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Thank you to the people who have reviewed to my new chapter #6
Kurokioku and MoonDance1x2x1
Also like to thank, and apologize to those reviewers who reviewed but I didn't recognize their nicknames. So here they are!
Kawaii-Shinigami, tenshiamanda, loverwren, MH, moondancer, Son June, Duo/Folken/TK, and Curious Dream Weaver.
And thank you to my originals!
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John, Dreamer, La Dirge, Shini-girl Kit, Youkai Kuroue, Elle-FaTe2x1, Allanby, Firekat, Chara1, Silverfate, Yume Maxwell-Yuy, Anonymous reviewer
Bewildered Heartbeat, Ch#6 - To Deaths Castle (Revised)
//Thoughts\\
It didn't help that Trowa, the mysterious guy that had showed up at Quatre's mansion had ushered both of us into this black carriage that somehow showed up without our knowing. I was hesitant to step into it at first; I mean it looked like the crypt keeper or something would haunt it. The only thing that resembled any normality about it was, the two black horses that were attached to it. But even then, the auras around the two beautiful creatures gave way to what they were internally. But one strong shove from Trowa and I was in for the ride to wherever he was taking us.
To Duo, I mean, Shinigami no doubt. I put up a fight with Trowa before we left, but had little luck. It's not like his cousin would have been much, or any help at all. I let my eyes travel to the other side of the plush seat made of fine black velvet that shimmered red, and looked over my cousin again.
Oh he was fine, no scuffs, clothes are in proper order, but what was out of place was the look on his angelic face. And no one ever thought vampires could look angelic. His aqua eyes were clouded and hazy with an almost lustful look, his eyelids half drooped. And the petite lop sided smile that caressed his rose lips like a lover.
"Oh the lovely blood red ribbons of love, see how they flow, in one direction then the next. They're so soft, like a kitten's fur. See the ribbons Heero?" Quatre's voice was so diluted it made me cringe.
I sighed as I watched him lazily stroke the air, as if running his fingers along the love ribbon he keeps babbling about. The seduction spell that was placed on him was still going and going strong. His cousin was already a hopeless romantic and mushy enough already. Why did Trowa have to go and make it worse? To keep Quatre from helping me get away for the most part probably. And then there's the obvious, Trowa has a crush on my cousin.
All of a sudden, the carriage seemed almost weightless. I gasped in slight surprise and before I could get a glimpse out the open window as to our whereabouts. The carriage plunged into total darkness. I slowly scooted slowly over to the window and barely stuck my face out but quickly ducked back in as an undesirable heated gust of wind slapped my face. It almost seemed to hot and it suddenly made me aware of how hot it actually had gotten.
"Trowa what's going on? Where are we?" I called out to him knowing he could hear me since I was close enough to the wooden window. No response came forth. "Trowa?" Ok, this was seriously starting to unnerve me. And why was it getting hotter? //Maybe it's just my imagination or my nervousness is making me hot. I hope to whatever gods and goddess there are that, that's all it is and were just going through a long tunnel and Trowa fell asleep\\ I sighed, my confidence back again, "Trowa can you hear me?" This time I got a response. However, a loud hiss in not the answer I had in mind. Ok, scratch half of my once again found and now lost confidence. //Ok get it together. Were still in the forest, it was probably only a snake we ran over. Are there snakes in the forest?\\ I tried one last time for a 'normal' response, "Trowa can you hear me? Where are we?"
"Aye, I hear you. We are entering Hell."
My eyes widened, "What the fuck?!"
It was then that the mist of eternal blackness unsheathed from around us and an unearthly golden red glow took us into its embrace. I quickly stuck my head out the window, not caring about the heat, but just wanting to see where we were. I turned deathly paler, if such is possible for a vampire, never in my life would I ever be prepared to know I'm in a carriage flying over a large pit of bubbling red lava! I no more had any doubts that Trowa's statement of entering Hell was false. And that dark, creepy castle we were headed for looked real enough, way too real.
"Oh.. crap." My mouth fell. //Please let me wake up from this never ending nightmare!\\
My belief is that Hell had always been someplace full of icicles that were so cold your skin peeled off within seconds of touching them. (Try getting your tongues stuck on those)
Quatre giggled gaily behind me and hung on Trowa's arm. I dare say that the brunette was quite happy with this and wrapped his arm around the blonde's waist. Quatre whispered something of little importance though it made Trowa very delighted. Quatre giggled and leaned his head on Trowa's shoulder.
We entered the castle and a cold gust of wind was my butler. I shivered violently and watched my breath come out in a dance so delicate I was afraid to move for they would surely stop and leave me alone. Trowa was walking in front of me but I'd never felt lonelier before in my life, or cold for that matter.
We descended further and further until it hurt to breath. I was ready to fall on my knees and cry for it hurt my chest so much that it felt as if my heart were being ripped into two with the strongest iron hands.
"Quatre slow down. Trowa you're going too fast." I said softly, it was really pathetic to find that my own voice was on the brink of leaving me too.
We finally stopped before an enormous steel door. The handles were round and you had to bang them against the door like an old magic castle, then I realized that this probably was an old magic castle. Trowa kissed Quatre gently making me wish I had someone handsome to be with at a moment like this and he pulled the nose ring of the ogre back and let it fall.
The door creaked open slowly; the noise was like a thousand hands on a great black blackboard. Trowa held Quatre close to him and nodded for me to go inside. I stepped into the dark room and could make an outline of someone sitting on a well-cushioned chair. Long hair fell to the floor and curled at the very ends. It was quite tantalizing but I always did have a thing for braids.
"Heero."
I gasped and took a step back to run, but the door had shut, catching the sturdy material of my jacket.
That voice.
TBC.
Ok, was the revised version better for all of you out there? I hope so! Thank you to my very special Co-Writer La Dirge for making this revised chapter even better!
Please Review and tell me how I did! PLEASE??
*Glomps all readers and reviewers*
Thank you to the people who have reviewed to my new chapter #6
Kurokioku and MoonDance1x2x1
Also like to thank, and apologize to those reviewers who reviewed but I didn't recognize their nicknames. So here they are!
Kawaii-Shinigami, tenshiamanda, loverwren, MH, moondancer, Son June, Duo/Folken/TK, and Curious Dream Weaver.
And thank you to my originals!
(
John, Dreamer, La Dirge, Shini-girl Kit, Youkai Kuroue, Elle-FaTe2x1, Allanby, Firekat, Chara1, Silverfate, Yume Maxwell-Yuy, Anonymous reviewer
Bewildered Heartbeat, Ch#6 - To Deaths Castle (Revised)
//Thoughts\\
It didn't help that Trowa, the mysterious guy that had showed up at Quatre's mansion had ushered both of us into this black carriage that somehow showed up without our knowing. I was hesitant to step into it at first; I mean it looked like the crypt keeper or something would haunt it. The only thing that resembled any normality about it was, the two black horses that were attached to it. But even then, the auras around the two beautiful creatures gave way to what they were internally. But one strong shove from Trowa and I was in for the ride to wherever he was taking us.
To Duo, I mean, Shinigami no doubt. I put up a fight with Trowa before we left, but had little luck. It's not like his cousin would have been much, or any help at all. I let my eyes travel to the other side of the plush seat made of fine black velvet that shimmered red, and looked over my cousin again.
Oh he was fine, no scuffs, clothes are in proper order, but what was out of place was the look on his angelic face. And no one ever thought vampires could look angelic. His aqua eyes were clouded and hazy with an almost lustful look, his eyelids half drooped. And the petite lop sided smile that caressed his rose lips like a lover.
"Oh the lovely blood red ribbons of love, see how they flow, in one direction then the next. They're so soft, like a kitten's fur. See the ribbons Heero?" Quatre's voice was so diluted it made me cringe.
I sighed as I watched him lazily stroke the air, as if running his fingers along the love ribbon he keeps babbling about. The seduction spell that was placed on him was still going and going strong. His cousin was already a hopeless romantic and mushy enough already. Why did Trowa have to go and make it worse? To keep Quatre from helping me get away for the most part probably. And then there's the obvious, Trowa has a crush on my cousin.
All of a sudden, the carriage seemed almost weightless. I gasped in slight surprise and before I could get a glimpse out the open window as to our whereabouts. The carriage plunged into total darkness. I slowly scooted slowly over to the window and barely stuck my face out but quickly ducked back in as an undesirable heated gust of wind slapped my face. It almost seemed to hot and it suddenly made me aware of how hot it actually had gotten.
"Trowa what's going on? Where are we?" I called out to him knowing he could hear me since I was close enough to the wooden window. No response came forth. "Trowa?" Ok, this was seriously starting to unnerve me. And why was it getting hotter? //Maybe it's just my imagination or my nervousness is making me hot. I hope to whatever gods and goddess there are that, that's all it is and were just going through a long tunnel and Trowa fell asleep\\ I sighed, my confidence back again, "Trowa can you hear me?" This time I got a response. However, a loud hiss in not the answer I had in mind. Ok, scratch half of my once again found and now lost confidence. //Ok get it together. Were still in the forest, it was probably only a snake we ran over. Are there snakes in the forest?\\ I tried one last time for a 'normal' response, "Trowa can you hear me? Where are we?"
"Aye, I hear you. We are entering Hell."
My eyes widened, "What the fuck?!"
It was then that the mist of eternal blackness unsheathed from around us and an unearthly golden red glow took us into its embrace. I quickly stuck my head out the window, not caring about the heat, but just wanting to see where we were. I turned deathly paler, if such is possible for a vampire, never in my life would I ever be prepared to know I'm in a carriage flying over a large pit of bubbling red lava! I no more had any doubts that Trowa's statement of entering Hell was false. And that dark, creepy castle we were headed for looked real enough, way too real.
"Oh.. crap." My mouth fell. //Please let me wake up from this never ending nightmare!\\
My belief is that Hell had always been someplace full of icicles that were so cold your skin peeled off within seconds of touching them. (Try getting your tongues stuck on those)
Quatre giggled gaily behind me and hung on Trowa's arm. I dare say that the brunette was quite happy with this and wrapped his arm around the blonde's waist. Quatre whispered something of little importance though it made Trowa very delighted. Quatre giggled and leaned his head on Trowa's shoulder.
We entered the castle and a cold gust of wind was my butler. I shivered violently and watched my breath come out in a dance so delicate I was afraid to move for they would surely stop and leave me alone. Trowa was walking in front of me but I'd never felt lonelier before in my life, or cold for that matter.
We descended further and further until it hurt to breath. I was ready to fall on my knees and cry for it hurt my chest so much that it felt as if my heart were being ripped into two with the strongest iron hands.
"Quatre slow down. Trowa you're going too fast." I said softly, it was really pathetic to find that my own voice was on the brink of leaving me too.
We finally stopped before an enormous steel door. The handles were round and you had to bang them against the door like an old magic castle, then I realized that this probably was an old magic castle. Trowa kissed Quatre gently making me wish I had someone handsome to be with at a moment like this and he pulled the nose ring of the ogre back and let it fall.
The door creaked open slowly; the noise was like a thousand hands on a great black blackboard. Trowa held Quatre close to him and nodded for me to go inside. I stepped into the dark room and could make an outline of someone sitting on a well-cushioned chair. Long hair fell to the floor and curled at the very ends. It was quite tantalizing but I always did have a thing for braids.
"Heero."
I gasped and took a step back to run, but the door had shut, catching the sturdy material of my jacket.
That voice.
TBC.
Ok, was the revised version better for all of you out there? I hope so! Thank you to my very special Co-Writer La Dirge for making this revised chapter even better!
Please Review and tell me how I did! PLEASE??
*Glomps all readers and reviewers*