this first part of the chapter is told from Becky's imagination where she adds her self into the story, and also there is an arrival in this chapter read and find out.
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the horses galloped past the large hut and to the slaves pulling it, a small figure peaked out from behind and watched in awe as the mysterious men freed the slave and the cart pulled to a stop making her trip and fall to the floor a man in a large red fur coat mounted on his horse behind her watched her with curiosity, she huddled down by the steps of the large carriage and whimpered as the other joined the mystic and Darwin.
The red bandit looked down at the strange figure, her clothes were tight fitting and as blue as the sky with a black sash tied round her waist, her face though was covered in a veil which only showed her lips, they were small and heart shaped in an alarming shade of red, the bandit frowned and turned to put on his mask, looking back at the small girl he bellowed "Step aside women." the girl slowly stood and moved till the chain around her throat pulled taught, the men's eyes grew wide and the Indian stepped down off his horse and approach her his sword unsheathed.
The girl saw the blade and whimpered trying to move away from him pulling on her chain in panic. The Indian lifted his blade above his head and she gasped as his brought it down only to sever the chain that bound her to the carriage, she collapsed to her knees bowing to the men, the Indian gently touched her back and pulled her up by her hand lifting her of the floor and walking her to the horses as the bandit lifted his gun and shot the lock off, the girl turned and gasped.
A young boy came out slowly followed by a women in a luxurious Chinese outfit. "just like a butterfly" Darwin said almost breathless, the women turned her head and saw the girl "why have you taken my nightingale?" she asked pointing to the girl who cowered away from her "she is with us now!" the indian said boldly. "As are you" said the bandit as he scooped up the princess and put her on his horse, the idian helped the nightingale onto darwins horse who she clung to.
The explosions artist shot the fuse of his bomb and they all raced off leaving the boy behind to their secret hide out, the palace in the middle of the lake. As they all went to their own favourite place in the amazing palace the nightingale wandered spotting Darwin painting his monkey and the indian blindfolding himself which made her frown behind her veil, she found where her mistress and the red bandit were talking and watched as the bandit revealed his face making the nightingale gasp, his face was handsome and strong, she felt her heart beat faster at the sheer beauty of the figure before her.
she watched as her mistress unveiled herself and she frowned as he gasped out "nurse Evelyn" she looked away knowing she could not surmount to the immeasurable beauty of nurse Evelyn, she felt a small tear flow down her cheek, she felt her heart lurch as they grew close. the bandit turned to lady Evelyn and asked "who is the nightingale?" Evelyn turned to him "she was a singer, the most beautiful singer in the eastern lands, I was taken to one of her performances by my fiancé who saw how captivated I was by her so he took her as a slave and tried to force her to sing, when she wouldn't he tortured her and she still would not sing, she would not even speak, I begged him not to harm her so he made my handmaiden..." she said softly with a sad smile, "I long to hear her again, if just her voice as she had the most beautiful soft tone they could warm the saddest of hearts." she whispered.
the nightingale cried and walked away she hid herself in a quiet corner of the palace hidden from view and pulled back her veil where she wept in silence and solitude. Evelyn sighed and turned from the bandit "may I be frank with you?" she asked him "of course" he replied, "although I've dedicated my life to god and goodness I've secretly loved throwing oranges at our priest." she said in a bored tone.
"take two turns to the left and go to the bathroom" Roy says cutting of his story and pulling Becky out of her fantasy world, Alex wiggling on her lap frowned and said "Nooo you read my note." Roy frown "What are you talking about and go to the bathroom" Alex frowned "nooo...how do you know about the priest and the oranges" she asked curiously and Becky giggled as Roy replied "everybody knows you like to throw oranges at the priest, even the priest knows! but I didn't find that out from your gibberish message" he said finally "Its true Alex everybody know about how you throw oranges at the priest when you think no one is looking" Becky said with a playful smile.
"Its not gibberish!" Alex said annoyed, she wiggled more in Becky's lap until a nurse came up to them and said "Excuse me its visiting time you all need to go back to your own wards." Becky gasped and Alex jumped of her lap before waving goodbye and dashing out the door, Becky stared wide eyed at her lap "It's that time already" she whispered a hint of fear in her tone, Roy looked down at Becky worriedly "is everything ok do you want me to come with you?" he asked quietly as a nurse walked up behind Becky and grabbed onto her chair "right now miss your father is here to see you so better go back, and Mr Walker you have a visitor too."
Becky gripped on to the arm rests with a tight grip and her breathing got heavy, the nurse wheeled her to her own ward and Annabella was there to help her onto her bed, once comfortable she walked away and came back with a tall dark haired man, he had a suit on but you could see the thick muscles under and Becky began to shake.
the man was pointed to Becky's bed and he walked over sitting in the chair next to her bed, there was a dark silence as he sad there an angry frown on his face. "h-hello father" Becky whispered playing with her hands on her lap, the man continued to stare at her "Did you think you were clever doing what you did child. Do you think it would be that easy." he whispered harshly before grabbing Becky's wrist and squeezing "you cost me a lot of money and for what so you could go and try to kill yourself and waste even MORE of my money?!" he spat as tears spilled down Becky's face, "I'm sorry" Becky whispered trying desperately not to scream at the deadly grip her father had on her arm.
"Your mother has taken your place, I hope your satisfied with yourself, she has too work twice as hard now thanks to you." he spat harshly before throwing down Becky's arm and storming off the ward. Becky curled up on herself and cried, the nurses rushed over and checked her over, they found that her right wrist was broken, they put it in plaster and put her arm in a sling while the whole time Becky just stared off into space.
By the afternoon visiting time was closing to an end and Annabella and Ellie wheeled the unusually quiet Becky back to the men's ward as the went through the courtyard Becky asked the nurses to stop, she turned to the men on the bench "your the actor aren't you?" she asked quietly which caused him to turn to her with a smug grin, which faded as he saw her face. "Your that singer, the one that tried to kill herself? My girlfriend was a big fan of yours before your accident" he said the smug look returning.
He leaned forward and whispered "if you weren't stuck in here you could have been my girlfriend" he said with a sick grin as he looked her up and down, Becky frowned and as fast as lightning she lashed out slapping him with her good hand "I would NEVER date such a pathetic lowlife like yourself, unlike your girlfriend I realise the good in people not how fat their wallets are!" she yelled as the nurses rushed her off into the men's ward.
the stopped in the door way before they both looked on her "Why did you do that Becky, don't you know who he is?!" they said shocked by her actions she just frowned and shook her head looking over to Roy who had a man with a briefcase, "You need to get off this suicide thing" he said as he stood up and grabbed his suitcase, The nurses wheeled Becky over to roys bed before rushing off to catch a glimpse off the famous actor in the courtyard.
Becky stared at her lap under Roy's gaze she heard him gasp slightly and she knew why "Oh my goodness, Becky what happened to your arm?!" he asked loudly, Becky just shook her head and stayed silent as Alex cam barrelling into the room wearing a newspaper mask.
Becky zoned out of their conversation and stared at her wrist in thought she was scared of what her father would do to her when she got out of here, she heard a jingle and looked up to Roy swallow some pills, "Roy?" she asked softly he looked at her and gave a sad smile. she looked sad and tears filled her eyes as he swallowed the last of the pills, she couldn't stop him but she couldn't leave him, not now.
Nightingale sat next to the Indian on a ledge looking down at the long way down contemplating jumping, with a single glance back her heart lurched for the millionth time as she watched Evelyn caress the bandits head as they lay on the bed. she watched them for a moment before turning back to the view as she had stood up to jump off the explosions expert Luigi said "they should not come with us gesturing to nightingale and Evelyn, the bandit stood up abruptly and asked "Why?".
Alberto stuttered "It is too dangerous! if we are captured Governor Odious will surly kill them!" Evelyn stood and nightingale whipped around to face them "you mentioned Odious?" Evelyn said worriedly, the bandit turned his head to her "He is my sworn enemy" he said, "...and my fiancé..." she said quietly, nightingale whipped off her veil, revealing the scowl on her face and the scar across her eye.
"That man...took me from my home, my family and tortured me!" Nightingale yelled in anger hatred seeping into her voice, Evelyn looked at her in shock and fainted. "I want nothing more then for that man...no...that monster to die the most painful death" nightingale said stepping away from the ledge, tears of anger and pain seeping from her light brown eyes "I want him DEAD!" she said finally before collapsing into tears, Wallace the monkey jumped onto her lap and chittered softly as she cried and the men looked on in shock and pity.
"You know what we must do..." the slave man otta benga nodded towards Evelyn, the bandit looked down and nodded and walked away they all left except the Indian, he held a hand onto the shoulder of the crying women, "I know how you feel, as does my beloved, her name was Lakshmi for she was the most beautiful girl some say she was the human embodiment of beauty and I fell in love with her at first sight...Odious kidnapped her and when she refused to unveil herself to another he threw her into the labyrinth of despair, it was there that she jumped to her death."
Nightingale placed a hand over his and squeezed "thank you for telling this...but I'm afraid what happened to me was much worse, you have not seen my face nor my body. I refused to sing for him so he cut me up so that no one would be tempted by my beautiful. he said that if he ever found out I disobeyed him I would be punished. I'm scared of he'll do to me" she finished with a whisper before waking away.
Nightingale changed her clothes she wore a backless dress shirt and a long black gypsy skirt that faded to blue at the tips. she wore her dark brown curls in a messy up do, and walked down to the riverside where lady Evelyn was tied to a post, as luigi was about to blindfold her she said "no I want to look at you till I die" the bandit sighed and muttered to himself, Evelyn turned to nightingale and asked sadly "will you sing for me one last time as I die..." nightingale sighed and nodded.
As she started to sing all the men looked at her, she sung a haunting aria that echoed through the air and filled it with an overwhelming sadness, the men turned away as the bandit raised his gun, but nightingale refused too, she would watch the women who saved her life till the very end. her song was cut off by the sound of gunshot and her breath caught in her throat as Evelyn threw her head back then started gasping for air.
"She's still alive!" luigi said in shock rushing over, nightingale fell to her knees her breath shaky and weak, tears of happiness welled in her eyes. nightingale sung once more but this song was one of joy and happiness, as the two lovers vowed to marry, this pained her but she never let it show for she knew that she was unworthy of the handsome bandits affection.
they rushed to a church to wed, where they stood witness to the act but as the bandit held out the ring the mystic stepped forward and took it from his palm and looked back at him before talking in his own language which Darwin translated.
"the mystic spies danger in your palm, you've taken too many pills, death is near." the bandit turns to the mystic "danger?" he mutters "suicide is not the answer" Darwin continues as the heroes look around " he says he also knows of a secret chant, whenever we are in danger...something about googly googly? he says if you fall asleep you will never wake up" they look around to find themselves surrounded by the governors enforcers, one strikes the back of the red bandits head as he looks at the grinning priest, the last thing he hears it nightingales scream as he blacks out.
when the heroes come too they find themselves in the middle of the desert and right there in front of them is nightingale her back exposed and leaning over a rock being whipped, her back sliced up and bloody her screams echoing through the harsh desert. two enforcers taunt the heroes with water and ice not noticing the young bandit creeping stealthily behind them freeing the bandit and handing him a gun, he shoots the man whipping nightingale and aims at the remaining two.
The enforcers leave in a hurry and the men groan tiredly, and the sound of nightingales whimpers fade as she fades into unconsciousness.
Becky fell asleep with her head on the bed again, unknowing that Roy soon followed her and Alex left closing the curtains behind her.
I know I cut it fine this time but this is a difficult scene to change and I don't want to plagiarise the film quote for quote you all know what happens next anyway =) please read and review criticism is accepted but no flames please.