Disney's Dangers: Chapter 10
"I say we just unleash them now. Those morons in the Disney Province might decide to attack at any time and I'm honestly not in the mood to deal with that annoying mouse and his friends."
The leaders of the villains were gathered in a cavern of their lair. Hades' comment brought forth murmurs of assent from a good part of the room, but others just shook their heads and curled their lips in scorn. Ursula was one of them.
"You would do well to know that patience is a virtue, fool."
Hades' flared red in anger. "Can it, Fishy! I think you'll agree with me when Peter Pan is crowing in your ear."
"You know that we have to find the pure souls, Hades. The plan won't work without them."
Hades sneered. "Do you think I'm stupid? I know we need to get all of them, but we already have the kid and the man without a heart. Why not just wake up this sleeping army and go get the rest of these souls?"
"Lucky for us though," Lady Tremaine stepped in between them, "The prince and the outcast are at our doorstep. Those fools in the Disney Province sent a rescue party and unwittingly gave us an advantage."
The White Witch yawned and rolled her eyes, "You realize we still don't have a princess, right?"
Tremaine smiled, "Don't you worry your… pretty little head about that." She curled her lip at Ursula's disgusting appearance and turned to Hades, "Wake them up, and then we'll get our princess."
Hade bared his pointed teeth in a sharks grin, "Finally!" He strode to the door, "Ladies and gentlemen, let the war begin!"
Cheers followed him out into the corridor, but Tremaine stayed silent. Her plan was almost to an end. She wanted to break Cinderella's heart. That fool Charming fortunately had been easy to take control of, and her daughters were both willing to ruin the lives of both of them. All she needed was a way to get that brat to see that Charming didn't love her, that she wasn't beautiful or special to him. Tremaine wanted her to know that she was and always would be a serving maid.
Yes, she thought smugly, that is what Cinderella deserves. This will be my revenge.
Elizabeth sat staring at the castle that loomed into the sky in front of her. Will was in there, waiting for her to come for him, she knew it.
Behind her, Ben, Basil, Eugene, Silver, and Jim were trying to come up with a plan, but it seemed they were failing miserably. There was no way easy way to get to the castle without being caught or killed on the spot.
Charming had refused to sit with the others. Instead he paced about the surrounding trees, clearly troubled by something. He kept glancing up at the towers and turrets of the castle. Elizabeth could hear him muttering something about resting souls. She wondered what that meant.
The next time Charming wandered close, Elizabeth stood and asked, "Are you okay?"
The Prince scowled at her, "Do I look okay?" But then his face softened and he didn't look so angry. Another emotion crossed his face, one that Elizabeth had come to know very well in the past few weeks. Charming was lost. Charming was looking for the one he loved. "I have to get into that castle."
Elizabeth frowned. Jim had told her that Charming was married to Cinderella. Eugene even went so far as to claim that he would kill a man for looking at her the wrong way. "Who do you love, Charming?" Her words were slow and wary; she knew she was stepping on thin ice.
"I love…I love…" Charming murmured, his eyes glazed over, "I love Anastasia."
The way he spoke scared Elizabeth. Something was terribly wrong with Charming.
"Hey!" Elizabeth turned as Jim ran toward them. "Some people just ran out of the castle, we don't know if they're friendly or not. You guys better get over here."
Elizabeth shot one last glance at Charming to find the vacant look in his eyes had disappeared.
A group of seven people was racing across the clearing before them. They could see that one of them was being half dragged-half carried toward the treeline.
"That's Riley!" Ben exclaimed, "We have to help them, they're escaping!"
The others wasted no time in rushing forward to help, but Elizabeth stayed back. Will wasn't with them, she noted sadly. But something was wrong. This many prisoners shouldn't be able to escape without someone chasing after them.
One of the escapees, Milo Thatch, was gasping. "It's amazing how we managed to sneak out, especially with Riley. He's hurt really bad."
Ben kneeled over Riley's prone body on the ground. He made no signs of moving. "At least you all got out."
As he was turning to speak with Milo again, something caught his eye. "Wait, wasn't his leg broken?"
That's when all hell broke loose.
Weapons were drawn and screams rent the air, but a single voice reached Ben's ears.
"Good job, Sherlock."
He whirled to see Riley pull back a fist, and the world went black.
Yay, we have more story conflict! Poor Ben, he didn't expect that.
This was a hard chapter to write, I think I may be coming down with a tad bit of writer's block *GASP*! Oh well, I think this might be the last chapter for a while. My family's going to Colorado next week and things are getting hectic. I'll try to continue soon!
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