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Chapter Six: Protect You, Trust Me ... Forever
As the darkness played and showed no sign of ever wanting to leave standing perfectly balanced on the back of a lamppost in the middle of the city was a dark loom onus figure. Glowing red eyes were the only sign of life or even proof he was not just some statue. Staring disgustingly at the humans that scurried and moved never caring that there lives were in potential danger. It all sickened him.
Living in a world with no honor, glory, truth, pride in one's self, and the corruption of politics and money. It all made him sick to the core, but what made him even more grossed out was the fact that they were living. They were still breathing, and they were still allowed to roam the earth. It just angered him to a constant boiling rage, cast down from heaven just because he tried to convince the others to come and help him annihilate those that posed a great threat.
Those …
Those …
Devils …evil with a "D".
The abomination to all creations, why hadn't the gods before smite the beginning of the mixing races? Why was it that this … these … devils were allowed to live after the bastard demons and angles that sired and mothered them from the beginning allowed to walk the earth. They were like the plague, spreading and multiplying until their numbers grew to great. The control on the mixing races was slipping and now the abominations became a race all its own.
An uncontrolled mutation that went horribly wrong.
Now, when it was trying to be controlled it was frowned upon. The damn hellions were free to roam and live, Grr … that just made him so mad that he felt like killing something, anything that walked. Banished from his home because of his idea and truth in staying true to the old ways.
Demons and angels were never meant to mix, devils were suppose to be eradicated, and now as he stood on the post of the – he cringed – human world. He was just disgusted. To many changes and the old ways were being forgotten, now humans, even more tainted and smelly then demons were the dominate of the forever changing world.
Though the shift has happened and the world was changing again, he wasn't going to let it. The angels had given up their right to dominate long enough it was time they take back what was rightfully theirs and if he had to use force so be it. Celestials are not the cute little guardian angels these humans played him out to be. They were much more fierce and formidable and he was going to show it … all he needed was the Nol Verses. To control the most powerful devils raising and call forth every angel – from heaven and earth – to gather and conquer!
It was fool proof … but one … one measly little devil had to get in the way. Just had to push his buttons and just had to be the one he couldn't kill anytime soon … but that didn't mean he could make him suffer. The insolent little devil didn't know what he was messing with, one of the most powerful angels on earth and heaven, he crouched slightly when he saw an "innocent" pair of citizens. Perfect, a perfect relief of stress.
The cloak that wrapped around him suddenly spread wide open to show a large leather wingspan of about twenty feet from tip to tip. Flapping once he jumped high and let out a loud screech that shocked mother and child. Screaming the mother looked down at her child, "Run Rihana! Run!"
"Useless," whispered in the wind, but echoed like loud banging drums of war in their ears. Before either could act, life was over in a flash as their screams died to nothing in the darkened night. In a bloody mess he stood wrapping his wings around his body like before. He looked at the blood-drenched claws and smiled sinisterly. Glowing red eyes laughed in amusement as he stared down in disgust at the unrecognizable pair.
A perfect combination of mother and daughter, taught once that he should cherish all life. He scoffed, devils weren't lives, they were just walking/talking pile of dead corpses … they just didn't realize it yet.
With a flip of his "cape" he turned and started down the street with no remorse, no regret, and no feeling what so ever. The damned angel set his now relaxed mind to the one thing that will ensure his victory, Now … the Nol Verses … where are they … and where is Sirus, that shit of a brother better have done his job or they'll be hell to pay. The half-breed bitch better be eliminated as well … can't have any of my pawns tainted with such a filthy throw away.
Scoffing at the thought he unconsciously brought a hand up to run through his thick dark brown tresses falling into place once again like the pieces of an already solved jigsaw puzzle. The angel let his glowing red eyes simmer to show his playful, cool, dark green cat eyes. Loving the feel of blood through his hair he found it to make the perfect hair gel. Apply right amount and it dries in place yet brings a cool shimmer to his locks.
He grinned, blood, red, darkness, the moon … it all felt so good to be alive at the moment. Heh, heh …
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Standing outside the infirmary where Raven would allow him the distance, Robin sighed heavily and leaned against the far wall. It had already been near 2 days and she was still asleep. Titans East had already come by just the other day and they brought a stranger – 2 strangers to be exact. One was a little girl by the name of Francesca, sweet, childish, but she was a hellion born. The girl played pranks and had a sharp tongue, also the gut to back her up.
Robin didn't mind her at all, but her brother.
Now how he was a completely different story.
He seemed familiar, his aura, his movements, they all seemed precise – calculated – like every time he did something he always had to watch if someone was watching. And someone was always watching, Robin. Something about him Robin just didn't like, sure he was a cool guy, but the shady story Speedy gave him was suspicious. "Oh – uh – we go back a long ways, I met him in the slums of Steel and – well – let's just say I saved his dumb ass from doing a stupid mistake. Like selling his sister for drugs –" he never continued for Rorex – that was his name and again Robin didn't like it, it punched to close to one's certain home. Any way, Rorex threw Speedy a pillow and with the force and strength he put into it the archer went down to the ground.
Robin growled in irritation, just something bothered him about the guy, but he couldn't put his finger on what. He had suspicions, but the others wouldn't believe him. They'd just brush it off as Robin being Robin. Feh, yeah and then when he tries to eliminate us then what? Robin being Robin huh? Don't come crying to me if he poisons your drink. Running a gloved hand through his hair he sighed again in frustration, Maybe if Raven were awake she'd know if he were trust worthy, she plucked out Terra … please wake up Raven.
Believe it or not Boy Blunder I've been up, just too weak to get up.
Shooting up from the wall Robin blinked, then again to make sure he heard right reaching out to her barrier he touched it and it dissolved. She allowed him to pass. Walking in slowly so not to alarm her he made his way to her bedside where she laid still resting, "Raven?"
Please Robin, quell your thoughts they've been screaming at me for the past few hours you've been standing there.
Robin smiled sheepishly and shrugged, "Sorry."
Don't be.
Taking a hold of her hand he felt her weakly try to return the gesture, but when she breathed tiredly and let her grip loosen, Robin knew she was still healing, "Raven, how bad does it hurt?"
She chuckled in his head and he felt relieved she was at least talking to him, The painkillers Cyborg had been giving me help, but my healing will take time Robin, you just have to be patient. When Beast Boy says staying down here 24/7 and starving your self isn't going to bring me back, for once take his advice. It's surprisingly a smart one.
Robin chuckled and shook his head, "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm just worried; we nearly lost you there for a second moment in time Raven. What happened? Who did this to you?"
For a second Robin saw her physically frown, but shrugged it off as the feeling of forbidding entered his mind. Either something was bothering her, or she unsure to tell. Both, Robin didn't find appealing, so when she didn't give him a straight answer he felt frustrated again, I'll tell you once I'm strong enough to move, I promise. Just trust me Robin to even think about it gives me stress.
Squeezing her hand gently he let her feel his aura wrap around her protectively as he closed his eyes and concentrated on their bond, the one he knew she was using to talk to him with. He felt her sigh and relax as he brought her hand up to kiss it tenderly he put it down and brushed her forehead, "I do trust you Raven, I just wish I was there to protect you."
She chuckled again in his mind as he felt her slowly fade away from it, You can't always be there for me Robin.
"But I can try."
Once he was sure she had gone from his mind he leaned down to kiss her forehead then turned and walked out the door with some closure that she was really all right. Shaking his head he walked down the hall letting his thoughts wonder back to suspicion, Why wouldn't Raven tell me right then and there? She wasn't that weak, hell she was communicating with me in the mind. Any form of communication takes power, what would get her to hesitate and wait it off. Okay the up side is she didn't lie to me – I think – and she's not hiding anything big from me – okay that I don't know.
With a growl Robin scratched his head and ruffled his hair messily, Damn this woman, she's gonna' kill me one of these days, he couldn't help a smile at that last thought. She wasn't entirely like Starfire, Starfire her danger were the typical damsel in distress savings. Where Raven comes into play Robin had to literally go through hell just to save her, and every time she was in danger it was the cause of her own undoing. Raven was a girl that you can save from anything but her self.
Calming himself down Robin entered the main room where it was officially 6 in the evening, Cyborg was already cooking up some spaghetti, Beast Boy his tofu and the argument commenced. This time around though Aqualad stayed out of it, preferring to talk to Starfire and her home planet and comparing it to Atlantis. Speedy was with Bumblebee watching and laughing at the arguing "chiefs". While – Robin narrowed his eyes in dismay – Rorex sat on the couch letting Francesca watch cartoons.
As if he felt Robin's eyes on him, he turned to lock mask with amber gold eyes. Who the hell – as a human – has gold eyes? No one that's for sure, breaking his gaze to look over at Beast Boy who threw a tofu at Cyborg Robin knew he had to break the fight up before a food war of the century started.
On the couch, being short and slouched Francesca looked up to her low growling brother, in a low whisper she said, "You still haven't spoken to Raven, remember Speedy can only –"
"I know, I know," Rorex glared and turned back to watch some coyote get thrown off some cliff then plunge to his death with an anvil to crush him flat. No wonder kids always get hurt, cartoon violence, "But how can I even get within a yard of her when chuckle's around guarding her like a freakin' bulldog."
Francesca pushed her self up and winked at her brother, "Leave that to me, you'll know your cue when it comes."
Rorex glared at his ever conniving little sister, swearing black and blue that the girl was even more devious then he was. Don't let the hi-I'm-Francesca-innocent-little-girl-wanna'-play look get you, she could pull the cloth from under the table and still leave the dishes in tact and she was going to work her magic. Jumping over the side of the couch Rorex watched her carefully as she strolled across the room to where Mas and Menos sat having a conversation in Spanish.
Sitting with them she began to tune into their conversation occasionally adding her two cents worth seeming to have a perfectly innocent conversation and Rorex was convinced that was just it. Until she laughed and jumped off the couch leaving the two Spanish twins to shrug in confusion, Rorex glared, What are you up to ya little thorn on my side.
Coming back to him she jumped the couch and continued the watch her cartoons with an all knowing smirk playing at her face, "Alright ya little zit, spill, what are you up to?"
Looking up to him she gave him the sweetest smile and the most innocent face, which he knew to be the face of evil, "Don't worry, I gotcha covered, tomorrow you can have all the time in the world with Raven."
"And why?" he pressed wanting to know everything she was up to, she shrugged and looked over the couch to see if everyone was distracted she sat back and continued to pretend to watch TV as she sang a song. Told him her plain as a manner of speaking.
"Well, if Mas and Menos are right and Robin showers with his mask on only on weekends – oh wouldn't you know it's Sunday – then that gives me the time to sneak in his room snag his extra masks anywhere and everywhere. Once he falls asleep I'll take the mask he wears off and that'll keep him locked in his room for the whole day tomorrow. Paranoid freak." Francesca snickered and Rorex nodded, Robin was paranoid without his mask, it was like a sacred religion, but he wasn't an idiot like most in the room. He was probably the lightest sleeper here.
"It sounds like a winner, but Robin's not exactly Speedy, he'll wake when he knows something's wrong."
That was when she showed more of her brilliance and out of her pocket she took out a vile with green liquid inside, Rorex gaped and stared down at his sister in shock and scold, "Francesca, are you crazy? Where did you get that?"
She shrugged nonchalantly and put the vile away, "The Underground infirmary holds fridges of'em, since this is the hunt then a lot of devils are injured and you know we heal faster when we sleep and many are prone to the night. So they take the vile, I took one just incase you ever got hurt, but it looks like I'll be using it for a much more playful cause."
Rorex glared and shook his head, with a sigh he glanced back at the simmering feuds and saw Robin shake his head and plop down in a set next to Starfire. They once again locked in a heated gaze, before Cyborg started to dish out the food. Francesca jumped at the mention of food and was immediately at the table. Taking his time to walk around the couch Rorex began to carefully watch his sister as the meal commence.
Although his appetite was stolen do to the looks Robin was giving him, and the wonder how Francesca planned to amuse the crowd by sneaking in the vile. All he had to do was sit and watch as everyone was quite and ate in a peaceful silence. Until he saw Francesca's eye sparkle with mischief, "Hey! You guys wanna' try this cool knew Koolaid I found in the store?"
Starfire smiled widely, "Gladly friend, though I must ask, what is this Kool-aid?"
Francesca gave a look of shock and offence, "What? How long you've been on Earth and you've never tried any koolaid? Girl, you're missin' out! I'll go make it right now!"
Jumping off her seat and going to the kitchen everyone gave Rorex a look especially Speedy who knew when Francesca was being Francesca. Shrugging he watched the small girl behind the counter struggle to stand on the stools and make the "sweet" drink. Moving fast and never stopping she pulled out the vile and poured it into one cup that was Robin's and turned to everyone putting it on the table.
She smiled and passed them out; Speedy stirred the drink with his finger and tasted the green liquid. Rorex looked down at his own and gulped to see the green koolaid. The one thing about he sleeping potion was that it was undetectable by smell and taste seeing as their taste buds were more acute then humans.
Lifting up her cup she help it into the air and announced, "To Friend Raven! To help her recovery soon and well."
Nice one, Rorex thought impressively as Speedy again shot him a suspicious look as everyone cheered Raven's name then down the hatch as Francesca closed her eyes to drink all of hers she opened one to see Robin pull away from his cup after drinking every last drop. An all-knowing smile came to her lips as she put her cup down and sighed refreshed, "Refreshing."
"Joyous friend!" Starfire cheered, "Your choosing of liquids was most pleasurable, you should make more."
Francesca shrugged, "Sorry, but that was all I had, oops excuse me I need to use the rest room! Be right back!"
Watching her speed down the hall Rorex looked back to Robin and saw him yawn and sigh. The potion was working fast, mostly because he drank the whole drink as he shook his head to clear the feeling of drowsiness. Rorex knew it wouldn't work, he took that potions once before and the sucker worked like a charm, gently lolling you to sleep until you couldn't fight it.
Working like the way your natural body falls to sleep the potion just prolonged the waking period. Keeping quite Rorex got up to wash his dish and yawned announcing he was turning in he caught Robin giving him a death glare, but ignored it. The guy was falling faster into exhaustion; even if he wanted to fight he'd have to wait till the next day cause he was out like a light.
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Finding himself in the position Robin was not to long ago, Rorex stood in front of the infirmary; although the barriers were dropped he felt that he couldn't move. The guilt inside for seeing her in such a weak state killed him. Shaking his head he walked in and grabbed a chair to sit next to her. His eyes trailed to where her injuries lay under the white blanket. A flash pf what it would have looked like caked in blood flew through his eyes. Blinking he looked back up and concentrated on her peaceful face.
You've got some nerve coming in here feeling all guilty, Rorex cringed at the sudden invasion of the mind, it was alien and on instinct he immediately tried to push it out, but Raven was strong. Not only did she keep herself in, but also she soothed, yet like a scolding parent pinned him with a firm hold, Rorex huh? Is that you're real name or another alias?
She sounded, no he could feel her hurt and if he wasn't so new to this he could have swore he heard her voice quiver and chock. Was she … ? Looking to her face he got up to get a better look and saw that her eyes were clenching shut trying hard to stop a single tear to fall.
Oh … no.
She was crying and he was the cause, if it was one thing that bothered Rorex the most it was when girls cried, not that he was insensitive, but he hated it when they did. It made him feel that in a way he failed … and for her he did. He told her she could trust him and he let her down, "I'm sorry."
Reaching a hand to wipe the tear away she flinched visibly and stabbed warningly into his mind, Don't touch me … do you have any idea the shit you've just put me through? I'm lying in this bed like a pathetic helpless ditz, and Robin wants to know what's going on. The position you put me in is critical in all sense of the word… but I guess it's my fault for ever allowing you into my room in the first place. What are doing here any ways?
Taking a deep breath and going against her word he went a head and wiped the tear from her cheek then cupped her face with that one hand showing her for all his worth he was so sorry. "You wanted answers to my showing, well I'm gonna' give it to you. That is if you still hate me and want me to leave."
She gave a tired sigh and relaxed her tense body, letting her head fall into his hand she thought weakly and hesitantly, I don't hate you … but you're giving me every reason to. Lying goes against all my morals, and you force me to break every one of them … so tell me, please, what's going on?
Rorex took a deep breath and slid his hand from her face back to his body and leaned on her bed as he sat once again. Laying his head on her comforter he let his mind wander before starting his explanation, "Well … as you know … I caught you in the middle of a hunt for my race."
Yes … she urged him to continue and he did so slowly.
"… The angel that nearly killed you was Sirus Malchoraz son to Maurice Malchoraz and brother to Malthenor Malchoraz. A bloodline generation passed from … the warlock Malchior the one that was trapped in the book … the book that the leader to the hunters is after, my heritage, the Nol Verses. My family was suppose to be guarding the book from the Malchoraz Clan, but was lost. I never knew you had it … if you haven't guessed by now from my name I'm from Rorek's bloodline, Rorex NoLincous, Francesca NoLincous … and I'm sorry I got you in the middle of it all. I really am Raven."
Silence …
And it wasn't a comfortable one.
Rorex felt for her mind, for anything she may be feeling to the one truth that even for him sounded unbelievable, but it was the truth. Sirus and Malthenor hated his family and vise versa, mostly because of a stupid thousand-year-old feud their ancestors had. To Rorex, he could give a damn, but when Sirus killed his mother, that was it. From then on it was personal to him. Anyone by the name of Malchoraz in Rorex's eyes was a pile of dead corpses; they just didn't know it yet.
If only he could get Raven to understand then maybe she really would help. Closing his eyes the silence was becoming deafening and surprisingly soothing. Or was he just thinking it? With his head on his arms on her bed he loosened his tense body and sighed, "I'm not going to beg … for your forgiveness, Raven … even for a thief I won't trick something like that of you or stoop that low … I know when I've crossed that fine line, and I won't make the same mistake again. Just … be merciful and know that I never meant to hurt you, never. If I could, I would, I should, but I can't go back in time and save you. Not even chuckles no matter how much he thinks he can … he's just a devil."
Before he knew it his mind wandered to far and his jabbering ended right when his mouth closed he was out like a light. Leaving Raven to gulp and weakly lift a hand up to place it over his head. He purred and pushed up against it, turning so she could rest it on his cheek she let it and sighed, What the hell have I gotten myself into?
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