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Trapped In Eternal Darkness Day 1: Where Am I?
Vicky slowly opened her eyes, the baby blue sky blurred above her. She felt the ground below her, which felt like smooth stone. After a few blinks however, it turned out the sky wasn't really a sky at all, but a ceiling painted in the same baby blue as a cloudless day. Vicky groaned softly as she raised herself into a sitting position. Lying on that slab of rock hurt her back.
She looked around at her surroundings, she was in a room and it was a bit dark and dusty. It had a theme of blue, with navy blue curtains, baby blue walls, a blue carpet, etc. It was a strange room, and certainly one Vicky had never been in before.
Where am I? She thought, and how did I get here?
Instinctively, Vicky felt the back of her head and found a good portion of it was bruised. She tried to remember what happened that could've gotten her there, but everything was foggy. She couldn't remember.
"Vicky!"
Vicky gasped and turned toward the sound, a big green something stood in the doorway.
"My beloved, you have awoken!" It added, coming towards her on its tentacle legs. It stared at her with its red eyes and fear grew in Vicky. "What is wrong my Vicky? Do you not recognize me?" It asked her, probably noticing the fear and confusion she felt.
Vicky looked it over and for some reason it-he looked familiar. "Who are you?" Vicky breathed.
Disappointment crossed his features, "It is me Mark, you like do not remember?" The alien, now Mark asked.
Vicky looked at Mark with disgust, she may not remember the last thing that happened, but one thing was certain in her mind. Mark kidnapped her.
"Mark?" She asked.
"Yes, my Beloved?" Mark looked ready to serve.
"Where are we? Why do you look so familiar? And why the hec did you kidnap me?"
Mark looked confused. "I did not kidnap you my love. The Earth warrior Timmy Turner gave you to me. It was like six Earth years ago when you sent me a message through the Earthling Cosmo. I took you here, but you were only semi-conscience and you kept going back to sleep. Than Timmy Turner came to get you and stuff. Anyway, this is the dreaded war planet, Yugopatamia of witch I am the warrior prince and future king of."
"What?" Vicky asked. "I don't remember any of that stuff. I never sent no stupid message, and never met anyone named Cosmo before. And who's Timmy Turner?" Vicky stopped, the name sounded familiar on her tongue. Who was he? Vicky couldn't quite remember, but she knew whoever he was, she couldn't wait to get her hands around his throat. Who did he think he was, giving Vicky to someone like she was an object rather than a living, breathing human being?
All of a sudden something clicked in Vicky, "Wait, Yugopotamia is a planet?! We're not on Earth?! We're on another planet?!"
Mark nodded, and Vicky's jaw dropped in shock. She was on another planet! Impossible.
"Oh my gosh." Vicky whispered, putting a hand on her head.
"Well lunch is at Welbvon, I'll see you than." Mark said and exited, but than after a few seconds his face popped back in the doorway. "We'll discuss the wedding plans."
Vicky jerked her head in the direction of the door as Mark again disappeared from view. "Oh my gosh." She repeated. "No way."
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Vicky forced herself to attend lunch, but only because her baby needed the food. She kept her gaze down on the table the whole and stayed completely silent, hating it when one of the Yugopatamians spoke to her.
"Mark," The king suddenly spoke. "I believe there is something wrong with your woman."
Fire roused in Vicky's chest, the way he said those last two words made her angry. However, before she could speak, Mark did. "What is the matter my beloved Vicky?" He asked. "Is that hamburger you are feasting on upsetting your stomach?"
Suddenly Vicky couldn't take it anymore, "NO!" She shouted, bolting out of her seat. "I'm already married!" She screamed in his face, Mark not responding. Suddenly all the feelings she didn't want shown forced their way out, Vicky's vision blurring as tears began to roll down her cheeks. Immediately she turned and ran, ran all the way to room she didn't want to call hers. There she dropped to the ground and just let herself cry.
"My Beloved why do you cry? Why do you speak of already being married?" Mark asked upon entering the room.
"Because I'm already married!" Vicky shouted as she continued to cry. "I'm married to a man I love on Earth. He's very sweet and cute, unlike you!" And I'm two months pregnant with his kid, see?" She said pointing just below her stomach, but than she immediately regretted it. The Yugopatamians knowing I'm pregnant can be dangerous. They can use it to their advantage.
However, Mark seemed confused. "Are you like saying there is a little Earth child inside of you?" He asked.
"Duh." Vicky breathed, just as confused.
Slowly Mark reached out one of his many tentacles toward Vicky's stomach, but she slapped it out of the way before he could touch her. Surprisingly to Vicky, Mark smiled in response to the hit.
"You just try and touch me again and see what happens." Vicky threatened. However, Mark didn't seem to be taking it negatively. He still had on his goofy smile; acting as though all Vicky had told him was that the walls of the room were blue.
"Vicky, I know Timmy Turner is like your mate and everything, but he has given you to me. You are no longer married to him." Mark said as if he was reassuring Vicky.
"What are you talking about? I'm not married to whoever Timmy Turner is, I'm married to a man named Chip Skylark."
"What?!" Mark shouted so loud it made Vicky jump. "Has Timmy Turner gone against his promise and given you to another? I knew the little Earth punk could not be trusted, he should be destroyed! But than I still have my Beloved, so I need not bother." Mark finished, smiling at Vicky.
Slowly another tear rolled down Vicky's cheek and immediately Mark reached out his right arm. Gently he wiped the tears from Vicky's eyes, shocking the mother-to-be. She gasped softly, far too surprised by this act of kindness, far too confused by its familiarity to yell at him. Suddenly though, an image of her husband entered her mind and she realized why Mark's motion looked so familiar. "Chip." She whispered softly and bit her trembling lower lip. Tears began to roll down Vicky's cheeks and she turned her face from Mark, placing a hand before her eyes as if to block them from another's sight.
"Vicky?" Mark asked.
"Just go away." Vicky sobbed. "Please just leave me alone."
Out of the corner of her eye she watched Mark leave the room. Slowly Vicky picked herself up and sat herself down on her "bed", not bothering to wipe the tears from her eyes. Already she missed her husband, missed him so much, for she knew the Yugopatamians planned on keeping her there…forever.