SUMMARY: WELL LIZ'S DAD NEEDS HELP....LEGAL HELP...ALOT OF IT.......AND THERE IS BUT ONE PERSON WHO COULD GIVE IT TO HIM BUT WHAT IF HE WANTS LIZ IN RETURN TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH HIM?????
Jim's in trouble again....that's what I thought small petty trouble he always gets into weapon less gang fights ...there harmless simply because he never comes home bloodied and niether does my drunken mom and dad ask about his dirtied or ragged clothing ...why?...why not Tess and me are always there to cover for him look after him we're the only sisters he has or maybe were both so close to him ...Tess and me get along with Jim sure no problem but I really don't understand how we both came to be sisters ...fine I know mom married dad Jim is kind of adopted so there no dispute over him between me and TEss........we loved him...tended to small bruises he aquired playing hockey ...it's his one true love besides ragging on dad.......Jim's the oldest I'm the middle one and Tess is the youngest well we both only differ on one year and Jim is 21.......17 doesn't feel like I thought it would to me this August when I had my birthday but I guess thats not the point ....I was enjoying whatever I could of my life with whatever life I had ...until Jim found himself in serious trouble ....he killed someone...yeah I know how it sounds....but it was an accident....I was close enought to hear the bullet go off and Jim to drop the gun looking horrified at me from the backyard ....apparently the erson who died was the son or grand son of someone important because the F.B.I was swanking the place...mom nearly had a heart attack...Jim ran off after Tess called up dad frantic with fear.......dad sat quietly in my poster filled room tellign us about Jim's status as a fugitive on the run...it was hard for him to talk about Jim like this I knew because Jim other than being the only son was also his first child he loved Jim no matter what trouble he caused with a small consession of granted punishment when the matter involves his or hers property Jim messed with.......he's not a thief.......he's just ....Jim.......
dad has certainly had a long day he avoids looking at mom and continues talking mom never really considered Jim anything he was much like an office boy in her regards for him...she always called him 'boy' however trange that might sound..........
and now our doorbell rings I'm the first one to run to it and open it blidnly expecting Jim to be there by some miracle......but I see someone much taller with cool sharp blue eyes and hick shiny dark hair ...he shifts while standing studying me wordlessly .........I'm feeling embarrased for rushing to open the door like this to a total stranger his eyes briefly twinkle with a slight hint of tireness in them as he walks right in past me I feel wave of his colonge sweep over me and shrug to free myself of invisible chains the heavy fragrance is building around me beacuse my heart is sinking as I see a badge on him I know he is wiht the F.B.I....you are in trouble Jim!
posted on 25-Oct-2002 4:58:38 AM
Tess was quick to hide behind dad she always does that hiding bit when she's intimidated or terrified I wasn't surprised....the man didn't say anyhting till he saw dad ...and very apparently he was expectinmg the man .....he walks easily my dad isn't holding ground in fact he's dredging himself and TEss back I'm flabbergasted who does this man think he is? just barging his way in to our home .....I am ashamed of my father he's always been a little afraid of authority which Jim was a complete opposite of ....no... I dind't see it coming did I because I marched right up to him near enough to smell his colonge one more time it made me slightly disoriented ...... he is waiting for me to speak he knows I have something to say .........I turn up my chin and speak in no less then a heated voice "who are you and what do you want?"
he stares pleaasantly waiting for me to acknowledge his badge wordfully ..I cross mt arms determined to win this uncalled for match speaking more defiantly then ever "I want to see the badge closer ...this is my home....your under my roof .....my rules...you can't just come here and do what ever you like"
he raising both eyebrows they are thin and he is quiet amused of my behaivior his eyes move over me within a second I let out a small gasp which is seemingly inaudible to every one else I felt like ice cold hands were touching my body I breath heavily to try and replace the cold feel of his gaze he smiles and finally speaks...
"Liz Parker ... David Pierce" I say nothing what is he waiting for an applause?
"your business here?"
"official...I'm with the F.B.I"
I have a very bad feeling as he glances towards my dad he looks so resigned "please have a seat Mr. Pierce I'll be with you in a second"
I watch as dad shruggs of my sisters hold she is quiet frightened of the man I look on horrifed as he licks his lips ever so slowly roving his eyes over her she shudders as do I my dad closes my moms drunken moans from her room and sits on the oppposite to the agent he look over at both e and Tess another time before saying "would the ladies mind?"
"come on Tess"
my dad is staring at me emotionessly as I grasp Tess's hand reassuringly and take her up stairs with me.
posted on 25-Oct-2002 5:42:13 AM
im gonna sound lame over here....but shit I feel so ..............insulted?...bad?...unhappy...errr flabber gasted ? still not the word I'm looking for but I'll take it anyway. I mean don't take this the rwong way or anyhting I mean it don't take it the wrong way!
but I was pretty much taken aback when I found out no one nominated me for fanfic awards it's not so much about winning I mean that just about gives me the picture of the amount of people reading my fics.....I'm so lame....crap anyway and about those who left my fics in the middle like I've said before ...it really hurt......now how I'm suppose to put this so that it doesn't sound like I'm jeolous of ppl who did consquently get nominated .............man I'm sad ....I mean what do I have to do...how long do I..........shit this does sound the wrong way to go about it.......err ok forget what I said but about those ppl who left in the middle get back over here!!!!.
posted on 26-Oct-2002 3:38:25 PM
"what do yuo think there doing downstairs"
"sigh,....I don't know Tess..he'll tell us when there done."
Tess is whispering her doubts and fears to me for the 10th time I wish she'd stop shaking it isn't giving me enough confidence to beileive things will turn out alright ...they always do...I hope (gulp)
Tess looks up from her hooded eyes at me widening her big blue eyes more than ever
"where do you think he is?"
I stop rocking on my heels "I...." I'm horrified with myself for not thinking about Jim at all Tess's question is logical where is he for one I knew he wouldn't stay anywhere too close enough to be caught.... which meant he was far away from them probably so far off they have no chance of contact with him except possibly the phone maybe or if the F.B.I decides to make it there official business to play with there phone wires and evasdrop…she shuddered remembering the agents sharp eyes how they moved over her body almost appreciating her….there coldness piercing her mind
"Elizabeth....you are mine"
Liz snapped open her eyes she shook horribly this time "Tess did you say anything?"she managed to look over the short blonde indeed she had but not what she heard "I asked what are you thinking?"
"I'm going to go see what there talking about stay here .she paused walking to the door "don't say a word"
Tess nodded shifting herself to a corner.....Liz sighed again leaving her bedroom and creeping downstairs
she thaought of staying behind and evasdropping but told herself that it was her home she would go and hear them talk face to face maybe shine some useful light on Jim's character...he's got to listen to me....
"Elizabeth..........I have you now...I will forever..." she stopped in her tracks not moving or turning the voice was prickly on her skin and it raised the hairs on the back of her neck .......it was a whisper cold and promising. she shrugged it off "I'm hearing things" hse muttered running down stairs ...but she was too late he was leaving out the front door but he stopped when he saw her...he was looking at her father who was holding the door to him but looking at Liz.
"think about what I said Mr Parker ...you're son or your Daughter"
"Elizabeth....mine....now...and forever....... he smiled Liz stood stock still as he winked slowly his intimating eyes shinning with a knowing light letting her know it was on purpose the wink................
her father slammed the door but not before her ears crept a whisper between them "I will bring you to me little one"
posted on 9-Nov-2002 11:56:34 AM
ROAD TO NO WHERE
SUMMARY: I'M A LIZ/PIERCE SHIPPER AND I'M SURE MORE THAN A FEW PPL ARE AWARE OF IT I'VE WRIITEN MORE THAN ONE ON THIS PATICUALR SHIPPER AND SOME ONE MIGHT BE WONDERING WHY THE HELL DON'T I WRITE ABOUT ANY OF THE OTHER CAST ---THATS SIMPLY BECUASE I WRITE WHAT I PLEASE AND WHEN ......I'M A UC FIC WRITTER OH THAT AND CROSSOVER ...THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A SUMMARY ARRRGHHH!!
WELL LIZ'S DAD NEEDS HELP....LEGAL HELP...ALOT OF IT.......AND THERE IS BUT ONE PERSON WHO COULD GIVE IT TO HIM BUT WHAT IF HE WANTS LIZ IN RETURN TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH HIM?????
'I DON'T NOT LIKE INTRODUCTIONS AND MY STORY IS OLD'
IT IS A CULT ISN'T IT THIS WHOLE UNIVERSE THE WORLD LIVES IN...SEEMS SO TO ME. I AM IMMORTAL HE HAS CHANGED ME I KNOW HE HAS BECAUSE I FEEL IT IN MY BLOOD..I AM A PRISONER OF AN IMPERIOUS 600 YEAR OLD VAMPIRES ETERNAL LOVE...LOVE AS HE DOES LOVE AS MAY TO ME...IT IS A GAME...FEARAFTER..SOME TIMES I REMINSE WHY DO I RUN FROM HIM AFTER ALL THIS TIME WHY DO WE PLAY THESE GAMES...HE WILL NEVER RELEASE ME FROM HIS HOLD HIS LUST....IT IS ETERNAL...IT'S A CULT
I SOMETIMES THINK ABOUT HIS EQUAL THE ONE HE CALLS 'CLEAR' SHE ONCE TOLD ME DURING MY TORMENT THAT WE BOTH ARE ONE OF A KIND , BOUND TO HIS LIFE FORCE TO HIS RAGE...I LAUGH AT HER WHY WOULDN'T I EVEN MORE WHY SHOULDN'T I THEY TELL ME I HAVE NO WILL OF MY OWN THAT THEY ARE MY MAKERS AND UNLESS THERE WILL SO I WILL NOT CONTEND TO MY OWN WISHES...SHE LAUGHS WHEN I TELL HER THAT THEY CANNOT TURN ME AGAINST MYSELF I WILL NOT RELENT....I AM FRIGHTENED BECUASE I REALIZE VAMPIRE OR NOT MY LAUGH NOW MIRRORS HERS.....
AND I RUN LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW HERE. ..FARAWAY LEAVING THIS STRANGE WORLD BEHIND ME .....FOR I FEAR LIKE THERE THAT IS THE ONLY TRUTH AND THERE WILL BE NO TOMORROW, I FEAR THAT MY SOUL ISN'T MY OWN ANYMORE... EVEN THE MOON LOOKS DOWN AT ME LIKE IT'S HERE TO STAY ........ AND SHOULD SOMEONE ASK OF ME WHATS EVEN STRANGER ?..... I KNOW I AM HERE TO DIE.
HE IS HOLDING ME BY THE THICK OF MY HAIR ABOVE THE CLIFF AND OVER THE ROCKS I WISH SO FREELY TO FALL TO MY DEATH ON. HE TOO LAUGHS WHEN I RELAY MY PLANS OF DISOBEYING HIM I'M DANGLING USELESSLY...HE IS A KEEPER.. A VAMPIRE.. HE IS AN AVENGING KILLER...HE NODS NON TRIAMPHANTLY AT ME WITH LITTLE OR NO SMILE BARING HIS FANGS, SAYING "I AM AS MUCH CAPABLE OF KILLING AS I AM OF DYING AND YOU WILL DO AS I SAY BECAUSE IN THE END..MY CHILD ...EVERYONE DANCES MY DANCE".
IT IS A CULT AND I FEAR I WILL NOT ESCAPE.
this was suppose to be the beginning
dad is still sitting very animatiously on the sofa I he is sitting with his hands clasped some thign he only does when he's nervous or in trouble I approach him quietly and cautiously I guess because I have exactly no idea of what the agent and my father talked about and what did he mean by "your son or your daughter" could mean many things...she didn't liek to think about it......
I sit down in front of him he looks at some point sightlessly in a trance "dad?..." he doesen't answer me .... suddenly I have a crazed thought that the creepy man put some kind of spell on my father what else can it be?...he's never looked so...so...so helpless..my eyes well up I touch his hand "dad what about Jim?"
dad was biting his lower lip looking out the window... the suns set. he gets up suddenly looking sick his gaze rests on me it appears he had come to a difficult conclusion I get up as well and before I could think whether to go after him to to think my own thoughts he puts a hand on my head "Lizzie....od you trust me?"
"I look incredulous and remove his hand "of course I do you know that dad!"
his eyes fill up as well "it's just..that I'm getting old...you're my good daughter...just never think ...that...I don't love you...you're all very precious to me"
I am uncertain of what to say to him .... but I do trust my father he has kept me alive and proud for 17 years hasn't he? .... "I love you dad...we all do" I hug him tightly something is worrying me I'm not very sure what it is? but something is very very wrong here....I try not ask and looking up I see Tess's blonde curls peek at us a little...and they disappear as soon as I look up....Dad still hasn't answered me....as if he sensed what I was thinking he took me by the shoulders "he'll let jim go tonight we'll go and take him tonight and move to another town" dad suddenly looked apprehensive "dad but what was the man saying..." dad shook his hand and turned away from me "I have to make arangements were leaving tonight! gather your belongings go now! .... dad looked one last time at me almost painfully I cringed he pushed me to the stairs."go on! you two sisters get ready now were taking the train"
he left off with a determined look on his face.
"I'm confused Liz why does dad want only you and him to go and get Jim...why not me?"
I hear Tess but I don't answer she goes on rambling and I keep staring out the window ...something bothers me and it's giving me a bad feeling at the pit of my stomach tohough Tess has a point why only me and him? why not Tess? Where do we have to take him from? has he been caught?...is he in jail? I couldn't really think of any other explaination...
"dad where are we going?" I asked him for the tenth time as we drove a long way out of town through to a seemingly deserted road..he doesn't answer me its almost as if his whole self control was invested in driving this car. I shrugg the growing feeling of evil filling me up from the inside ..I was strated to have strange thoughts .. why would he keep Jim in some ghost town and want us to take him..."your daughter or your son?"...."I'm getting old Liz"...."I will bring you to me little one"....my train os thougths stopped as soon as dad hit the brakes...I looked up to see a dark ceremonious background and a large mansion it looked very old not due breaking to pieces old...just ancient like its been standing here for a long long time.....dad's staring too he looks wide awake and his eyes are a little wild he took extra coffee before coming here but I doubt it he needed any...."why are we here dad?" I get out of the car but move from the doors side I shudder at the cold ness in the air over here..it was almost unnatural ..supernatural??...there's no moon in the sky I grow paler because I realise niether do the stars occupy there place in the sky...it is barren whatever world I've been brought in to...I have been brought into....dad gulps and takes my hand "we just have to get Jim and go home then leave for the train"...I wonder what conspiracy is held under those remarks because I found him saying the same phrase repeatedly to Tess to me and to my mildly concerned mother.....what's going on? ...he doesn't wait and goes forward with his plan of retrieving Jim from where ever we are right now....there werent even any road signs along this road...no landmarks..seemed like this is the only area or division that seems to have been left deserted and undeveloped after forest fires.....then how is this manion standing here...there were a small amount of lights giving it an ominous glow I look back and almost smack my head with my hand how could have I missed seeing such a huge iron wrought gate....I stood tall more than 8 feet more than ten feet the ends were shiny pointed dangerously I shuddered to think what would happen if someone fell on those black spikes....red blood on black spikes..not a good thought not good at all I shuddered again and quickly followed my dad I was suddenly very aware that there was little or no light at all in this town..what town was it?... there were no identations on the door it was feature less large and dark...dad knocked once..twice....no answer I started to look around and out of the corner of my eyes spotted someone watching them she gasped the eyes were sharp they were blue....and they were watching her...."dad..look...I tugged at dad ..he looked at where my finger pointed to the window .....there was no one...but there was no need to pay attention to it......the door was open....they both exchanged glances and went in I crept behind dad....slowly...I didn't really like the idea of some one waking up here...I wasn't wearing heals ....they were neatly soled and wouldn't really make any sound no matter even if you danced in them...but I wasn't here to party...where's my brother.....? no sooner than I thought about it...and dad turned to say something we were startled the lights came on...we didn't realize we were in dark....but my gaze landed on a neatly suited man with perfectly combed air....he continued to stare at me coming dowstairs before remarking to us cryptically "you're late..you're late for a very important date"
posted on 10-Nov-2002 12:30:46 PM
"uh...I wasn't sure it was the right way..." Dad's trembling....what the hell is going on? "where's Jim" the single most important question thats been ringing bells for three days....I finally said it.
he looks surprised that I say anyhting at all and is still midway down the stairs not completely ...who does he think he is....
"you brought her" he said looking away from me liesurely and at my dad, he shrugs sadly....I look at both of them in severe confusion and take heaps of breath to control mount Elizabeth before it explodes ..... the fear in my chest isn't building up any longer it's exploded I feared it before I guess I'm just letting myself know it's true now....and before I could even think of stopping myself I move to face my dad accusingly "what?!...dad?..." I sound helpless why shouldn't I why wouldn't I ?... he fails to look me in the eye.."I'm sorry Liz"the words fall out miserably...slow......I shake my head as I see the man on the stairs smiling down on me.."so...you've tricked her..into it..hmmmm...interesting..very interesting"
I turn to him angered "go to hell!"
he snorts softly at my mildly vile remark and finally walks down the last few steps of the stairs I just found out I was also stark raving mad becuase I keep seeing black and nothing but black from the time we arrived here...the man is looking irritant with dad "well do you want to see your son someday or not old man?"
"I...." dad looks guiltily over at me while I throw daggers of betrayal on him....how could he..."where is he?"
David Pierce gestures at the far door the one I'm not even sure we came from ...I can't seem to remember..."well...I ...Liz...." I turn to him waiting for this passing madness to fade to become his old self again "it's just for one night..."I stop and gape at him for a few seconds "you sold me?..." I half croak and half gasp it's not nearly half as horrible as it should sound....I must be losing my mind....he looks at me horrified "I never..Liz....no..I didn't sell you...it's just for one night...think about it...he'll let all of us go. clear across the country ...we'll be safe!" he looked like a maniac high on something and I had a strange hunch it wasn't coffee what ever he was drinking. he looks desperate when I look to die "it was the only way...do it for Jim"
my attention goes back to David Pierce as he pulls out a timeless pocket watch and looks up at us smiling snapping the lid shut....I feel like a sealed butterlfly desperately flapping my wings to get free from his closed fist...."I brought you.....elizabeth" his eyes look like they change shape and I shudder terribly and cry out as dad turns to leave....he came prepared....why didn't I see it coming?! "don't leave me here dad..please!"
"I'm sorry" he continues walking on behalf of my behaivior which has mounted to unassurable hysteria as I try to get through to him trying not to look back at the man my dad agreed to let me spend the night with...."dad look I did everything to told me from the beginning ...this time just this once..listent to me..."I hold on to his arm he stops walking the man is interested by our chemistry he shifts his feet non nochantly tilting his head....he is wary.....my dad turns and looks back at Pierce he sighs in response shaking his head so lightly I might have missed it in the wave my frantic tears...doesn't he see me choking on them?! what's happen to him....why has he become such a zombie.
I'm barred from running after him as he crosses the front door leaving me in this untamed version of life I do not wish to experience.
Pierce moves behind me and I try to make a run for it startled that he has me by the arm already
"oh no" I moan
"oh yes" he whispers coolly in my ears
the door is closed and promptly locked
I shake myself ree of his contagious coldness taking a different direction of running through the massive mansion anywhere...anywhere!...so far I've run through several double doors my heart pounding in mychest I think thta I've left him a considerable amount behind me.and it worries me that he'll jump out in front of me any time scaring the daylights out of me..a contradiction if I ever get to see any ...as silly as it might sound the lights have practically all gone out or are really soft over here becuase there is little I can see or tell if I'mn running in circles...now if I could only find a window here somewhere....don't panic...don't panic....I'll get out I think....
posted on 11-Nov-2002 6:20:43 AM
don't panic!....ok panic...panic!! there werent really any windows though I did find something that looked like one only it had bars on it...which brought a very different scenario to my mind...it seemed the front door was the only way to escape ...alright Liz relax ...you're getting out of here..I wiped my cheeks I hadn't really known I was crying why wouldn't I? my dad just sold me to a man who seemed to know no compassion I felt trapped and as far as I know there's nothing more terrible than the feeling of being trapped......how do I get to the front door at all what if he's waiting there for me?....couldn't be he'd be looking for you right now....."Come back Elizabeth" I shuddered behind a thick shelf of moldy books why was he in my head?....I let my ears strain for footsteps but there were none .... niether do I remember the sound of heels behind me while I ran...it's a mansion alright and it seemed like I was in some sort of attic or store room .... not really able to see anything of everything around me I avoided contact with anyhting in the room....the only thing I could make out was the door which was wide open not very much of a surprise but here's the strange thing there was dim lighting at first it was very dull but it's getting brighter ...someones coming I thought horrified........I then did something that could only be classified as an act of a foolish person or incredibly smart...I ran to the door running through the light, in my haze and fright filled mind I decided to go through whom ever was coming after me and try to knock them down but I stopped running and stood still it wasn't only foolish it wasn't something I'd think....infact I never thought of it at all....................then....(gulp) who did ?
"Elizabeth, it's safe, come out dear"
I was shaking too hard to stand really still but I strained my neck forward and said a small "who?"
I wasn't bieng stupid because the voice calling out to me wasn't in my head it was around me and moreover it was a womans voice. soft elegant...and soothing not urgent at all.
who was it?..I risked what I had which was 2 seconds from getting caught lost in a place I know nothing about and took a step forward the light is bright enough now it's a glow like from a candle I take a another step the hallway is empty still so I take a few steps more and I see the figure of the woman and then finally the glare of the candle leaves my eyes they burn further as I snap them shut at first becuase the lights have come on back again I slowly open them and take those few steps back the woman that is standing before me is as tall as David Pierce she looks powerful....beautiful...and knowing I wouldn't think she was very wise...she smiles at me her lips are none too pouting and none too full...large pale green eyes study me unconcerned of my shudder spell I'm not sure about her hair reaching her ankles but it's certainly long.. dark and well taken care of her face is flawless as is her figure.she'd had to be one or the only beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life..and for a moment I forget my fear
"you must be Elizabeth"
she speaks like the member of royality..and her voice is commanding
"who...who are you?"
"I see you've met Clear"
I jump a mile in the air and turn terror is back in my mind he's found me...I scramble and get behind the tall woman she puts a strangely reassuring hand on mine ... it's dead cold but I don't dare try and remove it. she gently pulls me out of my hiding place and pushes me equidistant beween herself and Pierce.
"I am Lydia"
I stare more her than at him his smile is no longer unnerving as it is placid....I shake harder but he continues to stare at the woman who inspite of him pronouncing her 'clear' under his watchful gaze claims to be 'Lydia'. They have some power struggle as they look like equals to each other the shades of thier eyes seem much too the same even though his blue eyes are a sharp contrast from her pale green.
he finally looks over at me "I call her 'Clear'"
"you may call call me Lydia" her voice is stronger and louder than before but it's still soft to hear.
seemed they were both talking to me one after the other...it made sense yet nothing else did...
he's close now I feel frozen to the ground I can't move away but look to Lydia for help..she smiles understandingly and takes my hand pulling me behind her in one swift movement I hide behind a curtain of her thick hair it smells of roses....
he utters a low growl stepping closer to her "she is mine"
"leave her now...you have frightened her"
"I have done no such thing....her fear is her own whom she runs from"
Lydia fears him none...but he can't seem to force her to give me up.
I watch as a muscle in his jaw twiches he smiles at the woman he calls 'Clear' and wraps his arms around her whispering in her ear, his eyes make contact with my own behind Lydia "get her ready for tonight" he kisses her neck and releases her from his arms I watch with a heart full of drums beating as he retreats backwards from the room and throws open massive doors and leaves the door's shut themselves like a thunder bolt breaking over the sky. and I don't sigh behind Lydia becuase I know he will soon be back.
posted on 13-Nov-2002 9:05:14 AM
alrighty u guys I need to know ...theres a new character coming up in the story soon ...so what ill it be...do you want him to be clueless...fluffy bunny?....or do you want him to be the villian in the ed ...coul be fun that way(villian) u see in that case this story will be a trilogy
posted on 14-Nov-2002 9:10:58 AM
I'm still shivering becuase I keep thinking of his last words to Lydia ....to me to both of us...she's leading me upstairs...to rest she says so...or is it the dungeons she'd decieving me into? I didn't really trust her after the the enchantment spell wore off...her hands were deathly cold and knowing I wanted her to release my hand she wouldn't....the rooms upstiars don't have massive doors but they don't seem occupied I stop becuase she has all this while I went along with what was happening but it seemed some of my senses got knocked back into me....or did they?..... "come along child" she has gotten further away from me to what looked like the last room on this side...I followed as told relunctantly with her to the room which open up to reveal dark canvas colors with deep red satin covers on the a large bed it practically occupied all of the room.....no mirrors.... but there was one painting or rather it wasn't something of a wooden portrait of a man and woman it was quite sensual with a night moon overlooking through the doorless balcony...they looked passionate.... I look around myself and then at Lydia
"you will undress and go to bed" she tells me without a hint of feeling in her voice...I stare dumb founded at her undress?
"No..I don't want to ...why are.."
she raises a hand to silence me I am most taken aback "Silence! there will be no questions and no answers in return it is better if you do as you are told here"
her slight outburst hasn't distorted her face she still looks beautiful as ever her green eyes shine less as I sink down to the floor sadly "I.....I'm scared" I cry to get some kind of normal reaction from Lydia anyhitng normal that wouldn't make me feel as if I was losing my mind any time soon.
"fear is for those who do not wish to live"
"you have to help me please..I ...can't ....please" she smiles again it is nothing empathic her smile is as unfeeling as her voice.
"forget to cry....tears will not help you here child....he will not listen....and niether will I.....now do as your told and you will not be harmed"
I look around once more desperately searching a window or some sort of escape
"I don't want to undress" I state shakily
"fine...his anger is not for me to take on ...I was trying to show you an easier path"
I get up as she is leaving "then help me get out of here"
she turns her coppery hair framing the side of her moonlit face her eyes unchanged as her wods "I cannot save you from him....now drink from the glass and sleep...it is late...he has gone to take care of some business..he will be back soon...you will need your strength".
she leaves closing the door behind her run to it and rattle the knob sickness pooling my stomach the door is locked...I'm trapped"
posted on 17-Nov-2002 10:49:12 AM
I did go to sleep as I was told and had none dreams nor nightmares but I woke up with a start ...lightning?...no...footsteps.....and I knew it wasn't Lydia....my heart fluttered helplessly the door was wide open and I was undressed not a scrap of clothing on my body I jumped off the bed and grabbed a handful of those glaringly red sheets wrapping them about me up to my chest I rushed to the door with the sheets and stopped short bumping into Pierce's chest
"ahh!" I threw my back to the wall I was terrified he closed the door with shinning eyes and came to me his lips glistening wet....."Elizabeth......." his voice trailed as his hand followed up to her chest and rested on her heart...."let go...." his voice was gentle and he rubbed her cheek gently with his free hand
"No!" I shuddered he was so close I forget to call out to Lydia I clutched tightly at the bunched up sheets to my chest he wanted me to drop them..he's out of his mind my thoughts were frantic out of control and spinning I wanted out of here right now......."Let go..." he repeated softly in my ear I shook harder he laughed at me ..."Go to Hell..." the words were small fearful...and quiet but there was no little heat behind them
he leans in closer "oh I can go to hell Elizabeth but what about you ...because when I'm done with you I'm not so sure hell is going to be enough to take you back"
I let out a whimper ...I'm desperate
"don't...I....don't....you can't....not without my will...no one asked me" I managed to choke out between sobs
he nods playfully smiling sugary sweetness dripping from the tone of his voice "no ...no one asked you...see ....? he walks away from me I hadn't realized I was cowering "your father is your maker he decides what happens to you"
"Alexander...the hour is late..where have you been?...I was worried had I not heard you downstairs"
he and I both turned to look at Lydia standing in the door way she was a bit far from us and was holding something I'm unsure of whatbut it looked thick dark and long in her arms....her long hair was pulled back giving a clearer view of high aristocrat cheekbones.....
"Alexander?"......Lydia smiles at my mention of the query....
"He is Alexander to me"he walked over to Lydia kissed her deeply and took a step back taking the object out of her hands I squint in semi darkness oh ..oh my god...I utter frightened..... it's a whip
just as I am about to shriek at both of them expressing my concern on there bieng crazed they both stare at me hauntingy smiling reflected smiles I retreated further into a corner as he came forward promising menance rapping the tip of the thick leather whip against his pale hands unsmiling "have you ever been beaten child?"
posted on 21-Nov-2002 4:40:15 PM
oh crap posted twice!
posted on 21-Dec-2002 1:52:04 PM
"Fear not he knows well what he's doing" Lydia assured but it wasn't enough I tried to run he lunged at me and caught me around the waist he lifted me up single armed with a growl and tossed me back on the bed I screamed at him "Shhhhh" his eye brows scrunch downwards together maring an angry frown on his uwrinkled forehead and he puts a finger on his lips he doesn't like noise and right now I was creating enough to give a temporarily deaf person a lifetime of deafness.....
"Don't please....don't hurt me"I start sobbing and for the moment it's all I seem capable of because whether I fight or not I realize the heavy whip will be used on me......."tie her up" he ordered Lydia
"No! " I try to fall out of bed but he's watching with a smile and lydia is much stronger than her body shows and her own robe falls open to reveal moon like pale skin I would think that she take this time to cover herself up but she doesn't instead to my shock she removes it and flings it across the room until it lands in Pierce's arms he smiles deeper throwing it aside I start to plead...then notice her body it is most beautiful and hypnotic to someone fear ful, her breasts are full over firm looking ribs and shapely hips she makes sure that I'm facing the other way and that my back is towards him ..... now there's silence in the room I stopped making noise at all and tried to listen no whispers not one word from either Lydia or Pierce then like a lightning bolt I first heard it crack into my back and break the skin then came the pain but it happen to quickly in my mind I screamed out hoarsly from the pain as the whip left me and was raised again I tried to turn back but it was impossible and there it was again crack I wondred if it was a bone breaking instead of skin being split across blood splattered around me. I screamed only once bu tnow I felt like breath wouldn't come to me or either I was trying to suffocate my self well into dying before this torture ended my skin felt ablaze with my own blood he wracked the whip twice thrice....oh god.......once twice thrice......and I felt like I was losing conciousness at the 15th which is pricisely when he stopped but I still felt like I could hear thunder claps of the leather against my back even wehn they stopped....
"to tell you the truth I really thought she could take more than that" I heard him say say Lydia untied me or was it him I couldn't tell but once I was turned over any breath that I lost had come back and I shrieked to utmost scream of fragility and horror my back made contact with the satin and fire of the pain turned molten exploding on my body everywhere.....vision blurring I started to cry and felt Lydia slid under me as he descended over me taking my jaw and pulling me up slightly to meet his lips with my own feverish lips......my back burning I let out a muffled protest he was strangely gentle in kissing me I felt something stirring within me feeling cold fingers over my forehead my eyes roved to a side as farthest as I could manage them Lydia smiled her face close to mine he pulled away suddenly gently pushing my legs apart I felt Lydia legs under mine they moved apart with my own.........I wasn't screaming nor was I crying strange?.......yes it was strange....I couldn't feel my back bleeding anymore but I didn't get time to give it further thought because he was touching me right then sliding a hand up and cupping my breast it fit perfectly well in his hand I winced as he squeezed a little to hard but my nipples hardened though...and he seemed glad......and before I could stop him my own hands gave away the feeling of bieng laced with someones I didn't look down his mouth was on my soft now hardened nipple suckling it at first it was harsh and I couldn't keep from crying out and for some horrible reason I wasn't too sure it was from pain.....unbelievable I was arching my back it gave him easier access and his sucking softened , just a notch I felt him letting my hands go and I felt silk in my hands just recently realizing my hands in his hair and I'm keeping his head as close as I can to my breasts ....I've never really felt such sensations his mouth assaulted me unbearably he moved to the other breast this time he put his mouth over the taut nipple and pulled away deliberately I let out a frustrated cry.....he sighed with a smile
"relax....." he laughed "we're just getting started"
I felt angry with myself my body rather for betraying me like this and wanting to beholden his touches caresses how ever soft or rough they might be I needed them.....so I tried to lax my breathing pattern into a proper rythm but it wouldn't be heard of and I felt myself dripping on the sheets I felt my cheeks redden with heat and I tried to close my legs which attempt was promptly ignored he was watching with a smirk "it's easier to give in Elizabeth"
I glared as angrily as I could at him before saying "you can't make me cum against my will"
He laughed a low throaty laughed and for some reason I had a feeling I shouldn't have said what I just did....that I wouldn't be able to hold up my end of the challenge.....he smiled a dangerously reassuring smile "hold her... 'Clear' "