Ralph was walking down the hallway that night, he was going to see his sister.
Lord Burroughs happened to be walking down her way as well. He stopped and Lord Burroughs didn't. "Oh Scissorman, here to see your sister?" Ralph nodded. "Well too bad!" He yelled making Ralph flinch. "You are never to go near her!...Chopper! Corridor take him back to the dungeon and SledgeHammer make sure he stays down there."
"N-No!" The 2 subordinates took him and pushed him down the stairs, shutting the door. He held his arm cause it hurt.
"JEMIMA!" He started banging on the door. "Jemima." He sat down sadly against it. His only family gone, becasue of that dick head Burroughs. He stood and kicked the door, he wanted so badly to behead Darcy Burroughs. Make him pay for whatever he does to his sister.
The next morning Ralph heard his door open and sledgehammer let Burroughs down. Ralph was sitting on the alter, glaring at Burroughs ready to chop his head off. "Next week is our wedding, if you interfear, you and your sister will be beheaded at once." "I don't care about my life, just don't hurt my sister." He was so furious. His hand grasped his blade ready to kill Burroughs.
"Hmm...You want to kill me, eh?...We'll if you try that, than your dear sister will be killed." "...Why do you want her? Why not any of the other maidens! Why my sister?" Burroughs grinned. "To get what I want." "To get what you want?" "...You'll find out." Burroughs left laughing. Ralph was confused.