Chapter 1: Rescued

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I know how annoying the little speeches by the authors at the beginning are (like this one), so I'll try to keep it short. This is my first fic here. Sorry if it's bad or cheesy :) Also, slight disclaimer: I'm only shipping the characters, not the actual people.

Warnings: injury, mild violence

The king of Rivendell was not expecting to be kidnapped. He had (foolishly, he realized now) assumed it would be an easy afternoon with Gem, touring her new embassy. But after Joey and Sausage had jumped them and knocked them out cold with both potions and blunt force (the potions didn't work on him, apparently), he realized that peace was probably not in his near future.

As soon as Scott woke up in his cell, the first thing he was aware of was the pain in his head. It felt as though someone had taken an axe to his skull. He became aware of another sound- arguing. Evidently Gem did not feel like her head was splitting in two, because she was yelling at the two kidnappers, shouting insults and questions simultaneously.

"Why are we in here, you stupid-" Gem shouted through the bars of her cell. Joey smirked.

"You'll find out when your friend wakes up. Suffice it to say for now that we have some demands for you." Scott, now both curious and angry, sat up in the cot, despite the exponential increase in pain that came with it. He bit his tongue to keep from crying out.

"I'm awake." He moved slowly to the front of his cell, dimly aware of the fact that he was no longer in his kingly robes, but in the prisoner garb of Mythland. That was one thing he knew, at least- where they were. Unfortunately, that brought back the information that they were deep underground.

"Scott, are you okay? The last thing I saw was them hit you over the head," Gem said, her voice shaking slightly.

"I'm fine, I think," Scott lied. In reality, every movement made him want to pass out, but he somehow kept going.

"So, we have a little proposition for you." Joey smiled evilly, making it clear that this wasn't a choice. "We want you to give us the dragon egg and for you to promise not to work against us."

"Not gonna happen." The words were out for his mouth before he could stop himself. Luckily, Gem nodded with him.

"Yeah, I'm not giving you the egg." She looked at them, scowling.

"Maybe a few days in the dungeons will change your mind." Joey shrugged nonchalantly, then took Sausage by the arm and left.

"I'm worried, Gem," Scott said after a short silence. "My head is killing me and I'm worried about what they'll do to our empires while we're not there."

"You said your head was fine!" Gem looked at him worriedly. "You have a cut on your face, about where they hit you." He put a hand up to his forehead, and it came away red.

"That's besides the point. I'm scared for our empires, and for-" he stopped quickly listening. He could hear a voice above them- it didn't sound like Joey or Sausage, though. "Gem, there's someone up there. Start yelling!" They yelled and screamed until a blonde head poked around the corner.

"Gem? Scott? Why are you in the dungeons?" Jimmy looked between them, doing a double take when he saw Scott's injury. "You have blood on your face!"

"Yeah, I know. Joey and Sausage kidnapped us, that's why we're here." He winced as he stood up, nearly collapsing back to the cot on which he had sat. "Can you let us out?" Jimmy hesitated.

"I don't know if I should..."Scott blanched.

"Jimmy, they're the villains here! They kidnapped us, then locked us up!" Jimmy, still looking slightly unsure, nodded.

"Alright, I'll let you out. But you owe me big time now." Jimmy whipped out a pickaxe and struck the bars of Scott's cell. They broke with a noice like rending metal. Scott rushed out, despite the pain in his head, to the cabinet where the prisoners' personal items were kept. By the time he had put his robes and crown back on, Gem had been freed and was collecting her items as well.

"How do we get out of here?" Scott asked Jimmy, swaying slightly. Jimmy looked concerned as he answered.

"Follow me." The stairs were nearly impossible with his slightly blurred vision, but he managed it (with some help from Gem). The sunlight streaming through the entryway of the palace was the best thing in the world at that moment. They stepped out onto the cliff at the entrance of the palace. "The only way to get out is by elytra." Scott, dreading the flight home, readied his rockets and leaped into the air. 

Immediately, the pain in his head became blinding. With a gasp, he began to fall towards the tumultuous waves below him. The last thing he saw before blacking out was Jimmy, diving down towards him and the sea. 

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