Nb: Hello everyone! This is a request from Gabeherndon308 and all credit for the OCs and the plot of this story go to him! You can find the uncut 'lemon' version of this on A03 if you would like to read that one instead =) Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for your patience Gabeherndon308 and I hope you will enjoy the story =)

Alexia Ashford dreamed in her artificial slumber, she dreamed of blood and fire. She dreamed of death and rebirth, she dreamed of a new world. She dreamed of a world that she would create with her own two hands.

It was within this dream of domination that Alexia Ashford dreamed of something that she had never thought about before. She dreamed of an heir to the Ashford name, a child who would eventually succeed her legacy.

'Who would be worthy as the father?' She contemplated. 'Alfred?'

Her mind pictured her brother, her other half. She was certain that he had gown into an attractive man, but mentally he was woefully weak. Breakable and afraid of her, like so many other men.

Her mind then skipped to another man, a man who had shown no fear of her. He had even sought her out as a friend. She knew instantly, when they had first met as teenagers that he would be useful to her. Yet at the time she was unsure what use he would serve, now as she swam in dreams she knew.

'The father of the child.'

Her eyelids fluttered and her mouth curved in an almost diabolical delight as she dreamed, as she planned.

The name of her child hit her like a bolt of lightning, a name danced in her mind..

..And Alexia Ashford had finally awakened from her long slumber, with 'Alexis' on her lips.

...

She stepped out of the pod and let out a small yawn of discontent, her biological clock informed her that her twin had failed to wake her up on time. That annoyed her greatly, but she had other things that she needed to do.

Alfred would be taken care of later, she would make certain of that.

'However, I do need to take care of something first..' She thought with a savage smile.

She made her way to the other cryogenic pod that housed another dreamer within it, her favourite dress billowed around her as she strode towards her destination. Towards him.

When she stopped in front of the glass, she placed a gentle hand upon the surface of the pod and admired the man that was suspended within it. She remembered his raven locks well and how often she had threatened to cut those messy tresses off his head. She remembered his height and how it would annoy her that he was slightly taller then she was.

What she did not remember was the colour of his eyes, and if they highlighted his pale skin. That irritated her greatly, this was the boy that showed no sign of fear of her when they were children. This was someone she should remember everything about. After all..

This was the 'Rude' boy who threw a spider on her head and expected her to scream. He ended up being the one who screamed when she plucked the spider out of her hair and threw it back at him.

This was the 'Stupid' boy who once dared to remark that Alfred would look 'Good in drag.' He had made her so annoyed that she had threw her beloved music box at his head and then punched Alfred in order to vent out the remaining anger.

This was the boy who treated her as an equal, despite everything.

'But now he is no longer a boy, he is a man. A fine man as well!'

In another life, she might have grown to love the man she gazed at. If she were a different person, then she might have shared her life with him. But she was Alexia Ashford, and she was incapable of such things. There was only one person she was capable of loving.

Herself.

She gazed at the man she remembered so fondly about with a calculated and hungry expression, a predatory gaze that made her eyes gleam. She licked her lips and opened the pod as she called out in a sing song voice.

"Rise and shine, Dan!"

...

She watched as he opened his eyes and gazed at her in shock.

'Green,' Alexia thought with satisfaction. 'His eyes are green.'

She placed a finger to his lips, her touch was deceptively gentle. "Hush..You need to save your voice, Dan.. You are in no fit state to be doing anything right now!"

A sly smile tugged at her lips. "Well.. There is one thing you can do for me.."

She kept her eyes focused on his as she slowly began to remove her dress, she watched his expression turn to disbelief as he began to shake his head in a silent plea.

A plea that would never work on a woman like Alexia, a woman that never felt any empathy for anyone but herself. A woman that could only view other people as ants, no matter who they were.

"Just Relax..." She purred as she finished removing her dress.

...

When it was over, Alexia smiled warmly at the broken man that was slumped before her. She reached over to near by table and her fingers brushed against the object she was after. Her gaze flickered back to the man who tried to befriend her so many years ago, the man who she had ruthlessly used like everyone else in her life.

He was useless now, he was broken. Junk. He could no longer benefit her, he had served his purpose. She placed her free hand under his chin and tiled his head up, once they were eye to eye he whispered.

"How..How could you..?"

"Ohh..?" Alexia murmured. "I thought that you were enjoying yourself."

He screamed at her, his tone was filled with shame and disbelief. "You ra-"

She tightened her grip on his jaw and silenced him. When she spoke, it was in the tone that a parent would take when lecturing a child. "Now, now, Dan.. There is no need to get upset.. After all.."

Her smile widened. "...You have brought us glory.. So...Thank you. Thank you very much for your assistance. I no longer have any use for you..So please accept your reward."

She moved quickly and plunged the surgical knife into his chest, her free hand still gripped his jaw in a vice like grip.

When he had perished, she released him and looked down at the blood that had landed upon her. She smiled to herself as she put the surgical knife down and dressed herself.

Once she was done, she picked up the knife and placed her free hand against her stomach.

"Now, little one.." She cooed. "Let's go and deal with Alfred!"

Alexia walked out the room, drenched in crimson robes that trailed behind her.

Alexia walked down the corridor, with dreams that crumbled around her.

Alexia walked away from the chamber, with her precious child already growing inside her.

(Chapter end)