The Resurrection Quest part 4
Wow.. classes have really kept me busy! sorry for the delay. Here's part 4 :
***and now... our feature presentation*****
Cole looked at Jareth, "Do you know where they took Sarah?"
Jareth frowned as he guided Cole down a path. "Not for sure," he answered, "But I have a good idea on the location...the castle."
Cole looked to the horizon and saw the dingy castle but noticed that as they walked, they seemed to be getting further and further from the castle.
"Then why are we going away from the castle?"
Jareth chuckled, "Trust me... We'll get to the castle..."
**********
Anya looked impatiently at Tristan as he walked into the throne room.
"Well?!," she asked, "Did you catch them?"
"Not all of them," Tristan replied, "The young boy ran off and the guards couldn't find him."
Anya frowned, "Incompetent!... Those guards can't even catch a child?! What do we pay them for?"
"Ummm... your majesty?," a royal advisor standing next to her volunteered, "We don't pay them."
"Fine then," Anya said with a scowl, "What do we allow them to continue BREATHING for?"
"With all due respect Anya," Tristan commented as he heard her frustrated exclamations, "Other than loosing the kid, they haven't failed you once... a lot better than Jareth's guards."
"True," Anya agreed, "But by using your thought process, other than capturing the one, they haven't helped me once, either."
Tristan sighed, "Were you always this pessimistic?"
"Were you always this optimistic?," Anya countered before she changed the conversation back to its original topic, "So, you have the girl?"
Tristan nodded, "She's locked in one of the dungeons, But judging from how she acts, I believe we can afford to move her to one of the more accommodating rooms."
Anya shrugged, "If you want to... fine.. Go ahead. Just be sure to find out what she and her friend are doing here."
Tristan nodded, "I will... Sarah seems to be the type that isn't afraid to share information."
Any, gave a surprised look," Sarah?"
"You know her?"
Anya , who seemed to have recovered somewhat, shook her head, "No.. It's just tat I've heard of that name before. I wonder..."
Tristan looked curiously at Anya as a thoughtful look came across her youthful face... expecting her to make a connection of some sort to the Underground's unannounced visitor.
Anya shrugged it off, "No its silly... That name is very common amongst their species... Can't be her."
Tristan slowly nodded, "Can't be who?"
"Nothing Tristan," Anya replied... still somewhat distracted. She looked at him, "Why don't you go to your room and get some rest? You don't know when your next chance for sleep will come..."
"Yes that is a good idea, " Tristan agreed, taking note of how she hastily changed the subject, "Speaking of which, shouldn't you get some rest as well?"
Anya smiled, "That's why I like you... You think about almost anything... Don't worry I will get some sleep after I get a few more things done. Now... you go do what you need to do and get some rest. I need you at your best... not exhausted."
Tristan nodded to Anya and then walked out of the throne room.. leaving Anya to work on her duties.
After Tristan left, Anya looked to the rather depressed looking advisor.
"Now... what were we talking about?," she asked with a rather cruel looking grin....
**********
Sarah looked to the door as she heard it open. But instead of Tristan, several Goblin guards came in.
worried, Sarah got up from the bed she had been on and moved backwards only stopping when her back hit the wall.
A guard on each side, her wrists were grabbed and she was led out of the room. when the small group was bathed by the light in the hall, Sarah, squinted her eyes until her eyes could adjust to the brightness.
"Where are we going?," Sarah asked as she was blindly led along.
"Commanding officer's orders," one answered, not loosing step, "You are to be relocated."
The rest of the trip took place in silence. Sarah, once her vision was back, used this time to see the path they were taking... just in case...
After going up what seemed like an infinite amount of steps, a single door became visible at the top of the flight. A guard opened the door and promptly pushed her in... slamming the door behind her.
Sarah heard the turning of the door's lock as she looked about the room. Judging from the layout of the room and the amount of steps she had to climb, she was in a tower.. She had to admit it was a better room. Lit by sunlight that streamed from two windows high up in the wall, Sarah could see that there was a canopy bed in the center of the room. Against a wall were a desk and a wardrobe which through further investigation proved to be full of dresses. Every style came in a variety of sizes to accommodate any female that happened to be locked within these walls. Another look about the room turned up a door that led to her own bathroom.
Still, with all the added perks, it was nothing to being able to walk around freely. Tristan or whomever he was working for, didn't seem to want to give her that... a reminder that she was still a prisoner.
**********
Cole looked at the castle which seemed to be further away now.
"You're going the wrong way!," he complained.
Jareth stopped and glared at Cole, "I am not!"
Cole was about to protest but another look from Jareth shut him up.
Jareth sighed, "Just come along... I'm not going to waste time when my life is on the line."
"But you're a-ready dead!"
"Right now maybe... but the day is young."
**********
Tristan had finished his duties for the day and was on his way to his room when a thought came to him. Anya certainly reacted strangely when he had mentioned Sarah's name. Why was that?.. and why did the name sound so familiar to him?
He walked into the castle library and went searching their archives. Surprisingly it was rather easily to find a few scrolls on someone by the name of Sarah. Apparently it was rather recent. Otherwise her story would have been in a regular book. Taking the scrolls, he sat down and began to read.
Wow.. classes have really kept me busy! sorry for the delay. Here's part 4 :
***and now... our feature presentation*****
Cole looked at Jareth, "Do you know where they took Sarah?"
Jareth frowned as he guided Cole down a path. "Not for sure," he answered, "But I have a good idea on the location...the castle."
Cole looked to the horizon and saw the dingy castle but noticed that as they walked, they seemed to be getting further and further from the castle.
"Then why are we going away from the castle?"
Jareth chuckled, "Trust me... We'll get to the castle..."
**********
Anya looked impatiently at Tristan as he walked into the throne room.
"Well?!," she asked, "Did you catch them?"
"Not all of them," Tristan replied, "The young boy ran off and the guards couldn't find him."
Anya frowned, "Incompetent!... Those guards can't even catch a child?! What do we pay them for?"
"Ummm... your majesty?," a royal advisor standing next to her volunteered, "We don't pay them."
"Fine then," Anya said with a scowl, "What do we allow them to continue BREATHING for?"
"With all due respect Anya," Tristan commented as he heard her frustrated exclamations, "Other than loosing the kid, they haven't failed you once... a lot better than Jareth's guards."
"True," Anya agreed, "But by using your thought process, other than capturing the one, they haven't helped me once, either."
Tristan sighed, "Were you always this pessimistic?"
"Were you always this optimistic?," Anya countered before she changed the conversation back to its original topic, "So, you have the girl?"
Tristan nodded, "She's locked in one of the dungeons, But judging from how she acts, I believe we can afford to move her to one of the more accommodating rooms."
Anya shrugged, "If you want to... fine.. Go ahead. Just be sure to find out what she and her friend are doing here."
Tristan nodded, "I will... Sarah seems to be the type that isn't afraid to share information."
Any, gave a surprised look," Sarah?"
"You know her?"
Anya , who seemed to have recovered somewhat, shook her head, "No.. It's just tat I've heard of that name before. I wonder..."
Tristan looked curiously at Anya as a thoughtful look came across her youthful face... expecting her to make a connection of some sort to the Underground's unannounced visitor.
Anya shrugged it off, "No its silly... That name is very common amongst their species... Can't be her."
Tristan slowly nodded, "Can't be who?"
"Nothing Tristan," Anya replied... still somewhat distracted. She looked at him, "Why don't you go to your room and get some rest? You don't know when your next chance for sleep will come..."
"Yes that is a good idea, " Tristan agreed, taking note of how she hastily changed the subject, "Speaking of which, shouldn't you get some rest as well?"
Anya smiled, "That's why I like you... You think about almost anything... Don't worry I will get some sleep after I get a few more things done. Now... you go do what you need to do and get some rest. I need you at your best... not exhausted."
Tristan nodded to Anya and then walked out of the throne room.. leaving Anya to work on her duties.
After Tristan left, Anya looked to the rather depressed looking advisor.
"Now... what were we talking about?," she asked with a rather cruel looking grin....
**********
Sarah looked to the door as she heard it open. But instead of Tristan, several Goblin guards came in.
worried, Sarah got up from the bed she had been on and moved backwards only stopping when her back hit the wall.
A guard on each side, her wrists were grabbed and she was led out of the room. when the small group was bathed by the light in the hall, Sarah, squinted her eyes until her eyes could adjust to the brightness.
"Where are we going?," Sarah asked as she was blindly led along.
"Commanding officer's orders," one answered, not loosing step, "You are to be relocated."
The rest of the trip took place in silence. Sarah, once her vision was back, used this time to see the path they were taking... just in case...
After going up what seemed like an infinite amount of steps, a single door became visible at the top of the flight. A guard opened the door and promptly pushed her in... slamming the door behind her.
Sarah heard the turning of the door's lock as she looked about the room. Judging from the layout of the room and the amount of steps she had to climb, she was in a tower.. She had to admit it was a better room. Lit by sunlight that streamed from two windows high up in the wall, Sarah could see that there was a canopy bed in the center of the room. Against a wall were a desk and a wardrobe which through further investigation proved to be full of dresses. Every style came in a variety of sizes to accommodate any female that happened to be locked within these walls. Another look about the room turned up a door that led to her own bathroom.
Still, with all the added perks, it was nothing to being able to walk around freely. Tristan or whomever he was working for, didn't seem to want to give her that... a reminder that she was still a prisoner.
**********
Cole looked at the castle which seemed to be further away now.
"You're going the wrong way!," he complained.
Jareth stopped and glared at Cole, "I am not!"
Cole was about to protest but another look from Jareth shut him up.
Jareth sighed, "Just come along... I'm not going to waste time when my life is on the line."
"But you're a-ready dead!"
"Right now maybe... but the day is young."
**********
Tristan had finished his duties for the day and was on his way to his room when a thought came to him. Anya certainly reacted strangely when he had mentioned Sarah's name. Why was that?.. and why did the name sound so familiar to him?
He walked into the castle library and went searching their archives. Surprisingly it was rather easily to find a few scrolls on someone by the name of Sarah. Apparently it was rather recent. Otherwise her story would have been in a regular book. Taking the scrolls, he sat down and began to read.