Heir of Galena
Sorry it's been so long. I want to finish this one before I start my challenge fic, but I've been really sick. So finally, I get to update and I hope that everyone enjoys it :)
Alliance
"Are you going to fight with Heradesh?" Lorenzo had never felt inclined to civility where anything remotely Black Legion was concerned, especially Olivia. He was perched with his back against the low wall of the ship deck, a barrel for his seat as he carefully took a free moment to, of all things, whittle on a small block of wood, it's end product a mystery. Really it was an excuse to keep a knife handy and still seem too laid back to be intimidated.
"Me?" Olivia looked over the helm, where she sat, a crate as her seat, her arms twisted through the still spokes of the wheel as she grasped a sizable bottle of dark liquor. "And what army?"
"I assumed the Heradeshian." Alcazar chuckled with a soft glance in her direction.
She gave a half smile as she peered through the rungs so that she could see him. "No offense but the first chance I get you know I'm going to take the ship and haul ass. Heradesh doesn't stand a chance. And I do not aim to fall a second time."
Lorenzo gave a dramatic pause as he took in the thick tongue to her reply, the slight slur, noting her sinking state. "So you're going to take yourself out?" He arched an eyebrow, trying to gauge her stance on reality. The truth that was becoming all too clear was that no one was going to survive Elizabeth if some stand wasn't made.
"Hardly." Olivia scoffed taking another swig from the bottle.
"Than you plan to swear allegiance to her?" Lorenzo wondered, knowing the answer as she instantly tensed, any hint of a smile waning in a heartbeat.
"I will never swear allegiance to her." Olivia made perfectly clear all at once.
"Then you might want to rethink your next course of action." Lorenzo dropped the easy going facade, getting more serious as he ceased his work on the carving he was working on. " Elizabeth has taken out some of the most well established governments in the world. She's going for full domination and she's winning. If you hope to ever make a living as we did before then we're going to have to make some sacrifices ourselves to preserve our way of life and that includes fighting along side those that we once loathed." He rose to his feet as she scrambled to her own.
He was a mess as Carly was now reunited with her husband and he knew right where he stood with her. No where. But he still wanted his life, what was left of it. And he wanted it the way it was...piratey and all. "Are you speaking of me?" Olivia crossed the distance between them with a stumble or two.
"Among others." Lorenzo nodded as held his knife tucked close, trying to seem nonchalant about her approach. They were enemies of old but they had a weary respect for each other. He took another few steps in her direction, the space in between them shrinking.
"And whose going to fight to gain back what we had when it's all over?" Olivia already knew the lay of the land in their home territory and it was bad.
"I'll fight." Lorenzo was quick with the retort as they both took another step, both leery of the other but ever covering the distance between them.
"You?" Olivia couldn't help but scoff with a short chuckle as she stopped a mere foot from Alcazar, bottle still poised in her hands.
"Our numbers might be down but we're still quite the team Livie." Lorenzo was the first to recognize a past that wasn't linked to the near past where they fought and squabbled and killed the innocent all for the sake of a tiff that he always imagined would have died down by now.
"Last time I trusted you, I ended up with a knife in my back..." Olivia was not only inches away, her breath licking at lips. "Literally." She emphasized as he bridged the last few inches and they wrapped their arms around each other, both of them pointing a blade at the center of the others backs as their eyes met.
"This isn't last time..." Alcazar whispered though it wasn't a promise as their lips collided, knives slowly falling in tandem.
ZZZZZZZZZZZ
"We shouldn't be even entertaining fighting." Jerry Jax seethed as he turned on his brother in a growing fervor of frustration and worry and he paced back in forth in their quarters.
Jasper let out a breath with a shake of his head in disagreement. "Siren Island surrendered and they were burnt to ash!" He rebutted his brother's argument.
"Sacrificed as the army marched on the Swamp of Marrow." Jerry corrected him. "We've no surrounding neighbors- no one she would seek to sacrifice the people to conquer." He argued.
"What about when she needs slaves or destroys the city just for fun? Have you forgotten how much she loves to make lives miserable?" Jasper asked him in horror.
"She won't, we're just a trophy and she'll move as soon as we're signed onto her regime." Jerry replied his pacing quickening.
"You are seeing this through some insane sort of rose colored glasses. We're about to be at war." Jasper pointed out. "Not enslaved. We have to fight."
Jasper took a step back as Jerry turned on him in wide eyed anger. "We do not have to fight! We can turn...we can turn and survive."
"I'm not turning!" Jasper cried back.
"Why? Loyalty to that tart? The one that traveled with the Sham of Galena?" Jerry asked in disgust.
"Hey!" Jasper dodged a light blow as his brother approached and he looked back at him in worry.
"She orchestrated loyalties and let her charge die in a heartbeat. How can you possibly pass your allegiance to her?" Jerry screamed to his brother.
Jasper dodged another blow and turned to his brother in horror. "I didn't swear allegiance to Sam, Jerry." He called back, still watching him closely, ready to fend off another attack. "I still serve the King of Heradesh as should you!" He called trying to make him see reason.
"She has him under her spell!" Jerry countered. "You as well."
"She has no more magic!" Jasper countered. "It was dependent on her charge and he's dead." Jasper had overheard that much from the circle of conversations around the swamp. Sam's powers were limited to use in order to help Jason.
"That's a crock!" Jerry spat back and Jasper went after him hoping to make him listen to reason but Jerry spun on him anticipating the attack and he punched him, starling him long enough to make a rush out the door of their room.
Jerry's reasoning was simple...he had to kill Sam so that her spell would be broken and everyone in the kingdom would see reason.
ZZZZZZZZZZZ
Jason softly let his finger whisper so lightly over Sam's skin for the longest time, but her sleep wouldn't be interrupted. He never meant to take her then and there, but as soon as he she laid eyes on him...and more importantly hands...and lips...any protests he might have had were lost in a rush of blood and magic. He lost even the most trivial of thoughts save longing and love for her and. When he woke entangled with her he sat there watching her sleep.
He could feel her power coursing through him and yet he hadn't even warned her t hat he was about to take it. He hadn't been able to give her much of any explanation. They ignited like an oil fire to the touch and there was nothing that could interrupt their flow. She was sleeping so soundly and he...he was battling a measure of guilt like nothing he had never known.
Jason pulled back the covers slowly as he headed to the adjoining washroom, needing to splash some cold water on his face. Their reunion was more magical than any magic he'd ever entertained yet he felt nervous and scared after, knowing that her whole world was about to change and he never gave her the chance to even talk about it.
He should have resisted her touch – her taste. Jason closed his eyes in heavy sigh losing track of himself once more at the very thought. How could he?
Now he had to explain everything...how he was alive...the history of their magics and what he had done to strip her of her powers... Jason drew in a shallow breath unable to look at himself on the mirror. How did her tell her any of it after they...
He swallowed thickly, they had a bond unlike anyone he'd met and still he couldn't entertain the idea of hurting her, seeing her hurt...
And he could have hurt her worse than she could possibly imagine...stripping her of her main defense...
Jason turned the water on, needing to shower, needing to cleanse himself and think of how to explain it all...He stepped into the shower leaving Sam sleeping in their reunion bed...
ZZZZZZZZZZZ
Sam jumped awake from a sudden jolt of her door slamming open and then a crushing weight of a body hitting her over the covers pulled tightly to her shoulder. Her training took over in a heartbeat as she rolled under the body and kicked upward seeing a shadow go airborne as he was thrust off her and into the floor over the foot of the bed.
Sam pulled the cover back, not even taking into account her lack of clothing as she scrambled to her feet, the rush of water from the washroom less than registering as she found the shadow picking itself up from the floor in her room.
"You've cursed us all!" She heard the male voice cry as moonlight finally illuminated Jerry Jax just before he rushed her again, his body connecting with hers just in time to bum rush her into the wall, slamming her until the breath left her body and she fought to regain her composure enough to retaliate.
"Stereo Love" By Edward Maya
"When you're gonna stop breaking my heart...I don't wanna be another one...paying for the things I've never done...don't let go...don't let go...to my love..."
Carly and Sonny rolled in his bed of the mobile cart that he cherished as his own home – her home – the both of them reunited for once as Michael walked amongst the troop outdoors all of them welcoming him with a cheer as they had his mother before she'd disappeared into the cart with his father...
Michael had another goal though...he was looking for Emily...
"Can I get to your soul...can you get to my thought...Can we promise we won't let go...all the things that I need...all the things that you need...you can make it feel so real..."
Lorenzo and Olivia were in a similar stance in her ship quarters as they met the bed at a violent rush of a roll rushing to get each other unclothed despite trying to hide the weapons that they both harbored from the other. It was a mix of emotions...
Lorenzo trying to bury his feelings for Carly as Olivia tried to remember that there was a world unconquered out there...
all the while they both connected in a flash and whirlwind of lust and emotion that rivaled much of any relationship past...
"Cuz you can't deny...you've blown my mind...When I touch your body...I feel I'm losing control...Cuz you can't deny...you've blown my mind...when I see you baby...I just don't want to let go..."
Jason felt the spray of water against his face as a blessing, as though it could wash away all the guilt and uncertainty that he felt. A surge of magic did little to barricade his confidence. Jason had gained quite a bit from Aroa and her discerning about how Sam felt about him but he still battled against himself.
For all everyone was telling him now...he was the savior of the world.
"When you gonna stop breaking my heart... I don't wanna be another one...paying for the things I've never done... don't let go...don't let go..."
Johnny Zacchara walked in with Claudia to the cell to meet their father. He was humming quietly to himself as they both settle before him, ready to talk. He finally saw them and looked to them for answers. More like stories...he was ravenous for news...anything...
Johnny never thought that he owed the man but now he wanted to tell him all...it was a strange sort of cathartic moment...he sank before the bars and stuck his hand through the bars to meet his fathers, his sister at his side.
"I hate to see you cry...Your smile is a beautiful lie...I hate to see you cry...my love is dying inside...I hate to see you cry...my love is dying inside...I hate to see you cry... my love is dying inside..."
Michael walked through the troop a smile on his face as he had secured his mother and father's reunion but that smile as already waning. He'd witnessed so much and after he'd gotten back with the others he listened to their tale there was a lot to be worried about. It was like for the first time he could consider Elizabeth's world domination kick for real.
Everything was changing...They had to defend Heradesh, but how did he convey that. Not to mention that now he knew that Emily had just lost her brother...a brother she never knew...
"I can fix all those lies...Oh, baby, baby, I run but I'm running to you...You won't see me cry...I'm hiding inside...my heart is in pain but I'm smiling for you...Oh baby I'll try...to make the things right...O need you more than air...When I'm not with you...Please don't ask me why...just kiss me this time...my only dream...is about you and I..."
"Michael!" Emily rushed Michael when he entered her tent and he slowly reciprocated the embrace as he looked blankly past her knowing that he'd seen her brother's demise...how could he explain that?
"I'm so glad that you're back." She smiled brightly, kissing his cheek like the cousin she wasn't.
"Me too." He faked the smile as he pulled away but she was quick to see the change in him and the underlying tones that he had something that he was hiding. VBE was great at snookering the unbiased but their own was a whole other story.
"What?" She lost her smile as she pulled away from him imploring him for the truth.
"I found your brother..." Michael whispered...hating to explain that he'd also lost him...
"Can I get to your soul...can you get to my thought...can we promise we won't let go...all the things that I need...all the things that you need...you can make it feel so real...Cuz you can't deny...you've blown my mind...when I touch your body...I feel I'm losing control...Cuz you can't deny...you've blown my mind...when I see you baby...I just don't want to let go... "
Sam hit the wall with a scream and shot a foot out back as she had picked up a knife from the bedside table and now slashed shallowly as she skittered away from her assailant. She was about to roll once more when he got a lucky slash in and Sam felt her heart scream as in pain as she felt her side slashed open, rendering her unable to move once more...
She was relying on a strength that had failed her and now she panted up at Jerry in shock as he panted down ready to finish his job...
"When you gonna stop breaking my heart... I don't wanna be another one...paying for the things I've never done... don't let go...don't let go...to my love..."
Jason looked in the mirror in a mix of guilt and wonder at the power still surging through him as he tried to bury the guilt from striping Sam from her power, especially without tell her before hand...but then they had both endeavored to love the other...
He couldn't help but smile at that...Until he heard the grunt and slam of a wall beyond the door. Jason lost his smile immediately and rushed the door – shoving it open to see a man attacking Sam.
"I hate to see you cry...Your smile is a beautiful lie...I hate to see you cry...my love is dying inside... hate to see you cry... my love is dying inside...I can fix all those lies...oh baby, baby I run, but I'm running to you..."
Sam looked up just as the washroom door opened and she ignored it for the shock that took over Jerry as she suddenly kicked upward and knocked him senseless from the impact with his jewels before she got to her feet and knocked him backwards for the second time, taking every opportunity to take him out as he had the hopes with her...
She slammed her fist into his nose when he rose against her and she froze as he staggered backwards before breathing his last just as Jasper staggered through her door and she turned to see Jason coming from the washroom...
Sam was beginning to think he was a ghost but now...
"You won't see me cry...I'm hiding inside...my heart is in pain but I'm smiling for you...Oh Baby I'll try...to make the things right...I need you more than air when I'm not with you ...Please don't ask me why..."
Sam held to her side in agony as she looked back and forth from the front door to her room to Jason coming from her bathroom and she sank slowly against the wall still trying to hold her insides in...
She was teetering on the cusp of consciousness as Jason rounded the corner in a towel.
"Please don't ask me why...just kiss me this time...my only dream is about you and I..."
Jason rounded the corner seeing Sam gasping for breath as she was trying to overcome the assault that he'd missed and he laid his hands on her with complete disregard for what it could do to him. "It's okay.." He promised her as he closed his eyes and healed without any hesitation...