*-The only characters that I own are the Roxton and Malone children, John
Jr, Sinthar and Skathina/Sabrina. The rest belong to J&G, Newline, etc.
*-If you need to play catch up, I suggest you read "In Remembrance"
*-The story takes place one year after "In Remembrance". It's mostly M/R, with a little N/V, enjoy.
Revenge
One Year Earlier
"Sinthar?" Skathina kneeled down, using her lap as a pillow. "Chosen one must die," he whispered. Taking one last breath, he vaporized. "I will avenge you, brother, as she took everything from me, I will take all that she loves" Skathina vowed.
Present
"A penny for your thoughts, love" John asked, noticing the far away look in Marguerite's eyes. "It's nothing," she told him. "Marguerite, I know you better than that" he cupped her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. "It's been a year since that thing, Sinthar" Marguerite shuddered, remembering the nightmare that had almost become reality. "No one is going to hurt you or the children again. Don't worry about it, it's a beautiful day out, Will and Kate are fine" he calmed as their children played nearby.
The Roxton family was vacationing at the Inland Sea, a spot that had become a vacation spot for the Challenger Expedition, and the past few days had been their turn. The trip had been uneventful, and still Marguerite's senses were going off.
"Mummy, Daddy, look" Kate turned their attention to the sandcastle she and Will had made. "That's beautiful," John said. "Mummy" Will handed her a flower. "Thank you, Will" she pulled him into her lap, and despite his squirming, still managed to get a kiss from him. "Daddy" Kate pulled her father toward the water. "I want to play in the water" Will said. "Ok" Marguerite let him drag her toward the water's edge. No one noticed the figure watching them.
"The chosen one's guardian is handsome, but he is man, easily overcome by wanton desire. The children might be a problem; however, they too are easily overcome. The chosen one will be a challenge and I will get rid of her. When she is gone, I take my place beside his and give him an heir; the chosen one and her children will be forgotten" Skathina schemed.
"Marguerite!" Finn called out days later. "One second" a tired Marguerite called out. While supervising four energetic children, Marguerite was taking care of an ailing Finn, who was wearing thin on her already thinning patience. "Veronica, how much longer?" Marguerite called out. Veronica spent the morning tending the garden while Marguerite watched the children and Finn, despite her complaints, promised Challenger that she would stay in bed with a cold. "Five minutes, is lunch ready?" Veronica asked. "Do I look like I had time to make lunch?" Marguerite asked. "I'll be right up" Veronica replied.
"Marguerite!" Finn again called out from her bedroom as Veronica stepped out of the elevator. Seeing the look of utter frustration on the older woman's face, Veronica said, "I'll go". "Mommy?" Abby asked, reaching for her mother. "Stay with your aunt, I'll be right back" Veronica told her daughter. "Mommy?" Abby again asked, but upon noticing her mother had disappeared, she started crying. "Where are the men when you need them?" Marguerite thought to herself.
"Aunt Marguerite, I'm hungry" Arthur pulled on her skirt. "Me too" Will and Kate chimed in. "As soon you put away your toys, you can have lunch," Marguerite replied as Veronica and a sniffling Finn walked in. "Mommy" Abby reached for her mother. "What's for lunch?" the younger blonde asked, clutching the blanket. "For you, Pecah soup, for the rest of us, raptor sandwiches" Veronica replied. "Yuck" Finn said. "Challenger's orders" Marguerite told her. "Fine" the younger blond conceded, flopping down on the couch.
Hours later, Finn had returned to her bedroom and the children were taking their afternoon naps. "Peace and quiet" Veronica reflected on the calm within the tree house, an extremely rare occurrence. "Isn't it amazing?" Marguerite asked, picking up the pile of shirts that needed mending. "Yes, it is" Veronica replied as they heard the elevator. "Back so soon?" Veronica asked. "It's not quite what we intended to find" Ned replied as Challenger carried the unconscious girl to his laboratory. "Don't get upset, we'll explain everything," Roxton explained. "Did you say something about peace and quiet?" Marguerite turned to Veronica.
Skathina observed them for weeks before making her move. The chosen one's name was Marguerite, her guardian, John, a lord, a man of high ranking. "Excellent" she though to herself "Not only is he handsome, but he is titled, a man fit to rule by my side". Their children were William and Katherine, ages five and four. Their dwelling was a tree house that they shared with a magician named George Challenger who called himself a scientist. A young woman called Finn also lived in the house along with the protector's daughter, Veronica, her guardian, Ned, and their children, Arthur, four and Abigail, a year and a half.
"What was that?" Challenger asked hours earlier. "Raptor?" Ned asked, aiming his rifle and scanning the foliage around them. "Maybe" John replied, his senses kicking in when a female scream was heard. "This way" Challenger led them in the direction of the scream. "Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" Ned distracted the cannibals who were about to kill a young woman whose hair and clothes were streaked with dirt and blood.
"Thank you" she collapsed as John and George fired at the cannibals. "Is she ok?" Ned picked up the unconscious woman as Challenger examined her. "I can't tell, we should get her back to the tree-house" the older man replied. "What about Marguerite and Veronica?" Roxton asked, anticipating the reaction of their wives. "Give her to me" Challenger took the young woman from Ned.
"John, who is she?" the men faced the ire of their wives, who were not too pleased with their latest houseguest. "Marguerite, we found her in the jungle, attacked by cannibals. We couldn't leave her," John explained. "Ned, do you agree with Roxton?" Veronica asked. "Well, um, sort of" Ned stammered out. "Do you remember the last time we brought in a houseguest, much less a female house guest?" Marguerite asked, hands on her chest.
"Kaya, Isadore?" Veronica asked. "Technically Isadore didn't come up" John said. "Do you remember Danielle, Lord Roxton?" Marguerite's eyes narrowed as Abby was heard in the background. "That was years ago and um, well" John also stammered. "If you gentleman excuse us, we are going to get your children" both women angrily walked off. "That was painless, sort of," Ned said. "Wait till tonight" John chimed in.
"She's up" Challenger called out. "Easy there, drink this" the blonde sat up with his help, drinking the water. "Where am I?" she asked. "You're in a tree house in South America. My name is Professor George Challenger and these are my companions, Ned Malone and Lord John Roxton" He introduced them as Finn was heard.
"Professor, I heard you were back, I need that tea, Marguerite used the last batch this morning" Finn said between sneezes. "That's Finn, who right now, should be in bed," John said. "I get the point, just somebody please bring me the tea" Finn walked back upstairs as little footsteps were heard. "I don't believe we caught your name, miss" Ned told her. "Sabrina Montague. My father is Jerome Montague, we were traveling through the Amazon when a storm separated us" she said.
"Daddy, daddy!" Kate and Will rushed into their father's arms as Ned reached for Arthur. "What did you bring us?" Will asked. "What makes you think we brought anything but food?" Ned teased. "Daddy!" Arthur groaned. "They're in our packs, just don't take anything else" John said, releasing his children. "Is anyone going to make dinner, because were not" Veronica called downstairs. "Miss Montague, excuse us" the two younger men turned around, knowing what they were facing. "Professor Challenger, are Mr. Malone and Lord Roxton married?" Sabrina asked.
"Oh yes, very much so" George replied, remembering the sleepless nights due to creaking of the bed above him. "If those children are theirs, where are their mother's?" Skathina asked innocently. "That woman you heard is Arthur's mother, Veronica, John's wife is Marguerite" he explained.
"John, what the hell were you thinking bringing a woman into our house? She may be dangerous for all you know" Marguerite screamed. "Marguerite, you're being pessimistic, she got lost in the jungle, separated from her camp" he told her. "How many times have we heard that story? After all these years on the plateau, I thought you might have learned about strangers" she spit back as he pushed her against the wall. "Do you know how much I love you?" he asked, his hands ensnaring her body against his. "Sex is not going to get you out of this one" Marguerite fought the urge to keep control.
"I have never looked at any other woman since we got married. Miss Montague may be pretty, but she will never replace you" his hot lips blazed a trail down her open blouse where her breasts seductively peeked out of her lace camisole. "You can't use sex to apologize" she tried to fight off the urge to wrap her arms around him and forget the world around them. He responded by pulling her camisole down to her waist. "If I forgive you, will you stop?" she asked. "Never" he replied, kissing her. "John, can it wait till after dinner?" she asked. "Fine" he said, kissing her one more time.
"Edward T. Malone, what were you thinking, bringing her here?" Veronica raged. "She was injured, she could have died out there" Ned sheepishly replied. "You fall for that every time. You men are all alike. A pretty young thing bats her eyelashes at you and you become a two year old" she argued.
"Veronica, she was about to be captured by Cannibals, would you have left her there?" Ned asked. "How many times have you and Roxton rescued a woman and had to be saved yourselves?" Veronica impatiently turned to her husband. "That was different; I didn't know how I felt about you then. Kaya and Isadore, it was momentary. I pledged my undying love and loyalty to you when we got married. I have never wavered from that pledge and I never will" pulling her into his arms, he kissed her gently. "You're forgiven, just stay away from her, she is trouble," she told him. "I promise," he said.
After dinner, John poured himself a drink. "Can I join you, Lord Roxton?" Sabrina innocently asked. "I don't think my wife would approve, Miss Montague," he uneasily told her. "Lord Roxton, I just want to thank you for taking me in and helping me. I have, well, I had a fiancé in London, but I doubt he is still waiting for me" Sabrina said. "I am sorry to hear that, I understand what it's like to be alone" he sympathized. "The game begins, Lord Roxton, you will be mine" Skathina thought to herself.
"John, are you coming to bed?" Marguerite called out. "Good night, Miss Montague" he tipped his hat to her. "What were you and our lovely houseguest talking about?" Marguerite fought to contain the jealousy that was rising within her. Ignoring the comment, he stood in back of her. "Stand up, please" he said. "Why?" she asked suspiciously. "Oh, that" his lips greedily demanded hers as she felt his strong arms lift her up and carry her to the bed. "Now do you feel better?" he asked. "You have no idea" she kissed him again, letting all thoughts of Miss Montague dissipate from her mind. "I am not easily dissuaded, chosen one. You enjoy him while you can, when you are gone, I will become Lady Roxton" Skathina slinked back to the cot, plotting her next move.
*-If you need to play catch up, I suggest you read "In Remembrance"
*-The story takes place one year after "In Remembrance". It's mostly M/R, with a little N/V, enjoy.
Revenge
One Year Earlier
"Sinthar?" Skathina kneeled down, using her lap as a pillow. "Chosen one must die," he whispered. Taking one last breath, he vaporized. "I will avenge you, brother, as she took everything from me, I will take all that she loves" Skathina vowed.
Present
"A penny for your thoughts, love" John asked, noticing the far away look in Marguerite's eyes. "It's nothing," she told him. "Marguerite, I know you better than that" he cupped her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. "It's been a year since that thing, Sinthar" Marguerite shuddered, remembering the nightmare that had almost become reality. "No one is going to hurt you or the children again. Don't worry about it, it's a beautiful day out, Will and Kate are fine" he calmed as their children played nearby.
The Roxton family was vacationing at the Inland Sea, a spot that had become a vacation spot for the Challenger Expedition, and the past few days had been their turn. The trip had been uneventful, and still Marguerite's senses were going off.
"Mummy, Daddy, look" Kate turned their attention to the sandcastle she and Will had made. "That's beautiful," John said. "Mummy" Will handed her a flower. "Thank you, Will" she pulled him into her lap, and despite his squirming, still managed to get a kiss from him. "Daddy" Kate pulled her father toward the water. "I want to play in the water" Will said. "Ok" Marguerite let him drag her toward the water's edge. No one noticed the figure watching them.
"The chosen one's guardian is handsome, but he is man, easily overcome by wanton desire. The children might be a problem; however, they too are easily overcome. The chosen one will be a challenge and I will get rid of her. When she is gone, I take my place beside his and give him an heir; the chosen one and her children will be forgotten" Skathina schemed.
"Marguerite!" Finn called out days later. "One second" a tired Marguerite called out. While supervising four energetic children, Marguerite was taking care of an ailing Finn, who was wearing thin on her already thinning patience. "Veronica, how much longer?" Marguerite called out. Veronica spent the morning tending the garden while Marguerite watched the children and Finn, despite her complaints, promised Challenger that she would stay in bed with a cold. "Five minutes, is lunch ready?" Veronica asked. "Do I look like I had time to make lunch?" Marguerite asked. "I'll be right up" Veronica replied.
"Marguerite!" Finn again called out from her bedroom as Veronica stepped out of the elevator. Seeing the look of utter frustration on the older woman's face, Veronica said, "I'll go". "Mommy?" Abby asked, reaching for her mother. "Stay with your aunt, I'll be right back" Veronica told her daughter. "Mommy?" Abby again asked, but upon noticing her mother had disappeared, she started crying. "Where are the men when you need them?" Marguerite thought to herself.
"Aunt Marguerite, I'm hungry" Arthur pulled on her skirt. "Me too" Will and Kate chimed in. "As soon you put away your toys, you can have lunch," Marguerite replied as Veronica and a sniffling Finn walked in. "Mommy" Abby reached for her mother. "What's for lunch?" the younger blonde asked, clutching the blanket. "For you, Pecah soup, for the rest of us, raptor sandwiches" Veronica replied. "Yuck" Finn said. "Challenger's orders" Marguerite told her. "Fine" the younger blond conceded, flopping down on the couch.
Hours later, Finn had returned to her bedroom and the children were taking their afternoon naps. "Peace and quiet" Veronica reflected on the calm within the tree house, an extremely rare occurrence. "Isn't it amazing?" Marguerite asked, picking up the pile of shirts that needed mending. "Yes, it is" Veronica replied as they heard the elevator. "Back so soon?" Veronica asked. "It's not quite what we intended to find" Ned replied as Challenger carried the unconscious girl to his laboratory. "Don't get upset, we'll explain everything," Roxton explained. "Did you say something about peace and quiet?" Marguerite turned to Veronica.
Skathina observed them for weeks before making her move. The chosen one's name was Marguerite, her guardian, John, a lord, a man of high ranking. "Excellent" she though to herself "Not only is he handsome, but he is titled, a man fit to rule by my side". Their children were William and Katherine, ages five and four. Their dwelling was a tree house that they shared with a magician named George Challenger who called himself a scientist. A young woman called Finn also lived in the house along with the protector's daughter, Veronica, her guardian, Ned, and their children, Arthur, four and Abigail, a year and a half.
"What was that?" Challenger asked hours earlier. "Raptor?" Ned asked, aiming his rifle and scanning the foliage around them. "Maybe" John replied, his senses kicking in when a female scream was heard. "This way" Challenger led them in the direction of the scream. "Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?" Ned distracted the cannibals who were about to kill a young woman whose hair and clothes were streaked with dirt and blood.
"Thank you" she collapsed as John and George fired at the cannibals. "Is she ok?" Ned picked up the unconscious woman as Challenger examined her. "I can't tell, we should get her back to the tree-house" the older man replied. "What about Marguerite and Veronica?" Roxton asked, anticipating the reaction of their wives. "Give her to me" Challenger took the young woman from Ned.
"John, who is she?" the men faced the ire of their wives, who were not too pleased with their latest houseguest. "Marguerite, we found her in the jungle, attacked by cannibals. We couldn't leave her," John explained. "Ned, do you agree with Roxton?" Veronica asked. "Well, um, sort of" Ned stammered out. "Do you remember the last time we brought in a houseguest, much less a female house guest?" Marguerite asked, hands on her chest.
"Kaya, Isadore?" Veronica asked. "Technically Isadore didn't come up" John said. "Do you remember Danielle, Lord Roxton?" Marguerite's eyes narrowed as Abby was heard in the background. "That was years ago and um, well" John also stammered. "If you gentleman excuse us, we are going to get your children" both women angrily walked off. "That was painless, sort of," Ned said. "Wait till tonight" John chimed in.
"She's up" Challenger called out. "Easy there, drink this" the blonde sat up with his help, drinking the water. "Where am I?" she asked. "You're in a tree house in South America. My name is Professor George Challenger and these are my companions, Ned Malone and Lord John Roxton" He introduced them as Finn was heard.
"Professor, I heard you were back, I need that tea, Marguerite used the last batch this morning" Finn said between sneezes. "That's Finn, who right now, should be in bed," John said. "I get the point, just somebody please bring me the tea" Finn walked back upstairs as little footsteps were heard. "I don't believe we caught your name, miss" Ned told her. "Sabrina Montague. My father is Jerome Montague, we were traveling through the Amazon when a storm separated us" she said.
"Daddy, daddy!" Kate and Will rushed into their father's arms as Ned reached for Arthur. "What did you bring us?" Will asked. "What makes you think we brought anything but food?" Ned teased. "Daddy!" Arthur groaned. "They're in our packs, just don't take anything else" John said, releasing his children. "Is anyone going to make dinner, because were not" Veronica called downstairs. "Miss Montague, excuse us" the two younger men turned around, knowing what they were facing. "Professor Challenger, are Mr. Malone and Lord Roxton married?" Sabrina asked.
"Oh yes, very much so" George replied, remembering the sleepless nights due to creaking of the bed above him. "If those children are theirs, where are their mother's?" Skathina asked innocently. "That woman you heard is Arthur's mother, Veronica, John's wife is Marguerite" he explained.
"John, what the hell were you thinking bringing a woman into our house? She may be dangerous for all you know" Marguerite screamed. "Marguerite, you're being pessimistic, she got lost in the jungle, separated from her camp" he told her. "How many times have we heard that story? After all these years on the plateau, I thought you might have learned about strangers" she spit back as he pushed her against the wall. "Do you know how much I love you?" he asked, his hands ensnaring her body against his. "Sex is not going to get you out of this one" Marguerite fought the urge to keep control.
"I have never looked at any other woman since we got married. Miss Montague may be pretty, but she will never replace you" his hot lips blazed a trail down her open blouse where her breasts seductively peeked out of her lace camisole. "You can't use sex to apologize" she tried to fight off the urge to wrap her arms around him and forget the world around them. He responded by pulling her camisole down to her waist. "If I forgive you, will you stop?" she asked. "Never" he replied, kissing her. "John, can it wait till after dinner?" she asked. "Fine" he said, kissing her one more time.
"Edward T. Malone, what were you thinking, bringing her here?" Veronica raged. "She was injured, she could have died out there" Ned sheepishly replied. "You fall for that every time. You men are all alike. A pretty young thing bats her eyelashes at you and you become a two year old" she argued.
"Veronica, she was about to be captured by Cannibals, would you have left her there?" Ned asked. "How many times have you and Roxton rescued a woman and had to be saved yourselves?" Veronica impatiently turned to her husband. "That was different; I didn't know how I felt about you then. Kaya and Isadore, it was momentary. I pledged my undying love and loyalty to you when we got married. I have never wavered from that pledge and I never will" pulling her into his arms, he kissed her gently. "You're forgiven, just stay away from her, she is trouble," she told him. "I promise," he said.
After dinner, John poured himself a drink. "Can I join you, Lord Roxton?" Sabrina innocently asked. "I don't think my wife would approve, Miss Montague," he uneasily told her. "Lord Roxton, I just want to thank you for taking me in and helping me. I have, well, I had a fiancé in London, but I doubt he is still waiting for me" Sabrina said. "I am sorry to hear that, I understand what it's like to be alone" he sympathized. "The game begins, Lord Roxton, you will be mine" Skathina thought to herself.
"John, are you coming to bed?" Marguerite called out. "Good night, Miss Montague" he tipped his hat to her. "What were you and our lovely houseguest talking about?" Marguerite fought to contain the jealousy that was rising within her. Ignoring the comment, he stood in back of her. "Stand up, please" he said. "Why?" she asked suspiciously. "Oh, that" his lips greedily demanded hers as she felt his strong arms lift her up and carry her to the bed. "Now do you feel better?" he asked. "You have no idea" she kissed him again, letting all thoughts of Miss Montague dissipate from her mind. "I am not easily dissuaded, chosen one. You enjoy him while you can, when you are gone, I will become Lady Roxton" Skathina slinked back to the cot, plotting her next move.