~Emika's POV~
I tried to back away from the human in front of me. He had a tight grip and it hurt when I struggled. I looked up, my eyes narrowing. This wasn't who I thought it was.
Staring down at me were two silver eyes that had an evil glint in them. I pushed away finally, backing against the door. The human looked just like Stephano, only he had a bronze-silver color instead of gold. He was the same height as Stephano and had the same clothes. His hair hung down in his face, stopping just before his eyes. He had a bored expression on his face and his arms were folded against his chest. He was half covered in the shadows that rested between the torches hanging on the wall. He had a calm aura, yet still felt evil.
He took a step towards me, unfolding his arms.
"Stay away!" I shouted, reaching for the handle.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." he said in a low voice. I saw him reach for the sword hanging on his belt. I froze, my hand on the doorknob.
"Wh-Who are you?" I asked hesitantly.
"Does that really matter?" he said with an evil smile, drawing his sword and placing it against my throat. He leaned close, staring at me with that smile.
I whimpered, scared. He chuckled, pushing the sword to me a little harder. "If only I could kill you now. Then I wouldn't have any more problems trying to find my little brother and his annoying friends."
"St-Stephano?" I squeaked.
"That's right. He's my younger brother." the statue replied. "And I will get him and his little buddy, the 'King of the Bro Army'."
"Pewdie?" I gasped, scared to move much because of the sword pressed against my throat.
"Yes. Pewdie." he hissed, glaring at me. "I will destroy them all. We will take over this accursed castle and we will destroy the Bro Army once and for all."
"Who's we?" I asked, pressing myself against the door as much as I could.
"The-"
"Gonzales!" a French accent floated through the air, cutting him off. He swiveled his head around, staring at the man behind him.
"Ah. My little brother." the statue said. "Finally, we meet again."
"Gonzales, stay away from Emika." Stephano said protectively, his sword aimed at the bronze statue in front of me.
"Oh? Jealous are we?" he chuckled.
"No. I know how you are and who you work with. Step away from her." he growls. I noticed Gonzales reaching for me. I stepped away from him silently and he grabbed the doorknob, opening the door.
"Oh do you now?" he glanced at me.
"Gonzales, don't you dare." Stephano hissed. Gonzales chuckled, grabbing me by the shirt and turning towards the door. He gave one last look at everyone over his shoulder.
"Too late." he smiled. With that, he took off, dragging me with him and slamming the door behind him.