Chap 16
"The house is now protected by the spells, and most of the witches have gone to the hotel. All except those few who can fight," Quinn reported.
"Like me," Blaise interrupted from the door.
Rolling his eyes he continued, "There are guards set up at the hotel, and the witches, once they arrive will start their protection spells. Our spies are on high alert, and our communication system is on stand-by. Now we're just waiting for their next move."
"Well that should come sometime tonight or tomorrow," Thierry mused. "Everyone be on alert for anything. Be prepared," Ash warned.
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(So where will I be going? Why couldn't I have gone with Thea today?) Charli questioned him.
"Because I want to take you there myself," Tristian replied. I Plus there's something wrong going on here. I can feel it./I he added silently to himself.
(What was that?) "Charli, don't go where you're not wanted," he said frustrated. The link between them was becoming stronger everyday. Sometimes the guards he set up against her mind became too thin. As if they were wearing out.
(Sorry) she told him meekly.
"Hmmph," he huffed.
********
"Thierry what about the prophesy? We're not anywhere near solving it, and we haven't exactly found the fourth wild power," Ash asked. "I wish we had more time to figure it out, but we only have about another 12 hours. Its too late to try and solve it, and the fourth wild power we'll have to do without, but I think we have a pretty good chance with Jez, Delos, and Illiana," Thierry answered.
"I hope so.."
********
The house was entirely too quiet for Tristian. It got on his nerves. "Come on Charli hurry up, grab the food and lets go," he said. (Kay I'm done, I just needed a drink you know!)
Once in their room Tristian started pacing around. The feeling that something was wrong wouldn't go away, and it was growing.
(What is it?) Charli asked coming from behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. It surprised both of them. Charli didn't exactly know what had happened. Only that she had to do something to comfort him. Tristian stiffened. Then slowly relaxed. Being held like this was totally new to him, and he felt oddly warmed by it.
Turning around, he stared into her eyes. Something inside him started beating wildly, shocking him slightly. "Charli, I know we haven't gotten along because of our differences, but being your soulmate.." He started, but couldn't quite finish. "I."he tried again, but no avail.
Charli smiled up at him, and shyly leaned in and kissed him very softly. She pulled back quickly searching his eyes. It took him a second to realize what had just happened, before he pulled her tightly against him, and kissed her. The kiss started out gently, then became more passionate. His tongue ran over her lips tenderly, and Charli's legs seemed to buckle bringing her closer to him.
She wrapped her arms hesitantly around his neck, before he growled, then they tightened. The pink haze had engulfed them, and all these feelings inside him just came out. She read and saw everything he felt towards her. No secrets at all. (I knew I remembered you from somewhere) she said shocked. (Did you have to uh. bath me?) she asked timidly. (Yes, you were freezing cold, I just couldn't leave you like that) he answered. Something flickered, but quickly went out during their connection. Curious he chased after the thought. He became astonish at what he found.
Hidden beneath her calm exterior, and content ways; was a self- consciousness that made him want to cry. She thought she was ugly, and very stupid. That being mute was all her fault because god didn't want her. He cringed at each thought. Even now she was struggling against him to prevent her thoughts from becoming public.
(Charli, stop!) he commanded, but she didn't heed his order, but kept pulling back all those thoughts into a very fragile block. (Honey, let me in) he ordered softly. The little remaining composure she had left and the block disappeared. Suddenly the dream he had shared with her came to life once more. Only this time, he knew it wasn't a nightmare.
Her stepmother had beaten and abused her both physically and mentally throughout her childhood leaving very little for the Charli to do. He saw the clear hatred towards her, and it deepened when the fact that she was mute became public. The perfect family her stepmother had dreamed of was shattered because of her. Her older sister Mary, had no knowledge of the abuse, and her father refused to help her.
His fury was complete when he saw the woman hand Charli a knife and taunted her with it. "Come on you know you want to do it. Its for your own good don't you see. You're only hurting your father by being here, and you love your father don't you?" Ever inch in his body was roaring for the beast to be released. To hunt out that witch of a woman and personally kill her himself.
(Tristian, it wasn't her fault you know. She had a drinking problem, and she tried to control it but it didn't work) Charli reasoned with him. (Don't stand up for her! She had no right. Not to my soulmate) He said harshly. He pulled away, leaving them both dizzy. They sank silently to the floor; Charli sitting on his lap, and Tristian holding her possessively.
They sat there contemplating their newfound knowledge about one another. (I don't blame you) she whispered softly in his head. He looked down at her questioningly. (You know for feeding on us the way you do. For kidnapping girls; although I hope you won't do it anymore, and for not caring) His heart stopped. "What..." (Sorry I didn't mean to pry, but your thoughts are beating at my head very loud. You eat because you have to, and a few bad choices doesn't make you evil, I mean I stole a hat once) He stared completely amazed before laughing hard. Never could he remember feeling this way, and he loved it. Charli was staring at him completely dazed. "I'm sorry, but you can't really expect me to compare what I've done, to your stealing a hat now can you?" he asked.
She smiled sheepishly (Well I couldn't think of anything else) (No I guess you couldn't can you.) he mused.
"Charli why didn't you tell anyone?" he asked her. (I don't know, I just never wanted to leave my father) (You're father didn't deserve you honey) (He's the only one I ever had) "Well now you have me, and I promise never to leave you ever," he answered. (Promise?) (Yes, I promise)
"I just wished I found you sooner." he said more to himself than to her. (Me too)
(Were a mess aren't we?) she asked. (Yes, we are, but that hasn't stopped others before) (Good.because.I don't want to lose you) she said timidly. "You aren't."
(Tristian) (Hmm?) (I think I'm in love with you) His breath caught in his throat, and his eyes blurred with tears.
"And I love you. More than I could ever say," he whispered against her throat. He started kissing her once more, this time more feverishly. He rained kisses on her jaw, her throat, and eyes, before settling down once again on her lips. He heard her sigh from beneath his lips, and his body tightened uncontrollably. "Charli you don't know what you do to me," he breathed raggedly. Standing up, he carried her to the bed, and slowly lowered her in.
His mouth found hers again once more. His thoughts were chaotic, and all he could feel was his love for her, and his need.
His hands roamed her face, then traveled down her waist, settling on her hips. His mouth traveled ever so gently and slowly down her throat, and he gently parted her shirt. She was wiggling beneath him and it was driving him crazy.
Her shirt was completely opened now, and he was running his hand over her stomach marveling at how hard, and soft it was at the same time. His mouth was slowly moving lower toward the valley between her breasts. She was panting against him, and her hands were working furiously against his chest.
(Wait Tristian stop) she mumbled. He froze immediately, and framed her face between his hands. Uncertainty was clear in her eyes. "I'm sorry baby, "he murmured still trying to catch his breath, "I have very limited self control around you. I will never ever force you to do anything against your will."
She smiled and kissed him on the nose. (I do love you, I'm just not ready) (I understand) She wrapped her arms around him, and snuggled close. (Goodnight Tristian Blue) (Good night baby) he said and kissed her soundly on the head. She giggled.
He gathered her closed against him and closed his eyes, truly content for the first time ever.
********
His mind was awake before his body was, and it screamed danger. He opened his eyes, and quickly scanned his surrounding. He caught it right away. They were faint, hidden by the witch's magic. (Thierry?) (We've got it; I hope you're up, and that Charli's ready to go. We might just have to hide her here; she's not safe going anywhere else tonight) "Charli," he whispered and shook her.
That's when the first explosion occurred. It happened on the other side of the house, but they felt it. "CHARLI!" he yelled louder, grabbing her more roughly. She opened her eyes slowly, and looked at him questioningly. "Get you shirt on now! We're under attack!" he growled swinging his feet over the bed, and quickly placing safeguards around her.
PLEASE READ! I'm so evil! I am so sorry you guys! Anyway, this took quite a while because my inspiration ran out. This story is almost done. And I'll try to quickly put up the next chapter, and please stick around for the end! I'd really love to hear you comments, and opinions about my form of writing, my story plot, or anything at all.
I've actually tried to place the website of Magnetic Forces here, but it always blocks it out so I'm going to try this instead. Please note that (dot) is . So if you could visit mine and Sharmeens page that would be great. If you're still confused about the site, please go to my Profile in FanFiction and I swear its listed there!
Here I try again!
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Or this maybe will work, just delete the spaces:
www . angelfire . com / vamp / magneticforces / home . html
"The house is now protected by the spells, and most of the witches have gone to the hotel. All except those few who can fight," Quinn reported.
"Like me," Blaise interrupted from the door.
Rolling his eyes he continued, "There are guards set up at the hotel, and the witches, once they arrive will start their protection spells. Our spies are on high alert, and our communication system is on stand-by. Now we're just waiting for their next move."
"Well that should come sometime tonight or tomorrow," Thierry mused. "Everyone be on alert for anything. Be prepared," Ash warned.
********
(So where will I be going? Why couldn't I have gone with Thea today?) Charli questioned him.
"Because I want to take you there myself," Tristian replied. I Plus there's something wrong going on here. I can feel it./I he added silently to himself.
(What was that?) "Charli, don't go where you're not wanted," he said frustrated. The link between them was becoming stronger everyday. Sometimes the guards he set up against her mind became too thin. As if they were wearing out.
(Sorry) she told him meekly.
"Hmmph," he huffed.
********
"Thierry what about the prophesy? We're not anywhere near solving it, and we haven't exactly found the fourth wild power," Ash asked. "I wish we had more time to figure it out, but we only have about another 12 hours. Its too late to try and solve it, and the fourth wild power we'll have to do without, but I think we have a pretty good chance with Jez, Delos, and Illiana," Thierry answered.
"I hope so.."
********
The house was entirely too quiet for Tristian. It got on his nerves. "Come on Charli hurry up, grab the food and lets go," he said. (Kay I'm done, I just needed a drink you know!)
Once in their room Tristian started pacing around. The feeling that something was wrong wouldn't go away, and it was growing.
(What is it?) Charli asked coming from behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. It surprised both of them. Charli didn't exactly know what had happened. Only that she had to do something to comfort him. Tristian stiffened. Then slowly relaxed. Being held like this was totally new to him, and he felt oddly warmed by it.
Turning around, he stared into her eyes. Something inside him started beating wildly, shocking him slightly. "Charli, I know we haven't gotten along because of our differences, but being your soulmate.." He started, but couldn't quite finish. "I."he tried again, but no avail.
Charli smiled up at him, and shyly leaned in and kissed him very softly. She pulled back quickly searching his eyes. It took him a second to realize what had just happened, before he pulled her tightly against him, and kissed her. The kiss started out gently, then became more passionate. His tongue ran over her lips tenderly, and Charli's legs seemed to buckle bringing her closer to him.
She wrapped her arms hesitantly around his neck, before he growled, then they tightened. The pink haze had engulfed them, and all these feelings inside him just came out. She read and saw everything he felt towards her. No secrets at all. (I knew I remembered you from somewhere) she said shocked. (Did you have to uh. bath me?) she asked timidly. (Yes, you were freezing cold, I just couldn't leave you like that) he answered. Something flickered, but quickly went out during their connection. Curious he chased after the thought. He became astonish at what he found.
Hidden beneath her calm exterior, and content ways; was a self- consciousness that made him want to cry. She thought she was ugly, and very stupid. That being mute was all her fault because god didn't want her. He cringed at each thought. Even now she was struggling against him to prevent her thoughts from becoming public.
(Charli, stop!) he commanded, but she didn't heed his order, but kept pulling back all those thoughts into a very fragile block. (Honey, let me in) he ordered softly. The little remaining composure she had left and the block disappeared. Suddenly the dream he had shared with her came to life once more. Only this time, he knew it wasn't a nightmare.
Her stepmother had beaten and abused her both physically and mentally throughout her childhood leaving very little for the Charli to do. He saw the clear hatred towards her, and it deepened when the fact that she was mute became public. The perfect family her stepmother had dreamed of was shattered because of her. Her older sister Mary, had no knowledge of the abuse, and her father refused to help her.
His fury was complete when he saw the woman hand Charli a knife and taunted her with it. "Come on you know you want to do it. Its for your own good don't you see. You're only hurting your father by being here, and you love your father don't you?" Ever inch in his body was roaring for the beast to be released. To hunt out that witch of a woman and personally kill her himself.
(Tristian, it wasn't her fault you know. She had a drinking problem, and she tried to control it but it didn't work) Charli reasoned with him. (Don't stand up for her! She had no right. Not to my soulmate) He said harshly. He pulled away, leaving them both dizzy. They sank silently to the floor; Charli sitting on his lap, and Tristian holding her possessively.
They sat there contemplating their newfound knowledge about one another. (I don't blame you) she whispered softly in his head. He looked down at her questioningly. (You know for feeding on us the way you do. For kidnapping girls; although I hope you won't do it anymore, and for not caring) His heart stopped. "What..." (Sorry I didn't mean to pry, but your thoughts are beating at my head very loud. You eat because you have to, and a few bad choices doesn't make you evil, I mean I stole a hat once) He stared completely amazed before laughing hard. Never could he remember feeling this way, and he loved it. Charli was staring at him completely dazed. "I'm sorry, but you can't really expect me to compare what I've done, to your stealing a hat now can you?" he asked.
She smiled sheepishly (Well I couldn't think of anything else) (No I guess you couldn't can you.) he mused.
"Charli why didn't you tell anyone?" he asked her. (I don't know, I just never wanted to leave my father) (You're father didn't deserve you honey) (He's the only one I ever had) "Well now you have me, and I promise never to leave you ever," he answered. (Promise?) (Yes, I promise)
"I just wished I found you sooner." he said more to himself than to her. (Me too)
(Were a mess aren't we?) she asked. (Yes, we are, but that hasn't stopped others before) (Good.because.I don't want to lose you) she said timidly. "You aren't."
(Tristian) (Hmm?) (I think I'm in love with you) His breath caught in his throat, and his eyes blurred with tears.
"And I love you. More than I could ever say," he whispered against her throat. He started kissing her once more, this time more feverishly. He rained kisses on her jaw, her throat, and eyes, before settling down once again on her lips. He heard her sigh from beneath his lips, and his body tightened uncontrollably. "Charli you don't know what you do to me," he breathed raggedly. Standing up, he carried her to the bed, and slowly lowered her in.
His mouth found hers again once more. His thoughts were chaotic, and all he could feel was his love for her, and his need.
His hands roamed her face, then traveled down her waist, settling on her hips. His mouth traveled ever so gently and slowly down her throat, and he gently parted her shirt. She was wiggling beneath him and it was driving him crazy.
Her shirt was completely opened now, and he was running his hand over her stomach marveling at how hard, and soft it was at the same time. His mouth was slowly moving lower toward the valley between her breasts. She was panting against him, and her hands were working furiously against his chest.
(Wait Tristian stop) she mumbled. He froze immediately, and framed her face between his hands. Uncertainty was clear in her eyes. "I'm sorry baby, "he murmured still trying to catch his breath, "I have very limited self control around you. I will never ever force you to do anything against your will."
She smiled and kissed him on the nose. (I do love you, I'm just not ready) (I understand) She wrapped her arms around him, and snuggled close. (Goodnight Tristian Blue) (Good night baby) he said and kissed her soundly on the head. She giggled.
He gathered her closed against him and closed his eyes, truly content for the first time ever.
********
His mind was awake before his body was, and it screamed danger. He opened his eyes, and quickly scanned his surrounding. He caught it right away. They were faint, hidden by the witch's magic. (Thierry?) (We've got it; I hope you're up, and that Charli's ready to go. We might just have to hide her here; she's not safe going anywhere else tonight) "Charli," he whispered and shook her.
That's when the first explosion occurred. It happened on the other side of the house, but they felt it. "CHARLI!" he yelled louder, grabbing her more roughly. She opened her eyes slowly, and looked at him questioningly. "Get you shirt on now! We're under attack!" he growled swinging his feet over the bed, and quickly placing safeguards around her.
PLEASE READ! I'm so evil! I am so sorry you guys! Anyway, this took quite a while because my inspiration ran out. This story is almost done. And I'll try to quickly put up the next chapter, and please stick around for the end! I'd really love to hear you comments, and opinions about my form of writing, my story plot, or anything at all.
I've actually tried to place the website of Magnetic Forces here, but it always blocks it out so I'm going to try this instead. Please note that (dot) is . So if you could visit mine and Sharmeens page that would be great. If you're still confused about the site, please go to my Profile in FanFiction and I swear its listed there!
Here I try again!
( dot)html
Or this maybe will work, just delete the spaces:
www . angelfire . com / vamp / magneticforces / home . html