Chapter 65: Abducted
The possessed imp bounced around me, cackling annoyingly, waving its tiny sword at my ankles. I hissed in pain as the sword came in contact with my leg. I kicked it angrily, and it laughed again, staring up at me with blood-red eyes. It jumped at my face, tearing at my eyes. I yelled, and hit it with my stone hammer. The imp jumped off, squeaking furiously. There was a massive bruise on its head. I put my hammer back in the belt, and I picked up Pestilence's mace, struggling under the massive weight it. With a final smash using it, the imp was crushed.
I stared hopefully at the bloody remains of what used to be an imp, before it dematerialised, leaving a pile of ash, some coins, and….a blue bead! I picked it up, happy that I'd found the one imp that had been holding the last bead. Aubury had given me the other three before I left Varrock. I had all the beads now. All I had to do was return them to the old wizard at the top of the wizard's tower, and accept my reward. But we weren't planning to leave Falador for a while, so I just had to put my bead away safely along with the others.
I looked up, smiling evilly at the other possessed imps. I used the trick emote, and bats poured from my body. Even when they were possessed, they were simple-minded, and easy to scare. The red disappeared from their eyes, and they scattered, screeching.
Possessed imps had been attacking Falador square, and Sir Amik Varze, being a very busy man, had asked me to take care of them, promising rewards. I walked across the marble bridge which led to the white knight castle, smiling proudly, pocketing the one-of-a-kind bead. I planned to return to Sir Amik Varze to claim my reward.
I looked into the sky, and noticed dark grey clouds. It was early afternoon, and the weather was already taking a turn for the worse. I wished it was still snowing like it was on Christmas, which was approximately a week and a half ago.
I felt in my pocket, and felt the shell of peace I found in the stronghold of security (with only two charges left), a half-eaten candy cane, and the snoring figure of Eek the spider.
I walked in the courtyard of the white knight castle. The white knights had grown to know me, and several waved at me as I passed them. I walked through the oak double front doors. I'd become familiar to the corridors of the white knight castle, and I could tell whether I was in the north or south wing of the castle.
I passed an open door, and I saw three white knights surrounding a table with a cardboard box on it. Smoke was pouring from the box, and a burst of flame from it startled the knights.
"Somebody labelled it as a baby black dragon, but we can't be sure it's safe," one knight pondered. I continued, rather uninterested in the white knight's postal arrangements and possible letter-bombs.
I walked through many corridors and up many winding staircases, until I reached the door to Sir Amik Varze's office. I knocked. A voice gave me permission to enter. I did so.
Sir Amik Varze sat by his desk, reading some notes, and he looked up as I entered. "Sir, I've sorted out the imp problem," I announced. He smiled.
"Great, here's your reward," he answered, handing me an experience lamp. I took it gratefully, privately considering adding it to my collection of unused experience lamps I had in the bank. "Oh, by the way, when I talked to your friend Capablanca last, he sounded flustered and worried. I'd suggest seeing what the matter is." I nodded, and walked out.
I walked out of the castle curiously. On the way to Capablanca's house (where we were sleeping currently), I walked into the bank, and opened my bank account. I put my bead and lamp away, and I looked at the shelf where I kept the reward for my seasonal events. The magnifying glass I won last Thanksgiving was still there, gathering dust. I picked it up thoughtfully, thinking it could be useful for whatever was worrying Capablanca. I continued towards his house.
When I walked into the house, people were pacing around, looking worried. I stepped up to Mark.
"What's wrong?" I asked curiously. He gave me a rather upset grimace.
"Amy11 has gone missing. Nobody has seen her since lunchtime," he explained sadly. I felt a bubble somewhere in my heart burst. I gasped, and ran straight upstairs, past the room I and Osrie1 shared, past Mark and Aaron's room, and into Slinky and Amy11's room. I stared around, and the room was deserted. Slinky was downstairs with the others, but where was Amy11?
I surveyed the room with curiosity. The room was covered with pink wallpaper, and the bed sheets were white. There were three wardrobes used to contain the vast quantity of clothes the girls owned. I stepped up to Amy11's bed. There'd obviously been a struggle, since the sheets were all ruffled, and there was a spatter of blood on the pillow. I took out my magnifying glass, glad I'd brought it with me, and started inspecting the area.
The first clue I spotted, without the magnifying glass, was that the window was open. I inspected closer, and I spotted some black silk on the windowsill. I picked it up curiously. I found some other clues, including an arrow, a small rip of leather, and a long black hair that didn't belong to Amy11 or Slinky, since they were blonde.
I finally found something on the floor I hadn't spotted before - a piece of paper, with something scribbled on. I read it apprehensively. It read:
To whomever it may concern,
If you want to see your friend Amy11 again, meet me on the top floor of the party room. Come ALONE. Look out for a man in a grey cloak.
I stared, thunderstruck, at the note. Amy11 had been abducted!
I paced the room, panicking. The note told me to go alone, but I didn't know the abductor was. I might end up walking into a trap! Worried thoughts filled my mind like leaking water.
But a different side of my mind spoke up then. Why was I being a coward? Amy11 was in danger! I should walk out there and face my fears like man. I needed to be like Sir Vant, my role model in every way, who'd battled a three-headed dragon, and who sacrificed his life for me. Without a second thought, I walked out the room, down the stairs, and out the door confidently.
I took a quick glance at my world map, and followed the path towards the party room. I found myself at the door of a large marble building, with large double yew doors. It seemed so peaceful from the outside. I opened it, and the massive burst of sound nearly blasted me off my feet.
I was in a rather long hall. It was completely crowded with dancing people. Music filled this hall, coming from a small band on a stage in the corner. Lights flashed in this room from the obviously enchanted ceiling. On one end, there was a stone fireplace which crackled merrily. On the other end, there was a large oak chest which people were putting things in. next to it, there was a large metal switch attached to the wall. In the middle of the room, taking up most of the length, was a long table, covered with a simple white cloth. Opposite me were brown stairs leading to the top floor, and also there was a bar selling drinks with a woman behind it.
There was a man dancing on the table. He wore red clothes, black glasses, had brown hair, and wore a red party hat, which must have cost him a lot of money. The people were cheering. I stepped in reluctantly, shutting the door behind me. The man dancing on the table spotted me, and got off. He walked towards me cheerfully.
"Hello! You're a new face. Welcome to the party room!" he greeted me. "Would you like me to explain how the room works to you?"
"Not right now, I'm busy," I replied, trying to get past him. He laughed.
"Come on, don't be a spoilsport," he laughed, blocking my way. I had a suspicion he was drunk, because of the slur in his speech. "Come on, have a drink, have a dance, loosen up." I gave him a grimace.
"Please move or I'll make you. I have business to attend to," I threatened. He chuckled, unfazed.
"If you didn't come in here to party, why did you come?" he laughed. I growled, annoyed.
"Is that any of your business?" I questioned. He laughed again. I was getting ticked at his constant laughing and chuckling.
"Yes it is, because I'm Party Pete and I own this place," he replied. I sighed.
"Someone wants to meet me on the top floor," I said dully. His eyebrow rose suspiciously.
Before he could say anything else, I heard a lot of screaming and yelling, and balloons of different colours rained from the sky. Party Pete ran off, not sparing me a second glance. The sound of popping drowned out the music. I sighed. Good riddance, pushy, nosy idiot. I walked towards the stairs, trying to avoid the pushy crowd trying to pop these balloons for whatever reason. I accidentally popped a balloon on my way, and a small pile of coins lay there where the balloon once was. I scooped them up, understanding the mad rush to pop these balloons now. I walked up the stairs.
Upstairs was simply a balcony for fresh air. The rest of the party room was visible below. Benches sat by the walls. Sitting on one, I spotted a man in a grey cloak. I walked up to him, anxiously waiting for what was about to happen. He spotted me, and stepped forward.
"This is better then I thought it was going to be," he commented. With a wave of his arm, his grey cloak flew off. I gasped.
The man in the grey cloak wave of his arm, his grey cloak flew off. I gasped.
The man in the grey cloak was the wanted highwayman I thought I'd killed ages ago. He still had the clothes he'd worn then- the skill cape, and typical highwayman clothes, like the mask, the cape, and the cream clothes and black silk. Instead of wielding a steel sword, he held an adamant sword. He was now double my level.
"I thought I killed you!" I stuttered. He laughed.
"I thought I was going to die," he said. "I'd just been beaten up by a drunken dwarf and clobbered half to death by a load of guards. Your mistake was leaving my body behind. I gathered up my remaining amount of energy, and teleported somewhere safe where I could recover." I growled.
"Give Amy11 back!" I demanded. He gave me a sly grin.
"It wasn't me who kidnapped her," he said sourly. "I have just been hired to meet you, or someone else who may have read the notice here. I'll now take you to visit the people who paid me to do this." With that, he punched me in the nose, and I fell back. The world was blacking out…..
I hope you liked that!
The baby black dragon in the white knight's castle is a reference to a request Boshibasher made. I won't include it as a character, but I just made a light, unimportant reference to it.
I've made some edits to previous chapters, paticularly Amy x mainiac scenes, since I realised it was a bit too early to have those type of scenes. I would like to take this oppetunity to thank King0fn00bz for mentioning me on his account. I'm touched.
A happy new year to you all! My resolutions for this story: tyr and lengthen the chapters so the story doesn't become so bulky. I may combine some chapters once this story is done. I may make a sequel so the story doesn't become ridiculously long.
Until next time, toodles!