Experiments At The Home

Mafia's Son

Chapter 3: Fury's Insistence And The Song Of A Lost Love

Hello, this is my third fanfiction and my second Avengers fanfiction. I have not been a writer for long and am in dire need of inspiration. I would still like your normal commentary telling me were my faults are but I need people to egg me on to create more chapters and type longer like with 'A New Sister'. So please if you read my chapters comment and tell me how they were. This fanfiction was just thought up one day while being bored yet it sprouted into something I actually have the courage to post so please have the courage to tell me what you think.

P.S. I do not own any of the Marvel character or 'Nightmare Before Christmas'.

WARNING LABLE

This fanfiction may include violence sexual hinting and or inappropriate language for underage readers.

:) Flashback

*"Mother is calling." Kiyo said simply as a thin trail of blood leaked out of the corner of his mouth and dripped off of his chin.*

:) Skip

It had been several days since Fury had seen Kiyo. After he had made his pledge it seemed as if he was breaking it by not forcing Kiyo to stay by his side. Fury was becoming more and more distracted by the day and his worries multiplied by the hour. All of the other Avengers were beginning to worry as well.

Six days after the incidences with Doom Tony got an e-mail from Kiyo. It read the following:

Dear Avengers and Fury,

I know I have been away for a little while but you must have begun worrying about me due to the Doom incidences and other worry some information. You have no need to worry though I wouldn't go as far to say that I am fine, so as to say I am not dead. I have gone through the punishments required for several of my faults but it will be a while till I will see you. Honestly, the reason why is that I would rather not allow my enemies to see me in worse condition then they already have.

My Condolences,

The Red Serpent

Tony instantly assembled the Avengers and Fury when he got the e-mail. Fury told Tony to reply to the message with a good amount of and make sure he get the fact that' I don't give a flying rat's ass if he looks like shit I want to see him'.

Tony's message was easily sent to the original e-mail that they got the first from. The reply however took two days to finally get. The reply is the following:

Dear Avengers and Fury,

I know you are upset, but please don't push it I don't want to come right now. Besides, why not continue on that old tradition you and I played before. I will come when I escape the federal claws again.

My Condolences,

The Red Serpent

Fury became angered and quickly typed a reply that he sent before the other Avengers could even read it, other than Tony. The reply, again, took two days to come. The reply is the following:

Dear Fury,

Fine if you are so insistent that I come then I will, but I swear you will not like what you see.

My Condolences,

The Red Serpent

Fury came back up the stairs with a worried look, and The Avengers became wary.

"So what was the reply?" Steve hesitantly asked.

"He says he will come."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Thor asked.

"It is, or rather it would be, but it is what he said after that is worrying me."

"And that would be what exactly?" Loki questioned.

"That we will not like what we see." The room was silent for a moment. Then, the doorbell rang.

"Jarvis?" Tony asks.

"Yes sir?"

"Who's at the door?"

"A Mr. Tukamekushi sir."

"Ah, good, let him in." They hear the front door open and the squeak of tennis shoes. A hooded figure walks through the kitchen entrance and stops. The figure is wearing a black hoody with the Avengers symbol in red on the front. He had black skinny jeans and red converses on. His hands were also in his pockets and his head was down. From their prospective The Avengers could just barely see the tips of silver hair trying to poke their way out of the hood.

"Kiyo?" Fury asked hesitantly as he slowly walked toward the person. The person nodded his head. "Kiyo, why aren't you saying anything?" Fury's hesitance turned into worry. Kiyo removed his hands from his pockets and then moved the hood back. He turned his face up to face Fury with a sad face as he heard the gasps from Fury and the others. Kiyo have several long scratches on his face, several of which had stitches. He also had a silk crimson cloth covering his eyes, but the most noticeable change was his mouth. Someone had done a sloppy job of sewing it up.

He placed a hand on his throat and shook his head then moved the hand so that he was putting one finger over his raggedly stitched mouth. Fury walked forward and took Kiyo into his arms and shook his head sadly.

"I am sorry, Kiyo. I didn't protect you." Kiyo smiled and waved his hands then hugged Fury back, as if to say he was forgiven.

"Well twerp, you look like hell." Tony said as he walked over to the two. Kiyo let go of Fury and put a hand on the back of his head and nodded with a sheepish look on his features. "Well I be damned you really don't need words to hold up a conversation." Kiyo put his pointer finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose and shook his head. "Well I guess we got our answer of' does the Mafia really sew their own people's mouths shut' now how do you go without food or water?"

Kiyo took out one of those 'feed them when they are unconscious but still need nutrients' bags with its tube and needle. Tony nodded then walked back to the kitchen table for a few more sips of his coffee. Loki was the first to speak now.

"Would you like us to remove the stiches from your mouth?" Kiyo faced Loki and nodded. Loki walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "It will hurt a little, are you ready?" again Kiyo nodded. Loki reached a hand up and reached for his magic. His magic wove its self around the thread and began to pull in out, inch by inch. Kiyo whimpered slightly but did not flinch away, instead he remained perfectly still. Loki let out a sigh of relief when the thread was finally removed. "You can open your mouth now." Kiyo nodded then opened his mouth and removed a cloth that had been stuffed inside. He then worked his jaw to get the initial soreness out.

"Thank you, Loki. You are a true life saver." Kiyo's voice had only a slight hint of hoarseness in it. Loki smiled then placed a hand on the cloth.

"You really did lose your sight, huh?" Loki's voice was sad. Kiyo bit lightly down on his bottom lip and nodded.

"Doom's stuff whipped them out for the most part. I have absolutely no sight, and they look weird to everyone else so I put this on. It was a gift from my step father before he passed and I finally found a use for it." Kiyo smiled lightly. Loki looked at him for a long moment.

"Can I see them?" Kiyo's head shot up in surprise then he slowly nodded. Loki deftly undid the not holding the cloth up and the slowly pulled it away. Kiyo had his eyes closed and nothing seemed out of the ordinary around them. Then, Kiyo's eyelids then move open and his eyes were finally revealed. The Avengers were shocked to say the least.

Kiyo's pupils were slit like a snake's and had turned a bright shade of red. However there was something slightly transparent over it. Fury finally realized what had happened to Kiyo's eyes.

"Kiyo, I think it is time you speak with your alternative self." Kiyo stiffened then turned to face Fury.

"I refuse." He stated plainly as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"It is time Kiyo. You have to, and not by my will. It will be twice as painful if you deny him what he wants. Rather than the small amount of pain you will go through to just talk to him." Fury took a step forward and placed a hand over Kiyo's cheek. "I honestly don't want you to be in pain but if you refuse him he will hurt you worse." Kiyo sighed in defeat.

"I really can't say no to you now can I?" Kiyo chuckled. "Alright, however, I will need a few things." Fury nodded and sent each Avenger on a task to get the individual things.

:) Skip

Kiyo was now sitting in the Lotus position and humming a tune along the lines of London Bridge to himself as he balanced out his energies and calmed all of his nerves. The Avenger and Fury were sitting next to the walls on the floor of either side of Kiyo. Kiyo sighed finally in release, then he raised two fingers of his left hand up to his mouth and lightly blew on them the tips began to glow a red burning color until finally they burst into a small flame the flame seemed to dance about his fingers and he opened his hand to let them dance about the rest of his palm. He then led the tiny flame back up to his fingertips this time using all of them before gently pointing them at the large sea shell full of dried sage. The flames followed his silent command and a piece of it jumped into the shell letting the bitter sweet smell from the leave escape into the air. Kiyo gratefully hummed and the flame came back to rest on his fingertips leaving the Sage to smoke on its own. Kiyo gratefully took a breath of the sage's smoke into his lungs before exhaling and pointing his little friends at the candles. They obliged and split into separate flames, one by one jumping into the small wicks of the candles until there were no flames left to dance on his fingertips.

Kiyo's eyes remained closed the entire time as he worked and they continued to do so as he began to summon another elemental being.

Both of his hands raised and stayed directly in front of him at chest height as if there was a table there. Kiyo began humming an unfamiliar tune and the air grew more humid. A thin trail of water began to weave itself up the boy's arms and into his hands. Kiyo's silk like voice began to fill the room as he let the energies dance their way about him.

"The wind was a torrent of darkness the gusty trees." The sound of a guitar and other instruments started playing to his lonesome song of lost love. The water began weaving itself around the boy creating a clear lair around him. Kiyo's hair and cloths began to bounce in the water as if they were floating.

"The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas." The air seamed to sing with Kiyo's voice and it too began to dance to the tune.

"The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor.

"And the highwayman came riding, riding, riding,"

"The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door." The flames began to flicker in tune to the song and the room was filled with the pleasurable music.

"He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,"

"A coat of claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin;"

"They fitted with never a wrinkle; hi boots were up to the thigh!"

"And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,"

"His pistol butts a –twinkle,"

"His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky." The Avengers began hearing the galloping sound of a horse running on a dusty road began to be heard around the music and fit in Kiyo's voice.

"Over the cobbled he clattered and clashed in the dark innyard," His voice brought the sounds of the story to life as sung the verses with ease.

"And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred;"

"He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there"

"But the landlord's black eyed daughter,"

"Bess, the landlord's daughter,"

"Plaiting a dark red love knot into her long black hair."

"One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize tonight,"

"But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;"

"Yet if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,"

"Then look for me by the moonlight,"

"Watch for me by the moonlight,"

"I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way." His form began to glow ever so slightly as he sang the lines."

"He rose upright in his stirrups; he scarce could reach her hand"

"But she loosened her hair i' the casement! His face burnt like a brand"

"As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;"

"And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,

"(Oh, sweet black waves in the moonlight!)"

"Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west." The glow strengthened and Kiyo raised his face to the ceiling.

"He did not come at the dawning; he did not come at noon,"

"And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,"

"When the road was a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor,"

"A red-coat troop came marching, marching, marching"

"King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door." The candles dimmed slightly but continued their rhythmic flickering, casting deeper shadows about the room.

"They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,"

"But they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed;"

"Two of them knelt at the casement, with muskets at their sides!"

"There was death at every window"

"And hell at one dark window;"

"For Bess could see, through the casement,"

"The road that he would ride." The Glow grew brighter and the water seemed to begging stretching for something in front of Kiyo.

"They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest;"

"They had bound a musket beside her, with barrel beneath her breast!"

"Now keep good watch! And they kissed her." A second voice spoke in unison to Kiyo as he began the next verse.

"She heard the dead man say,"

"Look for me be the moonlight,"

"Watch for me by the moonlight,"

"I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!" The water began to form a figure in front of Kiyo. At first it was nothing more than an amass of water in the shape of a human but as Kiyo and the other voice continued to sing the figure became more and more detailed except it was still in the form of water.

"She twisted her hands behind her, but all the knots held good!"

"She writher her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!"

"They stretched and strained in the darkness and the hours crawled by like years!"

"Till now, on the stroke of midnight,"

"Cold, on the stroke of midnight,"

"The tip of one finger touched it!"

"The trigger at least was hers!" The smoke from the sage was sucked into the mass of water and colored the hair, eyes nails and piercings. The figure was beginning to look familiar but none of the Avengers could place it. The figures mouth move and it looked as though the figure was singing the words along with Kiyo.

"Tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horse's-hoofs ringing clear"

"Tlot-tlot, in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?"

"Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,"

"The highwayman came riding, riding, riding!"

"The red-coats looked to their priming!"

"She stood up straight and still!" The figure stole the black from the shadows about them and it colored pants, pupil, shirt, belt, and his shoes.

"Tlot in the frosty silence! Tlot, in the echoing night!"

"Nearer he came and nearer! Her face was like a light!"

"Her eyes grew wide for a moment! She drew one last deep breath,"

"Then her finger moved in the moonlight,"

"Her musket shattered the moonlight,"

"Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him with her death." The figure took in the fire. I colored his pale peach skin, red demonic horns, devils tail, pick tong and highlights throughout his outfit. He still however looked as though he were still moving in a watery suspension.

"He turned; he spurred to the west; he did not know she stood"

"Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!"

"Not till the dawn he heard it; his face grew grey to hear"

"How Bess, the landlord's daughter,"

"The landlord's black eyed daughter,"

"Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there." The water look to the figure seemed to be evaporating. Kiyo flinch in a sudden bout of pain, but he continued to sing the song crystal clear in the small room.

"Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky"

"With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!"

"Blood-red were the spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat,"

"When they shot him down on the highway."

"Down like a dog on the highway,"

"And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat." The figure solidified completely as he stared at Kiyo's pained face. The continued to sing together, to the very last word.

"Still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,"

"When the moon is a ghostly galleon, tossed upon the cloudy seas,"

"When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,"

"A highwayman comes riding, riding, riding,"

"A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door." Their voices echoed out and the music softly dispersed. The new figure was almost an exact replica of Kiyo. The only differences were the horns and tail of the second figure.

"You called for me, brother."

:D You Gotta Love A Cliff Hanger Like That! C:

K so I do not own Loreena Mckennitt's music "The Highwayman" but it is a favorite of mine and I figured I'd share it with you in a really magical way! Yah I finally finished it!

So thank you for taking time out of your day to read this. Oh, and by the way if you want another chapter you have to give me some more comments and no I do not mean one person sends a lot of comments all on their lonesome. I you want another chapter I have to get at least four comments otherwise you won't get what I type up!

So again thank you for taking time out of your day to read this and don't forget to comment even if what you have to say id mean. :P