Hidden: A Keeper of the Lost Cities Fanfiction

Chapter 13: Playing the Part

The KLOBster: Hey guys! It's me theKLOBster.

Can I just say that I am dying a little on the inside because I am almost done with hidden!! It's almost done!!! AHHHH!!! Anyways! thanks for all the reads and votes!❤️ You make me feel so happy when I hear I've had, like, 50 new reads. (Strikestar updates me on how many votes and reads I have had. Though when I was writing Chapter 13, I didn't let her see the rest of hidden until it was finished and she got frustrated with me and didn't show me how many reads and votes I had😅. Thanks so much Strikestar!❤️) When I am done with Hidden, I want y'all to go and read Strikestar's "Soulmates of the Lost cities" and my new book, "Michael Vey: the Arising"!!! Thanks again everyone! Love y'all!😍

Chapter 13: Playing the Part

****************Keefe***************

Keefe sat in the chair he'd been strapped in for almost a day now. He had sweat all down his body, his hair hung down in his face. He had burns all over his arms, face, and hands. He looked around to try to find Elvie. Keefe has seen what they had done to her. They had tried to use her against him. He had simply said that he wouldn't tell where the Black Swan hid and Elvie had to be tortured. He wished it didn't have to be like that. Keefe searched through his memories of when he had seen her. Something felt off. He had yelled for them to stop torturing her, then everything went black, then when he came back he told everyone he would never tell, and Elvie had been right in front of him. He could've reached out and wiped the tears that she was crying from her face. What had happened?

"Keefe," a gruff angry voice shook him awake.

"What do you want?" Keefe manages as he came back from his thoughts. He was looking up at Fintan. "You viper! What did you do to Elvie? She is a fighter, she never would have broken down like that. To stoop so low to be a part of the Neverseen is unlikely even for her!" he yelled.

Fintan chuckled. "She was almost borne into the Neverseen. Her mother is among the highest of our sponsors," he grinned, showing worn, yellowing teeth. Keefe looked away, sick.

"Anyways. I brought you food kid. Be grateful cause it's all we have," Fintan said, pushing a bowl with some dark sludge in it.

Keefe looked at it warily. "What's in it?"

Fintan snorted. "Who cares? It's food."

Keefes hands were untied and Fintan left. He knew others were watching him, probably reading his mind. Let me out you alicorn-poop eaters! he thought. Keefe looked at the grey sludge again and picked up the spoon. He stuck it in the sludge and pulled out a bite. He gagged as he held it up to his nose. "This smells a lot like a Sasquatch..." he said. He plugged his nose and stuck the spoon into his mouth again. The sludge squished and jiggled in his mouth. He tried so hard to get it down, but it wouldn't. He had already thrown up many times, so this time wasn't any better. He threw the spoon and bowl as far as he could, hoping to hit one of his stalkers. It clanged against the wall. He folded his arms and sighed. A peculiar thought entered his brain. I'm sixteen today. So much for 'happy' birthday. Keefe shook his head. It was going to be a long day.

****************Sophie**************

"Thank heavens you guys didn't get this place burned down to the ground!" Sophie said as they landed at a small cottage in the woods.

Elvie nodded silently. "Guys I'm going to let Pegasus go, so if you want to go inside, I'm going to talk to him," she said, jumping off the back of the sparkly blue horse.

Sophie nodded as Fitz jumped down. He held his hand out for her to use to get down and she gladly took it. They walked inside and sat down on the tiny couch.