Summary – Zedd puts Tommy in his place.
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Pulling Rank
Zedd
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"All I'm saying is that if you'd listen to me in the beginning we wouldn't be in this situation right now."
"Shut the fuck up." Voice low and slowed considerably due to my anger and weakness, I stare out the passenger's window of my black Mustang, wincing as my body is lurched forward thanks to Zordon's crappy driving skills.
"We shouldn't have let him take her." What part of shut the fuck up does he not understand?
"Seriously if you don't shut up…"
"You never listen Zedd. I swear if you put half as much thought into what could come about from your completely immature, irrational actions and plans-"
"That's it." Looking at him with murder in my eyes, too tired to deal with his nagging higher then thou I'm always right and you're always an impatient idiot attitude right now, I raise a hand preparing to strike him upside the head, but am unfortunately halted by the grip of one of the boys currently in the back seat.
"Probably not the best idea to smack him into unconsciousness while he's driving." Says you red boy.
"Well if he'd stop being such a jerk wad I wouldn't have to." Pulling my hand from Connor's grip I resettle in my seat, hoping we don't get there too late to stop what I know is going to happen. "And further more if we didn't let him take her he would have most likely broken her neck on accident. He's not used to his new found strength yet and besides it's not a big deal, I know where he's going alright so just shut up and drive so that I can stop him before he does something stupid and then go back to bed."
"That's another thing I'd really like to know how you know where he's going. Huh? How exactly is it that you-"
Head against the window I heave a sigh of relief as we're almost there. "Turn left."
Doing as told and not missing a beat he continues hotly. "-know exactly where he's headed to and what he's planning on doing."
"I know because it's exactly where I would go. Turn right at this light and keep going until you see a sign that says Cheat Lake."
"Cheat Lake, there's nothing out there but- wait this is…" Looking out her own window, smushed into the back with the two boys Hayley has at least caught up with the program. "No, you don't think he'd be going after-"
"Mercer." You better believe he's going after that man. He may still on some level realize that the man and monster are two separate entities, but right now I'd wager he's to damn jacked up on dark power and the rage that goes along with it to care. "Pull up here, go about a mile and you'll see the house, and most likely Tommy's jeep."
"Um just out of curiosity here, why would he go after Dr. Mercer?"
Glancing back at Ethan and reminding myself that none of the children are in fact aware that (a) Mercer is Mesagog, and (b) one or both depending on how one looks at it is responsible for molesting their mentor, I think as quickly as possible considering the circumstances along with the ever increasing migraine which is slowly taking over my brain. "He has a less then pleasant history with Thomas, let's just leave it at that."
"There's his jeep." Pointing across me out the window, Connor leans just a bit too far into my personal space.
"Told you." Giving Zordon a smug look as we pull in behind the black vehicle, the engine is barely off and I'm barely unbuckled, when a blur of yellow and black comes rushing to greet us.
"It's about time!" Nice to see you too Kira.
Sliding from the car and standing wearily, I rub my hands on my leather clad legs, wearing nearly an identical match to Thomas' own rather odd for him outfit. "Calm down darlin, it'll all be over soon."
"Yeah over for Dr. Mercer! When we pulled up Dr. O tossed me out of the jeep and told me to go home, that he had unfinished business to take care of. When I asked him what he meant, he said something about you being right for one time in your life and then he just barged his way inside pushing in the front door like it was nothing." Right for one time in my…ph that's it he is so getting his ass whupped.
Heading up to the house the group right on my tail, I barely break stride as I glance back at the girl. "Are they still inside?"
And that large block of cement that was just hurled over the roof would probably mean no.
Looking just a bit panicked as I hold out my arm to shield her from the loose debri that comes with the chunk of rock, Kira's response is unneeded. "Backyard." So I gathered.
"Right then, you all stay here, I'll be back in a minute." Stepping aside as a patio chair now joins the thrown cement, I amend my statement ever so slightly. "Make that five." Seems by mate is really having himself quite the temper tantrum.
"What? You can't go back there by yourself, he'll kill you!? Connor, Connor, Connor, so young, so concerned, so clueless.
"He won't harm me, first off because I'm his mate, and secondly because, well he doesn't stand a chance against me in a fight. I wasn't lying when I told him that I was still stronger, he's only a half breed now, he still doesn't stand a chance against a normal Eltarian, and add in the fact I'm still a sorcerer, he's going to be submitting fairly quickly."
"But we want to help." Looking still very concerned for her mentor and father figure, Kira is not going to let it go so easily it seems. Sigh, I so don't have time for this.
"If you want to help then wait here. I'm still not really well enough to drive, and just incase something does happen, it will be good to know I have a bit of backup. However unless I call for you, stay put. I don't need to have my attention divided between keeping you all safe and coiling his temper. Understood?"
"He's going to kick your ass." Arms crossed and looking very displeased by my orders, Zordon shakes his head sternly. "This is highly foolish Zedd you're still incredibly weak and fairly drained of a large portion of your power. You've no weapon, and now you wish to have no help."
"Who said I didn't have a weapon." Holding out my hand and calling upon my staff, I turn my back to the horde of doubters and head off around the house.
Looking after me Ethan is the first to speak up. "How does he do that?"
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Entering the backyard with a sigh, I lower myself quickly to duct a stone lawn ornament as I spot my throwing a fit lover who is clearly currently losing his god damn mind.
"Let's attempt to be reasonable Thomas!" Don't think that's going to work dude. Crouched behind one of the remaining chairs, blonde hair tousled, business suit dirty and torn, and energy radiating off of him clearly coming from the monster he's struggling not release, Mercer is In short an utter mess.
"Reason comes after you die." Picking up the outdoor glass table and hurling it in the man's direction, struggling just a bit with its weight, he in the end misses badly as his target darts out of the way with speed that does not befit a man of his age and physical appearance.
"Damn it Thomas he's close, stop this before I lose control and hurt you again!" Hm, so that's why he's attempting to restrain Mesagog. Even with the threat of being destroyed he still has enough concern for Thomas to not want to run the risk of his perverted alter ego doing him more damage. Well brownie points for him then.
"You hurt me?" Laughing coldly he glances around for his next possible projectile. "You don't stand a chance against me."
"No he doesn't, but I do." Planting myself firmly in place and doing my best to hide my weariness and less then perfect level of strength behind a calm and indifferent mask, I take his growl of defiance with a grain of salt.
"You. You are not needed here. Leave before I'm forced to punish you, pet." Once more using my term of endearment for him in a rather nasty and demeaning way, I find my blood boil in displeasure.
"I'm getting quite annoyed with your insolence Thomas. Now I understand that you are currently overwhelmed by the power you now posses however this sort of behavior is highly unacceptable and will not be tolerated by me." Knowing I sound too stern and my language resembles that which would be used if in fact I had placed us into the normal eltarian roles of mates, him being the receiving more submissive partner and me the giving dominate one I nevertheless do not tone it down. He needs to understand that this will not be tolerated, that he is not now the end-all be-all of greatness that he currently is led to believe he is thanks to the dark power. It's a hard lesson to learn, one that I'm near certain will involve me hurting him, but at least once it's gotten through he'll have a very high chance of regaining his control and sense.
Turning away from Mercer fully now, he glares me down, fists balled at his sides and anger nearly high enough to cause me the need to literally take a step back. The bond's making it difficult to concentrate, his emotions are running too high and I'm feeling them too strongly myself now. Damn it this was not supposed to happen this way.
"You dare speak to me like that." Definitely going to need his ass handed to him.
Ignoring his seething for the moment I look past him at the man I still hold responsible for a great deal of his troubles and insecurities. "You. Go." Looking near ready to argue, all it takes is another withering glare from me and an invisaportal is opened.
Muttering a quick 'good luck' and disappearing through the portal Mercer will probably be unable to stop Mesagog from taking over once he comes out of the receiving end, but right now that is of little concern to me.
Looking back just in time to see Mercer's disappearing form, Thomas let's out a snarl of rage at allowing himself to be distracted from his goal. "No! He was mine!"
Watching him calmly as he picks up one of the few remaining chairs and hurls it at the now empty space, I wait for him to run out of energy knowing it will happened eventually just as it would if he were an angry child throwing a fit.
As a stone cat follows the chair, which is then joined by the metal frame of the already thrown and shattered glass table I definitely do not envy Mercer's repair bill.
"You ruined it! He was going to pay! He was finally going to pay for what he had done to me!" And there goes the suave, oh-so cool evil persona. Little tip kids, ranting and raving does not equal cool evil, no matter how foul tempered and powerful you are.
Leaning just a bit on my staff, I continue to stand calmly and still determined to let him get it all out before bringing him back to reality. I will not have another repeat of this just because I acted too hastily and thus failed to let him drain enough power and energy.
Rage fueled further by my lack of response he turns his attacks on me calling forth an energy orb, which I'm almost certain he has no idea of how he's done it.
"And what may I ask do you intend to do with that?" I swear he throws that at me and he won't be sitting for a week. And I assure you it will not be due to anything pleasant either.
Purple ball of energy held in his hand he quickly hides his momentary surprise at having unconsciously called for it, before refocusing on me. "What do you think."
"I think you're about to get yourself into a great big heap of trouble. Now drop the energy orb and maybe I'll be lenient with you. Maybe."
Snarling at my response and lack of fear, he does exactly what I had expected. Leaning back and hurling the potentially dangerous- too humans -ball of energy at me, he really does in the end fail to realize just who he is dealing with.
Staff up and out, batting the attack right back at him I cringe inwardly as it hits its mark, striking him square in the chest and sending him to the ground with a rather telling yell of pain.
Sighing and finally moving from my spot I advance on him reminding myself that this has to be done for his own sake. He'll thank me when he gets back to normal. At least I hope he will. "Are you ready to submit?" Looking down at him and choosing my words carefully knowing just what phrase is needed to get his haunches up once more, I am less then surprised as he jumps back to his feet, recovering from the first hit fairly quickly.
"I will not submit to you!" Oh but you will. As much as I hate to do it, it's the only way to get you back.
Not informing him of this sad fact, knowing he would tune it out even if I did, I give a brief and formal nod. "As you wish." Lashing out with speed that I should not use in my current weak state I stick him in the left leg, bringing him to his knees before applying a hard kick to his midsection.
Grunting in pain that I know he felt very well, he crawls back a bit, giving himself distance and perhaps in his mind some level of safety before once more climbing to his feet. "You'll pay." I already am, pet. Trust me, I already am.
Gesturing for him to bring it if he's going to I wait patiently as he gears himself up for a strike. It takes a very short amount of time for him to charge once again, this time dodging my staff with the fluid grace that he's always possessed human or half-breed, it makes no difference.
Pulling back as my staff misses its mark I'm not yet recovered enough to effectively avoid his strike. Taking the blow in my solar plex with a pained grunt, I am reminded quickly that his strength can no longer be compared to that of a kitten where hitting me is concerned.
Lowering my head to suck in a breath I let him revel in his small victory for a moment before bringing reality crashing back down on his spiked head. "Consider that your one Thomas."
"One what?" Voice fat too superior, he rears back obviously intending to strike again.
Catching his fist in my hand as its shot out, I raise my eyes to calmly meet his. "Your one and only hit. I hope you enjoyed it because you'll not be allowed another." That said I strike back with startling force.
Shoving him back into the nearest tree I for the first time do not restrain myself for fear of doing him harm.
Crying out as he hits the trunk, wood splintering from the impact, he has no time to recover as I advance.
Picking him up by the throat I repeat my earlier question, knowing his response will determine how far I will have to go. "Do you submit?"
Taking a moment to clear his head, hands already clawing at mine which encircle his neck his hissed response is expected but none the less heartbreaking. "Never."
"As you wish love." Throwing him again with nearly the same level of force I watch as he catches himself before hitting the ground and tucking into a roll. Barely on his feet I send him back to the grass my own purple energy orb leaving a much more telling blast of pain.
Wincing at his screams I take a heavy breath forcing my voice to remain steady and strong as I ask again. "Do you submit?" Please Thomas, please say yes so I may finish this.
"Fuck you!" No pet I'm afraid you won't be doing that for a while now.
Sighing loudly and hating myself for what I'm now forced to do even though I know there's no other way I call forth a great deal of power from my staff and aim it directly for him. "I'm so sorry pet. I truly hope that when this is over you understand that I had to do this to save you."
Opening his mouth to counter, he never has a chance as I release the power hitting him with deadly force. Watching him hit a large oak tree several feet away I cannot manage to block out the sound or feel of his pain, my own body twitching in sympathy. Half-breed or not that is definitely going to hurt for quite some time.
Giving him a moment to lay and regain consciousness if it's needed, I slowly start for him, noting with weariness that he is not even attempting to raise up. "Do you submit?"
Eyes filled with immeasurable amounts of rage and hate, he finally, reluctantly admits defeat. "I submit." Finally! I honestly don't know if I had it in me both physically and emotionally to do that again.
Crouching down and pressing a soft kiss to his still growling mouth I let the back of my free hand caress his cheek in what I truly hope he realizes is a gesture of love and sorrow. "Thank you."
Standing once more I move into position to complete the task at hand.
Raising my staff over him I close my eyes not wishing to see his as I bring the sharpened end down into his chest.
To be continued….
OMG I am SO EVIL!! I so could have skipped to the next bit and added it into this part but no it was just too damn good to not leave right there. just remember if you kill me you'll never find out what happens.
