black roses and a tree

A black and red rosary wrapped in her hands the cross hung over her folded hands, it bounced lightly with each step she took. The thorn-less black roses were clenched tightly in her pale hands. Her sleeves a thin layer of lace that lead all the way up to her chest. Her outfit was not her normal red, no on this day her color was black. She walked slowly over the snow covered ground it crunched beneath her feet with each step she took. Before her a snow covered hill, atop that hill stood a single tree. That at the moment hadn't a single leaf upon it. Her heart broke as she walked towards the tree. She had planted it there many years ago... So long in fact she could hardly remember how long it had been. The tree was her marker for one who she had lost. On this day every year she would wear this very dress carry the roses and walk up the lonely hill just to say that she still remembered. And after a few moments shes lay the roses down at the base of the tree and turn to leave going back to her normal routine just like always... No one knew of what she did. No one besides her knew who was barred there and that was just the way she planed to keep it...

messages...

seeing as how i havent done this in like forever....


- i hate two faces people... yeah the truth hurts when you find out what others think of you... kinda sucks when you thought they were your friend....

- i miss you guys... you guys helped make life dissapear...

- nothing else matters...

- i miss you sweety... been so long since ive gotten to talk to you... congrats on everything...

- we've became fast friends. i worry about you, but i also love you to bits...

- glad to see you around again...

- i feel different when it comes to you...

- you know that quote '' keep your friends close but keep your enemy's closer...'' well im doing just that...

- its kinda weird but i miss the drama you used to bring to my life... at lest then i knew what side someone was on...

- if i never hear from you again that will be great! but do me a favor and back the fuck off...

- for those of you who dough it... I love my husband... even if he is an ass... and he is wonderful at both his jobs...

well with that... Peace out mother fuckers :P

words in memory

Trying to forget...
Forgive you...
If you fall I will too...
I cant save whats left of you...
The end is only the beginning...
I believe in you...
I can see right throw all your empty lies...
Goodbye...
Hold on...
It all takes my breath away...
I can't live without you...
Every things ok...
I love you please see and believe again...
Wait and know I understand you...
I can't face the dark without you...
Nothing left to lose...
White shores are calling...
I love you...

Their words in her memory flowed into her mind as she slept. The soft thin summer cotton sheets wrapped them self's tightly around her ankles holding her body still on the bed. Her arms lay still by her head, though her fingers twitched every few moments the only indication that she was indeed asleep and dreaming. The look upon her face would give no indication what so ever as to what she was dreaming. In the morning she would rise and pack her bag. It was time to go back...

Awaking and so much more

Vivian P. Lurra awoke on the hard stone alter in the church. Denenthorn stood ling over her, blinking a few times she slowly takes in her surroundings only to here a cats giggle, turning her head she also finds Green Leigh standing there. After a few moments and a small discussion with Leigh fallowed by a couple of slaps to the head she hears Denny tell her to go to the office. Sighing she does as shes told. Knowing full well that he was angrier at her then he had ever been before.

A few days later Vivi returned to the church. Which she had come to find out that while she had been 'dead' Denny had taken management over... She sighed as she sat down at one of the benches folding both of her hands calmly together she bet her head to pray softly.. After she had spoken her prays she stood walking calmly to the doors. Once out side Vivi toke in a small breath of air, in ways it felt nice to be back in others she dreaded this city it had done things to those whom she loved and that alone had caused her heartache... sitting down silently atop the steps she watched as her beloved Denenthorn rode back and forth on his motorcycle before he came to a stop. She watched as he parked the bike and layed down in the seat. The silence in the air wasn't heavy felling but a rather light one. After a moment she looked upward watching the clouds move. Then he spoke simply saying that he missed the sound of crickets. Then after a few moments he asks a question that he has asked her seemingly a thousand plus times. "would she marry him." and as always her answer has been "yes." though this time apparently Denny hadn't been playing with her when he asked. All she could do was smile and tell him that her answer was still the same as it always is. They talked a little while and decided on a date... They would get married April 11.... Finally for the first time in the many times that they had gotten married before this time it would be official.

Forever love.....

Laying in her bed one would think that she was simply having a peaceful sleep. But to the trained eye she wasn't. The rapid movement of her eye lids hardly noticeable. The sheets lay at the bottom of her bed twisted around her ankles. While her slender yet strong arms were resting beside her head on the pillow. Eyes watched the female as she slept, sighing lightly the figure turned, heading straight for the solid pine doors that lead out of her room. Opening the door the figure turned to look once more, a very soft male voice sighed then said quietly to the female, "rest mother..."
As the male walked out shutting the door behind him he walked down the hall towards a set of double doors. Pushing them open the young male looked up an older male. Their faces looking similar to each others though the younger seemed to have traces of the females looks. "Father." the younger said. Watching as the elder nod his head lightly not looking up from the book he was currently looking at.
Walking up to the desk then sitting down opposite of the elder the younger sighed, "she's fitful tonight..." The younger watched as the elder just nodded before he relayed, "I know..." Glaring at the elder the younger raised from his seat but before he could say a word the elder closed his book and set it down upon the desk. "Sit Michael." Michael knew it was not a request, his father hardly ever gave requests. Setting back down he maintained his glare, "Just how long are you going to be mad at her..." The elder just shrugged, "who said I was still mad at her??"
"I do." They both looked up to see another male standing there this one much older, "You know she loves you. Quite being a stubborn old ass..." Michael's father now glared at the other male, "I'm not being stubborn...And for your information.." he never got to finish his sentence before the said female walked into the room rubbing her eyes, "Whats all the noise about..." she mumbled as she walked over to Michael's father making him more the chair so that she could curl up on his lap. Making the said man laugh. "They think I'm mad at ya lass." Her nose scrunched up at the lass part as she mumbled, "Don't call me lass Denny..." The eldest man in the room chuckled, "Well I guess that proves it then." They all turned to him, "What???" he asked curiously making a funny look on his face. A loud smack was heard just before the man yelled out, "DAMN IT!! THAT HURT WOMAN!!!" no one could help but laugh as the man fell to the floor holding on to his head in fake pain as an older looking female stood there smiling down at him, "that's for interfering and not taking me along..." she then looked up at the others. By now the smile had vanished from Denny's face, "AND YOU!!!" the woman pointed dead at Denny, "are in as much trouble as he is mister..." Michael decided that now would be the best time to stick up for his dear old dad and replayed to his Grandmother on behalf of his father, "Dad left you a note Nanny..." The woman blinked looking at Denny watching as his head nodded vigorously. "hmmm...then I guess I shall only punish this one..." she said as she bent over to grab the man on the ground by the ear. Michael winced then stood "i think i better go save Gramps..." He then walked over to his mother kissing her on the top of her head, and nodding to his dad before retreating from the room. The woman sighed, "Well that was entertaining...." Denny chuckled before raising his eyebrows in a suggestive movement, "I can think of other entertainment..." giggling the woman moved from his lap, "only if you think you can handle it Lord Water..." "Oh I know I can Lady Fire...." was all that was said before giggling could be herd. Michael rolled his eyes as he headed down the hall...

Letter on desk....

My dearest love,

I stood at the gates of hell today, my love. He meet me there. He looked at me, smiled and said that my deal with him had been agreed apon. That I had but two hours before he would come for me... So I say this... Remember that I love you heart and soul, always and forever...
I am doing this of my own free will... Don't come after me, I need you not to do that. Please don't hate me for doing this it seems the only way I can save what is left. I need you to know that there is still light in this world and I hope that you will still be able to see that. And when the time comes you will see it... And you will feel it... I know I will slowly fade from your memory as a result of what I have done but you need to know I will always be there for you in one way or another. But again I say, just remember that I love you... My heart has always been yours and it will stay that way. One day I know I will be free from my deal and when that day comes I will return to be at your side once again. I need to know that you are safe... Good bye for now my love... Till next time... With all my love.
I love you,
Always,
Yours,
Vivi

2 hours.....

Viviane Maire Phoenix Lurra walks upstairs and into the office, sighing lightly as she congers a small deep red colored rose, one that she had remembered Denny having given her a long time ago. Bring it up to her nose she sniffs it lightly, the smell bringing a soft smile to her face as she remembers that she was once told her soul smelt like the very flower in which she was holding, before lifting her head to look forward. Taking a few small steps forward she enters the office. Stretching out her arm she gently places the rose on the desk, whispering softly "forgive me..." before walking out and back down the stairs as if she were never up there to begin with...
Her mind had been made up two hours earlier when she had made that deadly deal. She could only hope now that those she loves will eventually forgive her for what she was about to do. She would slowly fade from everyone's memories almost as if she never even was there to begin with. Her heart ached at the thought. He would forget her, and everything she had felt for him would no longer exist to him.
Maybe the journal with her words in it would still keep her simple words forever imprinted on the pages. Or maybe just like her they would fade from existence. There would be those whom she knew that if they ever discovered what she had done they would come for her. Her only hope was that they didn't. Fearing that if they did her deal would be broken and she'd lose him forever. As she stood starring at the books around her while her mind drifted back to what she was told. "Two hours... That is all I will give you..." Her skirts slightly rustling as she moved from foot to foot mumbling quietly, "two hours before I shall disappear...."
Walking silently around the room before turning to walk towards the doors. Stopping she turned to look back once again before disappearing into a ball of blue flames. Only to reappear in her room. Walking over to her small cherry colored oak desk. Bending down to pick up a pen, writing a short note on to the piece of paper she turned away. Walking the short distance to their bed, sitting down a pone the soft pillow feeling quilt, turning to lay down. She closed her eyes once her head hit the pillows.
Waking to a coughing noise, glancing around finding the source to be none other then a smoky figure, the one whom she had made the deal with standing there looking at her. Existing his hand he calmly asked, "ready?" Nodding once she felt her breathing slow to a stop, as she also felt her last heart beats pound in her chest before all went black. And resting in his hands was a small blue flame that danced and twisted its self around a single deep colored red rose, just like the one she had left her beloved on his desk. Grinning the smoky figure let out a small chuckle before disappearing back to where he belonged taking his new prize with him...

Misawa, Japan September 1, 1958

Today is a great day... Yes I am completely excited Misawa Finally became its own city... And I know you of all people know exactly how much I adore the cherry blossoms in the early spring that blossoms here. Or how I can open my window and see the apple orchard everyday. I must say other then Lua, I dearly love this place. Though I would enjoy it more if you were here more often... Tis very lonely here at times, and the sights around town are much more nicer when seen with another... But I know you are busy doing things that have to be done just as I am busy doing things that have to be done... Though please do not get mad when you see me next, for I had a rather uneventful accident the other day and it has caused me to be confined to my bed tis nothing major just a small cut. It will heal... I have to rest now goodnight my love.
I love you,
Always,
Yours,
Vivi

1504 29 January Florence, Italy

Life has been rather boring but I can not complain. I have had few missions as of late... Though unforgettably they have been rather easy... I was hoping Niccolo would give me something harder to do but alas no.... Sorry dear I have got to go, a target just ran by...
I love you...
Vivi

Taking of something that does not belong to you...

He slipped into her room knowing quite well that she currently was not there. His curiosity finally getting the better of him after centuries of seeing her walking around writing in that worn out leather bound book. Walking over to her desk he pulled lightly at one of the top draws chuckling to himself as it opened, and the object that had intrigued him so was laying on top. Reaching in he grabbed it out, sitting down in her well cushioned chair he opened his eyes widening as he stared at the pages only to find something he had not expected...

Khons, walked slowly into the library. The journal currently hidden in his jacket pocket. ' Why hasn't she given this to him before now? She's wrote her feelings down in there. I just don't understand... Hmmm, maybe this will knock some silly since into the boy. Or maybe... Hmm...' Touching the doors he moved them a side to walk ever so silently in his mind still deep in thought....

Tower of the Moon, August 20, 1945

Denny,

I swear... If I do not get away from your father soon there wont be anything left of him. Just because I am pregnant and carrying your child, his grand child, does not mean that I can not make my self a simple glass of chocolate milk with out being babied or scolded. I swear the only one around here that gives me any ley way with doing things is your mother. Other then that I wish this offal morning sickness would go away. It is completely a pain. That and the constant inability to control my powers has me now sleeping on the floor due to the fear that I will once again set fire to the bed accidentally in my sleep, just by turning...
I hope things are going will with the war. I slightly miss being out there with you and Sin, but this is more important. Your mother did some sort of trick on me the other day... She placed my ring on a string and held it over my arm... Though we both know it was for laughs. Shes been able to take a guess at what we are having... Its a boy she says, and I believe her.
He will grow strong I am most certain of this, he will take after you. I am missing you my love. Though it is either me just being me plus hormonal. I am feeling the little butterfly movements he makes. And I have found my self touching my stomach with out even thinking...
Ahh hell, I have to stop for the moment. My poor bladder has seemed to have shrunken as of late...
With all my love,
Yours,
Always,
Vivi

McCool, Mississippi Febuary 14, 1818

It has been a while I suppose since I have had the time to pick up a pen and write. At the moment I am sitting here hiding in this small little area in Mississippi. And yes it is that dreadful day of the year. A day to yet again remind me that I am here alone miles away from where ever it is that you are. Wishing that some how I can at lest hear your voice. But I know what ever it is you are doing is important. I will be traveling in the next few days to the tower. But I can at lest tell you that I received your roses. They are lovely as always and as always you did not need to get them... I love you my dear Denenthorn. Always...
With love,
Always,
Yours,
Vivi

St. Petersberg, Russia 1905 January 9

Love,

It is not looking good, I think someone has let word out that there is a plot against the Tsar... I will try to go ahead with the plans. Once this is taken care of I will meet you... I must go now. The time has drawn near... There soon will be no reason for blood to be lost here...
Forever yours,
Vivi

Alexandria, Egypt 1335 BC August

Dear,

Egypt is well. Exactly the way you left it. Though I would have slightly preferred not having to deal with Leigh as much as I currently am having to do so. One could now fully understand and appreciate the full meaning of why you would wish to kill her at the moment. Next time though when you decide to up and leave the country take me with you. PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE ME HERE WITH HER!!!!!!!!!!!! It is not that I do not care to be here. There really is not much going on. Nefertiti is still the same. So my mind has been able to focus on other things that I have desperately needed to take care of. But still do not leave me here with her again, you may come back to find that I have killed her. Either way I miss you. And wish you were here. I may have to leave this country soon my love. And I will trust that where ever you are that you are safe. I know that it seems dark in places but there is still light. And I pray that you still see that. There is not all bad in this small world, there is still some reasons for it to be saved... Though at the moment I am seriously considering killing Leigh.... Though you know I would not. I am sorry love, but Leigh calls me to do yet another task for her... Till next time,
My love,
Always,
Yours,
Vivi

Paris, France 1881 January 4

Bonjour mon amour,

I believe there is something here that needs your attention. I can not be for certain but I am being to believe that he is here... I know it has been a rather long time since either of us have seen or spoken to each other. I can affectedly tell you that I do indeed miss you. But beyond that. I have become rather fond of the stage... Who know that I would have such a hidden talent for ballet. I have found it rather relaxing... Though I can inform you that the opera house has been sold to two rather 'interesting' characters. Rumor has it that they were once in the junk yard business. Rather funny if you ask me. Other then that, there is a girl here. Who has me quite bewildered. She seems to be under some sort of spell from our 'opera ghost'. And as you very well know I do not believe in such fairy tell things. I know for sure that it is a man. And my mind is telling me that it could be Eric... I am sorry my love I have to cut this one rather short. It is time for me to go do my part in the play...
Till next time.
I love you,
Always,
Yours,
Vivi

Letter........

Edo,Japan 1863 June 24
Dear,
At times this place seems lost to all of us. But whatever happens don't give up. Things will change it just sometimes takes time... Or altering events. Things that we can change and somethings that we can't. But no matter what, don't give up or give in. There is still light in this town, in this world. You just have to look. Don't just scan, stop and look take in the world. Let it slowly go on around you while you stand stile and you will find it... And if then you still don't see it look in side your heart. And there you will find it. It has always been there and will always be there... And if the day should come when you can't find it. Come find me in the place that only we know. And I'll show you the light. This world is still worth saving. Or at lest I believe it is...
So come find me........
I'll be waiting..........
Forever.......
Your,
Viviane

w.i.p

Looking around the now empty stage she tentatively toke one small step forward as her slipper covered foot touched the cool wood, her thoughts went suddenly to flight mode. But her heart forbid her from doing so. Breathing deeply clearing her mind of everything, she toke another step forward. Gaining confidence with each step she toke, she left her body take control. When finally reaching the middle of the stage she stopped. Swiping one foot behind her then twisting her upper body in the same direction she spun. Her thin pale blue silk night gown shined as it flowed throw the air around her. As she came out of the spin she continued to move across the stage occasionally spinning or leaping, and running throw the air.

Another Time pt 2

A darkness she has come to know all to well... But for the moment she was home...

Or at lest that is what she had thought. Her home was about to be turned upside down once again, but this time it would also ripe at her soul to. The darkness that she had been fighting for thousands of years was finally knocking at the door. To be more Perice he was standing right behind her. Mocking and telling her that she was her husbands whore of a queen as always. She had learned through the years to just ecnor his petty insults.