Rebel (Discontinued)

Chapter 4: These guys...

Princess Opal P.O.V.:

I woke up in a dark room. I'm assuming I'm in a basement or something. There are no rooms and only one locked door. I look down and see that I'm tied up to a chair. They also took off the towel that was wrapped around my mouth. I'm assuming those criminals that have kidnapped me took all of my jewelry, such as my necklaces and tiara. No, I do not wear earrings.

I test out the strength of the ropes that have tied me up. .....No good. I can't break free from the grip.

Ugh. I should have listened to Charles! Whenever I feel like I should be a nice person and give my friends a treat or a gift, something is bound to happen, something bad.

One day, I gave my father a flower outside next to a flower cart, then a flower pot, on the sill of a window of a house behind the cart, fell on my head. My father sent the owner of the flower pot to prison for a couple of days.

This time, I wanted to treat Charles and William to apple juice, and now look at me. I'm held hostage for who knows what.

Let's see who these fowl criminals are.

"Hello?! Anyone here?!!!" I shout.

I hear the sound of glass shattering and rushing stomps. The door that was locked is now opened. Two criminals walked in. A tall, buff guy, and a skinny, shorter guy. Hmm.... They seem familiar.

"You're finally awake, your highness." the giant greets.

"Harold, what should we do with her? Hold her for ransom? Or trade her for something bigger and better?" the skinny guy asks Harold the giant.

"Stupid, stupid, Kyle." Harold does the 'tch, tch, tch,' with a finger wag. "We are going to trade her across other thugs like us, then they will change her appearance bit by bit. Soon, she will look nothing like she does now; and once she's free, her own dad won't recognize her! Then, she'll be declared dead or something, and the whole show will be hilarious!"

"Boss! That's genius!!!" Kyle exclaims.

"I know, Kyle. I know." Harold says.

Not going to lie, that actually is brilliant.

"Sooo~, how long am I going to be here?" I ask.

"Not long for now. In a couple of days, Scary Larry will come for you. He's busy finding us something that I'm not going to tell you." Harold answers.

"Ooh! Is it-" Kyle gets cut off.

"SSSSHHHH!!!!!" Harold hushed Kyle. "Gosh, I gotta fill you in on these plans. You literally going to blow this for me."

"Yeah, seems like you do. But this is none of my business I have to be a part of." I comment.

Harold stomps towards me and puts one hand on one of my shoulders and points at me with his other hand.

"Look here, 'Princess,' stop being a sassy little turtle and keep that mouth of yours shut!" Harold tells me, sounding ticked off.

"Fine. I will keep my mouth shut. Hmph!" I respond.

"Good!" Harold responded, still ticked off.

The both of them leave the room and locked the door.

"Kyle, go get me another glass of cranberry juice!" I hear Harold boss Kyle around outside of the room.

I look up at the ceiling. I wonder how long father will get his guards to rescue me.

Travis P.O.V.:

"Ok. You got the plan down?" I ask William. I told him the plan and I just want to make sure he gets it.

"Yes, Travis. I have to pretend to be your hostage to get information of the young misses whereabouts." William answers.