Title: English Invader
Author: The lyrical Eli
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: To be seen
Summery: A start to season three. Answers to questions.
Feedback: Pretty please with sugar on top?
Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of this, except personal characters.
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Sara entered Gabriel's apartment. As usual, he was blasting his music louder than she could take.
"Gabriel! GABRIEL! For Christ's sake, turn the music down!" Gabriel turned in his computer chair and pressed mute on the remote.
"Hey, Chief. As I've said before: If it's too loud....."
"You're too old." They laughed. That was good. Humor was hard to come by since Irons' return. After the laughter, they were once again struck by the awkward silence. Both of their minds went back to the kiss. Sara knew for a fact it had been a mistake. As did Gabriel, despite the passion put into it. Gabriel spoke up first.
"Okay, Sara. Do not take this personally, bu that kiss was just...."
"Wrong?"
"Yes! You're one helluva kisser, but when I think about it, I get grossed out. You?"
"Same. That was pretty stupid, huh?"
"Yeah. So, just friends?"
"Yes! No more thoughts about this ever again?"
"Deal!" They were just going to shake on it, but they both shrugged and shared a hug.
"Oh bloody hell! A kodiac moment!" The british accent had them seperated. Gabriel's eyes went wide at the person standing in the door way. The girl's blue eyes stared back mockingly.
"You are not standing in my apartment this minute."
"Believe it, Gabriel."
The girl had black hair in two braids in the back of her head. The girl's pale skin was looking even paler against her black clothing. Sara looked from the girl to Gabriel and back again. 'She looks like a cross between Whensday Addams and Gabriel' Sara thought to herself. The tthree of them just kept staring at one another. Finally, the girl put on a smirk and turned to Gabriel.
"Is that all you can do, Brother? Stare at me?" Sara's jaw dropped. Brother? Gabriel had never told her about his family, and Sara had assumed he was an only child. Gabriel put on a smirk that matched the girl's.
"I could send you back home to merry old England. So, if you don't want to face a return trip home, give me a hug already." She didn't need any more said. Sje dropped her bag to the ground and hugged him. After they hugged, Gabriel caught the look on Sara's face.
"Oops, heh, heh. Sara, this is my kid sister....."
"Kid?"
"My sixteen year old thinks she's so mature younger sister, Elaine Bowman. Elaine, this is Sara."
"Nice to meet you, Sara."
"Yeah, you too." Sara turned back to Gabriel. "Sister?"
"Yeah, I know. I'm so much better looking than she is, it's hard...."
"Shut up, Gabriel!"
"Make me."
"Alright then." She turned to Sara. "Has he told you his middle name?"
"Don't you dare!"
"No, Elaine, he hasn't. What is it?"
"His full name is Gabr...." Gabriel went to tackle her, but missed. Elaine dashed to the other side of the room. "Gabriel Salem Bowman." Gabriel groaned and Sara tried not to laugh.
"Salem?"
"He hates it! Especially since mum got it from a comic book!" With that said, Gabriel pushed Elaine into the wall and proceeded to tickle her. "Stop!" She cried in between laughter. "Stop!" He finally stopped and Elaine sunk to the floor and sat down. She looked between Gabriel and Sara.
"You two aren't dating."
"Yeah, we're just friends."
"I thought so."
"So, you two are really related?"
"100% brother and sister. Don't let the difference in speech fool you."
"How did you get your difference in speech?"
"Well, our parents got divorced eleven years ago. When they split up, Gabriel stayed here in the states and I went to England with our mum."
"How is mom?"
"She's arguing with Mitchell, again! She hates me being around when she's depressed, so she sent me down here to be with you for a while. She was suppose to have called you before hand."
"She forgot, again. You know mom." They both sighed and Gabriel turned to Sara. "Our mom's a lawyer and is constantly under stress. Thi isn't the first time something like this has happened." He turned back to Elaine. "So, did mom at least send someone with you, or did you come alone?"
"Jesse came with me." Gabriel's whole attitude changed quickly. "Jesse? Where is she? Is she coming?"
"Down boy. She's at an audition for a ballet. She told mum she would take me since she would be here for it. You can see her later."
"Cool." Elaine got up off the ground and sat down in Gabriel's computer chair and proceeded to go on.
"Oh no you don't!"
"Bloody hell, Gabriel! I haven't been on a computer in over a day!" Gabriel couldn't help but laugh at her. "Why are you laughing at me?"
"You sound like Spike!"
"Shut up! The actor's not even really english! He lives in California! Don't say I sound like him! And let me go on!"
"No, you brat." Elaine put on a sad puppy dog face. "Please?" Gabriel sighed. "All right. Just don't sneak onto goverment sites and mess with their stuff."
"Okay." She mumbled 'killjoy' under breath. Sara looked at Gabriel.
"Goverment sites? Does hacking run in the family?"
"Kinda." He looked over Elaine's shoulder. "What are you doing?"
"Research."
"On what?" She mumbled something. "What?"
"Assassins."
"What?!"
"Don't freak out! Since school's been out, I've gotten bored over the summer. Jesse gave me a list of things to learn about. I'm at assassins right now."
"What do you do for research?"
"Learn famous assassinations, weapons of choice, the current world's best. I'm trying to get information on one that is suppose to be one of the world's deadliest. To that fact, it's been hard to get any info on the man. I might just bloody well give up!" Sara had one name running through her mind and had a feeling it was Elaine's current assignment. Gabriel thought the same.
"Uh, sis? Is this guy's name Ian Nottingham?" She turned to them with a shocked expression.
"How did you know?" Sara and Gabriel looked at each other, neither really wanting to explain. Sara got curious to what this girl had found out. "We've heard about him. What did you find on him?"
"The most interesting facts. Pass me my bag." They did so and Elaine pulled out a disk and put it into the computer.
"I saved everything I found. Okay, the guys in his thrities, possibly the son of the Kenneth Irons, and he is supposed to have originated from good old England. He is extremely trained and has back rounds in almost every type of existing martial arts. He was even suppose to be able to catch bullets with his hands. The guy's a living superman." She scrolled down her information.
"He spent three years in a unit called the black dragons. The blakc dragons were given extreme psychological training, drug injections, and genetic inhancements. The whole thing was run by Vorslaugh, which can be considered as more proof as Irons being his father. This guy doesn't fool around. Some of his past jobs include taking out an entire gang of Irish terrorists, taking out Jim Lee, the famous martial arts thief, and killing all the leaders of some type of Mafia. It was all done with either none or very little left behind for people to find. This guys is very good as his job. Cool, huh?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess."
"You two don't seem very impressed. Did you already know this?"
"I've heard some of it."
"How? The information is very hard to come by?"
"I'm a cop."
"Oh. But still." She studied the looks on Sara and Gabriel's faces. She finally figured out what had gone on and went into shock.
"You two know him, don't you?! Oh Lord, no wonder you know this!"
"Elaine, calm down."
"Gabriel, you know an assassin! How cool is that?!"
"It wouldn't be so cool if you knew him."
"What do you mean? He isn't after you, is he?" Elaine suddenly looked around as if to spot him.
"No. He's just....He's just a very scray dude."
"Well duh, brother. Can you guys answer a few questions?" Gabriel and Sara looked at each other and shrugged. "Okay."
"Is he really Irons son?"
"Probably. He refers to him as father."
"How did you meet him?"
"Uh, he has been....stalking me for a while."
"Stalking you, Sara? Why?" Sara kept silent. She then noticed Elaine was staring at her arm. "What?"
"Is that the witchblade?" Sara's eyes went wide.
"How do you know about the witchblade?"
"I make it my duty to know about thing sof power."
"You are deffinitely Gabe's sister. Um, the witchblade is a private thing, understand?"
"Yeah. One favor for silence?"
"What?"
"I want to meet your stalker!"
"No!"
"Please? It would save me alot of time doing research."
"No! And that's my final answer."
"Alright." Elaine hung her head. Gabriel laughed at her.
"Sara, I think my sis has a crush on Nottingham!" Sara started laughing.
"I do not! He's just interesting!"
"Yeah, yeah whatever. You think he's cute!"
"He's probably twice my age!"
"So? Elaine has a crush on Ian!"
"I do not! If you keep bugging me, I'll tell Jesse and then she won't see you!"
"Fine, but I still think you like him!"
"Gabriel! Ignore him, Sara. I swear I don't! Why does he stalk you?"
"He says he's my protector."
"Well, that's better than victim. Aren't you suppose to have a protector?"
"I don't know."
"I think you are. I remember reading something abotu how each wielder has this protector. This protector is like their soul mate. The protector does his job unto death. Extremely loyal. It'a a rather romantic notion." Sara tried her best to avoid Elaine's gaze. "You suppose he stalks you because he likes you?"
"Sara, that would make sense. He does seem very territorial when you're round other guys. He choked me!"
"You must have pissed him off, Gabriel. You're no competition."
"Shut up!"
"Enough on this sublect you two!"
"Okay."
"Alright."
"I have to go. See ya later, Gabe. You too, Elaine."
"Yeah, bye." As soon as Sara left, Gabriel smiled at Elaine.
"Why are you smiling at me like that?"
"You like Nottingham!"
"I do not! If you continue on about that, I'll tell Jesse you've had a crush on her for the past seven years!"
"You wouldn't!"
"I would."
"Alright, you don't have a crush on Nottingham."
"Gabriel?"
"Yes?"
"How did you get that mark?"
"What mark?"
"The mark on your hand. The circles."
"Long story."
"Well, unless you want me to continue researching on assassins....."
"Alright, here's the story."
-Later-
Irons was in his bed. He looked and felt everyone of his 98 years. Ian sat beside him.
"Ian?"
"Yes, father?"
"Get the doctor. I need an infusion."
"Do you have enough stregnth left for one?"
"Yes, now go." Ian got up and left the room. Irons began talking to himself.
"The witchblade has cut me off. Or so she thinks. I've fooled her once again. I still have a connection. Still a connection. I will win." Ian returned with Dr. Immo. They made him sit up. Immo gave him a shot of the blood. Irons immediately lost the appearence of an old man. He looked his young self again.
"Now, Kenneth, try to rest before doing anything really physical. The blood may have revivied you, but you are still very drained."
"Right doctor. You may go now. You too, Ian."
"Alright Kenneth."
"Yes, father." They left him to rest. He began to fall asleep.
"Still a connection."
Eli: How is it so far? Continue?
Author: The lyrical Eli
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: To be seen
Summery: A start to season three. Answers to questions.
Feedback: Pretty please with sugar on top?
Disclaimer: No, I don't own any of this, except personal characters.
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Sara entered Gabriel's apartment. As usual, he was blasting his music louder than she could take.
"Gabriel! GABRIEL! For Christ's sake, turn the music down!" Gabriel turned in his computer chair and pressed mute on the remote.
"Hey, Chief. As I've said before: If it's too loud....."
"You're too old." They laughed. That was good. Humor was hard to come by since Irons' return. After the laughter, they were once again struck by the awkward silence. Both of their minds went back to the kiss. Sara knew for a fact it had been a mistake. As did Gabriel, despite the passion put into it. Gabriel spoke up first.
"Okay, Sara. Do not take this personally, bu that kiss was just...."
"Wrong?"
"Yes! You're one helluva kisser, but when I think about it, I get grossed out. You?"
"Same. That was pretty stupid, huh?"
"Yeah. So, just friends?"
"Yes! No more thoughts about this ever again?"
"Deal!" They were just going to shake on it, but they both shrugged and shared a hug.
"Oh bloody hell! A kodiac moment!" The british accent had them seperated. Gabriel's eyes went wide at the person standing in the door way. The girl's blue eyes stared back mockingly.
"You are not standing in my apartment this minute."
"Believe it, Gabriel."
The girl had black hair in two braids in the back of her head. The girl's pale skin was looking even paler against her black clothing. Sara looked from the girl to Gabriel and back again. 'She looks like a cross between Whensday Addams and Gabriel' Sara thought to herself. The tthree of them just kept staring at one another. Finally, the girl put on a smirk and turned to Gabriel.
"Is that all you can do, Brother? Stare at me?" Sara's jaw dropped. Brother? Gabriel had never told her about his family, and Sara had assumed he was an only child. Gabriel put on a smirk that matched the girl's.
"I could send you back home to merry old England. So, if you don't want to face a return trip home, give me a hug already." She didn't need any more said. Sje dropped her bag to the ground and hugged him. After they hugged, Gabriel caught the look on Sara's face.
"Oops, heh, heh. Sara, this is my kid sister....."
"Kid?"
"My sixteen year old thinks she's so mature younger sister, Elaine Bowman. Elaine, this is Sara."
"Nice to meet you, Sara."
"Yeah, you too." Sara turned back to Gabriel. "Sister?"
"Yeah, I know. I'm so much better looking than she is, it's hard...."
"Shut up, Gabriel!"
"Make me."
"Alright then." She turned to Sara. "Has he told you his middle name?"
"Don't you dare!"
"No, Elaine, he hasn't. What is it?"
"His full name is Gabr...." Gabriel went to tackle her, but missed. Elaine dashed to the other side of the room. "Gabriel Salem Bowman." Gabriel groaned and Sara tried not to laugh.
"Salem?"
"He hates it! Especially since mum got it from a comic book!" With that said, Gabriel pushed Elaine into the wall and proceeded to tickle her. "Stop!" She cried in between laughter. "Stop!" He finally stopped and Elaine sunk to the floor and sat down. She looked between Gabriel and Sara.
"You two aren't dating."
"Yeah, we're just friends."
"I thought so."
"So, you two are really related?"
"100% brother and sister. Don't let the difference in speech fool you."
"How did you get your difference in speech?"
"Well, our parents got divorced eleven years ago. When they split up, Gabriel stayed here in the states and I went to England with our mum."
"How is mom?"
"She's arguing with Mitchell, again! She hates me being around when she's depressed, so she sent me down here to be with you for a while. She was suppose to have called you before hand."
"She forgot, again. You know mom." They both sighed and Gabriel turned to Sara. "Our mom's a lawyer and is constantly under stress. Thi isn't the first time something like this has happened." He turned back to Elaine. "So, did mom at least send someone with you, or did you come alone?"
"Jesse came with me." Gabriel's whole attitude changed quickly. "Jesse? Where is she? Is she coming?"
"Down boy. She's at an audition for a ballet. She told mum she would take me since she would be here for it. You can see her later."
"Cool." Elaine got up off the ground and sat down in Gabriel's computer chair and proceeded to go on.
"Oh no you don't!"
"Bloody hell, Gabriel! I haven't been on a computer in over a day!" Gabriel couldn't help but laugh at her. "Why are you laughing at me?"
"You sound like Spike!"
"Shut up! The actor's not even really english! He lives in California! Don't say I sound like him! And let me go on!"
"No, you brat." Elaine put on a sad puppy dog face. "Please?" Gabriel sighed. "All right. Just don't sneak onto goverment sites and mess with their stuff."
"Okay." She mumbled 'killjoy' under breath. Sara looked at Gabriel.
"Goverment sites? Does hacking run in the family?"
"Kinda." He looked over Elaine's shoulder. "What are you doing?"
"Research."
"On what?" She mumbled something. "What?"
"Assassins."
"What?!"
"Don't freak out! Since school's been out, I've gotten bored over the summer. Jesse gave me a list of things to learn about. I'm at assassins right now."
"What do you do for research?"
"Learn famous assassinations, weapons of choice, the current world's best. I'm trying to get information on one that is suppose to be one of the world's deadliest. To that fact, it's been hard to get any info on the man. I might just bloody well give up!" Sara had one name running through her mind and had a feeling it was Elaine's current assignment. Gabriel thought the same.
"Uh, sis? Is this guy's name Ian Nottingham?" She turned to them with a shocked expression.
"How did you know?" Sara and Gabriel looked at each other, neither really wanting to explain. Sara got curious to what this girl had found out. "We've heard about him. What did you find on him?"
"The most interesting facts. Pass me my bag." They did so and Elaine pulled out a disk and put it into the computer.
"I saved everything I found. Okay, the guys in his thrities, possibly the son of the Kenneth Irons, and he is supposed to have originated from good old England. He is extremely trained and has back rounds in almost every type of existing martial arts. He was even suppose to be able to catch bullets with his hands. The guy's a living superman." She scrolled down her information.
"He spent three years in a unit called the black dragons. The blakc dragons were given extreme psychological training, drug injections, and genetic inhancements. The whole thing was run by Vorslaugh, which can be considered as more proof as Irons being his father. This guy doesn't fool around. Some of his past jobs include taking out an entire gang of Irish terrorists, taking out Jim Lee, the famous martial arts thief, and killing all the leaders of some type of Mafia. It was all done with either none or very little left behind for people to find. This guys is very good as his job. Cool, huh?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess."
"You two don't seem very impressed. Did you already know this?"
"I've heard some of it."
"How? The information is very hard to come by?"
"I'm a cop."
"Oh. But still." She studied the looks on Sara and Gabriel's faces. She finally figured out what had gone on and went into shock.
"You two know him, don't you?! Oh Lord, no wonder you know this!"
"Elaine, calm down."
"Gabriel, you know an assassin! How cool is that?!"
"It wouldn't be so cool if you knew him."
"What do you mean? He isn't after you, is he?" Elaine suddenly looked around as if to spot him.
"No. He's just....He's just a very scray dude."
"Well duh, brother. Can you guys answer a few questions?" Gabriel and Sara looked at each other and shrugged. "Okay."
"Is he really Irons son?"
"Probably. He refers to him as father."
"How did you meet him?"
"Uh, he has been....stalking me for a while."
"Stalking you, Sara? Why?" Sara kept silent. She then noticed Elaine was staring at her arm. "What?"
"Is that the witchblade?" Sara's eyes went wide.
"How do you know about the witchblade?"
"I make it my duty to know about thing sof power."
"You are deffinitely Gabe's sister. Um, the witchblade is a private thing, understand?"
"Yeah. One favor for silence?"
"What?"
"I want to meet your stalker!"
"No!"
"Please? It would save me alot of time doing research."
"No! And that's my final answer."
"Alright." Elaine hung her head. Gabriel laughed at her.
"Sara, I think my sis has a crush on Nottingham!" Sara started laughing.
"I do not! He's just interesting!"
"Yeah, yeah whatever. You think he's cute!"
"He's probably twice my age!"
"So? Elaine has a crush on Ian!"
"I do not! If you keep bugging me, I'll tell Jesse and then she won't see you!"
"Fine, but I still think you like him!"
"Gabriel! Ignore him, Sara. I swear I don't! Why does he stalk you?"
"He says he's my protector."
"Well, that's better than victim. Aren't you suppose to have a protector?"
"I don't know."
"I think you are. I remember reading something abotu how each wielder has this protector. This protector is like their soul mate. The protector does his job unto death. Extremely loyal. It'a a rather romantic notion." Sara tried her best to avoid Elaine's gaze. "You suppose he stalks you because he likes you?"
"Sara, that would make sense. He does seem very territorial when you're round other guys. He choked me!"
"You must have pissed him off, Gabriel. You're no competition."
"Shut up!"
"Enough on this sublect you two!"
"Okay."
"Alright."
"I have to go. See ya later, Gabe. You too, Elaine."
"Yeah, bye." As soon as Sara left, Gabriel smiled at Elaine.
"Why are you smiling at me like that?"
"You like Nottingham!"
"I do not! If you continue on about that, I'll tell Jesse you've had a crush on her for the past seven years!"
"You wouldn't!"
"I would."
"Alright, you don't have a crush on Nottingham."
"Gabriel?"
"Yes?"
"How did you get that mark?"
"What mark?"
"The mark on your hand. The circles."
"Long story."
"Well, unless you want me to continue researching on assassins....."
"Alright, here's the story."
-Later-
Irons was in his bed. He looked and felt everyone of his 98 years. Ian sat beside him.
"Ian?"
"Yes, father?"
"Get the doctor. I need an infusion."
"Do you have enough stregnth left for one?"
"Yes, now go." Ian got up and left the room. Irons began talking to himself.
"The witchblade has cut me off. Or so she thinks. I've fooled her once again. I still have a connection. Still a connection. I will win." Ian returned with Dr. Immo. They made him sit up. Immo gave him a shot of the blood. Irons immediately lost the appearence of an old man. He looked his young self again.
"Now, Kenneth, try to rest before doing anything really physical. The blood may have revivied you, but you are still very drained."
"Right doctor. You may go now. You too, Ian."
"Alright Kenneth."
"Yes, father." They left him to rest. He began to fall asleep.
"Still a connection."
Eli: How is it so far? Continue?