Killing Him Softly: Laois Village
by tarskeewee08
Riding through the forested mountains in the noon sun Evangeline looks outside the jeep at the small cottages sprinkled around. Every now and then she would pass small children out front playing or women hanging laundry on their clothes line. She marveled at the simplicity and purity of their lives and the fact she never left that Palace of lies to commune with these people.
"What are you thinking about Van?" John asked watching her in silence for several miles as her hair blew behind her. She was wearing his clothes and looked more fragile to him now in the daylight. He couldn't risk putting her in harms way again.
She turns and smiles sweetly at him. "How beautiful this island and the people are. I will miss it when we go home." she says reaching for his hand.
Taking her hand he kisses it lightly. "Not as beautiful as you."
The man driving shouts something in Greek and they all look up to see a road block at the bottom mountainous road. Laois turns back and looks at them and says something frantic that John doesn't understand.
"John hold on they're going off the road. Christian's men are circling the village" she screams at him. Before John can respond the jeeps lifts and tumbles down the hillside throwing them about. His head jerks painfully back and he looks over to see Evangeline holding on as she bounces in her seat.
The branches of trees start to slap them around the face and arms and he moves over pulling Evangeline to his chest to protect her and incurring most of the force. The Jeep hummer handles the terrain expertly and they carve them a road through the forest mowing down small trees in their path,
Looking back he sees in the
distance two jeeps following them. "Laois we got company!"
Laois
looks back and nods loading his gun. John sees they don't have much
cover if a gunfight ensues and grows more worried about Evangeline.
"What's happening John!" she shouts from his chest. He holds her down and reaches behind him for his .45 to get ready for whatever comes their way. "Don't worry baby I will protect you."
Before she can respond gunfire erupts and John instinctively ducks. He raises the gun and shoots at the jeep gaining on them aiming for the driver. Laois rises in the front passenger seat and sprays gunfire from his assault weapon. John looks up to see that a tire and the driver both take a hit and the jeep flips into a roll throwing one of the men from it then rolling over him.
He hears Evangeline screaming in his chest and his heart aches for her, looking back the second Jeeps swings around trying to come up the right side of them. Laois screams something in his native tongue and their driver hits the brakes turning the wheel to the left spraying dirt and forested debris everywhere. John spits and squints at the dirt coming in the jeep and immediately see that they are going down a hidden from view dirt road. Laois sits down and doesn't bother firing as the jeep behind them gains on them.
"What the hell
are you doing! Fire at them!" John shouts
Laois looks back
laughing. "No need! No need!"
As they go deeper into the forest on the dirt road the jeep with four men starts to open fire on them and John ducks over Evangeline trying to avoid being hit. He doesn't see it but louder gunfire blasts from all around him. Slowly lifting his head men in fatigues from every corner of the forest descend down on the men spraying the truck with gunfire.
John rises slowly and sees the Jeep run into a tree as the passengers are ripped apart by 20 soldiers attacking them at once. Laois cheers and shots something in Greek holding his gun over his head. Looking straight ahead they drive into what looks to be a small village hidden within the forest with crude wooden cottages. People are coming out cheering. Evangeline rises and sees that they are okay her face soaked with tears.
John rubs her head and looks around as people rush to their now stopped Jeep. They are all gawking at them, women, children and teenagers all staring in amazement. Then he realizes it's not them they are staring at but Evangeline.
A woman walks up to Evangeline and many of them part to let her through. She bows and says something to her.
Evangeline
smiles and nods and says something to them.
"Baby what's
going on?" he asked confused.
"I'm their princess. They
think of me as royalty."
John can't believe it. Laois gets out and then extends his hand to Evangeline. She steps out and some of the younger bystanders touch her hair and arms. The older lady takes her by the hand and leads her away and the crowd follows. John jumps out of the jeep to stop them and Laois steps in front of him. "No..."
"What do you mean NO? Where are they taking her?" he asked looking at Evangeline laughing and walking with the woman chatting away.
"They will clean her up and feed her. Trust me McBain she's like the Queen of England to them."
John scowls still not trusting Laois. Looking around he sees how well hidden this village is. The trees are large and branches stretch into each other even preventing them from being spotted from the air.
Laois watches him. "We need to talk."
"We do..."
John says looking back at him.
"Follow me"
John walks behind him down the path, he sees Evangeline disappear in a cottage. He follows Laois into the one across the road. Coming up the wooden steps he enters and sees 3 soldiers manning what looks to be a cb radio and two large computers with tracking maps on the screen. Laois drops his gun belt and throws his other weapon on the table. John puts his gun back in his pants unaware he'd been holding it tightly since the gunfight. Following Laois to the back he sees the glares of the other men and understands it. In order to survive out here visitors are limited and always subject to scrutiny.
Going to
the dark room Laois sits down at the table and John takes a seat in
front of him.
"Agent McBain, I understand you are in love with
the princess."
"I'm in love with Evangeline. She isn't
your princess." he replies looking him in the eye.
"On the
contrary she is, and I need you to get your mind around that in order
for you to understand what is happening to the people of Leros and
why we need her"
John sits back and huffs "I want let you use her for your revolution Laois. I will defend her with my life.
Laois nods and reaches to the counter behind him to retrieve a leather bound folder. John watches as he shuffles through photos and grabs a large glossy throwing it up on the table.
The picture is of two 17 year old twin boys with their arms around each other in a brotherly hug. They are smiling warmly in the camera, both with dark olive skin and wavy black hair. John looks up at Laois and frowns. "Who are these kids?"
"My brothers." He says
looking at him.
"Why are you showing them to me?"
"They are victims of Montego and the experiments on this island. The lobotomy performed on them killed one and left the other wearing a diaper for the rest of his life. I do this for them McBain. I know your pain of having Christina…I mean Evangeline ripped from your life and tortured. I know how driven you are to protect her and make the horrors that man inflicted on her go away. But if you really want to help her then you need to destroy that man, because what he's done to her can't just be undone by your love. He had her for two years McBain and she is in constant danger of him pulling her back to him."
John looks down at the pictures. "She has her memory." He said dryly.
"She does but that doesn't mean she doesn't have her programming. He's crazy about your lady and from what I hear he's already terrorized half this island looking for her. He got to her in your country, plucked her away in the night. He could come for her again when you least expect it. The only way to keep her safe is to destroy him once and for all."
John closes his eyes and swallows. What this man was telling him was tearing at his gut. He had to get Evangeline away and safe, but this animal may never stop pursuing her. He couldn't have her ripped from him again. He wouldn't survive it.
"What do you propose?" he asked weakly.
"Jake…the one you call Christian. He's the key. The man is Laredo's right hand and can get us everything we need to destroy him. The princess is Jakes obsession he's shot men for staring at her too long. He trusts her and would never harm her. Send her back to him. Send her back into that Palace so that we can get Panther."
John rubs his jaw
and sighs. "Send her in and then what? How long before we
strike?"
"24 hours is our timeline. Once she's in and Jake
is on our side he can disarm the security and get rid of the guards
on some errand or another leaving the Palace vulnerable. We can move
and take down the remaining guards and seize Laredo. With the
evidence in Panther your government would be more than willing to
dispose of Laredo secretively and overthrow the monarchy. It's my
people only hope."
"When do you want to do this?" he asked still not sure if he should agree.
"Tomorrow morning we turn her loose. We'll have her contact the Palace and say she escaped. Then we move. I have state of the art equipment and we can track her every move."
Before John could respond a light tap is at the door. Laredo yells for the person to enter. The older woman appears and she smiles at John but speaks to him in Greek.
"She says the princess wants to see you…" Laois says.
John looks at him and then the woman nodding and rises. Before following her out he looks back. "Tomorrow, we move. I will tell Evangeline."
Laois nods "Thank you McBain."
John walks out and the old woman points to the cottage. He walks across the small dirt road and up the stairs. Opening the door he is welcomed by the soft aroma of lit candles and roasted lamb with spices. Closing the door he sees the feast prepared on the table. The entire cottage is cool and darkly lit by candles only. Beyond the table is a room covered by red, yellow and orange beads.
"Evangeline?" he says confused.
She walks out and his breath stops. She's wearing a hip hugging red, purple, blue skirt which appears to be many layers of sheer scarf's that hang to the floor. The matching halter is short and ribbed with sparkling beads of the same color right under her breast. Her hair is up in a ponytail with a blunt cut bang in the front. He looks at her belly button and flat tummy and admires how beautiful she is.
"What is all this?"
She smiles and walks further into the room jingling from the beading hanging around her hips. "They asked me my heart desire and I told them it was you. I told them that you were my Prince and I have been denied you for over two years. I asked that they set the mood for me to win my Princes heart again" she said smiling coming touching his face affectionately. John looks into her eyes mesmerized.
"I can't believe you did this…."
"Stop talking and kiss me" she said bringing his face to hers. Kissing him deeply and rubbing the stubble on his jaw. He slips his arms around her and holds her tightly. She tastes of wine to him and when he breaks away from her he sees she's already poured it. She smiles and takes him by the hand and sits him down. He looks at the table with all the food laid out and his stomach burns with hunger.
Fixing his plate she smiles at him and lays it in front of him. "It's the custom of the traditional people of Leros that when their men return from battles with the gods that their woman prepare them a feast and wash their feet."
John laughs "So you will be washing my feet?"
"That's not all I will be washing" she says smiling and winking. "Now eat up."
He digs in and she goes and puts two large kettles on the gas stove. Walking out of the room she goes into through the beaded door and he wonders what she's doing.
The food is the best he's had since he arrived on this island. He savored the taste of roasted lamb and potatoes with some kind of rice mixed with vegetables. The bread is hard on the outside but soft and steamy in the middle, butter melts as soon as he applies it giving it a sweet rich taste. Closing his eyes and devouring the food he forgets they're in the middle of hell.
She appears retrieving the kettle and going into the room. Then coming out and doing it again for another large one. They way the place looks and feels makes him feel like he is caught up in another time period.
She moves softly but the sway of her hips makes the tiny bells hanging from them jingle and he can't keep his eyes off her. Finally she comes back and surveys his plate smiling.
"Wow…I didn't know you were this hungry!" she says laughing.
He laughs and reaches for her. He just wants to feel her again. She steps back with her hands on her hips. "Your bath awaits." Grabbing his hand she pulls him from the table.
He walks with her into the room and sees a large wooden tub carved into a raised part of the floor to the corner of the room. He looks to his right and sees a soft thick mattress on the floor with a satin maroon and purple colored comforter and large maroon/purple pillows thrown around it.
She grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head. Eyeing his chest she runs her hands across it slowly and then kisses his nipple running her tongue around it. He pulls her face up to his and kisses her but she pulls free and starts to undo his pants. He looks over at the steamy water in the makeshift tub. "Are you seriously going to wash my feet?"
She drops his pants and pulls down his boxers. Looking up at him and slowly rising she smiles "You saved my life. Your love for me rescued me from a life of servitude. Allow me this one indulgence of serving you. Let me show you how much I love you too."
He stands before her silent and she leads him to the tub. Climbing in he goes to sit and she stops him. He watches her lather a large sponge and she does a ritualistic bathing of him as he stands in the tub, squeezing suds and water down his body.
Lifting his feet one at a time cleaning them, bathing his calves' thighs and eventually his buttocks and manhood John is overcome by her seduction. He had never had anything like it and he couldn't believe she knew how to do it.
He wondered what she did for Laredo and if this was their routine. Recalling Laois talk about her programming he swallowed hard. He couldn't allow himself to think of her in that way. When she was done she retrieved a large towel and dried him off, wrapping it around his waist she pulled him over to the mattress on the floor.
John went to it and lay on his back propped up by his elbows. She smiled at him and reached up to her jeweled barrette freeing her hair from its ponytail, it fell down around her face and pass her shoulders. He had to admit he liked the addition of the bang framing her face seductively.
Reaching behind her she undid the scarf halter and exposed her breast to him. He said nothing and admired her body in the dimly reddish glow of the room. She undid clasps on either side of her hips causing the long layered sheer skirt to drop from her hips.
She lowered and crawled on top of him in a feline maneuver forcing him to lay back at her approach. Lowering her face she licks his lower torso up to his breast running her tongue lightly over and around his nipple. Looking up at him while she does this he feels her hand undo his towel and reach for him. He closes his eyes and she massages his already erect penis. Moaning he now feels her nipples brush his chest as her mouth lowers over his.
Her tongue comes in maneuvers in a seductive snakelike move twisting around his tongue making his breath short. He grabs her hair with his left hand forcing her head back and moving his tongue from her mouth to her chin then attacking her neck. She arches her back and releases the hold she has on his penis spreading her legs and now straddling him.
Breaking from his hold she forces him back to the bed with her hand. He looks up at her and smiles as she lifts and grabs him directing him into her. His eyes roll as soon as she slides down on his now throbbing penis and he instinctively grabs her hips.
Evangeline rocks back and forth and he can't believe that he has her again. His overwhelming since of commitment and joy for them being together makes her lovemaking powerful. She places her hands on his chest and lifts up and down on him with quick frantic thrusts and he cries out from pleasure. Opening his eyes he sees her head lowered and her hair prevents him from seeing her face. She bounces in his lap and his toes curl as he now grips the sheet trying to prevent the desperate need to explode underneath her.
Hearing her moaning as loudly as he is his resistance weakens and he lets go inside of her.
Still unaware of his defeat she rocks back and forth on him letting go of her orgasm too. Collapsing to his chest he brings both arms up and squeezes her lovingly. "I love you so much Van."
She pants and can't find her breath. Her hair stuck to her sweat soaked face she struggles to breathe. Rising from his lap gently, she lies next to him and kisses his chest. "I love you too John..."
He looks up at the wooden ceiling and thinks of what Laois wants her to do. How can he send her back to that madman? What if something happens to her? As if reading his mind she runs her hand over his chest. "I want to help these people John. Please let me do this."
He rubs her back and kisses her forehead. "Okay baby…." He says hating himself for agreeing to it. In that moment as she drifted to sleep in his arms he made another vow. Before he took her home he would kill Laredo nice and slow for ever laying a hand on her.
