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Dolphin: All good things come to those who wait. By the sounds of it you might have to wait a while. Your loss.
Redaura: Flame takes orders? That's a first! Well here's Isabelle. Red as of yet is still not here.. He'll be here soon. (
Nikki: thanks for the vote of confidence! Here you go, the second chapter is in! You like it just a lot. You don't love it?
Fin: This chapter not inc. all these shout outs is 5pages in size 10 font. I am not making them longer! They're hard enough as it is! Anyways thanks for your reviews they matter a lot!
Shelli: Shock horror! *faints* I want more reviews. How can you not have reviewed before?! Well I hope you do again and thank you!
Alocin: Another person who has never reviewed? Well at least you have now! Keep it up!
Dolphin: Shut up.
Aya: Just good? You sure? Thanks and keep reviewing!
Dragon fire: Why are you making me hungry? I am now starving because of you! But all that food... yum.
Casa de hermanos
Isabelle was fast asleep as the boat rocked gently into shore. The jolt of the pier hitting the edge of boat woke her, she opened her eyes still half asleep. Scarface came into her cell and carried her out of the cabin.
Isabelle groaned as she heard the patter of rain. As they came to the door leading out into the boat Isabelle saw a grey sky pouring out gallons of rain. Scarface opened the door and the cold air hit her hard. A wind whipped about her face throwing sea water into her eyes and mouth.
She turned her face into Scarface's chest. She felt the vampire's muscles tense beneath her and he suddenly ran out into the rain. She felt him leapt onto the pier and absorb the impact gracefully.
Her robe which she was wearing, though it was not the one she had started out in, was drenched in water. The thin white material was high class, designed in the fashions of Rome. It was no match for the harsh Northern weather. The clasp on her left shoulder was broken and only just holding the toga on her.
She felt Scarface lift her off himself and into warmth. Isabelle opened her eyes and saw she was in a carriage richly decorated in gold and blood red. Scarface was closing the door on her. She saw Sashqua being carried off the boat then Louisa Elena. Sashqua was led to the carriage where Isabelle was. Louisa however was lead behind them.
Scarface opened the door to the carriage for Sashqua. She nodded at him absent mindly. Marie Anton was also led to their carriage and Scarface helped her in. He then stood back as the carriage rocked forwards.
Isabelle stood up in surprise. Instantly she tried the door, but it was locked. A werewolf looked round from the front of the carriage and smiled a toothy grin at her. She sat down in disgust.
"Where, where are we goin-g?" Stuttered Marie. She was shaking slightly. Sashqua ignored her and continued staring out the window. Isabelle just shook her head and shrugged her shoulders slightly. At this movement the clasp collapsed.
"Oh no." Isabelle smiled. Marie smiled sympathetically and held out her hand to help. Isabelle smiled and moved back to let Marie to fix the clasp. They exchanged smiles. The clasp was fixed in no time and Marie and Isabelle sat in silence.
Isabelle soon discovered that the hair on her arms was standing directly upright. She was freezing in this climate. Looking around the small carriage, Isabelle saw that under one of the seats there was a blanket. Looking under her own she found another.
Picking one up and giving it to Sashqua, Sashqua just nodded in thanks. Sharing hers with Marie the huddled together for warmth. The journey passed in silence.
-*-
It was sunset as the carriage drew into a grand house. A high fortification surrounded the house, which was situated in a great landscape of wood. Ivy covered the wall which were made of bricks, which had silver and wooden spikes sticking out. On the top there was a platform about three feet thick showing the density of the wall. Guards patrolled the wall armed with nasty looking weapons.
Rain still poured down from the sky and winds rocked the carriage. The horse slowed and pulled up in front of a huge brick house, very old. A plaque on the top of the door read 'Casa de Hermanos, 8NW'. The house called the House of brothers was built eight years into the reign of the Night World.
The wolf driver opened the door to the girls. Sashqua was the first to disembark, stepping lightly down from the carriage, taking a brief glance back at Marie and Isabelle, looking for reassurance. Isabelle smiled back and followed Sashqua out the carriage. A tall vampire exited the house and came to the girls to lead them in. He had a ginger colour of hair, which was so different from any colour hair she had ever seen in Spain.
They entered the house. A crest was the first thing that caught Isabelle's eyes. It was a tiger standing infront of a dragon. The family name was written underneath 'Meurtrier'. The crest was at the head of a staircase. Many doors lead off the hallway.
"Where's Niocoli? Have you told him his girl's here?" Called a voice from up the stairs. A smiling young man, human, jumped down two stairs at a time. His grin widened when he saw Marie. He came down the final two stairs his eyes fixed on Marie. She stared at him her eyes wide.
"I didn't believe them" He started to explain, "I never did, when they said my soulmate was so beautiful. Marry me?" He rushed. Taking her hands in his as he bent down on one knee. Marie's eyes were full of tears and she was nodding her head, sobs choking her voice. Her knees gave way and Marie knelt down next to the human.
Tears were flowing through her eyes as they were through his. They choked on the floor suddenly absorbed totally in each other. Isabelle noticed that Sashqua's eyes had nearly disappeared off her forehead.
"My ladies, if you would please follow me." The tall ginger vampire, smiled amused at the sight of the two knelt on the floor. "My name is Kieran." He spoke in Latin, with a slight northern accent.
He led them into a large red room, warmth could be felt from down the hall. The sounds of a roaring fire could be heard. Isabelle noticed the crest was on top of the fireplace again. Meurtrier, why was that so familiar?
"I am about to tell you a story you will scoff at, maybe even laugh at, however think about it and you will see truth flow through. I will even present evidence to help you decide, but all I will ask is that you listen and think before you laugh."
Isabelle moved directly to the fire place and sat on the cold stone floor place around it. She saw Sashqua sit in a cushioned seat next to the fire as well. The vampire went to stand by the window where he began to talk.
"The new world began with the slow and eventual destruction of the daybreaker forces. They were sentenced to unspeakable tortures. The council revelled in it's own glory. Parades and parties were set up. The Night World relived it's glory days moving the council back to Rome, making Latin the second language in every country."
"Slaves were brought back in. Class systems came back again. Only the very few were treated like they deserved. If you were not: a vampire, lamia, male, beautiful and of a good family. You suffered great torment. Shifter, werewolves witches, it didn't matter. It still doesn't."
"Even those who were loyal to the council suffered under the segregation. After seven years of this torment a group started to form against the council. They wanted equality under a rule that was not influenced by family or past. Their numbers grew at a rate that was unchartable."
"A leader was quickly acknowledged and excepted. He changed the ranks and made them ordered. Training started and weapons were found. The council was oblivious to the blatant threat. The then Redfern heir warned them of the up and coming threat. He was dismissed of his post and outcast to live in the 3rd world. He was later murdered by the savages."
" The council still living in it's own revelry and exhalation, hit at anyone who suggested that there power would be only for 10,000 years, as it was before. They thought there power was theres forever, They thought that even in there time no one would ever challenge them. They thought wrong."
Isabelle glanced at Sashqua, and saw that the same thing was running through her mind, but being a vampire from a good family, it was taking it's toll. Truth was evident in the tale so far, the rebel threat was the force that even if the name was mentioned in the Empire, you faced a spike pit.
"The rebel force rebelled in 8NW. Taking 50 million people, to one Island, off the coast of Gaul. The ancient land of Camelot, Britain. They invaded running the locals out of there houses, away to the council. The council had them all killed for being cowards, telling them a small raid of werewolves was nothing to runaway from."
"After two months of no word from the Island, the council sent a small troop to the Island. The troop were treated with all consideration and respect. They looked round the Island, looked at the new buildings and services being set up. They saw the difference in all the people. Humans to vampires, all equals."
"Many after the time they had to report back stayed, but a small force of four came back to report all they had seen to the council. The force was destroyed by the council and there bodies were hung as a display of what the rebels did to vampires who did not obey them."
Isabelle had been told of the suspicions that hung over the expidtionary force, by the look on Sashqua's face, so had she. Her whole world, her faith in the council, was falling to the all might power of truth. She stared into the flames of the fire.
"It is now a year until the council is due to fall, 10,000 years have nearly passed. After this we predict it will be the shifter rule. There is unrest in the servants quarters. But it is no concern of ours. Our population has grown over this 10,000 years and out forces have taken over the Northern half of Europe. We plan to have taken the entirity of Gaul by ten years after the council has been thrown."
"What is this to do with us?" Sashqua asked standing to face him. He was about to answer when a small teenager with ginger hair came running in. She was followed by a older brown haired human.
"Kier can I have some food? Lucy says because I am a vampire I don't need it but I think I do." Isabelle saw Kieran's face break into a smile and he put his arm around the brown haired girl's shoulder. This girl was probably Lucy.
"Nina how many times do I have to tell you to do not disturb me when I am working or when I am asleep. Go on with you and do as Lucy says." The little ginger haired girl left pouting. "However you" He said turning back to Lucy, "Can disturb me anytime." He kissed her on the forehead and released her. She left after the little girl smiling.
He turned back to Isabelle and Sashqua. "Sorry that was my soulmate and my little sister. That is the reason why you are here. Your soulmates are here. I am explaining this badly. About 1000 years ago a witch named Jim discovered a spell that traced a persons soulmate. This spell is done throughout all our ranks. You are the soulmates of fighters."
"We, The fourth fighters, are the rebels, and we have brought you here to let you met your soulmates. We have been taking soulmates for nearly a thousand years and your group was the most important group we have ever had to take. Probably because the old powers are rising again."
He got up to leave, but at the door he turned and looked back at Isabelle who was staring, understanding sinking in. "Welcome home." He said, his eyes not leaving hers for a second.
-*-
The sky was red. "Red sky at night, shepherds delight, red sky at morning, shepherds warning." Niocoli mumered.
"Which is it? Night or morning?" Li Guan Wu asked. Niocoli shook his head, he didn't know. "I suppose it doesn't matter. His lordship will not care so long as he gets to her. I will join you after two weeks."
In the shadows firey eyes glowed. Memories played through the mind of the owner. Time, time. A cruel tormenter. If it was to be it must be. He would not fight it. He would fight everyone else though.
-*-
Ok now even I want more Red, but when I looked through my old reviews I noticed that many people said they didn't like Red so perhaps I should put less of him in?......... hehehe
Review and tell me what ya think, I love ya guys... well not really... but...
Dolphin: All good things come to those who wait. By the sounds of it you might have to wait a while. Your loss.
Redaura: Flame takes orders? That's a first! Well here's Isabelle. Red as of yet is still not here.. He'll be here soon. (
Nikki: thanks for the vote of confidence! Here you go, the second chapter is in! You like it just a lot. You don't love it?
Fin: This chapter not inc. all these shout outs is 5pages in size 10 font. I am not making them longer! They're hard enough as it is! Anyways thanks for your reviews they matter a lot!
Shelli: Shock horror! *faints* I want more reviews. How can you not have reviewed before?! Well I hope you do again and thank you!
Alocin: Another person who has never reviewed? Well at least you have now! Keep it up!
Dolphin: Shut up.
Aya: Just good? You sure? Thanks and keep reviewing!
Dragon fire: Why are you making me hungry? I am now starving because of you! But all that food... yum.
Casa de hermanos
Isabelle was fast asleep as the boat rocked gently into shore. The jolt of the pier hitting the edge of boat woke her, she opened her eyes still half asleep. Scarface came into her cell and carried her out of the cabin.
Isabelle groaned as she heard the patter of rain. As they came to the door leading out into the boat Isabelle saw a grey sky pouring out gallons of rain. Scarface opened the door and the cold air hit her hard. A wind whipped about her face throwing sea water into her eyes and mouth.
She turned her face into Scarface's chest. She felt the vampire's muscles tense beneath her and he suddenly ran out into the rain. She felt him leapt onto the pier and absorb the impact gracefully.
Her robe which she was wearing, though it was not the one she had started out in, was drenched in water. The thin white material was high class, designed in the fashions of Rome. It was no match for the harsh Northern weather. The clasp on her left shoulder was broken and only just holding the toga on her.
She felt Scarface lift her off himself and into warmth. Isabelle opened her eyes and saw she was in a carriage richly decorated in gold and blood red. Scarface was closing the door on her. She saw Sashqua being carried off the boat then Louisa Elena. Sashqua was led to the carriage where Isabelle was. Louisa however was lead behind them.
Scarface opened the door to the carriage for Sashqua. She nodded at him absent mindly. Marie Anton was also led to their carriage and Scarface helped her in. He then stood back as the carriage rocked forwards.
Isabelle stood up in surprise. Instantly she tried the door, but it was locked. A werewolf looked round from the front of the carriage and smiled a toothy grin at her. She sat down in disgust.
"Where, where are we goin-g?" Stuttered Marie. She was shaking slightly. Sashqua ignored her and continued staring out the window. Isabelle just shook her head and shrugged her shoulders slightly. At this movement the clasp collapsed.
"Oh no." Isabelle smiled. Marie smiled sympathetically and held out her hand to help. Isabelle smiled and moved back to let Marie to fix the clasp. They exchanged smiles. The clasp was fixed in no time and Marie and Isabelle sat in silence.
Isabelle soon discovered that the hair on her arms was standing directly upright. She was freezing in this climate. Looking around the small carriage, Isabelle saw that under one of the seats there was a blanket. Looking under her own she found another.
Picking one up and giving it to Sashqua, Sashqua just nodded in thanks. Sharing hers with Marie the huddled together for warmth. The journey passed in silence.
-*-
It was sunset as the carriage drew into a grand house. A high fortification surrounded the house, which was situated in a great landscape of wood. Ivy covered the wall which were made of bricks, which had silver and wooden spikes sticking out. On the top there was a platform about three feet thick showing the density of the wall. Guards patrolled the wall armed with nasty looking weapons.
Rain still poured down from the sky and winds rocked the carriage. The horse slowed and pulled up in front of a huge brick house, very old. A plaque on the top of the door read 'Casa de Hermanos, 8NW'. The house called the House of brothers was built eight years into the reign of the Night World.
The wolf driver opened the door to the girls. Sashqua was the first to disembark, stepping lightly down from the carriage, taking a brief glance back at Marie and Isabelle, looking for reassurance. Isabelle smiled back and followed Sashqua out the carriage. A tall vampire exited the house and came to the girls to lead them in. He had a ginger colour of hair, which was so different from any colour hair she had ever seen in Spain.
They entered the house. A crest was the first thing that caught Isabelle's eyes. It was a tiger standing infront of a dragon. The family name was written underneath 'Meurtrier'. The crest was at the head of a staircase. Many doors lead off the hallway.
"Where's Niocoli? Have you told him his girl's here?" Called a voice from up the stairs. A smiling young man, human, jumped down two stairs at a time. His grin widened when he saw Marie. He came down the final two stairs his eyes fixed on Marie. She stared at him her eyes wide.
"I didn't believe them" He started to explain, "I never did, when they said my soulmate was so beautiful. Marry me?" He rushed. Taking her hands in his as he bent down on one knee. Marie's eyes were full of tears and she was nodding her head, sobs choking her voice. Her knees gave way and Marie knelt down next to the human.
Tears were flowing through her eyes as they were through his. They choked on the floor suddenly absorbed totally in each other. Isabelle noticed that Sashqua's eyes had nearly disappeared off her forehead.
"My ladies, if you would please follow me." The tall ginger vampire, smiled amused at the sight of the two knelt on the floor. "My name is Kieran." He spoke in Latin, with a slight northern accent.
He led them into a large red room, warmth could be felt from down the hall. The sounds of a roaring fire could be heard. Isabelle noticed the crest was on top of the fireplace again. Meurtrier, why was that so familiar?
"I am about to tell you a story you will scoff at, maybe even laugh at, however think about it and you will see truth flow through. I will even present evidence to help you decide, but all I will ask is that you listen and think before you laugh."
Isabelle moved directly to the fire place and sat on the cold stone floor place around it. She saw Sashqua sit in a cushioned seat next to the fire as well. The vampire went to stand by the window where he began to talk.
"The new world began with the slow and eventual destruction of the daybreaker forces. They were sentenced to unspeakable tortures. The council revelled in it's own glory. Parades and parties were set up. The Night World relived it's glory days moving the council back to Rome, making Latin the second language in every country."
"Slaves were brought back in. Class systems came back again. Only the very few were treated like they deserved. If you were not: a vampire, lamia, male, beautiful and of a good family. You suffered great torment. Shifter, werewolves witches, it didn't matter. It still doesn't."
"Even those who were loyal to the council suffered under the segregation. After seven years of this torment a group started to form against the council. They wanted equality under a rule that was not influenced by family or past. Their numbers grew at a rate that was unchartable."
"A leader was quickly acknowledged and excepted. He changed the ranks and made them ordered. Training started and weapons were found. The council was oblivious to the blatant threat. The then Redfern heir warned them of the up and coming threat. He was dismissed of his post and outcast to live in the 3rd world. He was later murdered by the savages."
" The council still living in it's own revelry and exhalation, hit at anyone who suggested that there power would be only for 10,000 years, as it was before. They thought there power was theres forever, They thought that even in there time no one would ever challenge them. They thought wrong."
Isabelle glanced at Sashqua, and saw that the same thing was running through her mind, but being a vampire from a good family, it was taking it's toll. Truth was evident in the tale so far, the rebel threat was the force that even if the name was mentioned in the Empire, you faced a spike pit.
"The rebel force rebelled in 8NW. Taking 50 million people, to one Island, off the coast of Gaul. The ancient land of Camelot, Britain. They invaded running the locals out of there houses, away to the council. The council had them all killed for being cowards, telling them a small raid of werewolves was nothing to runaway from."
"After two months of no word from the Island, the council sent a small troop to the Island. The troop were treated with all consideration and respect. They looked round the Island, looked at the new buildings and services being set up. They saw the difference in all the people. Humans to vampires, all equals."
"Many after the time they had to report back stayed, but a small force of four came back to report all they had seen to the council. The force was destroyed by the council and there bodies were hung as a display of what the rebels did to vampires who did not obey them."
Isabelle had been told of the suspicions that hung over the expidtionary force, by the look on Sashqua's face, so had she. Her whole world, her faith in the council, was falling to the all might power of truth. She stared into the flames of the fire.
"It is now a year until the council is due to fall, 10,000 years have nearly passed. After this we predict it will be the shifter rule. There is unrest in the servants quarters. But it is no concern of ours. Our population has grown over this 10,000 years and out forces have taken over the Northern half of Europe. We plan to have taken the entirity of Gaul by ten years after the council has been thrown."
"What is this to do with us?" Sashqua asked standing to face him. He was about to answer when a small teenager with ginger hair came running in. She was followed by a older brown haired human.
"Kier can I have some food? Lucy says because I am a vampire I don't need it but I think I do." Isabelle saw Kieran's face break into a smile and he put his arm around the brown haired girl's shoulder. This girl was probably Lucy.
"Nina how many times do I have to tell you to do not disturb me when I am working or when I am asleep. Go on with you and do as Lucy says." The little ginger haired girl left pouting. "However you" He said turning back to Lucy, "Can disturb me anytime." He kissed her on the forehead and released her. She left after the little girl smiling.
He turned back to Isabelle and Sashqua. "Sorry that was my soulmate and my little sister. That is the reason why you are here. Your soulmates are here. I am explaining this badly. About 1000 years ago a witch named Jim discovered a spell that traced a persons soulmate. This spell is done throughout all our ranks. You are the soulmates of fighters."
"We, The fourth fighters, are the rebels, and we have brought you here to let you met your soulmates. We have been taking soulmates for nearly a thousand years and your group was the most important group we have ever had to take. Probably because the old powers are rising again."
He got up to leave, but at the door he turned and looked back at Isabelle who was staring, understanding sinking in. "Welcome home." He said, his eyes not leaving hers for a second.
-*-
The sky was red. "Red sky at night, shepherds delight, red sky at morning, shepherds warning." Niocoli mumered.
"Which is it? Night or morning?" Li Guan Wu asked. Niocoli shook his head, he didn't know. "I suppose it doesn't matter. His lordship will not care so long as he gets to her. I will join you after two weeks."
In the shadows firey eyes glowed. Memories played through the mind of the owner. Time, time. A cruel tormenter. If it was to be it must be. He would not fight it. He would fight everyone else though.
-*-
Ok now even I want more Red, but when I looked through my old reviews I noticed that many people said they didn't like Red so perhaps I should put less of him in?......... hehehe
Review and tell me what ya think, I love ya guys... well not really... but...