Rose, Stefan, and her army busted a Vampire hording/dwelling place but this time, it was underground in an old New York sewer. Upon scenting those vile beings, Rose gave a feral cry as she and her army attacked. The look of disbelief and fear upon the faces of those hoarders remained frozen as their heads were cleaved from their useless bodies.

No filth was found as her army as well as the bloodsuckers fought long and hard while many of each were slain. The Vampires fought viciously to protect a little girl of which Rose found when she beheaded the woman set to protect her. She sensed that the frightened girl was also a Vampire and after looking into its auburn-colored eyes, Rose knew the little fiend would drink blood soon, if she didn't already.

The little fiend was about ten years old, although its height was nearly to Rose's shoulders. Rose lifted her bloodstained sword above her head, about to cleave the head from the fiend when she paused. Out of all the screams and the stench of death all around them, she paused while she studied the girl. 'Would Ardemys like a concubine of his own?' She studied the fiend's little body and found it lacking whereas Ardemys may not.

Making up her mind, Rose pushed her dirty sword back into the sheath at her waist then grabbed the young fiend up by her hair. It screamed and fought but it didn't faze the Vampire Slayer. Soon she and her army all flitted back to Rose's lair.

Ardemys was working on how to free himself from the psychotic Vampire Slayer when, speak of the demonic being, the door to the room burst open and Rose appeared from around the corner, dragging a crying girl after her by her hair. Ardemys' eyes grew wide when the fiend threw the girl at his feet. Rose's chest heaved as her red eyes narrowed at Ardemys when he bent down to help the little Vampire.

"I found her in a Vampire raid," Rose said with a sneer as the young girl sobbed harder. "Thought you might have certain urges, like most men do, so here she is. She's a sure thing to a concubine for you soon." She said with a filthy grin.

Ardemys' stomach dropped as he unwillingly listened to this sick bitch. The young girl cowered away from him, yet she stayed further away from the red-eyed bitch. He couldn't blame her. He turned his gaze back to Rose and schooled his facial features to a sleazy grin. He had to keep the vile Vampire Slayer thinking he was on her side until he could find the means of escaping, now with a young girl in tow.

"She's perfect," he said, the words so vile upon his tongue that he almost winced.

Rose smirked.

"I knew It would be."

She then turned and walked back to the door.

"I'll be back with one of those brainwashing pikes that belong in their skulls."

The little girl gasped, and her teary gaze darted about the room. Ardemys would be damned if anyone would ever hurt this little creature again.

"No." Ardemys protested as he moved to stand before the frightened girl.

The little girl looked up at the pale black-haired man as he stood before her and felt a small sliver of hope. Rose stilled then slowly turned back to face him.

"What did you say?"

"I said no. The spells I have will work just fine. If I use that pike, she'll be yours and I don't want that."

The hope the young girl felt now vanished. He would out to hurt her like that vile red eyed fiend and her damn army had done to her family. She could never get over those horrid scenes. And her poor mother… Dear Ancients, she vowed right then that she would kill them all to avenge her family's wrongful death, one way or another.

Just the sight of her mother's listless body and empty eyes staring at her had angry tears pooling into her sore eyes. How could someone, or in this case, something be so cruel and heartless?

"Of course Ardemys but know this," Rose's red eyes narrowed into slits as she stared at him. "Once It becomes of age, you'd better fuck It then kill It. Or I will." She said, her voice dipping with innuendo as she glanced from Ardemys to the girl before turning and leaving, slamming the door behind her.

Ardemys' eyes narrowed as he stared at the closed door for several moments. That bitch had her fucking nerve, didn't she? He then turned and glanced down at the frightened girl within the corner and right then, he made a vow to the Ancients that he would protect this little innocent creature with his very life.

He ran a hand through his hair and thought of how he would approach her. He had lied to Rose upon using spells to brainwash the child. He just couldn't harm an innocent like the fiend had no problem doing. Rose was heartless whereas he wasn't. He looked to the frightened girl once again and his hardened heart softened.

He slowly started toward her, cautious on not to scare her when she cowered further into the corner and hissed. He paused, his eyebrows uplifted. Well she was a Vampire and did live with other Vampires and they did hiss when they or their families were threatened.

But he meant no harm to her although she didn't know that.

"Easy girl. I mean you no harm." He said then neared her slowly once more.

She trembled harder and shook her head as more tears flowed down her face still.

"W-why do you want to h-hurt me and my family? We n-never did anything to y-you." She said in between sobs as those tears continued to flow down her face.

His eyebrows furrowed. 'Poor little thing. She saw everything that fiend had done to her family.' He thought with a shake of his head. 'Rose was a fucking bitch for doing that to this poor girl.'

"I have and will never hurt you, girl. I'm also held captive here against my will, to find Rose a means of exterminating the entire Vampire race."

Her eyes grew wide as he slowly knelt before her.

"Though I internally refuse to do such a vile thing." He said quietly.

She looked up into his eyes as he looked down into hers. Was he lying to her or was he telling her the truth? She wished with a passion that she could know for sure if he was lying or not instead of surviving on just a mere guess.

She was too young to flit or read minds or even tell if others were lying to her.

"I want to escape," he told her quietly. "I used to be evil, but I feel as though the Ancients have bestowed upon me another chance at redemption. And I intend on doing good from now on. Now I don't expect you to believe and trust me overnight, but I vow to the Ancients that I will never hurt you or let others hurt you ever again."

She stared up into his ice blue eyes and never knew of a stranger vowing to protect her so adamantly. Her parents were the only ones to have ever done that. By the Ancients, should she be grateful, or should she remain in fear of him? She was taught that those of another species lied constantly and should never be trusted.

But with how determined he was and looked, he couldn't possibly be lying but she couldn't take that chance to trust him yet. What if he stabbed her in the back in the long run?

No, she couldn't take that chance.

Seeing an internal battle she warred with in her mind he spoke once again. "As I said, it'll take time for you to trust me and it'll be a long way for me to earn that trust but I am willing to." He said and sighed silently.

"By the way, what is your name, young one?"

After a moment she replied, "Burgundi Nash…"

Space

Mark and I had to go to Glenn's and Jay's palace because their wedding was soon approaching. Something was different between Glenn and Jay as I suspected that they did the deed because they were holding hands more often and as for the other times, he would pull her to the side and kiss her deeply.

I didn't mean to see see it, I swear. I was about to come out of the room Glenn had graciously given Mark and I and when I opened the door, I saw them at the end of the hallway. I grew wide eyed, quickly and quietly closing the door and that's when my suspicions arose.

Now she, Mom, Harley, and I sat around the island in the kitchen as we conversed amongst ourselves. I was finally beginning to show, and it made me smile although I still grew ill. But it was all worth it to bring a baby into the world. I sighed contentedly and talked with them all.

"It's getting closer to that special day, Jay. I can't wait until you and Glenn tie the knot." I said happily.

Jay smiles and nodded then took a sip of her coffee.

"You'll look so beautiful, milady." Harley said with a wistful smile.

"Oh yes, Jay. You will be as beautiful as Angelica was on her wedding day." Mom said with a proud smile.

I shook my head and smiled as Jay took another sip of coffee then frowned. She placed the cup back down upon the counter then placed her hands flat upon the counter as well. My eyebrows furrowed.

"Jay, are you all right?" I asked worriedly.

She shook her head.

"I- I do not think so…"

Mom and Harley quickly grew worried upon seeing Jay like this. Her eyes then grew wide and she suddenly disappeared to her bedroom and into the bathroom. Moth Mom and Harley stood in unison, but I lifted my hand. Both looked at me and paused. Part of being a queen meant that people would always listen to you. It was truly amazing.

"Let me go to her. She'll be more comfortable talking to me."

Hopefully.

Harley nodded then sat back down, although she was still worried. After a moment, Mom did the same. I nodded then floated up to their room, finding Jay hunched over the toilet, throwing up the liquid contents of her stomach. Glenn was holding her hair away from her face and rubbing her back consolingly.

She grasped the sides of the toilet as red tears ran down her face. I sympathized with her, knowing just how she was feeling. Then I gasped, knowing why she was sick. I was right! They did the deed! I placed my hand upon my slightly bulging stomach and felt undeniable joy.

Jay slowly got to her feet with Glenn's help. I walked toward the bathroom and stopped in the doorway as Glenn tilted her head back slightly and asked if she was feeling any better. She nodded and sighed then looked over at me. I smiled at her sympathetically, knowing it wasn't good to throw up your guts or having it feel as such. She then released Glenn and walked to me.

"We've got to talk." I said when she stopped before me.

She nodded as Glenn's eyebrows furrowed and he shook his head in protest.

"She needs her rest, Angelica, and not to converse of things."

"Glenn, I am fine now. Besides I want to talk to Angel."

Glenn folded his arms defiantly as Jay sighed and leaned her shoulder against the door frame. My eyebrows rose. He's really going to try me, isn't he? I am the queen of Aeroso and last I recalled, a queen had supreme rank alongside her husband. Alongside her king.

"As the king of Wolphshire, I say she needs her rest and for you to leave."

I cast him a queenly look that now seemed so natural to me, even though I may have practiced it in the mirror many times. Just don't tell anyone.

"And as the queen of Aeroso, I say that she and I need to talk then she can rest. But for now, you need to leave, or I will throw you out. Your choice, Sire." I said in all seriousness.

His expression fell.

"You can't do that to me in my home!"

My eyebrows rose.

"Oh can't I?"

He glanced at Jay, who was smirking then she grew wide eyed when he scowled at her. He then looked back to me.

"Fine, Your Highness." He growled then stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

"Geez, what is his problem?" Jay asked with a shake of her head.

"Why didn't you tell me that you're pregnant?" I asked, turning to her.

Her eyes widened.

"How- I do not even know if I am. Oh!" She gasped and pressed a hand to her stomach.

"Something just moved within you, am I right?" I asked, placing my hands upon my hips.

Wide eyed, she nodded and looked at me. I smiled and squealed, hugging her tightly. She just stood there, not knowing of what to do. I pulled away and looked her. I could see the shock written all over her face and my eyebrows furrowed.

"You're going to keep this child, aren't you?" I asked her worriedly.

After a moment, she finally looked at me and nodded with a smile on her face. She couldn't get rid of this child. Whether they be a boy or a girl, they were a part of Glenn and herself. She couldn't rid herself of such a wonderful gift from the Ancients.

With a laugh, she hugged me tightly…

Space

Burgundi was still a little standoffish, not knowing if she could trust Ardemys or not. He was the only person in this hellhole who treated her like someone instead of something. She kept her distance from him and just listened to him as he spoke.

He spoke of his mother and how she taught him everything he now knew. He then spoke of his father, how his death was caused by Warlock haters and how he witnessed it all. Burgundi soon found herself easing toward him, able to relate to the feelings that he spoke of with the wrongful death of his father. She knew what he still must be feeling because her family was murdered by the vile creature named Rose.

"Did you get revenge on those who murdered your father?" She asked Ardemys finally.

He paused over the table he was working on with mixtures of glowing different colored potions within beakers and a book that was laid out before him. 'How to answer such a question?' He wondered. He didn't want to tell her that he tracked down those who murdered his father and tortured them until there was nothing left.

He didn't want to provoke her into violence. The world as he knew it was overrun with violence. It didn't need any more violence, but he vowed that he wouldn't lie to her.

"Ardemys?"

He blinked and released the breath he held then reluctantly nodded.

"Burgundi, I did hunt down those who murdered my father. I tortured them until there was nothing left of them for me to torture. That's how I became 'Ardemys the Revenging'."

He turned and looked into Burgundi's eyes.

"Evil can have many faces as well as hide behind many faces, child. Ever since I killed them, I've been known to be evil; an infamous reputation that I constantly fed. I can see the anger and rage within your eyes and soul, child. Killing will only fuel those emotions but it will never quell them."

She frowned, knowing what he was getting at.

"When I get the chance, I will kill Rose and her henchmen. There's no stopping it."

He shook his head.

"There's already someone set to kill her. It was prophesied." He said quietly.

Burgundi's eyebrows rose.

"Prophesied as in the Ancients told you something?" She asked with confusion and curiosity on her face and within her eyes.

He nodded after a moment and her eyes widened.

"Who is it?" She asked him eagerly.

He frowned at her eagerness, but he couldn't tell just anyone. The person had to be someone he could trust as well. He shook his head and turned back to the table.

"I can't tell you yet until I know that you won't try to kill Rose. I cannot risk your safety."

"What? Why can't I kill her? She murdered my family, Ardemys! Why the hell cant I kill her?" She demanded.

He whirled back around to face her.

"Because you're just a child and you will be signing your own death note! I cannot allow a child to get themselves killed!"

"You don't know that…" She said in a small voice.

His eyebrows rose.

"Don't I? I told you Burgundi, I know evil when I see it and Rose is the epitome of the word. What happened to your family, Ancients rest their souls, is no joke. If you try to kill her, she'll torture you to the point of merciless insanity and that's just the beginning." He said, his voice dipping with innuendo.

"So for now I suggest that you remain by my side since you're still young."

Tears filled her eyes and he frowned in return. She sat on the chair by the wall the Ancients had given him the prophecy. He walked around the table and to her, kneeling down before her.

"Look at me, child."

When she finally did, he continued.

"I told you that I will never let anyone hurt you. We will get out of here soon. You can trust me, Burgundi. I'd never lie to you. I vow it."

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hands then.

"You promise?"

He nodded. "I promise and I vow it, Burgundi."

Feeling and knowing that he was the only person she had in the entire world now, she launched herself at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. His eyes grew wide and he didn't know what to do. This never happened to him before. 'Should I hug her back or just continue looking dumbfounded?'

"Thank you…" She whispered.

And that's all it took. He wrapped his arms around her and felt a tightness in his chest for this little girl. If they ever got out of here, he would adopt her. There was no doubt about it it Burgundi…