Ch3: Lost Again
I will change the rating a bit, cause there is rather harsh wounds set on a youg person's body. Read on only if you didn't have lunch yet...
O_O Thank you, Desert Lynx, for seeing that this is better than the first. I feel so touched. And I'll try on making it not as humorous as the prequel.
And I wasn't waiting for 60 reviews on the other one. I was just TOO excited!!!!!
Now that that's over...
Discy: *To the song "Celebrate"* IIIIIIIIIIIIII don't own these guys, I wish!
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Marlinda opened her eyes. She saw that she was tied up, and was on the floor. She looked around wildly.
"Good evening, miss Princess..."
Marlinda's eyes widened as a shadow came out of the darkness, cracking his knuckles.
She screamed.
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The light dissipated. Blood came out like a wave, like the doors were a dam, holding water in.
Blood filled the hall, swarming over many of the people. Gilder picked up Tiria and ran, Enrique and Moegi at their heels.
Everyone stared as the four burst out of the doors as the palace exploded, sending blood everywhere.
Moegi fell to her knees. "Marlinda...no...this cannot be happening..."
Enrique comforted her as Tiria woke up. She looked around and blushed, seeing Gilder, who was still holding her. She gently rolled out of his arms and looked at her moonstones.
Gilder avoided her eyes and looked at Moegi. His face darkened and he strode away.
Tiria looked up at the sky, the only piece of Valua that seemed not to be smeared with the oily thick red mess. All of Valua was ruined.
Tiria could only stare at the bloody palace...
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Marlinda screamed a soundless cry. Long ago she had lost her voice. Over an hour ago.
For three long hours, "Sir" Pilones whipped her with a rope that had "Pyri" set into it, each time sending fiery hot sparks deep into her back.
Her blue dress was now red, and the blood that dripped off the table was falling into a seemingly endless pit around the table.
Marlinda bit her lip and tried not to cry as she felt another vertabrae (sp?) break. She took in a deep breath and winced, a habit easily gained during her hours here in this forbidden place.
"Mommy..." She whispered unconciously. She fell into a painful sleep.
Pilones only whipped harder. His gray hair seemed to age him as he whipped harder, keeping the tiny girl awake. He had only a few peaceful thoughts in his head.
I am not even supposed to be here. I'm not even supposed to be alive! But that boy Vize...
He whipped harder, now sending Pyrulen into the whip. The girl screamed a hoarse whisper.
I thought I was dead! But I never knew Vize had visited Yafutoma...
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He groaned and sat up. He was apparently on the deck of a small wooden ship. He saw a boy nearby.
"Who are you?"
"Vize. Who are you?"
"Grr....obviously this bud here doesn't know who I am...Pyres!" He summoned on the moons.
But Vize misunderstood him. He smirked.
"Pilones? Good." He looked oddly familiar...
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He whipped harder. Marlinda only shuddered in response.
I thought my best spy killed me...
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(Can anyone guess who "Pilones" is? Tell me in your reviews, but I have a person set in my mind...hehehehehe...)
Tiria leaned out against the wind. Gilder and Enrique had joined her on the Angel's Tear, promising Moegi that they would find their little girl. But Moegi had insisted on following in the Delphinus. Two other soldiers, Sir Bilmish and Sir Carkon helmed the large ship.
The Delphinus followed them about a mile behind, to make certain that they would cover more territory.
On the bridge of the Delphinus, Moegi glimpsed at a picture of Marlinda, at two and teething, and sobbed into her arms.
"We're coming for you, baby. Just hang in there...wherever you are..."
The two ships flew off into the sunset, The Angel's Tear's sail whipping in the wind, and The Delphinus' propeller engines spinning rapidly.
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Pilones slashed her again. The rope lay broken, torn up, and used behind him. He had resorted to using his sword.
The were several long deep gashes set in her back, ripping her dress. The dress was in shreds, barely covering the worst injuries. Her arm was barely attached to her shoulder, and her leg was in pieces. Her hair was matted in blood and cut. Her nose was broken, her lip was bleeding, and she had a swollen eye. Few precious thoughts remained in her head.
Mommy. Daddy. Do you even care for me anymore? Where are you? Where am I? I'm scared, Mommy. I need someone telling me I will be okay...
I will change the rating a bit, cause there is rather harsh wounds set on a youg person's body. Read on only if you didn't have lunch yet...
O_O Thank you, Desert Lynx, for seeing that this is better than the first. I feel so touched. And I'll try on making it not as humorous as the prequel.
And I wasn't waiting for 60 reviews on the other one. I was just TOO excited!!!!!
Now that that's over...
Discy: *To the song "Celebrate"* IIIIIIIIIIIIII don't own these guys, I wish!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Marlinda opened her eyes. She saw that she was tied up, and was on the floor. She looked around wildly.
"Good evening, miss Princess..."
Marlinda's eyes widened as a shadow came out of the darkness, cracking his knuckles.
She screamed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The light dissipated. Blood came out like a wave, like the doors were a dam, holding water in.
Blood filled the hall, swarming over many of the people. Gilder picked up Tiria and ran, Enrique and Moegi at their heels.
Everyone stared as the four burst out of the doors as the palace exploded, sending blood everywhere.
Moegi fell to her knees. "Marlinda...no...this cannot be happening..."
Enrique comforted her as Tiria woke up. She looked around and blushed, seeing Gilder, who was still holding her. She gently rolled out of his arms and looked at her moonstones.
Gilder avoided her eyes and looked at Moegi. His face darkened and he strode away.
Tiria looked up at the sky, the only piece of Valua that seemed not to be smeared with the oily thick red mess. All of Valua was ruined.
Tiria could only stare at the bloody palace...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Marlinda screamed a soundless cry. Long ago she had lost her voice. Over an hour ago.
For three long hours, "Sir" Pilones whipped her with a rope that had "Pyri" set into it, each time sending fiery hot sparks deep into her back.
Her blue dress was now red, and the blood that dripped off the table was falling into a seemingly endless pit around the table.
Marlinda bit her lip and tried not to cry as she felt another vertabrae (sp?) break. She took in a deep breath and winced, a habit easily gained during her hours here in this forbidden place.
"Mommy..." She whispered unconciously. She fell into a painful sleep.
Pilones only whipped harder. His gray hair seemed to age him as he whipped harder, keeping the tiny girl awake. He had only a few peaceful thoughts in his head.
I am not even supposed to be here. I'm not even supposed to be alive! But that boy Vize...
He whipped harder, now sending Pyrulen into the whip. The girl screamed a hoarse whisper.
I thought I was dead! But I never knew Vize had visited Yafutoma...
~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*
He groaned and sat up. He was apparently on the deck of a small wooden ship. He saw a boy nearby.
"Who are you?"
"Vize. Who are you?"
"Grr....obviously this bud here doesn't know who I am...Pyres!" He summoned on the moons.
But Vize misunderstood him. He smirked.
"Pilones? Good." He looked oddly familiar...
~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*~^*
He whipped harder. Marlinda only shuddered in response.
I thought my best spy killed me...
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(Can anyone guess who "Pilones" is? Tell me in your reviews, but I have a person set in my mind...hehehehehe...)
Tiria leaned out against the wind. Gilder and Enrique had joined her on the Angel's Tear, promising Moegi that they would find their little girl. But Moegi had insisted on following in the Delphinus. Two other soldiers, Sir Bilmish and Sir Carkon helmed the large ship.
The Delphinus followed them about a mile behind, to make certain that they would cover more territory.
On the bridge of the Delphinus, Moegi glimpsed at a picture of Marlinda, at two and teething, and sobbed into her arms.
"We're coming for you, baby. Just hang in there...wherever you are..."
The two ships flew off into the sunset, The Angel's Tear's sail whipping in the wind, and The Delphinus' propeller engines spinning rapidly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pilones slashed her again. The rope lay broken, torn up, and used behind him. He had resorted to using his sword.
The were several long deep gashes set in her back, ripping her dress. The dress was in shreds, barely covering the worst injuries. Her arm was barely attached to her shoulder, and her leg was in pieces. Her hair was matted in blood and cut. Her nose was broken, her lip was bleeding, and she had a swollen eye. Few precious thoughts remained in her head.
Mommy. Daddy. Do you even care for me anymore? Where are you? Where am I? I'm scared, Mommy. I need someone telling me I will be okay...