Hiya fellow Descendants!
Twisted and I just finished up an all-night writing session. Best way to wait out the election, in my humble opinion.
Before I go get my four hours, I thought I should post the chapter. Some people who are already up might appreciate it.
:D
Anyway, many of you said you were excited to see how T and Senior handle each other... Ta-Da!
Okay yeah, heading to bed now.
Lots of love guys,
-Dark-
"Yo, Senior!" T hollers as they enter the temple.
"Oh hey, I thought I heard eight legs crawling in." Hades snickers as he pokes his head out of a side room, "Wondered when you'd show up after that-" He snorts as he slaps his thigh, "spectacular performance."
"Shut it." He grumbles.
He fucking hated crowds and so help him if Hades told Harry bout what had transpired.
"Oh hey Guyliner, I didn't see you at the summons." He wiggles his eyebrows, "Let me guess, lost the invitation?" He snickers as he looks him dead in the eyes.
He waves the god off, "As much as I'd love to-"
"Speakin' of love to-" Hades snaps his fingers, "IMPS! PICTURES!"
"Seriously- Wait what?" T freezes.
Pictures? Oh god- He swallows as he feels the blood drain from his face.
No. Nononono.
"Yes oh mighty lord!"
"Coming oh great one!"
Pain and Panic come flying into the room, both holding small stacks of instant snaps to their chest.
His stomach drops.
"Seriously, Senior hold up- I need to know if you know where the fuck the kids are."
"Uh-huh." Hades nods before he pulls the stack of pictures from Panic and searches through them, "Oh, here it is Guyliner." He rests a hand on Harry's shoulder as he drops the image in front of his face. "Great right!"
Harry's eyes widen before he takes the picture in both hands and tries to step away.
His eye twitches as he tugs Harry to his side. "Where are the kids?"
"Oh, well I didn't want them to like, starve, or anything that mortals do, so I sent the imps to release them." He presses a hand to his chest, "God. Asshole. Dick. Jerk. But not a monster, and still not a villain." He releases Harry's shoulder before he walks over, "Besides-" He rolls his eyes, "The spirits of kids are so whiny and shrill."
A rush of breath leaves his lungs as the tension he'd been feeling slips from him, shoulders dropping. "Thank you."
"You-" Harry's brow furrows, "You saved the kids?"
"Yes." Hades drops his hands to his hips and puffs out his chest, "I sent my minions."
"But then that girl showed up and said she'd take care of them." Pain shrugs as he looks through his stack of pictures.
He tilts his head to the side. "What girl?" He asks as he snatches the picture from Harry's hands and shoves it into his pocket.
"The Hook girl." Panic offers quickly as he points to Harry, "The older one."
"Harriet?" T sighs again.
He could live with that.
Harry's brow furrows as he stops trying to get the picture back, "My sister?"
"That's what they said." He frowns up at Harry.
Harry pulls away, awkwardly tapping his foot on the ground, "Did she say why?"
"Yes," Pain nods, "She said she wanted to help them and knew how to wean them off whatever they were on."
"And since the Master doesn't know how to deal with children, we thought it would be best."
"She seemed like a better bet than bringing them back here."
"These children were all mortal after all."
"Less durable."
"Ok, well, ouch," Hades grumbles as he crosses his arms over his chest. "But we get it, I suck with kids."
T snorts. "Understatement." He glances at Harry in concern.
What was wrong?
Harriet could be a cunt, but she- Huh. He always knew something had been weird about the Hook's relationships. He just assumed it was for reputation's sake. He never thought to question why she and James had to hook up in private. He knew they kept it on the D.L for a reason but...
Whenever they met up the first thing Harriet would do was ask if Harry was okay. Not what he was doing. Not where he was. Not what he was up to. Even Faustina hadn't thought much about it and she was head over heels for the pirate. She'd found her genuine concern sweet. So what the fuck was he missing?
He shakes his head. Not important right now. At least not with Senior in front of them. So instead he steps closer to Harry and nudges his shoulder before he turns back to the god. "Thank you," He repeats again with a grin.
Hades waves him off, "Sure, yeah. I'm great."
"Right now, kinda, yeah." He grins.
"What did you think of the picture Guyliner?" Hades asks as he leans his elbow on Panic, making the imp work frantically to stay in the air supporting the god's weight.
As much as he hated the new subject, he appreciated it in the same breath. There was no way Harry was going to ignore a direct question from the god.
Still, he yanks the picture from Harry's hand, not bothering to glance at it before he goes to rip it into shreds only to have Hades snatch it back with a glare.
"I uh, it were somethin'."
Hades sighs, "You didn't even see it, did ya?"
"Uh no, I did'nah be seein' it, no." Harry looks to him.
Thank. Fucking. God.
He turns to Senior, "Ass hole". He glares before he sticks out his tongue. "Well," T claps his hands together. "We got what we came for- Sorry for bothering you."
"See imps, I told you they weren't going to care," Hades says as he searches through the pictures in his hands.
T pauses, "Care bout what?" He asks unable to help himself as he looks between the imps.
Panic's eyes widen as he strains to stay in place, "Weeee-"
"We might have, maybe-" Pain taps his fingers together.
"Ah, here Guyliner. Try to hold on to this one. Seriously, I think I captured the fear in his eyes nicely."
T pulls his eyes off the imps as he tries to snatch the photo only for Senior to hold it just out of reach, "Shut your fuckin' face." He snaps.
"It was right before I started wondering what he was going to do first. Faint or puke. Puke then faint into it? He thought he pissed himself at one point." Hades slides another picture in front of Harry.
"I did not." He glowers as his cheeks burn with the heat of Deez's fire.
He was not getting light-headed just from thinking about it.
About the eyes.
The hundreds of pairs of eyes.
Staring.
Watching.
Judging.
Waiting.
A chill runs down his spine as his stomach plummets before he shifts closer to Harry.
In solidarity, obviously.
Not because he was finding it hard to breathe.
Or fucking swaying.
And it certainly wasn't like cold sweat was starting to cling to him.
Not from a fucking memory.
Ugh.
"Aww, but a deal is a deal." Hades gnashes together his sharp teeth into a wide grin, "And this is so entertaining," His shoulder drop before he snaps his head down and glares at the imps, "Since someone killed my other forms of entertainment."
Pain covers his eyes, "We are-"
"Wooorrrrmmmssss" Panic wheezes from under Hades's weight.
He blinks before he turns to Harry in concern, instantly grabbing on to the change of subject.
Wait- Fuck. He'd promised them to him.
"Huh." Harry frowns, "Well, I be guessin' that be ah meanin' this really be over then. The ringleaders be dealt with, there ain'nah bein' no more buyers, an' she be ah takin' care o' the kids."
He studies Harry for a moment with a frown, not sure he'd ever heard Harry so lackluster before.
He looks away at the sudden pang in his chest.
Harry looks back to Hades before he holds the pictures out, "Thanks."
Hades furrows his brow as he accepts the pictures, "Oh, well sure. Not the reaction I was hoping for but-" He grumbles as he stacks the photos back together and finally steps away from Panic.
The little imp flies straight up several feet before falling to the ground in a heap.
He frowns as he studies Harry before he turns back to Senior. "I'm probably gonna be outta commission for a minute. But I'll send a goblin to let you know when I start back up. I have some shit I need to do. Next time I'll bring Deez though."
That got a reaction from Harry. He could feel the death glare.
"Oh really? Has my little Flame Kitten been learning new things?" Hades claps his hands.
T nods, "Doubt it'll help with the cuffs- But she can light up underwater now."
"But not much, an' it ain'nah bein' for long." Harry snaps.
"True." T nods.
"Now now Guyliner," Hades wags his finger, "Firebug here is only holding to our deal. A deal that keeps me from hunting my Kitten down, might I add. Now she only helps me out when she's made progress. Tell me that ain't a good deal."
Huh.
He tilts his head slightly. Was Senior trying to assuage Harry's anger towards him? Why?
"Anyway, nice to see you Firebug and Guyliner, but you two sound super busy so-" He shoos them with flicks of his hands, "I do look forward to your next visit Firebug. Sooner rather than later if you don't mind."
He nods before he grabs Harry's arm. "Thanks again." He pulls Harry with him. "Maybe next time you can treat your daughter with the same- Not so villainy-ness. Might help your case with her."
"Cool. You think so?" Hades rubs his fingers across his chin before he nods, "Sure- Sure, I'll put it on my list." He waves them off before he turns around and heads back into the side room.
"Later Pain, Panic." He nods at the imps as he passes them, dragging Harry behind him.
"Later friends of the Mistress." Pain waves.
"Tell our Mistress we said hello." Panic frets.
"Of course." He forces a grin, unable to help his concern for Harry. Once they're a good distance from the temple he lets go of Harry's arm and turns to look him over. "I'm sorry." He sighs rubbing the back of his head. "I-"
Harry interrupts him when he suddenly wraps his arms around him.
He blinks before he hugs him back without thinking about it.
"Ya be sayin' earlier that ya ain'nah monster T." Harry whispers against his neck.
Did he?
He certainly felt like one right now.
He stills. He wasn't sure he could handle Harry disputing it right now after he'd offered to bring Deez to her father.
He winces before he closes his eyes, waiting quietly for the condemnation.
"But I think I might be ah havin' monster in me." He squeezes tighter.
He opens his eyes in surprise as he turns trying to get a good look at Harry's face before he huffs in frustration and squeezes him back.
Why the fuck-
"Where'd that come from?" He asks softly, unable to help his confusion.
"When he be sayin' they were dead, I were angry. Angry cause, I were wantin' ta hurt them T." He flinches when he feels wet warmth on his neck, "I were wantin' ta kill 'em slowly. Let 'em taste what they were sellin'."
He bites back the 'so' that was begging to spill from his lips, remaining silent as he searches for the right words to calm him. "I don't think that makes you a monster Hook." He offers, knowing that at least to be true.
"Aye, but it do though." Harry pulls away, "We were bein' so worried 'bout how killin' were gonna be affectin' ya, if you were gonna be alright after. But ya be sayin' it yerself, ya did'nah be gettin' joy or nothin' from it." His chest heaves as he pulls in a deep breath, "But I were thinkin' o' all the ways I could be ah endin' them. Fuck, Deez never be actin' worried 'bout how ya be handlin' yerself, did'nah be ah pullin' ya aside ta be tellin' ya ta be doin' only what ya could be ah livin' with, but she be doin' that ta me. Cause she knew you ain'nah gettin' nothin' outta this but the job done, but me?" He clenches his jaw as he grimaces.
He frowns as he studies the look of fear in Harry's eyes.
His heart seems to knot in his chest before he pulls Harry in closer, wrapping him in a tight hug.
"Hook…" He breathes out, unsure of what to say. "I don't think that makes you a monster. I think that makes you human. I kinda lied earlier, cause when I took out those five that brought you down, it was satisfying- Gratifying even. It was-" He chews his lip. "If I didn't think you were-" He chokes slightly before he inhales deeply. "I would have taken more time with them for what they did."
Maybe.
He wasn't sure.
All he'd seen was red. All he'd felt was anguish.
Would he have brought himself to torturing them? Could he do that?
The thought makes his stomach twist. "I don't think it makes you a monster." He states firmly. He was glad the imps killed them. He honestly didn't think watching Harry torturing the two would have bothered him.
But if Harry was this torn up over just the thought of what he'd been thinking of doing, he'd hate to see what actually doing it would have done to him.
He pulls back, leaning on Harry's death grip as he gently takes him by the face and as tenderly as he could brushes away his tears with his thumbs.
"I don't think you're a monster." He leans forward and kisses him, "I can't-won't ever judge you for wanting to hurt them the way they hurt us- All three of us. They fucking tortured her for fuck only knows how long. Hurt other kids in fuck only knows how many ways." He whispers, his lips brushing against Harry's as he stares into his turbulent pale blue eyes.
He releases his face, one arm wrapping around him as the other buries his fingers into Harry's hair and tugs so their foreheads meet. "I need you to know that." He whispers against his lips before he kisses him.
"I get it though, after everything I've done. After all the people-animals I killed, I don't feel anything. No regret. No remorse. Nothing... Does that make me a monster? A demon? Cause it makes me feel like I might be one."
"I- I don'nah be thinkin' ya be ah monster for savin' people T, it ain'nah bein' 'bout that. Ya ain'nah once wanted ta be ah doin' what I were plannin'. Ya be takin' people out, not becomin' them." Harry shakes his head, "They almost be winnin'. If the imps did'nah be ah killin' them, they would ah won. I could ah been bein' as bad as any o' them that be wantin' Pleasure Boys or Girls."
He grips Harry's hair tighter as he forces him to look at him. "I would've stopped you before it got to that point Hook, but I can't- won't condemn you for wanting vengeance against them after everything they did to the two of you."
"Ta all o' us." Harry points out, "Ya were in there too. And Uma an' fuck only knows how angry Gil really be ah gettin' o'er it. And Deez-" He shakes his head, "They be fuckin' around with all o' us."
His eyes sweep over him with a frown as he studies him. "I got myself in that mess. I knew better, even fuckin' Mal warned me not to do it and I didn't listen. I wanted to fucking hurt him. Torture him. I wanted him to feel every ounce of pain he'd put her through. It's how I fuckin' survived that fuckin' hell. What got me through it. So as much as you owe the imps, I owe you for stopping me from crossing that line. And if I ever feel like you might be treading that line again, I promise every god that's listening, I'll make sure you don't-" He states vehemently as he pulled his hair tighter, making sure Harry didn't look away, "You hear me?"
Harry draws in a deep breath before he lets it out slowly and nods, "Aye, I be hearin' ya." He takes another deep breath before he pulls him into another tight hug, "Sorry for- whatever the fuck that were bein'. But I be feelin' better knowin' ya ain'nah gonna let me go there." He breaths in again before he lets it out, tickling the back of his neck with his exhale. "Thanks."
"No problem." He turns to kiss his neck. "You mean too much to me to let that happen, so thank you. Thank you for letting me know. Cause I really don't think I would've stopped you if I didn't."
Harry snorts into his neck before he pulls back, wiping at his face before he grins, "I be thinkin' there be ah lesson in there 'bout why communicatin' be so important."
He rolls his eyes before he leans forward and nips Harry's neck before he pulls back, satisfied by the yelp. "I get it." He rolls his eyes again.
"Good." Harry chuckles as he rubs his neck.
"By the way, if you fuckin' hurt her I'll kill you."
"Really?" Harry lets his head drop back as he throws his arms out, "It be like that? An' right after this conversation?"
"What type of brother would I be if I didn't?"
Harry tilts his head as he frowns, "Aye, that be ah fair point." He sighs before he grins, "But what do I be ah doin' 'bout the fact I be likin' her brother too?"
He feels his face heat up as he stares up at Harry with what he was sure was a dumb expression. "Y-"
Harry's eyes narrow as he stares at something behind him. "How they always be ah findin' ya?"
He turns to look behind him, finding a goblin running towards them at full speed as he moves to meet her in the middle. "Sup, Gak?" He asks with a frown as he looks over the panting, dog-esque looking goblin.
"Master T. Mistress of Evil excited for something. More excited than summons for killing. Goblins don't know why. She send Goblins away."
He bites his lip. That didn't sound good.
He frowns. "Thanks Gak." He nods to her.
"We be goin' ta look inta this?" Harry asks as they watch the Goblin run off.
He turns to Harry and sighs, "Communication remember? Shouldn't one of us tell Uma?"
Harry shuts his eyes as he lets out an equally deep sigh, "An I be gatherin' that someone be me."
"And you worry that you can't keep up." He pats Harry's cheek playfully.
"Think ya can be ah meetin' us on the beach ya use ta be sparrin' Jay tomorrow night?" Harry asks once he stops teasing him.
"Yeah," T nods, "I can do that." He grins up at him before he wraps his arms around his neck, "Thank you." He kisses his cheek.
He feels Harry's arms wrap around him tightly, "I swear though, T, you ain'nah at that beach, I can'nah ever be lettin' ya run off like this again."
"I promise. I won't even complain if you want to share the hammock with me when I get back."
"Don'nah be makin' promises ya can'nah be keepin' as T."
"I'll be back tomorrow night Hook." He rolls his eyes.
"I were meanin' Faustina never be ah complainin' 'bout sleepin' in the hammock with me-"
"So? I told Senior I wouldn't be around for a reason."
Harry snorts, "Ya be makin' me point for me." He taps a finger against his cheek before he looks back up, "You ain'nah gonna be keepin' that promise, me Beauty Girl be ah keepin' it."
"Yeah, well-" He shrugs even as he leans forward and kisses his cheek. "Thanks for coverin' my ass." Before he turns and starts walking away.
"Aye, be keepin' that same ass safe." Harry shakes his head as he watches him.
T lifts his hand over his shoulder, in both acknowledgment and dismissal.
"I'll be ah waitin' at the beach for ya. Sundown."
"I can remember Thirty-." He looks up, "Twenty something hours from now, Hook."
Yo,
So, there you have it.
Promises broken.
Promises kept.
Promises in the moment.
So, like… Senior releasing those kids- Well, sending the imps to do it… Mixed feelings anyone?
Harriet. Anyone remember her from the books? (Which I bought. Couldn't get through. Forced Dark to read- And here we are...)
Told you guys T knew a secret about James in WWTM, anyone remember that promise? (LoLz couldn't help myself)
Umph. That scene at the end though- That was fucking rough.
Poor fucking Harry. He's ripping himself apart for shit he didn't even do. What a shit place to be. :(
Did it wreck anyone elses feelz?
Anyways,
Different note, what do you think the MoE is up to now?
Much love and appreciation
Twisted