Till I get you back

Chap 2
Brock kept running for what seemed like forever but he soon came to the bottom of a large door. It was easily over a hundred feet tall and was generously decorated with the typical red and orange flames. And little people that looked those cherub things with tails. He went to push the door open but pulled his hand back quickly due to the heat of the door. He looked up and was about to try again when the door opened on it's own with a loud creaking sound.
"who goes there?" a small weathered man asked as he opened the door a little but so he could see what was going on.
"um my name is Brock, I'm here because Nick stole someone of mine." Brock answered, the man looked him over.
"did He send you?" the elder man asked.
"yes, He did." Brock said.
"good someone needs to teach the brat a lesson, he will be meeting his father in a few days, your best shot is when he's gone. You'll find her in his personal quarters... be careful, son, if they catch you there's no getting out." the man said as he opened the door, for Brock to walk in. Brock walked through the doorway thanking the man as he walked past. Then Brock continued to run down the now paved road.

Reba curled up on the large bed pressing her back up to the wall. After the man had has his way he left once again turning into fire. She laid there for hours, shaking in fear as tears fell from her eyes and soaked the pillow beneath her head.
"Brock..." she sobbed "where are you?" she knew that she had to find a way out. She got up on shaking legs and saw what looked like a bikini but the bottoms were what looked like a belt with two long pieces of cloth sewed onto the front and back. She looked around for her cloths but failed to find them, she sighed and decided something was better than nothing. She put on the cloths the bra piece covered her but was still reviling. The bottoms on the other hand, were a problem for her. The cloth sewed to it was long and came down to about her ankles on both sides. She then walked around the room looking for a way out. While she was looking someone appeared in the room. She turned around faster than she had moved in a week to see Brock looking around the room.
"Brock!" she cried running into his arms. "it's so good to see you!" she cried as she buried her face in his chest.
"it's alright I'm here now." he whispered. Holding her back, but his arms felt award and unfamiliar to her. She looked up something was off. She looked into his eyes but saw no love shining in them. She backed up looking to him in disbelieve as a fire that started as his shoulders burnt away Brock like paper and left the form of the man that kidnapped her in it's wake. And evil laugh bubbling up his throat.
"how could you do that to me?" she cried, now shaking in fear as more tears filled her eyes.
"I love it when they think they're saved, then I can crush their happiness." he said stepping forwards. She stepped back and found herself up against the wall of the room. 'Where is Brock' she thought to herself, as he pinned her up to the wall. His hand burned her skin as he held to her tightly.

Brock kept running even as he knew the day was coming to an end. It was slowly getting darker and he knew the first day was up. He probably would get to the palace sometime the next day. He kept running and was surprised at how fast he was going being dead sure had it's perks.
Suddenly he heard a scream that sounded like Reba's come out of thin air. "Reba?" he called and stopped running to look around. The screaming turned into a mix of screams and sobs.
"please!... Please don't!" he heard her cry "Brock where are you?" he then realized what was happening, he was hearing what Reba was saying. It was strange but he thanked God he was able to. "Reba I'm coming just hold on, please I'm coming." Brock said praying that Reba could hear him. He started to run again with renewed resolve to save her.

i hope y'all like it so far