Chapter 17: More Or Less Dead, Yet Alive
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Third Person P.O.V.
As the clock struck midnight, people began entering the castle, bruised and battered, but alive. When the girls finally reached the tower room of the castle, they knew something awful had happened. The room was in shambles. Furniture was strewn all over, with dents and burn marks covering the walls. Amidst this chaos where numerous Disney characters sat, bruised and tired looking.
"Holy Hell, what happened here?" asked Ivy, racing over to Goofy, who was sitting next to a glum looking Donald.
"Oh you must be Ivy," said the dog, trying to sound cheerful but failing.
"Yes, I'm Ivy. What's going on?" she asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. Instead of answering, he got a far away look in his eye.
"Yes, she told me about you. And your friends. Before she was kidnapped." Ivy shook him by the shoulders.
"Who Goofy! Who was kidnapped!"
"The Princess Aurora, by that witch Maleficent," grouched Donald, when Goofy could not answer.
"Maleficent!" said anyone who had all heard, chorused, distaste on all their lips as they spit out that fowl creature's name.
"It's witches like these that give Disney a bad name," said Ariel, sitting with Eric on the floor.
"It's cruel people like that who give children nightmares," said Alice. The Darling children were sitting next to her. Michael clutched his teddy bear, while Wendy put her arm around Alice. Alice had gotten it bad, a huge singe mark on the back of her long blond hair in the shape of a heart. The Queen of Hearts handiwork no doubt.
"Make way! Injured human coming through," came a voice, as Dumbo the flying Elephant flew in, On his back, rode Tigger, Piglet and Pooh Bear, all wearing identical expressions of sadness, Tigger having been the one to give the warning
"Em!" said April, as she saw who he was carrying. It was Emily, looking like she had been through a war. Her body was covered in blood, from numerous cuts and scrapes that covered her body. Her face was bruised and cut, like she had slid across the ground. Her ankle was green and at a sickeningly wrong angle. Her clothes were torn and dirty, and across her chest, where there was the least amount of fabric, ran long, blue-black bruises, a sure sign of bruised, if not broken, ribs.
"No this can't be happening!" said Ivy, who could only watch as some characters lifted her injured friend off Dumbo and onto a couch.
"How did this happen?" asked Zoey, racing over to her friend, pushing some of her dark blond hair away from a cut.
"She came to save us," said Piglet, before he burst into tears, as Pooh gave him a hug.
"I knew this would happen. I told her not to risk her neck!" said Julia from her place in an armchair, with her own leg being tended to.
"Julia, come on. She was only doing what she thought was right," said Kim, wincing as her slice on her neck was rubbed with some antiseptic.
"Fine. I just hope she wakes up soon," said Julia, her dark eyes angry looking. While everyone got their injuries attended to, Belle, burst in, struggling to support a barley conscious Carly, who sported a deep gash in her shoulder which was bleeding profusely.
"God Belle, what happened to her?" asked Ivy, coming over to help get the ashen-faced girl to a chair. Carly opened her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before speaking.
"Gaston… is a dick!" she said bluntly, before closing her eyes and groaning at the pain, Belle catching helping her over to another couch.
"Gaston did this?" asked Anastasia, rolling her eyes at the thought of that arrogant prick doing anything.
"Yes. Carly saved us, but it was a narrow escape," said Belle, brushing back her dusty hair.
"Please tell us," said Julia, always being a fan of storytelling, as Carly was getting her shoulder tended to.
"Well, it all began when Carly saw the stampede."
Flashback
Carly and Belle had been poking around the place where Belle used to read stories to the park guests, hoping to find some evidence about where Adam, Belle's husband, had gone. It was about 20 minutes till midnight when the stampede started.
"Come on Belle, in here!" cried Carly, pulling the princess into a nearby shop, barely missing getting hit by the wildebeest. They heard the shrieks of their friends, but could do nothing to help, for even opening the door would be sealing their own fate.
"It's so dark in here," said Belle, trying to squint through the gloom.
"Oh wait," said Carly, reaching into her jacket pocket, and extracting a flashlight. She turned it on, and screamed at what the beam landed on.
"Oh she found a light. Too bad it won't save her," drawled a voice.
"Gaston! What are you doing here?" asked Belle angrily, venom soaking her every word.
"Official business, my dear lady. Maleficent has promised not to harm you if you give up the brat to her." He reached out his hand to stroke Belle's hair, but she slapped it away, her eyes blazing with a light of their own.
"Never. I'll die first!" she said, glaring at him. Carly stared him down too. If he touched either of them, she would give him a world of pain.
"Come on Belle. If you choose me, and give into the dark side, nothing will harm you. You can't honestly tell me you care about this girl. She's only a pathetic little human, with no value to society," he smirked, Carly looking like she wanted to bite him.
"That's where you're wrong Gaston. Carly and her friends are some of the bravest people I know. They'll be the key to you and your friends defeat!
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Carly's P.O.V.
"I felt touched. To have such nice things said about me and my friends, from a Disney heroin no less, was amazing. I knew then that I could do everything in my power to defeat this evil.
"Oops, wrong answer. I now have to destroy you, along with your little friend." It was then that I remembered what my dad had given me when I had started dating.
"Gaston, wait!" I said, as he picked up his musket. "There's something I've always wanted to tell you, ever since I saw your movie when I was 8," I said, holding up my hands in surrender.
"Good. A last compliment before you go. Ok I'll allow it," he said, shouldering his gun.
I walked up to him, with Belle staring at me like I had lost my mind. I changed the motion of my stride, trying hard to be seductive and appealing. I could tell it was working.
"It's just, every time I've seen your movie, I've wanted to tell you exactly what I thought of you, but truly wanted to tell you in person," I said, batting my eyes and putting my hands on his chest, even though it made me want to barf.
"And what's that little darling?" he asked, closing his eyes in anticipation.
"Gross!" I thought. He thought I was going to kiss him! Too bad for him that I had something else in mind. I put my hand in my pocket.
"Gaston, never in my life have I ever met a man like you." He nodded, completely unaware of what I was about to do. " A man as selfish, arrogant, and as dickheaded like you in my life!" I yelled, watching as his eyes opened in confusion. It was then that I wiped out my can of pepper spray, (thanks dad!) squeezing as hard as I could. He screamed as it entered his eyes, and I backed away quickly so he wouldn't grab me.
"You horrible girl!" he yelled, before reaching for his gun and in one swift movement pulled the trigger. I couldn't move fast enough, and the bullet lodged itself into my shoulder.
"CARLY" Belle yelled, catching me as I screamed and fell from the pain. Gaston, also in pain, was clutching at his eyes.
"Come on, let's get you out of here!" said Belle, leading me to the door quickly.
"Wait. One last thing!" I gasped, moving out of her grip. I walked back to Gaston, who couldn't see me through his burning eyes.
"This is for all the woman you've hurt!" I said angrily, before punching him in the face with my good arm. He screamed, and I smiled at the crunching sound his noise made.
"Have I told you how much I admire you?" asked Belle, helping me walk out into the square which was covered in dust and wreckage.
"Thanks. Now lets get back to the castle before I have to do it again."
Belle finished her story, leaving everyone open mouthed in shock.
"Wow, I never knew Carly was so badass," laughed Julia, smiling at her wincing friend as her shoulder was worked on.
"She's an inspiration to us all. It's about time Gaston got dealt with" said Jack, who had never liked the guy in the first place.
"Well, we should at least get the girls into proper treatment. We have no idea what to expect tomorrow, so a little rest can't hurt," said Ariel, leading a dripping wet Chloe over by the fire so she could dry off, before falling asleep. Chloe nodded her thanks. With a nod from Jasmine, the room fixed itself up, creating space for ten beds. The injuries the girls sustained were numerous.
Ivy: Sliced shoulder
Carly: Wound in shoulder from bullet
Kim: Black eye, numerous burns from dark magic
Chloe: Soaking wet, with a stolen voice.
Zoey: Bite wound from Shenzi, excessive blood loss
April: Cut up eye from Lady Tremaine, bruised Cheek
Emily: Bruised and bloodied face, cracked ribs, broken ankle, knocked out
Julia: deep cut in shine, stabbed by Blackbeard
Each girl had characters sitting with them. Ivy and Kim had the Agrabah Crew, while Ivy held tightly to the sword she had found. Belle sat Carly, who was in and out of consciousness because of her shoulder wound. Ariel and Eric sat next to Chloe, telling her stories about how Ariel had coped without a voice, hoping to brighten her spirits. Zoey was surround by admirers, with Rapunzel and Flynn sitting in chairs, and the Toy Story gang up on her pillows. Anastasia sat by April, telling her about her upcoming wedding to the baker, while Dumbo, Pooh Bear, Piglet and Tigger sat by the unconscious Emily, talking about what they would do to repay her for saving them. Lilo and Stitch sat nearby as well, trying to think of ways of how to help in the fight, whenever it was. Jack had been telling Julia about some of his most recent adventures, with Simba and Nala lying by the foot of bed, when the Fairy Godmother arrived.
"Oh Fairy Godmother it's you!" said Ariel, racing over to the fairy.
"Yes my dear. I'm sorry I haven't been around tonight to help, but I've been trying to search for Mickey, but to no avail," she said sadly. Jasmine smiled kindly.
"It's all right, but since you're here now, do you think you can help our friends?" she asked, gesturing to the beds where the girls lay.
"Of course. That's why I'm here," said the fairy, standing in front of the injured.
"Well my dears, you certainly seem worse for wear now don't you?" she said, taking in their injuries.
"Can you heal us, so we can help you, instead of laying here like invalids," asked Kim, wincing as the skin around her eye bled a bit more.
"Yes my dear, but the first step to healing you is getting rest. I'm going to put you in a deep sleep, and when you wake in the morning, you will feel much better." Julia tried to sit up, gritting her teeth at the pain in her leg.
"But two of our friends are still out there, along with two of yours as well. Why can't you just heal us now so we can go find them?"
"Child, while magic will heal you faster then normal, you still need rest. While you rest, we will look for your friends. Trust me," she said, and Julia knew she was right, no matter how much she didn't want to believe it.
"Fine." She then looked at Jack. " Will you still be here when I wake up?" she asked, trying not to sound needy, but hoping he'd say yes.
"Course darling. Now let the old women knock you out for a while. You deserve it." She smiled and closed her eyes. The Fairy waved her wand, and in moments all the girls were asleep, their faces calm. It was then that the characters let their worried expressions break through.
"Oh Fairy God-Mother how can we stop this?" asked Jasmine, standing close to Aladdin.
"These girls have proven themselves more then capable of fighting, but it's still not enough to defeat them," said Eric, looking at down at Chloe, still not believing how she had sacrificed herself to save Ariel and himself. It was then Anastasia gasped.
"Wait! Where is Cinderella and Peter Pan?" she cried, just as a bruised and dirty looking Peter Pan appeared.
"My goodness Peter are you all right?" asked Wendy worriedly, rushing over to her friend.
"Peter, where's Cinderella?" asked Anastasia, grabbing his shoulders.
"They got her, and knocked me out. I don't know where she is." Though he had never cried, he looked like he wanted to.
"Peter it's all right. I'm just glad you're ok," said Wendy, taking him over to a chair.
"These villains are powerful, more so when we fought them off the first time," said Shang, rubbing his temples in frustration.
"What does this mean for us then? That Disney World as we know it is over?" asked Mulan from her spot beside Shang.
"No," said Aladdin, standing up. "They may be more powerful, and more numerous, but so are we. We beat them before, we can do it again. All we have to do is track down our missing friends, the swords and Mickey, and the park will be ours again." Jasmine smiled up at her husband. She loved it when he talked like that.
"Besides, we already found two of the swords," he pointed out, looking at the swords lying next to Ivy's and Julia's bed-sides.
"But how will we find them? We tried tonight, and looked what happened!" said Jack, looking over at Julia's sleeping form, with her sword by her side as well as the one clasped in Ivy's hands.
"Wait, Kim found this note in Mickey's House, right before Snow White was kidnapped," said Jasmine, telling all she had read on the note. Ariel, who was the oldest Princess at the moment, listened very closely.
"Well, this does make sense, seeing the two we have found. But it will be hard finding the rest." The door swung open.
"That's where we can be of some help!" said the voice of Jiminy Cricket, riding on the shoulder of Pinocchio.
"Ah, Jiminy. Good to see you, and you Pinocchio," said Ariel, smiling at the two.
"Our pleasure, your majesty," said Pinocchio bowing low.
"No need to be formal. Now, what do you have for us?" said Ariel, directing the question to Jiminy.
"Well, Pinocchio and I were on our way here, when we walked by the statue of Mickey and Mr. Disney, when we found this scroll." He held out the scroll, Ariel taking it.
"How can we be sure this is written by Mickey?" said Jasmine, not entirely trusting. Fairy Godmother waved her wand, checking for spells.
"This is written in Mickey's own hand, but not by force. It is safe," she said, as Ariel opened it. This is what it said.
Dear Ariel:
From my current position, I have found out hat has gone on tonight. Two of the swords have been stolen, while the rest lay hidden in specific places. You have found these two swords, but I can't tell you where the rest are, for fear that this letter may be intercepted. From where the villains are keeping me, I have overheard their plans. They plan on striking tomorrow night, when the park is quiet. It is up to you to stop them, and keep Disney's dream alive. To find the swords, you will need all your courage and all your strength. I know you can do it.
Mickey
"What does that mean?" asked Jack, jumping as the door burst open again, this time admitting a very upset looking Pocahontas, Tiana, John Smith and Naveen.
"You guys, what happened, and where are the girls?" cried out Rapunzel, holding Tiana's shaking hand.
"They have them," said Tiana, prompting Pocahontas to tell what had just transpired.
Flashback
Pocahontas and Carmen had been on Tom Sayers' island, managing to locate John Smith inside one of the caves, tied up and gagged. They had managed to get outside before the gunshots had started. Ratcliff pursued them across the river, nearly hitting them with a barrage of bullets. Carmen had then picked up a rock, managing to strike him in the temple, giving the three of them time to escape. They had made it over to Space Mountain when they ran into Tiana and Ashley, the two of them just about to enter the building.
They had been about to enter when Prince Naveen had run out, pursued closely by Doctor Faciliar. They had been trapped, by the Shadowman on one side, and Ratcliff, who had finally caught up, on the other. They had thought they were done for.
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Ashley's P.O.V.
We were caught, with no possible way of getting away this time.
"Well, it's seems we caught a couple of trouble makers, "said the witch doctor, circling us like a tiger circles its prey.
"Savages you mean," said Ratcliff, holding his gun tightly, ready to shoot at a seconds notice.
"Who are you calling savage, pigtails? What do you want with us?' I asked, not wanting to see any of my new friends get hurt.
"Why you two little ladies, of course. To get the two of you out of the way," said the shadow man, putting his long fingers on my shoulder. I yanked myself away.
"Don't touch me!" I spat, not liking how cold his hands had felt against my skin.
"What makes you think we'd do that, give up against the likes of you?" sneered Carmen. For a moment nothing happened, when suddenly one of his shadow spirits grabbed her, it's hands around her throat.
"Well, it'd be a shame if this girl had to die just for us to get our point across, but we'll be willing to do so if it makes you agree."
"Don't do it, Ashley, it's a trap!" said Carmen, before the spirit squeezed, cutting off her air supply. She started choking, her eyes bugging out.
"No stop! Don't hurt her!" I cried, watching her face slowly turning blue.
"Tick tock, tick tock. Any longer and she'll pop!" laughed the shadow man, with Ratcliff laughing right along with him. The Disney characters could only stare in horror.
"Shake my hand, so we have an agreement, that you'll go with us, and won't escape." There was no way out of this.
"All right, all right. We'll do what you want, just stop hurting her!" I begged, tears running down my cheeks.
"Shake." Even though all my instincts were screaming at me not to, I grabbed his hand.
"Yes!" he cried happily, and I felt a strange sensation, like all my strength was being taken from me. I collapsed to the ground.
"Please, let her go!" I gasped, feeling like I couldn't draw a breath of air.
"Let the girl go," he told his shadows, which dropped a gasping Carmen. Ratcliff had his gun next to her twitching body.
"Carmen!" I gasped, dragging myself over to her, my body aching. I lay myself over her, protected from Ratcliff's gun, but I couldn't even protect myself.
"What did you do to her?" demanded Tiana, trying to get over to us, but being held back by the shadows.
"By agreeing to our deal, she unintentionally gave up her strength. But don't worry. She'll get it back, once we've finished our plan." With a snap of his long fingers, the Spirits grabbed the two of us, lifting us into the air.
"Tiana, Pocahontas, get help!" I managed to cry out, before a gag materialized over my mouth, silencing me.
"Thank you for your support, hero's. We will be seeing ya'll later" he said, the shadow spirits lifting he and Ratcliff up into the air. The hero's tried, but they had no ability to follow us. John Smith and Naveen held their women, who were both sobbing over the loss of their friends.
"Tiana, it's all right. No one could have anticipated that," said Ariel, comforting her friend, who had burs into fresh tears.
"I just can't let another person I care about die, especially at the hands of the Shadow Man" she said, her sobs angry and ragged. Everyone nodded, for they knew about her firefly friend Ray.
"Well, all we can do now is double our forces. I'm going to open a portal to Narnia, and get the help of the Pevensies and King Caspian. Anyone who's your friend is more then welcome to help," said Ariel, racing from the room.
"Well, the good thing about Ariel is that when she sets her mind on something, she gets it done," laughed Eric, producing some weak smiles from Pocahontas and Tiana.
"We should get some sleep. Even though we've closed the park tomorrow, we still need to be on high alert," said Belle, heading of to her room. The others nodded, but their thoughts stayed with their two young friends.
Hey guys! Last night, I was inspired, and well, here's the result. Sorry so many people were hurt/ kidnapped, but it gets better I promise. And the more dramatic the chapter the better the overall story in my opinion.
Emily: Why did you knock me out? Sure I'm hurt, but did you really have to knock me out?
Me: (sigh) I'm the author, so don't worry, I'll make you better. Pretty soon at least.
Emily: Fine
One last thing. If anybody is offended that I made Carly hurt and own Gaston, I'm sorry, but I have been wanting to do that ever since I saw Beauty and the Beast in 3D. There's just something about him that really urks me. Anyway, please review!
Carly: Say it. Say I'm badass
Me: (sigh) Fine. Carly's a badass. Happy?
Carly: Totally
Me: Good. Now go back to being knocked out!