My Moon by S. D. A. (mobi reader android .TXT) 📕

"Okay... So what you're saying is that...Rowan Louise came back to protect me?!" I squeaked.
"Yes. And to tell us the truth." Tristian nodded. His eyes were not silver anymore, just a dark scarlet. Apparently, he was in deep thought, because he wasn't even paying attention when I threw a rock at his head with my mind. He looked up, startled.
"Hatter. Tell me, why am I here though...?" I whimpered. I was so close to losing my sanity. First I realize I really am not just a witch, but a princess too...then I realize I'm an incarnation and not really myself...and NOW I'M IN DANGER AND HAVE BEEN SENT OFF TO WONDERLAND!
He sighed, rubbing Lu's ears. Lu was asleep on his chair, cake still on his face. It was so childlike but very endearing. I leaned in my seat, drinking the sweetened tea. The conversation was growing awkward rapidly... It unerved me.
"When you were still Rowan Louise... there were some problems in the Kingdom where your family was thought bad being a family of witch craft... Even your mother who was kind and the Priestess, was sought evil! You, still a young girl, and the only daughter... It was excruciating for your family." Tristian sighed. His eyes were still far away.
I walked over towards him, abandoning my tea. Taking off his hat, I smoothed the shaggy dirty blonde hair. He still didn't seem to notice.
"The Drasigmeres were a high class family... never really cared for yours. The queens , your mother and her were sisters, so both born witches. But the Drasigmere husband, banded his wife's powers. And then she died after childbirth. He was outraged, and told his eldest son to destroy the family with his last breaths..." His voice grew hoarse. And his pupil's dilated. My heart was racing, but I smoothed out his hair still.
"The prince thought, after his father's death, that he would destroy the girl's heart first before killing her. He tortured your family, leaving dead animal carcasses and burning farms... Then maids and butlers died from poison... There would be death weapons everywhere! Soon... the King died... leaving his only daughter a note about everything. Telling you to save your mother and brother, Thor, and your friends. He said to do your best... And that they all loved you." Tears ran down his cheeks, his eyes a light blue.
"You tried your best... Your brother ran with his army, promising to come back with a bigger and stronger league. But... time passed and you and your mother seemed to have given up hope. She held your hand and patted your cheek, saying 'what a brave bird'...She died with a smile. It tore you apart... With Thor gone, now an orphan, and Prince Drasigmere wanting blood..."
"It was too much. You brought us outside the kingdom...Me, Han, and Lu... and told us to stay and never return. You ran into the woods with going me after you. You ran into the Prince and he wasn't hesitating to put that arrow in your chest." The last sentence was barely audible and I had to strain to hear them.
"I grabbed you, and ran. You were unconscious the whole time. Seven whole monthes. The next five were unbearable. Trying to pull the arrow out and finding a way to stop the bleeding while hiding from the prince's subjects... We both survived and got well. One day as you slept, I picked you up and ran to the kingdom. I didn't realize you had awoken. Once we got there, you ran off with Hana and Lu, screaming that you wouldn't forgive me even after I apologized..." He was about to continue, but I fell to my knees, my hand over his mouth. The tears were about to burst.
I felt my bangs come over my eyes, and sat still. It was quiet except for the chirping wind up birds, Lu's snoring and our heart beats. I remembered...
Tristian pulled my hand away from his mouth gently, and pulled me up onto his chair. I folded into his body easily, like the shape was just for me. I cried a little, remembering what had happened, slowly:
The gates were covered in prickly vines as we ran.But as soon as we neared the gate, I was tacken away from Hana and Lupin. My scream shattered the air, and became drastic wails. I wanted to reach out to them, and bring them through the gate, but arms bound me. I turned to see the black eyes of Alucard Drasigmere stare down at me. I couldn't tell if shock or magic bound me next, but Alucard's lips came down on mine. I tasted bitter cold liquid, and choked. Using my human self, I kicked him in the groins, running wildly to the palace. In the throne room, I sunk into my chair's back. There I hid...and I felt like a child again. Never to be found unless my friends came... My eyes drooped then. And I saw a black butterfly, flying from somewhere unknown. I reached for it, it shatterd; I screamed from somewhere. And then there was darkness.
He rocked me back in forth, strangely gentle. I have never seen him like this. I didn't want to shatter this, like the butterfly. For the first time in awhile, I was scared.
"Alucard..." I whispered, shuddering as I remembered those cold eyes.
"Yes. Now, breathe." Tristian was still gently rocking me, but his words were ice. I sat still, daring to look up. His eyes were black and gold. I breathed in, watching mutely as his color grew more gold.
I sat up more straight now, remembering my place. He let me go, almost reluctant. My heart stuttered. I leaned forward until my face was in the hollow of his neck. A rumbling was coming from inside him.
"Please, let me go back!" I said, earnest. He looked at me sharply, then turned just as quickly away. I moved to meet his eyes. When we were just inches apart, he stared into my eyes. I didn't flinch as he made them change colors. In fact, it was amusing. Watching them turn black to brown to orange to red. All 'terrifying' colors. I laughed softly, thinking my eyes would be the opposite with purple. His eyes turned gold. Boy, that color made me shiver.
His eyes wouldn't stop changing either, they just kept turning a deeper gold. Under my hands, his heart was racing so fast I couldn't move. I leaned forward and batted my eye lashes.
"Please?" I asked softly, half way melting. Just then, my brain made a click. Damn!
Out loud and mentally the word penetrated me.
"No..." He just sat there, looking me in the eyes as I knelt there on his knees, our faces inches apart, my hands on his chest. My own heart seemed to be hammering, too. I leaned even more until our noises touched, and his breath caught. That sound sent an electric jolt through me, and I lost all thought.
Gently, our lips touched. Then my hands were out of control, too. They reached up to wavy hair and tangled their fingers in it. I pulled it closer, bringing his head as well. He responded to it; he lifted his hands off the arm rests and settled one on my neck, the other taking one of my tangled hands. My heart beat stopped when he sighed. I pressed my lips to his a little more harder, and Tristian followed. Something in my stomache coiled but I ignored it, shaking my hand free of his hair. The one holding his hand stroked his cheek, fingers intertwined. Our breathing was hard, and Lu's soft snoring rumbled on.
Tristian's silver hat was askew, and his eyes were still a breathtaking gold. As I stared into them and watched them dilate as they stared back. God, I want to look into a mirror. But just then my eyes started to get heavy, and he looked suddenly aware. The only thing weird was that I was suddenly transparent. I leaned forward and placed a kiss on his forehead. I smiled, feeling sorta bad for unconsciously decieving him. Then I stepped back off his lap and stood.
My time being Alice was over. And I turned away only to look back when I felt a squeeze on my hand. Tristian was gripping our hands, looking scared. Ahhhh...
"Yes...I'm sorry. But, yes." I smiled one last time before I saw darkness. It was the same familliar darkness. My legs felt suddenly loose. I looked down to see my nightgown. And my watch; frozen. The Hell Butterfly appeared. I reached out, but this time, it didn't shatter. Instead it fell still. I guess I'm just no stranger to danger....

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Publication Date: 10-29-2011

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Dedication:
To my friends who gave me the courage to put my day dreams on paper. I love you guys!