I NO OWN, YOU NO SUE! ( we can all be happy that way..
Field Trip of Amazeing Proportions Ch. 7: A clue at last!
When a missing persons search in the Aboveground goes on for over two weeks, they usually give up any hope on finding the person alive. Not so in the Underground, and as Buzc flew over the dukedoms neighboring the Labyrinth, he had his eyes and ears extra peered to sense any sign of a mortal girl.
Flying over the countryside near Duke Saladin's castle, he felt the slightest flicker of mortal life residing within the Duke's keep. It was the closest thing to a sure hit that he had gotten during the entire search. Quickly, he turned around and sped through the air like a fighter pilot in the middle of a dog fight.
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"What are you talking about? I can't help but resist the magic, I'm a mortal remember?" Lindsey practically screamed at the man who leaned against the wall of her cell.
"Pledge yourself to him, and this will all go away." Alec's voice was as smooth as silk, seductive in its intensity. "Just swear your undying loyalty to him, and you're out of this cramped and dismal place before you can blink."
Lindsey was honestly tempted by the idea. It wasn't everyday someone offered magic and immortality to another. Hell, it never happened, unless you count Sarah's special case. One look at the snobbish and cruel looking man, though, made any temptation easy to resist.
"Did you have to do that to get out of some situation Alec?" Her voice was sharp and she stood on shaky legs to try to get as far away from him as she could. "There is no way that I'm going to be like that. If I pledge myself to anyone down here, it'd be to the Goblin King."
"Pity. I hope that you've had a good life. Saladin doesn't like it when people refuse his generous offers." Alec faded away with a sigh. He liked the girl's spirit, it was just too bad that his master wanted to be done with the girl. He just wished he could do something to save her.
He hadn't liked the fact that his master hadn't made his demands to the Goblin King from the start. The girl was far too bright to be locked up for this long. She was only a child for heaven's sake! He ran a hand through his long, red-blond hair and sat in an overstuffed chair in his chambers facing a roaring fire.
The girls questions had hit too close to home. He could clearly remember when he was offered the same choice when he had been her age. He had been caught stealing from the Duke's garbage for some scraps of food. It had been either death, or serving the king for eternity doing his every whim, even if it meant kidnapping a girl from the High King's protection.
He waved a hand and a small glass of an amber liquid appeared in it. He slowly sipped the alcohol, relishing its burn in his throat. He had served his Duke for over five hundred years. Surely that was enough time in devoted service for such a minor crime. He gulped the last bit of alcohol down and threw the glass into the fire before disappearing.
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Sarah was getting hysterical. The one student of hers who figured out the entire thing was kidnapped, being held God only knows where, and not even her powerful husband could find her. The girls parents must be getting worried by now, she was supposed to be home today. When they found her, Jareth was going to have to turn back time to get her home on time.
A hurried tapping on the window brought her attention to Buzc, panting hard and slipping slightly off the windowsill in his exhausted state. She quickly opened the window and pulled the small goblin inside before he fell off the windowsill.
"Any sign of her?" Sarah asked quickly, putting the goblin down on a table littered with papers and maps of the Underground. The small creature nodded.
"Duke..Saladin." Buzc replied between gasps for air.
"I'll see that you get a medal for this Buzc." Sarah said gratefully as she ran out of the chamber to find her husband, not noticing the little goblin faint and fall to the ground.
**peeks out from behind a tree in the middle of a swamp (not the bog)**..um... Hi? Long time no see right? Um.been fighting the worst case of writers block this side of Timbuktu. Finally forced myself to sit down and write. It might have helped that I just finished an English project focusing entirely on story writing. Anyway, I can understand if you don't want to leave a review because I haven't updated in so long, but the traditional lipstick (in a mood changing shade *my g-ma had a lipstick that changed colors with her mood*) and slab, the little gnomes should be awake enough to get me any reviews that you should write. Thanks!
Field Trip of Amazeing Proportions Ch. 7: A clue at last!
When a missing persons search in the Aboveground goes on for over two weeks, they usually give up any hope on finding the person alive. Not so in the Underground, and as Buzc flew over the dukedoms neighboring the Labyrinth, he had his eyes and ears extra peered to sense any sign of a mortal girl.
Flying over the countryside near Duke Saladin's castle, he felt the slightest flicker of mortal life residing within the Duke's keep. It was the closest thing to a sure hit that he had gotten during the entire search. Quickly, he turned around and sped through the air like a fighter pilot in the middle of a dog fight.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What are you talking about? I can't help but resist the magic, I'm a mortal remember?" Lindsey practically screamed at the man who leaned against the wall of her cell.
"Pledge yourself to him, and this will all go away." Alec's voice was as smooth as silk, seductive in its intensity. "Just swear your undying loyalty to him, and you're out of this cramped and dismal place before you can blink."
Lindsey was honestly tempted by the idea. It wasn't everyday someone offered magic and immortality to another. Hell, it never happened, unless you count Sarah's special case. One look at the snobbish and cruel looking man, though, made any temptation easy to resist.
"Did you have to do that to get out of some situation Alec?" Her voice was sharp and she stood on shaky legs to try to get as far away from him as she could. "There is no way that I'm going to be like that. If I pledge myself to anyone down here, it'd be to the Goblin King."
"Pity. I hope that you've had a good life. Saladin doesn't like it when people refuse his generous offers." Alec faded away with a sigh. He liked the girl's spirit, it was just too bad that his master wanted to be done with the girl. He just wished he could do something to save her.
He hadn't liked the fact that his master hadn't made his demands to the Goblin King from the start. The girl was far too bright to be locked up for this long. She was only a child for heaven's sake! He ran a hand through his long, red-blond hair and sat in an overstuffed chair in his chambers facing a roaring fire.
The girls questions had hit too close to home. He could clearly remember when he was offered the same choice when he had been her age. He had been caught stealing from the Duke's garbage for some scraps of food. It had been either death, or serving the king for eternity doing his every whim, even if it meant kidnapping a girl from the High King's protection.
He waved a hand and a small glass of an amber liquid appeared in it. He slowly sipped the alcohol, relishing its burn in his throat. He had served his Duke for over five hundred years. Surely that was enough time in devoted service for such a minor crime. He gulped the last bit of alcohol down and threw the glass into the fire before disappearing.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sarah was getting hysterical. The one student of hers who figured out the entire thing was kidnapped, being held God only knows where, and not even her powerful husband could find her. The girls parents must be getting worried by now, she was supposed to be home today. When they found her, Jareth was going to have to turn back time to get her home on time.
A hurried tapping on the window brought her attention to Buzc, panting hard and slipping slightly off the windowsill in his exhausted state. She quickly opened the window and pulled the small goblin inside before he fell off the windowsill.
"Any sign of her?" Sarah asked quickly, putting the goblin down on a table littered with papers and maps of the Underground. The small creature nodded.
"Duke..Saladin." Buzc replied between gasps for air.
"I'll see that you get a medal for this Buzc." Sarah said gratefully as she ran out of the chamber to find her husband, not noticing the little goblin faint and fall to the ground.
**peeks out from behind a tree in the middle of a swamp (not the bog)**..um... Hi? Long time no see right? Um.been fighting the worst case of writers block this side of Timbuktu. Finally forced myself to sit down and write. It might have helped that I just finished an English project focusing entirely on story writing. Anyway, I can understand if you don't want to leave a review because I haven't updated in so long, but the traditional lipstick (in a mood changing shade *my g-ma had a lipstick that changed colors with her mood*) and slab, the little gnomes should be awake enough to get me any reviews that you should write. Thanks!