A/N: Hey! I'm finally updating again! I was at my dad's! Sorry. Anyway, I don't have time to reply to my reviews in this chapter, but I will reply to all of them in my next one. There's gonna be a power check thingy, and the power is going out in like 30 minutes for 3 hours, so I gotta go fast, so this ch. will probably be pretty short. Uh, first though, my friend Felicia is over, and she wants to say hi. Felicia: Hi! I'm Felicia. OK, on with the story, I'm glad u like it.
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Chapter Sixteen
I was beginning to get really uncomfortable. My back was hurting from being pressed against the chair, and the ropes were beginning to cut into my wrists. But that didn't bother me as much as what cut into my heart-Rose's words. She thought that I was a traitor? I didn't do anything! I had tried to tell her-but she didn't exactly tell me that she was really some chick out to destroy magical creatures!
I heard footsteps. I stiffened. Huntsman came into the room. "'Tis half after ten, dragon," he said. "In less than two hours, the ceremony will begin, and you will be slain." He frowned. "Funny, though. I imagined you to be...taller." And, laughing evilly, he stalked out of the room.
I had to get away. But my efforts were fruitless. Sphinx hair was impossible to escape. I sighed.
"Oi!" I looked up, and glared at what I saw. Victor had entered the room. "Dragon, I-"
"Save it," I growled. "If I wasn't tied to a chair, and destroy you here and now. How could you betray me?"
Victor looked around. "I came in here to tell you, Laddie, that I am sorry. There...is nothing I can do now. I just wanted to let you know that I had no choice...before you...well, you know."
Did I ever. But why was he coming in here to apologize to me...right before I was...well, you know.
"I just...I know that you loved the girl, and I'm sorry I sold you out. I'm not all bad, at least, I don'na think so. Now if you excuse me, I have to prepare for the ceremony. Huntsman allowed me two minutes to get what I needed to say out. G'bye."
I wondered what that was about. Why in the world would he apologize to me? Maybe he still had some good in him...who knows?
I sat there pondering it for quite a while, but then Huntsman came in. "Dragon...or should we say, Jake Long. Time for the ceremony." He chuckled evilly.
I grimaced as he advanced toward me. "Did the leprechaun tell you he was sorry? He was just trying to clear that meager conscious he has...he fears if he lets you die without saying he is sorry, your spirit will haunt him...some superstition. Now, then, to business."
Two members of the clan approached and released me from the chair, yet left my hands tied. They forced me to my feet, and dread filled my heart to the brim as I was forced to walk out the door and into a gloomy and foreboding hallway. I was beginning to panic. Where could Gramps be? But more importantly (at least to me):Was Rose really going through with this?
A/N: Okay, major short, I know, but I'm running out of time. Um, the reason I put the whole Victor thing in there will become clear in the next few chapters. I should be able to update tomorrow morning (maybe), but if not, tomorrow night or Monday morning. so, until then, peace out, and I'll answer all your reviews then. bye!
~Emachinescat ^..^