Title:Dark Kingdoms
Author:ladyE
Summery:A cross over betwwen forever knight and the
10th Kingdom.The story begins just before the eppisode
ashes to ashes on forever night and a year and a half
after the movie of the 10th Kingdom ends. It has
Virginia meet Vachon after having an accident on
her bike and under enchantment turns her into a
Vampire.  
Fandom:The Tenth Kingdom and Forever Knight.
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with NBC or
hallmark Entertainment the rights owners of the
Tenth Kingdom. Or Any of many networks that own
Forever
Knight.This is for entertainment purposes only. No
copyright infringment is intended!
Feedback: ladye@myself.com
Distrabution: List/ archive websiteChapter 2


Wolf returned home early the next evening eager to see
Virgnia. He really hated leaving her in New York
alone, but he also knew how miserable she was being
around her new stepmother. Her name was Ariella, and
she was quite a wealthy woman in the Nine Kingdoms. A
little snobbish for his tastes, but she was very
pleasant most of the times he has visited. Wolf
figured Virginia's personal dislike of Ariella wasn't
due to the woman's faults. It was more of dedication
to her mother's memory. That's one reason they decided
to make their life in New York. It gave her a chance
to start over and raise their son in a semi normal
environment. Wolf thought about his wife and son as he
strolled threw the park. He loved them both so much.
Remembering back on the day that Lucas was born. Both
terrified and excited he stood by Virginia's side the
whole time even when she threatened to rip of his
tail. That got a few unusual looks from the nurses,
but he just stood besides her wishing he could take
the pain away. Virginia hadn't taken the entire
pregnancy very well and spent three month in bed. So
when she started into labor he could tell she was
irritated antsy and ready to get it over with. From
that moment on they became a real family. Wolf loved
watching his son grow up and learn new things. Being
one fourth wolf Lucas had inherited some of his dad's
wolfie traits. He had a very acute sense of smell,
hypnotic vision and of course a wolves appetite. Wolf
remembered Lucas's first step and word which was of
course cripes. Lucas was the center of their lives and
not day went by that Wolf wasn't grateful for him. 
Lost in thought he almost hadn't noticed the group of
people gathered on the path ahead.
"Don't touch anything!" One of the many police
officers instructed loudly. "This is a potential crime
scene!" 
Wolf stood on his toes to see exactly what the
commotion was about. He saw something shiny lying in
the path but couldn't quit see what it was. He
shrugged and made his way around the crowd eager just
to get home. 
"Who's bike do you think it is?" He heard one officer
ask the other quietly.
"It's not registered so I'm not sure. Some punk kid
probably ripped it of and then took a spill." The
other officer replied. Wolf turned suddenly and began
to push his way threw the crowd. As he approached the
front he saw Virginia's bike twisted lying on the
ground. Near laid a small puddle of blood. Fear seized
him as he backed away from the crowed making a mad
dash toward their apartment. 
Wolf hadn't noticed how big the Park actually was
until that day. Every step seemed to take him further
instead of closer to Virginia. By the time he had
reached the apartment night had begun to fall and true
terror grasp at his heavy chest. On approaching the
Ir. apartment door he noticed it unlocked. Slowly he
opened the door finding the living room quiet. 
"Virginia!" he called closing the door behind him. He
waited for a moment but no one answered. Wolf made his
way toward the bedroom hoping to find her sleeping
peacefully. As he peered inside he noticed the bed was
made and everything seemed undisturbed. He walked into
the room and could smell Virginia. He noticed the
blouse lying on the floor, bending to retrieve it. He
saw the large blood stain soaked into the collar and
sleeve. Wolf held it tightly to his chest staring at
the closed bathroom door. He knew Virginia was in
there but he couldn't hear her breath or soft heart
beats. 
'Virginia?" Wolf called out again almost crying. He
reached for the handle and slowly turned the knob his
hands shaking. As the dim light of the bedroom peered
into the dark bathroom Wolf reached over to flip on
the switch and the light flickered on. He saw the pink
water covered floor and closed his eyes. He could
smell her. She was in this room but as he listened
beginning to hear her breath, to feel her heart beat,
he knew she couldn't be alive. 
"No, please no" He whispered softly slowly opening his
eyes. He turned his head slowly and saw his wife lying
naked on the bathroom floor. Wolf's legs felt heavy as
he collapsed onto the floor and crawled toward
Virginia. She couldn't be dead! 
"Huff-puff no!" he sobbed reaching for her. Her skin
was cool and pale to his soft touch. He pulled the
limp Virginia into his lap and cradled her toward his
chest howling. He sat angry and terrified. How could
he live without his Virginia! He placed a kiss against
her closed eyes and lifted her from the floor and
carrying her into the bedroom. He struggled to keep
her up in his weakening grasp as he laid her gently on
the bed. What was he going to do? Who would he call?
He turned to ask Virginia subconsciously then the full
realization that it was her lying on the bed dead
grasp him again. 
"No! Not my heart!" He howled knocking a lamp onto the
floor. He looked away from Virginia and saw the
picture of them taken at the hospital when Lucas was
born. "A wolf mates for life!" Echoed in his mind as
he pictured Virginia alive sitting across from him.
Wolf lifted the picture from the dresser running
across Virginia's face. Just then Virginia let out a
large gasp for air sitting up. Startled Wolf dropped
the picture on the floor shattering the glass.
"Virginia!" Wolf looked shocked. " How? You weren't!
Your alive?" He rushed toward the bed gathering her
toward him. Virginia sat quietly and cold trying to
figure out what he was talking about.
"Of course I'm alive!" She practically screamed. "Wolf
you crushing me!" Wolf loosened his grip on her and
began to cry more. 
"When I came in an found you on the floor, naked your
heart not beating, I thought..." He trailed off suddenly
releasing her. Your heart is still not beating. 
"What are you talking about!" She grabbed her robe of
the closet hook and glared at him. "If you're trying
to be funny Wolf now is not a great time! After last
night..."
"Last night?" He interrupted her. "I saw your bike in
the park. What happened?" 
"It's all kinda fuzzy, but I'm pretty sure I got
knocked out!" She walked over to the dresser to
retrieve some socks. "I remember dreaming that Mom was
there in the park and she told me that Vachon was
going to help me!"
"Vachon? Who's Vachon?" He asked her confused.
"I'm not sure, but anyway there was this light and
then Vachon showed up to help me because I was hurt
really bad." Virgina said slipping on a sock. "But he
turned into a monster instead of a savior. It's funny
but it's like I know him!" She laughed pulling on the
other sock. Wolf looked at her even more confused.
Besides the very important fact that she had no
heartbeat, she was also talking about monsters!
"Virginia you need to see a doctor now!" Wolf reached
over to grab her arm.
"I will not I feel fine! See!" She turned around to
show him where she had hit her head. "It wasn't that
bad. It doesn’t even hurt anymore!" She turned and
kissed him on the mouth. Overly grateful that she was
still alive Wolf lifted her deepening his kisses
passionately. Maybe something has happened to his
hearing while he was away. After all women without
heartbeats just don't go around kissing their
husbands.
"Now about that promise!" She smiled playfully. "As I
recall Dad still has Lucas for a few more days!" She
pushed Wolf back onto the bed untying her robe. Wolf
looked up at her naked body wanting to make love to
her more than he had ever wanted to before.
Seductively she leaned over him discarding the robe
beside the bed. Wolf reached up and pulled her hard
against him kissing her hungrily. Virginia slid her
hands down to his waist to unfasten his pants but was
caught by Wolf's own hand tumbling her on to her back.
Quickly Wolf pulled of his clothes laying them with
Virginia's robe on the floor, then lifted his self
over her. Wolf gazed into her eyes filled with desire.
He reached down and touched her check finding her skin
cool causing him to draw back.
"What is it?" Virginia asked touching his face.
"You're cold and you look a little pail. Maybe this
isn't..." She stilled mouth with her fingers.
"I'm fine. I just need someone to warm me up that's
all." She pulled him toward her again in a hearty
kiss. Wolf forgot his doubts and began to deepen the
kisses pulling her closer and closer to him feeling
her body pressed firmly against him. He moved to
capture one of her breasts in his mouth lavishing
kisses across her chest. He felt her buck against him
as he nipped at the harden nipple and then captured it
fully in his teeth. Virginia moaned softly pulling
Wolf even closer to her. Slowly he moved to the other
breast repeating the process until she was to wet with
anticipation to be ignored.
"Now!" She screamed lifting his head and forcing him
on his back. Forcefully she straddled him impelling
herself on his long hard length. Wolf grabbed at her
thighs pulling her deeper nearer. An explosion of heat
waved arose between them as she began to more slowly
then hungrily rocking faster and faster causing even
greater heat within her. Wolf arched and moved
caressing he butt and pushing her faster and deeper.
Virginia closed her eyes moving rhythmically. A new
sensation seized her. She felt hungry and could here
Wolf's heart beating wildly. She opened her eyes to
reveal their green glow. She began to caress his broad
chest while she moved then reached to touch his neck.
The musty smell of sweat and desire increased her
appetite quickly she moved up to capture his neck in
her mouth. Wolf looked up in time to see Virginia's
glowing eyes and pushing her away from his neck.
Violently she pressed forward with a great strength.
Pinning him back down onto the bed barring her fangs.
Wolf pushed with all his might throwing Virginia onto
the floor. Virginia fell fast backward and hit the
wall sliding onto the floor. Wolf leapt out of the bed
his full wolf senses at alert.
He reached up to reveal a small scratch across his
neck.
"What are you?" He screamed reaching for his clothes.
"I don't know?" She cried pulling her knees to her
chest. Tears spilled out of her now normal eyes. "I'm
scared Wolf! I can't remember everything that
happened." Wolf approached her cautiously.
"The man Vachon? You said you know him?" She looked up
and nodded unsure.
"But he was just a part of my dream!" She stretched
rested her weary head against her knees.
"I'm not so sure it was a dream." He growled under his
breath. "Who ever did this I promise will pay!" With
that he handed Virginia her robe and helped her to her
feet. What ever had happened he would get to the
bottom of it? His Virginia's life depended on it.
 
 
 
Vachon pulled a chair up at the Raven grateful to be
back home. Images of Virginia and the entire New York
events played in his mind as he swallowed the dark red
liquid. 
"Back from escapades in New York I see." LaCroix
resonate voice broke his mental block. "I see the city
found you well." He added mocking Vachon's obvious
frazzled state.
"I ran into some trouble, that's all." He pulled at
his leather jacket and took another long swallow.
LaCroix looked right threw his obvious lie and
grinned.
"I see." He purred mockingly. "Vachon perhaps you
should quit spending so much time with these humans.
You're starting to sound so obviously like them."
Vachon looked up unmasked just as Nick Knight
approached. 
"Nicholas." LaCroix announced. "To what do we owe the
unexpected surprise? Work or pleasure." Nick glared at
LaCroix even less entertained than Vachon. "I can see
I'm not wanted!" LaCroix teased faultily. "Perhaps it
is for the best. You two seem to have a lot in
common." With that he strolled away to leaving the two
to talk. 
"What's that about?" Nick asked gesturing toward
LaCroix. Vachon looked up breifly then turned his
attention back toward his drink.
"LaCroix seems to think mortality is catchy around
here!" He answered flatly.
"Do you think he's right?" Nick asked interested.
"I think if you’re here to see me then you have a
question or need a favor, right?" 
"There was a mysterious murder down town a couple of
days ago. They found a man with a stake threw his
heart." Nick sat down on the seat next to Vachon.
"Was he?" Vachon looked up from his drink.
"No, I just wanted to know if you've heard anything." 
"I just got back in town. But if I hear anything I'll
let you know." Vachon stared straight-ahead thinking
about New York again.
"Thanks." Nick answered sarcastically back then turned
ready to leave, but instead turned back toward him.
"Is something wrong?" He asked faking concern. Vachon
glanced side ways then looked straight ahead again.
"Do you believe in that fairy tale stuff. Ya know like
fairies and dragons kinda things." Nick stared back at
him smiling amused.
"I know that people once made up stories to scare
children into doing what they think is right, and I
know that they are things that we can't explain in the
world. Why do you ask?" Vachon sat his drink down
running his thumb across the side.
"I met a girl in New York who believes in that kinda
stuff. Let's just say it was her life." He picked up
the glass and drained it.
"Sounds like an interesting life." Nick humored him.
Vachon nodded his head and let his mind slip away to
the park. Events of the night replayed in his mind.
What ever it was about this woman he wished for
nothing but to for get everything that had happened.
He watched Nick turn and began to leave.
"If I hear anything..." Vachon answered staring ahead.
"I know you'll let me know." Nick turned and left the
Raven. Vachon sat there for a long time thinking about
Virginia. He had left New York to think and returned
home with more questions than he had before. Did he
really believe in this fairytale stuff? The truth is
he didn't believe in vampires either, but I guess he
had already proven that wrong. He stood up and left
the Raven the night was calling. LaCroix watched him
leave intrigued. 
"Vachon with a sudden interest in fairy stories?" He
looked very amused wondering what king of girl could
be the source of such worry. Whom ever it was he
believed would reveal themselves in due time. For the
moment he had more pressing engagements to entertain.