***A/N: Sorry for the wait, but I was busy with school and stuff like
that! I want to thank the people that have reviewed my story so far; I
really appreciate the positive feedback!
Serene's Magick Frodofever Amy Marymelon3
Chapter 4
I slowly opened my eyes and I thought I was blind. I soon realized that I wasn't blind; the room that I was in was just very dark.
I was on the floor, and it was cold and hard. I tried to sit up, but my head felt like it was floating. Suddenly I heard a door open and light streamed into the empty room. The room I was in was completely bare, there wasn't anything in there, the walls, floor, and ceiling was made of concrete.
A man came in and dropped a small tray of food on the floor and a glass of something.
"Don't worry, it is not poisoned. You are too valuable to Jacob."
"Who? Jacob Henderson? What the h**l does he want with me?" The man just laughed and shut the door behind him.
"Hey! Don't walk away from me when I am talking to you!" I went over to the food tray. No spoon.
"Hey! How am I supposed to eat this...stuff without a spoon?!" I began banging on the door until someone opened the little slide viewer.
"What now?"
"How do you cave man Neanderthals expect me to eat this without a spoon?"
"Easy, tilt the bowl into your mouth and drink the soup!"
"EWW! Is that what you call soup? Oh no, this is no good! Real soup is served hot with yummy breadcrumbs sprinkled delicately on the top; the soup should be creamy and should just roll down your throat. I think that I will go and have a word or two with your chef. He could definitely use some pointers!"
"Don't you ever shut up? I'll get you a d**n fork, only if you promise to shut the h**l up!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, such language! I am going to have to tell your mother to wash your mouth out with soap."
"Shut up!"
"Touchy."
"AAHH!"
--------------------Author's POV--------------------
"That was close! I thought those rotweilers had gotten you for sure, Gabe!"
Mac, Judson, and Gabe were laughing as they walked back to the Vast Explorer. It was around 9 pm as they walked into the living room of the ship.
"Oh my god!" All three of them said as one as they saw the wrecked rooms.
"Cadence! Cadence!" Judson and Mac began searching the ship looking for the 14-year-old girl.
"Judson, I can't find her in any of the bedrooms!'' Mac said as she came out of Cadence's bedroom.
"I checked the engines room and the boiler room, and there is no sign of a struggle down there. What could have possibly happened here?"
Judson was on the verge of tears, worrying about Cadence.
"Judson, whatever did happen, it looks like Cadence put up quite a fight!" Mac said, trying to comfort Judson.
"Hey guys, you might want to look at this. Come in the living room!"
"What?" Judson asked Gabe.
"The Idol of Demos is gone, it is not in its display case! That is not all that I found." He led them over to the stairs and pointed to some red liquid. "Look, it is blood. Have you found any sign of Cadence yet?"
"No, I am going to call the police." Judson got out his cell phone but Gabe stopped him.
"Don't worry Judson, while you were searching the ship, I went ahead and called them. They said they would be here shortly."
Judson stood very quiet for a moment thinking and Mac asked,
"Judson, wait, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Jacob Henderson is the only man who knew that the Idol was here, right?"
"Yeah, so you are saying that he is our only lead."
"I am saying we should pay him a little visit after the police come."
"It's a date, then."
After the police came and investigated the scene, they filed a report and left. They checked Judson's, Mac's, and Gabe's alibis and said they would do what they could.
"Let's go." Judson said and they began walking to the local historical museum. When they got to the museum, no lights were on, but the door was unlocked. They walked down the long corridor and knocked on the door with the plaque that read, 'Jacob Henderson, Curator'.
No one answered, but the door was slightly open.
"Mr. Henderson?" Queried Judson as he stuck his head in the door. All three of them stood in the doorway and stared at the grizzly sight.
Jacob Henderson was sitting at his desk in his chair, two bullet holes in his head.
"Oh my god." Whispered Mac as Gabe got out his cell phone and dialed 911.
"Well, there goes our only lead." Judson said as he gently guided Mac out of the room.
-----------------Cadence's POV--------------------
I had no idea what time it was. I threw the bowl and glass through the viewer after digesting the two liquids. The soup was ok, if you like three- times-re-heated chicken noodle soup with extra salt.
I searched the dark room on my hands and knees for a soft spot of floor. Fifteen minutes later I found a cot mattress with one old pillow. Despite my situation, I very happily lay on the cot and was surprised at how tired I was.
As I began my passage into the land of the unconscious, the door opened and a young man in maybe his early twenties came in. I tried to sit up, but the hours had finally caught up with me, and it took all of my energy just to say,
"I'm warning you, if you try and touch me, there won't be any juniors coming from you!"
"Easy now, darling!" I knew that crisp British voice.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice was harsh.
"Actually, I wanted to apologize to you, as long as you promise not to break my neck, or castrate me, or anything, okay?" I gave a low chuckle as I sat up Indian style.
"Does this room have a light bulb?" I asked and he stood up and flipped a switch.
Ow, bright, very bright!
"Are you okay?" he asked, a note of genuine concern in his voice.
"Peachy." I said, my voice dripping in sarcasm.
"Oh, right. Well, I am really sorry about, you know, earlier, Cadence. I was only following my father's orders."
"How do you know my name?"
"Oh, I know almost all there is to now about you, Cadence..."
"That is comforting. So since we are on first name terms, what is your name?"
"My name is Tommy, Tommy Henderson."
"I always thought that that Henderson guy was a little cretin!"
"You say that, but he isn't that bad. He isn't going to hurt you, Cadence, he just is a man who know what he wants and how to get it."
"Sounds like a real humanitarian." I said with a notable tone of sarcasm in my voice.
"Don't you have anything better to do than be sarcastic?" Tommy asked.
"At the moment, no."
At this point, the door opened and a man walked in the room. He was tall and had deep blue eyes with curly brown hair.
"Hello, Cadence dear." He said, his voice light and happy sounding.
"Who the h**l are you and want do you want with me, pretty boy?"
"Whoa! You hurt my feelings, Cadence! My name is Jacob Henderson, at your service."
"Wait, Uncle Judson said you were a slimy, little worm of a man. You don't look little, or wormy, for that matter.
"Really, well, he must be referring to Michael Bates, my, um, former colleague. He chickened out on me and was going to warn your precious Uncle Judson about me; so I had to take, um, drastic measures." All this time he kept a smile on his face, which creeped me out more than what he was telling me.
"What are you going to do?" I asked cautiously, not knowing if I wanted to know the answer or not.
"Well, I have the Idol of Demos now, so I am going to perform the ceremony to the goddess Alyak. YOU will be offered as a sacrifice."
"What?!" Tommy and I both said at once.
"Dad, you never said anything about murder!"
"Because I knew you would chicken out, Tommy boy."
"Yeah, but she is just a little girl, dad, you can't do this!" At that Tommy just walked out followed by Mr. Henderson.
"Hey, wait a minute! Don't I get a say in this whole sacrifice thing?"
*******************Author's POV********************
Judson, Mac, and Gabe were sitting silently in the living room of The Vast Explorer, trying to think of what to do.
"Hello? Judson Cross? I need to see Judson Cross!" Tommy came running down into the ship.
"What is it?"
"My name is Tommy Henderson, I know where Cadence is!"
"What? You do? How?" Mac and Gabe had stood up now and were walking towards him.
"I didn't know what he was going to do to her, honest! We have to hurry! I'll explain on the way; come on, he is going to kill her!"
********************Cadence's POV**********
"Ow!" I said as two huge men dropped me down on the floor of a small moving van. My hands were cuffed behind my back. I tried to sit up, but we made a sharp turn and I landed right on my back.
"Ow!" I said once again as I tried to sit up; this time I managed to arrange myself in a corner before I said, "Are we there yet?"
Nobody responded so I gave up. It is no fun when the person doesn't react.
When we finally stopped, the same two huge men grabbed me by my hair and pulled my out of the van.
We were apparently in the middle of nowhere; as far as I could tell. There was only one building; everything else was overgrown with weeds.
I was walked into the warehouse and was shocked at what I saw. There were candelabras all over the place and there were white cloths flowing from the ceilings. There also was one altar, a cream colored marble altar with a white cloth also over it. The next thing I knew I was lifted up and placed on the altar where my hands and ankles were chained.
The men then walked off and I was left alone.
"Hello? Hello? Hey! Don't I get a phone call or something?"
Then I was quiet, a small procession of people in black monk robes and hoods came in, chanting some chant. Then I saw the leader of the monk dudes (they weren't really monks, I just call them that due to their attire) step forward and I saw that it was Jacob Henderson.
He got out a syringe and before injecting me I managed to say, "Uh, you know, you made a big mistake. You see, I really won't be a proper sacrifice; uh, I am too young! Uh, I am a shaman! Uh...I am pregnant!!" He stopped for a moment, looked at my stomach, realized I was lying, and injected the needle into my neck.
"Ow! That hurt!" And then I drifted off into a deep slumber. I knew what was going to happen, Uncle Judson had told me the whole ritual; and I knew I wouldn't want to be awake for it.
********************Author's POV********************
Judson, Mac, and Gabe arrived at the abandoned building off of Marcus Square led by Tommy. They got out their guns and quickly searched the building for Cadence and the real Mr. Henderson. Tommy had told them the whole story on the way; he left out the tiny detail that he actually kidnapped Cadence; for some reason he didn't think they would like that very much.
"What is your game, Tommy?" Judson came up to him threatening Tommy with his pistol.
"He must have moved to the old factory out in the country. Please, we aren't going to have a lot of time."
"Why should we believe you?" Mac also brandished her weapon and pointed it at his heart.
"Please, you have to trust me; he probably has already begun the ceremony. If we don't hurry he will kill her!"
"Are you saying your father is going to perform the ceremony to the god Alyak, using the Idol of Demos?" Judson asked.
"Yes, we must hurry!"
Serene's Magick Frodofever Amy Marymelon3
Chapter 4
I slowly opened my eyes and I thought I was blind. I soon realized that I wasn't blind; the room that I was in was just very dark.
I was on the floor, and it was cold and hard. I tried to sit up, but my head felt like it was floating. Suddenly I heard a door open and light streamed into the empty room. The room I was in was completely bare, there wasn't anything in there, the walls, floor, and ceiling was made of concrete.
A man came in and dropped a small tray of food on the floor and a glass of something.
"Don't worry, it is not poisoned. You are too valuable to Jacob."
"Who? Jacob Henderson? What the h**l does he want with me?" The man just laughed and shut the door behind him.
"Hey! Don't walk away from me when I am talking to you!" I went over to the food tray. No spoon.
"Hey! How am I supposed to eat this...stuff without a spoon?!" I began banging on the door until someone opened the little slide viewer.
"What now?"
"How do you cave man Neanderthals expect me to eat this without a spoon?"
"Easy, tilt the bowl into your mouth and drink the soup!"
"EWW! Is that what you call soup? Oh no, this is no good! Real soup is served hot with yummy breadcrumbs sprinkled delicately on the top; the soup should be creamy and should just roll down your throat. I think that I will go and have a word or two with your chef. He could definitely use some pointers!"
"Don't you ever shut up? I'll get you a d**n fork, only if you promise to shut the h**l up!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, such language! I am going to have to tell your mother to wash your mouth out with soap."
"Shut up!"
"Touchy."
"AAHH!"
--------------------Author's POV--------------------
"That was close! I thought those rotweilers had gotten you for sure, Gabe!"
Mac, Judson, and Gabe were laughing as they walked back to the Vast Explorer. It was around 9 pm as they walked into the living room of the ship.
"Oh my god!" All three of them said as one as they saw the wrecked rooms.
"Cadence! Cadence!" Judson and Mac began searching the ship looking for the 14-year-old girl.
"Judson, I can't find her in any of the bedrooms!'' Mac said as she came out of Cadence's bedroom.
"I checked the engines room and the boiler room, and there is no sign of a struggle down there. What could have possibly happened here?"
Judson was on the verge of tears, worrying about Cadence.
"Judson, whatever did happen, it looks like Cadence put up quite a fight!" Mac said, trying to comfort Judson.
"Hey guys, you might want to look at this. Come in the living room!"
"What?" Judson asked Gabe.
"The Idol of Demos is gone, it is not in its display case! That is not all that I found." He led them over to the stairs and pointed to some red liquid. "Look, it is blood. Have you found any sign of Cadence yet?"
"No, I am going to call the police." Judson got out his cell phone but Gabe stopped him.
"Don't worry Judson, while you were searching the ship, I went ahead and called them. They said they would be here shortly."
Judson stood very quiet for a moment thinking and Mac asked,
"Judson, wait, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Jacob Henderson is the only man who knew that the Idol was here, right?"
"Yeah, so you are saying that he is our only lead."
"I am saying we should pay him a little visit after the police come."
"It's a date, then."
After the police came and investigated the scene, they filed a report and left. They checked Judson's, Mac's, and Gabe's alibis and said they would do what they could.
"Let's go." Judson said and they began walking to the local historical museum. When they got to the museum, no lights were on, but the door was unlocked. They walked down the long corridor and knocked on the door with the plaque that read, 'Jacob Henderson, Curator'.
No one answered, but the door was slightly open.
"Mr. Henderson?" Queried Judson as he stuck his head in the door. All three of them stood in the doorway and stared at the grizzly sight.
Jacob Henderson was sitting at his desk in his chair, two bullet holes in his head.
"Oh my god." Whispered Mac as Gabe got out his cell phone and dialed 911.
"Well, there goes our only lead." Judson said as he gently guided Mac out of the room.
-----------------Cadence's POV--------------------
I had no idea what time it was. I threw the bowl and glass through the viewer after digesting the two liquids. The soup was ok, if you like three- times-re-heated chicken noodle soup with extra salt.
I searched the dark room on my hands and knees for a soft spot of floor. Fifteen minutes later I found a cot mattress with one old pillow. Despite my situation, I very happily lay on the cot and was surprised at how tired I was.
As I began my passage into the land of the unconscious, the door opened and a young man in maybe his early twenties came in. I tried to sit up, but the hours had finally caught up with me, and it took all of my energy just to say,
"I'm warning you, if you try and touch me, there won't be any juniors coming from you!"
"Easy now, darling!" I knew that crisp British voice.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice was harsh.
"Actually, I wanted to apologize to you, as long as you promise not to break my neck, or castrate me, or anything, okay?" I gave a low chuckle as I sat up Indian style.
"Does this room have a light bulb?" I asked and he stood up and flipped a switch.
Ow, bright, very bright!
"Are you okay?" he asked, a note of genuine concern in his voice.
"Peachy." I said, my voice dripping in sarcasm.
"Oh, right. Well, I am really sorry about, you know, earlier, Cadence. I was only following my father's orders."
"How do you know my name?"
"Oh, I know almost all there is to now about you, Cadence..."
"That is comforting. So since we are on first name terms, what is your name?"
"My name is Tommy, Tommy Henderson."
"I always thought that that Henderson guy was a little cretin!"
"You say that, but he isn't that bad. He isn't going to hurt you, Cadence, he just is a man who know what he wants and how to get it."
"Sounds like a real humanitarian." I said with a notable tone of sarcasm in my voice.
"Don't you have anything better to do than be sarcastic?" Tommy asked.
"At the moment, no."
At this point, the door opened and a man walked in the room. He was tall and had deep blue eyes with curly brown hair.
"Hello, Cadence dear." He said, his voice light and happy sounding.
"Who the h**l are you and want do you want with me, pretty boy?"
"Whoa! You hurt my feelings, Cadence! My name is Jacob Henderson, at your service."
"Wait, Uncle Judson said you were a slimy, little worm of a man. You don't look little, or wormy, for that matter.
"Really, well, he must be referring to Michael Bates, my, um, former colleague. He chickened out on me and was going to warn your precious Uncle Judson about me; so I had to take, um, drastic measures." All this time he kept a smile on his face, which creeped me out more than what he was telling me.
"What are you going to do?" I asked cautiously, not knowing if I wanted to know the answer or not.
"Well, I have the Idol of Demos now, so I am going to perform the ceremony to the goddess Alyak. YOU will be offered as a sacrifice."
"What?!" Tommy and I both said at once.
"Dad, you never said anything about murder!"
"Because I knew you would chicken out, Tommy boy."
"Yeah, but she is just a little girl, dad, you can't do this!" At that Tommy just walked out followed by Mr. Henderson.
"Hey, wait a minute! Don't I get a say in this whole sacrifice thing?"
*******************Author's POV********************
Judson, Mac, and Gabe were sitting silently in the living room of The Vast Explorer, trying to think of what to do.
"Hello? Judson Cross? I need to see Judson Cross!" Tommy came running down into the ship.
"What is it?"
"My name is Tommy Henderson, I know where Cadence is!"
"What? You do? How?" Mac and Gabe had stood up now and were walking towards him.
"I didn't know what he was going to do to her, honest! We have to hurry! I'll explain on the way; come on, he is going to kill her!"
********************Cadence's POV**********
"Ow!" I said as two huge men dropped me down on the floor of a small moving van. My hands were cuffed behind my back. I tried to sit up, but we made a sharp turn and I landed right on my back.
"Ow!" I said once again as I tried to sit up; this time I managed to arrange myself in a corner before I said, "Are we there yet?"
Nobody responded so I gave up. It is no fun when the person doesn't react.
When we finally stopped, the same two huge men grabbed me by my hair and pulled my out of the van.
We were apparently in the middle of nowhere; as far as I could tell. There was only one building; everything else was overgrown with weeds.
I was walked into the warehouse and was shocked at what I saw. There were candelabras all over the place and there were white cloths flowing from the ceilings. There also was one altar, a cream colored marble altar with a white cloth also over it. The next thing I knew I was lifted up and placed on the altar where my hands and ankles were chained.
The men then walked off and I was left alone.
"Hello? Hello? Hey! Don't I get a phone call or something?"
Then I was quiet, a small procession of people in black monk robes and hoods came in, chanting some chant. Then I saw the leader of the monk dudes (they weren't really monks, I just call them that due to their attire) step forward and I saw that it was Jacob Henderson.
He got out a syringe and before injecting me I managed to say, "Uh, you know, you made a big mistake. You see, I really won't be a proper sacrifice; uh, I am too young! Uh, I am a shaman! Uh...I am pregnant!!" He stopped for a moment, looked at my stomach, realized I was lying, and injected the needle into my neck.
"Ow! That hurt!" And then I drifted off into a deep slumber. I knew what was going to happen, Uncle Judson had told me the whole ritual; and I knew I wouldn't want to be awake for it.
********************Author's POV********************
Judson, Mac, and Gabe arrived at the abandoned building off of Marcus Square led by Tommy. They got out their guns and quickly searched the building for Cadence and the real Mr. Henderson. Tommy had told them the whole story on the way; he left out the tiny detail that he actually kidnapped Cadence; for some reason he didn't think they would like that very much.
"What is your game, Tommy?" Judson came up to him threatening Tommy with his pistol.
"He must have moved to the old factory out in the country. Please, we aren't going to have a lot of time."
"Why should we believe you?" Mac also brandished her weapon and pointed it at his heart.
"Please, you have to trust me; he probably has already begun the ceremony. If we don't hurry he will kill her!"
"Are you saying your father is going to perform the ceremony to the god Alyak, using the Idol of Demos?" Judson asked.
"Yes, we must hurry!"
