"Where........ is.............. she?!?!?!?!?" I ran through branches, and stumbled over holes and stumps, and things I didn't want to think about. "Mel, wait!!!!" But I didn't care what Dreg thought. All I wanted was to find Clo. I jumped over a small creek, and a crash behind me told me that Dreg hadn't seen it. Terra's crying made turn, to run back, but I caught something out of the corner of my eye. A clearing. As I stepped it to it, my blood ran cold. I recognized this place. It was one I had first seen seven years ago, before Terra was born, when Father had sold the package to the mysterious man. I had been spying, back before I had learned the magyke. The result was a harsh whipping. But the last time I had seen the clearing was five years ago, when Terra was just a week old.

The last time I had seen this place, it was the night my parents died.

Ok... Here goes a twist in the plotline. If it doesn't work... we don't have to use it.

//Rosalia Èpine//

I had been hiding out in the Baron's Mansion.for two days now, constantly invisible. Now, it was night, I was no longer invisible, and I was heading too the place where Thresh Stonegate slept. I crept into his room and poked him. He didn't stir. I slapped his cheek. He jerked awake.

"I didn't do it! Whatever it was it wasn't me!" he said.

"Istarical," I whispered back.

He stared at me in awe. It was the French accent. I was used to people staring at me as though I was from a different planet.

"Vell, get dressed, ve don't ave all night!"

I stepped out while he changed, but as soon as he finished ,I grabbed his arm and dragged him along to the Baronesses apartments. I fetched Clo Stonegate in a similar manner and we streaked down the hall. As we reached the front door they stopped.

"Wh-where are we going?" stammered Thresh.

"To pick up ze rest ov your vamily." I explained.

"You mean, you don't work for the Baron?" asked Clo, shocked.

"Ov course not, I vork for la rébellion(Admin, call this the rebbelion if you can't post in french.)."

"What?"

He sounded confused, which was confusing.

"You do not Know ov ze rebbelion?" I asked.

"Uh... should we?" she quiried.

I gaped, "Don't you know 'oo you are?!"

Cool. Great job. I'm glad to have you in the RP.

I LOVE the french!

I was wondering, can I do two points of view???? I'd really like to do some from Dreg's, if that's okay.

@Tempest: Yay! and Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"La rébellion az been vatching you, trying to decide ef you vould make a good king, and your acts ov kindnezz to your ziblingz prove zat you vill. I am Rosalia Èpine. I'm conzidered an outcazt because I am vone of ze last Français. La rébellion vound me and trained me in ze magiques. I run errands, but c'est za first time I av gone on such an important errand. Ze fate of ze country lies vith you- and you are coming vith me now."

I swept off into the night; they followed. Thresh still looked taken aback, but he came anyway. As we walked, I snapped my fingers and suddenly, we were in the forest. Clo screamed and Thresh gasped, and then sighed in relief. I didn't have to look back to know that he was in his normal clothes now, instead of that horrible red thing.

"Now..."

//Clo//

I couldn't believe it. Thresh was a King? Would that mean that I was a Duchess?

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Ve are going to ze rebellion headqvarters. 'Urry."

 "Oh." I said, not that I hadn't expected it. "But, like Thresh said, we have our agreements."

Well, I hadn't made an official agreement to anyone, but I needed to follow through working for the Baroness if we were going to bring in enough money. And then I remembered Vivian. The child who had been hit for leaving sour cream on the laundry. Who I had heard cry in the evenings. Who reminded me so much of Terra, and who I had helped. She didn't deserve to be a slave. I wished I could help her.

"Ze agreements do not matter." 

Spam boy says, POAD. 

To the top top top!!!!! I'm waiting for somebody to post other than me, 'cause I did the last bit of RPing. Okay, everybody who's still part of the RP say aye! Aye!

Aye! (Sorry about the no post, but Cross Country has me REALLY busy.) I'll post a part of the RP tomorrow because we have this WONDERFUL little thing called NO SCHOOL!!!!!!!!

(Dreg, fyi)

I ran up beside Melayna, Terra in my arms. "Mel, whats wro........." I trailed off, realizing what this place was. Terra pulled on my tattered shirt sleeve. I let her down, and she wandered around, interested in everything, as most five year olds are. I kept one eye on her, and one on Mel, who had sat down on a rock, mezmerized by the knowledge of what had taken place here. She started to cry. Not just a single sob, but wailing like Terra when I took her filthy doll. I looked back in Terra's direction, expecting to see her sucking the doll, but all I saw was a hole in the ground, with Terra sinking into it. I lunged for her, caught only the doll and air, and Terra was gone.

I'm sooo sory I havn't been posting, but I'll post now.

//Rosalia Èpine//

I swept around and continued walking. Why didn't they realize who they were? Hadn't their parents told them? My heart suddenly sunk into my stomach when I remembered Exodus telling me that Sy and Eztli were on the brink of telling their children who they were when the 'King's Men' had killed them in cold blood. My senses told me we were almost there, tha's where Thresh and Clo's siblings were. Cold-blood Hallow, the magic was thick there. But...

"No!" I screamed, dropping to my knees. My senses must be lying. Terra could not be gone, she'd just disappeared!

"W-what?" stammered Clo.

"Terra..." I managed to get out, then I fainted.