A few hours later Anne was standing in front of a beautiful building, it
felt really strange when John told her it just was finished a few weeks
ago, considering how the house looked, a new house to her was a boring
terrace house, not house looking like this, it was so...so old in her eyes.
Well inside he gave her a short tour, and showed her to her room, "Anne,
you need new cloths so you will fit in this universe" As John said this she
looked herself over, and it was first now she noticed that she still was in
her nigh gown and blushed, "Yeah, you are right" and the watcher smiled, "I
will send for mrs. Carlton" and with that he left the young slayer on her
own.
Half an hour later a middle aged woman entered with a warm smile playing on her lips and bowed her head slightly, "Welcome to London my lady" and Anne returned the smile, "Thanks" then Anne asked a bit nervously, "What kind of clothing am I going to be dressed in?" mrs. Carlton though the question was rather strange but still answered, "Beautiful dresses of satin, slik and such, like any lovly lady in your possition my lady" "I thought so..." Anne said quietly, then smiled, "Shall we begin then?" "Of course, what coulor would you like my lady?" "I like red... white... blue... I suppose black is out of the question?" "Has anyone died my lady?" Anne though about what to answer for a few seconds, then sadly answered "No.. just left"
Later that day, after mrs. Carlton had left, John found her holding a couple of dresses in his armes, "Thease were my sisters, she got married last moth and moved to Brighton. She left almost all her clothing. I think they will fit you. You can borrow them for now." and Anne smiled at her 19th century watcher, "Thank you" then she asked, "What year is this?" "Year 1811 of our lord" "Oh, thanks" then the man smiled and left her so she could get out of her night-gown. An hour later one of the servants found Anne dressed in in dark blue satin gown, and smiled kindly at young lady, "My lady, Sir John wishes to see you, if you would please follow me"
"Anne, I will give you two options for this evening" he told her while she entered and rolled her eyes at the man's behaviour, he actes as if it would be impossible to refuse his orders, just like her first watcher had done in the begining. "One, go to a dinner party, or two, slaying" "I would rather slay" Anne answered truthfully, and John's eyes wided in disbelief, then he gathered himself, "Very well, I will get your slaying clothing and weaponry"
A while later Anne found herself walking the street, with only a stake for company when she heard a female voice yell, from a small alley and so ran to it. As she reached it she saw Darla attacking a short red head. It took a few seconds before Anne was able to get over the surprise of seeing her lover's sire again and called for the vampire to her to make her pressance known,
TBC.....
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Half an hour later a middle aged woman entered with a warm smile playing on her lips and bowed her head slightly, "Welcome to London my lady" and Anne returned the smile, "Thanks" then Anne asked a bit nervously, "What kind of clothing am I going to be dressed in?" mrs. Carlton though the question was rather strange but still answered, "Beautiful dresses of satin, slik and such, like any lovly lady in your possition my lady" "I thought so..." Anne said quietly, then smiled, "Shall we begin then?" "Of course, what coulor would you like my lady?" "I like red... white... blue... I suppose black is out of the question?" "Has anyone died my lady?" Anne though about what to answer for a few seconds, then sadly answered "No.. just left"
Later that day, after mrs. Carlton had left, John found her holding a couple of dresses in his armes, "Thease were my sisters, she got married last moth and moved to Brighton. She left almost all her clothing. I think they will fit you. You can borrow them for now." and Anne smiled at her 19th century watcher, "Thank you" then she asked, "What year is this?" "Year 1811 of our lord" "Oh, thanks" then the man smiled and left her so she could get out of her night-gown. An hour later one of the servants found Anne dressed in in dark blue satin gown, and smiled kindly at young lady, "My lady, Sir John wishes to see you, if you would please follow me"
"Anne, I will give you two options for this evening" he told her while she entered and rolled her eyes at the man's behaviour, he actes as if it would be impossible to refuse his orders, just like her first watcher had done in the begining. "One, go to a dinner party, or two, slaying" "I would rather slay" Anne answered truthfully, and John's eyes wided in disbelief, then he gathered himself, "Very well, I will get your slaying clothing and weaponry"
A while later Anne found herself walking the street, with only a stake for company when she heard a female voice yell, from a small alley and so ran to it. As she reached it she saw Darla attacking a short red head. It took a few seconds before Anne was able to get over the surprise of seeing her lover's sire again and called for the vampire to her to make her pressance known,
TBC.....
Please review! Have any idea what name to give thi fic? Do you like it? Want me to continue? Let me know! PLEASE!