Hi! It's been a while since I've written a fan fiction… It's because I have been busy with school and everything, so sorry! Plus, my friend found alllll my documents and now she's reading them. Ugh. AMANDA SHUT UP IT'S GOOD love Kila

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"The judge." Sweeney muttered, pacing back and forth in his barbershop. His revenge was the only thing on his mind. Getting his daughter back. He needed to. "Revenge." He whispered, smiling at the ground. His plan was going to work, and he was going to kill Judge Turpin. Nellie Lovett walked in, a curious look on her face.

Sweeney walked over to the chair with his razor and sat in it. He smiled at the razors, and Nellie walked over to watch. "Love," She whispered.

"What?"

"We will get our revenge."

Sweeney smirked at the thought and leaned behind to kiss Nellie Lovett on the lips.

Amanda's POV

"How long have you been here?" I asked, with a new dress on that Johanna let me wear. It was light pink with black lace, it looked very elegant and it fit me just right.

"Every since I was a baby." She sighed, looking out the window. "I want to be free, travel. Meet people. A whole world is out there but I'm trapped in a room."

I nodded, shivering.

"What.. did he do?"

A tear rolled down my cheek and I started to wail again. Johanna hugged me close, caressing my head. "I'm sorry." She whispered, tearing up.

"He…h-he.. he… his hands were so strong… and… his breath was the worst… and… he…" I cried into my hands, praying to God that I would get out of here. I wiped my tears and looked up at Johanna. "We're.. going to get out of here."

"But how?" She looked at the door. "He keeps the door locked."

"Ever heard of window-jumping?" I smirked, grabbing multiple blankets that were in the closet.

"Jump? Out the window?" She walked over to the window, looking out. "It's too far of a jump."

"What else do we have, Johanna? We can't just run out the door if he opens it, and I'm afraid he'll do more bad things…"

She nodded, agreeing with me. Even though she didn't think it was the safest thing to do.

"Alright." She looked out the window, "Jump."

Turpin opened the door, peering his head in. My body shook of fear.

"Why are you crying?" He looked at me with a fake sadness in his eyes. I kept my head down, quivering and Johanna walked over to me.

"I see you've met Johanna, my first ward." He eyed Johanna wittedly.

Johanna comforted me, keeping her gaze away from Turpin.

"I'm going to be having a ball tomorrow and I want you both to dress up nicely." He walked towards us both, "Or another trip to my bedroom for both of you." Johanna squealed of fear, and a tear fell into my mouth. Salty tears. Turpin slithered out of the room in silence.

"Ball?" Johanna asked, crying.

"We can't…." I looked down, "I don't…"

"If we don't… we… we.." She looked up at me and gave me the danger look.

I whimpered, Johanna and I hugging, crying, and thinking of ways to get out of our situation.

Third Person POV at Mrs. Lovett's Pie Shop

"Nellie?" Sweeney asked as he got up, walking to the counter to talk to Nellie Lovett.

"Yes?"

"Remember that paper we saw… on the ground? About the ball?"

Mrs. Lovett smirked, "And I bet you want to go… to get Amanda back."

Sweeney's smile confirmed Mrs. Lovett's statement. She grinned, "And how are you gonna get in there?"

"It's an all welcome ball. Anyone can go, and I know my ways around London, Nellie." He looked into her chocolate brown eyes, wanting her, "I know my ways." She blushed. He grabbed her hand, taking her to her bedroom for another one of her fantasies coming true once again.

The next day, at 6pm

Third Person POV in Johanna and Amanda's Room

Amanda lazily pulled on her dark blue and black dress, looking at herself in the mirror. "I look pretty. That's not good."

"No, you look hideous." Johanna chuckled and stood next to her. Johanna was wearing a dark purple dress with light pink laces near the bust. Her long, blond hair was flying down her back. Amanda's hair looked the same, but in a light brown color.

Amanda smiled, and sat down on the bed. "I don't want to go to this ball." She put an earring in, "It's an adult party. And we're minors." She got up again, and brushed her hair.

"Yes, I agree. But we have no choice." Johanna was straightening her dress out. They both sighed and talked in their room in the remaining time they had until the ball.

Third Person POV at Mrs. Lovett's Pie Shop

Nellie Lovett just finished dressing for the ball. She was wearing a dark red and black long Victorian dress with lots of lace. A necklace sat on her bare neck, sparkling in the lights of the pie shop.

Sweeney Todd had just entered the room. He was wearing a black tux that Mrs. Lovett had bought for him. He looked the same as usual, just fancier because of the tuxedo. Nellie Lovett was drooling over him and she lingered over to him.

"You..you.."

"You look amazing, Nellie." He kissed her forehead and smiled at her. "You are beautiful."

She blushed, and stared into his eyes. "You look 'andsome, too, Sweeney."

He grinned and grabbed the razor out of his pocket. "Revenge… It's close."

Nellie left the room to go get Toby, so Sweeney could have his moment.

Third Person POV at Turpin's House

The ball was grand, but peculiar. It was dimly lit, with medieval decorations around the large room. People were dressed in loud, striped dresses and silly tuxedo suits. They wore masks, feathers, and lots of makeup.

Sweeney Todd, Nellie Lovett, and Toby Ragg knocked on the door, with anger and revenge in their souls. The door opened to two men with pig masks on, smiling through the masks and telling them to 'come and join the fun'.

They walked in, looking at everything, taking mental notes and watching with curiosity as many danced and drank and talked. The people all had masks on, but they didn't. Sweeney walked over to the side to grab a drink and walked around the ballroom, watching closely for Amanda—no sign.

"This is harder than I thought." Sweeney muttered to Mrs. Lovett, who was watching in fear. "Where is she?"

"We'll find 'er. We 'ave to."

Amanda's POV

"Johanna," I muttered as Johanna and I followed Judge Turpin through the halls to the ballroom.

"Yes?"

"How…" I was going to ask her how we were going to escape, but I could feel Turpin eavesdropping. "How beautiful." I lied as we walked into the ballroom, filled with strange people and décor.

It looked like a medieval carnival party. Lots of masks and banners and feathers. I stayed close to Johanna, who was wearing a mask like I was. Hers was a butterfly, and mine was a swan. Turpin's looked like a crane, long nose and all. But it was maroon.

"Now, stay in this house. I have the Beadle outside if you try to escape. Have some fun, it's a party after all." Turpin said through his mask, making his way to a group of snobby-looking folks.

Johanna and I walked to the drinks table—but it was all alcoholic drinks.

Johanna sighed. "Why must everything be adult-themed here?" Her eyes saddened through her mask.

"I think that is what Turpin is attempting to make." I wandered around the ballroom, watching many dance with a lack of grace.

Suddenly someone pulled Johanna and I into the crowd of dancing people. A man with a cow mask smiled and asked me to dance. I nodded politely, and he started whooshing around, jerking me side to side with less care if he broke my feet or not.

Johanna—on the other hand—was dancing with a young boy—Toby.

I sat on a chair far away from the center of the ballroom, isolated from everyone else. I closed my eyes, falling into a deep sleep. But you'd wonder why I would fall asleep during a party at an evil man's house, right? Well, the outcome is not great.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen." I woke up to the sound of Turpin's voice, who was standing a few feet away from me. "I show to you my wards, who were such caring women during the preperation of this party."

Preparation? I did nothing of such, I thought. Johanna walked over to me, sitting next to me.

Turpin turned around, smiling at us both. "Come, loves. Don't be shy." Johanna and I held hands as we slowly strolled over to the Judge. I felt all eyes on us.

I looked around, side to side to see if I could find an escape. I heard the story from Mrs. Lovett, what happened to Lucy. I shivered, still looking around. Then three people caught my eye. Dad, mom, and Toby all standing with tears in their eyes. I looked at them, pleading for help through my eyes.

Dad nodded, smirking a bit. Plan, I think?

Sweeney's POV

Evil judge. I slowly walked into the crowd of people who were forming around Amanda and the other girl, holding my razor to my side. I made it far enough to see what Turpin would do.

"These two girls, my wards, have been with me for a while. Well, this one here," he held the shoulder of Amanda, "Has been with me for a few days." I cringed. "And this one," he held the shoulder of the other, with the butterfly mask, "Has been with me since she was a baby. Her mother hasn't been found yet. But her father is away in prison."

Third Person POV

Johanna and Amanda were trembling at all the smirking faces that were looking at them. "And since they are hiding behind masks, I should show you their faces. They are lovely." He leaned in-between Johanna and Amanda, "May i?" They nodded, letting him take their masks off.

Mumbling filled the room and three gasps were sounded. But we all know who those are from.

Johanna and Amanda's faces were revealed to the crowd. They looked around with fear and curiosity, wishing they could get out of the situation they were in.

Sweeney Todd was in the crowd, with fear in his heart and anger in his brain. Stunned.

Nellie Lovett was holding back tears, watching the two girls.

Toby Ragg was hiding his anger by looking down at the floor, his feet moving around constantly.

Judge Turpin was reaching his hand into his pocket for who-knows-what reason, finding a paper inside it. He unwraveled it and smirked.

"I'll be right back, to all of you who came to my divine party. I have gotten a note from Mr. Sweeney Todd," Mrs. Lovett, Sweeney Todd, and Toby's face flushed. "and I must go. Emergency. Continue on until I come back." He left the room.

Sweeney walked back over to Mrs. Lovett and asked, "Stay here. I got the Judge." He smirked before running off, taking a different route to 186 Fleet Street so the Judge would not see him.

Amanda's POV

I whirled around after the Judge had gone, finding my mom standing, looking down at the ground, shivering.

"Mom!" I ran over to her and hugged her tight.

"AMANDA!" I could hear her crying into my shoulder, patting my back and hair as she did so.

"I've missed you so much, I don't know how I would get out without you. Why did dad run out?" I asked through her mess of hair.

"Amanda…" She got up. "Murder." She took her index finger and ran it across her neck, showing how Sweeney was going to kill the Judge.

I gasped, "KILL?"

She put her hand over my mouth, and smiled at the people nearby. "Ah, hush 'bout it love. Yes, 'e's gonna kill 'im." She whispered.

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"Good point." We laughed, and then I went serious. "Mom…"

"Yeah?"

"The Judge did something terrible…" Mom's face went white, and she put my face up which was now looking into hers.

"Wot?"

"He…"

"He committed rape." Johanna stepped forward, looking at my mom and I.

My mom suddenly let out a wail, now crying even harder.

"Johanna! Why did you have to—"

"Johanna…. Wait…." Mom looked up at Johanna, tears falling from her eyes. "You're the daughter of Lucy and Benjamin Barker."

Johanna hesitated then said, "I.. I think so."

"Your dad.. your dad." Mom started to cry again, now making us both cry.

Sad chapter, eh? Sorry. ;p