HONOUR BOUND
Summary: (AU) Alternate Universe. Summer Bay is divided into three parts. Six main families rule the roosts; Macklin/Mackenzie's, Stewart/Holden's and the Henderson/Nadar's. One of these families will do whatever it takes to take control over all of Summer Bay; even if it means killing the estranged granddaughter of Alf 'The Boss' Stewart.
Yep, yet another Jack and Martha story. Don't like them; don't read it. LOL.
Here are a few things that you need to know:
This is an Alternate Universe fic, so everything we know about the characters on the show; doesn't exist here.
Most characters family members are the same; apart from Tasha and Kim who are twins in this story. Also, Amanda is the half sister of Corey. They have different fathers.
Martha is a Macklin (not a Mackenzie) in this story. She was never adopted out at birth, so was raised by both Roo and Brett; who are also married. The Mackenzie's are like family to the Macklin's, so Martha grew up with The Mackenzie brothers.
Martha and her mother Roo have been estranged from Alf and the rest of the Stewarts for about ten years; due to the fight which originally caused the 'Summer Bay Split' in the first place.
Jack isn't a cop.
That's all that I can think of at the moment. If there's anything else; ill let you know. Anyhoo, on with the story.
The first chapter is pretty short, but the next one should be a lot longer.
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CHAPTER ONE
Martha pulled at the crisp white handkerchief that was buried deep in the pocket of her dark jacket. She used it to dab at her cheeks; freeing them of the stray tears that rolled down them.
In all her twenty three years of life, Martha had never felt so much pain. She had lost the two most important people in her life. Her parents; Brett and Ruth Macklin. They were gone; gone forever. They were never coming back. They had been cruelly snatched away from her. Leaving her with no parents; leaving her with no blood relatives on her side.
There were only three people who knew exactly how Martha was feeling at this very moment. They were the three young men who were standing by her side; watching on as the four caskets were lowered into their deep graves.
You see, fate had been more than just cruel on the day of Brett and Ruth's deaths. They were not the only ones taken from this world. Two other lives had also been lost. The lives of Charles and Michelle Mackenzie had also been taken. Macca, Bruiser and the oldest brother Charlie had also had their parents ripped away from them.
Four amazing people had been taken; all at once. All in one freak car accident; or so it seemed. Martha knew better. Her family was powerful. They were rich. They had a hold over Summer Bay. Their deaths were no accident.
They were eliminated, erased from the picture; leaving only their children to do the best that they could.
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"I can't believe they're gone," Martha said in a hushed voice after all the mourners had left. She, along with the three boys were finally left alone; left alone to say their final goodbyes.
"We just have to stay strong," Charlie squeezed Martha's shoulder. "We will get through this, and we will keep on living. It's what our parents would have wanted," he said.
"Charlie is right," Macca nodded. "They might be gone, but we are still strong. We are still the Macklin's and the Mackenzie's. We still have the power, and we still have a hold over this town. Nobody will take that away from us," he explained.
Martha frowned. "But the three of you; you have each other. You're brothers. I have no one. There is nothing connecting me to this family anymore," she said to the boys.
"You're Martha Macklin; the last standing Macklin. The Macklin's were important; your father ruled this town," Macca began. "You're his only heir; you do know what that means, don't you?" he exclaimed.
"Of course I do," Martha sighed as she turned around and started walking away from them. "I'm going to go for a walk; I need some space," she told them.
"We'll walk home," Bruiser called out to her. "We'll have the Limo wait by the gate for you".
Martha nodded her acceptance and then continued on her way.
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Martha walked aimlessly around the cemetery for what seemed like hours. She didn't know why, but she felt at peace there. Her family was buried there; she felt as though she belonged.
"Martha," a voice called out from behind her.
She knew that voice anywhere. It had calmed her a lot as a child. It was a gentle voice; a caring voice.
"Grandad," Martha stated as she turned to face Alf Stewart.
"How are you love?" Alf asked her.
"I've had better days," Martha exclaimed.
Alf nodded in understanding. "Me too," he said.
"Thank you for coming today," Martha then said.
"Ruth was my daughter. Of course I would be here," Alf said softly.
Martha and Alf stood in a silence for a few more moments before Martha eventually broke it. "Why are you still here?" she asked.
"I want to speak to you about coming home. Home with me," Alf answered. "You and I haven't had much to do with each other over the last ten years, and now with your parents gone; I think it would be best if you came to live with me at the beach side mansion. You have no living relatives on this side anymore; we are all you've got left. I know your Aunt Morag and your cousin Ric would love to have you staying with us," he explained.
"No," Martha shook her head. "You know I can't do that. The Mackenzie's are my family too, and the four of us have to stick together now. I will not leave them and I will not let my family name go down in ruins. My father and Charles might be gone, but me and the boys; we're still here. And we have a job to do. I have a job to do," she finished.
Alf was hesitant at first but he finally nodded his head in acceptance. "I hope this doesn't mean that you and I have to ignore each other?" he frowned.
"Our families may be at each others throats, but you are still my grandfather. If you ever want to see me; just call me on my private line," Martha told him.
"Thank you," Alf said and leant forward; pulling Martha into a warm hug.
"I should probably go. The car is waiting for me," Martha smiled.
"Goodbye Martha. I hope to see you soon," Alf waved her off.
Martha hated the fight that divided all the Summer Bay families. Sometimes she just wished that there was something that could bring them all together. She didn't care what it was; she just wanted there to be something. But at this point in time, there was nothing that could bring them back together. There was nothing that could take things back to the way they used to be…………………
PLEASE REVIEW: Something big is about to go down and Jack Holden is stuck right in the middle of it.