Schwenk walked into Lion-O's ship "Where now?"
"To the brig with you. Once Myra has regained her health she will join you"
"The brig...but..."
"Brig now!"
"OK, OK...you'll have to carry me there though, I've never been here before!"
"Bengali show him" Bengali nodded and lead Schwenk to the brig.
"Thanks Benny"
"Whatever" he said securing him inside and walking off.
Shula paced up and down, he approached Lion-O. "I want to interrogate him!" he said bluntly.
"You mean eat him!" Lion-O replied flatly, laying Myra down.
"So what if I did... can't say you are particularly happy with Schwenk version 1.1 are you?"
"I don't care about him...I am concerned about you in all honestly, and your welcome"
"Concerned about me...why?"
"I know what is like to lose people you love. I don't to see another thunderian lost to anger and hate like Myra was"
"If that's all Lion-O I appear to have some Schwenk to digest...at least I think I still do!" he said, looking puzzled.
Lion-O couldn't help but laugh a little. "Just get some rest. Enjoy your memories. Don't let him destroy them any longer…then you have beaten him. Please don't disappoint me any longer."
"He'll probably give me indigestion too!" he scowled as he headed to his bed.
Lion-O shook his head. He looked to Myra, whom was still out cold. "Myra…what have you done?"
Schwenk padded up and down his cell. Originally the idea that he was going to turn himself in seemed noble...now it seemed plain stupid. "Oi! Benny, you can at least get me some food and drink...my pint got spilled in the Inn!"
"Looks like that guardian couldn't do anything about your manner huh?"
"I'm sorry Bengali!" Schwenk offered. "Whilst you're at it, come in a pull up a seat...let's chat. You see that's the problem, because we never talk about these things, our differences can never be resolved."
"That's because you want to kill instead"
"That's not true...I could have killed you when you were out cold, but I didn't!" Schwenk "C'mon Bengali, can't we at least talk?"
Bengali snorted. He sat down on a stool. "What?"
"See, that's better isn't it...we're on talking terms...you're not trying to rip my head off. That's called 'progress' where I'm from!"
"Cute" Bengali growled.
"Oh come on Benny! I'm really trying here. Look, I know that my past is horrible...I'm not proud you know...I'm trying to make amends, I really am...but I'm just going to come up against hostility again and again." he paused. "I did not rape her Bengali, I've no reason to lie to you. I just want you to know because I know how much that idea upset you…please Bengali...I'm telling the truth." he placed a comforting hand on Bengali's knee.
Bengali grabbed Schwenk's hand and pulled him forward, smacking Schwenk's face against the cold bars of the cell. "Don't think because you have bring brought back you are a saint!" he spat, throwing back his arm, and stood up, folding his own arms, not wanting to say much else.
"Funny you should say that. I'm guessing that's why you find it hard to talk to me...I'd find it hard talking to God as well" he smiled warmly at Bengali, rubbing his face.
Bengali growled back.
"Well, it must be true. I died...then your ancient spirits in their infinite wisdom decided to resurrect me and here I am, a product of that wisdom...I guess that makes me a God... perhaps their plan is to let me rule over all Thunderians. Hmmm, makes you think, huh?"
"I am even going to entertain you with that" he replied.
"Who knows...maybe you'd like to pray to me and I'll let you know" he giggled.
"Schwenk is this not a laughing matter. Whatever their reason they gave you life. I think it's more Myra's emotional misjudgment then anything else. But I know how it works. if you abuse what they given you then they can just as easily take it away."
"Who says I'm abusing it...you don't sound a believer...maybe I should smite you" Schwenk laughed again. "Bow down to your God...cat!" Schwenk boomed as he pointed at Bengali.
He muttered something under his breath, shaking his head. "You don't understand what you have been given." he said walking away.
Myra head was heavy as she was lead in the cell by Bengali. She only had just woken up after hours of being out cold. "You and Schwenk in here over night" Bengali said, as Myra walked in and slumped on a bench. " Then we decide what happens next tomorrow," he said. He re-activated the cells and walked away before anyone could protest.
"Hey stripey! What's the big idea, why is Myra in here?"
"They didn't know what else to do. To protect us from anyone and them from us they deemed safe for us to be inhere over night" Myra answered.
"That's outrageous... you've done nothing wrong! I'll see to it that you are released straight away! HEY...BENGALI YOU STRIPEY SHIT!" Schwenk bellowed
"Just save it Schwenk"
"It's not fair though...Myra...after all you've been through. I've got to make sure you are protected at all times. They can't treat you like a criminal"
"I resurrected a war criminal Schwenk. I am in the same boat as you," she said.
"No! No...I forced you... they'd certainly believe that"
"Look I know the risks Involved, and I will take responsibility for them"
"But Myra..." Schwenk replied unhappily
"Just stop," she said.
"I'm meant... to help" he said miserably
"Its my problem"
"I've let you down...again!" he shook his head
"Schwenk please stop. I don't want to hear it now. We will be fine we will figure out a way to get out of this, but now I just want to here for now not for past and future"
Schwenk remained sullen for a few moments "Thanks... for saving my life!" he smiled weakly
"Your welcome I guess. You would do the same for me if you could"
"Not much chance of that... I'm no magician"
"Nor I" She replied. " It is the guardian you should be thankful for I summoned them they could decided to not bring you back. "
"I have a purpose...it's hard to believe, but there you go!"
Myra eyes widened. "So Schwenk, What did they tell you?" She said, folding her arms.
"I'm to protect you!"
"Protect me?"
"You are the last Summoner...you are to be protected, that's why I'm still here...in one piece too"
Myra nodded thoughtfully. "Looks like you're my bodyguard"
"Not much of a bodyguard so far though!"
"I am just glad you didn't leave"
"Where would I go? You've got the keys to your ship and I had Lion-O and Bengali giving me an 'escort'!"
"I didn't that type of leave numpty" she sighed. "I meant leave," she said pointing upwards.
"Oh... oh I see. Well, I was well on my way"
"I know. I thought you already had gone," she said.
Schwenk pondered this too. "Shula doesn't mess about"
"I know. I tried to stop it, I just." Myra couldn't finish the sentence, and just shook her head instead.
"It's not your fault Myra... nothing would have stopped him...I had it coming I guess"
"Doesn't make me feel better," she said quietly looking ahead.
"It wouldn't... although I'm alive now...the Guardians have seen fit to leave all those memories for me to dwell on...and the pain"
"I know. The Guardians cant and will not fix everything Schwenk" she said, bringing her knees up to her chest, wrapping arms around them.
Schwenk placed his arm around her shoulders. "I don't mind... the pain will remind me why I had this happen, why I shot Shula...the reality of pain is the reality of... us"
Myra rested her head on him, and smiled a little.
"What will happen to me?"
"I don't know" Myra replied.
"It doesn't look good though" he shook his head slowly. "I think I'm for the chop"
"And me possibly"
"It's us against the world! Literally"
"So be it"
"You have such awesome powers...you should put them to good use!"
Myra struggled to sit up, wincing in pain. "Like what?"
"I don't know...you've obviously been given a great gift...you could be a leader of your kind"
"No thank you" Myra laughed. "That's Lion-O's job. Summoners are here to protect the lord and his people not rule them. And that was back in the day when you didn't have to worry if next you summon it could be you last" she said breathing sharply.
"Yes...but if the people know who you are...you could be a great Spiritual Leader. Lion-O cannot fill that role"
"I am not a spiritual leader Schwenk. I am just Myra. I just about control what I can summon let alone rule a whole race. I am not going to overthrow anyone"
"Certainly not...spiritual leaders work with the leaders...it's what the Guardians have planned for you" he nodded his head to emphasize the point.
Myra sighed. She just couldn't be bothered with all. She just wanted what was decided in the beginning. Even though she may not of felt strongly about it back then as she did now. "I don't know Schwenk…. I like things to be simple, however ironic that sounds"
"But we will be together...but this way you help thousands, maybe more and...and. I can finally atone for all the evil I've committed"
"We have to wait and see what Lion-O says." Myra sighed. So much for the family secret...
"Talking bout the great Lord...here he comes" Schwenk pointed to Lion-O who was approaching. Lion-O approached the cell and sat down and looked at the pair.
"I don't know really to start" he sighed.
"You can't? That's rich...we're the ones sitting in this bloody cell" Schwenk said sourly.
"And gee, why do think that is?" Lion-O shot back.
Myra said nothing. She just looked ahead instead.
"You're the one full of answers... please, indulge us!" Schwenk spat.
"Now is not the time to be Schwenk. You are lucky I didn't let Shula question you two!"
"Oh...well thank you Mr. Big!" Schwenk replied sarcastically "not the time... my arse!"
"Schwenk, not now" Myra said.
"There's never a good time for this Myra," he said tenderly
Lion-O stood up. "Myra I am very disappointed in you. I understood your reasons, your father told me. But that does not excuse you harboring a mass murder among us. Lying to us, putting everyone at risk! Breaking every code of Thundera! You must be the first Summoner in our Thunderian history that has done so! What if he went against you and killed you too huh? Jaxx wouldn't be happy along with your family, which I now have to tell them what's happened."
Myra lowered her head and sobbed a little at the mention of Jaxx.
"Shut the fuck up...Lord of the Thundercats...stop being such an insensitive shit! How dare you preach to Myra the rights and wrongs of HER choice. She made them for the right decisions, after all, the Guardians brought me back to life...or are you going to wag your finger at them too. Jackass!"
Lion-O roared at Schwenk, making the bars of the cell rattle. "You obviously don't know the whole story then. Myra you lied to him too?"
"That's right. Stand there and decree what's right and wrong. Anyone can wave a little sword around and say 'look at me I'm the best!' but when it comes to knowing people deep down...you're useless! If you're the big man, come in here and teach me what's what! Fucking moron! You're pathetic. I might be a mass murderer, but I understand people and I'm true to that...al you're good for is being the scolding mother 'don't do that... don't do this... do as I say...I've got a shiny sword!" Schwenk laughed and sneered at the increasingly angry Lion-O.
"Schwenk stop it!" Myra shouted with a roar.
Schwenk looked shocked. "But Myra...this fucking moron needs telling!"
"He doesn't need telling anything" she shot back. "Just leave it with the dry humor." she got up and limped to the corner of the cell and huddled to herself in the corner.
Schwenk shot at Lion-O "See, that's what you do best isn't it! She's your friend and this is how you treat her... no wonder she chose a mass murderer over the puritanical fairy!"
Lion-O shook his head and sighed. "When she decides to let you in on the truth lets see if I am still a fairy" he said walking away. "We will speak again tomorrow" he left the cells and Schwenk and Myra to themselves.
Schwenk sat next to Myra, confused. "What a jerk. What does he mean by you lying to me anyway...and the 'truth'. Is he spouting shit again?"
Myra buried her face in her hands. This has all gone wrong. This shouldn't have happened.
"Myra? What's the matter?"
"I do. It's just. By the eye I can't even get the words out" she hissed, not looking at him.
"C'mon Myra... it can't be that bad" Schwenk placed his hand on her shoulder.
"It is, " she said shrugging him off and walking to the opposite end of the cell.
"Come on Myra... tell me... maybe I can help" Schwenk followed Myra and turned her to face him.
Myra looked down. She didn't say anything… She couldn't. Should she tell him now?
"I'm not going anywhere...something is bothering you. Tell me, a problem shared is a problem halved"
"Not this problem. You will most probably kill me where I stand if I shared my worries. I wouldn't mind either right now." she said glumly.
"What? Myra... I would never harm you... you know that!" Schwenk thought for a moment "Look, I understand if it's too hard, maybe if I was your parents it'd be easier...or, if I was Jaxx" Schwenk said.
Myra growled.
"What...what did I say?" Schwenk looked somewhat alarmed. "I'm sorry, but, but... c'mon Myra, Jaxx is dead...you got to let go sometime. I'm here to help you, like he would have"
She clenched her fists, trying hard to keep it in, her head still down.
"It was a shame he died...but you know... maybe over time you become a better person for struggling without him... eh, just think, you wouldn't have met me" Schwenk winked, seeing the color return to Myra's face.
In a flash backed him up against the back wall of the cell. Her eyes where alive with pain and anger and confusion. "That's just it isn't it! This is all because of you. Jaxx, everything!" she shouted.
"Uh.uh... what is? Erm... Myra...you're hurting me now"
"Not like the way your hurt me Schwenk, not at all!" she said, putting her hands on the wall on either side of his head.
"Myra...you're not making any sense! Now... try to calm down, dear" Schwenk started to worry.
"You really don't recognize me do you? Two years ago? At the Sabian outpost?"
Schwenk started thinking. "Two years ago...Sabian outpost..." I think you're mistaking me for someone else Myra" he gulped, he didn't like where this was heading. There was an unshakeable, nagging feeling in his head.
"Oh no, you made certain of that back then. Whats the matter, killed so much that year you cant count?"
"Myra... please...I...I...Oh shit...it's you... I never realized...erm...erm...LION-O! Get me out of here!" Schwenk bellowed.
"Why? Why did you smoother it in my face?" she said tears streaming down her face. "You killed him and that wasn't enough. You spread him around knowing I was watching pointing and laughing at me the whole time, frustrated you get to me too because Jaxx locked me in the ship to keep me safe?"
"No Myra, No! I swear it wasn't like that!" Schwenk tried ducking under Myra's arms to get help.
"What is it like then huh? It seemed soo much fun, we had never crossed paths before! I don't understand!" she shouted, putting him back against the wall.
"I...I...can't explain... please Myra, it was such a long time ago! Lion-O...Bengali... help me" Schwenk was worried that this grief stricken tigress was about to have payback.
"Don't worry about me then, its ok. You have had your worth out of me, yeah sure you can't explain a simple thing!"
"But Myra... I can't explain what happened...it was just another..." Schwenk stopped himself just in time.
"Another what? WHAT?"
"No Myra... don't do this...please!"
"WHAT? ANOTHER WHAT?"
Schwenk was trembling and started crying. "Just...another...dead cat" he whispered.
Myra lowered her head, and let out a low sob. Just another dead cat. She looked up at him. And she leaned in closer. She could feel his breath on her face, and fact that he will never more than likely, willingly get close this to her sent a sharp pain through her stomach. "You know 6 months ago I wouldn't hesitated of snapping you like a twig. I was going to kill you like you killed Jaxx, fuck you life up like you fucked mine, and so many others " she sighed, brushing some of his hair out of his face. She sighed deeply. "…. I cant…" She whispered, She then turned around and sat of the edge of the bench, she now felt alone. At least Schwenk took some of that away.
Schwenk stood alone, drained. "Than...that's it...I thought you'd want to kill me" he said softly.
Myra looked helplessly at the bars of the cell. She wanted to tell him for the first time how she actually felt.
"I...I..." she couldn't get the words out. She just sobbed, angry with herself.
"Why keep me alive all this time, it doesn't make sense...it's perverse. I even died...and you brought me back to life...why? Is this a game to you? Perhaps I deserve this I suppose, to be toyed with for evermore...how you going to kill me Myra? Slowly, painfully...please...just get it over with, then everyone can move on!"
Myra stood up and held on to the bars tightly. "I...cant... This has never been a game to me Schwenk…. Oh god far from it…I…Its just acted on emotions…I never meant to this
The way it happened…."
"Why? To torment me some more? This is all a trick isn't it! Lion-O...please, move me to another cell" Schwenk was utterly convinced Myra was about to kill him, as he had killed Jaxx.
"No it isn't that...I don't' want revenge from you anymore…Jaxx would never want me to go down road I realize that now" she said.
Schwenk stood silently. "Why the hell not?"
Myra sighed…She couldn't say why, the words couldn't come out…"I. I..."
"Well, spit it out! Lion-O for fucks sake, where the hell are you! " Schwenk shouted
Myra gripped the bars in frustration. "I… am too much involved now…" she said. She didn't want to say it, but she had to regardless of the outcome, not matter how strange this whole thing has become. Ironically he taught her to somewhat love again after taking her first love from her. This whole thing is a one hell of a mess from which She didn't know how to get out off. But one is for certain, she deny her heart any longer, no matter how wrong it felt.
"What are you trying to say Myra...care too involved about what? Try to make some sense, I haven't got much time to live and I really don't want to spend my final hours in a cell trying to work out riddles" he slumped back down on the bench at the opposite end to Myra, giving up the chance of Lion-O ending his misery.
"With you...I love you…Jaga I wish I didn't…. but I do, and I don't understand why…" she said quietly.
"What? No...no, you are mad! Firstly, I'm a war criminal and I stand for everything you hate and secondly and most importantly I killed Jaxx, I killed him in front of you, I killed him in front of you and taunted you! As soon as you told me I was expecting you to kill me, or at least try...I can't handle this... it's SO wrong. You think the Thundercats are upset now... this will come as a surprise I'm sure. What's the point of loving me anyway, I'm pretty much condemned!"
Myra buried her face in her hands. "I know... I didn't ask for this…what battle do you think I am going through inside…" she sobbed. "I should never of told you"
"I suppose it's better in the open...you would be better killing me Myra, I think that you and the guardians have made a BIG mistake with me!"
"Maybe so…I think I know why I summoned. I got the same when I lost Jaxx, I had to save him…it was like I was teleported back two years in the past…" Myra said quietly.
"The guardians made a huge mistake with choosing their Summoner. I should give my life for the things I have done…"
"What future have we got together?"
"I don't know… I would imagine you are loving this right now"
"WHAT! How can you say that" Schwenk roared, "What part of this nightmare would I be loving right now?" Schwenk strode over to Myra "Tell me! Tell me what I'm loving about this Myra!"
"Oh come on…you win again…you have beaten me too, I must be another dead cat now!"
Schwenk slapped Myra hard across the face...he was full of rage "How dare you! Did I ask for this? Did I plan this...oh, of course...I forgot... Myra loves the 'little innocent victim' role doesn't she!"?
Myra shot him an evil look, and slapped him back. "Why are you angry with me? What I do to deserve this? Did I plan this to happen? I am being truthful with you, I get slapped in the face literally," she shouted.
"You DID plan it though... from the first moment you met me...you knew who I was then the decisiveness began, the plotting the planning...you did plan this Myra and now your little scheme has jumped up and bitten you on the arse!" Schwenk grabbed Myra's shoulders and shook her "Why am I angry... why do you think? You've played me for the fool and now you're the victim...you've engineered this for...for... SO long!"
"Yes I planned that much. Wouldn't you after what you put me through? I wanted to fuck you over like you did to me. I wanted you to suffer like I have suffered for soo long! Or you just pissed that one of you past killings, has come back to haunt you? I don't care. I don't care what you think of me, you can hate me, kill me or whatever, but I don't really care anymore... you know, I welcome it."
Lion-O came running back to the cell, hearing the commotion. "What on Thundera is going on here?" he demanded.
"Fuck off boy!" Schwenk spat "Myra, you've opened up a royal can of worms here...toying with my life and my emotions... I suppose that was just to hook me I guess...neat trick, real cute!"
"Myra?"
Myra spun around not noticing him. "Its ok Lion-O, I am fine"
"I told you Lion-O. Fuck off!" Schwenk slammed his fists into the bars that Lion-O was standing the other side of. "This is none of your fucking business! Now fuck off!" he seethed.
Lion-O gave Myra a look. If this gets violent you're getting separated. Whatever it is, I don't care. Just sort it out," he said walking away, shutting the door behind him.
"Fuck you! I'll do whatever I like to her and it's none of your business freak! Who put us in the same cell in the first place? Dick!"
Myra looked round to Schwenk. "It was not a cute trick. I wouldn't have done that... that's when it all changed" she admitted, ready for more painful comments from him.
"Oh please" Schwenk said wearily "Well, I couldn't have planned a torture like this for any of my enemies." he grabbed Myra's top and pushed her up against the wall. "I bet Lion-O won't come back anyway, he's full of shit. Hah, if I tried to make love to you now I'd be done for rape! You've worked this so well Myra," he laughed quietly.
Myra sobbed again, and she pushed him angrily back, sending him against the opposite wall. "I…." she shook her head. She wouldn't say a thing. "You hate me that much huh?"
"I don't know Myra...I feel dead inside right now... how do you think I'd feel?" he sat on the bench again "See! Said Lion-O wouldn't come back!
"I don't care if he came back," she muttered.
"I need time Myra!"
"We don't have time I am afraid"
"Well...it's what I need. I recently died amongst other things...this has been a strange day. I know find out I've been trying to get in the knickers of a victims bird...oh, and I'm in prison... I... NEED...time!"
Myra rubbed her eyes. "Fine, take all the time you need. I am getting out here as soon as I can" she said laying back on the bench staring at the ceiling.
"To go where?" Schwenk laughed
"Anywhere away from this. I have no life here now. I have lost more then I bargained for, ...so who knows where ever the stars take me. I am used to being on my own. I can do it again and you laugh all you want "
"So...you're not prepared for me to think this through? I find that strange, seeing as you gambled everything!"
Myra sighed. "I want to…but I am in the same boat as you know. I am too involved. I have my own neck to think about. Plus I think you have given me a fair idea what your choice will be" she sighed. "So I would think fast. " she suggested.
"You know what I'm going to decide? Oh, that's OK, maybe you can tell me then"
"I am going by how you have responded so far…you slammed against the wall, slapped me, and screamed at me for last hour! I think that has given me some form inclining"
"and you can't possibly think why?"
Myra shrugged. "well yes, but you don't seem to understand why yet…"
"you are so judgmental. I am assuming you'll leave me to my fate then?"
"If you want me to go"
"When did I say that?"
"you didn't have too" she said quietly.
"You're now the expert on non-verbal communication I suppose! It seems that sometimes I have to say something for you to process, then at other times I don't need to!"
A tear fell down Myra's face, She shook her head.
"so...when will you be saying 'goodbye' then?" he asked without looking at her.
"I don't know.." she started. "I don't want to cause more upset"
"Try to say something like that without causing upset Myra...see where you get."
Myra brought her knees up and rested her chin on top.
"Fuck off…"she muttered, sick of his stinging words.
"Please Myra...I said give me time...I haven't said 'yes' or 'no', I've said let me work all this out"
"Ok.." she just hugged herself as if she was cold.
Schwenk sat in silence for what seemed forever, wrestling endlessly with his doubts. He was so confused, but he couldn't work out why he felt the injured party. Myra had lost more than he ever would. Maybe the Guardians knew what was waiting for him, maybe it was their plan. He could no longer think of life without Myra anymore, the fact she was prepared to share it with him was more humbling than he could believe. He didn't know what to say, so he said the first thing that entered his mind.
"I hate Lion-O!" he mumbled.
Myra looked up. "Why?"
"Why not? Look at him, struts around like he's god, preaches about everything. He's good looking and fit and that's not fair...I hit you and he did nothing, I put you up against the wall and he did nothing...he put you in the same cell as me knowing that I was a mass murderer and that you could possibly kill me. Why should I like him...oh, and the best bit of all...he is SO easy to wind up too" he grinned slightly.
"I am sure there is a method to his madness. he maybe knew what was going on a wanted it sorting out for mine or even maybe your benefit." she smiled weakly.
"I don't think he wants me to be with you...now come on, how likely is that?"
"One thing about him. He doesn't seem to judge when it comes down that department for some reason. I don't know. He a good man…try not to judge him too harshly"
"I promised I wouldn't kill anymore, please don't take all my fun away...at least let me taunt them occasionally, after all, they look a bit out of practice on the 'bad guy' front"
Myra laughed a little.
"Here...watch this!" Schwenk got out a small piece of wire from his jacket lining "hah, they never check that...that's just sloppy!" he poked it into the lock and started wriggling it around. "Don't worry, I can't pick locks , but they don't know that, they must be watching somewhere" he smiled at Myra.
Myra shook her head.
Myra stood up and stood behind him. She breathed nervously as his smell worked its way through her.
Lion-O came back walking to the cell doors. "I am not doing this all night." he muttered.
Schwenk pulled his hands back in the cell still holding the piece of wire "Oh damn Myra, we've been caught!" Schwenk said in mock tones. "It only took...well, for bloody ever actually. You are such amateurs!"
Lion-O folded his arms and sighed. "This is your last warning. I am not doing this all night." he spluttered. "I would get some sleep if I was you" he said turning to leave.
"If you want the wire...come and get it. If not, I'm going be doing this sort of thing all night...after all, I've got nothing better to do!" he laughed at Lion-O's toothless response.
"Fine! I'll assume you want no sleep either!" Schwenk brandished the piece of wire and smiled.
"Goodnight Schwenk" Lion-O said walking out, knowing its going to take him all night to try get through with that pitiful wire.
"Knew you didn't have the balls to try tangling with me...that's why you got Shula to do your work for you! Lousy leader you are, without your sword you're nothing!" he sneered and he put the wire back in the lock and started fiddling again.
"Come on Schwenk" Myra laughed. "I think you have wound him up enough for one night"
"No...there's no limit...after all, even I would make a better leader than him! Isn't that so gutless! Oh sorry, Whiny-O" he laughed at him again as he kept fiddling with the lock.
"He has gone now Schwenk, you can stop now" Myra pointed out standing behind him.
"Bastard!"
Myra laughed shaking her head. "Feel better now?"
"Not really, he didn't react...now if that was Bengali or Shula..."
"Just leave for it for tomorrow I am sure you will have plenty of fun" she said laying down one of the benches.
"I spose so...I'm surprised Shula didn't put in an appearance though" he said almost sadly
"Might have made him sick"
"Who...me? Nah, I don't have that effect do I?"
"No comment" Myra said, before she thought about what she said, cupping her mouth afterwards.
"ahhh, I knew the truth was lurking in there somewhere" he replied, pointing at Myra's cupped mouth.
Myra just smiled and looked at the ceiling.
"I always tell the truth!"
"Hmmmm. I'm saying nothing"
Myra looked at Schwenk curiously. "What? I meant at the beginning of this conservation/argument/screaming match"
"As I have already stated...I'm saying nothing" Schwenk decided to wind up Myra now.
She has actually got to know him over the last few months.
"Come on, don't take it out on me because Lion-O wouldn't play"
"Damn you!" Schwenk smiled warmly.
Myra gave a cheeky smile.
Myra leaned back on the bench, thankful that the subject changed a little from what being discussed a while ago. She couldn't help but wonder to her what he was going to do though.
"I need to sleep Myra...I'm physically and mentally shattered...I think you must be too"
Myra looked at Schwenk, and lightly smiled.
"I am truly sorry for everything Myra...I...I don't think I'll ever be able to repay what has happened!"
"So am I" She said. "I shouldn't of done this, or lied to you"
"Who's lied the most! Must be pretty close I'd think"
"Lets call it even for now"
Schwenk smiled. He prodded at the cell bed with his finger "Not exactly the nicest bed I've ever seen" he curled his lip.
Myra smiled. "Well at least you got a bed, I have a wooden bench to contend with, I think this cell was made for one person. Ahh well your bed is what you make it" she sighed.
"In that case, take mine I insist!" Schwenk ushered Myra to the bed. "I'm used to sleeping in a cave, so this must be an improvement!"
"I don't mind, I think you would appreciate it more then me!" she insisted.
"Don't argue!"
Myra folded her arms defiantly. here we go…
"Don't make me put you on that bed, don't want Cranky-O coming here is a strop now do we?"
"Don't threaten me, they don't wash anymore!" she challenged.
"Last chance...get your butt on that bed or there will be trouble...Schwenk style!" he jabbed is finger at Myra.
"Ooh I am scared!" she said with laugh.
Schwenk grabbed Myra gently and lifted her off the floor, then unceremoniously dumped her on the bed. "Bad Kitty!" Schwenk scolded.
A low growl emitted from Myra as he grabbed her. She grabbed him by the belt and dragged him on the bed himself. "Bad monkey"
"Hey! Racist cow!"
"Hey Your a fine one to talk!"
"Right...so we're both going to sleep on the floor...well, that's fine state of affairs I must say...you're the woman, you should take the bed!"
"Whatever. I just thought you would appreciate more then me, considering you have been sleeping in a cave"
"No...you sleep on the bed! Now!" Schwenk ordered as he pushed her to the bed again.
"Don't push me around Schwenk.." she warned with a smile.
"Awww, you like it...I know!"
"Oh do you now?"
"Yep" Schwenk said curling up on the floor, his jacket for a pillow "G'night my dear"
Myra threw a pillow at him. "Goodnight" she said, sitting back on the bed.
Schwenk lay there for a few moments, taking in the hum of the strip lights and the deeper, more pulsing hum of the ships engines. All was quiet. "Myra?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you too" he said softly.
Myra looked round at him at the floor. She smiled a little unsure on what to do.
"I've wanted to tell you that for some time now...it just never seemed right"
Myra rolled over to one side facing him. "It was ironic how our paths met, though isn't it?"
"I feel warm inside...first time in a long time"
"That's what it felt for me too. From the pit of your stomach? which seems, to I dunno get you excited all the time being near them, there breath, smell...touch"
"Come here…"
Myra got up sat down beside him.
"Come on, let's fall asleep together" Schwenk said wearily.
Myra laid down next to him on the floor, snuggling up to him on his side, her arm draped over his torso.
Schwenk snuggled up to Myra, he sniffed her hair and listened to her contented purring. "Oh Myra...why can't we have been two simple fools, looking for love and adventure...why can't they just drop us off somewhere remote and leave us to it?"
"I know" Myra agreed. "That's something we could ask for - exile."
"Exile...I doubt they'd be interested somehow...I think you'll get off lightly though"
"Who knows. if they wont we always go ourselves when we have the chance?"
"What? Escape?"
"Why not? if the are going to send you or both of us to our deaths what else do we have?"
"They won't kill you"
"either way I would be might as well be"
"Hmmm...let's leave this sort of thing till tomorrow...a good nights sleep will do us good!"
"Yeah..."
Myra stirred and groaned as she woke the next morning. She found her arm wrapped round Schwenk's torso and her head was laid on his chest. She glanced up at Schwenk, who was awake already, looking down at her, with his arm around her.
"…..Morning"
"ey oop" He smirked. He stroked some stray hairs out of her face.
"…. What?"
"Just been thinking about stuff…"
"Yeah?"
"This has all gone pear shaped huh?"
"I don't know…I guess"
"At least we had fun over the last five months"
"Yeah…you taught me a lot of things.."
"You too…I guess I really didn't know what I was getting in to…"
"Nor I" Myra weakly laughed.
Schwenk reached down and kissed her gently.
Myra was unsure on what to do. A million and one reasons told her at once why she should stop this now, but they fell on deaf ears this time…She responded, feeling the built up passion spill out between them. They both held on to each other, the kiss growing deeper…it soon stopped when they both heard footsteps.
They glanced at other…Schwenk just gave her one of his cheeky winks.
Myra rolled her eyes.
Bengali marched down to the cells. "Hey sleeping beauties, time to get up" he said.
Schwenk glanced around and saw his favorite white cat standing, looking all officious. "Bout time we had breakfast...I'm starving!" Schwenk yawned and ran his fingers through his fast growing beard
Myra sat up, drawing her mane from her face. "What?" she muttered.
"Well I will hate to tear away your favorite human from you, but Shula and Lion-O would like a chat with him..."
"That's not funny"
"Not meant to be. come on Schwenk, let's go"
"Yeah right, whatever...Now, I'll have orange juice, coffee, bacon, eggs...oh, you might want to write this down stripey, you look like you're new at this"
Bengali ignored his comments, unlocking the door, and taking Schwenk by the arm and removing him from the cell, and locking Myra back in. Myra looked at them through the bars, worried.
"Get your stinking hands off me!" Schwenk struggled. He swung his arm round and caught Bengali with a good punch to the face. For a brief moment it was unclear who was more surprised, Schwenk or Bengali.
Bengali looked back round, his lip bleeding, he could very much rip him to bits right now, he showed his anger by holding on the his arm tightly. He spat the warm blood at Schwenk clothes. "Try that again and see what happens" he growled.
Schwenk winced as Bengali tightened his grip, and amazingly Schwenk found he still had a spare hand. "Hmmm, what's the worst that could happen" he winked and punched Bengali again.
Myra shouted at Schwenk "What are you doing?" she pleaded.
"He's just a bully!" Schwenk replied, he smiled at her.
"Being a stupid human" Bengali said, a bruise forming on his cheek. "Looks like I have a spare hand too..." Bengali leaned back punched him full force back in the face.
"Now move!" he shouted.
Myra cringed as his hand connected with Schwenk's face "Schwenk?" she asked with one eye open.
Schwenk staggered back, he would have fallen over too, but Bengali still had a tight grip of his arm. "Oh, that's prisoner abuse...that's not good" Schwenk threw his fist with all his might and landed his best punch yet. "Not very good at this are you" Schwenk snickered.
Bengali was now losing his patience. "Actually it seems that the prisoner was resisting, so I was forced to disable him to make cooperate" he sneered punching him in the stomach. This time he grabbed Schwenk's over arm and held them both behind his back. "Now move or Shula will fetch you"
"What are you doing you hot head!" Myra shouted, kicking the cell door in anger.
Schwenk winced in pain as Bengali did his very best to tie his arms in a knot. "O, OK...I'm going!" he seethed "Myra...just one thing to note...Schwenk beats Bengali three punches to two" he laughed through his gritted teeth.
Myra grasped on the bars tightly as he watched being led away. "Don't get yourself killed again" she shouted after him.