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When I reawakened, I found myself in a bed in a room.
There were figures walking about, but my still fuzzy vision refused to register
them. One of them looked at me and began to approach. I screamed and tried to
get to my feet, but when I tried, I immediately felt nauseous. The figure told
me to calm down, that I was all right. I recognized the voice, and smiled. I
was all right.
The voice belonged to Jabberwocket and now that
I knew where I was, the other figures became clear as Cindyrella, Brownie Child,
and Nat. They looked very concerned. I asked them where ieva and Ripgirl were,
and they shook their heads and told me that they had only arrived in time to
save me from being kidnapped, but the jerk had made off with my mother and sister.
I learned that I had been out for days, and that
one of my wings had been broken. As I heard this, I became aware of the fierce
pain in my wing, which I hadn't noticed before. They said that they hadn't wanted
to move me too much before I regained consciousness, so I needed to go to the
Healing Springs. When we got back I felt much better, and I was ready to begin
my search for my family.
***
I woke with a groan. My head was throbbing horribly, and I had no idea where
I was. As I began to remember, the spines on my back began to rise, and I let
forth a small growl. I looked around and noticed two things about my surroundings.
I was in a cage in a dark room, and ieva was in a larger cage over in the corner
on the other side of the room. She had apparently woken up before me and was
looking frightened.
"Ripgirl, are you OK?" she whispered when she
saw that I was awake.
"Yeah, I'm fine. What about you?"
"I'm all right, but what about Flower_of_Icetor?
Where is she? I hope she's not hurt."
Then the door opened and the masked boy walked
into the room, flanked by the Grarrl. He looked smug and foreboding. I snarled
and bared my sharp teeth at him. He gave me a nervous glance and went over to
ieva.
"I warned you," he said, "Now you two get to
be hostages until I get that Shoyru." Then he walked over to my cage and said,
"My, what a pretty little Krawk you are. With high stats, too. Perhaps I could
make do with you if the Shoyru won't give herself up."
"Why you selfish little demon!" ieva exclaimed,
"May you roast in the fires of Aberdon*!"
At this insult, he turned around quickly and
yelled at her to shut up or he'd knock her unconscious again. But this move
put his foot in range of my jaws. After due punishment had been given, he hopped
around on one foot while the Grarrl muzzled me. It had been worth it, though.
He stormed out of the room with his Grarrl, leaving us alone.
*Aberdon is a made up place created by my friend. Just clearing that up. :)
***
I was investigating Mystery Island with Aino_Tsubasa, Brownie Child's green
Shoyru. We had been great friends since they had met, and so we had decided
to be search partners. We had all agreed that it would not be safe to search
for ieva and Ripgirl individually, so we had picked partners and divided up
into pairs to search each world. We had not been having much luck so far. The
first thing we had done was ask the Flotsam in charge of the boat if a Grarrl
and a teenage boy had gotten on. The Flotsam had said no, so ieva was most likely
still on the island.
After hours of searching, there was still no
sign of her, the boy, or the Grarrl. I was beginning to get frustrated. Then,
I thought of something. What if the boy had had his own boat? I ran this idea
past Aino_Tsubasa, and she said that we should search the coastline for proof
of this. Sure enough, we found a makeshift dock on the north side of the island.
We landed and began studying it. After all, it might have been anybody's dock.
But it smelled like the boy, and there were large claw marks in the wood. That
settled, we tried to figure out where the boat had gone. It was going to be
tough all right. Still, I had a nagging feeling that I had seen that boy before.
***
I was not in a good mood. Being muzzled in a cage in a room of someone that
you don't know has a way of doing that to you. I was also hungry and very, very
bored. Even being in the Pound had been better. But I had been in the pound
for 5 seconds, tops, and I had been in here for a day and a half. I had even
gotten tired of tapping my claws against the metal and humming random songs.
So it was very quiet in the room. Ieva had been thinking about something for
a while, now, and I was a bit curious about what it was. I would have asked
her, but I was muzzled. So I just sat and thought about things. I think I must
have fallen asleep because I had to open my eyes when the boy came in again.
He was looking extremely smug about something, and I didn't think I wanted to
know what.
***
I had remembered. We had gotten back to Jabberwocket's house and had discussed
with all of the others what we had found. Now came the tough part: tracking
the boat. Short of reinvestigating every world, there was no way that we could
see. We were discussing search patterns when the thought zoomed into my head.
The boy was the very same one that had stolen me away from the forest those
many months ago. And I knew that he lived in Neopia Central, and I was fairly
sure that I would recognize his house if I saw it. I told the others and they
were ecstatic. We flew and ran to Neopia Central, and outlined what we would
do. I would pretend to give myself up, and hopefully, all of the hostages would
be released, including my Faerie mother. Then would come the hard part: getting
away.
***
The Grarrl had two ropes with it, and it looped them around our necks and
tied them together so that we were tied in single file. We were led through
several rooms, in one of which the boy stopped to take an Earth Faerie off of
a shelf. I knew for sure that this was Carissi, Flower_of_Icetor's first mother.
We were led outside, where we saw Jabberwocket, Brownie Child, and Cindyrella
standing in a line with Flower_of_Icetor. I was surprised to see her holding
her collar instead of wearing it. Then it dawned on me. Flower_of_Icetor was
giving herself up to this jerk so that we would be safe. The thought of never
seeing her bright face again brought tears to my eyes.
We were shoved forwards towards our friends and
they quickly untied us and gave the boy dirty looks. I saw Flower_of_Icetor
slowly walk across the space separating her from her new life. She stopped in
front of the boy and silently gave him her collar, and with a triumphant look
on his face, he put in on her. I hung my head, knowing that my beloved sister
was lost to us now. I turned from the scene and began to walk away. I heard
the pop of a cork being drawn from a bottle, and heard a powerful, female voice
say, "I could not save you before, but now I will! You shall not have her, boy!"
Then I heard a zap, and I whirled around. Where the boy had been standing, there
was a yellow Lenny!
"What have you done to me!" the Lenny shrieked,
"Change me back NOW!"
"Not until you have properly learned your lesson
that Neopets are not to be treated in the manner that you have been treating
them." And with that she zapped him again and he disappeared.
"Where did you send him, Carissi?" asked Flower_of_Icetor.
"I sent him to the Adoption Center, where at
this moment someone is creating a yellow male Lenny. And seeing that he's no
longer qualified to be an owner, I hereby put Flower_of_Icetor under the protection
of owner ieva_kasku. And as for you," she said, turning to the Grarrl, "You
need a new owner as well."
"I'll take care of her," said ieva_kasku.
"Really? You would? After all that I did?"
"Yes, I would. You were under the influence
of an evil person, and I can't blame you for it. But what is your name?"
"My name is Tirikindaro. Tirikindaro_Arithei."
Several Weeks Later...
It's back to a peaceful life for us. Tirikindaro
is an Aisha now, she said that she had been one in the pound before being adopted
by the boy (or rather, the Lenny), and she wanted to be one again. Carissi had
obliged her with a zap, and at the moment she's green, but has aspirations of
being Desert. At the moment she's running around with Ripgirl, and they're playing
some sort of tossing game with Nimbus. Hang on, Nimbus is MY petpet! Gotta go,
see ya later!
The End
Note: Last time, some of you wondered who my evil person was. I am telling
you now that I made him up, and he *might* be back. :) Tirikindaro_Arithei was
created by me in the middle of writing this, so I had myself adopt the boy's
Grarrl and call it that. I absolutely love feedback, so send me some!
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