Our Legacy (Eddsworld ~Cinderella AU~ Sequel)

Chapter 3

Tom pounded on the door, yelling after his husband, "Tord, its too dangerous! Tord!" Tom didn't want the man running out there, especially alone. Tord wasn't always the most dependable when he was alone. Gazelle pounded and yelled with her father, hoping to get the other one back. They were only met with disappointment, Tord didn't return and they didn't have a key. Gazelle huffed and glared out the window, trying to make out traitors or spies that she would love to pay a visit to. She was so concentrated on the village that she didn't notice her father scanning the walls, until she heard a soft knocking behind her. Gazelle turned around to see her father scratching the walls and then knocking in a strange pattern. Knock, clank, scratch, screeetch. Tom ended it, scratching to wall with all his fingers. Gazelle felt as though she was the only sane ome at the moment, she started at the wall and just hoped her father wasn't trying to get the killed. Suddenly, a piece of the wall came off or opened up like a small door. A large ginger mouse appeared in the hole and two others had accompanied him. "Hello Matt. Hello Tory, Grace," Tom welcomed his friend again. Matt took his paws and rubbed his large eyes, he looked a little mad as he squeaked at Tom and the others. Tom laughed "I know, I know. You hate to lose your beauty sleep, but we have a real emergency!" Gazelle finally understood, Tom was asking his friends to open the door. They graciously picked the lock and door opened nicely, Tom walked right out and Gazelle had followed. "Gazelle, go to the quarters underground," Tom said in a stern voice. Gazelle was confused, she stares at her father. Was he serious?! She was not going to leave him behind after everything he's done for her. "No!" she said with urgency in her voice. Tom turned around, his eyes sneered in her direction. "I am not going to leave you  to possibly get yourself killed! I know its dangerous, but as the future queen I have to-"
"Gazelle, as the future queen you have to stay safe. I cant risk losing you, Tord cant risk losing you. I could care less about the kingdom right now, I just want both of you safe. If you want me to focus then please, go downstairs." Tom yelled and pleaded his daughter, she could see the fear in his eyes. She felt like she was drowning into them, should she listen to her father and give him less stress or should she try and fight with him? She could see the distress in his eyes, and the black holes underneath they didn't make it any better. Gazelle took a deep breath and slowly looked at her father once more. "Alright, I'll go downstairs. Please, get father home and stay safe," she said, her eyes filled with regret. Tom winked and turned his daughter around before whispering, "don't worry I will." Tom watched his daughter start sprinting down the hall to the secret passageway, as she was told. He turned around and headed to the armory, rolling up his sleeves. "This is going to get messy." Tom slipped on some armor and grabbed a black death Gothic sword, his personal favorite. He hears a crash, coming from inside the building. Tom slowly opened the armory door, and crept in. He tiptoed towardsthe corner, from there Tom could hear voices. "We would become rich, if we just raided the place."
"Fuck that, we have a job to do!"
"Whatever, we could at least nab something. I mean they wont need it once we're through with them."
"All we need is the strange one the old hag talked about. Only then we can get the king."
Tom shuddered at the thought of these men even touching Tord, he glared at them. The short, scrawny one had a high pitched voice and kept trying to grab a nearby vase or painting until to other swatted his hand away. Tom gripped his sword and started to creep closer and closer, he readied himself to pounce. "Got you!" Another yelled, pinning Tom to the wall. Tom groaned and tried to get the man off of him. "Well, well, well. Looks like was got a spy on our hands," the short one said, examining his face, "he sure is a beaut." Tom spit in the guy's face, "more like a beast, look at those eyes." The man that held Tom to the wall had a gruff and low voice and his breath hit Tom's fave smelling like a dog's. The third one stood there, a devious smile across his face. "This is the one that hag was talking about," the last knight said, his voice sounded familar. Tom took advantage of this moment and brought up his knee, hitting right where the sun didn't shine. The dog-like man fell to the ground and actually whimpered loudly. Tom started to run, he dove to the ground and spun back up once he got his sword back. Tom gripped it in his hand,  "come any closer and you'll regret it."
"Aww, you're just as stupid as your king." The familiar, yet secret one said with a laugh. This made Tom snap, the man in blue ran towards them and swung his sword, only for it to be blocked. Tom had blocked surprise attacks from behind and in front, the was able to handle all three of them on his own. Tom was fighting the other two blocking and doegding their swordswork, he was able to hit them in the arms and legs giving him an advantage. He was able to get the midget down and the mysterious person was nowhwre to be seen. Tom was too bust fighting those two, he didn't notice a certain man come behind him with a Thor hammer, hitting him across the head. Clank, clink! Tom dropped his sword as he lost his balance, he fell to his knees his arms wobbling under his weigh trying to stay awake. "Does wittle princey need a rest?" that same midget spoke again. Tom lifted his hand to show off his middle finger, "F-fuck...y...yo...u." Tom said before getting another blow to the head. His face was on the cold, bloody ground as his vison was getting fuzzy and soon became black.