After an argument about who has a worse life Reaver and Sparrow are contacted by Theresa who tells them a Heros life can be changed and send them back to Important days in there life. The Spire test them to see if there worthy of there capabilities. Given the chance will Sparrow save Rose?,Will Reaver find 'She' and save her? or will they both give up there current lifes for the sheltered life they've dreamed of? And will they find Love?.
Chapter One - Meetings, Arguing and Pistol.
The moon was large in the sky and the clouds where a dull blue. A ship was just making port in a small coastal town called Bloodstone. On the ship was a tall man with dark brown hair unusually styled, He was dressed from head to toe in red and gold apart from his cream shirt and brown boots, He made his way off the ship and up a stone path leading to a large mansion, The mans boots made a soft clunk with every graceful step, Attracting the attention of many street prostitutes male or female, each earned a dashing smile from the man. He approached the door of the manor several minutes later he first checked to see if it was occupied. Upon hearing noise inside he found it was and steadily removed his Dragonstomper 48.
The door to the house was unlocked and therefore it was easy for anyone to come in guns at the ready. Thought occurred to the man 'who feels safe enough to not lock a door in Bloodstone?, must be a rather good swordsman', He though, had lots of skill and wasn't afraid, So he silently pushed open the door and crept in the house.
Looking around he saw the door to his study was closed and he could here the fire from inside crackling. On his way to the door he looked around the room, lots had changed since he was here 4 years ago. Listening at the door he heard nothing only the fire burning and the sound of rain that had started thrashing against the windows. The man assumed the current owner must have fallen asleep but just as he reached for the door handle he heard the sound of something being poured into a goblet.
It was now or never, He pushed open the door and aimed straight toward the sound of movement which was coming from someone sitting on a deep plum cushioned chair. The occupier of the arm chair was a woman in her late twenties, her hair was dark brown and cut in a short boyish style, She had deep blue eyes and pale skin that had faint blue lines, barley noticeable unless to that of a skilled eye. She wore a long Lacey midnight black nightgown that fell to her ankles and showed off her collar bone as the man came in she jumped up spilling her goblet of wine onto the regal carpet, She was full of surprise, Who would be so bold as to enter the great Sparrows home by force?, she thought.
Sparrow and the man looked at each other for what seemed like hours, neither moving an inch. Now with a calmer expression Sparrow looked the man up and down, pausing her gaze at his pistol aimed towards her. After another few minutes of silence Sparrow looked at the carpet and frowned,"I'll have you know this carpet wasn't cheap".The man not expecting this response gave a stiff laugh and replied,"I'll have you know Sparrow, I don't like people redecorating my house".
Sparrow picked up the goblet and sat down with a growl, " I'll think you'll find its my house now Reaver".
Sparrow's hand motioned Reaver towards the opposite chair.
"My dear Sparrow, In case you hadn't noticed I'm the one holding the gun therfore I'm in charge" Reaver said smugly.
At this Sparrows eyes trailed back to Reavers pistol, He wouldn't really shoot me, would he? she thought to herself. She reminded herself this was the same Reaver who had betrayed her countless times, It was his fault she had nightmares about sacrificing a young womans youth and beauty, She shuddered at the thought. Reaver couldn't be trusted. Carefully she reached for her Red Dragon that lay on the floor beside her chair.
"But Reaver I thought you liked it when a woman took charge" Sparrow said in a low seductive voice, gently biting her lip.
Reaver at this point had lowered his gun and approached Sparrow,"What exactly are you suggesting", He said in an equally seductive voice.
Sparrow watched as Reaver who was inches away from her put his gun into its holster. She had just managed to grip her gun, With a triumphant grin she said "I'm suggesting you keep your filthy hands away from me".
Reaver was taken back by this, as Sparrows gun was aimed at his tables had turned to quickly for him to even realise. He was still comprehending how Sparrow went from seductive to serious in seconds flat. After all who could resist the handsome and talented Reaver.
"Now,now Sparrow you wouldn't shoot a dear old friend would you?".
Sparrow laughed at this and replied " You were going to shoot me only moments ago, not to mention take advantage of me you digusting pervert!".
"You were the one was being all flirty not to mention yo.."
Reaver was cut off by the sound of barking and running, He turned just in time to see a large dark brown dog leaping towards him. He hastily stepped out of the way and the large canine landed on its master, knocking her to the hitting the ground Sparrow hit her head and felt dizzy..
She looked up to see Reaver's face with a charming grin and then everything went black...
Reaver scooped Sparrow and took her upstairs, She now had two wine stains on her Lay her on the bed with a Triumphant grin, Just as he reached for his Dragonstomper 48.
he saw a dark book on the bed with the words "Sparrow's Diary" written across the spine in gold.
Forgetting about his pistol, Sparrow and her dog he sat on the bed next to Sparrow and opened the diary.
Reaver read through all of Sparrows darkest secrets, he was almost shocked at some. He'd never have thought Sparrow to be bisexual like himself nor did he know she had a sister, the key word there being that she had a sister. By the time Reaver got to Garth he was getting sleepy. but Sparrow's tales of the spire were far too interesting to pass up on. The last thing Reaver recalled reading was something about being caged in Wraithmarsh before he drifted off to sleep.
Sparrow still half asleep, stretched and reached out only to find that someone else reached for her back. She grabbed the other body and snuggled in close to it with her eyes shut tight and a tired smile. Reaver, was awake and decided to whisper into Sparrows ear,
"You know Sparrow, Scottish girls really are the best."
"The best at what?" Sparrow replied sleepily while snuggiling closer to Reaver.
Reaver then whispered into Sparrows ear sevral things causing Sparrow to be awoken in so much shock she rolled back and fell off the bed.
Chapt er two will be up soon. Thanks for reading. Sorry If its bad ^^ I'm really tired right now.