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Author's Note: YAY!!! It's done! Thanks to Mandi for being such an awesome beta, as always. Questions will be answered at the end of the chapter.
Peace...
He smiled, watching his beloved doze, swathed in blankets to keep the chill away and lying on an array of pillows in the early afternoon sunlight. Jason was still as weak as a newborn, they had had to carry him out here, but he was recovering slowly.
Tommy, on the other hand, was as good as new, better than new, really. Jason had rarely used his powers before the morning he redeemed his fallen love, he had been used as a vessel by whatever higher powers there were but he had consciously used his own powers very little. Doing so to redeem Tommy, which was a tremendous undertaking, had nearly killed him.
It was only by the whimsy and good nature of somebody or something more powerful than Jason that he had survived at all. He should have died. He shouldn't have been able to help Tommy so much in the battle and definitely shouldn't have been able to help him, jumpstarting Tommy's own new powers, afterwards.
But in sacrificing himself so Tommy could be whole once more someone had granted him reprieve and he had been pushed past that awkward stage where he had been little more than a tool. Now... Tommy wasn't quite sure what he was now but he would be stronger when he recovered and his powers, they were his and under his control. They wouldn't be a curse for him any longer. They wouldn't hurt him anymore.
The lack of knowledge Jason had when redeeming Tommy had another side effect as well. He had pushed Tommy past what he had meant to, making him something like Jason had been rather than human again.
When Jason had first realized what he had done he had been horrified. He had been floating in a haze of fever dreams, only half aware, when he began to sense Tommy, began to "see" what was happening to him. He had instinctively reached out to help him and found himself inadvertently causing Tommy's powers to manifest.
He would have died then had it not been for the surge of strength that flowed into him, transforming him into something more than he had been.
He didn't know what he was now only that the voices had stopped, the shards of glass in his brain that had been other people's thoughts and emotions had disappeared. He could really live again.
The transcendence had also given him knowledge he had not been able to grasp before. He knew his powers, knew how to use them, knew how to control them.
Knew how to shield Tommy from what he had gone through.
He had passed out before the battle had ended, his whole world aflame with pain, but he had known Tommy would win, had counted on it with all his being. He knew if Tommy was not victorious he would not be long to follow him into Death.
Tommy's presence in the room had stirred him from his rest. He was vaguely aware of their first moments together after the battle, fuzzy from fever and pain even after the warmth and strength Tommy shared with him. The next few days, in fact, were a blur and there were times Tommy had worried for him.
But he was recovering now, weak but healing. Tommy would settle for that. They had time now. As much as they needed.
Tommy sighed. He did have some fences to mend that could not wait forever though. Vanishing as he had hurt many people. When Billy had discovered them curled up together the morning after the battle he had been livid. Coming to check on Jason, as he had been doing all along, and finding the man who had walked out on them all there had produced a rather large reaction in the other man.
He had begun to rant but had quickly stopped when Tommy curled into a foetal position, as if trying to shield himself, and began whimpering in a way that was eerily reminiscent of how Jason had when the thoughts had become too much for him.
Billy had put his need for an explanation on hold, the poor condition of his two friends registering, to care for them. He stayed with them for two days, until Tommy had recovered fully, and had been a frequent visitor since.
One of the first things Tommy had done with his powers was mark him. It was the first thing Jason had taught him when his beloved regained consciousness, too weak to do it himself. They did not want the Others to claim any of their friends as revenge.
They did not them to be damned as Tommy had, as Justin had.
Tommy heaved a sigh; the memory of the boy still hurt him greatly. They had let him fall through the cracks, had hardly noticed when he had disappeared from their lives. He felt he had failed the boy and the guilt would have been suffocating.
Would have been, but he needed to focus on helping Jason heal.
Later he could mourn. Now they needed to recover.
The tickle of fingers brushing his wrist made him look down, smiling as he focused on his love, the midnight eyes returning his gaze. Jason had insisted upon leaving the house today, saying he would go stir crazy if he spent anymore time resting inside.
Billy and Tommy had bundled him up well before helping him into the backyard, his legs still too shaky and weak to support him. He was not worried, even if Tommy fretted constantly; it had only been a week or so since he had been pushed to the brink of Death three times in less than twenty four hours. He would recover fully, he said he knew he would, it would just take time.
Tommy knew Jason was privy to knowledge he was not so all he could do was trust it would be okay.
They were fragile, these few moments of peace with Jason settled in his arms but Tommy knew to savour them. He also knew there would be move.
His fingers drifted through the dark hair just happy to be with his beloved. Smiling softly he whispered, "I love you."
Jason smiled in return and Tommy felt warmth fizzle up inside him, knowing in that moment that they would spend the rest of their existence together, no matter how long it was.
"I love you too."
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Questions:
What are the Others?: They are demons that "eat" people's souls or pervert them and make them into Others as well. Their weapons are the shadows. Besides that, I don't know. I just made them up.
Why did you kill Justin?: Because it needed to be someone who Tommy had some personal attatchment to. And because I hate Justin. HATE HIM! Besides the normal hate I decided I was going to kill him in this story when Mandi got stuck on his chapter which means she isn't getting any further in her story which I really, really, really want to see more of!! Damn the Spore!
Is this still a school project?: No, the course has ended and so has my time at that school actually. This started out with the first chapter as just a scene that popped into my head when we had to write something for "journal time" in writer's craft. I basically used the time for working on stories. Got perfect marks on it too. From there is became a short story and from the short story I'm working on making it an original novel. There are a few changes but it's inspired by this. If anyone wants details e-mail me!
What is Jason?: At the end? An angel, basically. Throughout the story? He's an angel like being but he can't control his powers fully. This makes him very vulnerable. He's telepathic and empathtic and can heal and all sorts of fun things. His redeeming Tommy is a way of healing him on a spiritual level. He can heal physically as well.
Well that's it. Hope you enjoyed the story and remember, feedback is this girl's best friend!
Author's Note: YAY!!! It's done! Thanks to Mandi for being such an awesome beta, as always. Questions will be answered at the end of the chapter.
Peace...
He smiled, watching his beloved doze, swathed in blankets to keep the chill away and lying on an array of pillows in the early afternoon sunlight. Jason was still as weak as a newborn, they had had to carry him out here, but he was recovering slowly.
Tommy, on the other hand, was as good as new, better than new, really. Jason had rarely used his powers before the morning he redeemed his fallen love, he had been used as a vessel by whatever higher powers there were but he had consciously used his own powers very little. Doing so to redeem Tommy, which was a tremendous undertaking, had nearly killed him.
It was only by the whimsy and good nature of somebody or something more powerful than Jason that he had survived at all. He should have died. He shouldn't have been able to help Tommy so much in the battle and definitely shouldn't have been able to help him, jumpstarting Tommy's own new powers, afterwards.
But in sacrificing himself so Tommy could be whole once more someone had granted him reprieve and he had been pushed past that awkward stage where he had been little more than a tool. Now... Tommy wasn't quite sure what he was now but he would be stronger when he recovered and his powers, they were his and under his control. They wouldn't be a curse for him any longer. They wouldn't hurt him anymore.
The lack of knowledge Jason had when redeeming Tommy had another side effect as well. He had pushed Tommy past what he had meant to, making him something like Jason had been rather than human again.
When Jason had first realized what he had done he had been horrified. He had been floating in a haze of fever dreams, only half aware, when he began to sense Tommy, began to "see" what was happening to him. He had instinctively reached out to help him and found himself inadvertently causing Tommy's powers to manifest.
He would have died then had it not been for the surge of strength that flowed into him, transforming him into something more than he had been.
He didn't know what he was now only that the voices had stopped, the shards of glass in his brain that had been other people's thoughts and emotions had disappeared. He could really live again.
The transcendence had also given him knowledge he had not been able to grasp before. He knew his powers, knew how to use them, knew how to control them.
Knew how to shield Tommy from what he had gone through.
He had passed out before the battle had ended, his whole world aflame with pain, but he had known Tommy would win, had counted on it with all his being. He knew if Tommy was not victorious he would not be long to follow him into Death.
Tommy's presence in the room had stirred him from his rest. He was vaguely aware of their first moments together after the battle, fuzzy from fever and pain even after the warmth and strength Tommy shared with him. The next few days, in fact, were a blur and there were times Tommy had worried for him.
But he was recovering now, weak but healing. Tommy would settle for that. They had time now. As much as they needed.
Tommy sighed. He did have some fences to mend that could not wait forever though. Vanishing as he had hurt many people. When Billy had discovered them curled up together the morning after the battle he had been livid. Coming to check on Jason, as he had been doing all along, and finding the man who had walked out on them all there had produced a rather large reaction in the other man.
He had begun to rant but had quickly stopped when Tommy curled into a foetal position, as if trying to shield himself, and began whimpering in a way that was eerily reminiscent of how Jason had when the thoughts had become too much for him.
Billy had put his need for an explanation on hold, the poor condition of his two friends registering, to care for them. He stayed with them for two days, until Tommy had recovered fully, and had been a frequent visitor since.
One of the first things Tommy had done with his powers was mark him. It was the first thing Jason had taught him when his beloved regained consciousness, too weak to do it himself. They did not want the Others to claim any of their friends as revenge.
They did not them to be damned as Tommy had, as Justin had.
Tommy heaved a sigh; the memory of the boy still hurt him greatly. They had let him fall through the cracks, had hardly noticed when he had disappeared from their lives. He felt he had failed the boy and the guilt would have been suffocating.
Would have been, but he needed to focus on helping Jason heal.
Later he could mourn. Now they needed to recover.
The tickle of fingers brushing his wrist made him look down, smiling as he focused on his love, the midnight eyes returning his gaze. Jason had insisted upon leaving the house today, saying he would go stir crazy if he spent anymore time resting inside.
Billy and Tommy had bundled him up well before helping him into the backyard, his legs still too shaky and weak to support him. He was not worried, even if Tommy fretted constantly; it had only been a week or so since he had been pushed to the brink of Death three times in less than twenty four hours. He would recover fully, he said he knew he would, it would just take time.
Tommy knew Jason was privy to knowledge he was not so all he could do was trust it would be okay.
They were fragile, these few moments of peace with Jason settled in his arms but Tommy knew to savour them. He also knew there would be move.
His fingers drifted through the dark hair just happy to be with his beloved. Smiling softly he whispered, "I love you."
Jason smiled in return and Tommy felt warmth fizzle up inside him, knowing in that moment that they would spend the rest of their existence together, no matter how long it was.
"I love you too."
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Questions:
What are the Others?: They are demons that "eat" people's souls or pervert them and make them into Others as well. Their weapons are the shadows. Besides that, I don't know. I just made them up.
Why did you kill Justin?: Because it needed to be someone who Tommy had some personal attatchment to. And because I hate Justin. HATE HIM! Besides the normal hate I decided I was going to kill him in this story when Mandi got stuck on his chapter which means she isn't getting any further in her story which I really, really, really want to see more of!! Damn the Spore!
Is this still a school project?: No, the course has ended and so has my time at that school actually. This started out with the first chapter as just a scene that popped into my head when we had to write something for "journal time" in writer's craft. I basically used the time for working on stories. Got perfect marks on it too. From there is became a short story and from the short story I'm working on making it an original novel. There are a few changes but it's inspired by this. If anyone wants details e-mail me!
What is Jason?: At the end? An angel, basically. Throughout the story? He's an angel like being but he can't control his powers fully. This makes him very vulnerable. He's telepathic and empathtic and can heal and all sorts of fun things. His redeeming Tommy is a way of healing him on a spiritual level. He can heal physically as well.
Well that's it. Hope you enjoyed the story and remember, feedback is this girl's best friend!