Good evening!

How's everything going? I hope it all went well and that beautiful hangover from the New Year's party is now disapeared because I have a great new chapter for you! (it's not that great, I'm just trying to fill on words.) Anyway, my New Year was great and if you have stories you wanna share with us, please, put them in the reviews!

So, this chapter is about a revelation. But let's not start on that! From what you have been telling me in your reviews, there were a LOT of broken hearts over Nick! Damn, I never expected to have that many of them! I personally don't know what this is like, so don't critizise me for trying to write a background on one of my characters like this one, but it was hard and defying, especially because I'm one of the people that grew heartbroken... Everyone deserves a chance... Nick, he just had to wait for another chance...

Anyway, I'm talking about Ahri in this chapter, as you probably realized by now, thanks to the title of the chapter, but do not fool yourselves! It has explanations as well!

And LadyDiamond92? I dropped you a little gift down there :)

REVIEW ANSWER TIME!

- eroticlad11, sorry about the shortness of the chapter, I guess I was going for the feeling behind it and not the expansion of such. Thanks for letting me know, anyway and read ahead!

- MasterK166, you are turning into a soft heart, boy! What's wrong with you? I mean, what you said is completely true, and I totally agree, but... Are you okay? Is the alcohol still affecting you? JK, boo :)

- RedZeo4ever! Girl, I love you so much! And no, I wasn't trying to break your heart, but I guess I managed to pull that out :) Lailah was Nick's girlfriend. They never took another step in their relationship because she perished before Nick could ask her to marry him. Also, Rya and Nick are two characters that will never change. They were always best friends, and always clicked, that only making them rely even more on each other. I have that kind of sentiment with my best friend. I'm glad you're here to stay and see you in the next chapter! (or in the next PM message, cuz I'm gonna be needing your help)

- LadyDiamond92, Nick's past is indeed cruel, and thank you for saying that it was one of the best chapters I've ever written, That means a lot to me. You want Nick to talk to Mariam? About the situation? I'll see what I can do. Also, again, I dropped you a little gift. I can only sicerely hope that spikes those hormones of yours ;) if you know what I mean :)

Also, before I say the usual catch phrase, I wanted to thank Dranzer Force for reviewing in the prequel of this story and let her/him know that I appreciate your support!

ON THE FIC!

Chapter 12: Ahri.

"Ahri, wait!"

But she kept walking. Her long hair floating behind her, caressed by the breeze, making her look like a spirit. Her pace was determined, firm, angry. Noah gulped, knowing perfectly that she was mad at him. But he kept walking after her, calling her name, begging her to wait, to talk to him. But she never listened. Or maybe she did, but refused to accept that he was running after her. Or maybe, she listened, but was too mad at him to turn and respond. Noah growled and quickened his pace, reaching her in no time. He took a hold on her wrist and pulled her to him, turning her around. She immediately hid her face, but that didn't stop Noah from making her look at him in the eye.

"Ahri!"

"What?!" she asked.

"Look at me. Look at me while I'm talking to you."

"No. Because you don't deserve it." She told him, trying to run away.

"God damn it, fine. Shady!" he called.

Her eyes shot open and she stared at him. Silver pools trembling, gazing him with saddened surprise and hurt. He immediately regret it, but knew that this was his only move. He could feel her pulse quicken under his fingertips, and the sadness turned into anger in a snap of fingers. Her free hand rose and closed, turning into a fist, and was ready to hit him. Noah, however, knew that this was going to happen. So, with his other hand, he grabbed her fist and turned her around, so that her back were pressed tightly against his chest. Involving her in his embrace, he rested his head on her shoulder, taking a deep breath.

"Let me go." She commanded.

"No." he whispered, his cool breath tickling her skin.

"Noah…"

"It's no use, shawty, I ain't letting you go."

"Please…" she said, her voice shaking. But he only shook his head and pressed her tighter against him.

It took her a few minutes to relax, to realize she wasn't going anywhere. But when she did, Noah could feel her dropping her cold mask and mold to every curve of his body, resting her head against his shoulder. Her pulse eased, and her hands lost their strength, allowing him to take them in his. They stayed like that for a while, enjoying the peaceful embrace in which they were connected, the forest calm around them. He kissed the skin of her exposed shoulder and sighed, whispering her name.

"Noah…?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm not mad anymore."

"I don't believe you. I think that you still are and, when you set yourself free, you're gonna kick me in the family jewels."

"No… I wouldn't do that. But you'd probably be left unconscious."

"So, you're still mad at me. Nice to know."

"You're welcome." She said. He spun her around in a way that she was face to face with him and told her:

"I'm sorry. But it's just the way I feel."

"You shouldn't. Because it hurts me when you say it. I haven't felt the loss of people because I don't let them in… But I let you in, Noah… So don't make me lose you."

"I don't want you to lose me, princess…" he took her face in his hand.

"Good to know…" she whispered. Her eyes flew from his ocean pools to his lips. His full, tasty lips, turned into a soft grin. And she knew he was doing the same. So she asked "Why don't you kiss me?"

"Kiss you?" he asked.

"Yes. I may not be an expert in the human behavior, but I can tell that you want to kiss me."

"You wouldn't be able to handle one of my kisses."´

"Oh yeah?" she asked, standing on the tip of her toes "Try me."

"No…" he whispered "Your first kiss is not going to be stole like this. And I'm not going to be the one taking it away from you in such a rude form. No. When I kiss you for the first time, it will be something that you won't forget."

"You don't want to kiss me…"

"Are you kidding me?" he asked, making her look at him straight in the eye "There's nothing I want the most. But… It won't be like this."

"Okay…" she said "We need to get our parents… I think they're up in the mountain."

"Yeah. I think so too. And we will take three days to get there."

"So we better start waking." She said, smiling. She started to walk in the direction of her friends, when he grabbed her wrist once more and pulled her to him, their faces inches apart.

"Don't think for a second that I don't want you, shawty…" he stated, ghosting his lips over hers "But the perfect time will come. Thank you for letting me in…"

"You're welcome…" she whispered.

Damien Rue stormed inside his office, slamming the door behind harshly. This stupid incompetent idiotic men couldn't follow one simple order: keep the prisoners from escaping! Damn brainless people! And he had to get his brand new white shirt full with blood when he killed one of his men. They had to learn their lesson. And that was the only way for them to realize that he meant real business. Hell, he was paying them a significant amount and they couldn't do one job right?! Gosh… The idiotic minds that this world generated… And he had in his possession a handful of them.

Reaching inside his desk, he pulled out a perfectly ironed white shirt and placed in front of him, removing his tie to undress his bloody shirt. When he did, his ivory skin was revealed, showing the deep marks he had branded on his large back, toned chest and thick arms. Scars, result of the most brutal torture, hours and hours of agonizing pain, only resulting in a heartless and cold personality, that saw pain as a mean to get answers. Those stretched lines no longer hurt, but if he pulled back in him memory, he could remember the incandescent iron slash his skin, blood pouring from the gashes.

He shook his head. Now was not the time, even though that the scars were highly visible. Three lines over his right pectoral, another that cut through his stomach and one that was straight forwarded down, located on his left hip. On his arms, he had mostly marks. Symbols of death, alchemy, time and night branded his shoulders and upper arms, such shapes being done with a burning iron. His back… His back told a story. Every time he was punished, there was a scar to prove it. Every time he ran, there was a mark to show it. Every time he almost died, there was a cicatrix to demonstrate it.

But he was digressing. He came to his office to calm himself down and to check upon the object of his desires. So, dressing the shirt and turning on the screen, he clicked on Ahri's image. Her tiny slim figure showed up in the screen. Her soft smile illuminated her face, the reason behind such being Thomas. The little boy was talking to her, probably about something stupid, but made her laugh anyway. And Noah was behind her, talking to Kali, but every now and then glanced at the silver haired girl. Adryan was between Amy Lin and Katrina and Kyle was taking a nap.

Damien watched every move of hers, delighting with her innocent blushes, her cute short giggles, the way her lips parted when she was involved in an interesting conversation and the person was talking, the was her eyes blinked rapidly when she looked up to the sky, the way they ceased the movement when she was deep in thought. She was such an angel, and it was because of such fact that Damien Rue wanted her.

Because she was an angel, but she had a dark heart. Because she could heal a heart as easily as she could rip it out. She could be such a sweet person, but she could also be a murderer. She had that darkness inside of her. And he wanted to unleash that darkness that lived within. Why she had that darkness, he didn't know, but he couldn't wait to get his hands on her. He was going to shape her, he was going to take the anger she held in her heart, the anger she felt towards the world, and he was going to increase it. He was going to turn her into a heartless killing machine, a machine that only he could control. And her first mission would be to kill Kai and Rya.

"If I cannot have Rya, you can be sure that I am going to have your daughter, Kai."

A/N: That's it! Rue's explanation on why he wants Ahri! Let's see what next chapter is reserving us, shall we? See you in the next chapter!

Lots of love from this weirdo,

LoneeWolf :)

Oh, and LadyDiamond92? I hope you liked it :3