Author: GreenstoneRie PM
The locket is stolen, but why?Rated: Fiction K - English - Mystery/Suspense - Chapters: 5 - Words: 4,521 - Reviews: 7 - Updated: 03-13-13 - Published: 07-01-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3037734
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A week without it makes me feel empty inside buts it's not until I feel a hand clamped over my mouth to keep me from screaming. I try to turn and twist out of the grasp but the arms around me were too strong. Before I could see who was holding me, I knock my head against something and I'm out cold.
My eyes slowly open and close as it adjusts to the bright light. I was lying on a cold hard floor, my back aching and I couldn't move at all.
"She's awake." A low gruff voice said.
"Sit her up." This time, it was a woman voice.
I closed my eyes. Then I was picked up and placed into a sitting position against the wall. I opened my eyes and saw the two people, their face and body covered in dark blue cloth, like a ninja, only their bright red eyes showing. Their hands were covered with gloves and they wore black boots that made lots of noise as they paced around the room. But they looked exactly the same and you couldn't tell between the male and female.
"Open it." The woman said. She tossed something to me. My necklace! My eyes widened. I clutched the silver locket and felt the same feeling that I missed.
"Where did you get this?" I asked extremely mad.
"None of your business."
"It is my business, it's my necklace!"
"I said open it!'
"Not unless you tell me why you need me too."
Her eyes brightened even more, which I didn't think was possible. Then she said to her partner, "Get the whip."
"NO! Let me go! I want to go home!" I screamed and pounded on the door. All around me was metal, sealing me in with no windows. The door didn't have a handle either. A message saying I was never supposes to leave. Only on the center of the roof was a light bulb, then it turned off, signaling for me to sleep. "I want to go home." I said weakly through my tears as I slide down the wall, exhausted and cried myself to sleep.
The next morning, there was a different person. He asked me the same question as the woman yesterday. This time I told him the truth, that I couldn't open it.
"You are a liar!"
"I'm not lying!" tears fell down my face. He grabs my hair and dunks my head into the bin of water.
"Please!" I say, but he dunks it again and again until I can't breathe.
But sadly, I'm still alive and have to continue with the pain every day. I don't understand why they want me to open it, what's so important inside? Why can't they open it?
I'm lying on the ground I hear the door open. The sound frightens me as I know what will come next. The necklace is far away from me now, as I feel it as a curse instead. The boots clank against the floor and gets louder and louder as it comes closer to me. I close my eyes.
"What's it this time? Puling limbs off me? Because you know, if you want me to open it, I need hands."
Then I heard a chuckle. "Its torture isn't it?" It sounded like a male human voice, none that I ever heard since I came here before. "I'm not going to hurt you."
I was facing the wall with my eyes still close, his voice behind me. "And why should I believe you?"
"Because the others are monsters, literally." He walked closer. "Look, you must be hungry. I brought you something to eat."
I could smell something delicious. I haven't eaten in four days, yes they give me food, but do I trust the gagging globs they give me? No.
I used all my energy to sit upright against the wall. I stared at the piece of bread. Then I took it and saw the cleanness against my filthy skin. I ate it and felt the warmth in my stomach. Finally, I looked up and saw the ninja like uniform again but this time, the eyes were normal brown. I looked behind him and saw that he didn't bring anything besides himself, though he possibly could strangle me.
The person raised his fingers to his head and unraveled the cloth. His face showed a human face. "Do I still scare you?"
"Yes I am."
"But, you're working with those creatures with red eyes."
"They're called Kagnas and the only reason why I'm working with them, is because I have to." He said calmly.
"Why don't you have a choice?"
He scratched his head and then sighed. "I don't really know, but ever since I was born, I had to be "friends" with them. My parents say that the Kagnas wanted to do something that will cause humans harm so they made peace with them and gave things that they wanted."
"What about me? Why am I here? What's so important about that necklace?"
"I don't know."
I paused. "Aren't the Kagnas going to punish you when they find out you aren't hurting me?"
He shrugged. "Usually, the people who come to hurt you are the ones who really want to, devoted to their job and also do it for the fun of it. So they don't need any surveillance of what's going on."
"I tricked them into thinking that."
"They're not very smart."
"Not at all. I think what ever is inside that necklace, is going be something horrible. I'm not your enemy Madison. I'm here to help you."
When I woke up the next morning, I saw clear glass.
"She's awake." Said a human woman's voice quietly. I looked to the side and saw a twenty three year old woman with brown hair in a tight bun. She was holding a damp pink cloth.
I looked around and saw that I wasn't in my cell, I was in a spa. A water fall was flowing down in the corner and trees surrounded the walls. Sunlight flowed through the glass ceilings brightening up the room. This isn't my dream, this is real.
My hair was being massaged in a tub with soap by another lady with black hair who seemed to be twenty five and there was another girl with blonde hair probably age twenty who was cleaning my skin.
I looked at my hands and gasped. "Wow, I can see my skin now!"
The blonde girl who was working on my arm laughed a tiny smile.
"Thanks" I said.
She looked at me then said. "Your welcome." Then quietly, "We don't get a lot of thank you."
"Julie!" The brown haired girl said.
"What? She's different!"
"Amber, Julie, enough!" said the woman with black hair, she stopped rinsing my hair for the moment.
"But Kara!" Julie whined.
Kara kneeled on the ground "Sorry, for being so rude. Please forgive us."
I put on a confused face.
"You are different." She said slowly as she stood back up. "Pardon me but are you from a royal family?"
"No. I'm a prisoner, which is why I'm questioning why I'm here."
"Prisoner? That's why you were dirty, I though you just fell off your horse or something." Amber gasped as she moved the cloth away from my face.
"So what if she is? She's nicer than everyone else." Julie said as she gave the last scrub on my shoulder.
"But the real question is why the Queen said to make you look presentable." Kara said.