Author's Note: Hey, I'm back! Fridays are the best days of the week, aren't they? Nevermind, I come along with a brand new chapter and small hints of action! I had a hard time writing a certain pirate on this chapter but credits to crazyLatern for being awesome and helping me through it. Anyhow, hope you enjoy this!
The cold night breeze was the only sound between them. After the emotional tension of the past hours, they both felt they needed a break from each other. It didn't last long though as the Warden was the first to break the silence.
" Ironic, isn't it? " he smiled to himself noticing the confusion dancing in her eyes.
" What are you talking about? " she asked, her eyes now on his.
" What you do; you hunt down and kill literally your own people. Though, I can now understand better your feelings towards the human race. " he smiled cockily, his gaze on the horizon.
" It's not something I'd like you to joke about, Warden. It has alternated my life by 180 degrees. " He nodded to himself, his eyes still on the full moon above him.
" Vayne. " he half whispered, looking at her. " There is something else bothering you, I can feel it. " he blurted out of the blue. She lowered her gaze thoughfully.
" It is him, isn't it? " Thresh smiled, trying his best not to get into her nerves, at least for now.
" It is him...too. But the truth is..." she said, meeting her eyes with his. " That conversation we had, many nights ago is still on my mind. I want you to know it meant a lot to me. " She noticed him stiffen considerably.
" Don't bring this up, ever again. "
He glared daggers at her, trying to make her change the subject. But she would have none of it. Not this time.
" It's not weakness to have feelings, Thresh. We are allowed to embrace our human side once in a while. I used to think otherwise. I used to think like you. And where did that get me? Counting down the days to my demise. " she admitted in an attempt to reason with him.
" Vayne? " She closed her eyes in irritation as she heard the all familiar voice of the Card Master calling to her. " What's all that supposed to mean? How will you die? And why? " he asked with a questioning look.
"This is none of your business TF. Stay in your lane. " she spatted. He shot her a smirk as he turned to leave.
" I guess Lucian will be more eager than you to answer this question. "
Those words were enough for Vayne to completely lose control. She felt the rage build up on her stomach, her bright blue orbs switching to neon green as she pulled him by the collar, a pitch black aura emitting around her. Thresh watched the scene displayed in front of him in awe, admiring the dark sensation this form of her granted.
" Listen to me carefully, you pitiful human. If you dare betray my secret or any part of it to the man I love, I swear to the gods I will destroy you slower than death. But your agony will not end there. I will personally tear out your soul and give it to the Spear of Vengeance. I heard she has a strong preference on traitors. " she finished with a hiss colouring her voice.
" I am looking forward to this partnership. " Thresh added with a smirk displayed on his well defined facial features. The mage, terrified by the two could only nod and bow his head in respect. The Night Hunter smiled at this move, patting his head like a pet.
" Good boy. Now remember this; act natural around Lucian, both of you." She said referring to the two men.
" I am not seeking anymore trouble, love. By the way, where is he?" the spectre stated and Twisted Fate took one step back facing the pair.
" He was given a mission. Sarah Fortune asked him to invade Captain Gangplank's hideout and free her people who are held hostages. "
Vayne tried to hold herself from yet another emotional outburst and clenched her fists together.
"And he went there alone just like that? He didn't even bother telling me about it?" She was already fuming and the mage hesitantly put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
" He told me he didn't want to involve you in this. He considers this his business. Maybe you should-" before he could finish his sentence, she glared at him.
" Shut up. Give me vision of his location this instant. And then immediately teleport there. Me and the Warden will arrive shortly. " He didn't need to be told twice.
" The hideout is on the other end of the port. I will teleport there right now. If you run fast enough you may be there on time before any blood will be spilled. " he finished as several cards appeared below him, teleporting him to the given location. She prepared her silver crossbow and put on her signature red glasses. After that, she turned to the Warden.
" Are you ready for some action? "
He smiled at her playful tone, green light consuming him, granting him his spectral form.
"Always".
The dark quiet alleys of Bildgewater at night reminded Lucian of his time at the Shadow Islands. The fatal day where his precious wife was taken away from him would replay itself occasionally in his head, more times than he'd like it to. It was indeed a life changing event for him. It turned his life to the worst; or didn't it? The horrific images of his wife being slaughtered mercilessly were replaced by full cherry lips, bright blue eyes and dark long ebony hair as a part of the woman he realised he has loved for many years now. The more he thought about it, the more confusing it got. What did his heart really want? His beloved wife who died in vain because of him or his best friend who was risking her life every day passing just to make him happy? It was probably the first time in his life that he was not sure about what to do. All he knew was that he had to push these thoughts aside for now. He was walking to a certain fight and his mind should be as clear as the night sky.
The alley led him to what seemed like an abandoned warehouse. He loaded his guns and walked as stealthy as he could manage towards the door. With a light push, he opened it revealing a huge wooden desk surrounded by huge barrels. The man sitting on it was holding an orange on one hand and his knife on the other.
"You were expecting me, Gangplank. "
The Saltwater Scourge smiled as he took a bite of his orange.
" Word travels fast around here, pal. People saw you and Twisted Fate on that hoe's ship earlier this day. Plus Twisted Fate's ultimate is quite visible to everyone. By the way, you can come out of yer hiding place now, scrub. " the pirate spit at the direction of some barrels, making the man show himself.
" No need to be rude, partner. We are here to negotiate. " Gangplank looked at the mage and laughed, his orange now placed on the desk behind him.
"Do I look like a man who negotiates? And just to be clear, what did she send you to do? "
Lucian huffed in fake annoyance, mocking the pirate who glared daggers at him.
" I am not going to hide behind my finger, Gangplank. The only thing I want from you is the people you hold as hostages. Now, you can either negotiate or fight your way out of this one. "
The pirate showed no hesitation as he pulled out his gun, holding his knife on his other hand. In a matter of seconds, the knife was thrown directly to the marksman's face. Before it could reach its target though, Lucian felt the familiar green glow of a latern in his hand, catching it and avoiding the danger within seconds. He found himself next to the spectral smirking form of the Warden, standing protectively in front of his female marksman.
" Oh, look at this. The infamous Saltwater Sourge. When was the last time you were relevant, Gangplank?" the Night Hunter mocked, walking in the middle of the room, her crossbow raised and armed. " Now, Gangplank dearest, we wouldn't want any blood to be spilled do we?" she addressed him, walking towards his desk. She grabbed his orange, taking a large bite out of it. The room remained silent as the pirate's eyes widened in shock.
" Look doll, I ain't have time to play yer-" he started to say but he was cut off mid sentence.
" Hush. You will talk as soon as I'm finished talking. So, as I was saying, there is no need for you to be humiliated in your own lair. Give us the hostages and I might as well spare some gold, I don't lack of it. Consider this as a fair exchange. "
Gangplank laughed at this, his gaze now fixed on the petite woman in front of him.
" You have quite the guts Vayne, but let me be blunt. I refuse to accept anything coming from her. She already took my empire once, I will not allow anyone to provide her with more power. This town was mine and it will be again, whatever the cost is. " he finished and Vayne smiled.
" Looks like it's time for plan B. Thresh, could you do me the favour? " The Warden nodded, recognising her signal and in seconds, chains were wrapped around the pirate disarming him.
" Let me go! What are you doing? " he effortlessly shouted.
Vayne smiled at him, gesturing Thresh to proceed with the rest of the plan.
"We are going somewhere nice. Since you want to see blood being spilled, you shall get it. "
Author's Note Vol 2: Just a small clarification! Vayne's "undead form" looks EXACTLY like her soulstealer skin. When it came out the first thing that got into my mind is how similar she looked with Thresh and I maybe, just maybe shipped them :( Ty for reading! See ya on Monday folks. ;)