Chapter Ten
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Steph woke with a ray of sunlight in her eyes and feathers stuck in her hair. With a sigh, she hauled herself up and blinked sleepily. Charlie was gone and she was alone. Steph scrambled to her feet and glanced into the mirror, picking out the feathers and raking her hair back into a pony tail. Downstairs in the kitchen, Pewdie was holding a war council around the table. His group consisted of Toby, Mark, Yami, Joe Sugg, Ian, and Anthony.
"Heya Steph." Joe said, grinning at her. She smiled wanly back.
"So we'll get a small group together and sneak in and take over the Library." Her dad was saying, pointing at a map spread on the table.
"Me, Joe, Mark, and Toby." Steph said, stepping up to the table. There was immediate uproar, mainly from Pewdie.
"No. I forbid it."
"She led us back in the castle, Pewds! Let her do this!" Toby countered.
"I'm not a child, Dad!" Steph cried, face to face with her father. He turned white and grabbed her upper arms, look her dead in the eye.
"You're fifteen Steph, still my little girl!" he cried. Silence fell in the kitchen and the two Kjellburghs stared at each other.
"Oh, Dad…." Steph sighed, and hugged him. "I want to help, so what can I do?" Toby's hand shot into the air.
"I broadcast! We need Youtubers to help fight, and if they've figured it out, there's a radio channel Youtubers can broadcast on." Pewdie picked up Steph and spun her around.
"We're gonna get them back!"
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Toby and Joe set up their radios and showed Steph how to work it. She'd written up her broadcast and slipped on her headphones.
"Ready?" Toby asked her.
"Ready." She mouthed back and they started the recording. "My name is Stephanie Kjellburgh. I fight for the Bro Army. If you hear this message, come to where we are. Stephano is captured. Pewdiepie has returned. This is our time to rise. Please come fast… time is precious." She said, and looked up at Toby, who nodded and shut it off.
"You're gonna be one hell of a Youtuber." He said, flicking her ponytail. Steph beamed.
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He turned off the radio, looking up at the Barrel Queen. She smirked.
"So impertinent, so precious." She laughed and stood. "Bring Stephano." She called and paced over to the mirror. The man watched her check her reflection and felt a pang.
"Are you serious?" he asked, almost repulsed. She smiled wickedly at him in the mirror. "This is childish, my queen." He said, rolling his eyes.
"If I cannot hurt Miss Kjellburgh directly I will hurt the man she loves."
"Then you face her wrath alone." The man hissed and left. As the doors closed behind him, his resolve to take down the Queen strengthened.
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The World is always struggling between light and dark. Some people, like Stephanie, like Charlie, are bearers of light, they fight for it. There are others, like Skully, like the Barrels, who number so greatly and fight for the darkness. But what would we be without that struggle? You cannot have too much of one or the other. This is a tale of that struggle…. And I hope you'll stick along for the ride.
