Chapter II
Red eyes glowering out of the darkness.
That’s what Wringe could see.
Red eyes and a grating voice threatening to tear him apart if he didn’t finish his task soon.
Wringe was scared of the Master, although he hoped that he was too valuable a beast to be killed for one mistake.
The Master had sent him to retrieve one object; in his mind it was just a piece of metal, what good would that do to the master? And it had been guarded well, Wringe had thought he was doing the right thing to report to the master, but no, master just threatened to kill him. It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fun, and now he had to go back.
Scrambling out the door Wringe started sulkily on his way, hoping to hopes something would come up that would waylay his trip to…Wringe shuddered, that place.
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*more editing needed and coming*
Was it good?
Sorry this is so short, I planned on it being about a page, but I couldn't think of what else to write. Chapter three will probably be posted in a day or so.
The main reason this took so long was because I had to figure out the plot, in order to continue. Now that I have hopefully this story will move along a little more.
