Next chapter! Sorry I had writers block.

This car ride gave me a very strange since of Dejavu. I mean I guess it wasn't the first time I was given a free ride to Hell. How long ago was that? A few months? had no clue. The only difference I guess was the absenceof Cockerell's voice (Halleluiah!) Oh and the innocent, frightened face of the mary sue sitting next to me. This drive was a whole lot shorter than the first though... so unfortunately we didn't have a long time to wait before we saw the village in the distance.

We parked and Basta got out and grabbed my arm (Still the one that is going to have a huge bruise on it) and pulled me from the car. "Go on" he prodded me in the back "You probably remember the way."

"Duh" I muttered. I grabbed Meggie away from Flatnose and walked twoards the blood red church.

The good news was Capricorn wasn't there! The bad news, Mortola was.

"Mortola, where is Capricorn?" Basta asked his voice filled with contempt just like it was when I was first brought here.

"He's not here at the moment" she sneered "So that means I'm in charge."

Basta's lips tightened like he didn't really like this piece of news which I didn't really like either. "I have done what he asked." he gestured to us.

"Really?" she smirked "I don't see that girls father. Just her and the little writer.

I glared at her.

"The little witch will serve as useful bait for her father" Basta glared "I wasn't just going to wait for him!"

"Hmm" Mortola seemed to consider this "Well, we feel that you haven't been doing your job very well Basta. So I think for the time being, I will take your keys."

Basta paled "You have no right to them. Only Capricorn has the right to take them away." with that Basta grabbed both me and Meggie and dragged us from the room.

"He will believe me!" Mortola called after him. Basta stopped frozen with anger than continued to stalk forward.

"Basta, do you think you could loosen your grip on my arm" I winsed.

"No" he growled.

"Somebodys grumpy" I muttered.

Basta didn't answer, instead he through us into one of the cages and slammed the door.

Meggie was crouched in a corner "What if Mo comes?" she whispered.

I suddenly had a thought. Kat. Kat must've gotten there around the same time as Mo. What if she came...


Kat's face was grim and determined during the drive. She wanted to wring these peoples necks for taking her friend. Her hands clenched on her seat.

Mo kept looking at her worried "Kat are you..."

"I'm fine" she hissed glaring ahead "And I'll be even better once I get my hands around those guys necks."

That much she knew...