Shattered Mirror fic: Wolfe's Bane
Disclaimer: Sorry I forgot to put this up in the 1st chapter.Anyway, all characters of AAR books that you've read and recognised does not belong to me. They officially belonged to Amelia Atwater Rhodes. Luna Wolfe and any other characters that you do not know belong to me and I do not earn a living in writing this fic so.If you wanna use any of my characters, plz b polite and ask.
Summary: A shapeshifter, caught in a family vendetta between her clan and the velox clan, met Nikolas in an unlikely circumstances when she was seriously injured in a fight she had with a couple of her enemies, who sought to exterminate and enslaved her clan. Will Luna Wolfe seek solace in Nikolas' dark embrace or will she avenge the lives lost in her clan? [I'm probably stating the obvious but I'm sure all of you readers out there probably knows what will happen in the end]
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Chapter 1: Introduction to the World of Black and White
Everything was colourless, or she had become color blind. The snow-coloured walls were artfully decorated with murals of people she doesn't recognised in black paint. The whole place was tastefully furnished with a black and white combination of furnitures - a pure piece of art. Elegant and classic was the only two words that flashed into her mind to describe the house.
'Whoever owns this place really knows how to enjoy living in style and comfort'
She was currently in a bedroom, which was surprising since the last thing she could remember was collapsing in front of the house. Come to think of it, her whole body was tingling with alarms. She felt oppressed somehow, as if she was in a claustrophobic place. When she reached out her senses, she soon understood why.
The whole place was filled with a very strong and dark aura. The aura of a vampire. This could probably explained why the foxes had retreated even though they were reluctant to give her up after such a hard chase. Vampires and shapeshifters generally do not share a friendly relationship, what is the reason, she does not know and had no desire to find out. Her whole body tensed up when she felt a presence in the doorway, outside the door of the room which she currently reside in.
"Oh good, you are finally awake. Nikolas and Kristopher spent the whole night tending to your injuries. Lucky that Kristopher was around to go get Caryn from SingleEarth or you might die from excessive loss of blood."
The door opened to reveal a fairly attractive, dark-skinned girl. Her eyes gave the girl a once-over before pausing on her arms, which were marked, the scars resting on her arms like pearl inlays. When she did not reply, the girl continued.
"I'm Marguerite, one of the inhabitants of this house. There are a few others, but most of them are either minding their own business or still sleeping. Nikolas has give specific instructions for me to take care of you before he and Kristopher went to bed. Would you mind telling me your name?"
'Goddess, this house must be really huge if there are so many people living in it.'
"Luna. Luna Wolfe."
"Nice to know that you have come around, Luna Wolfe."
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Nikolas couldn't really slept. He was restless, very restless. The image of pale, milky skin and a curtain of black, silky hair kept haunting his mind, making him fidgety in bed. Feeling a little exasperated, he got out of bed and dressed before opening the door of his room to maybe potter around the house abit, hoping to calm down enough to want to go back to sleep.
On his way to the stairs, he saw Marguerite, one of his human blood-bonds, walked towards the room that he had placed the girl in, carrying a breakfast tray. He followed silently.
Twin pools of oceans filled his visions instantly. Okay, he was exaggerating but it was the most unique colour that he had came upon for the first time in his life. The girl's eyes were that of an indescribable colour. They vaguely looked like what an ocean would looked like at night, with shimmering silverlight dotting the vast, endless sea. The colours seemed to shift along with the girl's mood as well, turning even darker when she tensed.
He watched amused, as Marguerite casually strike up a conversation with the girl, then he listened interested as the human asked the name of the girl.
"Luna. Luna Wolfe."
He couldn't help himself. The name fit the girl called Luna Wolfe perfectly, like a moon that was natural in accompanying the night. Before he could stop himself, he had spoken out.
"Nice to know that you have come around, Luna Wolfe."
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Luna's head whipped around in the direction of the voice, her silky black hair swirling witch-like around her shoulders. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took in his form warily.
The youth standing in the doorway was all sharp contrast. Fair skin stood out against him clearly, the rest of him are just black - black hair, black clothes and even his eyes are the colour of death.
"That's the host, Nikolas," The dark-skinned girl spoke cheerfully. There was a dreamy look of adoration in her expression.
The aura that she had felt moments ago belong to Nikolas.
'Not a youth. He's probably much older than he appeared to be, a few hundred or maybe thousand years old'
"Relax, Luna. I'm not going to bite," Nikolas replied lightly seeing the tensed, wary look on Luna's face.
"That's the understatement," She muttered. Nikolas laughed, a soft melodious sound that made Luna's heart lurched weirdly.
"Considering what I am, yes I would agree with you. By the way, your name suits you well."
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~EtHeReAl WoLfe~: Well, here's the 2nd chapter, I seriously don't know how to end this chapter and I've run of ideas to continue to a appropriate end before starting on the nx...and you know what to do after reading, don't you?-^_^-
Disclaimer: Sorry I forgot to put this up in the 1st chapter.Anyway, all characters of AAR books that you've read and recognised does not belong to me. They officially belonged to Amelia Atwater Rhodes. Luna Wolfe and any other characters that you do not know belong to me and I do not earn a living in writing this fic so.If you wanna use any of my characters, plz b polite and ask.
Summary: A shapeshifter, caught in a family vendetta between her clan and the velox clan, met Nikolas in an unlikely circumstances when she was seriously injured in a fight she had with a couple of her enemies, who sought to exterminate and enslaved her clan. Will Luna Wolfe seek solace in Nikolas' dark embrace or will she avenge the lives lost in her clan? [I'm probably stating the obvious but I'm sure all of you readers out there probably knows what will happen in the end]
*~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~*
Chapter 1: Introduction to the World of Black and White
Everything was colourless, or she had become color blind. The snow-coloured walls were artfully decorated with murals of people she doesn't recognised in black paint. The whole place was tastefully furnished with a black and white combination of furnitures - a pure piece of art. Elegant and classic was the only two words that flashed into her mind to describe the house.
'Whoever owns this place really knows how to enjoy living in style and comfort'
She was currently in a bedroom, which was surprising since the last thing she could remember was collapsing in front of the house. Come to think of it, her whole body was tingling with alarms. She felt oppressed somehow, as if she was in a claustrophobic place. When she reached out her senses, she soon understood why.
The whole place was filled with a very strong and dark aura. The aura of a vampire. This could probably explained why the foxes had retreated even though they were reluctant to give her up after such a hard chase. Vampires and shapeshifters generally do not share a friendly relationship, what is the reason, she does not know and had no desire to find out. Her whole body tensed up when she felt a presence in the doorway, outside the door of the room which she currently reside in.
"Oh good, you are finally awake. Nikolas and Kristopher spent the whole night tending to your injuries. Lucky that Kristopher was around to go get Caryn from SingleEarth or you might die from excessive loss of blood."
The door opened to reveal a fairly attractive, dark-skinned girl. Her eyes gave the girl a once-over before pausing on her arms, which were marked, the scars resting on her arms like pearl inlays. When she did not reply, the girl continued.
"I'm Marguerite, one of the inhabitants of this house. There are a few others, but most of them are either minding their own business or still sleeping. Nikolas has give specific instructions for me to take care of you before he and Kristopher went to bed. Would you mind telling me your name?"
'Goddess, this house must be really huge if there are so many people living in it.'
"Luna. Luna Wolfe."
"Nice to know that you have come around, Luna Wolfe."
*~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~*
Nikolas couldn't really slept. He was restless, very restless. The image of pale, milky skin and a curtain of black, silky hair kept haunting his mind, making him fidgety in bed. Feeling a little exasperated, he got out of bed and dressed before opening the door of his room to maybe potter around the house abit, hoping to calm down enough to want to go back to sleep.
On his way to the stairs, he saw Marguerite, one of his human blood-bonds, walked towards the room that he had placed the girl in, carrying a breakfast tray. He followed silently.
Twin pools of oceans filled his visions instantly. Okay, he was exaggerating but it was the most unique colour that he had came upon for the first time in his life. The girl's eyes were that of an indescribable colour. They vaguely looked like what an ocean would looked like at night, with shimmering silverlight dotting the vast, endless sea. The colours seemed to shift along with the girl's mood as well, turning even darker when she tensed.
He watched amused, as Marguerite casually strike up a conversation with the girl, then he listened interested as the human asked the name of the girl.
"Luna. Luna Wolfe."
He couldn't help himself. The name fit the girl called Luna Wolfe perfectly, like a moon that was natural in accompanying the night. Before he could stop himself, he had spoken out.
"Nice to know that you have come around, Luna Wolfe."
*~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~*
Luna's head whipped around in the direction of the voice, her silky black hair swirling witch-like around her shoulders. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took in his form warily.
The youth standing in the doorway was all sharp contrast. Fair skin stood out against him clearly, the rest of him are just black - black hair, black clothes and even his eyes are the colour of death.
"That's the host, Nikolas," The dark-skinned girl spoke cheerfully. There was a dreamy look of adoration in her expression.
The aura that she had felt moments ago belong to Nikolas.
'Not a youth. He's probably much older than he appeared to be, a few hundred or maybe thousand years old'
"Relax, Luna. I'm not going to bite," Nikolas replied lightly seeing the tensed, wary look on Luna's face.
"That's the understatement," She muttered. Nikolas laughed, a soft melodious sound that made Luna's heart lurched weirdly.
"Considering what I am, yes I would agree with you. By the way, your name suits you well."
*~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~*
~EtHeReAl WoLfe~: Well, here's the 2nd chapter, I seriously don't know how to end this chapter and I've run of ideas to continue to a appropriate end before starting on the nx...and you know what to do after reading, don't you?-^_^-