Vincent - - -
Gross...Okay, seriously, I had never seen Dad in leather, and I never wanted to, again. He had on a pair of leather pants and a leather vest and I swear I had never, never seen him look more happy about wearing a pair of pants that were tight as hell on him.
"Vincent…" Bella tapped my shoulder, breaking me from my daze. I turned and looked up at her and Edward for a few moments before smiling a bit. "This is crazy, isn't it?"
I nodded, "Yeah, but what aspect are you talking about? The amount of people or what my Dad is wearing?"
"Both…" Bella stared at me for a few moments before shrugging a bit and getting up as the lights dimmed. The screams around us elevated into full out chants and I rolled my eyes. Everyone was so excited about seeing the Band Director… though I had to admit, he did look kind of good.
And then everything went crazy…
Dad stepped onto stage, his hair back in a ponytail, a blue streak of hair hanging to the side. Gods, that hair spray was freezing cold. I smirked a bit, remembering the metal bottle in my pocket. Blue hair paint, I don't think Dad would dye his hair unless he felt like getting fired, well, that or he'd dye what didn't show when his hair was down. But he sure liked that blue.
"What is up Washington?" The screams elevated once more in response. The whole freaking band, both Junior and Senior High, the whole of Forks, some of La Push and their school, and even some people I had never heard of before, including Fidel's family, and one very white haired being that was standing a few feet away. One word crossed my mind when I had noticed him. Enemy.
Lucas- - -
I knew Aro was in the crowd, along with Jane. I had noticed it when they arrived.
"Okay… Okay…" I breathed, "Let's just all calm down now…I've never seen such an excited group for a tribute." Truth was, the last time we had done a Tribute, it wasn't nationally televised either. "So, we all know Kansas," I leaned a bit forward. One thing about leather, it didn't breathe for shit. That and I wasn't wearing an undershirt, which meant the leather was pressing against my chest freely. "We all know some of the greatest songs of all time..." I found Bastion's eyes, finally. Hello, beautiful.
"So, in Tribute to Fidel…" I cleared my throat a bit, taking the microphone from its stand, "we're going to rock this house tonight."
I didn't even have to announce the first song; they all knew what it would be. Carry On My Wayward Son, by Kansas. It was her favorite and anyone who was anybody would know this. She always played it in the band hall. My vocal cords were aching. I had sung every song that we were doing today, minus one that was more of a surprise, and I had sang them, belted them out almost too literally. I'd be lucky if my voice lasted until tomorrow morning.
And of course, there was Fidel, out of the spirit world and hanging out near the press box.
I was actually glad after we had gotten through Kansas, but then came Switchfoot. I Dare You To Move and Meant to Live.
You know… Bastion, I don't think I've ever sang this much before I met you.
Bastion's POV
I giggled. Sorry, dear, but honestly your voice is fantastic… I'm glad you're singing so much because I honestly can't get enough. Love the pants, by the way… Whatever you do, though, don't think about last night. I giggled before looking over towards Vincent's slightly disgusted face and I broke into more laughter. I'm sorry that you have to suffer through this , I told Vincent telepathically, But honestly I won't hide the fact that I love what he's wearing! The blue really works for him too.
Apparently Lucas and I shared an affinity for blue, which was made obvious from the black and blue I was wearing. I giggled more and although Bella didn't know about what she joined in. I think she got an idea when she saw me looking at Vincent. I was sitting next to her and Alice was on my other side while Edward was sitting right behind Bella. The entire Cullen family had shown up to support Lucas, of course, but I don't know how I ended up getting Edward's seat.
Maybe it had something to do with the fact that Alice, Bella, and I both got ultra hyper at these types of events. We were constantly laughing, giggling, flailing arms, even singing along! We went crazy, which was unusual considering I normally shut down around a lot of people.
So you mean to tell me that what he's wearing wasn't your idea? Edward asked me. I looked up towards him and grinned.
Nope! Although the no undershirt part was. I laughed as Edward's face contorted with disgust.
Awe, don't give me that look, Edward! You know you'd be just as excited if Bella wore no under-
Bastion if you know what's good for your wings you will NO finish that sentence. Edward warned, but he knew I was right. I sighed, staring up at him. Edward sure had turned docile since taking me in as a family member… I wonder if he noticed…
Yes, I have… He thought with a slight scowl and I grinned. I went back to squealing and yelling with Alice and Bella and hollered Lucas' name when he started the next song.
Lucas - - -
I chuckled softly inside my mind. Beautiful Bastion, if you knew what was good for you, you wouldn't remind me of last night. And then I went silent for the next song, having to remember all the words, considering I didn't sing this one as much.
But one of the songs I was to sing Fidel had written. She had taken part of a pirate song and mixed it in with another song and then made up more lyrics. And I kind of loved it. It was called Death Be Part (Hoist the Colours Dear).
Truthfully, I wondered if anyone had seen enough of the third Pirates movie to even know the song thoroughly. As soon as we were done with all the tribute, I disappeared behind stage to change into something lighter, even though we weren't done. One of the band mates started going through a list of things that we had decided to say in her honor and soon enough as soon as I had finished a full bottle of water and changed out of the damned leather and into a loose shirt and a pair of black jeans, plus 'pirate boots' as Bella liked to call them.
I sighed a bit and walked back out, to see that the whole freaking band was standing. The beginning was drums and voices, and well, I was kind of happy about that…it meant I could hide my voice for a few moments.
Bastion's POV
I stopped laughing enough to see how everything had changed. Lucas had changed out of his outfit, much to Vincent's relief, and into something more casual. I saw the look on Bella's face, saw her staring at his boots, and I knew that she knew something.
"Bella," I started. "What do you know that I don't…"
"Just that Lucas is going to sing this song that Fidel had written," she said very simply. "That's all." I rolled my eyes as she gave me an innocent smile. You're saving those leather clothes for later, I sent to Lucas and grinned. And I'm not all that beautiful, I teased. Either way I found a way to calm down Alice and we all settled down, ready for the new song Lucas was going to sing. A part of me wondered just how hoarse he would be after tonight.
Lucas- - -
Hoarse as hell, my love, I smiled a bit and sighed, staring out into the crowd and taking a deep breath. "Okay, sorry 'bout disappearing there, but I had to change out of that leather before I had all the girls on stage…and… well, my fiancée, but that's besides the point." I chuckled softly. "Anyway, let me tell you a little story…"
Nearly twenty seconds later the drummer behind me coughed, his stick accidentally hitting the rim of the drum, sending my ears to a bleeding state, well, not literal bleeding, but that damn metallic sound hurt my ears.
"Anyway… before I get my ear drums torn out… by the woman we all know and love, Death Be Part." I feel really weird singing a woman's lyrics… Bastion… but oh well…
Alright, just a heads up, the stuff in bold is slow, really slow…and the stuff in italics is faster. Much Faster. It also takes a few of the lyrics from Hoist the Colours from POTC3
Key- Lucas L
Lucas & Others A
Any other part with out an L infront of it… well, then that's not Lucas
-Death Be Part-
A- Yo ho, all together, hoist the colours high-
L-There once was a power beyond our reach
We all have felt it before
There's nothing stopping us from seeing it there…
But let it fall from despair.
A-Death betrayed us all
There was something that we all saw
That one boy we once knew-
L- It was death that betrayed us
Love that saved us is rare…
We knew it was gone
But then we saw this light from before…
L- Yo ho… all together…hoist the colours high
Heave ho…Death be part…
-End-
It was only to last about a minute or so, she never finished writing it…it was about love… and how love brought death… my eyes widened a bit when I realized what it meant… her current boyfriend. Killed her.
Bastion's POV
I had pieced together what Lucas had thought almost before he had finished thinking. The guy Fidel was involved with…ended up being the guy who killed her… How did that make any sense? I mean, I knew stories like those appeared everywhere all over the news and newspapers, but still… That still left many doors open as to why he had killed her… It could have been he was just using her for something, that he really did love her but it was by accident that he killed her, which was highly unlikely, or that she was planning on leaving him and he decided that 'if I can't have you, no one can', or… There were too many possibilities as to why, but at least now we know who did…
The thought sickened me. To use someone like that, or if he really did love her…to kill someone you love? I'd sooner kill myself than lay one finger on Lucas… The whole thought had soured my mood, but I didn't let it show. Only Lucas, me, and now Edward knew thanks to his mind reading powers… At least he knew that he had to keep quiet for now too. But only for now…
Lucas- - -
I closed my eyes, smiling after a few moments and shook my head before opening my eyes once more and staring into the crowd. "It's good to see so many people… but, as we all know, all good things must come to an end, and I must depart…" I smiled a bit more before bowing a little and heading off stage, my head pounding as I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes and waiting for Bastion to appear. I needed a shoulder right now, badly.
And… I knew it was him, I could have murdered that damn bastard…right then and there. My fist connected with the wall and I listened to the echo before sitting down on the floor, head falling back, feet flat, eyes closed. I needed a drink, I needed some good wine.
Bastion's POV
I didn't give Bella an explanation when I had disappeared, but she was used to me appearing and disappearing by now. I was a lot like a ghost, at times. I had practically flown, well wanted to but couldn't due to the people, to Lucas and had appeared next to Lucas within a minute. I wasted no time, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him to my chest. Funny how we managed to switch roles at times.
"You alright?" I muttered into his ear, rubbing his back. Fidel had meant everything to Lucas, and now not only did he have to deal with his loss, but with the fact that her very boyfriend had killed her? If I was him I'd feel like murdering too…but someone had to be the stable one here. Thankfully, my pregnancy had subsided a great deal thanks to my recovering energy. "It's alright if you need to vent some frustration, you know. I'm right here…"
Lucas- - -
I leaned against him and took a deep breath. "If I vent my frustration, our baby not might be born…" I said quietly, though I could tell that there was venom in my voice. "I'm going to fucking kill that bastard…" I pulled away before I could hurt Bastion, my voice rasping. There was no way I'd do that tonight… though.
My knees felt like rubber and a few moments later I fell back to my knees and closed my eyes. "I love you, Bastion…" I rasped, leaning against him, my head on his shoulder. "I don't want to remember this… I just want it to go away."
Bastion's POV
Go away, huh…? I remember I had been practicing my secondary Angelic powers with the Cullens and Bella before meeting Lucas.
"To take full advantage of what you are, you must practice and enhance every skill, for you have each and everyone for a special reason…" Carlisle had told me. Angels had a way with people. Put simply, they have very charming aspects about their personality, whether it's shifting your voice to sound hypnotic, your mannerisms, or just the way that you speak to people, they had a supernatural ability over people, and combined with their telepathic powers…
"May I try something? I'm not sure it will help, but maybe…" I wanted to help Lucas, I wanted to grant him his wish, even if only for a little while.
Lucas - - -
I sighed a bit and nodded, closing my eyes. "Not here, okay?" I asked quietly as I sat up, staring at him, taking his hands gently and teleporting us to our home without another word. I knew Vincent was planning on staying with the Cullens to try and get to know everyone. It didn't bother me all that much. I fell into out bed and sighed a bit. I needed to fix my voice, too, but everything was just… messed up.
Bastion's POV
"Shh, shh, shh," I told him, rubbing his cheek with my hand as I laid down beside him. "Just calm down, love… Now…relax…breathe deeply… Try to keep your mind blank or focused on one thing…" I instructed, and when I felt he had cleared his mind somewhat I closed my own eyes, brining him into an embrace, holding him from behind. "Just…relax…" I repeated. I let the world linger in the air. My voice started to echo in Lucas' mind and the room. Relax, I thought, and even the thought seemed to resonate within Lucas' mind. Sooner or later everything had disappeared around us and suddenly…
There was a large, green and grassy field. The sun was shining brightly, no cloud covering the large, blue sky. There weren't many trees, but there was a large one up top a hill where Lucas was sleeping, creating a nice cool shade. There was a lake not too far off, blue and crystalline. Water never looked so pure. Lucas was just waking up…
Lucas- - -
Apparently my eyes didn't want to open. But I made them, staring up at the tree standing above me in all it's glory. I hadn't seen one like this in nearly… ten years. It was beautiful… and I didn't even know where I was. "Bastion…?" Hopefully he was around or sooner or later this would turn into a nightmare, and I knew my mind couldn't handle one of those again. I had had two in one day.
I forced myself to stand, even though this place made me in a lazy mood, and started off towards the lake, staring at the water quietly, a small smile creeping across my face as I stopped. "Bastion, you there?"
Bastion's POV
"You're awake!" squeaked a small voice. From the sound it seemed to be coming from a little boy. Up top the tree that Lucas was on was sitting a little boy on a large branch. He had been silent until he had scene Lucas awake, now in a highly cheerful disposition. He descended down in front of Lucas and hugged his chest. He was only about the length of Lucas' waist to his neck, which meant he was three years old at most. There were demon wings protruding from his back, but instead of black they were an unusually bright, clean, reflective white, that when seen afar could be mistaken as having feathers.
"Daddy!" the boy yelled, still hugging Lucas.
Lucas- - -
I blinked, staring down at him for the longest time before wrapping my arms around him gently, falling into a sitting position and leaning a bit to the side as if wondering where this boy had come from. But he had called me... Daddy. "Who are you?" I breathed, though it felt kind of disrespectful. "Are... you my son?" Where was Bastion if he was here?
But... this child was beautiful. I didn't even know his name, and yet he was right here, right infront of me. "Where is he?" I finally asked, carefully brushing a strand of hair from his eyes.
Bastion's POV
The boy looked puzzled, tilting his head in confusion, before grinning, as though catching onto some joke. "I'm your son, daddy! You should know this by now," he giggled. The boy had dark, short hair that was spiky at the ends, his skin tone was that of Lucas' and although he was young he could already speak like a seven year old. His eyes were a strange shift between blue and green when he turned his head. Looking directly at them, though, they appeared to be a dark blue.
"Bastion?" he asked, again confused, before finally getting it. "Oh! Dad is up there," he pointed up to the sky. There was a large figure with huge, white wings attached to it. Each wing seemed to be the same size of the figure itself, and it reflected the light in all different directions like a diamond. The figure had been flying up there and he quickly flew down, flapping its wings when it had gotten close to Lucas and the boy to slow down before landing on its feet.
"Nice to see you up again," I told Lucas, smiling. The boy flew up to my head and sat there as though it were a nest. I looked up at him and chuckled. "You're not causing Daddy trouble are you, Laurent?" The boy shook his head no.
Lucas- - -
I stared for the longest time. What was going on? I couldn't figure out what was going on, and yet, it all felt familier. "Bastion…" I looked up towards him, raising a brow and holding out my hand. "What's going on?" I didn't even know what had happened, I didn't remember Laurent's birth…any of his birthdays, and he looked well over one. My head went reeling with questions and soon enough I fell back, closing my eyes, waiting for the explanation.
Bastion's POV
Laurent looked puzzled as always and I giggled before patting his head. "I'll handle Daddy, you just go and fly if you want." Laurent immediately jumped at the chance and flew off, zipping around quickly through the air like a huge, graceful butterfly. I wrapped my arms around Lucas. "You said you wanted to go away from everything, and although this is temporary, I used some of my angelic powers to re-create a place that you've always thought about. Somewhere peaceful, with me and your child…" I explained, kissing his lips gently. "Just let go for awhile… Everyone needs a break after all." I smiled.
Lucas - - -
I nodded a bit, staring at him for the longest time before leaning over and kissing him gently. "You know that anything in my mind could use this to an advantage, right?" I asked quietly as I pulled him down with me, leaning against him and staring at the lake for the longest time. "Like the darkness or Panther."
Bastion's POV
"Maybe… I mean, it is possible, but…" I stared off to look at Laurent. "I tried really hard to protect your mind with my powers, of course…I'm still weak…" I looked down at the ground, disappointed. I had forgotten to take into consideration how little my energy still is. I sighed. "I'm sorry. I should have thought this through further…" I held Lucas' hands in my own. "But if something does happen, at least I'll be here with you through it…" I smiled weakly up at him.
Lucas- - -
Dammit, why'd I have to go and say that? There was a strong urge just to say, 'Yeah, you should have', but I shook my head at the thought and wrapped my arms around him. "And you did protect it," I breathed, bringing our lips together, but careful not to go too far with Laurent around. "Why are we naming him Laurent anyway? It sounds like… something from the time that I was born."
Bastion's POV
I looked up at him, slightly confused, and then back at Laurent who was still zipping through the air without a care in the world. "It's strange," I started. "I really didn't think of name him Laurent at all… When I appeared here and I saw him the name just popped into my mind like I've been saying it for all my life… I figured it was just part of your fantasy…" I looked at Lucas, slightly perplexed. "How he looks…didn't you think of that too…?" I certainly hadn't thought of it. How Laurent looked, acted, and sounded had nothing to do with me since I hadn't really given it any thought…
Lucas- - -
"I…" I admit I had thought about how he would look, but, nothing I had thought of was anything close to what he did look like, or how he acted. "I can't say that I have to the extent he looks…" I finally sighed, looking up at him. "Laurent?" I asked as I sat up, holding out my arms to the boy. "Come here…" I wanted to feel him in my arms. Who knew how long this was going to be… and well, how long Bastion could keep this up. He was always saving me from himself, or myself, and I really hated it.
Bastion's POV
Laurent stopped his flying and grinned widely before flying into Lucas' arms, hugging him back comfortably. "Daddy," he muttered happily in his arms and I couldn't help but find the sight very cute, even though I was completely perplexed as to how Laurent was here… If Lucas hadn't imagined him this way, then how was he…? I sat down, sighing. I was starting to feel kinda tired, but I could keep it up for awhile longer. The scenery was just all too calming…a nap here would be perfect.
I smiled as I watched Lucas hug his son. I don't think I've ever seen him so happy before…
Lucas- - -
I could feel it waver just slightly, feeling a small bit of pain run through me. I knew it. "I love you, Laurent," I mumbled quietly, kissing his forehead gently. My hand found Bastion's and I turned my eyes to him. You can bring us back… you know. I'll be okay… I tried to force a kind smile, but it was going to be hard. I knew I'd have Laurent as soon as he was born…and yet I felt like I was going to have to bury him or something.
Bastion's POV
I saw Laurent smile and wave. "See you later, daddies!" he yelled before shimmering away, but surprisingly I didn't feel sad…almost as if he were still with us. I wrapped my arms around Lucas' neck and kissed his lips gently. "Alright, but I'm going with you all the way. If you encounter the darkness, then I shall face it with you." I nestled against his chest. "Part of being together is that we're there for each other, through pain and pleasure. We don't have to be alone anymore." I closed my eyes, feeling the fantasy world shudder away just like Laurent had not too long ago.
Lucas- - -
I nodded, leaning against him and closing my eyes. "Can we just sleep?" I asked quietly, barely waiting for an answer as I lay down, wrapping my arms around him. I wanted nothing more than to sleep tonight, just be calm and happy. And I wanted more time with Laurent and my dreams, my good dreams, would probably bring that. "Can we please sleep?"
Bastion's POV
"Okay," I mumbled into his shoulder, fitting myself comfortably in his muscular embrace as I slowly drifted back into my body, and into comfortable sleepy silence. Sleep had become my number one friend as of late… I was awake, but my entire body was begging to just go back into my deep slumber, refusing to move from it's position. I just tightened my hug around Lucas, making sure I would know if something was wrong, before immediately drifting off again.