FAGE Six Pack
Title: It's Only Make Believe?
Written for: Jacquel Chrissy / Claire Violet Thorpe
Written By: Laurie Whitlock
Rating: T- Em/Rose
Summary: Rosalie is a well known actress but she's never had problems with crazy fans. What happens when a mysterious man appears during her newest movie premiere and starts to follow her around? Also this story is going to be somewhat non-canon but the main pairing will be canon. Many thanks goes out to Deebelle1 for making the banner for this story, to JoyfulyetHesitantPen for pre-reading this; I love you honey for all of the help that you gave me when we got down to the wire and to Tammygrrrl for not only being my beta but for also helping me come up with ideas for these chapter.
Prompt used: In this story, a principle actor becomes infatuated with a nice cleric-all thanks to a delusion.
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The gods and goddess stood watching the pedestal in silence waiting for the three brothers to bestow the young man kneeling in front of them the gifts that came with being a cleric.
"Emmett McCarty, we hereby dub you our new cleric. Go forth and heal your brothers and sisters, and protect them from their enemies," Brother Aro spoke.
Emmett stood, bowed to the Brothers and said, "Thank you, Brother Aro, Brother Caius and Brother Marcus, for granting me the ability to become a cleric."
The Brothers just nodded their heads and Brother Caius said, "We wouldn't have it any other way. You were one of the best servants we had, and it's only fitting to grant you the gifts to go and help others of our kind."
Everyone clapped; well, almost everyone. There was one person that wasn't pleased for Emmett, and that was Demetri Apostolos. He felt that it should have been him that got the cleric position and not Emmett, a lowly farmer's son. Demetri stalked out of the chamber and went down to the basement. He took a key out of his pocket and unlocked a door to a room that only he was permitted to enter. He only opened the door enough for him to enter and quickly closed and locked it. He walked over to the table and lit the candle that he kept there.
He took a seat on the stool and opened the big worn leather book that was there. He flipped to the page he was looking for and started to gather the ingredients he needed to complete his spell, for you see, Demetri was a dark wizard. He had decided when he found out that Emmett was going to be the new cleric that he was going to cast a spell on him and that spell was going to transport him to another time and place. The spell would only work on women, but it would be nothing more than a deluded love. In order for the spell to activate, it had to be Emmett who initiated contact. If he fell in love, Demetri hoped that Emmett wouldn't even dare to try to figure out how to return to their time. Besides, he was a cleric, and clerics were renowned for their healing spells. It was unlikely Emmett would be able to figure out how to counter a time travel spell in any event.
The spell took Demetri almost half an hour to complete. Once he added in the final ingredient, it simmered, and then Demetri poured it into a flask and sneaked out of his room and went to where Emmett was staying. Demetri slipped into the room and quietly walked over to the small table by Emmett's bed. He poured the liquid into the water jug, mixed it up and slipped out of the room again.
It was nearing morning, and Demetri was stationed outside of Emmett's room waiting for him to drink the spell and be transported. He heard shuffling around in the room and that's when he opened the door a crack. He watched as Emmett dressed in his battle gear, his battle axe strapped to his back, before he poured himself a goblet of water. Emmett drank from the goblet.
There was a gasp from Emmett, a blinding light and the sound of something hitting the floor. When the light cleared Demetri saw that Emmett was nowhere around.
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"Rosalie, Rosalie, Rosalie," the fans were screaming my name as my limo pulled to a stop outside of 'TCL Chinese Theatre' for my newest movie premiere. My driver came and opened the door, I placed one high-heeled foot onto the pavement, which made the fans scream even louder, and the cameras frantically started clicking away as they tried to get the best shot of me.
"Ready, Ms. Hale?" Jacob the driver questioned.
I took a deep breath because even though I'd done this plenty of times before, I still got a little nervous. "Yes, Jake, I am," I replied.
He held out his hand, I placed mine in his and then he helped me out of the car. I was momentarily blinded by all of the flashes coming from the cameras. After blinking a few times, my eyes adjusted, and I looked behind me to make sure that my dress was out of the car before I started to walk down the red carpet.
I was the last one to arrive as was custom, but I made sure to take my time as I walked down the carpet to sign as many autographs and take pictures with my fans as I could because I knew that without them, I would be back in New York being forced to marry my father's boss's son. A real creep Royce is.
I stopped for interviews as well, having to answer the same questions over and over again. Who I was wearing, what were my thoughts on this movie, did I think that this would be the role I win an Oscar for, if I'm dating anyone and so on. I answered them all with grace and politeness. As I came to the end of the red carpet, I looked up at the billboards and gulped because it always shocked me when I saw my name in lights. At least it's better than the first time I saw my name in lights; that time, I almost fainted because I hadn't eaten anything before the premiere and it was odd to see that I actually made it after two years of doing commercials, guest appearances and walk-ons all the while working at a diner. The doors were held open for me, and after I turned around to wave to my fans, I walked into the theater.
I waited for a few minutes for my eyes to adjust, and then went with my escort down the hall and into the theater where the movie was waiting to play. I took my seat up front and waited to see what the select few would think of the movie. There had been much debate about this it even when it was in its early stages because we were turning Dungeons & Dragons into a movie. My character was going to be a very powerful sorcerer, a role that was generally for a male character, but the director wanted to change it up and have a female playing a sorcerer.
From the reactions of the fans present, this movie was going to be loved by all. We were halfway through the movie. When the cleric appeared on screen. He was played by Garrett Johnston, a very handsome man. Too bad he was already dating someone because I would have loved to be on his arm. There was a flash of blinding light, and then the theater went dark for a few minutes. When the lights turned back on, standing on the little platform in front of the screen was a man dressed in what looked to be cleric's battle gear.
Everyone was screaming and running from the seats to the exits. I was still sitting in my chair because I was too stunned to move. The man, handsome in his own right with short curly brown hair and blue eyes, was very tall and well built, and stared at me. After a few minutes, a look of recognition passed over his face. He jumped down off the little platform and started to make his way towards me. That's when my brain kicked into gear, and I jumped out of my chair and started to run for the nearest exit. The man was followed me, calling out to me, but I just kept running because I didn't want to die by the hands of a crazy fan.
The man kept calling me Sorcerer and begged me to stop so he could protect me, and I just kept running through the exit that I found while searching for someone to help me. I finally found an usher when I came to the end of the long hallway that I had been running down and asked for his assistance. The usher looked behind me, saw the man on my heels, and nodded his head. Then he took my hand and we ran down the hallway to our right until we came to the first door we saw. and after taking my hand we ran down the hallway to our right and stopped in front of a locked door. The usher quickly unlocked the door and raced inside, pulling me along with him. We had just closed and locked the door behind us when the cleric reached it, banging loudly on the metal surface and pleading to let him protect me.
"Go away. I'm not who you think I am," I hollered to him.
"I'm not confused, Sorcerer. I know who you are. You are the most powerful sorcerer of the age. We have never met, but there has to be a reason we are in the same place at the same time. I think we are supposed to work together. I just don't know why," he replied.
"You're crazy!" I shouted. "I'm not a powerful sorcerer."
"I'm not crazy," he responded, sounding bewildered. "Will you please come out so we can discuss what my appearance here might mean?"
"Hell, no, I'm not coming out! I can tell you what your appearance here means," I shrieked again, angrily this time. "That you're crazy!"
The man didn't respond, just started to bang on the door again. I had a feeling the door wouldn't hold for much longer—something had to be done. I took my cell from my clutch and dialed 911 for help. I told them the situation, and they said that they would be there momentarily. I begged them to hurry and then hung up.
Five minutes after I had called for help, I heard a commotion outside of the door. The man screamed - "I'm only trying to protect her! You have no right to restrain me!"- there were some bangs, and finally, after twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door.
"Yes?" I questioned.
"Ms. Hale, it's safe for you to come out now. We have arrested that crazed fan and taken him away," the police officer replied.
The usher moved past me and unlocked the door, stepping back to let me out. I opened the door and stepped out into the hall. The usher followed, and I turned around to thank him.
"I can't thank you enough for helping me out. If there is anything that I can do to help you in any way, please don't hesitate to ask Mr—?"
"Uley, Sam Uley. And it was my pleasure to assist you."
I gave Sam a hug and an autograph, and then left with Officer Newton. He made sure that I was in my limo and safely on my way. I let out a deep breath, grabbed the bottle of rum and mixed myself up a rum and coke and drank it. We arrived at the hotel I was staying at and went up to my room and double locked the door. I then slipped out of my dress and sank into a warm bubble bath.
After soaking for an hour, I got out, and after drying off, I got into my nightgown and went to email my friend Angela to tell her about what happened today. Once she and I finished talking and having my dinner, I logged off, made sure that the doors and windows were locked because I was still feeling jumpy and then went off to get some sleep. I was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Tomorrow was going to be another long day.