TITLE : Meeting The Past – Embracing The Future
AUTHOR : Aset
E-MAIL: Eponine_Aset@hotmail.com
CATEGORY : adventure / magic / romance
RATING : PG- 13
PAIRINGS : S/ B ; S/M
DISCLAIMER : The personages of AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr and Mandy of course ;o)
SUMMARY : It's a story about Maeve's return, Bryn's past (and future)… and choices
AUTHOR'S NOTE: First of all, I've got to apologise for possible mistakes in the text. English is not my native language and I haven't got a betareader (yet).
As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Horus, Dena and Ernie, for reading, helping me out, and most of all ; listen to my whining over and over again ! ! ! Thanks guys, you're the best! ! !
I didn't really follow AoS when Maeve was still on the show, so I don't really know how she'd react on the situations in this story.
Ok, I know the prologue may seem a bit boring and weird, but I promise the rest will be better!!
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PROLOGUE: MEETING THE PAST; BORR
*-7 years before Meave's return –*
Thunder and lightning. It was raining, hard drops falling down from the sky, mingling with the seawater. A storm had set about an hour ago, rocking the Nomad and his passengers.
'Maeve!' Sinbad yelled when he saw how she was struggling to break free from the ropes while the waves brought the salty water on deck. He ran up to her, trying to help her, while the others lowered the sail and hurried below deck, to safety. As soon as she was freed, Maeve and Sinbad joined them. There the crew waited until it stopped.
'That's three times in five days!' Doubar said, not really pleased with the weather.
It had started raining over a week ago. Ever since they'd left Naga behind, it had been raining and it had never really stopped ever since . The weather was harsh, and so was life on the Nomad. But it wasn't just a storm…
***
'I'll get them! Every single one of them!' Borr shouted as he was released from the prison, 'That wicked witch, that selfish captain and every single one of the rest! They will pay for this. No one puts Borr behind bars!'
He walked out of the city, on to the beach, where he saw the Nomad set sail in the distance.
'You'll pay for this, Sinbad! Oh, you'll pay big time!' he said as he raised his hands into the air, causing the clouds to darken and come together. Lightening stroke like hell had burst open, and thunder was to be heard throughout the island.
'God of thunder, god of lightning!
Raise you son to be frightening.
Raise him to kill,
And obey your every will.
Raise him not to love or to care
But to rape and to dare.
Send me the power and the strength,
To rule at every length!
To rule and obey,
To kill, send away.
Let your son be me,
Let me be as strong as he,
To kill, to dare, to take revenge,
To rule, every trench!'
He started to chant, a mystical deep voice, mixing with the storm he sent out over sea. He ended the chant, starting to laugh. Hysterical laugher filled the nightly sky, as the thunder gently slid away over sea.
***
'Maybe it's just the Monsoon' Firouz suggested.
The crew had gathered in the kitchen. The storm had cleared a bit, just the rain remained.
'That can't be We're in the Mediterranean, Firouz! No Monsoons here!' Doubar said from his seat near the window., 'Maybe it's just a storm. It's winter you know, always storms there!'
'No', Maeve said as she looked up to Sinbad, 'No, it's nothing like that, it's nothing natural. It's..it's magic' she said.
'What?' the four men looked at her.
'I can sense it, you know'
'You think it's got something to do with that wizard we locked up?' Sinbad spoke, the first time since the storm had calmed down.
'Maybe, I don't know'
'How do we stop it?'
'I don't know' she said again.
'Wow! Some kind of witch you are!', a voice ran through the kitchen, 'not even knowing how to stop a little wizard. That's what you've called me, right? Just a beggar, just a madman thinking he's a wizard. Well' some more magic now then hocus pocus, huh? Hahaha!'
'Borr?'
'Well, what ya'know! The capt'n! Isn't he the clever one? You thought you've had it all figured out, didn't you? Saving the princess, saving the kingdom… Pff! Did you really think those bars would've stopped me?'
'What do you want?' Sinbad's voice was hard. He hadn't liked the little black man for one minute, and his magic was something he disliked even more right now.
'Well, some revenge would be nice', the voice said, 'Yes, that would be nice indeed! Some dead people on board of a haunted ship. Yes, I could live with that! But, no! One thing would be enough.'
'What? What do you want, Borr?'
'Well, your powers of course!', the voice said as the others saw Maeve's blonde hair was lifted up in the air.
'Don't worry, I'll be back!' he continued, then they heard some thunder, and he was gone.
***
It had started that night. The rain had stopped, the storm was over. Maeve was in her cabin. She had just gone to bed when she heard it. It sounded like crying, somebody was weeping. A child was weeping. But that was impossible, there were no children on board of the ship!
'Hello?' Maeve called, 'Is somebody there?'
'Just me' a little girl said as she stepped out of her hiding place. She was about nine years old, and had lovely dark curled hair. She wore an adorable dress and was holding a doll in her right hand. She would have been a perfectly normal and beautiful young girl, wasn't it that she was all transparent.
Maeve gasped, 'You...you're a ghost!'
'I know', the girl said, 'please don't run! I didn't mean to scare you'
'You…you didn't' Maeve said as she looked at the little ghost as she walked, almost floated through her room, then sitting down at the desk, staring at Maeve.
'I'm Mandy' the girl said, giving Maeve a smile.
'I'm Maeve' the sorceress said, not really believing what was going on.
The girl remained silent for a while, then started by saying, 'He's bad, you know' while she looked from her feet to Maeve, looking her into the eyes.
'Who? Who's bad, Mandy?'
'Daddy'
'Your father?'
'He wants to hurt you'
Maeve was amazed. The little girl gave her no chance to reply, she just continued her story.
'He's jealous of you, of your powers, so he wants to hurt you. He wants to hurt everybody, just like he hurt me, and like he wants to hurt my sister. But she's gone, he can't find her!'
The girl went to sit at the bedside.
'You're pretty' she said as she carefully touched Maeve's hair, 'I don't know why he wants to hurt you'
'Why has he hurt you, Mandy?'
'I didn't have the powers!'
'What powers?', she thought of the voice in the kitchen, Borr. Could it be that he was the girl's father?
'Like yours, that's why he wants you'
'Borr?'
'That's daddy' the girl whispered, 'be careful', she said, then she was gone.
***
Every night the little girl would pay her a visit. And more and more curiosities took place on board of the Nomad. Levitation, disappearing object… a true freak-show.
They knew who was the cause of it, and Maeve spent every free moment she found, reading her books, looking for a solution. Borr hadn't come back yet, but he was torturing them. And then she found it… Mandy!'
The girl was the key. As a ghost she had powers, but she wouldn't find peace, not even with the powers. Her dad had killed her, and he would be the one to grant her rest. It was complicated, but possible. The girl was the key, she had to forgive him, and her father had to show regret. It wouldn't be easy, she thought, but that didn't matter.
That night, she spoke to the girl once more…
'And then he would throw me in the basement. I was bad to him, I didn't have any powers.'
Borr was a devil, no other words for such a man. It would be hard to teach him to love. As Mandy told about her past, also good things came up. And it were those positive things that made her revive, so Maeve would ask her everything about the good things.
Borr had come back too, this time in person. He was on the Nomad… that is sometimes. Other times he just vaporised and then vanished. As she saw the sorcerer appear in the room, she called out for Mandy.
'Time to face the past, Borr!' Maeve smiled.
The magician screamed as he saw the image of his daughter come to life right in front of him.
'Be gone! Be gone!' he started yelling.
'Father', Mandy said.
'It's okay, Mandy, he's just frightened to death' The little girl giggled.
'It's me, daddy'
'Oh, Mandy' Borr uttered. He'd never expected this, certainly not that his girl would still love him, not after all that he'd done.
'I love you' she said.
For a moment Maeve thought that her plan would fail as she saw the look in Borr's eyes change. But it wasn't the final turn to evil, it was him who broke. It was the father who was there now, not the almighty sorcerer.
'I'm sorry', he said silently, reaching out for the girl,' I'm so sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to hurt you. I wasn't thinking.'
The girl ran into his open harms, hugging him tightly. She was crying tears of joy. Little stars appeared and started circling around the two people, going faster and faster as the two slowly faded away…
***
'Bye, Mandy!' Maeve whispered as she was back alone in the cabin. Silence had returned, no more knocking sounds, no more nightly screams. All was back to normal. The solution had been so easy, maybe a bit too easy, but the ghosts were gone, and so was Borr…
At least that's what everybody believed…
AUTHOR : Aset
E-MAIL: Eponine_Aset@hotmail.com
CATEGORY : adventure / magic / romance
RATING : PG- 13
PAIRINGS : S/ B ; S/M
DISCLAIMER : The personages of AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr and Mandy of course ;o)
SUMMARY : It's a story about Maeve's return, Bryn's past (and future)… and choices
AUTHOR'S NOTE: First of all, I've got to apologise for possible mistakes in the text. English is not my native language and I haven't got a betareader (yet).
As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Horus, Dena and Ernie, for reading, helping me out, and most of all ; listen to my whining over and over again ! ! ! Thanks guys, you're the best! ! !
I didn't really follow AoS when Maeve was still on the show, so I don't really know how she'd react on the situations in this story.
Ok, I know the prologue may seem a bit boring and weird, but I promise the rest will be better!!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------
PROLOGUE: MEETING THE PAST; BORR
*-7 years before Meave's return –*
Thunder and lightning. It was raining, hard drops falling down from the sky, mingling with the seawater. A storm had set about an hour ago, rocking the Nomad and his passengers.
'Maeve!' Sinbad yelled when he saw how she was struggling to break free from the ropes while the waves brought the salty water on deck. He ran up to her, trying to help her, while the others lowered the sail and hurried below deck, to safety. As soon as she was freed, Maeve and Sinbad joined them. There the crew waited until it stopped.
'That's three times in five days!' Doubar said, not really pleased with the weather.
It had started raining over a week ago. Ever since they'd left Naga behind, it had been raining and it had never really stopped ever since . The weather was harsh, and so was life on the Nomad. But it wasn't just a storm…
***
'I'll get them! Every single one of them!' Borr shouted as he was released from the prison, 'That wicked witch, that selfish captain and every single one of the rest! They will pay for this. No one puts Borr behind bars!'
He walked out of the city, on to the beach, where he saw the Nomad set sail in the distance.
'You'll pay for this, Sinbad! Oh, you'll pay big time!' he said as he raised his hands into the air, causing the clouds to darken and come together. Lightening stroke like hell had burst open, and thunder was to be heard throughout the island.
'God of thunder, god of lightning!
Raise you son to be frightening.
Raise him to kill,
And obey your every will.
Raise him not to love or to care
But to rape and to dare.
Send me the power and the strength,
To rule at every length!
To rule and obey,
To kill, send away.
Let your son be me,
Let me be as strong as he,
To kill, to dare, to take revenge,
To rule, every trench!'
He started to chant, a mystical deep voice, mixing with the storm he sent out over sea. He ended the chant, starting to laugh. Hysterical laugher filled the nightly sky, as the thunder gently slid away over sea.
***
'Maybe it's just the Monsoon' Firouz suggested.
The crew had gathered in the kitchen. The storm had cleared a bit, just the rain remained.
'That can't be We're in the Mediterranean, Firouz! No Monsoons here!' Doubar said from his seat near the window., 'Maybe it's just a storm. It's winter you know, always storms there!'
'No', Maeve said as she looked up to Sinbad, 'No, it's nothing like that, it's nothing natural. It's..it's magic' she said.
'What?' the four men looked at her.
'I can sense it, you know'
'You think it's got something to do with that wizard we locked up?' Sinbad spoke, the first time since the storm had calmed down.
'Maybe, I don't know'
'How do we stop it?'
'I don't know' she said again.
'Wow! Some kind of witch you are!', a voice ran through the kitchen, 'not even knowing how to stop a little wizard. That's what you've called me, right? Just a beggar, just a madman thinking he's a wizard. Well' some more magic now then hocus pocus, huh? Hahaha!'
'Borr?'
'Well, what ya'know! The capt'n! Isn't he the clever one? You thought you've had it all figured out, didn't you? Saving the princess, saving the kingdom… Pff! Did you really think those bars would've stopped me?'
'What do you want?' Sinbad's voice was hard. He hadn't liked the little black man for one minute, and his magic was something he disliked even more right now.
'Well, some revenge would be nice', the voice said, 'Yes, that would be nice indeed! Some dead people on board of a haunted ship. Yes, I could live with that! But, no! One thing would be enough.'
'What? What do you want, Borr?'
'Well, your powers of course!', the voice said as the others saw Maeve's blonde hair was lifted up in the air.
'Don't worry, I'll be back!' he continued, then they heard some thunder, and he was gone.
***
It had started that night. The rain had stopped, the storm was over. Maeve was in her cabin. She had just gone to bed when she heard it. It sounded like crying, somebody was weeping. A child was weeping. But that was impossible, there were no children on board of the ship!
'Hello?' Maeve called, 'Is somebody there?'
'Just me' a little girl said as she stepped out of her hiding place. She was about nine years old, and had lovely dark curled hair. She wore an adorable dress and was holding a doll in her right hand. She would have been a perfectly normal and beautiful young girl, wasn't it that she was all transparent.
Maeve gasped, 'You...you're a ghost!'
'I know', the girl said, 'please don't run! I didn't mean to scare you'
'You…you didn't' Maeve said as she looked at the little ghost as she walked, almost floated through her room, then sitting down at the desk, staring at Maeve.
'I'm Mandy' the girl said, giving Maeve a smile.
'I'm Maeve' the sorceress said, not really believing what was going on.
The girl remained silent for a while, then started by saying, 'He's bad, you know' while she looked from her feet to Maeve, looking her into the eyes.
'Who? Who's bad, Mandy?'
'Daddy'
'Your father?'
'He wants to hurt you'
Maeve was amazed. The little girl gave her no chance to reply, she just continued her story.
'He's jealous of you, of your powers, so he wants to hurt you. He wants to hurt everybody, just like he hurt me, and like he wants to hurt my sister. But she's gone, he can't find her!'
The girl went to sit at the bedside.
'You're pretty' she said as she carefully touched Maeve's hair, 'I don't know why he wants to hurt you'
'Why has he hurt you, Mandy?'
'I didn't have the powers!'
'What powers?', she thought of the voice in the kitchen, Borr. Could it be that he was the girl's father?
'Like yours, that's why he wants you'
'Borr?'
'That's daddy' the girl whispered, 'be careful', she said, then she was gone.
***
Every night the little girl would pay her a visit. And more and more curiosities took place on board of the Nomad. Levitation, disappearing object… a true freak-show.
They knew who was the cause of it, and Maeve spent every free moment she found, reading her books, looking for a solution. Borr hadn't come back yet, but he was torturing them. And then she found it… Mandy!'
The girl was the key. As a ghost she had powers, but she wouldn't find peace, not even with the powers. Her dad had killed her, and he would be the one to grant her rest. It was complicated, but possible. The girl was the key, she had to forgive him, and her father had to show regret. It wouldn't be easy, she thought, but that didn't matter.
That night, she spoke to the girl once more…
'And then he would throw me in the basement. I was bad to him, I didn't have any powers.'
Borr was a devil, no other words for such a man. It would be hard to teach him to love. As Mandy told about her past, also good things came up. And it were those positive things that made her revive, so Maeve would ask her everything about the good things.
Borr had come back too, this time in person. He was on the Nomad… that is sometimes. Other times he just vaporised and then vanished. As she saw the sorcerer appear in the room, she called out for Mandy.
'Time to face the past, Borr!' Maeve smiled.
The magician screamed as he saw the image of his daughter come to life right in front of him.
'Be gone! Be gone!' he started yelling.
'Father', Mandy said.
'It's okay, Mandy, he's just frightened to death' The little girl giggled.
'It's me, daddy'
'Oh, Mandy' Borr uttered. He'd never expected this, certainly not that his girl would still love him, not after all that he'd done.
'I love you' she said.
For a moment Maeve thought that her plan would fail as she saw the look in Borr's eyes change. But it wasn't the final turn to evil, it was him who broke. It was the father who was there now, not the almighty sorcerer.
'I'm sorry', he said silently, reaching out for the girl,' I'm so sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to hurt you. I wasn't thinking.'
The girl ran into his open harms, hugging him tightly. She was crying tears of joy. Little stars appeared and started circling around the two people, going faster and faster as the two slowly faded away…
***
'Bye, Mandy!' Maeve whispered as she was back alone in the cabin. Silence had returned, no more knocking sounds, no more nightly screams. All was back to normal. The solution had been so easy, maybe a bit too easy, but the ghosts were gone, and so was Borr…
At least that's what everybody believed…