Restoration

Hostage

Lionel cracked his eyes open as the fresh sunlight pierced through a tiny hole in the wall.
Where am I?
Heaven?
He was the last person he'd expect to be in heaven.
Where was he?
He tried to move but couldn't, he looked at himself.
He was chained to a metal,electric chair.
Where was lanner?
Always running away when in a jam.
The sound of a metal door opening scattered his thought like dried leaves across the sidewalk.
"Who are you?" Lionel immediately asked.
"Who am I?I am the answer surrounding nothingness
I am darkness itself,I am vague"
Lionel recognized that voice but who did it belong to.
"Lionel,have you forgotten me in such a short time" The voice said,his shoes plopping on the floor rhythmically.
"Who are you?" Lionel repeated.
"I'll give you a hint,he's seven feet tall,handsome and he stole your throne"
Lionel's jaw dropped out f awe and soon anger began to set in.
"Hosea!" Lionel screamed, moving violently in the chair.
"Don't even try to move or..." Hosea paused as electricity moved through Lionel's body.
"You get electrocuted"
"Hosea, how are you still alive?" Lionel murmured, tiny bits of smoke escaping his lips.
"Oh nothing,being king was sweet for a while before the black fraternity came and charged me with treason,then I got dethroned" Hosea explained.
"So sad,so depressing,what do I have to do with this"Lionel asked,shaking in the chains.
It was  awfully dark and Lionel could barely see Hosea's face.

" I want you to join my army in an attempt to dethrone the current king"Hosea said,grinning evilly.
"Not happening" Lionel replied, quickly.
"It doesn't matter,you will join me whether you like it or not.
Jingle a bell when you come to your senses" Hosea replied,heading for the door.
The door snapped shut and Lionel heard the door's keys jiggling.
Tartar sauce,what the hell am I gonna do now?
Where was that bell Hosea said I should ring anyway?
A bell tied to a rope hanging on the roof suddenly appeared.
Lionel  could swear on his life,that bell wasn't there before.
He tried to move but the electric chair zapped him and he sighed.
He couldn't escape,maybe he would just ring the bell and...
That's it,the bell
Lionel moved his feet in front of him and dragged the chair forward heading for the bell.
He just had a crazy idea,he wasn't sure it would work,bit there was no choice he had.
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"Grandpa luke has been battling with attacks since he drowned" Her mom said,holding her fathers stomach tight.
"He can't drown,he's a siren" Chloe chipped in.
"Children, I have something to tell you"
"

Could it wait,grandpa Luke's fading here" Denice interrupted.
Ryan held the  oyster to his ear"Its no use"Jemma said,and gave a weak sigh"I tried to call medical backup, no one will come outside because of the ravaging seapedo"
"What's a seapedo?" A confused,petrified devin asked,his eyes weak with fear.
Jemma even with her pregnancy bent to his height and ruffled his auburn looking hair.
"A seapedo is a rush of tide in the water,then it spins and spins and spins and it smashes everything in its way"
"Even a house?" Devin asked.
"Even a house" Jemma replied, looking at her son.
His father was a player who used and dumped her with her six year old child.
She sniffed as devin ran to his other cousins in the other room.
Suddenly,a pain hit her in the abdomen.
Oh God,it can't be.
It couldn't be a...
"Arrrgh!!!" A painful scream escaped Jema's lips as she crashed to the ground.
"Its a contraction!" Denice screamed.
Ivy darted out of the other room where the children were.
"Jems,you can't have it now not in the midst of all this" Ivy said,squeezing her hand.
"Its not like I have much of a choice" Jemma mutters under her breath and a scream escaped her lips again.
Grandpa Luke was dying slowly as Chloe tried to resuscitate him.
It wasn't working.
Another contraction hit and she fell to the ground.
A sharp,painful scream pierced into the ears of the listeners and chilled the listeners to the bones.
Grandpa Luke was dead.
Ivy quickly ran to the other room to get Jemma a warm towel.
The baby had slipped out into the hands of a fearful Ryan.
Almost in an instant,the seapedo ran through the house destroying everything and everyone.
Ivy came out of the only room standing.
The other room where the children were.
She held the warm towel in her hand and it dropped to the seafloor.
Maya walked out of the room,her jaw dropped in awe.
"What happened, aunt Ivy?" The little girl uttered,looking around the house.
Ivy turned to the seapedo still ravaging its way into the sea.
"What now,mummy?" Ivora asked,her arm holding a three year old Heidi.
"I don't know, ivy,I don't know"Ivy replied, contemplating the next line of action or if there will be any.
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Fazed,aristocratic assassin John myth sat on his luxury master bed and sighed" God,I'm damn tired"
He hears a knock on the door "Go away,Don't return"
"Its important, boss" He heard a cruel voice ring out.
John rolls his eyes"It better be important,or I'll kill you"
The man enters the room staring around.
"Its the money we took,its fake"
"Those damn,money fakers,burn the fake cash"
The man fidgeted and left the room.
Those medieval, pea brained idiots.
John laid on the bed,hungry.
For blood.
He had taken a lot of it today but he needed a sweet version.
"Katy!" He screamed and a female maiden came inside.
"Come" he said, standing up.
"Master myth,I can't do this again,I'm drained today" The girl explained, her hand on the door knob.
"And you think I care?"
Before,she could leave John had already bitten her and she dropped to the floor blood dripping out of her neck.
John stood up and gazed at the bloody,dead body.
He slipped a small,oval shaped  mirror out of his pocket and looked at it till another reflection other than his appeared.
"Ron,code red,call the guys to clean up the mess" He put the mirror into his pocket and glared at the dead body.
"So sad" He murmured, under his breath.
A/N:What do you think of John Myth?