Spare me the dramatics, please.
Obviously, I am updating. You can stop pressuring me now, thank you. For those of you who were patient and understanding, I thank you with all of my heart and bless you.
Some people just don't understand, while other's do. It is the way of the world.
Thank you also to the fans who have stayed with me, even through these difficult times, and I cannot tell you all how much I appreciated the words o encouragement, advice, and support that I received after I gave news of my mother's passing.
Again, God Bless you. I hope you enjoy.
Something Akin to Fear
Chapter Four
Death Wish
The way she was taken to the Lord's quarters was not exactly fragile. Her supposed executioner had apparently been looking forward to his killing for the night, and since it had not gone as planned, he had taken it out on her. Dragging her down the hall, he had cursed and jerked at her arm, growling when she would stumble against him.
Then, when they had arrived at their destination, he had gruffly thrown her through double doors, slamming them behind him with a vengeance, and leaving her sprawled out on the cold floor blinking in confusion.
So, that is where she currently sits, though she has relocated herself to the cozy little make shift fire place that blazes happily, spreading it's warmth into the room and soaking into her skin, making her relax in content.
Staring into the fire once more, she tilts her head, watching as a thick tendril of red orange flame slithers up into the air, whipping back and forth like a serpents tail, calling her to it. She leans in close, eyes going wide as the hotness sweeps over her face, charming her soul and urging her closer.
Her eyes flutter as her lips part, eyes going out of focus as a hand reaches up, moving closer to the flickering flames, and the pink orb still hanging about her neck, conveniently, begins to swim with an ethereal red color, the two shades twining and dancing within the confines of that jewel.
Then a bang has her jerking away from the flames and her startled eyes dart to the double doors where her brown-haired savior stands, moving through, a servant quickly shutting them behind him. His face is passively sweet, mysterious eyes dancing with a deceiving kindness, a small smile curling his lips in a naturally suave way as he stands a few paces away from her sitting figure.
She blinks a few times, then scrambles to her feet, backing against the wall next to the fire place, noting with slight unease that the wall, even though it is next to the pleasingly warm fire place, is ice cold like the rest of this eerie place.
The unease fades as soon as it comes, however, and she finds herself sighing in relief as she stares at the kind man before her, believing that even though he is the leader of those creatures and one himself, that he is unlike them in their lust for blood and death.
It never occurs to her that he would be the one to initiate that thirst in them.
There is a small silence, and then he speaks, his deep voice comforting and so smooth that she finds herself smiling softly at him, admiration filling her body at his beauty and apparent intelligence, as well as his kindness. So many good qualities in one man.
"Welcome to my home. I apologize for the way my men have treated you. They often find sport in frightening others, though I can assure you that they mean no harm, and very rarely do they actually act upon any of their threats. What, may I ask my beauty, is your name?"
If she hasn't melted fully already, she has now, her heart skipping a beat and throwing itself into her throat as she stares at him starry eyed and awe struck. Kami help me, I think I am in love…
She swallows dryly, watching him in mesmirisation and grins goofily, her voice coming out slurred and in a flirty purr that she has never heard herself use, even with Inu Yasha. "My name is Kagome… You can call me anything you want…"
He seems pleased with this answer and steps closer, until he is merely an arms length away, and she can catch the hint of musky sawdust upon her senses, loving the way it tingles her nose and makes her shiver.
"I am Lord Kavash. You, my lovely, can just call me Kavash." He reaches out with one of his hands, clasping her right one and placing a soft kiss across the back of it, making her lean more against the wall for support as she lets out a breath of air she had not been aware she was holding in.
Kagome is so distracted, however, that as he presses closer to her, his body heat radiating into her skin, she does not see the flicker of movement from his arm, and therefore could not anticipate his next chain of moves.
His free hand clamps around her slender throat in an instant, sweeping that jewel across her chest, and pens her firmly against the wall, his eyes ablaze with a new kind of hunger.
This animalistic gleam is worse than anything she has ever seen and this is perhaps why she reacts for the first time since her abduction with any emotion besides lust, surprise, and amazement.
In her burst of fear and anger, she jerks up her arms and thrust her palms against him with a growl, eyes widening as she begins to struggle.
If he was not surprised before by her actions, then he definitely is as her words slip out from her curled lips vehemently.
"Let me go you blood sucking leech!" She continues to struggle but he goes stone still, red eyes wide and blazing in suppressed rage. His jaw clenches tightly, his chest rumbling in ferocity. "Why you little… Do you wish to die?"
He watches, in fascination, as she lashes out at him, flinging her forehead towards him in an attempt to head butt him. His hold on her throat keeps her safe distance away, though, and she huffs in annoyance.
"Very well." With another flick of his wrist, she is thrown to the floor, her back slamming roughly onto the cave's hard surface, a pained gasp echoing throughout his large chambers as he is on top of her instantly, strattling her hips with a nasty grin on his lips, fangs catching his lower lip evilly.
"Now, pet, you die." She yelps helplessly as he swoops down upon her, fear surging throughout her body as she watches with wide eyes as his jaws open to allow those sharp fangs to extend longer and there is a painful prick in her neck before she blacks out.
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"A mortal born? You changed a mortal born? Have you forgotten that that was banished? What were you thinking! And look! Take a good look at what you have done! Your clan symbols? Have you lost your mind Kavash?"
The enraged voice billows out strongly, rising with each word until he is nearly screaming at the end of his little banter, his angry red eyes glowing softly as he bares his fangs at his lord… his friend.
Who, at the moment, looks utterly bored with the current conversation. He peers at his large bed, tilting his head to the side as his thoughtful eyes rest upon the tanned womanly figure sprawled out over the silk woven sheets. A smile begins to form on his lips.
"Kavash! Are you even paying attention to me?" The tall man clenches his fists, his chocolate hair wild and his sickly pale cheeks flushed with his exasperation. Lord Kavash peers irritably, yet still more bored than anything, from the corner of his eye and sighs dramatically. His monotone answer says it all. "No."
Growling in frustration, the larger man throws his arms into the air, mouth agape in a rather comical way as he shakes that mane of his, looking to the far wall with blank eyes, his voice lowering and deepening even more, leveling to an oddly uncharacteristic calm.
"What do you plan on telling the counsel? And what are you going to do with her until she can get herself under control?"
Lord Kavash peers back at his sleeping beauty, smiling fondly again as his far away voice whispers out to his friend. "I will simply say I took her as my daughter. Every lord needs an heir. And we will train her together, you and I, and she will be the strongest of our kind to ever have been created."
He moves to the bed-side, leaning over to brush a stray thick lock of black hair from her face, his cold lips pressing against her now equally cold cheek, her chest rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep.
"Sleep well, my daughter Kagome, for your training starts as soon as you wake."
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Hope you liked it…. It only took me two days so… I hope nothing is too bad about it. I'm trying to break down this barrier that's between my writing and I. Sorry. Love you all for sticking with me through all my crap.
