Reconciling
Here I am… in the dungeon deep below Ombra Castle. I still can't believe that only a week ago I was lying on my cozy bed reading my absolutely favorite book, Inkdeath. Then I was taken to this Inkworld by none other than my favorite character in the book, Orpheus. I know he was the bad guy, but he was really good at being the bad guy, but now I know why every other character (other than himself) in Inkspell and Inkdeath had hated him. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning…
A week ago I was sitting in my room, it was about nine o' clock at night with my pajamas on and I was reading the book Inkdeath. Personally, I have read the book more times then any sane person should. I was just getting to Chapter 18, A Dangerous Ally when all of a sudden the room seemed to melt from around me. I held Inkdeath close to my chest and stared around in pure shock. The blue walls of my room were replaced with stone and my bed was replaced with a dirt floor. As the new room materialized I noticed a wooden desk and a man staring over me. He was about thirty years old, chubby, and on his face was the look of superiority. At first I didn't believe my eyes, this was exactly how I imagined the character, Orpheus, to look. Wait I thought Is this Orpheus? Am I in a book? What happened to the laws of physics?!?! I just stood there like an idiot staring in shock at this odd place I had stumbled into.
The Orpheus like man's self-satisfied look turned sour. "What is this!" he yelled (looking back I was actually disappointed at the sound of Orpheus's voice. Reading the book made me think it was… well not like his was sounding right now. Sure it was soft even when he yelled and all but it wasn't how it was played up in the book to be) "The words were sounded so well" Orpheus continued ranting, "I specifically wrote that I needed a professional on all that I needed to know about those white women! Not some teenage child." "HEY" I interrupted him not knowing at the time that the man in front of me was my used-to-be-ultimate-favorite-character. "Where am I? Who are you? What am I doing here?" continued yelling.
Orpheus looked at me with a bored expression and gave me a through look down. His eyes lingered on the copy of Inkdeath I was still clutching in my hands. "What book is that?" he inquired, completely ignoring my questions. "Hey! I'm a person too you know. Answer my questions." I yelled. "Person!" Orpheus scoffed "You are made of pen, ink, and my brilliant imagination!" After that sentence it finally clicked, I truly realized I was in the middle of the book Inkdeath. Orpheus, my favorite character, for reasons I do not remember at this moment, was standing in front of me. I just stared in shock.
Orpheus misinterpreted my reason for my shock and continued, "Yes, figuring out you are made from nothing but ink and paper can be a shock to some folk. But I assure you it's true" he handed me a piece of paper, "Read it and weep." He simply said a smug smile on his face. Angry I almost shoved Inkdeath in his self satisfied face and told him to read it and weep… but I thought better of it. Instead I kept my mouth shut. Smiling Orpheus continued "Well since we got your questions done with now it is time for my question. What do you know about beings known as White Women?"
At the word White Women my eyes all but bugged out. My favorite parts of the book were the parts that featured the White Women. After I read the book I surfed the internet for anything I could find about the white women from the Inkheart series. I knew everything that could be known about those beings… Am I the "professional" on the White Women he mentioned earlier? I thought to my self on that dreary night.
After seeing my reaction to the word white women Orpheus sounded "I knew I was right! I knew I could create my own professional on the white women! Oh I knew it I knew it." He then called out the door behind me, "Farid! Get me a bottle of wine to celebrate!" He then looked at me, his face gravely serious, and "Tell me what you know about the white women."
After contemplating for a second I decided to rally off common knowledge about the white women and keep the juicy stuff to myself. I rattled off facts that I knew that Orpheus knew at this point in the book. By the time I finished Orpheus was red faced and extremely annoyed expression was plain on his face. "That's it?!?!?" he said his voice slightly elevated. "Yes" I simply said not meeting his eyes and nervously twisting my hands. Ok! I am an extremely bad liar! It isn't my fault!
Noticing my bad lying skills Orpheus nodded towards the door, "Fine, if you choose to keep information to yourself then I shall get Os to beat it out of you." He said simply, he paused letting his words sink in. The way he told me those words though extremely simple, sent a shiver down my spine. I decided to try tactics to change the subject.
"No, way Orpheus" I simply said. Hiding a surprised look he inquired, "Where did you hear my name." he glanced at Inkdeath I still held in my arms. I decided to play fan girl, "You are my absolutely favorite character in Inkheart!" I proclaimed. "I read the book over and over. I own my own copy at home, I'll show it to you if you want. All you have to do is bring me back home!" I knew it was a very stupid move, I knew it would not work either, at the time I guessed that it couldn't hurt… I was dreadfully wrong.
A/N- I hope you enjoyed my first chapter. I ask you to give me an opinion; did I get Orpheus's personality right? Was it believable? Please read and review.