K so we're back at Mitch, k?

I looked out my window. It was close to midnight, judging to the place of the moon. I looked down to see a guard beating up a spider-jockey. That could've been me. I thought. But instead I have to stay in this stupid castle. I win the hunger games most of the time! Like, gawd! Now the guard was talking to a figure in a black cloak. The figure now whipped behind him and broke a potion bottle over his head and kicked him in the stomach. It ran away to... Gasp! NO NOT BIGGUMS! I thought. I raced downstairs with a diamond sword in my hand. "Princess! Where are you going?" Someone called as I reached the door.

"I'm gonna go save someone! Or a whole kingdom!" I screamed.

"Ok, but remember, you're Princess Mitch of Power Moves!" He yelled as I booked it away from the castle.

"Princess of Power Moves." I muttered happily.

The cloaked person did some really good wall-jumping tree parkor and I did some too. But not as good. He jumped into a window and I heard a smash like noise. No! I'm too late! I thought unhappily. I guess I'll just go and avenge him! I flew fast to him and screamed, "GRRRRAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!" With my sword out.

The guy was quicker though. He kicked me between the legs. "What, the... HELL." I whimpered.

"You asked for it Mitch." The other guy muttered.

He sounded like someone I know, I just can't put my finger on it. Another guy flew in, "Interference?" He asked in a calm voice.

"Uh, yeah. You wanna help? You can go over to the water area." The first guy suggested.

The other guy picked him up, "Uh, y-you'll blow my cover..." The one guy stuttered.

"What did I tell you?! Not Tyler, Quentin, Bodil, Mitch or Ty!" The second guy hissed.

"What? Me?" I asked confuzzledly.

"Let's. Go." The second guy pulled them off.

A snagged piece of purple fabric with a hole fluttered down. I picked it up and flew horribly to my castle. "You're ok Princess?" Someone asked urgently.

"Yeah, imma good. Hey, could you send a message to Seto saying that I'm coming to his tower tomorrow at noon?" I asked.

"Sure." The person agreed and ran off.

Good. Now we can see who that fabric belongs too. I thought.

I walked up to my room and was out cold.