A/N: alrighty guys….the next few chapters will focus more on Miya and Tamoro…so there won't be as much Aki/Hiei

Dark Takeover: Chapter 22

 --Where has my heart gone? --

Aklyis twiddled her thumbs, boredom evident on her pale, tired face. She looked out the window at the blood red sky. Trying to keep track of time in your head was no easy thing. She guessed it had been about two months since she was brought here by Hiei. 'Wonder how Miya and Tamoro are doing...' Aklyis sighed. She hadn't heard from her sister since they left. What if Zoran found them? What if they were hurt? What if they needed her help? The brunette looked down at her large belly. Poking it softly she sighed.

"I'm fat…" the girl frowned, continuing to poke at the baby gently. "Oh well…Only four months and you'll be out of there….hopefully…"

"RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN!!!!!!!!!!" Miya screamed frantically, her eyes comically wide. Her shoulder length raven hair was a mess as the wind she created from running blew it around her face, causing her vision to become slightly blocked.

"I AM RUNNING DAMNIT!!" Tamoro yelled back over his shoulder at the girl who had now caught up and was stepping on his heals and shoving him in the back.

"WELL NOT FAST ENOUGH!!!" Miya screamed as she sped by, grabbing the blonde's arm and yanking him hard.

"AHH!! NOT SO FAST!! I'LL TRIP!!!"

However, Miya ignored his pleads as she ran with God's speed, the tyrannosaurus rex not too far behind.

"YOU JUST HAD TO GO AND CUT ITS TOE OFF DIDN'T YOU?!" the short girl scowled at her partner.

"I THOUGHT IT WOULD GO AWAY THEN!!"

"IT DIDN'T EVEN SEE US MORON!!"

"…Oh…"

Miya scowled. "Save the dramatic 'oh' of realization for later! Right now let's just focus on NOT becoming dino crackers!"

"Right Right Ri-HEY YOU'RE RIPPING MY SHIRT!!"

The quarreling couple sped around the corner of the cliff ducking under trees, attempting to find a safe spot to hide.

"THE CAVE!!"

"RIGHT!!"

The door handle clicked softly, followed by a creaking sound made by the door, as it slowly swung open. Aklyis turned her head to eye a very wary looking Hiei walking in. His hair was bigger tangle than usual, his black shirt gray with dirt stains, a few rips and holes hear and there. His eyes were half closed and the usual enchanting bloody colour of his irises seemed dull and boring.

"Good evening," the brunette greeted indifferently.

Hiei merely grumbled in acknowledgment, as he closed the door and strode over swiftly, collapsing on the black silk-covered bed beside his mate.

"You seem troubled." Aklyis leaned over, resting her head on the fire demon's chest, which weaved slowly as he breathed.

Another mumble was emitted from his lips, which were covered by his arms.

The girl rolled her eyes. "Speak to me fool.."

Hiei removed his arm and looked down at his mate lazily. "Don't want to."

Aklyis pouted. "Why not? Did something bad happen?"

"Zoran is thoroughly pissed off with me."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Because I let YOU escape. Not to mention your sister and that blond fool."

"Right…" Aklyis pondered momentarily before continuing. "Well, it will be over soon right? I mean…after the baby is born, I can fight again, and then we can team up and kill Zoran!"

Hiei eyed her warily. "It's not that simple. I still have to keep you here for another four months. Some of the soldiers are already suspecting something, so I'm constantly having to make up excuses and trying to sneak things up here for you."

"I never asked you to…."

The fire demon glared icily. "Would you like to starve here then?"

"No.."

"Exactly."

Veyone sat silently as she stared at the decaying lord before her. 'Zoran has aged. Become weak. Yet undeniable powerful, and evil.'

"The great Priestess of El Morad. Veyone. My dear, how have you been?" Zoran inquired, a smirk tilted upon his lips.

"Peachy." The woman replied, a tone of arrogance in her voice. He golden brown hair, once tied back in a messy pony tail now roamed free over her shoulders, matching honey brown eyes piercing the sorcerer's violet ones. She wore a typical priest outfit of the El Morad people. A green robe with patterns of white swirls embroided magnificently. "Why have you summoned me, Zoran?"

The sorcerer sat silently, eying the somewhat hostile priestess. Then he looked down. "El Morad was once a great nation. It covered nearly half this world. It was the birthplace of many great priestesses, the six priestesses Solaris, Luna, Ignis, Anima, Terra, and Aqua, for instance. Then there are those like yourself, Veyone, and your elder sister Sivain, the great black mage of El Morad. You are, indeed the descendants of those mighty priestesses. You hold their powers, do you not?"

"Not nearly enough," Veyone replied, tilting her head to one side slightly, suspicion evident on her facial expression.

"It will be enough. Enough to find that little wench."

As if reading his mind, Veyone rose to her feet and inquired, "Aklyis?"

"Yes…Aklyis it is indeed."

"You murdered her father. He was the king of El Morad! You destroyed El Morad and now you want me to bring you the one thing that may ever unite it?"

"Precisely."

"Never! You know I would do no such thing, as bring you the daughter of El Morad!"

"El Morad is dead, Veyone. The country, and the king. That girl, even being the younger of the two children, was chosen by the oracle to lead after her father. I will take no chances." Zoran growled.

"What makes you think I would help you?" Veyone spat. "My ancestors pledged their lives to serve the kings of El Morad. My pledge has followed them to their graves. I will never help you, you evil, conceited bastard!"

Zoran turned his head in fake anguish. "You hurt me, dear Veyone. But you will help me, whether you wish to, or not."

A/N: TT I'm sorry…..exam time…what else can I say…..BUT READ AND REVIEW!!!!