"REED! Oi, Reed wake up! Please!" Someone gently shook me 'til my senses we're wide awake. It was dark 'cept for a small candle sitting besides me and this stranger.
"You awake?" The voice was Negra's. Now he pulled the tape off. Moonlight slightly coming through the window. The brown-faded moon, that looks like someone shot it with a really big gun, accompanied by a smaller one. That one more recognized.
We really are in a different world, aren't we?
"Yea, I'm alive. Wha-" I looked up at him. Something's wrong.
"WHAT HAPPENED?! WHERE THE FUCK IS HE?! FABRON?"
The expression on this face told me everything. That only means one thing.
"You mean-" Afraid to finish the sentence. But he confirmed it.
"Yea, it was a trap." His arms slumped towards the floor. Sitting in a kneeling position. Head low.
"Right after he finished building the sword, he took off and delivered it himself. Tch, idiot!"
A moment of silence overtook us. What could we say? What was there to be said?
"Do we know who took him?"
He shook his head,"But I have a pretty good idea of who."
Negra will be the first of this world to witness my evil plan grin.
"Well, we're not just gonna sit on sit on our lazy fucking asses."
He didn't share my enthusiasm. He was terrified.
"W-who took him?" I'm terrified myself. Honestly, I don't want to know.
Hesitation at first but he shared his answer. "The royal guards, so-"
"-that means a kingdom is involved." Why did I finish his sentence?
"Ruler of Malco Kingdom, King Elfric."
I'm plan's not gonna work now. It'll never work. Not up against a king. Slumping back in my spot. Can't think of a plan and I doubt Negra has one either.
"Crap!"
((A/N: short, i know but the next one is gonna be waaay longer so wait up on that! XD questions, concerns, or comments below and I'll answer them XD cya later mai peeps ))
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Reed the Street-girl
FantasíaEvery night the red-headed girl roams the night in the streets of New York City, until one night, she "fell". Only equipped with a cruddy skateboard, a pair of flip-flops, a dirty jacket, cargo shorts and a baseball bat she gets pulled from our worl...