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Note: There are extreme thoughts of sadness and self unimportance in this part.

[I am unsure how important it might be to mention this, so I will. Everyone is important!]

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'Bring her back alive.' What does that even mean? Why would my supposed father say that? He obviously thinks I am his daughter. Why would he have to tell his commanders to bring me back alive? What kind of things have I supposedly done to deserve being spoken about in that manner, while I am in the same room nonetheless?!

I stumble onto myself as I feel the jolt of the starship move underneath me. My stomach flips many times as the gravity slowly shifts all around me.

It has not even been that long since I moved to the parallel world to live with Ike in peace.

The anger is bellowing up inside of me, faster and faster.

What kind of King does he think he is anyway? Well, obviously the King of the Dark World, but still. Ordering his daughter around like she is his pawn on the chess board? I know that princesses have duties just like any King or Queen, but having to tell his commanders to keep me alive? What kind of fleets are those who aim to kill their prisoners until their King tell them not to otherwise? If he did not tell them to keep me alive, they would drop me right here and now... with their spell on me I am powerless. They are much more experienced with magic than I anyway. They put the spell on me right away, before I even knew they were there.

I look up from my thoughts. I am being watched by the commander. A frown appears on my face and anger flashes into my eyes, "What? I am not the correct princess you know. What kind of commander puts this spell on a lady anyway?"

The commander says nothing. I try standing up, but I fall over every time I try. The gravity in the starship feels different and I did not have my magic to help stabilize me.

I feel like just any normal human, with emotions flaring up whenever they wished and not having the ability to compress them or anything. I hear a chuckle from across the room. Anger flashes in my eye again as I glare at him.

"Just as feisty as before, the way I like 'em," My mouth opens slightly.

What?! Why you...

"How dare you speak to me like that!" The commander just swipes his hand at me like he expects me to hush at his command. I feel anger boiling within me.

"Take me back home, right now!" The commander still says nothing. He motions towards me again and two of the other hooded men approach me.

"Get away from me!" The hooded men ignore me and they use their dark magic to stop me from running from them.

I can't move! They used their blasted magic on me again!

I feel anger continue to bellow inside of me as I angrily struggle against the hooded men.

"Send her to the chambers below in the ship's belly. She will stay there until we arrive,"

Chambers below? They are going to store me like I am their captured criminal?

This angers me and I continue fighting against them, trying to get them to let me go.

Even though I do not know what good it will do. They compressed my magic and we have already left the planet. Ike... I miss you. Please, find a way to save me, bring me back to you. I know you will always find your way to me, you always have.

The hooded men lead me through the many sets of sealing doors that open and close with a hiss after they punch in a door code. Further and further down, they lead me, until I finally see a darkened section of the ship fade into view before me.

When the last set of doors open in front of me, the atmosphere within the ship becomes darker and heavier. They pull me harder behind them because I had stopped once we entered the door, gawking at the sight.

This does not look like the same ship.

One of the hooded men leaves to go pick up some device sitting in what looks like a weapon holder. However, it does not look like a weapon. The man approaches me and the other one raises my arms out in front of me. I struggle to pull my arms back but they  are too strong.

They push my arms into the device until it slides all the way up to my elbows. It clamps onto me, locking my arms together out in front of me.

What is this thing?

Then the hooded men shove me into the small room that is locked by a powered door. There are no walls but there are bars blocking me from leaving. So I would be seen from anyone watching me within the darkened room.

One of the hooded men pulls out an electronic device and then some kind of image appears above the device. It is the commander on the top deck of the ship. "She is secure, sir,"

"Did you put her in the grounded module?"

"Yes sir. She is ready for the treatment,"

Wait. What treatment? What do these magicians do to their royal princesses?

"Affirmative," The commander on the holographic screen nods and proceeds to push a button on his console, "Monitor the Princess. Starting sequence now,"

"Yes sir,"

Suddenly the device on my arms begins to glow and make some kind of strange noise. A small gasp leaves my lips as I helplessly watch the device surround me with some kind of light, dark light.

What does this device do? Unless it will keep me grounded. Spells casted by a dark magician on another grows weaker as they are separated by enough distance. The magician casting the spell has to stay concentrated on it. This must be a device to punish a dark magician, but I still do not know what I have done or why they think I am their princess. Did their princess run away or something? She must look like me and have my same name, which is crazy. But, why did she run away?

The device ends its flashing and its strange noises, then goes back to idling. The hooded man brings back the hologram of the commander stationed above us.

"Affirmative, sir. It is a positive,"

"Excellent. One of you stay there, the other come back up and report," He ends the holographic call and the one who did not have the device proceeds to leave the area.

What is a positive? What is going to happen to me?

The other magician places the device on a table and starts his patrol, keeping an eye on me. There is so little space in here, I literally have to lean against the wall facing the door.

I have only a couple of feet to my right before the bars jetting from the floor and ceiling are or my left where the cold metal-like wall stands. I can not lift my arms without remembering I have that heavy device holding them together and out in front of me.

I lower it so it rests on the hard floor in front of me. The single window on the opposite side of the room is showing the vast view of space surrounding the starship, reminding me how far away from home I am.

Why do these things always happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? Here I am, locked up inside a small room blocked by bars, on board a starship, with hooded men wearing the same attire as myself, taking me to some foreign planet far away from home, thinking I am their princess, calling me a criminal and I have been grounded.

A small sigh escapes my lips as I continue staring out of the window into the depths of space.

Great. Anything else want to go wrong? Is someone just like me going to show up and make my life even worse? I would not doubt it since there has to be someone else who is the real Dark World Princess.

Every attempt I take to try to summon my magic, nothing happens. I cannot use any magic at all and my emotions are running wild inside of my mind. To replace the furious anger that was controlling me earlier is slowly being replaced by an incredible sadness and feelings of dread.

I fear the things in store awaiting me when we arrive to meet the King. I have never been without my magic before, only not being able to fully control it. Somehow, not having any magic at all is worse.

I feel so vulnerable. So exposed. Like whatever is being prepared for me is going to be worse case scenario. I have this sinking feeling inside that I am never going to see my beloved Ike ever again. I fear that worry and stress is going to take me over soon. This terrifies me to no end. I would rather be put to my end than deal with the thoughts forcing me into insanity.

Sadness. Dread. Insanity.

Insanity. The worst of the strong emotions. Insanity will be the end of me.

I fear it will consume me. And never give me back.

Poor Star. :0