Date: Sat, 30 Oct 2010 06:42:44 +0000
From: gtr01r@hotmail.com
Subject: La lumi�ère et l'Obscurit�é Unie / Light and Darkness United - Chapter 1

La lumière et l'Obscurité Unie / Light and Darkness United - Chapter 1

This story is all fiction. Any similarities of characters and events with
real life is purely coincidental. It will contain scenes of sex and
love-making between the 2 primary teenage boy characters in later chapters,
and if that content disturbs you, you are free to leave at any time. All
local National and State laws apply.

Please E-mail all questions and comments to gtr01r@hotmail.com

Thanks and I hope you enjoy the story.

Chapter 1

In the high class Eighth Arrondissement of Paris, Elysee, in two wondrous
villas that seemed to reach the sky, there lived two friends. Two boys in
their early teens, the first Johnathan, a cheeky pretty strawberry blonde
thirteen year old who was always on the look-out for adventure, and the
second being fourteen year old Andrew, a more serious-looking brunette boy
with a healthy amoutn of freckles, who at times was cheeky but not like
that of his friend, but who found himself always having to look out for his
friend, always undoing the trouble Johnathan caused between the two
households, and to the local townspeople.

They've had many adventures together over the years, proving the innocence
of many supposed criminals and proving the guilt of those who really did
commit the crime always seemed to be their most popular cases. Because of
this the townspeople who lived near them never did hold a grudge for long,
knowing that they could be their salvation at any moment. And even when
they got annoyed at Johnathan for his pranks, Andrew was always the one to
calm those subjected to the pranks and make them forgive Johnathan, and to
know it was only in good fun.

Little did they know that their biggest adventure was only in the making.
The days that follow will change their lives forever, in more ways than
one. It would test their skills and limits and more importantly their
friendship, on many different levels.

On the outskirts of where they lived, on the countryside there was a
magnificent villa. One that stood on a hill opposite a river, overlooking
the entire countryside. The estate on which the villa stood was vast, but
not well-kept. The owner Marquise De Tromperie hadn't been heard from in
years, everyone knew she hadn't died because if she had, everyone would
have attended her funeral. She was known for her kindness to those around
her and always helping those less fortunate, but for the past five years no
one had heard from her. Right to the point that most but not all had
forgotten who she was, and even more importantly forgot that she owned the
villa overlooking the countryside.

But those who did remember her, remembered her because of the rumours that
were made and spread. One of the more prominent rumours that were spread
was that the Marquise had gone insane. That due to her old age of thirty,
she thought her life was soon to be nothing left, that the reaper was at
her door. The knocking that she heard at night while she laid in bed was
what was said to have driven her insane. Then there was the matter of her
vanity; while she was kind and didn't mind looking at those around her who
didn't have the `gift' of beauty as she often called it, she couldn't deal
with herself getting old and becoming ugly, she did everything in her power
to stay young and fair, some even say she made a pact with the devil
himself so she would become immortal and keep her stunning, youthful looks.
Of course these were only rumours that the townspeople made up... or were
they?

Of course no-one knew the truth except for the Marquise herself. And then
there were those who believed she had made the deal and turned herself into
the queen of darkness, but those people were just crazy, old fools that no
sane person would take note of. The nobility were too concerned with their
owns lives to take any real interest in the Marquise, that is except for
Johnathan and Andrew who had heard the tale of the `Corrupt Marquise' from
Andrew's grandfather. He was the oldest man in the Arrondissement they
lived in, and wasn't taken too seriously by anyone except for the two
boys. Andrew's father and mother always told them never to listen to him,
that he was just living the stories he fantasised about in his heard. They
often got angry with him because of the influence he would have on the
boys, telling tales of winged horses that came from heaven, a three headed
dog that guarded the gates of hell, and among other things the story of how
he'd met the legendary dragon master Sly.

The boys always listened intently when they were with him, performing
together the stories he told them later on, when it was just them alone.
Though on the day that they asked him about the villa in the countryside,
the story he told them only made them want to explore. He told them all
about the Marquise De Tromperie, about her kindness, her beauty, all the
things that drew the public to her he told them. But then he told them
about her secrets that only those who she was close to knew, secrets that
attracted them to searching the villa's grounds.

"She was a lady who to the public appeared harmless, well mannered, and
kind. But within the walls of the villa there the beast stirred, she was
cruel and harsh, ordering her servants around as if they were dogs. Playing
games with several men, seducing them, persuading them to believe they
loved her. Capturing their hearts and abusing them, throwing them away to
the earth when she was done with them, when they had fulfilled her needs.
Within the households we knew her real personality and became infatuated
with how she held her mask up to the world. She was never pleased with the
many leisure activities that the nobility indulged in, no she was bored
easily; only one game kept her attention and that was when she was playing
with people's minds. She enjoyed being outwardly neutral to those around
her, while possessing the quality of being the one who ignites the fire and
only needs to watch and wait till it extinguishes. She was an evil woman,
but when with her, her qualities let you forget who you're with, in
particular among her skills was the `way with words' she had."  explained
the grandfather.

Little did the two boys know just how true the words he spoke were, and
that he had a firsthand experience from which to draw them from.


Story by GTR01R