How long? How long had they been trapped in this prison? Could it be a day, a week, a month? She knew it had only been a few hours, maybe a day but it felt much longer. Her eyes flitted in all directions looking for something, anything that could help them. So far they found out the cell was protected against magic and various small tools that Garet and she had. Jamie could no longer summon energy blasts; she figured it had something to do with the food. Somehow food was delivered when they were both asleep. They were seldom asleep and hardly ever at the same time so someone had to be watching them. She sat uncomfortably beside the bars of the cell. When, when would they be let out? The question echoed then disappeared as hollow as the hallway outside the cage.

"Jamie it's no use to just stare out the bars," Garet sighed. "No ones coming."

"Well obviously Oriath is trying to keep us alive and there must be a reason for that," Jamie answered.

"To get to the point I don't want to know," Garet responded his head in his hands. "What if he just wants to use us for a stupid plan to capture the talisman powers for himself?"

Jamie shuffled over to Garet and leaned her head against his.

"We'll get out of this alive," Jamie answered. "One way or another."

Garet softly kissed her on the cheek. They sat there together for a long time. Jamie had found out that Garet was only keeping the crystal so Oriath wouldn't find it. He was confused and thought Captain Black was just another thief who wanted to use it for his own benefit. She didn't even care if that was a lie anymore. He had risked his life to save her and she didn't want to doubt him again. Footsteps echoed through the room and off the walls. A man appeared coming around the corner followed by two guards. He sneered at them sitting together.

"Garet you are needed," he said simply. "You will show Oriath how to use the crystal."

Garet stood up and walked over to the bars, his face inches from the man.

"I will do no such thing!" He spat.

The man frowned.

"Guards bring him," he ordered and they unlocked the cage and walked inside.

Now was her chance! Maybe she could escape while they weren't looking. She tried to move her leg but it wouldn't budge. Her head wouldn't move, nothing would move! She could only look around with her eyes. Garet was also held immobile as the guards grabbed him and dragged him out. They locked the door again and Jamie could once again move. She stared in anger at the man who was following behind the guards. Who had made this cell? They couldn't get out the door for if they opened it they wouldn't be able to move. A very clever plan but how could she escape? Long hours passed and she grew more apprehensive as time wore on, she winced and felt pain every once and a while but she didn't know why. Again footsteps rang off the walls. The man reappeared with the two guards but Garet was not with them.

"Hello Jamie," he said looking at her through the bars. "Are you enjoying your time here?"

She didn't answer. He was trying to make her angry and she wouldn't fall for it.

"Garet's enjoying his time right now," he said and Jamie looked up. "He's with a friend of mine. He won't tell how to use the crystal so I think he needs a bit of persuasion. Maybe you could help. Bring her out!"

She stood up and the guards opened the door and walked inside. They grabbed her arms and pulled her out then slammed the door closed. Her legs almost gave out from the sudden jolt of being able to use her muscles. The man followed behind as they marched forwards. Traveling through many corridors and hallways was difficult because she felt drowsy and exhausted. Finally they reached a large door. The man briskly walked forwards and opened it. Her eyes flitted frantically around the room. Where was Garet? He was in the corner, attached to the wall with long chains around his wrists and ankles. He was bleeding and in poor shape. There was another man standing in front of Garet. That only made her wonder what they would do with her. But her questions were answered when the guard put a knife to her throat.

"Garet," said the man walking forwards. "Do you wish to harm her? If you don't tell us how to use the crystal we will slit her throat!"

"You wouldn't dare!" Hollered Garet staring at Jamie uneasily.

"No your right," said the man. "She's far to useful. Cut her hand!"

"No!" yelled Garet yanking his chains.

One guard held the knife to her throat and the other pulled another knife out.

"Garet don't tell them!" She yelled very aware of the knife at her throat that may cut her if she spoke.

The other guard's knife cut a slash into the back of her hand. Tears sprung to her eyes and she fought not to scream.

"Garet you can't tell them!" She yelled again. "Don't tell them anything!"

The man with the whip stepped forwards. The other man nodded and the whip came down on Jamie's back. A few tears dropped from her face. Still she did not cry out.

"Garet you can't tell them," she said in a shaky voice. "I will be alright."

The whip came down on her back again sending a chill up her spine and a throbbing pain in her side.

"Enough!" Garet yelled trying to break free of his chains. "Stop this at once!"

"Tell us how to use the crystal!" Demanded the man.

"I will die before I tell you how to use it!" he growled. "Let her go! She is not of your concern!"

The man sneered and paced back and forth.

"You love her so much don't you?" he asked shooting an evil grin at him. "You would even die for her. But what if she would die for you?"

He looked from Jamie to the man.

"You see Garet, we will kill her if you don't tell us how the crystal is used," he said angrily. "She will die because of you. Is that how you want to live? Knowing that you killed her?"

"You filthy rotten creature!" Jamie yelled angrily trying to break free of the guards but only getting the knife closer to her throat. "Let him go!"

"It is clear that she will die for you," the man said pacing back and forth. "Is that what you want?"

Garet looked at Jamie, his eyes full of pain.

"I cannot tell you," he answered. "Nor will I ever tell you!"

The man looked at Garet angrily.

"You will kill your love to keep the crystal safe," he stated angrily. "So be it! Do not kill the girl but put her in Oriath's quarters, and await further instruction!"

The guards nodded and picked her up again. Her legs wouldn't carry her but that wasn't a problem.

"Stay strong Garet!" She yelled her voice wavering. "Never give up."

Garet stared at her and Jamie couldn't tell what look he was giving her, anger or pity.

They pulled her towards a hallway then into another room. Would this be her end? To die in Oriath's' castle? She wondered but wondering didn't help her as they shoved her inside and stood outside the locked door.

The man walked back and forth pacing in front of him.

"So you won't react to being tortured hmm Garet?" he asked angrily. "Won't even react to your love being tortured. I wonder just how much longer you can hold on."

He looked up at the man, his eyes full of hatred. He would never tell and die with the horrible secret of how to use the crystal. It would never fall into their hands, not as long as he could use it.

"I see you are still feeling rebellious," the man noticed pacing. "Maybe you wouldn't feel to independent if you knew what was happening to your girlfriend."

Garet narrowed his eyes.

"What are you going to do with her?" He demanded.

The man grinned.

"How are we going to find her?" Surianna asked her eyes full of concern. "This is all my fault! If only I could have helped her!"

"We had to run for our lives," Alan stated. "There was no choice."

"Besides we don't need her," Kirby said smiling. "All we need is you and I."

He moved closer to Surianna and she narrowed her eyes then moved away.

"Go hit your head on the pavement or something," she grumbled.

"You'll come around," Kirby said grinning.

Jade stepped forwards.

"Right now we need to tell Captain Black, Uncle and Jackie what happened," Jade said postponing the conflict. "We're going to need their help."

"Let's hurry then," Surianna yelled as she ran forwards.

"Um...Surianna," Jade called pointing, "Uncle's shop is that way."

Surianna changed direction.

"I knew that," she stated as she ran past.

"Well let's go," Alan said running forwards.

Jade ran beside him.

"What talisman do you think you have?" she asked Alan.

"Um...Uh...I...I..." He stuttered blushing.

"I think you may have the rooster talisman," Kirby stated. "Cause your so darn chicken all the time!"

Jade giggled but Alan frowned.

"Hurry you guys!" Surianna called and they ran faster yet towards the shop.

After a few minutes they arrived. Surianna ran through the door and into the shop.

"Uncle!" She yelled. "Jackie!"

Jackie and Captain Black were talking in the center of the room and Surianna rushed over to them.

"They have Jamie!" She yelled. "You have to help us get her back!"

"Wait, slow down!" Jackie said. "Who has her?"

"I think it's Garet but I'm not sure!" she explained quickly what happened. "We have to help her!"

"Jamie can help herself," Captain Black said dismissively. "She doesn't want to be taken away from Garet. Beside we have to find the other talisman powers before the dark hand does."

Just as he spoke the rest of them gathered around Alan.

"Who is he?" asked Captain Black pointing to Alan.

"He has one of the talisman powers," Jade responded. "But we don't know which one."

"Well let's deal with him and then deal with Jamie." Captain Black said closing the subject. "Now lets go get Uncle and have him show this boy which talisman power he has."

Her mind was reeling. How long had she been asleep? She looked around in confusion. Why did she not remember falling asleep? Where was she? The room she was in was dark but warm. A fireplace roared and the flames flickered casting shadows across the floor. An armchair was behind her but it was turned the other way. She walked over to it and noticed that someone was sitting in it but she couldn't quite see the person clearly.

"Who are you?" she asked trying to catch a glimpse of the person.

"You have every right to ask," the voice answered which was clearly a women's. "But I cannot tell you."

"What can you tell me?" she asked. "Can you tell me where I am?"

"You are in a dream," she answered. "This is no ordinary dream, mind you, this dream was created for you."

Created for her? No one could create a dream! Yet no one could have wings and fly either and she could.

"Who created this dream for me?" she asked.

"Garet did," the voice answered. "Please have a seat."

Jamie sat in a chair opposite of the women's armchair.

"But how did he create this dream?" Jamie asked.

"That I cannot tell you," the women answered her voice eerie. "But I can tell you that he put much love into making it. Do you love Garet?"

"Yes," she answered.

"Then do something for him," the women said eerily. "Wait for him to tell you to wake up before you open your eyes again."