Chapter 40

"Grggh."

Thrown onto the floor, Lukas weakly opened his eyes.

He was in a room that looked like it would have been a grand stage of events but had been ruined to the point where the only stuff remaining of its former glory were a few benches and the stain glass window.

Flowers surrounded Lukas as he lay on the ground. Trying to stand, he found that his hands and legs were bound.

"Great" he muttered under his breath. Suddenly, he heard muffling from somewhere in the back. Turning his body around, Lukas tried his best to slide down. Finally after struggling, he found the source.

Behind a bench were Ross and Theo. Their arms and legs bound, and mouths gagged Surprise was in Ross and Theo's eyes the moment they saw Lukas.

"William, what are you doing here?!" asked Ross, telepathically.

"How am I suppose to know? What about you guys?"

"We don't know either. One moment, we were running away from a monster then the next we'll here." explained Theo, his eyes showed a hint of annoyance.

"It seems you're awake."

Turning around abruptly, they found themselves facing a person of shadow.

(Lukas pov)

The shadow was of indefinite shape. However to me, it seemed that deep within a person was there, somewhere.

Dark Miasma surrounded the shadow as a large grin formed on its mouth,

"Its time for the parade to begin."

Before we could say anything, it disappeared and the doors bursted open and from the ceiling...

...dropped Sebel/Oliver.

Their arms were raised and bound together by thorns as they were suspended in midair. Their eyes were closed, sleeping.

'WHAT IS OLIVER DOING THERE?!' exclaimed the two.

Thats exactly what I was thinking however what surprised me more was the body that laid on the floor.

"MR FLETCHER!" I shouted. Shuffling towards him, I checked on him. His forehead was bleeding and hair undone. His skin was pale and nasty gnashes marked his body. His clothes were slightly ruined and dirty, however what struck me the hardest was the knife wound on his back.

'shit!'

'William, what's happened to Mr fletcher' asked Theo, his tone worried.

I gulped, taking a deep breath, I got down to his face. My face just inches away from his face, concentrating I tried to see if he was breathing and thank god, he was only that I wasn't sure how long it'll last.

'We need to get out of here fast.' Using all the strength I had, I tried to break free from my bonds. Only to be met with utter failure.

'We tried. Nothing works' said Ross

"Now then you tell me."

Grumbling a little, I analysed my surroundings and to come to conclusion, we were doomed.

Literally.

Because that psychotic shadow demon or whatever, had placed a FREAKING board with spikes to the ceiling which I was pretty sure, was what it would use to kill us.

There is no way, I am going to die again. God gave me a chance to repeat, I'm not going to put it to waste.

Crazily, I tried to search for something sharp to cut my ropes. My eyes caught the eye of the sharp edge of a broken bench. Shuffling, I crawled my way there. Quickly, I tried to to cut through my bonds only to be pushed back by an unseen force.

"Wh-AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" The shadow reappeared once more however this time, it broke off the sharp edge of the bench before attempting to stab me in the face. I immediately shielded my face with my arms unfortunately the stake slashed me across the neck.

Suddenly everything seemed to grow dark as blood began to spew from the wound. As I slowly lost consciousness, I could have sworn I heard the voices of Kevin and Alexander.

(Alfred)

Where was I?

Walking through the numerous passageways, my heart began to grow heavier.

'Young master, where are you?' , I thought as I kneeled on the ground, hand clutching my heart.

Suddenly, I heard a soft harmony of voices, one that I knew very well. As my heart began to grow hope, I also feared.....

Running through the waters, I quickly found the source of the voices. Pushing open the doors, I found myself in a decorated church hall. White curtains hung from the ceiling as white roses lined the entirety of the area.

Bright light filled the room as I cautiously made my way to the front.

Just as I suspected, laying on a bench with roses surrounding him was Prince Alexander. His skin was pale and expression sleeping peacefully as if death finally overcome him. Rushing towards him, I attempted to wake him. However no matter how much I shook him, Alexander wouldn't wake up.

"Your highness? Your highness! Please wake up!" I cried, panic rising in me.

Suddenly, the voices began to grow in volume and in no time bright light filled the room. As it died down, I found myself coming across with two figures.

(3rd pov)

The first was young man with pale skin and blonde hair that had two strands framing his face. His blue eyes were gentle but deep inside were filled with cunning. He wore a white suit with matching shoes. A pair of white wings sprung from his back.

"Michael..." said Alfred.

The second figure was a young boy with ashen hair and red eyes. He wore a blue top hat and blue vest over his pattered dress shirt. A matching blue school boy shorts and knee length shorts with a set of black formal shoes . A trumpet was in his hand. Ash coloured wings sprung from his back.

The blonde known as Michael simply smiled. Extending his arms, he said " Alfred ! My wonderful Brother! Come give me a hug!" Rushing forward he was only met with a cold stare.

"Why are you here?" Alfred scowled. If Michael was here then this wasn't going to be a happy family reunion. Michael pouted, " What's wrong? Not happy to see me? It's been years since we last saw each other."

"Isn't it obvious, Michael. His worried sick about the poor little prince over there." pointed out the boy.

"Whose he?" asked Alfred, slightly annoyed.

"My protege, Gabriel. I sent him undercover."

Alfred was shocked. Too think that Michael would sent a spy.....it was laughable.

"Hahahaha! Let me guess, you're here to ask me about my mission." Michael's eyes narrowed before smiling, " It's great that you got the point so when are you going to do it?"

A sudden gush of air began to surround them as the two stared into each other's souls. Daring the other to make the first move. The tension finally broke when Michael answered, " Well in any case. You have only what a few years left. " Walking towards Alfred, he pulled him in for a hug before whispering into his ear, " Before you disappear so make sure you finished the mission."

With that the duo vanished leaving Alfred and Alexander behind.

Alfred finally broke down. Legs buckled, sighing as hot tears ran down his cheek. However, he could not go on crying as Alexander slowly rose from his sleep.

"Alfred? Where am I?" asked a drowsy Alexander as he sat up from the bench. He was met with a hug from the butler, surprising him. " Alfred! What are you doing?!"

He simply smiled. "Nothing, everything is alright your majesty. Now then shall we get going?"

Alexander still in shock, slowly nodded his head before being lifted from the bench. The two heading out of the hall and into the darkness