Disclaimer: I own nothing of Magnus Scheving or Lazytown

A/N: Cliffhangers are my friends... So are angsty, suspency type things... Lazytown needed this morbid twist in a story. by the way..more ooc for robbie..hes muy mal in here. very bad lol

Eight

Now out of his underground room, Robbie swam across the small pond in a hurry. He spotted Sportacus nearby, uncovering the trap door, and he needed to leave the scene to wait for his other, fourth part of the plan. Robbie ran out of sight before Sportacus noticed.

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Water level reached two feet below the trap door. Stephanie pushed on it, but realized it was locked. She dove underwater to see if she had missed anything important for her escape. If the water level reached the trap door, she would eventually run out of breath...and ...die..

"Mpph..." Stephanie made a noise as she spotted a tiny key attached to the inside of the shakles. She knew fate had told her to dive underwater to find it. The shakles seemed to have a strength of their own, as they didn't let go of the key. They were attached by duct tape, which wasn't easy to rip off underwater. Stephanie would have brought the shakles to the surface, but there were two problems with this: One, the shakles were attached to a chain on the wall, and two, she wasn't sure if there was still a surface.

Without worrying about getting water in her mouth, Stephanie ripped the duct tape off with her teeth. She took the key and swam upwards. Only a foot left for breathing room. Stephanie didn't know what to do with the key.. Obviously the lock was on the outside..

"Only hope now...Here goes.." Stephanie knew exactly what to do.. She pushed the small key through the crack in the trap door. All she could do now was let fate take its trip.

The water level was unbelievable, pushing higher to the top than Stephanie could handle. She needed her hero..Now. Taking a deep breath, Stephanie prepared for the last of the rising water. It pressed against her nose, crawled over her eyes, and covered her hair. She was done for...

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He had heard a knock beneath the pebbles...He had felt a nudge of faith creep through his vains like spiders.. Sportacus knew Stephanie was underground. The rubble remained, for he was now too busy noticing a lock and handles to a trap door. Pulling hard on it didn't accomplish anything. The rain poured over the rubble and surrounding dirt, making everything impossibly muddy. Wiping his forehead, Sportacus left a trail of dirt on his head. He didn't care if his clothes were ripped to shreds, or if wild beasts scratched the bloody hell out of him. His only concern and priority was saving his true love.

Banging on the trap door didn't do any good either. Sportacus started to think he would fail, but he couldn't let this phase him. Standing up, Sportacus noticed the pond was more than half empty. Searching the ground for anything to help, Sportacus noticed something glimmering amond some of the rubble he had thrown out. He leaned over and picked up a silver key. It was bent, leaving only the end of it any good.

Going back to the lock, Sportacus pushed the key in the lock, but the top half broke off. He tried so hard to turn the key, but it took more than three tries to finally get it. The lock clicked, releasing itself from the trap door handles. Since rubble was still on the trap door, it was hard to open. So, Sportacus threw all of the debris out of the way.

Quickly pulling on the handles, Sportacus opened the trap door to reveal a deep, murky chamber filled to the tip-top with water...pond water.

"Stephanie! Stephanie!" Sportacus screamed to the top of his lungs, but heard no answer.

Taking an excruciatingly deep breath, Sportacus dove into the dark water.

Seeing was hard for Sportacus, as little pond fish swam around and dirt fell from aboveground. The storm was still going on, flashing lightning very close to the chamber. Sportacus spotted a door, which was most likely locked. Then, startled and upsetting, Sportacus saw Stephanie's body...unconcious..

He swam towards Stephanie and wrapped his arm around her body. Now his goal was to swim to the trap door without losing breath. Fish swam around him, confused at what they saw. Why would anyone be swimming in their pond? It was filthy!

Pulling himself to the top, Sportacus carefully place Stephanie on the ground above him. He then pulled himself out of the water and caught his breath. Tears now streamed down his face, blurring his vision. He hovered over Stephanie and lowered his lips onto hers, giving her CPR. From his eyes, tears fell onto Stephanie's face. He kept breathing into her mouth, wishing she would awake from her acoma.

Stephanie coughed up water, which was a sign of life, but she stayed unconcious. Her body was freezing cold, trembling with chills and fear. Sportacus never knew the trouble she would get into today, but he knew he wouldn't scold her. Obviously it wasn't her fault, but Robbie's. The storm lightened up a bit, leaving only thunder and buckets of rain to worry about. Sportacus swallowed his pride, picked Stephanie up in his arms, and started to walk away from the pond.

As a grown man, Sportacus would never think of crying. But he didn't care anymore. Why should he care about himself when his only love was hurting?

Before he could walk any further away from the pond, Sportacus heard laughter. He turned around to see Robbie Rotten holding a gun by his side.

"Ahh," Robbie began, standing at least five feet away from Sportacus, "You saved her.. Now, the deal was, you'd have to leave Lazytown. Or else...I kill her."

Sportacus couldn't think of anything to say but, "Why? Why are you doing this? Isn't it a little extreme for getting me out of Lazytown?"

"Yeah," Robbie admitted, "But it's so much fun being evil. I mean, year after year I had acted the same, bringing no trouble in Lazytown.. The problems I caused were minute. Now, with my new evil self, I can do whatever I want, get whatever I want, and finally make you leave! Now," He loaded the gun, "Enough chatter. She goes, or you go.. Pick.."

His ears must've gone deaf, for Sportacus didn't think he heard Robbie right. He had to choose, but he had already known from the beginning that he would never put Stephanie in danger.

So, Sportacus frowned and said, "I'll go.. but please, let me bring Stephanie back to her home and say goodbye. Please.."

Robbie wasn't in the mood for pleads of whatever. "You can bring her home," He stated proudly, "but I'm following you to make sure you do leave."

With that said, Sportacus walked alongside Robbie towards the Mayor's home. Stephanie was still held close to Sportacus' heart, as her subconcious heard his heartbeat. She was lucky to not know what was going on.