Love Me Dead

by Antidaeophobia

AN: Thanks for being patient through my illness and computer issues. I realized I've been neglecting a major part of my story. Even the more well known criminal couples in history had viciousness to them. You get a cookie if you catch the South Park reference. Please let me know if there are any major mistakes and I will fix them ASAP. Polite, constructive reviews are greatly appreciated.

'Broken' by Seether


Chapter Six "Broken"

"GO TO WARP! GO TO WARP NOW!" Frea had ahold of the back of his pilots chair in a white knuckle grip and was shaking it.

"YOUR YELLING ISN'T GOING TO MAKE IT HAPPEN! STOP SHAKING MY CHAIR!" Lore batted her hands away before letting his pale hands flash over the controls with a blurring speed. The engines gave a pathetic groan. The grates below their feet shook and a slight smell of something burning had started to waft down the hallways. It would have gone unnoticed in a larger vessel, but to their little one, it was starting to smell the equivalent to burnt rotten eggs.

The Klingon ship in front of them continued sending transmissions through to them demanding they surrender to a search. Lore had done hundreds of passages through this portion of Klingon space and at times when he was actually transporting illegal goods. In fact, he had picked this particular portion to pass through because of how quiet and undisturbed it was. Rarely were ships about and it gave him an excellent opportunity to slip over the border and quickly through their territory without incident or flight plans. Not so luckily today and unfortunately he found the most egotistical, unreasonable, angry Klingon of the Empire- was that even possible?

"Clear those damn transmissions" Lore growled as he blocked another message saying telling them angrily that if they did not answer they'd fire on them immediately- Klingon's; so overdramatic.

Surrender was out of the question, Lore was a wanted man and if he was arrested then the Klingon's had the right to try him and convict him since he was in their section of space. They were notoriously harsh and unreasonable. Being immortal didn't help considering they would surely give him a life sentence in order to take advantage of his android strength as slave labor.

Frea of course would be charged as an accessory to his crimes and sent off to one of there slave mining colonies, that is if they didn't pull her old record from her homeworld and the long list of crimes and court violations she had. She'd be in about as deep shit as Lore and it was one thing for him to be at threat, but a whole other matter entirely for them to be hostile towards her- which was completely unacceptable. What a wonderful opportunity for the ship engine to die. Cursing silently to himself at every god in every religion, a few he made up and of course - for his deepest misfortunes.

"Damn Klingon's they always go to the most drastic actions and think they own everything they view. Bloody savages, it's incredible they even managed space travel with how dense there species is. Dumber than humans" Lore cursed, Frea was ignoring him and breathing heavily as she tried to block the subspace messages coming through. To distracted to scold his insult of her species.

The engine gave another groan, sounding distinctly like a dying beast and another waft of rotten eggs joined it- in the ships reminder that they weren't going anywhere.

"AHHHH Start you piece of shit!" Frea pounded her fists against the console in desperate aggravation as she worked along the console.

"Very good, hitting it always helps. Maybe you should try a hammer next" Lore snarked

"Shut the fuck up!" Frea gave a hissed through clenched teeth. Her finger tips rubbing together gently with a slight redness from hitting the hard surface.

"Try and talk to them a moment and stall them. Make something up to distract them. Just keep them busy while I go in the back and see what's wrong. Maybe if we're lucky they'll kill us instead of board our ship." Lore sighed angrily, his cheek twitched in annoyance. Frea gave him a sudden startled look as if he was abandoning her but it quickly covered to a deep seriousness.

Getting out of his Captain's chair and heading into the back. Frea took his seat, trying to figure out what she'd use as an excuse she'd give for their situation. Frea knew what Klingon's were like. Charm didn't work on them and they were severely hot tempered. They used honor and courage as an excuse to bully and take peoples rights away.

She could usually talk herself out of a situation. Unfortunately, Klingon's proved to be more difficult the more polite you were to them. They understood only the way of force. Which is probably why they were often chastised weakly by the federation whenever they blew up or harassed everyone they came across. It was sort of a 'boys will be boys attitude' it seemed.

Lore's feet thumped against the grate floor as he ran to the back of the ship. He was going to kill the fucker that sold him that bad part. Damn Ferengi, he'd cut his fucking ears off and send them by mail to his family wrapped in a bow. The thought made him smile wickedly to himself.

Ripping open the door to the engine room since it hadn't opened fast enough to his liking and quickly beheld the catastrophe before him.

"Fuck!" Skittering to a halt across the vicious, coolant fluid that had leaked unto the floor and digging two pale arms into the mess of wires and connections glowing red with heat, He felt nothing. Feeling around deep for the regulator then closing a hand around it with his shoulder deep in the hot engine, he could feel the regulator was far hotter then normally. Yanking it loose and pressing the release valve to divert the cloud of toxic smoke from the room. Holding the glowing hot blue regulator, mutilated and melting as he inspected it briefly. It was faulty and it had caused a great deal of damage to his engine, which he knew was going to cost a fortune to fix. But for right now he needed to figure out how to simply get them going and out of Klingon space before he had a mental meltdown and had to track down that Ferengi to beat his ass.

Tossing the damaged part aside he ran to his nearby storage, 'the junk bin' Frea called it; full of bits and pieces of different things he obsessively collected. He'd have to jimmy rig something to get out of here. Lucky he was so brilliant and in no time he and his lovely gal would be speeding away from this mess.

Frea's hand shook nervously despite her attempt at being pleasant to the Captain of the Klingon ship. Of course it didn't matter; he was irate. Not just from his normal Klingon hostility but for the very fact she was human...and female. A weak, less intelligent being talking to he; a great Klingon captain. Frea rubbed her brow; he was a bloody captain of a border ship on an even sadder looking ship than Lore's. It was one step up from being a janitor yet he carried the title as if he were the Emperor himself. The wish to curse him out was tempting, if the fear of life under a Klingon prison warden hadn't made her hold her tongue.

She hoped Lore was going to hurry up. Frea wasn't sure she'd be able to keep him talking, changing the subject multiple times to something besides why they wouldn't prepare to be boarded. The Captain's patience was quickly disappearing. Compliments only seemed to work a bit but her talent for talking to anyone was no match for an arrogant, pissy Klingon with an arsenal of weaponry.

"Are you stupid girl! I have no time for this nonsense. We need to discuss what you're doing in Klingon space without a passenger list, without flight plan, sneaking across the border with what I might add in a ship that has been reported to belong to a known criminal. Speak!"

"I'm sorry; I have no idea what you're talking about." Rubbing her brow, Frea had taken to feigning ignorance since rationalization and flattery of his honor and prowess and a warrior hadn't worked, but at least it was giving Lore time and that's what mattered.

"Enough! We have been patient with you. Prepare to be boarded and taken into custody!"

"Son of a bitch!" Frea hissed under her breath

"What!"

Frea winced in panic "I said I have a bad itch." Covered lamely, remembering to hit the off button this time. Quickly getting up she ran to the back of the ship at full speed. Frea swore her feet barely touched the floor it seemed as she raced into the back of the ship.

"LORE! LORE! WE'RE GONNA HAVE COMPANY AND NOT THE SORT WE'D LIKE TO ENTERTAIN AND HAVE DINNER WITH!"

Screeching to a halt, Lore caught her before she rammed into him and swinging her around playfully. "Hello love" he smirked and winked as if they weren't in a dangerous and life threatening situation.

"He's unreasonable, irrational and ill-mannered. I simply can't divert his attention anymore. I hope you fixed our problem." Frea had a concerned brow raised and a flushed look to her cheeks as she huffed

"I am a genius after all. I've managed to figure out a way to at least get us out of here. Come my love!" Grabbing her hand he ran, practically dragging her behind him. "This is fabulous, exactly like a fairy tale. A roguish, and devilishly handsome prince saving his fair lady from a horde of dangerous beasties." Lore didn't catch Frea rolling her eyes.

"This is nothing like that! Would you at least attempt to be serious? You're such an idiot." Frea grumbled, she hated when he took situations like this so lightly.

"I'll have you know that this idiot" Lore pointed a long, pale finger at himself "-and his box of 'Junk' is going to save us from certain death!"

Slamming down into the captain's chair with force and spinning around in it playfully and pressing the buttons to send a message to the Klingon ship. He grin wild and insanely, seeming to take great glee in the turn of the situation in their favor and intending to rub it into his enemies faces.

"Hello there ladies and gents! Terribly sorry but we'll be unable to stick around. If I weren't in such a hurry I'd have a serious discussion with you about how rude you were to my partner. Tsk tsk most disrespectful. I hope you don't speak to your mother that way. Anyway, gotta run. Been nice chatting. Hit the com sweetheart, we're outta here."

Closing off the message Frea nearly passed out. She wanted to smack him and hoped he lived up to his word and really had fixed the problem otherwise they would be fucked a thousand times over with how much trouble they'd be in.

Lore must have caught her panicked expression. Sighing as his hands whipped across the sensors of the console. "Ye have so little faith in me grasshopper."

"Grasshopper?" Frea mumbled softly, earning her a look that Lore only reserved for times when he was completely annoyed with the stupidity of another person. "You don't know 'Grasshopper?'.

Suddenly the engines roared to life. Frea squealed in delight. "YES! HAHAHA! I adore you" quickly setting coordinates faster then she even knew she was capable of.

"Make it so #1" Lore's voice lowered to a deep accented male voice unlike his own. Frea raised a brow in amusement but was too excited to question him, they weren't going to die, why ruin it with a stupid question.

Speeding off and leaving a very confused Klingon vessel behind. Frea was still laughing in giddiness that she wasn't going to be little bits of debris floating in space. It would take another hour and 45 minutes before Frea felt she could relax. Then she grabbed Lore and gave him a big wet kiss, he was stunned.

"God, you're so cool!" Frea smacked her palm against the consol excitedly "Yes!" she laughed "Incredible, I love it!" Lore's grin widened broadly at her.

"What did you do?"

"I managed to give us burst of power to warp 9 for us to get out of there territory. Unfortunately our engines and life support is pretty burned out, mostly because of the over extension of power and we'll have to coast into orbit to our next destination."

Frea ran a hand through her hair in frustration but nodded.

"We're going to have to divert our little trip. I have a certain Ferengi I need to visit and we'll need to fix the ship before we go anywhere else." Lore his grin turning into a smirk that could have put the Cheshire cat to shame. He had something deeply wicked on his mind.

Frea smiled sarcastically "Oh really. I'm taking a guess that this certain; Ferengi is responsible for our problems just a moment ago."

"Quite correct and we're going to have to have a little talk"

"Well, let's go pay this fella a visit." Frea smiled in a sardonic manner

"Oh yes, let's. It will be nice for us to finally get to entertain someone." Lore returned the same smile

"Yes, I can make little cakes and tea. It'll be lovely" Laced her fingers together elegantly.

"You read my mind. I'm so happy we're in agreement in this. We truly are of the same mind, love." Lore kissed her on the cheek, an adorable smile plastered on his face which would have been adorable had a slight undertone of wickedness and hostility been the true cause.


"AHHHHH! Please- I swear I didn't know, I swear- Please don't drop me! "

"Shut your mouth you mangy little gremlin." Frea growled "Drop him, Lore; I'm sick of watching him cry."

"Now, my love, be reasonable." Lore smiled at her before turning his attention to the Ferengi hanging upside down over the edge of the roof.

"You shouldn't have mouthed off to her like that. I may be the one dangling you off this building by your feet but my lady is way more dangerous than I." Lore grinned wickedly, his hands clamped easily around the ankles of the short Ferengi as it sobbed, tears running down his face as he pleaded for Lore to not simply let go and allow gravity to pull him to his death to ten stories down to the hard concrete. Lore loved moments like this, especially now that he had the woman he adored accompanying him and they were of like mind.

"Please, I didn't know it was faulty. I thought it was good. You know me Lore; I've always done good business with you, yes. It was an accident, it'll never happen again."

"Of course it'll never happen again, we're going to drop your ass off this building." His eyes shot to the furious woman standing nearby, arms crossed indignantly.

"NO, Miss, please no!"

"Miss! Oh, now I'm 'Miss' all of a sudden now that he's hanging from this building. Never mind calling me 'Bitch' and 'Cunt' earlier when I turned him down his proposition." Frea hissed, brows raised and hands braced on her hips and looked at Lore.

"I got angry, I didn't know you were with him- I mean my best customer; Lore." The Ferengi now regretted propositioning the female for sex and then yelling obscenities when she told him to go to hell. Little did he realize that she was with Lore; who had a bone to pick with him and became enraged at his words towards her.

"Well, as you can see I've remedied the situation and I'm sure he's very sorry for his harsh words to you and he will never speak that disrespectfully again to any woman." Lore spoke calmly and with resolve "Isn't that right Grok. You didn't mean what you said."

"No, I didn't mean it. I say things I don't mean. I'm stupid. Haha...please pull me up." His forced spiked tooth smile fell as he sobbed again. "If not for me, for my children" Grok grinning hopeful that he'd touched there hearts.

"You don't have children Grok" Lore raised a brow, unmissed.

"It was worth a try and I've like to be able to live long enough to have some!"

"Thank the Gods. For a second there I'd almost thought there'd be a female out there somewhere stupid enough to have sex with a disgusting little creature like you" Frea snarked and Lore chuckled.

"Now, You do remember I told you we were stalled right in the middle of Klingon territory, threatened to be boarded and almost killed and they spoke quite rudely to my partner and all because of that bad part you sold me. Now, I just want to come to some sort of understanding so this never happens again. What do you say? That sounds acceptable doesn't it love?" Lore winked at Frea.

Lore's tone hadn't risen the whole time they'd been tormenting the small Ferengi. When Grok had unknowingly insulted Lore's woman, Lore's cheek had merely twitched and in an instant the little alien found himself quickly in the steely grasp of a pale gold hand at his neck and his very pissed off girlfriend glaring nearby encouraging him to rip his head off. Today was not turning out to be a good day.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'll give you 20% of your money back. Yes, very reasonable." Grok nodded and smiled exchanging a nervous glance between the two. Neither one seemed amused. Lore gaze met Frea's again and she gave a silent shake of the head. Lore loosened his grip, letting Grok's leg slide downward from his grasp, allowing the Ferengi to plumment just an inch more closer towards his death before tightening his grip to save him.

"MOST OF YOUR MONEY, MOST! BRAND NEW REPLACEMENT PART AT ONLY 40% COST!" The Ferengi squealed.

Lore sighed and shook his head. Frea's mouth was scrunched to the side in a snarky sort of amused, patronizing look.

"I hate dealing with Ferengi. So dishonest and thieving." Frea smirked.

Lore's eyes landed on the Ferengi's knowing how they hated being called such names, as if daring him to challenge her.

"I better just get this over with and let him go. He simply can't be reasoned with." Lore gave a deep sigh.

"Yes, very dishonest, very bad. I give you brand new part. You pick it out. No cost and I'll give you all your money back. It'll never happen again."

"Not good enough. That part damaged more of our engine room and for that you better come up with something better then what you're offering otherwise you better hope you die from the fall." Lore's woman snarled

Grok was hyperventilating. Lore was a dangerous machine, he knew this well. They'd done business together many times in the past but with the combination and company of this new girl. She simply egged on his vengeful, dangerous nature. The human saying of 'Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.' fit this situation well. He was sure that with this dangerous duo, they could easily decide to kill him off if they so desired and no one would ever find his body...or at least not all of it.

"Money back, brand new part and replacement, complete fixing of damages. No problem, I can be reasonable. You're important costumers. After this we won't have any more problems. Only the best for you- You decide" Grok's heart thumped nearly out of his chest but he gaze his toothy salesmen grin again, but he was very close to wetting himself. Lacing his stubby fingers together as if to pray; Lore tightened his lips in thought and glanced at Frea who seemed very unamused with the whole ordeal and was looking at her fingernails.

Lore raised a brow at the little alien in amusement; his gold eyes twinkled in delight before giving another look at his companion. "What do you think beautiful?"

"If we kill him we won't have our money, nor will our engine be repaired. Have him take care of the damage and reimburse us our troubles and if he fucks up then I'll let you have as much fun with him as you please." Frea ended this last comment by smiling and giving Lore a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh" Lore grinned "She's such a good girl" The Ferengi however gulped heavily in terror.


"Stooooop!" Frea squealed in surprise from her vulnerable spot on the bed and pulled away from Lore's warm torturous, tickling fingers, but to no avail.

"Say it." Looking at her firmly but smiling wickedly, pushing his firm body harder against hers and into the mattress below.

"No!" Frea wailed reaching her hands up and trying to push him away but he held firm.

"Say it!" Lore's gold eyes showing a look of pretend warning.

"I like you" Frea laughed, but stilled when she felt Lore's fingers firm against her side in warning "Ok, I love you too."

Grinning madly Lore grinned in triumph "Good answer"

"I retract my statement on grounds of torture."

"Torture?" Lore questioned in humor, his head cocked sideways. Frea squealed as Lore grasped her shirt suddenly, pulling it up from her stomach and giving her a raspberry.

"Alright-Alright. Stop, I'll pee my pants. You've been at it for an hour. My ribs hurt I've been laughing so hard." Frea giggled

"It's your own fault. All I asked is for three little words" squeezing his forefinger and thumb together to emphasize and doing a sweet voice.

"Fine..." Pushing his head away with a slender hand against his forehead.

Lore did not budge despite her firm hand pressing to push him away and she finally gave up. Lore allowed a hand to linger on her soft exposed stomach, brushing his fingertips lightly against it. She wasn't a skinny waif anymore and her stomach was now curvy and soft to behold. Lore enjoyed the warmth and live feel of her skin, the softness beneath his finger tips as he traced across her skin, exploring her curves as she shuddered slightly under his gentle touch.

Frea sighed out softly and smiled at him as he leaned his head down to kiss her stomach gently with tender lips. Hearing her breath catch in her throat and her eyes fluttered closed; softly running his cheek along the plain of her belly and raining gentle kisses.

She would not willingly say she loved him. Despite what people thought of him; he was a man of deep emotion and her reluctants to tell him she adored him as much as he did her secretly upset him. He told her daily his feelings about her but she couldn't until he'd tickled her with such ferocity, too even bring herself to say it. That to him didn't mean it counted. Frea reserved herself when it came to admitting deep emotions. To him, she was special and he'd wait as long as was needed for her to open up for him.

"I love you" His warm breath whispered across her skin. Frea's brows frowned a bit, her lips quivered as if compelled by their own will to repeat the word to him. But she said nothing. Instead content to stay silent and smile warmly down at him as she ran a hand through his soft hair. Lore's eyes closed, his head resting against her stomach as she drew her hands through his hair and traced down his neck.

"I'm sorry Lore." Frea whispered so softly, no human could have heard her properly, however she knew well he'd heard, although he gave no notice of doing so.

Lore sighed softly against her as she felt him relax as she continued to pet his hair gently.

Suddenly without warning Lore's head shot up and his eyes went sharp. Frea gasp momentarily but sat up at looked at him with worry.

"What's wrong?" Frea whispered

"Someone's here." Lore leaned down and whispered softly in her ear. Jumping off the bed and gesturing for her to follow him. Frea didn't argue, his hearing was far better than a dogs and she knew better then to question his senses. He wouldn't have disrupted her affections unless it was absolutely important.

"No time to stall. Hurry."

Frea gasp suddenly as a humanoid shadow streaked quickly by the outside window to there room. Grabbing Lore's hand in surprise and pointing towards what had frightened her, he showed no look of surprise as if he'd known before she'd even known.

Her breath hitched when he without warning her grabbed her and drug her away, grabbing her bag in the other hand which luckily hadn't been unpacked. Frea looked at him in question. Lore didn't even seem to notice and quickly his face become devoid of expression.

Frowning when he sniffed deeply and in a quiet voice leaned down to her ear "Federation police are here." Then suddenly without warning he pulled her away and out of their room.

"How do you know?" Frea trotted behind him, her wrist in his steely grip and unless she'd be able to detach herself from it, there was no way she'd escape that grip and there was no way he was going to let it go.

"They all smell alike; Crammed into that ship with all that re-circulated, filtered air and little individual space. Before long you can't tell one scent from another. Also, they have a very distinct chemical smell." Frea smirked and looked at Lore's face, but he appeared quite serious.

The hallway was silent and still. Far more so than usual since this particular hotel received check in all day long given the amount of travel through this star system. It was apparent that the Federation Police had felt them 'Violent and dangerous' and wanted to reduce their risk of casualties by getting all of the guests out of the way. From Lore's tales he'd shared with her from his dealings with the Federation and most with consideration involving his brother- she could understand why they marked him a serious threat. Frea couldn't help but be amused in the knowledge that they thought that Lore would harm any of the innocent guests like some sort of animal...or Klingon.

Darting down the halls and down back stairs like a couple of rats. Frea could hear the pounding of boots overhead and down the halls they'd previously taken. She didn't dare talk for fear she'd cause them to be found. Also, Lore's sharp ears seemed to keep him several steps ahead of those that sought them. He could probably hear what they were saying; she wouldn't put it past him. Pulling them suddenly against a wall and into a doorway Lore grabbed her close. Pressing a finger to her lips but she wasn't about to speak but Lore seemed to sense what she wanted to say.

"I'm going to get us out. But there is a good chance they've confiscated the ship." Lore stopped suddenly, his head cocked as he listened a moment before continuing. "Are you willing to continue following me? Chances are good that if we're caught you will suffer terrible consequences for being with me. You can go now or if they catch us you can always say I took you against your will so they don't harm you."

"Lore!" Frea hissed in a surprised hissing whisper. "No, I will not leave you or lie so I can get away safely. I- care for you too much" Punching him hard in the chest but he didn't flinch. A slight smile spread on his face.

"I'll do whatever needs to be done to get us out then."

Going to drag her forward- she pulled him swiftly back as foot steps pattered down the halls surrounding them and coming their way. Lore cursed and the hand braced against the wall clenched, digging into the wall and crumbling it beneath his fingers. Gearing up to fight as he heard them start to be surrounded.

Lore turned to her when she nudged his arm. "upwards" she whispered to him and smiled as his confused expression turned to delight and realization at the entry hatch in the ceiling.

Helping hoist her up into the ceiling crawl-way before jumping up with her as easy as a panther into a tree. Frea then replaced the cover and they stilled as footsteps and voices rumbled directly where they had just been. A rattle of confusion at where they had gone and protected from scanners by the radiation of the machinery around them, they listened to the murmurs below. They waited a minute before the footsteps moved away. Taking her bag from Lore and hoisting it over her shoulder they crawled along ceiling duct system silently.


Frea ran after Lore, her feet were wet and cold from the night dew on the grass and she shiver slightly from the chill. He seemed to sense this, because he swiftly drew her up in his arms and continued running.

Having managed to sneak their way out without incident, out through ceiling, down a shaft, into the basement and out through storage. They'd raced towards their ship, their sanctuary; with all haste.

Being in situations like this made her feel absolutely helpless. On her homeworld, she knew and expected danger and knew the street and hiding places so she'd escape. It gave her a sense of confidence she didn't have on these unknown planets and with people who where far more dangerous then mere street thugs.

Lore was tense and in a dangerous mood. His eyes were cold and his face emotionless. He hadn't harmed her in his hurried attempts to keep her with him. But he seemed volatile.

It wasn't until they got to the ship, seemingly vacate and forgotten on the landing pad where they'd left it to be fixed, that her evaluation of his mood was shown true.

It was then that a Federation officer hiding nearby came out; pointing a phaser at them. Lore and Frea stilled momentarily, taking in the figure and he set her down to stand next to him, blocking her with his body.

The officer was but a boy; flush faced and barely fitting in his black uniform. His chest thin under the police badge and Frea couldn't help but think he looked like a child dressing up. He must have graduated early by the look of his age. The child was no threat and appeared terrified at being confronted by them even though he was the one armed. Maybe the other officers assumed they wouldn't make it this far, or perhaps the boy had made the decision to go it alone.

Lore kept his body in front of Frea even though she wanted to move away. He forced her to stay behind him as he led her around. The child merely pointed his weapon and trembled. Shoving Frea forward finally and towards the opening to the ship- she wanted to sigh in relief and reached to grab his hand and pull him towards her. Something appeared in Lore's eyes, something feral and instead of coming away with her; Lore step forward slowly towards the boy, like a lion aiming to take down its prey.

"Lore, come on. He's no threat. Leave him be and lets go." Frea urged firmly, but her words fell on deaf ears as Lore prowled towards him slowly. Silent and deadly, Lore cocked his head sharply and smiled darkly. The young officer could seem to sense the danger for he shook violently, nearly dropping his phaser as he stepped away. It was then that Lore did something she had never expected- when the boy back away, he tripped slightly on a pebble.

Frea barely had time to recognize what was happening and stop it as she rushed towards Lore but by then it was already over. A deafening snapping sound echoing in her ears before she'd even had a chance to raise her voice to call out to Lore. The officer dropped with a thud to the ground, his eyes still open from having died instantly. His throat crushed from when Lore had merely reached a hand out and broken his neck before either human had a chance to react.

Lore didn't even seem to notice and the quiet, almost absentness to his gaze unnerved and terrified to her core-yet excited her with a flush of power all the same. It was then that he gave a delighted smile, a smile that made her scream on the inside. Lore must have noticed this because he grabbed her up in his arms again and raced away into the ship before she'd even a chance to form her words.

Lore didn't speak until the door made a firm click as it latched and dropped her bag against the wall. "Bloody amateurs." he sneered softly, walking past her without acknowledgement and to the control room.

Frea felt herself shivered as soon as he was gone. She wasn't sure if it was strictly from the feelings of cold either or the first time she'd ever felt evil.