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Disclaimer: I don't own Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Lost World, or any of its story's or characters. So don't sue cause I never said I did and you'll lose.
Author's Pre Notes: No that's not the end plenty more to come, but not too much. I love all of your reviews!! I can tell who the real fans are. This chapter isn't as good as some of the others so it's kind of filler. It's telling you there is more coming you just have to be patient. I need time and a little more inspiration, because I don't want to give you something you'll hate, it'll ruin the story.
Well any thought s or comments send away!!
Onto the fun . . .
The morning sun crept over the plateau warming the faces of the explorer's as they slept.
Slowly Roxton roused and felt something soft under his chin, he looked down into a collection of raven curls.
Marguerite had moved off the chair during the night and cuddled up next to him on the floor sharing her blanket with him.
Roxton decided he liked waking up like this. He looked at her thoughtfully. 'I wonder what made her move?' he thought as he touched her hair. He looked out across the room.
Challenger was asleep snoring with his head back over the sofa, his mouth open.
Veronica was asleep over the arm of the couch, while Ned had fallen over and was asleep on Veronica.
Next he looked over to their new friends. Robert was somewhat in the same position as Challenger although he wasn't snoring and his mouth wasn't open half so wide.
Deanna slept contently against his chest. His arm was secured around her waist as if he was afraid if he let go she would disappear.
Roxton felt Marguerite move. He looked down grinning as she turned and looked up at him. She smiled sleepily, "Morning John"
He smiled "Good morning to you to, have a good rest?"
"Dreadful" she sarcastically commented smiling knowing where he was going.
"Really, I had a lovely nap and woke up to something even lovelier"
"Oh?" she said slyly
"Yes, the beautiful sunrise" he said looking away
"Oh John!" she scolded quietly hitting him.
He chuckled and kissed her on the forehead
"You know you're the most lovely thing I have ever seen, and will ever see," he whispered into her ear
She looked up at him, sincerely.
He looked back at her, their faces close.
Marguerite tried to tuck all of her doubts in the back of her mind, but that wasn't fair, it wasn't fair to him. She couldn't be selfish for once in her life she couldn't be selfish. She couldn't just stay in his safe embrace, she couldn't-oh but how she wanted to, "I would give anything to have this forever" she thought, but had said it softly looking down.
"Then why can't we?" he said to her.
She looked up at him startled and slightly distressed. What could she say, how could she explain it without betraying everything, without making him ashamed of her, like all the rest.
"BaNg!"
1 She was saved, a huge thud was heard at the door and then another. They broke apart.
Roxton felt a bit dejected but let it go, in time; it would all come together-in time.
Deanna stirred, "Robert let me up there's someone at the door." She said sleepily.
She groaned and got up annoyed.
Robert rolled over and then sat up wiping his face. As the thuds continued the rest of the explorer's started to wake.
"Good morning all" he said
Deanna ruffled her long hair as she walked down the hall to the door her heels knocking softly on the floor.
"I'm coming- wait a minute!"
Outside . . .
"Ok what are we suppose to do again?"
"How many times do I have to tell you-"
"Ok ok-never mind"
"How do English people sound again?"
"Would you boys shut up, we're here"
Inside . .
"I swear you people are getting more and more impatient-" Deanna said opening the door, and then she stopped dead.
"Top of the morn'in to you gov-err-miss"
Deanna stood very still and composed-though the urge to throw them off her stoop and burst out laughing was very strong.
In front of her stood four people, three men and one woman.
They were clearly trying to be the explorers. One man was big and burly carrying a rifle, but by the way he held it he most defiantly knew not how to use it. The woman was sloppily dressed in skins, he dirty blonde hair was tangled beyond repair and she fingered the knife she was holding like a deranged killed. The man next to her was short and timid looking and had a fake PRESS tag sticking out of the corner pocket of his jacket. The last man was defiantly not old enough to be the professor whom she assumed he was impersonating because he had a magnified glass in his hand and asked about the foilage, instead of foliage.
"We are looking for our friend, Marguerite Krux"
'At least they got the name right' she thought
Robert had seen her straighten up when she opened the door and was watching from the other room. The other explorers came in closer to see what was going on.
Marguerite's eyes widened when she heard her name.
"There is no one by that name here, I am sorry- I hope you find her." She said starting to close the door.
The imposters looked at each other then the woman kicked the door.
Deanna held tight to it, the imposter looking like Challenger held a musket in her face.
"We are her friends and we are here to take her." Then he kicked the rest of the door open, exposing the explorers.
"Then one of you in lying to me and I think it's you" said Deanna smirking
Knowing they were exposed, they looked around a minute.
Then the man with the revolver bashed Deanna on the forehead with it throwing her back onto the stairs and they charged in.
"Deanna!" Robert yelled
Marguerite gasped.
Five more warriors ran in the house.
Roxton ran for his rifle. A warrior blocked his path.
"Easy now" Roxton said holding up his hands.
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"Hey there Blondie" said Veronica coming up behind the woman impersonating her.
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Robert was trying and failing to push his way of to the stairs.
"Deanna? Deanna?!" said Marguerite frantically trying to rouse her friend. Blood was swiftly flowing from the wound by her temple she finally began to stir.
The burly man trying to be Roxton rushed Marguerite from behind. She cried out.
"Marguerite!" Roxton yelled and ran over to her, having disposed of his friend.
"Excuse me sir!" he yelled punching the man in the face. The man threw Marguerite to the ground, and smiled coming after Roxton.
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"Deanna!!" Robert yelled struggling against the two men holding him as he heard her scream out.
He hit the one man in the jaw with his elbow and charged the other to the ground and looked up to see the man masquerading as Challenger pulling Deanna, struggling, off the floor by her hair grinning vilely. He gritted his teeth and jumped to his feet.
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The woman came at Veronica with her knife and just scratched her arm with the tip.
"Good-but more like this" said Veronica throwing her knife, which hit her in the chest.
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"Oh come on," said Ned looking at the little man who was supposed to be him. Then the little man smirked and flipped in the air kicking Malone in the chest knocking the wind out of him.
Challenger had shot two of the warriors who had attacked him, and heard a familiar voice.
"Have you had enough yet," came Roxton's wavering remark.
He looked over to see him hit in the face again by the burly man. Marguerite came up behind him and hit him with a pot. He wavered slightly, but turned and grabbed Marguerite by the throat.
Two warriors shoved Veronica into a closet closing it with two of their spears.
Roxton jumped on the burly man's back and had a shocked expression on his face when the man slammed him back into the wall.
"Roxton!!" Marguerite screamed as the man dragged her out the door and threw her down the stairs knocking her out.
Robert was round kicked from behind and thrown into the other room.
Challenger came up behind the warrior and hit him with his gun, but another warrior came up behind him and knocked him out.
Then he shouted something in a foreign language.
But Deanna came in with her rifle fire burning in her eyes.
But the Challenger phony shot behind her and hit a shelf knocking it over on her, and then another warrior rushed her grabbing the rifle that went off again.
They said something in another language and Robert heard them say 'demon' as he picked himself off the ground.
Deanna growled as they grabbed her by her hair again as they threw her over toward the door.
Robert ran over, he could hear more screaming outside- clearly Marguerite- he ran over to charge at the man with Deanna but they had been waiting and tripped him with a robe. Then they tied him up and gagged him, leaving a note on his shirt.
He could hear the burly man shout, "throw'er down te stairs, work'd fer the ot'ter one"
Then he heard a shriek and grimaced as he heard the sounds as she fell.
He groaned and tugged at his bonds. On his way out the man that looked like Ned kicked him knocking him out.
Outside the Challenger imposter picked Deanna off the ground and motioned for them to move out, the burly man with Marguerite thrown over his shoulder followed as they left the scene of the crime.
20 minutes later . . .
"This-is-get-ting-re-ally-old" Veronica panted slamming on the door against the spears, then they finally broke and with one more push she was out.
She looked over the scene and ran to get water from the kitchen.
She woke Roxton first, he sputtered as he was splashed with water.
"Wha-what?" he started and jolted awake, "Where are they?!"
"Gone" said Veronica waking Challenger,
"Where is Marguerite!!!"
"She's gone to, Deanna as well. Wait where is Robert?" she said looking around.
Roxton stood and walked into the other rooms.
Then he found him, tied in a chair pushed onto its back, gagged and unconscious.
"Veronica!"
"Veronica brought in a wet towel and went back to wake Ned.
Roxton un-gagged Robert and flicked him in the face with the towel. He quickly, woke and would've jumped up had he not still been tied in the chair.
"Easy old boy" said Roxton untying him frantically. Then he saw the note, he snatched it of Robert's shirt.
"What's this?"
"I don't know they pinned it on me when they tied me up." He said getting up.
"Where is Deanna?!" He said Panicked " and Marguerite?!"
"They took them," Roxton said gravely reading over the letter.
My Dear Dear Friends,
I have taken the liberty of inviting Miss Krux back to my village. I fear it is a private invitation though. So if you make any type of appearance in my village you will be killed without thought or consideration.
However if you would peacefully like to see your lady friend again I suggest you bring me all the items of wealth that you possess and the chief's declaration that he will not bring war upon my people for trespassing on his territory.
So I suggest if you wish to see Miss Krux again that you meet these and any further demands without opposition and only with complete compliance.
The rest of the note included directions and small demands.
He handed it Robert and walked off into the hall "Challenger!"
"Yes I'm here," said Challenger walking over holding his head.
"They took Marguerite and Deanna"
'Yes I know, Veronica told me"
"There is a ransom note"
"For what?"
"Just about everything"
"Wonderful"
Robert ran out of the room grabbing his rifle.
"What are you doing?!" said Veronica startled
"I've got to go after them-we've only been out . . ." he looked at the clock, "About a half hour they can't have gotten far,"
"Well we're coming with you, but-but what's got you so worked up, they won't hurt them until they get the ransom."
"No they won't hurt Marguerite," Robert corrected handing her the note.
"But Deanna- she's as good as dead if we don't find them fast." And he ran out the door.
The others grabbed their stuff and ran after him. He had the same seriousness and vibe of rage that Marguerite had noticed days before.
"Why would they kill her?" asked Ned
"Haiton-Haiton he has such a hate against her for ruining everything, and such passion" he growled, "but she scorned him several times. I have no doubt if she denies him again, he'll kill her-he's tried before." He said letting his memories fade back to those horrid days years ago. 'I also wouldn't be to sure about how they will treat Marguerite," he said with more anger "The note never said you would get her unharmed.
"Are you serious!" said Veronica startled
"Yes"
Roxton's mouth was set as steel and his brow fixed with anger.
"If they lay a hand on her-"
"Wait!" said Robert stopping abruptly
'What?" said Challenger
"Did you hear that?"
They listened intently.
They heard yelling in the distance.
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"You let her go!" Deanna screamed ripping at her bonds.
The men were throwing Marguerite around between them. One of then tried to grab her skirt; she kicked him with her good foot. He grabbed a stick and hit her injured leg, hard.
She screamed out.
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"That was Marguerite!" Roxton exclaimed started they broke into a run.
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Deanna furiously jerked at the robes holding her and they finally burst.
She ran and jumped right onto the back of the man holding Marguerite.
He threw her off and she hit the ground causing the dust to swirl around. She didn't move.
"Deanna!" Marguerite cried terrified of being left alone with these people.
The man came over to her and bent down over to turn her over.
Deanna pushed off the ground spin toward him and grabbed hit gun from its holster.
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"Bloody hell!!" the gun shots were heard
"That's Deanna," Robert confirmed as they closed in.
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"Marguerite come on lets go!" Deanna shouted through the chaos and grabbed her and they broke out into a run through the jungle.
Marguerite could hear the snapping sticks under the warriors' feet as they ran after them.
Marguerite couldn't run do fast, her splint slowed her down a great deal and the hit she took to her foot hadn't helped.
Deanna was almost carrying her as they ran blindly into the jungle.
Deanna looked back, she heard Marguerite gasp and turned around sharply and stopped herself as the edge of a cliff came under her feet. She wavered, and felt the earth move under her foot she tried to shift her weight backward but was a minute to late.
"Deanna!!" Marguerite screamed and threw her arm out snagging Deanna by arm by the elbow. "Come on!" Marguerite groaned
"You have to go Marguerite!" Deanna shouted
"What!"
"Drop me down to the ledge" Deanna groaned her shoulder was in horrendous pain.
"I won't leave you here they will kill you!!"
"You stay and they will kill you!" Deanna growled back.
"NO" said Marguerite reaching back and grabbing a small sapling and pulled. Deanna pushed with her feet as much as she could and soon, she was back on the top of the cliff.
"OH" she sighed and hugged Marguerite as they laughed looking over the cliff.
Then they saw a shadow and turned.
They both gasped.
Then a shot was heard and the warrior in front of them fell.
Roxton was standing behind him rifle in hand. He ran over and helped them up.
"Marguerite" he sighed touching her face and gently touched the gash on her cheek.
Deanna held her arm and looked out over the jungle. He was the only warrior. But where were the others?
"Deanna . . ." came Robert's gentle voice
She turned to him. He face sunk, "oh Deanna" he cooed looking her over. He took out his handkerchief and gently pressed on the bleeding wound on her head.
"See now this is why we don't open the door for strangers," he tried to joke light heartedly, but she was too angry to joke.
She slapped his arm away and stalked off toward the house.
Marguerite saw this and limped after her.
"Deanna? Deanna I'm talking to you!" Marguerite said in her stern tone.
"What?" said Deanna in a blunt tone
"What is with you?"
"Um hello we were just kidnapped and almost killed, I mean you could've.... We have to find a way to get you guys home." She said continuing to walk. The other explorers had come after them now walking back to the house.
"What?" said Ned
"It's to dangerous for you, we have to get you home before anything else happens"
"Deanna's right, while you're here your open to attack from them."
"W-wha-what about you?!" said Marguerite frustrated. Roxton just gently tightened the hold he had had on her shoulders hinting for her to calm down.
"Ha! Here I'm always open to attack, not a huge difference for me," she said cynically.
"Well we're not leaving you," said Challenger looking at everyone who nodded
"Right we started this we should end it," said Veronica
"Veronica-Challenger everyone I-we appreciate it but it's to dangerous"
"It doesn't matter we're staying" said Roxton
Deanna said nothing and started stalking off again.
"Thank you" Marguerite whispered to Roxton as he helped her walk an arm snaked around her waist.
He just smiled at her. 'They got to damn close he thought, to close . . .' and he kissed her on the head and continued walking.
Author's Notes: yes boring but hey I'm working on it. I really just wanted you to know I was still here. Then next one will take a while though I know that. And I know you guys are so good, cause you have been so far and I thank you. I also sound like a pre k teacher sorry about that. But it's true you are the best!! So please review I love hearing specifically what you think. SO REIVew ReVIEW REvIEW!!!
Remember Reviews are motivating . . . . .
Disclaimer: I don't own Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's The Lost World, or any of its story's or characters. So don't sue cause I never said I did and you'll lose.
Author's Pre Notes: No that's not the end plenty more to come, but not too much. I love all of your reviews!! I can tell who the real fans are. This chapter isn't as good as some of the others so it's kind of filler. It's telling you there is more coming you just have to be patient. I need time and a little more inspiration, because I don't want to give you something you'll hate, it'll ruin the story.
Well any thought s or comments send away!!
Onto the fun . . .
The morning sun crept over the plateau warming the faces of the explorer's as they slept.
Slowly Roxton roused and felt something soft under his chin, he looked down into a collection of raven curls.
Marguerite had moved off the chair during the night and cuddled up next to him on the floor sharing her blanket with him.
Roxton decided he liked waking up like this. He looked at her thoughtfully. 'I wonder what made her move?' he thought as he touched her hair. He looked out across the room.
Challenger was asleep snoring with his head back over the sofa, his mouth open.
Veronica was asleep over the arm of the couch, while Ned had fallen over and was asleep on Veronica.
Next he looked over to their new friends. Robert was somewhat in the same position as Challenger although he wasn't snoring and his mouth wasn't open half so wide.
Deanna slept contently against his chest. His arm was secured around her waist as if he was afraid if he let go she would disappear.
Roxton felt Marguerite move. He looked down grinning as she turned and looked up at him. She smiled sleepily, "Morning John"
He smiled "Good morning to you to, have a good rest?"
"Dreadful" she sarcastically commented smiling knowing where he was going.
"Really, I had a lovely nap and woke up to something even lovelier"
"Oh?" she said slyly
"Yes, the beautiful sunrise" he said looking away
"Oh John!" she scolded quietly hitting him.
He chuckled and kissed her on the forehead
"You know you're the most lovely thing I have ever seen, and will ever see," he whispered into her ear
She looked up at him, sincerely.
He looked back at her, their faces close.
Marguerite tried to tuck all of her doubts in the back of her mind, but that wasn't fair, it wasn't fair to him. She couldn't be selfish for once in her life she couldn't be selfish. She couldn't just stay in his safe embrace, she couldn't-oh but how she wanted to, "I would give anything to have this forever" she thought, but had said it softly looking down.
"Then why can't we?" he said to her.
She looked up at him startled and slightly distressed. What could she say, how could she explain it without betraying everything, without making him ashamed of her, like all the rest.
"BaNg!"
1 She was saved, a huge thud was heard at the door and then another. They broke apart.
Roxton felt a bit dejected but let it go, in time; it would all come together-in time.
Deanna stirred, "Robert let me up there's someone at the door." She said sleepily.
She groaned and got up annoyed.
Robert rolled over and then sat up wiping his face. As the thuds continued the rest of the explorer's started to wake.
"Good morning all" he said
Deanna ruffled her long hair as she walked down the hall to the door her heels knocking softly on the floor.
"I'm coming- wait a minute!"
Outside . . .
"Ok what are we suppose to do again?"
"How many times do I have to tell you-"
"Ok ok-never mind"
"How do English people sound again?"
"Would you boys shut up, we're here"
Inside . .
"I swear you people are getting more and more impatient-" Deanna said opening the door, and then she stopped dead.
"Top of the morn'in to you gov-err-miss"
Deanna stood very still and composed-though the urge to throw them off her stoop and burst out laughing was very strong.
In front of her stood four people, three men and one woman.
They were clearly trying to be the explorers. One man was big and burly carrying a rifle, but by the way he held it he most defiantly knew not how to use it. The woman was sloppily dressed in skins, he dirty blonde hair was tangled beyond repair and she fingered the knife she was holding like a deranged killed. The man next to her was short and timid looking and had a fake PRESS tag sticking out of the corner pocket of his jacket. The last man was defiantly not old enough to be the professor whom she assumed he was impersonating because he had a magnified glass in his hand and asked about the foilage, instead of foliage.
"We are looking for our friend, Marguerite Krux"
'At least they got the name right' she thought
Robert had seen her straighten up when she opened the door and was watching from the other room. The other explorers came in closer to see what was going on.
Marguerite's eyes widened when she heard her name.
"There is no one by that name here, I am sorry- I hope you find her." She said starting to close the door.
The imposters looked at each other then the woman kicked the door.
Deanna held tight to it, the imposter looking like Challenger held a musket in her face.
"We are her friends and we are here to take her." Then he kicked the rest of the door open, exposing the explorers.
"Then one of you in lying to me and I think it's you" said Deanna smirking
Knowing they were exposed, they looked around a minute.
Then the man with the revolver bashed Deanna on the forehead with it throwing her back onto the stairs and they charged in.
"Deanna!" Robert yelled
Marguerite gasped.
Five more warriors ran in the house.
Roxton ran for his rifle. A warrior blocked his path.
"Easy now" Roxton said holding up his hands.
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"Hey there Blondie" said Veronica coming up behind the woman impersonating her.
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Robert was trying and failing to push his way of to the stairs.
"Deanna? Deanna?!" said Marguerite frantically trying to rouse her friend. Blood was swiftly flowing from the wound by her temple she finally began to stir.
The burly man trying to be Roxton rushed Marguerite from behind. She cried out.
"Marguerite!" Roxton yelled and ran over to her, having disposed of his friend.
"Excuse me sir!" he yelled punching the man in the face. The man threw Marguerite to the ground, and smiled coming after Roxton.
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"Deanna!!" Robert yelled struggling against the two men holding him as he heard her scream out.
He hit the one man in the jaw with his elbow and charged the other to the ground and looked up to see the man masquerading as Challenger pulling Deanna, struggling, off the floor by her hair grinning vilely. He gritted his teeth and jumped to his feet.
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The woman came at Veronica with her knife and just scratched her arm with the tip.
"Good-but more like this" said Veronica throwing her knife, which hit her in the chest.
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"Oh come on," said Ned looking at the little man who was supposed to be him. Then the little man smirked and flipped in the air kicking Malone in the chest knocking the wind out of him.
Challenger had shot two of the warriors who had attacked him, and heard a familiar voice.
"Have you had enough yet," came Roxton's wavering remark.
He looked over to see him hit in the face again by the burly man. Marguerite came up behind him and hit him with a pot. He wavered slightly, but turned and grabbed Marguerite by the throat.
Two warriors shoved Veronica into a closet closing it with two of their spears.
Roxton jumped on the burly man's back and had a shocked expression on his face when the man slammed him back into the wall.
"Roxton!!" Marguerite screamed as the man dragged her out the door and threw her down the stairs knocking her out.
Robert was round kicked from behind and thrown into the other room.
Challenger came up behind the warrior and hit him with his gun, but another warrior came up behind him and knocked him out.
Then he shouted something in a foreign language.
But Deanna came in with her rifle fire burning in her eyes.
But the Challenger phony shot behind her and hit a shelf knocking it over on her, and then another warrior rushed her grabbing the rifle that went off again.
They said something in another language and Robert heard them say 'demon' as he picked himself off the ground.
Deanna growled as they grabbed her by her hair again as they threw her over toward the door.
Robert ran over, he could hear more screaming outside- clearly Marguerite- he ran over to charge at the man with Deanna but they had been waiting and tripped him with a robe. Then they tied him up and gagged him, leaving a note on his shirt.
He could hear the burly man shout, "throw'er down te stairs, work'd fer the ot'ter one"
Then he heard a shriek and grimaced as he heard the sounds as she fell.
He groaned and tugged at his bonds. On his way out the man that looked like Ned kicked him knocking him out.
Outside the Challenger imposter picked Deanna off the ground and motioned for them to move out, the burly man with Marguerite thrown over his shoulder followed as they left the scene of the crime.
20 minutes later . . .
"This-is-get-ting-re-ally-old" Veronica panted slamming on the door against the spears, then they finally broke and with one more push she was out.
She looked over the scene and ran to get water from the kitchen.
She woke Roxton first, he sputtered as he was splashed with water.
"Wha-what?" he started and jolted awake, "Where are they?!"
"Gone" said Veronica waking Challenger,
"Where is Marguerite!!!"
"She's gone to, Deanna as well. Wait where is Robert?" she said looking around.
Roxton stood and walked into the other rooms.
Then he found him, tied in a chair pushed onto its back, gagged and unconscious.
"Veronica!"
"Veronica brought in a wet towel and went back to wake Ned.
Roxton un-gagged Robert and flicked him in the face with the towel. He quickly, woke and would've jumped up had he not still been tied in the chair.
"Easy old boy" said Roxton untying him frantically. Then he saw the note, he snatched it of Robert's shirt.
"What's this?"
"I don't know they pinned it on me when they tied me up." He said getting up.
"Where is Deanna?!" He said Panicked " and Marguerite?!"
"They took them," Roxton said gravely reading over the letter.
My Dear Dear Friends,
I have taken the liberty of inviting Miss Krux back to my village. I fear it is a private invitation though. So if you make any type of appearance in my village you will be killed without thought or consideration.
However if you would peacefully like to see your lady friend again I suggest you bring me all the items of wealth that you possess and the chief's declaration that he will not bring war upon my people for trespassing on his territory.
So I suggest if you wish to see Miss Krux again that you meet these and any further demands without opposition and only with complete compliance.
The rest of the note included directions and small demands.
He handed it Robert and walked off into the hall "Challenger!"
"Yes I'm here," said Challenger walking over holding his head.
"They took Marguerite and Deanna"
'Yes I know, Veronica told me"
"There is a ransom note"
"For what?"
"Just about everything"
"Wonderful"
Robert ran out of the room grabbing his rifle.
"What are you doing?!" said Veronica startled
"I've got to go after them-we've only been out . . ." he looked at the clock, "About a half hour they can't have gotten far,"
"Well we're coming with you, but-but what's got you so worked up, they won't hurt them until they get the ransom."
"No they won't hurt Marguerite," Robert corrected handing her the note.
"But Deanna- she's as good as dead if we don't find them fast." And he ran out the door.
The others grabbed their stuff and ran after him. He had the same seriousness and vibe of rage that Marguerite had noticed days before.
"Why would they kill her?" asked Ned
"Haiton-Haiton he has such a hate against her for ruining everything, and such passion" he growled, "but she scorned him several times. I have no doubt if she denies him again, he'll kill her-he's tried before." He said letting his memories fade back to those horrid days years ago. 'I also wouldn't be to sure about how they will treat Marguerite," he said with more anger "The note never said you would get her unharmed.
"Are you serious!" said Veronica startled
"Yes"
Roxton's mouth was set as steel and his brow fixed with anger.
"If they lay a hand on her-"
"Wait!" said Robert stopping abruptly
'What?" said Challenger
"Did you hear that?"
They listened intently.
They heard yelling in the distance.
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"You let her go!" Deanna screamed ripping at her bonds.
The men were throwing Marguerite around between them. One of then tried to grab her skirt; she kicked him with her good foot. He grabbed a stick and hit her injured leg, hard.
She screamed out.
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"That was Marguerite!" Roxton exclaimed started they broke into a run.
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Deanna furiously jerked at the robes holding her and they finally burst.
She ran and jumped right onto the back of the man holding Marguerite.
He threw her off and she hit the ground causing the dust to swirl around. She didn't move.
"Deanna!" Marguerite cried terrified of being left alone with these people.
The man came over to her and bent down over to turn her over.
Deanna pushed off the ground spin toward him and grabbed hit gun from its holster.
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"Bloody hell!!" the gun shots were heard
"That's Deanna," Robert confirmed as they closed in.
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"Marguerite come on lets go!" Deanna shouted through the chaos and grabbed her and they broke out into a run through the jungle.
Marguerite could hear the snapping sticks under the warriors' feet as they ran after them.
Marguerite couldn't run do fast, her splint slowed her down a great deal and the hit she took to her foot hadn't helped.
Deanna was almost carrying her as they ran blindly into the jungle.
Deanna looked back, she heard Marguerite gasp and turned around sharply and stopped herself as the edge of a cliff came under her feet. She wavered, and felt the earth move under her foot she tried to shift her weight backward but was a minute to late.
"Deanna!!" Marguerite screamed and threw her arm out snagging Deanna by arm by the elbow. "Come on!" Marguerite groaned
"You have to go Marguerite!" Deanna shouted
"What!"
"Drop me down to the ledge" Deanna groaned her shoulder was in horrendous pain.
"I won't leave you here they will kill you!!"
"You stay and they will kill you!" Deanna growled back.
"NO" said Marguerite reaching back and grabbing a small sapling and pulled. Deanna pushed with her feet as much as she could and soon, she was back on the top of the cliff.
"OH" she sighed and hugged Marguerite as they laughed looking over the cliff.
Then they saw a shadow and turned.
They both gasped.
Then a shot was heard and the warrior in front of them fell.
Roxton was standing behind him rifle in hand. He ran over and helped them up.
"Marguerite" he sighed touching her face and gently touched the gash on her cheek.
Deanna held her arm and looked out over the jungle. He was the only warrior. But where were the others?
"Deanna . . ." came Robert's gentle voice
She turned to him. He face sunk, "oh Deanna" he cooed looking her over. He took out his handkerchief and gently pressed on the bleeding wound on her head.
"See now this is why we don't open the door for strangers," he tried to joke light heartedly, but she was too angry to joke.
She slapped his arm away and stalked off toward the house.
Marguerite saw this and limped after her.
"Deanna? Deanna I'm talking to you!" Marguerite said in her stern tone.
"What?" said Deanna in a blunt tone
"What is with you?"
"Um hello we were just kidnapped and almost killed, I mean you could've.... We have to find a way to get you guys home." She said continuing to walk. The other explorers had come after them now walking back to the house.
"What?" said Ned
"It's to dangerous for you, we have to get you home before anything else happens"
"Deanna's right, while you're here your open to attack from them."
"W-wha-what about you?!" said Marguerite frustrated. Roxton just gently tightened the hold he had had on her shoulders hinting for her to calm down.
"Ha! Here I'm always open to attack, not a huge difference for me," she said cynically.
"Well we're not leaving you," said Challenger looking at everyone who nodded
"Right we started this we should end it," said Veronica
"Veronica-Challenger everyone I-we appreciate it but it's to dangerous"
"It doesn't matter we're staying" said Roxton
Deanna said nothing and started stalking off again.
"Thank you" Marguerite whispered to Roxton as he helped her walk an arm snaked around her waist.
He just smiled at her. 'They got to damn close he thought, to close . . .' and he kissed her on the head and continued walking.
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