Helena is the keeper of secrets, and when she comes to Port Charles to spill, the ramifications will affect everyone. No one can hide from her wrath and some people it will bring together and others it will tear apart. She wants revenge and is determined to get it. This is set in the future. AH
A/N - This one was a big challenge. I can thank ecompassion from HH for my gray hairs lol. In order to capture her story vision (there's a big time shift to the future), I had to play with ages and the event timeline, so you'll just have to accept the soras and de-sorasing and that events happened earlier or later than on the show. I have a whole spreadsheet keeping track of this. The first few chapters have tons of info and then we'll get down to it. This is AH. There are new characters too. I really hope you like it. It's an emotional roller coaster. It's a bit more ensemble for good reasons, but Liason is always endgame and will be the focus later on. Steve is the Jason of my heart. I kept a lot of what happened on the show, sometimes altering the details, and this usually leads to debate. Regarding Liason, I'm not going to trash one over the other when they were both responsible for not being together and making bad choices. Will be posting MWF first week. We'll see after that.
Chapter 1
Greece - 2022
Helena Cassadine sat on her balcony looking at the multi-colored sunset as she reflected on her past. All the hard work she had put forth to train and groom her great-grandson was about to pay off. Countless hours were spent teaching him to hate the Spencers until his need for revenge was as necessary as his need to breathe. Of course, there were others that would pay as well for their deceit. But for now, getting rid of that blight of a family would be an excellent start. The physical and mental aspects were grueling, but he never complained and seemed to accept his fate. Given her age and medical condition, she knew she didn't have long to live. At ninety-ish, she was very spry, but she couldn't live forever—God knows she tried.
Thinking back, it seemed like an eternity since she was pregnant with her first daughter. Mikkos had demanded that she sire an heir. He wanted several kids in line for the keys to his kingdom. It wasn't about birthrights or order. He wanted to make his children fight for the right to rule the empire, even if that meant they killed each other to do so. Only the strongest would survive. While Helena shared some of his Machiavellian views, pitting their children against each other to that degree seemed a little barbaric. She thought their firstborn should be entitled to be the true heir, but Mikkos was not having that. They would do things his way.
FLASHBACK
Mikkos lightly rubbed Helena's belly. "I can't believe we're having twins." She had gone to Glasgow and had an ultrasound done. It was new technology, but they wanted to make sure that the babies were fine. It would be sibling rivalry at its finest and the situation greatly pleased him.
"There's something else I need to tell you." She knew this conversation was not going to end well, but she hoped that he would not completely implode.
"Am I going to like it?"
"Probably not."
He huffed, but then seeing the distressed look on her face, tried to slightly smile. "Go ahead."
"One of the babies may be a girl."
His face snarled and warped into a mask of anger and rage and his pounded onto the bed. "No! This is unacceptable!"
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A girl didn't fit into Mikko's plans at all. She wouldn't be fit to run their business: a useless waste of space and time.
For several months, he was intolerably mean and menacing, threatening to kill their child when she was born. Helena thought he had gone mad and was stunned by his vicious tongue and that is when their relationship started to change. She would not leave him because she craved the power their union afforded her, but she always hated him for forcing her hand. Feeling like she had no other choice, she gave up her daughter for adoption and kept her son Stavros.
It took years to find out where she was and sadly, Helena discovered that she had passed away. At first, she was rather distraught and then she found out that her daughter had a son and a new mission arose. She was very much aware of who he was and how he lived his life. In fact, she was rather impressed by his countenance. When the reveal is made regarding the circumstances of his existence, it will send shock waves throughout the town and have so many implications. All sorts of secrets were going to see the light of day and certain Port Charles residents would never be the same again.
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Port Charles - Summer
Josslyn lay on a blanket at the lake, soaking up the sun. She had just graduated from college and was enjoying her last semblance of her spoiled youth before she had to get a job and become an adult. She felt water splash against her skin and her eyes opened as she squinted. "Spencer, you're such a jerk."
He grinned. "Come in with me."
"I'm trying to work on my tan."
"You look fine."
Alec walked up to them. "Hey Joss."
Spencer rolled his eyes.
Josslyn returned the greeting. Alec Janacek Jr. was the bane of her mother's existence. He was twenty and had a crush on her. When Carly found out that the son of Brenda Barrett liked her daughter, Joss thought her head was going to spin around. "Hey Alec, come sit." She definitely used the attraction to her advantage whenever she wanted to piss her mom off.
Spencer groaned and walked away. He hated Alec and didn't understand why Joss insisted on being friends with him. The geek was a pain in his ass, always ruining a good time. He walked over to Cameron and Emma who were lounging on a blanket. He didn't get to see them that often because they had gone to college in New York City. Cam's family had moved away a long time ago, but they weren't far away and Emma's dad and Cam's mom were still close. "No one wants to go in."
Emma frowned. "Are you pouting?"
Spencer rolled his eyes. "What if I am?"
Cam sighed. "I'll go in with you in a few minutes." Spencer was happy and so was a ten year old Kyle Drake, Emma's half-brother. Her dad had married Maya Ward. She was nice and Emma grew to love her. Robin had moved to Paris during her high school years and would come back to town around Christmas or as needed. They were still close, but she had really come to rely on Maya for guidance during her awkward preteen years. She just identified with that struggle more than her mom did.
Cam and Spencer had remained close. During the summers when they were in junior high, Spencer had begged his father to send him to camp so they could spend time together. Nikolas thought it was beneath him, but he eventually acquiesced. Spencer just didn't feel comfortable with most of the kids in his school. They teased him a lot about Windemere and his great-grandmother, but Cam never judged him like that.
It had been rough after Jake died. They were young and Spencer tried to be a good friend. Thinking back, that experience was what had really bonded them. He and Emma done their best to try to help Cam cope. It also sealed Emma and Cam's relationship. He couldn't remember a time when they weren't joined at the hip. Jake had been nine when he had been struck by Luke's car and killed. It devastated everyone. It happened before a baseball game.
FLASHBACK
Jake looked both ways and jogged across the street. As he rounded the corner, there was no traffic so he quickly walked diagonally to get to his mom's mini-van. He unlocked it and grabbed his glove. It just wasn't any glove, it was lucky and even though it sounded ridiculous and Cam teased him endlessly about it, he just seemed to play better when he wore it. Last Christmas, it showed up under the tree and he just knew his mom must have given it to him even though Lucky took credit for it. Elizabeth never told him that Jason had provided it. His father made sure he had at least one present under the tree from him every year, even if his son would never know it.
Smiling, Jake slammed the door and dashed into the street and that is when he saw the car in his peripheral vision. There were no brakes squealing to warn him or a car horn to alert him to its presence. His eyes connected with Luke Spencer's and he was suddenly recoiling in pain and airborne: his small lean body twisted through the air until blackness surrounded him.
"Oh—my—God," Luke said slamming on the brakes.
A scream pierced the air and Elizabeth's heart dropped. She started sprinting to the car as Cam and Patrick followed her. Jason had been standing on the other side of the field by a tree, trying to catch a glimpse of his son playing. When he saw Elizabeth run towards the noise, he took off after her.
Elizabeth was already crying as she ran. She could hear the din from an ambulance nearing and people were kneeling by the sidewalk, in between two parked cars, as Luke paced back and forth in the street.
A guttural wail broke from her lips as she finally saw her son, his blonde hair mostly red. Luke grabbed her to pull her back and Liz started to beat on him. "How could you? You killed my son. How could you do this?"
"Elizabeth, it was an accident."
"Get off of me. Get your hands off of me!" she screamed.
Luke let her go and she ran to Patrick's side who was trying his best to slow the bleeding.
"Elizabeth, I need you to hold this. I need to check and see what other injuries he has." Jake was barely hanging on and had a very weak pulse.
She took a deep breath and her nursing training kicked in and she began to apply pressure. Jason picked up the glove that was on the ground and clutched it to his chest. Cam picked up the keys and was starting to lose it when Jason grabbed him and pulled him into his arms when the boy's knees began to buckle. Maya had stayed at the park with Aidan and Emma had ran back to tell her what happened.
"Stay here with Aidan."
Emma nodded and Lulu walked over to them and took them back over to the stands before calling her brother to tell him to go to the hospital.
Maya ran to the scene and tried to help. The ambulance pulled up and Jake was stabilized and rushed away. Luke had wandered off in a daze. His car was still in the middle of the street with the door wide open. He ended up sitting down behind a wall a few houses away as he sobbed. The cops were looking for him everywhere, and several hours later a woman spotted him and called them and they picked him up.
END FLASHBACK
There was a lot of speculation afterwards, but it was deemed an accident because Jake was jaywalking. It was the fall that had hurt him the most. When he was thrown, his head hit the edge of the sidewalk and did irreparable damage. He was in a coma for days and then they lost him.
Cam had been thinking about his brother a lot. It had been eleven years since he was taken from them. He really missed him. His mother fell apart and even Jason, who he later found out was Jake's father, was devastated. That was a whole other shock when he overheard that Jason and his mom had hid Jake's parentage. While he understood the dangers of Jason's life, he couldn't help feeling upset by it all. His mother had asked Jason to walk away from their son and Jason had agreed. That he couldn't understand, especially because he had witnessed their closeness and the alternative solution was just so wrong. How do you walk away from your kid and on the other hand choose a drug addict as the better option? His eyes rolled as he saw Lucky Spencer get out of his car.
Lucky strode towards his son. "Aidan. Let's go."
Aidan groaned. "Please tell me that I'm hearing things and that isn't my sperm donor." His dad had left town for five years after Jake passed away and hadn't really been around that much before for a few years before that. When he returned, he decided that he wanted a relationship with his son, but the young boy wanted no part of him.
Cam chuckled. "Sorry, but he's here."
Lucky stopped at the edge of the blanket. "Come on. We can't be late. We're meeting your mom for lunch."
"She's not my mom."
Lucky sighed. It was frustrating that Aidan hated his wife. For the last five years, Sam had tried everything to change his mind. Elizabeth swore that she didn't talk shit about her, but he wasn't so sure. It wasn't like Sam had ever done anything bad to Aidan. "Lose the attitude and let's go."
Aidan sat up and roughly put on his shirt. He didn't understand how his mother had spent so many years with the asshole. "Later," he said to Cam before getting up and leaving. He had slightly over two more years and then he was eighteen and could do whatever the hell he wanted. It was going to seem like an eternity.
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Maxie looked over at her thirteen year old daughter Georgie. "I'll be back in two hours."
"Bye." Georgie ran towards her friends and threw her bag down. "Hey Avery."
At twelve and a half, Avery Corinthos was already quite the looker with dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes. She favors her father, but is petite like her mom. Everyone said she had her cheekbones. Unfortunately, her mother had disappeared mysteriously when she was a toddler, so she only had pictures of her and people's memories to go by. Carly had raised her for the most part. Her step-mother and father had been married on and off seven times. It would be epic if it weren't so ridiculous. She had to give it to Carly though, when she wasn't with Sonny, she still treated her like her daughter. The best friends warmly embraced.
Leo Jerome, Avery's smart, preppy cousin walked up to them. "Hi everyone." He is an interesting mix between Olivia and Julian and very cute. Georgie had a crush on him.
They all greeted each other affectionately. Danny Morgan, fifteen, tentatively approached them. "Hey."
Avery smiled. She thought Danny was gorgeous. He had light brown hair and blue eyes and was kind of quiet. Georgie thought he was boring, but Avery didn't mind that he was shy. "Hi."
They quickly peeled off their outer clothing and ran into the lake. It was beautiful outside and they were going to take advantage of it, since it had been raining most of the week.
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Elizabeth sat on her porch enjoying the fresh air. She couldn't believe that Cam was about to get married. She would be forty this year and the thought made her shudder. Where had the time gone?
Everything had changed when Jake had died. It was like her heart had been ripped out and stomped on over and over. She saw him everywhere and she thought she was going insane. Finally, she came to the conclusion that she couldn't stay there and left town by the time his next birthday came around. To many things reminded her of a life she couldn't have. Her son was gone. People judged her left and right. And then there was Jason. They had been through so much, but it seemed like neither one could find happiness together or apart. After Jake died, they had re-connected their friendship, much to the chagrin of just about everyone. Maybe misery just loved company, but he had been there for her and saying goodbye was the hardest thing she had ever done. When she left, she had basically told him to forget her and try to salvage his failing marriage. He was upset at first, but she really left him no choice. She needed to start over and he needed to be there for Danny. For the most part, they didn't have contact. She refused to take his calls because she didn't trust herself to stay away. For several years, he gave up and then he unexpectedly showed up one day. Cam had opened the door and got a big surprise.
A/N - Let me know what you think.
