World War 3 (One Direction)

Galencia

(A/N) I apologize if you guys feel insulted because the boys are so mean but this is just a fanfic. Anyway enjoy! Please comment!

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Chapter 4

'Get your hands off me!' I struggled as a few Seizers tried to get a hold of me. The hover plane landed on a white platform on a seriously tiny island. Well it couldn't be counted as an island since it was just a big pile of sharp jagged rocks probably a kilometer in diameter. A tall white tower rose from the middle like a fat spear, thinning as it gets higher. I went I said high, I meant really high - planes better watch out for the tip.

Another plane landed beside us and a bunch of girls were being herded out with knives held behind their backs. 'Take them to the dungeons.' Ordered one of the Seizers. He was probably the head since his helmet is just...gigantic.

'Well I'm not going!' I yelled and planted my butt firmly on the ground. 'Ouch!' I jumped up, startled as a charge and electricity surged through my spine. The Seizers had attempted using a Zapper. 'OW!!! Cut that out!' I growled.

'That's enough.' Harry spoke, his eyes giving me a cold glare. 'Take her to one of the guest rooms.'

'WHAT?! I refuse. I rather go to the dungeons like the others. So take me to the dungeons.' I said rather proudly. I was befuddled actually. Why had I done to deserve differently from others.

'You dare disobey me?' His eyes burned with fire. 'I offer you a comfortable room with luxuries you never had and you turn them down for a dingy small cell! You're insulting my hospitality!' The prince started throwing a tantrum, not very unlike a baby. 'Fine!' He huffed before storming into the castle.

I don't remember the trip to the dungeons, because they placed a Picture Band around my eyes which obstructed my sight and projected images like the Sun so it blazes your eyes. All I know was a wave of cold air that hit me when I entered a room and realised it must be the dungeons. They removed the Band and tossed me into a cell, but not before giving me another taste of the Zapper before releasing the cuffs.

The room was all solid floor and walls. There's no bed, no chair, no table. It was like being in a very clean white box with only a small hole which let in a small amount of light. Yet I was still able to see, like my eyes were trained to see in the dark.

I pressed my eye against the hole. Seizers marched up and down the corridor whilst holding Zappers, guarding the cells.

My body started shivering uncontrollably. The room was abnormally freezing. The dungeons must have air coolers set to their max to torture the prisoners. Without my shoes which were still in the hover plane, my feet were getting numb fast. I plopped onto my butt and started rubbing my toes. My skin was losing colour till it was a pale grey.

I heard sniffles nearby and I got to my feet, ignoring the cold. I peered through the hole to the other cell. Though the other cell was equally dark, I was able to see everything. 'Nolene!' I cried. 'Nolene, Nolene, it's me, Aze!'

'Azy? Is that really you? Where are we?' She wiped away her tears. 'It's cold and dark here. And I'm scared, Azelynne! What will happen to us? I don't want to die! I'm not ready to die! I'm scared...' Nolene wailed before breaking into tears again.

'It's gonna be okay. We'll be going home soon. I promise. We'll get back to Cilenio. You have permission to cut off my head if we don't escape.' I assured her in a calm tone. Right know, it's the best thing for her to hear some confident positive words. She has never went through anything worst than going to school. 'By the way, do you have a bed in your cell?'

'Yeah. With blankets...why?'

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