Chapter 2

"Pinter, I just want to sit down and relax."

"Are you sure you don't want to think up a new plan to destroy Sheen, My Lord?"

"Not today, Pinter." Pinter knew why Dorkus was not interested in anything today. It was the anniversary of when the lady of the house was...taken.

On the one year anniversary he sat in the same chair he was now and didn't do anything but stare at the wall with a full look on his face. Pinter didn't expect anything different this time.

Then someone knocked on the door.

"Don't worry my liege I'll get it." He didn't get a response as he expected.

Pinter went and opened the door. And who else did you expect but Sheen and Nesmith. They were there despite how Nesmith argued with Sheen how it was rude to go to someone's house and demand such personal information but like always it was like talking to a brick wall. Nesmith insisted that Sheen let him do the talking but he didn't expect him to have listened.

Pinter was utterly surprised of who he found when he opened the door.

"Who is it, Pinter?"

Pinter had half a mind to slam the door in their faces right them considering the state his master was in but then he thought that they could serve as a distraction. Oh how he was wrong.

"It's Sheen my lord."

"Hi"

"Hello"

Pinter led them into the room Dorkus was in. Dorkus didn't pay attention to the new people in his house.

There was an awkward silence and Nesmith felt forced to speak.

"Hello Dorkus we had some questions for you."

Dorkus just stared at him with a blank expression.

"Yes, well, we were just in the neighbourhood... And .. We were wondering..." Nesmith knew he had to choose his words carefully to satisfy Sheen's curiosity while more importantly keeping Dorkus' feelings hurt.

Sheen cut in with,"What happened to your wife?"

A feeling like Electricity shot through the room. Dorkus' eyes became focused and his head snapped up and off the hand it was resting on. Before Pinter could try to get the duo out the door Dorkus stood up and beckoned for the two to follow him. So Sheen and Nesmith with hesitation from the latter stood up and followed him. They went threw a hallway and into a room.

The room had dark purple walls. There were four large book shelves (which caught Nesmith's attention right away) and a very comfortable looking chair in the room. Next to the chair was an end table with a tea tray on top. It looked like it hadn't been touched for months.

The most noticeable piece of the room was a life size portrait of a beautiful lady. In the picture she was sitting on a small black chair. She might have been human if it wasn't for the extreme white color of her skin, it was the color of freshly fallen snow. She had dark brown hair down to her waist, delicate facial features and a small body type. The focal point of the picture were her eyes big compared to her small face, they were a misty grey and seemed to be glazed over as if she were staring off into space.

The two were flabbergasted. "There's no way you can tell me-!" Nesmith cut him off before he said something awful. "Her...eyes?" "Yes, that is the first thing people notice about her, if you can't tell she was born blind." A look of comprehension took over Sheen's face, "Ooohhhh..." Nesmith looked defeated "So that means..the books." "There all in brail." Nesmith thought to himself "The biggest library I've seen on Zeenu and I can't read them how ironic."

"She was taken from me, by the Irkens, it was two years ago today. I wasn't home, I was at the palace, she was taken as a prisoner. This room was... Is her personal study. I haven't touched anything in this room since she...she" he couldn't go on without sobbing and he was not going to do that in front of Sheen and his pet monkey.

"Not to be rude but why are you telling us this?"

"You are the first ones to ask."

"Well we got what we came here for, we don't want to overstay our welcome, come on Sheen let's go." With that they left the man facing the portrait and left without a goodbye. Pinter was listening just outside the door, he didn't want to be in the line of fire if Dorkus went off. He spent the rest of the day there.

Outside of the house Sheen and Nesmith were talking. "This is just awful."

"Yep and that is why you me and Doppy are goin' to go rescue her."

Doppy appeared from behind a random bush.

"Yep that's right buddy."

"Oh and how do you suppose we get there let alone find the prison where she's located?"

"Silly monkey remember when Doppy was kidnapped by those weird glop guys?"

"Sheen you were lucky that worked the first time."

" You know what they say Monkey, if something's not broken fix it anyway!"

"Sheen that doesn't even make sense."

"Course not it makes dollars."

Doppy joined in, "He got you there Nesmith."

"I'm not even going to try to argue."

And with that the trio started their adventure.