WOW! I didn't think that many ppl liked this movie........ KOOLIO!!!!!!!!! Well here it is the next part. Sorry it took so long, I'm starting my senior year in High School sooooooo time is scarce! A little over view, takes place in France, around the same time as Lock's story did only Shock is a little older, angst a lot of angst in this on and again I warn you OOCness I supposed to be here cause of the fact that their still alive. Oh yeah btw, anyone care to Beta-read my stories? I need help. Anywho.... ON WITH THE SHOW!!!
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She held her head up and walked past a troupe of Gypsies waiting near the bakers stand . She was of a somewhat prominent family in Paris. Her name was Shock LeBeau. 19 and reaching marring age, she had her eyes set on one of the Judges guards, a Mr. Victor LeVou. She was going there now to bring him a small basket of lunch. She stepped past the cathedral Notre Dame and headed toward the Palace of justice. She smiled at the front guard and made her way up towards the back halls.
She waved at him from the entrance to the North Wing corridor, he came towards her and swept her into his arms.
"Ahh, my dear shock, I have been hoping you would come." He kissed her on the neck.
She laughed, "Victor remember where we are. I have brought you something." She handed him the basket.
"Ahhh your cooking makes guarding this drafty hallway bearable. Now my love you must leave before the Judge sees you, he is not kind to visitors." He drew her once again into his arms and with a a parting kiss left back to his post.
Shock sighed and headed towards her families home, her best friend Monique was waiting for her.
"So I see you went to see that slime of a man Victor." She huffed.
"What do you mean slime?" Shock had never heard her talk like that about Victor, "Did he tell you something offensive?"
"No Shock it was what he DID that was wrong not what he has said, I should really not have even mentioned it, but being the friend that I am I need to tell you."
Shock looked at Monique, "What did he do?"
"Oh Shock it was so awful! I was walking down towards The Palace of Justice when I heard someone laughing and then a giggle."
"So? What does this have to do with me? You know very well what goes on in those dark alcoves Moni."
"Yes, but when they stepped out I saw who it was...It was Victor and Delphine. She had her arm around him and he was grabbing her waist. He leaned over and whispered something into her ear. She giggled and the headed towards a near by in. I thought they were drunk and that would explain things but the were sober."
"Moni are you sure the light wasn't playing tricks on you?"
'Positive. Look it's not my fault if you don't believe me, but ask him yourself!" She turned around and hurried down the street.
"I will!" Shock yelled, "and I hope to prove you wrong dear friend." She stepped into her house and locked the door.
~*~
Shock walked towards the Palace of Justice. She had promised Victor she would walk with him to the morning mass. When she arrived at the door she noticed a small crowd lingering near the door.
'Wonder what's going on.'
"HE'S DEAD!!!" the shout rang out, "THE GUARD HAS BEEN KILLED!!! IT'S A CURSE!!!"
a gasp went through the crowd and Shock fought to get to the front of the line.
There lying on the ground, a look of abject horror on his face, was Victor. Shock fainted the last echoes in her head were, "It was her, she cursed him and I know how..."
~*~
Shock awoke later that day in the room of the nearby inn The Skull and Talon. She rubbed her forehead to get rid of the mild throbbing that had appeared there. A knock on the door only made the pain grow. She mumbled come in.
The door openly slowly and the Judge Duvont stepped in. He closed the door behind. His face was set stone cold, no emotion shown. His dull gray eyes looked at Shock.
"What is your name girl?"
"Shock LeBeau." She answered sternly.
"What is your age?"
"19 years."
"Do you know anything about the happenings this past night?"
Shock looked at him, a bit confused. What did he mean and what about Victor. "Oh your honor, what about my Victor. It's not true is it? Please let him be alive..! please." She sunk back into the bed. "Please," she sobbed.
The Judge looked at her, "You should know if it is true or not, you were the one who killed the guard."
Shock looked up, "No I would-how could-I WOULD NEVER HARM HIM!"
"You were the last person to see him alive, you gave him a meal. It very simple for a woman to slip a bit of poison into the yeast of rising bread."
"I did murder Victor. You have no proof."
"I'm afraid I do, two witnesses that say they saw you baking and saw you slip something into the yeast. Something from a small black vile. Tell me did you plan to murder me as well,. For that it's the only reason that I can find as to why you would want to waste the life of a mere guard."
She stood from the bed, a bit wobbly still, 'Your honor, I am n murderer. That vile was a bit of cinnamon that I add to the bread for flavor. It was not poison."
"Lying wench! GUARDS!" Two armored men walked in, "Arrest her."
"WHAT!? I am innocent! I have done nothing wrong!"
"You are under arrest," The guard began "For the attempted murder of Judge Duvont."
They carried her to the Palace of Justice, shock fighting the whole way. "Move along!" The guards called, "Make way for the Prisoner."
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They through her into a cell. "You will wait here till your execution."
"What about my trial!!!"
"we have enough evidence to prove that your guilty, a trial would simply delay the inevitable." They walked away, slamming the door shut.
As the sound echoed through the cells, Shock leaned her head against the wall, tears falling freely from her eyes. "What happened, I'm innocent!!! I swear I'm innocent." She wailed, "Please believe me!!!"
"they won't hear nor listen to you child." A grizzled voice spoke from a few cells down. "They do what they want. Judge Duvont is paranoid that the whole world is out to get him. What is your name child?"
Shock sniffed, "Shock LeBeau, and who am I speaking to?"
"Ahhhh, does my accent not give me away, I am from England. My name is Jonathan Hale. I was arrested four years ago for suspected espionage. I have been waiting since for my trial. But you my dear, well you may not survive the month. Be careful of what you do and what you say."
Shock nodded, even though she knew that the man could not see her. She turned towards the window, the sunset light filtering through. How she wished she was back home.
~*~
It had been two weeks and still now word from any one. Jonathan had finally gotten the trial he had been waiting for, and the execution that went with it. Shock placed her tear and dirt stained face into her blackened hands. Her once beautiful hair was tangled and matted. She wiped a non-existent tear from her cheek, it had become habit, when the door to the dungeon opened. She heard the click of heels and the swish of a long skirt. The figure stopped in front of her cell. She looked up. A young girl with newly tanned skin and long dark hair in a plait. "Well," the girl began, " It seems that the little pig has finally found her rightfull place. You look so perfect in the muck and filth."
'Who are you?' shock asked.
"My name is Delphine MarVon, if I had been you I would have listened to your friend. She was only trying to warn you. But being as pigheaded as you are, you refused her advice. Well you should remember me. I was to be wed to your Victor LeVou. That is until he met you. He forgot about me, and focused on you and you alone!!!" You voice was beginning to rise and had the edge of bitterness. " a few weeks ago I decided to try my luck with him once more. But it seems he only saw me as a fling. A little whore, if you will. So I decided that both of you had to pay for my unhappiness." She drew closer a malicious smile spread across her face. ' So I bribed a friend of mine to help me. We came up with a story that fit, I made sure that your friend saw me with someone she thought to be Victor. Then I slipt poison into some food I brought victor before morning. An di made sure you were blamed.'
"But the Judge has me in here for treason as he calls it."
"Yes I said that the food was meant for him, and that Victor sensing something wrong took the food and died saving his life. Well my dear, your sentence has been decided. Tomorrow you will die, by burning. Avoire, mes amie." She laughed and turned towards the stairs and the door.
Shock watched her leave. She was innocent, and that woman had framed her out of jealousy. No one believed her, she looked out of her window. She saw the stage being built and the pyre being prepared. Delphine was not lying, she was to be burned at the stake. She sobbed and fell to the floor a crumpled heap of lost hope.
~*~
The guards brought her up to the scaffold tying her to the stake. They placed bundles of kindling around her ankles and up to her knees. Judge Duvont walked up with a torch and addressed the gathering crowd.
"The girl know as Shock LeBeau has been accused of attempted murder and treason. She has refused to plead guilty and as such must be punished. May the Lord have Mercy on her soul." He dropped the torch onto the kindling, it slowly grew into a blaze.
Shock was choking on the smoke, the stoic face of the Judge beginning to ripple with the waves of heat coming from the constantly fed blaze. She felt the skin on her legs begin to burn with pain as the fire grew stronger and began to climb her robes. She gasped in pain and choked on the bile rising in her throat. White hot irons seemed to be pressing everywhere, everything was white as the pain drew closer to to her head. She looked up at the sky, her eyes sightless from pain. "She was screaming and her throat was raw by know. She looked at the smoke floating above her, she gasped for air. "God will save the innocent" she heard in her mind. As she let go of her mortal barrings she saw a grinning face and went towards it as she heard the Judge scream, " THE TRAITOR HAS BREATHED HER LAST!"
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OMG!!! heheh sorry I took so long to post this, I had band and S.A.T's to deal with. -_-; Oh well. Hopefully this part didn't royally suck. I used fire to explain why Shock's hair is so stringy and curly . To me it looks like burnt hair. So whose next... Barrel. Mwahaha I have good plans for Barrel. So far no one knows who this mysterious person is.
Maybe one good guess.... n_n
~*~
She held her head up and walked past a troupe of Gypsies waiting near the bakers stand . She was of a somewhat prominent family in Paris. Her name was Shock LeBeau. 19 and reaching marring age, she had her eyes set on one of the Judges guards, a Mr. Victor LeVou. She was going there now to bring him a small basket of lunch. She stepped past the cathedral Notre Dame and headed toward the Palace of justice. She smiled at the front guard and made her way up towards the back halls.
She waved at him from the entrance to the North Wing corridor, he came towards her and swept her into his arms.
"Ahh, my dear shock, I have been hoping you would come." He kissed her on the neck.
She laughed, "Victor remember where we are. I have brought you something." She handed him the basket.
"Ahhh your cooking makes guarding this drafty hallway bearable. Now my love you must leave before the Judge sees you, he is not kind to visitors." He drew her once again into his arms and with a a parting kiss left back to his post.
Shock sighed and headed towards her families home, her best friend Monique was waiting for her.
"So I see you went to see that slime of a man Victor." She huffed.
"What do you mean slime?" Shock had never heard her talk like that about Victor, "Did he tell you something offensive?"
"No Shock it was what he DID that was wrong not what he has said, I should really not have even mentioned it, but being the friend that I am I need to tell you."
Shock looked at Monique, "What did he do?"
"Oh Shock it was so awful! I was walking down towards The Palace of Justice when I heard someone laughing and then a giggle."
"So? What does this have to do with me? You know very well what goes on in those dark alcoves Moni."
"Yes, but when they stepped out I saw who it was...It was Victor and Delphine. She had her arm around him and he was grabbing her waist. He leaned over and whispered something into her ear. She giggled and the headed towards a near by in. I thought they were drunk and that would explain things but the were sober."
"Moni are you sure the light wasn't playing tricks on you?"
'Positive. Look it's not my fault if you don't believe me, but ask him yourself!" She turned around and hurried down the street.
"I will!" Shock yelled, "and I hope to prove you wrong dear friend." She stepped into her house and locked the door.
~*~
Shock walked towards the Palace of Justice. She had promised Victor she would walk with him to the morning mass. When she arrived at the door she noticed a small crowd lingering near the door.
'Wonder what's going on.'
"HE'S DEAD!!!" the shout rang out, "THE GUARD HAS BEEN KILLED!!! IT'S A CURSE!!!"
a gasp went through the crowd and Shock fought to get to the front of the line.
There lying on the ground, a look of abject horror on his face, was Victor. Shock fainted the last echoes in her head were, "It was her, she cursed him and I know how..."
~*~
Shock awoke later that day in the room of the nearby inn The Skull and Talon. She rubbed her forehead to get rid of the mild throbbing that had appeared there. A knock on the door only made the pain grow. She mumbled come in.
The door openly slowly and the Judge Duvont stepped in. He closed the door behind. His face was set stone cold, no emotion shown. His dull gray eyes looked at Shock.
"What is your name girl?"
"Shock LeBeau." She answered sternly.
"What is your age?"
"19 years."
"Do you know anything about the happenings this past night?"
Shock looked at him, a bit confused. What did he mean and what about Victor. "Oh your honor, what about my Victor. It's not true is it? Please let him be alive..! please." She sunk back into the bed. "Please," she sobbed.
The Judge looked at her, "You should know if it is true or not, you were the one who killed the guard."
Shock looked up, "No I would-how could-I WOULD NEVER HARM HIM!"
"You were the last person to see him alive, you gave him a meal. It very simple for a woman to slip a bit of poison into the yeast of rising bread."
"I did murder Victor. You have no proof."
"I'm afraid I do, two witnesses that say they saw you baking and saw you slip something into the yeast. Something from a small black vile. Tell me did you plan to murder me as well,. For that it's the only reason that I can find as to why you would want to waste the life of a mere guard."
She stood from the bed, a bit wobbly still, 'Your honor, I am n murderer. That vile was a bit of cinnamon that I add to the bread for flavor. It was not poison."
"Lying wench! GUARDS!" Two armored men walked in, "Arrest her."
"WHAT!? I am innocent! I have done nothing wrong!"
"You are under arrest," The guard began "For the attempted murder of Judge Duvont."
They carried her to the Palace of Justice, shock fighting the whole way. "Move along!" The guards called, "Make way for the Prisoner."
~*~
They through her into a cell. "You will wait here till your execution."
"What about my trial!!!"
"we have enough evidence to prove that your guilty, a trial would simply delay the inevitable." They walked away, slamming the door shut.
As the sound echoed through the cells, Shock leaned her head against the wall, tears falling freely from her eyes. "What happened, I'm innocent!!! I swear I'm innocent." She wailed, "Please believe me!!!"
"they won't hear nor listen to you child." A grizzled voice spoke from a few cells down. "They do what they want. Judge Duvont is paranoid that the whole world is out to get him. What is your name child?"
Shock sniffed, "Shock LeBeau, and who am I speaking to?"
"Ahhhh, does my accent not give me away, I am from England. My name is Jonathan Hale. I was arrested four years ago for suspected espionage. I have been waiting since for my trial. But you my dear, well you may not survive the month. Be careful of what you do and what you say."
Shock nodded, even though she knew that the man could not see her. She turned towards the window, the sunset light filtering through. How she wished she was back home.
~*~
It had been two weeks and still now word from any one. Jonathan had finally gotten the trial he had been waiting for, and the execution that went with it. Shock placed her tear and dirt stained face into her blackened hands. Her once beautiful hair was tangled and matted. She wiped a non-existent tear from her cheek, it had become habit, when the door to the dungeon opened. She heard the click of heels and the swish of a long skirt. The figure stopped in front of her cell. She looked up. A young girl with newly tanned skin and long dark hair in a plait. "Well," the girl began, " It seems that the little pig has finally found her rightfull place. You look so perfect in the muck and filth."
'Who are you?' shock asked.
"My name is Delphine MarVon, if I had been you I would have listened to your friend. She was only trying to warn you. But being as pigheaded as you are, you refused her advice. Well you should remember me. I was to be wed to your Victor LeVou. That is until he met you. He forgot about me, and focused on you and you alone!!!" You voice was beginning to rise and had the edge of bitterness. " a few weeks ago I decided to try my luck with him once more. But it seems he only saw me as a fling. A little whore, if you will. So I decided that both of you had to pay for my unhappiness." She drew closer a malicious smile spread across her face. ' So I bribed a friend of mine to help me. We came up with a story that fit, I made sure that your friend saw me with someone she thought to be Victor. Then I slipt poison into some food I brought victor before morning. An di made sure you were blamed.'
"But the Judge has me in here for treason as he calls it."
"Yes I said that the food was meant for him, and that Victor sensing something wrong took the food and died saving his life. Well my dear, your sentence has been decided. Tomorrow you will die, by burning. Avoire, mes amie." She laughed and turned towards the stairs and the door.
Shock watched her leave. She was innocent, and that woman had framed her out of jealousy. No one believed her, she looked out of her window. She saw the stage being built and the pyre being prepared. Delphine was not lying, she was to be burned at the stake. She sobbed and fell to the floor a crumpled heap of lost hope.
~*~
The guards brought her up to the scaffold tying her to the stake. They placed bundles of kindling around her ankles and up to her knees. Judge Duvont walked up with a torch and addressed the gathering crowd.
"The girl know as Shock LeBeau has been accused of attempted murder and treason. She has refused to plead guilty and as such must be punished. May the Lord have Mercy on her soul." He dropped the torch onto the kindling, it slowly grew into a blaze.
Shock was choking on the smoke, the stoic face of the Judge beginning to ripple with the waves of heat coming from the constantly fed blaze. She felt the skin on her legs begin to burn with pain as the fire grew stronger and began to climb her robes. She gasped in pain and choked on the bile rising in her throat. White hot irons seemed to be pressing everywhere, everything was white as the pain drew closer to to her head. She looked up at the sky, her eyes sightless from pain. "She was screaming and her throat was raw by know. She looked at the smoke floating above her, she gasped for air. "God will save the innocent" she heard in her mind. As she let go of her mortal barrings she saw a grinning face and went towards it as she heard the Judge scream, " THE TRAITOR HAS BREATHED HER LAST!"
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OMG!!! heheh sorry I took so long to post this, I had band and S.A.T's to deal with. -_-; Oh well. Hopefully this part didn't royally suck. I used fire to explain why Shock's hair is so stringy and curly . To me it looks like burnt hair. So whose next... Barrel. Mwahaha I have good plans for Barrel. So far no one knows who this mysterious person is.
Maybe one good guess.... n_n