A/N: sorry if I make my chapters a little long, I just thought that all I
said there had to be said in one chapter. I'll try to control that in the
future. I'm always open to ideas, and I love reviews!
Voices of Angels The Forest at night is a beautiful thing to see, provided you're not a captive dancer there. Its name actually describes it well, for though it remains dark throughout the day, at night any and all light fades away, leaving the dancers to dance in pure blackness (hence its name, Dark Black Forest). The only lights that remain are the lit arrows the dancers dance upon. To see them flashing different colours through the blackness is like some sort of fantasy. However, Celaeno and Holly were, in fact, captive dancers so they really didn't give a damn about the scenery. They didn't give a damn about much except their freedom and their friendship. It was all they had left, really. As the lights began to fade, Celaeno told Holly that Seamus's lackeys would be by soon to pour reenergizing cordial down their throats. Sure enough she was right, but Holly had learned quickly not to doubt anything Celaeno had to say about the Forest and its evil tyrant ruler. A little after they had taken the cordial and felt reenergized, Celaeno said that Seamus would be by to make his rounds before he retired to his castle. A few minutes later he was. He still looked like the medieval knight on his white horse to Holly, which made her angry. She did wish that she could see what Jonathan looked like though, but she made no mention of this to Celaeno, for fear of hurting her. He smiled at Celaeno and dismounted before her.
"Well Fire Spirit? Have you an answer for me?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention the first five hundred times, what exactly was the question again?" replied Celaeno. Seamus's smile didn't falter.
"Will you marry me, and be my eternal queen?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think that Hell's frozen over yet," she said shortly. Holly smiled admiringly.
"Why do you refuse the love of a king?" Seamus persisted.
"You are a king only in your imagination," Celaeno said scathingly. Seamus scowled for a moment, then hitched his smile up again.
"Ah, yes, the fast tongue that never has anything polite to say," he noted. "What happened to the quick temper that used to accompany it?"
"It's waiting for the right time. The time when it will destroy you, almost the way you've wanted to destroy me," she replied. "So find another one of these poor brain-washed dancers around us to take an interest in and let me be."
"I cannot," Seamus overly-dramatically. "For I am consumed by my love and painful longing for you, only you!"
"What would you know about true love and pain?" snapped Celaeno. "You who cause such pain to others without a care, how could such a monster truly love? Stop asking me, you'll just hear the same thing every night and you know this."
"I'm just waiting," replied Seamus with a shrug.
"Waiting for what?" demanded Celaeno. "For me to cave? To break and kneel before you, swearing to be yours? Not in this century, ask me in the next one, I'm going to live that long anyway."
"There are other ways of getting what I want!" spat Seamus.
"Temper, temper," Celaeno warned, wagging her finger at him as though he was a child who had misbehaved. Seamus just glowered at her, shot a look at Holly that she really didn't like, mounted his horse and rode off.
"Well, I think that blew over better than it normally does," comment Celaeno off-handedly.
"I think that we're in trouble," replied Holly. "Did you see the looks he gave us both before he left?"
"I saw," replied Celaeno. "I care little about what happens to me now, but if you're in any danger I will do whatever it takes to protect you."
"Thanks," said Holly with a smile. Celaeno returned the smile. "Is it possible for us to sleep?" Holly asked.
"I haven't tried in a long while, but I think so," said Celaeno. "I think I'd like to, actually. I haven't in such a long while because I didn't want to dream. I was afraid that if I had dreams of freedom or someone I loved then I'd be driven insane. But maybe not. I want to dream again. Shall we try?"
"Yeah, let's," replied Holly. "Good-night, I guess."
"Good-night," said Celaeno. Both girls closed their eyes, though they wondered if they could sleep while they were still dancing. But sleep overcame them surprisingly quickly. Holly dreamed of dancing of her own accord in a meadow full of beautiful flowers, singing and laughing and sitting down to rest whenever she wanted. She smiled in her sleep, through her enchanted dance. Celaeno had a different kind of dream. In her dream she was walking through a castle. It was beautiful, but she knew that it was Seamus's. That made her wonder why she was so happy to be there. She kept walking, searching for something. Or someone. She soon found who she was looking for. Actually, it was two who's. One was handsome with softly glowing red eyes and hair as white as the moon, dressed in a black tunic, silver leggings, black boots, and a silver shirt. Beside him was a man whom Celaeno considered handsome in his own way. He was dressed in a black tuxedo and a black cloak. A white half-mask concealed part of his face. Both smiled when they saw Celaeno come in and they held out their arms to her. As soon as they touched her, she became older, around twenty-one or so. She looked down at herself in surprise and smiled gratefully up at them.
'It's been a long time, hasn't it?' she asked.
'It certainly has,' agreed Jonathan. 'But we're here now.'
'Yes, but here with a purpose,' added Erik. 'There's something you should know.'
'What is it? Can you save me and Holly and all the other dancers?' Celaeno asked, trying to get her hopes up too high.
'If we could do that, we'd have done it years ago,' replied Jonathan sadly. 'However, we do feel that we will be able to help soon.'
"What you need to know is that your new friend is in danger now,' Erik interjected, trying to get to the point.
'What? Why?' asked Celaeno in surprise.
'So Seamus can get what he wants,' replied Erik. 'I'm afraid he's going to threaten Holly to make you submit. But Jonathan and I are both sure that there is a way to defeat Seamus, free the dancers, and destroy the Forest. We're just not entirely sure how yet.'
'Oh no,' said Celaeno softly. 'I should've known that he'd pull something like that. I can't let him hurt Holly because of me.'
'Don't worry, we'll figure something out,' Jonathan assured her. 'We know Seamus can be defeated because we know what he is. There's got to be something in the library here that can help. We already have an idea to defeat him, we just don't know if it will work. There's got to be something in the library here that can help. As long as you're asleep, we can stay here undetected and see what we can find.'
'I'll see what I can do about that,' Celaeno replied. 'But what is Seamus? Maybe I know something that'll help.'
'Seamus is a...'began Erik, but he was cut off by a voice that surrounded and deafened them.
'FOOLS! YOU'LL NEVER DEFEAT ME! AND SHE'LL NEVER ESCAPE! THERE'S NO POSSIBLE WAY! I AM TOO POWERFUL!' roared the voice. Celaeno covered her ears and doubled over under the sheer weight of the voice. Both Erik and Jonathan held her, trying to shield her from the voice. A piece of the ceiling broke off and fell on Celaeno, causing her to wake with a nasty start. She looked all around wildly, breathing hard. She finally calmed and looked over at Holly, who was still asleep. Celaeno knew that she hadn't had an ordinary dream. Her Angel and her fantasy were trying to warn her. She knew that she wouldn't let Holly get hurt, no matter what it meant happened to her. She looked sadly at her friend.
"We've got to get out of here," she whispered.
Voices of Angels The Forest at night is a beautiful thing to see, provided you're not a captive dancer there. Its name actually describes it well, for though it remains dark throughout the day, at night any and all light fades away, leaving the dancers to dance in pure blackness (hence its name, Dark Black Forest). The only lights that remain are the lit arrows the dancers dance upon. To see them flashing different colours through the blackness is like some sort of fantasy. However, Celaeno and Holly were, in fact, captive dancers so they really didn't give a damn about the scenery. They didn't give a damn about much except their freedom and their friendship. It was all they had left, really. As the lights began to fade, Celaeno told Holly that Seamus's lackeys would be by soon to pour reenergizing cordial down their throats. Sure enough she was right, but Holly had learned quickly not to doubt anything Celaeno had to say about the Forest and its evil tyrant ruler. A little after they had taken the cordial and felt reenergized, Celaeno said that Seamus would be by to make his rounds before he retired to his castle. A few minutes later he was. He still looked like the medieval knight on his white horse to Holly, which made her angry. She did wish that she could see what Jonathan looked like though, but she made no mention of this to Celaeno, for fear of hurting her. He smiled at Celaeno and dismounted before her.
"Well Fire Spirit? Have you an answer for me?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention the first five hundred times, what exactly was the question again?" replied Celaeno. Seamus's smile didn't falter.
"Will you marry me, and be my eternal queen?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think that Hell's frozen over yet," she said shortly. Holly smiled admiringly.
"Why do you refuse the love of a king?" Seamus persisted.
"You are a king only in your imagination," Celaeno said scathingly. Seamus scowled for a moment, then hitched his smile up again.
"Ah, yes, the fast tongue that never has anything polite to say," he noted. "What happened to the quick temper that used to accompany it?"
"It's waiting for the right time. The time when it will destroy you, almost the way you've wanted to destroy me," she replied. "So find another one of these poor brain-washed dancers around us to take an interest in and let me be."
"I cannot," Seamus overly-dramatically. "For I am consumed by my love and painful longing for you, only you!"
"What would you know about true love and pain?" snapped Celaeno. "You who cause such pain to others without a care, how could such a monster truly love? Stop asking me, you'll just hear the same thing every night and you know this."
"I'm just waiting," replied Seamus with a shrug.
"Waiting for what?" demanded Celaeno. "For me to cave? To break and kneel before you, swearing to be yours? Not in this century, ask me in the next one, I'm going to live that long anyway."
"There are other ways of getting what I want!" spat Seamus.
"Temper, temper," Celaeno warned, wagging her finger at him as though he was a child who had misbehaved. Seamus just glowered at her, shot a look at Holly that she really didn't like, mounted his horse and rode off.
"Well, I think that blew over better than it normally does," comment Celaeno off-handedly.
"I think that we're in trouble," replied Holly. "Did you see the looks he gave us both before he left?"
"I saw," replied Celaeno. "I care little about what happens to me now, but if you're in any danger I will do whatever it takes to protect you."
"Thanks," said Holly with a smile. Celaeno returned the smile. "Is it possible for us to sleep?" Holly asked.
"I haven't tried in a long while, but I think so," said Celaeno. "I think I'd like to, actually. I haven't in such a long while because I didn't want to dream. I was afraid that if I had dreams of freedom or someone I loved then I'd be driven insane. But maybe not. I want to dream again. Shall we try?"
"Yeah, let's," replied Holly. "Good-night, I guess."
"Good-night," said Celaeno. Both girls closed their eyes, though they wondered if they could sleep while they were still dancing. But sleep overcame them surprisingly quickly. Holly dreamed of dancing of her own accord in a meadow full of beautiful flowers, singing and laughing and sitting down to rest whenever she wanted. She smiled in her sleep, through her enchanted dance. Celaeno had a different kind of dream. In her dream she was walking through a castle. It was beautiful, but she knew that it was Seamus's. That made her wonder why she was so happy to be there. She kept walking, searching for something. Or someone. She soon found who she was looking for. Actually, it was two who's. One was handsome with softly glowing red eyes and hair as white as the moon, dressed in a black tunic, silver leggings, black boots, and a silver shirt. Beside him was a man whom Celaeno considered handsome in his own way. He was dressed in a black tuxedo and a black cloak. A white half-mask concealed part of his face. Both smiled when they saw Celaeno come in and they held out their arms to her. As soon as they touched her, she became older, around twenty-one or so. She looked down at herself in surprise and smiled gratefully up at them.
'It's been a long time, hasn't it?' she asked.
'It certainly has,' agreed Jonathan. 'But we're here now.'
'Yes, but here with a purpose,' added Erik. 'There's something you should know.'
'What is it? Can you save me and Holly and all the other dancers?' Celaeno asked, trying to get her hopes up too high.
'If we could do that, we'd have done it years ago,' replied Jonathan sadly. 'However, we do feel that we will be able to help soon.'
"What you need to know is that your new friend is in danger now,' Erik interjected, trying to get to the point.
'What? Why?' asked Celaeno in surprise.
'So Seamus can get what he wants,' replied Erik. 'I'm afraid he's going to threaten Holly to make you submit. But Jonathan and I are both sure that there is a way to defeat Seamus, free the dancers, and destroy the Forest. We're just not entirely sure how yet.'
'Oh no,' said Celaeno softly. 'I should've known that he'd pull something like that. I can't let him hurt Holly because of me.'
'Don't worry, we'll figure something out,' Jonathan assured her. 'We know Seamus can be defeated because we know what he is. There's got to be something in the library here that can help. We already have an idea to defeat him, we just don't know if it will work. There's got to be something in the library here that can help. As long as you're asleep, we can stay here undetected and see what we can find.'
'I'll see what I can do about that,' Celaeno replied. 'But what is Seamus? Maybe I know something that'll help.'
'Seamus is a...'began Erik, but he was cut off by a voice that surrounded and deafened them.
'FOOLS! YOU'LL NEVER DEFEAT ME! AND SHE'LL NEVER ESCAPE! THERE'S NO POSSIBLE WAY! I AM TOO POWERFUL!' roared the voice. Celaeno covered her ears and doubled over under the sheer weight of the voice. Both Erik and Jonathan held her, trying to shield her from the voice. A piece of the ceiling broke off and fell on Celaeno, causing her to wake with a nasty start. She looked all around wildly, breathing hard. She finally calmed and looked over at Holly, who was still asleep. Celaeno knew that she hadn't had an ordinary dream. Her Angel and her fantasy were trying to warn her. She knew that she wouldn't let Holly get hurt, no matter what it meant happened to her. She looked sadly at her friend.
"We've got to get out of here," she whispered.
