Shadows Chapter 3 [Rated: R/Lime] Silhouetted Hope
Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 1:35 am
<center>Shadows
Chapter 3: Silhouetted Hope
Rated: R (sexual content; language)
By Lady Casper
AN: Okay this chapter is going to spice things up a bit. Oh and after Chapter 4, expect shorter chapters (as being asked to shorten them) </center>
Darkness seemed to follow with each passing footstep made on the old dusted soil. Tombstones covered in soot and dead vines stood out in the ground, like walls trying to trap their next victim into forging company in its own sadness of fate.
She groaned in pain. How long had she been lying unconscious on the ground? The girl pulled herself up from off the dirt path. She was covered in dirt clods and stains from the dead grass. Running dirt clad fingers through her hair; she tried to shake out the sediments that were entwined in her blonde tresses.
Clouds of fog rolled over the floor of the cemetery, the chill spilling into the heat of her body causing a shiver to race up her spine.
What was this place?
It seemed so familiar to her but she couldn?t remember where. She felt out of place. Like she had to move inside; behind the cemented walls that took over most of the ground?s foundation.
Relena moved around on the walls that seemed to form a box; a cage, until she came across iron spears up at the top. Investigating the sudden change in material, she saw they were connected to an iron gate. Iron Gate?
Running her hands down the bars she almost jumped out of her skin when the gate opened its mouth to let her have a peak inside. Almost reading the curious girl?s mind, Relena peered inside to find more tombstones but only this time with statues of angels and warriors. Statues.
Her brow tensed up. Statues? What was it about them that called to her?
The squeaking sound of rust and metal made the woman spin on her heel to catch sight of her only escape closing. But before she could make a dash to them they swung hard against one another before locking itself. A curtain of vines covered the gaps between each bar.
Glancing around Relena noticed two sets of statues?holding hands. For every time she had visited the cemetery, she had never seen statues coupling. They were a pair. A man and a woman. In love. Relena suddenly gasped. Behind their backs two spans of clay created stunning wings. They hovered just above the couple?s head. Her sudden interest in them caused her not to hear deadly a caw behind her back. The second noise seemed to catch the maiden?s attention, making her turn swiftly around. Her heart beat skipped a beat.
Blue eyes still widened in shock flew to the sight of a large black bird. Aiming its jagged claws in hopes of piercing the girl?s skin; letting crimson stream down her pale body, while taking the last breath that could pass her lips. She wanted to scream but there wasn?t a voice she could use to scream; muted by sheer terror.
The claws glistened, their raggedness in the stealth moonlight hitting its side as it angled toward the girl. Relena pulled her arms over her head and started to fall. What did it want? Why was it trying to attack her? Shutting her eyes tightly she could feel hot tears wanting to be unleashed.
Instincts were screaming it was aiming to kill the politician. Her heart filled with sadness and regret as the she could hear the bird making its dive toward her. Pacing she waited for the collision of claws and flesh to be met before the smell of blood lifted into the air.
Nothing.
Just as the bird came out of nowhere, a warm presence took over her entire body. She strained her eyes to look. Red light emitted from her form. Shielding her from her giant bird predator. Bird? It had been caught as well in the light. The screeching pained her ears as she watched the thing scrawl about and stiffen and screamed its last breath before completely deteriorating. The light still sitting in mid air where the bird creature had once been slowly started to fade.
The red light turned to purple then violet lavender before turning completely pure blue.
?Fallen?from where?? The question spilled about her lips like an unspoken whisper touching her mouth without her knowing.
The swirls of light grew bright by the words but then slowly faded away. No remains of the bird, the light?nothing but those words echoed in her mind.
Blue cerulean eyes glazed over.
Fallen.
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The storm had come from nowhere. Slashing lights filled the air and cut through the dark clouds that had closed off any source of light. Flipping on the headlights, Trowa continued to mall over the possibility that Heero was in fact what the woman at the cabin had suggested or more of the lines proclaimed him to be. Fog rolled in masses blocking out anything more than four feet ahead of them.
Meanwhile Heero was looking dead at the documents Trowa had found awhile back. Pouring over word after word of the maiden with heavenly powers; from her description all the way down to her special abilities.
Catching sight of an ability he was pretty sure had been used earlier; he glanced over it. Telepathy- an ability where one can use their mind to send a message (wave link) or speak with talking through another?s mind.
Yes. That?s what he and Relena used to communicate. It had to be. Or he could be going insane but that voice sounded too much like Relena, which held depth and meaning, that he couldn?t take the risk of second-guessing.
The maiden?s abilities however cost physical energy which drained from her body and soul. It was fine if only used for small amount of time or low measures. Healing, telepathy, and pulling energy from natural resources around in the environment were practically the only thing that didn?t take much vigor out of the maiden.
His eyes shifted from the glowing screen of the laptop to the narrowing road. The rain started to come down harder as they neared the cape which was the closest to what the old woman had said.
It looked dreary from a mile away making Heero wonder what it would look like up close. The trees panned around the cliff end almost shifting away in fear of what lay beyond that peak.
Trowa started to slow the car down when the path of the street started to turn to a hard right then a left.
All the while Heero had his eyes trained on something below the peak. He couldn?t see anything. The fog becoming almost incredible, it rolled along every bit of space allowed possible. Narrowing his eyes, he started to make out a small opening just below the rocks as the edge became closer.
The rain swiftly shifted to downpour as Heero started to get out of the car. One thing on his mind. One person he knew he needed to be with. Save her.
Relena.
The cliff?s rocks moved as his foot formed its footing in the ground. A lonely light silhouetted the hidden cavern in the mouth of the ground work.
Thunder rolled along the night sky.
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The cold water ran down in the marble tub, swimming around the drain before falling into the holes of its doom. Turning the metal knob which let the heat pour out of the head faucet, Dameon stepped into the glass windowed shower. Sliding shut the fogged up door, he let the water take a hold of his body. Droplets splashed against the tan muscles as he just stood under the stream, letting it work its magic against his tense body.
Everything was changing now. He now had his princess under his thumb and all he needed now was the band on both fingers to finally complete the ritual. Of course he could always kill her and then take the powers right then and there but he wanted her. The princess with her luscious beautiful skin and the blonde tresses that curtained her heart shaped face, which adorned those sapphire shimmering eyes.
His body started to burn at the thought of the princess? and its wonderful features. Yes, soon it would be all his. The power, the respect, the lust that overwhelmed him and the princess that caused it.
The water ran down his back and over his long calves. He could feel himself become giddy with excitement like a young boy would over getting a present for his birthday. Once everything was done and over though he wasn?t sure what would be his first move.
Sure this was what he?d always wanted but then what about afterwards. When he married Relena he wasn?t thinking on anything after besides sex and lust-filled foreplay with her. That?s the only emotion he ever got from her.
Marriage. It didn?t really escape his mind that neither of them loved each other but he was definite on marriage because then no one but himself could have her. Her body, her mind and her heart if he so wished would be at his beck and call.
He remembered when his mother used to tell him, his father and her wedding day. She was emotional every time. Tears shedding as she retold the story to him when he was young before she went into her semi-comatose state.
His father had loved his mother dearly. Almost so much Dameon wondered if he was going to explode with all the gushiness his mother and father displayed. He wondered if maybe he should wait and let his feelings for Relena progress into affection.
Relena obviously didn?t love him but maybe in time with his company after being alone she would eventually fall into the relationship.
He ran his calloused fingers through his damp dirty blonde hair. The water began to turn colder. Dameon grunted, ?Can never get enough warm water.? Pulling back the steamed door he stepped out of the shower and onto the cool marble floor that matched the tub.
The cool air hit his body making it turn slightly red, he padded over onto the soft white flushed rug. His image was reflected from the mist on the mirror. Wiping his palm on the glass his image became clearer. The pale face staring at him seemed almost dead.
?Hm.? He pushed back his hair and ran his fingers through his hair again out of habit.
The issue was Relena being willed into the ceremony. Even the prophecy stated the maiden had to be willing to follow suit into the marriage.
He sighed. Relena would never allow it. She was too obsessed with that?ex gundam pilot. Dameon couldn?t help but laugh. Yes, that ex-gundam pilot who turned into her bodyguard. A lot of help he did her. It was child?s play to nab the princess.
That fool thought he had forever with Relena.
Dameon smirked again at his reflection. What man would pass up the chance to sleep with the once Queen of the Unified Nation? Obviously it was that idiot of a pilot. He remembered the conversation he was listening in on when he tapped Relena?s cell phone the night or so before he made his appearance by the alley way.
She was upset and crying on the phone to the woman he must assumed her to be a close friend, Hilde. She blubbered and said that she literally served herself on a silver platter for Heero to take her and he just stood there and told her to put her clothes back on, she had a better chance of catching a cold then finding any relationship with him.
She was silent on the phone most of the time after that, just listening to Hilde?s soothing words. Saying ?Heero didn?t mean it in a harsh way? or ?Don?t blame this on yourself, this was his doing not yours.?
Relena sniffled and then said she had an early appointment in the morning and she needed rest. That was the last Dameon heard on the whereabouts of that relationship.
Another thing obvious to anyone who glimpsed into her daily life that Relena was still very much in love with the pilot. Dameon?s hand formed into a fist but then loosened. All the pain that guy had put her through and yet she would always still loved him. He remembered the words that passed between both women before Relena fell silent for those past days.
?Hilde, as much as he has hurt me in the past and recently. I can never, not love him. I can never let go of my love for him. He?s the only reason I am standing here. I love him with all my heart and will continue to till the day I die.?
Grabbing the towel on the towel rack, Dameon pulled the towel around his waist and looked at himself again. His image seemed normal, just slightly pale which was confirmed from lack of sleep. He was pulling on his chin when all of a sudden it was no longer his chin but a dark slimmer one. Dameon glanced up to see it wasn?t his image at all.
A face with a bit of scars that were almost invisible lay on the left side cheek. Eyes that seemed almost alive on their own burned with a sapphire blue. Dameon gulped down a sudden log in his throat. His eyes widened in surprise by what he was seeing.
There in his mirror. Not his reflection staring at him but in fact the man he despised.
?Yuy.? He seethed through clenched teeth.
He stared blankly at the half nude man. Like a man standing in front of his mirror looking dead at his reflection. Heero?s image remained as if it was Dameon?s moments before.
?You! What the hell are you doing here?? He roared at the glass. Dameon didn?t get an answer. His fists started to tighten again. The slight red that covered his body from the heat was now burning up his face. Someone would have thought he could burn holes into what ever he was staring at.
What the hell was he doing here? In his bathroom. In his mirror? Trying to get the princess no less.
Dameon smirked, ?She?s mine now. You never had a chance, bastard.? The words didn?t seem to faze the pilot. Dameon glared but kept his smirk tight be greed. ?Even when you could have had a chance to sleep with her you blew it by not giving a damn. She wanted to give you her heart and soul and you just threw it back in her face; rejecting her as no more than a slut asking for another hit of pleasure.?
He laughed. ?You really are a fool, Yuy.?
Dameon felt confident now. Letting all that ego power up his self-assurance that Relena would be his and there wasn?t a damn thing Heero could do anything about it.
The image?s voice came from nowhere. Not even the mirror itself.
His husky deep voice came from nowhere, scaring Dameon almost. ?She has always been chosen for me. She is mine. As I am hers. I will always protect her.?
Anger started to build up in his gut, fuming and ready to burn anything touched by its flame. His knuckle turning white, he aimed it straight at the man?s face.
Glass shattered everywhere, skittering on the marble floor; a piece flew by and sliced a bit of his face. A light scratch but still bled.
Heero?s face was gone. Only a shattered mirror lay in front of his eyes; his face contoured in anger and madness.
Now, blood slowly shimmering on his cheek and blood oozing from his hand, he glowered.
?Bastard. She will no longer love you.?
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Grayness plagued the city streets. Everything hid in the darkness; in the shadows. Panting, lungs throbbing; chest rising and falling, the little boy ran as fast as life would take him. Dark brown hair flew into his face; blinding his Prussian eyes. Tears stinging the corners, he tried to run around the corner only loosing his balance.
Whispers. Hissing whispers raced around the darkened street. They chanted danger, violence?evil.
The boy pulled himself up from the ground again and started to run only to be caught up by his injured ankle. Pain thrived up his left ankle and traveled to his knee. The whispers started to come closer. Closer and closer, waiting to corner and take over the boy with fear.
The boy gulped hard; his throat ragged and swollen from running non-stop. It was the end. They were going to win and take him once and for all. They were going to get their way.
Tears wanted to shed for the guilt of failing.
The sheaths of claws that forged from the shadows started to come closer to the boy?s skin, ready to tear down the flesh and feed on his soul?s fear. It lightly touched him before a sudden burst of light shielded the boy from the creature?s touch.
It hissed in vengeance as its raspy fingers sizzled and burned. The glow of light silhouetted the young boy; a symbol of crimson appearing on his neck.
Before the creature could take another strike out of pure anger; a young girl formed from the light, levitating right in the creature?s path to the boy. Her eyes glowed firey blue, almost piercing its soul right then and there.
Glaring under her long lashes, she spoke sternly. ?You shall do no harm to him. Not while I live.?
The creature didn?t seem to take her words seriously as he tried to attack her this time. Bringing her hand up, a shafted glow formed before turning into pure silver. Its hilt had encrypted diamonds that seemed to have fallen from the midnight sky while a black thick leather strip wrapped its handle tightly.
Her eyes focused on her target, she pushed on the back of the blade facing the sleek form, slicing a wave of lightning from the blade and into the creature?s side. Within moments of touching it, the blade glowed brightly; lumps of flesh from the creature started to fall from its body, landing on the cold cement.
It screamed in fury and pain. Bringing its paw up on the side where she had cut, it screamed one last antagonizing growl before falling on the ground and dissipating into thin air.
The soft wind blew; the sword dimmed until it no longer put out radiance. The woman sighed, the small relief of victory and let her defense fall. The young boy sitting behind her leg looked up at her.
She smiled. Kneeling down she placed a hand on top of his chocolate mound, running her fingers softly through the brown tresses. ?It?s over now.?
Letting the hand fall from his head, her fingers came out in a gesture of help. The boy looked at the soft feminine hand before taking it and bringing his own in her grasp. It was warm and soft. He felt happiness in touching her. A smile, for the first time in his young life, graced his lips as she pulled him up. When he got his footing and stood next to her, he noticed she really was the same age as he was. Their hands never unlaced the fingers that clutched him.
?I am yours.? Her sweet voice whispered softly into his ear, making a shiver run up his spine.
?As I am yours.? He replied.
?I will always protect you.?
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Heero?s eyes flashed open. His breathing labored as he tried to calm his heart rate down.
That dream again.
He narrowed his eyes at his hands that weren?t even focusing. His mind was elsewhere. The beautiful blue eyes of the woman that saved him in the dream. She was young as he was in it. He had the same dream ever since he could remember.
Whenever he thought of the time he spent being trained, that dream kept him moving; willing and hoping to find that same girl with blue eyes and golden blonde hair that curved her face.
Subconsciously, he looked out toward the ocean. Standing at the cliff?s edge he could make out the view of the cave they were nearing closer. His heart quickened again as it did in the dream when she touched him.
?Relena?I will always protect you.? He whispered to the winds.
?Heero??
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Cerulean eyes opened slowly; even in the darkness, the poor light that came from the fireplace burned her eyes. A voice.
?Heero??
A masculine firm voice rose into the room. It?s vibration soothing to her.
?Relena, is that you?? The voice sounded surprised.
Warmth. She could feel a small clog form in her throat; the happiness that weld up inside her. She sniffled, ?Yes. Where are you??
Silence for a moment made Relena almost doubt the hope she felt before his voice lifted in the room again.
?I?m on my way to find you. We?re close so don?t worry alright.?
Confused a bit, Relena resounded what was spoken. ?We?re??
Silence again before she could hear him. ?Trowa is with me.?
They were both coming for her. The small hope that built up just by hearing his voice rose higher than anything she has felt while she was contained. Her friends were coming. They were on their way for her. Tears were no longer holding back their juice as they trickled down her face. ?Please hurry?? she whispered back.
She could feel him smile softly at her. Even if it was just a small tug at the corner of his mouth, she could sense it. ?Were on our way, just hang on a little while long-? The soft murmur of his voice ceased. Relena felt her heart stop.
?Heero??
Emptiness.
Her voice hiked up. ?Heero!? She sniffled, ?Heero, Answer me!??
?I would stop wasting my breath if I were you.? A hard voice spoke behind the wooden chestnut door that adjoined to the bathroom.
When had he come in? Was she out that long for her not to notice his entrance? How long had he been there watching her? Watching her sleep, watching her speak with Heero.
?What are you talking about? I don?t under-?
?Calling him won?t bring him back. My men are taking care of him as we speak.? That menacing laugh reached her ears, making them want to bleed yet again. ?Did you really think I would allow him to waltz in here and take you away into the night??
He smirked. ?I think not.? He pushed his body off the door and walked up toward Relena, closing off the space that kept him from his princess. Her blue eyes intensified as she narrowed as he approached her. She almost seemed dangerous, he thought.
?For I have waited far too long for this?? He brought two fingers against her chin and pulled her closer to him as he had done once before only closing his lips against her firm swollen ones.
Vile came up her throat; burning the inside with acid. Relena threw her arms up causing Dameon to break off his contact with her. Unfortunately he only found it interesting and pulled all of his weight over top of her and closed his lips on hers again. Relena kicked and tried to shake her head but his strength was stronger than her flimsy attempts at freedom.
She could already feel the bruising he was placing on her body from the pressure. He could snap her neck if he so desired now. Shockingly he pulled his lips away, licking them teasingly and smirked, that disgusting smirk, she loathed.
?As I said,? He looked into her widened eyes of fear and anguish, ?you are mine now. No one. Not a damn person. Shall have you but me.?
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Lightning laced into the clouds, showing off its spiritual light dance. Twisting the sky into a frenzy of electricity and a loud roar of triumph as the moon?s light was covered almost completely.
?Dammit!? A large hand came crashing into the dashboard of the black Lexus. Heero spat out with disgust. ?That bastard knew!?
Curiously Trowa glanced at him, ?Heero?were you just talking to Relena?? He couldn?t help wonder when Heero just suddenly spaced out while they were driving.
Beforehand Trowa had suggested there was a path they could drive when they inspected how far away they were from the cave. Heero was then just about ready to dive in when Trowa grabbed his shoulder and pointed it out.
Heero lowered his gazed, still glowering at the man that caused the connection between Relena and himself to be broken. ?Yes.? Trowa might think of him as mad now, maybe he was going mad in a fit of rage from loosing Relena but he knew it had to be her. Her sweet voice, he could almost smell her distinct smell of honeydew and melon.
He placed his hands in his lap and looked straight out of the window so his companion couldn?t make out his expression.
?I was.?
A small ?hm? of acknowledgement came from the other man before he turned his attention back on the dirt road that was beginning to get a little rougher as they made their descent.
?So my assumptions were correct. You really are who she said you would be.? That caught Heero?s attention. His eyes stunned and looking directly at Trowa could have been a dead give away if Trowa wasn?t in his own little world of figuring out the rest of the Prophecy in his head.
Heero finally managed to untangle his words from utter confusion to speak. ?What?!?
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The winds kicked up speed as the storm grew stronger and more defiant to break down or pass on like a normal storm would. The old shady shack was taking hits on every side. The wooden board?s covering the side windows shook as another collision with the wind beating down on its only defense.
A grimace plastered on the old woman?s face, she sat in front of the only window with no board except the one in the small kitchen. Her brow furrowed as the storm continued to befall out of control.
Closing her hands together in front of her, the old woman closed her eyes and began to pray.
?Save her. Guardian of Legacy. Save her with your love for her.? A lonely tear slipped unnoticed from the old woman?s eye.
?Please. She needs you more than ever now.? She whispered to the warm air as it passed by.
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?She is mine as I am hers.?
His words still rang in Dameon?s ears. His eyes continued to watch out of the foot length window that sat on the opposite side of his king sized bed.
How could that man believe he still had claim on Relena? He was obviously confident on getting her back.
He growled at his own reflection, ?You will never see her again let alone take her away, you fucking moron.? His fist started to become pure white from squeezing it with so much pressure.
The window was just about to feel how much he was pissed when two pairs of slender arms wrapped around his waist. ?Master, don?t worry so much on him. He?ll be meeting the army of specialized assassins soon enough.? Her seductive tone was her own special talent that he couldn?t disagree, had an effect on the male sex.
?It doesn?t matter. That bastard truly believes he will have Relena.? He felt the pain still throbbing in his jaw. ?And so does Relena.?
It was no surprise she had been fighting back when he made his advances on her. Or the fact that she was screaming and hollering but when she finally gotten free he was taken back by just how strong she was.
He was just about to pull her garments off when her hand came out of nowhere and struck him straight in the face. Anger built up inside him when he finally had taken realization she had hit him.
Pulling harder on her clothes and forcing her to be put under his weight, he was suddenly caught up in lustful anguish. But just as he placed his hands on her waist, her hand clutched into a fist had knocked him dead on in the jaw, making him fall off of her completely.
She pulled herself up and waited for his next advance. Not at all like any other girl who would have curled up in a ball and cried for mercy. Her blue cerulean eyes burned with intensity he only saw on a battlefield.
?You have some intense eyes there, Princess.? He stood up, wiping at his bloody lip with the back of hand. ?And a strong left hook. Too bad that won?t save you for long from me.?
?Heero will come,? She seethed through her clenched teeth, ?and when he does you will pay hell for your actions.? No sign of peace, not a bit of the pacifist way was emitting from her comment.
He was stunned.
?Master Dameon, don?t take it too hard that she hit you. She was frightened.? The woman purred in his ear.
?Kalli, I would hope you noticed she was not playing games. That woman in there was dead serious. She truly believes the love of her life will come riding in on a white horse and take her away from what she has made this her hell.? He murmured, his fists still turning white as snow.
She could feel the tension rising up his spine. Pressing her rouged lips against his earlobe, she let her hands slide down toward his waistband.
?Master, let me please you.? She purred again as she licked a line from his neck back to his ear.
?Kalli?I told you, once I had Relena this would cease.? He whispered. Her long fingers continued to play with the waistband until finally pushing her hand fully down his pants.
Dameon?s head fell backward and onto her shoulders. He sucked in a breath when she brushed up against him teasing his hardened member. ?Master just this once. If only to calm you.? She sucked on his exposed neck while continuing to touch him. She could already feel he needed release. That of course was her gift after all.
Spinning on his heel, he pushed her backwards. Ripping and pulling at her black skirt and then her blouse that always had shown cleavage until everything was on the floor.
?Master...? She panted, entangling her fingers through his dirty blonde hair. Taking off his pants he pressed himself up against her clothed center.
Her garments were becoming a nuisance. ?Take...them off.? She did as she was told. Pulling them off, she tossed them over the bed, landing in oblivious places.
He was already on her, licking and sucking her breasts while she nibbled on his neck and shoulder. Placing two fingers between her center he placed his thumb on the swelled lip and pressed down.
Her head flew back; crimson hair falling about her face. He took that opportunity and licked from her cleavage up to the tip of her chin then sucked on and blew on her taut skin.
Thrusting back and forth he kept his pace constant while sucking her nipple and foundling with its match. Her knees pulled themselves up and caught on to his waist.
?Oh, Master?please,? She begged; pleaded only making him harder.
He pulled his two now wet fingers from her, grabbed onto her thighs, pulling them apart and plunged his throbbing cock deep inside almost knocking her against the headboard.
Heat. Sweat. Pure lust.
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A small moan came from the young woman lying on the bed. Small trickles of blood shimmered from her lip. He had taken her hit and then swung one of his own nearly knocking her unconscious.
It was no surprise he had an anger that was so unstable. Nothing like Heero?s.
Pulling her exhausted body up, she set her feet to the floor. The warm rug almost inviting her, she pulled the rest of her body up until she was standing on two wobbly legs.
She was still shaking and her breathing wasn?t doing to well. Making her way from the bedroom she walked into the connecting bathroom not even pulling the door closed, she began to strip off her clothes. Blood had stained through them.
Turning on the faucet, cool water streamed from the mouth. Relena grabbed a cloth and dampened it by running it under the fresh liquid. Blood seemed to have become accustomed to her body. Even though he only hit her in the face she bled more than she had when her wrists were cut. Or maybe she was just as weak as everybody had assumed she was. How could she let him get that hit on her? She had her defenses up but never had seen the swing coming. Totally nude she felt hot and dirty.
She wouldn?t dare take a try in the shower. Not with that asshole running around and coming in whenever he pleased. For all she knew he would walk in on her while she bathing and take her right then and there. It brought a shiver of disgust and terror up the blonde angel?s spine.
?How am I going to get out of this?? She asked herself in the mirror. The urge to break the reflection became almost unbearable but she resisted. Too tired to pull a fist and crash it into solid glass.
Wrapping a warm cotton towel around her body she walked into the bedroom again. Clad in only a towel she began to feel a sudden chill running through the room. The fireplace was going but it didn?t seem to do a thing for her coldness. She was shivering from the inside out. It was obvious, something else had to be worn other than a towel.
A black dress with red hems around the bodice lay on the bed. She hadn?t even noticed it earlier. Was it clothing left behind from that woman?
She didn?t have any other clothing. The ones she was wearing when she was abducted were torn and bloody.
Sighing, Relena grabbed the dress and walked back into the bathroom, this time closing the door behind her.
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?How?s it going?? The American walked in to the room with a small smile on his face. He still looked pale and sick but the Chinese man wasn?t going to point that out.
Wufei nodded. ?Better. Any word on Relena and the others?? It had been almost a day and a half since he?d come into the hospital. The sudden attack seemed like a passing memory.
Duo shook his head, the long braid flapping as he did so. ?No, nothing yet.? Plopping down on the wooden chair next to the bed he leaned in. ?I?m starting to worry.?
?You mean you weren?t worried before?? The man smiled.
?Ah, shut up. You know what I mean.? Violet eyes cast down to the floor. ?I swear if anything were to happen to either of them. I would?I would lose it.? He stumbled before glancing back up at Wufei.
The room seemed too small; too confining. Not something someone would want to feel when lying in an uncomfortable bed with needles and machines beeping around you.
?I know.?
Just as Duo was about to say something the door swung wide open. A small brunette with curly hair waved at them. ?Duo! It?s Trowa he contacted me.? Catherine shrieked.
Both men stunned, looked at Catherine then at each other and then back at the bouncy auburn. ?What??
?He contacted me. He said they found Relena and they?re on their way of getting her. Isn?t that great!? Tears started to form in the corners of her eyes. Catherine started to hang around Relena a year or so ago when she had come to Trowa and her colony on a business trip. She went to visit Trowa for a bit and hit it off with Catherine ever since.
?They?re getting her.? She bounced.
Something was a mishap. Duo could feel it. Something wasn?t right. Of course he was happy his friends were okay but something about it didn?t feel right. The same feeling of dread washed over him more than when he heard of Relena disappearing from his place.
?Maxwell?? A voice called.
Duo turned to see Wufei was staring at him, concerned.
The American looked sick still, a pale complexion. ?What is it??
The God of Death stood up and shook off the feeling only to have it to return.
?Something isn?t right. It isn?t over not in the least.?
Silence fell in the room. Catherine just stood there, staring at the man who said they weren?t out of danger yet.
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Walking out of the bathroom, Relena walked back over to the bed when she caught a glimpse of something flickering in the farther corner of the room. A small candle stood lit burning the wick almost down to the end.
Against the wall, a statue stood. Feathers graced its body, a dress that deepened its every curve. Its eyes were closed but Relena could almost see them being blue like hers. Wings were sprout from the shoulder blades and hovered over figure?s head. In words, the image was stunning.
The bodice worn was cut so it fit the body perfectly. Relena titled her head slightly. It looked familiar. She was trying to remember when her eyes came across a soft glow starting to wrap around the statue and herself.
?What the?? Backing up she began to panic.
A lightning bolt slammed against the ground, shaking the room.
?Fallen?I?m the fallen.? A whisper kissed her lips.
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Standing in front of the window, a sheet clinging to his waist, Dameon eyed the storm.
?It?s almost time.?
The form lying in the bed, still tangled in bed sheets nodded. ?I will prepare her for the ceremony, Master.?
He smirked. It was time for the final act in his plan to come. Relena was almost his.
Another lightning hit the ground. Thunder rolled in the sky.
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?Trowa.? Heero called.
The man looked at him. ?I know.?
A quarter mile behind, engines could be heard roaring in the back, closing in closely.
?We?ve got company.? Heero pulled out the 22.magnum he had resting in his belt and pulled back on the top.
Trowa nodded, pressing down on the gas harder.
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Warmth engulfed her. The warm light caressed her skin as she watched the black feathers flutter around her. Rose petals blossomed and formed a circle.
?Heero??
<center>TBC?</center>
Chapter 3: Silhouetted Hope
Rated: R (sexual content; language)
By Lady Casper
AN: Okay this chapter is going to spice things up a bit. Oh and after Chapter 4, expect shorter chapters (as being asked to shorten them) </center>
Darkness seemed to follow with each passing footstep made on the old dusted soil. Tombstones covered in soot and dead vines stood out in the ground, like walls trying to trap their next victim into forging company in its own sadness of fate.
She groaned in pain. How long had she been lying unconscious on the ground? The girl pulled herself up from off the dirt path. She was covered in dirt clods and stains from the dead grass. Running dirt clad fingers through her hair; she tried to shake out the sediments that were entwined in her blonde tresses.
Clouds of fog rolled over the floor of the cemetery, the chill spilling into the heat of her body causing a shiver to race up her spine.
What was this place?
It seemed so familiar to her but she couldn?t remember where. She felt out of place. Like she had to move inside; behind the cemented walls that took over most of the ground?s foundation.
Relena moved around on the walls that seemed to form a box; a cage, until she came across iron spears up at the top. Investigating the sudden change in material, she saw they were connected to an iron gate. Iron Gate?
Running her hands down the bars she almost jumped out of her skin when the gate opened its mouth to let her have a peak inside. Almost reading the curious girl?s mind, Relena peered inside to find more tombstones but only this time with statues of angels and warriors. Statues.
Her brow tensed up. Statues? What was it about them that called to her?
The squeaking sound of rust and metal made the woman spin on her heel to catch sight of her only escape closing. But before she could make a dash to them they swung hard against one another before locking itself. A curtain of vines covered the gaps between each bar.
Glancing around Relena noticed two sets of statues?holding hands. For every time she had visited the cemetery, she had never seen statues coupling. They were a pair. A man and a woman. In love. Relena suddenly gasped. Behind their backs two spans of clay created stunning wings. They hovered just above the couple?s head. Her sudden interest in them caused her not to hear deadly a caw behind her back. The second noise seemed to catch the maiden?s attention, making her turn swiftly around. Her heart beat skipped a beat.
Blue eyes still widened in shock flew to the sight of a large black bird. Aiming its jagged claws in hopes of piercing the girl?s skin; letting crimson stream down her pale body, while taking the last breath that could pass her lips. She wanted to scream but there wasn?t a voice she could use to scream; muted by sheer terror.
The claws glistened, their raggedness in the stealth moonlight hitting its side as it angled toward the girl. Relena pulled her arms over her head and started to fall. What did it want? Why was it trying to attack her? Shutting her eyes tightly she could feel hot tears wanting to be unleashed.
Instincts were screaming it was aiming to kill the politician. Her heart filled with sadness and regret as the she could hear the bird making its dive toward her. Pacing she waited for the collision of claws and flesh to be met before the smell of blood lifted into the air.
Nothing.
Just as the bird came out of nowhere, a warm presence took over her entire body. She strained her eyes to look. Red light emitted from her form. Shielding her from her giant bird predator. Bird? It had been caught as well in the light. The screeching pained her ears as she watched the thing scrawl about and stiffen and screamed its last breath before completely deteriorating. The light still sitting in mid air where the bird creature had once been slowly started to fade.
The red light turned to purple then violet lavender before turning completely pure blue.
?Fallen?from where?? The question spilled about her lips like an unspoken whisper touching her mouth without her knowing.
The swirls of light grew bright by the words but then slowly faded away. No remains of the bird, the light?nothing but those words echoed in her mind.
Blue cerulean eyes glazed over.
Fallen.
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The storm had come from nowhere. Slashing lights filled the air and cut through the dark clouds that had closed off any source of light. Flipping on the headlights, Trowa continued to mall over the possibility that Heero was in fact what the woman at the cabin had suggested or more of the lines proclaimed him to be. Fog rolled in masses blocking out anything more than four feet ahead of them.
Meanwhile Heero was looking dead at the documents Trowa had found awhile back. Pouring over word after word of the maiden with heavenly powers; from her description all the way down to her special abilities.
Catching sight of an ability he was pretty sure had been used earlier; he glanced over it. Telepathy- an ability where one can use their mind to send a message (wave link) or speak with talking through another?s mind.
Yes. That?s what he and Relena used to communicate. It had to be. Or he could be going insane but that voice sounded too much like Relena, which held depth and meaning, that he couldn?t take the risk of second-guessing.
The maiden?s abilities however cost physical energy which drained from her body and soul. It was fine if only used for small amount of time or low measures. Healing, telepathy, and pulling energy from natural resources around in the environment were practically the only thing that didn?t take much vigor out of the maiden.
His eyes shifted from the glowing screen of the laptop to the narrowing road. The rain started to come down harder as they neared the cape which was the closest to what the old woman had said.
It looked dreary from a mile away making Heero wonder what it would look like up close. The trees panned around the cliff end almost shifting away in fear of what lay beyond that peak.
Trowa started to slow the car down when the path of the street started to turn to a hard right then a left.
All the while Heero had his eyes trained on something below the peak. He couldn?t see anything. The fog becoming almost incredible, it rolled along every bit of space allowed possible. Narrowing his eyes, he started to make out a small opening just below the rocks as the edge became closer.
The rain swiftly shifted to downpour as Heero started to get out of the car. One thing on his mind. One person he knew he needed to be with. Save her.
Relena.
The cliff?s rocks moved as his foot formed its footing in the ground. A lonely light silhouetted the hidden cavern in the mouth of the ground work.
Thunder rolled along the night sky.
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The cold water ran down in the marble tub, swimming around the drain before falling into the holes of its doom. Turning the metal knob which let the heat pour out of the head faucet, Dameon stepped into the glass windowed shower. Sliding shut the fogged up door, he let the water take a hold of his body. Droplets splashed against the tan muscles as he just stood under the stream, letting it work its magic against his tense body.
Everything was changing now. He now had his princess under his thumb and all he needed now was the band on both fingers to finally complete the ritual. Of course he could always kill her and then take the powers right then and there but he wanted her. The princess with her luscious beautiful skin and the blonde tresses that curtained her heart shaped face, which adorned those sapphire shimmering eyes.
His body started to burn at the thought of the princess? and its wonderful features. Yes, soon it would be all his. The power, the respect, the lust that overwhelmed him and the princess that caused it.
The water ran down his back and over his long calves. He could feel himself become giddy with excitement like a young boy would over getting a present for his birthday. Once everything was done and over though he wasn?t sure what would be his first move.
Sure this was what he?d always wanted but then what about afterwards. When he married Relena he wasn?t thinking on anything after besides sex and lust-filled foreplay with her. That?s the only emotion he ever got from her.
Marriage. It didn?t really escape his mind that neither of them loved each other but he was definite on marriage because then no one but himself could have her. Her body, her mind and her heart if he so wished would be at his beck and call.
He remembered when his mother used to tell him, his father and her wedding day. She was emotional every time. Tears shedding as she retold the story to him when he was young before she went into her semi-comatose state.
His father had loved his mother dearly. Almost so much Dameon wondered if he was going to explode with all the gushiness his mother and father displayed. He wondered if maybe he should wait and let his feelings for Relena progress into affection.
Relena obviously didn?t love him but maybe in time with his company after being alone she would eventually fall into the relationship.
He ran his calloused fingers through his damp dirty blonde hair. The water began to turn colder. Dameon grunted, ?Can never get enough warm water.? Pulling back the steamed door he stepped out of the shower and onto the cool marble floor that matched the tub.
The cool air hit his body making it turn slightly red, he padded over onto the soft white flushed rug. His image was reflected from the mist on the mirror. Wiping his palm on the glass his image became clearer. The pale face staring at him seemed almost dead.
?Hm.? He pushed back his hair and ran his fingers through his hair again out of habit.
The issue was Relena being willed into the ceremony. Even the prophecy stated the maiden had to be willing to follow suit into the marriage.
He sighed. Relena would never allow it. She was too obsessed with that?ex gundam pilot. Dameon couldn?t help but laugh. Yes, that ex-gundam pilot who turned into her bodyguard. A lot of help he did her. It was child?s play to nab the princess.
That fool thought he had forever with Relena.
Dameon smirked again at his reflection. What man would pass up the chance to sleep with the once Queen of the Unified Nation? Obviously it was that idiot of a pilot. He remembered the conversation he was listening in on when he tapped Relena?s cell phone the night or so before he made his appearance by the alley way.
She was upset and crying on the phone to the woman he must assumed her to be a close friend, Hilde. She blubbered and said that she literally served herself on a silver platter for Heero to take her and he just stood there and told her to put her clothes back on, she had a better chance of catching a cold then finding any relationship with him.
She was silent on the phone most of the time after that, just listening to Hilde?s soothing words. Saying ?Heero didn?t mean it in a harsh way? or ?Don?t blame this on yourself, this was his doing not yours.?
Relena sniffled and then said she had an early appointment in the morning and she needed rest. That was the last Dameon heard on the whereabouts of that relationship.
Another thing obvious to anyone who glimpsed into her daily life that Relena was still very much in love with the pilot. Dameon?s hand formed into a fist but then loosened. All the pain that guy had put her through and yet she would always still loved him. He remembered the words that passed between both women before Relena fell silent for those past days.
?Hilde, as much as he has hurt me in the past and recently. I can never, not love him. I can never let go of my love for him. He?s the only reason I am standing here. I love him with all my heart and will continue to till the day I die.?
Grabbing the towel on the towel rack, Dameon pulled the towel around his waist and looked at himself again. His image seemed normal, just slightly pale which was confirmed from lack of sleep. He was pulling on his chin when all of a sudden it was no longer his chin but a dark slimmer one. Dameon glanced up to see it wasn?t his image at all.
A face with a bit of scars that were almost invisible lay on the left side cheek. Eyes that seemed almost alive on their own burned with a sapphire blue. Dameon gulped down a sudden log in his throat. His eyes widened in surprise by what he was seeing.
There in his mirror. Not his reflection staring at him but in fact the man he despised.
?Yuy.? He seethed through clenched teeth.
He stared blankly at the half nude man. Like a man standing in front of his mirror looking dead at his reflection. Heero?s image remained as if it was Dameon?s moments before.
?You! What the hell are you doing here?? He roared at the glass. Dameon didn?t get an answer. His fists started to tighten again. The slight red that covered his body from the heat was now burning up his face. Someone would have thought he could burn holes into what ever he was staring at.
What the hell was he doing here? In his bathroom. In his mirror? Trying to get the princess no less.
Dameon smirked, ?She?s mine now. You never had a chance, bastard.? The words didn?t seem to faze the pilot. Dameon glared but kept his smirk tight be greed. ?Even when you could have had a chance to sleep with her you blew it by not giving a damn. She wanted to give you her heart and soul and you just threw it back in her face; rejecting her as no more than a slut asking for another hit of pleasure.?
He laughed. ?You really are a fool, Yuy.?
Dameon felt confident now. Letting all that ego power up his self-assurance that Relena would be his and there wasn?t a damn thing Heero could do anything about it.
The image?s voice came from nowhere. Not even the mirror itself.
His husky deep voice came from nowhere, scaring Dameon almost. ?She has always been chosen for me. She is mine. As I am hers. I will always protect her.?
Anger started to build up in his gut, fuming and ready to burn anything touched by its flame. His knuckle turning white, he aimed it straight at the man?s face.
Glass shattered everywhere, skittering on the marble floor; a piece flew by and sliced a bit of his face. A light scratch but still bled.
Heero?s face was gone. Only a shattered mirror lay in front of his eyes; his face contoured in anger and madness.
Now, blood slowly shimmering on his cheek and blood oozing from his hand, he glowered.
?Bastard. She will no longer love you.?
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Grayness plagued the city streets. Everything hid in the darkness; in the shadows. Panting, lungs throbbing; chest rising and falling, the little boy ran as fast as life would take him. Dark brown hair flew into his face; blinding his Prussian eyes. Tears stinging the corners, he tried to run around the corner only loosing his balance.
Whispers. Hissing whispers raced around the darkened street. They chanted danger, violence?evil.
The boy pulled himself up from the ground again and started to run only to be caught up by his injured ankle. Pain thrived up his left ankle and traveled to his knee. The whispers started to come closer. Closer and closer, waiting to corner and take over the boy with fear.
The boy gulped hard; his throat ragged and swollen from running non-stop. It was the end. They were going to win and take him once and for all. They were going to get their way.
Tears wanted to shed for the guilt of failing.
The sheaths of claws that forged from the shadows started to come closer to the boy?s skin, ready to tear down the flesh and feed on his soul?s fear. It lightly touched him before a sudden burst of light shielded the boy from the creature?s touch.
It hissed in vengeance as its raspy fingers sizzled and burned. The glow of light silhouetted the young boy; a symbol of crimson appearing on his neck.
Before the creature could take another strike out of pure anger; a young girl formed from the light, levitating right in the creature?s path to the boy. Her eyes glowed firey blue, almost piercing its soul right then and there.
Glaring under her long lashes, she spoke sternly. ?You shall do no harm to him. Not while I live.?
The creature didn?t seem to take her words seriously as he tried to attack her this time. Bringing her hand up, a shafted glow formed before turning into pure silver. Its hilt had encrypted diamonds that seemed to have fallen from the midnight sky while a black thick leather strip wrapped its handle tightly.
Her eyes focused on her target, she pushed on the back of the blade facing the sleek form, slicing a wave of lightning from the blade and into the creature?s side. Within moments of touching it, the blade glowed brightly; lumps of flesh from the creature started to fall from its body, landing on the cold cement.
It screamed in fury and pain. Bringing its paw up on the side where she had cut, it screamed one last antagonizing growl before falling on the ground and dissipating into thin air.
The soft wind blew; the sword dimmed until it no longer put out radiance. The woman sighed, the small relief of victory and let her defense fall. The young boy sitting behind her leg looked up at her.
She smiled. Kneeling down she placed a hand on top of his chocolate mound, running her fingers softly through the brown tresses. ?It?s over now.?
Letting the hand fall from his head, her fingers came out in a gesture of help. The boy looked at the soft feminine hand before taking it and bringing his own in her grasp. It was warm and soft. He felt happiness in touching her. A smile, for the first time in his young life, graced his lips as she pulled him up. When he got his footing and stood next to her, he noticed she really was the same age as he was. Their hands never unlaced the fingers that clutched him.
?I am yours.? Her sweet voice whispered softly into his ear, making a shiver run up his spine.
?As I am yours.? He replied.
?I will always protect you.?
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Heero?s eyes flashed open. His breathing labored as he tried to calm his heart rate down.
That dream again.
He narrowed his eyes at his hands that weren?t even focusing. His mind was elsewhere. The beautiful blue eyes of the woman that saved him in the dream. She was young as he was in it. He had the same dream ever since he could remember.
Whenever he thought of the time he spent being trained, that dream kept him moving; willing and hoping to find that same girl with blue eyes and golden blonde hair that curved her face.
Subconsciously, he looked out toward the ocean. Standing at the cliff?s edge he could make out the view of the cave they were nearing closer. His heart quickened again as it did in the dream when she touched him.
?Relena?I will always protect you.? He whispered to the winds.
?Heero??
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Cerulean eyes opened slowly; even in the darkness, the poor light that came from the fireplace burned her eyes. A voice.
?Heero??
A masculine firm voice rose into the room. It?s vibration soothing to her.
?Relena, is that you?? The voice sounded surprised.
Warmth. She could feel a small clog form in her throat; the happiness that weld up inside her. She sniffled, ?Yes. Where are you??
Silence for a moment made Relena almost doubt the hope she felt before his voice lifted in the room again.
?I?m on my way to find you. We?re close so don?t worry alright.?
Confused a bit, Relena resounded what was spoken. ?We?re??
Silence again before she could hear him. ?Trowa is with me.?
They were both coming for her. The small hope that built up just by hearing his voice rose higher than anything she has felt while she was contained. Her friends were coming. They were on their way for her. Tears were no longer holding back their juice as they trickled down her face. ?Please hurry?? she whispered back.
She could feel him smile softly at her. Even if it was just a small tug at the corner of his mouth, she could sense it. ?Were on our way, just hang on a little while long-? The soft murmur of his voice ceased. Relena felt her heart stop.
?Heero??
Emptiness.
Her voice hiked up. ?Heero!? She sniffled, ?Heero, Answer me!??
?I would stop wasting my breath if I were you.? A hard voice spoke behind the wooden chestnut door that adjoined to the bathroom.
When had he come in? Was she out that long for her not to notice his entrance? How long had he been there watching her? Watching her sleep, watching her speak with Heero.
?What are you talking about? I don?t under-?
?Calling him won?t bring him back. My men are taking care of him as we speak.? That menacing laugh reached her ears, making them want to bleed yet again. ?Did you really think I would allow him to waltz in here and take you away into the night??
He smirked. ?I think not.? He pushed his body off the door and walked up toward Relena, closing off the space that kept him from his princess. Her blue eyes intensified as she narrowed as he approached her. She almost seemed dangerous, he thought.
?For I have waited far too long for this?? He brought two fingers against her chin and pulled her closer to him as he had done once before only closing his lips against her firm swollen ones.
Vile came up her throat; burning the inside with acid. Relena threw her arms up causing Dameon to break off his contact with her. Unfortunately he only found it interesting and pulled all of his weight over top of her and closed his lips on hers again. Relena kicked and tried to shake her head but his strength was stronger than her flimsy attempts at freedom.
She could already feel the bruising he was placing on her body from the pressure. He could snap her neck if he so desired now. Shockingly he pulled his lips away, licking them teasingly and smirked, that disgusting smirk, she loathed.
?As I said,? He looked into her widened eyes of fear and anguish, ?you are mine now. No one. Not a damn person. Shall have you but me.?
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Lightning laced into the clouds, showing off its spiritual light dance. Twisting the sky into a frenzy of electricity and a loud roar of triumph as the moon?s light was covered almost completely.
?Dammit!? A large hand came crashing into the dashboard of the black Lexus. Heero spat out with disgust. ?That bastard knew!?
Curiously Trowa glanced at him, ?Heero?were you just talking to Relena?? He couldn?t help wonder when Heero just suddenly spaced out while they were driving.
Beforehand Trowa had suggested there was a path they could drive when they inspected how far away they were from the cave. Heero was then just about ready to dive in when Trowa grabbed his shoulder and pointed it out.
Heero lowered his gazed, still glowering at the man that caused the connection between Relena and himself to be broken. ?Yes.? Trowa might think of him as mad now, maybe he was going mad in a fit of rage from loosing Relena but he knew it had to be her. Her sweet voice, he could almost smell her distinct smell of honeydew and melon.
He placed his hands in his lap and looked straight out of the window so his companion couldn?t make out his expression.
?I was.?
A small ?hm? of acknowledgement came from the other man before he turned his attention back on the dirt road that was beginning to get a little rougher as they made their descent.
?So my assumptions were correct. You really are who she said you would be.? That caught Heero?s attention. His eyes stunned and looking directly at Trowa could have been a dead give away if Trowa wasn?t in his own little world of figuring out the rest of the Prophecy in his head.
Heero finally managed to untangle his words from utter confusion to speak. ?What?!?
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The winds kicked up speed as the storm grew stronger and more defiant to break down or pass on like a normal storm would. The old shady shack was taking hits on every side. The wooden board?s covering the side windows shook as another collision with the wind beating down on its only defense.
A grimace plastered on the old woman?s face, she sat in front of the only window with no board except the one in the small kitchen. Her brow furrowed as the storm continued to befall out of control.
Closing her hands together in front of her, the old woman closed her eyes and began to pray.
?Save her. Guardian of Legacy. Save her with your love for her.? A lonely tear slipped unnoticed from the old woman?s eye.
?Please. She needs you more than ever now.? She whispered to the warm air as it passed by.
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?She is mine as I am hers.?
His words still rang in Dameon?s ears. His eyes continued to watch out of the foot length window that sat on the opposite side of his king sized bed.
How could that man believe he still had claim on Relena? He was obviously confident on getting her back.
He growled at his own reflection, ?You will never see her again let alone take her away, you fucking moron.? His fist started to become pure white from squeezing it with so much pressure.
The window was just about to feel how much he was pissed when two pairs of slender arms wrapped around his waist. ?Master, don?t worry so much on him. He?ll be meeting the army of specialized assassins soon enough.? Her seductive tone was her own special talent that he couldn?t disagree, had an effect on the male sex.
?It doesn?t matter. That bastard truly believes he will have Relena.? He felt the pain still throbbing in his jaw. ?And so does Relena.?
It was no surprise she had been fighting back when he made his advances on her. Or the fact that she was screaming and hollering but when she finally gotten free he was taken back by just how strong she was.
He was just about to pull her garments off when her hand came out of nowhere and struck him straight in the face. Anger built up inside him when he finally had taken realization she had hit him.
Pulling harder on her clothes and forcing her to be put under his weight, he was suddenly caught up in lustful anguish. But just as he placed his hands on her waist, her hand clutched into a fist had knocked him dead on in the jaw, making him fall off of her completely.
She pulled herself up and waited for his next advance. Not at all like any other girl who would have curled up in a ball and cried for mercy. Her blue cerulean eyes burned with intensity he only saw on a battlefield.
?You have some intense eyes there, Princess.? He stood up, wiping at his bloody lip with the back of hand. ?And a strong left hook. Too bad that won?t save you for long from me.?
?Heero will come,? She seethed through her clenched teeth, ?and when he does you will pay hell for your actions.? No sign of peace, not a bit of the pacifist way was emitting from her comment.
He was stunned.
?Master Dameon, don?t take it too hard that she hit you. She was frightened.? The woman purred in his ear.
?Kalli, I would hope you noticed she was not playing games. That woman in there was dead serious. She truly believes the love of her life will come riding in on a white horse and take her away from what she has made this her hell.? He murmured, his fists still turning white as snow.
She could feel the tension rising up his spine. Pressing her rouged lips against his earlobe, she let her hands slide down toward his waistband.
?Master, let me please you.? She purred again as she licked a line from his neck back to his ear.
?Kalli?I told you, once I had Relena this would cease.? He whispered. Her long fingers continued to play with the waistband until finally pushing her hand fully down his pants.
Dameon?s head fell backward and onto her shoulders. He sucked in a breath when she brushed up against him teasing his hardened member. ?Master just this once. If only to calm you.? She sucked on his exposed neck while continuing to touch him. She could already feel he needed release. That of course was her gift after all.
Spinning on his heel, he pushed her backwards. Ripping and pulling at her black skirt and then her blouse that always had shown cleavage until everything was on the floor.
?Master...? She panted, entangling her fingers through his dirty blonde hair. Taking off his pants he pressed himself up against her clothed center.
Her garments were becoming a nuisance. ?Take...them off.? She did as she was told. Pulling them off, she tossed them over the bed, landing in oblivious places.
He was already on her, licking and sucking her breasts while she nibbled on his neck and shoulder. Placing two fingers between her center he placed his thumb on the swelled lip and pressed down.
Her head flew back; crimson hair falling about her face. He took that opportunity and licked from her cleavage up to the tip of her chin then sucked on and blew on her taut skin.
Thrusting back and forth he kept his pace constant while sucking her nipple and foundling with its match. Her knees pulled themselves up and caught on to his waist.
?Oh, Master?please,? She begged; pleaded only making him harder.
He pulled his two now wet fingers from her, grabbed onto her thighs, pulling them apart and plunged his throbbing cock deep inside almost knocking her against the headboard.
Heat. Sweat. Pure lust.
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A small moan came from the young woman lying on the bed. Small trickles of blood shimmered from her lip. He had taken her hit and then swung one of his own nearly knocking her unconscious.
It was no surprise he had an anger that was so unstable. Nothing like Heero?s.
Pulling her exhausted body up, she set her feet to the floor. The warm rug almost inviting her, she pulled the rest of her body up until she was standing on two wobbly legs.
She was still shaking and her breathing wasn?t doing to well. Making her way from the bedroom she walked into the connecting bathroom not even pulling the door closed, she began to strip off her clothes. Blood had stained through them.
Turning on the faucet, cool water streamed from the mouth. Relena grabbed a cloth and dampened it by running it under the fresh liquid. Blood seemed to have become accustomed to her body. Even though he only hit her in the face she bled more than she had when her wrists were cut. Or maybe she was just as weak as everybody had assumed she was. How could she let him get that hit on her? She had her defenses up but never had seen the swing coming. Totally nude she felt hot and dirty.
She wouldn?t dare take a try in the shower. Not with that asshole running around and coming in whenever he pleased. For all she knew he would walk in on her while she bathing and take her right then and there. It brought a shiver of disgust and terror up the blonde angel?s spine.
?How am I going to get out of this?? She asked herself in the mirror. The urge to break the reflection became almost unbearable but she resisted. Too tired to pull a fist and crash it into solid glass.
Wrapping a warm cotton towel around her body she walked into the bedroom again. Clad in only a towel she began to feel a sudden chill running through the room. The fireplace was going but it didn?t seem to do a thing for her coldness. She was shivering from the inside out. It was obvious, something else had to be worn other than a towel.
A black dress with red hems around the bodice lay on the bed. She hadn?t even noticed it earlier. Was it clothing left behind from that woman?
She didn?t have any other clothing. The ones she was wearing when she was abducted were torn and bloody.
Sighing, Relena grabbed the dress and walked back into the bathroom, this time closing the door behind her.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
?How?s it going?? The American walked in to the room with a small smile on his face. He still looked pale and sick but the Chinese man wasn?t going to point that out.
Wufei nodded. ?Better. Any word on Relena and the others?? It had been almost a day and a half since he?d come into the hospital. The sudden attack seemed like a passing memory.
Duo shook his head, the long braid flapping as he did so. ?No, nothing yet.? Plopping down on the wooden chair next to the bed he leaned in. ?I?m starting to worry.?
?You mean you weren?t worried before?? The man smiled.
?Ah, shut up. You know what I mean.? Violet eyes cast down to the floor. ?I swear if anything were to happen to either of them. I would?I would lose it.? He stumbled before glancing back up at Wufei.
The room seemed too small; too confining. Not something someone would want to feel when lying in an uncomfortable bed with needles and machines beeping around you.
?I know.?
Just as Duo was about to say something the door swung wide open. A small brunette with curly hair waved at them. ?Duo! It?s Trowa he contacted me.? Catherine shrieked.
Both men stunned, looked at Catherine then at each other and then back at the bouncy auburn. ?What??
?He contacted me. He said they found Relena and they?re on their way of getting her. Isn?t that great!? Tears started to form in the corners of her eyes. Catherine started to hang around Relena a year or so ago when she had come to Trowa and her colony on a business trip. She went to visit Trowa for a bit and hit it off with Catherine ever since.
?They?re getting her.? She bounced.
Something was a mishap. Duo could feel it. Something wasn?t right. Of course he was happy his friends were okay but something about it didn?t feel right. The same feeling of dread washed over him more than when he heard of Relena disappearing from his place.
?Maxwell?? A voice called.
Duo turned to see Wufei was staring at him, concerned.
The American looked sick still, a pale complexion. ?What is it??
The God of Death stood up and shook off the feeling only to have it to return.
?Something isn?t right. It isn?t over not in the least.?
Silence fell in the room. Catherine just stood there, staring at the man who said they weren?t out of danger yet.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Walking out of the bathroom, Relena walked back over to the bed when she caught a glimpse of something flickering in the farther corner of the room. A small candle stood lit burning the wick almost down to the end.
Against the wall, a statue stood. Feathers graced its body, a dress that deepened its every curve. Its eyes were closed but Relena could almost see them being blue like hers. Wings were sprout from the shoulder blades and hovered over figure?s head. In words, the image was stunning.
The bodice worn was cut so it fit the body perfectly. Relena titled her head slightly. It looked familiar. She was trying to remember when her eyes came across a soft glow starting to wrap around the statue and herself.
?What the?? Backing up she began to panic.
A lightning bolt slammed against the ground, shaking the room.
?Fallen?I?m the fallen.? A whisper kissed her lips.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Standing in front of the window, a sheet clinging to his waist, Dameon eyed the storm.
?It?s almost time.?
The form lying in the bed, still tangled in bed sheets nodded. ?I will prepare her for the ceremony, Master.?
He smirked. It was time for the final act in his plan to come. Relena was almost his.
Another lightning hit the ground. Thunder rolled in the sky.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
?Trowa.? Heero called.
The man looked at him. ?I know.?
A quarter mile behind, engines could be heard roaring in the back, closing in closely.
?We?ve got company.? Heero pulled out the 22.magnum he had resting in his belt and pulled back on the top.
Trowa nodded, pressing down on the gas harder.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Warmth engulfed her. The warm light caressed her skin as she watched the black feathers flutter around her. Rose petals blossomed and formed a circle.
?Heero??
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