Title: Rise of the Prince
Author: Kimmbee4004
Rating: M
WARNING!
Pairing: Nikolas Cassadine + Samantha 'Sam' McCall
Summary: Nikolas never 'see's Emily' after her death, instead he gets stuck in the rage mode even after the tumor is removed,
and then proceeds to overhaul his life and everyone's around him.
Universe: General Hospital
Disclaimer: No Person of General Hospital belong to me blah, blah, this was not written for the pursuit of monetary gain blah, blah, blah.
Feedback: Need Feedback! Must Have It! Please!
Keywords: F/f, F/F+, FF/F, M/F, incest, spank, D/s, humil, anal, 1st, BDSM, exhib, voyeur, ws, cons/reluc/nc
Chapter 1. Slipping
Timeline: Thur Oct 25 2007
setting: Wyndemere
time: 9:38 PM
It's strange what we think when we are falling. Me, I heard words float up to me from the past.
I never told anyone this but I remember one thing from the attack on Sam. I can hear it clearly as if I was back in time two years to the day I threw my grandmother off the cliffs at Wyndemere:
"Ironic - if Helena weren't dead, she'd be proud of me. I killed my own grandmother just like a true Cassadine would...
I did the same thing to Mary, Emily. You know, I reached that point - you know, that point, then - bang! Just like that...
No, I'm a killer just like every Cassadine before me! I have that instinct. I'll never get rid of it!"
An hour ago...
The creak of the old door squeaking announces Sam as she steps through the threshold dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a black leather jacket. "Ahem. Look, I - I just - I wanted to explain what you walked in on at the hospital." she tells Nikolas as she walks out onto the balcony.
Nikolas stands looking out into the night with his back to her dressed in a suite, his hands planted on the cold stone before him as he shivers minutely. However, he is able to keep his voice steady though the effort is taxing. "It's not really necessary, Sam."
"Yeah, I - I understand that, but I do know that you're angry, and I have a right to how I feel." Sam continues as she stops next to him oblivious to his current condition.
Nik's hand raises to his forehead as he feels his head begin to pound and knows he's getting close to another episode. "I, I don't wish to discuss this right now." he tells her, his voice tight with tension.
"You and Emily and Lucky and Elizabeth all have been friends for a really long time and I get that, I understand that, but-" Sam pushes on to try to plead her case but is cut off as Nikolas turns to her with a snarl and points an accusatory finger.
"Shut up! Lucky threw away his entire family because of you!"
Sam jerks back in suprise but gamely tries to defend herself, "Are you kidding me? That's not how it was-"
"That's exactly how it happened!" Nikolas explodes taking a step toward her and taking her arms in a grip of iron shakes her hard. "You do not care about him!"
Spinning Sam around Nikolas pushes her in between the battlements in an effort to throw her off the wall.
"Nikolas! Nikolas!" Stunned by his actions Sam screams as she feels him grab her belt loops and uses them to push her farther over the wall until the only thing left are her kicking legs.
Grunting when he feels one of her booted feet catches him in the thigh he steps closer so he can move between her legs and away from her kicking feet. "And I'd be doing him a favor if I get rid of you! What do you think about that?"
"No! Nikolas! Nikolas, no!" Sam yells as she desperately reaches to the right and grabs a hold of a lion figurine attached to the battlement at her side and uses it to keep herself from being pushed off the wall.
"Your nothing more than the bastard daughter of a bastard!" Nikolas tells her angrily, spittle flying from his mouth as he tries to grab one of her flailing legs to throw her over but sucecceds only in pressing himself against her as he uses his left hand to hold onto her pants and try to force her over. "Your so far removed from the Cassadines I might as well put you out of your misery and ours!"
"No!" Sam denies as she desperately keeps kicking with her legs to stop him from getting a firmer grip on her and tossing her off.
"You little whore!" Nik curses when he feels her ass rub against his crotch from her incessant kicking, arousing his ardor even as he tries to end her life.
Sam gasps for breath as five minutes pass in her struggle to stay alive and she only has energy left to hold on, knowing that after all this time that no help would be coming.
Now frustrated in more that one way, Nikolas licks his lips and changes his game plan and gives up on trying to grab her leg and instead works his belt and fly until his dress pants drop to his ankles.
The raven haired beauty has no idea what the maddened man behind her has planned, instead she spies hope in the form of the lights from the launch that has just left the harbor.
Nikolas see's none of this as he grabs the girl by the back of the neck and holds her hard as he uses his grip on her pants to now pull them down. A move that the girl is completely unprepared for and is shocked when she finds her pants at mid thigh, trapping her legs together in their tight grip.
Eyes wide in shock, Sam winces in pain from the grip on her neck. "Wh-hat are you doing?" she stammers, no longer even thinking of the launch and her would be rescuer.
He doesn't bother to answer as he lines up his member with her slit and pushes forward.
"Ohhhhhh GGGOOOODDDDD!" Sam screeches, her eyes bulging as she feels the massive cock thrust into her being. She can do nothing more than shake violently as he keeps filling her up and wonder at his length as his girth stretches her.
"Damn!" Nik groans as his hips meet the ass that so teased his cock only minutes before.
"ARRGGHHH!" Sam yells as she feels him finally fill her completely. Taking a breath, her survival instincts kick in and she lets go of the lion figurine and tries to get her hands underneath her to push herself off the ledge.
Just as she succeeds for a moment to get her hands under her, Nikolas slowly pulls out of her, making Sam release an involantary sigh of relief. Relief that is short lived as he rams back into her body faster than before and knocking the breath out of her as she crashes back to the battlement.
"Fuck!" he swears as he grabs her hip with his left hand and begins a hard pumping rhythm.
"Uh, uhm, uh, stop!" Sam grunts in time to the slaps of Nikolas's hips against her vunerable ass. "uh, no, uh, uh, no, ah, no more!"
Nikolas's eye's shine with a savage glee as his big dick rockets in and out of the struggling brunette's tight snatch, making her moan in protest as he pick up his pace.
Sam's eyes tear up as he begins to ram his cock even harder into the unwilling beauty. "Please, uh not-t so hard..." she begs as her body begins to jerk forward hard with every thrust.
"Hello Alfred." Emily greets the elderly butler at the entrance to Wyndemere, completely unaware of what is going on several stories right above her head.
"Miss Emily!" Alfred greets her with a pleased smile, "To what do we owe your pleasant company?"
"Nikolas is expecting me." Emily smiles back at the old man who did his best to get the couple back together. "We're going over the last details of the bacchanalia."
"Master Nikolas is with Miss McCall at the turret." he informs the lovely intern. "Shall I go announce you?"
"No. No Alfred, that won't be necassary!" Emily laughs at his antiquated manners. "I have a few things I have to grab from the study, then I'll go to him myself after I've changed from my scrubs." she finishes gesturing to the blue green clothes she is now clad in.
"Very good Miss Emily." Alfred bows and heads over to the staircase.
Grinning at the thought of the night to come, Emily hesitates before heading over to the study. Not sure if she couldn't use some attention herself right now, but ultimatly heads over to the study to make sure all the papers are in place.
"Stop! Stop it!" Sam gasps as Nikolas continues to hammer away at the helpless girl from behind for what feels like hours.
Nikolas snorts in denial at the very thought. Watching Sam toss her head from side to side as he takes what's his, reminds him of how he had to tame his horse Sheba. Releasing her neck, he grabs a hold of her hair and wraps it around his hand.
"Ahhh!" Sam yells out in pain as her head is pulled up and back by her hair forcing her to grab at the battlements to her sides to support her upper body to avoid having her hair ripped out by the roots.
Using his left hand, Nikolas begins to slap Sam's ass hard in tandum with his thrusts leaving red hand prints on her firm cheek.
Of course compared to the large dick ravaging her pussy, Sam barely even feels it as he continues to rape the crying girl.
"So close, so close." Nikolas chants as his hips speed up even more.
"NO!" Sam yells as her eyes burn with fresh tears, knowing what that means as she renews her struggles for naught,
He slams into her with all the grace of a garbage truck as he feels himself cum inside the defensless girl.
Sam's eyes are dull as her body jerks with the impact of his thrusts while he discharges shot after shot in her body.
"Yes, yes!" Nikolas groans with each shot of his penis into the dark haired woman.
A cold, numb feeling pervades her body as she feels Nikolas release his grip on her hair and leave her body. Sam's body slides to the stone floor as exhaustion takes it's toll, her body worn out from the brutal fucking it has endured. Hearing the sound of a zipper sparks her mind to awareness and a fiery rage blossoms inside her as she hurriedly pulls her pants up over her hips.
Getting to her feet, Sam see's that Nikolas is breathing hard. Once again leaning on his hands against the battlements where she first found him. She is startled when he turns to her with a suprised look on his face.
"Sam! What are you doing?" he asks bewildered, his eyes scanning the balcony. "What - what did I just do?"
The moment he takes a step forward she takes a step back, her eyes wary and fearful.
"Wait, please. What did I do? Did I hurt you?" Nik asks, desperate to know what happened.
"Hurt me?" Sam exclaims wide eyed, "Nikolas, you just almost shoved me off the edge."
Horrified, he looks around shaking slightly before refocusing on her. "You need to leave."
"What?" Sam's mouth drops open at the suggestion that she just let him get away with this. "Do you expect me to act like nothing just happened?
Nikolas tries to reason with her his voice rising with his concern. "Please just leave. Please get out of here right now!"
Wanting answers, Sam is not to be budged. "Not until you tell me what is wrong with you!"
"I - I don't know." he confesses with a haunted look in his eyes. "I don't remember what just happened."
"You - you don't remember?" Sam is dumbfounded by his admission.
"No." Nikolas starts to explain. "Look, there's something wrong with me."
"Yeah. No kidding." she mutters cutting in.
"I keep telling myself it's some uninherited medical condition that can just be diagnosed and treated, but I don't know. Maybe I am just my father's son." he tells her with a bitter shake of his head before he continues, searching for the words to explain his condition. "I've been having these problems for - for a while now. You see, I - I get angry. And then I get violent, like I did, for no real reason. See, but - but the - the actions, they don't - they don't match the situation. You understand?
"Yeah," Sam nods not sure if she's buying all this, but the look in his eyes goes a long way to convincing her. "I mean, sure. In other words, you're just - you're losing it."
"Yeah." he admits heavily, "I don't - I don't know. I just - I have these, like, these blackouts. I lose blocks of time."
"Do you remember confronting me at the hospital?" she questions him, her aching body reminding her of the need for prudence.
"Yes." he answers positively, remembering the argument he walked in on between her and Elizabeth.
"You do," she states, getting her facts down. "but you - you have absolutely no recollection of almost just shoving me over this edge?" or of raping me for the last hour, she finishes to herself.
"Sam," he replies in a pained tone. "I would - I would never try to kill you or anyone else for that matter if I were - if I were really thinking clearly. Please tell me you know that."
"You know," Sam tells him her mind clicking on a few things. "Alexis did mention that you were having trouble controlling your temper."
"Yeah. Yeah, I - I threw something at her. Did she tell - tell you that?" he confirms.
"Yeah, and I think - I would assume - that's why she took the kids out of here." she states more that asks.
Nikolas nods, "Yeah. These attacks, if - if you want to call it that. They seem to be random and I had a bunch of tests run. That's why I was at the hospital today, but they were all inconclusive, so-"
"Okay. All right, let me get this straight here." Sam moves onto the next issue. "You've - you've been flying into these fits of rages, attacking people, losing control, blacking out - the whole deal. The doctors can't seem to figure out what's wrong with you; you can't seem to, obviously, control the rage. And you're about to host a major formal ball here at Wyndemere, across the lake from hospitals, cops, anybody that can help you? Why?
Nikolas gets the love lorn expression he gets when he talks about Emily. "I've been planning this ball for months as a gift for Emily, along with an endowment to the hospital in her father's name."
"Why don't you just change the location, have it at the metro court? This way, if you start flipping out, someone's going to be able to take you to the hospital." she tries to reason with him.
"Because, Sam." Nikolas tells her, his tone firm. "I'm trying to re-create one of Emily's greatest memories - the bacchanalia ball, which is here at Wyndemere."
"Reschedule it, Nikolas. Wait until you get better." she responds instantly, as she fights to keep her mind from replaying what he did to her not five minutes ago.
"No, I'm not going to postpone my life just because I might be getting sick - no." he tells her rebelliously as he takes a step toward her that makes her take a reflexive step back.
"Oh, and people thought I was stubborn." she tells him with a shake of her head regaining control of her nerves.
"No, be careful - it's a family trait." he cautions her noting the backward step she took.
"Yeah, well, - I hope that's the only thing we have in common." Sam tells him unable to keep the bitterness from her voice.
"So do I." he agrees, but pauses as something in her eyes; how red they are or the way she keeps him in sight at all times makes him continue on. "So that's all that happened-"
"Hey, I was just walking in from the garden-" Emily tells them walking through the open door and stops when she see's that she has interrupted something.
"Hi." Nik jumps, suprised to see her and wondering what she heard.
"And I happened to see you up here." Emily turns to Sam after smiling to Nikolas.
"Yeah." Sam rushes to explain after Nikolas's lame 'Hi' and is eager to be away before he has the chance to ask his question again and have her possibly break down. "Nikolas was just showing me the view. It's a beautiful night out tonight."
"Yes. Yes, it is." Emily says slowly, her gaze moving between them.
"Okay, um - I'm going to actually get going." Sam seizes the opportunity to leave. "It was - it was good to see you. I guess I'll - I'll see you both at the ball."
"Yeah, definitely." Emily smiles faintly.
"Thanks." Nikolas gives her a solemn nod, indicating he means it for more than the compliment.
"Okay." she returns the nod and quickly leaves the balcony but catches the start of their converstation when they think she can't hear.
"You had another blackout, didn't you?"
"Oh, my God, Emily. I almost killed Sam. I - I tried to throw her over-"
The rest of their words are lost as she runs out of the castle and to the launch as fast as her legs will take her.
TBC... Chapter 2. The Fall