Chapter Eleven:
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(Stephanie's POV)
I noted with dry humor that chaos seems to happen a lot with the Bro Army. Aeryn was lifted up and taken to one of the spare rooms to be treated a little better, while I was shoved to the side and told to stay out of the way. I made my way into the kitchen to see if we'd come up with anything else. Darcey and Alice were both sitting at the table, Alice dejectedly stirring a cup of coffee round and round. I collapsed at the table and dropped my head onto my forearms.
"Oh god." I moaned and began scratching at the table. Alice took her spoon out of the mug and took a sip, pulling a disgusted face.
"How do people drink coffee?" I began giggling hysterically. Darcey looked at me in incredulity. I just laughed all the harder, pushing my hair back away from my face. Alice joined me, obviously happy for the distraction. Something clanked against the table, and I looked down. Stephano's locket was sitting on the table. It had fallen from the collar of my shirt, and was swinging around as I laughed. My smile died as I grabbed the locket and stuffed it back inside my shirt. Alice frowned at me, and then grabbed my hand.
"Look, I don't think Stephano is dead. And you shouldn't either. We. Will. Find. Him." I looked up at her, tears in my eyes.
"How can you be so sure?" I croaked. Alice stood up straight and smirked at me.
"What if I told you that we have capture almost all of the cell block and began looking around. We found….. something you'd be very pleased to see."
X
(Charlie's POV)
I sighed and banged on the door again, growling menacingly.
"It won't do anything." A voice said. In the wall was a hole about the size of my head was there, and someone was standing on the other side. The voice that spoke was low and raspy, sounding sad and terrified.
"Who's there?" I asked, moving closer.
"What, don't you recognize me?" the man asked. He held up a lantern and grinned sadly at me.
"Has it really been that long, old friend?" Pewdiepie asked. I stared at him, confused.
"But…. I though Bengt turned you?" He laughed. It was a harsh sound, and I flinched to hear it.
"You can only keep the Bro Army down for so long. How has Stephanie been?" I shrugged, moving closer.
"She's been…. Strange. She's leading the Army, and we're looking for a way to destroy the barrier. We're almost there." Pewds stared at me.
"Wow, my daughter is ambitious." I smiled and nodded.
"She's been doing great." I slammed my fist into my hand.
"We're going to win!"
X
I followed Ange and Alice into the portal, sword strapped to my back and holding a pistol. My heart thumped wildly.
"And you're sure?" I asked, hope dawning in my chest. Alice nodded, peeking around a corner. We ran quietly down a hallway, and then Ange stopped in front of a door.
"In here." She said, and opened the door. I swallowed hard and stepped inside, squinting in the dim light. A figure was slouched on the floor, along with a few others. A golden hood was pulled over their head, and the tattered remnants of a tunic hung around his torso. The man looked up, and stared at me, eyes turning from darkened and haunted, to joy and amazement.
"Ste-Ste-Stephano…?" I asked, and my hands flew to my mouth. He stood with difficulty and walked towards me. I dropped the gun to the floor and held out my hand to his face.
"How'd you find me, dear one?" He asked, and then kissed me with such ferocity, I nearly fell over.
"That doesn't matter. What matters is that we are together again." I whispered against his mouth, and pressed in for another kiss.
A/N: Book 2… finished. We'll have to see what happens next… but I can't promise it'll be soon. I'm doing Nanowrimo and focusing on school work, so updates might be a little spastic. Thank you for everything my wonderful Stepharmy, and I shall see you in Book Three! (Speaking of which, I would appreciate it if you guys would leave a comment on what you would like me to call it.) As always, I love ya, and
PEACE TO THE COOKIES!
-d.t.i.d