Chapter 8 Destroyed Souls

All I could feel was pain, probably from being dragged headfirst down the stairs. I guess the builders didn't take into account I would be kidnapped by General Kane. He's an Arsehole he could of at least carried me down the damn stone stairs. I had all the time in the world to hate General Kane stuck in this dark, dingy cell with no natural light. In movies when they didn't k now what day or time it was I thought they were idiots but I suddenly understood them.

The Concrete was hard and cold. I knew I needed to get out this prison cell. My hands were hardly strong enough to take my own weight as I pushed myself up. The cell bars dug into my back but I'd long since given up.

Scrap! Scrap! I didn't think mice lived in prison cells, I'd never seen it in any movies I'd ever known. Then again mice didn't generally appear in Horror Movies. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks my wand! General Kane is an idiot if he thought I didn't have my wand on me. I don't know what kind of a General doesn't search someone for weapons. He must of bought his Generalness of the Internet. I also did still have my mobile on me but there isn't any signal in the prison cells.

Looking around I couldn't find a decent hiding place for my wand until I saw one brick among the many that made up these prison walls that was jutting out further. It was looser than the others and I began the tedious task of trying to prise the brick out the wall. The Stubborn little brick didn't want to come out the wall. Finally a matter of hours later the stupid brick was in my hands. Slowly I slotted the brick back in the wall after placing my wand in the wall.

This Brick really didn't like me it didn't want to go back into the wall where it had come from. Tired and desperate I had to resort to kicking the brick. The whole building shook violently as I kicked the brick trying to get it to slot back into its hole. "Fucking Brick" I screamed kicking it harder. I Knew at some point all this shouting and kicking would get a guard down here so I desperately wanted to get the brick to go back. If I was caught hiding stuff in the wall that probably wouldn't go down well with Arsehole Kane.

Smash! The door at the top of the corridor flew open and the brick was still nowhere near far enough into the wall. I continued relentlessly to try and get the brick in as I heard the footsteps get closer and closer. I started to see a silhouette coming closer but the brick still was hanging out of the wall. I started kicking harder and harder willing the brick would be in before the guard got the door of my cell. Suddenly I caught sight of the feet by the cell next to mine and I was sick with nerves I took one last kick at the brick and luckily there was a cloud of dust and it fell into place just as he appeared in front of my cell.

My heart sank it wasn't a guard it was General Kane himself. "Do you think your mother would want the heir to the throne of costa Iona swearing and kicking like a common scumbag" his words were harsh and they disgusted me.

"This is the 21st Century Granddad" I snarled coming closer to the door to show I wasn't scared of him.

"Don't talk to me like that" he spat grabbing me by my hair.

I tried to wriggle free from his grip but his hands were like a vice round my hair. "What do you want with me anyway" I spat with the last ounce of defiance I could manage.

"You know what I want" he grinned "I want costa Iona".

"If you kill me the people will never accept you as king" I knew my back talking was going to get me in trouble but I wasn't going to back down in the face of danger.

"That's why you're going to marry me" his words scared me

"Not if you were….." me words were cut off by General Kane unlocking the door and grabbing me by my waist.

I could imagine what it would be like if this were a film the music playing as the hero was dragged down the corridor. Not that I could be considered it was times like this I wished my life was a movie and I could just stop it. Kane came into the bedroom behind me but he only left his belt and sword on the chair locking the door behind himself leaving and muttering something about being back later.

Sat here alone his eyes haunted not Kane's but Ethan's. He didn't deserve to die for me. It killed me just thinking about the look in his dying eyes as I was being dragged down the stairs away from the castle mots probably forever. I should have saved him I had failed him and that left me with a void in my heart. The sword was looking at me from the chair and at this moment in time it seemed like a really good idea. My justification "a life for a life". "Goodbye" I breathed to the world as I thrust the sword…