MOST IMPORTANT ANNOUCEMENT EVER: it's under a month till my birthday.
Dolphin: well it ain't Sedah anymore so shut up.
Kitty: Thanks, that wonderful however this chapter is shit. Sorry.
Shelli: Thanks, I know it's like ahhhh, but anyway, yeah I am slowing my updations down now, cos lifes a bitch and so is school.
Pandie: You can find out here and now Chutney! All the gory details embrioded in the worst chapie since last chappie 14 in Red.
JFL: I changed Sedah's name. Dante is the new one, if you see Sedah think Dante. Sorry.
SkyDrache: Please no. I hate pop music. I am into rock. But anyway thanks dude. Keep the reviews coming!
Nikki: Hehe! ISABELLA AND RED FOREVER! (or me and red forever..*daydreams*)
Anatia: 100 reviews! It's my life long dream. *daydreams* goddess... do you really think I will get 100? Well this chapter is shit, and the next ain't that much better. But still 100.....
Redaura: He ain't. Here you go the crappist chappie of Red for a hell of a long time. *sighs *
Not again
Isabella opened her eyes to see a ugly werewolf infront of her. Drawl came from his mouth and dripped onto the floor and her feat. No fear entered her mind as the wolf morphed out, into a grey haired young boy, he was about fifteen. His eyes were also grey and they showed fear. Of her. He was scared of her.
He pulled back from her, looking as if he had heard something she hadn't. He gave one last look at her then moved backwards his face falling into the face of a wolf. The wolf turned tail and ran. Isabella for the first time noticed she was in a forest. It was a green forest, warm and alive with the sounds of a forest. Small animals ran around Isabella's feat.
Goosebumps ran up her arms. A cold breeze hit her. It was dawn and the frost was forming on the ground as she watched. She felt tired but bonds behind her back tied her to what she could only guess was a tree. She was quiet as the warmth seeped out of her and the trees dripped dew on her feat which for all she knew could have been icicles.
Isabella felt sleep drift over her. If she went to sleep she knew she would never wake up. It was too cold, but sleep she had to fore she could do nothing else. It was too painful to stay awake.
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Isabella awoke. She was still by the tree and still alive. Her night-gown was ripped to shreds at the bottom and her right shoulder was bleeding. The remains of a fire smokes infront of her and the remains of the heat caught her. A numb feeling had taken over her arms and she couldn't even feel the bonds anymore.
Her mind was haze, a thick white mist kept her from thinking straight. She could no longer feel Red's presence's. That meant one of two things. He was dead, which she could not believe he could ever die, or she surrounded by a witches circle. The invisible circle used the ancient mix of herbs that kept her from sensing the presence of any vampires or witches.
To keep her alive she began to hum, keeping the pain away from her. The theme tune to titanic formed in her tune and words began to form. As she sang her voice echoed throughout the woods, her eyes brimmed with tears and the warm sun could not keep a cold shudder from coming into her body.
"I love you Red. I love you, gods help me, I love you."
"You shouldn't." A voice warned her from behind. Isabella ignored it and continued to cry. Tears choked her voice, but she did nothing to stop them. "He's a murderer." The voice continued, a female one, soft and hard.
"He killed my mum. He killed my dad. He killed my family, he killed my life." The voice echoed throughout the wood. Isabella choked her tears and tried to look at the speaker. They were directly behind her, behind the tree and it's width kept her from seeing them. "I found their bodies, together, daddy died protecting mummy. Mummy's baby in her tummy was ripped to shreds while mummy was made to watch, then she cut open again, her heart taken away. Daddy was held back and the last thing mummy heard was him shouting I love you. Then daddy was cut up."
The voice seemed to have become more childlike with the memories. As it continued it grew up again. "He did that. He ordered them to be murdered. Now I am with the group, they are my family, but if he," She spat the word out, " ever saw me again I'd be dead." The speaker emerged, it was a oval eyed little girl. Her eyed were big and brown, her hair put in two little pigtails.
"Hurts doesn't it? To find out a loved one is a murderer, a cold blooded killer." Isabella looked up to see a tall witch, male infront of her. A crowd of humans, witches and vampires surrounded her. Isabella noticed the grey haired wolf looking with his scared eyes at her, probably afraid that she herself was what Red was.
"I know what Red is, what he has been and what he has done. He has few secrets from me. That is not why I am crying." Isabella told them, tears still falling down her face. The witch looked startled, but hid it quickly. A few of the others exchanged worried glances.
"You are his soulmate?" The witch asked treading carefully. His eyes met hers with no regret or fear. He probably had nothing left to fear Isabella thought. She nodded consent. "Then why are you crying, surely if you know him then you should feel no fear from us in comparison."
"Because this is the end. I have had my time. The millennium has passed and it's the shifter's time now. I wish them all the luck. I will be back to witness their end." Isabella stopped talking as a wave of fear passed through the crowd. Fearful faces showed that the shifters had not been obvious about their take over. Her eyes were full of tears still, and the numbness in her arms began to make her feel as if they were about to drop off.
"How do you know we will kill you?" asked a cold faced human. Isabella turned her full attention to him.
"Because you will. It's too late for me. He didn't change, so I will have to wait another 10,000years. Seems a long time doesn't it? It doesn't when you're in heaven. You see your past life flash before you eyes, and relive the happiest time in your life, over and over again. It never gets boring." The witch looked at her, his eyes were filled with horror. He moved back scared.
The others crowded into groups. They most likely thought she was mad. The wolf morphed and ran off into the woods. Most of the others followed suit. Except the human with the cold face. She stayed moving closer to Isabella who knew her death was imminent. "We will kill you. That rat wolf already tried, but he hasn't got the balls. I have. You will die, Lady Meurtrier. You will."
Isabella looked passed the girl, her eyes begging. There was no response from the cold eyes that met hers. "Duck." She whispered to the girl infront of her. The girl jumped back with shock then turned to face Red, whose eyes were blazing with menace. His yellow eyes were fiery and seem to like mini suns burning. Red revealed his fangs and sunk them deep into the girls white neck, turning it crimson.
Isabella turned her face away. She remembered from the millennium before what it was like to feel that hunger and feel the warm blood trickling into her mouth. Isabelle felt sick. Her mouth already dry from lack of water suddenly tasted the putrid taste of acid. She spat it out. Red finished with the girl who he threw against a tree as the sickening sound of breaking bones hit her ears. He came and undid her bonds easily.
He was better than that than at undoing her bra strap, she thought quickly. Dismissing the thought quickly she noticed Red's grin and felt the bonds supporting her collapse and so did she. He caught her deftly. She caught a glimpse that she stored in her memory forever. Red, his hair slightly out of place, blood staining his lips dark red, his eyes glowing. He looked wild. He looked what he was: dangerous.
He then pulled her into his chest placing his hands on the back of her head. Safe from harm. He took the saying what you can't see, can't hurt you literally. Isabella didn't mind. She was safe for the moment. She knew she had nothing to fear. Red would not let her die. Nothing could harm her. That's not right, a little voice whispered. Isabella blanked the voice.
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Short chappie there folks. What chappie is this? 11 isn't it? Humm. Yeah well then only a couple more to go......
Dolphin: well it ain't Sedah anymore so shut up.
Kitty: Thanks, that wonderful however this chapter is shit. Sorry.
Shelli: Thanks, I know it's like ahhhh, but anyway, yeah I am slowing my updations down now, cos lifes a bitch and so is school.
Pandie: You can find out here and now Chutney! All the gory details embrioded in the worst chapie since last chappie 14 in Red.
JFL: I changed Sedah's name. Dante is the new one, if you see Sedah think Dante. Sorry.
SkyDrache: Please no. I hate pop music. I am into rock. But anyway thanks dude. Keep the reviews coming!
Nikki: Hehe! ISABELLA AND RED FOREVER! (or me and red forever..*daydreams*)
Anatia: 100 reviews! It's my life long dream. *daydreams* goddess... do you really think I will get 100? Well this chapter is shit, and the next ain't that much better. But still 100.....
Redaura: He ain't. Here you go the crappist chappie of Red for a hell of a long time. *sighs *
Not again
Isabella opened her eyes to see a ugly werewolf infront of her. Drawl came from his mouth and dripped onto the floor and her feat. No fear entered her mind as the wolf morphed out, into a grey haired young boy, he was about fifteen. His eyes were also grey and they showed fear. Of her. He was scared of her.
He pulled back from her, looking as if he had heard something she hadn't. He gave one last look at her then moved backwards his face falling into the face of a wolf. The wolf turned tail and ran. Isabella for the first time noticed she was in a forest. It was a green forest, warm and alive with the sounds of a forest. Small animals ran around Isabella's feat.
Goosebumps ran up her arms. A cold breeze hit her. It was dawn and the frost was forming on the ground as she watched. She felt tired but bonds behind her back tied her to what she could only guess was a tree. She was quiet as the warmth seeped out of her and the trees dripped dew on her feat which for all she knew could have been icicles.
Isabella felt sleep drift over her. If she went to sleep she knew she would never wake up. It was too cold, but sleep she had to fore she could do nothing else. It was too painful to stay awake.
-*-
Isabella awoke. She was still by the tree and still alive. Her night-gown was ripped to shreds at the bottom and her right shoulder was bleeding. The remains of a fire smokes infront of her and the remains of the heat caught her. A numb feeling had taken over her arms and she couldn't even feel the bonds anymore.
Her mind was haze, a thick white mist kept her from thinking straight. She could no longer feel Red's presence's. That meant one of two things. He was dead, which she could not believe he could ever die, or she surrounded by a witches circle. The invisible circle used the ancient mix of herbs that kept her from sensing the presence of any vampires or witches.
To keep her alive she began to hum, keeping the pain away from her. The theme tune to titanic formed in her tune and words began to form. As she sang her voice echoed throughout the woods, her eyes brimmed with tears and the warm sun could not keep a cold shudder from coming into her body.
"I love you Red. I love you, gods help me, I love you."
"You shouldn't." A voice warned her from behind. Isabella ignored it and continued to cry. Tears choked her voice, but she did nothing to stop them. "He's a murderer." The voice continued, a female one, soft and hard.
"He killed my mum. He killed my dad. He killed my family, he killed my life." The voice echoed throughout the wood. Isabella choked her tears and tried to look at the speaker. They were directly behind her, behind the tree and it's width kept her from seeing them. "I found their bodies, together, daddy died protecting mummy. Mummy's baby in her tummy was ripped to shreds while mummy was made to watch, then she cut open again, her heart taken away. Daddy was held back and the last thing mummy heard was him shouting I love you. Then daddy was cut up."
The voice seemed to have become more childlike with the memories. As it continued it grew up again. "He did that. He ordered them to be murdered. Now I am with the group, they are my family, but if he," She spat the word out, " ever saw me again I'd be dead." The speaker emerged, it was a oval eyed little girl. Her eyed were big and brown, her hair put in two little pigtails.
"Hurts doesn't it? To find out a loved one is a murderer, a cold blooded killer." Isabella looked up to see a tall witch, male infront of her. A crowd of humans, witches and vampires surrounded her. Isabella noticed the grey haired wolf looking with his scared eyes at her, probably afraid that she herself was what Red was.
"I know what Red is, what he has been and what he has done. He has few secrets from me. That is not why I am crying." Isabella told them, tears still falling down her face. The witch looked startled, but hid it quickly. A few of the others exchanged worried glances.
"You are his soulmate?" The witch asked treading carefully. His eyes met hers with no regret or fear. He probably had nothing left to fear Isabella thought. She nodded consent. "Then why are you crying, surely if you know him then you should feel no fear from us in comparison."
"Because this is the end. I have had my time. The millennium has passed and it's the shifter's time now. I wish them all the luck. I will be back to witness their end." Isabella stopped talking as a wave of fear passed through the crowd. Fearful faces showed that the shifters had not been obvious about their take over. Her eyes were full of tears still, and the numbness in her arms began to make her feel as if they were about to drop off.
"How do you know we will kill you?" asked a cold faced human. Isabella turned her full attention to him.
"Because you will. It's too late for me. He didn't change, so I will have to wait another 10,000years. Seems a long time doesn't it? It doesn't when you're in heaven. You see your past life flash before you eyes, and relive the happiest time in your life, over and over again. It never gets boring." The witch looked at her, his eyes were filled with horror. He moved back scared.
The others crowded into groups. They most likely thought she was mad. The wolf morphed and ran off into the woods. Most of the others followed suit. Except the human with the cold face. She stayed moving closer to Isabella who knew her death was imminent. "We will kill you. That rat wolf already tried, but he hasn't got the balls. I have. You will die, Lady Meurtrier. You will."
Isabella looked passed the girl, her eyes begging. There was no response from the cold eyes that met hers. "Duck." She whispered to the girl infront of her. The girl jumped back with shock then turned to face Red, whose eyes were blazing with menace. His yellow eyes were fiery and seem to like mini suns burning. Red revealed his fangs and sunk them deep into the girls white neck, turning it crimson.
Isabella turned her face away. She remembered from the millennium before what it was like to feel that hunger and feel the warm blood trickling into her mouth. Isabelle felt sick. Her mouth already dry from lack of water suddenly tasted the putrid taste of acid. She spat it out. Red finished with the girl who he threw against a tree as the sickening sound of breaking bones hit her ears. He came and undid her bonds easily.
He was better than that than at undoing her bra strap, she thought quickly. Dismissing the thought quickly she noticed Red's grin and felt the bonds supporting her collapse and so did she. He caught her deftly. She caught a glimpse that she stored in her memory forever. Red, his hair slightly out of place, blood staining his lips dark red, his eyes glowing. He looked wild. He looked what he was: dangerous.
He then pulled her into his chest placing his hands on the back of her head. Safe from harm. He took the saying what you can't see, can't hurt you literally. Isabella didn't mind. She was safe for the moment. She knew she had nothing to fear. Red would not let her die. Nothing could harm her. That's not right, a little voice whispered. Isabella blanked the voice.
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Short chappie there folks. What chappie is this? 11 isn't it? Humm. Yeah well then only a couple more to go......