It's test week for me but I really am a bad influence so after studying I ended up thinking of the Iron Fey series and my stories. So here's chapter five because I love the people I am doing it for 3 and since my tomorrow is the last day of my tests I would be free to write more.

I told Puck and mom that I would just go out and stroll a bit before going to the nevernever with them and they agreed as long as I was back within the hour. I got my ipod and earphones and as I was heading out the door at 10 a.m. Puck stared at me in disbelief but before he could say anything I started to run, run far away from them. They expect me to drop everything I have here and go to some place that's dangerous and mysterious. Even with Rick's death and Puck being able to turn into a huge bird hanging over me I still can't believe what happened and all that junk about Faeries and glamour. So instead of returning within the hour like we agreed, I ended up running aimlessly until I arrived at school. I sigh escaped my lips as I put my hands in my pockets and kicked a rock as I checked my watch it was already 5 p.m. then a familiar voice spoke from behind me.

"You have to leave Cyrille it's dangerous here."

I whirled around so fast I lost my balance and landed hard on the ground, my skin aching from the stones on the rocky dirt path. I picked myself from the ground and searched the area with my eyes. He must be near, his voice was so close. You're going crazy he's gone already… but I knew I would stop until I found where his voice came from so I took a deep calming breath and spoke calmly.

"Rick? Rick where are you?"

"Over here Cyrille! Quick!"

I looked around shock but couldn't help smiling from the sound of his voice I am not imagining things after all! Rick's alive and worried from the sound of his voice. I ran toward the direction his voice was coming from, running inside the school, dashing down a corridor deep within my school.

"Rick! Come out already!"

"Hurry up Cyrille!"

I followed Rick's voice, feeling the urgency in all his words, all the way to the east corridor where the old classrooms were I started to get nervous as I was approaching the same classroom that haunted my dreams but there wasn't any eerie blue light or anyone near the room. I stopped right in front of the door, took a deep breath while I put my hand to the door knob it was cold as ice, and whispered.

"Rick?"

The door knob slipped from my grasp as the door swung open and I peered inside cautiously and saw an old fashioned wardrobe in the front of classroom. I made my way to it slowly but surely, being alert if Rick suddenly jumps at me.

"Rick come out already this isn't funny. I swear if you try to sc-"

The wardrobe doors suddenly pulled forward and a hooded figure grabbed me and dragged me in. I screamed and clawed at it but it was too strong. The wardrobe doors shut as I was completely dragged inside.

"Where am I?"

"Welcome to your new home."

A voice grunted in front of me I could feel his hot, foul breath on my cheek I shuddered internally. I could only see darkness and I could feel my hands were tied together. I tried to struggle but I was grabbed from my hair and thrown into a cage. I felt the cage rocking I felt around the cage and I felt it was made out of twigs and twine.

Great I can't even break out of a twig cage.

I thought as I pushed on the bars of the cage but they wouldn't budge. We travelled in silence for what seemed like hours until a high-pitched voice broke the silence.

"She smells funny."

"Indeed. Abnormal is not she?"

I sighed in frustration even the random strangers say I am weird. I pressed my back to the cage and pushed with all my might I felt the twigs bend a little under my weight but not enough to break them. The road we're taking was rough so I used it to my advantage. I edged my way to the front of the circular cage and when the force of the rough road made me fall back I put enough force to break the twigs I fell back and hit the rough, rocky path hard.

"She's getting away! Get her! Get her!"

I got up and ran. I didn't know where and what direction but I felt branches tear at my clothes and hair and at the rope wrapped around my hands. I struggled with my hands and managed to slip out of the rope. I ripped the blind fold off as I turned to the left entering a forest, as my eyes adjusted to its new surroundings I ran smack into a tree. I felt myself get winded as I tried to get up I could hear the footsteps of my captors getting closer, their voices echoing from a close distance. I used the tree I ran into as support and felt my own desperation rise as there shadowy figures became more clear. I looked at my captors faces for the first time and screamed. My captors were goblins

"Bad food."

"We have to punish you yes?"

"But how?"

"Hmm. We shall cut a few fingers yes."

"Yes. Cutting fingers are good, a snack for the trip."

I slowly backed toward the side of the tree as their leering faces came closer. One of them was holding a dagger it was glinting in the moon light I felt sick as they edged closer to me I couldn't run away I felt too disoriented and I couldn't fight them I know they're stronger than me.

So this is it huh? Eaten by goblins… Nice life Cyrille, you didn't even turn seventeen. You're just going to stand here as goblins eat you… What a brilliant way to live… well at least no one will die because of me.

I closed my eyes as I accepted my bitter fate and waited for them to come, minutes past…but they didn't come. My breath caught up in my throat as another pathetic thought popped into my head.

Great even goblins don't want you. Isn't that wonderful?

"Open your eyes already Cyrille."

My whole body grew rigid with shock. How could she be here, where ever here is. I opened my eyes slowly and blinked several times as Liana Kirkland stood before me, wearing armor with different shades of blue. The breastplate is fitted to her chest, exposing the forearms and stomach, her pants are long and willowy, comfortable for travelling long distances, the cape hangs from her shoulder flowing long and gentle around her body, and a two-sided spear was in her hand; posed and ready to attack. I gaped at her and the whole outfit, everything looks so out of place yet so sensible and in place.

"Liana, Liana Kirkland…"

"Nice to see you too."

"Wh-what is going on? Where am I? Who are you really?"

"The nevernever we have to find shelter. By the way you stink."

I looked around the forest for my captors and saw a couple of twigs where they were a few minutes ago and the connection sparked into my eyes. I slowly looked at Liana who shrugged at my silent question. She started to gather twigs and made a fire within three minutes then she started to gather piles of dried leaves and made two cots for us. There was one question in my mind that I couldn't shrug off.

What about Rick?

I sighed and tried to change my train of thought. I looked at Liana while she polished her weapon leaning against a tree, one leg propped up and the other was laid across the floor.

"The nevernever…"

"Yeah, princess. Welcome home."

I looked up at her it was her first time to call me princess. I sighed and laid down on my cot of leaves and fell asleep under the starry sky of an unfamiliar, dangerous, and bizarre place.

Liana Kirkland is a character dedicated to a very good friend of mine. She won a contest by the amazing author of the Iron Fey series! Congratulations Kirkland ;) I don't know when I can post next chapter I am working on my other fan fic for team Puck! ;)