*giggles and cheers* I should stop being cruel with these cliffhangers.
Tjones: Actually, they aren't. Not that I'm aware of, anyway. I don't think I've introduced any of the other dragons except the Silver and Red. But the Black will be introduced later. They just don't know he exists.
Queen Kat: I'm glad I continued, too. I remember you.lol. Like I said to Tjones, there is a Black Dragon, but he isn't known to be existing. I didn't expect to keep writing like I have, but it's good. I might actually finish!
Enjoy!
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Enigma Chapter 11
Trent was hesitant in answering Jahn's question, so she asked again, "What do you want?" This time she walked into his view and watched him closely.
He stared at her eyes as the startling glow seeped in through the pupils and spread. She was becoming confident again and not insecure as she had been minutes before. "I want you to leave San alone," he said softly.
She just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"She shouldn't die," he said, her silence unnerving him.
To that she responded. Her blood red lips formed a smile around white teeth, her eyes glowing steadily with that unnatural color. "Oh, I won't kill her," she insisted. She stepped in front of him, and pushed him on a black sofa by the bed. She turned and started walking back into the small kitchen. "And I meant what you wanted to eat."
Trent pushed off the sofa and followed her. "All you have is blood," he stated as they entered the gray tiled kitchen.
She stopped and glanced back at him, the haunting red of her eyes freezing him. A black lock of hair covered one eye. There was no hostility in the other eye at the moment, but warmth. That was more shocking and scary. "Your powers increased," she said slowly and smiled.
He shrugged, slightly embarrassed by her discovery. "Just guessable. Why would you, the all time vampire of Guardians, have Human food in her home when she doesn't let her victims live for longer than it takes to drain?"
"Brenna does." Jahn turned to face him and walked forward, causing Trent to back up in a new angle he hadn't walked in at. He hit a wall and they both stopped, their body's mere inches a part. She leaned up as if to kiss him, eyes searching his, and she said softly, "But you knew that." And then she began walking away.
Trent did something that surprised them both.
He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her against him. He caught the confused look in her eyes before he lowered his head to hers. One hand went into her hair, the other around her waist.
It would be their first kiss...
And their last.
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Familia was family..
Red Chimera strolled down the narrow paths in the rose garden, the reds, whites, pinks and blacks blurring in his peripheral vision as he stared at the ground.
Red's family consisted of his mother and father. Outside of that he had dozens of cousins, aunts and uncles. Anj could have meant the Queen and King, or the outside relatives, or both. He doubted his parents had something to do with the Dragons his insane cousin had mentioned, which left his cousins.
Theo was one of those cousins, and Red had sent him to watch over San. Now he didn't know if that was a mistake or not. But Theo Trander wasn't just his cousin, but his friend-a friend with morals and loyalty that Red envied.
"Raymond," said a soothing voice Red cherished. He turned to face the woman who had followed him.
Her hair was long and the color of burgundy, eyes green jewels in a pale face. Christine Chimera was only half a head shorter than her son, not even reaching the age of 38 but has a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth from stress. She a version of the dress Anjasina had been wearing but in blacks and greens.
Christine embraced her son in a warm hug, pulled back with a worried expression on her face. Her long fingers framed his face as she searched his eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked, real concern in her voice.
Red debated lying.
She caught the silence and raised an eyebrow. "Is it about that peasant girl, Sandrine?" she said quietly.
He froze, watching his mom. He had forgotten she had known about San. It had been years since she had mentioned his soulmate, but she didn't seem to really mind their relationship. It must have been because San's mother had been Christine's friends before she had died.
"Partly," he said, backing away from his mom. He stared at his hands a moment to not look at the hurt expression on his mothers face. He continued, "But Anj, as well."
Christine seemed to understand. "Your insane cousin told you about the Dragons, didn't she?"
So it was true. His mother was part of what Anj had been talking about. He nodded slowly.
A long sigh. "We have to bring her back, Red," she defended. "I know you want her here..I know if your father was away from me I'd do whatever I could to bring him back."
Red closed his eyes shut and tried to drift away from reality, but he couldn't deny the words his mother spoke.
"In fact, I did. I didn't want to rule Untopia, but I followed him to be with him." Her voice was sad but sent signals to Red's mind. So more than just him knew about Untopia. "San may say she doesn't want to be here, but she does. She wants to be with you. And if she doesn't notice within 3 days, Untopia is going to start disintegrating. We need all of them here, to keep the magick we have balanced."
When magick became unbalanced, people became unbalanced. They would change to turn out all like his cousin, like the insane Maiden. And to stop thousands from becoming that damaged...
To take her away, he thought, from the things she wants the most. To make her not happy, to have her hate him for ripping bliss from her grasp. He wouldn't do it, he couldn't. He loved her too much to take her from happiness.
But Red's mind kept throwing the thoughts of thousands in the Dragon Realm for one person's happiness. He had to do it, it was rhetorical question. He would just have to make her as happy as he could without letting her escape into the Human Realm.
Red glanced up and met his mother's eyes. For the first time in his life, he saw fear in her emerald eyes. It scared him beyond belief, making his decision sharper.
"I'll do it," he said, no emotion interfering with his voice. "I'll bring her back, no matter what."
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After Theo had left San's room, she had gone back out to the balcony to stare at the view. The memories of the night before constantly knocked on her thoughts, but she shoved them away. Now was the time to relax.
A gentle knock sounded behind her and she turned to face Slyve. The green haired girl was peeking in the room, the veil of green pulled into a bun to emphasize the sharp cheek bones. "Someone's here for you.," she said softly, just loud enough to reach San's ears. "He's...like Jahn."
Sandrine walked over to the door, looking curiously at Slyve. "Like Jahn, how?" she asked.
Slyve started walking down the hall towards the stairs. "He's tall," she said simply. "Black hair and the most unsettling eyes I've ever seen. Yellow, with slits. Like a cats."
Sandrine froze in mid-step. She knew who that described exactly. "A vine around his arm?"
Slyve watched San closely. "Like Jahn's. Except it has a cross, but I can't see most of it: his shirt covers the top."
Sandrine couldn't help but smile. "Good." And ran down the rest of the stairs to the front door, swinging it open to reveal the Guardian.
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Please review!
Tjones: Actually, they aren't. Not that I'm aware of, anyway. I don't think I've introduced any of the other dragons except the Silver and Red. But the Black will be introduced later. They just don't know he exists.
Queen Kat: I'm glad I continued, too. I remember you.lol. Like I said to Tjones, there is a Black Dragon, but he isn't known to be existing. I didn't expect to keep writing like I have, but it's good. I might actually finish!
Enjoy!
@~`~~,~~
Enigma Chapter 11
Trent was hesitant in answering Jahn's question, so she asked again, "What do you want?" This time she walked into his view and watched him closely.
He stared at her eyes as the startling glow seeped in through the pupils and spread. She was becoming confident again and not insecure as she had been minutes before. "I want you to leave San alone," he said softly.
She just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"She shouldn't die," he said, her silence unnerving him.
To that she responded. Her blood red lips formed a smile around white teeth, her eyes glowing steadily with that unnatural color. "Oh, I won't kill her," she insisted. She stepped in front of him, and pushed him on a black sofa by the bed. She turned and started walking back into the small kitchen. "And I meant what you wanted to eat."
Trent pushed off the sofa and followed her. "All you have is blood," he stated as they entered the gray tiled kitchen.
She stopped and glanced back at him, the haunting red of her eyes freezing him. A black lock of hair covered one eye. There was no hostility in the other eye at the moment, but warmth. That was more shocking and scary. "Your powers increased," she said slowly and smiled.
He shrugged, slightly embarrassed by her discovery. "Just guessable. Why would you, the all time vampire of Guardians, have Human food in her home when she doesn't let her victims live for longer than it takes to drain?"
"Brenna does." Jahn turned to face him and walked forward, causing Trent to back up in a new angle he hadn't walked in at. He hit a wall and they both stopped, their body's mere inches a part. She leaned up as if to kiss him, eyes searching his, and she said softly, "But you knew that." And then she began walking away.
Trent did something that surprised them both.
He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her against him. He caught the confused look in her eyes before he lowered his head to hers. One hand went into her hair, the other around her waist.
It would be their first kiss...
And their last.
@~`~~,~~
Familia was family..
Red Chimera strolled down the narrow paths in the rose garden, the reds, whites, pinks and blacks blurring in his peripheral vision as he stared at the ground.
Red's family consisted of his mother and father. Outside of that he had dozens of cousins, aunts and uncles. Anj could have meant the Queen and King, or the outside relatives, or both. He doubted his parents had something to do with the Dragons his insane cousin had mentioned, which left his cousins.
Theo was one of those cousins, and Red had sent him to watch over San. Now he didn't know if that was a mistake or not. But Theo Trander wasn't just his cousin, but his friend-a friend with morals and loyalty that Red envied.
"Raymond," said a soothing voice Red cherished. He turned to face the woman who had followed him.
Her hair was long and the color of burgundy, eyes green jewels in a pale face. Christine Chimera was only half a head shorter than her son, not even reaching the age of 38 but has a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth from stress. She a version of the dress Anjasina had been wearing but in blacks and greens.
Christine embraced her son in a warm hug, pulled back with a worried expression on her face. Her long fingers framed his face as she searched his eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked, real concern in her voice.
Red debated lying.
She caught the silence and raised an eyebrow. "Is it about that peasant girl, Sandrine?" she said quietly.
He froze, watching his mom. He had forgotten she had known about San. It had been years since she had mentioned his soulmate, but she didn't seem to really mind their relationship. It must have been because San's mother had been Christine's friends before she had died.
"Partly," he said, backing away from his mom. He stared at his hands a moment to not look at the hurt expression on his mothers face. He continued, "But Anj, as well."
Christine seemed to understand. "Your insane cousin told you about the Dragons, didn't she?"
So it was true. His mother was part of what Anj had been talking about. He nodded slowly.
A long sigh. "We have to bring her back, Red," she defended. "I know you want her here..I know if your father was away from me I'd do whatever I could to bring him back."
Red closed his eyes shut and tried to drift away from reality, but he couldn't deny the words his mother spoke.
"In fact, I did. I didn't want to rule Untopia, but I followed him to be with him." Her voice was sad but sent signals to Red's mind. So more than just him knew about Untopia. "San may say she doesn't want to be here, but she does. She wants to be with you. And if she doesn't notice within 3 days, Untopia is going to start disintegrating. We need all of them here, to keep the magick we have balanced."
When magick became unbalanced, people became unbalanced. They would change to turn out all like his cousin, like the insane Maiden. And to stop thousands from becoming that damaged...
To take her away, he thought, from the things she wants the most. To make her not happy, to have her hate him for ripping bliss from her grasp. He wouldn't do it, he couldn't. He loved her too much to take her from happiness.
But Red's mind kept throwing the thoughts of thousands in the Dragon Realm for one person's happiness. He had to do it, it was rhetorical question. He would just have to make her as happy as he could without letting her escape into the Human Realm.
Red glanced up and met his mother's eyes. For the first time in his life, he saw fear in her emerald eyes. It scared him beyond belief, making his decision sharper.
"I'll do it," he said, no emotion interfering with his voice. "I'll bring her back, no matter what."
@~`~~,~~
After Theo had left San's room, she had gone back out to the balcony to stare at the view. The memories of the night before constantly knocked on her thoughts, but she shoved them away. Now was the time to relax.
A gentle knock sounded behind her and she turned to face Slyve. The green haired girl was peeking in the room, the veil of green pulled into a bun to emphasize the sharp cheek bones. "Someone's here for you.," she said softly, just loud enough to reach San's ears. "He's...like Jahn."
Sandrine walked over to the door, looking curiously at Slyve. "Like Jahn, how?" she asked.
Slyve started walking down the hall towards the stairs. "He's tall," she said simply. "Black hair and the most unsettling eyes I've ever seen. Yellow, with slits. Like a cats."
Sandrine froze in mid-step. She knew who that described exactly. "A vine around his arm?"
Slyve watched San closely. "Like Jahn's. Except it has a cross, but I can't see most of it: his shirt covers the top."
Sandrine couldn't help but smile. "Good." And ran down the rest of the stairs to the front door, swinging it open to reveal the Guardian.
@~`~~,~~
Please review!