Shadows Never Lie
By Adrienne Valentine
Summary: Chaos and Mischief go well together. It's a wonder she had never understood it before. It wasn't until she was face to face with the God of Lies that she couldn't deny what she was.
Someday soon you'll find that someone
Waiting for the chance to beat you
Drooling on the set to feel you
Blessing you with every kiss
Stitches by Orgy
The Shadow Realm is a vast, endless, ever changing land. Landmarks are useless, as something that will be there one 'day' will be gone the next. Time is also useless, as sunrise and sunset are mere metaphors and the actual elapse of time is distorted. Sometimes faster, often times much slower. What feels like years in the shadow realm is a fraction of that time. The Realm of Shadows seeps into your soul, slowly overtaking your other senses without hesitation. Those unprepared for such an intrusion are driven mad, devoured by the creatures that lie in the shadows. Even those that are prepared cannot escape the overwhelming loneliness of the place.
That was why the pale woman, dressed in black, found herself lingering on the edges of the realm. The steady thump ba-thump ba-thump of music called to her. The faded illusion of color tempting her from her purpose. The swell and surge of lively, colorful, wonderfully vibrant people dancing before her pulled her like the tide.
She didn't even realize when she stepped through the thin veil separating the two worlds. Nobody stopped her when she entered, and the question of 'why?' was brief and fleeting as she stepped into the crowd. Her body moved of it's own accord, stepping into the sea of people and moving in time to the music with ease. The simple pleasure of it overtook her as her body swayed with each step, she was unaware of the enticing swing of her hips, attracted others to her dance. She felt the touch of another person and her body curled into the sensation easily.
She wasn't even aware that the shadows in the area around her moved in time with her, rather than their owners. That a few of them formed their own figures. Few else noticed through the haze of liquor and drugs. With the flow of partners and people touching her, holding her, dancing with her, she registered little besides the constant beat.
Until blue eyes met green. A jolt moved through her whole body as the eyes approached her, mesmerized as she was, her feet stopped for a moment. The world seemed to have stopped, and she could feel the crackle of magic in the air. Whether it was her own, she did not know. She waited there until the body attached to such eyes pressed against her tightly. The music, which had seemed silent to her, swelled to her ears in such suddenness that she had to lean forward into the person before her.
A chuckle rose above the music, drifting to her ears with such a mocking softness that it ignited something in her. The music was more than a simple beat now, as she recognized the song. It was instruction, and her body responded eagerly, pressing her entire form against the other form, her arms wrapping around the taller figure easily. The first of such movements since she had returned from the Shadows. How long? Her mind questioned briefly before lips descended upon hers. She pressed back feverishly, drinking like a woman thirsty, the frosty tinge to such lips familiar like a former lover's perfume.
From there it was a blur, her body contorting and conforming under strong hands and striking eyes. The world moved and the music was suddenly quiet, the lingering thrum ringing in her ears. She could not tear her gaze away to wonder where she had gone, as mesmerized as she was. Even as hands wandered across her body, slowly revealing her bare, pale skin, scarred as it was from her battles, the shadow leaking from the most recent wound. There was only a brief pause at the sight of her latest wound, eyes locked in a curious question that wasn't voiced.
The lips met hers again and the dance continued. Transfixed, eyes never shutting, always watching one another as their bodies moved in time with an all too familiar tune. Even as her body arched and writhed, she could not find it in herself to look away. Even as hands and lips moved their way lower down her body. Pleasure coursed through her at every touch, the warmth of another body as a balm to her empty soul.
She was powerless under such ministrations, calling out to Gods she didn't believe in. Her body shuddered heavily as waves of pleasure rolled over her, overwhelming her for a moment. For a moment, she was helpless under the mesmerizing gaze, but a smile tugged at her lips. Mischievous and feral and she pulled at the shadows around them, pulling her lover backwards with their own shadow, garnering a look of a surprise on a regal face. Her smile tugged wider as she fell like a lioness on her kill. Body held by shadows, her look was returned in fervor. Descending upon now familiar lips, she returned the pleasure she had received as easily as breathing.
No concerns of being out of practice, no thoughts of whether she was doing it right or wrong. She was simply moving, and as she released her shadows, they were soon moving together. Moans, whimpers and screams of pleasure were the music to her dance as emotion was slowly restored to her entire being. Calling out in a language she didn't understand, they collapsed in their release. Sleep overtook them, as she finally found herself tearing herself away from green eyes that seemed to look into her very soul.
She was not surprised when she was the first to wake, her body still accustomed to the hostile setting she had been living in for many years. She watched the figure carefully, properly studying it now that she was not hypnotized by their eyes. She sat there for some time, watching the lines of pale skin, drinking it in before she forgot what she had experienced. A stirring of green eyes and she leapt back, disappearing into the shadows before she got caught up in the gaze once again. She did not see the mischievous smirk that arose upon awakening.
A/N: This is actually a continuation of an X-men Evolution Fanfiction I wrote years ago but never posted. Main reason it's a cross over. That, and many of the events are taken from X-men Evolution. I'm trying to intermingle to two of them and well, this story just sort of called to me. It's part pure rubbish, and part experimentation. Most of it will be written in bursts of inspiration, and I'm working through a couple different methods in it. So it may be jumpy, and I apologize in advance. This is meant to be one of my darker fanfics.
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