Ok people Announcement: I have changed Red's son's name. It's now Dante
instead of Sedah! The character is changed as well!
I would like to dedicate this chappie to SkyDrache cos she made a really nice comment! I would also like it known this story is about Isabella not RED!
Zabella: I know how sweet is that?
Redaura: Monkeys DUDE! I never thought of it! Because I don't think the mass murder of the entire population of Rome would be totally correct to my story line. Heres more:
SkyDrache: You have no idea how much I appreciate that! Thanks dude! But I tell you what, don't listen to Darius it will give you mental trauma for life.
JLF: Thanks and here you go!
Pandie Kattetan: DO you pull everything? Anyways here you go, another chapter another bit of Red.
Celebrations
Isabella smiled as the place erupted in applause. Red turned to Isabella and slipped a ring on her finger. It was a gleaming piece of metal. It was blood red with diamonds imbedded in the sides. There was nothing Isabella could do but laugh and hug Red.
She whispered in his ear as they parted, 'No killings tonight, ok?" He shook his head in a negative as they turned to their audience. Isabella looked over the settings, it looked to her as if the great god Ares was smiling down at her. A small missile hit her as Marie hugged her very hard.
Isabella detached herself from her friend who was crying her eyes out. She walked over to Maxius who was standing away from the rest of the crowd. He looked down at her, his eyes showing signs of being round Red too much. He was showing no emotion as he looked down at her.
She playfully punched him in the stomach then rapped her arms around him. He didn't seem surprised. He seemed wistful. ~ Most fathers' feel that on the day their daughters marry ~ Red informed her. She ignored him and pushed her face into his hard chest.
"Mistress, your baby is crying. Will you please take him?" A voice asked from behind her as Isabella slowly detached herself from her father. She shook her head at the small baby that was wriggling in the slave's arms. She took her baby off the slave and turned back to Maxius who was gaping at her.
"Hey Sedah, meet your granddad. Maxius this is your grandson, Dante." Both the boys stared at each other. "Oh for goodness sake, Maxius, say something!"
"You only just got married. You missed a stage, and I take by the glowing eyes and hair that it's not your late husband's." Maxius said looking at the baby and prodding him in his tummy. Dante promptly sank his fangs into Maxius' finger. Maxius' eyes blazed as he withdrew his finger rapidly from the baby's mouth.
"Definitely Red's." Isabella nodded amused. " I thought I was dreaming personally, but there's the evidence that it wasn't." She played with Dante's fingers. Dante giggled and she smiled happily down at him. She felt Red's presence behind her.
"I hear, sir, that that is your doing." Maxius asked plainly. Red grimaced looking down at the baby in his wife's arms. "What is he named after, Dante?"
"Yes, unfortunately, no one is perfect. I have also been wondering about the name. In all my 12,000years I have heard very few with such a name." Red commented picking his wife up, and holding her like she was holding his baby.
"It means ever-lasting. I like it." Isabella looked beseechingly at Red. He snarled at the baby. Dante whimpered.
"What a wimp. I can't believe he is my son." Dante stopped whimpering and fixed his unemotional eyes on his father. Red gazed back. Isabella started laughing so hard she couldn't stop. Maxius started coughing very hard, which suggested to Isabella that she was not alone in finding humour in this situation.
A tall Redfern came up to the group, he and Red matched in height. His eyes fell on Isabella and recognition reflected in his eyes. Isabella smiled back knowingly. The Redfern was followed by senators which Isabella vaguely recognised. She had the sudden urge to bow and disappear into the wall, which it what she had done with Tyra.
Isabella looked up into Red's eyes. He was still carrying her like a baby. Dante was looking at Red with unemotional eyes. ~ Red put me down. ~ Red ignored her and nodded to the senators.
"Red. We have enjoyed this wonderful celebrations, and hope to be seeing you within the senate within a few weeks." Red raised an eyebrow and chuckled. Maxius looked distinctly nervous.
"I will never make a deal with the senate, no fear. You power is about to fall, I have no need to make your reign last longer. " The senators feigned laughter at this suggestion, but Isabella saw the fear within them.
"The Empire is as strong as ever, I see no reason why this great city will ever fall." A senator said, with amusement. Red smiled at him, which Isabella noticed scared the senators, and left the group.
The tall Redfern followed the couple. He came up beside Red and they walked together in amongst the crowd. Baby Dante examined the newcomer, as did the newcomer Dante. "I suppose I should congratulate you, old friend?" The Redfern asked, a note of humour in his voice.
"On the contrary, I'll think there is nothing to be congratulated on. However I feel that I should congratulate you. I have not seen you in the past 5,000 years, but I have heard that you claimed your inheritance well enough. The Redfern heir always did suit you, though I do believe the relative which deceased to help you to acquire this position did it in true Fourth Fighter style."
"Brother, this position which I do now hold is becoming a pain. It has been fun, but now I have more important things to concern myself with. My soulmate will be back soon, old souls always give you a second chance don't they?" He asked as they left the main centre of town.
"Yes, I would believe so. I believe you have met my wife, Isabella, though it could have been a couple of centuries ago." Red slurred as they slowly strolled down the street surrounded by a crowd of dancing children, women and men. The Redfern nodded to her and smiled.
"My lady, I do not think we have been formally introduced. I am Ares Redfern, your husband's old friend and vice to the fourth fighters." He took her hand which she offered to him after taking it from under the baby's head. Dante growled as they shook and Ares looked amused at Red who ignored his son.
"Ares, yes it was in slightly unfortunate circumstances. By any small chance you wouldn't like to disclose how old a friend? I know at least 10,000 years, but I believe my soulmate goes beyond that." Isabella tickled Dante under his chin and stuck his tongue out at Red. Red blinked as Isabella chuckled.
"I am happy to say, my lady, that I am younger than my brother here, by about 1,500 years. I was born in 1500A.D. or around then I happen to forget, it was a long time ago." He smiled as they reached Red's mansion. "My Lady, I will leave you in the capable hands of your husband. Goodnight, I hope to be seeing you soon."
Red led his bride into the mansion, leaving the revealing crowd behind them. "Lady Meurtrier, Your home, tu casa." He opened to door into the hallway then up to their room. He carried her up there, over the threshold and into their new life.
-*-
Isabella opened her eyes to the evening light. The curtains hung lightly in the wind. Red was lying peacefully in the bed, well, she considered, as peacefully as ever he could be. Peace never lasted though. Not unless he changed, or she changed.
Red hadn't changed over the 10,000 years. He had developed a sense of humour, though, she comforted herself. Now they had Dante. "I bet he won't live to see me grow old." Isabella thought, placidly. "Actually, I don't think I will live to see me grow old."
She laughed. No, she would not grow old, unless she did it alone. She turned her body round and looked at the cradle, which swung lightly. She walked up to the cradle looking down at the small boy.
"Who's my baby then?" She stroked his cheek as he slept. Isabella moved out the door and onto the terrace, down into the courtyard. The water fountain was bubbling merrily. It was quiet down in the courtyard.
Suddenly a hand slipped around Isabella's neck and she slipped into darkness.
-*-
Review and you'll know why she is being attacked.
I would like to dedicate this chappie to SkyDrache cos she made a really nice comment! I would also like it known this story is about Isabella not RED!
Zabella: I know how sweet is that?
Redaura: Monkeys DUDE! I never thought of it! Because I don't think the mass murder of the entire population of Rome would be totally correct to my story line. Heres more:
SkyDrache: You have no idea how much I appreciate that! Thanks dude! But I tell you what, don't listen to Darius it will give you mental trauma for life.
JLF: Thanks and here you go!
Pandie Kattetan: DO you pull everything? Anyways here you go, another chapter another bit of Red.
Celebrations
Isabella smiled as the place erupted in applause. Red turned to Isabella and slipped a ring on her finger. It was a gleaming piece of metal. It was blood red with diamonds imbedded in the sides. There was nothing Isabella could do but laugh and hug Red.
She whispered in his ear as they parted, 'No killings tonight, ok?" He shook his head in a negative as they turned to their audience. Isabella looked over the settings, it looked to her as if the great god Ares was smiling down at her. A small missile hit her as Marie hugged her very hard.
Isabella detached herself from her friend who was crying her eyes out. She walked over to Maxius who was standing away from the rest of the crowd. He looked down at her, his eyes showing signs of being round Red too much. He was showing no emotion as he looked down at her.
She playfully punched him in the stomach then rapped her arms around him. He didn't seem surprised. He seemed wistful. ~ Most fathers' feel that on the day their daughters marry ~ Red informed her. She ignored him and pushed her face into his hard chest.
"Mistress, your baby is crying. Will you please take him?" A voice asked from behind her as Isabella slowly detached herself from her father. She shook her head at the small baby that was wriggling in the slave's arms. She took her baby off the slave and turned back to Maxius who was gaping at her.
"Hey Sedah, meet your granddad. Maxius this is your grandson, Dante." Both the boys stared at each other. "Oh for goodness sake, Maxius, say something!"
"You only just got married. You missed a stage, and I take by the glowing eyes and hair that it's not your late husband's." Maxius said looking at the baby and prodding him in his tummy. Dante promptly sank his fangs into Maxius' finger. Maxius' eyes blazed as he withdrew his finger rapidly from the baby's mouth.
"Definitely Red's." Isabella nodded amused. " I thought I was dreaming personally, but there's the evidence that it wasn't." She played with Dante's fingers. Dante giggled and she smiled happily down at him. She felt Red's presence behind her.
"I hear, sir, that that is your doing." Maxius asked plainly. Red grimaced looking down at the baby in his wife's arms. "What is he named after, Dante?"
"Yes, unfortunately, no one is perfect. I have also been wondering about the name. In all my 12,000years I have heard very few with such a name." Red commented picking his wife up, and holding her like she was holding his baby.
"It means ever-lasting. I like it." Isabella looked beseechingly at Red. He snarled at the baby. Dante whimpered.
"What a wimp. I can't believe he is my son." Dante stopped whimpering and fixed his unemotional eyes on his father. Red gazed back. Isabella started laughing so hard she couldn't stop. Maxius started coughing very hard, which suggested to Isabella that she was not alone in finding humour in this situation.
A tall Redfern came up to the group, he and Red matched in height. His eyes fell on Isabella and recognition reflected in his eyes. Isabella smiled back knowingly. The Redfern was followed by senators which Isabella vaguely recognised. She had the sudden urge to bow and disappear into the wall, which it what she had done with Tyra.
Isabella looked up into Red's eyes. He was still carrying her like a baby. Dante was looking at Red with unemotional eyes. ~ Red put me down. ~ Red ignored her and nodded to the senators.
"Red. We have enjoyed this wonderful celebrations, and hope to be seeing you within the senate within a few weeks." Red raised an eyebrow and chuckled. Maxius looked distinctly nervous.
"I will never make a deal with the senate, no fear. You power is about to fall, I have no need to make your reign last longer. " The senators feigned laughter at this suggestion, but Isabella saw the fear within them.
"The Empire is as strong as ever, I see no reason why this great city will ever fall." A senator said, with amusement. Red smiled at him, which Isabella noticed scared the senators, and left the group.
The tall Redfern followed the couple. He came up beside Red and they walked together in amongst the crowd. Baby Dante examined the newcomer, as did the newcomer Dante. "I suppose I should congratulate you, old friend?" The Redfern asked, a note of humour in his voice.
"On the contrary, I'll think there is nothing to be congratulated on. However I feel that I should congratulate you. I have not seen you in the past 5,000 years, but I have heard that you claimed your inheritance well enough. The Redfern heir always did suit you, though I do believe the relative which deceased to help you to acquire this position did it in true Fourth Fighter style."
"Brother, this position which I do now hold is becoming a pain. It has been fun, but now I have more important things to concern myself with. My soulmate will be back soon, old souls always give you a second chance don't they?" He asked as they left the main centre of town.
"Yes, I would believe so. I believe you have met my wife, Isabella, though it could have been a couple of centuries ago." Red slurred as they slowly strolled down the street surrounded by a crowd of dancing children, women and men. The Redfern nodded to her and smiled.
"My lady, I do not think we have been formally introduced. I am Ares Redfern, your husband's old friend and vice to the fourth fighters." He took her hand which she offered to him after taking it from under the baby's head. Dante growled as they shook and Ares looked amused at Red who ignored his son.
"Ares, yes it was in slightly unfortunate circumstances. By any small chance you wouldn't like to disclose how old a friend? I know at least 10,000 years, but I believe my soulmate goes beyond that." Isabella tickled Dante under his chin and stuck his tongue out at Red. Red blinked as Isabella chuckled.
"I am happy to say, my lady, that I am younger than my brother here, by about 1,500 years. I was born in 1500A.D. or around then I happen to forget, it was a long time ago." He smiled as they reached Red's mansion. "My Lady, I will leave you in the capable hands of your husband. Goodnight, I hope to be seeing you soon."
Red led his bride into the mansion, leaving the revealing crowd behind them. "Lady Meurtrier, Your home, tu casa." He opened to door into the hallway then up to their room. He carried her up there, over the threshold and into their new life.
-*-
Isabella opened her eyes to the evening light. The curtains hung lightly in the wind. Red was lying peacefully in the bed, well, she considered, as peacefully as ever he could be. Peace never lasted though. Not unless he changed, or she changed.
Red hadn't changed over the 10,000 years. He had developed a sense of humour, though, she comforted herself. Now they had Dante. "I bet he won't live to see me grow old." Isabella thought, placidly. "Actually, I don't think I will live to see me grow old."
She laughed. No, she would not grow old, unless she did it alone. She turned her body round and looked at the cradle, which swung lightly. She walked up to the cradle looking down at the small boy.
"Who's my baby then?" She stroked his cheek as he slept. Isabella moved out the door and onto the terrace, down into the courtyard. The water fountain was bubbling merrily. It was quiet down in the courtyard.
Suddenly a hand slipped around Isabella's neck and she slipped into darkness.
-*-
Review and you'll know why she is being attacked.