All Chapters of Fighting Fate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

DANTE'S POV!!!It was nightfall, and still, the group had barely spoken. We set up camp in a clearing, the stone cup was nestled tightly in Rent's satchel.  Some of us were prepping tents, others repacking backpacks, while the rest sat and watched the fire. My eyes trailed Carrie as she stood,   "I'm going to get more firewood."It wasn't a bad excuse, almost everyone was either too busy bustling around, or too lost in thought to really notice. It had been a long day.  She began walking away, her chocolate waves looking black in the darkness. Fifteen minutes later I followed, tracking her right to end of the woods, on the bank of a deep round pound. Lilly pads lay in the water, the shiny white Lilly flowers floated next to them, glowing in the moonlight. She stood silently her head tilted to the sky. Dry pine cracked

I was so fucking tired of being kidnapped. It was doing my bloody head in."Right. I'm not doing this.""Doing what miss?" I looked at the spindle and stood, stretching out my arms. "I am so sick of this routine. I am not going to sit and wait in this stupid dungeon for them to come to get me and tell me what they want. Fuck that."Spindle looked confused, "But, but what are you going to do miss?"I looked about the cell, "I am going to figure out how to get the hell out of here."Spindle shook his big head and sat down stubbornly in the sludge."It's unpossible miss. Completely unpossible."I smiled, "you mean impossible Spindle."He shook his head, his bunny ears dropping. "There's no im about it a miss. It's totally and truly un."I shook my head at him, and began examining the cell,

I was helped into a deep draping purple dress. It had heavy folds and a corset with black strings that tightened the top of the dress. Black ribbons crisscrossed their way up my wrists, and a black lace choker was put around my neck.  Gumbleberries had been crushed and used to stain my lips a dark purple. My hair was put up in a huge thick wedding style bun, dressed with dark purple pearls, and pieces of hair framing my face. I looked strange and dark, gothic."You look ever so pretty miss." Breathed one of the troll hand

I woke up to the crackling of a fire. My head was pounding and my entire body was in pain. Ben's back was to me, his eyes trained on the fire."Hey, Carrie." He whispered.I sat up slowly,  "what happened?" I asked, pressing my palm against my forehead.

BEN'S POVTwo days. Two days of walking and camping. But I barely noticed. Time melted, waving around us like soft silk.Carrie's link was still open, her contentment warmed my body, her happiness swirling in my chest.Her chocolate hair was thrown up into a