Hello, this is my first "Pride and Prejudice" fanfiction. This story is going to be a two chapter one-shot. Hope you like it and a word of advice, reviews are good, flames are not! If I see any reviews containing flames I will not hesitate to delete them. Also, this story contains paranormal elements, if that is not your cup of tea, please click away and return to a simpler way of life. That is all. Enjoy the story!
"Help! Help! Someone help!" came the screams of a maid. The frantic woman ran all the way up the steps of the grand estate of Pemberley, desperate for someone to come to her aid. Fitzwilliam Darcy, Master of Pemberley, heard the screams from inside his study. He stood from his chair, opened the door and bellowed, "What is going on?!" Mrs. Reynolds, his housekeeper, stopped in her tracks and turned to face her Master. "It's Mrs. Darcy, Sir. She ventured out into the gardens with Miss. Georgianna but never returned to the house." "What?! How did this happen? Is my sister alright?" Darcy asked, panic laced within his voice. "Miss. Georgianna is fine, Sir; but I fear for Mrs. Darcy." The housekeeper said with her head bowed.
The Master of Pemberley then rushed out of his study, yelling for someone to ready his horse, praying beyond hope that his Elizabeth is not harmed. As soon as a horse was retrieved from the stables, Darcy mounted the steed and took off, galloping at top speed toward the gardens. When he got there, he screamed Elizabeth's name over and over but got no response. Darcy then turned his horse around and rode out of the gardens and toward the nearby forest. As he entered the forest, he slowed his horse down so that he can hear all the sounds of the wood and perhaps he can hear his beloved wife calling out for help.
After what seemed like an eternity of searching, Darcy came into a clearing. He could then see someone tied to a large boulder. Darcy urged his horse into a gallop to get a closer look and he gasped in shock at the unfortunate victim. It was his Elizabeth! She appeared to be knocked unconscious with something but there were no visible scars or wounds on her person. Darcy dismounted and ran toward his wife, gently shaking her shoulders and calling her name. Lizzy groaned softly and slowly opened her eyes. "Will, why are you here? Where am I? Why am I tied to this boulder?" Lizzy asked her husband with confusion. Darcy didn't answer his wife's questions and stayed silent for quite some time because even he did not know who was behind Lizzy's abduction; but he swore that if he ever found out who it was, he would make them pay dearly for kidnapping his Elizabeth.
"All that matters, My Love, is that you are safe." Darcy said as he started to untie the ropes that kept Lizzy bound to the boulder. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came out of nowhere, blowing blades of emerald green grass every which way. A winged figure slowly descended from the skies and landed gracefully onto the ground. She was tall, so very tall. She is 6'7'' in height, though her brown high-heeled boots make her about 7' even, straight shoulder length ink black hair cascaded down her back like a black waterfall and a pair of soft, black cat ears sat atop her head that twitched as she gazed upon Darcy as he stopped untying his wife and gazed upon the vampiress with a mixture of anger and fear.
Feathery white Pegasus wings adorned her shoulder blades, making the vampiress a sight to behold. Her almond-shaped midnight blue eyes flickered with raw power as she tried to keep her emotions under control, for her powers are fueled by her emotions, one wrong move and the results would be chaotic. Her midnight blue hooded cape billowed around her, making her look bigger and intimidating, the blue rose clasp on the cape sparkled under the light of day. The vampiress's dark purple gown swished as she walked and said, "Who are you and what do you think you are doing with my prisoner?"
It took all but a second for Darcy to regain his composure as he said, "Prisoner? I think not! She is my wife, you fiendish creature!" The vampiress looked from Lizzy to Darcy and back to Lizzy again, a devious plan forming within her mind. "Wife eh? Well, what are you planning to do? Untie her from the boulder and ride out of the forest with her?" The vampiress sneered sarcastically, revealing a set of pearly white fangs behind her full blood red lips.
Darcy wanted to say a loud, resounding "Yes!" to the vampiress standing before him but he is afraid that something bad will happen if he were to grab Elizabeth and ride out of the forest as fast as they could. He couldn't risk losing Elizabeth after finally making her his and he couldn't imagine a life without his Lizzy in it. The Master of Pemberley remained silent as the vampiress smirked in satisfaction that there won't be any more trouble from the human.
Then, a carriage appeared from the forest, with two strong horses pulling the vehicle. The carriage looked like it has seen better days. The wood was fading and cracking under the weight of it's passengers and the wheels were starting to fall apart. The driver of the carriage however, looked like someone who worked in a noble household. His clothes were pristine and sewn to perfection, his white wig sitting neatly upon his head. The driver slowed the horses down and got off from the driver's seat to open the door of the carriage.
Curiouser and curiouser! Who is the mysterious woman in the carriage? What does she have to do with Lizzy's kidnapping? Can our Mr. Darcy save his beloved wife? Stay tuned for the dramatic conclusion to "The Choice"!