Alissa- Are you a writer on the Unoffical Kit Cloudkicker site? B/c I think I recognize your name! I wasn't going to re-write the whole fic, but it seems that's what's happening! lol. Yeah, I'm definitely doing the whole series over again...all eight fics. Yikes, that's a lot :D
VenusTheGoddess- To answer your question, Guinna is the Italian version of Guinevere. A contestant on Hollywood Squares was named that; that's where I got it from :D
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The sun had rose letting in a thin beam of light into the dim prison cell. The door flung open, and clattered against the stone wall. Guinna heard but had no desire to face anyone. She laid still, pretending to sleep.
A large hand grasped her shoulder, and shook her. "Wake up!" Guinna turned her head to find a giant dog over her. "On your feet!" When she ignored the order, he pulled her up and dragged her from the cell.
Guinna was lead down the long, rock-edged hallway to a circular room. She heaved with frustration at the arrogant sight of Karnage seated proudly behind an oak desk on a red velvet armchair.
"Guinna, my dear, come in" he greeted blithely. He waved a hand to the chair set in front of his desk. "Sit." She obeyed. "Leave us, Bull." The guard disappeared into the hallway.
"What have you done, Karnage?" Guinna asked, a knot of dread balling in her stomach.
"You make a hasty decision that I have done something when I have not...yet" he replied with a sly smile. "You were always one to jump to conclusions."
"Well, I know you have a trap set for Kit."
"Do not mention that name in my chambers!" Karnage stood instantly, and slammed a fist against his desk. Guinna cringed, hoping she didn't just push him to a point of violence toward her. But Karnage stared straight into her tense face then calmly sat down. "I have summoned you here to talk about us."
"Us?" Guinna almost laughed. "There is no us."
Karnage leaned forward, placing elbows on the desk top and clasping his hands together. "Maybe not the way you and that rancid bear is. But we are so much more. You have no clues what we could accomplish together. I have more to offer than just my fabulous self."
Guinna whirled her eyes in annoyance at the statement. "And what would that be?"
"I have more treasure than you can imagine."
"I could care less about treasure."
"I can make you're dreams come true."
"Yeah, stealing and killing have always been my dreams" Guinna retorted with a sarcastic bite.
Karnage grinned, standing and stepping behind her chair. Guinna tensed again as he lay hands on her shoulders. "You have a small amount of time left to think about my offer. Bull!" The giant dog reappeared instantly. "Take Mrs. Guinna back to her cell."
Guinna was lugged back to her dim cell. The door clicked shut, and she fell back on the cot feeling the urge to take a knife and run it through something - preferably Karnage.
Several minutes later, the door opened again.
"What does Karnage want now?" Guinna blurted out as she sat up.
The pirate was in front of her in no time with his hand covering her mouth. Guinna looked at him in surprise.
"Shush! Do you want us to get caught, Gigi?" the pirate whispered.
Guinna blinked once, twice, then slipped her hand into his. "Kit, you're here."
Kit smiled. "Here for you. Come on. We need to hightail it." He peeked into the hallway. Empty. They stuck close to the rock-edged wall headed towards the secret passage Kit knew of. A familiar voice was heard coming near them.
"Quick. In here." Kit pulled her into an open room. Guinna had no time to protest.
"Kit, we're stuck in Karnage's chambers!" she murmured.
Kit peered around. Karnage was getting closer. He was off-struck for a moment, but a sudden smirk fell on his face. "I have an idea."
Guinna cocked her head. "What would that be?"
"Stand behind the desk. I'll take care of the rest." Guinna watched Kit pulled out a silver pistol from a holster under his coat. She could guess what he had in mind.
She waited behind the desk as the footsteps become more near. She glanced down, and a name on a piece of paper caught her interest. "Captives in sector 4B: Kay Ashner, Rebecca Cunningham..." She swallowed hard, wanting to say something but the footsteps had stopped in front of the room. She quickly slipped the paper in her skirt pocket.
Karnage walked in, and came to a halt at the sight of Guinna. "Hello Karnage."
Kit stepped out, holding the pistol at Karnage's temple. "So grateful that you could join us, Karnie."
"Cloudkeecker" he hissed, moving for his sword at his side.
"Don't even think about it." Kit grabbed the sword, taking it quickly from him. "Can't have you defending yourself, can we?"
"What are you going to do with me?"
"Good question" Guinna said lightly, looking at Kit.
Kit nodded. "We're going to do something to you that you've done to us more times than can count."
Guinna walked up to Karnage. "Prepared to be kidnapped, Karnie."
VenusTheGoddess- To answer your question, Guinna is the Italian version of Guinevere. A contestant on Hollywood Squares was named that; that's where I got it from :D
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The sun had rose letting in a thin beam of light into the dim prison cell. The door flung open, and clattered against the stone wall. Guinna heard but had no desire to face anyone. She laid still, pretending to sleep.
A large hand grasped her shoulder, and shook her. "Wake up!" Guinna turned her head to find a giant dog over her. "On your feet!" When she ignored the order, he pulled her up and dragged her from the cell.
Guinna was lead down the long, rock-edged hallway to a circular room. She heaved with frustration at the arrogant sight of Karnage seated proudly behind an oak desk on a red velvet armchair.
"Guinna, my dear, come in" he greeted blithely. He waved a hand to the chair set in front of his desk. "Sit." She obeyed. "Leave us, Bull." The guard disappeared into the hallway.
"What have you done, Karnage?" Guinna asked, a knot of dread balling in her stomach.
"You make a hasty decision that I have done something when I have not...yet" he replied with a sly smile. "You were always one to jump to conclusions."
"Well, I know you have a trap set for Kit."
"Do not mention that name in my chambers!" Karnage stood instantly, and slammed a fist against his desk. Guinna cringed, hoping she didn't just push him to a point of violence toward her. But Karnage stared straight into her tense face then calmly sat down. "I have summoned you here to talk about us."
"Us?" Guinna almost laughed. "There is no us."
Karnage leaned forward, placing elbows on the desk top and clasping his hands together. "Maybe not the way you and that rancid bear is. But we are so much more. You have no clues what we could accomplish together. I have more to offer than just my fabulous self."
Guinna whirled her eyes in annoyance at the statement. "And what would that be?"
"I have more treasure than you can imagine."
"I could care less about treasure."
"I can make you're dreams come true."
"Yeah, stealing and killing have always been my dreams" Guinna retorted with a sarcastic bite.
Karnage grinned, standing and stepping behind her chair. Guinna tensed again as he lay hands on her shoulders. "You have a small amount of time left to think about my offer. Bull!" The giant dog reappeared instantly. "Take Mrs. Guinna back to her cell."
Guinna was lugged back to her dim cell. The door clicked shut, and she fell back on the cot feeling the urge to take a knife and run it through something - preferably Karnage.
Several minutes later, the door opened again.
"What does Karnage want now?" Guinna blurted out as she sat up.
The pirate was in front of her in no time with his hand covering her mouth. Guinna looked at him in surprise.
"Shush! Do you want us to get caught, Gigi?" the pirate whispered.
Guinna blinked once, twice, then slipped her hand into his. "Kit, you're here."
Kit smiled. "Here for you. Come on. We need to hightail it." He peeked into the hallway. Empty. They stuck close to the rock-edged wall headed towards the secret passage Kit knew of. A familiar voice was heard coming near them.
"Quick. In here." Kit pulled her into an open room. Guinna had no time to protest.
"Kit, we're stuck in Karnage's chambers!" she murmured.
Kit peered around. Karnage was getting closer. He was off-struck for a moment, but a sudden smirk fell on his face. "I have an idea."
Guinna cocked her head. "What would that be?"
"Stand behind the desk. I'll take care of the rest." Guinna watched Kit pulled out a silver pistol from a holster under his coat. She could guess what he had in mind.
She waited behind the desk as the footsteps become more near. She glanced down, and a name on a piece of paper caught her interest. "Captives in sector 4B: Kay Ashner, Rebecca Cunningham..." She swallowed hard, wanting to say something but the footsteps had stopped in front of the room. She quickly slipped the paper in her skirt pocket.
Karnage walked in, and came to a halt at the sight of Guinna. "Hello Karnage."
Kit stepped out, holding the pistol at Karnage's temple. "So grateful that you could join us, Karnie."
"Cloudkeecker" he hissed, moving for his sword at his side.
"Don't even think about it." Kit grabbed the sword, taking it quickly from him. "Can't have you defending yourself, can we?"
"What are you going to do with me?"
"Good question" Guinna said lightly, looking at Kit.
Kit nodded. "We're going to do something to you that you've done to us more times than can count."
Guinna walked up to Karnage. "Prepared to be kidnapped, Karnie."