"I want that Kitty Jones arrested and thrown into the Tower of London!" Jane yelled, stomping around a makeshift office. "How dare she!"
"But she is a hero, Ms. Farrar." Alice, or Piper yelled. A few lower magicians began to agree. "Throw her in jail, we've got a whole 'nother rebellion."
"She is just a commoner, Ms. Piper! You'd best hold your tongue when you speak out against me!" Jake replied.
"And who put you in charge?" A lower magician asked. Her was a middled aged man. "We have no government, who says we must listen to you?"
A positive uproar was heard from the crowd after his response. Jane raised her hand in silence.
"If we want order, then we need a leader. I am leader material."
"Well, we should vote, and I vote for Ms. Rebecca Piper to lead us." One man said.
"I agree," said another. "She knows how to lead." And shortly after, more and more magicians raised their hands in agreement. Piper blushed with embarrassment.
"Well then," Jane said with venom in her voice. "You pick the weak one. This woman befriends commoners and beggars alike. You'll all see, you'll come crawling back to be wishing that you'd listened before. Gosh, you all are starting to remind me of Mandrake."
"And he was a hero." Piper added.
"Eat the damn food!" I yelled. "I made it for you!"
"No." Nathaniel blandly said. "You eat it. I'm not hungry." He pushed the plate fool of pasta towards me.
"Now you're just being silly! You know that I can't eat!"
"I don't really care." Nathaniel pushed away from the table in his wheelchair and began to advance somewhere in the living room. I angrily grabbed the handle and prevented him from moving.
"You are going to eat this." Nathaniel turned around and stared at me. His face was hard to read at the moment. I only hoped he wouldn't say something stupid.
"I hate you." Is all that came out. "I wish you weren't here, I wish you were back in that stupid Other Place where I left you. I did you a favor, you hated me you wanted to be gone so why did you come back?"
"Because Kitty summoned me to try and save your sorry ass!" I replied, clenching my fist.
"That's the only reason I guess...that figures, bet you wouldn't say that to Ptolomey. I bet you'd say because you loved him and cared about him but I'm a different story. You love him so much that you even take his form. Well that say a_" In one swipe of my hand, Nathaniel went flying out of his wheelchair and landed somewhere across the living room. I advanced towards him with full speed.
"Don't you ever talk to me like that again, don't you assume you know me." I warned.
"Yeah, because I'm not Ptolomey, he could talk to you like this all he wanted to right?" This boy truly was stupid, either that or he just didn't care. He slowly crawled back to his wheelchair and hoisted himself up. There he sat and stared at me. I stared right back at him.
"Is there something wrong with you?" I managed.
"Well...other than the fact that I'm paralyzed waist down, nope...I'm completely fine." Nathaniel replied. "Why? Didn't know you cared."
"I don't."
"Fine."
"Fine."
Sorry again for such a short chapter. Jane is alive...not a good thing at all, poor Kitty. Anyway, I don't own any of this. Please review and oh, check out my other stories.