Note and Disclaimer

In honor of the movie coming out TODAY (5.19.06) i am finally posting my story. Of course, its about Silas. Dont ask me why i love him, i just do. I've been working on this for months now, and im finally transferring it. Try not to flame, but do review. This is my first fic on here! And i wont give up on it.:)

I dont own The Da Vinci Code, Silas, or any of Dan Brown's work. Obviously, i own my oc. woo.

Summary

A typical plot. A young girl is taken away by the albino monk, Silas. Poor Morgana Romero. She had no idea this was coming. After life being quite complicated and not being perfect under any circumstances, this is the least she needed. Being kidnapped. Just when things were starting to get better, BAM, the unexpected happens. Oh no, such a cliche: she gets kidnapped, they go through stuff, and end up falling in love and Silas' morals are destroyed. But just wait, because this story goes deeper than some automatic infatuation. There are certain secrets that both of these characters are hiding. The mission is set in stone, yet goes far greater than expected. Its all about being ready for anything - and being able to overcome any circumstances. And that is the biggest mission either of them will ever be on.

Ch.1

I am the great Morgana Romero, weirdo extraordinaire. Go me. And holy shit, I cant believe this. I have graduated. Mixed feelings include shock, excitement, pride, and just plain fear. The past has been rough on me. Ok, well...I'm pretty average. Average family, grades, even height. I stand at 5"6. But no one really knows what I've gone through. I'm not gonna go on whining like some emo bitch, but nothing has been easy. All my life, I've been the cute little shy girl. As i got older, the cute began to go away. Anyways, I was always the independant kid, and i guess i got lonely. Through out my childhood years, i was a great student, but i never got much attention...from anyone. I never got to bake cookies with my mom or have my dad push me on the swings. My loving-but-very-busy parents both have some really high-ranking jobs with the government...or some shit like that. I never really asked. Well, it kinda consumes their life and they are hardly home and never have free time. I studied hard in elementary school just to please them. Then i cried atleast once a weak because they never really cared. Sigh. This continued through the beginning of middle school. But then in the end of it and very beginning of high school, i decided not to care anymore. I got pretty low grades, stowed away in my privacy, and hung out with the wrong crowd. Wrong choice. Eventually, my parents noticed and had a nice talk with me. I finally pulled myself up again in the middle. I got my awesome friends, pretty good grades, and a better rep. So it doesnt sound too bad, but thats just because I'm leaving out some things that I'd rather forget. But I've moved on, even when i do hide some feelings and feel the loneliness. Dont get me wrong, my parents love me, as well as my little sister. They just dont have time. On a lighter note, i was accepted to the University of my choice. All my hard work paid off! Now all I wanna look forward to is a bright future. Maybe I'll grow out of my old self a bit. People will always remember me as that spanish girl who they didnt even know was spanish. And who was a fierce runner. But hopefully, I'll mature.

oooooo

Morgana stood leaning on the wall in the middle of a graduatee-filled house. The wild graduation party. It was nearing the 11:30 mark, and things were just heating up. Girls stubled through the crowd, guys ran all over the place, and there were many flash and full-moon occurances. The shot glass in Morgana's and was empty.

"You wanna free re-fill, babe?"

"No thanks, Ninj. Its only my second and i should wait a while."

Nina is Morgana's best friend, ever since her transformation in approx. 10th grade.

"But you got that naturaly high tolerance! You sure?"

Morgana laughed. "Positive."

The house was getting humid with all the grinding bodies. For some reason, Morgana wasnt in the mood for that. She felt that maybe this was a night to be celebrating with her family, who had offered a nice fancy dinner. She chose the crazy party. Now she was fealing some regret. And suffocation.

"I'm gonna go take some air real quick. Be right back."

She was pulled back by a firm grip.

"Morgz, i just want you to know that you mean so much to me. You have no idea how amazing these years have been with you, hun. I'm always here for ya, friends forevaaa."

Morgana smiled and fought back tears. Vodka does things to Nina, but even when she says these kind of things, they still have sincerity.

"Always and forever, yo!"

She was let go and continued on her way to the back deck.

Even at this wild party with mild intoxication, i still feel something deep within my gut. bahh.

She stood outside and let the wind mess her long black hair. She always had an issue with her hair, which seemed to not want to choose between wavy or straight. It usually wound up somewhat frizzy. Thank God for hair products. Yet, some parts remained curlier and the other a bit more tame. She was very complicated.

There was only one other person outside of the glass sliding doors. He was puking over the railing. Morgana just hoped he didnt decide to make a move on her.

Her fears came true.

The drunky slowly made his way to her. She tried to ignore him.

"Oh hey baby. Howzit goin?"

Morgana sneared. "Please leave me alone."

The guys' hands grabbed her black tank top, then made their way down to her jeans.

"Get your damn hands off me you perv!"

The guy only laughed and held on to her tighter. She could smell the beer in his breath.

"Babe, you're all mine now!"

Morgana squirmed around, trying to get free, but she didnt get anywhere. She started to panic and tried to scream for help.

"GUYS! NINJ-"

Her mouth was now covered. Just when she though there was no hope, the grip was suddenly released, with a hard thud on the ground.

"Holy shit!"

The drunky had been knocked out. She hadnt realized that someone else was standing there before she took a big sight of relief. She looked up to see a pair of pale blue eyes looking back at her emerald green one. They were almost hidden by shadow made by a hood. She jumped at the sight of him, but calmed down after realizing that he was her rescuer.

"Thank you..."

The man simply bowed his head and removed hid hood. Morgana let out a little gasp. He was white as paper. Then he swiftly grabbed her arm, did a little manoeuver, and got behind her. Her shot glass shattered on the ground.

"What the fuck are you doing!"

He spoke in a deep, accented voice. "Followe my instructions and you will remain unharmed. Now, walk."

Morgana had begun to struggle, but then felt a circular nudge at her back.

"Oh shit! Ohmygod!"

She had no other choice than to walk, tears now welling in her eyes. She wished someone beyond those sliding glass doors had witnessed this, but they were concealed by shadows. They slowly made their way to the front of the house.

oooooo

It may not have been great, but i hope you liked it! More to come soon, please R&R.