I'm baaaaack. Thanks to all the reviewers. Feedback is much appreciated. To answer a question, the man who kidnapped Gwendoline is part doppleganger, part unknown, and part man, mostly the later. He uses his ablilities to missions for his employers that would be otherwise impossible for normal people. Needless to say he's very good at his job.BP
Where am I?
When Gwendoline awoke, she had been tied to the bed. Her arms and legs were carefully tied to each corner of the bed. Gwendoline felt tears of confusion forming in her eyes. Where was she? Where was Dilandau? She strained to listen to a conversation being held near her door.
"Your sister said she'd pay the...(can't really hear), I'm due in Freid in a week so tell her to send the money...( ).."
"...I don't approve of how your....don't tell me to be silent in my own house...( )...I don't know what that woman was thinking..( ).."
"Well, one of Dilandau's men shot some sort of ..( )...but I dropped it about a mile from here..."
Gwendoline tried to listen to the conversation but she could only pick out a few things, but they were important. It wasn't Dilandau who had taken her, and the other voice was that of her aunt Angoline, which meant her mother was behind her being taken. Gwendoline felt a deep anger rise briefly from within her. If she were loose, and her mother present, she would have more than likely hurt her.
The door opened and Angoline stepped in. She kind of favored Nadine, except her hair was a brownish orange, and Nadine's was a lighter shade of orangish red. "Here let me untie you. I don't know what that man was thinking." Gwendoline eyed the woman suspiciously as she loosened her bindings. "I honestly didn't know of my sister's plan to bring you here and I don't really approve of her putting you in danger like this, as well as myself."
"So you'll let me go?" Gwendoline asked hopefully. Angoline didn't answer right away. She sat on the bed beside Gwendoline. "First tell me truly, what happened?"
Gwendoline told Angoline everything that had happened. From the day she first saw Dilandau, to her kidnapping. "Dilandau's looking for me," Gwendoline said, "I know he is." "That doesn't necessarily put me in a good position," said Angoline. "the last thing I need is to be on the bad side of the notorious Dilandau Albatou." "Well, you just said that it was my mother who hired the man," said Gwendoline, "and that you knew nothing about it really. If he does come, or you let me go, I'll explain to him that it wasn't your fault." Angoline was silent for a few more moments. "It's late," she commented, "We'll finish talking in the morning. Get some rest dear."
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Angoline had closed the door softly and began to head towards her own room, when she heard a knocking at her door. Grabbing a robe she went and opened the door. Her eyes went wide with shock. "You!"
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You get two guesses, and you might me wrong, since I haven't decided who it's gonna be yet. Until next time! BP
Where am I?
When Gwendoline awoke, she had been tied to the bed. Her arms and legs were carefully tied to each corner of the bed. Gwendoline felt tears of confusion forming in her eyes. Where was she? Where was Dilandau? She strained to listen to a conversation being held near her door.
"Your sister said she'd pay the...(can't really hear), I'm due in Freid in a week so tell her to send the money...( ).."
"...I don't approve of how your....don't tell me to be silent in my own house...( )...I don't know what that woman was thinking..( ).."
"Well, one of Dilandau's men shot some sort of ..( )...but I dropped it about a mile from here..."
Gwendoline tried to listen to the conversation but she could only pick out a few things, but they were important. It wasn't Dilandau who had taken her, and the other voice was that of her aunt Angoline, which meant her mother was behind her being taken. Gwendoline felt a deep anger rise briefly from within her. If she were loose, and her mother present, she would have more than likely hurt her.
The door opened and Angoline stepped in. She kind of favored Nadine, except her hair was a brownish orange, and Nadine's was a lighter shade of orangish red. "Here let me untie you. I don't know what that man was thinking." Gwendoline eyed the woman suspiciously as she loosened her bindings. "I honestly didn't know of my sister's plan to bring you here and I don't really approve of her putting you in danger like this, as well as myself."
"So you'll let me go?" Gwendoline asked hopefully. Angoline didn't answer right away. She sat on the bed beside Gwendoline. "First tell me truly, what happened?"
Gwendoline told Angoline everything that had happened. From the day she first saw Dilandau, to her kidnapping. "Dilandau's looking for me," Gwendoline said, "I know he is." "That doesn't necessarily put me in a good position," said Angoline. "the last thing I need is to be on the bad side of the notorious Dilandau Albatou." "Well, you just said that it was my mother who hired the man," said Gwendoline, "and that you knew nothing about it really. If he does come, or you let me go, I'll explain to him that it wasn't your fault." Angoline was silent for a few more moments. "It's late," she commented, "We'll finish talking in the morning. Get some rest dear."
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Angoline had closed the door softly and began to head towards her own room, when she heard a knocking at her door. Grabbing a robe she went and opened the door. Her eyes went wide with shock. "You!"
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You get two guesses, and you might me wrong, since I haven't decided who it's gonna be yet. Until next time! BP