Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, except of course Aeneas. But I really thought it would be cool to explore what would've happened if Aeneas reminded himself that even if was physically attracted to Captain Amelia, she was a feline and he was forced to believe that she was less than human. Delbert Doppler appears as well.
Notes: Treasure Planet was one of the best movies that I've ever seen, so I decided I wanted to write about about my villain so the story could be better.
BTW: NOT A LEMON! it's a lime...and then you put it in the coconut and drink it all up!(I'm using "Haunted" by Evanescence during a dream sequence) Well, here goes...
"Kitty" Year-Round
Part IX: Haunted By The Past
By Mia LeighArc
(Believe it or not) Delbert was in medieval fencing clothes with a sword in hand dueling someone with incredible speed and skill.(*This is where "Haunted" will start*) Every time he made a hit on his opponent, he smiled that goofy smile we all love and let out a half-snobbish laugh.
Long lost words whisper slowly to me
Still can't find what keeps me here
When all this time I've been so hollow inside
I know you're still there
With that same laugh (and on perfect cue with the music) the scene flashes to the man he's fighting. Now Delbert is dueling a mysterious opponent as he tries to protect Amelia from harm. His opponent was heavily dressed in black so that no one could identify them or see their face. In a blink of an eye, someone is down and the scene changes back to Delbert and then back to the mystery man and finally pans to a wide view as everything continues.
Watching me
Wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you
Loving you
I won't let you pull me down
All of a sudden, the two fighters are on a roof with new technology in their combat attire. The fighting continues as Delbert is knocked down by his opponent's weapon. The opponent takes of their helmet, revealing a beautiful feline woman with short red hair and green eyes. She instantly walked over and helped Delbert stand. Was he really fighting a woman this whole time? She threw his helmet aside and kissed him deeply for several minutes. They were so close; they could feel each other breathe. The man was nervous, but eager to know why he was fighting such a lovely woman without knowing it. Had he known, he would have never raised a hand to this beautiful stranger.
Hunting you I can smell you - alive Your heart pounding in my head
The couple hit the floor in a dimly lit room with a roaring fire, dancing madly. A flash of her bareback lit by shadows from the fire. Kisses. A Shower of kisses. Endless kisses that spread everywhere. From her head to her toes she felt a warm tingling. Low moans. High pitched screams at the top of her lungs. Moans. Wailing. Louder moans. Louder wailing. Kisses down her long, smooth neck and over the canvas of her back and shoulders. Deep sexual energy flooding her entire body and causing her to retract her claws. Stinging pain. Holding on for dear life. His bare back. Her claws digging into his aching flesh. Warm blood trickling down his back.
Watching me
Wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Saving me
Raping me
Watching me
Looking up, she got a good look at the man. Seeing the face of Delbert. The face of Aeneas. Delbert. Aeneas. Delbert. Aeneas. Their faces fuse together to become one. She's in the arms of the wrong man.( a church chorus/Amy Lee)
Watching me
Wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you
Loving you
I won't let you pull me down
Amelia opens her eyes to a sleeping Delbert and an empty, dark room. She is alone, and scared. She goes downstairs and gets herself some tea. When she finishes, She somewhat manages to get back to sleep.
Aeneas Scott sat quietly with a drink in hand, thinking intensively about Amelia. She was his past, his light, but oh how he wished she could be more; that they could be happy together once
again. Time after time he'd talked about taking her to Khoras and growing old with her; but there was only one problem, she was feline. Being of the dog family, they were mortal enemies. His people were forced to believe that cats were less than human and that they would never amount to anything in a war effort. But he loved her, he couldn't deny that. If his people were to find out, he would be killed. Point blank, or even worse. He sat quietly, listening to the sound of the bullets from his rifle breaking the skin and bones of spacers as he shot random people from the window seal. The sound itself had become so normal, so usual for a beautiful morning with a nice cool breeze. He picked up his rifle and loaded it with much precession. The rifle became part of his arm, as if the act of killing innocent people came naturally to him. The woman in his bed was not only a terrified stranger he met at a party, she also meant absolutely nothing to him, just a speck of gunpowder on his cheeks and brow; gunpowder he had so easily wiped away and forgotten. She was nothing like his love, Amelia, Amelia was a red haired woman, with big luscious lips, a tall shapely body that was just so perfect in every way. Amelia would fit him nicely, for him to stand in front of her and gaze deeply into her fiery, feline eyes.
Amelia was nothing like the girls back home, Amelia had this radiance, this passion that he so wished he could be part of; he would have to tell her sometime. Amelia must have put a spell on him, some kind of magical trickery, reasoning why he had fallen in love with her. How he wanted to touch her, to hold her...to kiss her. He took a gulp of the depressing substance thinking, "I can never have her...again" in a thick accent. He thought about her skin, so silky smooth to the touch, her body fragile and petite, her lips two travelers that he wanted to explore and show her the world, his world. Most of all he wanted the chance to make love to her gently on a cold winter morning, with no rhyme or reason, he just wanted to give her everything and he wanted it more than anything a man could desire. Amelia usually would be in the kitchen this time of morning, if they were still together. So he got up from his post and walked back into the room. The visions he was having of her all night were leading him there. Eva saw the gun and edged away from him as fast she could. Aeneas looked at her and thought
"Why am I even with you? I don't want you." She smiled weakly and asked him if he was feeling well. He replied saying,
"I'll be fine, but you're not my dear Amelia." and he left a bullet in her head. He took her body and brought it to a private chamber in the Blackhawks headquarters to be made into human ash littering the air. He checked the kitchen, Amelia was not there. But he followed anyway. He searched everywhere, but he found no Amelia. So eventually he ended up at the spaceport Cresentia, a place of madness and chaos to Aeneas; with hundreds upon hundreds of spacers roaming around, trying to get to their destinations, making things with their bare hands, and running the docks. Amelia was always working hard, if not harder than the rest of the spacers in the port. But soon enough he found his Amelia, standing on the deck of the RLS Legacy.
"Doing something with her ship, huh?"Aeneas came to the gangplank in shock; that would've been the last place he'd expect to find her at this hour. She looked at him in shock as if he was dead for the past 15 years. Aeneas semi-gracefully walked up the plank and offered Amelia a loving glance, but she declined and looked away. But Aeneas saw she wasn't alone and it angered him to see that. He quickly shooed himself and made damn sure he was far enough away as he glared back at the man on deck. Once Aeneas had turned around, he grabbed the nearest person within a 5 foot radius of himself (which mysteriously was a kid) and set him on dock next to him, but locked his hands around the boy tightly. Amelia was afraid, she had never had a close and threatening encounter with Aeneas before; and if she had been at least been alone with him, he would end up beating her up for such disrespect, but not an innocent by-stander. Would he? By the time he turned back to her, he dropped the child and was walking in her direction with a lustful, determined look on his narrow handsome face. He was nervous
"So this is where you hide from me, on your ship…It's kind of funny actually, finding you here with this fellow, when you still have feelings for me..." Amelia said nothing; standing there while Aeneas felt the crevice between her neck and chin, her whole body was trembling. His hands wandered a bit, and Amelia was more turned on than she ever was her whole life. He explored the soft terrain of her skin gently until he finally stopped; he got un odd charge from all this when he gripped her face, hurdled her to the nearest flat surface while laying on top of her, giving her the very taste of life that he had always lacked. Not knowing what to do, Amelia suddenly wasn't afraid; Aeneas was kissing her, and she was not afraid. She remembered that she immediately raised her arms to his shoulders, and found them resting there.
"This was going to be a long and wonderful night." Amelia thought completely turned on.
"... I love you..." He said abruptly after seemingly an hour or so, finishing his previous statement. Before hand he had moved from lying on the deck on top of Amelia, to her stateroom while witnessing her astonished and speechless look. He closed his eyes and leaned in close enough to feel her breath on his lips, which soon met hers in an eternal lip-lock that neither of them had ever experienced before. Amelia slowly ran her fingers along the chisel curves of his back and over the large very intricate tribal calligraphy tattoo across his upper shoulders and trailing down his muscular arms, with her retracted claws. Her knees were high and her legs were wrapped tightly around his upper thighs and waist. Finally all the beating, drinking, bed surfing, and insecurity could come to an end; and soon the war inside of him would come to a screeching stop, hopefully. Aeneas had gotten what he wanted, Amelia. They were together at last; and that was what was important, nothing else but these two people whom in time of trouble, found themselves wrapped in each other's arms and welcoming one another into each other's world, and then the whole world came crashing down on her. That was when the bastard finally sunk his teeth into her neck.
Aeneas made sure that no Blackhawk member would come to find him, so he sent them all to monitor the activity in "Oido los gritos", which in an ancient remnant of Spanish said, "to hear screams." (Sounds like a happy place to be...um...not!) It was a concentration camp-like area of the Blackhawk headquarters. He loved her very much and this was his chance to prove it, to ask her to Khoras and grow old with her someday. He loved her. She lost all fear, and they were together. No one was to know about this, or they would both be killed, thus dyeing a horrible, horrible death. No one was to know about this. Absolutely no one. Amelia woke up in a cold sweat and Delbert was beside her instantly to comfort her. Amelia began to tell Delbert about her dream and he got upset. He instantly got out of bed and grabbed a pillow and blanket and headed for the door.
"If you'll just let me explain... Delbert?"
"I can see who you really are now...You obviously still love him and I'm about to share you. Goodnight Amelia." Delbert said very disheartened. And before Amelia could say a word, he was gone. She got out of bed and went downstairs so she could talk to him, but he wasn't in the mood to talk...he was too hurt that the woman he loves was dreaming about sleeping with her ex-boyfriend. She tried to lay down with him, but he pushed her away.
"How could you? After all you told me and now this! I don't think I can look at you the same way again!" Amelia didn't understand where all this had come from, almost as if he expected her to cheat on him... which she didn't.
"Doctor I-I mean Delbert, I didn't cheat on you... I wouldn't... I-I-I love you..."Amelia said softly and truthfully, and then there was silence. Delbert was filled with joy to hear her confess that she loved him, but terribly hurt by what she told him plus he felt an extra blow to his ego because she had called him doctor...It was all moving so fast... was he really ready to do this? Delbert just stared at her as if she was the lowest life form for saying such nonsense.
"I just don't know what to say..." Amelia began to look angry and even got a few steps closer to hitting him when she saw the pain in his eyes at those words...When had those terrible words sounded so vile? Delbert really wanted to jump off a cliff right now. He looked at her again and with one look from those big brown eyes her anger melted away into a deep passion for a particular canine doctor. How she loved drowning in his chocolate colored eyes. Amelia touched his cheek softly and gave him a kiss on the forehead.
"You feel better now?" Amelia said seductively indicating that he thinks way too much. He smiled and gave her a nod. Delbert felt relieved that he had got all that frustration off his chest. Amelia took his hand and lead him back upstairs to their bedroom for a midnight snacker-roo. Once the door was closed she spoke again.
"Then let's get you to bed...love..." Amelia cooed taking off various articles of Delbert's clothing and undressing herself, while she did that, she was holding his waist and pressing him against the wall with one quick erotic motion. Once they hit the bed it was "Lights Out Seattle!"Aeneas woke from the same dream but with Eva beside him, snuggling close to him. His nightmares where now becoming a reality and oh how he wished he could do something about it.
What do you'll think? R&R Please!