David's head ached horribly, it felt like a whole heard of elephants were pounding from his left ear to his right, and then back again. He got up on his elbows and looked down at the bed he lay on. He squinted in the candle light to see a human form slowly opening his door.

"Oh," she said quietly. "You're awake."

Her raven hair fell over her pale white face and brown eyes as she looked to the floor timidly. David wanted to beckon Roxanne closer, to rap his thick arms around her small body, and he wanted to be close to her. He wanted her to know the full force of his emotions for her. As her principal, David wasn't allowed to touch her. He could only claim her in his dreams.

But every thing's changed now...

Medenham lay in ruins, and they had run to some strange church... That was when those beasts had come to collect them. David had watched as Roxanne swallowed her fear and interacted with the beasts. And he couldn't help but fear and love her for that.

"What's happened?" he asked her.

Heaving a heavy sigh, Roxanne turned and closed the door before she walked further into the room. He eyed her wearily as she moved to look out the window at the pouring rain. She glanced at him with those stunning brown eyes again, and he felt nailed to the bed, as if she had gripped his heart and squeezed tight.

"I don't know..." Roxanne admitted with a small cry. "I'm sorry I dragged you into this, David..."

His name on her lips was like a prayer, and it lulled him into a more relaxed state. He could imagine himself inside her, and his imagination had Roxanne crying out his name in passion. Her dark voice rang in his ears, but it was gone when he heard her actual self crying.

He had sworn to protect her, to watch over her. David felt as if he had let her down, and he couldn't stand it! Roxanne looked over and recognized the pained and confused look painted across his face. She slowly inched towards him, gripping to her body uneasily.

"I only wanted to save you! Azazeal offered to take me with him and Cassie, but I wanted you safe..." She said in a voice so soft compared to her usual smooth and cunning tone. "I'm sorry, you probably would have made your way out on your own."

"No, I wouldn't have." David said. "And I'm glad I'm with you, and that I know you're safe. You are, aren't you?"

"A bit of a gash, but the nurses stitched me up." Roxanne said.

She had stopped moving towards him and stood on the light brown wood floorboards. She was looking at David with wide eyes that reflected the bright orange candle's flame. It casted long flickering shadows on the red walls, and David couldn't help but be struck by its abstract beauty.

"The power's out?" David asked. For the first time since he woke up, David looked at his body. He wore no shirt and had track pants on as his only clothing. He had a bruise down the right side of his body, that was already developing a yellow tinge.

"Yeah, the storm's pretty bad at the moment," Roxanne said quietly, she was looking over his body for the smallest of moments with hot eyes.

"See anything you like?" David asked and he could see Roxanne's feature go a flustered red.

"Are you seriously asking me that? You're my teacher!" Roxanne said. It was an excuse David had run through his head when he first had these feelings for Roxanne, but his heart ignored them. Now he would too.

"Not anymore, it's safe to say I have officially been fired from my post as Medenham Boarding school Headmaster." said David, and it made Roxanne laugh, a sound surely from heaven itself.

Roxanne was slowly drawing closer now, and she began to talk in her alluring tone. "Just think it as an emergency sabbatical, extenuating circumstances. You know, attacked by a blood thirsty beast drawn up from hell forced you to give up your post."

"Come here, Roxanne." David said, spreading his arms and beckoned her to his bed.

"Yes sir," Roxanne said, and she moved up close so that they were now barely a breath away. "You dare to touch me?" she asked with a suggestive lilt.

David didn't answer in words, but his lips found hers with force. He grasped to Roxanne tightly and he savored her taste of spicy cinnamon and cocoa beans. She responded with greedy lips, and moaned and quivered under his touch. His mocha fingers caressed the purple silk top she wore, and then let out an irritated grunt at her tight blue jeans.

Roxanne smiled against his lips and she quickly made work of them, and threw them across the room. He could feel warmth spreading though his whole body. It scorched him and reminded David how much he wanted to do this. It had been so long since he had first woken up, sweaty and tense, from a dream of Roxanne. Now his body was rubbing against hers, and her heat was warming his body. Her fingers moving to his belt, and unhooking it. Freeing him from the confinements of any clothing.

His eyes found hers, they were wide and wanting. His eyes asked her if she wanted to go on, if she really wanted him. She held his gaze and nodded, her small thin hand running against his five o'clock shadow. David felt as if that hand was reaching down in to his body and stroking his very heart.

He plunged deep into the center of her body, and he let out a satisfied growl as he was warmed by her body's warmth that hugged him. Roxanne purred loudly as he delved even deeper into her. Her finger scratched at his back in pleasure, but he didn't mind it, and their lips met again with a passion. Roxanne's back arched so he could explore her body even more intimately.

Going faster and faster, louder and louder, the two of them found a sensuous rhythm. Until both collapsed with excited, happy shouts. David brought Roxanne to his body, and lay with her in the bed, spooning her naked body with his own.

"You know Roxanne," David said in the peaceful silence. "I think I could really be with you..."

"You are, David." Roxanne replied.

"What's happening to the world?" David asked and he felt Roxanne shrug.

"Supper time! The queen and King request everyone!" Came a shout through the door, it was a man's voice but David could hear the monstrous growl accompanied with the deep European voice.

"King and Queen?" David asked, but Roxanne merely slipped away from the bed to collect her clothing.

"Yeah, I forgot you need to be filled in," Roxanne said to him. "Best you have it done by Azazeal."

Azazeal sounded vaguely familiar, but David's head just couldn't connect it with anything. And with that irritating thought, he grabbed his pants and slipped them on. Roxanne handed him a white muscle shirt with a smile.

"I wouldn't think that you have to be formal," Roxanne said to him.

She waited for him to be dressed, and then took his hand in hers. David slowed his breath, hoping it would slow his racing nervous heart beats. Yet no such luck...

Along the walls great flaming torches lit up the otherwise pitch black hallways. Other people were drawing out of their rooms, and David and Roxanne followed them down to the main foyer where many other's were gathered. Almost all of the crowd was made up of men who stood with straight backs and they talked loudly in foreign languages David couldn't even faintly recognize. There were women in the group but they were tight black dresses, and seemed only to hiss as they handed men cigars and brandy. Everyone looked so beautiful, they all had an alluring and exotic auroras about them that held David in a transfixed state. Beside him, Roxanne eyed those around her warily. They stood before large double doors that had figures carved into the oak finish.

"Dinner is served," a female voice said calmly, and slowly the doors inched open, revealing a red and gold shimmering dining hall. The crowd moved forward into the dining hall in awed murmurs. As they moved past the large doors, David ran his hand over the intricate carvings. There were beautiful women who were held in strong arms of various animals who stood like humans. Some women were bing chomped into, and their carved wooden faces expressed an almost joy. David had to turn away in disgust.

"Where are we meant to sit exactly?" Roxanne whispered to David, and he shrugged.

"This way please," hissed a woman from beside them. Roxanne let out a frightened squeal as she realized that this woman had no hand, but instead a bloody stump in its place. David swallowed down his revultion, and followed the woman who seemed to be limping.

At the other end of the large dining hall there was a raised platform where a long table looked down across the crowded hall. Much like where the wedding reception sits at a wedding. David noticed that there were eight seats, and each had their own name label.

"Find your seats then," the woman hissed and then she hobbled off.

"Freaky..." Roxanne muttered as she watched the woman disappear into the crowd. "So where do we sit?"

David checked the name tags and had to blink a few times to make sure he was seeing it properly. The one he looked at had Roxanne's name across it - Lady Davenport.

"Lady?" Roxanne repeated as she read over his shoulder. "Why am I a Lady?"

"A lady in waiting actually." Said a man behind them. "Cassie gets rather lonely sometimes..."

"I'm Cassie's Lady in Waiting?" Roxanne asked with a smile. "That's so cool!"

Davis felt irrational jealousy surge through him as he saw this man smiling with Roxanne, so he was at her side quickly. He gave the man a tight smile and offered his hand.

"David Tyrel, I'm with Roxanne," he said, and the blond man smiled.

"I know, the name is Baraqiel. I am Advisor to the sacred family." he said happily as if he expected David to begin to applaud. "So..." Baraqiel said once he didn't get his wanted reaction. "I suppose you're Prf. David, the tutor."

"I wouldn't know," David began. "I only just got here."

"I wouldn't turn the role down, they expect you to earn your keep, lest you be cast out on to the streets where other creatures can take you for their own. And I guarantee you they won't be as accommodating as our Queen and King are." Baraqiel advised, he then found his seat and sat down.

Roxanne sat on her own seat, and David found his. He sat down next to Roxanne and stared across the hall where others were beginning to calm down and sit too. Roxanne fiddled with her name card, and kept a nervous smile painted on her lips. David needed time to think...

He found himself in some kind of self evolved aristocratic society, and he is being forced into role of tutoring someone he doesn't even know. What was outside this glamorous house? What creatures dwelled in that darkness? And why was he and Roxanne allowed to live?

"We aren't late are we?" a female voice called.

David turned and was floored by what he saw! Ella Dee led Leon Tyler up to where they sat. Ella wore a ruby red cocktail dress, that showed up her crimson red hair, but Leon followed in plain jeans and a shirt.

"The meal doesn't start until Azazeal has come," Baraqiel responded. Roxanne, Baraqiel and David stood as Ella and Leon drew close.

"David!" Leon beamed. "I knew you came back, but I haven't seen you since you passed out Monday night!"

"Yeah, and its Friday night now!" Ella said. "Well, at least Malachi can learn a thing or two finally. Lord knows he needs a history lesson, and you're the one to give it!"

"I'm still confused," David admitted.

Leon gave him a sympathetic smile and nodded. "It takes a while to get into everything that goes on here."

"Its only going to get worse!" Baraqiel said, as if it were a reminder to them all.

"You always say that," Leon growled, and they walked to the other side of Baraqiel's seat to find their own. David sat in his seat, and Roxanne sat down next to him. She threw him a comforting smile that warmed his heart.

"So what roles do you have?" David asked Ella as she sipped the water in her golden goblet.

"I've been given Warrior, but I keep telling them I shouldn't have anything! I still belong to God." Ella said back, and David had to swallow back the overwhelming number of questions that were flooding his mind. "But I keep trying to contact him, and he hasn't returned any of my calls. I think I'm officially in his bad books."

"Join the club, darling," Baraqiel said with a smile. "You were doomed anyway. Falling in love with a mortal! God doesn't approve of it."

"He can be a tad boring." Ella allowed, and she busied herself by taking an overly large gulp of water.

"Come join us! You'd be honored like a princess here. Any warrior is a good warrior, but one who fights for truth and freedom is ten times better." Baraqiel insisted.

Ella gave him a tight and unconvinced smile before turning to talk to Leon. David ran his hand through his hair as he thought over what they were just talking about. God was mentioned a lot, as if he were a real person. But he wasn't... God didn't exist, definitely not in the way they described him... right?

"Please stand for the entrance of the King and Queen and their son." hissed woman's voice, it gave David chills as he stood with the rest of the hall. A tall but muscular man walked in long dominant strides toward the table. He had a chiseled jaw and slicked back black hair, and he had devilishly handsome looks. Behind him followed a blond beauty, and though David couldn't yet make out her face, she gave him an uneasy feeling. Like he's not going to like it when he recognized her. Following them was a man with the same walk as the first, but he held a less fierce and demanding presence.

The first man walked to the raise platform and stood behind the middle chair, and he awaited the other two. The woman kept her head down, so that David couldn't see her face, but he somehow recognized her long flowing golden hair. And the boy jostled behind them, his curly brown locks jumping with each confident step.

The first man drew out the woman's chair and she sat down calmly, her head still lowered.

"Please," the man addressed the crowd. "Sit." And they obeyed.

As they did the woman looked up and her clear and mischievous blue eyes surveyed the crowd. Finally they landed on David and his jaw went slack.

"It can't be..." he muttered, and Roxanne held to his hand fast.

"Its ok," she muttered, barely moving her red lips. "Just don't cause a scene."

The woman's eyes still held their innocent shine, but something darker lay just beneath them, like a coiled snake. Her body had grown into a woman's shape, and her face held a powerful stare. It couldn't be her.. she was presumed dead... David had grieved her! But now she sat there, and stared at David with those enchanting blue eyes.

"David," she said, her pink lips curving to a smile. "You look good! Not as unconscious as I last remember..."

(A/N) Not my best work... Its just not flowing right! Not much happened, but I have the story line set now, so I know what's going down now.

In the next chapter Cassie takes control...