The adventures of Tintin, Malory and Snowy.

King Ottokar's Sceptre 2. (2)

Kropow Castle.

No One POV:

It was early in the morning when the aide sent an army truck away to the closest asylum.

A man who's made early shopping started crossing the road, not noticing the nearing vehicle 'till he was right in front of it with no way to escape.

The truch swirled left, thankfully missing the guy but resulting in it crashing and falling to its' side. The saved man flinched as it did before peeking over.

"Amnodatz poliditzke?" The owner of the shop the truck landed next to came out, taken aback.

"Sharlutzki!" The man who was saved from becoming part of the road exclaimed as he ran over.

The lock on the truck's backdoor came loose and Tintin opened it, peering out before completely dropping it and him and Malory crawled out, confused as to what happened but deciding not to stick around to find out.

"Come on, Malory! We've got to get to the palace!" Tintin rushed her as the two passed the man and ran off.

Somewhere not too far, the imposter was leaving his hotel with camera equipment, ready to enter the car that'll take him to Kropow Castle.

"You think that after ''an attempted assult on their ruler'' there would be a little bit more watching over." Malory thought out loud as they peeked from behind a tree across the road at the king's castle, which indeed was unguarded, "Makes you wonder how many people in this castle are part of this."

"It still works in our favor. This time nothing is gonna stop us from speaking to the king!" Tintin said, confidentally marching towards the castle with eyes settled like a soldier ready for battle. Malory watched him before something at the corner of her eyes caught her attention and she jumped.

"TINTIN, LOOK OUT!" She ran to him and pushed him out of the way, having only enough time to look at the approaching black car before it rammed her and sent her flying and knocking the air out of her lungs once she landed.

 "MALORY!!" Tintin cried in fear once he rose up and rushed to her aid. She groaned in pain, not noticing how Tintin put her shoulder back in its' place while helping her out. Snowy whimpered and rested a paw on her leg.

"Ugh, I'm okay, Snowy..." She reassured, her heart still beating from the adrenalin in her system.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" She jumped again when Tintin grabbed her shoulders and made her look at him in the eyes, "You could've gotten badly hurt! OR WORSE! Never, and I mean NEVER! Do that again!"

Malory noticed that he was hyperventilating before he pulled her to a hug, "Never do that again..." 

She blushed but soon hugged back, "I'm alright Tintin. Ugh! I hate deja vues..."

And if Malory didn't ruin the sweet moment by that comment, the new yet familiar voice did.

"Someone call an ambulance!" The two pulled away but not completely and looked up at the car.

"Miss, are you alright? YOU!" The speaker halted at the sight of them.

"Great Snakes! The king!" Tintin gasped.

"Ah! This was almost worth it..." Malory thought out loud.

"It's the madmen, Your Majesty!" The other new and yet familiar voice made their heads snap to see the aide coming out from the other side of the car. He reached for his inner pocket.

Without thinking, Tintin shoved Malory out of the way and rose up. Just as the aide released the saftey, Tintin swatted the gun away before landing a harsh punch which knocked the man down.