Heaven tastes like Sin
A/N: All right this is the sequel to "Give me a Little Piece of Heaven". Kate is gone and Reaver is now running the whole of Bowerstone industrial. All that is left of the Hero Queen are her children, Logan who is the tyrannical king with a large chip on his shoulder and Medea, the sinfully beautiful young daughter of the late queen. Ok so we all know that the 3rd game takes place 50 years after the 2nd game. Well lets see if I can get this timeline right with the way I want to have this story go. All right so 50 years ago Kate the Chosen One had began her time with Reaver. 15 years after that she goes back to the Spire and is given knowledge of what is to happen in the future, this causes her to leave Reaver but not after a last night with him, and we discover that their last night produced a child, Logan. Now we don't know how many years difference we have between Logan and his sibling, so I'm gonna say that the next sibling comes along when Logain is 15 years old. Five years later the Queen dies and Logan takes over the throne. Another 5 years go by and at this point Logan has traveled to Anora and has discovered the Crawler and is now preparing the kingdom. So that's 15+15 which makes 30 years, add another 5 you've got 35 years, add another 5 and that makes 40. So this story is going to start 10 years before the main story of the game….well kinda. It's going to be a prologue. Sorry that was really long and drawn out but I needed some back story to help you guys out. Hope you all like this story now on with the show! Rated M for sex and stuff, and I don't own the games and all that good stuff.
Prologue
Reaver walked up the winding pathway of the front gardens of the castle. He stopped by the statue of Kate and laid his hand on the cold marble of the pedestal. "Forty years Kate, forty years today since you left me." He shook his head and tapped his cane on the ground. He walked to the throne room where he saw a young man sitting on the throne. "So you are the new king?" He mused.
King Logan's head snapped up and pierced him with cold brown/black eyes. "You are Reaver?" he asked sharply.
Reaver dipped into a grand bow, tipping his hat. "That I am. And you are King Logan, the miracle child of the Hero Queen, no doubt." Reaver laughed. "Tell me boy, how old are you?"
"I am twenty-five."
"Only twenty-five? And you were born just a few months into the marriage of the queen and her husband? Do you not find that odd, that if you were born premature that you are such a strapping young lad?"
"If you are trying to impose that the king is not my father there is no need, I already know that he is not my father. My mother told me as much."
"Did she ever tell you who your father was?" Reaver asked, slightly surprised that Kate would divulge that information.
"No, but I found that out in her journal. She said that you were my father. But that is not the reason I called you here. I want you to run Bowerstone Industrial."
"But I already do." Reaver smirked.
Logan gave him a smirk that matched his almost to a tee. "That is what you think, but what I want from you is to rule with an iron fist. Bring us money. Our treasury is low and we need to up our production."
"And why, might I ask, must we do that?" the Pirate asked tapping his chin.
"I can't say, but…"
"Big brother?" a small child-like voice asked.
Both men turned to see the little Princess in a dark blue dress, her long dark hair fell in ringlets down her back to her waist and was kept out of her face by a glittering silver tiara. She walked over to her brother and took his sleeve.
Logan sighed. "I am busy right now."
"You promised to take me horseback riding today!" the young girl said defiantly, she stuck out her lip in a pout and Reaver had to bite back a laugh. The girl was defiantly her mother's daughter, she looked like a 10 year old version of Kate and it made Reaver's heart ache with longing to have Kate again.
"And who are you?" He asked her.
The girl turned around. "I am Princess Medea." She said holding out her hand expectantly.
Reaver decided to humor the young girl and took her hand. He kissed her knuckles and smiled. "It is a pleasure Princess Medea. I am known as Reaver."
The little girl's eyes brightened. "Reaver? Are you named after the great Hero of Skill? The dreaded Pirate Reaver?" she asked excitedly.
Reaver laughed. "Dreaded pirate Reaver? Hm…I quite like that one." He smiled at her. "Such a charming little minx." He said patting her head.
Logan sighed and rubbed his eyes. "Medea, please go and play. We will go horseback riding later. After I finish my business here."
"We better big brother." The small princess said. "Because you said the same thing last time and you didn't come at all."
Logan sighed again, "alright, alright, I promise. Now go play."
Medea crooked her finger at her much older sibling and he bent down to her level. She laid a quick kiss on his cheek and then skipped off. Reaver chuckled. "She is quite the spitfire."
"You have no idea." Logan shook his head, "now, back to business. Will you do as I have asked."
"But of course my king."
"Good, then you are free to leave, as you see I have other matters to attend to."
Reaver bowed grandly. "Till next time my liege." He said as he walked out, he passed Medea in the garden and smiled as he tipped his hat to her, and walked past the statue of the woman he once loved and back to his factory to make a few minor changes to the way things were done.
End chapter
A/N: Alright, I think that was a good start. I hope you all enjoyed. And if you didn't recognize the princess's name, Medea is a character in Greek mythology. She is a powerful woman, the niece of Circe and a powerful sorceress also she is very cunning and smart. She is the bases that I am basing my princess off of. I will explane more as the story grows. Hope you enjoyed and reviews are love!