Author's note: Have you ever wandered what Hawk looks like? I have brought a graphics tablet recently and I have done a few pieces of Hawk art. You can check it out on my Deviant art page, I will add the link to my profile if you want to have a look. I will also be adding the photo of my Hawk cosplay for the 2017 March Birmingham comiccon. I finally got that corset.
Meijin Lightus - I probably will you face paint. and a Jack of Blades Cosplay would be cool, as would a Ben fiin. I don't watch Bleach so I have no idea who Kenpachi is
Well, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, I don't owned Bella, I think I forgot to say that in the last chapter, but yeah, I think her owner has changed her pen name so, Yeah.
Read and Review, until next time my readers.
Chapter 6 – The protector and the Protected.
Bella tried calming the creature, but in its rage, slashed at her, its sharp claws raked her arm, Bella stumbled back.
"Bella! MOVE!" Hawk yelled, it was going for her again. Bella looked up at it, clutching her bloody arm. Hawk got up and dived at Bella, knocked her out of harm's way, but the claw caught Hawk's skirt, it tore from her waist. She grabbed the pieces and just tied it around her with a knot. She looked at Bella, are you okay?" She asked
"Ye-yeah. Thanks." Bella nodded.
"Stay still." Hawk stood and looked at the Creature.
"Please, be careful." Bella grimace.
"I always am." Hawk grinned. "Let go of the chains." The men holding them looking at Milton, who nodded, interested in what this girl was going to do. The creature snarled and lunged at Hawk, Hawk ran in turn.
"What is she doing?" Reaver asked
"I have no idea." Garth admitted, Hawk skidded underneath it, she ran her hand along its belly, releasing a shock spell. She from under it as it collapsed, paralysed. She went around to its face, and she looked at it.
"A Charience?" She said. "You took a Charience from Albion! How thick can you get!" She turned to Milton.
"Oho, you know what it is?" He grinned.
"Apparently, but how I know still eludes me" Hawk replied "Send it back to Albion. Unless you want to end up being killed by it." Hawk went over and helped Bella up. "I am going to help Bella with her arm. Good night." Hawk and Bella left the hall.
"I'm so embarrassed." Bella sighed, as Hawk bandaged up her arm.
"Why?" Hawk looked up at her.
"You had to save me? I'm a Hero, I should…" Bella began.
"Garth saved me once, as did Reaver. And I guess Hammer saved me in her own way once too." Hawk said
"Really?" Bella looked at her
"Yes, did Garth ever tell you about his time in the spire?" Hawk asked
"Yeah, he said you saved him from that place." Bella nodded.
"I did go there to save him, but after ten years, and after a particular event, he had to do the last bit of fighting that got us out of that place." Hawk told her. "I have a lot to thank him for. Besides, Heroes and friends need to help each other out, right? That, and there aren't many heroes left, so, we need to help each other to allow our kind to live one."
"I guess you're right." Bella smiled, then she laughed. "The way you spoke to Milton."
"He's not trustworthy." Hawk shrugged.
"Did Garth tell you that?" Bella asked
"No, he's one of Reaver's friends." Hawk replied. "And I am a good judge of character."
"Ah, right. I had better head home." Bella stood up.
"Okay, you should take a potion before you go to sleep, it should be healed by the morning, thought you may have a scar."
"Right, thank you again, Hawk. I am happy to class you as a friend." Bella took Hawk's hands in her on.
"Likewise, be careful on you way home." Hawk nodded.
"I will, bye," Bella left. Hawk smiled. She quickly looked at herself in a mirror, just to make sure she had no visible will lines.
"What on earth were you thinking?" Hawk just smiled as aa voice came from the door.
"What do you think I was doing? I was doing what I have always done." She turned to face Reaver, who was watching him with his arms folded across his chest. "I was helping someone, you know me enough that I couldn't possibly allow that creature to kill Bella. I had to help."
"Did you really? And then insulting Milton?" Reaver asked, he approached her, until his was standing right in front of her. "Why do you cause so much trouble?"
"I don't cause it, it just tends to happen around me." Hawk replied, before she could reply, Reaver pulled her up against him. "Hey!" She glared, she recognised the look in his eyes. Hawk elbowed him in the gut. He let her go. "I will never, Reaver, so don't you dare even consider trying." She warned. "Besides, unlike you, I have standards."
"You just love testing my patience's, don't you?" Reaver smirked.
"You have patience's?" Hawk gasped in mock surprise. "I never would have believed it."
"You won't be able to deny me forever, Hawk." Reaver looked straight into her eyes. "One day, I shall make you mine."
"How much do you want to bet?" Hawk asked
"So confident." Reaver chuckled.
"Don't you have people waiting for you, or something?" Hawk frowned
"Indeed I do, Care to join us?" Reaver smiled, holding out his hand.
"Good night Reaver." Hawk told him.
"It's your loss." Reaver said "Night." He left her. Hawk sighed, he was pretty annoying at night. He kept trying, but Hawk would never allow him to get into her undergarments, that she swore to herself. She was not a normal woman, she as nothing like the woman Reaver bedded, and she made a promise she would never be like them.
"Urgh." Hawk groaned and lay down on the bed, she knew she thought too much, and she was giving herself a headache. She was just dozing off when she heard the door creak open. "Reaver, I told you…Oh, Milton…" Hawk sat up and looked at him. "Reaver's next door."
"I know, I came to see you." Milton replied.
"Oh, um, how can I help you?" Hawk frowned.
"You were quite impressive against that creature." Milton said, getting closer.
"Thank you, I guess." Hawk bowed her head.
"I've never had a woman like you before." Milton told her. Hawk looked at him, he was right in front of her. Before she could fully register what was going on, Milton captured her mouth. Hawk's eyes widened, a gold glint in her eye burned bright for a sheer second, before vanishing. Lightning flashed around the room, both Milton and Hawk were thrown back. Reaver and guards rushed in, Milton was reaching for a semi-conscious Hawk. Reaver stepped in front of Hawk. Milton looked up at him.
"R-Reaver, I was just…" He shrunk back at the dark look in Reaver's eyes.
"I told you, she's not yours to touch." Reaver said coldly. He carefully lifted Hawk up in his arms, then glanced around the room. "You're lucky her spell didn't hit your directly." He muttered, that was unusual, she never missed with her spells. "We'll be going now." Reaver carried Hawk out of the Manor. Whenever Reaver brought a woman before, Milton listened to him about the no-touch rule, Reaver guessed Milton had learnt that following his rules were the best, the hard way.
Hawk regain Consciousness as Reaver splashed water over her. Hawk groaned rubbing her head, she was back on the ship.
"That was cold…but, thanks." She looked around. "Why are we on the ship?"
"You attacked Milton." Reaver said, she thought about it.
"He was asking for it." She finally answered.
"Come with me." Reaver told her, she followed him into his cabin. When the door closed behind her, Reaver pinned her up against it. "You do realise you may have just effected the deal I made?" Hawk remained silent, this was too close to that memory, fear and panic began to claw at her heart. "He could go against Albion for this, and it would be all your fault. What were you thinking?"
"Please…Let me go…" Hawk begged
"Where you even listening?" Reaver demanded, his grip on her tightened. Hawk closed her eyes, a small shock spell ran through out her body. Reaver was forced to let her go. When he did, she shrunk to the ground and hid her face in her hands.
"I couldn't let it happen again." Hawk said, Reaver realised she was crying. "I was going to let someone else do what he did…"
"What are you talking about?" Reaver asked
"Sparrow's son, Logan, isn't his son." Hawk muttered. This got Reaver's interest. "He's mine son, Sparrow is his Uncle…"
"You have now confused me." Reaver said
"The story is connected to this…" She ran a hand a long her burn marks and shivered. "It led me to give up, on everything." She bowed her head.
"Someone forced themselves on you." Reaver said, more of a statement than a question. An anger began to rise up in Reaver, no man, or monster at the matter, should ever force themselves on another.
"I was only Twenty-nine at the time. I was still trying to rescue Garth from the Spire." Hawk nodded. "The commandant, a creature created from the Spire…in charge of discipline. For ten years I had disobeyed every order given to me. One day he summoned me and…." She stopped as tears flooded from her eyes. "I was powerless, no weapons, a collar that stopped the use of my Will power, I couldn't fight him." Reaver moved to his desk, but he continued to watch her.
"What happened to the commandant?" He asked, he hoped the creature alive, a good bullet between the eyes should make him learn a lesson.
"Killed him…Garth was unable to use will, so, I had too. I got a sword, and pistol, and Garth was able to remove the collar, and I killed him." Hawk answered, wiping her eyes.
"At least you got revenge." Reaver told her, he wondered why woman were so emotional, she killed the one that hurt her, and shouldn't she be happy about that?
"I wasn't planning to, but Garth said Revenge was a fortunate by product of us escaping." Hawk found herself smiling sadly. "I think he said that to give me hope that there is a better life out there for me, and once he was gone, I would be free." There was a short silence, before she spoke again. "I am sorry for my actions, but as soon as I realised his intentions, he kissed me, and my powers acted to protect me.
"They acted alone?" Reaver looked at her amused.
"Sort of? My powers are deeply connected to my emotional state, so there are times, mostly when I am afraid or angry, my powers just sort of, go off."
"Interesting." Reaver continued to watch her for a while. It was an unusual occurrence for a Hero's powers to be so deeply rooted within their emotions, it has happened once or twice before. Perhaps, Hawk was rarer then he first believed. "You should get some rest, we'll be staying on here tonight." Hawk looked over at him and nodded. She got up and went over to his bed, laying down and covering herself with the blankets, it wasn't long before she fell asleep. Reaver quietly got up and took an old battered book from the book case. He sat back down at his desk and began writing in it. He had a feeling, that things were going to be more interesting having Hawk around, now, how would he be able to keep her?
