A/N: Ok so here is the deal. I wrote this years ago. It started when season one was still aring and went through high school. I am a very Different person now, far more mature in my writing now being a senior in college about to graduate with an English literature and language degree. This story is not finished and hasn't been touched for years. However, earlier today after finishing an important draft of my senior thesis, I began to wonder if the thesis, being at 4325 words was the longest thing I had ever written. I immediately opened the book I am writing and sighed happily that it was at 6330. But then I thought about this. I was looking through my documents to see if I still had it, I did, and I remembered all the hours during and after school I would work on it to pass the time during a very bad time in my life. I opened the document to find that it was 18000+ words and my jaw dropped. I just feel like I owe it to that version of myself to put out the work I did. If I get enough response, I would consider picking it up between assignments, but I doubt it will pick up that kind of traction. This is very much for me, and if you find enjoyment in it, I am grateful.
Chapter 1
"How did I get myself into this," Klarion thought to himself as he looked over the girl in front of him. It had started with a simple sarcastic remark about how he could keep the hostage at his place for the time being. The next thing he knew he had one of those justice league brats going with him to his place. The worst part, It was the peppy Martian.
4 hours before:
Klarion and his partners were having their usual nothing out of the ordinary battle with the league, but it was in daylight for some reason. The plan was the others create a distraction, and he would use his sorcery to sneak into Star Labs to snatch their prize. The prize being a few chemical mixtures to help with one of their "projects". When he made it back to headquarters he had found that Brain had knocked out and captured the green girl.
"Why not just kill her now?" Sportsmaster suggested.
"Aw, but that's no fun," Klarion said plopping down next to the unconscious girl lying on a table. He smirked and ran his hand through the girl's hair.
"Careful, Witch boy," Professor Ivo snapped, "We don't need her waking up and tearing this place apart. We have worked too hard for too long on this, and we certainly don't need it all ruined by some magic happy imbecile such as yourself." The other occupants in the room froze out of horror. All attention was turned toward Klarion whose smile had disappeared. He turned his head and gave the professor a blank, but extremely threating stare. Ivo said nothing and just crossed his arms. With that Klarion closed his eyes and cracked his neck loudly, quickly hoped off the table, and moved forward toward the professor. Ivo immediately began backing away from the witch quickly, the horrified look on his face now matching that of the other villains.
Teekl, who had found a place next to her partner on the floor realized, what was about to happen and leapt up on the table. She quickly extended her paw grabbing Klarion's robe with her claws, holding him back.
We still need him, Klarion, be calm, She mewed to her enraged partner. Klarion took a deep breath and relaxed his shoulders in an effort to close of his connection to magic. The whole room seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when the witch boy somewhat relaxed. Still glaring murderously at the man, Klarion sat back down on the table.
"That cat just saved your life," Sportsmaster whispered to Ivo seriously, "Be careful what you say around him." Teekl was purring furiously and rubbing up against his chest. She had sensed that though he appeared calm, he was absolutely furious. The sound of her purr almost always calmed him down, so it was worth a try.
Calm, Klarion, try to keep calm. The man is just nervous about having a hero in here. Just keep your temper under control. The cat pawed at one Klarion's clawed hands, which he picked up and began gently stroking her with. Without responding to teekl he turned to M'gann and muttered a sleeping spell.
"There Ivo, now she CAN'T wake up."
"But zee question is, what to do with her," Brains said, his heavy accent breaking the awkward feeling in the room.
"How about keeping her as a hostage, and give the league a list of demands to get her back? Whatever we decide she absolutely cannot stay here," Ivo said coming out of the shock of almost being killed.
"Well, I can take her home with me since Mr. know- it-all over there seems to be so worried about her. I have a nice cozy dungeon down in the basement. It's a vacant location in the middle of nowhere. The perfect vacation destination for young Martian teens, and it's the new one in the physical world," Klarion suggested sarcastically. He began picking at his claws out of annoyance and boredom. The room was silent for a moment.
"You got the job Klarion," Sportsmaster said taking off his mask and straightening his blond hair.
"WHA- OW!" Klarion yelped. He had missed one of his claws and accidentally sliced his finger with the other. Crimson blood began to drip down his pointer finger. Teekl simply licked the injury and it healed. Klarion nodded a thank you at the cat before turning to the man and yelling, "I wasn't serious, dummy!"
"But it was a good idea," Sportsmaster smirked, "we can keep her alive and out of our hair at your place."
"I think so as well," Ivo agreed.
"Oui," Brain said plainly.
"No no no no no no no no no no no no no Nooooooo! I don't want her! I don't I don't I don't!" Klarion howled, springing to a standing position and stomping his foot wildly. Teekl yelped in surprise as she hit the floor, and she scampered off with all her fur standing on end.
"It was your suggestion," Ivo mocked with a smile.
After about thirty minutes of Klarion throwing a large/dramatic temper tantrum, and the rest of the villains being stubborn, he had finally given in.
Present time 6:00pm:
"How did I get myself into THIS?" Klarion repeated, levitating the still unconscious girl next to him ask he walked down the vacant road that led to his current home.
This would not have happened if you had kept you mouth shut, Teekl growled still angry about the whole being thrown on the floor incident. Klarion glanced down at the cat before saying, "it was either a sarcastic comment, or me ripping that bossy doctor limb from limb."
That still does not excuse it. Look, we're home. The cat growled again trotting forward toward the house, or to put it in more proper terms, the mansion. The house was huge, and resembled a small castle in design. It was on a large lot, with dense forests bordering the property. The front of the yard near the road was blocked by a black fence with a large gate in the center. The grass in the yard had a yellow tint in it from lack of care and there was field in the back that had grass waist high.
Klarion flicked his hand and the gates flew open. He walked down the long walkway that led to a small porch and sat on the step.
"What am I going to do with her," he thought to himself, levitating the still unconscious girl alongside him, "I could put her in the dungeon, but she might start screaming. I love it when I make people scream and all, but not when it's constant and I can't get away from it. A silence spell could work, but do I really want to have even a tiny bit of my energy being drained from me keeping that going? No, I'm already using some to keep her contained. I have stuff I wanna do! I hate this!" Klarion practically screamed in his mind. Teekl gave a low growl and telepathically said, stop your pouting and get me food. Just put her on the couch for now, I'm hungry. Klarion gave the cat a side glance and snapped, "Your smart, get it yourself." The cat's ears curled back in annoyance and her tail began slashing from side to side. Klarion let out a yelp as he fell backwards. Teekl had pounced onto his chest, her claws completely unsheathed.
I don't have thumbs dimwit," she growled. She leapt off of Klarion and slipped through the small cat door that had been cut into the main one.
"Stupid cat," Klarion mumbled. He was about to follow his familiar when he heard a slight moan coming from M'gann. Her eyes fluttered open and she gasped when she saw that she was not at the cave. She looked around dazed for a second before locking her gaze on the witch boy.
"Let me go now Klarion!" she snapped rather loudly.
"Geez, no need to yell, I'm right here," he teased crossing his arms. The Martian glared at him and began to try to get out of the spells grasp.
"That's useless you know. The only way you're getting out of is if I want you to," Klarion said looking at his hand, bored.
"Put me down Witch Boy," she demanded again. She managed to keep a straight face, but the fear that was building up inside of her was about to manifest in a shriek. It took all of her strength not to scream.
"I will put you down as soon as I put up a barrier to keep you from running off," Klarion said walking over to M'gann.
"What? What is going on here?" she asked becoming terrified. The witch brought the girl down to eye level, and leaned so that his face was only inches from hers. She quickly turned away from the boy and started struggling against the spell once again. Klarion chuckled and placed the claw of his pointer finger under her chin. He slowly turned her face toward his. "Consider yourself a hostage," he smirked. M'gann's eyes widened in terror and she mouthed the word "no". Klarion backed away from her smiling.
"Teekl, here kitty kitty!" he called turning toward the house. When the cat did not appear he clicked his tongue a few times and called again. Teekl slowly slinked out of the cat door, her ears flat on her head in anger. She let out a low yowl and said to Klarion, I told you, I'm hungry. Now get your scrawny-self inside and get me some food! , she turned to walk back inside, expecting her partner to follow. When the witch boy did not move she turned and gave him a questioning look.
"I will feed you after I put up the force field," he said, a glowing red circle appearing around his feet.
Technically it's a magic barrier, Teekl groaned, and why do you need me?
"Because it looks cooler having a side kick around," he said putting his hands on his hips.
Oh so now I'm a side kick?! She hissed.
"Okay, never mind about the side kick thing," Klarion sighed rolling his eyes. M'gann was ever so confused since she could only hear one side of the conversation. What Klarion was saying made absolutely no sense.
Just get on with it Klarion. You're already on thin ice with me, Teekl mewed lying her head down on the deck, her tail twitching back and forth.
"Fine," Klarion groaned before beginning the spell. Slowly a red glowing dome began forming around the property.
"Please, Klarion, don't do this! Let me go! Please!" M'gann pleaded, but as soon as she got the words out, the spell was finished.
"There," Klarion said examining his work, "now to make it less suspicious." He snapped and the glowing red dome faded away.
Test it, Teekl ordered from the porch.
"Alright Martian," he snapped his fingers again and M'gann fell onto the slightly brown grass with a small thump, "try to get out." she did not have to be told twice. She flew up in to the air at top speed, but once she was a few feet above the mansion she smashed into the spell. She yelped and her vision faded for a split second. The space where she hit temporarily turned red, but quickly faded back to unnoticeable. She panicked and began pounding on it with all her strength. Klarion snickered and yanked some large chunks of earth from the yard using magic, and levitated them up to M'gann's height. Without realizing where they came from, she used her telepathy and began smashing them against the field. The earth broke apart on contact and fell toward the ground.
"It's like it's raining dirt!" Klarion laughed throwing his hands up in the air. Teekl hissed and moved further under the roof of the deck to avoid the debris. After about ten minutes of panic M'gann finally decided it was useless. She turned to Klarion and tried to get into his head to force him to bring it down.
"Bad idea," Klarion said suddenly serious, "you get into my head, and I can use that same link to get into yours." M'gann instantly withdrew.
"What are you going to do with me?" she asked afraid.
"Well, unfortunately, I can't kill you," the witch boy sighed.
Remember me? You can go over this in the kitchen, Teekl meowed growing increasingly annoyed.
"Come on, girly, were going inside," Klarion motioned for her to come down. When she continued to float just above the roof Klarion cocked an eyebrow at her and repeated "Come on. We're going inside."
"No," she said bluntly.
"You can float there all you want, but it's supposed to rain tonight and if you are still outside I will make sure it gets through," Klarion yelled up to her. Feeling she had better chances of surviving this encounter if she was not wet and cold, she reluctantly floated down.
"Now was that hard?" He asked patting her head.
"Don't touch me," she ordered. Klarion shrugged and walked to the door with his new "roommate" following close behind. He opened the large front door and stepped aside.
"After you," he said gesturing for her to go first.
"Don't pretend to be a gentleman," she snapped walking in the door.
"Who's pretending?" Klarion called after her walking after her. M'gann was shocked to find that the house was beautiful on the inside. She had imagined that a lord of chaos would have a house that was, well, absolutely chaotic. This was the exact opposite. The main entrance was huge. Directly ahead was a large staircase the split leading to two different hallways at the top. The floors were made of polished cherry wood, and the walls were painted maroon. A large crystal chandelier hung from the high ceiling. The place was pretty well lit considering Klarion was an evil dark sorcerer.
"Come on, follow me," Klarion took the lead and Megan cautiously followed. They turned down a hallway to the left of the stairs on the ground floor.
So have you decided where to keep her? Teekl asked jumping on Klarion's shoulders, happy she was finally getting fed.
"Wherever keeps her quiet and out of my hair. Those brats can be a real pain," he whispered back to his familiar.
"What did you say?" M'gann snapped.
"I asked for your name," he said turning back to the teen, attempting to cover up his comment.
"Megan," she replied deciding it was a bad idea to let an evil sorcerer now her real Martian name.
"Okay, Megan, just wait in there for a moment, I have to go grab Teekl's food real quick," Klarion said pointing to a room on the left. M'gann started to protest but before she could Klarion waved his hand and she was thrown into the room with a scream. Teekl trotted in after her and Klarion shut the door.
M'gann lifted herself off the floor and looked around. It had a darker feeling to it and the only light came from few candles and a lit fireplace. There were no windows and there was a small round table in the corner of the room that was covered with all sorts of papers and books. Books seemed to be the theme of the room because there were shelves and shelves of them.
"This must be his study," she thought to herself finding her way over to the small couch by the fire place. She cautiously sat down and hugged her knees to her chest, "this can't be happening to me!"