Chapter 7

xXxPRESENT TIMExXx

Riff awoke, his head aching and feeling as though he had a major hangover. He couldn't see, nor could he move; all he could do was feel. He felt cloth of some kind, beneath him. He knew he was laying down, on something soft. Maybe a bed or a couch.

Or a cloud, the thought floated across his mind. Oh my God, he thought. Am I dead?

Suddenly his vision returned, slowly and blurred. He could hear a whooshing sound, like a hover car, or a rocket. He still couldn't move, but since he was lying on his back, he saw what was above him: a chrome ceiling, like the kind he had in his rocket. All of a sudden, a blurred figure appeared, blocking his view of the ceiling. Red hair stuck up everywhere, and the glinting gold of the figure's suit momentarily blinded him.

"Riff?"

A voice.

"Riff? Are you awake? Are you alive?" It was Magenta!

"Ummm…huh…ohhh…" was all Riff managed to say.

"Oh, good, you're alright!" Riff felt Magenta hug him and kiss him on the forehead. "I'll let you sleep for now, and I'll wake you up later and tell you what happened."

Riff blacked out again as sleep overtook him.

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It turned out that DeLordy drugged Riff and, with the help of one of the guards, who was a close friend of DeLordy, snuck Riff out of the jail to a waiting rocket ship with Magenta inside.

Together, they launched into space and are headed to Earth to begin a new life.

DeLordy, on the other hand, posed as Riff by wearing his clothes and took Riff's place at the guillotine.

While DeLordy was having his head chopped off to prove to Magenta that his love was pure, Riff was waking from a deep sleep only to be told that he wasn't dead but quite the opposite. Now, they were headed safely to Earth, to begin a new life- one without the Prince or DeLordy.

The End