I'm never giving up on this story. It's too good. Plus, when I have inspiration I feel like I could write like ten chapters in a day just for you guys, but then I wouldn't get any reviews for the other chapters because you would just gobble it up and review one chapter. Sorry for keeping you guys waiting in the dark so long.
Disclaimer: I do not own descendants, 2015
Uma glanced with wild eyes between Cornelia and Brick. This was an ambush. Gripping her sword tighter in her hands, she waited for one of them to attack. Cornelia charged ahead with such speed that had her reeling. Thankfully, as soon as she realized that this wasn't going to be ransom, her reflexes kicked into overdrive. The clang of steel on steel sounded throughout the cell-like chamber. Brick hadn't made a move, instead he watched the two go head to head.
"Pretty low of you to use Gil as bait." Uma growled while their blades locked for a quick stalemate.
Cornelia chuckled softly as she retreated for a quick moment, "how else was I supposed to get you down here?"
Uma and Cornelia were evenly matched. Fury and revenge made each of them equally fueled for the battle. A slight miscalculation from Cornelia earned her a cut on her sword arm, but she repaid in kind with a slice in Uma's thigh. The two combatants danced around the entire space using anything they could as an advantage. A couple of barrels littered the floor which they used any chance they got. Gil watched haplessly as Cornelia landed her boot into Uma's midsection sending her flying towards him.
"Uma!" Gil called craning his head to get a look at his captain.
"I'm fine Gil." Uma responded almost immediately. "You're gonna regret that."
"Oh am I," Cornelia huffed, catching her much needed breath, "I'd like to see you try."
Uma pushed her blue hair from her face, locking steely brown eyes onto Cornelia's bored gaze. Standing up, Uma stalked slowly to Cornelia. Brick watched in amusement as he watched the two cats begin a new dance with a different rhythm. Gil could only hear the steel, and random cries of pain or anger. It hurt him to think that he couldn't lift a finger to help.
"Why the long face?" Brick smiled leaning against the pole as he watched Uma trip Cornelia with a barrel. "Your captain seems to be winning."
Gil sighed a breath of relief at that, then his face reddened quickly at the thought of believing his enemy. "I don't believe you."
"Hmm." Brick hummed sitting down next to the chained captive. "I wouldn't either."
Cornelia gasped in pain as she stood up on her injured ankle. "That was a dirty move."
Uma laughed at her discomfort, obviously enjoying the upper hand that she so deserved. "You gonna cry to your mama?"
A flash of anger spread through Cornelia like a wildfire, it happened so quickly. One moment Uma was laughing and the next she was on the ground fighting for her life. Precious air escaped for every second that she tried to shake the mad girl off. Hands gripped to release the pressure from her neck but it was to no avail. Struggling to throw her off, Uma slipped into unhealthy oblivion, her last thoughts lingering on Gil, Harry and her crew.
Her hearing returned quicker than her sight. A moan came from somewhere but she couldn't place from whom. Not even a second later, an incessant bug chattered in her ear, making it nearly close to impossible to fall back asleep. Opening her eyes, she was met with an empty space and barrels littered around the room from when she was playing with Cornelia. A hand gripped at hers, which startled her seeing that she thought she was alone.
"a, ma, Uma!"
Turning her head, Uma's search stopped short when her face rested on a pole. The same pole that Gil was bound to.
"G-Gil." Uma coughed, not liking the sound of her voice at the moment. "Gil, what happened?"
"One moment I heard laughter and the next I heard the sounds of a struggle. I couldn't see and I didn't trust a word that came from Bricks mouth." Gil explained testing his bonds for the hundredth time.
Uma sighed resting her head against the pole. Bringing both knees up to her chin, Uma placed her head down to think.
"Any chance of a rescue?" Gil asked hopefully.
Uma thought for a bit before she smiled, "yeah."
Gil let out a breath that he didn't even know he was holding up until then. Suddenly, the door creaked open causing both prisoners to take a look at the intruder. Both hearts sank, when they saw Cornelia and Brick wheeling in what looked like torture devices.
"What are you doing with that?" Gil asked trying his best to scoot away but ultimately failing.
"Oh don't worry, it's not for you." Cornelia smiled as she stopped in front of the blue haired captain. "Get her up."
Brick immediately unlatched the chains keeping Uma hostage, and grabbed her arm before she could think of any type of escape.
"I am, sooo, looking forward to this." Cornelia laughed as she drew out what looked to be a rusty taser. Without a moments thought, she jabbed it into Uma's side eliciting a scream from her salty lips. A couple more jabs and pain filled responses, and Cornelia seemed to grow bored of the troublesome torture. "Pass me the knife."
"Wait! Stop! I'll tell you what you want to know!" Gil screamed above the noise.
Cornelia turned to face him, "that's far too late. I think I'm gonna have a heck of a lot more fun torturing your captain first, then, you'll tell me where it is. If you don't, well..."
Brick dragged Uma around so that he could see her new wounds. Uma had marks around her neck from when she was choked, and some burn marks around her torso from the taser.
"That's only the beginning." Cornelia smiled as she sat Uma down on a chair that Brick had brought from who knows where.
There is one more part to Cornelia's revenge. Any reviews for what kind of torture Uma should get before ya know, we have to end her fun? New Years Resolution. Try to finish Saving Ben and update a lot more of Isle Whump.