A/N: Whew...Finally a break from homework...Ok, back to business...let's see, where did I leave off? Oh yes...

***Phi and Alex's View***

When a man ripped the two teen's blindfolds off, the first thing Alex noticed was that they were in a dark, cold, and damp room that looked like those dungeons from the old black and white Dracula movies. The man that had "escorted" them there was large, heavy set, and looked to be in his mid- thirties, early forties, and had a very unpleasant stench around him. Like everyone else, he was wearing heavy furs and robe things, with a thick leather belt around his large middle, and happened to be carrying a dangerous looking sword. Alex pulled Phi closer to himself and stepped away from the man as the Scanran smirked and slammed a heavy metal bar across the door. The boy examined their surroundings after making sure that Phi was alright.

Like he had thought at first, they were in some kind of dungeon. It had two sleeping mats that looked about as thin as paper in the corner, and a small window in the upper right hand side of their cell. It wasn't very big, about the size of his parent's walk-in closet back home.

Phi went up to the bars and peered out. Their cell was just one of many that were lining a small corridor lit by lanterns hanging from the ceiling. The man that had brought them there was pacing back and forth down the hallway, and she decided that he must be their guard. Although why they would ever need a guard was beyond her. She shivered. She hadn't liked the look he had given her when he took off her blindfold. It was one of those you're-going-to-die-and-I-can't-do-anything-about-it looks. She tried to see if any of the other cells were occupied, and the only figure she could make out was one at the very end of the hallway. He, she thought it was a he, was huddled in the corner of his room, looking to be about sixty years old.

She grimaced and turned away, back into her own cell and sat down next to Alex. He was resting his head against the far stonewall and had his eyes closed, his legs pulled up to his chest and his arms resting on top of them, as if he were thinking. She sighed and prodded him a little until he snapped out of it.

He opened his eyes and rested his head on his arms, "Ya?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were alright..."

He grinned dryly and put his head back up against the wall and closed his eyes again, "Sure I am, if you consider being locked up in a place where you don't speak the language and they probably never heard of the idea that murder is bad, then ya, I'm just dandy..."

She sighed again and rested her head on his shoulder. He flinched, surprised, but as he listened to her breathing become rhythmic and settled and decided that she must be asleep, he gently rested his head on hers and drifted off into an unconscious exhaustion.

In the morning their guard rudely awaked them. He banged against the metal bars, causing Alex and Phi to leap to their feet in half-awake confusion. "Here..." He said in a heavily accented Tortallian, "...breakfast..." Phi reluctantly took it and she only did so in the first place because she was starving. She looked curiously into the wooden bowls that he handed her, then reeled back in disgust. It looked even worse than that crap the raiding party had fed them, and it smelled about two times worse too. She handed Alex a bowl who, with one look at her face, quickly caught on that breakfast was not going to be pleasant. She flopped down onto her bed mat and cautiously took a bite.

Alex watched as she through the bowl away and slapped her hand over her mouth to keep the unknown substance down. "Ugh...that was the worst thing...I have ever tasted...ever!" She wiped her mouth off on her sleeve as Alex grinned and carefully set his own bowl down in the corner of the room. He would trust her judgment on this one. Their guard came back over to see what they were making such a big fuss about and he laughed, "You had better be getting used to breakfast, you will be having it every day, for breakfast and for dinner!" Phi glared at him and stubbornly pushed the bowl farther away from her. "Fine. Starve yourself for all I care. The chief will be dealing with you soon anyway. I would be recommending that you eat all you can get your hands on. It could possibly be last meal you will be eating..."

Phi looked at him, "Thanks but I'd rather starve to death then eat this crap."

The man shrugged his shoulders and went to sit back down in a chair that was down at the far end of the corridor. Alex smiled and sat down next to her, "You know, it probably isn't the best thing for you to be disagreeing with him. If you haven't noticed, he's the one with the weapon..."

"You try our 'breakfast' then. Go ahead!"

"Fine! It can't be that bad..." She grinned doubtfully as he hesitantly picked up his bowl from the corner of the room. He smelled it, quickly recoiled, then held his nose with one hand and picked up a little of the stuff with his other hand and spooned a little bit into his mouth. Phi smiled knowingly as he spit it out all over the wall that was opposite their beds and began to wipe off his tongue, "God! That stuff is awful! It tasted like fermented dog food or something...oh god that was disgusting! Why did you let me do that? Oh man......god..."

She laughed, "You've eaten fermented dog food before?"

"No but I smelled it, and this stuff's stench is only a little bit better than that, but I imagined that it tasted about the same..."

"Now you know what I meant when I said I would rather starve..."

"And I would have to say that I might agree with you..."

***Tom's View***

His horse was having some trouble keeping up with the battle-hardened stallions of the King's Own. Tom kept urging it faster and nudging it in the sides to keep it from falling behind. Right now was one of those I'm- falling-behind-and-am-going-to-get-lost moments and he was struggling to keep the Tortallians in sight. Of course, it wasn't just the horse's fault that they were falling behind...he was having some troubles himself with riding for seven hours straight.

After he had met up with the group and they had allowed him to follow, they had ridden for about two hours then set up camp for the night. In the morning, after having repacked camp, one of the knights found the Scanran's trail again and since then they had been ridding all day. It was in the middle of the afternoon, and he was tired. He was also getting upset. What if something had happened to Phi and Alex by now? They were about an entire day's ridding ahead of them. Anything could have happened. But wouldn't he have had another vision if something had happened? Then again, it wasn't exactly like he could control his magic or his "Gift" either; it just seemed to pop up now and then. Although his dreams were becoming more realistic and vivid, he still couldn't remember any of them in the morning.

Dom held his horse back a little and waited patiently for Tom, "So, what are you thinking about?"

"What?"

Dom smiled, "It looked like you were thinking about something important. Your forehead got all furrowed and you nearly were knocked off your saddle by that low hanging branch you barely made it under..."

"What branch?"

"Exactly..."

Tom sighed, "I was just hoping that...we weren't too late."

Dom's smile disappeared, "You're worried about your sister and Alex aren't you...You and I both know that they can take care of themselves well enough, they are probably fine..."

"My sister's only fifteen! And Alex is my age, seventeen! They are both way too young to be in a situation like this! I'm too young!"

"Your sister may be fifteen and Alex may only be seventeen, but if I learned anything from being around you three from the short while that I was, it is that both Phi and Alex can throw a punch just as well as any twenty-five year old man."

Tom grinned, remembering the tavern incident, then nodded his head, "Your right. Of course you are right. Still, I think they are a little over their heads in this one...Thanks."

Dom nodded, "It was no problem. You might be right, but then again, if they are, we're only half a day behind them in case anything happens. Oh, you might want to keep up a little better with the Own, we are starting to lose sight of you up there." He urgded his horse forward and rode back up with the rest of the group.

A/N: There! That was a little longer than last time. If you are confused about Phi and Alex, don't worry, keep up best you can, and everything will everything will eventually explain itself...