A Promised Blade: Talon x Cassiopeia
Author's Notes:
So I'm actually really bad at choosing, hence the reason I wanted you guys to vote. However, me being the stubborn person that I am, don't want to let people down. So, I'm going to be attempting to write BOTH stories, if it any point becomes too much for me to handle. I'll put the less popular story on hiatus until I have enough free time.
It's going to be hard, three stories at once but I don't really do anything important now, so I figure it's a good time for it.
It's also going to be completely and utterly confusing for not only me but potentially those of you read both stories as they won't interlude with each other. Pairing Talon with two different women is going to be weird and also amusing at the same time.
Anyways, this is the ACTUAL first chapter for the Cassiopeia x Talon story, A Promised Blade(for now) . The Quinn x Talon chapter I'll change a bit and then stick it up as its own story. I completely re-wrote this chapter so I'm a bit drained of creativity. That plus re-working the first chapter of my Diana story + writing chapter 12.
Hope this pleases both parties, cheers for the votes anyways guys. It did help to motivate me to write the chapters.
Talon gazed out across the Du Couteau Mansion's courtyard, past the old oak tree at the training grounds Katarina was using. A guard, covered from head to toe in protective training gear had several variety of knives protruding from the armour. He glinted in the sun, making it hard for Talon to see what was going on. He could see from the look on Kat's face that she was enjoying it, sun illuminating her red locks. Without notice, she sprang into action, knocking the guard off his feet and ended up sitting on his lap, straddling him. She leant down, whispering something into his ear and his face turned bright red. Talon turned around quickly, his cape billowing in the wind as he exited the balcony making his way over to Marcus's office, ever since the general had gone missing Talon had searched his office to try and find any indication as to where he has disappeared.
As he reached his hand for the doorknob he sensed someone approaching, twirling around he managed to catch the servant falling on him.
"Imbecile." He spat, throwing the servant to the ground. It was only then that he noticed the large piece of red meat at his feet, and trail of blood leading down the front of his cloak.
"S-sorry sir!" the servant sputtered, reaching forward to pick up the fallen plate.
"What are you doing with the meat?" Talon asked, hoisting the man up by his collar and slamming him into the marble wall. He got his answer when a scream sounded behind him, followed by clumsy footsteps as another servant appeared, falling flat on the ground as he tripped over. Talon walked over to him, picking him up and throwing him at his companion.
"You tried to feed her meat? She is NOT an animal!" Talon yelled, kicking one of the fallen men in the stomach, causing him to groan. Talon tore off his cloak in anger, rolling it into a ball before throwing it at the pile of limbs.
"Get it cleaned" he seethed behind his long, jet black hair. He turned quickly on his heels, setting off towards the source of the scream. As he entered the Du Couteau sister's quarters he could hear the wailing cry emanating off the walls, he felt as if he was walking into the lair of a siren. He weaved his way through the army of statues that were left out front. Servants and soldiers' alike frozen in stone, a wide variety of expressions on their faces.
As he approached the large stone door with a pair of serpents crossing them he pushed it open, tensing his muscles with effort.
"Who's there" a voice hissed among the sobbing. The rustle of fabric indicating she was attempting to get a look at him. He ignored her for now, walking over to the counter on the left side of the room.
"Answer me!" she hissed. Talon continued ignoring her, instead taking a small packet of food he kept stored there out of the container.
He walked over to the curtains in the centre of the room, the light shining through illuminated her silhouette. He pulled the curtains back, causing her to rear back from the change in light as it seeped through the door. Talon sat on the edge of the bed, opening the packet of food. He could feel a tail creeping around his exposed bicep. It flicked playfully at his chest before curling around his arm. He felt something heavy on his shoulder.
Talon lifted the food from the package up to his shoulder, a forked tongue shot out, grasping some of the food. He turned to the side, looking straight at Cassiopeia's reptilian eyes. She flinched as he turned, seeing herself in his eyes reflection. He reached up, taking the mantel piece off her head, letting her green hair flow down to her shoulders. It was matted and neglected, the result of being under the mantel piece for so long. He placed the package on her bed, walking over to the dresser beside her bed and taking an ancient hair brush out. When he looked back he could see Cass looking up at him innocently, the food stuffed in her mouth. He gave a short laugh, causing her to giggle.
"It'sss good to see you Talon" she giggled, swatting him on chest with her tail. Talon gave her a small smile as he sat down behind her, placing the hair brush at the top of her head and struggling to bring it down through the matted clumps.
"I'll need to cut out the clumps." He said, struggling as he broke through strands. Cassiopeia stiffened as he continued brushing, eventually she laid back, resting her back on his chest as he continued to brush her hair as best he could.
"Why are you doing this Talon" she whispered, looking back at him with eyes about to water.
He said nothing back, gesturing for her to turn her head. She did as he asked, allowing him to unsheathe his knife. She looked at the knife before he placed it behind her head, underneath some strands of hair. Bringing it back he cut out a few clumps of matted hair.
The door opened and Katarina walked in, oblivious to the fact that Talon was here.
"Come on Cass, we need to get you cle-" she whispered, peaking around the corner and freezing.
"Come in Kat" talon said, placing the hair brush down.
Katarina slowly walked in, covering her eyes.
"You can open your eyesss ssssisster" Cass said.
Katarina slid her fingers apart, peeking it through the gap. Deeming it safe she removed her hand, sitting down in the armchair next to the bed.
"You need to wash her hair Kat" Talon said uncomfortably, obviously out of his comfort zone.
"She won't let me" Kat replied, waving her knife around to emphasis her point.
"You're too rough" Cass hissed, looking at Katarina suspiciously.
"Why are you in here Talon?" Kat asked, spinning the tip of a knife on her finger.
"They tried to feed her raw meat again" Talon said, holding Cass as she shivered in his grasp, burying her head into his chest.
"I am going to kill that man" Kat hissed, gripping her knife tightly.
"Get in line" Talon replied, smirking.
"Has there been any news of Marcus?" Kat asked, gently placing the knife back on her belt.
"Just rumours." Talon muttered, sheathing the knife has used to cut Cass's hair. The trio sat there in silence for a short while longer, Cass had eventually fallen asleep on top of Talon so he had to carefully remove himself from under her and replace her comfortably on the bed.
When the door closed behind them Kat hugged Talon, burying her face into his neck.
"Thank you" she mumbled, releasing him from her hug and running off down the hall, disappearing around the corner in a puff of smoke. Talon had to hold himself up against the wall as he realised how drained he was. Staying up all night to search the office had sapped his energy. He need to sleep, badly. Making his way through the maze of marble hallways he finally found the large wooden door that lead to his room. Pushing it open he walked in and collapsed on the bed. Falling asleep almost instantly.
"Talon…"
Talon looked up, seeing an image of Marcus.
"Marcus?" he replied, holding his head.
"Do I look like a man to you?"
Talon sat up, opening his eyes to the weary eyed redhead at this door, dressed in nothing but a nearly see through nightie.
"I need to sleep" She said, walking into his room and lying down next to him.
"Why are you sleeping in here?" he asked, rolling on his side and looking at her.
"You can't hear her?" Kat mumbled into the pillow.
A faint crying sound wafted through the door, causing Talon to sigh heavily.
"I've dealt with it all night, it's your turn." Kat yawned, nestling into Talon's pillow and pulling the blankets across her.
Talon sat up on the bed, pulling a cloak tight around him to ward off the cold. Putting on his boots he made his way to Cassiopeia's room. The night air was crisp as it nipped at his exposed skin, causing him to shiver as he reached the source of the crying.
Talon pushed the door open, closing it behind him and pulling the curtains aside. He climbed on the bed, not even saying a word and holding his arms open. Cass slithered up the bed, grasping tightly to Talon as he enveloped her in his arms.
"It's ok Cass" Talon whispered, resting his chin on the top of her head. She whimpered in response, curling her reptilian body around his.
"You can't coup up in this room forever" Talon whispered, planting a kiss on the top of her forehead.
"Just let me end it" she asked, looking at Talon with pleading eyes.
"No." he said firmly, tightening his grip on her.
"Why?" She asked, tears threatening to burst forth.
"I made a promise"
"Forget about your stupid promise! He's gone and he's never coming back! I'm a monster, just look at me!" Cass screamed, sliding backwards and out of his grip. She bared her fangs, clawing at the bedding beneath her.
Talon just lay there, looking at her.
"Please, just let me end it. You won't have to deal with me an-"
"I've already said no."
"I don't care about your promise to my father" she plead, lowering her face into her claws. Her shoulders began to shake as she cried.
"But I care about you" Cassiopeia stopped crying, looking at Talon with puffy red eyes.
"How can anyway care for a monster" she replied, sniffling.
"Because you're my monster"
Talon pushed up off the bed, wrapping his arms around Cass's waist as they fell back on the end of the bed. Talon looked at her face, tracing her jaw line with his finger. She smiled at him, leaning forward ever so slightly. Talon got the signal, leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers. They were surprisingly warm, the rest of her body was usually cold but she seemed to radiating heat like a forge now. He could taste the tears on her lip, the salty liquid streaming freely from her eyes now. Talon back off, unaware of why she was crying. She pulled his head back towards her, locking lips again. This time the kiss lasted longer, when they broke apart Talon breathed in heavily causing her to giggle.
Talon pulled the blankets over the two of them, casting away the night air. He laid his head down next Cass, breathing in her scent. Slowly, Talon felt the wave of sleep come crashing down as he drifted off, hugging Cass tightly to him.
"Talon!"
Talon turned, his eyes widening as he was picked up by the back of the neck.
"What have I told you about stealing?" Marcus asked, shaking the boy in his hands. A loaf of bread fell out of its place, tumbling to the floor at his feet.
"Don't get caught" Talon mumbled, starting lovingly at the bread, Marcus laughed heartily, startling the young Talon.
"You don't need to steal food from here Talon, this is your home now"
Home…
"Now here, take a seat" Marcus said, placing Talon on the seat opposite him. Marcus gestured out the window in front of them.
"What do you see out there Talon?" asked Marcus, smiling at the sight.
"I see your two daughter's sir" Talon replied, looking at the young girls.
"Not just daughter's my boy." Marcus replied, clapping Talon on the back, nearly sending him sprawling to the floor.
"Those two girls, they my boy, they are my legacy." He said.
"Legacy?" Talon asked, looking back at the girls. Cassiopeia was playing with a small doll, dressed in an elegant white dress as she dangled her legs from the bench. On the other hand was Katarina, dressed in a tight leather outfit, she had two knives in her hands, sliding them against one another, grinning mischievously.
"When I'm done and dusted, what do you think happens, my wife is already gone. To whom does this estate go to?" Marcus asked painfully, his hand shaking as he thought of his deceased wife.
"Them" Talon said, pointing to the girls.
"Exactly" Marcus said, clapping his hands together.
"Tell me Talon, do you think they're beautiful?" Marcus asked, causing a light blush to cross Talon's pale skin.
"U-uh… Yes sir?" he answered unconvincingly.
"What do you think happens to beautiful women in Noxus?" Marcus asked, frowning as he looked out the window.
Talon's expression darkened, he had seen the things men do to women. In the slums of Noxus, women were treated more as an object then a human.
"Exactly" Marcus said, noticing the change in Talon's expression.
"What do you think I would do if someone were to try that to my daughters Talon?" Marcus asked, scratching his chin.
"You would kill them" Talon replied, looking at the generals' weapon.
"Would you do the same?" Marcus asked, looking seriously at Talon. He jumped when Marcus drew his knife out of its sheath, and slammed it in the wooden table.
"Answer me Talon." He said, resting a hand on the hilt of the knife.
Talon looked out the window at the girls, imagining the things that could happen to them, it sickened him.
"Yes." Talon replied, replicating Marcus's actions with his own knife. A small smile cross the general's face, his usually dark and battle hardened exterior softening a little. Without warning he slid his hand across the blade, drawing a small incision on his palm. A small trickle of blood poured from the wound, sliding down his arm. Talon did the said, drawing blood from his hand.
"Do you promise, Talon. That you will uphold the Du Couteau Legacy to the best of your ability." Marcus asked, extending his hand.
"I promise" Talon replied, meeting the general's hand. It stung the wound, as the blood mixed together.
Talon awoke with a start as the sun pierced his eyelids, squinting to the side he saw Cassiopeia happily asleep at his side, a smile spread across her face. Lying back on the bed he pushed the hair away from her face and behind her ear, causing her to nestle into his hand instinctively.
"I promise Marcus." Talon whispered, looking up at the skylight.
Author's Notes:
If you have any suggestions for this stories name, I'm willing to change. The Promised Blade will do for now.