Title: Unenviable
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to L. Frank Baum, Sci-Fi.
Rating: PG-13
Word count; 1,559
Authors Note: Major Spoilers 1-3, most of main characters from show. Beta by
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 |
Pairings/Characters: Azkadellia/Zero
Summary: Zero & Azkadellia POV
It's been a week now since their last encounter. She'd been sending him to do her bidding most of the time. He hasn't even got the chance to actually speak to her about that night.
He felt frustrated and even more so since he learned that Cain was still alive. That was unfortunate and needless to say he hoped the sorceress wasn't going to kill him for not having finished the job.
He met her a few days after he learned that Cain was still alive, when she was in her chamber, in her bed.
He wasn't sure what he should be prepared for, as he entered.
Her mind was a mystery and set only on achieving that emerald.
He approached her bedside as she was sitting there, in the same golden gown as the night before.
Before he even had a chance to take a good look, he was pulled closer to her, sitting beside her now.
"Zero" she spoke ravaging her hand through his hair.
"Pleasure me like the other night". She said with a wicked glare in her eyes.
He smiles staring at her eyes and the tattoos across her breast, that she loved to show off. And just for a slight minute he knew that glare it wasn't Azkadellia, It was the sorceress.
She took her hand placing it on his neck as she pushed him to the bed, as she straddled him.
At that second he knew he should protest, this was not her but, as he looked deeper into her eyes, he knew he really couldn't say 'no'.
He wanted her again as badly as she did. So he did what was asked of him.
He made love to her again and again, until she was tired of him.
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The next day Azkadellia awoke in her bed alone. She was sure Zero would be still here but he wasn't. Her memory from last night was slightly blurred about what had happened. She knew she wasn't herself.
She knew it wasn't solely her. The witch was growing stronger as the day of the eclipse grew closer.
She didn't understand why the witch had done that, but it didn't really matter.
She knew it wouldn't be long until her mind was completely gone and taken over by the witch.
There were only two days left until the eclipse.
Two more days to enjoy what was left of her memory and life. Two more days until her soul and existence both faded away.
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Later that day Zero entered her chambers quite pleased with himself.
She could see it in his eyes, that same glare he would have right after sex.
It made her want to smack that ingrate smile off his face.
She realized immediately what the witch had made her do.
She was angered at the witch, infuriated way more than any other time.
It wasn't the fact that she had just used her body to please her own desires.
It was the fact that she had made her use Zero, causing him to become a more pathetic jerk than he already was. Making him less of a decent man. Deducting from his dignity, his humanity.
But despite her anger, she knew she was wrong. She knew he would always have the ability to redeem himself. There would always be time left for him to become better, to become a decent, good man again. To be proud of himself again.
But her? She had no time left. No more time but the two days till the eclipse and she feared, no, she was certain that it wasn't time enough for her to change. And apart from her own sins, her own weaknesses, she would take the blame for Zero's too.
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The sorceress stood up, approaching his side.
"I have another mission for you, Zero" she ordered, running her fingers behind the crease of his neck.
He grinned slightly at her, trying not to show that her delicate touch, the feel of her fingers running through his neck, gave him a slight chill.
"What might that be, sorceress?"
"There is news of Cain and his friends. They seem to be at the Realm of the Unwanted.
I want you to go there and capture them." She demanded.
Zero smiled slightly as he made his way to the door, but stopped as she called back for him.
"Don't come back empty handed this time. Otherwise I have no more use for you"
Irritated by her abrupt tone, he turned to face her, keeping his anger inside him.
"I won't sorceress" he replied finally, leaving her presence.
Despite it all, he was glad that he was away from her. Otherwise, he would have burst from rage any minute.
And such an outburst would surely lead him to his death.
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Along with his army, he made it to the realm of the unwanted.
He had only been there a few times and never since he had became general.
He and his men stepped toward the center of the town only to be surprised by the scene. They were already captured and tied up. Surrounded by a few fortunetellers.
But one in particular caught his attention. They had had a fling once. But once he had found that she was stealing his money whenever they slept together, he had left her and he hadn't seen her since.
He smiled at the blond-haired beauty in front of him, as she asked him for her share of the money. He grinned slightly knowing that she hadn't changed since the last time he met her.
Amused, he decided he should send her off for a quick and painful death for digging her greedy little hands into something far more important and bigger than her.
After sending his guards to get rid of her, he turned to look at Cain who was frustrated for having been captured once again. He also glared at Ambrose once he noticed him, the formal queen's advisor. As for Raw he seemed to be just as displeased.
What got on his nerves the most though, was the fact that Cain was still alive. After all these times he had tried to end his life. The man seemed to have nine lives. But a smile formed on his face as he decided that he would make sure he would be hanged at the gallows this time. He would take care of him permanently.
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Later on that day, Zero and his army, led the prisoners out of the Realm of the Unwanted. And just as he thought nothing would go wrong, it did.
Resistance fighters attacked his men and himself en route, causing him to fall off his horse and subsequently get captured.
He couldn't believe this was happening to him, as he sat there tied to a chair.
Captured by none other then Cain's son, the one that was in charge of this alliance.
How could he have fallen for this trap?
He sat there as Jeb tried to force him to talk and reveal everything he knew about the machine called the sun seeder. He didn't tell them anything, of course. He was tough so there was little hint he let show that he was afraid of them or was scared of what they might do to him. They could be cruel. After all, he had indeed killed Jeb's mother and Cain's wife. In addition to that, he knew he might not make it out of this alive. They might just kill him for all the suffering he has caused.
But still he wouldn't budge. After all, Azkadellia would do ten times worse things to him if he betrayed her. Yet, after tricking him into thinking they were going to cut off his fingers, he gave away the information they needed. It really wasn't going to help them stop Azkadellia anyways. She had the whole castle surrounded by guards. What did they think they could achieve at this point?
At that same time, he was surprised when Jeb placed the tip of his sword blade against his neck. He knew that at first he just wanted to scare him but then he distinguished the anger in his eyes, a feeling he knew all too well. A feeling, which had consumed him more than once. `
He was determined to kill him, determined to seek vengeance for his mother's death.
Then he saw Cain step forward, stopping his son from ending his life.
He didn't understand his motives. Why would he stop him? It surprised him.
That fact made him wonder how Cain could not feel hatred for him.
Hatred for killing his wife, ruining what was left of his life and making him think his son was dead as well.
He couldn't wrap his head around it but maybe while he was locked in that hideous tin suit, maybe he had time to reflect and discover a hidden meaning of life, what it was all about and that living was all about forgiveness.
Zero bitterly thought that perhaps this was something he hadn't found yet, maybe something he would never find.
Then the night came and he heard footsteps approach him, just as he was about to fall asleep.
It was Cain and he slightly motioned for him to stand up, fear rushing through him as he held a sword in his hands. He really thought his heart was going to come out of this chest, when Cain raised and placed the sword above his head. He really thought his life was over.
When the sword cut his chain, he couldn't believe it.
He was in shock until Cain still holding the sword in his hand, told him to move.
He did as he was told wondering if this would be his final moment in this life, his last breathe. But then with eyes wide with fear he saw exactly where Cain was leading him and his knees felt weak. He was walking towards the very thing he had placed Cain in.
The one thing so horrible to ruin one's life, the thing which had ruined Cain's life.
The tin suit was no more than a few inches away from him when he backed away only to be shoved closer to it.
He wanted to run, beg, plead, do anything but be in that suit, but he didn't. He didn't want to go like this, like a broken man and he certainly didn't want to act like a coward.
It took all his inner strength, not to grab that sword off of Cain and throw him in the suit again. Yet, Cain had the upper hand this time.
There was no escaping the evitable, no escaping his fate, which was worse than death.
It seemed that this was his fate and maybe he should just accept it for all the lives he had ruined.
It seemed like a punishment fitting his crime and Zero lowered his head feeling the burden of his sins heavy against his body and soul…