|Temple of Doom, Shorty's POV
Author: Moonlight1234 PM
The title really explains it all. I recently watched the movie and hated how even though Shorty did a lot of great stuff, they shrugged it off. I will probably get a lot of flames, but I don't care. Complete.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Friendship - Short Round & Indiana Jones - Chapters: 5 - Words: 2,246 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Published: 12-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8848819
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Author's Note: I'm so sorry, but I just hate how in the Temple of Doom, they underrate Short Round! So I had to make this, it's kind of the end of the movie differently, from Shorty's POV.
As we watched the "ceremony" I thought how disgusting this was. Burning someone to death! Yuck! But the leader just did it like he did it regularly, he probably did. When the ceremony ended, all I wanted to do was leave and forget this, but Dr. Jones said he had to get those stones, and I wasn't going to leave him.
He had slipped down his whip and gotten across a crevice when Willie was asking me something. Right before I answered, someone put their hand over my mouth. I struggled and thrashed, but it was use. These men were too strong for me.
They had carried me away to a cage, and I waited there with two other boys. One was completely silent, the other was yammering on about "drink the blood and serve". Creepy, I decided not to ask until I saw Dr. Jones. Dr. Jones, I respected him like a father.
Every other kid had told their father they loved them, but I never had the chance. Sure, my father was still my father, but Dr. Jones was much better than mine.
Then he was shoved roughly into the cage with me.
"Dr. Jones!" I said, happy not to be alone, and happy he wasn't dead.
"Shorty, who are these two?" He asked, looking at the two kids.
"They make you drink the blood of the Chakra, and then you go into a nightmare." (A/N I did not understand what word this kid said, so don't flame me!)
Outwardly, I just stared, but inside I was shaking. Then two men took me and Dr. Jones to a small room, and they chained up Dr. Jones. I tried to get to him, I really did! But when the man got that skullish cup, I freaked out, remembering what the kid had said about it being a nightmare, but worse.
Just as they raised it to his lips, I cried out. "Fight it, Dr. Jones! Fight it!" I would not lose him; I needed his help to save Willie and these kids.
I guess he heard, because he spit back out in the man's face (A/N My favorite scene in the whole movie!) and the man did not take kindly to that. One of his assistants made turn around, and they whipped him with his own whip! (A/N Okay, did I see this correctly?) Then they whipped me too. I could deal with the pain, as long as Dr. Jones was not put to the same fate as the man who burnt to death.
Then, once the man was done, he turned me around, and I watched them force Dr. Jones to drink it. I saw it go down his throat, but still I hoped he could fight it. Couldn't he breathe through his nose, and then spit it out? But it went down his throat.
Then they took him off to a room, and me to the mines.
With all those other kids in the mine, it made me feel sick. How could anyone do this to innocent kids? But still, when no one was looking, I hammered my chains, desperate to find my friends.
There is a chapter two, guys!