Part 10-
"DAMMIT!" John shouted as he threw his hat against the wall of the small cell. The black barred door and the hay on the floor really gave it that certain, how you say, sucky feel.
"Calm down, John." Veronica said and she grabbed his forearm. "Why we felt it nessecary to get captured to get in the castle, I'll never know, but we're in. We're one step closer to finding Chloe." She said quietly.
"Christ, Veronica! It's like taking one step foward and two steps back!" He said and started rubbing his forehead. "God knows where Challenger, Malone and Marguriete are."
"That guy wasn't bluffing," She said and rubbed her hand on the wall. "he must have been watching us for quite a while. He knows who we work best with and who the smartest one of us all is."
"He knows to keep us all apart," He began. "the psycho knows our thinking process!" He screamed. Marguriete heard a faint murmer in another cell.
"Do you hear something?" She asked and looked up at Malone who was drilling into the wall with a knife he had hiddin in his inner thigh.
"Uh-uh." He murmered and bit his tounge as he kept spinning the knife into the wall.
"How you found a sheath for that, I'll never know." She said and tugged at a tuft of hay from the block of it she was sitting on. Malone lauged.
"Marguriete, I think I see light." On the other side of that light, laied Chloe, sobbing into red satin pillows.
"I'm never going to get out of here, I'm going to marry Liam Rienquiest and I'm going to have to be locked in a dungeon for my entire life!" She wailed. The light Malone saw was a candle flickering in the wind that wasn't even in the room. It just flickered. Chloe sat up and wiped under her eyes with the sheet. Then, she heard a voice from the wall behind the canopy pole. She recognized it slightly.
"Hello?" She heard him say. "Hello? Have you seen a short red head with curly hair and..."
"Ned?" She asked and pulled back the canopy curtain.
"Chloe?" Chloe squealed at him.
"My Goodness, Ned, are you alright?"
"Yes, we're fine?"
"We?"
"Marguriete is in here with me."
"Where's Veronica and John and George?"
"I don't know. This prince has divided us."
"Liam. He knows everything about us!"
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah."
"How's your dungeon?"
"Heh, dungeon. That's a word for it. It's HUGE! There's this huge bed with mahogany canopy posts and red satin sheets. The bed's big enough for twelve people! I'm not exaggerating here. And then there are these candles up on the walls."
"Really, doesn't sound half bad."
"Oh, yeah. Did I forget to mention the snakes on the entirety of the ground? The fact that if I step off the bed at all the snakes lunge at me and try to kill me?"
"Maybe it is half bad."
"If not worse." Suddenly the door swung open and she dropped the curtain. A man came in, dressed all in black. He walked over to the bed and jumped up on it. He jumped up and pinned her down. The candle light caught his face and she could not tell who it was. He began to take off his robes and threw them down on the bed. She started to scream but he took out a knife and put it to her throat.
"Shut up, and stay still." He said. Chloe heeded his advice but then, when he wasn't paying attention, she kneed him in the stomach and he rolled off the bed. He started shouting loudly. "MY ROBES! THROW ME MY ROBES!" Chloe picked up the black garments and rubbed her hand on the sleeve. The man was engulfed in snakes. He shrieked and then he was silent. She felt the robes and then looked up. She turned to the small hole where she'd been talking to Ned before.
"What happened?" He asked frantically.
"I think I just figured something out."
{A/N: Well, that was crappy, but eh, w/e! Tell me what you think! Buh-Bye!}
"DAMMIT!" John shouted as he threw his hat against the wall of the small cell. The black barred door and the hay on the floor really gave it that certain, how you say, sucky feel.
"Calm down, John." Veronica said and she grabbed his forearm. "Why we felt it nessecary to get captured to get in the castle, I'll never know, but we're in. We're one step closer to finding Chloe." She said quietly.
"Christ, Veronica! It's like taking one step foward and two steps back!" He said and started rubbing his forehead. "God knows where Challenger, Malone and Marguriete are."
"That guy wasn't bluffing," She said and rubbed her hand on the wall. "he must have been watching us for quite a while. He knows who we work best with and who the smartest one of us all is."
"He knows to keep us all apart," He began. "the psycho knows our thinking process!" He screamed. Marguriete heard a faint murmer in another cell.
"Do you hear something?" She asked and looked up at Malone who was drilling into the wall with a knife he had hiddin in his inner thigh.
"Uh-uh." He murmered and bit his tounge as he kept spinning the knife into the wall.
"How you found a sheath for that, I'll never know." She said and tugged at a tuft of hay from the block of it she was sitting on. Malone lauged.
"Marguriete, I think I see light." On the other side of that light, laied Chloe, sobbing into red satin pillows.
"I'm never going to get out of here, I'm going to marry Liam Rienquiest and I'm going to have to be locked in a dungeon for my entire life!" She wailed. The light Malone saw was a candle flickering in the wind that wasn't even in the room. It just flickered. Chloe sat up and wiped under her eyes with the sheet. Then, she heard a voice from the wall behind the canopy pole. She recognized it slightly.
"Hello?" She heard him say. "Hello? Have you seen a short red head with curly hair and..."
"Ned?" She asked and pulled back the canopy curtain.
"Chloe?" Chloe squealed at him.
"My Goodness, Ned, are you alright?"
"Yes, we're fine?"
"We?"
"Marguriete is in here with me."
"Where's Veronica and John and George?"
"I don't know. This prince has divided us."
"Liam. He knows everything about us!"
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah."
"How's your dungeon?"
"Heh, dungeon. That's a word for it. It's HUGE! There's this huge bed with mahogany canopy posts and red satin sheets. The bed's big enough for twelve people! I'm not exaggerating here. And then there are these candles up on the walls."
"Really, doesn't sound half bad."
"Oh, yeah. Did I forget to mention the snakes on the entirety of the ground? The fact that if I step off the bed at all the snakes lunge at me and try to kill me?"
"Maybe it is half bad."
"If not worse." Suddenly the door swung open and she dropped the curtain. A man came in, dressed all in black. He walked over to the bed and jumped up on it. He jumped up and pinned her down. The candle light caught his face and she could not tell who it was. He began to take off his robes and threw them down on the bed. She started to scream but he took out a knife and put it to her throat.
"Shut up, and stay still." He said. Chloe heeded his advice but then, when he wasn't paying attention, she kneed him in the stomach and he rolled off the bed. He started shouting loudly. "MY ROBES! THROW ME MY ROBES!" Chloe picked up the black garments and rubbed her hand on the sleeve. The man was engulfed in snakes. He shrieked and then he was silent. She felt the robes and then looked up. She turned to the small hole where she'd been talking to Ned before.
"What happened?" He asked frantically.
"I think I just figured something out."
{A/N: Well, that was crappy, but eh, w/e! Tell me what you think! Buh-Bye!}