Part 7-
"Greggory! Get over here, now damn you!" Shouted a man. He stood there in long black robes. He looked very regal and important. His brown hair was slicked back and his brown eyes had flecks of gold in them. He was a handsome man, relativly well built. In his hand he held a bouquet of pink and purple jungle flowers.
"Yes your majesty?" Groveled the man he called Greggory. Greggory knelt down at his master's feet and kissed his shiney black shoe. Greggory was a short, ugly fat man with no self respect. He had black hair and a big nose. His eyes were hardly visible under the thick brow that hung over them. His face was covered in grime and dirt, with disgusting white heads on every few specks of skin. He had one big hairy mole on the right side of his nose.
"Is everything ready?" The first man asked.
"Yes, sire. The horse and buggy will be waiting for you temporaraly."
"Good job, for a squabling pile of nothing."
"Thank you, sir." Greggory walked away with a bow and picked up a sword of the table. He always felt dashing with one of his master's swords. Greggory placed it in his other hand and twirled it. The sword dropped to the ground with a loud crash. The sound reverberated off the marble floors and into the halls of the giant castle. He suddenly heard a horse and then his master calling him, they had a ways to go tonight. If they were to get where they were going before those people woke. A few of Greggory's majesty's warriors surrounded the buggy and led him and Greggory onto it.
"Master," Greggory began.
"I do like being referred to by all these names. Much better then my given name, my wife, she shall call me Liam." Greggory heard the driver hit the horses and then the wheels turn over some small rocks. They were on their way to discovering Liam's happiness.
They rode for a few hours Liam discussing his soon to be bride. Her long black ringlets, her smooth beautiful skin. Her amazing body. Just her voice made him feel good. Then the dirver stopped. They were in front of the place where his love lived. He grabbed his bouquet and turned the knob on the carriage. His soldiers made a protective wall around the way their leader would walk. Greggory, Liam and two soldiers opened the wooden gate and stalked towards the small wooden box that led into the tree house.
Once they figured out how to use the elevator they rode up it and into the tree house. The soldiers stood on either side of the elevator door. Liam and Greggory stalked around silently and grabbed a few things off the table and shelves. Then Liam decided it was time to get the prize of this trip. They walked around on the floor looking for her and then Liam fell on the ground, face first.
"Master!" Greggory whispered loudly. "Are you alright?" He asked and helped him up. The two of them looked down. Liam had tripped over a bundle of blankets that wrapped around Chloe who was lying on the ground asleep. Liam brushed her hair behind her ear. A red curl tickled the back of her neck and she moved slightly.
"I've never seen this one before." He said and rubbed his fingers across her cheek. "I like her. I want her."
"What about your Raven beauty?" Greggory asked. Quoting his master's poetic words to the object of his affection.
"She doesn't intruige me the way this one does. I've watched them for months and never seen her. Help me wake her up." Liam sat her up and Chloe opened her eyes lazily. She saw the face of the man and had no idea who he was. She opened her mouth to scream but Liam covered it.
"Tisk, tisk. If you make any noise, I will kill you and set fire to this tree house, with all of these other people in it, do you hear me?" Chloe nodded. "Good." He removed his hand but not before Chloe bit his finger. "You ingrate!" He scorned. "Greggory," Liam called for his servant. "now." He had a cooking pan in his hand and he hit Chloe on the side of her head with it. She passed out and Liam called for his soldiers. One of them grunted to Liam and lifted her up over his shoulder. The other one gave Liam an arrow, a sheet of paper and a pencil. The two of them went down the elevator. Greggory and Liam stood there until the elevator returned to the top. Liam wrote his letter and wrapped it around the arrow and thrust it into the wall. Greggory and Liam left to go back to the castle.
***
"Roxton, John, Dammit John wake up!" Marguerite shook him violently in his bed. He was still half asleep.
"Why, Marguerite, what exactly are you doing in my bed so early in the morning?" He said in a sly, sort of drunken way.
"Chloe's gone." She said. He shot up and they went into the living area. Malone held the note and was reading it. Veronica looked up at him as he entered the room.
"We'll be able to find her." She said with much resolve. John toook the note and started to read it to himself.
'Ah, the hunter, the genius, the note taker, the huntress and the one I once craved, how good of you to care about this young lady enough to take her in. I have taken this burden off of you, she is now in my possesion and is soon to be my bride. She is new to your group I noticed. Well, I notice everything about you all. I've been watching you for many months. This girl, I have yet to see. Well, aurvoir, as they said in France.'
"Greggory! Get over here, now damn you!" Shouted a man. He stood there in long black robes. He looked very regal and important. His brown hair was slicked back and his brown eyes had flecks of gold in them. He was a handsome man, relativly well built. In his hand he held a bouquet of pink and purple jungle flowers.
"Yes your majesty?" Groveled the man he called Greggory. Greggory knelt down at his master's feet and kissed his shiney black shoe. Greggory was a short, ugly fat man with no self respect. He had black hair and a big nose. His eyes were hardly visible under the thick brow that hung over them. His face was covered in grime and dirt, with disgusting white heads on every few specks of skin. He had one big hairy mole on the right side of his nose.
"Is everything ready?" The first man asked.
"Yes, sire. The horse and buggy will be waiting for you temporaraly."
"Good job, for a squabling pile of nothing."
"Thank you, sir." Greggory walked away with a bow and picked up a sword of the table. He always felt dashing with one of his master's swords. Greggory placed it in his other hand and twirled it. The sword dropped to the ground with a loud crash. The sound reverberated off the marble floors and into the halls of the giant castle. He suddenly heard a horse and then his master calling him, they had a ways to go tonight. If they were to get where they were going before those people woke. A few of Greggory's majesty's warriors surrounded the buggy and led him and Greggory onto it.
"Master," Greggory began.
"I do like being referred to by all these names. Much better then my given name, my wife, she shall call me Liam." Greggory heard the driver hit the horses and then the wheels turn over some small rocks. They were on their way to discovering Liam's happiness.
They rode for a few hours Liam discussing his soon to be bride. Her long black ringlets, her smooth beautiful skin. Her amazing body. Just her voice made him feel good. Then the dirver stopped. They were in front of the place where his love lived. He grabbed his bouquet and turned the knob on the carriage. His soldiers made a protective wall around the way their leader would walk. Greggory, Liam and two soldiers opened the wooden gate and stalked towards the small wooden box that led into the tree house.
Once they figured out how to use the elevator they rode up it and into the tree house. The soldiers stood on either side of the elevator door. Liam and Greggory stalked around silently and grabbed a few things off the table and shelves. Then Liam decided it was time to get the prize of this trip. They walked around on the floor looking for her and then Liam fell on the ground, face first.
"Master!" Greggory whispered loudly. "Are you alright?" He asked and helped him up. The two of them looked down. Liam had tripped over a bundle of blankets that wrapped around Chloe who was lying on the ground asleep. Liam brushed her hair behind her ear. A red curl tickled the back of her neck and she moved slightly.
"I've never seen this one before." He said and rubbed his fingers across her cheek. "I like her. I want her."
"What about your Raven beauty?" Greggory asked. Quoting his master's poetic words to the object of his affection.
"She doesn't intruige me the way this one does. I've watched them for months and never seen her. Help me wake her up." Liam sat her up and Chloe opened her eyes lazily. She saw the face of the man and had no idea who he was. She opened her mouth to scream but Liam covered it.
"Tisk, tisk. If you make any noise, I will kill you and set fire to this tree house, with all of these other people in it, do you hear me?" Chloe nodded. "Good." He removed his hand but not before Chloe bit his finger. "You ingrate!" He scorned. "Greggory," Liam called for his servant. "now." He had a cooking pan in his hand and he hit Chloe on the side of her head with it. She passed out and Liam called for his soldiers. One of them grunted to Liam and lifted her up over his shoulder. The other one gave Liam an arrow, a sheet of paper and a pencil. The two of them went down the elevator. Greggory and Liam stood there until the elevator returned to the top. Liam wrote his letter and wrapped it around the arrow and thrust it into the wall. Greggory and Liam left to go back to the castle.
***
"Roxton, John, Dammit John wake up!" Marguerite shook him violently in his bed. He was still half asleep.
"Why, Marguerite, what exactly are you doing in my bed so early in the morning?" He said in a sly, sort of drunken way.
"Chloe's gone." She said. He shot up and they went into the living area. Malone held the note and was reading it. Veronica looked up at him as he entered the room.
"We'll be able to find her." She said with much resolve. John toook the note and started to read it to himself.
'Ah, the hunter, the genius, the note taker, the huntress and the one I once craved, how good of you to care about this young lady enough to take her in. I have taken this burden off of you, she is now in my possesion and is soon to be my bride. She is new to your group I noticed. Well, I notice everything about you all. I've been watching you for many months. This girl, I have yet to see. Well, aurvoir, as they said in France.'