Authors note: OK, people! It's time for another chapter of ye old Flesh and
Blood! Sorry it took me so bloody long. I was at camp for a full five weeks
so, you know, I kind of couldn't add to the story. Sadly, I've missed the
first few new episodes of the new season so I've made up my mind to bass
this fic on the first season only. (Sorry to everyone who missed the first
one and doesn't know what the heck is going on.) Anyway, I've been thinking
about the question I asked all of you wonderful readers out there and I
figured something out! It matters very little who get paired with who at
this point since I plane on giving you all a bit of a shock this chapter.
So, anyway, there is going to be very little time to talk about whom loves
whom. However, as most of you have noted, I am leaning towered the
Ian/Korin pairing. HOWEVER, you, the wonderful people that you are, do not
know how I plane on making Ian reacted to Korin's love. So anyway, getting
back on topic, there is going to be a little change in the plot then I
thought at first. You'll all just have to wait and find out. hehehehe. I'm
evil, this I know. Anyway, as always, I trust you will enjoy this chapter
of Flesh and Blood and don't be surprised if a few people end up dying.
Opps, giving to much away. Lol. Enjoy. Also, I'm using Puddle of Mud's
"Blurry" today. I don't own it, please do not use. Thanks.
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Korin ran up the steps towards Ian's room. She held the tickets in her hand as if her life rested in them. She reached Ian's door and knocked.
"Ian!" She called. "Come on, man, open up!" She banged on the door with a fist not wanting to wait. "I'll bust down the door, Ian, you know I will!" No answer. "Fine! I warned you! You'd better be dressed in there!" With this, she bent down and pulled out a hair pine and unlocked the door. She opened it and walked into the dark, windowless room. She looked around and flipped on the light switch. She shut the door and looked around.
The room was quite and Korin smirked as she heard soft breathing coming from the couch that's back faced her. She smiled as she came around the couch and found a mass of covers with black boot sticking out.
"Ian." She said, removing the covers. Before she knew it, she found a man jumping on her and with one POW of a large baseball bat he had been hiding under the covers, he knocked out Korin. The man walked around her before pulling out a call phone.
"Hey, it's me." He said into the phone. "I got her...no I didn't have any trouble at all...you've got it...right away sir...no, I didn't kill her...no, Ian doesn't know a thing...no, no one saw me come in...Got it...right away...thank you sir." He hung up and looked down and Korin he kicked her a little and smirked. "We are going to have some fun with you, little miss." With this, he picked her up and left the room.
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When Korin woke up, she found herself strapped to a large stone table. She was bound hand and foot to the table. She fought trying hard to get threw the ropes. She looked down at her blade hand and was amazed to see that the blade was still there. She smiled as she tried to bring forth the blade. It didn't take long before it came out but the second it was in it's sword form, it went back to the bracelet. Korin looked in shock. Why wasn't it working? It had always worked before, why should now be any different. She looked around, trying to find any sing of where she was.
The room was dark and had only one light, which was shinning over her head. She could make out a lot of tables but could not see what was on them. She could also see the dim out line of a door. She would here people talking out side in what she could only assume was a hallway. She couldn't tell by the voices who they where but one sounded familiar.
She struggled hard agents the ropes and tried again to bring out the blade. No luck.
Suddenly, the door swung open and in stepped three men in lab coats. One was tall with spiky black hair and green eyes. Another, was a short, balding, fat man with no knack to speak of with white hair, or what was left of the hair anyway. The last was short with blond hair and blue eyes. She knew this one. He was Dr. K. L. Misha. She had seen him on TV once upon a time. He was trying to make a superhuman, which didn't quite work. Anyway, he had his job taking away after that.
She glared at them, hate in her eyes. What did these people want with her? What where they planing on doing to her? Dr. Misha flipped on a row of bright lights that surrounded the table. Korin closed her eyes trying to shield them.
"What do you want?" Korin asked.
She could tell that the doctors where doing something, she could here them walking around. "Don't worry, Miss Irons. It will only hurt for a little bit." She couldn't tell who had spoken these words but the voice was cold and uncaring.
"What do you want with me?" Korin asked.
"What we want, Miss Irons, is your free will. After we take that, you can leave." Korin opened her eyes with a snap and looked at the man standing over her. It was the tall one.
"I will not let you take away my free will! Besides, that can't be done." Korin said, trying to hide the fear in her voice. "No one can take something like that away." The man laughed.
"Oh, Miss Irons, I think you'll find that one can do anything one sets ones mind to. For what I, Dr. Anderson and Dr. Misha have found is that one can take away anything from the brain to the very will of another person, as you will soon learn."
"Who hired you!" Korin yelled, trying to scare them if it was at all possible.
"I think you thought long and hard you could figure that out. Who would want you to be totally willing to do whatever they said? Who would want you to be nothing but a puppet to them? Who could want that to happen to you?"
Korin felt her mind race. Only one answer came into her mind. "Father..." She whispered.
"Very good, Miss Irons." Came a new voice, which Korin thought had to be Dr. Anderson. "Yes, your father is paying us to do this. A very large sum of money, at that, right Dr. Moore?" There was a hollow laugh.
"Right you are, Randy, right you are." Moore laughed.
"Will you two stop talking, and help me with this?" Misha snapped. "Come on, Irons wants us to get this over with soon so he can have his new little gal toy."
"Gees, Misha, you sure are a spoil sport." Moore sighed. "All work and no play-"
"Gets us the money faster!" Misha snapped.
"Well then, hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go." Anderson said. "Let's get that stuff ready so I can get that car I've been wanting."
Korin could here them working and let out a small sigh. How was she going to get out of this one? The blade wasn't working, and there was no way to get out of the ropes. She had only one hope. Ian. Korin thought. Ian, if you can here me, come and save me. I need you, Ian. Help me.
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Ian looked down at Sara Pizzini's window sadly. Rain feel upon his head. He let a little sigh. He was worried about Korin. He hadn't seen her since she went out to get coffee. Irons had said that her sent on an assignment and that she would be back shortly but still. It had been almost ten hours now. What could she be doing that was taking this long?
As he sat there thinking about this, He suddenly found that Sara was at him threw her window. She motioned for him to come in as she opened the window to allow him to enter. A moment later, he was in the house.
"Hey there, Nottingham." Sara said, smiling. "Having a nice day?" Ian stood in his normal stance, looking at his feet.
"It is not day now, is it not?" He asked.
"Whatever. You looked bored up there." Sara smiled.
"I was only thinking, Lady Sara."
"About a pretty girl by the name of Korin Irons, am I right?" She raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Ian was a little bit taken aback. "Yes...but how could you have known?" He glanced at the Witchblade for a moment.
"She likes you, you know?" Sara said, flopping down on the sofa. "I mean like' head over heels' likes you." She smirked even more. "Really, Nottingham, your masters only girl? Bad boy." She winked.
Ian blushed. "It's not like that at all. Lady Sara." He said. "She is my best friend. I care about her as if she where my own sister."
"She doesn't want to be your sister, Ian, she wants to be your girlfriend." Sara suddenly remembered the tickets she had given Korin. "So, just think of the Nickelback concert as your first date." She winked again and then saw the look of confusion on Ian's face. "Korin did tell you about the tickets I gave her right? I mean, she said that was the first thing she was going to do when she got back to the house."
"I haven't seen her since this morning at about six." Ian told her. "I don't know where she is." Sara looked worried. "Did you ask Irons?"
"He said he sent her to do something." Ian said. "He didn't say what."
"That doesn't sound good."
"I know." Ian sighed.
"Don't worry, I'm sure she's fine."
"Yeah...I need to get back to Irons. Fare well, Lady Sara." With this Ian was gone. Sara sank into her sofa and thought. Where could that girl be?
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Dr. Anderson came and stood by Korin's table. In his hand, he held something Korin could not make out. All at once, Korin felt a something being plunged into her vanes. She screamed as something began to enter her blood. It happened all at once. Her eyes glazed over in a misty whit haze. The room was spinning. She saw, one by one, every memory, good or bad, flashing before her eyes. And one by one, they faded away forever. Fully leaving her mind. She saw herself as a girl, playing in the field. She saw herself feeding her fishes she had once kept in the pond. She saw herself ridding her old pony. She saw her father beating her at the age of six. She saw the Blade of Darkness on her wrist for the very first time. She saw things towered her teen years. Then came things that had only just happened. Her first talk with Sara. Her father, knocking her out. And then...Ian kissing her and giving her, her very first kiss. That one good thing was fading away. The one thing she had wanted for so long! She was losing it! She wouldn't let that one be lost! She screamed and there was the sound of metal on metal. The misty haze was gone. And one by one, every memory, good or bad, came back. She blanked out.
"What happened?!" Misha snapped. "Why didn't it work? And how come the blade almost worked?"
"I've no idea, I'm sure." Anderson said, reading over a list on a clip- bored. "We did everything right. I'm sure we did. It was working a moment ago, see?" He pointed to a computer screen. "The data shows it almost worked. But she somewhere, it stopped working and failed."
"Irons is NOT going to be happy!" Misha snapped. "We told him it would work!"
"And it will!" Moore said. "I think that the Blade Irons warned us about didn't want one of the memories lost. We need to find that memory and find out how to get ride of it. So, when in her memory did it stop?" Moore said, starting to type on a key-bored.
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"You said it would be done two days ago!" Irons snapped as he, Dr. Misha, Dr. Moore, and Dr. Anderson walked down the hall. Moore and Anderson where cowering behind Misha to whom Irons was now speaking. "I had your word, dr. I thought you would keep it."
"I'm very sorry it took so long, sir, we had a slight problem with her memory." Misha said, glaring and the other two. "It seems that Blade you warned us about didn't want her to lose one of the more important memories."
"Well, did you fix it?" Irons snapped.
"We tried. It seems that nothing can remove it. We've tried everything we can think of but-"
"But what? I told you to do whatever it took to get all her memories out of her." Irons looked at Moore and Anderson before turning back to Misha. "This is something I was told you could do. I was told you where the best of the best and this is what I get?"
"Sir, the only thing we haven't tried was keeping that memory in there and getting rid of the rest." Misha said, in a mater-of-fact tone.
"And how would that work?" Irons asked, in a much calmer tone.
"It would be covered in the new memories we are giving her and so it would not even give her but a small memory of her other life. It would do no harm and she would still do everything you wished of her." Misha smiled. Irons looked thoughtful. Then he smiled an evil smile.
"You're a good man, Misha. I can see where you are coming from. Yes, lets keep that memory in her and take out the rest." Irons smiled even more.
"That's what I hoped you'd say, sir." Misha said. "We have it all ready. Would y like to watch as we pre-form this upon her?"
"Yes, Misha, I think I would." Irons smile never left him.
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As Irons watched from behind a tented window, the doctors began to work. It took about an hour for the "work" to be done and when it was, they still waited a hull half-hour before letting Irons enter. He looked over his daughter who looked fail in the light. He smirked. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up. (The ropes had been let lose.) She looked around her and then spotted her father.
"Master?" Korin said with a small bow. "I don't understand. How did I get here? And who are these men?" She waved her hand and to show she meant the three doctors.
Irons smiled. "Ha, Korin, it's god to see you awake. You've been out for three days now after your fall. I've been very worried about you. But thanks to the Doctors here, you've recovered nicely." He walked closer to Korin and looked her over. His eyes feel on the Blade. "Tell me, can you still use the Blade?" He asked.
Korin nodded. "I think so." She lifted her hand and looked at the blade. A moment later, it was in its sword form. "Yup." She said, smiling and putting it back to normal.
"Good, very good." Irons almost laughed out load. It had all worked s well! One day she had been full of spit and hate, and now she was nothing but a puppet. A play thing her could use for his own will as he had always dreamed. Now there was only one thing. That memory, how was it going to change her? If at all, that is. "Now, I'm sure you are ready to go home and see Ian, are you not" He looked at his daughter in the eye for the first time in heaven knows how long.
Korin nodded. "I would like to see Ian. I wouldn't want him t worry about me anymore then he should." She felt her face flush red at the thought of Ian. It was odd. Had she always felt that way about him? What about that time when he had-her face flushed even more. She could remember, if she tried, the feel of his lips on hers. His sweet smile, as he talked to her about heaven knows what. She looked down at the floor not wanting the doctors or her father to see how red her face now was.
"Shall we then?" Irons stuck out his hand to help her off the table. He gave the doctors an I'll-pay-you-later look and walked Korin out of the room and down the hall. This was the start of something great. Irons could feel it.
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Ian sighed sadly. It had been three days since he had heard anything about Korin and he had become very worried. Sara tried to tell him that whatever Irons was having her do must be taking a long time. He sighed again as he looked up at the stare way that led to Korin's room. He looked up and longed to see Korin's happy face. He could almost here the music playing...there WAS music play! Ian felt himself running up the steep steps. He could here the Puddle of Mud song playing.
Everything's so blurry
And everyone's so fake
And everybody's empty
And everything is
So messed up
Pre-occupied without you
Korin smiled to herself as she played her CD. She didn't know why she had so many of them. She couldn't remember buying them at all. Though...something in the very back of her brain told her that she loved this kind of stuff and that she would do anything to see some band called Nickelback. At any rate, she was bored as heck picking up her mess of a room so she had turned it on. She had had no idea that it was going to bring in her lover boy.
I cannot live at all
my whole world
Surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl
Ian opened the door, making sure not to make a sound. He could see his wonderful Korin going threw her cloths. My Korin? Where did that come from? He thought as he watched her. Slowly he crept up behind her without make a sound, not even breathing.
You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that
I'll protect you
From all of the obscene
I wonder what you're doing
Imagine where you are
There's oceans in between us
But that's not very far
He covered her eyes and whispered in her ear. "Guess who?" She gasped and removed his hands to look at him. She smiled and blushed. It was odd. She had never felt this way about anyone in her life. At least not to what she could remember.
"Hey, Ian." Korin smiled and closed her eyes. "Did you miss me?" Ian laughed and nodded forgetting to be mad at her for not calling or something.
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
this pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
in my face
"I sure did." Ian said, smiling. His face was only a half an inch away from hers. She could feel her face heating. "Boy did I miss you." He whispered. She blushed. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. Korin sighed a little. What had she been hoping for anyway? It's not like he felt anything for her.
Everyone is changing
There's no-one left
That's real
To make up
Your own ending
And let me know
Just how you feel
'Cause I am lost
Without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world
Surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl
"Do you want to go get a drink or something?" Ian asked.
"Oh, I can't." Korin said, sadly. "Father needs me in about ten minutes so I can't go any where." Ian raised and eyebrow.
"Father? Since when do you call him that?" Ian asked.
You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that
I will save you
From all of the unclean
I wonder what you're doing
I wonder where you are
"Oh, he told me to call him that from now on." Korin said, nodding. "He said he should start acting more like a father then he has been. Weird, huh?"
"Yeah...really weird." Ian said slowly. "Well, forget Irons. I want to spend time with you." He put his forehead to hers.
"He'd get made." Korin said very slowly. "I'd rather not make him made." Ian felt tears in his own eyes but shook them away. So that was it, then! Irons had been a little to hard with his last "lesson" and now she would do whatever he asked. He sighed and shook his head.
"All right." He said, forcing a smile. "But I want to spend time with you tonight after Sara-watching." He winked at her. "It'll be fun." Korin smiled and nodded.
"I know it will be." She looked at her watch. "I need to go meet Father. I'll see you at watching hour."
"Ok." Ian said as Korin ran down the steps. He thought for a moment before leaving as well.
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"Oh good. I'm glad she's back now." Sara said as Ian told her the good news of Korin's safe return. Ian smiled and nodded his head.
"Yes...but she's acting so weird." Ian said, remembering the way she was now calling Irons "father" and the weird way she was talking. "I could just be over reacting. I think she's scared now. I mean, I really think she is hurting or afraid of being hurt. It's like she has never been brave or anything." He looked down at his feet sadly.
"I'm sure she'll be fine in a few days." Sara said. "Maybe she's just tiered." Ian nodded.
"Yeah. I guess so." Ian looked at the clock. "I need to go." He turned to leave then said over his shoulder. "Thank you, Sara."
"Don't think about it." Sara said, smiling. Ian nodded and left. Sara shook her head and smiled. "What a weird guy...no wonder Korin likes him so.... He is kind of cute...oh no you don't. Bad thoughts Pez, very bad thoughts. Don't start thinking about him that way!" Sara sighed and feel back onto her bed. "I need more sleep then I'm getting."
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Korin stood in the library facing Irons who had his back to her so he could face the fire. Korin stood looking at the unmoving forum of her father. She felt weird. Something about the way he stood. Like a deep memory hidden somewhere. Korin shook it off. No need to worry, Irons was just going to talk to her. It wasn't as if she hadn't talked to him like this a lot...then again...something inside her...but no. It was nothing. Nothing at all, she was sure.
Irons turned to look at her and smiled. She was there right on time as he had asked her to be. It had worked! Years of testing and hard work from the doctors had finely gotten him the willing slave he had wanted. And very soon he would do what only Korin and the Blade of Darkness could do, kill Sara Pizzini. It was something that had to be done. But not yet. Not just yet, there where still things that needed to be done.
"Korin," Irons said, smiling. "How willing are you to do something for me?"
"I'm willing to do whatever you want me to." Korin said, smiling proudly. "I can do whatever you wish of me."
"Good. Very good." Irons smiled even more. "I want you to kill someone for me. What do you say to that?"
"Who is it? Tell me how you wish him to die." Korin said.
Irons laughed a little. "I want you to study Sara Pizzin. I want you to know everyone she talks to, everything she dose. Soon, we will strike and get ride of her."
"Sire, why not just do it now?" Korin asked.
""Because, Korin, if we kill her to fast, we will not have the fun of watching her suffer. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it. she will die. Now run along to Ian. I want you to hang around with him for at least tonight. Do whatever you wish and don't worry about coming home late." Korin's face lit up.
"Yes, father. I would be more then happy to do this. Thank you." She bowed and smiled happily. "May I please leave now. Or is there more?"
"No, that should be all for now." Said Irons, sitting back in his chair. "Go see Ian and have fun."
"Yes, sir." Korin said and walked away.
(Ok. So, what did you think? Good, bad, stupid, what? Tell me what you think. I hope you enjoyed it. Once again, I'm very sorry it took so long. I'll hopefully add more soon. Thanks for reading as always. See ya next time.)
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Korin ran up the steps towards Ian's room. She held the tickets in her hand as if her life rested in them. She reached Ian's door and knocked.
"Ian!" She called. "Come on, man, open up!" She banged on the door with a fist not wanting to wait. "I'll bust down the door, Ian, you know I will!" No answer. "Fine! I warned you! You'd better be dressed in there!" With this, she bent down and pulled out a hair pine and unlocked the door. She opened it and walked into the dark, windowless room. She looked around and flipped on the light switch. She shut the door and looked around.
The room was quite and Korin smirked as she heard soft breathing coming from the couch that's back faced her. She smiled as she came around the couch and found a mass of covers with black boot sticking out.
"Ian." She said, removing the covers. Before she knew it, she found a man jumping on her and with one POW of a large baseball bat he had been hiding under the covers, he knocked out Korin. The man walked around her before pulling out a call phone.
"Hey, it's me." He said into the phone. "I got her...no I didn't have any trouble at all...you've got it...right away sir...no, I didn't kill her...no, Ian doesn't know a thing...no, no one saw me come in...Got it...right away...thank you sir." He hung up and looked down and Korin he kicked her a little and smirked. "We are going to have some fun with you, little miss." With this, he picked her up and left the room.
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When Korin woke up, she found herself strapped to a large stone table. She was bound hand and foot to the table. She fought trying hard to get threw the ropes. She looked down at her blade hand and was amazed to see that the blade was still there. She smiled as she tried to bring forth the blade. It didn't take long before it came out but the second it was in it's sword form, it went back to the bracelet. Korin looked in shock. Why wasn't it working? It had always worked before, why should now be any different. She looked around, trying to find any sing of where she was.
The room was dark and had only one light, which was shinning over her head. She could make out a lot of tables but could not see what was on them. She could also see the dim out line of a door. She would here people talking out side in what she could only assume was a hallway. She couldn't tell by the voices who they where but one sounded familiar.
She struggled hard agents the ropes and tried again to bring out the blade. No luck.
Suddenly, the door swung open and in stepped three men in lab coats. One was tall with spiky black hair and green eyes. Another, was a short, balding, fat man with no knack to speak of with white hair, or what was left of the hair anyway. The last was short with blond hair and blue eyes. She knew this one. He was Dr. K. L. Misha. She had seen him on TV once upon a time. He was trying to make a superhuman, which didn't quite work. Anyway, he had his job taking away after that.
She glared at them, hate in her eyes. What did these people want with her? What where they planing on doing to her? Dr. Misha flipped on a row of bright lights that surrounded the table. Korin closed her eyes trying to shield them.
"What do you want?" Korin asked.
She could tell that the doctors where doing something, she could here them walking around. "Don't worry, Miss Irons. It will only hurt for a little bit." She couldn't tell who had spoken these words but the voice was cold and uncaring.
"What do you want with me?" Korin asked.
"What we want, Miss Irons, is your free will. After we take that, you can leave." Korin opened her eyes with a snap and looked at the man standing over her. It was the tall one.
"I will not let you take away my free will! Besides, that can't be done." Korin said, trying to hide the fear in her voice. "No one can take something like that away." The man laughed.
"Oh, Miss Irons, I think you'll find that one can do anything one sets ones mind to. For what I, Dr. Anderson and Dr. Misha have found is that one can take away anything from the brain to the very will of another person, as you will soon learn."
"Who hired you!" Korin yelled, trying to scare them if it was at all possible.
"I think you thought long and hard you could figure that out. Who would want you to be totally willing to do whatever they said? Who would want you to be nothing but a puppet to them? Who could want that to happen to you?"
Korin felt her mind race. Only one answer came into her mind. "Father..." She whispered.
"Very good, Miss Irons." Came a new voice, which Korin thought had to be Dr. Anderson. "Yes, your father is paying us to do this. A very large sum of money, at that, right Dr. Moore?" There was a hollow laugh.
"Right you are, Randy, right you are." Moore laughed.
"Will you two stop talking, and help me with this?" Misha snapped. "Come on, Irons wants us to get this over with soon so he can have his new little gal toy."
"Gees, Misha, you sure are a spoil sport." Moore sighed. "All work and no play-"
"Gets us the money faster!" Misha snapped.
"Well then, hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go." Anderson said. "Let's get that stuff ready so I can get that car I've been wanting."
Korin could here them working and let out a small sigh. How was she going to get out of this one? The blade wasn't working, and there was no way to get out of the ropes. She had only one hope. Ian. Korin thought. Ian, if you can here me, come and save me. I need you, Ian. Help me.
~~
Ian looked down at Sara Pizzini's window sadly. Rain feel upon his head. He let a little sigh. He was worried about Korin. He hadn't seen her since she went out to get coffee. Irons had said that her sent on an assignment and that she would be back shortly but still. It had been almost ten hours now. What could she be doing that was taking this long?
As he sat there thinking about this, He suddenly found that Sara was at him threw her window. She motioned for him to come in as she opened the window to allow him to enter. A moment later, he was in the house.
"Hey there, Nottingham." Sara said, smiling. "Having a nice day?" Ian stood in his normal stance, looking at his feet.
"It is not day now, is it not?" He asked.
"Whatever. You looked bored up there." Sara smiled.
"I was only thinking, Lady Sara."
"About a pretty girl by the name of Korin Irons, am I right?" She raised an eyebrow and smirked.
Ian was a little bit taken aback. "Yes...but how could you have known?" He glanced at the Witchblade for a moment.
"She likes you, you know?" Sara said, flopping down on the sofa. "I mean like' head over heels' likes you." She smirked even more. "Really, Nottingham, your masters only girl? Bad boy." She winked.
Ian blushed. "It's not like that at all. Lady Sara." He said. "She is my best friend. I care about her as if she where my own sister."
"She doesn't want to be your sister, Ian, she wants to be your girlfriend." Sara suddenly remembered the tickets she had given Korin. "So, just think of the Nickelback concert as your first date." She winked again and then saw the look of confusion on Ian's face. "Korin did tell you about the tickets I gave her right? I mean, she said that was the first thing she was going to do when she got back to the house."
"I haven't seen her since this morning at about six." Ian told her. "I don't know where she is." Sara looked worried. "Did you ask Irons?"
"He said he sent her to do something." Ian said. "He didn't say what."
"That doesn't sound good."
"I know." Ian sighed.
"Don't worry, I'm sure she's fine."
"Yeah...I need to get back to Irons. Fare well, Lady Sara." With this Ian was gone. Sara sank into her sofa and thought. Where could that girl be?
~~
Dr. Anderson came and stood by Korin's table. In his hand, he held something Korin could not make out. All at once, Korin felt a something being plunged into her vanes. She screamed as something began to enter her blood. It happened all at once. Her eyes glazed over in a misty whit haze. The room was spinning. She saw, one by one, every memory, good or bad, flashing before her eyes. And one by one, they faded away forever. Fully leaving her mind. She saw herself as a girl, playing in the field. She saw herself feeding her fishes she had once kept in the pond. She saw herself ridding her old pony. She saw her father beating her at the age of six. She saw the Blade of Darkness on her wrist for the very first time. She saw things towered her teen years. Then came things that had only just happened. Her first talk with Sara. Her father, knocking her out. And then...Ian kissing her and giving her, her very first kiss. That one good thing was fading away. The one thing she had wanted for so long! She was losing it! She wouldn't let that one be lost! She screamed and there was the sound of metal on metal. The misty haze was gone. And one by one, every memory, good or bad, came back. She blanked out.
"What happened?!" Misha snapped. "Why didn't it work? And how come the blade almost worked?"
"I've no idea, I'm sure." Anderson said, reading over a list on a clip- bored. "We did everything right. I'm sure we did. It was working a moment ago, see?" He pointed to a computer screen. "The data shows it almost worked. But she somewhere, it stopped working and failed."
"Irons is NOT going to be happy!" Misha snapped. "We told him it would work!"
"And it will!" Moore said. "I think that the Blade Irons warned us about didn't want one of the memories lost. We need to find that memory and find out how to get ride of it. So, when in her memory did it stop?" Moore said, starting to type on a key-bored.
~~
"You said it would be done two days ago!" Irons snapped as he, Dr. Misha, Dr. Moore, and Dr. Anderson walked down the hall. Moore and Anderson where cowering behind Misha to whom Irons was now speaking. "I had your word, dr. I thought you would keep it."
"I'm very sorry it took so long, sir, we had a slight problem with her memory." Misha said, glaring and the other two. "It seems that Blade you warned us about didn't want her to lose one of the more important memories."
"Well, did you fix it?" Irons snapped.
"We tried. It seems that nothing can remove it. We've tried everything we can think of but-"
"But what? I told you to do whatever it took to get all her memories out of her." Irons looked at Moore and Anderson before turning back to Misha. "This is something I was told you could do. I was told you where the best of the best and this is what I get?"
"Sir, the only thing we haven't tried was keeping that memory in there and getting rid of the rest." Misha said, in a mater-of-fact tone.
"And how would that work?" Irons asked, in a much calmer tone.
"It would be covered in the new memories we are giving her and so it would not even give her but a small memory of her other life. It would do no harm and she would still do everything you wished of her." Misha smiled. Irons looked thoughtful. Then he smiled an evil smile.
"You're a good man, Misha. I can see where you are coming from. Yes, lets keep that memory in her and take out the rest." Irons smiled even more.
"That's what I hoped you'd say, sir." Misha said. "We have it all ready. Would y like to watch as we pre-form this upon her?"
"Yes, Misha, I think I would." Irons smile never left him.
~~
As Irons watched from behind a tented window, the doctors began to work. It took about an hour for the "work" to be done and when it was, they still waited a hull half-hour before letting Irons enter. He looked over his daughter who looked fail in the light. He smirked. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up. (The ropes had been let lose.) She looked around her and then spotted her father.
"Master?" Korin said with a small bow. "I don't understand. How did I get here? And who are these men?" She waved her hand and to show she meant the three doctors.
Irons smiled. "Ha, Korin, it's god to see you awake. You've been out for three days now after your fall. I've been very worried about you. But thanks to the Doctors here, you've recovered nicely." He walked closer to Korin and looked her over. His eyes feel on the Blade. "Tell me, can you still use the Blade?" He asked.
Korin nodded. "I think so." She lifted her hand and looked at the blade. A moment later, it was in its sword form. "Yup." She said, smiling and putting it back to normal.
"Good, very good." Irons almost laughed out load. It had all worked s well! One day she had been full of spit and hate, and now she was nothing but a puppet. A play thing her could use for his own will as he had always dreamed. Now there was only one thing. That memory, how was it going to change her? If at all, that is. "Now, I'm sure you are ready to go home and see Ian, are you not" He looked at his daughter in the eye for the first time in heaven knows how long.
Korin nodded. "I would like to see Ian. I wouldn't want him t worry about me anymore then he should." She felt her face flush red at the thought of Ian. It was odd. Had she always felt that way about him? What about that time when he had-her face flushed even more. She could remember, if she tried, the feel of his lips on hers. His sweet smile, as he talked to her about heaven knows what. She looked down at the floor not wanting the doctors or her father to see how red her face now was.
"Shall we then?" Irons stuck out his hand to help her off the table. He gave the doctors an I'll-pay-you-later look and walked Korin out of the room and down the hall. This was the start of something great. Irons could feel it.
~~
Ian sighed sadly. It had been three days since he had heard anything about Korin and he had become very worried. Sara tried to tell him that whatever Irons was having her do must be taking a long time. He sighed again as he looked up at the stare way that led to Korin's room. He looked up and longed to see Korin's happy face. He could almost here the music playing...there WAS music play! Ian felt himself running up the steep steps. He could here the Puddle of Mud song playing.
Everything's so blurry
And everyone's so fake
And everybody's empty
And everything is
So messed up
Pre-occupied without you
Korin smiled to herself as she played her CD. She didn't know why she had so many of them. She couldn't remember buying them at all. Though...something in the very back of her brain told her that she loved this kind of stuff and that she would do anything to see some band called Nickelback. At any rate, she was bored as heck picking up her mess of a room so she had turned it on. She had had no idea that it was going to bring in her lover boy.
I cannot live at all
my whole world
Surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl
Ian opened the door, making sure not to make a sound. He could see his wonderful Korin going threw her cloths. My Korin? Where did that come from? He thought as he watched her. Slowly he crept up behind her without make a sound, not even breathing.
You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that
I'll protect you
From all of the obscene
I wonder what you're doing
Imagine where you are
There's oceans in between us
But that's not very far
He covered her eyes and whispered in her ear. "Guess who?" She gasped and removed his hands to look at him. She smiled and blushed. It was odd. She had never felt this way about anyone in her life. At least not to what she could remember.
"Hey, Ian." Korin smiled and closed her eyes. "Did you miss me?" Ian laughed and nodded forgetting to be mad at her for not calling or something.
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
In my face
this pain you gave to me
Can you take it all away?
Can you take it all away?
When you shoved it
in my face
"I sure did." Ian said, smiling. His face was only a half an inch away from hers. She could feel her face heating. "Boy did I miss you." He whispered. She blushed. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. Korin sighed a little. What had she been hoping for anyway? It's not like he felt anything for her.
Everyone is changing
There's no-one left
That's real
To make up
Your own ending
And let me know
Just how you feel
'Cause I am lost
Without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world
Surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl
"Do you want to go get a drink or something?" Ian asked.
"Oh, I can't." Korin said, sadly. "Father needs me in about ten minutes so I can't go any where." Ian raised and eyebrow.
"Father? Since when do you call him that?" Ian asked.
You could be my someone
You could be my scene
You know that
I will save you
From all of the unclean
I wonder what you're doing
I wonder where you are
"Oh, he told me to call him that from now on." Korin said, nodding. "He said he should start acting more like a father then he has been. Weird, huh?"
"Yeah...really weird." Ian said slowly. "Well, forget Irons. I want to spend time with you." He put his forehead to hers.
"He'd get made." Korin said very slowly. "I'd rather not make him made." Ian felt tears in his own eyes but shook them away. So that was it, then! Irons had been a little to hard with his last "lesson" and now she would do whatever he asked. He sighed and shook his head.
"All right." He said, forcing a smile. "But I want to spend time with you tonight after Sara-watching." He winked at her. "It'll be fun." Korin smiled and nodded.
"I know it will be." She looked at her watch. "I need to go meet Father. I'll see you at watching hour."
"Ok." Ian said as Korin ran down the steps. He thought for a moment before leaving as well.
~~
"Oh good. I'm glad she's back now." Sara said as Ian told her the good news of Korin's safe return. Ian smiled and nodded his head.
"Yes...but she's acting so weird." Ian said, remembering the way she was now calling Irons "father" and the weird way she was talking. "I could just be over reacting. I think she's scared now. I mean, I really think she is hurting or afraid of being hurt. It's like she has never been brave or anything." He looked down at his feet sadly.
"I'm sure she'll be fine in a few days." Sara said. "Maybe she's just tiered." Ian nodded.
"Yeah. I guess so." Ian looked at the clock. "I need to go." He turned to leave then said over his shoulder. "Thank you, Sara."
"Don't think about it." Sara said, smiling. Ian nodded and left. Sara shook her head and smiled. "What a weird guy...no wonder Korin likes him so.... He is kind of cute...oh no you don't. Bad thoughts Pez, very bad thoughts. Don't start thinking about him that way!" Sara sighed and feel back onto her bed. "I need more sleep then I'm getting."
~~
Korin stood in the library facing Irons who had his back to her so he could face the fire. Korin stood looking at the unmoving forum of her father. She felt weird. Something about the way he stood. Like a deep memory hidden somewhere. Korin shook it off. No need to worry, Irons was just going to talk to her. It wasn't as if she hadn't talked to him like this a lot...then again...something inside her...but no. It was nothing. Nothing at all, she was sure.
Irons turned to look at her and smiled. She was there right on time as he had asked her to be. It had worked! Years of testing and hard work from the doctors had finely gotten him the willing slave he had wanted. And very soon he would do what only Korin and the Blade of Darkness could do, kill Sara Pizzini. It was something that had to be done. But not yet. Not just yet, there where still things that needed to be done.
"Korin," Irons said, smiling. "How willing are you to do something for me?"
"I'm willing to do whatever you want me to." Korin said, smiling proudly. "I can do whatever you wish of me."
"Good. Very good." Irons smiled even more. "I want you to kill someone for me. What do you say to that?"
"Who is it? Tell me how you wish him to die." Korin said.
Irons laughed a little. "I want you to study Sara Pizzin. I want you to know everyone she talks to, everything she dose. Soon, we will strike and get ride of her."
"Sire, why not just do it now?" Korin asked.
""Because, Korin, if we kill her to fast, we will not have the fun of watching her suffer. Don't you worry your pretty little head about it. she will die. Now run along to Ian. I want you to hang around with him for at least tonight. Do whatever you wish and don't worry about coming home late." Korin's face lit up.
"Yes, father. I would be more then happy to do this. Thank you." She bowed and smiled happily. "May I please leave now. Or is there more?"
"No, that should be all for now." Said Irons, sitting back in his chair. "Go see Ian and have fun."
"Yes, sir." Korin said and walked away.
(Ok. So, what did you think? Good, bad, stupid, what? Tell me what you think. I hope you enjoyed it. Once again, I'm very sorry it took so long. I'll hopefully add more soon. Thanks for reading as always. See ya next time.)
