They say death is quick. It doesn't hurt and when its all over you won't care. You would have lived your life to the fullest and make peace with it. Death that is. What they don't tell you is that sometimes its not okay. Death sucks, it feels like your falling. Your life flashes in front of your eyes and if you die at age fifteen; you didn't had much to see. And your last thought? Mine was one word. Blue. Now that word may not have much meaning but it means a lot to me. It was the colour of his eyes. Blue.
When it was over, I was stuck in the underworld. My death wasn't an accident. I was forced to make a deal. Go with Klaus or see the love of life get twisted like a pretzel. Cruel description? That's how it was shown to me. So I made the choice. It wasn't graceful my death. I was thrown from a cliff to the crashing rocks below. And that word rushed through my mind. Blue. It was been four years. I'm eighteen years old. Things are different here. My once mousy hair is now a chestnut color and long as my waist. I guess that is one of the pros of being forced to marry the Phantom king. And this is where I stand today. Looking in the pond of truths. It shows what you truly think and it allows you to see the human world. Where he is. My Jeremy. I smile as I see him reading a law book. That's what he always did. Read law books, paranormal books, foreign, anything he could get his hands on. Jeremy loved to read. I loved to watch him. He always ran his left hand through his ashen blonde hair when he was stuck on a thought he couldn't get through.
"Pretty is it," a voice rang out. "The water is always so blue."
I turned to glare at a dark haired young man and hissed, "Go away. I get an hour a day away from you."
"That only counts when I haven't been gone for three weeks," Klaus smirked. "I except my dutiful queen to be in the throne room when I return from a long and draining trip."
"Collecting the souls of the weak will do that to a person," I snapped. One lasting glance at Jeremy, I walked away. Klaus followed me to the gardens and started yelling.
"You made your choice! You choose me over that bastard," Klaus snarled. I blinked as he appeared right in front of me. "Look at me when I talk to you."
I narrowed my eyes and whispered, "I choose hell because I couldn't stand to see my love get hurt. You mean nothing! This past life of mine that you talk about I don't remember! I hate you!"
Klaus grabbed my neck and slammed me against the stone wall of the castle. My head started pounding. I grabbed my throat, scratching at his hands. He smirked and pressed his lips against my ear. "You choose me because you wanted the darkness. You need the darkness. You love me."
He looked at me. His face softened and his eyes held something I couldn't describe. "You love me," he whispered. His lips crashed against mine. Tears pricked my eyes sliding down my face. His hands loosened and cupped my face. My hands clutched in his hands and I dug my nails in. I bit down hard on his bottom lip. Blood filled my mouth. Klaus pulled away and cursed. I spat the blood on his face and cried out, "Go to hell! Leave me alone!"
Klaus' faced darkened and a twisted, sadistic smile formed on his lips. He rose his hand and I braced myself. It didn't matter. His hand slapped across my face, sending me flying into the rose bushes that surrounded the garden walk. My vision blurred. I felt thorns digging in my flesh.I saw red on the white, pure petals. Klaus' face appeared above my own. I turned away in disgust. He lifted my body and whispered a few words. The pain lessened and I could see around me. My once white dress was stained velvet red. One shoe was off my foot, scars were disappearing on my right own, were the shoe was missing. A woman in her middle-ages stood in a loose purple skirt, shirt, and cardigan glared at Klaus.
"My king," she growled. "May I take Her Highness to the pools to clean up?"
Klaus helped me stand up and watched carefully as I took off my shoe and left it on the ground. I held my head high and walked slowly past Rion. Behind me I heard Klaus speaking again.
"Get well and clean up," Klaus said, softly. "Dress up. Wear the green dress. Tonight you are in my chambers."
Tears threatened to spill but I refused to cry. Rion grabbed my hand and soon the bathing pools were in front of me. She helped me in and washed me. My eyes closed. When they reopened, I was in front of the mirror. Her brown hair was up in a fancy braided bun, curls loose framing my face. A loose green dress that flowed above her knees seemed to give off a forest green glow. Her brown eyes held sorrow. I turned away from my reflection and looked up at Rion. Her kind green eyes locked on to mine and she brushed a blonde hair from her face. "Come child, your necklace and shoes."
I put on my shoes as she placed my locket around my neck. It held a photo of my family and Jeremy. I looked up in surprise. Rion held a finger to her mouth and then lead me to down the hallway.
"Did I tell you how I came to work for Nicklaus? I was a free half-demon. Living my life until I couldn't save one person close to me. So I made a deal, work for Nicklaus faithfully for twenty years then leave after I repaid my debt. Today my debt is repaid."
My face light up in a smile and I hugged her. "That is wonderful! Your free Rion! Your free!"
She shook her blond head. "No, we are both free."
I froze. "What?," I asked breathlessly.
"You do not deserve this," she spoke in a calm voice. "As long as you wear this locket, Klaus cannot touch you or take you back from the human world. No can he touch anyone standing close to you."
"I don't understand," I said. My eyes glimpsed around to see that we were in a dark room that I have never seen before. No furniture in it except a mirror that held the words, Lo Specchio. I turned to face her.
"Promise me you wont take it off," Rion pleaded. "promise me."
"I promise."
She smiled and whispered, "Your free, Janessa."
She grabbed my shoulders and pushed me through the mirror. Instead of crashing, the mirror pulled me through. It felt like I was falling in air. Screams came from my throat. Bracing for impact, my body halted in the air and I was dropped, landing with a soft thud. I rose and looked around. I was in an apartment. I stood in of a living room that held a chair, couch, window seat, book shelf, and a small television. The sun shimmered in the room and danced across my face. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. A crash sounded behind me. I wiped around to see blue.
Jeremy stood frozen in the middle of the hallway, his eye taking me in. I opened my mouth and one word came out. "Jeremy."
Jeremy stepped over the plate and wrapped his arms around me. He was shaking as his strong arms wrapped around me. "Janie."
My brown eyes locked on his blue ones. Jeremy gave my favourite crooked smile and leaned in. Blue echoed in my mind as our lips touched.
