Getting close to the end guys! I hope you've enjoyed it all so far!
Chapter 14
Kenzi and Bo hurried into the Dal. Hale and Trick were standing by the bar, talking back and forth, both looking incredibly glum.
"Hey, where is he?" Kenzi asked as they walked up to them. Hale looked toward Kenzi and frowned.
"Downstairs, but listen Kenz, something's wrong." Hale said. Kenzi froze, this is what she was afraid of, something would be wrong with him, he'd be hurt and dying, or worse, dead already.
"What, what's wrong?" Kenzi asked.
"Naomi got to him. She turned him into one of her thralls." Hale said. Kenzi took a step back and frowned deeper.
"But, I thought The Ash could break that bond." She said.
"He can, if he has Naomi's in his possession. When I came in Naomi put the knife to Dyson's throat and threatened to cut it if I didn't move to the back wall. I did like she told me to, because I didn't want my partner dead. She ran, I wasn't concerned with going after her, I was worried about D, but when I got to him I realized it was too late. He was just mumbling about how much he loved her." Hale said shaking his head.
"Ok, alright, we can deal with this. What can we do?" Kenzi asked.
"We're working on that right now. He's downstairs if you want to go see him." Hale said. Kenzi nodded and Hale led the way as they walked down the stairs and into Trick's room. Kenzi followed Hale further into the room and through a large metal door. Kenzi was faced with large metal bars. It was a cell, and behind the bars was a snarling Dyson. His eyes were shining amber and his teeth were long and vicious. Kenzi looked over his battered chest. There were long angry red gashes from what looked like a knife, and small smears of blood around his mouth.
"Dyson." Kenzi breathed. Tears came to her eyes at his appearance, all she wanted to do was go into the cell and help him. He jumped toward them and grabbed the bars, jerking as hard as he could and growling furiously at them.
"Let me out of here! I want my love, I need her!" he screamed and snarled at them. Kenzi covered her mouth and she felt sickened by what was happening. Her stomach knotted up as he slammed his body into the metal bars. One of the small bindings slashed his chest and blood ran down his abs. Kenzi shook her head and turned away.
"Hale you have to do something else, he's hurting himself." Kenzi pleaded.
"Kenzi if I try to get near him he tries to rip out my throat. We have to leave him in there until we find out what to do." He said. Kenzi turned back toward Dyson as he cried out. He had shoved his arm through one of the bars and he was jerking furious trying to reach the lock, effectively dislocating his shoulder in the process.
"Dyson stop it! You stubborn ass!" Kenzi yelled and hurried forward to push him back. His hand jerked toward her and his claws came up, he sliced the air and missed her throat by inches.
"Get back." Bo said coming up behind her and pulling Kenzi away.
"Bo we have to do something. He's going to kill himself." Kenzi said shaking her head. A light popped on above her head and she grabbed Hale's shoulder.
"I have an idea. I need something of Naomi's. Blood, hair, skin flakes, something." Kenzi said quickly.
"What, why?" Bo asked.
"I just need it, come on think." Kenzi said. Hale snapped his fingers and looked toward Dyson.
"His blood is covered in her DNA." Hale said pointing.
"Ok, good, now how do we get it without getting our heads ripped off?" Bo asked. They all looked toward the snarling man in front of them and tried to think of a plan.
"Ok, we have to do this fast, as fast as possible." Kenzi said.
"Ready?" Hale asked. Kenzi, and Bo nodded as they approached the cage.
"Hey Dyson, look what I've got. It's the key. You can get out and go to Naomi." Kenzi waved the key in front of the bars. Dyson leapt forward and stretched his arms out toward the key. Bo and Hale jumped into action. Hale grabbed one arm and Bo grabbed the other. Dyson roared and started to fight as Kenzi jumped forward and used the small knife in her hand to slice his arm. Blood ran down and dripped into Kenzi's open palm, and then they released him. The whole thing took seconds but it felt like hours.
"Ok, got it. Come on." Kenzi waved the group out of the room and they closed the door.
"Wish me luck." Kenzi said. She put her other hand over the hand with the blood in it and it slowly began to glow. Her hands filled with the silver light and it spread slowly from her hands down over her body. Bo and Hale shielded their eyes as the silver light enveloped Kenzi's body and shined brighter than ever. And just as fast as it came, it was gone. Bo and Hale looked back at Kenzi, who was no longer Kenzi. She'd transformed into the 5'10, blonde haired, blue eyed, siren Naomi.
"How do I look?" Kenzi asked doing a small spin. Hale nodded.
"Just like her." he said.
"What's the plan here Kenz?" Bo asked.
"I'm going to keep him from hurting himself while you guys figure out how to break this bond." Kenzi said. She carefully leaned down and removed the boot and wrap from her foot.
"Bo we need to trade clothes. I need clothing that looks like what she would wear. Not what I would wear." Kenzi smirked.
Kenzi emerged from the bathroom in Bo's tight red shirt, jeans, and boots.
"Alright. Let's do this. Hale take my arm. Put me in the cell with him." Kenzi said. Hale stepped back and Bo shook her head.
"Whoa, wait a minute, what if he realizes you're not her and he hurts you Kenz? You don't need to go in there with him." Bo said.
"He's not going to believe the person you guys are hunting down is just going to be allowed to come into the room with him. I'll be fine, just do it. Please." Kenzi said. Hale nodded slowly and took her arm gently.
"Be careful Lil momma." He said as he opened the door.
"I will." She whispered.
"Let me go! I did nothing wrong!" Kenzi yelled as Hale pretend dragged her through the door. Dyson looked up from where he was sitting on the floor and he jumped up when he spotted her. His eyes changed from their normal blue back to amber and he jerked forward.
"Let her go!" Dyson yelled.
"Step back or I'll kill her." Hale said quickly, drawing out his gun. He put it to Kenzi's head gingerly, but Dyson didn't notice. He stepped back against the far wall and Hale slowly opened the cell door and shoved Kenzi inside. She stumbled forward as Hale slammed the door and Dyson's arms wrapped around her, catching her.
"Are you alright?" he asked. His eyes changed back to blue and they ran up and down her body.
"I'm fine." She smiled.
"I've missed you so much Naomi. I need you." Dyson said. Kenzi lifted her hand and ran it over his bruised cheek gently.
"You poor thing, what did she…they, do to you?" she asked.
"Nothing, I did this to myself, trying to get to you." He said. Kenzi shook her head and she watched as the blonde locks fell in front of her eyes.
"You have to stop that. No more hurting yourself, you understand?" Kenzi asked. Dyson nodded enthusiastically and held her hand as they moved to the wall to sit down. Kenzi eased herself onto the ground next to him and she leaned her back against his chest.
"I love you Naomi, you're so beautiful." He whispered gently as his arms wrapped around her. Kenzi let her head fall back onto his shoulder. She was very comfortable right here. But she knew something had to be done. This had to be fixed.
Bo cracked open the door later that night to check on the pair and both were fine. Kenzi was lying in between Dyson's open legs, back against his chest sleeping peacefully. Dyson was fully awake, staring at the blonde in between his thighs. His hand was running across her blonde locks carefully as if he were cherishing every moment. He really was obsessed with Naomi. Bo closed the door and turned to Hale.
"They're fine. So what's the plan?" Bo asked as she slipped her hands into her pockets.
"Well Bianca told us of two more placed that Naomi could be. We have to find her. I'm leaving in twenty, you're more than welcome to come with me. I could use the backup." Hale said. Bo nodded and gestured for him to lead the way.
Kenzi opened her eyes to the harsh light of the room they were locked in and winced slightly at how badly her ankle was hurting today. Probably because she was supposed to be wearing her boot and she wasn't.
"Good morning beautiful." She heard Dyson's voice. She leaned her head back and realized that he was still sitting behind her and she was still lying on his chest.
"Didn't you at least move a little last night?" Kenzi asked.
"No, I didn't want to disturb your sleep." He smiled. Kenzi pursed her lips and shook her head. Who could rationalize this? This was not love, this was obsession, obsession bordering on insanity. Kenzi sat up and moved herself to where she was sitting in front of him. The majority of his injuries had healed up and were no longer marring his wonderful chest and abdomen. He'd wiped away or licked away most of the blood that had been around his mouth. He looked much better than he had last night. Kenzi gently crossed her legs and avoided wincing in fear that she might give something away.
"Let's talk." Kenzi smiled.
"About?" Dyson asked.
"Each other, we can get to know one another." Kenzi said.
"Ok." Dyson said raising an eyebrow.
"What's your favorite color?" Kenzi asked.
"Blue, because it's the color of your eyes." Dyson smiled and leaned forward. Kenzi frowned again and shook her head.
"No, I want to hear from you, things that you like and not because of me." Kenzi said.
"Oh, ok." He said nodding.
"Well then I guess my favorite color would be green, I like green." He said. Kenzi smiled and nodded.
"Ok, good. My favorite color is purple. It's pretty much the best color." Kenzi said.
"When is your birthday?" Dyson asked.
"June 24. And yours?" she asked.
"November 13." He said.
"Ok, so totally off the wall question here, what is the best hair color in the world?" Kenzi asked.
"I want to say blonde because that is your hair color, but I really like brunette. Here recently though I've become really fond of black hair." He said looking off as if he were thinking.
"Why is that?" Kenzi asked.
"Why is what?" he asked coming back to his obsessed state.
"Why are you fond of black hair now?" she asked, secretly wondering.
"Um…I don't know." Dyson said kind of shaking it off.
"Tell me Dyson." Kenzi said. Dyson frowned at her and nodded, then he sighed just a little.
"There's this girl. Her name is Kenzi. She's beautiful, smart, funny, and she's got a hell of an attitude. I like her a lot. Her hair is black." He said nodding. Kenzi's stomach fluttered and she found herself smiling.
"But don't worry, I don't love her like I love you." Dyson said quickly. He leaned forward and ran his hand gently through her hair, pulling some strings loose. Kenzi knew what would happen. She quickly took his hand and brushed the hair out of his hand and pulled his face towards hers. She kissed him gently, distracting him from the hair on the ground next to his hand. She reached down while their lips were locked and tried to brush the hair away but she failed and he pulled back.
"What are you doing?" he asked looking down. He spotted the hair. It had been blonde while it was attached to her body, but now that it was lying on the ground it had returned to its original black color. Dyson raised an eyebrow and looked back and forth between the hair and Kenzi. He lifted a strand and ran it under his nose, taking the scent in. He let the hair slip free of his hands and he glared at Kenzi. Kenzi's stomach turned as his eyes changed quickly to amber and he raised his lips, snarling at her.
"Dyson…look." Kenzi said lifting her hands. She barely got the words out before he lunged at her throat.