It was dark...it was cold...her dress was ripped to pieces, her arms and legs were scarred to bits.
Why was she here...What did she even do...
She flinched when she heard her prison door open, she turned and watched her ex prince walk inside.
"What do you want..." She spoke coldly.
"Aw, come on Ally. You can't say you didn't miss me." Inky said.
"No, i can't say i missed you considering what you did to me and Thomas!"
The Ink King growled lowly. "You mention his name one more time...and he'll end up joining you in your fate."
"I don't care what you do to us, we're better off together in death then we are apart in life!"
Inky laughed, "Oh Ally, you always were so funny to me!"
"Glad i can still be your jester." She replied.
"You know Alison," He began. "You could easily be freed from this cell...on one condition."
"Let me guess.."
He lifted her chin up gently and spoke in his most seductive tone. "Agree to be my queen, Leave Thomas completely, and all your pain and worries can end~"
Alison growled in his face. "Never. Gonna. Happen."
Inky growled, unsheathed his claws and smacked Alison on her cheek, leaving three claw marks and watched as the ink blood began to spill.
"Watch your mouth if you don't want more you stupid Princess." Inky growled to her.
"This is exactly why i broke up with you Inky, you're too hungry for Power! You don't even care about those around you!"
Another scar.
"I said. Shut. Up."
"Never!"
More and More scars.
"You wanna talk again?"
She shook her head and whimpered in pain.
"I've wasted my time here. I'm done with you today, Rot in Hell. Princess."
And with that, he left and ventured up to his study. He sat in the chair near the crackling fire.
"Need to relax.."
So, Lacie began to lead the party through The Lost Harbors, Lost Ones quivered in fear as they walked through.
"You sure did teach them we aren't to be messed with.." Lacie commented.
"Yea we did!" Shawn cheered.
"I don't know if thats a good or bad thing Shawn.." Susie said.
"She's got a good point there Shawn, if The Lost Ones tell The Ink King, he could very well make preparations for us all." Thomas noted.
"He's right, we should all be on guard." Lacie said.
Alice and Boris were being cheery in the back.
Emily was watching ahead.
"Ah here we go, i see his place up ahead." Lacie said.
They walked up to an abanonded cottage in between the exit of the harbor and the harbor its self.
Lacie knocked on the door lightly. "Wally? Wally! Its me, Lacie!"
A young middle aged man opened the door. "Well hey there Lacie! What are you doing here so close to night time?"
"Well i uh made some new friends and we were wondering if you could help us." Lacie said.
"Well sure i can! but you guys should come inside, its getting late and we wouldn't want you all to get in trouble." Wally opened the door and allowed everyone to come inside.
Once everyone was inside, Wally shut the door quickly and walked to them.
"So, what do i call you all?" Wally asked.
"I'm Emily." Emily raised her hand.
"Shawn Flynn! Pleasure to meet ya!"
"Susie Campbell."
"Thomas Connor.
"I'm Alice Angel!"
"Boris is my name."
"Pleasure to meet you all! We're gonna have so much fun here!" Wally said.
"Wally's an energetic type." Lacie said.
"I can tell." Emily said with a smile.
"You all hungry? I made some soup and put it in the kitchen." Wally offered.
"Uh no thanks, we have some food." Thomas said.
"Well, if nothin else, you all should try to sleep. All of you look exhausted." Wally noted.
"We've all been taking turns guarding each other when we do sleep." Thomas said.
"Well not tonight! You all sleep together tonight." Wally said. "No buts."
Thomas sighed, "He's got a point. Everyone get comfortable and get to bed."
"I'll be up with Wally if you all need me." Lacie said walking with Wally into another room.
We'll see if i can sleep tonight.. Emily thought.
Once everyone was settled, they bid eachother goodnight and send themselves to dreamland.
The Ink King had grown bored of watching the fires crackle in the brick encasing, He looked out a window and noticed it was night time, which..in his opinion was the most perfect time to mess with the toon and check in on his spies.
He chuckled to himself as he waited until the perfect time to strike his chaos...
Emily had settled into quite the prickly pile of hay, she figured it would be one of the better choices, but she was proven wrong.
Just as she began to get up, she felt a set of hands pull her down onto someone.
"Eek!" She squealed, but a hand was held against her mouth as His voice spoke.
"Shhh...Hush my little one, you wouldn't wanna wake everyone else, they can't see me, so they could begin to think you were dreaming quite strongly."
She silently panicked as he began to rub her head..oh so..gentle...
His gentle touch began to entrance her senses and she leaned back onto him.
"Thats it...give in to that soothing magic...I can feel you're too tired to think my dear...So let me help you fall asleep..."
Her body became less tense quite quickly. "M-Mmn..."
The Ink King chuckled as he could see he was getting to her...
"Doesn't this feel so good Emily?" He said.
"M-Mhm..."
"Just think...You could feel like this every day if you stayed with me..." He said as his voice became more hypnotic.
"I could...?" She asked.
"This may be a dream, but you'll be at my castle soon enough, and once you're there, you'll be treasured. You'll be My Queen~"
His voice began to lull her to sleep.
"S-So tired..." She whined.
"Aw, poor poor Emily...So sleepy she can't think right...Well don't worry my sweet, i'll fix that..."
She felt him continue to rub her head softly and hold her against him in a protective manner.
Soon enough, all his magic made its effect and sent her to sleep quickly.
But Inky didn't leave right away. He stayed for a minute and watched her small form be cradled into his hold. His heart pounded in his chest and his cheeks turned grey.
She was so adorable this way...
He held her closer to him and was so tempted to take her to the castle then and there, but he needed to wait if his plan was to work properly.
So, he laid a gentle kiss on her head to bid her sweet dreams, and he quickly returned to his palace.
Once he was in his bedroom, the image of her cradled in his grasp wouldn't leave his mind. He looked to the portrait of him and Alison he once had made as an anniversary gift, and grinned evilly, He was done.
He grabbed it and ripped it to shreds in hatred. He destroyed every piece of what was left of their relationship.
Oh he would make her pay for what she did. Make her regret every minute of it.
And he knew just how to do it..
But first...
He needed Her...