It had been two days since the Count of Variado had banned Timpani and Blumiere to see each other. It was quite strange really. Timpani had done naught to anger him, nor did she do anything to Lord Blumiere, but yet she couldn't see him.
To make matters worse the mayor, Madame Rose, had decided that the people that lived in the castle were a force to which wanted to destroy the town, so now the townsfolk were going to try and kill the Count and all the people of the Dark Tribe.
It had been noon when the mayor made the announcement, and Timpani had been there.
"Attention everyone! As your mayor I wish to keep you all safe! And so I hereby declare that the Dark Tribe, which thrives inside the Castle Variado, must be destroyed, for the greater good of the human race!"
Timpani jumped up from her seat.
"NO! THERE PEOPLE ARE KIND!"
The room was filled with gasps.
"And how would you know of this?" asked the mayor
"……..because…I am friends with one of them!"
The entire room was filled with gasps, her mother and father stood.
"Your honor please disregard our daughter! She must have gone mad from all the events lately! We assure you all that she doesn't know any of those Creatures!"
Timpain turned to her parents.
"Mother! Father! You where there! You saw him! You know!"
The mayor gasped, as did everyone else.
"What's worse! She is friends with one of the men from that retched race! That is it! The Dark Tribe is to be destroyed! To protect the people of this town, they must be killed!"
Timpani sat looking out her window, tears falling down her face.
If all the Dark Tribe was like Blumiere than many innocents would be killed…she had to stop it! She had to stop a war!
Timpani ran to her bed and pulled the sheets off from it. Running to the window she let the sheets fall, creating a rope with which she could climb out. Slowly she moved her way down the rope and ran down the dark streets of the town, praying she could find Blumiere in time.
At this same time a large army of the townsfolk marched up the mountain, toward the castle, to kill the Dark Tribe…and Blumiere.
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Blumiere sat in his room, the tallest tower of the castle, and looked out. Suddenly he jumped up, he saw the army of humans marching this way.
Wait…if father sees them he will have them killed…..NO! What if Timpani!
Blumiere suddenly ran to his bookshelf that was propped on the right wall, using all his strength he pushed it aside revealing a staircase. A hidden escape route…
Blumiere grabbed his cane, hat, and cape. Clasped them on, and ran down the stair.
Please Timpani…be safe…
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The Count was sitting in the Throne Room, his harm propping his head up, fighting off sleep. He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.
"LIES LIES! WORTHLESS FLIES!" cried the Satures as they burst into the room.
The Count looked up at them, astonished that they had not entered formally.
"What ails you Satures?"
"Evil marches up the hill, each one ready to find and kill!"
The Count stood and slammed his cane into the floor, Nolrem appeared next to him.
"Nolrem! Show me the humans!"
Nolrem lifted his crystal ball and everyone looked into it.
A large army of the humans, carrying torches and swords, marched to the gate outside. Each one with the intent to kill.
The Count looked to the captain of the guard who had just ran into the room.
"EVERYONE TO ARMS! AWAKE! AWAKE! TO ARMS!"
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Timpani ran through the wood and reached the spot that she had met Blumiere in two days prior. She sat down to rest, she had ran far and hard to reach where she did. But the army had already reached the gate, it was too late.
A voice, as quiet as wind, whispered to the night.
"………..Timpani….."
Timpani glanced around, searching for whoever made the noise.
"….Please…..run away…far….far away…."
It was Blumiere's voice, but he was nowhere around.
"BLUMIERE! PLEASE! I NEED YOU! PLEASE!"
But there was no one there, no one but the bugs and animals of the wood.
Timpani fell to her knees as she heard a loud bang and a volley of screams from the castle, the attack had begun.
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The Count stood in the Throne Room as the army reached the gates.
"Everyone to arms! Protect the book!" called the Count.
"Light…shadow…never ending fight….in this plight we shall see…the war will end this land…"
The Count suddenly turned toward where Blumiere's room was. Nolrem stood at the Count's side.
"Does something ail you my lord?"
The Count smiled.
"I am needed elsewhere…Nolrem…take the Prognosticus and go…go to Flopside…with speed…"
The Count walked away, toward the stair to Blumiere's room.
The Satures screamed as the castle shook from the force of the people outside.
"WAR! DEATH! THE END OF ALL WORLDS! DARK BOOK! DEATH! WE SHALL FALL! WHILE HE STANDS TALL!"
The Count burst into Blumiere's room, only to find that the young lord was gone.
A low growl began to form in the Count's throat, one of wich was heard inside and outside the castle.
"BLUMIERE!!!!!!!!"
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Blumiere ran out into the dark night and saw the army attacking the gate, each one pounding on it, demanding entrance. Running with all his might the young lord ran, trying to find Timpani before it was too late.
Suddenly a voice rocked the wood, his father.
"BLUMIERE!!!!!!!!!"
His father knew…it was too late…Timpani was to die this night, unless Blumiere could save her.
Timpani…please…be safe…
