Sunday, 4 January 2015

Chapter 2

The new-formed gang headed towards the castle at the end of the forest.

                “Open the gates!” Two celeries bellowed. The heavy gates moved slowly away from them. Esther stepped in along with the two vegetables and rabbit.

                Maids and guards of different kinds of vegetables bowed in respect as the gang waltzed by. “News sure travels fast,” the rabbit said.

                The castle was everything that the girl thought should be. Chandeliers hung on the ceiling, paintings adorned the passageways, and the intricate designs on the carpets seemed to tell a story. Finally, they came to a large room where a lady sitting atop a grand throne was deep in conversation with a couple.

                “My queen, we’ve brought the girl,” the leek said.

                The lady stopped talking and turned to face the voice. She jumped out of her seat immediately. “My! Come over here my dear!”

                The girl tip-toed over to the lady. She was greeted by a queenly smile, “Welcome, hero!”

                “Oh, please don’t call me that!” the girl was overwhelmed by all the attention.

                “But I must! You are going to be our saviour! But look how confused you are, sorry, where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Queen Cai, the queen of the Vegetable kingdom.”

                “Hello Queen Cai,” the girl offered the brightest smile she could.
               
                The couple whom the queen had been conversing with bowed to the girl. “As the royal dentist and mathematician, we shall provide you with any service you shall need!”

                “You can trust them,” the queen assured, “they’re my best aides, Zhen and Zu.”

                “I thank you for your generous treatment”, the girl said, “but if I’m the hero you so speak, what exactly am I supposed to save?”

                “Ah yes, you are unaware of the turbidity that plaques our dear land. This is Wunderland, a magical world which my father had left me. I love all these vegetables, they’re my people, I promise to rule in love and compassion. Unfortunately, my sister, Joanne, thought otherwise. She raised a rebellion which was thankfully snuffed out by my strong vegetable army. So she led the group of rebels to the other side of the country and calls herself the Queen of the Food. She aims to build an army of curry puffs, processed snacks and all the unhealthy food you can think of! It just breaks my heart.”

                “So just defeat her the same way as you did the last time,” the girl said.

                “It’s not as simple as you think,” a forlorn look fell on the face of the queen, “Recently, one of our soldiers has betrayed us and gone on to join the Food Queen. He was such a brave soldier, and caring too, who could have thought?”

                “Still, it’s just one soldier. That kind of stuff happens all the time in wars, you deceive me and I backstab you.”

                “Karl is not just an ordinary soldier. He’s the reason we won against the rebels the last time. He possesses great leadership and tactical skills. Imagine what will happen now that he has gone over to the other side! We are doomed!” The queen dug her face into her palms.
               
                “That’s why we need you,” the mathematician broke the moment of hopelessness. He pushed up his glasses so that they accentuated his steely eyes. “I have calculated that the best way to deal with the situation is to send you in as an undercover.”

                “What?” the girl cried.

                “They don’t know anything about you yet. You can just sneak in as one of their soldiers or planners. You can’t expect a vegetable to pull off that feat.”

                “Oh please help us!” the woman next to the mathematician implored, “Do you know how many horrible cavities they’re caused to my little teeth darlings?”

                “Well, I…”

                “Let me show you something,” the queen grabbed Esther’s hand, “After seeing this you will decide if you want to help us.”

                They descended a long flight of stairs and entered a room with a NO ENTRY sign. As the door swung open, the smell of manure and ammonia gnawed at Esther’s nostrils. About fifty vegetables, with battered leaves, bruised flesh and rotting stems lay on small, hard beds. “These are the lucky ones,” the queen said, trying to raise her voice above all the groaning and moaning. She punched in some buttons on a counter and a screen flipped out. A video was playing and Esther was shocked to see hundreds of vegetables and other creatures locked in cages. One of them was being strapped to a chair, with a weird yellow liquid being pumped into its arm. A scientist jabbed a syringe into the poor vegetable, drawing out fluids from it. “They managed to kidnap and take prisoner so many of our people over the duration of two weeks!”

                Esther took in the whole scene. Something in her boiled and churned. It just wasn’t right to treat living things like that. “What do you need me to do?” she asked.

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                “Take care of yourself,” Clara the rabbit said as she stuffed the last items into Esther’s waist pouch.

                “I can’t thank you enough, Esther,” the queen took the girl’s hands into hers. Her hands were warm, just like her mother’s. Esther thought about her mother back on earth, her kind eyes and sweet words. She would bake lovely mango cheesecakes for her. But it was no time to miss her family. After all, Queen Cai told her that Wunderland is operating on a completely different universe, so in her time in Wunderland, not a second has passed on earth. Besides, she believe was sent here for a reason.

                She took a deep breath. The entrance to the Food kingdom was right ahead, at the foot of the verdant slope that divided the two kingdoms. Yellow and white flags flapped in the wind. The sad, quiet brick walls seemed to scream the tragedy that lay beyond itself. Guards, armed with long baguette sticks, stood unmoving in the blistering wind. She played the whole plan in her head once again. 


                First thing to do: roll down this hill.

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