A.N: Alright, now I'm trying with a different story. I've been working on this in my notebook for a while. This story is rated for language, lots of blood, sex (rape and consensual). This is a Seth and Ion story, so for those who disagree with the couple: No one said you had to read it. As you can tell, I'm feeling a bit better about this since my first posting, and I can only hope it stays that way…
Disclaimer: I don't own Trinity Blood or its characters. Any unfamiliar characters are mine and not to be touched without permission.
Drakesdarktwinsister: DON'T TOUCH HER CHARACTERS! I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS IF YOU DO! Meekly and it ain't pretty.
WinterShadow (looking at her) 0.0 Okay…someone's had too many skittles…
Drakesdarktwinsister: SKITTLES?????????????? WHERE????????????????????? Runs off, comes back with Skittles Mmmmmmmmm...They taste like Frankie... (For those of you that don't get that go look at my profile... should tell ya.)
WinterShadow (sweatdrop): Oookkaayy…clears throat nervously Sorry bout that…But think about this: I have to deal with this little nut in person. Not so bad now, is it? Anyway…please enjoy my story.
Caged Passion
This was it: The event they had been planning for months.The place-to-be loomed before them, magnificent even under night's cloak. In fact, against the midnight sky, it had an almost enchanting charm.
And inside its seemingly impenetrable walls, somewhere guarded, precious, and beautiful, was their goal, their prize and their freedom.
"What about you, Seth? You lived at least five times longer then I have," Ion questioned, following after the leaving empress," surely you've fallen in love, even just once?"
This seemed to strike something in the crusnik. She paused at the doorway, leading out of the throne room. She sighed deeply and hung her pretty head.
"Yes, of course I have. But I've learned one thing from that experience…"she explained grimly," In reality, love only leads to heartbreak, at least for my kind. It has and always will,"
Ion fell silent at Seth's words. His young mind wondered what could have happened to make her say such things. He came up with a theory.
" Did he leave you?" he asked gently.
The empress shook her head," No, not willingly, not in the way you're thinking of…" she answered, her voice speaking of past heartache," He was killed…a long time ago, too long ago for you to have to worry…"
Once again, the blond was too shocked for words. Finally, after a few seconds, he found his voice.
"Seth…"
To his surprise, she chuckled," Don't worry, little earl, love meant for your kind. Ester is a fine girl for you but, do remember, she is queen now," she advised knowingly," Love can be dangerous with your head in the clouds…"
Without another word, she left, leaving Ion thoughtful and a bit concerned. Who knew cheerful Seth had a forlorn side? Puzzled, Ion headed towards his grandmother, who was once again posing as her Majesty. He tried to keep his actions formal so he wouldn't blow her cover.
"Majesty…" he greeted with a small bow before taking the last steps towards her.
They both lowered their voices," So…how was your talk with Seth? Did she give you pointers on winning Ester?" Mirka questioned with a soft laugh, amused by her grandson's first infatuation.
Yet, the blond didn't smile, Seth's words still clear in his mind," Yes…she did…"
The duchess tilted her wise head slightly," And? What'd she say?" she urged, a bit gravely, sensing his worry.
The earl stared at the ground bleakly and pawed at the ground lightly with his foot," Oh, you know, this and that…Grandma?"
"Yes, dear?"
He managed to meet her ruby gaze. Ion took a deep breath, thinking hard about what he was going to ask, knowing the awkwardness of the subject.
"Has her Majesty…ever told you about…her first love?"
The duchess seemed a bit surprised at first, but then her eyes took on a wise, understanding look.
"Yes, as a matter of fact she has. His name was Chigaru," Mirka informed," He was Baybars's ancestor. She knew him back when she was a teenager,"
The boy's eyes widened with awe and wonder," The Empress was young once? My age even?"
His grandmother chuckled fondly," Of course. Everyone was a child once, even Seth,"
"Wow…" Ion murmured.
He could only imagine…In fact, he tried as he looked heavenwards.
"She must have been a real cutie…"
Mirka's giggles made him realize the extent of what he said. Ion blushed bright red.
"Hey! I didn't mean it like that!" the earl corrected sheepishly," I meant I can't imagine how she must have looked back then…"
She gave him a sly look," She looked exactly the same 900 years ago. But now, she's a lot wiser, as one would always be over the centuries," she went on," Back then…Byzantium was nothing more then a small city…that is, until they put Seth in charge. She made this city what it is today: the thriving elegant capital of the Empire, her Empire,"
Ion couldn't help but look back with awe towards the door where Seth had gone.
There was a sudden commotion; the floor seemed to shake. The shocked and frightened murmurs of nobles and servants filled the great room. The doors suddenly were slammed open and small objects were thrown. Once they hit the floor gas escaped from them with a dangerous hiss and quickly enwrapped everyone in a blanket of noxious vapor.
Ion covered his mouth tightly; hoping the fumes wouldn't leak through. Nearby, his grandmother coughed delicately with the grace of a wizened noble. Mirka, being much older, found the gas harder to deal with.
The earl began coughing as well as the fumes somehow slipped past the shield of his hand. The gas stung his throat and eyes and flooded his sharp nose with a retched smell. Yet, he was too overwhelmed by it to pinpoint exactly what it smelt of. His vision darkened and his legs threatened to fail. He was barely able to register Mirka's fallen form next to the throne.
Finally, his body gave and he hit the cold marble floor with a feeble thud.
A.N: First chapter finished. Hope you liked it. R&R…Please!
