Prologue: A New Game
Shooting a man publicly was quite effective. Reaver knew this from several past uprisings his underlings dared to start. There was nothing quite like intimidation and a well-placed shot to keep the filth complacent for another decade or so. As he blew the smoke from his gun, a flash of red caught his eye. Two flashes, to be precise.
"Well, isn't this interesting?" He smirked as he examined the source of his distraction.
It was the royal twins. Just by looking at them, he could see Sparrow: her perfect, creamy skin and luscious curves on the slight frame of the girl, the frustratingly stubborn look of determination on the boy's face. Their hair, however, was a separate matter entirely. The blood-red hue was unnatural; it came from neither mother nor father, and it unsettled most people.
Reaver was not most people.
He had not seen the twins in seven years, ever since Sparrow passed into the void. He never went to the castle; Logan always came to him, be it at the mansion or in Bowerstone Industrial. He only recognized the twins due to their hair.
Seven years had done wonders for them. He had many fetishes, but pedophilia was not among them, so the thirteen-year olds failed to pique his interest. These twenty-year olds, though, were an entirely different story.
The boy, Adin, met his gaze with an emerald one, shaking with fury. The girl, Ada, a full head shorter than Adin and soulful sapphire eyes in place of green, stared at Reaver with a quiet anger that rivaled her brother's rage. Reaver fought the urge to laugh. Heroes always got upset at the smallest things. What was a mindless peasant or two? It was for a good cause! The real crime was wasting these unique talents on every blabbering peon who wanted a favor. Like Logan, always begging for money…
That gave Reaver an idea. He abhorred granting charity, but it seemed the idiot king finally had something to offer. Two somethings, to be precise.
He winked at the twins before disappearing into his office. He had some arrangements to make.
AN: Hey! This is my official new project. If you were particularly attached to Captive, I am truly sorry. There was simply not enough planning before that fanfic, and I could not, in good conscience, move forward with it. If one of you lovely people would like to continue it, be my guest.
On a happier note, this is a Reaver fic! I tried to take a different path from everyone else, and I do not believe anyone else has had a pair of royal twins. The next chapter will be up shortly after this, so don't be too impatient.
Any new readers? Have fun in the bizarre world of my mind ;)
