So here is chapter two, which brings in the introduction of my original character "Belle Lucivia", and her beginning in this story...I hope you all enjoy it!

Darkness…a total eclipse surrounded a young lady…her sweeping blonde hair blowing rapidly around her. All she could then see was a silhouette hanging over her, as light finally shone into her vision, though a figure continued to stand over her...his soothing voice entering her mind. 'It's okay…I'll get you out safely. I promise.' These words fading along with the dream...

Early morning...and sunlight bathed a large, richly decorated bedroom. With a large layout and the wardrobes being built into the walls, the room was shown as spacious and elegantly furnished, with two sets of doors on opposite ends of the room. With one leading out onto an open balcony, the soft coloured curtains blew inwards on that cool morning. Though as the rays of light shone across a four poster bed, the form lay amongst the thick sheets and pillows slowly began to awaken, her eyelids flickering open. After a moment taken to adjust to the early hour, the young lady simply sat in recollection as she thought over the dream she had experiences over the past few nights. Sighing inwardly as she then got up, the girl moved about with a light grace, looking into a long mirror as she went towards her wardrobes. Whilst she had a slender frame, the girl was fairly tall, her features soft and delicate as her ivory toned skin, her hair a fair shade of honey blonde that reached her waist. Smiling to herself slightly, she noted the one thing about her appearance that gave an insight into what was only a part of what made her unique...her eyes glittering in the early morning light of their natural colour...amethyst. Her name...? Belle Lucivia...

Once dressed in a pair of deep coloured trousers with a top that was just off the shoulders, Belle went out onto the balcony in the crisp autumn air, breathing deeply as she felt the warmth surround her like the way her aura did. Resting her folded arms against the balcony, Belle looked over into the front gardens which continued to bloom in their vibrant colours, her thoughts completely contained in the dream she remembered so clearly from the previous night. Feeling the cold winged pendant she wore on her neck that morning, she looked down to the delicate chain which it hung from, the pendant being simple with a pearlescent crystal in the centre, but none the less elegant. 'Belle!' called a familiar and cheerful voice, the young lady catching sight of a boy not much older than her on the path up through the gardens outside the front of her home.

'Good morning,' she smiled, her hair falling back over her shoulders as she straightened up. The boy who approached the house was quite tall with sharp features and dark hair that had no particular style to it, his deep brown eyes watching her all the while as he got nearer to the large house.

'So which way would you like to come? Balcony or front door?' he asked with a smirk,

'I think I'll stay with the front door,' she laughed, 'I'll be down at the moment,' she added going back through her room and to the landing after collecting her bag, where she descended the stairs. Though one thing that Belle noticed upon reaching the first floor of their home; was her mother coming from the living room, seemingly weary but continuing to speak softly to her daughter... 'Hello darling,' she smiled, 'Good morning,' Belle responded softly. 'I didn't expect you to be awake,'

'Oh...yes, I had a phone call early, so I felt it best that I get ready...' Her mother's name was Glenna Lucivia, her eyes shining lightly as she spoke to her daughter. Despite her apparent age, Glenna upheld a graceful appearance, her hair falling over her shoulders and neatly around her angular face, the colour being a shade darker than her daughters, with her eyes being an ocean blue. Though some of her features were slightly lined with age, it was easy to see the radiant beauty she once had in her younger years, and just how Belle had inherited that... 'Are you going alone this morning?' she questioned carefully

'No, Dale's waiting outside,' Belle responded,

'Ah yes, he is a sweet young man...though I must remind you Belle, that with your Father coming home today I'll be out ensuring everything is ready for his arrival, as he has another conference in Maine this afternoon...so we shall be back early this evening.'

'Father's back today? But I thought he was supposed to be in California for another week?' Belle replied, Glenna seeming to pause for a moment before continuing.

'Well you know how things are with your Father's businesses and conferences, they always keep him busy.'

'Quite,' she agreed with a slight nod,

'Though we shall be leaving for a meeting together by the thirty first...So you will have the house to yourself until we return...though I would have preferred it if you could have come with us.'

'Well I would have liked to have seen some of our family, but I do have school work, and I'm hosting the Halloween ball this year...'

'Well you'll have the staff here and I know they will attend to you whilst we are away, just take care...'

'I will,' Belle assured her, 'though I really must go, Dale is waiting for me,'

'Alright dear, though don't forget we have a new arrival today, he should be here after you come home,'

'I know...though I don't understand why Father has hired someone else...'

'Mere precaution whilst he is looking after something important for the family,' Glenna amended, Belle saying no more and bidding her mother goodbye as she opened the front doors.

Belle's father was very much a family man and very caring of his family, though as she had gotten older he seemed to become more contained in his work...something she never quite understood considering so many worked for him. Though in recent months following her eighteenth birthday he was often away for private meetings that she never heard anything about...with the exception of a few details that were never told directly from her parents...

'Well, considering the size of your house I'm not surprised you took a while,' Dale grinned as Belle walked out of the front doors, beginning to laugh lightly as she embraced him softly.

'I'm sorry,' she apologised, Dale dismissing it lightly,

'So how are you this morning?' he asked as they started to walk through the gardens

'I'm fine,' she smiled, 'you seem quite cheerful.'

'I have good reason to be...it's nearly the end of term, and you're throwing a party for Halloween, your last one was really good...'

'Thankyou, there will be a lot of people there I should think...though it's a shame none of my family will be,'

'Will Liam be there?'

'Yes,' she responded, sensing an immediate distaste from her friend, at the idea. Liam was a son of some family friends, who happened to attend the same school as Belle and Dale, his interest in Belle being clear from the moment they were introduced.

'So are we taking the car this morning?' she suggested, trying to change the topic,

'Nope, I'll be driving us today,' he responded, Belle seeing the excitement in his eyes as he led her to the gates, forgetting the subject of Liam as they stood in front of a large motorbike.

'Is this the bike you were talking about?' Belle said in disbelief...

'Yep, it arrived last night, it's really smooth to ride,' he replied proudly running a hand over the sleek black surface. 'It's a Harley Davidson, but you can see for yourself how good it is,' he grinned getting on.

'Are you sure I'll be alright on the back of it?' she asked, Dale glancing to her with a raised eyebrow.

'Of course, do you doubt me?' he responded, Belle looking at him for a moment, before smiling with a slight shake of her head. 'You'll be fine I promise,' he assured her, Belle finally giving in as she got onto the back. 'Hold on,' Dale then told her, Belle putting her arms around his waist as she listened to the engine roaring to life. As Dale drove down the road, the speed picking up, Belle looked to the side watching the landscape passing swiftly by as she held onto Dale, thinking about her friendship with him. She had been friends for many years with Dale; he was one of her first childhood friends. Having been together since elementary school, they had always been close and even though their choices of subjects and lifestyles had brought them to spend less and less times together over the past few years they still had a strong bond. Though she knew his opinions of Liam, but she couldn't quite understand his hostility, considering Liam hadn't been anything but polite to her...though it wasn't Dale's words which gave him away...she knew he would never say anything to upset her. Thinking of this as they got steadily closer to school, Belle smiled, the cold air blowing through her long hair as they finally turned into the school's gates.

'Well it's definitely getting colder,' Dale remarked as he slowed and dismounted,

'That may have something to do with the fact that you were just driving on a motorbike with no jacket,' Belle suggested smiling, 'though I do prefer the colder weather somehow...' Dale shaking his head knowingly as they came walked across the parking lot. The high school Belle and Dale attended was the Fairfield Warde High School, it was a large and well renowned school, in which Belle studied Music, Theatre Arts and English Studies. Whilst Dale took Physical education as one of his subjects he was also undertaking a public services course at the University of Connecticut in Hartford, meaning that he wasn't there as often as Belle. 'I have to say I didn't think you were in this morning,'

'Trust me I wish I wasn't, I'm in a lecture all morning today,' he sighed. 'What about you? Music?'

'Rehearsals,' Belle nodded

'What date is the performance?'

'December, though I'm beginning to wonder if I made a mistake in agreeing to do it...'

'Don't let nerves worry you,' Dale replied, 'just have belief in yourself,' he remarked confidently, Belle glancing over with an expression of gratitude as they approached the school. 'Seems strange doesn't it? That it's our last year here,' Dale said thoughtfully.

'It does really,' Belle answered calmly, noting a group of students walking into the main doors, a slight sigh escaping her lips.

'What is it?'

'Nothing,' she responded distantly, bringing her focus back to Dale as a bell sounded overhead. 'I'd best get to class,' she then deduced, 'I'll see you later.'

'Yeah...see you soon Belle,' he responded, watching her for a moment before they finally walked off into separate buildings.

As she sat in rehearsals that morning watching the dancers choreographing, Belle for a while simply observed, though soon enough she found herself agreeing to help them. Getting up on stage Belle began to feel a natural flow of ideas as she began to work through the dance. Belle had often been considered a strong dancer, after years of being taught privately due to her parent's encouragement. From being little, Belle had been taught many forms of dances, gradually narrowing it down as she got older to her favourite and strongest. So as she helped to pull together and teach one of the dances fluidly, Belle found herself soon leading the song as they worked through the lesson, her light-hearted nature being something that a lot liked in Belle, finding her very easy to be friendly with, though Belle was unaware at that she was being watched during the course of the two hours...

As the lesson ended however, Belle had stayed behind to speak with her teacher about her solo performances, admitting to some of her nerves. 'It's just that I've never performed in front of a big audience.'

'Belle darling, you'll be fine, you can lead the stage and show the audience your potential...it's not something to be afraid of.'

'I just don't know if I have that kind of confidence...' she responded doubtfully.

'Of course you do, I've heard you rehearse and there's nothing for you to worry about, just focus on the performance.' Being ushered out of the hall, Belle couldn't say she felt any more relaxed with the idea of the show. Yet going into the music rooms, hearing a piano's melody as she walked towards her class, the music began to soothe her. Music was something that Belle had always loved, it being the reason Belle had first found a passion for dancing, the way it surrounded her calming and relaxing. 'Good Afternoon,' she greeted, her teacher nodding to her from behind the white keys and gesturing her over to begin her practise.

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Getting home early that afternoon after being dropped off by Dale, she had assured him she would call him that evening, though walking up the drive, she saw someone waiting by the door. 'Hi, are you Miss. Belle Lucivia?'

'I am, you must be the new security guard,'

'Justin,' he said by way of introduction as he shook her hand, Belle noting a lot from him even through this simple gesture.

'Don't be nervous,' she smiled, 'you'll be working with the day time staff I'm guessing?'

'Yes, I'm due to start tomorrow, Mr. Lucivia said that it would probably be you I met on the first day here,' he replied,

'Well I'm sure he would have greeted you himself but he's on his way back from California at the moment,'

'That's alright, I gathered that he's very busy...'

'Very true, though if you want to report to the gates, the two guards on shift at the moment will take you through everything you need to know,'

'Thankyou...I look forward to seeing you around Miss. Lucivia...'

'Call me Belle,' she replied softly, offering him a last smile as he walked away, Belle knowing that he was at least trustworthy as she walked inside.

Though as she finally sat down in her room later that evening, Belle had given herself a moment to consider the past few days and weeks...Growing up Belle had been used to a busy household, with many people around her constantly, but it was always family...yet in recent years, that became less and less, her parents still saw them, but for Belle it was more of a rarity now...Yet it was as she sat there on her balcony, that her Father joined her, Belle looking up to him happily and putting her arms around him as she stood up.

'I'm surprised you're not cold,' he noted in his warming voice, Belle assuring him she was fine as they sat down, her Father asking her about what she had been doing whilst he'd been away. As he sat and listened, Belle noted just how tired he seemed after his long journey, yet at every moment he could, Harold wanted to be there with his daughter and wife, despite all the times he was at conferences until the late hours, if Belle was awake, he would ask her about her day... 'I know that you must think I'm not around enough at the moment,' he said quietly as she finished talking. It was something that often played on his mind, Harold knowing that there was so much going on...and he didn't know just how to explain it all to his daughter, though he wished that he could. But what he did know was that Belle was always there with the understanding smile, and the promise that it was alright, but tonight something he said to her made her think. 'In life Belle, there are times when you don't know what to do...or even what to say to make things right, but you've got to do what you know is right in your heart.'

'Mother always said that to find you, she followed her heart,' Belle said softly, remembering the words well.

'...and she's not wrong...' he responded, Belle seeing the weariness in his expression though he tried to hide it.

'I think I might get some rest,' Belle then remarked, her Father looking at her for a moment, though she knew he wouldn't be able to tell whether or not she were doing it to be kind or if she was genuinely tired herself. Though he treated it as the latter...

'Once this week is over, we'll have a few days before I have to go again at the end of October,' he promised her, Belle nodding with a smile as he kissed her on the forehead softly, saying goodnight and leaving her room once again. Sitting on her balcony reflectively, Belle thought about what Harold had said to her, wondering whether he knew just how much it truly related to her. Overlooking the night-time sky that night as she contemplated the dream she had, trying to remember the voice that she had heard, Belle was unaware that someone not so far away was also doing the same...neither of them knowing that their fates would soon cross...in a way that they could never have expected...

So just what will happen? and how will things develop as their fates do cross? All coming up in the continuation of this new fanfic.

Please do review! I hope you enjoyed, and I will be updating soon,

~x-xMasqueradeAngelx-x