A/N: YOU MUST READ THIS!!!!!!!!I'm sooooo sorry for leaving you guys hanging for so long. You guys just have to understand...I've had total writer's block! Anyway, I finally had inspiration, and now, for some strange reason, I know exactly how this whole thing is gonna go. Isn't that strange? And I'm not kidding, the whole story came to me in a rush, in about a minute. My brain was frying from overload. Anyway, I have a few warnings...this story is not going to be as light and jokey as the last one. It might not be the Suze you're used to. This story will get very dark, very fast. I may change the rating to R later on, because of some cursing and sexuality. I'm debating that, but it would definetly make the story have more of the effect I'm looking for. Give me some feedback in your reviews, ok? Well...I tried to make it light and jokey, but I just couldn't. It screwed the whole thing up...so...well, I hope I haven't scared anyone away. Please just read the first chapter, I've talked too long...
Angel Wings -- Chapter 1
"My son, what have you done? You have promised yourself to one of…of…them???"
"Relax, father. I -"
"I cannot relax! You are the Unholy One! You must wed yourself to a suitable partner! Not that - that rubbish."
"She is not rubbish! She is the most amazingly beautiful creature…"
*Susannah……..
"And if you cannot see how exquisite she truly is…her fiery spirit, her body, her soul…"
*Susannah……..
"Then you will indeed never understand why I will make her mine. Father, I am going back to the land of the humans…the time has come for me to take her for my own…she has been spending too much time with that weakling ghost boyfriend of hers…"
*Susannah…….wake up…….
Paul suddenly turned to look at me. The whole place was covered in shadows, and I couldn't see who he was speaking to, but I knew who it was. I knew all too well.
Paul started walking towards me. It felt like I was tied to something. I couldn't move…
"Suze, it's time." Paul smiled. "It's time for our eternity to begin. Time to recreate the universe for ourselves. You and me, Suze. You and me, forever…" He leaned towards me…it was that kiss…the one he gave me every night…
His soft lips touched mine. And suddenly, it was all over. The binds that tied me fell loose, and a different kind replaced them. I looked at Paul, and I knew I would never see Jesse again. I knew that I was Paul's property now, for him to use and control as he pleased.
And he knew it too, and he smiled…
*Susannah, you must return to this world now……..
My eyes opened. I sat up quickly and looked around me in shock. It was two in the morning. I was covered in a sheen of sweat, and breathing hard, my heart still thumping. I untangled myself from the twisted sheets and stood up, trembling. That was the dream I had been having for weeks now. Weeks of reliving the moment that for some reason, I knew was coming.
Soon.
That was when I realized I wasn't alone in my room. There was a presence standing in the corner of my room. Definitely not Jesse, too shadowy.
"Sorry to wake you, Susannah. I had to bring you out of that world before you were too far gone…" The voice was that of a woman, soft and vaguely familiar.
"Who the hell are you?" I demanded. Hey, I wasn't currently in the mood for visitors, in case you couldn't tell.
"If you knew, you would murder me."
"Are you the heir to the Dark Throne?" I asked, the slightest hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"No."
"Then we shouldn't have a problem."
The lady chuckled, and a chill ran down my spine. I thought of calling Jesse, but decided against it. "Very well," the lady said, and stepped towards where I would be able to see her by moonlight.
My jaw dropped in simultaneous shock and rage. "Not you again, you #####!" I took a step towards her, ready to kick some ghost - er - demon butt. "You were supposed to be dead!"
She chuckled again. "Demons don't die easily."
I smirked at her. "I bet I could prove you wrong." Oh yeah, I'm tough now - challenging a powerful demon at night in my pajamas makes me real special.
"Relax, Susannah. I'm not here to harm anyone. A lot has happened to me in the two years since we last met. I'm not who I used to be."
I frowned at her, but lowered my fists. "So why are you here?"
Bianca looked down. "I've come to ask if I could join you."
What the hell…?
"Join me?" I asked.
"You may not know this, Susannah -" I really wished she would quit calling me that, and just call me Suze like normal people - "but something terrible is about to happen. The Unholy One has been gathering much power. If he were to appear, for example, in your room right now, you would be powerless against him, even in your Light form. Much unlike your last meeting."
I shivered. I didn't want to remember our last meeting.
"The Dark forces have been multiplying rapidly." Her eyes focused sharply on mine. I glared back boldly. "At this moment, Paul wants nothing more than to have you for himself. That is his goal before all else, even ruling the cosmos. And right now, there is absolutely nothing to stop him from reaching that goal. Not you, me, or your boyfriend. He has reached a level of power not surpassed even by his father, the great anti-Christ. And if you do not accept my help now, I'm very sorry, but you are one stupid little girl."
I sat back down on my bed, feeling numb. Crap…for two years…two glorious years…I had had peace. When I woke up the morning after that horrible night, my life was complete. Jesse loved me. For two whole years, not one ghost had bothered me. You read that right. Not one. I would have thought I had lost my powers had it not been for the fact I could still see Jesse. It didn't make much sense to me, but I didn't question it. It was a gift. I was a normal girl, for the first time in my life. Besides the fact that my boyfriend was dead, that is. And he is my boyfriend - somehow or other, we've been making it work. It's a tentative relationship, almost like an unspoken agreement between Jesse and I. But god, being with him is the ultimate happiness…if only he were alive…
I had almost forgotten about all the mediator stuff, the bad experience, everything, like it was a bad dream I had woken up from…until a few weeks ago. That's when the nightmares of him started. The ones where he would own me…and I started seeing ghosts all over the place again. Only…they weren't normal ghosts. They didn't want help. They didn't glow. And they were very violent. I knew what they really were. I was just afraid to say it.
And I knew Bianca was one of them.
So I looked her squarely in the eyes. "Why do you want to help me?"
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I can't explain it to you…but you must be protected at all costs. You are the one who will safe us all…"
Great. Just dandy.
"What makes you think you can protect me form Paul?" I said grimly. This was horrible. I was so happy, and now my life was about to become a living hell again. No, not again…much, much worse than before.
"It's not just me," she said. She moved to the bay window and sat down. "It's me and a small army of demons and angels. We're not powerful individually…but together we could hold back Paul, giving our lives if necessary."
I was really surprised at this. "Am I…really that important??? That you guys would die protecting me???"
She looked at me, and there was something so solemn and determined about her eyes, as she said, "You have no idea."
I shivered. This was too much. I didn't want an army of bodyguards to protect me from a psychotic demon prince. I wanted to be a beautiful, popular girl, with Jesse as my boyfriend…alive. That's all I wanted. That's all!
I shook my head, closing my eyes against this weird new reality. "No," I said, disbelieving of all this. I wanted to die and end it all. "No, this isn't happening. This isn't happening!"
Bianca stood. "Yes it is happening. And don't even think of 'dying and ending it all'."
I glared at her, furious. "How do I know you're really on my side? You could be working for Paul! What happened to you that made you good all of a sudden?"
"I…" Her hands dropped to her sides, and suddenly the passion that was there a second ago vanished. "I…they…tortured…" Her eyes were brimming with…tears?
"I'm…sorry. I didn't mean to bring back bad memories…" I really meant that, too.
She smiled sadly. "It's alright, don't worry about it. The most important thing now is keeping you safe." She suddenly looked out the window, towards the moon. Then she smiled again, only it looked more mischievous than sad. "I better leave…your boyfriend is coming."
Before I could say goodbye, she was gone. And a second later, Jesse materialized where she had just been standing, the moonlight casting a soft glow over him, making him appear even hotter than usual. But I couldn't think about that now.
I ran into his arms, and I let out the choked sob that had been gripping me for several minutes now. "Jesse," I said, my voice quivering. This was all wrong. All wrong.
He wrapped his arms around me, strong and reassuring. "What is it querida?" His voice was worried and surprised. "What happened?"
"It's - Paul -" I managed to get out.
"WHAT? PAUL? I THOUGHT HE WAS GONE!!!" I had to giggle. He was so cute when he was jealous.
"Relax, Jesse." I sighed, and sat back down on my bed, Jesse sitting beside me. I grabbed his hand, holding it tightly, and he laced his fingers in between mine. I sighed again. I was so deeply in love with Jesse. It was horrible, this sweet torture…
"There was somebody in your room just now," Jesse said, breaking our silence. "I felt it. That's why I came."
"It was…Bianca."
"Bianca? Isn't that…"
He looked like he was about to explode again, so I interrupted him. "Yeah, it's her, but she's changed…"
"Oh…" Jesse looked at me, his black eyes looking confused. "What do you mean?"
"She said she's been through a lot since we last saw her. When I pressed the subject…it just seemed like a painful topic for her."
Jesse looked at me, his face devoid of emotion. "What else did she say? I'm sure she wasn't here for a midnight chat, Susannah."
"No," I said smiling. "She was here to tell me that she and an army of angels and demons were going to protect me."
Jesse's eyebrows rose, and a small smile flickered on his lips. "Okaaay…"
"She said they had to protect me from Paul."
The smile disappeared, and was replaced by a scowl.
"She said…that Paul has been gathering power…that he's more powerful than the anti-Christ himself…" I was talking so low now that Jesse leaned over to hear. "That - that he wants above all else - even above ruling the universe - to have…me."
Jesse jumped off of my bed as if it had just caught fire. "What?"
"She said that he's so powerful now that…nothing could really stop him, unless her entire army went at him at the same time…"
Jesse looked at me with a discernable expression. But I didn't need to see it in his eyes. Because I heard it in his voice when he said in the softest, most vulnerable sounding voice I had ever heard him use, "Nombre de Dios…"
A/N: OK, REVIEW TIME!!!! I need to know what you guys thing of how this is going so far. Do you think I'm crazy? Do you think I'm a genius? I NEED TO KNOW TO MAKE THIS A GOOD STORY, PEOPLE! God it's hard living up to the standards the last story made for me. I didn't expect people to like it. I thought it sucked! Well, anyway, just review. And don't expect me to pump those chapters out as fast as I did last time, alright. *sigh*...well, I'm not a machine! Just review. Now.
Angel Wings -- Chapter 1
"My son, what have you done? You have promised yourself to one of…of…them???"
"Relax, father. I -"
"I cannot relax! You are the Unholy One! You must wed yourself to a suitable partner! Not that - that rubbish."
"She is not rubbish! She is the most amazingly beautiful creature…"
*Susannah……..
"And if you cannot see how exquisite she truly is…her fiery spirit, her body, her soul…"
*Susannah……..
"Then you will indeed never understand why I will make her mine. Father, I am going back to the land of the humans…the time has come for me to take her for my own…she has been spending too much time with that weakling ghost boyfriend of hers…"
*Susannah…….wake up…….
Paul suddenly turned to look at me. The whole place was covered in shadows, and I couldn't see who he was speaking to, but I knew who it was. I knew all too well.
Paul started walking towards me. It felt like I was tied to something. I couldn't move…
"Suze, it's time." Paul smiled. "It's time for our eternity to begin. Time to recreate the universe for ourselves. You and me, Suze. You and me, forever…" He leaned towards me…it was that kiss…the one he gave me every night…
His soft lips touched mine. And suddenly, it was all over. The binds that tied me fell loose, and a different kind replaced them. I looked at Paul, and I knew I would never see Jesse again. I knew that I was Paul's property now, for him to use and control as he pleased.
And he knew it too, and he smiled…
*Susannah, you must return to this world now……..
My eyes opened. I sat up quickly and looked around me in shock. It was two in the morning. I was covered in a sheen of sweat, and breathing hard, my heart still thumping. I untangled myself from the twisted sheets and stood up, trembling. That was the dream I had been having for weeks now. Weeks of reliving the moment that for some reason, I knew was coming.
Soon.
That was when I realized I wasn't alone in my room. There was a presence standing in the corner of my room. Definitely not Jesse, too shadowy.
"Sorry to wake you, Susannah. I had to bring you out of that world before you were too far gone…" The voice was that of a woman, soft and vaguely familiar.
"Who the hell are you?" I demanded. Hey, I wasn't currently in the mood for visitors, in case you couldn't tell.
"If you knew, you would murder me."
"Are you the heir to the Dark Throne?" I asked, the slightest hint of sarcasm in my voice.
"No."
"Then we shouldn't have a problem."
The lady chuckled, and a chill ran down my spine. I thought of calling Jesse, but decided against it. "Very well," the lady said, and stepped towards where I would be able to see her by moonlight.
My jaw dropped in simultaneous shock and rage. "Not you again, you #####!" I took a step towards her, ready to kick some ghost - er - demon butt. "You were supposed to be dead!"
She chuckled again. "Demons don't die easily."
I smirked at her. "I bet I could prove you wrong." Oh yeah, I'm tough now - challenging a powerful demon at night in my pajamas makes me real special.
"Relax, Susannah. I'm not here to harm anyone. A lot has happened to me in the two years since we last met. I'm not who I used to be."
I frowned at her, but lowered my fists. "So why are you here?"
Bianca looked down. "I've come to ask if I could join you."
What the hell…?
"Join me?" I asked.
"You may not know this, Susannah -" I really wished she would quit calling me that, and just call me Suze like normal people - "but something terrible is about to happen. The Unholy One has been gathering much power. If he were to appear, for example, in your room right now, you would be powerless against him, even in your Light form. Much unlike your last meeting."
I shivered. I didn't want to remember our last meeting.
"The Dark forces have been multiplying rapidly." Her eyes focused sharply on mine. I glared back boldly. "At this moment, Paul wants nothing more than to have you for himself. That is his goal before all else, even ruling the cosmos. And right now, there is absolutely nothing to stop him from reaching that goal. Not you, me, or your boyfriend. He has reached a level of power not surpassed even by his father, the great anti-Christ. And if you do not accept my help now, I'm very sorry, but you are one stupid little girl."
I sat back down on my bed, feeling numb. Crap…for two years…two glorious years…I had had peace. When I woke up the morning after that horrible night, my life was complete. Jesse loved me. For two whole years, not one ghost had bothered me. You read that right. Not one. I would have thought I had lost my powers had it not been for the fact I could still see Jesse. It didn't make much sense to me, but I didn't question it. It was a gift. I was a normal girl, for the first time in my life. Besides the fact that my boyfriend was dead, that is. And he is my boyfriend - somehow or other, we've been making it work. It's a tentative relationship, almost like an unspoken agreement between Jesse and I. But god, being with him is the ultimate happiness…if only he were alive…
I had almost forgotten about all the mediator stuff, the bad experience, everything, like it was a bad dream I had woken up from…until a few weeks ago. That's when the nightmares of him started. The ones where he would own me…and I started seeing ghosts all over the place again. Only…they weren't normal ghosts. They didn't want help. They didn't glow. And they were very violent. I knew what they really were. I was just afraid to say it.
And I knew Bianca was one of them.
So I looked her squarely in the eyes. "Why do you want to help me?"
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I can't explain it to you…but you must be protected at all costs. You are the one who will safe us all…"
Great. Just dandy.
"What makes you think you can protect me form Paul?" I said grimly. This was horrible. I was so happy, and now my life was about to become a living hell again. No, not again…much, much worse than before.
"It's not just me," she said. She moved to the bay window and sat down. "It's me and a small army of demons and angels. We're not powerful individually…but together we could hold back Paul, giving our lives if necessary."
I was really surprised at this. "Am I…really that important??? That you guys would die protecting me???"
She looked at me, and there was something so solemn and determined about her eyes, as she said, "You have no idea."
I shivered. This was too much. I didn't want an army of bodyguards to protect me from a psychotic demon prince. I wanted to be a beautiful, popular girl, with Jesse as my boyfriend…alive. That's all I wanted. That's all!
I shook my head, closing my eyes against this weird new reality. "No," I said, disbelieving of all this. I wanted to die and end it all. "No, this isn't happening. This isn't happening!"
Bianca stood. "Yes it is happening. And don't even think of 'dying and ending it all'."
I glared at her, furious. "How do I know you're really on my side? You could be working for Paul! What happened to you that made you good all of a sudden?"
"I…" Her hands dropped to her sides, and suddenly the passion that was there a second ago vanished. "I…they…tortured…" Her eyes were brimming with…tears?
"I'm…sorry. I didn't mean to bring back bad memories…" I really meant that, too.
She smiled sadly. "It's alright, don't worry about it. The most important thing now is keeping you safe." She suddenly looked out the window, towards the moon. Then she smiled again, only it looked more mischievous than sad. "I better leave…your boyfriend is coming."
Before I could say goodbye, she was gone. And a second later, Jesse materialized where she had just been standing, the moonlight casting a soft glow over him, making him appear even hotter than usual. But I couldn't think about that now.
I ran into his arms, and I let out the choked sob that had been gripping me for several minutes now. "Jesse," I said, my voice quivering. This was all wrong. All wrong.
He wrapped his arms around me, strong and reassuring. "What is it querida?" His voice was worried and surprised. "What happened?"
"It's - Paul -" I managed to get out.
"WHAT? PAUL? I THOUGHT HE WAS GONE!!!" I had to giggle. He was so cute when he was jealous.
"Relax, Jesse." I sighed, and sat back down on my bed, Jesse sitting beside me. I grabbed his hand, holding it tightly, and he laced his fingers in between mine. I sighed again. I was so deeply in love with Jesse. It was horrible, this sweet torture…
"There was somebody in your room just now," Jesse said, breaking our silence. "I felt it. That's why I came."
"It was…Bianca."
"Bianca? Isn't that…"
He looked like he was about to explode again, so I interrupted him. "Yeah, it's her, but she's changed…"
"Oh…" Jesse looked at me, his black eyes looking confused. "What do you mean?"
"She said she's been through a lot since we last saw her. When I pressed the subject…it just seemed like a painful topic for her."
Jesse looked at me, his face devoid of emotion. "What else did she say? I'm sure she wasn't here for a midnight chat, Susannah."
"No," I said smiling. "She was here to tell me that she and an army of angels and demons were going to protect me."
Jesse's eyebrows rose, and a small smile flickered on his lips. "Okaaay…"
"She said they had to protect me from Paul."
The smile disappeared, and was replaced by a scowl.
"She said…that Paul has been gathering power…that he's more powerful than the anti-Christ himself…" I was talking so low now that Jesse leaned over to hear. "That - that he wants above all else - even above ruling the universe - to have…me."
Jesse jumped off of my bed as if it had just caught fire. "What?"
"She said that he's so powerful now that…nothing could really stop him, unless her entire army went at him at the same time…"
Jesse looked at me with a discernable expression. But I didn't need to see it in his eyes. Because I heard it in his voice when he said in the softest, most vulnerable sounding voice I had ever heard him use, "Nombre de Dios…"
A/N: OK, REVIEW TIME!!!! I need to know what you guys thing of how this is going so far. Do you think I'm crazy? Do you think I'm a genius? I NEED TO KNOW TO MAKE THIS A GOOD STORY, PEOPLE! God it's hard living up to the standards the last story made for me. I didn't expect people to like it. I thought it sucked! Well, anyway, just review. And don't expect me to pump those chapters out as fast as I did last time, alright. *sigh*...well, I'm not a machine! Just review. Now.