Annie: We're back with the second chapter of "A Christmas Carol."
SB/Kierra: This was hard one to write up.
Annie: You're right it was, I had to make a lot it up to fit the story line.
SB/Kierra: Is Boris going to be in this fic or not?
Annie: Many characters aren't going to be in this fic, besides it's only going to have five or six chapters.
SB/Kierra: Oh..... We hope you will enjoy the chapter!!!
Annie: We don't anything except our OC's.
When Voltaire awoke he noticed the clock and as he watched it go from five to six and then six to seven and all the way up to twelve am. Now Voltaire knew that it had been two in the afternoon when he fell asleep, or when he up to his room and was getting ready to take his nap to be exact, so then how could it twelve in the morning already? He couldn't have been asleep for more than an hour, then he remembered something, something important, something his son Nicolas' ghost had said, something about three spirits. He lay back down and kept thinking if he was dreaming or not.
He fell into a doze and was jolted awake when the clock struck a quarter past, then it stuck half past, then a quarter to and finally the hour itself!! Voltaire thought that it was a dream when the hour bell sounded, a dull and hollow bong. Light flashed and when it faded Voltaire saw a young woman, who he realized that the ghost looked a lot like his grandson's female friend that he said was named Hillary, which he has heard ghost was wearing a long dark red dress that stopped just above her feet, it had a gold trim around the neck, the cuffs on short sleeves, and on the bottom hem of the dress, that seemed to sparkle in its own light. The dress, and the matching shoes, enchanced the color of her ruby color eyes and she wore a halo of holly and mistletoe around her head.
"Are you the spirit, whose coming was foretold to me?" Voltaire asked.
"That I am." She replied, in a soft and gentle voice.
"Who are you?" Voltaire demanded.
"I am the ghost of Christmas Past. YOUR past." She said before she held out a hand and said "Come with me."
"Why?" he asked.
"Because you must." She replied.
Voltaire then remembered what his son had said would be his fate if he didn't listen to the ghosts, and he stood up and Hillary grabbed his arm and led him towards the window.
"I can't go through the window, I'll fall." Voltaire pointed out.
"You won't have to worry, for a touch of my hand will keep you safe." She said as they past through the wall.
The scenery changed and he found himself back in Russia, when he was a child. Voltaire saw himself as a five year old getting ready for Christmas with his parents, oh what a happy time it had been for him all those years ago, decorating the tree and the house, playing outside in the snow with his childhood friends as their parents watched them play as they talked amongst themselves.
"Why are we here spirit?" Voltaire asked.
"This is your past; remember how much fun and joy it brought to you as a child?" Hillary asked.
"Yes I remember, oh what fun I had indeed!!" Voltaire said before everything changed again.
This time Voltaire saw himself as an eighteen year old, the same age as his grandson Kai, but he was an unhappy eighteen year old. Voltaire remembered that this was the year that his parents were killed in a car crash on Christmas Eve.
"This was the year that I lost my love of Christmas; the magic disappeared when my parents died on their way home from a Christmas party. Let's move on I don't want to see anymore of this." Voltaire said sadly.
"Very well, but you should know that these are shadows of what has been, they are what they are." Hillary said as she complied.
Now they saw Voltaire and his wife, and their three children, six year old Lorena and her twin sister Splendora, and three year old Nicolas. Voltaire watched his children have a fun and magical Christmas with him and his wife, Paula, but he was not happy.
"It looks like you tried to make it a magical Christmas." Hillary observed.
"Yes its true spirit, I did. My wife still believed in it and she wanted our children to do so as well, even if I had stopped believing in the magic of Christmas." Voltaire admitted as he started to cry.
"Your crying." The spirit stated calmly.
"I am starting to miss thoughs days with my family." Voltaire sobbed. "Take me home spirit, I've seen enough."
"Not yet there is one last shadow of the past to be seen." Hillary said and the scene changed again for the fourth time.
Voltaire noticed that many years have past and Nicolas was now a grown man and was married to the woman he had fallen in love with, Kasmira Anne Moraski, and sure enough there were his grandchildren, Kai and Catherine, who were only two years old. All four of them where very happy.
"Look at them Kammy, look at how happy they are." Nicolas said.
"Yes I see. They are meant to be together like this for the rest of their lives." Kasmira said in her sweet and soft voice.
"LOOKIE I GOT A BEYBADE!!!!" Two year old Kai exclaimed as he held up a little blue and red bey blade.
"ME TOO!!!" Two year old Catherine said as she held up her light blue and white bey blade as Nicolas and Kasmira smiled at their twin children.
"Enough spirit!! Take me home!! Remove me form this place!!" Voltaire demanded in a broken voice.
Voltaire looked at Hillary and saw, in some strange way, the fragments of all the faces it had shown him and he wrestled with it.
"Leave me, spirit of Christmas past!!! Haunt me no more!!!" Voltaire exclaimed.
Hillary grabbed him and in a flash of light, that was so bright that Voltaire had to close his eyes, took him back to his room. And when he opened his eyes he saw that he was back in his own bed and he barely had anytime to realize or ponder what he had seen before he drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep.
Annie: Well there you go the second chapter.
SB/Kierra: Hey wait a minute!! I thought you said this chapter was going to be longer that the last one.
Annie: It is.
SB/Kierra: No it's not; it's the same length as the first one.
Annie: The same length? But I thought it was longer.........oh you're right Kierra, it IS the same length and as the first chapter, I just didn't realize it, oh well.
SB/Kierra: We hope you have enjoyed this chapter!!!
Annie: Review please!!!! Bye!!!!!!!!!!
SB/Kierra: Cya!!!!!!