A.N- Hey guys! I have just become addicted to this new show House of Anubis. And OMG it is awesome! So here's the story! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer- I am 13 years old. I live in America. So how do you suppose I own a BRITISH Nickelodean show? Well you don't need to suppose. You know why? Because I don't own it.

Fabian's POV-

I knew we needed more practice.

I knew it was wrong to put them both on a danger square.

I knew that the statue guarding her was iffy.

I knew that her route could have gone either way, up or to the left.

I just wanted to get to the mask faster.

I thought I was doing what was best for her.

I thought that by putting her on that square she would be safe.

If I had known what would happen, I wouldn't have done it.

If I had planned more, maybe she would still be here next to me.

If I had double checked the move, maybe I would've realized it was a mistake.

If I had cleared my head and focussed only the game I would have been able to save her.

But now she had fallen.

Now she was lost.

Now she might have some broken bones or even worse, she could be dead.

Now we had even less time to save her.

And it was all my fault.

Nina's POV-

"Fabian?" I asked as the statue turned to me. He was leaning forward in his chair, as if knowing something was about to happen, but he wasn't aware of the message. The statue's sword tip was right in my face. Amber started to get freaked out and Patricia looked ready to throw the whole game and come get me.

"Fabian? What do I do noooooooooooooowww..." I screamed as I fell through the floor, my last vision Fabian's face breaking into horror as he screamed my name.

I thud rang through the room as I landed on the ground. Fabian's screams sounding in my ears as I blacked out.

House Of Anubis

My eyes slowly adjusted to the dim light of the room I had so unceremoniously dropped into.

"Uh..." I groaned, my head throbbing. I held my hand up to my head, rubbing gentle circles on my skull. My arm was bruising, even in the dark I could see the blue and purple marks forming. Cuts and scrapes were stinging my legs.

"What happened?" I asked myself, not really expecting an answer. So of course I jumped when I did.

"Your friend failed to get you to the other side of the board. So, as it was Robert's wish, you fell through to this dungeon." I gasped.

"Victor?" I questioned.

"No, that is my worthless son, Victor Rodenmeier Junior, no I am Victor Rodenmeir Senior. I too, fell down this hole when I failed the game of Senate," he told me.

"Did you ever get out?" I asked him.

"No. Nobody came to get me, so I was left here to rot."

"My friends care about me too much to leave me here. They'll get me out. I know it." I told him with convidence hard to muster up.

"Well I wouldn't be so sure. To get you out they have to finish Senate. And then there's the choice."

"What... choice?"

"There is a choice at the end of the game. Your friends can either decide to save you, or they can get the mask."

"WHAT!"