Desperate Situation for the Amnesiac - Ch. 11

~Before~

"Three seconds, Stephano." Barrel says, still smiling. "It'll be a small trade."

Stephano shut his eyes, trying to think.

"What's going on?" Piggeh shouts. "Who's...that?" He stares at you, looking panicked.

"Three," Barrel chides.

"Don't do it, Barrel!" PewDie shouts, sitting up painfully.

"Two."

Piggeh thrashes, trying to get out of the Bro's grip.

"One."

~Now

"Wait!" You shout. "Stop!"

Barrel pauses mid-strike, and Piggeh opens his eyes, sighing in relief.

"Alright," You say, trying to reason with him. "I'll come with you. I'll do whatever you want. Just—just let him go."

"Lady!" Stephano hisses. Mr. Chair tightens his grip even harder—it hurts.

"I can't let you go. I won't let you." Mr. Chair vows. You bear your teeth.

"This is my choice. I won't have an innocent life on my conscience. Now let me go."

It must have been either the look in your eyes or the tone of your voice—maybe both—but it causes Mr. Chair to let go of you.

To your surprise, you hardly have to struggle to keep yourself balanced. But you know you still have to limp. Barrel grins at you, but it doesn't cause you to shiver anymore. You're no longer afraid. You glare at him with your chin held high.

"Let Piggeh go." You order. Barrel nods to the Bro, and the Bro drops Piggeh to the ground with a growl. As Piggeh lifts himself up saying;

"Now, hold on a second." He mutters. "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on here?"

"I'm sure these boys will fill you in when we both leave." Barrel extends his hand, and you limp to it, reluctantly taking it. "Shall we?"

Mr. Chair, PewDie, Piggeh, and Stephano don't dare move. They know that Barrel could kill them all with a snap of his fingers. Or worse—he might hurt you.

Barrel slides an arm around your waist, knowing you have a limp. But it doesn't make you feel safe, like it does with PewDie or Mr. Chair. It sends a quiver down your spine, an incredibly unpleasant feeling. You try to smack his hand away, but it stays in place.

"You don't have to be afraid," He murmurs.

You bite back an annoyed retort. As you look at the boys, probably for the last time, you smile. But the look in their eyes causes it to falter, and you look away.

Barrel turns you around, probably teleporting away like he did the first time you saw him.
But suddenly, you hear someone rushing behind you. Barrel turns around, finding PewDie with a newly found axe in his hands.

"I speak chopnese," He hisses darkly. Barrel pulls you in front of him, his arm around you and the golden sword against your neck.

"Don't come any closer." Barrel warns. You breathe in gasps, your eyes widening.

"PewDiePie, get back!" Stephano shouts. PewDie ignores him.

"You won't hurt her," He says calmly. "You're bluffing"

Barrel pushes you against him even harder, gripping the hilt of the sword.

"Am I?" He growls, shaking you slightly.

"Yes, you are. You won't hurt her. If you wanted to kill her, you would have done it when you were alone with her in that locked room."

Barrel says nothing.

"He's right," Stephano pipes up, him and Mr. Chair taking confident steps toward you three. "You said it yourself. You need her, and it's obviously not to kill her. But the questions is; why?"

Stephano found the perfect moment to make Barrel crack.

"To get revenge—" He thrusts the sword to PewDie. "—on him!"

Barrel continues before anyone speaks.

"You've always hurt me, ever since you found the Bro with me. Every time you saw me, you slice me in half or throw me away. Do you know how long it takes to rebuild myself?" He chuckles maniacally. "I've been planning this for as long as we've been enemies. To find your perfect fan and use them against you. I was glad I found her.  It wasn't hard, really, to have "Lady" get sucked into this game. And it helps that she quite beautiful, seeing as she won your heart. All of your hearts."

"You're the one behind this?" You gasp. "You're the reason I lost my memory?!"

"I should've known!" PewDie cries out.

"She's very dear to you—this, I know. With her, I have power over you." He places his sword against your neck again, caressing your cheek with his thumb. You flinch. "But you're wrong, Stephano. I can kill her anytime I want."