DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of The Royals characters, however I own some original characters that you'll get to know them one by one.

So I'm here with a new Royals fanfic...

I have high hopes for this story, just like Hypnotic, and I hope you all have a blast reading this!

Here We Go:

Chapter1_Hell

"Your Majesty, there's…" Lucius started but the Queen interrupted him angrily: "I don't have time for this. You know that I have a spa appointment, Lucius." She gave him a look but Lucius pushed: "But it concerns the Princess."

The Queen kept walking and rolled her eyes before asking: "What the hell did she do this time?" Lucius paused for a moment and it actually worried her but then he quickly answered: "She's disappeared." Helena stopped dead in her tracks and Lucius had to control himself so he wouldn't crash into her.

"What do you mean she's disappeared? It's nothing new. She'll probably wake up in the middle of nowhere and fly back in a couple of days." She reasoned with her right hand man but his answer wasn't what she wanted to hear: "That's what I've been trying to tell you… She's been gone for five days, Your Majesty."

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"Hello? Anybody here?" Eleanor screamed again for what it seemed like the hundredth time but still no answer. She grunted with frustration and tried to kick the chair she was tied to but she failed again. Her hands and legs were tightly bound and she was blindfolded but she was not going to give up.

She kept telling herself that soon someone would show up and explain that this was all a mistake and she was free to leave. Or maybe they would be willing to trade her with her mother; she would gladly give up the Queen if that's what they wanted.

But the problem was there was no 'they' yet. She didn't know who was holding her hostage, why they were doing this, and what they wanted from her. And whoever they were, she knew they had some balls to kidnap the Princess of England.

And just like that, she heard a door get opened and gasped uncontrollably. A quiet chuckle reached her ear and her whole body shivered in response. Footsteps reached her and circled around her chair and even though she wanted to say something, her mouth was tightly shut.

She heard the door close and figured there was more than one person in the room, if they were in a room at all. A voice whispered right near her ear and she couldn't help but jump a bit and earn his laughter: "How's my favorite Princess?"

Eleanor only managed to notice that the man's voice was not familiar and that he was definitely British, before he spoke up again: "So I assume you have a lot of questions for me, isn't that right?" He paused, like he wanted her to answer but she couldn't.

He went on: "Have you gone mute, Your Highness?! Because I'm pretty sure I heard you, loud and clear, a couple of moments ago." Eleanor cleared her throat and tried to stay calm when she asked: "Who are you?"

The man sighed and answered playfully: "Didn't I ask you a question? You should answer me first, huh?" Eleanor rolled her eyes behind her closed eyelids and huffed: "Yes. I have lots of questions. And one of them is who the hell are you?"

She heard a distinct chuckle, coming from behind her, and she shivered thinking about how amusing this must be for the two of them. The man answered mockingly: "I'm… what can I say? I'm the Robin Hood of this generation… Batman even, except the fact that I don't have a cool car."

Eleanor couldn't stop herself from trying to kick the man and of course they both started laughing. The man started circling around her again and explained: "We don't accept violence around here… You should learn that, moving forward."

Eleanor chuckled bitterly and for the first time, said confidently: "Just so you know, I'm not going to be here for long." Another damn chuckle. Eleanor lost her cool immediately and shouted: "I'm not FUCKING joking! STOP LAUGHING!"

Soon the only sound around them was the sound of her rapid breaths and nothing else. She tried to take deep breaths to calm herself down again but she was failing. The fact that she couldn't see what was going on or that she couldn't move was driving her beyond mad.

Finally the man announced: "I don't have a lot of time to waste on you so I'm going to make this short, Princess. You're staying here, as long as I want, and no one is going to find you, until I say so. After you served your purpose, you're free to go. But until then, you better shut that pretty mouth of yours, alright?"

Eleanor's hands were bound but she could still manage to give him the finger. The man annoyingly chuckled again and said: "We won't be seeing each other anytime soon. For now, this guy right here, is going to handle you."

Eleanor snorted: "It would be more useful if I could see his damn face, you know." The man clicked his tongue and said: "That's his choice. Right, Jasper?" Eleanor frowned as the man called the second guy's name easily in front of her and he explained without being asked: "It's a fake name, Princess, don't sweat it."

Eleanor stayed silent and after a quick moment, the man said: "Can't wait to see you again, Your Highness. Later." Eleanor wanted to punch him in the face but sadly she didn't have the ability to do so at the moment.

She heard the door open and close behind him but she could clearly feel the second guy's presence near her. She gulped before hesitantly asking: "Jasper?" The guy didn't answer quickly which made her think he wasn't going to, but then she finally heard his voice: "Yes?"

Eleanor whined tiredly: "Can you get this blindfold off of me? Or untie me? Please, I can't take it anymore." Strangely, she felt like pleading would work on this guy, who clearly wasn't a show-off like the other one.

She could feel his hesitation, hanging in the air, and pushed: "I swear, I won't identify you or anything. I just… I wanna see…" She heard his footsteps coming towards her and right when she was about to smirk, thinking that she was going to get her way, he said: "You need to be relocated. Until then, no sightseeing, Princess."

Eleanor pouted without wanting to and heard his soft chuckle, which to her surprise, wasn't as annoying as the first guy. She tried to push her luck and asked: "Can you at least tell me why I'm here? Are you the anti-monarchs? What do you want to do with me? And… why do you have an American accent?"

Jasper sighed behind her and said: "My friend already told you. You have a purpose to fulfil and you just have to sit around and wait for time to pass. It's not that hard, you know. You don't need to worry about who we are. And… regarding my accent, well, that's really none of your business."

Eleanor sighed frustrated before asking not so politely: "Well, can you get on with that relocating? I'm also fucking starving, you know." She heard him whisper to himself: "And probably would kill for some drugs right now…" Eleanor shouted: "Go fuck yourself!"

There was a shift in the air and suddenly he was grabbing her chin and if she wasn't blindfolded, she would be staring right into his eyes. Eleanor ordered: "Get your hand off me. NOW." She heard his calm whisper right in front of her: "And if I don't…?"

Eleanor went to say something but there was a loud knock on the door and Jasper pulled his hand away quickly. Eleanor felt her chin burn but tried not to think much of it and concentrated on what was happening.

Someone shouted from outside: "We're ready, boss." Jasper didn't say anything in response and she could feel him standing in front of her, watching her. He took a couple of steps towards her and suddenly she felt a sting in her neck.

Before she could scream or even remotely respond, she felt her body go numb and the last thing she heard was: "Sleep tight, Princess…"

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Someone was calling her name and she could hear it echoing around in her aching head but she wasn't able to respond. She readied herself for not being able to see or being tied to a chair again but then she felt the softness of a mattress under her and it was enough surprise for her to open her eyes quickly.

Sunlight almost blinded her but as soon as she relaxed, her eyes landed on a boy not much older than she was, staring right at her. And even though the whole world seemed to spin, she managed to stare into his deep blue eyes.

And then he called her name again and she finally snapped out of her haze and sat up on the bed. The movement caught the boy off-guard but he kept his cool and asked: "Are you feeling dizzy, Princess?" Eleanor nodded silently, fully knowing the handsome boy in front of her was Jasper.

Jasper grabbed the bottle on the nightstand and offered it to her saying: "Take this. It's good for you." Eleanor hesitated and Jasper laughed before asking: "Don't you think if we wanted to hurt you, we would've done it already?" Eleanor grabbed the bottle and took a swig before she could think it through and then gave it to him.

Jasper put the bottle back on the table and explained calmly: "This is your room now, Princess. The door's going to be locked but don't worry, we bring you meals and snacks so you won't starve. The back door leads to your bathroom and I put some clothes for you in the closet as well. The TV works so you wouldn't get bored. Anything you wanna ask me?"

Eleanor was staring at him wide-eyed, trying to take in what she had just heard but Jasper stood up and went to the door before saying: "The food will be here in ten minutes. Better wash up, Princess." Eleanor was suddenly filled with rage and grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at him but Jasper grabbed it without any effort and threw it back on the bed.

Eleanor roared: "You can't do this to me. You can't. I'm the PRINCESS!" Jasper gave her a look and said: "It seems that we can. I'll see you around, Princess." With that, he left and she heard the door being locked and she screamed long after he was gone: "You CAN'T keep me here. Do you hear me? YOU CAN'T!"

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Jasper turned out to be very punctual when someone knocked on her door ten minutes later. She didn't answer but the door got opened anyway and a masked man walked in, holding a large tray. He silently reached the table and put the tray on it and went to leave.

Eleanor felt the urge to throw the tray on the floor and prove a point but she was too hungry to do so. Her eyes were on the warm Chicken Penne Alfredo when the man locked the door again. She grabbed the fork and started to dig in.

Minutes later, she was sitting on the floor, leaning against the small bed, thinking about how drastic her life had changed in a few days. The only thing she remembered was going to that damn party in Manchester. She was drinking and dancing as usual but then she remembered nothing.

She was sure they had drugged her, the way Jasper did earlier, but she didn't know how long they were holding her unconscious. She tugged on the black top she was wearing that night and felt the need to get rid of it.

Her eyes landed on the bathroom door and soon she was up and looking through the closet. There were two clean towels, along with a couple of shirts, jeans, and dresses. Eleanor almost blushed when she saw a few pair of underwear exactly her size.

She remembered Jasper saying that 'he' put some clothes inside the closet himself and somehow she felt ashamed. But she tried not to think about the color of her cheeks and picked a towel and went inside the bathroom.

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The sun was setting when she finally lied down on her new bed. Her body was still a bit humid from the hot shower and she could smell the vanilla soap on her skin and in the midst of all that was going on, she smiled.

Her little window wasn't showing her much, except a bunch of trees, an abandoned tree house, and the sun, of course. She closed her eyes and thought about how different her life was just before this and how she had always took her freedom for granted.

She was filled with the same rage and frustration that she was dealing with in the last few hours and the urge to punch herself got more and more appealing to her but then she heard someone opening the door and quickly sat on the bed.

Jasper walked in calmly, holding a tray, and closed the door behind him with his foot. He took a look at her and then the empty tray and even though he tried to hide it, she saw him smile a bit. He put the new tray that was full of snacks on the table and grabbed the old one.

Eleanor noticed his eyes on her choice of outfit and frowned before saying: "The hell you're looking at?" Jasper shrugged and said: "Out of all the clothes in the closet, Princess, you chose this?" Eleanor took a quick look at herself and saw nothing wrong. She was wearing a white top with black shorts and her hair was let down. She thought she looked good but apparently Jasper had other ideas, and she didn't like it.

Jasper shook his head and went to leave but then Eleanor called his name before she could stop herself: "Jasper?" He turned around and asked: "Yeah?" Eleanor tried to analyze what was coming out of her mouth but it turned out to be pointless: "Who are you?"

Her question caught him off-guard but he didn't let it get to him. He simply answered: "A nobody…" And left the room and locked the door behind him and Eleanor let her body hit the mattress as his answer echoed through her mind.

As she started thinking about what was going to happen tomorrow or how long she was going to stay a prisoner with him, her mind decided that she needed a break, and soon sleep took over her like she knew that she had only the night to savor because tomorrow, she had to face everything…

So... What did you think?

This idea was stuck in my head for a long time, and now I'm going to play with it!

Don't forget to leave a review! ;)

Love,

S