Author : Peggy
Date: 5/19/01
Disclaimer: The Lost World and characters do not belong to me. I've borrowed them to provide you with a story that is hopefully entertaining.
Summary : Marguerite and Roxton face some hard times.
Ratings: PG-13
Type : Romance, Drama, Action, Adventure, Hurt & Comfort
Warnings : Violence
Comment : Hi guys, I hope you like my fan fic. This is the first time I've ever written one, and I've only started watching TLW a few weeks ago, so pardon my mistakes and stuff : ) When you see the symbol ***, it means the character is thinking/talking to himself/herself. I don't know how many chapters I'm planning on writing for this story, because I'm not exactly sure where I'm headed with it. I've got some ideas, but please excuse the infrequent updates that I predict is going to happen. I'd really appreciate some responses on what I'm doing wrong or right, and some tips would be nice too. Thanks a lot. Enjoy
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"Roxton, give that back at once or I'll...I'll...I'll tell Challenger who accidentally dropped the banana peel in the formula he's been working on for months now!!!!" Marguerite once again, in a futile attempt, made a circle around the table chasing after Roxton.
Challenger, whom a few moments ago, was nestled on the chair, head behind a book, glanced up quickly with a shocking look. "Excuse me!? I thought you said that crazed monkey dropped it in after it followed Roxton home during a hunt?!"
"Marguerite!! Um, well you see, it was like this Challenger. I was merely walking around your formulas and books, looking around while eating a banana. Along comes Marguerite, begging me to help her wash the clothes."
"What! You liar!"
"Now now Marguerite let me finish. Well, knowing the gentlemen that I am, of course I put aside my time in order to help poor little Marguerite. I, miscalculating where the window was, threw the banana peel behind my shoulder, but alas, it accidentally hit Marguerite in the face. Knowing Marguerite, she immediately assumed I purposely did that, and tried to throw it in my face in return, but also knowing her poor aim, it went sailing into the air and plopped into your formula."
"Why I never!! Challenger, you mustn't believe him!! What really happened, was, I was walking around the tree house. Offering to take some dirty clothes out to the water pool, to wash it for everyone. I see Roxton walking around your formulas, eating bananas, and throwing the remains around, after he finished with them. I, the one who loves a clean house, told him, politely mind you, that he should be more careful around Challenger's equipments. Roxton, the impatient one, threw the remains of the banana he just finished, towards me, and knowing his bad sense of direction, it went flying into the air and into your formula. Now that's what really happened."
"Come come now, Marguerite. Who do you think Challenger's really going to believe?" Roxton said with a smirk.
"Actually Roxton, I believe you both are at fault!" Challenger said in his best angry voice, yet thinking how these two were too blind to notice the compatibility between the two.
"And because you both are at fault, I insist that you BOTH find a certain plant that is a necessity for the completion of my next experiment." Challenger, proud of his quick thinking, silently gave praise to himself.
*** Now I can get some peace and quiet, and give these two a chance to admit what they're both too proud to show.
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After 5 frustrating hours, walking through the woods without speaking one word to each other, Roxton finally broke the silence.
"Look what you've gotten us into, my little heiress." Roxton muttered while avoiding another branch.
"Me!? For your information, Lord Roxton, you're the one who took my journal, without my permission, and wouldn't give it back! Now I'm stuck in the woods with you, for a good 2 days! It'll take an entire day to get there, and an entire day to get back!"
"…………………."
"What, Lord Roxton? No comeback?"
"……………."
"Roxton? What is…. Marguerite turned around to see what was going on with Roxton.
"Shhh Marguerite…I think I hear something." They both crouch down beneath some bushes and look around, trying to find the source of the sound.
Meanwhile, some slave traders, well actually MANY slave traders, were following the tracks of Marguerite and Roxton, whom they were following since their exit from the tree house.
"Roxton," Marguerite whispered, "I can't hear anything anymore. Maybe whoever, or whatever, was making that noise earlier, is -----
Three of the slave traders were standing right next to them, holding knives and guns.
"Hehe, look at what we found guys. The prestigious Lord John Roxton and the heiress Ms Marguerite Krux. My my, what an honor it will be for us, to trade you two."
Roxton, pulling out his pistol, "How do you know our names? Who are you?" he demanded.
"Why, I would think you would know who we are. We are slave traders, here to trade you to the Amazons, who for some reason, untold to us, have some bitter emotions towards you two."
"You three scumbags, really believe that you can capture us two? Hah!" Marguerite scoffed.
The bigger of the three slave traders lunge at Roxton with his knife, while the two others try to grab Marguerite. Roxton, dodges the knife, while throwing a punch at the man's gut. Falling backwards, the slave trader latches onto Roxton's shirt and they both tumble to the floor. Both are rolling around the ground trying to get to their weapons. (Roxton dropped his gun when he dodged the knife.) Meanwhile, Marguerite was facing the two brutes, who each tried to grab her from both sides. She first elbowed the other man on the back, and had him on the ground in less than a minute, but while doing so, the other man grabbed her from behind and looped his arms underneath her arms and had her trapped. The victim of Marguerite's elbow, quickly got up, and smirked in front of her face.
"I love a woman with a fiery spirit." And slowly trailed the back of his fingers from her cheek to her neck.
Marguerite shuddered with disgust, and spit at him.
"Why you little whore!" The slave trader pulled out his knife and placed it against her neck.
Roxton, finally knocking the first slave trader unconscious, turned and saw Marguerite in the hands of the other two slave traders.
"If you don't want her cut, you'll come with us."
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Marguerite struggled with the rope binding her against the trunk of a tree. A few feet away, bound against another tree, was Roxton, looking none the worse.
"It's useless Marguerite, these people do a good job at tying knots." Roxton muttered after watching Marguerite uselessly struggle for 10 minutes.
"Well at least I'm trying to get out of here! What about you!? Don't you have some type of plan, or do you wish to go back to the Amazons! Hm, why did I even ask, knowing you…"
Angered at her implications, "Listen here Ms. Krux, you may know about my past and my past with my brother, but you have no idea what's going on in my head or in my heart. For all Veronica, Malone, Challenger, and I know about your past, you might be just the whore the slave trader said you were! You certainly never hold back your passion when alone with me! What? Is it the same with Malone? Challenger? Or how about when Summerlee was here!!?"
Marguerite gasped aloud. "I…I….How dare you!"
She quickly turned her face around, not wanting to have Roxton see the tears gathering up in her eyes.
***If that's how he thinks about me, then no explanation of mine will change his views and opinions. Oh Roxton, how close, yet far, your assumption is.
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