A/N: Here it is folks, my first FF chapter of TBR!

Trinity Blood: Revelations
Book I: The Kingdom of the North

Chapter I: Remember, Remember the Fifth of November
Remember, remember
The Fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot
I know of no reason
Why the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot
- English verse for Guy Fawkes' Night

The Kingdom of Albion

Two years later

I knew I was being stupid, but I didn't care. I wanted to see Her Majesty the Queen of Albion, in person, and I was skipping school, just to see her.

It was an early morning and the Queen was holding a session of Parliament, where the House of Lords and the House of Commons would be meeting. I didn't care about seeing them, the old geezers, but Her Majesty herself. It was the dream of every subject of Albion to get a glimpse of the Queen and now I'm going to fulfill it.

Now mind I have seen video clips and pictures of Her Majesty. Seeing her is person is quite different than looking at a picture or a 2-D video clip. Many say that when you see Albian royalty… you look upon the divine. From all the news feeds I've seen of her, she had bright scarlet hair, like that of her grandmother in her earlier years, and her skin was like cream, but not pale as my kind. Yet what stood out the most about her was her eyes, a rich deep blue of which a blue diamond itself would be envious. She was beautiful… and hearing that from a Methuselah is saying something.

Queen Esther, the Star of Hope, the Lady Saint of István, the last of the Royal House of Blanchett… we all loved her, most especially my people, the Methuselah. She was the one who freed us from slavery in the underground Ghetto. She was the one who actually listened to us when we cried for freedom. Unlike that bitch- pardon my language- Bloody Mary, who never listened to us and repressed even more, she was true in her promises of peace and negotiations. Now we, the Methuselah, can walk the clouded streets of Londinium without fear or repression. (When the sun is out we have to stay in for the UV rays are dangerous to our flesh, and the only time we are allowed out in daylight is when the sun is blocked by clouds, but we Methuselah still have to wear layers of clothing, just in case.)

Though I will never understand why some Terrans are persistent in calling us "vampires"... Bloody Hell! As if we would become like beasts and bite people's necks! Besides, like any other proper Methuselah, I drink "Aqua Vitae," - a.k.a. blood tablets. Never will my fangs pierce a Terran's throat; I want to prove to them bloody zealots that we, the Methuselah, can be just as "human" as they claim to be.

Many thought that when we were freed, "Londinium would be drenched with blood," or "No one will survive the following bloodbath." The truth is the streets of Londinium ARE NOT awash in blood and the people DO NOT flee in terror from us "ravenous blood-drinkers," contrary to the constant whingeing of some certain Papal officials and some certain Albian Lords.

Whatever. I'll think about them later. Right now, I got to focus, 'cause I've hit my destination: Parliament.

This building hasn't lost its grandeur, even during the Armageddon. Even Big Ben made it out unscathed. Looking up at the clock tower, I saw it was a quarter to ten. The Queen hasn't even arrived and yet the crowds of reporters, photographers, paparazzi, and even the citizens of Albion were there. All of them hoping to fulfill the very wish in their heart as I was, yet… with the crowd this big, how was I going to even get a glimpse of her? I was so close, yet so far.

"Bloody media," I muttered under my breath. "Don't these blokes have a life of their own?" Suddenly, a chilling thought entered my mind. With the cameras everywhere, what if Mum saw me on the telly… oh, the hell I'd be getting from my parents when I got home…

Dammit! Not only do I have the crowd to deal with… now I have to be certain I don't get spotted. Two utterly impossible tasks for a Terran… but maybe not for a Methuselah…

I lowered my cabby hat to where it was resting just over my eyes and I gathered my black leather jacket more tightly around my shoulders. Then I wrapped the scarf that was hanging around my neck over my mouth and pulled my hair into a ponytail and tucked it under my hat. Good. Now I'm decent.

Now the next challenge: find an area where I can get a good glimpse.

See the Queen. Don't get caught. I repeated over and over in my head.

All that existed now was the crowd before me and the falling snow. Albion in November was covered in it. Peeking out from under my hat, I tried to scan through the flurries for a way through the crowd. There it was. A lamp post. It was adjacent to the entrance of the building. Tempting, but no. They'd be sure to take my picture if I got up there. Worse yet, they'd probably shoot me as an assassin. Hmmm…

The motorcade arrived. Bobbies and guardsmen everywhere. I even saw that red head of Bloody Mary leading them. Suddenly, blokes, media, paparazzi and all surged forward against the barricades, nearly running me over in the process. I was going to miss it, dammit! I was going to miss her!

Then it happened. Rolling flames like the fires of Hell itself burst from the doors of the Parliament. The street rocked and people screamed as they were pelted with debris. The crowd vanished in front of me, taken down by the blast. Then I got my wish and I only wished to God that I hadn't.

The Queen was dead… Her charred form lying the street, smoldering still.

"The Queen is dead!" I screamed.

Next chapter: Resurgam
Avert not, thine eyes

A/N: I know this is a little short, and as for the OC in this chapter, it can be anyone, you, your BFF, or even one of your relations.

Although many of you guys are tears now and asking questions like: "Is Esther really dead?" "How are Abel and Ion going to take this?" "Who's the Assassin?" "Does Cain Have something to do with this?". Well… (sniffles) I wish I can answer your questions but I can't… (sniffles) please bear with me for a while. Okay?

(1) Aqua Vitae, "Water of Life"- Blood Tablets. Just drop the red pill into a glass of water and voíla, blood. You can have them for the easy payment of £11.99. (Oops. Sorry… been watching too many infomercials.) Trinity Blood Manga Volume VII reference.

Reviews are greatly appreciated and I hoped that many of you guys out there liked this story. I appreciate constructive criticisms, but NOT FLAMES. Please play nice!

Mysteriously Yours,

ObsidianEmpress