Her Father's Locket Chapter 3
AN: Another chapter up! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! The story's really going to start moving now. . .I think. Hope you enjoy the chapter! PLEASE READ! Thanks to the helpful and instructive criticism of GypsyXxXQueen, it has come to my attention that I DONT HAVE A SINGLE DETAIL IN THIS STORY!! Ya, so hopefully I am going to squeeze in what Aleena looks like in this chapter. Personality for Aleena. . .I don't know yet, I will figure that out in another chapter. If you want to see a drawing of Aleena go to deviantART. You will find the link on our profile.
Disclaimer: I have no claim over all of the original characters. . .only the ones that come from the depths of my mind.
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The first tomato splatted across Quasimodo's face. I wrinkled my face in disgust as many people started to throw various objects at Quasimodo. One person decided that he needed to be tied up, so he threw a rope around Quasi's neck pulling him down like some show animal. I couldn't watch anymore, so I searched for a place that I could go to.
Finally I found a small hole that was just big enough for me to fit in. Inside the hole was a tiny, dark cave with many peices of large broken glass. The light that shone through the opening added a bluish glow to the cave. Everywhere you turned there would be another reflection of you. There was a giant grey stone in the middle of the cave. Sitting down slowly, I stared into a reflection of myself.
My coal black hair cascaded in gentle waves to about my elbows. A maroon ribbon held back one side of my hair while the other was kept down. Though most gypsies have tan skin, mine was a chalky white. My eyes were as grey as the clouds on a stormy day. The dress that I was sporting had a corset with a line going down the center. My under-dress poked out at the top and provided sleeves that went drooped down on my shoulders, while the bottom made a skirt. Over all I wasn't very colorful. The corset on my dress was as black as my hair and the under-dress was a maroon color, just like my ribbon. My shoes were black too. The single line that went down the middle was the same color gold as my anklet and my hoop earings.
I sat starring at my reflection for what seemed hours. My thoughts were lost, I couldn't even see what was going on around me. That is until a bright flash filled the cave and loud thunder was heard. Whatever light was in the cave was gone because of the looming clouds. I got up and carefully stepped on the broken glass at my feet. An almost sickening crunching sound was made with each step. I crawled out of the little opening.
Rain was poring down. Guards surronded Notre Dame. I whipped my head around franticly, searching for a familiar face. I saw no one. I ran from my spot and to where Quasimodo once was. Remains of thrown food was everywhere, making the dull ground to look almost colorful. I was starting to panic. I could not see Esmeralda or any of the gypsys causing me to stick out like a sore thumb. I opened my mouth to yell to anyone who would listen. Suddenly a hand covered my mouth and dragged me to an abandoned alley way. I struggled and kicked at whoever was holding pulling me. The hand let go of my face, but kept pulling me away. I looked up and realized it was only Clopin.
"What's goi-" I started to ask but Clopin shushed me before I could finish. He searched around to make sure no one was following us. I furrowed my eyebrows. Together we went to the opening of the Court of Miracles. He turned around and started to answer my unsaid questions.
"Esmeralda tried to save Quasimodo and ended up having to call sanctuary in Notre Dame. Frollo wanted to make sure she was captured so he put guards at every door. The gypsys fled because Frollo was getting ready to arrest any gypsy in sight."
"What! This is terrible what are we are we going to do? WehavetogobackandgetEsmeralda!" I was talking so fast that my words were starting to get mushed together. All of a sudden Clopin kissed my cheek, silencing me.
"Don't worry," He assured me, "Esmeralda will be fine. Someone is there to help her." I could only nod. Clopin continued to pull me down the stairs in into the sewer. With my free hand I touched the spot where he kissed my cheek. A warm feeling spread throughout me despite the cold sewer. I smiled. We made it to the Court of Miracles. It was the usual hutsle and bustle, except something was different, something was missing. And that was Esmeralda. Tears started to flow down my face like a trickling creek.
Clopin and I went to my cabin. He and I sat down and I had some water. It was silent in my cabin, dusk fell and Clopin left my cabin. I slipped on my nightgown and snuggled under the covers. I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep.
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In my dreams I saw Clopin. We were running through what seemed like endless fire. Lava flowed out of Notre Dame. I kept looking over at Clopin, he looked afraid. I felt as though I knew a secret. The scene changed and it was bright and happy, everything was ok. Clopin was there again. It almost looked like a festival. I reached toward Clopin, he was smiling at me. The whole scene started to go away from me everything was disolving into one color, then dissapearing at once.
I slowly opened my eyes to Esmeralda shaking me. I looked over at her.
"Five more minutes," I demanded turning over. My eyes shot wide open. "Esmeralda!" I screamed. "When did you get here how did you get back?"
"I got help from a special friend," She answered. I thought back to what Clopin told me Someone is there to help her. I embraced Esmeralda,
"I'm glad your back," I whispered.
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Hey yall. I finished another chapter. I won't update for a while because I have to update my other chapter because I have two people expecting to be in it and I don't want to keep them waiting too much longer. Please review! The button to do it is right down there! More instructive criticism would be helpful!
Clopin ROX!
Kiera ;D