We took a look around. All of our mouths dropped open. It was massive. This place was massive. There was everything down here, like up there, except the 'people' were all Creatures: goblins, vampires, trolls, ghouls, ghosts (that's a first), witches and wizards, werewolves, and everything that we thought a myth or legend. I even saw my all time fear: Giant Snakes. I shivered so bad I bumped Val. She understood why though. I had this crazy thought. What if everything we thought as a myth or legend was put into an alternative universe, hypothetically speaking, and there was only a small tunnel connecting our two worlds. When we went exploring we opened that tunnel and all our myths came out. All of our legends came out... But of course that was a crazy thought, because I'm crazy.
In this underground cave thing, there were hospitals, malls, stores, houses, apartments, and hotels. It was exactly the same as up there. Even the same names as the stores like Old Navy, Macy's, Abercrombie and Finch, and Hot Topic. To our left there was a very big hospital. It was twice as big as a normal hospital. But then the trolls were twice our size, too. To our right was a mall. That was big, too. Right in front of us, about 2 miles away, was the castle. That's where the royals live.
"You guys ready?" Pete asked patiently.
"Y-yeah. Come on, guys." Mick said tearing his eyes away from the mall. We walked 2 miles to get to the castle. We marched up the grand front stairs. We strode through the huge doors. We got intercepted to be checked if we had anything that might be a threat. We didn't, even though we had knives, they didn't find anything. We slowly walked up the main hall. And we knelt down at the king and queens feet.
"My King, my Queen." Pete said while kneeling with his head bowed.
"Peter, dear. We haven't seen you for a while." The Queen said.
"Where have you been?" The King demanded.
"Fighting for Creatures' lives." Pete answered standing up. We all stood, too. "These witches and fairy have come to tell you what will happen if you don't help in the war."
"Bah! The war!" The King said bitterly. "It does no good on both sides. We are safe here. No one knows where we are."
"But someone does. We have proof if you don't believe us." Pam said bravely.
"Who dares speak when not spoken to!?" The King roared, but the coughed a bit at the end.
"Don't strain yourself. Take a deep breath." The Queen said to the King.
"I'm trying to be awe-some." The King said.
"Excuse me, but awesome? Like cool?" Lona asked.
"No like awe inspiring." Val told Lona.
"Yes. Now, what proof do you have? I might be persuaded if you give me a good case." The King said.
"Good case, sir?" Val asked excitedly. She wanted to become a lawyer.
"Yes. A trial. My lawyers against your evidence. They will prevent me from fighting until they have a good case." The King said.
"We haven't had proper greetings!" The Queen exclaimed, remembering her manners. "Excuse us. Call me Mama Sally or Sally. You can call my husband Dr. K."
"Yes, Mama Sally." I said bowing respectfully. I didn't like the sound of Mama Sally, so I decided just Sally was fine.
"They may call me that when they have won. You get 10 minutes to get your evidence together." The King left the room and so did Sally after apologizing.
"Okay. We need a recorder." I said. One popped up out of nowhere. I guess the royals are witch and wizard.
"Let's listen to it so we can get our notes correct." Val said with a pad and pen in her hand.
Pete switched it on.
"Number 21300." the first person said.
"Speak," came a dark, but professional second voice.
"We have discovered the lair of the King and Queen of Miami Undertown," that voice sounded familiar.
"Speak," that voice didn't.
"Rub the nose of the horse on the Jackson Memorial. Then slide down the hole that appears at its feet. The castle is straight forward 2 miles," sounded like I've heard that voice not that long ago.
"Attack 4 days," the professional said.
"Yes, sir." That was... But it couldn't have... I looked at Lona, with wide eyes and my mouth open. She looked back at me.
"No..." I whispered in denial. "No..! No! NO! It can't be! NO!" I tried to grab the tape, but Pete grabbed it out of my hands.
"It's our only proof. We need it. Destroy it after the trial, but not now." Pete said desperately. I started walking away at a brisk pace. Pam caught up with me. I started jogging which made Pam run a bit because I have longer legs. I ran as fast as I can which was pretty fast. Pam still was by my side. Darn! I forgot she took track and was one of the fastest people on the team. I kept running until I reached the slide. I sat down heavily, gasping for breath, on the soft bed thing that caught us going down the slide. I don't know how I ran two miles like that since I can't even run the mile at school. I got the time 14 minutes and 13 seconds. I was almost dead.
"You can't help it. That probably wasn't him." Pam said kneeling at my feet with her hands on my knees.
"It c-can't have b-been him." I said still gasping for the breath that couldn't come fast enough.
"We don't know. But what we do know is that Bon would have never done such a thing in his right mind."
"What if s-s-someone was c-controlling him? It would-dn't be in his r-right mind." I gasped. It felt like my lungs were dead.
"We will find out." Pam assured me. We sat like that for about 15 minutes. Once I was breathing properly, we walked back to the castle. Another two miles to my day. That's like six miles. Wow. So we went back and sat down with the rest of my group. They were in the middle of playing the recording.
"How's it going?" I asked Val.
"Very good," she whispered back. The recording stopped.
"This evidence shows nothing. It was a conversation. There is another Jackson Memorial elsewhere." An old vampire said. Creepy, I thought.
"Yes, it does, because the conversation was taken place in Miami. That means they are here and ready to fight. I documented this two days ago. That means tomorrow they attack." Pete said to the King who was on his throne. We were on his left and his lawyers were standing on his right. Trolls were guarding the exits. Why, I thought.
"What's your choice, my King?" the old vampire said.
"We will defend, but not advance on their side." The King said. "If they attack us we attack back, if they don't attack then we don't attack."
"Very good, my King. I will get ready the army." The old vampire started to leave, but Val said, "Well done, wise vampire." He smiled at her and bowed then left.
"Very well done, indeed. You may call me Dr. K. You may stay in my rooms. Pick anyone." The King left the throne.
"Let's go decide what rooms we will sleep in. We need to stick together, though." I said.