Just a tiny scenario of what may or may not develop into a complete story. I do not own the BM and receive no profit from this story's creation. Lady Foxfire is from the mind of the creative web mistress of the alternative BM site and I am very grateful to her for letting me give her character a face and personality to fit this story line
~
{~Somewhere in Time
By Morning 2000
The how and the why they had ended up 1500 years in Mar's past was a mystery the three modern day warriors were trying hard to figure out. But here they were and here he was walking in one of many the beautiful gardens of the royal palace. A palace situated on an unspoiled medieval Martian landscape the held a magnificent beyond description.
So many things had happen during their brief time in the past. Fighting dragons and defeating dark knights Vincent Van Wham had been deliriously happy with activity. But some where between the battles he'd discovered that most incredible creature to ever emerge from the Creator's hand.
Since Charley and Jack's marriage back in Chicago his emotions had been lock deep inside of him. He had put on his normal macho, nothing touches me, act. Reacting like she was just one less female in the running, no big deal. He missed that bus there where plenty of others due, push it off, and get on with his life but a life that no longer included his Charley-girl.
A fraction below the fragile facade he'd been all but devastated. All those questions waiting there to condemn him. Why didn't he tell her how he really felt? Why couldn't he let his guard down? Why didn't he tell her all those things she needed to hear, begged him to say? What was that old earth cliché? Hind site is 20/20.
So now as things go, he was here with her, the Mistress of the realm, The Lady Foxfire. A soft perfect vermilion rose with the fire of an inferno if pushed to defend her land and her people. She walked silently beside him her long forest green gown rustling with every step she took. The sun light that managed to struggle through the thick foliage hanging over the path they walked danced in the thick crimson ocean of gossamer silk that flow gently down her back touching her waist
Her red fur covered hand held his arm for support as she gathered the hem of the gown with the other to help her graceful movements. She was every part a lady of the time with an inner radiance that shown far beyond her incredible beauty.
She stopped at a clearing that was right out of some unbelievable fairy tale. A small ruby pond sat in the mist of the most exquisite array of flowers. It was as if someone had carefully constructed the setting just for them. She walked closer to the water and stood motionless at its edge seemly waiting for him to make the next move. Vinnie could only watch her not able to move any closer. Smiling and without turning her head she reached back opening her delicate fingers inviting him to take hold of her hand. Vinnie nervously took the invitation and once close enough he gently pulled her close to him.
Being enfolded by the strong muscular arms of her unsure companion she rests her head against his chest. Vinnie closed his eyes losing himself in the smell of her lilac scented crimson hair, the feel of her in his arms was strangely frightening but he wouldn't let that fear rob him, not this time. Whether it was the soft way she smiled or her hypnotic turquoise eyes that first captured his heart he was now hers completely. Finding a way back to his time became more and more unimportant as she gently turned to face him. As she reached her arms around his neck, as she leaned up to kiss him in a way that left them floating in an ecstasy that defied space and time.
The End ~{~