Well, atlast, here's the 8th chapter. I'm not quite sure about where this story is going. I'm just writing whatever seems cool at the time. How long has it been since I updated this story? A while, huh? So, no more doddling! Let's get on with this story!
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Sitting alone on a throne {hey! that rhymes! lol!} in a dark room was a young woman with wheat-blonde hair. She was bent over a crystal ball, the light it emitted casting eerie shadows over her some-what {Oh, here's a big lie} beautiful face. Pictures of a certian brunette girl and a man with an unruly mane of choclate hair flashed through the ball to fast for the human eye to see. But Relena could see them perfectly.
"So, they've finally reunited, have they," she said in a disgusted mocking tone. "Well, then I guess we will have to do something about that, won't we. Treize! Get your sorry vampire butt in here!"
The proud vampire strolled into the room with deleberate slowness. He flashed a scathing gaze over her and then went on to examine the room in the same manner.
"Trying to re-create the Underworld, are we," he said in his aloof voice.
"Shut your trap, vampire," Relena commanded.
"Looks like someone has their panties in a bunch, eh, Relena?"
"I've told you, never call me Relena," the shrew-woman commanded.
"And what should I call you," Treize asked savagely. "Your Highness? I think not. There's only one demon queen, and that's Elzaim."
"SHUT UP," Relena yelled, using her psychic powers to try to send him flying against a wall.
Treize easily deflected her blast. She still had much to learn. He smiled at her in a cocky manner, dropping his guard. Suddenly, Relena shot a blast from her scythe that she was holding and Treize flew into a wall, blood seeping from his forehead momentarily.
"Now that I have your attention," Relena said. "I have a job for you."
"What kind of job?"
"As you know, I'm going to over-throw Elzaim's power and take her throne for myself. This will all take place during tomorrow night."
"Why tomorrow?"
"Because tomorrow, there is no moon." Here, Relena smirked evily and arose from her throne, sweeping her fancy red dress dramatically. She walked around the room for a moment, then came to a stop in front of Treize and she lifted his chin from it's resting position on his chest. "And why would I wait until there is no moon to attack her? That is a simple one, my dear slave. When there is no moon, Elzaim has nothing to draw strength from. So she is decidedly weaker. I will finally be able to take my rightful place on the Throne of Darkness."
Treize rolled his eyes as Relena began to cackle evilly. She was so annoying that he would have ripped out her throat if he didn't need to keep up this charade.
"Now, here's your job, Treize......"
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Lita sat quietly by the open window with her eyes closed. The sunlight was warming her face pleasently and for the first time since she couldn't remember when, she had no cares in the world.
In the corner, Michelle took out her violin and started playing a sweetly haunting song. It was beautiful and the girls listend with apt attention.
The vampires were holed up in the library. They had been since 6:30 that morning when they had stumbled downstairs drowsily, only to be confronted with the blazing sun shining merrily through the open windows. Duo had suggested a game of cards to pass the time, but it wasn't working. He had soon fell asleep over his hand. Wufei was meditating while Heero was throwing some of the playing cards at him. Trowa was reading some sappy romance novel just to be doing something, and he soon found himself enjoying it. Quatre was sprawled out in an armchair, his eyes closed and he was snoring slightly. The dark room was just so boring!
As Michelle's song ended, Lita heard the rustling of leaves. Her sharp emerald eyes scanned the landscape carefully. There was a full seven acres of land on this mansion's properity and no neighbors for miles, so the noise could have came from anywhere. Everyone stopped what they were doing and listened carefully.
Lita stood from her sitting position on the window sill and was about to jump out the window, when something huge and platinum blonde came flying in the window in question, completly bowling Lita over. The windows and drapes snapped shut and the room was plunged into darkness.
The vampires heard the girls screaming and, with no regard for their own safety, ran into the huge living room.
The first thing that Duo noticed was that Lita was being pinned to the floor by what looked to be a huge platinum blonde wolf. It's fangs were closing around her neck, and a few scarlet drops of her blood dripped onto the carpet.
Being afraid for Lita and not giving his well-being another thought, Duo ran tackled the wolf, knocking it off of Lita. Lita was gasping for the breath that just wouldn't come, her fingers gingerly touch her pierced flesh. She pressed her hands onto either side of her neck, covering her wounds, and closed her eyes tightly. A black light shone from under her blood-covered hands, and then the fang marks were gone completly.
She looked around the room for her attacker. What she saw was Duo, her knight in shining armor (sort of), fending off the huge beast with a chair. *Knight in shining armor,* she asked herself mentally. *No, I can't care about Duo. I don't care about Duo. I'm just starting to imagine things again.*
"Duo, stop," Lita yelled. Duo complied. "He's not what he seems."
"What is he, then," Duo shouted, the chair still raised defensively.
"Millardo," Lita shouted, directing her voice to the wolf. "I command you to show yourself."
The wolf looked at her then shook it's massive head.
"Do it," Lita commanded, throwing a lamp at the beast.
"THAT WAS AN ANTIQUE," Quatre yelled. But no one heard him.
Snarling, the wolf started to change. And before long, before them stood a handsome man with long platinum blonde hair and stunning blue eyes.
"Hello, Elzaim," the man said in his deep voice.
"Why do you come here," Lita demanded, another lamp in hand.
"Can't a man come and see his old lover anymore?"
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And the story goes on! Don't you want to know what happens next? Well, you'll have to wait for the next chapter, won't you? I'm being cruel, I know. Just review and then you'll know what happens! Later Days, Loyal Readers. REVIEW!
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Sitting alone on a throne {hey! that rhymes! lol!} in a dark room was a young woman with wheat-blonde hair. She was bent over a crystal ball, the light it emitted casting eerie shadows over her some-what {Oh, here's a big lie} beautiful face. Pictures of a certian brunette girl and a man with an unruly mane of choclate hair flashed through the ball to fast for the human eye to see. But Relena could see them perfectly.
"So, they've finally reunited, have they," she said in a disgusted mocking tone. "Well, then I guess we will have to do something about that, won't we. Treize! Get your sorry vampire butt in here!"
The proud vampire strolled into the room with deleberate slowness. He flashed a scathing gaze over her and then went on to examine the room in the same manner.
"Trying to re-create the Underworld, are we," he said in his aloof voice.
"Shut your trap, vampire," Relena commanded.
"Looks like someone has their panties in a bunch, eh, Relena?"
"I've told you, never call me Relena," the shrew-woman commanded.
"And what should I call you," Treize asked savagely. "Your Highness? I think not. There's only one demon queen, and that's Elzaim."
"SHUT UP," Relena yelled, using her psychic powers to try to send him flying against a wall.
Treize easily deflected her blast. She still had much to learn. He smiled at her in a cocky manner, dropping his guard. Suddenly, Relena shot a blast from her scythe that she was holding and Treize flew into a wall, blood seeping from his forehead momentarily.
"Now that I have your attention," Relena said. "I have a job for you."
"What kind of job?"
"As you know, I'm going to over-throw Elzaim's power and take her throne for myself. This will all take place during tomorrow night."
"Why tomorrow?"
"Because tomorrow, there is no moon." Here, Relena smirked evily and arose from her throne, sweeping her fancy red dress dramatically. She walked around the room for a moment, then came to a stop in front of Treize and she lifted his chin from it's resting position on his chest. "And why would I wait until there is no moon to attack her? That is a simple one, my dear slave. When there is no moon, Elzaim has nothing to draw strength from. So she is decidedly weaker. I will finally be able to take my rightful place on the Throne of Darkness."
Treize rolled his eyes as Relena began to cackle evilly. She was so annoying that he would have ripped out her throat if he didn't need to keep up this charade.
"Now, here's your job, Treize......"
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Lita sat quietly by the open window with her eyes closed. The sunlight was warming her face pleasently and for the first time since she couldn't remember when, she had no cares in the world.
In the corner, Michelle took out her violin and started playing a sweetly haunting song. It was beautiful and the girls listend with apt attention.
The vampires were holed up in the library. They had been since 6:30 that morning when they had stumbled downstairs drowsily, only to be confronted with the blazing sun shining merrily through the open windows. Duo had suggested a game of cards to pass the time, but it wasn't working. He had soon fell asleep over his hand. Wufei was meditating while Heero was throwing some of the playing cards at him. Trowa was reading some sappy romance novel just to be doing something, and he soon found himself enjoying it. Quatre was sprawled out in an armchair, his eyes closed and he was snoring slightly. The dark room was just so boring!
As Michelle's song ended, Lita heard the rustling of leaves. Her sharp emerald eyes scanned the landscape carefully. There was a full seven acres of land on this mansion's properity and no neighbors for miles, so the noise could have came from anywhere. Everyone stopped what they were doing and listened carefully.
Lita stood from her sitting position on the window sill and was about to jump out the window, when something huge and platinum blonde came flying in the window in question, completly bowling Lita over. The windows and drapes snapped shut and the room was plunged into darkness.
The vampires heard the girls screaming and, with no regard for their own safety, ran into the huge living room.
The first thing that Duo noticed was that Lita was being pinned to the floor by what looked to be a huge platinum blonde wolf. It's fangs were closing around her neck, and a few scarlet drops of her blood dripped onto the carpet.
Being afraid for Lita and not giving his well-being another thought, Duo ran tackled the wolf, knocking it off of Lita. Lita was gasping for the breath that just wouldn't come, her fingers gingerly touch her pierced flesh. She pressed her hands onto either side of her neck, covering her wounds, and closed her eyes tightly. A black light shone from under her blood-covered hands, and then the fang marks were gone completly.
She looked around the room for her attacker. What she saw was Duo, her knight in shining armor (sort of), fending off the huge beast with a chair. *Knight in shining armor,* she asked herself mentally. *No, I can't care about Duo. I don't care about Duo. I'm just starting to imagine things again.*
"Duo, stop," Lita yelled. Duo complied. "He's not what he seems."
"What is he, then," Duo shouted, the chair still raised defensively.
"Millardo," Lita shouted, directing her voice to the wolf. "I command you to show yourself."
The wolf looked at her then shook it's massive head.
"Do it," Lita commanded, throwing a lamp at the beast.
"THAT WAS AN ANTIQUE," Quatre yelled. But no one heard him.
Snarling, the wolf started to change. And before long, before them stood a handsome man with long platinum blonde hair and stunning blue eyes.
"Hello, Elzaim," the man said in his deep voice.
"Why do you come here," Lita demanded, another lamp in hand.
"Can't a man come and see his old lover anymore?"
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And the story goes on! Don't you want to know what happens next? Well, you'll have to wait for the next chapter, won't you? I'm being cruel, I know. Just review and then you'll know what happens! Later Days, Loyal Readers. REVIEW!