Note from the Author- Okay, you're probably wondering why this chapter is so short. Well, I tell you: IT'S A PROLOGUE! Sheesh, people these days… Anyways, ON WITH THE STORY!
Disclaimer- Oh and I DON'T OWN NEOPETS- JUST MY OC'S! Otherwise I'd be making a fan website by now.
Did you ever wonder to what happened to the Darkest Faerie after Tor and Roberta successfully beat her from taking over Neopia? You might think that she's dead, but… I tell you the real story. No adventure ever passes me.
The Darkest Faerie sat on the hay covered floor, her head in her hands, grieving. The metal doors slowly, slowly creaked open half way. "Great," She thought. "Executioners coming to take me away." Two Neopets slipped through the door. Immediately, she jumped to her feet, using her first defense, her fists. She knew who they were. But before she could punch, the two Neopets showed peace. She gradually put her fists down.
"Ahh… Tor and Roberta. What brings you here to my dungeon?" The Lupe and the Asia sat down on the hay covered floor. "What happened to you?" Tor asked. "What happened to you?" She scowled. 10 or so seconds past, and Tor said, "Look, we just want to help." She went back to burying her head in her hands. "You wouldn't understand, or for that matter believe me." She mumbled.
"Please. We want to help; we'll believe you." Tor waited. Roberta looked at him like he was out of his mind, but as 30 seconds past, Roberta spoke up. "Yes, we want to help."