Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Moulin Rouge all I do own is
the rights to the any characters I have created in this story. Please don't
send the lawyers after me!!
I'm innocent.I'm blonde and I'm new!!
NB: This is an A/U
The Windmill turns no more.
~*~ Recap; Alexandria nodded and curled up by her mothers feet pulling a little of the blanket around herself and sighing gently. Marie watched them both and left them alone.
'I have to go find that boy. tell him to leave.before the Duke and his henchman finds out.' ~*~
The Duke paced back and forth in the gothic tower, he had returned from his travels to Italy and had received an anonymous letter. It told him to return to the Montemarte for something that belonged to him was there. The Duke paused in front of the window and gazed down at the empty Moulin Rouge.
'How dare she die! How dare she fall in love with that foolish boy.I should have had him killed when I had the chance.'
The Duke threw his hat down onto a nearby chair and resumed his pacing. His henchman sat in the corner silently. There was a knock on the doors and a thin and weasel looking like woman stood in the doorway. She curtsied and walked over to the duke, her rough clothing rustling as she approached him. The Duke wrinkled up his nose at the site of her and stepped back.
"What do you want???"
"I'm 'ere to give you the message Duke.the writer, Christian has returned to the Moulin Rouge twice now."
"So.what difference does it make?" The Duke spoke with a cynical tone but inside he was fuming at the thought that the by had returned.
"But I know what happened to Satine." The woman smiled and looked at the Duke awaiting his reaction.
"Yes I know! She died.Zidler told me.why else did I close down that wretched place."
"But your wrong Duke. Satine is alive." The young woman began to make her way back towards the door. "But I doubt you would want to know."
The Duke sneered and turned to watch the woman go.
"How much??!"
"Ohhh.I'd say.300 francs would do it."
"Give the money to her." With that the henchman walked over to the woman and thrust 300 francs at her. The woman smiled and walked back over to the Duke as she sat in a chair.
"Well after you left Zidler sent Satine away to the South of France. The doctor told her it would stop her illness. Well she stayed there for a few years. Then she returned to the Montemarte shortly after Zidlers death. And as far as I know she is still living here in Montemarte, but I dun know where. Now Christian is back as well and I dun know where he is staying either but I know he has been to the Moulin Rouge." The woman got up and smiled. "I hope that you go all you needed to know. If ya need me again just ask for Katherine.or Kath.they'll know who I am darlin."
The Duke nodded and smiled. He waited until the woman had left and then began to laugh. His henchman smiled and cracked his knuckles.
"Tonight my friend we await at the Moulin Rouge. Perhaps our friend Christian will appear."
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Marie walked quickly down the streets towards the Moulin Rouge, she had to find Christian and tell him to leave, and she pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders and quickened her pace. Up ahead she could see the Moulin Rouge and to her surprise to people entering the Moulin Rouge. Marie paused for a moment and wondered whether it was safe to go in there. no one knew where she was. Marie sighed and carried on walking she had to get this whole thing sorted before someone got hurt.
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Christian sat up on the stage tucked back in the side wings, he was writing the next chapter of his novel to send back to his publisher in England. He smiled and leant back, somehow even though the Moulin Rouge held sad memories for him it made him feel relaxed. And for some reason he was able to think clearly when it came to writing his novel. Christian sat up, he thought he had heard voices and footsteps outside the Moulin Rouge but it must have been his imagination. no one came to the Moulin Rouge any more. He sat there listening quietly waiting to see if her could hear any more, the doors began to open to reveal to men, one thin and short and one tall and built very much like a brick in Christians opinion. He watched them as they began to walk towards the stage. A shaft of light fell across the two men's faces to reveal that it was the Duke and his Henchman. Christian's eyes widened and he crawled back behind a curtain. He closed his eyes and sat there keeping as quiet as he could. Again the door opened and he heard the sudden gasp of a female.
"D...Duke!!"
The Duke laughed and began to walk towards Marie. Marie backed up and opened the doors behind her.
"Come back. believe you have some explaining to do on Zidlers behalf my dear lady."
There was a muffled cry and a low thud as a body hit the floor. Christian looked around himself to find a way out. He had to escape and get help, he knew that whatever this woman knew the duke would get it from her using any means possible. Even if it meant brining her to the edge of death.
Sorry it's such an evil place to end it but I need to sort my plans out for the continuation and write the next chapter! Love to all bye!
NB: This is an A/U
The Windmill turns no more.
~*~ Recap; Alexandria nodded and curled up by her mothers feet pulling a little of the blanket around herself and sighing gently. Marie watched them both and left them alone.
'I have to go find that boy. tell him to leave.before the Duke and his henchman finds out.' ~*~
The Duke paced back and forth in the gothic tower, he had returned from his travels to Italy and had received an anonymous letter. It told him to return to the Montemarte for something that belonged to him was there. The Duke paused in front of the window and gazed down at the empty Moulin Rouge.
'How dare she die! How dare she fall in love with that foolish boy.I should have had him killed when I had the chance.'
The Duke threw his hat down onto a nearby chair and resumed his pacing. His henchman sat in the corner silently. There was a knock on the doors and a thin and weasel looking like woman stood in the doorway. She curtsied and walked over to the duke, her rough clothing rustling as she approached him. The Duke wrinkled up his nose at the site of her and stepped back.
"What do you want???"
"I'm 'ere to give you the message Duke.the writer, Christian has returned to the Moulin Rouge twice now."
"So.what difference does it make?" The Duke spoke with a cynical tone but inside he was fuming at the thought that the by had returned.
"But I know what happened to Satine." The woman smiled and looked at the Duke awaiting his reaction.
"Yes I know! She died.Zidler told me.why else did I close down that wretched place."
"But your wrong Duke. Satine is alive." The young woman began to make her way back towards the door. "But I doubt you would want to know."
The Duke sneered and turned to watch the woman go.
"How much??!"
"Ohhh.I'd say.300 francs would do it."
"Give the money to her." With that the henchman walked over to the woman and thrust 300 francs at her. The woman smiled and walked back over to the Duke as she sat in a chair.
"Well after you left Zidler sent Satine away to the South of France. The doctor told her it would stop her illness. Well she stayed there for a few years. Then she returned to the Montemarte shortly after Zidlers death. And as far as I know she is still living here in Montemarte, but I dun know where. Now Christian is back as well and I dun know where he is staying either but I know he has been to the Moulin Rouge." The woman got up and smiled. "I hope that you go all you needed to know. If ya need me again just ask for Katherine.or Kath.they'll know who I am darlin."
The Duke nodded and smiled. He waited until the woman had left and then began to laugh. His henchman smiled and cracked his knuckles.
"Tonight my friend we await at the Moulin Rouge. Perhaps our friend Christian will appear."
~~~~
Marie walked quickly down the streets towards the Moulin Rouge, she had to find Christian and tell him to leave, and she pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders and quickened her pace. Up ahead she could see the Moulin Rouge and to her surprise to people entering the Moulin Rouge. Marie paused for a moment and wondered whether it was safe to go in there. no one knew where she was. Marie sighed and carried on walking she had to get this whole thing sorted before someone got hurt.
~~~~
Christian sat up on the stage tucked back in the side wings, he was writing the next chapter of his novel to send back to his publisher in England. He smiled and leant back, somehow even though the Moulin Rouge held sad memories for him it made him feel relaxed. And for some reason he was able to think clearly when it came to writing his novel. Christian sat up, he thought he had heard voices and footsteps outside the Moulin Rouge but it must have been his imagination. no one came to the Moulin Rouge any more. He sat there listening quietly waiting to see if her could hear any more, the doors began to open to reveal to men, one thin and short and one tall and built very much like a brick in Christians opinion. He watched them as they began to walk towards the stage. A shaft of light fell across the two men's faces to reveal that it was the Duke and his Henchman. Christian's eyes widened and he crawled back behind a curtain. He closed his eyes and sat there keeping as quiet as he could. Again the door opened and he heard the sudden gasp of a female.
"D...Duke!!"
The Duke laughed and began to walk towards Marie. Marie backed up and opened the doors behind her.
"Come back. believe you have some explaining to do on Zidlers behalf my dear lady."
There was a muffled cry and a low thud as a body hit the floor. Christian looked around himself to find a way out. He had to escape and get help, he knew that whatever this woman knew the duke would get it from her using any means possible. Even if it meant brining her to the edge of death.
Sorry it's such an evil place to end it but I need to sort my plans out for the continuation and write the next chapter! Love to all bye!