Without the Mask
By Sava Varen
Quick Notes:
Disclaimer is where it always has been and always will be; in the prologue.
Thankies to everyone who reviewed! I believe this is the second last chapter before this story is complete! Enjoy!
Chapter: Fight Back!
Terra lay on the ground bleeding from her chest...Slade knew she wasn't dead...not yet. He picked her up but before he could even attempt fleeing, Montgomery took a threatening step forward with his gun.
"Where do you think you're going? I didn't say you could move!"
One of the Titans attempted to make a run for it but Montgomery stopped him in his tracks. The remaining Crescentary had control of what they could handle and drove the villagers into the forest. Montgomery approached Terra and Slade slowly, his gun on them.
"Hand over Terra NOW!" he said.
"Never..." Slade said shielding her.
"Well, looks like you won't live through this day..." just as he was about to pull the trigger something red hit Montgomery in the back of the head.
He dropped his gun and yelled in pain. Thinking quickly, Slade grabbed the gun and pointed it at Montgomery. The Titans and the remaining warriors saw that things were back into their advantage and took action once more. Slade looked up to see who'd attacked Montgomery to see Robin standing tall on the castle. He smirked and Slade shot Montgomery in the arm. Once Montgomery was weakened, Slade abandoned the gun and took him by the collar.
"You won't get away with what you did." Slade said.
Two Markovians came from the castle and handcuffed Montgomery.
"We'll take him to the dungeon, see how a life time there goes for him." one of them said.
They dragged Montgomery into the castle just as the rest of the Crescentary were defeated.
Terra woke a few days later in the infirmary. She'd healed amazingly, but not fully yet. She was well enough to attend the meeting anyway. They all sat in the room Slade had made a plan in with the royals. Terra sat where her ancestors had sat; the head of the table. They were discussing what they were to do about her returning with Slade, if she were to return at all.
"Terra needs to stay here and rule in her relatives' place! Somebody has to take the throne! She's the only one!" they argued.
"Terra has already made a place for herself back with me! I can't go back without her!" Slade said.
"You'll just have to find a way to deal with it because she can't leave."
"Says who?" Terra cut in.
The whole room went silent and all eyes went on her. Her face went red with embarrassment.
"What? All I did was ask a question." She said in an unsure tone.
"Says..." one of them started but couldn't finish.
There were no laws that strictly forbid her from living elsewhere even though there was no one to take the throne.
"Well, since there isn't anything stopping me...why can't I? I want to go back. But them again...I do also care for the people...what will happen if I choose not to take the throne?" Terra asked.
"We go back to being open for attack and not have as much power or anything."
"Isn't there some type of steward or care taker of the thrown who can rule in my stead?" She asked.
Slade was amazed by her speech. She was sounding more and more like the princess she was every time he saw her.
"No, there isn't."
"There should be." Terra said in a matter of fact tone. "I'm not staying here. I like how things were when I was with Slade, I'm going back to that, but I need to make sure Markovia will be safe while I'm not here."
Suddenly, a new voice spoke up.
"Don't worry my sister, the kingdom will be safe while you are gone."
Terra swung in the direction of the voice that addressed her as "my sister".
"Who are you?"
"I'm your older brother, Bryon. And the rightful heir to the throne."
"That's great! You can take the throne!" Terra said joyfully.
He laughed. "Yes."
"Prince...we...we though you were dead!" one of the royals said.
"Well, I'm not and I'm back. My sister can leave with her friends and everyone will be safe." He put his hand on her shoulder and smiled down at her.
The End (cliché, yes, but that's all I can say. SO DEAL! Hehe)
A/N: Yep that is the end! Very abrupt, but I kinda sorta like it. shrug hope you enjoyed it! Bye byez! See yous in my next fic! -
Quick Notes:
Disclaimer is where it always has been and always will be; in the prologue.
Thankies to everyone who reviewed! I believe this is the second last chapter before this story is complete! Enjoy!
Chapter: Fight Back!
Terra lay on the ground bleeding from her chest...Slade knew she wasn't dead...not yet. He picked her up but before he could even attempt fleeing, Montgomery took a threatening step forward with his gun.
"Where do you think you're going? I didn't say you could move!"
One of the Titans attempted to make a run for it but Montgomery stopped him in his tracks. The remaining Crescentary had control of what they could handle and drove the villagers into the forest. Montgomery approached Terra and Slade slowly, his gun on them.
"Hand over Terra NOW!" he said.
"Never..." Slade said shielding her.
"Well, looks like you won't live through this day..." just as he was about to pull the trigger something red hit Montgomery in the back of the head.
He dropped his gun and yelled in pain. Thinking quickly, Slade grabbed the gun and pointed it at Montgomery. The Titans and the remaining warriors saw that things were back into their advantage and took action once more. Slade looked up to see who'd attacked Montgomery to see Robin standing tall on the castle. He smirked and Slade shot Montgomery in the arm. Once Montgomery was weakened, Slade abandoned the gun and took him by the collar.
"You won't get away with what you did." Slade said.
Two Markovians came from the castle and handcuffed Montgomery.
"We'll take him to the dungeon, see how a life time there goes for him." one of them said.
They dragged Montgomery into the castle just as the rest of the Crescentary were defeated.
Terra woke a few days later in the infirmary. She'd healed amazingly, but not fully yet. She was well enough to attend the meeting anyway. They all sat in the room Slade had made a plan in with the royals. Terra sat where her ancestors had sat; the head of the table. They were discussing what they were to do about her returning with Slade, if she were to return at all.
"Terra needs to stay here and rule in her relatives' place! Somebody has to take the throne! She's the only one!" they argued.
"Terra has already made a place for herself back with me! I can't go back without her!" Slade said.
"You'll just have to find a way to deal with it because she can't leave."
"Says who?" Terra cut in.
The whole room went silent and all eyes went on her. Her face went red with embarrassment.
"What? All I did was ask a question." She said in an unsure tone.
"Says..." one of them started but couldn't finish.
There were no laws that strictly forbid her from living elsewhere even though there was no one to take the throne.
"Well, since there isn't anything stopping me...why can't I? I want to go back. But them again...I do also care for the people...what will happen if I choose not to take the throne?" Terra asked.
"We go back to being open for attack and not have as much power or anything."
"Isn't there some type of steward or care taker of the thrown who can rule in my stead?" She asked.
Slade was amazed by her speech. She was sounding more and more like the princess she was every time he saw her.
"No, there isn't."
"There should be." Terra said in a matter of fact tone. "I'm not staying here. I like how things were when I was with Slade, I'm going back to that, but I need to make sure Markovia will be safe while I'm not here."
Suddenly, a new voice spoke up.
"Don't worry my sister, the kingdom will be safe while you are gone."
Terra swung in the direction of the voice that addressed her as "my sister".
"Who are you?"
"I'm your older brother, Bryon. And the rightful heir to the throne."
"That's great! You can take the throne!" Terra said joyfully.
He laughed. "Yes."
"Prince...we...we though you were dead!" one of the royals said.
"Well, I'm not and I'm back. My sister can leave with her friends and everyone will be safe." He put his hand on her shoulder and smiled down at her.
The End (cliché, yes, but that's all I can say. SO DEAL! Hehe)
A/N: Yep that is the end! Very abrupt, but I kinda sorta like it. shrug hope you enjoyed it! Bye byez! See yous in my next fic! -