Frightening Little Princess
Summary: The Ipswich Covenant isn't the only power around. A powerful friend of the families returns to Ipswich at the request of her grandmother, who fears for her life. But returning to Ipswich makes things worse and puts them all at risk. Sometimes the only way to save the ones you love is to sacrifice everything, including your life. TylerOC.
Disclaimer: Yeah… I own nothing. Damn.
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A/N: Thanks so much to Loverofgoodstories27! So, just so you all know, this is where the "M" rating kicks in, so if you're not into hardcore(ish) sexy times or could be triggered by reading S&M stuff, I advise you to skip the second half of this chapter. Also, this is my first time writing a sex scene that isn't a 'fade to black' kind of deal, so please be gentle with me. I always strive to be a better writer, but it certainly takes time. Thanks and I hope you all enjoy!
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The impromptu game night had lifted Raven's spirits. So, naturally, it all came crashing down. Raven couldn't believe that she hadn't expected it. The universe seemed to have it in for her.
The day after her encounter with her father (because that man had not deserved the title "dad") none other than Kira decided that she hadn't had her fill of pissing Raven off. Raven had just been walking back to her car after class, desperately wanting to get away to think. Her spirits may have been lifted, but that didn't mean that she was fully comfortable with what happened. Kira had seen her leave and raced after her. "Hey de Mon!" Kira called. Raven felt her eye twitch. That damn wrong pronunciation never ceased to grate on her.
"The fuck do you want?" Raven asked, making it obvious her patience was thin.
"I was just wondering if you were planning on going to rehab when I talk to the Provost." Kira replied haughtily.
Raven raised her eyebrows, "Where the hell did that come from?"
Kira snickered, "Well, I saw you're cousin bouncing around like a crazy person on speed a few days ago and no one has seen her at all today. There's no reason for anyone to act like that unless they were on drugs and I can only assume that you're doing them together. I'm going to bring it to the attention of the administration."
Sighing, Raven ran a hand through her hair, "Holy fuck, you are stretching aren't you? You are just trying to piss me off." Kira tried to look innocent. It didn't work, "If you were really going to report either of us for drugs, you would have without telling me. What are you looking for? For me to beg you not to go to Provost Higgins?" Kira looked expectant, "Yeah… Not gonna happen. I have nothing to hide, Lorelei has nothing to hide. If they ask us to take drug tests, we'll do it, but when we pass, we will demand a public apology from the school, the board of directors, the Provost, and whoever provided the false information that forced us to take the test. We might even sue for defamation." The threat wasn't even thinly veiled. The look in Kira's eyes told Raven that she was terrified. Raven's family (and familial connections) could make things very difficult for Kira if they wanted to and both of them knew it.
"Are you threatening me?" Kira asked in an attempt to save face.
"I'm making you a promise." Raven replied, clearly serious, "How about you stay out of my fucking hair for the rest of the school year; leave the Sons, Kate, Sarah, and Lorelei alone; and then after we graduate drop completely out of my existence. Preferably into a black hole."
No one, not even Raven, had ever spoken to Kira like that before. She certainly didn't like it, "You can't talk to me like that!"
"Why not?" Raven asked, "What do you plan on doing about it?" Kira stared down her nose at Raven, who turned and began walking towards her car again. When she was about ten feet from her car, Raven felt herself jerk around, a feeling followed closely with that of an open palm colliding with her face.
Dots littered Raven's vision and all she could think was What the hell?!, though in the back of her mind she was very certain of what happened. Kira rounded on her, hand closed in a fist and aimed at Raven's face. As the fist came closer, Raven held up her arm and blocked it. Kira struggled, trying to pull her arm out of Raven's vice hold, "I've had eight years of self-defense training, you stupid twat!" Raven hissed, "I could snap your arm like a toothpick if I wanted to." Fear filled Kira's eyes until Raven loosened her grip. Kira relaxed and Raven pushed her to the ground, "Leave. Me. Alone."
With that, Raven turned away again. Kira, however, seemed to not have gotten the message. She quickly lifted herself off the ground, grabbed a fistful of Raven's hair, and pulled. Raven jerked back and landed on a black BMW. A crowd began to form as Raven attempted to defend herself and end the fight, but Kira seemed to have nothing on her mind but assaulting Raven, despite the fact that she was hilariously outmatched and only succeeded in getting herself injured (and Raven was being easy on her).
After several minutes, teachers and faculty had congregated to break up the crowd. Raven stepped back away from Kira and leaned against a car, "Ms. Snider! Ms. de Mon! To the Provost's office, now!"
"You've got to be kidding me," Raven groaned as she stood upright. She wanted to tell them that Kira went after her, but she knew that they wouldn't hear it. She would have to implore the Provost to check the security cameras on the parking lot. Sighing, Raven looked around to retrieve her backpack, which had ended up on the ground about two cars over during the commotion. She snatched it up and stalked towards the Provost's office, "I will crush you." She hissed lowly in Kira's direction.
It wasn't a long walk to the Provost's office and when she entered, Raven took a seat clear across the outer office from the direction Kira stalked when the latter followed her in and sat. Kira was clearly still fuming, but she seemed to have some understanding that acting on her impulses would be ill-advised.
Raven sat around for what felt like forever as Provost Higgins' secretary called Glenn and Rosalind Simms and Kira's parents (who were thoroughly put out at having to come to Spencer because it interrupted some work venture or another). As soon as they were all settled in his office, Provost Higgins started off on a long winded speech about how Spencer students must respect each other as much as they respect their professors and Spencer itself. He condemned their actions and said that they would receive consequences.
"Is there anything you would like to say before I hand out punishments, young ladies?"
"Yes," Raven said, "there is something I would like to say." Provost Higgins looked expectant, as if readying himself for Raven's apology, "This… was not my fault." The Provost looked startled for a moment before regaining his composure, "I don't make excuses," Raven continued, "If I'm at fault for something, I hold myself accountable, but I didn't do anything wrong. My actions were purely self-defense. You can see for yourself on the parking lot cameras that she attacked me. I tried walking away multiple times and every time, Kira attacked me again."
"Blaming the whole thing on Kira does not show good character, young lady," Kira's pompous, stuck-up-her-own-ass mother replied.
Raven repressed the desire to roll her eyes, "Take a look at the security footage and tell me if I'm wrong. Like I said, I take responsibility for my wrong doing. I am not at fault for anything other than trying to protect myself from an unprovoked attack."
Her words gave Provost Higgins pause and he ordered one of his office underlings to bring him the tape from the parking lot from that afternoon. When it was brought to him, he placed it in the television on the wall and watched as Raven was proven correct. After a moment of deliberation, during which Kira's parents sat rigid and stone faced as if trying not to shout and scream, Provost Higgins spoke again, "This is a difficult situation. Ms. Snider, it is clear to me that for whatever reason, you attacked Ms. de Mon without physical provocation. Whatever was said, there was no reason for physical violence." Kira tried and failed to keep the sneer off of her face, "You ladies are seniors and I expect you to be role models for everyone here at Spencer. As this is the first demerit against either of you, I will be lenient. Ms. Snider, you are to receive one week in-school suspension," Kira and her parents gasped in horror, "when typically an infraction like this merits anything from two weeks suspension to expulsion." Kira bit her tongue.
He turned then to Raven, "Ms. de Mon, I understand that you attempted to do what was right, but you should have, at least, called for security." Raven raised an eyebrow, not entirely sure what he was saying, "That being said, you are to complete three days of after school detention."
"Why?" Raven asked, "Because I didn't call for security? I was trying to not get my hair ripped out or my face punched."
"Raven, dear," Rosalind said in a quiet voice. Raven bit her tongue.
"I'm sorry you take issue with your punishment, Ms. de Mon, but you could have handled the situation better." Raven bit down on her tongue harder and tasted blood. Could have handled the situation better, her ass. If anyone should have called for security, it should have been any of the idiots watching the fight. And, honestly, if she hadn't handled it as well as she did, Kira would have broken bones by the end of it.
Releasing her tongue from the hold between her teeth, Raven tried to calm herself, but she couldn't stop the feeling of hate and anger rising in her chest. As the feeling grew, clouds began to gather in the sky outside of Provost Higgins' window. Thunder clapped and lightning struck. The wind blew harshly and Raven could see people running for cover against bullet-like raindrops.
Rosalind and Glenn cast worried glances in Raven's direction, but she shook her head as slightly as possible. She wasn't doing this… She couldn't be. She tried to take a deep breath and the feeling in her chest dissipated slightly, but the thunderstorm didn't stop. She also realized that the metallic taste of blood hadn't left her mouth. Her tongue was still bleeding.
"My word… What strange weather." Provost Higgins mused, "Well, everyone should return home before this gets any worse. Ms. Snider, Ms. de Mon, you will begin your detentions starting Monday in the library. Ms. Peaks will know to expect you." Raven had to stop herself form chuckling. Ms. Imogene Peaks was Spencer's extremely aged library. She wouldn't mind Raven sitting around and doing her homework since she would only be there for an hour and half after school, but she would probably have Kira help her put away books (particularly on the top shelves) and other things her age hindered her from doing.
"Yes, sir," Raven replied as Kira murmured something similar. Raven followed Glenn and Rosalind in the direction opposite Kira and her parents.
When they were alone, Raven looked out the window again as the storm proceeded to worsen, "I swear, I'm not trying to do that!" Raven said in a worried whisper, "It's not natural because I can't control it and it feels like it's coming from me, but I can't make it stop."
"Do you think this has to do with your power surges?" Glenn asked in a whisper as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Raven shook her head, unsure of what to say, and jumped in fear when the lightning struck a top branch of one of the trees in the Spencer courtyard, sending it crashing to the ground.
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To anyone passing by, they would have looked like any typical young couple enjoying camping in the Adirondack Mountains before the weather turned too cold. Most people would be very, very wrong.
The seemingly unassuming dark haired couple cuddled on a blanket just outside their tent, watching the sun go down. The boy ran his hand through his girlfriend's hair, kissing her gently on the temple, "So, how did today go?" He asked quietly, with genuine interest.
The girl chuckled contently, "She is so close to snapping, I can taste it. She got a 'surprise' visit from her deadbeat dad yesterday. It really rattled her. And today, Kira Snider threatened to turn her in for "drug use" which was, of course, a total lie on Kira's part, but the Universal's reaction made Kira go off. She physically attacked her." The boy chuckled, "The Universal got so worked up over the attack and the fact that she got detention for it –and I'll hand it to her, I would be pissed too- that it was only too easy to tap into her powers to freak her out."
"What'd you do?"
The girl smirked, "Well, they're currently having a major thunderstorm in the Ipswich-Gloucester area. Rain, lightning, thunder, high winds… and she can't stop it. Neither will the other two Universals, if they try." The boy opened his mouth, but the girl had predicted his question. "Oh, she knows it's because of her power, she just can't control it"
"So, you're done with the surges?"
The girl rolled her eyes, "Of course not. They're freaking her out. I just thought I'd shake it up a bit. Keep her on her toes, as it were."
"You, my darling, are absolutely devious," The boy replied before leaning in to kiss her gently on the lips.
She smiled under his kiss. When he pulled away, she said, "Well, after what she did, she deserves it. And, even better, I'm getting close to them." The boy raised his eyebrows, "They all consider me a friend. The boys adore me and Kate and Sarah are planning a girl's night out where we all get together without the boys. There will be movies, ice cream, gossip… All those fun things that we girls do when we get together."
The boy rolled his eyes, "Sounds like a blast."
The girl replied seriously, "If there are rom-coms, I'm killing myself."
The boy chuckled, "Yeah… Good luck with that," He said, the look in his eye reminding her that he, in fact, knew how hard she and her kind were to kill. With a smirk, he pulled her close and kissed her gently on the neck. She let out a satisfied moan. Quick as a flash, he was to his feet and pulling her into his arms. She squealed as he carried her bridal style towards their tent, the sun setting behind them in an almost picturesque scene.
The door flaps of the large tent were pushed open as the boy made his way inside. He caught sight of the immaculately made queen-sized mattress and looked down at his girlfriend with questioning eyes, "What?" She asked, "I'm not sleeping on the ground. I told you that."
"So you materialized an entire bed set?"
"Yeah," She said, as if it were the most obvious and frequent thing in the world, "If I didn't, I would have bugged you the whole time and you would have gotten cranky. I do not need a cranky boyfriend on a romantic trip."
The boy sighed and nodded. She wasn't lying. She would have done nothing but nag if she had had to sleep on the ground and as much as he loved her, he didn't necessarily love her nagging. It had been hard enough to convince her to go camping with him to begin with. She wasn't exactly the hugest fan of the woods to begin with.
Placing her gently on the made-up mattress, the boy kissed her down her neck into her cleavage. She moaned lightly as he grazed his teeth across the soft, supple flesh. His hand slid up her thigh, over her hip, and across her stomach under her shirt. He grasped the raised hem of her shirt and swiftly pulled it over her head. She chuckled as he playfully attacked her torso. He couldn't see the lustful gleam in her eye before she abruptly flipped him over on his back.
He gasped slightly as she grinned like a lion that had captured its prey. She leaned down and captured his lips in a heated, passionate kiss. Their lips and tongues engaged in battle as they removed each other's clothing and strewn them haphazardly around the tent. Their naked bodies molded together as they slipped under the blanket.
The girl pulled away with one last kiss, yet another animal-like grin spread across her face. Her boyfriend moaned and panted as her lips made their way down his neck and across his chest, lingering seductively on his nipple before continuing downward. A guttural groan built in his throat as her perfect lips wrapped around his hardening member. His hands gripped the sheets, knuckles practically glowing white as his girlfriend did her dirty deed.
A familiar feeling boiled in the pit of his stomach and made its way downward. He gasped and groaned, feeling as if he were going to explode. Then, in a flash, she was back up, kissing his neck, "You… didn't finish…" He managed to breathe out.
She chuckled, "You want to be done so quickly? That's not like you," She moaned sensuously in his ear, "We have all night. I'm going to make you wait for it." She added, pulling up to look in his eyes.
"Mean," He said, leaning up and capturing her lips in yet another kiss.
"Like you've ever complained before…" She added during a quick breather before kissing him again. She ground her hips against his, making him once again gasp with pleasure, before materializing a knife and slashing shallowly across his chest.
He groaned at the sensation, causing her to smile maniacally, "So, we're doing it that way?" He asked, a smirk crossing his lips. Her smile morphed into innocence as looked between him and the knife, "Have your fun now, love. Next time, we're doing things my way."
"I look forward to it," She said as she made nicks down his torso. He closed his eyes, relishing in the pain as it made his blood pump harder. Every little cut she made only made him want her more in the most primal and erotic ways.
"You drive me crazy." He said, unable to get his voice above a whisper, "I love you."
She smirked, leaned down, and cut him once more on the chest, "I love you, too," She whispered back before kissing him. He wrapped his arms around her and flipped her over, careful of the knife. He took it from her and nicked her just above her collar bone. She let out a slight, pleasure-filled gasp. He nicked her over and over. Soon the rush from the cuts was joined by the rush of him inside her. With each move of his hips, the duel jolt of pleasure from below and pain from above drove her nearly mad.
He tossed the knife aside as he laid his weight almost completely on her, still thrusting. Their raw wounds rubbed together as they held each other as close as possible. They were completely lost in each other; each thrust, moan, and touch were amplified so that nothing registered to them but each other.
The boy's lips moved down his girlfriend's neck and to his shoulder as her nails clawed into his back. He groaned, kissing her just beneath her jawbone. She moaned as she raked her nails up and down his back. In the ecstasy of the moment, found his ear and whispered, "I love you, Chase."