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Xander groaned in pain, his arms were bound tightly behind his back, and he looked ragged, like he'd been beaten a bit before being dropped on the ground. He was forced to his knees, his head pushed down so that his nose was about an inch from the cold cement floor. Necrolai had told him to stay in that position or else, and he hadn't really felt like finding out the or else part. He could hear an almost deafening chorus of screeching from what he'd gathered as monsters. He couldn't understand some of them, but those he could understand filled him with dread. They were all chanting the same thing, 'Death to the Ranger'. Not really comforting. His Morpher was missing, Necrolai had taken it, he felt cold and exhausted, he wanted to sleep, to just close his eyes and pretend the whole day was nothing but a terrible nightmare.
"So…this is the Green of the new Mystic Wizards." Xander winced as a gruff voice came over his head. He forced himself not to look up, he didn't recognize the voice, and that concerned him.
"Lord Morticon, he is not as pathetic as he looks." Necrolai's voice this time, making Xander glare at the floor from her barb. He hated the fact her voice laughed when she said it.
"Excellent work Necrolai…you have his Morpher no doubt." Xander heard this…Morticon's voice once again, how he yearned to look up. He finally risked it, raising his eyes but not his head, taking in the form of the Lord of the Undead. He quickly jerked his eyes down, making a face to himself. The guy looked like a chainsaw had attacked a metal tree trunk, and neither had won. Xander quickly looked down as Morticon shifted his gaze back to the Ranger, swallowing hard and hoping he wasn't about to be hit for looking up.
"So…my Dark Knight Koragg. What do you believe we should do with this Ranger?"
"Koragg! It was I who brought him to you, his fate should be in my hands!"
Xander felt sick, they were arguing about who got to torture or kill him. He almost started crying, but held back his emotions so he could continue to listen to what they were saying.
"Necrolai, hold your tongue. Koragg is my Knight, and will carry out the decree of Death upon him."
Xander heard Koragg cackling, he knew that voice well since they'd been fighting him since their first ever outing with Udonna. A pang in his chest made a tear fall to the dirty floor he was on, his memory shifting to his friends…or so called friends. He set his jaw firmly, pushing his mind out of that depressing thought line and refocusing on the squabbling of Necrolai and Koragg going on above him.
"He is mine! I should be the one to destroy him!"
"I am the Knight Wolf, I will destroy him as our Lord has ordered."
"…Fine. But I will be there if you mess up."
"I won't."
Lord Morticon's voice broke in finally, "Then it is settled. The Green Mystic Ranger will die by Koragg's blade at sunrise tomorrow." He chuckled, moving to Xander, sticking his foot under the boy's chin and raising his face to look up at him. "Once you're gone, it will be that much easier to defeat your Ranger friends."
Necrolai chuckled as she hauled Xander to his feet "Of course, with you gone it might be a bit harder without you holding them back."
Lord Morticon cackled at the stricken look on Xander's face as he was half dragged into the darkness of a hallway. Xander glared at Necrolai as she pulled him along, before looking down. Her words stung like hot coals, he said nothing as she chained him by his wrists and neck to the ancient bad smelling stone wall. "Good night Ranger…" Necrolai purred at him, slamming the cell door shut, leaving Xander to his thoughts.
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