Title: Something rhyming with New, New Lies
Summary: What?! I could've SWORN it was something about pineapples or cheese….
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Lief/Dain SLASH!!!!!
Note: Heyo, here's an update!
Disclaimer: Yeah, I know. I don't own already!
Chapter 10: Getting It Back
If there's anything in the whole world,
Better than this feeling,
Than bring it on; the past is still healing.
It took a few moments for Lief to collect himself. His mind swirling, he looked up, his blue, blue eyes shining with tears.
Even though his voice wavered he asked; "And what of the powder?"
"Here."
Another book was pushed in front of him.
Slowly Lief took it, looking at the open page. There was an illustration of the powder, a bright, luminous green. Under it was a brief paragraph, straight forward and right to the harsh point.
"This powder makes memories disappear. A sorcerer can select a time period of these memories. This spell is handy for captives; if they take a prisoner, they can erase all memory before the victim was captured. Even so one must be careful while doing so and make sure that the person, who they are poisoning, in an essence, have no sorccerous capabilities. To view the memories or plant them into one's mind, the sorcerer must simply retract the information and images from the powder's will." Lief's voice was hollow as he read the words out loud.
So not only had Dain lied, but he had also poisoned him; wiping out his memory. The question was; what did Dain not want him to know?
"Can I borrow this?" he asked, gesturing to the book.
Leo nodded, "Of course. And this one too, for the bracelet."
Lief took both volumes; "I'm going to go to my room and work on these. I'll let you know if I have any progress." his voice was still very hollow and monotone; business-like but without any feeling within the folds of the words.
As he turned to walk away, he heard Leo say, partly to him, partly to whoever, "Just remember that playing in their web makes the pieces of the puzzle fall together eventually."
Easy enough for him to say.
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Lief toyed with the corner of the page, staring at the words as if he was willing them to change. They blurred in his vision, separated, drifted, but they stayed the same.
Gently he took a pinch of the green powder in his hand, letting it trail in the air, then float back into the jar.
Well, he had figured out how to disassemble the will of it and retrieve his memory. But there were risks. First off, he could loose control of one of the spells and the powder might steal them all back, including the ones he had since he came here and he might not be able to try a second time. Also, his brain could be overwhelmed and he might faint. That and the Shadow Lord may be able to detect him, as it was her (or its) spell.
Lief breathed in and spread out his hands. He saw the delicately constructed spell in his mind. It was like an ornate chain; each link barely intertwined, but al different and if you broke one, than all of them would spring out and hit you in the face.
Gently he took out a link with his own will; he reached in with the spell like a hand, simply moving his will with his mind.
It came out and he could see some of the defenses break; unravel and disappear.
He let out a breath that he hadn't known he had been holding. He reached in again, this time from a different angle, while at the same time, he formed a cup in his mind, one of sorcery. One to catch the memories as he undid this last latch.
This catch was hard, and it took all of his power to even grasp it. As soon as his mind wrapped around it, he felt a burst of the same death-like cold that he had when he had looked into her eyes. Pure evil. Nothing; just an expanse of malice.
Lief gasped in pain, shutting his eyes shut, his mind keeping jit's grip and other spell together.
It kept getting worse and worse. The pain...he had never felt anything like it. Suddenly he was lost. Just a life in the spell. His conscious mind left him and siwlrs of grey and red shone inside of his eyelids.
Then, suddenly, it was over and there was a moment of pure, halcyon silence…
That's when the latch broke and the memories flooded into Lief's mind.
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Lief couldn't recall much of that…moment. It wasn't a rush, it wasn't slow and plodding in his head…it just was.
It was a breeze that had always been there but he had never faced. It was a scar he had always had, but never saw.
It was like something that he knew about, but now he really did.
All he knew that he blinked and the powder was clear sugar, spread over the table, and he knew about it all.
Barda, Jasmine, the quest for the Belt. Doom, Dain, the Resistance, Queen Bee Honey. A bright rainbow light that he knew was the Belt of Deltora. Jasmine, who was now queen; the rightful heir revealed at last.
Dain. The traitor. The one who tired to steal the Belt and kill Doom…no….Endon.
The one who had stolen him just after the Belt had shone.
Lief's brow furrowed. He couldn't remember anything after that except a sharp pain in his head. He must have been unconscious.
Here, after he was taken, he could remember the box with things from Del. The crate…
Lief ran over to his side of the bed and looked under his table.
There it was. The proof of it all. If those objects were in there than Dain was a liar as well. If they weren't….than what kind of web was he playing in?
Gently he lifted the lid and gasped. There they were.
Slowly, he lifted Monty, his toy Kin, and hugged the stuffed creature close to him. Tears welled up in the sorcerer's eyes as he set his toy on his lap, running his hand over the soft brown cloth that his mother had so lovingly sewn.
"The question is," he said, smiling at the new knowledge, yet scared of the foreboding; "Are they alive or dead?"
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"Well, either is possible." Leo said.
Lief nodded solemnly, "That's why I'm going to need to fix this bracelet and make it an actual truth teller. All of my friends are brave and bold and strong, but I've seen first hand what the Shadow Lord can do to someone."
Leo flinched unconsciously flexing his claws. "I think that you should wait. Perhaps a few days. Enough time for you to adjust into your new memory."
"But what do you think?" Lief asked for the fifth or sixth time in that hour.
"Honestly?"
"Of course, I want your opinion, my friend." Lief said formally.
"I don't think that they are alive. If they are than they're slaves here."
"SLAVES??? HERE?!" Lief exclaimed.
Leo nodded, "You didn't hear? They have brought thousands of Deltorans here. No one knows what the Shadow Lord is planning to do with them, though."
"I shall have to ask Dain about that." Lief said, standing up, a little shocked.
"Will he tell you?"
Lief thought about it, "I don't know. If he's half the one I remember him to be, than he will."
"Do you think that he actually loves you?!" Leo called as Lief was about to leave.
He stopped in the doorway and turned, "Yes. I think so."
"You know that by loving him, you're betraying your friends, dead or alive, correct?"
Lief breathed in; "It seems," he said to the world as he left, "That I cannot do anything without betraying someone."
Note: So, what shall Lief find out when he fixes the bracelet? Are they dead or alive? Is Dain's love true? Can he get out without betraying himself, or someone else? Who must pay in the end? I know, my penname should be; The Evil Author rather than Golmere Verns.
This ain't my best, but I hope you like it. I think I'll be able to update more this month than last month, just so you know. I also have another slash story on FictionPress, so I'll be doing that too. But I'll try and update as much as I can.
Now to the
reviewers:
Homesweethomicide13: Haha. Maybe I shall! Thank you for the idea. I know that you won't turn me into a newt, would you? Glad you liked it and hope you liked this too.
KuroxShiroXAi: Thanks! Glad you liked it. Eh, I still don't think that I can remember that, but I like.