|The Girl's Rebellion
Author: September Silver PM
The entire kingdom of Kairanna has been taken over by an evil king. Its people are either dead or imprisoned. Except for one girl...Now it is up to her to save her land.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure - Chapters: 10 - Words: 8,959 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 12-30-12 - Published: 09-08-12 - id: 3056616
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I'm so sorry this took so long. I was really busy, and I'm moving tomorrow, so...
Why was everything hazy?
Everything was blurry too. And fuzzy. And her fingers felt numb and she had a headache. There was a big thing in front of her, but she couldn't figure out what it was.
She touched it. It was fabric. Why had someone put a huge piece of cloth at the end of her bed? Wait, this wasn't a bed. This was hard. It could've been a hard bed though. Her legs were strapped to it. You don't strap legs to a bed. She poked the fabric. It was squishy.
And then a hand grabbed hers so tightly it cut off the circulation, and she looked up to see the king staring angrily at her. Oh yeah.
Finally, her mind cleared and she noticed it was Christopher. Then she realised what was happening.
"You're his SON?"
"How long did it take for you to figure that out?" he sneered.
She lay back down, then quickly lurched forward so her head crunched into his stomach. He grabbed her head and tilted it sharply so she was looking at him.
"I'm helping you, you silly...thing!" he spluttered, face red.
"You lied to me!"
"I wanted you to trust me so I could help you!"
"Oh, and lying to me is a great way to get me to trust you."
"Did I ever actually lie to you? Did I ever go No, I'm not the king's son! I'm just some random guy they brought in!"
She thought for a second, then glared at him. "You left out an important detail."
He sighed, then took a key from his pocket and unlocked the chains tying her legs to the table.
She looked on, confused. "What are you doing?"
"Helping you! You can go join your friends in I don't know where."
Her eyes widened. "My parents?"
She felt sick. She wanted to throw up. She wanted to cry. But she had more important things to do.
Actually, scratch that. She decided to throw up on Christopher, who twitched but stayed quiet. He knew he deserved it.
"Why was I chained to a table?" she asked him as she got up. Her mouth tasted awful.
"My dad likes to torture his prisoners. Now come on, you don't have much time," he said as he wiped himself clean with a silk handkerchief. "Follow me."
She followed him through a large maze of corridors. It was pitch black, and the only sounds she could hear were their footsteps and her heart hammering in her chest. They eventually reached the outside of the prison, where it was equally dark.
"Thank you," she said, forcing a little smile. She didn't know whether to miss him or not. "I'll take it from here."
He nodded. "I understand." They stood there for a little while.
She turned and ran as quickly as possible through the forest. She tripped and stumbled and fell, but the only thing going through her mind was that she needed to get to the Kairannians. She made so much noise that it almost sounded as if there were two people running...
He was in so much trouble.
Leading a rebellion against your father kinda does that to you.
He had thought of an idea, though. An idea that would get him out of trouble and destroy the little girl.
As she ran through the forest, he followed her. He tried to remember where he was going as he did his best not to fall over the branches.
Finally, after running for at least an hour, she disappeared into a hole in the ground. On closer inspection, he realised that there were voices coming from inside once she reached the bottom.
They're hiding in a hole, he thought. Stupid, but that just makes it easier for me.
He ran back. "Father!"
As he saw his father approaching, he thought of what he was going to say. "I did the whole thing so she would trust me right now, and when she was free she showed me where everyone was hiding. You see? It was all just good acting on my part."
But the words never left his lips, because the king drew his sword and tried to slash at Christopher's neck.
"What's wrong with you?" Christopher cried.
"You let her go!" The king yelled. "What were you thinking?!"
And with another slash, Christopher was dead.
The king took a deep breath, and then he kicked his son's corpse.
Vixen smiled as best she could.
She had saved quite a few Kairannians, but many had been dead before she arrived at the prison long ago. The survivors were as happy as they could be, seeing as many of their friends were dead.
And then she heard a lot of hollering.
And then a cannon blast.
She froze and told everyone to stay down, and then she heard a tiny little whoomph.
Against everyone's wishes, she decided to go out of the tunnel and have a look. And when she looked, she almost cried.
Christopher's dead body had been shot out of the cannon.
Cradling the corpse, she went back in the tunnel and tried not to think too much.
This is kind of the end, but I think I should do an epilogue. I need some ideas for it though.