Whew. Wow, I haven't put something up in a while. Well, as you can all tell, our story is packing on the pounds. And it's getting juicier. Just a warning, this chapter contains Mature content. If you don't like... you might want to skip over the parts with Chad and Vincent's point of view. Just a warning dears.
And finally! Summer break, but it's going to be a bit before we get 14 to you, I mean, we may be some pages into it, but it'll be a while still...-pokes- Just... deal...K?
Also, I'm putting this up on my homepage as well, I'll be adding all of it sooner or later... I'm only... 7 chapters behind on updating that.
But, yes, I have taken down Contrition. There is a good reason behind it.
Lack of interest.
Anyway, enjoy dears
Lucas- - -
"See this C?" I smiled a little bit, pointing to the note in the book that was laid out before me and the boy sitting beside me. This was Alexander, the junior high Clarinet section leader. He was really good, and even so, I was giving him lessons over summer break so he was ready for High school, when he would get pushed to tenth chair. And sadly, that wasn't all that fun, loosing your chair because you moved up a grade. His eyes flickered up to me, sighing after a few moments.
"I don't get the rhythm though…" he said quietly, but his eyes were searching, and I knew for exactly who. Bastion and Vincent. Apparently my son made him feel uneasy and Bastion's aura was one that scared him. But he had seen Bastion before, in the school, at competition, and he was afraid of him.
My eyes flickered up to the clock and I smiled a bit when I heard a knock on the door. "We'll work on that next week, Alex, just, practice and try to figure out the rhythm on your own." I got up, setting my own clarinet carefully on the couch and moved to open the door, smiling a bit at the woman standing there, his mother. But behind her stood none other than Aro himself.
As soon as Alex and his mother were gone and a block away at least, I stepped aside for Aro, heading to get a cup of coffee for myself. "So, why are you here this early?"
Aro smiled a little and stepped inside, letting the door close behind him. "It's amazing, I leave Volterra just to visit an old friend, and he's so… resentful."
I chuckled softly, pouring a cup for him and sat down on a chair, watching him. "Because this old friend doesn't like what that look in your eyes means," I replied calmly, staring at him for a few moments before smiling a little bit. "So what do you want this time?"
"You back, but I can't get that, can I?" Aro rolled his eyes as he looked away, settling infront of me, coffee in his hands. "I miss that vampire that was so closely connected to the demon world."
"He's right here, only stronger than you and a demon now."
"So where's the Angel?"
My eyes darkened. "My fiancée is none of your business," I replied quickly, staring at him. "Do you understand me? You shall not touch him; you shall not go near him."
Aro smirked a bit and looked away from me before he finally settled once more, raising a brow. "Lucas, my friend, I wasn't going to touch him…" my eyes widened when Jane suddenly appeared. "Jane was."
"Get her out of this house!" I was standing before I knew it, my voice louder than I wanted it.
Bastion's POV
"Not fast enough!" he barked at me, charging for yet another flurry of punches. I was tired out, but I kept going. After all this was what training was all about. I dodged a few punches, using my palms to push some of the fists away before thrusting one of my arms towards the vampire's chest, slamming my palm onto his chest. There was a slight shockwave before the vampire was sent backwards a few feet. I bent over, placing my raw hands on my knees as I panted for breath. There was a laugh.
"Damn, Bastion! You sure hit hard…" I grinned.
"But for someone who's special ability is strength, you move damn fast, Emmett." I looked up to see Emmett grinning. He was rubbing his chest where I had hit him. "Man… I swear, I don't see why you asked to start training with me. You're enough of a weapon as is."
I laughed, wiping away sweat from my brow. "Only in my angelic form. My martial art skills are rusty, and you're the strongest person I can get my hands on aside from Lucas, but he's busy with music, so you're my best bet."
Emmett pretended to look offended. "So I'm your second choice?!" I chuckled.
"You've been around Bella too much," I commented, and in an instant he was next to me, arm around my shoulders.
"Boy do I know it… Rosalie is starting to get kinda jealous…" I dug my elbow into his ribs playfully.
"Rosalie is always jealous…" I joked and Emmett drilled his knuckles into my forehead.
"Yeah, yeah, okay," he stated before pulling away.
"Anyways I gotta go take a shower…" I started walking off towards the Cullen's house, waving my hand to say goodbye to Emmett.
"You humans and your sweat! See ya later, bro!"
I was planning on seeing Lucas in a bit, but not all hot, sweaty, and sticky… Sometimes it sucked having to sweat…
Vincent- - -
Dammit. If Alice had been anymore late in telling me this… I sighed, nearly running into Bastion, staring at him for a few moments, taking a deep breath as to not get my words mixed up. "Aro… is at… Dad's…apartment…" So much for telling him quickly, "So is Jane. They're looking for you…"
I had asked three times if that was a good thing or a bad thing, if Volturi were looking for Bastion. And I had a feeling it was a bad thing, but hell, I couldn't do jack squat. Part of me was wondering why Bastion had been training, but I kept that question back, shifting from foot to foot.
Bastion's POV
I stared through Vincent, who had caught me just after finish my shower. Aro? Jane? After me? For what reason? There was no time to ponder it, though. Where ever Aro was, so was danger and trouble…and if he was with Lucas… I quickly put on my shirt and exited the house, telling Vincent a quick, "Thanks" before flying off at an amazing speed towards Lucas' place. Just what did they want with me?
Lucas- - -
I rolled my eyes, sighing as I stood up, staring at Aro for a few moments. Well, okay, so, I had managed to keep him from throwing me into anything… dangerous, and he decided to through me out the window. Thank the gods that we had a balcony. I closed my eyes and sat up after a few moments, sensing Bastion.
A fist suddenly connected with my gut and I felt the pain shoot through me, biting down on my bottom lip to keep from crying out. Stupid Jane. My arm twisted around her neck, pulling as tight as I could before I stood up, staring down at her. "Stupid witch, what the hell do you want with us?"
"Control of the Angels, that's what."
What the hell happened to the Aro that I actually could stand; the calm one that didn't decide to try and kill me every six months?
Bastion… a little help... please?
Bastion's POV
You could try to be a little patient, I told him telepathically with a slight giggle, speeding straight towards Lucas. With one energy charged punch I had not only knocked Jane out of Lucas' hold, but had sent her through the wall that was on the opposite side. "Oops," I muttered. Emmett must have done a better job than I gave him credit for…
"You know," I stated, "Normally I'm opposed to violence against women, but…you're not really a woman, are you?" I asked, grinning. I looked towards Aro, crossing my arms on my chest, levitating off the ground while my wings remained stationary. "You needed me for something?" I asked calmly.
Lucas- - -
I rolled my eyes as I stared at him for a few moments before shaking my head. "You know… You could have hurt me, too," I mumbled quietly as I looked away, seeing Aro move out of the corner of my eye, holding out an arm to stop him. "Don't you dare touch Laurent," I hissed, stepping infront of Bastion.
There was one thing about Aro, if he had any idea of how to kill an unborn child, he'd do it. And I still had no idea if it was possible when it was in an Angel's body.
Aro smirked a bit, raising a brow. "Actually, you and Lucas…" he replied calmly. "I want control of the Angels."
Bastion's POV
I raised my eyebrows, realization hitting me like a speeding car. "You didn't mean any normal angel," I muttered, uncrossing my arms and curling my hands into fists. "You want control of the Chaos Angels… That's what you're after, isn't it…?" I closed my eyes and shook my head. "Don't waste your time," I warned. My voice sounded threatening and darker, echoing throughout the room. I wasn't doing it on purpose. "The only thing you'll accomplish by trying to control us…" I opened my eyes, the blue in them shining forth. "Is bringing you to an early, painful death…" I breathed slowly.
"And let me make another point clear," I stated, now walking towards him. The air shimmered around me. "If you so much as threaten Lucas again, I will not hesitate to kill you or your little Barbie doll over there." I glanced towards Jane. "I'll snap her in two, and then kill you with her very bones if that is what I must do to convince you." My eyes shifted slowly to a purple color.
Lucas- - -
I sighed a bit, wrapping my arms around him and holding him closer. "Bastion…" I warned, venom lacing my voice. "If you hurt the child I'll never forgive you…"
My hands clenched into fists and I took a deep breath, letting my aura flare up around me, knocking things out of its way except the being in my arms, my angel, and my love. "As for you, Aro, get out of my house…you know the rules, you're unwelcome now." I watched as he carefully helped Jane up before I tightened my grip around Bastion, hoping he wouldn't try to go after them, and I wouldn't have to-
What's wrong Daddy?
Bastion's POV
I looked down at my stomach, unable to believe what I had just heard… My energy had returned, so I was able to suppress Laurent's birth again, but… He must have had enough time to develop a great deal, I thought… "Laurent?" I muttered. It wasn't possible. How could a baby have the mind to speak and comprehend, let alone telepathically and in the womb!
It's my spirit talking, not my mind, Laurent's voice explained. All of a sudden the room seemed to get very off balance… I would have fallen to the floor were it not for Lucas holding me.
Lucas- - -
I smiled a little bit and picked him up carefully, closing the door behind me and covering the window with a curtain before holding up one hand, everything in the room going back to normal, the wall repairing itself. And with that, I carefully laid him on the couch, brushing all of the hair from his eyes as I sat on the floor beside him, resting a hand on his forehead and closing my eyes, letting everything, all my power come forth, the lights above me humming a bit and then burning out completely.
"Can I give you some of my energy?" I asked after a few moments, tilting my head to the side.
Bastion's POV
I nodded my head, closing my eyes. I still felt Laurent's presence…
I can't talk much, he said. So I won't be able to say something all the time, just in rare moments. He sounded so much like me it was kind of scary…then again he was my son too. Just wanted to let you know I was sorry, daddy.
"Sorry?" I murmured. Yup! It was my fault you got so worked up… I just didn't want him hurting daddy… I chuckled. "You're not alone on that, you know."
I know! But anyways, I gotta go back to sleep now… Laurent's presence faded after he finished his sentence, but I knew he was still here. "Amazing kid you have," I muttered to Lucas, smiling a bit.
Lucas- - -
I chuckled softly, kissing his lips gently. "He's yours, too," I murmured quietly, kissing his forehead before setting both hands over his temples. "Just relax, my love," I breathed. This was the Demon in me acting, the one that knew about healing, the one that knew all the pressure points that were deadly. Eight pounds of pressure on the temples and I could kill Bastion, but I wasn't planning on it.
I mumbled something quietly, something in another language I didn't understand, probably Demonic, my hands glowing a dim red as my own energy passed from me and into Bastion's body. "Better?" I mumbled quietly, opening my eyes after a few moments and staring down at him.
Bastion's POV
The words Lucas said hurt my ears to hear, but as soon as they stopped I felt a lot better. "Yes… Thank you." I kissed his lips in gratitude before pulling away and smiling. "I'm so lucky to have you, Lucas," I murmured. I pulled him close, hugging him a little. "I love you," I whispered into his ear, before letting him pull away. Aro and Jane were now far from my mind. All that mattered was Lucas and Laurent…but Lucas mainly since Laurent was asleep and safe in my stomach. There was something that bothered me though… I looked up towards the ceiling.
"Lucas…do you really think I'll end up hurting Laurent…?"
Lucas- - -
I sighed and shook my head. "I don't think you would on purpose. But… we can't be sure. You might end up hurting him if you go into the Alpha form…" There was truth there. But what bothered me the most was that Aro and Jane wanted us both, and we didn't even know who the other Chaos angel was. For all we knew, it could be our son, but that was highly unlikely
But I just had to ask. "Could Laurent be the third Angel?"
Bastion's POV
I sighed. I had been putting a lot of thought into the answer of that question. I always figured the Chaos Angels would be the same age, but Lucas was much older than I, although we looked about the same age…and if Laurent inherited our abilities, which he will, then he will stop aging at around the same age…
"It's possible," I finally answered. "Not only is he angel or demon, he's both… There's a very high possibility that, if a Chaos Angel, he could be more powerful than the both of us… Then again…" I looked at Lucas. "The probability of it, although possible, may be as much as Vincent being the third Chaos Angel…" I highly doubted that Vincent was, but he had a chance of being one…for all we knew he was one, we hadn't really seen him fight yet… …I just confused myself…
Lucas- - -
"Vincent isn't, I can guarantee that…" I sighed a bit, watching him for a few moments before running my hands through his hair. "You know… we do have to attend his graduation tomorrow, are you willing to go," there was a small, hopeful, smiling playing at my lips, but I let it disappear after a few moments, eyes flickering away. He'd have that decision, but, I really wanted to know more about what Laurent was like, what he'd be able to do, but I kept those questions to myself.
Bastion's POV
"If he would want me there," I stated, looking away. Despite me and all my…Angelic-ness, people were still distant and even scared of me. Scared! It made no sense… What if Vincent still didn't like me, somewhere deep down inside, or… What if I scared all of his classmates, even alumni, just by being there? …That wouldn't make for a great graduation. Not only that, but Vincent would hate me. I frowned. Why did I always think so negatively? …Maybe that's why people were different.
Lucas- - -
"You know, they're still afraid of me. I act kind, I listen, and they eventually disregard the feeling they have to keep away." I smiled a little as I watched the other. But it was true, I had the same problem. The band kids used to be scared of me, but they eventually warmed up, and well, I don't know about Chad, I hadn't seen him lately and he was supposedly going tomorrow. That would be fun, wouldn't it?
Bastion's POV
"Hard to believe with how they look up to you," I grinned before sighing. "Well I'll go, but like I said before, only if Vincent wants me there." I closed my eyes and placed my arm over it. How long until people grew comfortable with having me around? The Cullens sure warmed up to me fast…then again they're vampires…not humans… "Humans are so fragile," I murmured accidentally. I hadn't meant to say it…nor think it, but it managed to just slip out, although it was true. Except for Bella…there was something weird about her… Edward had told me stories about how he can read everyone's mind but hers, how one of the Voltarie tried to use her powers on Bella, but it didn't work… What was it about her that made her deflect vampiric powers? I thought it was a pure angelic ability.
Lucas- - -
"That's because they can't put mind barriers up," I mumbled quietly, lying down and closing my eyes once more, taking the panther form. "I have to go unfortunately, I'm one of the directors, it ticks me off, but it's true." There was a small sigh and I looked up to see Vincent step in. "Hello," I purred, getting up, wondering what his reaction was going to be.
"Dad..." he laughed a bit, crouching down, burying his fingers in my fur.
Bastion, when did teenagers get so smart?
Bastion's POV
When I was born, I'd say. Very smart teenager, I was. I smiled before sitting up, yawning. "Hey, Vincent," I stated, smiling towards him before stroking my hands through Lucas' fur too. I chuckled. It's like having a pet, I joked.
Lucas- - -
I'm not a pet… I turned, staring at Bastion for a few moments before nudging him gently, purring softly as I pushed him back, before looking up at Vincent, tilting my head a bit. "So what have you been doing…"
He closed his eyes sitting down and running his hands through his hair. "I wouldn't call me smart," he replied quietly. "I just went to make sure everything was correct at the school…that and I went to see Chad for a bit."
Bastion's POV
Chad… The name wrung through my mind with utter venom behind it. How I hated that guy. The name, the attitude, everything! What was it that Vincent saw in that guy that made him want him so much? There was no way someone like him would stick to a relationship and Vincent did not deserve such treatment.
In order to stop myself from strangling or breaking something I ran my fingers through Lucas' head fur, rubbing his neck and back. "So what is going on between you and Chad anyway?" I asked, trying extremely hard not speak through my teeth or sound angry, but I knew even if Vincent couldn't see it, Lucas would. He knew me better than anyone…
Lucas- - -
"We're… dating…" Even from where I was maybe ten feet away I could hear the hesitation in his voice. Much more than dating from what I could figure. I nodded even so, resting my head on Bastion's lap and closing my eyes, still purring, tail swaying in annoyance. Stupid animal body, stupid collar…
Gods… that collar. I was waiting for Bastion to say something about it, just…waiting. Bastion…I'm bored… I must have sounded like I was complaining…and really, I was.
Bastion's POV
I sighed. If Vincent was still not comfortable enough to tell us then I wouldn't force him. What would it accomplish? Bored, huh? I asked, still running my hands through Lucas' shiny, black fur, finding him awfully cute. And then my hands brushed up against something hard… I looked over to find a collar around his neck. A collar? I hadn't noticed it before. The sudden image of Lucas in a collar blocked everything else and all of a sudden I felt myself getting aroused, an unnoticeable tent rising from my, thankfully, long black pants and against Lucas' nose. What an awkward position… I was hoping, praying Vincent hadn't noticed anything.
Lucas- - -
He hasn't, love. I sat up, shaking my head and morphing back. "So are you leaving any time soon?" My attention was directed to Vincent, of course.
"Yeah…" He smirked a bit as he got up, "Might as well leave you two alone…" There was a small silence before Vincent rolled his eyes, folding his arms over his chest and rocking back on his heels. "I still can't believe that you guys still don't trust Chad though…what's the deal with him? Is there something I don't know that you do?"
Bastion's POV
"There's a good chance of that being true, you know," I told Vincent. I wrapped my arm around Lucas' shoulders. "We've been…around a lot longer than you have. Add to that the fact that I have the gift to access people correctly only after knowing them a short time and you're pretty screwed when it comes to Chad." I grinned, lying back. "I think it's time we meet him…" God, I even hated what I was saying, but I had to get Vincent to see that Chad really wasn't the guy he thought he knew.
Vincent- - -
I glared at them both before looking away, taking a deep breath, but even so, my words were growled. "Fine… You can meet him tomorrow," I mumbled before finding my keys. "I'm going out…"
I couldn't stand their lovey dovey-ness any longer. I needed something to do, something… ANYTHING! And what could I do? My feet carried me outside and before I knew it, I was on my way towards Chad's place, hands curling into fists.
Bastion's POV
I sighed. "I pissed him off, didn't I?" I asked, placing my hand on my head. I looked up towards the ceiling, trying not to feel too bad. "If this is how we'll have to deal with Laurent I don't think I'll live through it," I muttered, shutting my eyes. My mind eased back into the image of Lucas' panther form and an old memory struck me. I blinked. "Hey, Lucas," I mumbled, looking towards him. "Did you know I have an animal form too?"
Lucas- - -
I blinked, staring down at him for a few moments before tilting my head to the side. "No, I don't think so, he just doesn't like people getting into his dating life…" I mumbled quietly, pulling him closer. "And no, I didn't know that…" I smiled a little bit as I stared at him. "Show it to me? Please?"
Bastion's POV
I nodded. "It's a little different than you and Panther, though, considering it's not a different mind. I haven't even shape shifted to the form before, although I know how to." I shrugged. "It sounds strange, I know, but I've never really needed it. It's just now that I remembered." I pulled away from Lucas and stood up on the floor, moving to a spot in the room where there was plenty of space. I quickly shifted to my angelic form, spreading out my wings as far as possible, which wasn't too far. "I don't even know what the animal is, so it'll be a surprise for me too." I grinned before encasing myself with my own wings, completely covering my body. There was a bright light that seeped through small spaces in the wings and then they burst into a blinding mesh of feathers and light. The feathers quickly turned into light, though, fading away to reveal…
A large, white Bengal tiger was now in the same spot Bastion was in. It's black stripes were the exact colors of Bastion's black hair, and the white of it's fur almost outmatched that of Bastion's wings. The creature seemed to yawn, revealing rows of sharp teeth and fang, before clamping it's maw shut again. A pair of sharp, icy eyes was looking directly at Lucas, almost in questioning.
Lucas- - -
I blinked, yes, blinked, staring at the tiger for the longest time before getting up. Okay, in my experience with tigers in the past, they didn't particularly like me. But that feeling was just shrugged off as I sat infront of him, carefully threading my fingers in his fur. "Beautiful…" I mumbled, kissing the top of his head and leaning back, letting go and morphing once again to the panther form, nuzzling his neck gently. "Can you talk?"
Bastion's POV
My eyes seemed to slant slightly in concentration, my ears twitching. "I…think," I managed to state. It was a lot harder talking as an animal. "So." I finished. It felt weird, having such a flat tongue and so many sharp teeth… A little nerve racking. It felt like I was an actual weapon. Razor sharp claws, teeth that could rip through anything… It felt a little cool, though. "Kinda strange," I managed to say normally. My tail moved slowly from side to side. Although it was an awkward feeling, it felt surprisingly more comfortable. I found myself purring involuntarily when Lucas began nuzzling my neck.
Lucas- - -
I smiled a bit as I watched him. If you want you can talk telepathically, it might be better… My eyes flickered away as I sat back on my haunches, staring at him for the longest time before gently batting at him with one of my paws, a small grin on my face. You know, we're kind of like Yin and Yang. We're exact opposites almost all the time…
Bastion's POV
That also made me grin, my incredibly white teeth, since they haven't bitten into anything, almost blending in with my fur. I found that out too. I…moved…over to him and licked him on the maw playfully before nuzzling up against his neck, wrapping my tail around his gently. It also means that we couldn't be more perfect for each other, don't you think? I asked, purring all the while.
Lucas- - -
My ears flicked back after a few moments and I smiled a bit, nuzzling against him gently. He was perfect, beautiful, no matter what form he took. I think so… I was still hesitant. I really didn't like Doubt. He scared me even, and even if I was going to be around Bastion for the rest of my life, the fact I'd have to deal with Doubt was a bit unnerving.
I growled a little bit, playfully biting his neck before moving a bit away, standing on all four paws now, tail flicking back and forth happily.
Bastion's POV
Don't worry about him, love, I told him, reading his thoughts and emotions. All of his worries were practically a part of me now too. I'm pretty sure I've got him under control. By the time he plans to take over again Laurent will no longer be needing the protection of our wings. I reassured him before yawning again. It seemed tigers liked being lazy whenever they could. I crossed my two legs over themselves to form an x and laid my head down on it, resting. It felt very comfortable and now my tail swayed lazily, side to side as I stared at Lucas. He looked so powerful in his panther form… So…so everything. Every time I looked at him I saw something more attractive and new about him, and I loved it.
Lucas- - -
Like what you see? I grinned a bit, walking closer and lying beside him, head rested next to his, my own purr the same of his. And really, if you think about it, Doubt was stronger than myself... I sighed a bit as I thought about this, tail twining around his lazily. "Who knows, but I hope I never get killed… that way I can stay with you for all of eternity." Well, there was one way to be immortal once more, but I really didn't want to think about that. And I knew there was probably more, and maybe one that Bastion knew, but I didn't want him to loose his immortality and his life helping me.
Bastion's POV
I bet it's only 'cause of the combination of him and my body… If he had a different body he'd probably be much weaker. I closed my eyes, a cheerful growl replacing my usual chuckle. "You know, there's something so much more romantic about that statement when you actually mean it…" I suddenly became aware of how all my 'R's seemed to rumble my entire body, making it sound more threatening or powerful than I actually planned it to be. I nestled my head up top of Lucas before licking his cheek and head. "You taste good," I growled.
Lucas- - -
"You didn't answer my question," I mumbled quietly, tilting my head a bit and smiling after a few seconds. I really wanted a good old romp, like not the sexual way, just a play fight. My paws stretched a bit and I stretched more myself, standing up. "I love you, Bastion… but I'm seriously bored…" My eyes flickered away from him after a few moments and towards the outside. "Wanna go to the mountains?"
Bastion's POV
I slowly got onto my paws. "Alright," I replied, nodding my head. "I guess as long as I am in this form I should put it to some use." I slinked underneath Lucas and nudged his lower belly playfully with my nose. "Lead the way, sexy," I growled, nuzzling a bit before standing right next to Lucas, grinning.
Lucas- - -
I rolled my eyes and bit down on his neck gently, teleporting us both to the mountains, pinning him against the ground and tail flicking back and forth, grin on my face. And seconds later I jumped off, disappearing into the forest, jumping into a tree, staring down at the ground, waiting for him to find me.
Bastion's POV
Moments later I found myself staring up at the tree that Lucas had jumped into. I had never liked heights much, sure when I'm flying is great, but I don't even do that much… Climbing a tree in the huge body of a tiger did not look fun. "Get down here, coward!" I roared, grinning afterwards. I moved back a few paces before slinking my body close to the ground, my claws gripping the soft ground under me, waiting.
Lucas- - -
I chuckled softly, jumping from that tree to the next, and until I was behind him, stretching before jumping at him, tackling him to the ground. "Coward?" I purred, licking his maw gently paws sinking into the ground beside him, claws digging into the ground. "Mm, who's the one that is pinned?" I mumbled quietly. "By the way, I'm bored… really bored…"
Bastion's POV
I grinned and, almost too easily, shoved him off from on top of me using my hind legs, jumping on top of him and pushing down his own paws into the dirt with my paws. I leaned down my entire weight onto him, which was quite a load. "I'd say you're the one who's pinned, sir." I rolled the last 'R' before growling, making small bites along Lucas' neck.
Lucas- - -
"Not fair…" I growled, rolling free, closing my eyes, taking a deep breath and standing up. "Just don't do that," I snarled, walking a few steps away and opening my eyes again, panting for the first time in a while. My eyes turned away from him and I stared at him for a few moments before walking towards him, setting a paw beside him. "Bad memory, K?"
Bastion's POV
I frowned and looked down. "Sorry," I mumbled. "Didn't mean to hit a sore spot…" I rechambered and released my claws absentmindedly, feeling awkward for actually doing something wrong to Lucas. This would have been a moment where I bite my lip, but that's not possible, so I merely pawed at the ground underneath me until there was a small hole there.
Lucas- - -
I rolled my eyes and sighed a bit. "Sorry, my love," I mumbled quietly, walking towards him and nuzzling his neck gently. "So… what shall we do?" I asked after a few moments, wrapping my legs around him, paws gently wrapping around him, laughing a bit. Well, maybe it was a hug, or partially one, I couldn't figure out what he would call it.
Bastion's POV
I laughed, which sounded really creepy coming from my tiger body. It sounded like a cross way between a pant and a growl. I blinked in surprise. "This is gonna take some getting used to," I muttered before nudging under Lucas' head with my own, lifting it up playfully. I grinned. "Well, anything in mind, love?" I asked, walking around him, nudging or licking here and there.
Lucas- - -
I rolled my eyes and looked away from him, taking a deep breath and thinking for a few moments. What did I have in mind? I sighed after a few moments, waiting for the longest time to think, my tail flicking back and forth before I finally grinned. "I'd rather sleep, really."
Bastion's POV
At the mention of sleep I began to yawn. "Sounds like a nice plan," I groaned, getting back into my new relaxation pose. Fur was rather comfortable when you got the hang of it… It made your entire body like a cushion instead of bony in certain positions. Add to it that big cats like me liked the sleep and you got yourself one lazy kitten. I chuckled at the comment, curling up slightly before directing my attention towards Lucas. "Care to join me?"
Lucas- - -
I laughed a bit and nodded, curling up around him, resting my head gently on his shoulder. "I'm comfortable here…" I mumbled under my breath, waiting for the longest time before sighing a bit. "I have a question… do you think Laurent shapeshifted along with you?" Okay, random question.
Bastion's POV
"You mean if he's turned into a little baby cub along with my tiger transformation?" I asked, slight humour in my voice. The picture was kind of cute. "I'm pretty sure he did." That one question kept me wondering, though. What kind of animal would Laurent be? His wings were already different. White demon wings that looked like they had feathers on them… Maybe a white panther? A black tiger? Heh, they both sounded pretty funny…
Lucas- - -
I went quiet for a few moments before taking a deep breath and nodding. "Can you still talk to him?" I asked quietly, purring louder than I had expected, obviously comfortable now. "Or… are you unable to?"
Bastion's POV
I blinked. I had forgotten all about being able to communicate with Laurent. Leave it to Lucas to remember. I grinned. I had a feeling he was going to enjoy being a dad… I closed my eyes, concentrating on Laurent's life force inside of me.
Laurent…? It's me, dad… That felt so weird saying… Can you hear me?
I'm… there was a pause that sounded like yawning. Here.
I laughed. Sounds like you're tired too.
I go through what you go through most of the time, daddy.
Lucas- - -
I nuzzled his belly gently, glad that he could. We were almost always slinked telepathically now, and whatever he heard, I did, well, almost always. Tell him I said hi, I murmured into his mind, closing my eyes, purring gently.
Bastion's POV
I felt a slight jolt after Lucas said hi and I knew what was coming next.
HI, DADDY!! Laurent screamedI cringed from the pain of his words wringing out through my head.
Laurent, too loud, I told him and I heard him giggle.
Sorry… I smiled. At least I didn't have to worry about the two of them getting along badly.
Lucas- - -
I winced a bit at the reply. Yeah… a bit too loud… I mumbled quietly as I rested my head on Bastion's side once more, eyes closed, purring softly. What are you, Laurent? A tiger, a panther, or a mix of both? Or can you even tell?
Bastion's POV
Umm… There was a pause. Oh! I'm a tiger! I grinned. So he was a tiger after all. But…
But? I asked. Here was where the weird came in, I just knew it.
It seems as though my colors are inverted… My stripes are white and my fur is black… And I think my eyes are black, but I can't check…
Cute! I thought, giggling. So Laurent was, yet again, a mix of both…and man was the image adorable…
Lucas- - -
I smiled a little bit as I thought about this and sat up, nudging Bastion gently. "We should get going back home…" I mumbled quietly. "Besides, it's getting late and I gotta get this collar off…somehow…" I hoped to the gods that Laurent hadn't heard that, nuzzling Bastion's neck to tell him to get up.
"I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, too, my love."
Bastion's POV
Laurent's voice seemed to disappear slightly after Lucas had finished talking. He must have forgotten about the limits he has to talk. I got on my four paws, stretching and yawning before clicking my tongue slightly, walking to Lucas' side. "If you insist," I replied, grinning, playfully nibbling at the tips of his ears. It was hard not cutting through anything with such sharp teeth, but luckily I knew how much pressure I had to apply. I wrapped my tail around Lucas'.
Lucas- - -
"Insist?" I chuckled softly, pawing him gently for a few moments. "Come on, let's go," I mumbled quietly as I nuzzled his neck and teleported us both to the apartment, curling up and closing my eyes, waiting for him. My claws dug softly into the carpeting, and well, it was particularly comfortable for once.
Chad's POV
I grinned as Vincent shut the door behind him. Young boys were so naïve… poor boy didn't seem to understand that I was just using him for sex, but hey. He liked it. I liked it. What's the problem about using him for a bit? I pulled off my shirt, showing my tanned muscles and the smooth hair on my chest that stretched all the way down to my crotch. I knew how much Vincent liked it too… I chuckled, pulling off the rest of my clothes. How many times had I hit it? I'd say not nearly enough…
"Into bed," I ordered him, waiting with my arms crossed. I loved being in control like this, and Vincent just went along with the ride. I had to admit, the boy was a good ride, but I still thought about hitting that guy that I had met in the restaurant with him. God, what a godly body he had… Nothing would have been sweeter than to just slip into his ass… Mmm, sometimes I thought about him while I was doin' up Vincent. He isn't the type of guy you can forget… I'd ride him a lot longer than the other guys, but like everyone he'd get boring and I'd move on. But damn, did I want in on that ass…
Vincent - - -
Dad would want Chad's head on a silver platter, heck, he'd be the one to buy the platter then take Chad's head off to put it on the platter, if he knew what we did. Didn't bother me though. My hands tightened into fists as I thought about it, but calmed down eventually as I pulled my coat off, one of the ones I had borrowed from Dad until my clothes were here, it even smelled like the icy demonic scent still. And yet…maybe Bastion was right. He didn't trust Chad, and maybe…Nah.
Soon enough the rest of my clothes fell to the floor and I pulled my hair over my shoulder, looking up at him for a few moments, tilting my head to the side before obeying that order, falling back onto his bed.
I trusted him with my life, and yet Dad and Bastion didn't. Maybe it was because he had flirted with Bastion when we had first met.
Chad's POV
I held on my signature grin as I climbed on top of Vincent, leaning down to take his lips with my own. I was an ass, I'll admit that, but when it came to romancing I was better than any other. Especially when it came to kissing. After I had pulled away from Vincent I felt his new erection pressing up against my thigh and I chuckled. "Don't worry, babe," I told him, running my fingers through his hair once. "It won't be there long…"
Bastion's POV
My ears twitched as it caught the sound of something… I lifted my head, blinking the sleep from my eyes as what sounded like someone moaning floated into my ears. I blinked. "Lucas…were you expecting visitors?" Half of me knew what it was, yet the other half refused to believe it.
Lucas - - -
I groaned a bit, sitting up after a few moments, stretching a bit and looking around. "No, not that I know of…" I mumbled quietly, leaning down to kiss him gently. "Why do you ask?" I heard it though, I could hear the sound and it was getting frankly annoying.
Vincent- - -
I rolled my eyes, watching him quietly, smiling a little bit. "They keep saying you're using me," I mumbled quietly, closing my eyes, trying to relax, but that thought… wouldn't leave me alone. Bastion…might have been right it would be rude of me to not listen to him. But, then again…my thoughts trailed off when I felt his fingers in my hair.
Chad's POV
I clicked my tongue. "Who keeps saying that?" I asked, tracing kisses down his neck…past his shoulders… I stopped. "Don't listen to them, dear," I told him, my fingers tracing down his body to that particular spot that needed oh so much of my attention. Who ever warned him about me was smart, but I had Vincent in the palm of my hands now…
Bastion's POV
I growled. "Because," I started. "One of them sounds an awful lot like Vincent." I was already maneuvering towards the room upstairs. If I was right the other voice was Chad… Damn him. Now not only could he keep his grubby hands off of Vincent at his house, but now Lucas' too? Where did he think he was, some kinda hoar house?
Lucas- - -
I sighed and nodded after a few moments, getting up and taking his hand gently, "Would you like me to come with you?" I asked quietly, tilting my head a bit as I pulled him back, kissing his head gently, eyes flickering up to where my collar was sitting, on top of my dresser.
Vincent - - -
I sighed after a few moments, biting back the moan that threatened to escape me. "But…Bastion was sure he was right…" I mumbled as I looked away from him, hearing movement downstairs but trying to ignore it. Maybe they were just going to the living room or something… that would be nice…
Chad's POV
My mind was suddenly set at attention at the name, but I proceeded to pleasure Vincent, now awfully close to his arousal, but still teasing him on, sliding the fingers of one hand between the two perfect cheeks… "Bastion, huh? You know him?" I managed to ask, licking his sack slowly. It was so much fun teasing young Vincent.
Bastion's POV
I breathed heavily, trying to restrain my growing anger, "Okay," I muttered. "You may just have to hold me back, though. Just a warning." I moved up the stairs, my feet slightly louder than they had to be. I swear, if Chad is having sex with Vincent right now I don't know what I'll do… I growled, edging closer to the door.
Vincent- - -
"He's…" Dammit. I closed my eyes, hands digging into the sheets, holding on to them tightly. "He's my father's fiancée…" I mumbled.
Lucas- - -
I sighed a bit as I wrapped my arms around Bastion, kissing his neck gently. I want to kill him… I mumbled into his mind. Besides… you can bring him back, can't you? Stupid question, but, hey, it was a good idea. Bring him back, kill him again, it would be an interesting experience. I froze, hearing a groan. For some reason… my mind flickered to his mother and I shivered at the thought, making it go away before Bastion had a chance to even see it.
Chad's POV
Although what he had said had fazed me I didn't show it, now licking up his rather large shaft. So those two were lovey dovey for a reason… Fiancés, pah… How pathetic. I bet that Lucas guy can't give it to Bastion better than I can. I nearly swooned at the thought of having him moan under me… What a delicious sigh that would be… I moaned at it, even, as I licked the tip of Vincent's head.
Bastion's POV
The feel of Lucas' cool lips on my neck served to calm me down a bit, but I was still fuming "Sorry," I mumbled. "Angels aren't allowed to cross into hell." If that son of a bitch has a soul at all, I finished in my mind. God, why was I so angry? Was it because I knew he was hurting Vincent, or the fact that he would actually have the gall to do this kind of thing at Lucas' own home? I didn't even wait to get a reaction from Lucas as I crashed open the door. I didn't even have to look twice to know what it was they were doing.
"Get the fuck off of Vincent!" I yelled at Chad. Chad … What a repulsive name even…
Chad's POV
I turned, surprise at the sound of the voice, and found Bastion glaring at my naked body. My crotch, which had been slowly getting harder, grew to it's full length and hardness and right then and there I wanted nothing more than to know what it was like to hear Bastion moaning. I grinned.
"Why, Bastion… What a surprise." I got off of the bed, my erection clear as day as I slowly walked towards him.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, breathing on his chest and moving my hand to tilt his chin towards me. He quickly slapped my hands away.
"I live here, bastard!" he yelled at me. God. I had known someone could look so gorgeous when angry! I felt myself dripping for him already, not noticing who was standing behind him.
Lucas- - -
"Excuse me Bastion," I said quietly, carefully pushing him a bit to the side, wishing I had my boots on so I could make this hurt more. My foot almost instantly connected with his gut, teeth becoming fangs as I stepped into the room, hand finding its way around his throat, eyes glowing red.
"Do not touch either of them," I growled, not realizing that my hands were glowing a tinge of red as well.
Vincent- - -
I sat up, staring at them for a few moments before looking towards Bastion, pulling a blanket around me and moving so I was standing besides him. "Am I in trouble?" I asked quietly as I looked away from Lucas and Chad to my soon to be step father. What a stupid question to ask though. Of course I was, right after Dad was done tearing out his throat.
Chad's POV
I gasped for breath, but barely anything came to my lungs. This guy was freaky!! His hands were glowing, and fangs?! What the hell was he?! I turned towards Bastion, panic in my eyes. "Help…me…!" I croaked. Did he see that this…demon was trying to kill me?!
Bastion's POV
My eyes narrowed. "Help you? HELP YOU?! Why should I help someone who just leads people on without having any intention of following through to a meaningful relationship?" I asked, pissed. If Vincent had only listened to me… Vincent. I turned to Vincent and sighed before placing a hand on his head. "That's not really for me to decide," I told him, before ruffling up his hair. "But I did warn you…twice…" I growled, before turning back to Chad. "As for you…" I looked at Lucas. "I know this is hard, but can you let him go, please?" I asked. I had something in mind.
Lucas- - -
I growled a bit and after a few moments, taking a step away before clenching my hands into fists, taking a deep breath. "Fine," I mumbled as I stepped away, katana appearing in my hand, a claw tapping the sheath as I leaned back against the wall, waiting for Bastion to do something, eyes still glowing, but my hands were back to normal. "You have five minutes, Bastion, and then he's dead…"
Bastion's POV
I grinned. "It's not going to take nearly that much time." I looked over Chad for a few moments, appearing to him as though I was checking him out. He seemed to calm down after he had gotten his breath back. Then, all of a sudden, I grabbed his penis. He gasped at that and then he grinned.
"So you finally give in, 'ey? Knew you would fall for this eventually," he stated, sounding rather lustful. I sighed mentally. Cocky even when he's in mortal danger. Strange… But I grinned back none the less. My hand began to glow with a bright light and then it disappeared before I removed my hand. Chad stared down at it with surprise.
"Wh-what…did you do?" he asked as his crotch began shrinking rapidly. I laughed. "Simple. All I did was cut off the blood flow to your cock from the rest of your body as well as disabled the nerves there. So not only will you never be able to get erect again, you'll never feel pleasure from there either." I grinned as his face contorted with horror. It's an Angelic technique used to cut off the blood flow from major injuries or if, back in the old days, you needed to amputate something so that you didn't feel the pain, I explained to Lucas. Chad was still frozen in horror.
Lucas- - -
I rolled my eyes and looked away. "Anyway, can I kill him now?" I looked towards Vincent when I felt his hands on my arm and I sighed a bit. "You're grounded by the way…" He scowled and looked away from me and I looked down to my katana, remembering exactly what was still there. Snake venom and my blood. Damn was I suicidal back then.
"Please can I, Bastion?"
Bastion's POV
I shrugged and waved my hand. "Do as you must, although I don't see how much worse you can make a life without any pleasure, unless you're considering ending it, which he may want… Either way…" I walked off, towards one of the bathrooms and didn't even bother to close the door as I turned on the faucet. I took some soap and began rigorously scrubbing the hand with which I had grasped Chad's cock. It felt so…sickening. Touching him that way… I shuddered at the thought of it pulsing, only making me scrub harder.
Vincent- - -
I sighed a bit as I walked past Bastion, sitting on the edge of the tub and turning on the water, waiting until Dad came back from throwing Chad out. The steam felt good, and I knew that sooner or later so would the water. "Sorry… for not listening…" I mumbled, not even bothering with the cold water. It wasn't going to help anyway. I wanted the searing heat to feel the germs burn away.
Maybe taking a bath in acid would have been better or liquid magma. I probably could have done both, it's not like it would kill me.
"I'm… seriously sorry…"
Bastion's POV
I sighed before smiling. "It's not your fault," I replied, still scrubbing. "It's hard to listen to others when you're in love with someone, much less follow your advice. Plus you don't really know me all that well yet either. I don't blame you for not listening to me that well." I shut off the faucet several minutes later. My hand was raw and red, almost bleeding, but then it quickly healed over and I sighed with relief. "That's better." I turned to Vincent with a smile. "Just promise me you'll at least look for clues if this happens again." I grinned. Everything was behind us now, in my opinion.
Lucas- - -
I sighed as I sat down outside the bathroom door, still holding the katana, staring at the stain I knew was there but barely anyone else did. I hadn't even showed Bastion.
And then my hand slipped. That slicing pain was painful, incase anyone cared to know. The blade fell to the floor and even though I just sat there watching it, I let the new wound bleed freely, mind on a completely different track. My hands curled into fists, the warm blood trickling through my fingers and falling onto to the wood floor. And my eyesight blurred suddenly, and then went black.
Vincent - - -
I looked up at the sound of metal clattering against the wooden flooring, quickly getting up, staring out into the hallway for a few moments before stepping out, my blanket around my waist now. I could smell the blood already. And Dad… was just sitting there, the blade at his feet, blood dripping onto the flooring, his hands closed. "Bastion… does Dad blank out randomly?" How was I supposed to know what was going on?
Bastion's POV
I cursed under my breath, already moving towards Lucas' side. I knew it would be useless to try and talk to him the moment I viewed the look in his eyes. The darkness was back. I looked at the wound and then at the katana and immediately I felt panic flow through me. "That…katana," I muttered. I could barely even look at it. It seemed to be radiating a dangerous aura from all the demonic blood spilled on it…Lucas' blood, I soon realized. Such a weapon would kill me easily. Using my power I sent forth a bust of pressured air from my hand, sending the blade several feet away from us, clattering lifelessly on the floor like some toy. I quickly looked towards Lucas, laying him down before entering his mind. I hated when this happened…
Panther- - -
I froze in mid step, staring. Not only had the whole floor froze over once more, but Lucifer had appeared. Not Satan, even he stayed far from Lucas' mind, but Lucas' old self.
"It's time to give it up, Lucas…" Lucifer was as demonic as ever, within an instant setting his hand under Lucas' chin to get him to look up, but the look wasn't one he expected. Deathly black eyes stared at the coal black ones, the few inches taller man staring at the shorter until Lucifer noticed the light, hissing lowly.
"No! Bastion!" I roared. Of all times for him to be in Lucas' mind, of all the damn times; my paws were held back, Lucifer holding out one hand towards me, the tendrils of black seeping up. And then I noticed the ones that were wrapping around Lucas' arms, and the ones going for the light.
This was not good…
Lucifer- - -
I chuckled softly, staring at my older self, a hand gently running through his hair. "Aye, Lucas, it seems Mab has done her job," I said calmly, finding the specks of grey that were starting to show now. "You're immortality is wearing thin." My eyes flickered to the Angel and I smirked a bit. "But you must have not told him that I still existed, otherwise, he wouldn't have come into your mind."
If you-
"Silence!" I stared at him coldly before looking towards the demon, staring for a few moments. "And well, well, look at this. It's Panther. To bad. This time he's not going free, and neither is that Angel! Laurent can decay for all I care. After all, his father might now survive till midnight anyway…"
I felt the cold glare on my shoulder and turned around, staring at Lucas for a few moments. "Don't even try to become an Alpha in your own mind… you'll just send yourself insane." And then I turned my gaze to the angel, moving so I was infront of him, smirking a bit. "It's interesting meeting an Angel for the first time in over three hundred years."
Bastion's POV
I landed on the frosted floor, not even needing to use my eyes to know there was a powerful demon now standing before me. I did not understand who or what he was, all I knew was that he was evil and in Lucas' mind. I'm going to need some explanations later, I told Lucas, glancing towards him before crossing my arms. I turned my attention towards the demon in front of me. "Yes, and I'm probably the only one you'll meet so take in as much as you can." I spun around for him, humoring both myself and him. I sighed mentally. Apparently Lucas didn't trust in me enough for both him and Panther to be worrying.
"So who the hell are you and what are you doing here?" I asked, calmly.
Lucifer - - -
My gods… I chuckled softly, watching him for a few moments before shrugging. "I've met a few before. You're the second one to stand up to me, if that's what your doing." I raised a brow and shrugged a bit, disappearing in a cloud of black smoke and appearing beside Lucas. "Don't you recognize the similarities? I'm Lucifer, the original male Rivera. And apparently, you killed my sister?"
I looked up to Lucas after a few moments, setting a hand on his long sleeved shirt, smiling as it disappeared. "So listen to me, Bastion. Lucas didn't have the heart to tell you that his immortality could wear away, or he did and didn't tell you all of his story…" Lucas' collar appeared in my hands. "Or he didn't remember himself that this collar was the only thing keeping me back…" I chuckled a bit, looking to Panther, "And keeping that cat calm."
"Would you like to know why he has a collar in the first place?"
Bastion's POV
I felt like saying now, like just beating his face into a pulp. I didn't care that he was the devil himself, he was harming Lucas! But my face revealed nothing of the internal struggle. If anything I looked like I had frozen in time. "Fine," I muttered, still in the exact same position. I needed an explanation, at least. Then I'd beat him into a bloody pulp…
Lucifer - - -
I chuckled softly, and then Lucas moved. I felt his claws in the back of my neck and let my aura flare up, getting him to move away. "See, Lucas was, unfortunately, designed to be a weapon, the perfect weapon, actually. He had a mind that could decide, and he wasn't reckless like others." I looked over my shoulder to see Lucas had disappeared, reappearing behind Bastion, his arms wrapping around the angel. Disgusting.
"And he was strong, very strong, and we had to collar him to keep him under control, other wise he'd be a mangy mutt like the werewolves." I smiled a little bit as I watched them. It was adorable. "And apparently when I finally woke up again, he had fallen in love…but that's beside the point. It's time for him to give up trying to live among the humans and become a demon again…"
Lucas- - -
Bastion… I sighed a bit as I stared down at him. That collar apparently holds my immortality, as well… we have to get it back.
Bastion's POV
How? I asked, leaning back into his embrace, but not letting my guard down one bit. "So how is it that he's in control now even without his collar?" I asked him, buying time. Where is the collar anyway? "And again? Isn't Lucas a demon already?" For some reason I felt that Lucifer had a different idea of what a demon was. I felt like scowling. Lucifer was obviously underestimating me and I hated it when people looked down upon me…but I had to keep my cool. I had to get that collar back…somehow…
Lucifer - - -
I shrugged, holding the collar up in my hand. "And he is in control only because he doesn't want to hurt you. As for the other…" I set my hand on Lucas' forehead, watching his eyes turn white, then red. "Not the one he was once…" I couldn't figure out why he wasn't fighting back, and then I realized why, that red wasn't from demonic.
I hissed, taking a step back. "So that's what you are…" I growled, holding my hand, looking down at the blistering skin. "And what about you?" I asked, turning my attention to the angel.
Bastion's POV
"What about me?" I asked playfully, grinning. Now things were getting fun. I slowly walked over towards Lucifer, slowly changing into my angelic form. My spectacularly white wings sprouted, stretching out before folding behind me. I was now a lot closer to him than I was before and then I crossed my arms again, shifting back into the same position. "Well?"
Lucifer- - -
I stared at him for a few moments, feeling the light starting to burn into me. "You're one too?" I gasped, staring at them. "You're one of those damned chaos angels…" I watched Lucas for a few moments before looking back to the Angel and taking a deep breath. "That's… interesting… so apparently, there a demon, an angel, and what about the third? Do you know who he is?"
Bastion's POV
"We have a hunch," I answered, radiating more life from me on purpose. Seemed like for a demon who was almighty he was sure hurt easily. "So where's all your smugness now?" I asked, a little irritated. "Perhaps, in the near future, you should make sure just what you are up against before meddling in affairs that are not yours to take part in." I opened my hand, gathering light in my palm slowly.
Lucas- - -
I shook my head and grabbed Bastion's hand, staring down at him for a few moments. "Don't." I tried to keep my voice stern, but every fiber in me said to go ahead and kill the bastard. I had a feeling if I let him though, there wasn't going to be a future for me anyway.
Quietly I took the collar from him and a wall appeared behind him the instant the collar touched my skin. I stared at him for a few moments before sighing a bit, playing up on one of his weaknesses, well, ours actually. Two more walls appeared and then I took a step back, letting the fourth appear. It looked particularly like a gravestone, and even had Lucifer scrawled in my writing on one of the walls.
"Don't touch it, Panther, okay?" I stared before looking to Bastion. "And get out of my mind and tell Vincent to sheath that damn katana, alright?"
Bastion's POV
I frowned with disappointment, but nodded anyway. Flying out of Lucas' mind, taking one final look at where Lucas was supposed to be, before entering my own body. The migraine hit me like a jackhammer to the sidewalk. I sat up slowly, holding my head, trying to make the pain stop.
"Vincent," I muttered. "Please…sheath Lucas' katana." The headache came from over exposure to its evil aura. If I stayed close to it much longer I was sure to become nauseous, and then worse… I looked over to Lucas, waiting for him to wake up. What had happened had disturbed me and I wanted to make sure he was okay.
Vincent- - -
I blinked, staring at the katana for a few moments before nodding and reaching over, carefully sheathing it and setting it up against the wall. "What's wrong?" I asked quietly, looking over towards Dad, glad to see his eyes return somewhat normal. Well, as normal as jet black could get. "What is going on?"
"Vincent…" He looked directly at me, "go get something… anything raw… please…"
I nodded and got up, heading for the kitchen.
Lucas- - -
I stared at Bastion for the longest time before sitting up completely, wrapping my arms around him. "Thank you…" I mumbled, not wanting to let go. "But from now on, until I get rid of him, keep out of my mind, even if the darkness takes over…" I smiled a bit and let go then, holding out the collar to him. "I don't have thumbs in that form; you're going to have to put it back on me."
Bastion's POV
I nodded, taking the collar and waiting for Lucas to shape shift back into Panther. "But, what am I supposed to do when it does happen again, Lucas? I can't sit back and watch you suffer, I just…" I looked down at the collar in my hands. "Can't." What was I to do if that happened to Lucas again? I needed to help him somehow, but… I sighed. I had to respect his wishes.
Lucas- - -
"This is my battle now. If you push yourself any more you may loose Laurent…" I sighed a bit, running my hands gently through his hair before moving away, becoming my panther form, resting my head gently in his lap, staring up at him with big eyes, hoping he understood. "You're beautiful by the way. No matter what you look like… no matter how you are…"
Bastion's POV
I smiled weakly and pet Lucas' head, kissing the tips of his ears before placing the collar around his neck. I ran my hands down his back. "I understand," I stated sadly. I leaned down to kiss his forehead before standing up. "I should go. I'm kind of tired, plus Emmett's gonna need an excuse as to why I couldn't show up for another session." I grinned before walking towards the door. "See ya later, Vincent!" I called out, not wanting to turn around to face him before leaving through the door.