Chapter 9: Captured
Quick Disclaimer: I do not own anything Disney, characters, attractions or otherwise. I only own my 10 OC's and the unfolding plot of this story, so no flames please!
For this specific chapter, I want to clarify that while I have been on Stich's ride, I have only been on it once, so my limited memory of the ride itself has forced me to have it be the backdrop, so the characters won't actually be in this ride. I apologize but I need to go on the ride more before I right more on it. And, and I'm basing the rides on my own memories rather than YouTube videos and Wikipedia pages, at least for this story, some details will be limited in quantity. Enjoy!
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April's P.O.V.
Things had just taking a turn for the worst. Cinderella and I had been over by Stitch's Great Escape. We were about to knock on the door, which I had to say I was excited to meet Stitch, when Cinderella was tossed in a sack! I saw Stitch come around the corner and was about to yell for help when I too was grabbed and tossed into a sack.
"Don't you come closer, you little blue freak, or they get it, got it!" I heard Stitch growl, while I struggled to remember whom that voice belonged to. It was then that I thought of who might come after Cinderella, and I recognized the voice.
"Of course. Leave it to me to get captured by the lamest villain Disney created. Let me out Drizella or you'll regret it!" The bag I was in got smacked for that.
"Hey, it's the truth!" I winced. For a spoiled sissy female, this villainess smacked hard.
"Shut up! You don't know anything!" snarled the snooty voice of Drizella Tremaine. I rolled my eyes, but at the same time felt a bit afraid nonetheless. If Cinderella and I were being manhandled by Drizella, Lady Tremaine wouldn't be far behind. True, she wasn't the scariest villain Disney had created, but she was still not a force to be trifled with. As we bumped along, I felt the air get colder. Being dumped on the ground was shocking, with not just the surprise of being dropped, but also the cold from the ground seeping into my skin. The bag was then ripped from my face, my hair frizzing up horribly.
"Lady Tremaine, I should have guessed" I said, suddenly feeling much braver then I felt a few moments ago. The woman glared, her grey eyes flashing.
"How dare you speak to me like that, you little brat," she murmured, her voice cold and dangerous looking. For once in my life, I didn't care. I was pissed off god damnit! I had been trying my best to help some cartoon characters, and because of it had been nearly killed on by an animatronic and now stuffed in a sack, by some of the more pathetic villains Disney had to offer. It was beyond humiliating.
"You don't scare me. Not you, or your silly daughters. You are nothing but snobs, with no value to anything and anyone. You are pathetic," I hissed. If I was going down, I was getting the last word.
I didn't see the cane come, just a blur of black before I felt the blinding pain. My check and part of my eye felt like it was on fire, and I could feel the blood pouring down my cheek. I heard Cinderella start screaming, screaming at them and trying to get to me, but the pain made me almost oblivious to anything else, so it sounded distant. I felt my wrists being yanked up and held above my hands. I looked up with my good eye and saw they were chained up there. I could feel hot tears mixing with the blood on my face. All my life, I thought Disney was a magical place, where nothing bad could happen. I couldn't be more off the mark.
"April, if you can still hear me, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" I heard Cinderella say, her voice chocked with sobs. I tried to speak but my head spun, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain to go away. There was nothing else I could do, so when I blacked out, I felt relief.
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Later
I think I was knocked out for quite a while, because my whole body felt sore, like I hadn't moved for days. I heard voices near me, Cinderella's and one that sounded very familiar.
"Oh Cinderella, I should have gotten here sooner. She doesn't look too good." I felt the shackles being unlocked, and my arms were so weak that I slumped to the ground, two pairs of arms grabbing me and stopping my fall.
"April, if you can hear me, please open your eyes." It wasn't easy, but I finally opened my good eye, groaning at what I saw.
"Well, at least one of her eyes is ok. My mother just seems to get worse and worse," said Anastasia Tremaine, decked out in her signature pink dress. I must have hit my head harder then I thought, I mean, why else would one of the ugly stepsisters be saving Cinderella and I from a dungeon? Even though it hurt, I scrambled to my feet and backed away.
"I don't know what you're playing at Anastasia, but it's not going to work. I know a trap when I see one." By then I was so dizzy that I couldn't stand, and would have fallen if Cinderella hadn't caught me.
"No, April, you have it all wrong. Anastasia's here to help us. She's on our side," she said reassuringly. I looked at Cinderella, wondering if Lady Tremaine had knocked her on the head too.
"Not to be rude or anything, but how can Anastasia be on our side, when it was her mother that locked us up in here, and messed up my eye!" I was crying now, angry that Cinderella was taking this so calmly. It was then that I looked back at Anastasia, to yell at her some more, when I saw her expression. She looked sad. Not sad like when she didn't get her way in the movie, but the kind of sad where she looked like she had let everyone down.
"I know why you distrust me, April, and I don't blame you for it. In the beginning, I was rightly thought of as horrible and villainous. But over the years, I wanted something more, and found it in the love of the baker." For a moment I was confused, and then I realized she was talking about Cinderella 2, and though it was only referenced once, Cinderella 3.
"I never hated Cinderella, and even when given the chance at getting her prince, I couldn't do it. I love her more then my own sister now, as bad as it sounds." Maybe it was going against my better judgment, but I truly felt sorry for her.
"You know April, Anastasia is one of the few former villains to come over to our side, and she's been helping us everyday since," said Cinderella, but I still shook my head. No matter how much I didn't want to believe it, I trusted her. I felt a bit less dizzy now, and made my way over to her.
"I'm going to trust you Anastasia, for the sake of my friends. Please don't disappoint me." She nodded, looking a bit nervous but otherwise happy. "Now, how do you suggest we get out of here?"
I love Anastasia, at least in the incarnation of Cinderella 3. One of the best messages in a Disney sequel to date is shown through her, how everyone deserves love, as well as redemption. How a Disney character can be initially selfish and want to change into someone of substance by their own vocation has always been inspiring to me. Anyway, my personal views aside, please review and tell me what you think!