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Warning - Just as a heads up, this story lives up to the M rating right of the bat in this first chapter. Do not read if you shouldn't be

Triple Agent - Chapter One

'Colette, come here for a second…' Zelos called over to the blonde stood a ways behind him, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do. Colette stepped nervously to his side, grabbing his arm with both of her hands. The man patted her gently, his resolve coming close to cracking.

'Fuck' Zelos thought to himself, unable to look the girl in the face, afraid his courage would leave him 'I can't blow this, not now'

Taking a steadying breath, Zelos led Colette further into the sanctum until she stood on the hidden warp pad he had been instructed to place her on. The red haired Chosen took one last look back at the seven people he had come to care so much for. Seeing the trust they placed in him gave him the perspective he needed. If he didn't do this, there was no way they could stop Mithos, and everything they had worked for would be for nothing. Taking a deep breath, Zelos struck the pillar at his side in a precise spot and the performance of his life began.

The ground beneath Colette's feet jerked upwards slightly, and became bathed in a faint green glow. A battalion of armoured angels appeared as if from nowhere, their emotionless eyes trained on their prize below. A shadow pooled on the altar, high above the stunned party, giving shape to Pronyma herself.

'Good work, Chosen' she said with malice, gazing down at the scene before her with barely concealed glee. The Grand Cardinal activated the corresponding warp panel and Colette was transported up onto the dais beside her.

'Lloyd!' the stricken blonde cried, reaching towards her companions in terror.

'Colette!' the brunette roared, hands flying to the hilts of his fathers swords, he turned disbelievingly to face the red haired Chosen 'What's going on Zelos?'

'Damn, Lloyd…' Zelos drawled, his lips curling up into a vicious smile 'you really are the dumbest bastard in both worlds'. Crouching low to the ground, the man pushed into the air in an effortless leap. Arcing over head he landed gracefully between Pronyma and Colette.

'You pathetic creatures' Pronyma smirked; shaking her head 'Zelos has been our spy from the very beginning' she spoke with apparent glee. Zelos cringed inwardly; he truly hated how that woman revelled in other people's misery.

'No…' Sheena whispered, staring at the red head, breaking the silence that had fallen over the dumbstruck group 'you deceived us?'

'Please…' Zelos sneered 'I always side with the winning team, babe. You know that. I just had to scope out the competition, that's all. It was a simple matter of weighing in Cruxis, those idiot Renegades…' he gave a harsh laugh 'and all of you people. All things considered, you folks came in dead last. But you don't need me to tell you that, right?'

'I…I can't believe this' Lloyd muttered, staring, eyes refusing to see, arms falling slack against his sides 'I wont believe this…'

'Believe it, worm' Pronyma cut in disdainfully, moving up behind Zelos, her lips brushing against his ear. Zelos forced himself to respond positively, leaning back into her touch, reaching a hand up behind him and twisting his fingers into her green streaked hair, pushing her closer. Looking down at Raine, he almost lost his composure, the heartbreak on her face was absolute and the tears pooling in her eyes was nearly his undoing. He couldn't afford to lose focus on this now; the fallout would have to wait until later, if there even was a later.

'In the end I chose this side…' Zelos smirked, feeling Pronyma's cold lips trace down the back of his neck and her sharp nails raking up his stomach, under his black vest. Raine's fingers gripped her staff tighter, her knuckles turning bone white. 'Because Mithos agreed to release me from my fate as a Chosen, so I win, the title and prestige will pass to Seles, so she wins, and he gets the vessel he's been dying to get his little hands on, so he wins' Zelos smiled cruelly at the defeated party 'the only losers in this deal are you fools. You who fell for the con, hook, line and sinker'

'You hate being the Chosen so much…' Regal spoke up, as disbelieving as any of them 'that you would betray your friends?'

'Friends?' Zelos spat, making his words count 'Don't make me laugh. Not one of you ever truly trusted me. Don't feel bad or anything, I mean, I did deceive you and all…' he spun in Pronyma's grip, reversing their position, pulling her back flush against his chest. 'Lets get going' he said in a low whisper, darting his tongue out to trace the shell of her pointed ear, causing her to gasp and grind herself against him.

'We leave the rest to you' Pronyma ground out distractedly, not even looking across to the angel commander, shuddering when Zelos grazed her neck with his teeth. The winged soldier gave a sharp nod in acknowledgement, raising his spear in signal to the surrounding angels. Immediately the battalion closed ranks and drew their weapons as one, advancing on the party.

'I still trust you, Zelos!' Lloyd yelled pleadingly 'you hear me? I still trust you!'

Zelos laughed harshly again, and cast Lloyd a pitying look. For a second, the man's eyes darted to the silver haired teacher. She had slid down to her knees; hands still gripping her staff, tears were now flowing freely down her pale face. Something in Zelos' face must have faltered because the woman blinked confusedly, her eyes narrowing minutely.

'Fuck' thought Zelos for the second time 'Raine if you think something's up, for the love of Martel, don't say anything' he willed desperately.

'Pathetic' Pronyma spat at the determined boy, reclining deeper into Zelos' embrace. Casually she re-activated the transporter and, along with her ally and her captive, began to fade from view in a haze of light.

'Lloyd!' Colette shrieked in desperation, held down by the two remaining angel guardians.

The last thing Zelos saw before the transporter sent him away was Raine blasting one of the angels into dust with an overwhelming surge of white magic.

'Keep fighting, Raine' he thought, allowing himself a small genuine smile 'I'll come back to you as soon as I can'

The small group materialised deep within the confines of the Tower of Salvation. The silence was disturbed only by Colette who had begun to sob quietly; the poor girl could not understand why her friend was doing this.

'Enough of your snivelling, brat' Pronyma hissed at the crying blond. She gestured to the two angel guards flanking their prisoner 'take her to Lord Yggdrassil' Colette looked up at Zelos with her watery blue eyes, a pleading expression on her face. Zelos took a discreet breath and lowered his voice so far, that only the young angel's highly tuned senses could hear him.

'Colette, I need you to trust me' he whispered, fighting to keep his lips from moving 'I promise you're gonna be fine. Blink twice if you can hear me'

The red haired man watched as the young girl sniffed quietly and blinked the tears out of her eyes. Twice. Zelos smiled inwardly.

'Well that makes at least one who might just forgive me' he thought bracingly. The two angel guards saluted sharply and pulled the girl to her feet, hauling her away down the tunnel towards their Lord. The red haired man knew that the two soldiers heard every word during his covert exchange with Colette, but he wasn't worried. Every angel warrior in Yggdrasil's private army was an empty shell. Their senses were all intact to the point of superhuman, but comprehension was a different story altogether. The only thing they responded to was a direct order from a superior, so as far as Zelos' words to Colette were concerned, the two guards might as well have been deaf. He was brought out of his thoughts by the feeling of a finger tracing his spine and warm breath against the back of his neck.

'Bravo, Wilder' Pronyma purred, easing herself into he contours of his body 'those pathetic worms never saw that coming. Our Lord will be pleased' Zelos was disgusted at how the evil woman got off on the despair of her enemies, but he had to remain under the guise of an ally.

'Your Lord, not mine' Zelos corrected, turning in her arms to look her in the eye, their faces inches apart. 'I look out for one person and one person only. Me'

'Then you're as selfish and as self serving as I am' she replied evenly, before lunging across he short distance between them and crushing her lips to his. Instinctively, Zelos responded just as fiercely, pulling her body tight against his, causing the woman to gasp into his mouth. She pushed him against the tunnel wall and began to grind herself against him. Though outwardly on fire, Zelos' insides were turning to ice, he did not have time for this. The party would still be fighting off the hoards of angels, but soon they would be on their way through the tower. Mithos, in his sickening amusement, had littered their planned route with countless traps in an attempt to divide the group. They had no chance of getting through without inside help; he would have to catch up to them when they got there, but to do that he needed to get Pronyma off his back. However, the man could not afford to blow his cover yet, he would have to act as the evil woman's pet for just a little while longer, and that meant giving her what she wanted. Zelos was jerked out of his thoughts by the sharp pain of Pronyma biting hard on his lower lip, drawing pinpricks of blood. Growling, he spun around slamming her harshly against the wall.

'That's it, Wilder' she moaned, closing her eyes as his lips fell upon her exposed neck 'Give me your best' she cried out with both pleasure and pain when he bit down hard

'You couldn't handle my best, hot lips' he smirked. At that moment, their words were dropped between them and action became their language. Pronyma pulled at his corral coloured jacket insistently and the man shrugged it from his shoulders, his fingers expertly finding the clasps of her armoured chest plate, exposing her large breasts to the draughty tunnel. Dropping the metal plate to the ground with a reverberating clang, Zelos dragged his hands up the Cardinal's toned body and she groaned with want as his gloved fingers tweaked her nipples roughly. Reaching up she tore his black vest straight down the centre and off his broad frame.

'That was my favourite vest' he growled, pushing her harder against the wall, and Pronyma only laughed in response.

'Less talk, pretty boy…' she purred, reaching down between them to grasp at the large bulge at the front of his pants '…more fucking'

Zelos immediately complied, taking the peak of her heaving breast into his mouth, tracing it with his tongue, and reaching down to her excuse of lower body wear to find her already soaking through. Sliding the damp cloth aside he wasted no time with inserting two digits into her wet centre. Pronyma cried out, sinking her sharp nails into his shoulders and arched her back, pushing her chest even closer to him.

'More…' she panted, bucking wildly against his hand, and the man placated her by using his thumb to apply pressure to the bundle of nerves at the top of her opening. She cried out in ecstasy, twisting both her hands into his hair, bringing his lips to hers and engaging him in another ferocious kiss. Their tongues writhed against each other in a skirmish for dominance, neither willing to give in to the other. Pulling back, the dark haired woman locked his gaze with eyes burning with pure lust.

'Now' was all she said, her hand grasping at his belt aggressively, tearing it away and tugging at the button of his baggy white pants. Knocking aside her shaking hands, Zelos made short work of his attire and freed his erect member from its confines. Wrenching aside her lower garment again, he guided himself to her slick entrance. He caught her violet eyes again for a second before lifting her bodily into the air. She wrapped her long legs around his waist, pulling herself onto him, his thick shaft sliding into her fluidly. Pronyma cried out loudly as she was stretched to accommodate him, throwing her head back as Zelos thrust in and out of her, hard and fast.

'More!' the Cardinal screamed, digging her steel booted heels into his rear, forcing him deeper into her. Once again Zelos complied with her wishes, increasing his rhythm twofold, his own breathing growing heavier by the moment. Pronyma rocked hard against him; the pain of her bare back grazing against the stone wall behind her was only increasing her arousal. Zelos took her firm backside in both his hands, burying himself to the hilt, his wild hair whirling around him. He growled into her neck when she raked her nails down his back, drawing thin lines of blood. Pronyma's cries reached a crescendo as she found her release, her arms clutching his body tightly. The feeling of her inner walls tightening around his member drove him to his own climax, and the woman shuddered in the waves of her own orgasm as his heat filled her. Silence once again fell on the tunnel, broken by their harsh and ragged breathing.

'That was incredible' Pronyma sighed, a satisfied smirk appearing on her painted lips as she pushed her sweat slicked hair out of her flushed face.

'Don't sound so surprised, legs' Zelos replied, sliding slowly out of her, drawing a moan from he woman. She removed her powerful thighs from around his waist as he set her down on the stone ground; she kept her arms around his neck while the feeling came back to her legs. 'You're not fooling anyone'

Pronyma stepped away from him, looking around for her abandoned clothing, while Zelos leaned against the tunnel wall rethreading his belt. She slipped back into her plated armour with a sated expression on her face, gasping as the cool metal touched her heated skin. She surprised him by also picking up his discarded jacket and throwing it around his shoulders. The woman buttoned the garment over his chest with an odd look on her face that could only be affection.

'Its time I got back to Lord Yggdrassil' she said, absently straightening his collar.

'So that's a no to cuddling then?' Zelos smirked, smoothing his white headband over his wild hair in an attempt to tame it back to its usual order. Pronyma laughed, and he was thrown by the lack of cruelty or bitterness in the sound.

'In your dreams, Wilder' she replied, returning his confident smirk. Fully dressed, she turned without preamble and swept off down the tunnel towards the second transporter, her heels clinking on the stone ground and a noticeable sway in her shapely hips. The woman's heels clinked on the metal disk as she turned to face him. With one last toss of her streaked hair and a sultry wink, the Cardinal vanished in a vortex of light, leaving Zelos alone in the silence of the passageway.

'What the hell was that?' he asked to the empty space. A loud rumble shook him out of his bafflement. 'Fuck!' he exclaimed and took off towards the sound. He was late; the party was on the move.

Chapter 2 coming soon