Hey my readers. This chapter is dedicated to Luxa since we don't seem to be giving her much attention in the story thus far.

On a side note I realized my readers think I'm a girl. That was awkward, says the 19 year old guy. *Keeps reading 6th grade fiction books*

Enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Underland Chronicles. I wish man.

Song Of The Day: Let Her Go - Passenger

Chapter 10: Confined

Luxa slowly opened her eyes to the faint green lighting of her cave. Her own personal cave.

How lovely.

There really wasn't much Luxa had to do. She spent her days shackled to a stone pillar in the palace of the slashers. She spent her days dreaming of rescue. She imagined Ripred, her bond with all his versatility would come and rescue her somehow. He would probably come with Aurora and Howard. Mareth. God she didn't even know if he was still breathing.

"Mareth do you still have time?" she let the tears fall freely from her eyes. Her relationship with her coach had been rocky but if Vikus was like a father to her than Mareth had been like her uncle. It was unbearable to think of losing someone else in her life.

When she was conscious these were her thoughts. Then the Slashers would come in carrying a bag of baked bread and cream sauce for her to eat. Every day, right on time, just as she woke up. The green plants which gave off light seemed to get brighter and dim as time went on. It was quite amazing.

The bread and cream sauce was delicious. Rather good food for prisoners. Well if she had been able to swallow it. She couldn't say they were horrible hosts, a great deal better than Solovet would have ever treated her prisoners. She was even regularly bathed. She was treated well and she hated it.

However she shuddered at the thought of the time she spent in the dungeon. Three years ago. When she was asleep it was as if she were living once more three years ago. Thrown in by him of course. She groaned at herself. She had let him cross into her mind yet again.

She could only see him when she slept. She saw his face, his gentle touch, and his quirky lack of knowledge regarding Underland etiquette. She smiled. Thoughts of him were the only thing that made her smile in this confinement. In her dreams as the organic emerald plants would dim their lighting, she would only see him. His deep chocolate colored eyes. The scars on his wrist, and the cut on his face. The bruise on his back and the pain in his eyes she could see when he had lost Ares. She saw all of it. Fresh in her memory as it had been yesterday. The 5 deep scars on his chest, those he had suffered for her people. For her. Luxa.

Her tears fell as she thought about all he did for her. And she despaired knowing she would never see him again. It had been 3 years and she had come no closer to loving Justin than she had to getting over her first love.

"Gregor how are you? Are you well? Have you met a new woman in the Overland? Are you and Boots doing well? Lizzie? Do you like Virgina?" She could feel herself going crazy in her solitude. She had no one to talk to but Slashers, who could barely speak her language in the first place. Alone.

"I'm talking to those who have forgotten about me like a madwoman!" Her scream resounded through the chamber. Her sobs racked her body and she couldn't control the spasms. She felt the shackles across her right wrist tug against her skin as tried to hold herself. They dug scars into her skin. They dig scars into her soul. She was alone.

Suddenly she desperately wanted her uncle, Hamnet. Or even Vikus. She needed help. She needed empathy and understanding. The wisdom of knowing how to fight when you had no reason to fight anymore. She wanted to know why it felt this way, how to come back from the loss of a loved one.

She chided herself thinking herself to be dramatic. 'I lost no one' thought Luxa. "He left me". And anger swelled in her bosom. "I allowed him to leave" she told herself. She felt stupid for comparing herself to Hamnet or Vikus who had actually lost those they had loved. She could imagine Ripred's words.

"Oh you humans are so dreadfully dramatic. Such charmers." He's say in his trademark tone of sarcasm.

She laid her head against the wall. "I hardly care to be saved any longer. Whether its Ripred, Justin, Howard or Aurora…"

She knew she would never be truly happy again and resigned herself to her wait. Her confinement. The bag of bread and cream sauce lay on the ground with the last 3. She didn't want any of them to come.

She wanted him and she would never have him.

I really wanted to add some of Luxa's feelings in to this chapter. I wonder how I did. Sigh. A good romance fic needs some nice hurt/comfort in there after all.

Anyways please Review and give me any suggestions on how I can make the story and writing better!

Please and thanks :)

-Glacierstrike