Ever After

Chapter Six

I look up at the tower that is completely secluded by the surrounding walls. The sun shined directly on top of it and it looked like the only way in and out was through this tunnel behind me. Which probably meant that no one knew about it, but why was a tower just in the middle of nowhere?

I heard more footsteps and shouting, ricochet off the walls on the tunnel, I ran up to the tower and looked for a way inside. There was no door, no staircase, and no ladder. The only way in was through a window on the top of the tower, and getting up there was going to be a challenge. But it was either that or stay here until I was caught.

I grabbed my bow and notched an arrow with a grappling hook on it and shot it up as high as I could. But it didn't reach high enough. My bow wasn't going to cut it, so I took out two of my daggers and lodged them in the stone outing of the tower, I planted my foot on the side of the tower and moved the daggers up one by one, lifting myself higher and higher. By the time I reached the top, I grabbed onto the ledge and pulled myself over. I stood up and breathed heavily, that took forever, and a lot of strength out of me. Right now I really just want to relax in a chair or bed. Thankfully I saw a resting chair close to me and collapsed into it.

Suddenly I felt a rope wrap around my chest and arms, tying me to the chair.

"What the-" I said confused. I tried pulling myself out, but then my hands were taken behind the chair and a rope was tied around the wrists. I was bound to the chair.

"Who are you? And how did you get here?" A voice said.

"Who said that?" I said threateningly. Someone came from behind the chair, but it was too dark for me to see her face. She walked around the chair to the front so she was in front of me. The whole time a trail of long honey blond hair followed her loosely. I looked down at the rope that held me to the chair and realized it wasn't a rope, it was hair. I felt the material binding my wrists and it felt to soft to be a rope. How much hair did this girl have?

"Come into the light." I said curiously. She listened and in front of me was a girl around my age. Her length hair flowed down her back, seemingly everywhere, and she had light green eyes that showed she was obviously scared. She wore a purple and white ankle length dress with short sleeves and no shoes.

"I'm going to ask again. Who are you." She said.

"Well I would, but that would be very stupid." I said.

"How did you get here?" She stood up taller as if to make herself seem more dominant. Hopefully she won't recognize me if she came too close.

"How about I tell you after I get out of what seems to be your hair." I looked at the hair that surrounded me, it felt thick enough to lift up a boulder on a lift. She was silent but walked a bit closer. "Look Goldilocks-" I started but she interrupted me.

"Rapunzel. My name is Rapunzel." She said while holding a frying pan like a weapon. I was quiet for a minute reeling in her unusual name. But I guess I shouldn't judge, my step-family did call me Cinderella for a long while.

"Okay look Rapunzel, unless you plan on making me food and feeding me to death with your frying pan, I suggest you take this hair off me before I do it myself." She crossed her arms and put a smug look on her face.

"And why should I do that?" That's it. I've been patient for long enough. I maneuvered my hand until they were reaching to one side, and plucking one of my daggers out of it's sheath. I quietly cut the hair binding my wrists but kept them behind the chair to avoid suspicion. Hopefully she wouldn't feel her hair being cut. But it was so long already that I don't think she will. " You're tied up and unless you want me to throw you out the window, I suggest you answer my question."

I cut the hair on the back of the chair holding me against it. Once I did, I sprung off the chair and held the dagger up to Rapunzel's neck.

"How about you answer my question before I slit your throat. Where the hell am I?" She looked extremely scared, but didn't scream or whimper. She's pretty brave, I'll give her that. But if she didn't answer my question, her being brave wouldn't matter when I lost my temper. I really didn't want to hurt another innocent, confused person, but she stood in my way of freedom.

"Rapunzel, let down your hair." Someone called from outside. I turned my attention away from Rapunzel for a moment and she collided the frying pan into my side. I groaned from the impact and she ran to the window.

"Coming auntie, just give me a minute." I got up and she walked towards me, but I rolled sideways and ran up to the window. But she flung her hair and it wrapped itself around my wrist, I tried pulled my arm back, but her hair had a really strong grip on my hair.

"Let.Me.Go" I said slowly and menacingly.

"Rapunzel are you alright up there?" Another voice of a woman yelled.

"You know how she is Fauna, give her some time." one more voice yelled. How many aunts did this girl live with? I yanked my arm and she was pulled forwards, I was about to grab my dagger and hit her. The last thing I saw was her bringing up her frying pan with her other hand and then banging it on my head hard.

A/N : I know I stole the frying pan thing from Tangled, but it was too good to pass up. ;)