A tension like none ever experienced slammed into the air around the stage
of the Moulin Rouge as the entrance doors to the outside courtyard swung
open with a creak. A shadowy figure stood in the doorway, staring inside
with a calculated sneer plastered onto his face. This expression lasted for
only a moment until it filtered away into a mask of cool unconcern. Inside,
the Duke turned from his newfound Actress and squinted to see the newcomer.
Warner stepped to the left of the Duke and reached to lay a steady hand on the pistol at his waist.
With a smile, the figure took a step inside and watched the people like a cat.
"Christian." Satine breathed, drawing the Duke's attention.
Frowning he turned back to Christian, "Well, so it is my Dear. The Writer has returned." to Warner he lowered his tone. "Make sure the boy will not interfere with my plans for Satine.if he does, kill him."
Warner nodded and eyed the nearing writer with a grin of pure malice. His and relaxed against the cold metal of the gun.
"Duke, have you decided on your ending?" Christian asked, coming to stand just inches away from the mousy man. "Will the scene have to be rewritten or not?"
His ears, however the form of his question, were not tuned onto the Duke's answer but to the arrival of Nini in the doorway behind him. Her footsteps were quickened and she brushed past him, onto the stage itself. Shuddering, she ducked behind the Tango Dancer and pointed to him, whispering fervently into the man's ear.
Watching her, Christian was reminded of a fearful rabbit that had just spotted a hawk in it's vicinity. Even like the animal, Nini was trembling violently each time her eyes landed onto Christians form. Only a bit of her conversation floated to his ears. ".he's changed somehow, I don't know what."
Scoffing, the Argentinean shrugged off her warning and shushed her with a look. He turned back to the interaction between Christian and the Duke.
".and therefore I will allow the play to end the fantasy way of your dreams."
With a glance that showed he already knew that Christian nodded and suggested that rehearsal started now. Surprisingly, all complied.
As Satine climbed the stairs to begin running through the first act, she turned to make eye contact with Christian.but even though she had made him promise to act as if he didn't love her anymore, it hurt when all that reflected in his eyes was emptiness.
**~**
The flames licked at the hem of her cloak, heating the fabric to almost unbearable conditions but the owner shrugged it off and continued on. The bridge over the river of fire seemed to be giving away with each one of her step but again, she shrugged off the thought of death like it was as routine as breathing.
Her head held high, she walked the long route to the huge gothic castle. It's high turret flags fluttered in an unfelt breeze and the guards before the entrance gate were six legged and winged. They nodded politely as she walked past. Inside she paused in the enormous throne room before an onyx throne. "My Lord." she breathed, bowing her head in respect. Doing so caused her hood to fall and she was revealed as the demonness who had come to Christian the mortal night before.
"Well?" the hand that showed was pale and clawed, gripping the edge of the seat. It lifted and waved for the woman to come closer. "Where is he?"
"The new Changeling?" she shrugged. "Most likely getting used to the demon inside of him." her head raised again and she shot a smug look to the Lord. "They are getting stronger with each new Turning. Soon, they won't need the training you provide--"
"Silence!" he roared, standing with a cloak of black fire surrounding him. "The Tradition stands as it always will. Bring him here or you'll face the Pit again."
**~**
(A/N): Yes, this is a short chapter *ducks flying fruit* But the next one is going to be much longer as we have the scene of Satine dying in the opening night and whatnot. I promise the next chapter will be out within the week.
K-Lie: The temptation of having Christian rip Nini's neck out was too much for me as well but then my Muse told me that Nini would somehow become a deep player in the coming plot so I couldn't.**grumbles** But there's always hope, right?
Trey: Hopefully the next chapters will be longer and quicker to come.
Kalah: Don't worry, they both will get their dues.
Viral Impact: Thanks for the complement! I've read that story too and I'm going to try and make sure my story doesn't parallel that one too much.
Hindi Sad Diamonds: Thanks for saying this is one of your favorites, I love it when readers say that.makes me feel special (. I hope I can remain on your favorites with the coming chapters.
Selene: Even I want to know who she is.she just popped up one night and said "Write me!" so I did.
Warner stepped to the left of the Duke and reached to lay a steady hand on the pistol at his waist.
With a smile, the figure took a step inside and watched the people like a cat.
"Christian." Satine breathed, drawing the Duke's attention.
Frowning he turned back to Christian, "Well, so it is my Dear. The Writer has returned." to Warner he lowered his tone. "Make sure the boy will not interfere with my plans for Satine.if he does, kill him."
Warner nodded and eyed the nearing writer with a grin of pure malice. His and relaxed against the cold metal of the gun.
"Duke, have you decided on your ending?" Christian asked, coming to stand just inches away from the mousy man. "Will the scene have to be rewritten or not?"
His ears, however the form of his question, were not tuned onto the Duke's answer but to the arrival of Nini in the doorway behind him. Her footsteps were quickened and she brushed past him, onto the stage itself. Shuddering, she ducked behind the Tango Dancer and pointed to him, whispering fervently into the man's ear.
Watching her, Christian was reminded of a fearful rabbit that had just spotted a hawk in it's vicinity. Even like the animal, Nini was trembling violently each time her eyes landed onto Christians form. Only a bit of her conversation floated to his ears. ".he's changed somehow, I don't know what."
Scoffing, the Argentinean shrugged off her warning and shushed her with a look. He turned back to the interaction between Christian and the Duke.
".and therefore I will allow the play to end the fantasy way of your dreams."
With a glance that showed he already knew that Christian nodded and suggested that rehearsal started now. Surprisingly, all complied.
As Satine climbed the stairs to begin running through the first act, she turned to make eye contact with Christian.but even though she had made him promise to act as if he didn't love her anymore, it hurt when all that reflected in his eyes was emptiness.
**~**
The flames licked at the hem of her cloak, heating the fabric to almost unbearable conditions but the owner shrugged it off and continued on. The bridge over the river of fire seemed to be giving away with each one of her step but again, she shrugged off the thought of death like it was as routine as breathing.
Her head held high, she walked the long route to the huge gothic castle. It's high turret flags fluttered in an unfelt breeze and the guards before the entrance gate were six legged and winged. They nodded politely as she walked past. Inside she paused in the enormous throne room before an onyx throne. "My Lord." she breathed, bowing her head in respect. Doing so caused her hood to fall and she was revealed as the demonness who had come to Christian the mortal night before.
"Well?" the hand that showed was pale and clawed, gripping the edge of the seat. It lifted and waved for the woman to come closer. "Where is he?"
"The new Changeling?" she shrugged. "Most likely getting used to the demon inside of him." her head raised again and she shot a smug look to the Lord. "They are getting stronger with each new Turning. Soon, they won't need the training you provide--"
"Silence!" he roared, standing with a cloak of black fire surrounding him. "The Tradition stands as it always will. Bring him here or you'll face the Pit again."
**~**
(A/N): Yes, this is a short chapter *ducks flying fruit* But the next one is going to be much longer as we have the scene of Satine dying in the opening night and whatnot. I promise the next chapter will be out within the week.
K-Lie: The temptation of having Christian rip Nini's neck out was too much for me as well but then my Muse told me that Nini would somehow become a deep player in the coming plot so I couldn't.**grumbles** But there's always hope, right?
Trey: Hopefully the next chapters will be longer and quicker to come.
Kalah: Don't worry, they both will get their dues.
Viral Impact: Thanks for the complement! I've read that story too and I'm going to try and make sure my story doesn't parallel that one too much.
Hindi Sad Diamonds: Thanks for saying this is one of your favorites, I love it when readers say that.makes me feel special (. I hope I can remain on your favorites with the coming chapters.
Selene: Even I want to know who she is.she just popped up one night and said "Write me!" so I did.