Chapter 4 - The Royal Dinner
(A/N - Hey ya'all! It's been a while since I updated. . . I have MAJOR writer's block on this one . . .so this might be the last chapter that may ever go up . . If u have ne ideas, or even want to co write with me, email me! Jesus_lil_fropuff@hotmail.com! Got it! AND DON"T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!!
If I do get another chapter, I will not put it up unless i have 5 NEW reviews. Got it? Good.
TTYL,
KT)
When the Mansion came into view, I was surprised to see many soldiers guarding the front yard. "Hmm, how odd. Maybe he just need the extra protection after our escapade," I thought.
"Halt! Where do you think you're going?" Sneered one of the guards.
Quai spoke up. "We are here as guests of the Head Rebel. He has invited us to his table to join him for dinner tonight."
"You ain't goin' no where. Let's go men!'
Before I knew what was happening, one of HE's Imperial guards had me in his arms, ready to throw me into one of the wagons they had waiting. I screamed and kicked as much as I could, but he was too strong for me.
"Help! Jon! Rakshan! Nanook! Someone! Help!" I screamed and screamed, but no help came. I found my self being thrown into a prison wagon, right on top of Jay.
"Gods' Heads! Celeste, are you okay?" Jon was checking me to make sure I had not broken anything.
"Geroff! I'm fine!' I scrambled to the window to see what was happening and felt like I was going to throw up. Scattered al over the place were bodies of the people that I loved. To the right, a guard had just finished thrusting a sword deep into Jon's chest. Jon screamed, then fell. I started to cry. "Damn these stupid tears! They're not gonna help me in here! Damn everyone! Why?!" To the left, Guards were pushing the bodies of Nanook, Rakshan, and Lina into the Dead Cart. Quai was tied and beaten and put into another wagon like ours. From what I could see, he was unconscious.
I sank down to the floor of the wagon and started sobbing. Jay was startled, and got up to look out the window for himself. He sank down too, but only to be with me. He didn't cry.
"Celeste, stop! This is not going to help! We need to think of something to do. Celeste, are you listening?"
I wasn't. My body was wracked with sobs, and I couldn't stop. It had been a long time since I had cried like that. I could see that Jay didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed me by the shoulders, then put his hands on my face, gently, and kissed me. I must admit, I shut up nicely then, still marveling at the voltage that went through my body when he kissed me. I stared up at him looking down at me, confusion on his face. Slowly, I leaned into him, and he wrapped his arms around me. He tilted my chin just so, and gave me another kiss, this time more passionate. His hands were all over me, up my back, and around my body, and I didn't care one bit. After we stopped, I realized I was short of breath and so was Jay.
"Well, now what do we do?" I asked.
"You know what? I can't remember!" Jay started smiling and went to kiss me again, but was interrupted by the lurching of the wagon. I held onto him tightly, afraid he might be taken away if I let go.
"You can hold onto me, just let go a little bit. I can't breathe" He spoke softly to me, and gently pulled my hands apart a little. I was embarrassed, and quickly let go.
"Hey! Not all they way!" He started laughing.
" Well, isn't this a little ironic, here we are prisoners of HE, and in a prison wagon, and I couldn't be happier. I don't think Jay could be happier either." I leaned up and, with a smile, I asked him what he thought of me now.
"Well, in case you haven't noticed, I lost myself in you the first time I saw you. You were just too hard - headed to let me anywhere near you. So, I feel the same way I always have, except maybe happier because you share the same feeling about me, right?"
I smiled at Jay and he put his arms around me. I don't think I ever felt more at home anywhere else like I did in his arms. They were strong, and sure, and warm. I fell asleep to the rocking of the wagon, and Jay's soft humming.
The next thing I remember hearing was, "Get up, ya lousy Pests! Time to get out!"
I opened my eyes, and grew accustomed to the light. Then I realized where I was. I was at the Prisoner's entrance of HE's castle.
(A/N - Hey ya'all! It's been a while since I updated. . . I have MAJOR writer's block on this one . . .so this might be the last chapter that may ever go up . . If u have ne ideas, or even want to co write with me, email me! Jesus_lil_fropuff@hotmail.com! Got it! AND DON"T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!!
If I do get another chapter, I will not put it up unless i have 5 NEW reviews. Got it? Good.
TTYL,
KT)
When the Mansion came into view, I was surprised to see many soldiers guarding the front yard. "Hmm, how odd. Maybe he just need the extra protection after our escapade," I thought.
"Halt! Where do you think you're going?" Sneered one of the guards.
Quai spoke up. "We are here as guests of the Head Rebel. He has invited us to his table to join him for dinner tonight."
"You ain't goin' no where. Let's go men!'
Before I knew what was happening, one of HE's Imperial guards had me in his arms, ready to throw me into one of the wagons they had waiting. I screamed and kicked as much as I could, but he was too strong for me.
"Help! Jon! Rakshan! Nanook! Someone! Help!" I screamed and screamed, but no help came. I found my self being thrown into a prison wagon, right on top of Jay.
"Gods' Heads! Celeste, are you okay?" Jon was checking me to make sure I had not broken anything.
"Geroff! I'm fine!' I scrambled to the window to see what was happening and felt like I was going to throw up. Scattered al over the place were bodies of the people that I loved. To the right, a guard had just finished thrusting a sword deep into Jon's chest. Jon screamed, then fell. I started to cry. "Damn these stupid tears! They're not gonna help me in here! Damn everyone! Why?!" To the left, Guards were pushing the bodies of Nanook, Rakshan, and Lina into the Dead Cart. Quai was tied and beaten and put into another wagon like ours. From what I could see, he was unconscious.
I sank down to the floor of the wagon and started sobbing. Jay was startled, and got up to look out the window for himself. He sank down too, but only to be with me. He didn't cry.
"Celeste, stop! This is not going to help! We need to think of something to do. Celeste, are you listening?"
I wasn't. My body was wracked with sobs, and I couldn't stop. It had been a long time since I had cried like that. I could see that Jay didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed me by the shoulders, then put his hands on my face, gently, and kissed me. I must admit, I shut up nicely then, still marveling at the voltage that went through my body when he kissed me. I stared up at him looking down at me, confusion on his face. Slowly, I leaned into him, and he wrapped his arms around me. He tilted my chin just so, and gave me another kiss, this time more passionate. His hands were all over me, up my back, and around my body, and I didn't care one bit. After we stopped, I realized I was short of breath and so was Jay.
"Well, now what do we do?" I asked.
"You know what? I can't remember!" Jay started smiling and went to kiss me again, but was interrupted by the lurching of the wagon. I held onto him tightly, afraid he might be taken away if I let go.
"You can hold onto me, just let go a little bit. I can't breathe" He spoke softly to me, and gently pulled my hands apart a little. I was embarrassed, and quickly let go.
"Hey! Not all they way!" He started laughing.
" Well, isn't this a little ironic, here we are prisoners of HE, and in a prison wagon, and I couldn't be happier. I don't think Jay could be happier either." I leaned up and, with a smile, I asked him what he thought of me now.
"Well, in case you haven't noticed, I lost myself in you the first time I saw you. You were just too hard - headed to let me anywhere near you. So, I feel the same way I always have, except maybe happier because you share the same feeling about me, right?"
I smiled at Jay and he put his arms around me. I don't think I ever felt more at home anywhere else like I did in his arms. They were strong, and sure, and warm. I fell asleep to the rocking of the wagon, and Jay's soft humming.
The next thing I remember hearing was, "Get up, ya lousy Pests! Time to get out!"
I opened my eyes, and grew accustomed to the light. Then I realized where I was. I was at the Prisoner's entrance of HE's castle.