the sob and see a girl in a pink dress, swimming in her own blood. She's covered with what I could only guess as dirt.

"Aurora? Is that you, my dear?" I say cautiously.

   She sniffles and coughs before turning around to face me. Her bloodshot eyes go big with joy and relief.

"M-merryweather..." she struggled saying my name.

   I gasp and unlock her chains.

"A-Aurora?! How did you ever survive?! Oh, my darling!"

   She yells as I squeeze her. I notice my hand pushing on one of her gashes. I scream and remove my hand.

"Oh I'm so sorry. So, so sorry!"

   I heal her and she suddenly escapes my grip and runs upstairs. Oh jeez.

Aurora's P.O.V.
I see my father and jump on him.

"HOW COULD YOU?! HOW COULD YOU TRY TO KILL YOUR OWN DAUGHTER!" I yell while choking him, grabbing his sword.

   He looks at me with tears threatening to spill out of his eyes.

"A-Aurora?"

"Too late for that now." I say before slashing his throat with his own sword. He chokes on his blood. I enjoy the sight, I really do. The rush is amazing. All of a sudden, I feel something stab me from behind.

I shriek in pain, looking at the sharp object in my chest. It's really ridiculous how I technically died three times. This will be a kind of...cool story to tell in Hell ;)