Hey everyone! I'm back with a chapter, finally!
Anyway I've been sitting on this chapter for a little bit, but I'm finally ready to post this chapter. Alot goes into character design and backstory and a temporary writers didn't help me either. In any case, this thing is ready to go!
There is most definitely a lemon warning for this chapter and once you read, you'll understand why it's there. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and at the bottom I'll explain what I can't explain here.
That should be it for now, so read on!
Late 1997
The Manor
It was Friday night, and everyone was gathered around the big screen TV in the living room. It was a big night for them and for every fan of the hit TV show, League of Warriors. Rocky had set out all the major fixings required for the epic sandwiches and the mini fridge was stocked with all their favorite soft drinks and waters.
The league of Warriors was a live show where the best and most hard-core warriors fought each other for the biggest prize, the honor of sitting in the dragon throne and being declared the Ultimate Warrior…at least until the next upstart challenges you and dethrones you in fair and even combat.
However, all good things must eventually end and for the fans of the live show, this was it. Tonight, was the final showdown and the winner of the final bout would have one last chance to challenge the current 'king' and become the last ultimate warrior for all time.
The final showdown was a big deal and would only be shown on Pay-Per-View and in the main warrior arena. Kimberly had secretly checked and found that they were all sold out, even the cheap seats.
She felt really frustrated about it, but then eventually decided that it just wasn't meant to be. The most she could do, was buy him his favorite food and enjoy the show with him. Though she'd really, really wished she could give him those tickets, she reflected later that this was a good object lesson about not waiting till the last second.
Sensing her frustration, Tommy gently squeezed her waist and kissed the back of her head. Smiling, she returned the kiss, silently let the subject go and retuned her attention to the screen as the announcer stood in the center of the ring with a big smile on his face.
"Before the warriors enter the cage and this final bout begins, we have the pleasure of welcoming a special guest to the arena. As is fitting, we've invited the legendary warrior himself to oversee this final bout. For years he fought in this arena with honor and integrity and never took the cheap shot as so many fighters are wont to do. During his time here, he won a record of 35 bouts before taking the throne from the previous champion. Ever since winning it from Lord Talon, he has never been dethroned, but maybe that will change tonight?" When the audience cheered again, he smiled. "Please, welcome to the arena, The Iron Buffalo, Deiseal!"
As they watched. A tall muscular man with long braided hair walked through the doors and up to the pedestal where the magnificent throne sat. Along with his thick braided hair, he wore a black jean vest with his name and logo screen printed across the back. The vest sat over his bare chest and with this he wore a pair of black jeans with the holes ripped over his knees and simple black sneakers and around both upper arms, he wore metal armbands and around his neck, he wore a tribal choker.
He looked powerful and intimidating as he adjusted his vest and took his seat on the artfully crafted throne. The throne was finely crafted and looked like it had been used many years. On each side of the throne just under the arm rests two carved dragon heads were featured. These features snarled in challenge and their eyes were a translucent jade color that glowed in the darkness of the arena. On the back of the chair, just above the padding, the logo for the show was carved in decorative calligraphy and it was polished to a shine.
With the warrior comfortably seated, the announcer began to introduce the fighters. As he did and the warriors made their walk in, Kimberly had a moment of epiffany. When the camera panned back to Diesel, he moved slightly, the man grinned and for a second she could see him doing it in a way much like her boyfriend did when he was truly amused. It was an uncanny resemblance.
David had been to the manor many times now, but he never really spoke about any family and she began to wonder if there was some kind of family relation that Tommy didn't know about. That would be awesome if he was some cousin of his…
Tommy kissed the back of her head and it brought her back to watching the fight with him.
The next morning
Tommy kissed her lovingly as he made love to her. The sex had been spontaneous but he'd made her feel amazing and not a single part of her body had been ignored.
"I love you, beautiful." Tommy whispered in her ear as he thrust into her. Kimberly moaned softly as he moved. He was such an attentive lover and he never left her unsatisfied. He rarely made love to her in this position with her laying on her stomach, but it was no less satisfying.
He bit her shoulder as he thrust into her. When he gently lavished the area with his tongue, she came hard, trembling in away that he found so very alluring. Her held her securely to him as he pumped into her and she came a second time as he spilled everything into her depths.
Kimberly felt absolutely boneless as she lay on her stomach. Everything he did for her, weather it was spontaneous morning sex or just helping her organize the garden shed, was done simply out of love for her. She wished so badly that she could have gotten those tickets for him.
He never really asked for much, but she knew how much he loved watching and even critiquing the forms of all the warriors that fought in the ring. Getting seats to this final bout would have been an amazing gift for him...
"You okay, beautiful?"
Kim motioned that she wanted to turn over and he backed off a bit so she could lay on her back. She smiled up at him as he licked his kiss swollen lips. His long brown hair was hanging around his face and she loved it that way. She understood why he usually pulled it back away from his face, but when he looked as disheveled as she did after such good sex…
"Yeah, not sure I'll be able to walk today."
He smiled conceitedly. "That good, huh?"
"Never doubt it, Handsome, but now that you've left me pretty much immobile. You get to help me to that shower. I do have stuff to get done today and I refuse to go around smelling like sex."
He grinned and kissed the love bite on her shoulder. "Anything, my goddess."
Once they'd showered and washed each other off, he'd taken off for the class he taught at the dojo and she sat at the counter looking through a fashion magazine. She'd already unloaded the dishwasher, and put Tommy's clothes in the wash, so she really had nothing to do while she waited.
She turned when she heard Aisha come into the room. "Hey Ish, how ya feeling this morning?"
She looked like a wreck, but that was attributed to the fact that she had just entered her second month of pregnancy. She wasn't showing yet, but Kimberly could see how rough she looked.
"Morning sickness sucks." Aisha grumbled. Then she realized who she was talking out, and she smiled ruefully. "Sorry."
"You know, I wish you wouldn't walk around on eggshells around me. I'm happy for you and Rocky. You should be celebrating that new life you're carrying around. Have you even thought about what you want to do for your baby shower?"
Aisha grimaced and rubbed her abdomen. "Not yet. Ape boy and I want to wait till the second trimester, we still don't know what we're having."
Kimberly smiled at her. "Hey don't sweat it. We have a while yet to plan the party out. What do you think you can keep down?"
"Toast and eggs. Anything heavier will come right back up."
"Sit down and I'll make some for you."
"Thanks, Kimmie." She said and slowly sat down in the chair.
It didn't take long for the simple breakfast to be made and Kim served it to her with a glass of milk.
"I can't wait till this morning crap passes. The second trimester is supposed to be easier."
"Hang in there." Kim said. "I can't wait to spoil my niece or nephew."
"Well, he or she will be the best dressed kid ever!"
"You bet, or I'm not Kimberly Hart!"
"That's good to hear." Said a new voice. "Both girls turned around to see David walk into the kitchen. He was a common visitor to the manor now and someone they were all happy to see.
"Hey, David! What brings you here today?"
"I uh, got something to talk to Tommy about. Is he here?"
"No, Sorry. He's teaching the intermediate class at the dojo. He should be back in a little while. Is something wrong?"
"No, it's something good. I got him tickets to next week's League of Warriors showdown.
Kim's eyes went wide. "How? I thought they were all sold out!"
David looked like he was debating something with himself. Finally, he sighed. "Only for general seating…these however are special box seats…for family members…only I don't know how to tell my brother."
"It's Diesel isn't it. You guys are related to him somehow, aren't you?"
David sat heavily on the barstool. "Yeah, he's our father."
Kim went wide-eyed. "Are you serious?" She'd suspected it, but hearing it confirmed was something else!
David nodded. "Those special arrow heads confirmed it. Our parents each kept a piece. The fact that we each had half confirmed it. I got further proof when I asked dad about the night mom left." David paused again. "I don't want to reveal more without Tommy here."
Kim nodded. "Not a problem. In the meantime, have you had something to eat yet?"
When Tommy came home, he was happy to see his brother being surrounded by the ladies of the house. They were talking with him and discussing of all things, the Warrior League.
"What's all this about?" Tommy asked as Kimberly welcomed him with a smile and a hug.
Kim kissed his cheek and he hugged her tighter. "It's something happy, I promise! But I promised I wouldn't spill the beans. David wants to tell you himself."
Tommy looked at his brother. Leaning against the counter, he nodded to his brother. "Ok, I'm all ears."
David shook his head. "Not unless you're sitting down."
"Ok." When he was seated on one of the dining room chairs, he looked at his older brother expectantly.
David paused not sure how to say it. So first, he held up the coveted tickets and put them on the table. Then he took his own seat.
"How did you get those?"
David inhaled softly and then exhaled. "From Diesel…he's our father."
Tommy looked like the air had been knocked out of him. "We…have a father that's alive? How? Why did you wait this long to tell me?"
"That's what I came here to tell you. I didn't want you to find out when you see me walking out with him next week. I'm in his entourage and we'll be filming a spot light interview on Wednesday to hype up the fight."
"Ok."
"After the incident with the arrowheads, I asked him how it was possible that I had a brother I didn't know about and he told me everything he knew." David paused and then continued. "At one time, our parents were a typical happy couple living on the reservation. He'd just signed on to League of Warriors. It was good money and they were happy for a while, but then just after my second birthday, she and dad got into a fight. The rumor is that he cheated with another character in the women's division; Lady Vixen. They were filming a video segment and she was coming onto him, but it was scripted and not real at all. Our mom was already pretty insecure, and she was already pregnant with you, so it was all hormones as far as dad knows."
"Anyway, she left him a letter and ran away to the city. Dad found the pregnancy test in the trash just after she left. After the arrowhead thing, I went through dad's files that he keeps and found a letter written to him by your uncle."
"I've known for a while that we weren't related." Tommy commented. "He told me when I came of age that he was a friend that she met at work. They lived on the same floor in the apartment building and he became her confidant in the later days of her pregnancy. She died shortly after I was born when the gas station she worked at was robbed." Tommy paused and licked his lips. "She was shot."
David nodded. "We don't know why the police didn't just bring you back, but it might be because we live on a reservation; CPS might have assumed that because we live on a reservation; that we're a poor community and decided to give your uncle custody of you. Dad might have come to get you if he'd known where to find you; he didn't even know your name."
Tommy sighed softly and Kim was there to hold his hand. "This is a lot to take in."
David nodded. "That's why I told you now and not on the day of the fight. He pointed to the tickets. Those are box seats and you can bring your crew with you…if you want to go. I'll be there to meet you at the door about an hour before the walk out."
Tommy glanced at the tickets on the counter. "Yeah, I'm there." He blew out a breath. "Are there any more relatives that I should know about?"
David nodded. "Yeah, we've got a half-sister. A couple of years after Mom's death, Dad went a little promiscuous and knocked up Julie Landon, also known as Lady Vixen; the same lady he'd had that staged affair with on the show. They broke up a few months after Christina was born but have shared custody. She's turning 17 this year. She's almost as good a fighter as me."
Tommy nodded. "Anyone else?"
David smirked. "Yeah, Annabeth is our step mother…and really, the only mother I've ever really known; she was the one to put dad on the straight and narrow. She's a lot of fun but start trouble with her and she'll put you in your place really fast. She's also pretty short."
Kim glared at him. "That's not a bad thing."
David snorted. "I know. The one time I pointed it out, she smacked me good. She moved so fast I never saw that wooden spoon coming."
This time Kimberly laughed out loud. "I can't wait to meet her!"
Tommy snorted. He still felt pretty overwhelmed, but despite it, he was ready to meet them too!
Later that night…
Tommy lay in bed with Kim curled up against him. His thoughts were racing, trying to process the startling news David told him. All this time, he had family he didn't know about…family other than his beautiful mate…family other than his team.
What the hell was he supposed to do with that knowledge?
"Handsome? Are you okay?" Kim asked, sitting up.
Tommy gave her a small smile. "Yeah, I just need some air." When he tried to get out of bed, she stopped him with a hand to his chest.
When he looked at her in askance, she smiled at him. "Please talk to me."
"It's a lot to take in, Kim. My whole life I've believed that I was an orphan. I suffered through all these years of father's days and father son trips that I had to sit out on, wishing I had a Dad to share them with. I've gotten used to not having one only to find out that I had a dad out there all along." He licked his lips again and looked at his mate. "I feel so lost, Kim! I don't know what to do!"
"You roll with it, Handsome. Go and meet your dad, and his family. Invite them over here or go see them. If you want me there with you, then I'll go. Don't want me there, then I'll stay home."
"Kim, I'll always want you with me. You're a part of me."
"Then we'll roll with this. I want you to have everything; don't miss out on this chance to have a father in your life."
Tommy nodded at her and wiped away his teary eyes. Here in their room, he could be vulnerable and only Kimberly would know how this affected him. She crawled into his lap and wrapped him up in her arms and he clung to her and inhaled her scent. In this stormy moment, she was his life raft and he clung to her.
They kissed for a little bit, just exploring each other and then Kim slowly maneuvered him onto his back. She never stopped kissing him and he surrendered to her, letting her soothe him in anyway she saw fit. He groaned softly as she slipped over his length and gently rode him. She worked him slowly and he lost himself to his pleasure. In that darkness, it was only him and his mate. He kept his eyes on her as her erotic movements drew euphoric moans from his lips. When he tensed up and grabbed her hips, she kissed him soundly and let him explode within her depths.
She moved with him as he rode the waves of his orgasm before finally chasing her own. When he'd laid helpless under her, she lifted herself off and lay next to him. When he gathered her body against him, she didn't fight him even though she needed to use the bathroom. She didn't move until his breathing was even and quiet; only then did she untangle herself from his arms and slip into the bathroom. It didn't take her long to finish and when she'd washed her hands and dried them, she slipped into their room and slid between the sheets. Almost instantly, she felt him pulling her into his arms again.
He breathed softly against the shell of her ear and in the darkness, he spoke in his sleep.
"Kim…"
And she smiled in the darkness.
That following Wednesday…
They were gathered on the couch again. Tonight, on a special episode of ESPN, the anchors were doing a highly anticipated interview with the mighty Diesel and it included David who didn't do much more but stand in the background. As the interview went on, there was a sudden noise in the hallway. Tommy found himself sitting on the edge of the couch.
When a loud thud was heard, the camera panned to HurriCaine who stood leaning against the doorway looking every bit the cocky young man that everyone knew him to be. This was the warrior that had won the final bout. He was a powerful and capable fighter and just oozing overconfidence.
"Well, well, I'd wondered where this tired old man was hiding out. I didn't think you'd be filming your obituary already."
David was on cue and he got into HurriCaine's face. "I don't remember giving you permission to be in here. If you want your chance in front of the camera, I suggest you wait till it's your turn."
When the other fighter shoved David, he was ready and in a move that was too fast to see, he had the fighter on his knees and groaning as his hands were being held tightly behind his back.
A second later, Diesel was on his feet and then an Mr. Cowell, an older man in a casual suit walked in through the door. "That's enough gentlemen, save it for the ring."
When HurriCaine protested, The man got into his face. "That's my final decision. You make another move; I'm going to cancel this fight and Diesel wins by forfeit."
"God, I hope not." Diesel said. "There's no honor in winning that way. I win fair and square or not at all."
The man gave him a long look. "Are you sure about this, Diesel?"
The champion nodded solemnly. "He's just another young pup aching to make a name for himself. As long as he stays away from me until the fight, then I'll forgive his intrusion."
When David let him up, HurriCaine sneered at him. "You've held the throne for too long, old man. It's time for a younger better fighter to take over. End this league on a much higher note."
Diesel walked over to him and got into his face. "The only reason I'm showing you any mercy is for the sake of honor alone. When we step into the ring, there'll be no more from me. Remember that."
This time, HurriCaine spat at him and then turned on his heel. When he walked out, Diesel turned back to the reporter. "Are there any more questions for me?"
"I've gotten all I need to. Good luck on Saturday!"
"Thank you, Mr. Stenson." Then Diesel got up and walked out of the room with David following him.
Mr. Stenson then looked into the camera "And that's it for this interview. Back to you guys at the studio."
They were all quiet for a moment before Rocky turned off the TV.
"If there is any more doubt that he's your father, that's gone now." Jason said. "I remember how you were when Rita had you under her spell. You sounded just like he did. This is going to be a very good fight!"
Tommy could only nod as he sat back and grinned. He couldn't wait to meet his father now!"
So, I got the idea for the Leage of Warriors from WMAC Masters. For the younger generations that have no idea what I'm talking about, go and google it on YouTube. It was that show that really got me interested in Martial Arts, though watching Power Rangers helped solidify my obsession with it. *Grin*
Anyway, I missed elements of that show with some from what I've seen from times I watched the WWE.
Really, are you surprised that Tommy's father would be anything less than a boss!
Anway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Up next, Tommy gets to meet his father and his newly found blood relatives.
See you all next time!