Hello, I'm back and feeling great thank you so much to my first two reviewers Alena-Chan and The Komodo Dragon Phoenix! I can't tell you how happy you made me I will have a permanent smile on my face for at least five more days. Also to anyone else who reviewed thank you so much, sorry but when I checked my e-mail I had only received those two and so I decided to continue. But enough of my rambling, this is a Rob/Rae story with a small OC twist. I'm sorry if Raven seems OC.
I would like to dedicate this first chapter to Alena and Phoenix, just to show my appreciation! And again thank you!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my OC and the plot, all thanks to the voices in my head that act like a dictator! Ahh Run away! They have torches and pitch forks.
For Ever in a CoffinChapter 1: The Puella of Nox (The Girl of Night)
Through the harsh wind Ravens small figure trudge onwards towards the rising gates on the horizon. She walked in a determined way past all the trees in the forest into a small clearing. From there she went straight to the gates and using her powers she opened then and continued now to a small statue of an angle with her hands together as if in prayer and her wings spread, smiling kindly down at her.
Raven came to a halt in front of the monument and placed a hand on the spot near the base of the statue. It took a moment but under the base a passage way was exposed with its winding stairs leading into what seemed like eternal darkness. Taking a look around her surroundings she quickly began the decent into the ground as the stone closed up behind her.
As she continued down torches sprang to life. She walked on until she came to a sealed door with a puzzle like lock. She quickly rearranged the pieces to form a picture of a mermaid. Then the door also sprang alive, opening to reveal an inner chamber with a passage that had water on both sides of it leading to a decorated coffin at the end of the room.
Raven knowing better than walk across the passage levitated to the other side and set herself down near the coffin. She approached with care, as her heels echoed across the chamber. She summoned her powers, and with a little push slid the lid off two thirds of the way.
Revealing a handsome young man of about twenty years of age with onyx colored hair and porcelain white skin, achieved only in death. He was of a tall lean build with refined features, dressed in a black business like suite of top quality.
Raven reached inside and gently, lovingly, stroked his cold cheek. "James," she spoke in a whisper almost inaudibly, "James dear you must wake up." The figure of James made no response.
"Come now James, this is no time to play game, please wake up. I've been just dying to talk to you once more. Oh you'll love this centaury it's so full of life and people have become more open minded." She spoke to him with a twinkle in her eyes and a tender voice.
"Oh I see how it is, thinking if I can wait a century then I can wait a little more. Fine then we'll do this the hard way." As she said this she bit her lip hard enough to draw blood and bent over his still figure. She then kissed his pale 'lifeless' lips and parted them, allowing her blood to enter his mouth.
The next thing Raven knew James had her in his powerful grasp. His arms surrounding her small waist while his other hand held her head in place as he tenderly extracted more blood from her lip. When they parted she could see he was craving more blood.
Tilting her head to one side she whispered, "Here take some from my neck that way you can have it faster and it's a lot more comfortable for the two of us." With that said he proceeded to bite into her neck taking her sweet blood and feeling rejuvenated all in one.
When he finished he told her in a low whisper, sending shivers down her back. "You don't know how much I missed that and you." He tenderly kissed her neck causing a moan to escape from her parted lips. "How would you like to take me out and show me this new world you spoke so fondly of my dear, show me how you have lived for the hundred years I have slept in this place. Show me how to live again." He spoke to her while nuzzling her neck affectionately.
Only then did he step out of his coffin pulling her up and out along with him. He then began his thorough examination of her. The sight he was greeted by was a young woman with elbow length dark almost black purple hair, pulled into a braid. She wore a black dress with a corset top that exposed her slender shoulders and graceful neck, making him hungry again, and over the dress a black cloak held together by something familiar, a blood red rose with black thorns, a pin he had given her when they had first met and she had gained his trust. She had hardly changed since he had last seen her.
"So how old are you now?" he couldn't help but ask.
" Uh, what is it with you and always wanting to know my age?" She said with mock irritation. " Well I was born in the year 1183, died 1199 therefore I must be 822 years old."
"What do you mean died? I thought you were still living. I still sense live within your body." He asked in a confused manner.
"Well I'm not technically dead but my body in a way is dying because it grows so slow. So I just say I died because I haven't changed since four or five centuries ago. You understand, right?" She asked with doubt evident in her voice.
"Yes, yes I do, I understand perfectly." He waved her off as he lost interest in the subject. "But I must say Raven you are still as attractive as you were in the last centuries I have known you, and yet you just keep looking better and better with each turn of the century. Although I must say the dark look suits you perfectly." He spoke so lovingly to her, like he actually meant more than he let on.
"Oh come now James stop this pointless flattering and lets get a move on. I would like to show you as much as possible before you must leave me again." She spoke with such sadness in her voice at the fact that he would leave her that he wanted nothing more than to take her into his arms and comfort her by saying he wouldn't leave her. But he knew he would only lie to her and that would only sadden her further.
So the duo set out in the early evening and commenced their wondering. With the cover of the night they looked like nothing more than another couple arm in arm walking down the crowded boulevard. They wondered until the early morning, talking of the past and the plans they held for the future, if only they knew.
As they walked the now half deserted streets, James broke their peaceful silence by saying the one thing she had dreaded he would come to tell her. "I'm leaving in two days to go about my business, but it will be brief I plan to be no more than four days at the maximum." He spoke in a hushed voice pulling her closer to him as they went.
"Alright, I know it is futile to try and argue. I will let you go just as long as you promise to keep safe and not do anything irrational." She teased him lightly
"You have my word on my honor, my dear." He told her as he led her to the bridge overlooking the bay.
"Do you see that T shaped building in the middle of the bay?" she questioned him.
"Yes I do, but what does this have to do with our conversation?" He retorted.
"I was getting there, anyways that is were I live now so tomorrow night when you wake come visit to say goodbye, as I assume that you will leave as early as possible the next evening. Yes?" She inquired.
"How well you know me. If I didn't know ant better I would say you had read my thoughts. But none the less yes, I will leave as early as possible, after all they do say the earlier that departure the earlier we can celebrate your return." He teased her lovingly.
At this point he had led her up onto the railing and they were now leaning on one another letting their feet dangle over the edge. As the first light began to show on the horizon he turned to leave her.
"Farwell my dear Raven, until tomorrow night. Sweet dreams meus guadium." He said as he leaned down to kiss the top of her head.
"Vale deus of nox" she replied to him. He gave her a charming smile and with that he set of into the night back to his crypt.
"Azarath Metrion Zynthos" she chanted as she teleported to her home. Hoping no one had noticed her absence.
When she reached the living room she thought 'so far so good' but the victory was short lived as the lights flickered on and there stood the one person she couldn't lie to, but couldn't afford him knowing where or whom she was with. 'Oh crap' were her only thoughts as she faced her leader, who held an unreadable expression.
T.B.C.
A/N: Well how was that good, bad, so so? Please tell me I can't wait to know; even if it is criticism, I need it. So next chapter: what will happen to Raven, what will robin say, how will he react, can Raven lie to him, will she lie to him, and what was up with this James character? Why am I asking all the questions? Anyways all will be revealed in the next chapter, if you are the first two people to review and be able to correctly identify what James is I will dedicate the next chapter to you. Thank you so much for reading but I have to go and get started on the next chapter, which I'm hoping will be up before Wednesday. Just so you know meus guadium is Latin for my joy and vale deus of nox means goodbye god of the night. Oh and sorry for the cliffhanger (grind sheepishly) please don't hurt me it's all the voices fault!
P.S. I am looking for a beta so if you would like please let me know.
Thank you so much love, FiliaofMortis