💚 1-Up Girl 💚

Voices

( Little bit of a warning, this chapter gets a little violent, a little fast.  So, if you don't like that stuff then sorry, I just wanted to let you guys know
Thank you!)

I shot my head up and snapped open my eyes to the feeling of hands around me.  I gasped loudly and whipped my head around to see what looked like the same two turtles with hammers that had taken Toadette.  They were fiddling with my ropes, trying to free me.
" Wh-where did those other two guys go?" I asked nervously as they continued aggressively removing me from my bonds.
They didn't answer, they just yanked me out of the chair and shoved me out of the room.
" H-hey!  What are you, deaf or something?!" I shouted irritatedly at them. 
They looked at me in disgust and I exchanged the same expression. Then, one picked up it's hammer and swung at me.  I yelped and ducked down. 
" Ha ha!  It's gonna take a lot more than that to-!"
The other one's hammer came colliding with my skull.  A horrible crack emitted from my head. My ears rang and I dropped to the ground in pain.  Tears trickled down as I started to taste a mouthful of blood.  Luckily, the adrenaline had blocked the pain for a second as I started trying to process what had just happened.  My vision blurred and I lifted a shaky hand up to my hairline.  I started to cry loudly as I felt warm liquid all over my head.  The two hammer turtles picked me up and carried my outside of the castle.  I held my head tightly with my hands, the pain finally starting to surface.  I sobbed, blood and tears pouring down my face.  The wound in my head started beating to the rhythm of my heart.  Every noise, every movement, amplified to the beat.  Every beat was like a cannon being fired. Boom boom.  Boom boom. 
I shut my eyes tight.  The hammer turtles stopped and dropped me on the ground.  I cried out in pain as the beat got louder.
Boom boom.  Boom boom. 
I took sharp breaths as something shiny caught my eye.  I tried to wipe my eyes clear of the tears and blood that had gathered inside them.  My jaw dropped, causing more blood to trickle down my chin, when I recognized the familiar medieval shape.  I rubbed my eyes, hoping it would just go away, but the guillotine didn't budge.  I screamed as the hammer turtles grabbed me by my arms and marched me towards my demise. 
"No!"
I tried to scream, but that would only result in a lung-full of blood and a painful stab to my head wound.
Boom boom. Boom boom.
I struggled and fought as best as I could, but the turtles had already placed my head on the chopping block.  I scanned my surroundings for something that could save me.  I noticed that just across from me, in the distance, there was another guillotine.  I noticed something inside of it was about to meet the same fate as I was.  But something was familiar about this shape.  I squinted my eyes that were red and swollen and had finally recognized it.  I screamed a blood-curdling cry.  I didn't care how bad it hurt, or if I choked to death on my own blood.  I struggled against the turtles as I called out to the shape. 
" NO PLEASE!"
I watched the turtles pull hard on the rope, sending the blade upwards.
Boom boom.
" NOT HIM, PLEASE!"
They pulled it to its maximum height, as the green blobs in the distance and I struggled in tandem.
Boom boom.
" I'M SO SORRY I WASN'T STRONG ENOUGH!"
I took one last look at my friend, pain and suffering being the least of my worries.
Boom boom.
" I'M SO SORRY!"
The turtles let go of our ropes and the blades came down with a thundering swoosh.
Boom boom.
"PAPES!"
I felt a sharp pain in my neck and my vision went black.
Boom boom.

Boom.

Boom.

I shot my head up and screamed into the darkness.  I breathed heavily before frantically scanning the room. 
"I-I..." I stammered in disbelief.
I slowed down my breathing and blinked.
"I'm alive?" I asked nobody in particular.
" Course you are, dummy." A voice answered me from outside the door.
I was too confused to answer or even care about the voice.  Was that some kind of hellish dream?  It all felt so real! And Papes...
" Would you quit screaming, too?" The voice asked me.
I frowned, my thoughts of sorrow being so rudely interrupted.
" I have every right to be screaming right now, y'know." I replied to the voice.
" Psh, as if."
I narrowed my eyes at the lack of sympathy, but something felt familiar about the voice.
" Shush.  I didn't agree to help you just so I could hear you flirt with this girl." Another voice said.
I cocked my head.  This voice was totally new to me.  This voice was different.  It sounded deep and regal.  He sounded like he was an opera singer or something.  And then I paused.  Was it even a 'he'?   I listened in on the little argument they were having.
" I am not flirting with her!"
" Well that's hard to believe, because you take a swing at every girl that looks in your general direction."
" No I don't!"
There was a long pause, and I swore I could hear a sigh come from the other guy.
" Don't patronize me, Larry, I've been here longer than you have."
I gasped quietly.  Larry!  That's why the voice sounded so familiar!  Now I just had to figure out who the other guy was...
It couldn't have been the sunglasses one... no, his voice was too gruff.  It couldn't have been the brown one either.  As I sat there, going through my mental list, until an echoing clacking sound, like heels dancing across tile, came from the hallway outside the door. 
" Dad needs you guys." A female voice said lowly.
A girl?  Was it Peach?  No, of course not, dummy.
" We're on prisoner duty." Larry groaned.
" It wasn't a request.  Look, dad just said he needs all of us on deck."
There was a pause and the females' voice got quieter.
" I think somethings' happened to the princess."