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Generation of New Hope
Chapter 3
"Information, what kind? I'm only a student, I work part time at my parents restaurant, please, just leave me alone," I tried to reason with my captor. Her two companions chose to join her side at this point. The moon peaked out from behind the clouds, and I got a clear view of the three assailants in front of me. Man, were they ugly.
One was tall, with a big, crooked nose, complete with bone through it, and dressed like a homeless warrior from some cheesy little Ren Faire. My captor was about his height, with bushy orange hair, an equally ugly, pierced nose, and I could see her jagged, fang-like teeth protruding from her mouth in a snarl. The last vagrant was much shorter than his companions, with paler skin, and not nearly as ugly as the others.
"Tell us where to find the Wolf, and the girl who saved the Nine Kingdoms!" the tall male yelled, punching me in my stomach.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know anyone like that," I weezed out. Both the tall male, and female hit me again, laughing mockingly. They were actually enjoying torturing me.
"Tell us how to find them or we'll…" Luckily, she was cut off my cell phone ringing. I had never been so happy to have that little piece of plastic as right then. I was dropped unceremoniously to the ground. All three watched in wonder as I pulled out my phone, showing it to them, and pressing the 'talk' button, answered my saving grace.
"Hi, sweetheart, it's Mom. Could you pick up some milk on the way home? Your father drank what we had," the voice on the other end chirped. Mom. I would kiss her feet a thousand times when I got home.
"Sure thing, Mom, I'll be home soon." I was about to drop hints of what was taking place, when the female stepped forward, took my phone, turning it over in her hand in awe. You'd think these three had never seen a cell phone before, the way they were carrying on.
"Worren? Worren? Are you still there?" Mom asked, setting the three in a stir, causing them to howl and bounce about nervously.
"What devilry is this? He has someone, his mother, locked inside this tiny device. What kind of powerful sorcerer are you, oh mighty Worren?" the short man asked.
The female nodded. "This land must be full of wise and powerful witches and wizards, Burly. You remember the first time we came to this place, and met that witch, who locked us in the matchbox?" she said to the tall male.
"Yes, I remember. I still would like to find out what kind of spell she put on us. And how her friend turned us into gold!" he snarled. They all turned back, glowering evil smiles at me, licking their lips. I knew Mom could hear all this, I hoped she could save me.
The short one grabbed me and pulled out a carving tool of some sort. Being closer to my height, though, he noticed the pendant I wore around my neck.
"Look, Blabberwort! The seal of Prince Wendell! How can this be?" he asked, jumping back, behind the girl.
This was getting really weird, really fast. Someone was watching out for me, though, because Mom yelled through the phone on last time.
"Burly? Blabberwort? Is that you? What are you doing here in New York? You were forbidden to step foot in this place ever again by Prince Wendell, you know that. Let go of my son this instant, and explain yourselves!"
Mom knew these people? I stopped my heart from racing, and watched the three crowd around the phone, trying to figure out how to respond. I showed them the mouthpiece, and explained as simply as I could, how the concept worked.
"I am sorry, dear lady, but we were sent by his highness to find the Wolf and the one called Virginia. They are needed immediately in the Nine kingdoms. How do we find them, o wise lady in the silver amulet?" I heard Mom laughing, and talking to someone, presumably Dad, and then she asked for me. I shakily took back my phone.
"Yes?
"Have those three idiots hurt you, Worren?" she laughed.
"No. How do you know them, Mom?"
"It's a long story, sweetheart. Go ahead, and bring them home," she continued before I could protest or question her sanity. "They won't harm you now, and I believe they were sent here on urgent business, that obviously cannot wait, and needs our help."
"Alright, whatever you say," I agreed, hanging up. "Well, it looks like I'm to bring you three home to meet my Mom and Dad. They say we might be able to help."
They grinned, not too unlike their evil sneers, and introduced themselves properly.
"I am Burly the Troll, feared throughout the Nine Kingdoms," the tall one stated proudly, bowing.
"I am Blabberwort the Troll, dreaded throughout the Nine Kingdoms," Ms. Orange Hair said, and likewise bowed.
"And I am Bluebells the Troll, terrified throughout the Nine Kingdoms," the short one finished, with a deep, elaborate bow, that earned him swift kicks from his friends.
Trolls and Nine Kingdoms? Sheesh! "Okay, Trolls, um, follow me. And if you lay a hand on me, I shall cast an evil spell on you!" No harm in having a little fun. With that, the four of us walked to my apartment, taking in the wonders of New York at night.
"Mom, Dad, I'm home," I called, opening the door, and ushering my "guests" in. They both entered the room, and stared hard at the three Trolls that now stood on our living rooms rug. They seemed to recognize my parents, and bowed deeply.
"Dear Lady, Brave Wolf, we are sent from Prince Wendell to bid you come to our aid again!" Burly announced.
Mom and Dad exchanged a look, shrugged, then offered the Trolls to sit on the floor; Mom hates her couch getting dirty, and these three weirdos were certainly dirty, and smelly.
"Okay, before we agree to anything, what is going on?" Why were you sent here?" Mom asked.
"There is a great evil sweeping across the Nine Kingdoms. We are all in danger; and if you cannot help us, your Kingdom is doomed, as well," Bluebell said gravely.
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