Wild-Roze: Ooookay, here u go ppl, chapter 7, hope u like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Skies of Arcadia Legends, but I do own this plot and any of my OC's which I may introduce later.
Such warmth.... Her tiny cot in her 'room' was not like this..... perhaps.... Maybe she had dreamt it, maybe she was lying safe in her bed on Crescent Isle.... She would open her eyes, and see her bright, cosy room, then she would run to Vyse and throw her arms around his neck and tell him that she loved him.....
She smiled faintly to herself, nuzzling her face into the soft pillows beneath her head.... But, he already knew, for last night they had made love, she had given herself to the man she had wanted for years..... Right at that moment, she could feel one strong arm locked around her hips... she didn't open her eyes, but she rolled over and rested her temple on his shoulder.... She felt so happy.
Eventually the need to see his rich face, topped with thick brown hair became too much for her and she cracked her lavender eyes open.
Her insides seemed to freeze, and her heart thudded painfully against her rib cadge. This was not Vyse...... Vyse was dead, and she was lying beside the one who had killed him! Her eyes traced the face of the sleeping Lord, his bare chest slowly rising and falling, his lids shielding his piercing green depths. She looked down at herself, she was completely naked, it didn't take a master mind to figure out what had happened between them..... memories started to flood back to her....
....She mumbled something inaudible as she felt his hips grind powerfully against hers through their clothes, which were screaming to be ripped off.... Her body seemed to burn with heat everywhere he touched her, causing her desire to rise to new levels.... She felt his teeth clamp down on the hollow of her neck, her blood flowing into his waiting mouth....
Aika fought back tears, turning back over to her previous position, remembering the heated pleasure she had felt at his words; "Now, Little One, you are truly mine."
She would not cry, she could not, what she had done had been her choice, he was not to blame, but now there mere feel of his flesh against hers made her feel sick with guilt. How could she have done this, how could she have experienced such highs of ecstasy with this man, the one who was responsible for so much pain and death. Because it was not only once.... The first time had hurt, as her innocence was taken.... But soon, she began to relish the feel of him, she couldn't help it, hot fluid ran from her eyes and wetted the downy pillow. She had to get out of here, she had to leave.
Gently she managed to roll out of his grasp, with not too much effort, Ramirez was clearly sleeping deeply. She looked at him from the side of the bed.... He was such a handsome man, how she wanted to stay, she knew that she would be safe, he would look after her well being, of that she was sure..... but how could she? She had already betrayed everyone who she cared about by allowing her heart to.... Love, this creature.... And yes, she did love him, and how it hurt her to have to leave now, but it would hurt more to stay.
She turned and sought out her clothes, and silently pulled them on. Then, casting one last glance at him, she turned and slipped out of his quarters, and silently prayed to the Silver Moon that she would never have to lay eyes on him again.
As soon as the heavy door closed behind her, she broke into a run, it was the early hours of the morning, and the few Valuan guards she came across did not stop her, in fact, they stepped out of her path, afraid of even getting in her way for fear of Ramirez's wrath.
Aika had to leave, she had to find a way to escape, she no longer cared about the oath she had made to Vigoro, she was not a Blue Rogue, and after last night, she had no honour to preserve, she had to leave. Marco would be already up and attending to his chores, she had no time to find him and take him away from here, she would return to her quarters, gather her few items, and then she would leave, she didn't know how but she would.
A she ran, she passed a familiar door, she paused..... perhaps...
She stood beside the doors which led to the docking bay, she had to try it, despite the slave cuffs around her wrists, she had to try....
She dashed in and looked around, and her eyes fell upon, The Delphinus. The huge Flag ship of Prince Enrique stood tall and proud amongst the smaller vessels. How she wished to board her, to be amongst familiar surroundings and smells, so many memories on that ship....
She discarded that idea, it would waste time, and even if she did take it, it would be far too easy to find, there was to where large enough to dock it, which Ramirez couldn't easily find, she would have to take a life boat.
She knew she would be unable to reach it anyway, but she ran towards a small craft which looked light and fast, expecting her wrists to snap back against the force field at any second... but, nothing happened.
She frowned, confused, as she reached the boat safely, she quickly fired up the engines, making sure it had sufficient amounts of moon stones to take her away. Why would the force field be down?
She climbed on board, not wasting any time, it must be because Ramirez was asleep, perhaps he needed to be conscious for it to work.... If that was the case, she had to get out now, before he woke.
"I'm sorry Marco, Belle, I will come back for you guys one day." She murmured, before turning away, and flying out of the dock.
The chill wind whipped her loose hair back out of her face. She inhaled sharply, and for just a moment her spirits soared as the freezing air entered her body. She felt so incredibly alive, and free, and an explosion of joy erupted in her chest. But that was soon crushed by her desperation to get as far away from Soltis as possible. She turned her little craft to the south, she knew where she would go, she only prayed that they would take her in...
Ramirez awoke sharply. He suddenly was wrenched from his slumber by the sudden feeling that he had lost something... something that he had been planning on keeping close to him... something that belonged solely to him..
He turned his head to the side, his blank expression taking in the empty bed, and skin picking up the lingering warmth of a body. He sat up, and gently felt the soft pillows, noting the dampness of tears.
So, she had left his bed. No matter, she would come back to him soon enough, as long as she was in Soltis, he knew he could take her whenever he liked. He idly extended his concentration, seeking out her location..... he frowned. He couldn't seem to find her... he tried once more, still nothing.
He growled, fury seeping into his blood. He had allowed her to slip away. He got out of bed and dressed in his robes, after leaving his chambers he grabbed the first person he came across, momentarily recognising the boy as the deck hand of the Delphinus. He practically lifted the young red haired boy off the floor.
"Fetch me Vigoro, tell him that I want him to assemble the men!" He snarled.
Marco gulped and nodded to the Silvite Lord, before dashing away in the opposite direction, to find the man in question. Deep in his gut, he felt that Aika was somehow wound up in the Lords strangely dark mood, she had not returned to their quarters last night, he prayed she was ok.
Ramirez made his way to the throne room, when he entered already a fair few soldiers had gathered. They swiftly came to attention as Ramirez took to his Throne. He cast his emerald eyes upwards briefly, at Zelos who floated above, overseeing all. His fury made him want to call down the Rains of Destruction upon the world, but he resisted, he couldn't risk it. That bite he had lain on her neck was more than just a scar, she was linked to him, in more ways than one...
The huge doors burst open and Vigoro strolled in, his arrogant entrance irritating the young Lord. No one noticed Marco lingering amongst the soldiers in the admirals wake.
As soon as all were assembled Ramirez stood. The people in the room seemed to sense his anger and no one broke the silence that seemed as fragile as glass.
"All crewmen to your ships! An Embassy is to be sent to each of the continents, they, and my men already positioned there are to scour every inch of the land, until the Blue Rogue Aika is found and brought to me, alive!" he yelled.
Whatever the soldiers had been expecting, it had not been this, the vast assembly seemed a little stunned by the Silvite's strange demands. Only when a low growl escaped Ramirez's throat did they spring into action, clearly there was to be no explanation.
Marco was on his knees, in shock... Aika had escaped! But... why would she leave without him? She must have done it last night, that must be the reason she was not in their quarters. The young boy tried to be pleased that she had made it away from this Hell Hole, but a building resentment towards her slowly began to build. She was the last person who he had left to cling to, she was his big sister, he had looked up to her, and she had abandoned him.
When Marco had stowed away in the Delphinus in the hopes of becoming a pirate, he had never expected such an outcome. The life he had imagined had been full of adventure defeating Black Pirates, becoming rich, and having tales told about him for years to come..... not this.
The young boy did not even notice Ramirez standing before him, heated tears ran down his round cheeks as he thought of Aika leaving him amongst the horrors of Soltis.
!:! 8 Months and 3 weeks Later !:!
Aika's eyes were wide, blood pounded in her ears, and sweat beaded her brow. Black hair stuck wetly to her face, and her chocolate brown irises focused on the ceiling above her.
"Bite down on this Aika." She heard Tatina mutter, prying a hardwood cane in between her jaws, "You don't want to sever your tongue now."
Aika did as she was bid, a moan screaming around the wood as another explosive contraction ripped through her.... Such pain!
Over the months since she had fled Soltis and arrived In Ixa-ness, it had become more and more clear that she bore a child. She told no one who the father was, it was too dangerous, she merely stated that she could not remember anything. At first she had been sceptical, would that tribe of fierce women accept her? But, surprisingly they welcomed her warmly. These were harsh times, there was no point fighting with one another, they should unite against the common foe who inhabited Soltis, so she became one of the Ixa-ness. She had found a dark flower which contained a pigment which stained her hair black, and Tatina, the villages' witchdoctor made her a pair of brown lenses which covered her usually lilac eyes. Two, bright blue tattooed lines on each of her cheek bones marked her as a fighter in the tribe, as she had proved her combat skills in her early weeks. Around her wrists dozens of beaded and wooden bracelets clattered, to her joy the tribe had stolen tools from the Moonstone Mines and were able to remove the slave cuffs, she finally felt free and she was practically unrecognisable! She knew Ramirez would search for her, why make it easy for him?
"I can see the head Aika, it won't be long now little Atai." She heard Tatina's voice through the foggy agony which shrouded her.
Tatina and her had become close friends, she was the twin sister of Meridia, and Aika's past friendship with the Horteka dancer brought them together. Tatina, like many others had gotten into the habit of calling her Atai, which in the ancient language meant foreigner.
Aika's baby had been a greatly looked forward to event, not many births occurred in Ixa-ness, other than in the birthing season, after the women had captured some men to use as studs. When boys were born, a blue line was tattooed onto their left upper arm to mark them as spawn of the legendary Ixa-Ness Demons, then, once they had reached the age of seven they were blindfolded and taken to Horteka, so they would be unable to find their way back. However, the girls were kept, and raised as a tribe member. Aika had already stated that whether her child be male or female she would not send it away when it reached the 'age of departure'.
Aika threw her head back and sobbed in pain as an awesome contraction clenched through her abdomen. There was a brief moment of silence, then the wails of a baby could be heard as Tatina cleaned the newly born.
Aika fell back onto the bed in absolute exhaustion. It was finally done. Her heart pounded rapidly in her chest, which rose and fell in quick succession.
"Congratulations Atai!" Tatina said happily, handing her a small writhing bundle, "You have a son!"
Wild-Roze: Ok, I know this chapter was rushed and stuff, but, oh well. Alrighty then, sorry it took so long to update, but my mock exams are next month, so updating this academic year is probably going to be really slow.