Authors Note- Sorry if everyone seems a little OOC. I had writers block and kinda forced this through. By the way I did this instead of an essay for english, so Iam gonna be sorry later. Ahh well, I hope you enjoy!

ch2- Glimpse of the past

Marius leaned his head back against the wall of his cell and took a deep breath.

"Okay", he said to himself, "this cant be as bad as it seems. I've got to calm down and think of something." Marius went over every word he'd ever heard Sir Warren utter. There had to be a clue somewhere.

"If only I knew what he was after!"

Well, he thought, I know it can't be something good, or else I wouldn't be in a cell.

"What could they want?" It was obvious at this point that they knew he was... well, what had Madam Defonse called him- oh yes- "special". The question was how could they know.

It wasn't just as if they had just guessed. They knew too much for that to be the case, even before he'd filled in the blanks. They knew about his powers, his sister (though it seemed they hadn't figured out her power yet), they even knew that he had a connection with Jules.

The only people he could think of who would know all that, and there weren't many, would never betray them. In truth, only the people from the school knew.

Could this be what Madam Defonse had been warning them about? She'd always gone on about how people would try to use us for evil. Quite frankly, he'd thought her delusional. He had never really believed her stories about the battle between good and evil, and the role they would have to play. He'd figured them fairy tales to entertain, but what if she'd been serious?

***

Jules and Claret were still standing in the same spot they'd been in when Sir Warren left. They were both to stunned to move. The silence was thick enough to be cut with a knife when suddenly footsteps could be heard walking towards their door. The automatically retreated to the far corner of the room.

The door opened revealing two league henchmen. One placed two bowls on the ground and the other appeared to have come to simply glare at them. They left as swiftly as they had come.

The silence was back.

Neither one of them made a move for the bowls. They slowly turned their heads and looked at each other. Then they turned back to the bowls. Suddenly the silence was broken... Jules stomach growled. That was the last straw. They fell to their knees laughing.

"I think maybe you should eat something."

"Ha, Ha, HA!"

"Well you have to admit it was comical Jules."

"Fine", he huffed, "maybe a little bit..."

She started to laugh again.

"Do you always laugh this much when your locked in dank cell?", he questioned sarcastically.

"Always? I must admit I am fairly new to the whole hostage situation. Do you think the food is safe to eat?"

"I don't know but I don't see how we can avoid it. I haven't eaten in a long time."

"Your right, but what if it's been drugged."

"Then you'll have to work your magic", he replied with a smile.

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk! Now Jules Verne you know we can only use our powers in emergencies!"

"This isn't an emergency?"

"Is it on the list?"

"Claret! Don't be daft!"

"Let's recite the list..."

"I am not reciting that list! No, it's not on it. Not specifically. But saving a life is, and they are planning to kill you."

"I still think you should recite the list."

"Let it go! Please.", he begged.

"Remember how you used to show off to Madam Defonse by reciting all her lists?"

"I was not showing off! That stuff was important to remember. I use those lists all the time!"

"Really? Which ones? The `things to pack if your on the run list'? Or maybe the `cities you should never visit list'!? Those lists are useless!", she teased.

"Not all of them." he countered. "The `list of common but forbidden places' is very useful. I am just not able to follow it."

"What does that mean?"

"I have a thing with #3- you know- dark allies. Trust me", he said, "you don't want to get me started."

"What in God's name have you been up to!"

"You wouldn`t believe me if I told you."

***

Passepartout and Phileas were about to go insane from anticipation when Rebecca burst into the Aurora.

"We've found them! Passepartout set a course for Santon Hill!", she said though a huge grin.

Passepartout looked to his master for assurance then excitedly started to manipulate the controls and lead the Aurora towards her destination.

***

Standing on the bow of the Aurora ,Phileas could just make out the outline of the castle they were trying to reach. It looked deserted, but then again it was probably a facade.

He could hear Rebecca moving around behind him tucking God only knows how many weapons into that damned cat-suit of hers. He shook his head and smiled. That was Rebecca for you.

"Passepartout", he called.

"Yes Master?"

"Get a little closer then set her down in the cover of the forest."

***

When they finally set down it was already dark. Phileas suggested that they get a good night's sleep before they tried to rescue Jules. Rebecca grumbled but eventually agreed.

As Rebecca lay in her bed sleep alluded her. She was dreadfully tired but couldn't get her mind off of Jules. She was so close, only a twenty-minute walk away. Who knew what despicable things were being done to her young friend?

"That's It.", she whispered.

She'd gone to bed in her cat suit so there wasn't a need to dress. Ever so quietly, she snuck off of the Aurora. Phileas was going to kill her, she knew that, but this was something she had to do. She'd never forgive herself if something terrible happened to Jules while she was sleeping.

Slowly and stealthy, she made her way through the woods. Rebecca was careful to leave just enough of a trail to allow Phileas to follow her. Forgive me cousin, she thought.

Once she reached the edge of the castle grounds she knelt behind a tree. Try as she might, it was too dark to see much of anything. So, she held her breath and listened, hoping that she'd be able to hear if there were any guards were nearby.

CRACK!

A twig snapped somewhere behind her. Rebecca tensed her entire body and leaned closer to the tree. Had they seen her? She shut her eyes and held her breath once more. Using all her concentration she strained to hear who was approaching. Nothing. As she released her breath and came to the conclusion that it must have been a woodland creature, she saw a shadow moving on the tree. Before she had a chance to react a cloth doused in what smelled like ether was pushed over her face. Rebecca fought fiercely but was unable to free herself. She slipped into nothingness

***

Is this considered a cliff hanger???