A New Beginning part 3

(WARNING! RATED 'M' FOR A REASON!)

Alyn Shir looked at him with a smirk, and Archon could only stare.

"What is it?" she asked, and her voice sounded as dry as always. "Cat got your tongue?"

"…No." Archon said after a few moments. "I'm just… surprised to see you. I thought I'd never see you again… or at least not so soon."

Alyn did not answer, but only looked at him and made a quick glance to the door.

"Are you here… to kill me?"

"Kill you?" she asked, and she smiled. "No… not today."

"Oh, good." Archon sighed and he relaxed. Now that he knew he wouldn't have to defend himself against an old friend, he felt more at ease. "But then why are you here… I am surprised to see you."

"Why is that?" she asked.

"Well, since you always show up whenever you please." Archon pointed out. "And you also leave every time I turn my back. Remember the first time we met? In Arden's hut? You were already there, you said a few things, but when I heard something and turned around back to you, you were gone. The same happened in Emaire. You told me about General Tilera, and poof… gone."

"I have my tricks…" Alyn simply said, and she leaned against the wall. "And I had my reasons. But if you wanted me there to hold your hand at every step of the way, you should have said so."

"Yea… that's not it… but you still did not answer my question. Why are you here?"

"For two reasons actually. But first; lock the door, please."

Archon looked at her with one eyebrow raised in suspicion, but then he grabbed a key and locked the door, so that no-one could enter.

"First and foremost," Alyn continued. "I wanted to make sure you got the message I left you in that letter." and she pointed at the folded piece of parchment on the dresser next to the bed. "No-one can know the truth of the power behind Gadflow. No-one can know of what happened in Alabastra."

"Yes, I got that part quite clear," Archon said. "don't worry. But is all that secrecy still needed. Gadflow is dead, and Tir-, sorry, 'she' is dead. I killed her, and she won't be able to come back."

Alyn did not look at Archon, but instead looked out the window, like she was lost in thought.

"Wait… can she?"

Archon felt fear boil in him. if Tirnoch would be able to rise again, then there would be no end to this.

"I don't know." Alyn said. "No-one does. She was a Dragon, and as far as we know, she is the only one of her kind. Plus, she used to be a Fae, and they are part of the Great Cycle. Whether or not she has corrupted the Great Cycle does not matter anymore. There is always a change that everything will go back to the way it was. That the Fae will be reborn again, and that Fate will hold this world in her grasp once more. The problem is this; We. Don't. Know."

Alyn walked away from the wall and sat down on a chair, and Archon sat down on the bed, facing her. He saw something different in her. She had always been calm, calculated, slightly smug and like she cared not one bit. But now, she seemed a bit lost. Like she wasn't sure anymore of anything. Archon could guess why this was. She had also been a part of Fate's plan, but now, she no longer was. She also had freedom of her own now, because of him. Archon saw that her calm demeanour had lessened, as if she did not know what to do with that freedom.

"Nothing like you has ever existed before." Alyn continued. "And Tirnoch was fated to never be defeated. Whether you have changed that Fate permanently, is something that no-one can know. Therefore, no-one can know of her…. ever."

"Alright… that makes sort of sense… despite the fact that it is drenched with 'what-ifs'. But there is no need to worry about me. I was once part of your Order, and despite that I no longer am, I will never tell anyone the truth about Alabastra. You have my word."

The two now looked each other in their eyes, and he saw a slight sense of relief in her. She sat on the chair like she was tired, or maybe she was resting. At least she seemed to be at ease, leaning against the wooden back of the chair, and her legs hanging on the floor.

"But speaking of you Order, and this letter that you left, what was the plan they had with me, should I survive Alabastra?"

Alyn sighed and looked at him. "Are you sure you want to know?"

"Yes."

"Very well then." Alyn sighed. "They planned on killing you. As I said; No-one outside the Order, can know about Tirnoch. They were afraid that you might spread the word of you deeds of heroism, without hiding the truth of the power behind Gadflow."

She sighed again. "I thought I explained everything already as we went through Alabastra? If people would know what she really is, and of the power and promises that she can give to people, they would try to bring her back. Just like Gadflow did. Don't make the mistake in thinking Gadflow was the first. There had been dozens like him before, but they all failed… or you can say that we succeeded in eliminating the threat in time. But Gadflow was different in some cases, or maybe the world was already changing before you. Who will have all the answers?"

"I understand better now." Archon nodded. "This is also the reason why you killed Ventrinio, isn't it?"

"Exactly." Alyn said. "He became obsessed with the power behind Gadflow, and although he did not understand what it truly was, he started to learn and guess too much. He became obsessed with power and what might be done with that power."

She suddenly smiled and a slight, almost unheard, laugh escaped her mouth. "You should be careful. You have immense power as well, and you might find people becoming obsessed with you as well."

Archon chuckled and he saw that Alyn answered it.

"But you said that there were two reasons you're here." Archon remarked. "What is the second one?"

"That one should be obvious." Alyn said plainly, and she pointed at the dresser. "I want my knife back. I can't rightly defend myself properly without two knifes."

Archon grabbed the knife and held it in front of him. His thoughts went rapidly, and there was something about Alyn's tone, that seemed off. Like she wasn't telling the whole truth, but that wouldn't be the first time.

"Hmm."

"What?"

"The thing is this." Archon said. "I think you're not telling the truth… again."

"And what makes you think that? Alyn asked, and she kept a straight face, but her eyes flickered."

"You see… you indeed already warned me, never to tell the truth about Alabastra. You warned me then and there… and here in this letter. I find you being here, just to tell this again, a weak reason."

He smiled when he saw Alyn's smile disappear.

"Secondly… if you really wanted to keep this knife… you wouldn't have left it here nailed to my bed. You would have left the letter on the dresser, and not use the knife."

He stood up and grabbed the letter from the dresser, and played with the knife in his hands. "So… what is the real reason that you're here?"

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean." Alyn said, but she said in hesitantly.

"Oh, I think you do… Alyn." Archon said and he slowly walked to her, keeping her eyes fixed on his. "You see… I remember everything in Alabastra. Also what happened after I killed Her."

Alyn Shir's face became pale, and her calm, careless expression faded a bit.

"I remember waking up for two moments… your face hovering over me, and I thought I had felt something on my face. It might have been nothing,… but it felt like a kiss."

Alyn had become even paler, and her face became now more and more red.

"You are mistaken…. I'd never… you don't…. that was…."

Archon looked at her and he felt better than ever before. The sight of Alyn squirm at only his words, was almost comical, but at the same time, he also felt warmer. She had always been calm and confident about herself, but now…. She seemed to struggle to keep herself together.

"So I think you're here for a different reason." he continued and he unfolded the letter. "Shall I read it for you?"

Alyn now stared at the letter, and her eyes were wide open in something that almost looked like fear.

"I would have liked to deliver this letter in person… to see you one final time.

And of course.

Perhaps one day, in happier times, you and I shall meet. But until that day I am, and remain, yours. Alyn Shir."

A pale-red blush was now clearly visible on her face, and her eyes still stared at him as he still came closer until he stood right in front of her.

"What I think the real reason is that you're here; is that you wanted to see me again." Archon started to talk quieter, so that only she could hear him. "You wanted to see me again, like you say in the letter… and I think you also lied to me in Alabastra."

"I don't know… what you mean…"

Her voice had become so quiet he could hardly hear her, and he leaned in a bit.

"I think you lied when you said that you 'have more important things to do than love'. I think you do like me… more than you're willing to admit."

Alyn stood up, made a slight move and she pressed the tip of her other dagger against Archon's chest. "I... s-suggest you don't say that again."

Her voice was louder than before, but her face did not change, and Archon felt himself smile more.

"You can't handle the truth?"

"The truth?" she asked. "You have no idea about 'Truth'. I live in an Order that knows about Truth, and I'm told to keep my mouth shut. I promised everyone in the Order that you wouldn't spill the Truth either, and thank goodness they trusted me. I am told how to live my life, every single day, and to keep these massive secrets from the world."

"Maybe," Archon said. "but this 'secret' is not about the world. It is about you, and would it really be so bad that someone else knows about it?"

"… yes…." her voice was small again and the expression of fear and embarrassment was clear in her eyes.

Archon flashed the dagger he held in his hands faster than Alyn could react. She closed her eyes, and thought Archon had just wounded her. She opened them and saw that he had severed two of the leather straps around her right shoulder. The piece of armour now hung loose and she looked at a smiling Archon with her eyes wide open in shock.

With a shout she lunged at him with her dagger, but he grabbed her arm and cut through two more straps and her shoulder-piece fell on the ground. She pulled herself loose from his grasp and jumped over him. She had always been faster than him, but she couldn't think straight anymore. She was mad at herself for holding back at him, and her head was filled with too many emotions, something she had never felt before, and it made her swing her weapon around like a child.

Archon was calmer than she was, and since she struggled with herself, he was able to best her. He ducked under another strike and quickly removed her bracer that covered her lower left-arm. She tried to kick him, but he grabbed her leg and pushed her around, cutting another leather strap on her back. Her chest-piece shifted a bit, and she yelled in frustration. With speed she ducked under his blow, and gave him a slight cut on his side.

"Ach!... That hurt."

"Let that be a warning!" she panted, and sweat glistened on her body. Her hair had fallen loose over her face and she pointed the dagger at him. "I won't hold back!"

Archon laughed and wiped a bit of blood away. "I was hoping you would say that."

"Aaahh!"

Alyn Shir jumped at him, but he ducked and grabbed her in mid-air. He pushed her on the ground and with one pull, he removed her right-boot. But before he could grab her left leg, she kicked him in his face, and he rolled off her. They both stood up panting and stared at each other. Archon had a slight cut on his side, but Alyn had lost one boot and her shoulder-piece. Her eyes now stared at him with fury, and he only smiled. He had his back to the bed, and when she jumped at him again, he pushed her over him, on the bed, and yanked off another boot. She quickly rolled away and threw a candlestick at him.

It hit him square on his forehead, and she immediately gave him another cut on the middle of his chest. She said nothing as he rubbed over the new wound, but it was only a shallow cut, and it hardly bled. He couldn't stop smiling and he wiped his hair from his face.

"It seems you don't want to damage me too much."

The candlestick had rolled through the room and she grabbed it off the ground. Her chest went up and down as she panted, and Archon saw that her chest-piece had shifted a bit more. She now stood in front of him, wearing only her sturdy, leather panties and a shifted chest-piece, only held together by a few straps, and Archon felt the blood in his body flow downward.

With a lightning fast reflex she threw the candlestick at him. He managed to deflect it just in time, but as it fell to the stone floor, making the sound of metal on stone echo through the room, he saw how she ran at him again. He was unable to jump or duck in time, and with full force she rammed him with his back on the bed. She landed on top of him and sat on his abdomen with her knees resting on the matrass. She thrusted the knife down, but he grabbed her arm and stopped the knife a few inches from his throat.

"Archon?" a voice sounded from outside the room. Archon heard it was Gwyn Anwy, and Alyn Shir looked terrified at the door, afraid that she would open it, but the door was locked.

"Are you alright in there?" Gwyn asked. "I heard something fall."

"Don't worry, Gwyn." Archon said to the door. "I tripped, don't worry. But I'm off to bed now…. I feel tired."

"Alright…. I'm off to the inn again. I rented a room there. I see you tomorrow." and with those words they heard her leave.

Alyn still stared at the door, making sure that Gwyn Anwy would be gone, and Archon took his chance. While she was not looking at him, he quickly moved the tip of his knife to her back and severed all the remaining straps in a single cut. Alyn gasped in surprise as her chest-piece fell off her and on the bed. Archon looked up with his eyes wide open as Alyn's breasts made a slight bounce as they fell free. Her pale, ample bosom now hung above Archon's face and she looked terrified at him, and her strength faded a bit.

Immediately Archon pushed the knife from her hands, and threw her on the bed and rolled on top of her. He threw his own knife away as well, and grabbed her wrists. Alyn now looked up at Archon, but she did not yell at him. She simply had her eyes wide open and her lips were slightly parted. And on that moment, Archon decided to throw all caution overboard, and he planted his lips on hers.

He felt her entire body make a slight shake in surprise and he heard a slight gasp, but then she fell limp and she no longer struggled. Archon felt the warmth coming from her chest as it met his, and he felt that she now kissed him back. He let go of one hand and gently caressed her cheek. For a few moments they lay there on the bed, and they cared for nothing else. Nothing else existed for them, except them and the bed. Alyn's free hand now ran over Archon's back and her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she let out a soft moan.

Alyn pushed Archon away and rolled on top of him, and pulled her face away.

"Wait, Archon… we shouldn't do this."

"What?... why not?"

He couldn't believe what she said, but then she smirked at him.

"Because we should first do something else."

She stepped off the bed and Archon almost swallowed his tongue at what she did.

"I first need to do this." she said and with her back to him, she grabbed her leather panties, and slowly, and seductively, she lowered them. Archon felt his face become red, and his mouth fell open. His heart pounded like a hammer in his chest, as he saw Alyn bend over, showing her private area. When she turned around she smiled and with one pull, she yanked Archon's boots from his feet, and he smiled.

"You do know that I really hate that smug expression of yours." she said to him.

"I know…" he said. "But I want to bet, that you like some other things that I will do…. to you."

"Then show me." and with those words she jumped on top of him and grabbed his face for a long and deep kiss.

Alyn grinded her body on Archon, and her breasts were pressed on his chest. He had kissed almost her entire body, and she had kissed every scar she could find. After not even a minute, Archon had lost his trousers, and Alyn bit her lip as she saw him standing naked in front of her. He grabbed her by her waist, and lifted her up in another kiss and they fell on the bed. She had pressed his face in the valley between her breasts, and he ran is hands on her naked back. As she rolled on her back, Archon towered over her, and as her face looked almost a bit scared. But neither of them wanted to turn back now, and both of them gave in completely. Archon leaned in and kissed her belly. He ran his hands over her thighs and hips. His long hair stroked past her waist, slightly tickling her, and she ran her hands through his hair.

When Archon raised himself over her, he stroked the few tattoos on her body, and he kissed her breasts. It felt like almost every bit of blood that Archon had in his body, now flowed to his loins, and he felt his manhood grow.

Alyn looked at him and she seemed almost giddy with anticipation, her eyes flaring with lust and she bit her lip. Archon moved without even considering, and as he entered her she gasped loudly… then moaned in pleasure.

The two grinded their bodies against each other and with every thrust, Archon grunted and Alyn moaned. Her nails scratched his back so much, that it almost felt painful, yet it only exited him more. Their eyes were fixed on each other, neither of them being able to look away, their lips slightly parted. With another push, Alyn forced Archon to roll over and she raised herself above him. Her loins now moved back and forth, clearly feeling more and more pleasure, as she felt him inside of her. She grabbed his wrists and placed his hands on her breasts, her eyes rolling back and she started panting faster.

"Oh…. Oh, gods… I'm…"

Archon let go of her breasts and placed his hands on her hips, and he pushed her down as he gave an extra strong thrust upward.

Alyn almost screamed in pleasure, and her legs contracted around Archon's waist, squeezing him. She fell forward and was barely able to place her hands on Archon's chest in time. Her eyes were closed and she panted heavily, her breasts moving above him.

"…You need a brake?" he asked, and he panted as well.

"Oh, shut up… and don't you dare to stop."

She looked at him, and her beautiful eyes only staring, and it looked like they glowed. Archon smiled and he pushed his waist up, making her fall on him. He pulled her face toward his and kissed her while he ran his hands over her back. Her hair fell past her face and hung over his chest, and he moved his loins again, and she moaned every time.

They both felt wet with sweat, but neither of them cared, and Archon moved himself on top of her again. She felt limp, and her eyes rolled back as she saw him towering above her. His black hair, just as long as hers, hung freely over his shoulders, and his muscles glistened, exiting her only more. With effort, she pushed herself up, and she climbed on him, forcing him to his knees as she wrapped his arms around him. Their faces were only a few inches apart, and they moved in unison now. Archon felt his own eyes roll back as well now, as Alyn's slim body and bosom were pressed against him, driving him over the edge, and he grunted.

"I said I wouldn't hold back…." she whispered to him. "So you won't hold back either."

He pushed her back on the bed, her loins still raised to match his, and he thrusted harder and deeper, until his excitement reached its peak. Alyn moaned again, and Archon's grunt was loud. His entire body trembled uncontrollably and her body shook as well.

He fell on top of her and she smiled at him, and although she couldn't move, she was able to give him a quick kiss.

"I am so glad… I didn't kill you."

"And… I am glad that you came back."

-a few hours later-

The night had fallen, but Alyn hadn't left. For the first time in her life, she stayed somewhere for more than just the night. Neither of them even bothered to put something on. They had pulled the covers over them, and slept together in peace. She lay on top of him, one of her legs wrapped around his, with her head on his shoulder, and a smile on her face.

Whether the Order would approve, or even tolerate it, she couldn't care. For the first time in her life, she cared about someone other than herself. She felt no regrets, only relief and happiness as she moved up and down on his chest as he breathed. She had found something worth more than the Order… more than all those secrets she had to keep from the world… more than even her own pride. She had always considered herself above such earthly things like love. "For the common folk, and for the naïve." she had always said, but now she took it all back. She had found love too… or maybe love had found her.

=End of Chapter=

=End of Arc 1=

=Author's Notes=

So… that was some chapter…. A very naked and very sweaty chapter. Hey, I did rate it 'M' for a reason. But I hope that people won't see this FanFiction as a story where this happens every other chapter, because it won't. Will it happen again in this story? We'll see. For now… I hoped you liked it, and stay tuned for the next chapter.

(No new characters)

PS: I am Dutch (from the Netherlands) so if there are any mistakes in spelling/grammar, please tell me about it.