Joy had beaten Georgio's men to Uncle Benny's disgusting ass compound by at least fifteen minutes, so by the time that anyone made it there to stop her, she had already hung Uncle Benny from the ceiling by his wrists on a large pair of hooks that she had brought in her bag. She was calmly singing her song and unpacking her torture bag neatly onto a nearby table. The dirty little man was crying and begging for her to stop. Little did he know, that was just making things even worse for him.
She heard the helicopter coming in and landing outside. The one that she thought was carrying Georgio's men, but she never waivered. She heard the men rush the house and discover all of the bad guys that she had just swept out, room by room, but she kept right on singing and preparing her tools. She never even missed a beat. She heard the men commenting and remarking on the sheer savageness of what they were seeing. That made her smile.
She knew that they would
Cat was in a wonderfully happy mood when she entered her and Josh's rooms and found him on the phone talking to someone feverishly. Cat stood quietly in the doorway with a glass of afternoon wine in her hand, and she listened as she tried to figure out just what in the heck the problem was. Josh hung the phone up and he turned to greet her. "Everything okay?" She asked him in a concerned manner. "Not really, I think I'm going to have to go home and deal with some things at the club. It probably wouldn't hurt for you to go look after your record store, too," Josh explained to her cooly. He had been pretending not to notice how close her and Queen Rebecca had been becoming lately, but there was no real way that anyone could be that blind. Their relationship had been cooling off quite a bit because of it. Cat tried to look like it didn't bother her to leave the castle and the queen, but Josh could see right through it. He didn't say much, just that
Della and Queen Rebecca were having wine together privately in the Queen's rooms. Della tried to cheer her sister up, but she wasn't exactly sure yet about why she was so sad at the moment. Della was mid-sentence when a knock came at the door. She stopped what she was saying and got up to answer it. It was Caine, he didn't really say anything as he handed her the note that Cat had left for her, and he walked away. Della looked a little confused as she read the note silently to herself, and then she looked up at her sister with big, sad, knowing eyes. Queen Rebecca couldn't hold it in anymore and her tears started to fall all on their own, as she stared at the floor in silence. Della didn't say a word as she quickly crossed the room and took her sister in her arms. She just held her and rocked her gently as she cried. When she was finished crying, Della wiped her sister's tears away and told her to smile anyways. Even though it hurt to the bone, she still
It was dark when she opened her deep green eyes. She couldn't remember exactly when she had gone to sleep. Clutching the side of her pounding, groggy head, she tried to remember the night before. As she slowly regained her senses, she realized that she was naked, and alone. She was in a strange room, and in a strange house. Illuminated only by a large candelabra standing in a corner across the room. Panic set in as she tried to gain her bearings, her eyes began to desperately search the big, beautifully decorated room that she had mysteriously found herself in. 'Where in the hell am I?' She wondered to herself. She tried to stand up, but she quickly realized that the lush silk sheets were hiding a horrifying secret. She had been bound, by a fairly long, thick piece of chain by the ankle to the bed. It was heavy, and padlocked into place! "OH MY GOD!" Della cried as her eyes caught sight of her battered reflection in the mirror that was plac
Della could not believe the crap that she had just heard come from the man called Mister's mouth. Her eyes were wild and angry at the moment and her mind was in instant overdrive. Was he crazy? Did he really not know who he was dealing with??? Of course he will save her! He is her father, and her hero. And why in the hell does this man keep calling her "kitten?" This was all just to much. Della instantly stood up and tried to speak. She moved her mouth violently and tried to say her peace, but nothing came out, as hard as she tried...no sounds at all. She was mute! She was suddenly frantic and angry and wanted to leave. Mister came from around the desk to try to calm her down, but when he came near her, she made a huge step backwards to avoid his touch. When she did that, she crashed into the couch and involuntarily sat down with a hard plop. They both looked surprised for a moment. The man finally stepped over in front of her and lowered himself
When the door was opened for Della to leave the room it was eerily quiet, too quiet for there to be a party going on. There were not even any house staff that could be seen. 'Has he even given the house staff a pass to the party? Or did it just take them all to run the event?' Della wondered to herself as she was being escorted to the staging area behind the back doors of the ballroom. Della was uneasy about the silence, so she turned to the young maid on her left and she tried to read her face. She had very long strawberry blonde hair with long ringlets in it. She had a tiny frame and captivating blue eyes, that weren't giving away a damn thing. That was all in stark contrast to the second young maid, who had white blonde hair. It was shoulder length and straight as a board. She was slightly smaller than the first girl but every bit as fair. It was obvious from their features that they were somehow related, they even seemed to communicate with ea
When Mister returned to Della's side in the waiting area, he had a HUGE smile on his face, "Hello again, Kitten, you look absolutely stunning tonight," he said in a voice so sweet that it made her want to puke. Although he was indeed handome as hell in the cobalt blue taylored suit he had on, Della was instantly furious. She did not dare to ask what had happened in the study, even if she could. In her heart she felt that she already knew. She was sure that he had caught Caine trying to rescue her and that most likely....Caine was dead. She started to panic again, but she somehow managed to keep it together. She wanted to hit him, or worse...she wanted to kill him. It took everything inside of her to keep calm and to not just bust him in the side of the head with the champagne bottle that was sitting in the ice bucket before her. 'Just breathe....just breathe...' she said to herself over and over on the inside. Jus
Caine, John and the two other men they had with them, all tried to slip out quietly, but the party was coming to an end and there were people starting to show up everywhere. They stepped out of the study and looked from left to right. They were on the second floor hallway, looking down over the main living area of the castle. This place was oversized in every way. It looked like it had been built for giants. All the ceilings were two or three stories high, the doors were all heavy oak. They were giant and they were all carved with scenes that looked like they were taken straight from a very twisted story book. There were whimsical figures in all types of settings, doing all kinds of things. Some were dancing by fire or fishing in a stream, but some were engaging in some very questionable acts. One even seemed to have a fairy wedding going on. It was incredible, someone had clearly put a lot of time into these. Caine kind of wished he could
Della sat under the hot shower for a long, long time. She tried to clear her mind and relax a little, in hopes of remembering exactly what in the hell had happened the night before. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, but nothing would come to her at all. She was usually such a careful person, she just didn't understand what could have happened. She was always in the company of people she trusted and never left her drinks unattended at any parties. Just how the hell had this happened?? She was so damn mad at her stupid self, and she was also so damned confused by her father's behavior tonight. 'Like really, what the hell?' She thought to herself as she cried. She was so tired, and her muscles were aching. She just wanted to sleep in Caine's arms for a while, and forget about everything that has happened over the last two days. She wished more than anything to see him again. Her heart was sore and her mind was numb. Sh
Della and Queen Rebecca were having wine together privately in the Queen's rooms. Della tried to cheer her sister up, but she wasn't exactly sure yet about why she was so sad at the moment. Della was mid-sentence when a knock came at the door. She stopped what she was saying and got up to answer it. It was Caine, he didn't really say anything as he handed her the note that Cat had left for her, and he walked away. Della looked a little confused as she read the note silently to herself, and then she looked up at her sister with big, sad, knowing eyes. Queen Rebecca couldn't hold it in anymore and her tears started to fall all on their own, as she stared at the floor in silence. Della didn't say a word as she quickly crossed the room and took her sister in her arms. She just held her and rocked her gently as she cried. When she was finished crying, Della wiped her sister's tears away and told her to smile anyways. Even though it hurt to the bone, she still
Cat was in a wonderfully happy mood when she entered her and Josh's rooms and found him on the phone talking to someone feverishly. Cat stood quietly in the doorway with a glass of afternoon wine in her hand, and she listened as she tried to figure out just what in the heck the problem was. Josh hung the phone up and he turned to greet her. "Everything okay?" She asked him in a concerned manner. "Not really, I think I'm going to have to go home and deal with some things at the club. It probably wouldn't hurt for you to go look after your record store, too," Josh explained to her cooly. He had been pretending not to notice how close her and Queen Rebecca had been becoming lately, but there was no real way that anyone could be that blind. Their relationship had been cooling off quite a bit because of it. Cat tried to look like it didn't bother her to leave the castle and the queen, but Josh could see right through it. He didn't say much, just that
Joy had beaten Georgio's men to Uncle Benny's disgusting ass compound by at least fifteen minutes, so by the time that anyone made it there to stop her, she had already hung Uncle Benny from the ceiling by his wrists on a large pair of hooks that she had brought in her bag. She was calmly singing her song and unpacking her torture bag neatly onto a nearby table. The dirty little man was crying and begging for her to stop. Little did he know, that was just making things even worse for him. She heard the helicopter coming in and landing outside. The one that she thought was carrying Georgio's men, but she never waivered. She heard the men rush the house and discover all of the bad guys that she had just swept out, room by room, but she kept right on singing and preparing her tools. She never even missed a beat. She heard the men commenting and remarking on the sheer savageness of what they were seeing. That made her smile. She knew that they would
It had been two weeks since the funeral for Mister, Pearl, and Queen Esmeralda. Caine and the others had stood guard over, and reorganized everything. It had all been running like a well oiled machine, except for the fact that nobody had seen Justin the whole time. It was the common assumption that he had just left after Pearl's death. Caine had people search for him, but there was no trace of him anywhere, so he assumed what everyone else did, and they gave up. Joy had appointed a new head chef under the advisement of Kate and Sadie and everyone just moved on. It had actually been a completely blissful two weeks for everyone, it almost felt like a real vacation. They spent a lot of time together and made a ton of great memories. They ate to much and drank way, way to much, and they became way to comfortable in the castle life, but like all good things...it was about time for it all to come to an end. Joy's father had called her and demanded a me
It had been three days since they had lost Mister and Pearl, and four days since the loss of Queen Esmeralda. The air was thick with sadness as they prepared to say goodbye to them all. The castle and it's grounds were all decorated in black and silver, shrouded in a thick layer of despair, and coated with the bitter sweet feeling of definate change. Kate and Sadie had been appointed head housekeepers but their duties were suspended for a few days, in light of them being directly related to one of the deceased. Della, Cat and Joy tried their best to cover for them, but in the end Kate decided that she wanted her and Sadie to be the one's to coordinate it all because they knew Pearl best and they had been there the longest, so they wanted everything perfect. Everyone was gathered on the gala grounds, dressed in their most dramatic garb. It was a perfectly dreary day for it to. It was grey and overcast, and there was a light sleet hang
"Missing?!" The queen looked up and asked Caine in confusion, "what do you mean...missing?" She cried in despair. "I mean exactly what I said, my queen," Caine started to explain to her, "Josh and I went out into the hall and they were not laying where you left them, so we started looking for them and trying to follow their trail. We found bloody drag marks along with some huge wolf prints, and we followed them as far as they went," Caine said in a suspicious tone. The queen didn't say anything for a few seconds. She kind of just stared at him blankly. After a moment she finally blinked her eyes and asked him sarcastically, "well where did they end?" Caine got a far away look on his face and then he said, "well that's the strange part. They ended at the edge of the cliff over the ocean side of the mountain. It's almost like they jumped off of the cliff or something." Queen Rebecca sat up straight and her eyes got wide. "There's no way they
Mister and Pearl were both so pissed off that it was damn near impossible to hide it. Pearl took a deep breath and she tried to maintain her composure. She thought carefully about her words before she opened her mouth to speak. "My queen," Pearl started to speak, "I have been a loyal and faithful employee of this castle for more than twenty years now. I will admit that I am not always perfect, however, I beg you to understand that everything that I have ever done was with the best interest of Mister and this castle in mind," Pearl said eloquently as she batted her thick eyelashes. Queen Rebecca looked Pearl up and down for a moment thoughtfully and then she turned her attention to Mister. "And you?" She said to him in an authoritative manner. Mister looked as though he was about to actually explode right there on the spot. Queen Rebecca wanted to laugh at him so bad, but she fought the urge, and she swallowed the laughter back. He stood the
Mister and Pearl became panicked when they saw the weather changing like that. They transformed immediately when they stepped out into the raging wind. "It's happening!" Pearl cried out. The two wolves began to howl and wail, which made the other animals in the stables start up too. The wolves paced back and forth, following the force field, looking for a way out. Any way out at all. The two of them became so desperate to escape that they began ramming their bodies against the invisible force field as hard as they could, slamming themselves so hard that they were actually bouncing off of it and landing on their sides a few feet away. They did this over and over again until the wind stopped blowing and the trees had finally come to a rest. Pearl was so broken hearted at the moment, that she didn't even bother to get up the last time she hit the wall. She just laid there and whimpered for a while. Mister crawled over and he laid on top of her, in a
The queen hugged her great grandson while she tried to explain, but he just didn't want to hear it, so he pulled away making her cry even harder. "So you're telling me that now you have to die because I lost the duel?" He asked her in total disbelief and anger. "No, Mister, I'm not exactly going to die, just change forms one last time," she tried to comfort the already crying man, but he could not be comforted. "My spirit will be in the wind, and the snow, and the rain, the sunshine and every single flower you will ever see," the queen told him tenderly as she wiped the tears from his chin with her ancient, snow white hand. Mister and Pearl wailed and howled and begged her to stay, but no matter what, they could not change fate. They asked her what would become of them after she was gone and she told them that was up to Princess Rebecca now. They were even more distraught after they heard that answer. The queen hugged them one last time and told them that she l