Nikki: He is in this chapter.. Have fun and review at the end..
Zabella: The court of human rights will have to be informed..
Dolphin: Vampirenapping is illegal.. Get over it He's mine!
Reduara: Thank you ever so much. I know I am, It comes natural like..
Kitten: Thanks.. You were starting to sound like Puck
Kitty: As ever thanks. Red is in this chapter and good luck with the computer!
Ririka : *jumps round the room and starts screaming then faints*
Aya: Here is the more:
Anatia Redfern: Trust hun bun you are better.. shame.. but true
Shelli: Right here, right now:
Love, may it last forever
Red turned to see Niocoli enter his room from the secret stairway. It was the only entrance and exit. Niocoli nodded to his master and began. "My Lord, your girl is downstairs, in the exercise room. Do you wish to join us?"
"Not yet." Came the reply. "How long have we got?"
"A matter of days my lord."
-*-
Isabelle felt the water surge up around her as she splashed into the water. Water rushed into her open mouth and she choked. Finding her feat she managed to stand on the pool bottom. Her head barely brushed the surface of the water and she pushed off to be able to breathe.
"You all right?" She heard Donnatello call, through his laughter. She saw his laughter fadeas she dipped underwater again. A small smile appeared on her lips as she saw him jump in after her. She began to morph.
Her skin turned blue and her eyes darkened to black. Her body became streamlined as it formed the body of a dolphin.
When the transformation was complete she turned to see Donnatello looking at her like he'd just seen her transform into the goddess Aphrodite. She moved directly towards him and lifted him off his feet. She moved him around the bath as fast as she could, she heard him scream slightly then try to stop.
Dropping him off by the steps into the bath she morphed out. She was greeted by the horrified expessions of the girls and the amused of the boys. Donnatello looked embarrassed and impressed at the same time. "I thought," drawled a posh girl, who was speaking Latin, "that these Spanish girls were suppose to be dainty and gullible."
Isabelle gave the witch a raised eyebrow and grabbed a towel that was held out to her by a small boy, who looked in ore at Niocoli who had just entered. Isabelle marched towards him. "Where's Sashqua?" Isabelle demanded as Sashqua appeared behind Niocoli. She looked dreamy.
"Never stop dreaming." She commented drowsily to Isabelle, who looked at her in amazement. Niocoli grabbed Sashqua's hand as she passed and kissed it. She looked back at him and smiled contentedly. Her eyes drew to Isabelle and she nodded to her. "Thank you."
"What have you done to her?" Isabelle snapped to Niocoli. He shook his head not knowing then moved towards the boys, who were lifting their weights. Isabelle turned her back to all of them. A soulmate couldn't change you like that. It couldn't.
What if it could, and what if it did? Isabelle felt a shiver run down her back. She shook it off and walked down the steps. The main entrance hall was as grand as it had been it was before. Isabelle moved across the hall and waded through the house searching for an exit to the gardens.
Her wet hair swung about her waist. It was cold and with the Northern weather Goosebumps appeared all over her body. Isabelle opened a glass door onto the gardens. The sun was just setting, it was very early. She walked into the gardens as the rays of the sun turned the landscape a golden orange.
The gardens were green. Every colour of green was imprinted everywhere , even ivy ran up the walls, turning the bricks green. The grass was a rich green and the plants had a light greeny touch on the leaves, with dotted colours where roses and many other coloured flowers.
Isabelle walked down a red brick path, with moss growing in amongst the slabs. It led down to a river, where the water shone midnight navy. The rivers path narrowed where two boulders stood, and the excess water formed a lake. Isabelle dipped her feat into the inky water, it was soft and followed around her feat.
Isabelle waded into the water. It was so cold, but Isabelle had to. She never wanted to turn out like Sashqua, losing her opinion and her life. Isabelle had to get out of this place. She had to get home. Isabelle belonged to Tyra. She was his. She dedicated her life to him.
Isabelle dipped her shoulders into the water and dived under. The cold water hit her like a brick wall. A small goldfish swam beside her ear. Isabelle started to morph. The dolphin form emerged and began immediately to swim. Heading between the two boulders, Isabelle noticed the wall coming up.
Isabelle dived deeper. They were all in the exercise room, but she could take no chances. Reaching the breach in the wall where the river was let into the open, Isabelle came to a dead halt. A metal grid blocked her path to the outside world. Another slammed down behind her. She was trapped beneath the wall, in an island off Gaul, in the hands of rebels, with an illusive soulmate.
Isabelle swam to the top of the wall. She could not breath, she had no gills being a dolphin. Isabelle stopped moving. Her air might last longer if she did nothing, and someone might come to help her. Someone must come, they must have let that second grid go to trap her. Someone. They must.
Isabelle waited quietly as her world slipped away in front of her eyes. Her life swam past her eyes and she gradually slipped into a docile sleep.
-*-
Isabelle groggily opened her eyes. She was back up in the top floor. A door clicked behind her and she turned to see the bedroom door clicking shut. Isabelle froze. Was this her soulmate? Had he saved her? Was it * him *?
Moving her feet to the floor, she found she was sitting on one of the sofas with cushions. Isabelle stood up and crept closer to the door. Opening it slightly Isabelle peered in. It was empty. She walked into the room. It had been her imagination. Again.
Isabelle collapsed on the bed and curled up on the bed. Her head was pounding and her body was burning. She felt sick. She ran into the bathroom where so spat some dirty water from her stomach and lungs.
"Are you feeling better?" A smooth deep voice asked from behind her. She spun round to see * him*, his hair, glowing eyes his slightly tanned skin. Isabelle's knees buckled underneath her. * He* came forward and picked her up, taking her totally into his arms.
Isabelle could not see anything but him. Him. The one she had dreamed of since she could remember. "Who are you?" She stuttered. He looked down at her his eyes showing nothing.
"I am your soulmate." He said emotionless and hard. He touched her skin for the first time and she entered there mind space. Black hit her. She was in a black dimness, with spotted stars of light. There was one extra big light. A sun in space. Her likeness shone through it. Her mental self wearing the weirdest clothes she had ever seen, her hair hanging short around her shoulders.
She saw herself move through a dense hallway. ~ Not now ~ He commanded in her ear and they broke apart.
"RED!" The cry ripped through the house, it held such agony and pain that Isabelle was brought out of her trance.
"Stay here." He said to her. He left her then. She felt his presence go. A part of her that had been empty all her life had come back, for less than a minute, but it had gone again now. She needed it back. She needed it now. Now.
She got up, all of her previous feelings disappeared. Running down the stairs she heard the shouting. All the females were crowded at the top of the main staircases. All were excitedly chatting. Sashqua was white. She grabbed at Isabelle as soon as she came down the stairs.
"My father's here. You know, Cesar Julius. He's here to take me home, but I don't want to go." Sashqua whispered. Maria looked scared Isabelle noticed. She moved slowly down the stairs, dreading what she was going to see. All the rebels were armed standing in positions of protection to the girls. Isabelle looked beyond them to the door.
Maxius stood demandingly next to Tyra. The senator Julius stood next to them both then many other important looking vampires and witches. Isabelle visibly shrank back from them.
"Red, so good to see you again." Maxius said smoothly. Isabelle suddenly felt a rush of warmth for the vampire who had raised her and saved her life. Moving further down the stairs, she came to Tyra's notice. He swallowed heavily and breathed in heavily.
"Isabelle." He said plainly. This brought her to the attention of Maxius and Red who were standing face to face. He was Red. She had known him before. Isabelle shook her head and continued down the stairs.
"Brother, I have missed you." She said formally to her father. She gave her hand for him to kiss. His eyes assessed her over and then took her hand and kissed it. He seemed perturbed. Isabelle then moved on to Tyra. His face was awash with fury and anger directed at Red. "Tyra." She came into hug him, but his movements were robotic.
"Red is it your custom to take young girls from there home and take there innocence? I thought you rebels claimed to be civilised?" Tyra said not dropping Isabelle's hand. He turned her around so he had his hand round her waist and her hand being held over her shoulder.
"No more than it is your to claim expectance with those who apose you." Red's answer was swift and clean.
"Really? Then why did you kidnap my wife." Red's throat muscles moved and Tyra laughed knowing he'd hit a nerve. Red's annoyance did not last long as he soon smiled his ice smile.
"Being a soulmate is far stronger than marriage." Red's retort held no menace or smugness. Tyra span Isabelle away and she fell into Red. His strong arms gripped her and kept her upright. She turned her face away from Tyra, she knew what she would see.
She would see him feeling anger, hate and disappointment. He would have expected more from her. And she still loved him. She had always loved him. She had confessed it to the whole world the day they had married and now she was denying him that she had promised him for eternity. She hid her face and her tears in Red, who gripped her stronger than before. She heard his mental voice soothing her so lightly.
"Soulmates don't exist. They were made up to make little children happy at night." Maxius' voice echoed through the hallway. "Isabelle come away from that man. He is very dangerous. He will hurt you. He is the one that killed your family."
Isabelle had stopped listening. Her mind was focused on the past. She saw all. The land of the Rebels was not how Maxius had told her. It was ever so much more. It was a civilisation. It was the past the humans had created. It had been added to. It had changed.
Then one day the armies of the Council had come. All of the forces throughout the land joined in chorus against them. The armies of the Council were defeated, but before their dying breath they raided a town next to the Thames. The capital of the Rebel world. London.
There was her family. Her mother, her father, fighting to save their one child. A only daughter. Isabelle. They were slaughtered by Maxius, drunk. Tears bit Isabelle's eyes as she saw her parents die at the hand of Maxius. He then saw her and took her back.
"You murdering bastard." Isabelle choked out. Red held her tighter. Behind her she heard Maxius gasp.
"Who do you mean, Isabelle?" His voice rocked slightly.
"You killed my parents you scum." Isabelle turned to see Maxius in a defeated stance staring at her dumbfounded.
"How do you know that?" Maxius looked stunned and his jaw dropped a inch.
Isabelle couldn't look at him so she stormed up the stairs past all the girls. Someone followed her.
-*-
I'll give you a clue. The person following her is not Red.
Hehheehe. I'll tell you if you review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zabella: The court of human rights will have to be informed..
Dolphin: Vampirenapping is illegal.. Get over it He's mine!
Reduara: Thank you ever so much. I know I am, It comes natural like..
Kitten: Thanks.. You were starting to sound like Puck
Kitty: As ever thanks. Red is in this chapter and good luck with the computer!
Ririka : *jumps round the room and starts screaming then faints*
Aya: Here is the more:
Anatia Redfern: Trust hun bun you are better.. shame.. but true
Shelli: Right here, right now:
Love, may it last forever
Red turned to see Niocoli enter his room from the secret stairway. It was the only entrance and exit. Niocoli nodded to his master and began. "My Lord, your girl is downstairs, in the exercise room. Do you wish to join us?"
"Not yet." Came the reply. "How long have we got?"
"A matter of days my lord."
-*-
Isabelle felt the water surge up around her as she splashed into the water. Water rushed into her open mouth and she choked. Finding her feat she managed to stand on the pool bottom. Her head barely brushed the surface of the water and she pushed off to be able to breathe.
"You all right?" She heard Donnatello call, through his laughter. She saw his laughter fadeas she dipped underwater again. A small smile appeared on her lips as she saw him jump in after her. She began to morph.
Her skin turned blue and her eyes darkened to black. Her body became streamlined as it formed the body of a dolphin.
When the transformation was complete she turned to see Donnatello looking at her like he'd just seen her transform into the goddess Aphrodite. She moved directly towards him and lifted him off his feet. She moved him around the bath as fast as she could, she heard him scream slightly then try to stop.
Dropping him off by the steps into the bath she morphed out. She was greeted by the horrified expessions of the girls and the amused of the boys. Donnatello looked embarrassed and impressed at the same time. "I thought," drawled a posh girl, who was speaking Latin, "that these Spanish girls were suppose to be dainty and gullible."
Isabelle gave the witch a raised eyebrow and grabbed a towel that was held out to her by a small boy, who looked in ore at Niocoli who had just entered. Isabelle marched towards him. "Where's Sashqua?" Isabelle demanded as Sashqua appeared behind Niocoli. She looked dreamy.
"Never stop dreaming." She commented drowsily to Isabelle, who looked at her in amazement. Niocoli grabbed Sashqua's hand as she passed and kissed it. She looked back at him and smiled contentedly. Her eyes drew to Isabelle and she nodded to her. "Thank you."
"What have you done to her?" Isabelle snapped to Niocoli. He shook his head not knowing then moved towards the boys, who were lifting their weights. Isabelle turned her back to all of them. A soulmate couldn't change you like that. It couldn't.
What if it could, and what if it did? Isabelle felt a shiver run down her back. She shook it off and walked down the steps. The main entrance hall was as grand as it had been it was before. Isabelle moved across the hall and waded through the house searching for an exit to the gardens.
Her wet hair swung about her waist. It was cold and with the Northern weather Goosebumps appeared all over her body. Isabelle opened a glass door onto the gardens. The sun was just setting, it was very early. She walked into the gardens as the rays of the sun turned the landscape a golden orange.
The gardens were green. Every colour of green was imprinted everywhere , even ivy ran up the walls, turning the bricks green. The grass was a rich green and the plants had a light greeny touch on the leaves, with dotted colours where roses and many other coloured flowers.
Isabelle walked down a red brick path, with moss growing in amongst the slabs. It led down to a river, where the water shone midnight navy. The rivers path narrowed where two boulders stood, and the excess water formed a lake. Isabelle dipped her feat into the inky water, it was soft and followed around her feat.
Isabelle waded into the water. It was so cold, but Isabelle had to. She never wanted to turn out like Sashqua, losing her opinion and her life. Isabelle had to get out of this place. She had to get home. Isabelle belonged to Tyra. She was his. She dedicated her life to him.
Isabelle dipped her shoulders into the water and dived under. The cold water hit her like a brick wall. A small goldfish swam beside her ear. Isabelle started to morph. The dolphin form emerged and began immediately to swim. Heading between the two boulders, Isabelle noticed the wall coming up.
Isabelle dived deeper. They were all in the exercise room, but she could take no chances. Reaching the breach in the wall where the river was let into the open, Isabelle came to a dead halt. A metal grid blocked her path to the outside world. Another slammed down behind her. She was trapped beneath the wall, in an island off Gaul, in the hands of rebels, with an illusive soulmate.
Isabelle swam to the top of the wall. She could not breath, she had no gills being a dolphin. Isabelle stopped moving. Her air might last longer if she did nothing, and someone might come to help her. Someone must come, they must have let that second grid go to trap her. Someone. They must.
Isabelle waited quietly as her world slipped away in front of her eyes. Her life swam past her eyes and she gradually slipped into a docile sleep.
-*-
Isabelle groggily opened her eyes. She was back up in the top floor. A door clicked behind her and she turned to see the bedroom door clicking shut. Isabelle froze. Was this her soulmate? Had he saved her? Was it * him *?
Moving her feet to the floor, she found she was sitting on one of the sofas with cushions. Isabelle stood up and crept closer to the door. Opening it slightly Isabelle peered in. It was empty. She walked into the room. It had been her imagination. Again.
Isabelle collapsed on the bed and curled up on the bed. Her head was pounding and her body was burning. She felt sick. She ran into the bathroom where so spat some dirty water from her stomach and lungs.
"Are you feeling better?" A smooth deep voice asked from behind her. She spun round to see * him*, his hair, glowing eyes his slightly tanned skin. Isabelle's knees buckled underneath her. * He* came forward and picked her up, taking her totally into his arms.
Isabelle could not see anything but him. Him. The one she had dreamed of since she could remember. "Who are you?" She stuttered. He looked down at her his eyes showing nothing.
"I am your soulmate." He said emotionless and hard. He touched her skin for the first time and she entered there mind space. Black hit her. She was in a black dimness, with spotted stars of light. There was one extra big light. A sun in space. Her likeness shone through it. Her mental self wearing the weirdest clothes she had ever seen, her hair hanging short around her shoulders.
She saw herself move through a dense hallway. ~ Not now ~ He commanded in her ear and they broke apart.
"RED!" The cry ripped through the house, it held such agony and pain that Isabelle was brought out of her trance.
"Stay here." He said to her. He left her then. She felt his presence go. A part of her that had been empty all her life had come back, for less than a minute, but it had gone again now. She needed it back. She needed it now. Now.
She got up, all of her previous feelings disappeared. Running down the stairs she heard the shouting. All the females were crowded at the top of the main staircases. All were excitedly chatting. Sashqua was white. She grabbed at Isabelle as soon as she came down the stairs.
"My father's here. You know, Cesar Julius. He's here to take me home, but I don't want to go." Sashqua whispered. Maria looked scared Isabelle noticed. She moved slowly down the stairs, dreading what she was going to see. All the rebels were armed standing in positions of protection to the girls. Isabelle looked beyond them to the door.
Maxius stood demandingly next to Tyra. The senator Julius stood next to them both then many other important looking vampires and witches. Isabelle visibly shrank back from them.
"Red, so good to see you again." Maxius said smoothly. Isabelle suddenly felt a rush of warmth for the vampire who had raised her and saved her life. Moving further down the stairs, she came to Tyra's notice. He swallowed heavily and breathed in heavily.
"Isabelle." He said plainly. This brought her to the attention of Maxius and Red who were standing face to face. He was Red. She had known him before. Isabelle shook her head and continued down the stairs.
"Brother, I have missed you." She said formally to her father. She gave her hand for him to kiss. His eyes assessed her over and then took her hand and kissed it. He seemed perturbed. Isabelle then moved on to Tyra. His face was awash with fury and anger directed at Red. "Tyra." She came into hug him, but his movements were robotic.
"Red is it your custom to take young girls from there home and take there innocence? I thought you rebels claimed to be civilised?" Tyra said not dropping Isabelle's hand. He turned her around so he had his hand round her waist and her hand being held over her shoulder.
"No more than it is your to claim expectance with those who apose you." Red's answer was swift and clean.
"Really? Then why did you kidnap my wife." Red's throat muscles moved and Tyra laughed knowing he'd hit a nerve. Red's annoyance did not last long as he soon smiled his ice smile.
"Being a soulmate is far stronger than marriage." Red's retort held no menace or smugness. Tyra span Isabelle away and she fell into Red. His strong arms gripped her and kept her upright. She turned her face away from Tyra, she knew what she would see.
She would see him feeling anger, hate and disappointment. He would have expected more from her. And she still loved him. She had always loved him. She had confessed it to the whole world the day they had married and now she was denying him that she had promised him for eternity. She hid her face and her tears in Red, who gripped her stronger than before. She heard his mental voice soothing her so lightly.
"Soulmates don't exist. They were made up to make little children happy at night." Maxius' voice echoed through the hallway. "Isabelle come away from that man. He is very dangerous. He will hurt you. He is the one that killed your family."
Isabelle had stopped listening. Her mind was focused on the past. She saw all. The land of the Rebels was not how Maxius had told her. It was ever so much more. It was a civilisation. It was the past the humans had created. It had been added to. It had changed.
Then one day the armies of the Council had come. All of the forces throughout the land joined in chorus against them. The armies of the Council were defeated, but before their dying breath they raided a town next to the Thames. The capital of the Rebel world. London.
There was her family. Her mother, her father, fighting to save their one child. A only daughter. Isabelle. They were slaughtered by Maxius, drunk. Tears bit Isabelle's eyes as she saw her parents die at the hand of Maxius. He then saw her and took her back.
"You murdering bastard." Isabelle choked out. Red held her tighter. Behind her she heard Maxius gasp.
"Who do you mean, Isabelle?" His voice rocked slightly.
"You killed my parents you scum." Isabelle turned to see Maxius in a defeated stance staring at her dumbfounded.
"How do you know that?" Maxius looked stunned and his jaw dropped a inch.
Isabelle couldn't look at him so she stormed up the stairs past all the girls. Someone followed her.
-*-
I'll give you a clue. The person following her is not Red.
Hehheehe. I'll tell you if you review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!