Subway Charlie was originally intended as a one off character piece but fit into a desire of mine that I have had for a long time, so I decided to take it and run with it. All future chapters/posts will be available at Underground Princes.
Her hand was frozen midway between the bag of chips and her open mouth. She blinked, once, twice, and then was broken from her stunned silence by a low rumbling overhead. "What is that?"
"We're below the main subway lines."
This seemed to calm her. The chip continued it's way to her mouth.
The crunching made my stomach growl but I continued with my explanation. "Cyrus is one of the remaining Underground Princes. There were a dozen originally, but I only know of seven of us now."
Mouth full of half chewed chip. "Us? You're one of them?" She backed away, taking the bag of chips with her.
"Yes, relax. I told you you're safe and I meant it."
She stopped backing away but did not come any closer. "So am I some kind of trophy to you now?" She asked.
I had been afraid it would come to this. "No, most of us are content with the way things are."
"What do you mean, 'the way things are'?"
"I don't know," I admitted. "We're not really sure what would happen if one of us were to take a bride. We've heard the stories..."
"But what do the stories say?" She interrupted me, but her question went unanswered.
A bright flash of light left us both seeing spots, and once our vision had finally cleared, we were no longer alone.
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