Chapter 19
"Okay now where are Gerald, Phoebe, and Jake? "Helga questioned.
"There are in the next town. That battle left them wounded and they needed to get out." Tim lied
"Wounded? Tell us what happened." Arnold ordered.
"Okay. Jake and I found you two outside, after the battle with the rock troll. You two were very weak." He paused to explain why. "You two have not practiced with your powers and so it took up some of your life energy." He continued, "so we met your friends, Gerald and Phoebe, they helped us carry you to the room. "He took a breath, to chose his words. "The next morning, we thought it best that you get your needed rest.
"Jake and I took your friends to the store. After changing, a black cloud of dust filled the air and the people of this town became, possessed by something. A few of the town's people came at us. Jake used his vast knowledge of magic to protect us. I left to find you two and well you know- " Tim ended his lie.
"Then we have to get to the next town. Where is it?" Arnold asked.
"If we start now we will be there by morning." Tim said and they all started walking.
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"Esta vira trago." Jake chanted in a foolish attempt to open the cell door.
"What are you saying, man?" Gerald asked. "We will never get out of here." He added hopelessly. "What a great winder break. You know when I get home I will be so grounded."
"Gerald, don't be so negative, we'll get out." Phoebe kissed him tenderly on the cheek.
Clang. Clang. Clang. The echo of keys rang though the air. "My prisoners." Said a dark voice.
"Sunil." Jake breathed.
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The night had come and it was as black as pitch and quiet. Tim had told Helga and Arnold that they would have to look for the others in the morning. Tim had managed to find an inn. Tim had fallen asleep, leaving Helga and Arnold alone to finish their conversation.
"You never told me you were engaged." Arnold whispered.
"I'm not. I mean I did not even know. They want me to unite the kingdoms."
"So I guess you are going to stay here then?" Arnold sat cross- legged on the ground and Helga followed.
"I don't want to stay here. I'm not going to." She said.
"You can't run out on your people. You have to stay. And I will miss you." he said
"I suppose I will miss you too. I just wish." Helga started but stopped. "Stay here with me." She just threw it out there.
His soft hand reached out to cup her cheek, "you know I can't do that, my sapphire angel." He leaned in to kiss her, but missed when Helga looked down at her hands.
"Don't." she grew angry. "Get away from me!" she pushed him off and stormed from the room leaving Arnold in the dark. Only after a few moments Arnold too left, in a different direction.
It was cold that night Helga walked through the dark and empty town. Life could be so cruel. The one she loved and devoted her very soul to loved her, and they would have to be separated, because of some rule. She opened up to him, and he would leave her, she would be alone, no one to talk to. She knew it was not his fault but it was hers. Damn her luck. "End it now!" she yelled. Then she felt a pair of icy hand pull her into an alley.
"That can be arranged, Sapphire." Said the voice with distain. And he shoved Helga into the wall so hard that she lost her breath. "My sweet princess." Helga could not make out the face of her captor. He pulled out a dagger. Leisurely drove it into her soft abdomen, Helga flinched in pain and tried to scream but it would not come. Slowly the dark man pulled the dagger out. "Slowly. How dose it feel my sweet." Her could see tears fall. "I really hate to do this, but these are my orders. And he licked the warn blood from his dagger and let Helga slip to the ground and he disappeared.
Helga put her hand over her cut and tried to get up. Tried to find help. None would come. 'Arnold' she said out loud or in her mind, she wasn't sure.
"Oh my god!" Arnold said coming into the alley. "Helga?"
"Hey- there- foot- ball- head." She said softly.
"Shh. We need to find help." He looked frantically in all directions, when he felt her tug the collar of his shirt.
"No. It's over." She said and she slipped into oblivion.
Oh no. Is Helga dead? Who did it? What will Arnold do without her? Can the world still be saved?
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