A/N: I'm sorry for such a long wait with this but I wanted to complete it first and then go back and do some editing. I have written an interlude to this before I start writing the sequel. So I need ideas for what to title it. There are about maybe 10 chapters left in this story. I hope you enjoy this next chapter. And thank you to all of you who helped me out with this. Don't forget to check out. . I'm putting an orginal smutlet up there. By the way. All are welcomed to post their works their!
Two Worlds Apart
Chapter 11: A Revenge Plot Thickens
The room was almost too quiet. Shadows cast against the walls from the glow of the fireplace. He stood in the corner of the room watching her sleep. He couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that she was here lying in his bed. He was so giddy with happiness that the thought of giving up his plan for revenge had crossed his mind once or twice. But no, he just couldn't give up on it. He had already killed one of them and there was no going back now. He had to finish them all off. They had taken something from him and he would make them pay.
Moving across the room he sat down on the bed next to the beautiful sleeping black mage. He still couldn't believe that she had left her husband for him. After she had reassured him a million times that she didn't reveal to Wakka who he was, he smiled and welcomed her into his fortress. He would have to keep his plans under tighter wraps now that she was to be staying here because Luanna would never allow him to get away with murdering her friends. Luanna. He had always called her Luanna. He had never liked Lulu and refuse to refer to her as such.
Rising from the bed he left the room and headed for his study. He had decided that he didn't want them all dead. To suffer yes, but dead no. The reason he had decided that he didn't want them all dead was because some things were worse than death and he'd rather see them suffer. Some of his vendettas were more personal than others. Like the ones he had against Yuna and Baralai. The others were just collateral damage for helping them. He would let Baralai live but not before taking out everyone he had ever loved. Paine was already dead, so all that was left to cripple him was Gippal and Rikku. He didn't have the heart to kill the man's child. It was an innocent baby and therefore deserved to be spared. But Gippal and Rikku would have to die. Especially that stupid bubbly Al Bhed girl. Baralai had thought that he was quite clever in having a cover that Rikku was teaching at Bevelle's International Academy. But he knew better. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. He knew that Rikku had been Baralai's girlfriend and not just a teacher he had hired to teach Al Bhed History 101. He had missed the first time but he wouldn't miss again. He would make sure the blonde bitch never woke up from her coma. And Gippal, that despicable greasy Al Bhed trash. He couldn't understand the dear sweet Praetor's attraction to the Al Bheds. Even his wife Paine was considered to be one of those desolate creatures.
Baralai Kinneas had been his first love. The first person to break his heart. He had thought things to be perfect between them but then Baralai had broken things off when he had joined the Crimson Squad. He had told him he didn't belong there. No he didn't belong fighting along side a bunch of filthy ragamuffins. And that's how he met that twit Gippal. Although it had been short lived he couldn't forget it nor forgive it. Yes, Baralai would pay; he'd pay with those he loved. And he would never suspect him. No, he'd never believe he of all people would be behind it.
Flipping on his iSphere he began to type out orders that were to be e-mailed to his minions. He wanted Gippal dead by daybreak. He didn't have time to waste. After he finished sending out his messages he shut down his equipment. Before leaving the room he enchanted it with a spell to make it appear as if the room wasn't even there making it blend in with the rest of the corridor. Then he headed for bed and the lovely mage that lay in it.