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"Don't make my job harder than it is, Princess. I'm only doing what I was sent to do."The chains rattled as footsteps echoed off the walls of the dark castle, the red carpet with somewhat dark red stains the prisoner and her kidnapper were walking on didn't help at all with their Situation. Dirty and old cobblestone walls, golden portraits, iron-barred windows, cold atmosphere, and already an ambient mood to their arrival from the prison cell. A Muffled high pitch grumble followed after, sounding as if what it had heard was foolish. Fighting against the other voice given, hand-cuffed hands formed clenched fists as she struggled against her kidnapper as he held the locks tightly.
"But you don't have to do this! You can turn and fight back! For the Kupa Keep and not for the Dark Lord! To regain the Stick with honor, With us! You don't have to live this sad life of evil! Mmph mm mph!"
". . .Oh please, your highness. I have enough to deal with now and I can't handle your pleading." The monotone voice groaned, annoyance filling his tone as the hallway never seemed to end. Well except for the tall wooden gateway to a bigger room chamber that was nearing up ahead with a few porch steps leading to the raised room. Two knights at each side at quiet alert and dark staring eyes as the duo kept on walking. It was a no-brainer, even for Kenny, it would be The Dark Lords' Quarters.
"It's no use, besides, my life is better as a criminal. It was useless trying to live a life in the Kupa Keep. Fatass was bringing me down from my true potential anyway and now, look at me... Lieutenant under the dark lord's name and A Thief. The greatest thief in all of Zaron to be exact.."
"I can't believe you, Craig. Mmph, mm MMM!"
"Feldspar. Craig is an old alias now, Kenny."
"I shouldn't have believed you, sheltered you, made you my friend, trusted you, and thought that you weren't going to betray my uncle and the Kupa keep..." The princess only scoffed and rolled her eyes. Anger filled her emotions as her once friend had betrayed and kidnapped her along with half of the kingdom items. Her heart was already broken by the fact her old friend had betrayed her kingdom, betrayed her uncle Eric, and betrayed her. The worst feeling of all when someone who you used to be so close with is now on the other side of the war. Like a stake through a heart, doesn't it feel like it?
"I'm sorry, but I can't go back now. This is my life. This is what I was meant to do."
"Fuck you Craig. You really have some nerve to do this to me after all this time. One day, I'll have my revenge for even trapping me of this sort and giving me up to the dark lord after what we've been through?! You know- Mmph Mmph Mm Mn mph. This is completely unacceptable! Unacceptable! Once you need my help, or- or... Come to me for advice or finally come to your senses, I will not trust you and ignore you! You will get no acknowledgment no matter how dire the situation is! Mark. My. Words. Craig. Tucker. The. Bastard." The raveled and what used to be braided blonde screeched.
Princess Kenny was on the verge of tears as she ranted about the things she would do if she ever escaped. Her consequences and her newfound fate waiting only made her eyes gloss as she couldn't take it anymore. Her anger, her situation, her punishment even if she was innocent and hadn't done anything wrong like her Uncle the Grand Wizard.
Stepping up the stairs leading to the now nearing gateway, she couldn't take it and began sobbing muffledly. Out of all people, why her..? She was trapped in this castle and held prisoner. Shackled. Mistreated. No XXX comics in her cell to pass time. The food didn't have a sweet dessert included like her fat-selfish-fuck of an uncle would always have. Lonely. Being kidnapped. Used as a bargain for the upbringing of a close conqueration. Her sad suppressed sobs echoed through the halls loudly as Feldspar the Thief unlocked the chamber doors, her head hanging low and her eyes closing shut with somber. Even the guards beside the door only glared with slight sympathy for the girl.
"Shut up before Clyde hears you through your parka. Or instead, Why not face him yourself if you're going to cause this much noise. He'll shut you up if you don't do it yourself..." Was the last thing Craig threateningly said mercilessly to the Orange crying princess before pushing the doors open for her imprisoned grace.
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IMP. AUTHORS NOTE!!
Hiya there!
This may look Unfinished but fear not for this was just a teaser! Trailer Even!With the amount of content and thematic elements in this story and how South Park is, I just wanted to post this small bit to see how it would go and whether or not people would like it so far, so please leave your criticism and reviews in the comments as you wish. I will take them to heart and try my best to fix any of these mistakes to your liking. Not exactly a cliffhanger but then what would happen? Should I keep on writing? Should I move to AO3 for the future following The Stick Of Truth Timeline? Who knows! I will happily hear from all of you guys! :D
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RomanceLittle silly gays taking it too good in a LARP. THIS WILL BE A CREEK FIC! I AM GROUNDED AT THE MOMENT BUT ON SATURDAY AFTER I READ YOUR GUYS'S REVIEWS I WILL DECIDE WEATHER OR NOT TO CONTINUE!!