Greetings from The Lady Mage
Welcome to chapter four! This is sort of a filler chapter, but it has some good stuff in it. Short, yes, but I'm working on the next chapter as we speak!! And sorry for the hold-up, but I've started a new job, so it has been taking up my time. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!!
Disclaimer: *The Lady Mage stands* I, The Lady Mage, do NOT own Underworld, or any of its wonderful characters. BUT, I DO own Kindra and Damon (you'll see), so no touchy!!
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" . . . went down in the river to pray . . studying about that good ol' way . . and who shall wear the starry crown . . good Lord, show me the way . . . "
Someone was singing softly when Selene began to regain consciousness next. When she opened her eyes, she found she was in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar bed. She turned her head towards the sweet sound. Kindra sat in a rocking chair near the bed, her book in her gloved hands, singing with a voice like an angel.
" . . Oh, sinners, let's go down . . let's go down- come on down . . Oh, sinners, let's go down, down in the river to pray . . . " She quietened down to a soft hum before dog-earing her page, and setting her book in her lap. The humming sound died as she turned to see Selene. "Awake?" she murmered quietly. "How do you feel? The numbness should be gone by now."
"Where are we? Where's Michael?" Selene asked, sitting up in the bed.
Kindra stood from her chair, and walked to the bed, setting the book on the nightstand before taking a seat at the foot of the bed. "You are in Blainesworth." she answered, her voice soft as usual. She gestured to two doors across the room. "Michael is taking a shower. He'll be out in a few moments. Are you hun-"
"What do you people want from us?!" demanded the vampiress, cutting off the girl.
Kindra gave her a genuinely confused look. "Want from you? Why should we want anything from you?"
"Why have you brought us here?! We were just fine back in Paris!"
Realization dawned on the younger vampire's face. "Jinna mentioned your reluctance to leave." she said. "Yes, we've brought you here not of your own will, but for your own good. But, I am not the one to drill for questions- I don't know much of you, Selene, other than I am to serve you while you are here."
"I don't need servants." hissed the woman.
"Good, because I am not a servant." returned the girl. "I may be young, but I am more than useful. I'm more your nanny than I am your maid." she said with a soft chuckle.
"Nanny?"
Kindra nodded, about to continue, when a young lycan stepped from the bathroom door. He shut it behind him, and fanned away the steam that had escaped with him. "Phew . . . " he murmered, pulling the neck of his black shirt away to let some cooler air to his skin before he shoved his shaggy black hair out of his blue eyes.
"A little warm, are we, Damon?" Kindra asked him with a smile.
He noticed her then, and that Selene and she were watching him. "Do me a favor, Kend, and tell Marcus to never make me do that again, okay?"
The girl pouted. "You don't want to be reassigned, do you?"
"No." Damon answered. "I just don't want to ever have to stand in the bathroom while some other guy is taking a shower, okay?" He shoved his hair back out of his eyes again. "And he had to talk to me while he did it, too!"
Selene held in a snort, trying to appear uninterested, but Kindra chuckled softly. "You poor thing."
He gave her a rather handsome smile, and moved away from the bathroom door as it opened. Michael stepped out, a towel around his waist.
"You are shameless, aren't you." Damon spoke to him, backing away, but watching as was his duty. Kindra moved from the bed, a light blush staining her cheeks as she joined the young lycan.
"Can we have a few minutes to ourselves?" Michael asked the two, walking towards the bed.
Kindra nodded. "Of course."
"We'll be in the hall." Damon murmered, taking Kindra by the hand and gently pulling her to the door. "Call us if you need anything."
"Uh . . will do." Michael murmered, watching them slip out into the hallway. Once they were gone, he turned back to Selene. "Are you okay? Is the baby okay?" he asked, sitting next to her.
"Fine." she answered. "Have you spoken to anyone besides the young lycan? Do you know anything?"
"Well," Michael began. "When I woke up, I was in here with you. Damon and Kindra were both in here. They told me that Lucian was alive, and in league with the now- banished vampire elder, Marcus. Most of the Ordoghaz coven came with him here, wanting peace instead of war." He put his arm around her shoulders. "They said we'd been brought here so that you would have a safe place to have the baby."
"We were safe in Germany."
"Obviously not since they found us so easily. We're just lucky it was New House and not the old covens." Michael argued. "Damon said that once I'm dressed, he'll take me to see Lucian and Marcus. Get dressed and come if you like."
Selene nodded, throwing back the covers off of her legs. "Where are our things?"
"Um . . " Michael glanced around the room. "I don't know." He took to his feet, and went to the door. He pulled it open, and stuck his head out in the hallway. "Hey." The two young immortals jumped away from eachother as though they'd been burned, and then scampered back into the bedroom. "Where are our clothes?"
Kindra smiled, going to the little door next to the bathroom. She turned the knob and pushed it open, revealing a large walk-in closet filled with their own clothes, plus new clothes that had been supplied to them. "In here, sir." she answered quietly.
"Thanks." he said. "Selene's going to come with me to see Marcus and Lucian, okay?"
"You really don't have to ask for permission to take her anywhere- except outside the grounds." Damon said casually. "I'm sure than Lucian and Marcus will enjoy speaking to her as well."
"And Marcus's bride has been dying to see her- I've had to chase her off three times this evening." Kindra said with another of her gentle smiles.
"Marcus has taken a bride?!" Selene asked, standing from the bed and tugging down the hem of her slipgown. "Since when? Who?"
"Yes, he has. She's a young thing, too." Damon answered. "Barely half a century old!"
Kindra smiled to him. "But she loves him, and that's all that matters." She took his hand in her gloved one. "Come. We'll wait in the hall while they dress." And once again, they slipped from the room.
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So, how was it? Good? Bad? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Tell me in a review!
By the way, the song that Kindra was singing is 'Down In The River To Pray' by Alison Krauss. I DO NOT own the song, nor do I have any ties to it, I just thought it was sweet tune for Kindra to be humming/singing/whatever. Oh, and 'Kend' is Kindra's nickname in case you were wondering who the heck Kend was.
The Lady Mage
Welcome to chapter four! This is sort of a filler chapter, but it has some good stuff in it. Short, yes, but I'm working on the next chapter as we speak!! And sorry for the hold-up, but I've started a new job, so it has been taking up my time. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!!
Disclaimer: *The Lady Mage stands* I, The Lady Mage, do NOT own Underworld, or any of its wonderful characters. BUT, I DO own Kindra and Damon (you'll see), so no touchy!!
* ~ * ~ *
" . . . went down in the river to pray . . studying about that good ol' way . . and who shall wear the starry crown . . good Lord, show me the way . . . "
Someone was singing softly when Selene began to regain consciousness next. When she opened her eyes, she found she was in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar bed. She turned her head towards the sweet sound. Kindra sat in a rocking chair near the bed, her book in her gloved hands, singing with a voice like an angel.
" . . Oh, sinners, let's go down . . let's go down- come on down . . Oh, sinners, let's go down, down in the river to pray . . . " She quietened down to a soft hum before dog-earing her page, and setting her book in her lap. The humming sound died as she turned to see Selene. "Awake?" she murmered quietly. "How do you feel? The numbness should be gone by now."
"Where are we? Where's Michael?" Selene asked, sitting up in the bed.
Kindra stood from her chair, and walked to the bed, setting the book on the nightstand before taking a seat at the foot of the bed. "You are in Blainesworth." she answered, her voice soft as usual. She gestured to two doors across the room. "Michael is taking a shower. He'll be out in a few moments. Are you hun-"
"What do you people want from us?!" demanded the vampiress, cutting off the girl.
Kindra gave her a genuinely confused look. "Want from you? Why should we want anything from you?"
"Why have you brought us here?! We were just fine back in Paris!"
Realization dawned on the younger vampire's face. "Jinna mentioned your reluctance to leave." she said. "Yes, we've brought you here not of your own will, but for your own good. But, I am not the one to drill for questions- I don't know much of you, Selene, other than I am to serve you while you are here."
"I don't need servants." hissed the woman.
"Good, because I am not a servant." returned the girl. "I may be young, but I am more than useful. I'm more your nanny than I am your maid." she said with a soft chuckle.
"Nanny?"
Kindra nodded, about to continue, when a young lycan stepped from the bathroom door. He shut it behind him, and fanned away the steam that had escaped with him. "Phew . . . " he murmered, pulling the neck of his black shirt away to let some cooler air to his skin before he shoved his shaggy black hair out of his blue eyes.
"A little warm, are we, Damon?" Kindra asked him with a smile.
He noticed her then, and that Selene and she were watching him. "Do me a favor, Kend, and tell Marcus to never make me do that again, okay?"
The girl pouted. "You don't want to be reassigned, do you?"
"No." Damon answered. "I just don't want to ever have to stand in the bathroom while some other guy is taking a shower, okay?" He shoved his hair back out of his eyes again. "And he had to talk to me while he did it, too!"
Selene held in a snort, trying to appear uninterested, but Kindra chuckled softly. "You poor thing."
He gave her a rather handsome smile, and moved away from the bathroom door as it opened. Michael stepped out, a towel around his waist.
"You are shameless, aren't you." Damon spoke to him, backing away, but watching as was his duty. Kindra moved from the bed, a light blush staining her cheeks as she joined the young lycan.
"Can we have a few minutes to ourselves?" Michael asked the two, walking towards the bed.
Kindra nodded. "Of course."
"We'll be in the hall." Damon murmered, taking Kindra by the hand and gently pulling her to the door. "Call us if you need anything."
"Uh . . will do." Michael murmered, watching them slip out into the hallway. Once they were gone, he turned back to Selene. "Are you okay? Is the baby okay?" he asked, sitting next to her.
"Fine." she answered. "Have you spoken to anyone besides the young lycan? Do you know anything?"
"Well," Michael began. "When I woke up, I was in here with you. Damon and Kindra were both in here. They told me that Lucian was alive, and in league with the now- banished vampire elder, Marcus. Most of the Ordoghaz coven came with him here, wanting peace instead of war." He put his arm around her shoulders. "They said we'd been brought here so that you would have a safe place to have the baby."
"We were safe in Germany."
"Obviously not since they found us so easily. We're just lucky it was New House and not the old covens." Michael argued. "Damon said that once I'm dressed, he'll take me to see Lucian and Marcus. Get dressed and come if you like."
Selene nodded, throwing back the covers off of her legs. "Where are our things?"
"Um . . " Michael glanced around the room. "I don't know." He took to his feet, and went to the door. He pulled it open, and stuck his head out in the hallway. "Hey." The two young immortals jumped away from eachother as though they'd been burned, and then scampered back into the bedroom. "Where are our clothes?"
Kindra smiled, going to the little door next to the bathroom. She turned the knob and pushed it open, revealing a large walk-in closet filled with their own clothes, plus new clothes that had been supplied to them. "In here, sir." she answered quietly.
"Thanks." he said. "Selene's going to come with me to see Marcus and Lucian, okay?"
"You really don't have to ask for permission to take her anywhere- except outside the grounds." Damon said casually. "I'm sure than Lucian and Marcus will enjoy speaking to her as well."
"And Marcus's bride has been dying to see her- I've had to chase her off three times this evening." Kindra said with another of her gentle smiles.
"Marcus has taken a bride?!" Selene asked, standing from the bed and tugging down the hem of her slipgown. "Since when? Who?"
"Yes, he has. She's a young thing, too." Damon answered. "Barely half a century old!"
Kindra smiled to him. "But she loves him, and that's all that matters." She took his hand in her gloved one. "Come. We'll wait in the hall while they dress." And once again, they slipped from the room.
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So, how was it? Good? Bad? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Tell me in a review!
By the way, the song that Kindra was singing is 'Down In The River To Pray' by Alison Krauss. I DO NOT own the song, nor do I have any ties to it, I just thought it was sweet tune for Kindra to be humming/singing/whatever. Oh, and 'Kend' is Kindra's nickname in case you were wondering who the heck Kend was.
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