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A/N~ Sorry that I haven't updated in a long time but I am now. So there!
Kidnapped.AGAIN!?!
Dark Room, Somewhere in Ireland
As if hearing her thoughts, Russey walked into the room with a platter of, she hoped, was food, and not weird torture devices. He smiled as if Christmas had come early.
Oh no, Holly thought to herself with an audible groan. Russey walked over to her and Holly could see the sly glint in his eyes.
Oh God, why me. Now this maniac has probably decided that its time for me to die. Holly thought, with slight sarcasm.
"Hello dear captain. How are we today? Your time is almost up and seeing as none of your friends are here yet to save you I thought that I should speed up the process of your death. So you have practically, hmmm, about two hours I'd say. But, I know how in prisons before you die they guards give you your last meal, so here we have some fruits and veggies. Hope you enjoy it because it's going to be your last meal. I'll be back in two hours. Oh, and try not to upset the guards. They have the power to torture you before your death as long as they don't kill you." Russey concluded, with a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. Just then, three brutishly large men with what appeared to be nightsticks walked into the chamber. Just there shear size had Holly thinking that they could be distant relatives of the Butlers.
God they have to be part troll or something. Good lord they are HUGE! Holly thought in awe.
Russey brushed off his well-manicured Armani suit and turned on his heel and left the room. Holly really didn't like the thought of being chained to a wall with large men standing in front of her with weapons and smiling, or just bearing their teeth, menacingly. Holly groaned. Just her idea of fun.
"Hey, girlie. You gonna be quiet. Or you'll be forced to feel pain. Ha ha." One of the men said. He had an Australian accent and died blonde hair and his build kind of reminded her of Arno Blunt. As he and the other two idiots were laughing stupidly Holly muttered under her breath, " You would think if you were going to have guards you may want to hire some with IQ's slightly north of that of a bedroom slipper."
"Hey what did you say?" The largest one of the three asked.
"I said 'you would think, " Holly began.
"Wait a minute little lady. He just said that you had to be quiet. Or you would get some pain. So now, your gonna get some pain." The other one said and started a new giggle fit between the three idiots. Holly got a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as the three started to advance on her with their nightsticks raised.
On the road, in Ireland
"Hello all. Having fun?" came Foaly's voice over Commander Root's communicator. No one was having fun. Butler had been navigating for quite some time and trying to find Captain Short he had managed to pick out the roads with the most potholes and dead animals in the middle of the road. They had to stop to change the tires, all four of them, over three times. Everyone was starting to feel extremely car sick, even Root who had, back in the day, flown as outrageously as Holly does. Mulch had already vomited and that caused Artemis to show emotion, oh parish the thought.
"We are not having fun, Foaly. Now what do you want to tell us, and if you don't have something to tell us then GET THE HELL OFF OF THE LINE AND SHUT UP!" Root raged with his nostrils flared and everyone was imagining smoke coming out of his ears.
"Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, Julius. You should really see a doctor about that temper because eventually you are going to have an awful heart attack and then whom will I bother? I will be so alone in the world without you. But back on track here. You are closing in on Holly's location. I looked ahead and the place is an old, abandoned warehouse. You can't miss it." Foaly said.
"Foaly?" Artemis asked.
"Yes?"
"You know the radar that's tracking Ho- Captain Short down. Should a dot that was green on there be flashing red?" he inquired.
"RED! Oh no, that is not good. The green dot represented Holly and with a mixture of a little gadget that tracks vitals, green meant that she was fairly healthy and in relatively no pain. But red! That shows that she could be in a position that is near fatal and that she is in an unendurable pain. Oh no!" Foaly cried. You could tell that he was on the verge of tears. Holly was, and still is, hopefully, one of his only friends. It was hard for him to know that Holly could be, well, he didn't even want to think about it. "You better get there quickly. Butler, step on it! Have your weapons ready!"
Everyone's blood started to rise with the heat of battle about to rage, even Artemis' who wouldn't be fighting at all, well unless duty called of course. Besides, it had been a while since anything this exciting and extreme had happened to Artemis and Butler. What with him going straight, except for a few little mishaps that were inevitable, and all. The LEP hadn't been having too much trouble now either with most of the B'Wa Kell in jail. Although every now and again a stray goblin or troll would get rowdy and they would have to send an officer out, but other than that it had been pretty quiet in Haven.
"Butler, you are only about, well I'd say, ten or twelve minutes away from the warehouse. You can take a left hear and drive straight the rest of the way. The warehouse will be on your right. Be careful." Foaly said. "Oh and watch out for the three dogs. I really can't tell what breed they are but they don't look friendly."
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A/N~ Sorry that I haven't updated in a long time but I am now. So there!
Kidnapped.AGAIN!?!
Dark Room, Somewhere in Ireland
As if hearing her thoughts, Russey walked into the room with a platter of, she hoped, was food, and not weird torture devices. He smiled as if Christmas had come early.
Oh no, Holly thought to herself with an audible groan. Russey walked over to her and Holly could see the sly glint in his eyes.
Oh God, why me. Now this maniac has probably decided that its time for me to die. Holly thought, with slight sarcasm.
"Hello dear captain. How are we today? Your time is almost up and seeing as none of your friends are here yet to save you I thought that I should speed up the process of your death. So you have practically, hmmm, about two hours I'd say. But, I know how in prisons before you die they guards give you your last meal, so here we have some fruits and veggies. Hope you enjoy it because it's going to be your last meal. I'll be back in two hours. Oh, and try not to upset the guards. They have the power to torture you before your death as long as they don't kill you." Russey concluded, with a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. Just then, three brutishly large men with what appeared to be nightsticks walked into the chamber. Just there shear size had Holly thinking that they could be distant relatives of the Butlers.
God they have to be part troll or something. Good lord they are HUGE! Holly thought in awe.
Russey brushed off his well-manicured Armani suit and turned on his heel and left the room. Holly really didn't like the thought of being chained to a wall with large men standing in front of her with weapons and smiling, or just bearing their teeth, menacingly. Holly groaned. Just her idea of fun.
"Hey, girlie. You gonna be quiet. Or you'll be forced to feel pain. Ha ha." One of the men said. He had an Australian accent and died blonde hair and his build kind of reminded her of Arno Blunt. As he and the other two idiots were laughing stupidly Holly muttered under her breath, " You would think if you were going to have guards you may want to hire some with IQ's slightly north of that of a bedroom slipper."
"Hey what did you say?" The largest one of the three asked.
"I said 'you would think, " Holly began.
"Wait a minute little lady. He just said that you had to be quiet. Or you would get some pain. So now, your gonna get some pain." The other one said and started a new giggle fit between the three idiots. Holly got a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach as the three started to advance on her with their nightsticks raised.
On the road, in Ireland
"Hello all. Having fun?" came Foaly's voice over Commander Root's communicator. No one was having fun. Butler had been navigating for quite some time and trying to find Captain Short he had managed to pick out the roads with the most potholes and dead animals in the middle of the road. They had to stop to change the tires, all four of them, over three times. Everyone was starting to feel extremely car sick, even Root who had, back in the day, flown as outrageously as Holly does. Mulch had already vomited and that caused Artemis to show emotion, oh parish the thought.
"We are not having fun, Foaly. Now what do you want to tell us, and if you don't have something to tell us then GET THE HELL OFF OF THE LINE AND SHUT UP!" Root raged with his nostrils flared and everyone was imagining smoke coming out of his ears.
"Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, Julius. You should really see a doctor about that temper because eventually you are going to have an awful heart attack and then whom will I bother? I will be so alone in the world without you. But back on track here. You are closing in on Holly's location. I looked ahead and the place is an old, abandoned warehouse. You can't miss it." Foaly said.
"Foaly?" Artemis asked.
"Yes?"
"You know the radar that's tracking Ho- Captain Short down. Should a dot that was green on there be flashing red?" he inquired.
"RED! Oh no, that is not good. The green dot represented Holly and with a mixture of a little gadget that tracks vitals, green meant that she was fairly healthy and in relatively no pain. But red! That shows that she could be in a position that is near fatal and that she is in an unendurable pain. Oh no!" Foaly cried. You could tell that he was on the verge of tears. Holly was, and still is, hopefully, one of his only friends. It was hard for him to know that Holly could be, well, he didn't even want to think about it. "You better get there quickly. Butler, step on it! Have your weapons ready!"
Everyone's blood started to rise with the heat of battle about to rage, even Artemis' who wouldn't be fighting at all, well unless duty called of course. Besides, it had been a while since anything this exciting and extreme had happened to Artemis and Butler. What with him going straight, except for a few little mishaps that were inevitable, and all. The LEP hadn't been having too much trouble now either with most of the B'Wa Kell in jail. Although every now and again a stray goblin or troll would get rowdy and they would have to send an officer out, but other than that it had been pretty quiet in Haven.
"Butler, you are only about, well I'd say, ten or twelve minutes away from the warehouse. You can take a left hear and drive straight the rest of the way. The warehouse will be on your right. Be careful." Foaly said. "Oh and watch out for the three dogs. I really can't tell what breed they are but they don't look friendly."
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