A/N: Hey guys! IM back and please read the A/N at the bottom! It's really important so please be sure to read it. Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Reign or its characters. I wish I did though.


Bash watched other people dance and swirl around the dance floor. Some women wore beautiful elegant gowns, and some other women wore puffy dresses. It was about half and half. As for the man, some wore tuxedos others wore stuff that looked like something a prince would wear. Thats how Francis looked. Like a soon to be king. As for Bash, well he tried. Over his clothing he wore a cloak. I guess you could say he looked like a king's bastard. Bash didnt mind though. The look suited him for many different reasons.

Henry came by Bash's side. "Where's Francis, son?" asked Henry.

"I dont know, dad," Bash could probably guess where he was. In a dark place on top of someone he barely met. "Why do you need him?"

"Look around, Bash," said his father. "Francis is the soon to be president of our company, but he doesnt even present himself to our clients."

Henry owned a very succesful beauty company. All Catherine's idea, of course. It is very successful though, and many of the clients are on this very dance floor.

"Besides that," Henry continued. "This place is flooded with rich beauties. Francis- and you- need to take advantage of this opportunity." How did his father know they were beautiful? They were all wearing masks.

Bash looked at his father. All Henry ever cared about was expanding his fortune. Henry returned the look.

"Well?" Henry said. "What are you waiting for? Go sweep a girl off her feet."

"I dont think-" Bash objected but Henry interrupted him.

"You dont think what? That a girl would be interested in you? Please! With your looks, that you inherited from me, and your fortune, who wouldnt be interested in you?"

'His fortune.' He knew perfectly it would all belong to Francis, but he didnt care.

"Why are you not wearing a mask?" Henry asked.

"I forgot mine at home," Bash replied. Henry took his off and handed it to Bash. Then Henry just walked off. With a sigh, Bash put the black mask on him. It only covered is eye area. You could only see his actual eyes, part of his nose and down, and of course his forehead. Bash went to look for his brother to tell him everything Henry had told him.


Kenna had finally found a parking spot. She turned her car off and then rummaged through something.

Mary looked at the building she would soon enter. A few people were still entering the building. They all looked so elegant. "Ummm, arent we supposed to be wearing masks?" asked Mary.

"That is exactly what im looking for," Kenna said. "Ah, here." Kenna pulled out a white mask. It was so beautiful. "This is for the birthday girl!" Kenna handed the mask to Mary. The mask had sticks at each end so she could easilt put it on like glasses.

"You look so beautiful, Mary!" Greer complimented Mary. Mary gave her a smile and a thank you. Kenna kept on pulling masks out of a bag and calling the name of the girl it belonged to. When they all had their masks, they got out of the car and started walking towards the beautiful building. They had to walk up some stairs to reach the entrance.

"Tickets, please," said the man at the entrance. They all handed their tickets over and made their way inside.


Bash had finally found Francis in a dark corner tucking his shirt in. "Where were you?" Bash asked.

Francis chuckled and put on his mask. "Im pretty sure we both know where I was and what I was doing." Francis looked up at Bash and chuckled once again. "You look like 'El Zorro.'"

"Oh, shut up. And what you should be doing is greeting your clients," Bash said in a annoyed voice. "Father's words."

Francis sighed. "I thought this whole trip was a break from work."

Bash knew Francis cared about the company, but sometimes he got a little stressed out. They walked out of the dark corner. They made their way to the food table, when something caught their eyes. On top of the stairs were five girls. Even though you couldnt see their faces, you could FEEL they were beautiful. The one that stood out the most was the one in white. She looked so beautiful. She looked like...a queen. She gracefully walked down the stairs. The other four were trailing behind her. Francis felt the need to run up to them and to introduce himself, but he stayed put. He had to swallow to be able to restrain himself. Bash had stopped looking, but he felt his heart race. He turned his attention to the food, but Francis was still looking at the girls. He was mesmerized. Bash couldnt help but smile.

"Brother," Bash called Francis. " You look stupid just standing there with your mouth open. Oh, and I think youre drooling too!"

Francis quickly composed himself.

"That was quite an entrance," Bash said.

"It really was," Francis replied. "Everybody stopped what they were doing just to look at them."


"Why was everybody looking at us?" Mary asked. It took all her will power not to trip down the stairs.

"Because we look beautiful!" Kenna exclaimed.

"Way to be modest," Lola joked. Kenna gave her a look.

"Honest," Kenna said. "Im being honest. Now should we go find some men to dance with?!"

All of them said 'yes' except Lola. She was looking somewhere else. They all followed her eyes. Collin. The boy who had dumped her was dancing with another girl.

"Oh, Lola," Alyee stroked Lola's shoulder. Lola looked back at them.

"No." Mary said. They all looked at Mary in confusion. "We dont need men. We could dance together!" They all smiled at her and she smiled back. "Come on! Dance with me!" They all made their way into the dance floor, and they grabbed each other's hands to form a circle. They spinned and laughed. People made way and were looking at them in confusion.

...

Bash smiled as he saw the girls dance. Francis was just looking at them like they were crazy. At first people just watched them dance with a look on their faces, but then people started to join. Soon the circle broke and they started dancing by twos. They were spinning, twirling, smiling, laughing. Bash was going to tell Francis something but he was no longer by his side. Bash turned is attention back to the people dancing. Before he knew it someone's back bumped into his chest. He instinctively grabbed the person's shoulders. The person turned around to apologize. It was the girl in white. He quickly dropped his hands.

"Im so sorry!" Mary apologized. She felt her heart race and her cheeks turn red. The man had the most beautiful eyes in the world. He had black hair and a cloak. He smiled at her

"It's fine." he replied. She smiled at him once again. She didnt know why but her heart beat was racing rapidly. Greer took her hand and pulled her back to the dance floor.


After a few more minutes of dancing, they finally decided to sit down.

"Well, that was fun," Kenna said. "But my strapless bra went down. Ugh, its so uncomfortable."

"Then go fix it," said Greer. Kenna left the table and it was just four girls now.

"I hope you're having fun, Mary," said Alyee.

"I am," Mary said, and she realized she wasnt lying.

"Can someone come with me to fix my hair?" said Alyee.

"I'll go," Lola offered.

Now it was just Greer and Mary.

"So," Greer said awkwardly. "Who was that boy you were talking to?"

Mary smiled at the thought of him for some reason. "I dont know. I just bumped into him."

Greer gave her a look but didnt push the conversation.


Kenna didnt want to go to the bathroom. It was full of girls either doing their business or fixing their hair and makeup, so she just went to a dark corner. She tried to unzipped her dress but the zipper was hard to reach. Then she felt a pair of hands on her waist. She turned around in surprise to find a handsome man. He looked older than her but he was still very attractive.

"Need help?" He offered.

Kenna hesitated. "Yes." He unzipped her dress and pulled her dress halfway down. Her strapless bra was so far down it exposed too much of her. Kenna quickly fixed her bra. Then he gestured for the man to zip up her dress once again and he did so.

"Thank you," Kenna said.

"You are welcome." He responded.

This was very awkward and Kenna didnt want it that way. She hated awkward situations. "Maybe I can repay you." She said with a smile.


"Mary," Greer said. "Have you ever had your first kiss?"

Mary felt her heart shrink. She remembered that night all over agin. The forced kisses. Greer quickly realized what she had said.

"Mary," she chocked out. "Im so sorry! I didnt know what I was thinking. I wasnt thinking at all actuall-"

"Greer!" Mary interrupted her. "Just forget about it. Why did you ask me that? Is this about your first kiss?"

Greer still had a guilty look on her face. "Yes. I just- I"

"Whats wrong, Greer?" Mary asked.

"It's just I never had my first kiss. Eighteen and I havent kissed anybody. Ugh. My dad wants me married quick, and I guess I want to get married as well but..."

"But?"

"Mary, when I saw you with that boy..."

"Greer, Im really confused."

"Im sorry. Its just not that boy. Ive seen how boys look at you. At Lola. At Kenna. At Alyee. How come boys dont look at me like that?"

Mary felt like slapping Greer. Was she being serious? "Greer, you must be the blindest person Ive met. You're beautiful. Inside and out, and believe me, Ive seen boys look at you. Dont be so insecure, okay? Love comes in unexpected ways and at unexpected times."

Greer grinned at Mary. "You may be only eighteen, but you are so wise." Mary returned a smile.

"Would you like a cup of wine, ladies?" A waiter came up to them. He was tall and handsome.

"Yes, please," Greer said and Mary nodded as well. He handed a cup to Mary, and just as he was about to give Greer her cup, it slipped out of his hand. The wine spilled all over Greer's dress.

"Im so sorry!" The man exclaimed.

"Napkins, a towel, something!" Greer exclaimed. "This dress cost so much!"

"Greer, calm down," Mary said as she searched for napkins. "I'll go to the restroom to get you something to clean yourself up with." Mary left the table.

"I really am sorry!" The man apologized once again.

"Why would they hire a clumsy person as a waiter?"Greer asked.

The man had a guilty look on his face. "Here," the man said while taking of his black waiter vest.

"What-" Greer asked as he knelt down and started dabbing the place where the wine spilled. Without knowing Greer smiled. As if sensing her smile he looked up.

"Whats your name?" asked Greer. He stood up although Greer wish he hadnt.

"Leith."

"Well, Leith, thank you for your services, and you can go now."

Leith stood there like if he wanted to say something but then he just left. He remembered seeing that girl enter along with her friends, and boy was she something.


Mary stole some towels from the restroom, and as she made her way back to the table she bumped into somebody. The impact made the towels fly out of her hand and fall to the floor. She quickly reached to pick them up, but instead of touching the towels she touched a hand. The touch was so electric it frightened her. She looked up to find a blond boy and she could see him perfectly. He wasnt wearing a mask. He smiled at her but she didnt return the smile.

"Im sorry. I wasnt paying attention to where I was walking. Im quite clumsy." He apologized.

This time Mary couldnt help but smile. "That makes both of us." He ended up grabbing the towels and they both stood up. He handed the towels back to her. "Souvenir?"

Mary giggled. "No. A little accident." Mary remembered there was an angered Greer probably torturing a boy back at the table. "Which reminds me, I should probably hurry back." She walked past him, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him. The movement was so familiar and sudden that she quickly pulled her hand back. Any sudden movement on her body frightened her for obvious reasons.

"Oh, Im sorry," He quickly apologized. "I just wanted to know your name."

Have fun and forget.

Have fun and forget.

"Mary," she said with a smile.

"Mary," he repeated her name, as if tasting it in his mouth.

She turned back around, but not before he called her again.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Mary," He called out. Mary turned her head towards him and smiled, but then turned back and started walking towards the table.

When she got back to the table, all of her friends were already there.

"What took you so long?" Greer asked.

"Sorry," Mary apologized. Mary handed Greer the towels.


It was already one in the morning and people were leaving. In the past hour, the girls surprised Mary with a cake. After being stuck in this building for so long Mary needed some fresh air. She excused herself and turned down the offers of being accompanied with. She headed outside and she felt sick to her stomach. She suddenly had flash backs of that night.

Without knowing, she had been walking around the parking lot. The flash backs kept on coming back to her. Her breathing was getting heavy, and she leaned against a car. She felt tears run down her face. She sank to her knees, and before she knew it, everything went black.


A/N: Okay, so you might be asking yourself, why is this A/N so important? Well, let me tell you. I should of probably of done this in the first chapter, but I didnt. I just wanted to say that this story is very dark, and the rating may change. This story contains a very controversial topic, and Im pretty sure you can guess what that topic is. I took a big risk in writing this story, but the idea kept on coming to my head so I decided to go for it. Please dont be rude, you have been warned. If you dont think you can take this then just stop reading. Thats all. Stop reading, dont send hate. I will tell you this though, I will keep writing this story as long as there is at least one person reading it. If you have any questions you want me to answer then just ask me it as you review or PM me. I would not mind at all answering them. (: Silly questions are more than welcomed.

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~Bethers (Bethers is fun for Bethany)