A/N Hello readers! So I've been thinking about this for a while seeing as how I found a couple of stories in my doc.
I didn't want to post all of them because I wanted to work on a few of them some more before posting but due to certain circumstances I've decided what the hell, might as well post everything.
I'll get back to them when I do. This story has a few chapters so I'll post them after I edit them. This story will be posted as on hiatus because of that reason. Anyway, hope you like it.
I don't own glee or any of it's characters or story lines.
FEBURARY 1, 1710, BENIST CASTLE.
The large gold doors burst open slamming against the walls echoing around the large room.
All the laughter in the room ceased.
A circle of young adults sat around with their wine in surprise at the abrupt entrance.
There was only one sat higher than the others on a golden thrown.
Her dark chocolate eyes full of mirth and superiority shined with a devilish smirk displayed across her face.
"YOU VILE DISPICABLE SHE DEVIL!" A tall blonde woman shouted as she crossed the threshold headed straight for the brunette on the thrown.
The guards immediately rushing over to stop her in her tracks before she could reach the brunette.
The brunette raised her hands for the guards to calm down.
"Lucinda, what a pleasure to see you."
"Don't you dare address me with your falsehood of fellowship!" The blonde woman growled out.
"Now, now, is that anyway to treat your friend?" The brunette smirked darkly.
"Friend?!" The blonde spoke incredulously. "You are nothing more than a spoiled, conniving, self absorbed wench with no heart to call one a friend!" Lucinda spat in disgust.
"Why Lucinda you wound me. My heart aches at your words. What ever have I done to deserve such hurtful words?" The brunette spoke in condescending laughter in her tone, her eyes twinkling with mirth causing all the people sat around to laugh at the blonde woman.
"You know exactly what you have done. You come into my home! You destroy my family and now I have nothing left! All you do is sit and smile?! I'll kill you!" The blonde wailed as she rushed over to attack the brunette.
The guards immediately grabbing the thrashing woman as the brunette does her best to gather herself after the almost attack.
"MARK MY WORDS YOU SHE DEVIL! YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS! YOU WILL FEEL ETERNITIES PAIN AT IT'S WORST! FOR I SHALL TAKE YOUR HEART AND YOU SHALL ROAM THE LANDS! FOR CENTURIES MOON SHALL BE YOUR ONLY ACQUAINTANCE!" Lucinda shouted as she was being dragged away.
The blonde woman saw it only for a second.
The only sliver of remorse shine in the brunette's eyes before it vanished and a sneer replaced it.
"Take the drunkard home! She is already to live her days in misery!" The brunette called to the guards before they could escort the woman to the prison chambers beneath the castle.
The brunette looked around before waving everyone off. "Leave me at once!"
All the people in the room scampered for the exit. The only one left was the brunette.
The guards were standing outside the door that slammed behind them in an echo.
The brunette slumped in her chair tiredly as she shut her eyes.
Images of blonde hair and hazel eyes with a husky chuckle swam in her minds eye. The brunette's eyes snapped open.
Her chocolate pools beginning to moisten with tears as her heart clenched filling with sorrow but she stopped them before they could over flow and took a deep breath to rid her heart of the overwhelming feeling of loss.
She cleared her throat and sat up. Feeling the steel walls around her heart seal shut.
There was nothing else that could be done. She stood from her throne and made her way to her chambers in silence.
It was midnight as Lucinda scrambled around in her haste filling the brewing pot.
The blonde took the blade standing over her concoction calling upon her ancestor's for power for which she had barely tampered with before.
"I call upon the power of Faye! The blood of the ancients that run within my veins! Give the power to bond with mystical chains! Replicate the vision of the one whose heart was slain! The reunion shall commence only on this day! For the heart shall not be released until true love heals the lost soul and revives that Faye's name!"
The blonde used an ancient dagger with the Faye family crest.
Poking her index finger and dropping the blood into the pot.
The woman laughed menacingly as she stirred the pot than poured it's liquid into a bottle and capped it.
She stared at it with raged filled sinister eyes.
"Don't worry my, darling. Momma will make her pay!" The blonde looked toward the painted picture on the wall of a teen with hazel eyes, blonde hair and high cheek bones. A beauty whose life ended all too soon.
Lucinda's eyes welled but she took a deep breath before her tears spilled over.
She ran out her cottage covering herself in her shawl and heading straight for the castle.
The brunette lay asleep in her bed.
It had taken hours of tossing and turning, her haunted mind conjuring up images she wishes she could forget but never actually wants to.
The wall in the corner moved gently with barely any sound. Slow, quiet steps made there way towards the brunette's bed.
Lucinda stood over the brunette with vacant eyes.
Muttering her chants in a whisper before digging in to her pouch and removing a light dust like powder and sprinkling it over the brunette.
Lucinda than opened her eyes, whispering just a little louder. "Rise child."
The brunette's eyes snapped open in confusion and she tried to speak but no words left her lips.
Her eyes widening in fear as her body followed the blonde woman's command.
"Follow me." Lucinda spoke with an evil smile.
The brunette became panicked as she felt her body follow the woman of it's own accord through the hidden passage of the wall.
The two walked through the maze of passages until they found the exit that led to the outside, far into the land.
The blonde walked in silence until the two stood on the hill below one single oak tree under the bright light of the moon.
Lucinda turned on the brunette with twinkling sinister eyes.
"I told you, you would pay and now you shall receive your punishment for your reckless acts against my family."
The brunette's eyes were full of fear but her body wouldn't do what her brain was screaming at her to do. Run!
"Drink." The blonde commanded holding out the concoction of her potion she had made just for the brunette.
The brunette's eyes were wide as she watched her own hand reach out for the bottle before bringing it to her lips.
Her fear filled eyes welled with tears as she drank every last drop as Lucinda laughed evilly.
The brunette's hand dropped the bottle as her body painfully arched. She tried to scream but nothing came out.
Her body twisting and contorting for several minutes until her body collapsed on all fours onto the ground.
But not a mere minute later did it begin to become translucent as it was gently pulled into the bottled the brunette had just drunk from.
Lucinda laughed as she capped the bottle once again. "Long live the princess of Raul."
FEBURARY 1, 2010, LIMA OHIO.
Quinn wiped her tears as she trudge through the cold streets of Lima.
She had another argument with Puck's mother.
The woman calling her a whore hurt a lot more than Quinn would like to admit.
She knew she wasn't actually a whore because she literally only had sex once and even that was one time too many.
Puck wasn't home. He was at another party and the funny thing is, he's with Finn.
The two seemed to have patched things up but Finn still treats her as if she's the most evil person in the world but with Puck everything was forgiven easily. Boys were so confusing and stupid. It wasn't fair.
The blonde couldn't stay in Puck's house any longer after the argument.
He wasn't there and she could just feel the tension radiating off of Mrs. Puckerman in waves.
She was on her way to her secret hiding place.
The place she use to go to when her life was becoming too much and that was when she was just a cheerio.
The blonde strained as she kneeled low and did her best to slide beneath the broken fence without hurting herself.
She made her trek through all the abandon cars of the old junkyard.
Mr. Neil had passed years ago and his son that owns the place just left it as it was, abandoned.
Quinn had been going there since she was thirteen and found solace amongst one abandon car that she was just drawn to when she first walked through the maze of junk.
She reached the old rusted, beat up 1966 Ford Mustang.
It had old rust every where and smelled like mildew but you could tell it had been a cherry red.
The blonde pulled the handle on the door and it creaked open with it's old comfort.
Quinn did her best to maneuver into the front seat without much discomfort.
She reached down to the floor and pulled up the black plastic bag, opening it to pull out it's contents.
Her pillow and quilt from her old bedroom at her parents house.
She adjusted the pillow, laying her head down with a tired sigh.
The silence engulfing her. It was mere minutes before a sob escaped her throat. Her tears coming harshly without remorse.
She was alone, homeless, scared and no one seemed to care. That's how it always was.
She cried for her loss and was soon filled with anger.
She sat up and began screaming in frustration as her hands began beating into the stirring wheel with force.
"FFFFUUUUCCCKKKK!" Quinn screamed. "WHY ME?! WHAT DID I DO?!" She screamed until her voice came out horse, her knuckles filling with a burning sensation.
The skin on her knuckle becoming raw and tearing from the abuse.
Until she winced in pain when a particular gash made an appearance and blood began seeping from the wound but Quinn could only feel her emotional pain.
Not realizing the blood dripped down her hand and dropped to the floor.
In her haze, she hadn't felt the car tremble slightly.
It wasn't until it shook violently that she screamed in surprise before fighting with the door handle to escape.
Quinn stumbled out of the old car so frantically that she fell to the floor. Her head whipped around as the cars shaking became more violent.
Her wide terrified eyes stared fearfully when smoke began to lightly bellow all around the vehicle.
She was shocked into place unable to move by the fear that took over her limps.
The wind whipped around her roughly and she screamed once more as a bright light exploded before her.
The blonde shielded her eyes with one arm and turned over halfway with her arm blocking her face.
Soon the wind slowed to a stop, the light vanish and it was silent again.
Quinn lowered her arm, turning her head toward the vehicle than gasped in shock and was struck with fear once more when a giant lion stood atop the cars roof.
Quinn gasped and the lions head zeroed in on her. It's chocolate gaze piercing as it leaped from the car running straight for her.
Quinn scrambled to her feet and ran as fast as the weight of her belly would allow her.
Her scream echoed through out the junkyard of abandon cars but she would be unheard in the distance to any help.
She rounded a corner and in her haste to skid to a stop, fell back on her rear as the lion came charging at her full force once more from it's distance.
Quinn shut her eyes resigned to her fate.