(A/N)Sorry that this chapter is so short! I wanted it to be on it's own just so you could get a taste of who this character is, or who he might be J Have any idea? Hahaha. Anyways, the next chapter will be longer, I promise. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Tammy's characters, I only own my own. If I were the sole owner of all, I would be living on an island alone with Neal while we discussed philosophy and he wrote me bad poetry. Kay?
The young man slunk through the wilting bushes and foraged a path towards "destination somewhere." At the moment he was trying to figure out a way into the castle without entering through the main doors. A castle that had been around for more than six-hundred years had to have hidden passages and he wasn't going to give up until he found one. He had a plan and he was going to follow it.
The stranger continued through the dead plants squinting and brushing things aside, anything to give him a better view of his surroundings. He paused for an instant to scratch at a bug bite that had appeared on his arm, then took a step forward and fell through the ground landing at least twenty feet below his starting point. The sharp pain in his back and the blackness that surrounded him forced him to remain motionless while he adapted to his new surroundings. After a few minutes the blackness dissipated and the large bruise on his back became a dull throb. He moved his head to the right and left studying the area he had stumbled upon. The only source of light he could see was the gray and haziness coming through from the new-formed hole in the earth, otherwise, the darkness was so thick it seemed it would be able to swallow him whole.
Slowly getting up he tested his limbs for any injuries he couldn't see. Except for some deep scratches and the large bruise that now covered his back, he seemed okay. Taking his first step, he leaned against the wall and began to feel his way down the passageway that was beginning to grow darker as he stepped farther away from the light. Beginning to smile his thoughts began to move a mile minute. He believed he found what he was looking for. Before he got more excited he needed to find out where this tunnel ended.
At that last thought, his face, along with the rest of his body collided with something hard and what seemed to be wooden. Flinching from the shock, he felt his hands along the uneven wood, collecting unseen splinters on his hands as he went a long. His right hand hit something solid and cold. Using both hands he explored further and found the new object to be a doorknob. A door! He had found a door! Tightening his hands around it, he began to pull with the strength he had left. Nothing. Taking a deep breath and rubbing his cut up hands together he tried again and received a budge. Continuing to pull harder he was caught off guard as the door shot open with a loud groan from hinges that hadn't been oiled for centuries.
The first thing the man noticed was the light that came shining through. He quickly shut his eyes against the sharp glare. After being in the blind tunnel for so long his eyes had adjusted and the new color was more than his pupils could bear. After a few seconds he slowly started opening his eyes and began to look around the room he had just entered. He was inside the castle! He just knew it! The unwanted stranger began to giggle manically and dance around the room like a performing clown. Not paying attention to where he was stepping he tripped over a random table and fell, hitting his head with a smack against the floor and passing, once again, into the held out arms of darkness.