Not much to say really I've had bits and pieces of this fic written down for months

I DO NOT OWN POKEMON RANGER

ITALICS = thoughts of the person who's POV it is.

Tales of Almia Castle

Chapter 7

"Heh…Now unless you do what I say, I might just have to slit Kate-n00b's pretty little neck." Ice smirked, just before running his cool tongue up from my collar bone to the bottom of my chin sending me into a daze. Suddenly I felt him pull my pair of handcuffs from my belt and attach them to my ankles.

"Cuffs, now!" commanded Ice motioning to Sven's cuffs. Scowling Sven handed them over.

"Kate…Don't worry I'll find a way to save you…I promise…" he whispered gently, before giving Ice the handcuffs.

"Ahh!" I yelped as my arms were roughly pulled behind my back and my wrists cuffed together.

"Follow me and I won't hesitate to kill her." Ice hissed. I tried to hide my fear and give Sven a reassuring smile but all I got out of it was my lucky green hair ties that I bought just before becoming a Top Ranger being painfully pulled out of my hair by Ice making me hiss.

The sound of one of them clicking as it hit the floor made my heart sink. I knew they were just normal hair ties but I'd worn them on all my toughest missions and they just held so many memories so losing one of them made me want to cry.

He's being so cruel whenever I try to reassure Sven…but why?

"Kate!" yelled Sven, looking like he wanted nothing more than to kill Ice but the anger on his face quickly faded into guilt and heartache. It probably hurt Sven to see me in pain more than it hurt me actually being in pain. He always was loyal to his co-workers and, like most of the union staff, he considered us all a family.

"Your name was Sven wasn't it?" asked Ice boredly. Sven just nodded weakly. "Well Sven I hope you remember the look of pain on Kate-n00b's angelic little face because this will be the last time you will ever see her again. Goodbye." He smirked before setting off a smoke bomb and rushing deeper into the castle. Ice was moving incredibly fast but I still tried to remember the way. Well…until Ice skidded to a halt and pushed a tile in the wall because as soon as he did, another wall shot up and sealed off the hall we'd just went through. I felt the tears I'd been holding in start to spill over.

No! I won't let him see me cry!

Just as Ice looked down to see my reaction, I started to squirm and wriggle as hard as I could.

"W-woah! Hey calm down! I swear I'll slit your thought!" yelled my kidnapper but I just ignored him and continued to wriggle even harder despite how much my bruised body was screaming at me to stop. Luckily Ice realized that I wasn't going to stop until he put me down. "Damn why the hell won't you stay still?" he hissed before spotting a room and running into it.

"O-KAAAY! You stay there!" yelled Ice tossing on the king sized bed that was on THE. OTHER. SIDE. OF. THE. ROOM!

"Oww!" I cried as my as my already battered body hit the bed. It was then that the tears that I'd been trying to hide finally spilled over. I'd never felt so weak, not even Operation Brighton had worn me out as much as this fight did and that simple fact made me feel sick to my stomach. Shame, anger and guilt fought for dominance in my heart as I thought to the kiss that had been forced upon me. I was ashamed of myself for letting Ice even get a chance to do that to me. I was angry that he had dared kiss me in the first place. Finally I felt guilty because I knew I had enjoyed every moment even though I had been scared and also because I had kissed back even if it was only for a second.

I can't believe Ice can make me feel so weak and confused…this is definitely the hardest he's fought against me before. Why now?

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Ice bouncing onto the bed so that we were barely inches away from each other. I didn't need to turn over to see that Ice was smirking at me so I started shuffling as far away from him as I could.

"Oh no you don't!" laughed Ice wrapping one of his muscular arms under my waist just before wrapping his other arm over my waist. Before I could wriggle out of his grasp, the bluenett had pulled me rather roughly into his very muscular chest. Without thinking, I started calling out for Sven.

"Sven! Sven help! Don't worry about the knife just come and help me!" I screamed, terrified of what my enemy (who despite everything seemed to be a good person) was going to do to me. The kiss/make out session had made me wonder what kind of person Ice really was.

OK TODAY I FINALLY FOUND MY NOTEBOOK! I write down the story in my red notebook(that I filled ages ago) and then I type it up but for the past god knows how long it has been missing the same goes for my 2 passion perfume ones one of which shares its space with Almia castle to so gomen and thx 4 ur patience chizditto I hope this make u happy ^^