A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews! And to the newer readers, I hope you enjoy this story.
To the actual Sanctuary fans, this story will become totally MINE after Ch7. I'll try to be as suspenseful and sci-fi-like as I possibly can. Cryptozoology and Advanced Medical Science are my strong points. Also, some facts are thanks to my parents who are doctors. . Of course they don't read my work. XD.
Btw, I will only use David or Batista to name Batista. DHS will always be Davey or Dave or Davey Boy.
LETS GO!
Sanctuary: Mansion, John's bedroom.
John tensed as the man muttered his name. His name was David Batista, and he was VERY dangerous.
"Dad! Who is this guy?" Cody demanded. John just kept his eyes glued on Batista. Batista stood there smirking, sending hateful emotions towards John.
Batista chuckled, "Your father and I go way back young Cody."
"Dad?" Cody asked again. John shook his head from his daze but before he could answer his son, Batista teleported, and appeared behind Cody. Cody instantly reacted by trying to punch him, but Batista caught him by the wrist and twisted his arm Cody's back restraining him from violence.
John pointed his and David's face. Cody yelped in pain when David tightened his grip, making John hesitate.
"I know you don't want hurt your little baby boy hurt, so give me what I want." Batista warned. A vein in John's head pulsed. He couldn't let David reach his objective. It would only lead to more suffering and controversy.
"NEVER!" John screamed. Batista growled, clutching Cody closer to his chest, twisting Cody's arm more, making him scream out in pain. Cody didn't dare beg for release, knowing it would only provoke his capturer.
"David don't! This is about me and you! You have NOTHING to do with Cody?" John commanded. He hated seeing Cody in pain. It hurt him more than Cody on the inside. He couldn't bare the thought if Cody were to… John shook those thoughts from his brain.
"Dad! Shoot him!" Cody begged giving into the pain. John stayed silent. They were in a middle of a Mexican stand off. Why wasn't his dad putting a bullet through Batista's head? He had a million chances by now. What was he thinking?
"Do you know what its like to be ALONE!" Batista roared, Cody whimpered in fear as he continued.
"Knowing that you were here! With Cody! Of all people!" Batista drew his breathe deeply and calmed himself down. "Now, you know what I want. Give it to me, or he will die!" Batista fiercely ordered.
"No." John simply responded refusing to give up.
"So be it!" Dave scoffed. Cody whimpered out, "DAD!" just before he was teleported away. John's eyes widened in fear and he ran over to his computer. He brought up the security camera feed, searching for his boy.
"Where are you, where are you, where are you?" John repeated, clicking the mouse checking every room within the Sanctuary.
Batista teleported inside the highly dangerous abnormals habitats. Cody struggled and whimpered, trying to wriggle out of Batista's hold. Batista unsheathed one of the swords on his back and held it to Cody's neck. He held Cody close to his chest and whispered in his ear.
"I'd stay very very still if I were you boy." Batista advised and teleported away. Cody's eyes dilated with fear finally realizing where he was. He slowly looked around and stood in a fighting stance, preparing himself for anything. He whipped his head in the direction of a screech in the distance. He didn't stand a chance in there.
The habitat was dim lighted to fit the creature's natural habitat. It was humid, and well vegetated, like a forest. Cody could barely see anything, but he was able to make out blobby black figures. Who knew what nasty creature was in there with him. Here, he was for sure going to die.
John was still bent over on his desk looking for Cody. His eyes were frantic. Suddenly he heard a poof behind him and spun around, pointing his gun at Batista again.
"Where did you take him?" John demanded, voice rugged and serious. Batista sheathed his sword and pointed at the computer screen. John slowly turned his head and look at the screen. He almost screamed when he noticed where Cody was. There was his son, standing there in a fighting stance. His face filled with fear, anxiety, and confusion.
John whipped his gun back at David finding him tinkering with a little hand puzzle from John's coffee table. He was surprised seeing David acting relaxed and calm.
"Some of my best work, don't you think John?" David complimented himself. John rolled his eyes in distain. He started sprinting out of the room to the habitats.
"I'll get there first." David countered. John stopped in his tracks, knowing he was defeated at this point. "I'll just put him someplace even more dangerous. Maybe hanging off the edge of the Empire State Building." David added, "You of all people should know you shouldn't test me, John." John was close to breaking to tears. He didn't want to lose Cody. Not now, Not ever.
"I don't want him to die, John." Batista admitted tossing the apple in the air, catching it in his other hand.
"There's only one reason why you would risk HIS life!" John claimed, pointing his finger straight in Batista's face "You're dying! Aren't you?" John asked. Batista looked away, giving away the answer to John's conclusion.
"We're all dying, John, in a way." Batista evilly began, "But it all comes down to survival. I will do anything to ensure mine. To stay alive."
"Even if it means killing him!" John ensued, pointing back at the monitor screen.
"His life is in your hands John, not mine. It's up to you if you want to give me what I need." Batista blackmailed. John gulped knowing David was right.
"John, you saved my life before, you can do it again." Batista commented. John was surprised to hear a hint of compassion in his wickedly evil voice.
"I can help you David. I can find a cure." John said, "I can end this nightmare of yours once and for all." He wanted all of this to end and for David to move on from him.
"He clearly doesn't know." David noted, referring to a different subject.
"How can I tell him?" John exasperated. Cody would hate himself if he ever found out about David's other identity was. It would change him forever.
"He must've asked before," David surmised, "He must've asked where he got his killer instincts before. Where he got his fierce and deadly fighting skills." John looked away from David.
"I'm his father David! There's no changing that fact!" John argued.
"You mean you haven't told him…" David gaped. John just nodded, fighting back the tears. Batista growled, rage filled his face. He stepped in front of John, his eyes boring right into John's soul, trying not to kill him on the spot.
"David, your mind isn't stable. You don't know what you're thinking." John advised.
"John Cena!" Batista growled, "You DO NOT HAVE ANY COMMON SENSE!" Batista's eyes shifted over to the computer screen. There, not too far away, was a creature making its way towards Cody. "We don't have much time." Batista growled.
John looked at the computer too. He needed to make his choice. Cody, or David? He walked over to the key board and typed.
Sanctuary: Underground Main Lab
Randy helped Evan to his feet while Big Guy led the way through the main lab. Suddenly, the flat screen TVs from the circular frame above, lowered down and displayed a live video feed of the security camera looking over Cody. Big Guy growled at the screen and Randy watched.
The creature within the habitat slowly appeared from the brush of shadowy trees. Cody trembled in fear, but kept his cool. He was prepared for anything, just like his father had trained to be. It stepped into view and Cody got a look at it. He knew its weakness.
The creature had scales, it was black all over, and claws on the end of long arms with blade like scales along the side. Like a lizard mutated with pray-mantis. Its head was like an iguana's but with fangs and razor like teeth.
Once in range, it swung its heavy and deadly arm. It missed Cody by millimeters. Cody reacted by turning around and jumped the wall behind him. He reached up and grabbed the bars covering the air vent. Luckily for Cody, the light was right next to vent and he was able to kick away at the light cover that dimmed the room.
It took struggled kicking the cover. With one big kick, he was able to dislodge the cover by a few inches, but at the same time losing his grip on the bars. He fell seven feet, and landed with a thud. The creature pounced over Cody and clawed at him, knocking him to the side.
Suddenly, the steel door to the habitat opened up. On the other side was Big guy, Randy, and Evan. Big Guy roared and tackled the creature to the ground. They rolled a few feet and the creature sank its teeth into Big Guy's shoulder. Big roared in and broke the creature's arm. The creature roared too and swiped at Big Guy's chest.
While they were wrestling on the ground, Randy ran over to Cody's side. Cody had three long gashes along his neck, going down to his chest. Blood was pouring out, but they were only flesh wounds. He told Cody he was going to be okay.
Randy looked back at the creature that did this to Cody. Immediately his eyes focused in on the features. The scales, the shape, the claws, and the screeching. It was all too familiar. It was the creature of his nightmares. The creature that killed his mother.
The creature threw Big Guy aside and glared at Randy. Randy's eyes focused on the creature, it was looking at the light above. Randy looked up at the light, seeing that the cover was loosely hanging on to the wall. Then his eyes focused on the metal pole on the wall.
The creature hissed and made the same primal screeches from the horrible night so many years ago. Randy was paralyzed with fear. It was him and the abnormal. Survival was not on Randy's side at the moment.
Sanctuary: Mansion, John's bedroom.
John placed a wooden foot by a foot box on his desk. He unlocked the lids and flipped it open. On the inside were vials on blood and a syringe needle. He pulled out one of the vials and filled the syringe. Batista watched as John slowly filled the syringe with the blood, anxiety rising within. John handed David the syringe of blood.
"How can I be sure this isn't something to accelerate my death?" David asked.
"It's mine." John assured. "It's centrifuged and pure." David took one more look pulled up his sleeve. He stuck the needle in his main artery and started inserting the blood. He took deep breathes, making the blood spread faster throughout his body. When the last of the blood was gone, David sighed with relief. A smile formed on his face.
"Thank you John, you won't regret it." David gratified. John half smiled in response.
"I don't think I can say the same for you." John apologized. "I'm sorry." Suddenly, realization hit David like a ton of bricks. Of course John wouldn't let a threat like him exist. He knew him all too well and yet he fell for it. John isn't one to have pity.
All of a sudden, orange sparks and wisps began to form around David. It was like he was teleporting, but he was in pain. His energy was rejecting the blood, thus making forcing him to teleport against his will. The blood had changed his energy signature, reacting with the unstable electromagnetic waves surging through his veins.
"Forgive me David" John apologized again. Tears were at bay, but he kept them that way.
Batista grunted in pain. "The others…" he was struggling forming words. His energy was making him fade in and out like a lightbulb. "Will come…*bzzzt*…in…*bzzzt*…time." Batista got out. He buzzed one more time before he finally disappeared in a big cloud of orange, then faded to red, then disappeared. For now.
Sanctuary: Highly Dangerous Abnormal Habitat
Randy backed up against the wall and yanked out the metal bar, but it wasn't budging. The creature stepped forward and screeched at Randy. Finally, Randy pulled out the bar and swiftly knocked the light cover off, releasing pure light. The light shined on the creature. Randy saw as the creature's skin smoked and bubbled under the bright light.
The abnormal screeched in pain and ran back into the forest for protection. He heard it cry in pain and cover its head with his claws. Adrenaline was rushing through his veins. He looked back down at Cody. He was knocked out, blood slowly seeping out of the gashes. He picked up the younger man and slung his arm around his shoulder. Then the main door opened and on the other side was John with a pistol and Evan.
"Stay in the light!" Randy ordered while John quickly stepped over to him. Evan ran over to Big Guy's side and helped him to his feet. John kept his gun pointed at the shadows as they filed out of the habitat. John flipped the switch and the door closed behind them.
Evan helped Big Guy on a gurney and Randy helped push him. "Are you nuts?" Evan exclaimed.
"Maybe." Randy joked and they all went to the infirmary.
Sanctuary: Morning
Randy walked through the main halls of the Sanctuary, on his way to the infirmary. He was holding a bouquet of purple flowers. Just then, Cody stepped out of his room dressed in navy blue pajamas with Ted holding his hand.
"Whoa!" Randy expressed, "You okay?" Ted kissed Cody's neck.
"Yeah, it just broke the skin is all. Besides, Teddy here always makes me feel better." Cody smiled. Ted giggled and planted a kiss on Cody's cheek.
"You get beat up too much." Teddy complained. Cody rolled his eyes.
"Like you should be talking." Cody nudged Ted in the side. Randy laughed. Cody stopped laughing and took a deep breathe.
"So, Randal, um," Cody scratched the back of his head.
"C'mon baby! Say it! He deserves it!" Ted whined. Cody rolled his eyes.
"Fine Ted, I will," Cody deep another deep breathe, "I'm sorry. I think I underestimated you. And t-th-tha" Cody struggled. Ted smack him on the back, making Cody finish his sentence.
"Thank you for saving my life." Cody got out. He turned to Ted. "You ass!" Randy laughed.
"Thanks Codes. It means a lot." Randy admitted.
"It should be!" Cody laughed. Ted smacked him on the back again. "Would you stop doing that?" Cody demanded. Ted laughed.
"Someone has to keep you in line." Ted laughed. Randy laughed even harder.
"Whatever" Cody pouted. Then he put on a serious face, "Randy, I know my dad can be pretty dark and weird sometimes, but as you've seen, he can be the brightest and funniest person on earth."
Randy nodded, "Thanks." Randy started walking away but Cody stopped him.
"Oh, and um Randy, if those are for Big Guy, he's allergic to pollen." Cody advised.
"Thanks again" Randy looked down in disappointment. The Big Guy had been a big help last night and he really wanted to thank him. He guessed that he should just thank him straight up.
After Randy had thanked Big guy, he learned a very valuable lesson. There are such things as monsters. He walked into John's office and found John sitting at his desk. Randy knocked on the open door and John looked up. He closed his notebook and folded his hands on the desk.
"Leaving already." John asked. Randy nodded. His hand was in his pocket and no emotion could be registered on his face, yet still the purple flowers were in his hand.
"How unfortunate." John sighed. Randy slowly walked into the room and took a seat at one of the chairs. "Are those for me?"
"Yeah, just to say thank you." Randy said, "I hope you like them." John smiled.
"I do, purple is my favorite color." John admitted. Randy smiled. Then his face turned serious.
"Listen, John, here me out." Randy begged. "You said you brought me here because I was a truth seeker, just like you, but you still kept secrets from me. Why?" Randy asked.
John sighed and nodded, "What 'things', Randy?"
Randy collected his thoughts. His mind shifted back to the night of his mother's death. The abnormal was above him, its drool dripping down onto Randy's young cheek. It screeched into the night, claiming its prey. It dropped its head and snapped at Randy's face.
Randy felt the fangs graze his face, but suddenly, there was a gun shot. Randy opened his eyes to see that there was a dart stuck in the monster's eye. The monster screeched in pain and fell over to its side.
Then out of nowhere, there was John, running out of the shadows. He looked the same age as Randy first met him. He kneeled beside Randy and picked him up. John's team mates surrounded the creature and injected another dose of tranquilizing liquid into its heart.
Randy was whimpering and crying, covered in the blood of his mother. John pulled out of blanket and wrapped Randy in it. He picked up the young Randy and sat at the foot of a nearby oak tree. He held Randy in his arms, comforting the young boy, shushing him asleep, muttering "Its all right, you're safe now. This was just a nightmare."
Randy put his head on the much older man's shoulder and nuzzled against his neck. He felt safe in John's arms. A feeling he wouldn't feel until destiny brought them back together again.
Back in reality, Randy chose his words carefully. He sniffled at the thought of his mother. The bronzed man wiped his eyes and looked at John straight in the eye.
"You were there," Randy paused for dramatic effect, "Weren't you?" Randy's finger's curled into a fist.
John stared back into Randy's stormy grey eyes. "Your mother was an extraordinarily brave woman, Randy. She sacrificed herself to keep you safe and out of harms way."
Randy slammed his fist into John's desk. "You could have saved her!" Randy bellowed in grief. Tears were forming in his eyes.
"We tried Randy! I swear, we got there as fast as we could, but there was no stopping the inevitable." John answered back. He hated seeing randy like this. "We barely got there in time to save you!"
Randy sat back in his chair, defeated, knowing all too well that John was right. John did everything he could to help him. His mind shifted onto another subject.
"You couldn't have been more than what? 12? 11?" Randy asked. John looked down as Randy continued. "A monster catcher trainee? I don't think so." John looked at his hands, deciding whether to tell Randy even more about himself.
"And then there's David Batista. The same name of a suspect of a mass murder case all the way back in England's late 1880s. But not just any case, the Ripper case."
John nodded, "Yes, I know, he was my first patient." John explained.
Randy raised an eyebrow seeing that his theories were correct, "So that mean, either one or both of you can travel through time. Either that or your more than one hundr…"
"I am 153 years old." John answered. Randy's mouth opened up and sighed. He stared back up at the ceiling in amazement. John didn't look a day over 33.
"How…is this all possible?" Randy exclaimed. John smiled.
"When you work in this world as long as I have, the rewards and curses are a mystery." John explained.
"God, you treated one of the most notorious serial killers of all time." Randy let the information sink in. John frowned.
"He wasn't always like that. He was dying. He was depressed. I gave him my blood to extend his life span. But the transfusion went all wrong and side effect took part." John explained.
"Oh." Randy muttered. John nodded hoping Randy would understand. They sat there, sitting, staring into each other's eyes. Lightning emotions were being shared between them. All of a sudden, Randy felt that same feeling of protection from last night. John felt it too and smiled.
"Randy, please, stay here. With me." John begged. His face was full of hope. His amazingly blue eyes and adorably handsome would affecting Randy in ways he had never been before.
"I don't know." Randy admitted scratching the back of his head.
"Randy, you could do so much here. Please, for me." John pleaded. He walked around his desk and took a seat next to Randy, keeping their eyes concentrated only on each other.
"Do you really think that. I mean, what can I do?" Randy asked timidly. He leaned closer to John. John put his hand on Randy's shoulder.
"There are things you've been doing all your life Randy. I know you'll be important." John encouraged. John slowly ran his hand along Randy's long neck to the back of his head.
"I'm scared though." Randy admitted. He leaned closer to John. Sparks were flaring within his heart.
"Don't worry. I'll keep you safe. I'm your Sanctuary." John said, right before he sealed the space between him and his new lover.
A/N: Yay! Finally! I'm done with this part. OMG! This was so much work! LOL! Well, hopefully I'll update again tomorrow. . CYA!
A/N: Also, please, idc if a review is just a simple smiley face or two words. I just like to hear from people. Also i really want to regain all of my past readers.
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