Dressed to Kill

Writers
CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a

CharlotteCarrendar: – The gunman staggered as he was thrown from the house by an enraged Dante, coming to a stop just near his car. Panting hard, the gunman snarled as he had been beaten so easily by the unknown man in Con’s house. “Bastard.” The gunman swore, wiping his hand across his lips. It clearly wasn’t over, for the man that had broken into the house, was Stanley Whittaker’s son who was in on the scam to try and get the map off Nadia. His biggest mistake was thinking she would be alone. Getting in his car, he put a call through to Whittaker. “Dad…some fucker just threw me out of the Chronis house!” On the other end of the phone you could hear Stanley cursing. “Fool! You were supposed to wait. Get out of there before the cops come.” Without saying a farewell he hung up on James, who snarled and then put the car into reverse, rocketing back down the driveway and thinking of how to get his revenge. In the house, you could hear the sound of fast paced footsteps, and Giles turned up in the map room holding a cricket bat, looking for the assailant. He saw Dante was back, and holding a terrified Nadia in his arms. “I heard some shouting…” the old man said, slowly lowering his bat and seeing the gun on the floor. “Someone got in?” He was asking the obvious questions, but clearly he was rattled by what he found. Nadia was clinging to Dante, shaking uncontrollably. Dante’s words were soothing but she did get a terrible fright. Hearing Dante say he was going to stay as her employee brought her some relief and she looked up at him with large doe like eyes – a wave of feeling coming over her. The man; that only hours before she was cussing, was now her protector. Dante assured her that her father was alive. He believed it. Together they would find him. “Don’t leave me.” She whispered, burying her face in his chest, while before them both was the map to Atlantis. The adventure was only beginning, but it was very nearly over before it got started. Giles spoke up. “Dante, I can prepare a room for you for the night, so you can both start off early in the morning.” <3>

IceTe3a: Dante’s arms were wrapped around Nadia who was shaking and still in shock of the recent events, the sound of a car engine starting turned Dante’s hues to the window as he watched the black car scream off in a hurry down Nadia’s drive way and out to the main street, Good the danger was gone for now. He looked back just as Giles walked into the room with a bat in his hand’s this made Dante smirk as he nodded in response to Giles entry. “All is good Giles” he responded to Giles question about someone breaking in, glancing down to Nadia who was still clinging to his chest as Giles asked if he wanted a room prepared for sleeping. He glanced over to a lounge by the fireplace and pointed over to it with one hand “I doubt Nadia will be wanting to be alone, so she can sleep by the fireplace tonight, I’ll stay up for awhile until she’s asleep and then I’ll retire to this chair once I’m done studying the map” Nadia looked up at him with big Doe eyes asking Dante never to leave her side as he shook his head “Never will, I Promise” he said as he glanced at the map for a moment standing up he picked Nadia up in one hand as he grabbed the map, the smokes and the scotch in the other hand. Walking over to the lounge he laid Nadia down on it as he took his thick Trench coat off and covered her in it. Walking over to the table he grabbed the ashtray and his cup as he walked over to the fire place throwing on another log for fuel; stoking the fireplace once more allowing the fire to come alive once more as it started to cook the fresh piece of wood, turning around to Nadia he smiled as he walked back over to the lounge she was not laying on sitting down right in front of her the back of his head was just in front of her face. He poured himself another glass of scotch, as he lit a cigarette leaving it to rest in between his lips as he studied the map, comparing it with the local map of Rhodes, he wanted to learn everything this map had to offer as he was now the one in charge of looking after Nadia, Finding Con and making sure they all come back safely this was turning out to be a big adventure full of mystery, danger and more he was really looking forward to starting this tomorrow morning.

CharlotteCarrendar: – In Giles mind he thought a bed would be a better place for the young girl, but seeing as how she was still in shock from the brazen break and enter he didn’t question Dante’s suggestion that she sleep on the couch in the map room as opposed to her own bed. Besides, the bed in her room was suited to a little girl, not a woman. The man servant lent the cricket bat against the wall as opposed to taking it back to his bedroom, and then gave a short bow as he left the pair to rest for the evening. He would be up at five am for them to prepare a breakfast before they set out so he did need some sleep, as hard as that would be considering what had just happened. So effortlessly, Dante carried the young girl over to the couch by the fire, laying her down gently and then covering her with his long coat; which she pulled up around her modestly. Nadia couldn’t begin to explain why she had become so in need of Dante. Perhaps it was the shock of nearly being killed by the gunfire. Shivering slightly, she watched Dante put another log on the fire and stoking it to encourage the flames in the fire place. “I don’t know how to thank you….for what you did. I know you might think I am some spoiled brat that doesn’t know anything outside of my London home. But right now, I am so far out of my depth and willing to admit it.” Nadia spoke honestly in a quiet tone as Dante would have pulled up a chair near her to study the map. “All I know is, I would give everything to have my father back safe and well.” A short time later, Nadia’s eyelids slowly closed and she drifted off to sleep, murmuring softly every now and again. The rest of the night would be uneventful….but what would the next day bring? <3>

IceTe3a: Dante watched Giles bow shortly before wondering off to his own room for a well earned rest, taking a sip from the scotch glass he gave a sigh of relief as he continued to look over the maps, he heard Nadia moving behind him as she got comfy, as he smiled lightly. Taking a drag of smoke from his cigarette he blew the smoke out across the room as he listened to Nadia thank him for what he’s done for her, which he waved off “Think nothing of it, and perhaps you may be a young woman from the rich side but that’s not by your choice, You’ll do just fine” he said before going quiet. After a few minutes of studying the map he folded it up and placed it in his pocket, as Nadia explained how dreadfully she missed her father and wanted him back, he smiled as he got off the chair walked over to pick up his pistol and the revolver left behind from the lone gunman and placed them under the longue for safe keeping until morning turning his back to face Nadia he sat on the floor in front of the lounge where she was laying, resting his head back against the longue he could feel her breath flowing through his hair, “We will find him I promise”, he reassured her as he noticed she fell asleep, “What a eventful night it has been” he said with a sigh as he closed his eyes and fell asleep shortly after awhile, morning was coming soon and their adventure was about to begin.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The morning certainly had a crispness to it thanks to the storm the night before. The air was clean and fresh with many birds singing early to celebrate the mark of a new day. As expected, Gile was up early preparing a breakfast for Dante and Nadia that comprised of bacon, sunny side up eggs, mushrooms, grilled tomato with buttered toast and of course a large pot of coffee. Walking in wearing an apron and the meals covered under metal dome tops on a tray, he set the breakfast tray down on the coffee table nearest the fire place. The fire had long since burnt low and was now just glowing embers in the fire pit. Giles started to pour cups of coffee, creating a little noise that might wake the pair. If the noise didn’t wake them, the smell of a home cooked breakfast just might. He left the cream and sugar to be added, and then walked over to one of the windows, and drew back the drapes, allowing the sun to flood the room. “Rise and shine. Early bird catches the worm, or so they say.” Giles had thoughts of contacting the police after the break in the night before, but under the circumstances, he trusted that Dante would do a much finer job at protecting Nadia. Seeing how Dante was sitting on the floor with his head back on the lounge and young Nadia curled up next to him under the long coat, did paint quite a picture. The old man could not help but smile. <3>

IceTe3a: Dante was asleep leaning his head back still against the lounge, suddenly his eyes flick open from the slight noise that was coming from in the room, he was a light sleeper as he trained himself to awaken at the sign of any disturbance close to him as he saw Giles had walked in and placed two plates of food on the coffee table near them, he glanced around the room to find Giles opening the curtain stating the early bird gets the worm “That’s very true” as Dante came to a stand, giving a stretch as his bare upper torso pops into place the muscles stretching and hardening from the movement. Walking over he grabs a cup of coffee leaving it black with one sugar he takes a sip as he lights a smoke taking a drag he glanced down to Nadia “She slept peacefully” glancing back to Giles as he let the smoke blow out gently from within his mouth as he placed the Revolver on the table near Giles “I suggest from now on you keep this handy instead of that Bat, and whilst we’re gone Giles. I suspect you may have more company if you get my drift” as he glanced back to Nadia he smiled as he watched her small form curled up against the lounge he had to admit she was growing on him a lot faster than he first realized. Taking in another drag from the cigarette he glanced around the room and shrugged “I think I’m too used to the mud and grub to ever get used to a lifestyle like this” as he blew the smoke out of his mouth, walking over he grabs her tray of food and picks her head up gently as he sat down on the longue resting her head on his lap he rubs her hair slowly “Time to wake up, Come on big day gotta eat your breakfast” he stated as he waited for her to wake up and grab the food off him once she was ready.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Taking the revolver from Dante, Giles held it awkwardly as though it may go off in his hand. It was fair to say that he wasn’t used to carrying firearms – well not for a very long time. Back in his youth, that was another story. The notion that whoever broke in may well be back had not been far from Giles mind, and he couldn’t agree more with Dante’s statement. “Very good, Dante. I shall keep it well in reach….and update the security system.” Seeing as he had done his morning duty, he would come back for the trays and plates when Dante and Nadia were finished and about to head out. He left the pair to enjoy their breakfast as Dante was getting comfortable under Nadia. She made a slight groan from under the coat then she opened one eyelid. Then another. “Morning…” she said in a groggy voice as she wasn’t quite awake. Or a morning person either by the looks of things. As she roused she realized the there was a tray of food, and that heavenly smell of fresh coffee. Slowly she sat herself up and rubbed her eyes, before looking back at Dante. “I went right out…I must have been exhausted.” That was a fair assumption, and she patted her hair. “I must look a fright.” Thinking her hair and face with no makeup might scare the adventurer. Her tummy growled lightly, and she knew then it was time to eat. Setting the tray on the nearest table and pulling it close, she took off the lid and then smelt the delicious looking breakfast. “I’m starved. Are you eating?” She asked, taking a bite from the egg that resting on a piece of toast. <3>

IceTe3a: Dante watched as Nadia slowly “morning sleepy head” he said with a smirk on his face as she arose from her slumber only to smell food and take the tray off his hands, “Not really, I think you look quite attractive still” he said reassuring her that she did not look as horrible as she stated earlier. Dante turned to his own plate as he threw the eggs on the toast and folded it up, grabbing the griddled tomato he threw it in his mouth and swallowed it with one gulp as he left the plate empty, he came to a stand as he looked down at her “You take your time, and go get packed and ready I’ll prep the gear” he said as he grabbed his packet of smokes and the cup of coffee, Shoving the folded toast with eggs in his mouth it hung half out as he mumbled out to her “Meet me at the shed when “ *munch much* the egg sandwich disappeared, he was a really fast eater as he rubbed his mouth on his arm “outside at the garage “ he glanced over to Giles and gave him a thumbs up “Thanks for the grub, best I’ve tasted in a long while” as he walked over to Giles he lit a smoke “When you’re ready can you meet me outside at the garage so I can get into the garage, I’ll also need the truck and car keys once you’re ready” he was in adventure mode as he got serious about what he did and he loved it with a passion as he grabbed he remembered he left his backpack and adventure sack out besides the garage he knew he’d need the things that were in his bag for sure. Walking outside topless he smiled as he let out a rather large sigh of relief “Wew!!! Let’s do this!! Let’s gear up and find Old Con!!” he smiled as he walked off to the rather large and well fortified shed.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Nadia blushed when Dante said he found her quite attractive, even without the makeup and a brush having gone through her hair. At first she didn’t know where to look and instead mumbled a thank you as she tucked into her breakfast. Dante was a little more unorthodox in his way of eating, making something of a toast sandwich and trying to cram it all in in one go. Either he was really hungry, or in a hurry to get this adventure rescue started. He mentioned for her to meet him out at the shed, where no doubt he would be hooking up the boat and loading enough supplies from her father’s camping equipment. “Be right with you.” She said, trying to eat faster but not as good at stuffing the food away. Nadia drank her coffee black, which was unusual since she preferred it normally a flat white. There was just no time in her mind and soon she dropped the cutlery on the empty plate and dabbed her lips with the napkin. Rising up off the couch, she did a few stretches, to straighten out her back after sleeping on her father’s couch, and knew she would have to go and change for the day. A quick shower was also in order. What she didn’t know was that Giles had organised clothing for Nadia to wear on this expedition. Hiking boots, camo coloured shorts and a matching top so that she blended into the environment. She held up the top and tilted her head. “I’m going to look like GI Jane.” Almost amused at the idea. There was even a backpack prepared and she quickly delved into it, amazed at how well Giles had packed it all. “I am going to need to thank him later.” She thought to herself, taking the clothes into the bathroom and jumping in the shower. A short time later she emerged, tying her hair in a ponytail neatly behind her and looking pretty good in the clothing that Giles supplied. She looked more like Lara Croft than GI Jane. Taking up the backpack, she went to meet up with Dante at the shed. :: Giles was right on time and opened up the shed for Dante using the special pin code. He also handed over the keys to the truck and directions where the spare fuel tanks were stored in back. Nadia jogged up behind them and threw her backpack into the truck. Giles looked her up and down and smiled with approval. “And she looks like an adventurer to me. Good morning, Nadia.” Nadia gave the old man a slight nudge and then looked at Dante. “I’m ready.” <3>

IceTe3a: Dante waited for awhile as he smoked the last of his cigarette disposing of it when he was done, Giles showed up on time as he nodded at Giles “Shall we” he smirked as he watched Giles open up the rather large shed, handing the keys over for the truck and the boat he smirked as he loved the new toys he was able to use. The truck was just beautiful she was a Raised big black Ford F450 Super duty, she was huge with all the accessories a blackened bulbar, snorkel so the engine could easily go through water and a towing bar and kit behind it, he hopped in starting the v8 diesel engine up as it roared into life, sticking it into gear he let her roll forward “Matilida..” that’s going to be her name he said to himself as he reversed her perfectly he left her in neutral as he pulled up the parking break. “She’s a beast Giles” he said as he walked behind the truck grabbing the bar of the Boat trailer his muscles flexed as the Rather large boat started moving Dante was pulling it towards the tow bar behind the truck, after a few seconds of moving it he placed it onto the towing bar and locked it into place he looked over at the boat and smiled it was a rather big boat around 7.8mtrs long she was a Quintrex 650 legend the perfect boat she could handle rough weather and had enough room for all their gear, attached with a evinrude 130HP V4 XLS engine she had the power behind her to get them out of any situation that they might find themselves in. The truck engine was purring in idle walking back over to Giles he noticed Giles was looking over at something as Nadia came to join them throwing her backpack into the trunk of the truck she said ‘I’m ready’ as Giles commented on how she looked Dante’s hues flicked over to Nadia as he looked her up and down slowly as he whistled the sexy whistle tones “Yes.. Yes you are” he said in response to her being ready as he shook his head out of it, “Right!” he said as he disappeared behind the truck he came back with a tent, 4 extra petrol tanks for the boat two sleeping bags some ropes, dive gear, knives, flints amongst other gear they would need and packed it into the boat safely away so it wouldn’t roll whilst on the water. He placed in 4 large dry bags they could store all their gear in whilst they went diving so it wouldn’t get wet, he walked back to the pair as he remembered his bag “OH right!” he said as he undid his jean buttons and ran around the corner, coming back after a few minutes he was dressed in a thick camo jean’s a rather large bowie knife rested strapped to his right leg, a skin tight black singlet slightly stained covered up most of his chest although the lines of his muscles were clear from under the singlet. He had left his old clothing behind in his swag bag around the side as he hopped in the driver’s side of the F450 and revved the engine as he swung the passenger side door open “Come on “ he said as he turned on the radio a CD was already playing as it blared through the Stereo system it was “Aqua – DR Jones”[www.youtube.com] as he arched a brow and leaned his head down to look at Nadia thinking it was hers “Really?” he smirked cheekily as he waved for her to come in to the truck. Finally once Nadia jumped into the passenger seat of the truck and closed the door he gave Giles a wave goodbye “Thanks for everything Giles, Remember what I said!” as he put his foot down the engine roared in response flicking the gear over he took off towing the boat behind them as they hit the main road and headed towards the docks, glancing over to Nadia he placed his left hand on her leg and rubbed it softly to comfort her “Let’s go get your father!!” he said in a reassuring voice

CharlotteCarrendar: – Giles did bring out something that the pair had forgotten while they had been getting dressed and Dante getting the boat hitched up to the truck. The map of Atlantis and Con’s journal. “I think you might both need these.” Of course. Nadia looked a bit sheepish as she took them through the window of the car, while she saw that he had put the envelope of her father’s letter (which was still yet to be opened) inside. “Be a really short trip if we had forgotten this.” Nadia said, giving Giles a kiss on the cheek. The old man couldn’t help but smile, as he took a step back from the truck and then made a quip. “I shan’t wash this side of my face again, Miss.” That had Nadia laugh slightly and so did the music that was playing on the radio. Dante thought it was hers – a CD in the truck, to which she replied. “I swear that’s not mine.” She even pointed out that it was the radio station by the numbers on the digital screen. Dante revved the engine, and soon the truck took off down the long driveway, leaving Giles in the background as he waved them good bye. Turning out of the drive way onto the main road, that same car from the night before was parked in behind the bushes. James was still behind the wheel, and watched with binoculars as the truck and fully loaded boat headed for the wharf. He didn’t take off after them immediately; trying to keep a reasonable distance so he wouldn’t be detected. It was clear that he had not given up on the hunt just yet. In the car, Nadia puts on a dark pair of sunglasses, checking the map is safely inside her father’s journal which she knows she can’t leave behind anywhere again. With the windows down, she rested her elbow on the window frame, keeping a sharp eye out for the turn off to the boat ramp. She knew that Dante had a better idea of where to launch the boat from, and she had to admit that this was exciting. Nadia only hoped that wherever her father was….he was okay. <3>

IceTe3a: The trucks engine was roaring as they made good time, the terrain passing them quickly as they passed through open fields to tree’s and houses, he flicked the radio over to another station that started playing ‘ Back in black – AC/DC’ he loved this song!! As he started nodding his head slowly “So we’ll launch the boat at the boat ramp in town, leave the car in here and dive near the site, sound like a plan Miss boss lady?” he smirked as he said the last part with a tease. After awhile they rolled into town and down to the boat ramp doing a quick u turn so the boat was behind them and able to be reversed straight down the ramp he glanced out and gave a wave to the local Fishermen who were waving at him already “Geia sas filoi mou pos eiste?” ( Hello my friends what’s up?) as the fishermen came to help give directions to his reversing as they replied saying “ochi poly graia mera gia ma” (Not much, Nice day for it) He smiled as he always loved how helpful his own culture of people were, placing the truck in reverse he drove the trailer into the water until it was able to have the boat launched off it, the fishermen were more than happy to take the boat off the trailer and launch it as Dante waited for them to give the signal as he drove off and parked the truck in a car spot the two fishermen were tying the boat down on the walkway docks as they waved back to Dante before they went back to their fishing spots. Glancing over to Nadia he smiled as he nodded towards the boat “Shall we?” he said before jumping out of the truck and closing the door behind him, grabbing the only thing left in the trunk which was Nadia’s backpack he swung it across his shoulder as the rest of the gear was already packed into the boat. Walking over to the boat he walked on deck as he did a quick check over the gear and on his own personal gear, making sure he had his pistol on him and it was loaded, all the safety gear was ready and they were ready to go. He glanced up to the sky as he took in a deep breath taking the scent of the sea deep within him as he sighed in relief “Loving it!!” he said as the skies were a light blue, a slight South easterly wind was blowing across the waters around about 3-5 knots to be exact nothing serious as the water was flat as a tack there wouldn’t be much of a swell either as he kicked the Quintrex’s motor over it did a long beep, once the beep stopped this signalled the engine was ready; turning the key the engine kicked into gear as he checked the tail tag ((Water constantly spewing out of the engine to show the flow is clear and flowing) he watched as Nadia jumped on the boat, as he untied it from the docks and pushed it off. Grabbing Nadia by the waist he picked her up and he sat on the driver’s seat as he placed her on his knee to sit “ready for some fun?” he smirked as he turned the GPS system on, it did its usual beeps as it gave him their location he split the screen so he could see how many Knots they were doing and their location via satellite and lastly the depth and what was bellow them via the sounder. Clicking the safety button under the leaver he moved it forward as the boat engine pushed forward, he kept it at 6 knots making sure no white wash was being made as he kept the green bouys to his green nav lights until he was clear of the slow zone. Pushing the leaver fully down he held onto Nadia with his left arm around her waist as he opened up the engines speed, the nose of the boat lifted up as the boat started to skip across the water doing 40 Knots flat, he pulled the leaver back slightly as he pulled the revs out of the hole making the revs stay a low 4000 allowing for a fast but very smooth ride as they flew off into the distance “Nadia, punch in the Longitude and latitude onto the GPS as he kept a firm grip onto her.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Hearing AC/DC come through the speakers, had Nadia tapping her foot in time to the beat. She kept giving sideways glances to Dante who appeared to be rocking out to it the way he was tipping his head back and forth. Noting that they should be down at the boat ramp soon, Dante gave instructions on how he planned to proceed; the parking of the boat and the truck separately. The quip where he called her Miss boss lady had her smirk. Like that was going to get a rise out of her. She knew after last night that he saw her differently, and she felt the same way about him. Nadia needed him to help find her father, and Dante may well be getting the kind of adventure that many a man would crave for. Especially since everything he needed was more or less provided. The local fisherman all were polite and helped with directions for where to take the boat. Speaking in Greek and of course Dante speaking right back, even getting the accent right. When he parked the truck, Nadia leapt out only to see Dante grab her backpack and take it with him back to the boat. Nadia tried to keep up with him, but his long strides and being so tall it made it hard going. He was quick to help her on the boat, and she checked that she had her father’s journal safe in her bag. The young girl was then pulled onto Dante’s lap as he brought the boat out of the harbour at a safe cruising speed. When Dante asked her to punch in the longitude and latitude she had it memorized from the journal and tapped in the numbers, before pulling back into his hold. “There….will it take us long to get to the right spot?” She was full of other questions, but with the boat cruising along at such a speed it easily would drown her out. The water surface was relatively calm so they weren’t being bounced around too much, and the sky was a clear blue with a few snow white clouds. A perfect day for sailing, or going on an adventure. Thankfully it was not like the weather the night before. She wondered how visibility would be under the water after the rains. Perhaps Dante knew more. All Nadia knew was that she felt the build up of excitement, as she was heading for the place that her father may well have been lost. <3>

IceTe3a: The boat was flying across the water Dante had a big smile across his face he loved the sea more than anything as he pointed out just in front of the boat, a few seconds later a pod of bottle nosed dolphins started breaching the breakwater in front of the boat playing with the waves. He smiled and shook his head “cheeky bastards” as they disappeared after awhile he glanced over at the GPS but he knew where he was going, as he heard her ask if it was going to take long he chuckled as he pulled her lap to slide fully on top of his lap so her back was braced against hers “Not anymore” he smirked as he pushed the leaver forward kicking the boat into overdrive, the nose kicked up once more as they went flying doing 70 knots, occasionally as the boat his the lip of a wave made by the slight swell the boat would fly out of the water into the air this would raise Nadia into the air off Dante’s lap slightly as the boat landed back onto the water she would fall down harshly into his lap as he rubbed the back of his hair slightly embarrassed as he could feel her weight pressing down on top of him let alone her occasionally bouncing on his lap. After awhile they reached the location they needed to be at as Dante pulled the leaver back the boat engine cut, leaving the boat to drift with the slow current they faced a rather large Cliff face he pulled Nadia up to stand as he lightly tapped her ass before standing “here we are” he said as he walked to the front of the boat and lowered the reef anchor into the water, allowing it to flow smoothly down he waited until the rope slacked showing it had hit bottom; giving it a strong tug he felt it set as he tied it down “She’s not going anywhere” he said as he grabbed a white and blue flag tying it on the boats back pole it was a divers flag showing other boaters there were dives in the water and to keep an eye out. He grabbed the dry bags and placed everything they brought the tents, sleeping bags, food, supplies and everything else into the dry bags as he didn’t know how large the cave system was throwing her a 3mm wetsuit, dive socks, dive gloves, dive knife and goggles he pointed to a dry bag “Strip, put those on and put your clothes into the dive bag” without warning Dante threw his jeans off and took his bowie knife placing it next to him he threw the jeans in a dry bag as he stood there only wearing his underwear, he turned around as he bent down grabbing two Oxy tanks attaching the nozzles to the breathing apparatuses, checking to make sure they work as he fiddled with them he had yet to get dressed as he was lost in the moment. Coming to a stand he smiled as he glanced over to Nadia “Not afraid of sharks are you?” he said as he rustled through a plastic bag pulling out a one piece 3mm Dive wetsuit, placing it on he zipped up the back and pulled the hood over his head only showing his face as he strapped on his own weighted dive belt, socks and dive socks all on. Grabbing his bowie knife he strapped it around his leg once more as he walked over to Nadia grabbing her Weighted belt he wrapped his arms around her as he placed it on her and did it up, leading her to the side of the boat he grabbed the vest with the oxy tank and strapped it on her so it sat on the side of the boat he passed her the breathing apparatus “Put this in your mouth and breath like normal once you go into the water” bending down at her legs he grabbed her first foot and slipped it into the first foot properly then he threw that leg up so the inside of her knee was hooked around his shoulder as her leg flowed down to his back and then did the same with the second one she was ready to go as he was looking down at the floor trying to hide a cheeky grin “I know you may be nervous about all of this but the only way for you to get used to this is to take a leap of faith…” he smirked as he glanced up at her and pushed her into the water laughing as she fell backwards into the water it was a perfect dive from the boat as he quickly put his gear on and strapped the dive bags to his person, he leaned back from the boat and fell into the water as he met her in the water “Ok ready? I want you to hold onto my hand the entire time, You need to equalize before we dive so Pinch your nose and blow out of your ears, once they pop we’ll dive and when you start to feel pressure from diving down into the deep that means you need to equalize once again, you’ll need to do this several times whilst we dive down to the depth we need to be at so don’t freak out” he smiled as he equalized and gave her a wink before he adjusted her goggles properly “If you can’t handle the swim feel free to ditch the flippers they’ll float to the surface and we’ll find them later, just wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist, I can handle the extra weight so don’t worry if you need to do it” he waited for her to equalize before grabbing her hand and forcing her to dive down into the water with him (( More ))
IceTe3a: , forcing their heads to point down to the sea floor they sunk quite easily once they were down 12ft he pinched his nose as he looked at her showing her now was the time to equalize as he did he waited for her to do the same before moving on. ((end ))

CharlotteCarrendar: The young Nadia had snorkelled before with her father, but not full on scuba diving – especially into caves like the ones that they were about to embark on. The nervous excitement was building, right up to the moment where Dante told her to strip off her gear, place it into the dive bags and then they would get going once she was suited up. Take off her clothes? At first Nadia chewed her lip and then nearly swallowed her tongue when Dante started to undress. He had obviously done this a thousand times before and had no issues with getting down to his underwear. Nadia took a deep breath and kept telling herself she could do it, out in the open of the blue waters. She first took off her tank top, folding it, then her boots, socks and her shorts. Everything had to be packed into the dive bags, including her father’s journal and the map. She noticed that Dante had weapons with him, including knives. He was so well prepared, and Nadia felt like a total novice. The boat had been anchored in place which meant that Nadia was not lurching around as she tried to get into the wet suit that was provided for her. Putting on the weighted belt, she had to look up at Dante when he asked if she had any issues or was afraid of sharks. “I’ve never actually seen one, except at the movies. Are they really as big as Jaws?” if the answer was yes, then she would be afraid, most definitely. A simple dive knife surely would not even make a shark blink. If he was doing it to make her nervous about the dive, it was working. Nadia finished putting on the dive socks, gloves and fastened the dive knife to her thigh, before awaiting further instructions on how to actually get into the water from the boat. With her hood on, and the tanks…as well as the flippers, she flapped over to the side of the boat, looking at him expectantly and nodding a lot as he explained how she was to indicate when she was ready to equalize under water. It was so much to remember, but when he grabbed her hand, she felt a lot more secure knowing he would be with her every step of the way. With the breathing apparatus in her mouth, she let him help her off the boat, which was done so effortlessly that the splash was minimal. Before she knew it she was under and tried with all her might not to freak out. It was truly a beautiful sight beneath the waves, and then with Dante taking her hand, she dived with him, stopping to equalize, just as he had instructed. <3>

IceTe3a: Once she equalized he gave her a thumbs up as he lead her down deeper, fish were starting to get curious as they swum up to both Dante and Nadia swimming around and chasing each other before disappearing in the blue, they met the bottom of the ocean floor as he looked around he could see so much sea life moving around he didn’t know what to show her as he saw a small reef shark in the distance it was about 5 foot long as he pointed it out and made the signal for a shark and then the signal that everything was ok, he then reassured her by pointing at her and signalling down worry, and pointing at himself before flexing his right arm muscles which bulged out of the wetsuit, he nodded in the direction of the cave as they finally found the entrance this would be the last time they would need to equalize before it wasn’t needed anymore showing her he was equalizing again and waiting for her to do the same he then lead her into the dark cave system as he turned on their mask lights shining some light on the situation a crab scuttled away on the ocean floor deeper into the cave system as it was teeming with life from fish to an inquisitive ribbon eel that was a beautiful yellow color with blue lines going through it and a couple of big groupers which had to be at least 60 years old, he gave her the ok signal as he knew they’d be fighting some strong currents he took his rather large oxy tank off and left it to lay on the ocean bed as he pulled out a small oxy tank for himself that was no bigger than 30 cm it would have enough breath time for 1 hour he did this to allow Nadia to hitch a ride in which she’d need to otherwise she could get pulled by the current In a different location away from him. Pointing at her flippers he made a signal for her to remove them and then pointed to his back as he discussed earlier with her as he kneeled on the floor of the ocean waiting for her to wrap herself around him.

Abraham smiled dangerously as he watched Fanny drink in the delicious scents and sights the underground bar had to offer. He was pleased to see her fan fluttering quicker and quicker and his eyes were drawn to her ample bossums that seemed to swell against her dress in anticipation of all that he offered her. In truth, it took a lot of restraint for him not to kick the table over and mount her against the wall right then and there. However, Mr, Jenkins was a gentleman…and he offered the lady a drink, after all. After tucking her into the table, he snapped for an attendant before taking his own seat. Flapping his suit coat away from his chest as he took a seat, he crossed his legs and ordered a large brandy for himself. Turning to look at Fanny, he spoke quietly “And for you, madame?”

As he waited for an answer, he turned to see a scantily clad female walking by. Grabbing her by the wrist, he yanked her close and snapped “Cigarette.” The woman looked down at him with a sinful smile and began to rub her thighs together. Leaning over him, she allowed him a wonderful view of her cleavage as she purred inches from his face “Would you care to take it from my own lips?” With that, she blew a ring of smoke into his face teasingly. Abraham’s lip twitched as he took the cigarette from her mouth and pressed it into her tit.

“No. A fresh one. And you can get spanked repeatedly for assuming I’d want anything near your lips. In fact, shove the lighter up your ass when you are finished lighting me up.” He raised an eyebrow at her before turning to look at Fanny. He gave her a wink as the woman placed a cigarette to his lips. After lighting him up, she spun around and bent over so her ass could be on display for both Fanny and Abraham. She looked up at the waiter expectantly, and the waiter had a look of pure sadism on his face. Taking the lighter from her, he proceeded to pull her undergarments back…and shoved the lighter as far as he could up her pretty little arse.

Abraham gave a roar of laughter before looking at Fanny.

“There’s no place like London…Now tell me, my dear. What is it you would like to see next?” Reaching across the table, he offered his free hand to her as if relinquishing control while his other hand wrapped around his brandy. Raising it to his lips, he took a deep sip and nodded approvingly.

“A sherry, please.” Fanny’s order was taken by the attendant, and the young Lady continued to beat her fan as the room was making her a touch light headed, as well as warm in places one does not disclose. Her companion was the perfect gentleman, right up to the moment, when one of the scantily clad girls that worked the floor, sashayed past. His grip on her hand appeared menacing, but the girl was used to such man handling by the patrons. Being so bold as to blow a ring of smoke in Abraham’s face. Course, he did not let this go unpunished, and took her cigarette – up ending it and then turning the heated ash upon her lily white bosom. The sizzle of skin could be heard, along with the scent of burning flesh. Fanny released a gasp in surprise at his boldness and sadistic way to make her pay for such an indiscretion. But better was yet to come, for he ordered that the girl was to have her lighter inserted fair up her arse.

The rustle of silks and up went the girl’s skirts. A bare bottom awaited those that took notice and Fanny couldn’t help but stare with wide eyed amazement, as the lighter vanished up into the girl’s insides.

“A real ring of fire….tee hee.” Fanny could not help but be titillated by this as Abraham let out a loud and wicked laugh.

Fanny’s drink was delivered at the same time a Abraham’s brandy, and she gave the attendant a shy smile, before closing her fan and setting it down. Reaching for the tiny glass of sherry, she took a wee sip and then giggled as her date, Abraham ask her what she would like to see next.

“Well, I am not one to watching young ladies pass objects OUT of their orifices, but…I would very much like to see one of those hairy backed muscle men deflower…hmm…” She pointed a finger up at one of the cages, that contained a tearful looking virgin.“Her.” She pointed in particular to a young blonde girl, whose body was barely clad in a sceric of lace.

Could Abraham make it happen?

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As Abraham heard the fair Fanny comment on the woman’s arse, he turned to smile at her lazily. Her enthusiasm in such a dark place made his groins stiffen and his pants tighten. He liked a woman who knew what she wanted. The barber was quite an unusual man. When it came to killing, he liked his victims to beg…to cry…to bleed…to be in agony. But his lovers, both men and women alike, he liked to inflict pain but only in the hopes of hearing a pleasurable response. He was a sadist, after all, and liked when his lovers enjoyed his painful touch.

If they did not…he killed them. There was no point in keep a blubbering fool around. What Abraham wanted, what he needed, was someone who could keep up with his dominating whims. He liked to humiliate, tame, and reward those who served him well.

After taking another sip of his brandy, the barber noted with keen interest that his date had a perfect taste in liquor. Dainty yet firey. Abraham’s black eyes flicked from the drink to its charming owner and nodded once. Yes, she would do. As

Fanny made her request, he reclined in his seat and looked around as though he were contemplating a deep thought. So the lady wanted a woman deflowered, did she? Well, it was fortunate that such an establishment as the one they were enjoying kept stock of such creatures as though they were foreign cigars.

His eyes soon followed where she was pointing to see a blubbering virgin locked in a cage. Rising from his seat as though he were a regal prince of darkness, Mr. Jenkins walked over to the cage and reached in to stroke her cheek “That’s it, darling…accept your fate. You know what’s coming, don’t you, my pet?” Grabbing her chin, he then forced her to look at the large hairy man Fanny picked out “That man over there is going to take your flower. It’s going to hurt. You will scream, and I am going to find it very hard not to explode in my pants. But that is my own problem, isn’t it?”

Straightening up, Abraham then spoke to an attendant who soon rushed over to the large hairy man and whispered in his ear. It didn’t take long for the man to smile slowly and crack his knuckles.

As Abraham returned to his seat, the man went over and had the virgin removed from her cage. She had her hands tied behind her and soon a bridle was placed in her mouth. If she bit on her tongue and choked on her own blood…she wouldn’t last long and the fun would end.

The man ripped apart her poor excuse for a dress and began to rub massage his cock. He was already hard just from the sight of her sobbing. Her sobs turned quite hideous with the bridle and her whole body shook. Abraham smiled and nodded once for the fun to begin. Soon the man had lost his pants and was only a few feet away on a small podium for Fanny and the barber to see. He yanked the woman’s legs apart and soon shoved himself in without a moment’s notice. She was tight…so very tight. He had to wiggle around to get her moist but soon he was pumping into her hard.

Virgin’s blood dripped between her thighs as he continued to pound into her, her screams filling the bar.

Lifting his brandy towards Fanny, he smiled as his black eyes seemed to glint with a hellish fire “To my lady’s wildest desires.”

Little could Fanny have believed in her wildest dreams that she would meet a man that could make her most deep and dark desires come from her fanciful mind into a stark reality. But there he was, rising like that of a noble Prince in this house of decay and debauchery, wandering over to the sobbing virgin who was locked in the gilded cage for other’s amusement. Fanny’s lips quivered, as did the soft places between her thighs, at how he handled the girl as though he was a School Master – dishing out a punishment that the girl would have no choice but to accept. Fanny’s eyes widened to see the hairy backed man positively grinning and salivating at the chance to prove his worth and plunge his girth into the girl’s untouched hole.

A sly grin appeared on Fanny’s lips as the barber returned and took his seat once more. How devilishly handsome he appeared when smug with the idea that these performers were going to give them both a terrible thrill and indulge their passion for voyeurism. Oh it’s going to hurt so good, Fanny thought as her eyes crossed back over to the girl being taken before them, and the lumbering giant of a man coming over to play his part.

The sound of the girl’s skirts tearing, followed by the showing of her lily white ass that was quivering as the girl struggled in the fear of being attacked only brought Fanny’s heart to beat faster. Glancing at the hairy man’s monster of a cock, Fanny giggled like a girl that had been handed a bag of sweeties to enjoy. And then the stifled sobs of the girl commenced, when the man entered her viciously and without warning, her hymen torn asunder and her blood flowing down the inside of her legs. The screams…..oh they were blood curdling – thick and raw as the man grunted like a beast on heat. Dripping his sweaty brow upon the back of the girl’s neck.

Fanny raised her own glass of sherry to that of the Barber, clinking their glasses as he toasted her wild desires that he had made a reality. Fanny squirmed in her seat, as she could not help but feel the urge to touch herself becoming overwhelming. The eyes of the girl swimming with desire in the wake of such a shocking scene.

“May you make all of them come true.” This was said with a look that the Barber would not be able to mistake, as she slowly sipped her sherry and ran her tongue across her lips. It was no question that Fanny had a taste for what many would find disturbing. Had Abraham met his match?

Rising from her seat, she approached the head of the screaming girl and tiled her head slightly.

“Beg him to do it harder. You’ll like it….You’ll love it. Scream your joy as he tears you in two.” She then winked at the hairy backed man as he was going harder into the poor girl. Fanny was given a special oil that if you inhale makes you even more lustful, and she waved it under the nose of the brute of a man. It could well make him have a heart attack, but the girl didn’t care. If it made him into a sex starved beast for her pleasure, so be it.

Fanny glided back to her seat, sitting down with a wiggle as the show went into overdrive.

“Let’s see how she takes that!” Fanny said with a cruel laugh.

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Deep Blue

Writers
CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a

CharlotteCarrendar: – The water was surprisingly clear and this gave Nadia her first real look at the magical reefs that teemed with such colourful aquatic creatures. It was incredible and Nadia’s wide eyes could be seen through her mask, as she followed Dante down to the very bottom of the ocean floor. Bubbles escaping from her air hose – slowly rising to the surface. The only way to communicate was through hand gestures and this was when that Dante had seen a shark nearby but it was not the kind to get alarmed about. Nadia gave a thumbs up that she understood what he was trying to convey. She equalized again right on cue and now they were about to embark onto the final part of their underwater journey in to the caves that had been on her father’s map. With the mask lights turned on, it was becoming much easier to see as they came closer to the cave system. The taking off of Dante’s larger air tank and replacing it with the smaller one, did have Nadia worry for a second. He didn’t really explain this, but by all accounts he seemed to know what he was doing. He then knelt on the sea floor for Nadia to wrap herself around him, so he could help take her up into the cave system as he feared she would not be able to fight the current alone. Nadia was quick to act, knowing time was limited. Her arms around him – he would know she was set and ready to push off. <3>

IceTe3a: – On the bottom of the ocean bed Dante’s knees dug into the white sandy floor as his body swayed with the slight current slightly kicking up sand from time to time from his body movements as he awaited Nadia to wrap onto him. After a few seconds he felt her arms wrapping around him as he pulled her arms right around him making sure she held on tightly, checking the dry bags were strapped and secure he pointed as he showed her where they were going and what kind of turns they would expect. Grabbing her legs he wrapped them around his waist and crossed her feet together for extra strength Dante knew the current system under here was strong and only went one way, if one was to fall into the currents eternal grasp they would be pulled deeper into the wrong way eventually their oxygen would run out and they would drown. Giving the ready signal he pushed up with his knees as they both rose mid level in the cave system, kicking with his legs he was able to support all the extra weight he had on him as they came to the first passage of the underwater cave system, as he could feel the drag of the current being there just behind the wall, he gripped the wall with his right hand as he slowly entered them into the current system, they shot off as the current was stream lined and fast passing through the cave with speed he had to account for Nadia being on top of him as he leaned in to the turns of the cave as they missed the wall’s. It took a lot of diving experience to navigate and control a current like this as they were making great ground Dante watched as the sea life flew straight past them from fish to stingrays even another shark was dwelling on the bottom layer stalking its prey. Glancing down to his GPS system he watched the longitude and latitude as he knew where he had to get off the current, his eyes were awake and sharp as he kept an eye out for a mark as he turned them leaning to the right there it was the opening coming up on the left this was going away from the current and once you’re in a current it’s hard to pull one out of it, there was only one way to do this as he opened his hand’s up he leaned to the left of current purposely going towards the wall as it came up closer and closer he braced himself as he had set himself for a crash course with the wall it was the only way to fling them out of the current, Spinning around her forced Nadia to be in front of his chest as he pushed her into him with force their chests were touching firmly, he kicked her legs up into his stomach region and her arms in front of her chest as he was going to take the blow with his back, His eyes watching hers through the mask as he counted down 3… 2… 1… *THUD* His back crashed into the wall of the cave system as his lips parted slightly in pain he let out a “argh” his breathing apparatus falling out of his mouth as the water behind him turns a murky red, he had suffered some injuries from the force of the blow to his back no doubt some deep gashes as they both sunk to the ocean floor he placed his breathing apparatus into his mouth and blew out the water as he got his breath back. Placing Nadia down on her knees on the ocean bed he made sure she understood to stay low and not go higher as he reached around to feel his back, He had definitely suffered at least 2 small but deep gashes and what feels like a quite deep and large gash that’ll need stitching at a later date, although he showed no pain on his face nor allowed Nadia to see he was hurt that bad as he made the ok signal to her he had forgotten they were under water as the water behind him had a misty blood cloud, he signaled her to move on in front of him and that they were going this direction that he pointed as he didn’t want her to see the gashes on his back through the rips of his dive suit.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Nadia knew that the risks of diving were great. What she didn’t realize was just how dangerous the currents were that far down and to be able to reach the cave entrance and to enter would mean that if they were to fall into the current’s external pull it would take them beyond what they were able to fight and they would lose oxygen and drown. With Dante ensuring that she was well secured around him – both arms and legs, he powered off with a hard kick, and as soon as they hit the current the speed altered dramatically, with the schools of fish becoming a colourful blur. Nadia felt like holding her breath, the force was so great and she did all she could to hang on tightly to her partner, who was doing all he could to swim hard and leaning into the curves of the cave’s internal tunnels. The fact the walls were starting to get terribly close were now becoming alarming, and that was when disaster struck. Knowing they were in danger, especially Nadia and her tanks, he spun around so she was now on his chest, and pulled her in tight. Nadia’s face looked panic stricken in behind the glass of her mask. What was he doing? Her mind was racing, but then just as quickly as he had her secure, she felt the horrible impact of Dante hitting the wall. She was face to face with him and saw him lose his breathing apparatus. The water all around them turning the colour of blood. He’d hurt himself! She screamed but it would be silent under the water, the bubbles rapidly escaping through her air pipe. Without his breathing apparatus he would surely drown, and the pair slowly sank to the bottom where he picked it up again and forced the water out. She knew he was hurt; the blood in the water was unmistakable. He made signals to Nadia that he was okay, but he was lying. It was impossible not to tell cause of the blood in the water. Surely this would attract sharks, and she knew flailing about was a bad idea – the tremors in the water only attracting more fish to the area. They needed to get into the cave and soon. Nadia did as instructed, and got in front of him to go in the right direction, but inwardly she was already fighting the wave of rising panic that was consuming her. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as his eyes never left hers he knew she was worried about him but Dante knew if she started to panic her heart rate would go up and she would waste her oxygen faster leaving less dive time, his watch beeps signaling she had half a tank left, as he glanced over to her he watched as she took the lead, she was nervous but just how bad was she? As he grabbed her hand on purpose to feel her pulse he followed her behind as they came into the right path that they needed to go. After awhile of swimming freely he knew she hadn’t settled yet the last thing he needed was her panicking and losing her oxygen so he decided to do a old divers trick whilst diving with the opposite sex, it worked every time. Pulling her to kneel in front of him he did the same as he ripped off his upper torso dive suit along with his hood as his hair swung out freely as it waved and danced in the slow current of the water too and thro.He took her hand and ripped her glove off placing her hand on his chest where his heart was, a constant steady beat thumping powerfully against her hand, placing his small oxy tank in his hand he held his breath as he removed her hood to allow her hair to move freely, with his left hand he pulled her breathing apparatus out of her mouth as he let it float there, a single finger pressed against her lips as he placed his left hand on the back of her head pulling her in for a kiss as their lips sealed he forced her lips and his to open slightly as he breathed in to her deeply allowing the oxygen from his lungs to fill hers, he held his lips to hers for a short time before replacing his lips with her breathing apparatus to her it may look like a simple kiss but to a diver it’s the perfect way to stop someone from panicking and having a racing heart beat, the kiss was a sensual feeling that gave off that effect as well as the experienced diver slowly breathing in and out for the in experienced one allowing the heart to get the oxygen it needed without racing. He smiled as he placed his oxy tank back in his lips then pointed above him with a smirk across his face, there was a hole in the ceiling which looked like it was a exit to dry land did he do that to steal a kiss? Or was he actually helping her regulate her breathing, she’d never know as he made the sign to equalize when they rose. Pushing off the ocean floor Dante rose alone equalizing as he came to the surface with a huge gasp for fresh air, raising himself out of the water and onto the rocky floor he ditched the dry bags to the side as he waited to help Nadia up and out of the water.

CharlotteCarrendar: – In her own ears she could hear it, feel it. Her heart beat accelerating. Her chest rising and falling too fast….it was a situation beyond her control and one she didn’t even know how to fight. Communicating with hand signals was one thing, but trying to overcome the shock of him being hurt as well as the water now a murky red colour set off the alarm bells inside her. Bubbles were now fast escaping her air hose and this was not good at all. She was going to use up her oxygen too quickly. Suddenly Dante snatched her wrist to tell how fast her pulse was, and she was muttering into her breathing apparatus, not that he could even hear her. Trying to swim on was not making things better for her, and then Dante did something that completely had her floored. Taking her down he made her kneel in front of him as he then took off his upper torso dive suit, and not just took it off, he ripped it off. Nadia’s eyes flew open as he tore off his hood and his hair was now floating about wild and free. What was he doing? Was he crazy? She felt him take her hand and place it to his chest to feel the steady rhythm of his own heart beat. He had to take his suit top to do that? She didn’t understand till he then removed her hood, her auburn locks now floating about her –being teased by the current as they both knelt before each other. This was no place for a romantic gesture. Or….so she thought. He pulled out her breathing apparatus, and placed his single digit to her lips. To stop her screaming out perhaps. But then she felt the press of his hand to the back of her head, and he brought her in for a kiss. Her eyes were so wide you would not have believed it. Her lungs took in the oxygen that he blew straight into her mouth, the feeling indescribable as she soon closed her own eyes. Her heart beat starting to regulate. It must have been one of the wildest ideas to get someone to stop panicking, but for Nadia it worked. On opening her eyes only to see his handsome face. It was a miracle in her eyes, but what was greater was the fact that right above them was a hole, an opening to a dry part in the cave. A blast of bubbles escaped her air hose, and she knew that their underwater adventure was near its end. Nadia equalized right on cue, now getting the hang of it before attempting to follow Dante up and out of the water and into the cave above. When she breached the water surface, she was amazed by the sheer size of the cave that the hole opened into. Blowing water out of her air pipe, she reached out for Dante’s hand to help her out of the water and to relative safety. <3>

IceTe3a: Dante waited for awhile what was taking her so long? He thought to himself as he was about to dive back in and check on her as her head popped out of the water, he smirked as he watched her eyes flicker around the room “Big huh” he said simply as he kneeled down his hands wrapping around her waist he lifted her up out of the water gear and all with ease before laying her to sit down. Coming to a kneel he started un strapping her equipment off her taking her flippers and dive socks off then her Oxy tank and all the tubes that went with it she was now free to move about but Dante came to a stand and forced her to lay down on her back “Lay there for three minutes, Do not move and breath in through your nose and out of your mouth. It’s your first deep dive and that was a hefty one so let your body re adjust” he said as he went over to the dry bags he opened one up and noticed they did their job all their equipment and gear was dry as a bone as he pulled out her clothing and a dry towel he smiled as he dug around and pulled out a bag of choco babies walking over as he opened the bag and ate one for himself he pressed one against her lips “Start eating them, their great for after a dive, they’ll get rid of that drowsy feeling within five minutes; It’s only because you lose your sugar count whilst diving” he left the pack of lollies on her chest as he laid down her towel and clothing with boots neatly near her. Walking over to the side he started stripping down to his wet underwear as he yawned slightly digging around for his jeans as he mumbles “Where are… Ah” he pulled out his camo pants and boots as he slipped them on zipping up the gear he placed it all together near them as he came to sit down beside Nadia “Alright time’s up Boss lady, get out of the wet suit and dry up then get changed” Dante had all but forgotten his 2 small but deep gashes and his one rather large tear like gash across his back that had skin flopping off it as he felt something dribbling down his back but waved it off as water drops, little did he know just behind him a rather small pool of blood was starting to collect.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dante was incredibly strong to be able to lift Nadia up and out of the water almost effortlessly, even with all her equipment and weights. The part she wasn’t expecting as he started to remove her dive gear was when he instructed that she was to lay down flat on her back. The first thing she really wanted to do was get up and explore the cave, but then she started to get a dizzy light headed feeling. “Ooooh…kay.” Things weren’t that rosy and what he was advising her to do was now making sense. Still in her wet suit, she laid on her back and did as she was told, breathing in her nose and out of her mouth. To concentrate she decided not to talk, so instead she watched Dante as he started to check on their gear in the dry bags. Thankfully they had packed them really well, as everything he pulled out was dry as a bone. Only when she felt him press the choco baby to her lips did she open her mouth. Quickly taking it in and chewing it. The burst of sugar to do her the world of good. With the bag on her chest, she snuck another one into her mouth and chewed it with a smile as she felt herself coming good again. It was almost too much of a temptation to have them there, and as she counted down the minutes, Nadia was starting to see that the cave was much bigger than she first anticipated when she breached the surface of the water. Turning her head slightly she could see Dante stripping down his wetsuit, but it was the flap of skin hanging down, along with the blood that was trickling down his back and onto the cave floor that now alarmed her. “Dante…you’re hurt. You need to have your back stitched. Do you have a first aid kit?” Surely he would have one…wouldn’t he? Getting up she started to peel off her own wet suit, but all the while considered for Dante’s welfare. She was standing in her underwear, yet to finish getting dressed as she tried to get a closer look at his back. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Nadia’s breathing started to slow down to a normal state this meant she was returning to normal and able to stand soon, good she didn’t have any adverse effects from the dive. Dante was proud to be able to give her a dive like that without her getting hurt, as he glanced over to her she had come to a stand and was undoing her wetsuit he watched as she stripped down and kicked the wetsuit off standing in nothing but her underwear which hardly fazed Dante since it was usual for divers not to have anything else on under their wetsuits. He watched her as she disappeared behind him somewhere he heard her say something about a first aid kit as he arched a brow “Yeah of course it’s in the dry bag” he thought she was checking to make sure he brought one not that she wanted one to patch him up as he heard her talk about stitching him up he blinks for a second as he was still coming to terms with his own dive the rush finally dying down he was feeling drowsy and slightly in a weakened state this would pass in about five or so minutes as he yawned slightly “Don’t worry about it, it’ll be fine” he said trying to ward her off stating it was not as bad as it sounded, but it was too late as she was already behind him and staring right at it “Look, you’d have to pin me down, That’s the only way you’d even get close to my back” he refused her help being stubborn as usual as he yawned once more, he didn’t think Nadia would attempt to pin him down on his chest as she wasn’t that kind of girl, she was a lady brought up in a posh environment “Besides, you sure you aren’t going to faint at the sight of blood?” he questioned how well she could deal with the sight of blood and her first aid skills in general.

CharlotteCarrendar: – The young lawyer placed her hands on her hips when he told her not to worry about him and that his back would be fine, but the way he was acting with his yawning and bleeding everywhere didn’t convince her. She took out a choco baby and pushed it into his mouth. “Chew this while I get the kit.” She was seriously determined to stitch up his back and at the very least to stop the bleeding. Rummaging around in the dry pack she found the first aid kit and brought it out, opening it up. “One of the things I did learn at boarding school was first aid…*then she took out the needle and smiled saying.*…and sewing.” That wouldn’t have been very comforting to hear her say, not like he would have wanted to be a patchwork quilt when she was finished. Nadia got out the antiseptic wash and was preparing to thread the needle while he watched. “Oh, and if I have to pin you down I will, and it’s got nothing about me being a lady or not.” This was probably the first time she had been so self assertive with Dante, but after what she just experienced under the water with him, she felt a bond now that would not easily be broken. They were in this together – for better for worse. <3>

IceTe3a: He arched a brow as he heard her snap at him, so the princess had a bit of bite? Interesting to know but she was not getting anywhere near his back this he was certain of “Oh you.. wait what?! Do I look like a pair of your torn jeans?” he said he heard her rustling through the medical gear as it went silent he knew she was up to something she came back to him saying she’d happily pin him down and this made him laugh “You, pin me down? That I’d like to see” he said as he felt her get closer to his back, she shoved a choco baby into his mouth as he nips at her finger for doing it in the first place, chewing the lolly before swallowing it hole he growled lightly “Ugh stop forcing me to eat dang it” he said as he felt her try to touch his back, this was met with a shake of his head “Oooh no you heard what I said and I mean it” he came to a stand and was slightly wobbly as he took a minute to attempt to steady himself he was having head spins as he walked forward trying to keep it straight, eventually he fell to his knees and slowly started crawling away from her “Leave it be dang it!”

CharlotteCarrendar: Why were men so difficult? Dante was putting up a fight about not wanting her to stitch his back. Sure, she wasn’t a qualified nurse but she had a fair idea of how to at least stitch a wound. He’d already nipped her finger when she fed him the choco baby, now this. By the way Dante was putting up a sluggish fight; Nadia could see an opportunity to get him on his stomach but not by an orthodox way. He was having trouble standing up due to the fact he had not taken the time himself to regulate his breathing and take a moment for his body to adjust. And just like that he sank to his knees, trying to crawl away from her. That was it. She straddled his backside and placed a hand to his shoulder to force him down. “You are such a cry baby. Now hold still.” Taking the antiseptic wash she splashed it on the gaping wound and started to stitch him up. This was bound to bring howls of protests, but hopefully he would still be chewing on the choco baby. <3>

IceTe3a: He growled as he felt Nadia’s legs slide down his sides as her weight came crashing down on top of him, usually he would be able to hold her up but at the moment he was still feeling the effects of the dive so his body collapsed under her as he hit the floor with a thud whilst Nadia had a soft cushy landing on top of him. He was now laying chest flat against the cold rock floor as he grumbled lowly “Must you really” he said as he felt her splash and dap the antiseptic wash over his wounds on his back, his muscles tense slightly as he sighed in refusal “Yes, yes you must” he answered his own question as he laid there whilst she sat on top of him cleaning his wounds.

CharlotteCarrendar; – Nadia worked swiftly to stitch up and clean his wounds, placing a bandage over the worst one, and then making sure the other were clean. She didn’t like having to perform the quick first aid on him, but it was essential considering where they were and what would happen if he lost more blood or it got infected. Once the job was done, she gave his shoulder a pat for being such a good patient, and got off him, rising to standing and packing away the rest of the first aid kit. The very least he could do was take his own advice and rest on the ground for a few minutes, the same thing he had told her to do. “All done.” She said as she went to get her own clothes and boots out of the dry bag. Nadia wasn’t totally unsympathetic to his plight, but she had to be the bad guy and stitch him up. “I’m sorry if I hurt you, Dante, but it was for the best.” Nadia took another choco baby out of the packet and ate it, before starting to brush her hair through to tie back, now that she was dressed. <3>

IceTe3a: He sighed some more as he felt her stitching him up the needle and thread flowing through his skin pulling the two together, after awhile she patted his back as he glanced over to her watching her walk away from him as he arched a brow “You didn’t hurt me at all hardly felt it” he said as he grumbled he knew he should lay down for a bit but he wasn’t going to he was already forced to have his back stitched up so he pushed up off the ground and followed her, leaning against the wall to stabilize himself so she wouldn’t notice him being off balance still from the dive and slight blood loss. He yawned slightly as he watched her get dressed, his eyes flickered across the rather large cave system “I wonder how far it goes?” he said as he glanced back to her, she was fully dressed again kind of a shame really he said as a slight smirk appeared across his face. He pushed himself off the wall as he tried to stand on his own two feet, walking behind her his knees buckle “Oh fuck” he falls down onto his back on the ground, he grumbles as he covers his face slightly and wipes it “Ugh.. I’m not going to give up, My body listens to me not the other way around” he said as he looked up to Nadia who no doubt would be looking down at him “Now don’t you get any smart ideas” he said as he went to get up again.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Nadia couldn’t help but laugh to herself when Dante said that she didn’t hurt him at all and he hardly felt it. She stitched him without any pain relief. And as plain as day she saw his muscles tense, even felt his backside flinch. He was a really bad actor when it came to disguising the fact he was in pain. But was now clear that he was struggling with the effects of the dive. His body was not responding with what his mind was telling him to do. He already dropped to his knees once and made it easy for her to straddle him for the stitching, but when he collapsed behind her the second time she spun around and became very serious. The belly aching started that he didn’t want her to get ideas or try and stop him from getting up again. Nadia shook her head and got down on her knees, drawing him to have his head and shoulders rest on her lap an she started to stroke his hair. “For all that is holy, will you stop trying to move around when clearly you aren’t balanced and you might well fall into the water hole.” It wasn’t that she was trying to boss him around, but he wasn’t taking care of himself. “You yourself told me to lay on the floor and let your body adjust from the dive. You’re not superman, so please…just lay still with me for a few minutes.” Hopefully he would listen, as she tried to distract him again by placing the bag of choco babies on his stomach. <3>

IceTe3a: He arched a brow as she was indeed looking down at him, fuck.. what was she thinking of now as his attempt to get up failed, she sat down next to him and pulled his head to lay on her lap as she started stroking his hair he grumbled slightly, in defiance squirming slightly to see if his body would respond he heard her beg him to just listen to her for once and let her take care of him he grumbles again “I don’t need to be looked after” as he took in a deep breath, yawning her calming strokes were making him tire as he rubbed his eyes trying to get the sleep out of them “ugh, soo not tired” he said as he opened his eyes and looked up at her into her eyes. Smiling lightly he shrugged the situation off “So what do you think our next step should be, since we are here now this is most likely the path your father took” he stated as he looked around the cave system he blinks slightly “what does the journal say?” he remembered she had brought it with them so it’s possible he left some kind of clues or notes behind in the journal.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Thinking for a moment, as Dante wanted to know what the journal said we should do once entering the caves, Nadia paused before uttering. “Something about there being three tunnels to chose from. I need to check the journal to confirm that and then marry that up to the map.” Looking about while she was still stroking his head, she couldn’t see anything much as there was very little light. “Did you pack flares?” That was the next obvious question. Nadia knew he would tell her where they were and such, but she was more worried he might try to get up and unpack them himself. For the mean time she just wanted him to rest. :: Outside the walls of the caves a black speed boat pulled up alongside that of Dante and Nadia’s boat. Two muscle bound men were already starting to put on their dive gear, while an older gentleman was drinking a glass of scotch. His son, James was at the wheel. “That’s the boat, Dad. They must have dived from here.” Taking a sip from his drink Stanley Whittaker chuckled. “As I told you my dear boy, all we had to do was wait….and follow.” <3>

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Alex had comfortably adjusted to the way things were run in Julian’s apartment. From the way the kitchen was organized to the way things were placed in the bathroom. It had only been a few hours since his arrival and Alex couldn’t help but feel they were like a married couple. Two normal human beings with supernatural abilities just trying to find their place in the world, whether that meant being by each other’s side at Julian’s apartment or working different hours and spending 5 minutes with one another.

Dinner was rather splendid and they’d spend the evening stealing glances at one another, talking about their day and the different situations in their lives that brought them to Seattle. Come to find out they’d both lost people in their lives and it dramatically brought them together in the city that surprisingly sleepless.

”You know, we’ve been seeing each other for well over a year and I just have to ask…” Julian raised a brow at the dominant man before him, the one who he’d come to love so quickly given they weren’t even going steady. Silence filled the air; the night sky lit with stars and graced them both in their illuminescent glow before finally Julian lifted his gaze from his plate to look into Alex’s eyes. Waiting ever patient for what he was about to say to him.

”It’s not usually like me to get all choked up over words. But Julian, this past year has been amazing. Time has flown by so rapidly. And although we’ve been seeing each other a lot, we’ve yet to have anything written in stone. So…” At Alex’s words Julian’s cheeks flushed and he couldn’t help but feel the childish butterflies rise in his tummy before placing his hand over Alex’s.
”You don’t have to say anything.” Alex was shocked at Julian’s bold moves, his eyes moving with Julian’s as he watched him shift in his chair to a standing position. ”But…” Alex tried to protest before he too shifted in his seat to look at the wondrous young man before him. Alex had been silenced; Julian had brought his finger to Alex’s lips and crawled into his lap before wrapping his arms around him and moving in to kiss his lips softly.

”It’s not a marriage proposal. But know this Alexander Joseph Meza, I am yours.

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This was of course until he finally heard from his wife, from one of his assistants obviously handing him the voice message, she still wasn’t breathing a word directly to him. Her words were simple but still showed slight dominance. “I can’t believe you, you started all of all this shit and now I may have lost my friends.” Her voice sounded as if she was about to cry, but her speech steeled with resolve and aggressiveness. “I think our relationship is coming to a point of no return, I can only fight for you for so long, I have to think of myself now.” Kristian threw the recorded message across the room and picked up his coat, his fists clenching and barely anything but caffeine fueling him towards his car.

It hadn’t taken him long to reach the apartments, considering Kristian’s driving was almost considerably accurate to being called speeding, and to make it worst it had just finished raining. He didn’t even bother to use the elevator, his feet moved lightning quick as they skipped every second step towards the penthouse. His footsteps echoed loudly throughout the apartments, that he was sure most of the floors on the building could hear him rushing up towards the top. After finally reaching the top he looked towards Kali and his apartment, the door being already unlocked for him to enter. He could hear her before he saw her, knowing that she was definitely home.

“What am I to do with you? Mrs Grey.” His voice tried to remain calm but he just couldn’t right now, she had blamed him for something that obviously did not revolve ALL around him. “YOU don’t speak to me for THREE days! Then suddenly out of nowhere decided you need to do things on your own, because you and those bitches are no longer Destiny’s Child?! You cannot put that shit on me Kali! Whatever is wrong with your situation, needs to be sorted and it is not to involve myself, do you understand?” He hadn’t even known that he walked closer to her, that he was merely inches in front of her, breathing in her scent. 

It had been a long 3 days, where to start though was the question? Between the never ending fights between the girls and Kristian, Simone nearly shooting up, Pandora’s parental issues and the break up with Brock, to the itty gritty details of what she was going to do with Kristian. If he thought he was going to get away with half of the stuff that was being pulled, he had another thing coming.

She had a plan, and it started like any other. The complete silent treatment… or so she hoped. It had worked out plenty well before as she continuously sent random messages of hate, betrayal and utter disgust through his secretary.
And finally it had happened; she sent a final message upon receiving one from him.

“I think our relationship is coming to a point of no return, I can only fight for you for so long, I have to think of myself now.”

And not twenty minutes later having sent the message, in stormed her husband. Dominating the place as usual. Kali had turned on her heel as he talked and she ignored him. Their feet finally shuffling into the Study of their penthouse before she rounded on him while he raised his voice higher and higher. Oh he was good, but she was better. And she was ready for him. “YOU don’t speak to me for THREE days! Then suddenly out of nowhere decided you need to do things on your own, because you and those bitches are no longer Destiny’s Child?!” At this point Kali raised a brow at his boldness, her hands crossing over her chest while he continued to speak to her like he owned her. ”You cannot put that shit on me Kali! Whatever is wrong with your situation needs to be sorted and it is not to involve myself, do you understand?” At this point he stood nearly inches from her, her scent of jasmine flooding him over, almost captivating to a point if she’d not hated him so much.

”First of all,” She smiled before her unusually now serious demeanor took over. ”Those, ‘Bitches’” She quoted before stepping forward, nearly pushing him back in the process. “Are my girls, my best friends, practically sisters.” Her eyes gleamed with a ferocity her husband had never seen before. And it was them the storm that brewed earlier, commenced once more. Something wicked was coming, and she didn’t care who was around to see it. ”And if you ever…” At this a single bolt of lightning hurdled through the study window, smashed the glass around them and struck the floor before him.

”Call them that again, we’re going to have a much bigger problem than we do now.” Her hair stood at attention like that of a woman underwater. A natural elementalist at it’s peak. Her powers were growing and a rapid flurry of wind blew through and nearly knocked her husband to her feet, practically missing him by a single centimeter. ” There is nothing wrong with any situation of mine, and before you start pointing the finger, I suggest you take a good hard look in the mirror and ask yourself if this is the life you want, if this is the man you chose to become. Because this…” she motioned to him as she slowly removed her wedding ring . ”This isn’t the man I married…” She finally said as the wind rushed around her in a tempest storm, her things already gathered in the foyer as Taylor made his way down the stairs with them. Kali simply leaving Kristian stunned as her wedding ring dropped to the floor, simply spinning on its axis before finally dropping upon her exit.

If she hadn’t known it beforehand, Kristian was now even more furious. Never had she used her powers on him before, and never before had she broken a promise. ”Call them that again, we’re going to have a much bigger problem than we do now.” Her true nature was beginning to show infront of him, an uncontrollable storm of chaos, a tempest of raw power. She truly was thinking of herself here, of how she needs her friends more than her husband..” There is nothing wrong with any situation of mine, and before you start pointing the finger, I suggest you take a good hard look in the mirror and ask yourself if this is the life you want, if this is the man you chose to become. Because this…this isn’t the man I married.” Kali had slowly removed the ring he gave her from her finger, a ring that showed his devotion of love to her. Just then he saw perfect clarity of why Simone had never settled, this feeling of hurt and pain so deep within.

Was this the end? If so, Kristian would be sure to have the last word. “Kalypso.. Rose.. Grey.” Speaking his family name now seemed like poison. Each worth he breathed, was filled with pain and anger. “I guess that’s it? All vows thrown out the window, is that why you broke it? So I could throw them away like they weren’t real? Like they meant NOTHING to you… then fine.” Kristian took off his ring, and let it drop to the ground next to hers, the broken glass from the window shattering even more as the golden piece of jewelry slammed against the floor.

He then punched a wall, since he would never allow himself to hit a woman in a so called fight. She had already gathered her things, their butler carrying it out of the apartment for her as she exited. She had nothing to say to him. Feeling alone, he left the apartment. The memories were too much to handle at this point. Going through his phone he looked at the last person he had spoken to on it, ironically… it was Simone. Still bottled up with anger, he decided to blame her for this unfortunate event, if she had never interfered with Kristian and Kali’s marriage, perhaps they would still be happy. Fists clenched he walked down to Erica and Simone’s apartment, loudly banging on the door and waited for her to answer so he could let all this anger out.

However before anyone answered, he broke down. His knees coming up to his chest as tears began to show, his hands covering his mouth. He couldn’t blame Simone, he couldn’t blame anyone but himself. How had the most elaborate business man in all of Seattle come to nothing but a broken mess, in front of his wife/ex-wife’s best friend’s apartment? More tears spilled at the song that was now playing in the halls, the lyrics fading into his mind as he came to reality with them.

Somewhere along the way, we’re all running in the crazy race,
Never thinking about the hearts we break,
And as our hope starts fading away things are never gonna be the same,
Cause when you’re standing there all alone,
Losing everything you’ve ever known,
You’re staring at a different face things are never gonna be the same,

Simone’s face was one of sadness, regretting what she had allowed herself to do. More or less seducing Brock in his moment of weakness on seeing her erotic art collection. Was she an emotional void to not feel ashamed when she saw the look of horror on her best friend’s face when she was caught in Brock’s arms? Scratching the side of her cheek, she really didn’t know. Brock made out that he and Pandora were finished, and yet by the look on Pan’s face, and then Brock’s reaction, they were far from through. Brock nearly broke down the door trying to race after Pandora, but by the sounds of things, she had fled the building to god knows where.

Erica and Orson were now in a lover’s embrace on the far end of the couch, the ice cream bucket long forgotten and it was pretty clear that they wanted some alone time. Great, talk about timing. Looking down at herself, Simone realized she was still in a towel, and feeling dirty, she padded off to the bathroom to shower and change.

It was on the way there that she nearly stepped on the broken vase that had littered the carpet with jagged shards. Getting a bit in her foot, Simone yelped, and then set about picking up all the broken bits, and tossing them by the handful into her room rubbish bin. The flowers that Pandora had brought down were so pretty too. The room now having this wild flower scent to it, but it didn’t bring any solace for what had happened.

“Panda’s never going to speak to me again.” Simone lamented as she tossed the flowers in the bin with the glass. So much for her friendship. It seemed to be the day for it, ruining other people’s lives. Picking the glass out of her foot, Simone hopped into the bathroom and started the shower up, tossing the towel in the hamper.

Out in the lounge room, Erica stood up and extended her hand to Orson.

“Stay the night?” Her lips curling into a half smile as Orson could only show a wide grin himself. “Thought you’d never ask. What about Simone though?” Course he was still worried about her. Erica shrugged. “She’s a big girl, I’m sure she will either watch TV or go catch a movie.” Happy enough with that, Orson took Erica’s hand, and followed her into her bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Coming out of the bathroom, Simone patted herself dry before getting dressed again but this time in a simple pair of jeans and light t’shirt. Her hair was still wet and she simply brushed it back so it hung down her back. On returning to the lounge, she could see the discarded ice cream container and the spoons. The muffled sounds of Erica and Orson were heard through the walls, so Simone got the picture quite clearly that Orson was staying the night. Things..were going to get noisy that was for sure. Letting out a sigh, Simone cleaned up the ice cream bucket and spoons and was heading to the kitchen when she heard a loud banging on the door. Was it Brock, coming back to fly off at Simone again? She really had no idea who it could be, and hesitantly went to answer. But as she looked through the peep hole what she saw shocked her to the core. It was Kristian; curled up and crying in the hall way. The look of shock and surprise riddled Simone’s face and she carefully unlocked the door before opening it wide. The blonde cocked her head to the right and then checked to see if there was anyone else out in the corridor, before padding out barefoot and sinking down to be beside Kristian. There was music playing through the speaker system and it was a song that had a certain melancholy to it.

The tears were flowing down his cheeks. Such sadness. What on earth could have happened to him? Had he and Kali fought? And if so…was it about her? Simone was starting to get a feeling of de javu.

“Kristian?” Simone spoke softly, before placing her arms around him and drawing him into an embrace. If he allowed it, his head would be resting upon her warm breasts. Simone’s skin was soft and smelt of vanilla – a sweet smell as she had just showered. There was no makeup, no fancy clothes. Natural as nature intended.

When I was young
I never needed anyone
And makin’ love was just for fun
Those days are gone

Livin’ alone
I think of all the friends I’ve known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody’s home

All by myself
Don’t wanna be, all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t wanna live, all by myself anymore

Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And love so distant and obscure
Remains the cure

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Oh great, she had answered the door a little too late, or a little too soon, Kristian couldn’t tell, but he didn’t want anyone to see this side of him, let alone a woman who probably hated him still. ”Kristian? She came by him, and a scent of vanilla filled the air, it was so inviting and in the seconds that passed he hadn’t even known she had wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t touch me…” He almost laughed at the way he sounded. Of course he embraced the warmth that surrounded him, which was ironic because he was the one now touching her. “ I guess you want an explanation as to why I am here… He didn’t exactly tell her, but lifted his hand to where is wedding ring used to be.

Grunting slightly he stood up, and brushed away the tears that almost dried on his face.“Let’s just say I almost got hit by lightning, but other than that, I’m absolutely fine.” He sniffled and kept a straight face, wondering why she was not laughing at his sudden sympathetic emotions. “I’m … sorry.” It was hard for him to choke out this word, for once it was from his heart, a place that could not lie. “I think my wife just left me, and I came here to blame you for her sudden outburst towards me. However… it doesn’t even matter, goodbye Simone.” He turned around and slowly headed away from her apartment. 

Watching him rise after showing that his wedding hand was now free of a ring, Simone’s face was ashen. What the hell was happening to the people she cared most about? First Pandora and Brock, now Kali and Kristian. It seemed to be like the reason for these people breaking up was her. She felt a wave of nausea hit her as a lump of bile rose to her throat. Her head was now a jumbled mess of images, things people said and the final look on Pandora’s face as she saw Simone with Brock. This was getting to be too much, even for her to fathom.

“Kristian…I’m so sorry.” this was a heartfelt response, and when Kristian went on to say he almost got hit by lightning, Simone twinged. That had to hurt, but it was how he sniffled and looked like he had hit rock bottom that had Simone jump up from where she had been on the floor with him moments earlier. Krisitan rambled about how Kali just left him and he had come down to blame her for the whole affair. His last words of goodbye shook her to the core. She couldn’t see another relationship fail if it had anything to do with her. As he turned around and tried to head away from her, Simone gave chase, catching up with him and pulling on his arm.

‘Kristian, please listen to me a moment. You were right about me, okay. I am a bad person. I am…the things you said. You were right the whole time. God, I don’t want you losing what you had with Kali cause of a fight with me. I’m not worth that. Please, don’t give up on what you have with her. I beg you. You will regret it if you walk away from her now.”

Simone was practically pleading with him to go and set things right with his wife. She just couldn’t bare to see Kristian suffer this much, not after what happened to Pandora.

“I’ll even come up with you and plead your case.”

Would he listen?

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Hawaii, The Aloha State, The Ultimate Paradise. Fun, Sun and gorgeous blue waters. On the beach or in the waters of the ocean, anything can happen here.

Flight 349 – Seattle to Hawaii.

Dressed in a casual set of cargo shorts and matching T, Jason Lumbard otherwise known as Doctor Lumbard from Seattle Base Hospital was finally taking his long deserved vacation time in Hawaii. It must have been a good two years before he had the chance to take time off, and after arranging with his staff to have all necessary calls diverted to his cell, he hoped that anything serious he could handle via conference call on skype if need be. Coming down off the plane, he bent his head forward as he was given a floral lae by one of the welcoming officials in those daring grass skirts.

“Aloha.” Jason said with a smile to the young girl, as he straightened the straps on his back pack and made his way to the terminal. Wearing aviation sunglasses and a baseball cap, it was hard to recognize the doctor. He had also grown a small beard and mustache. Perhaps it was just the freedom to let everything go and relax for a good three weeks.

Passing through the glass doors and into the welcome respite of the air conditioning, Jason took off his glasses and kept an eye out for his driver. He had arranged someone to pick him up from the air port, and drive him to his hotel. Jason got up on one of the lounge chairs and placed his hand up to his forehead like a visor, trying to spot a large man holding his name on a plaque.

Soon he did spot a large fellow in a very colourful floral shirt and a broad smile looking for Jason. Grinning, he jumped down off the chair and pushed his way through the crowd to meet his driver.

“Aloha. Ben, right?”

“Aloha Doctor Lumbard. Welcome to Hawaii. This way please.”

The driver took the Doctor’s back pack and computer bag and headed to the car. Jason peeled off his shirt and followed on after him.

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Stepping into the lobby of the hotel, Pandora took a moment to look around the splendor and beauty of the place, awestruck. This had been the first time she had been anywhere outside of California and Seattle and she simply breathed in, feeling herself slowly begin to relax for the first time.

There were no demands of her, no worries…and definitely no men and backstabbing girlfriends to ruin what she was sure to be a pleasant time.

She put the anger away. She didn’t need it here.

She made her way to the reception desk.

“Aloha and welcome to The Kahala Hotel & Resort, Ms LaRue.” the woman greeted. That stunned her for a moment before she remembered that the flight attendant had taken care of the hotel arrangements when they were on the plane.

“Aloha.” Pandora nodded.

“We have you in a first floor suite and we had a selection of clothing from the stores brought to your room, if that’s okay.” the woman, Melanie (Pandora read her name badge), stated in a low voice so that other guests could not hear them. Pandora appreciated her discretion.

“That’s perfectly fine.” Pandora nodded. “Um…how much did the airline pay for? I do have my own money and would hate to think I was taking advantage of their hospitality.” Melanie checked the information in the computer before looking at her.

“They paid for your first week’s stay and the clothing, Ms LaRue. Please don’t worry about it, it isn’t the first time they and we have done anything like this. Gino will escort you to your room.” An exotic looking man stepped to the desk with a welcoming smile on his face. Pandora’s breath hitched, she was dangerously close to tears once again as the generosity of perfect strangers began to affect her. She quickly got herself under control.

“I’m expecting a delivery from one of your pharmacies…”

“We’ll have it brought to your room when it arrives.” Melanie nodded. Pandora gave her a small smile before she looked at Gino.

“Lead the way, good sir.”

“Right this way.” He waved a hand out and indicated which direction to go.

Suite 104

Gino opened the door and allowed her to go in ahead of her. The windows were open, letting in fresh ocean air and she stood in the center of the room, just breathing in.

“Beautiful.” she whispered, opening her eyes and looking out at the ocean.

“I’m glad you like it. The clothes are all packed in the dressers there and a bath has been drawn for you, although with your leg as it is…”

“It’s waterproof.” she told him.

“Ah, very good. There’s an activities pamphlet and a room service menu next to the phone. Just dial “0″ if you need the front desk. The kitchens are open 24 hours in case you have the urge for a midnight snack. We just want you to enjoy your stay and relax.”

“I feel better already, thank you, Gino.”

“You’re welcome, Ms LaRue. Here’s your keycard.” He set it on the coffee table and turned to leave.

“Wait!” she called to him, pulling a couple of $20 bills from her pocket. With a small smile, she pressed them into his hand. “Aloha, Gino.”

“Aloha, Ms LaRue. Have a pleasant evening.” Gino smiled before leaving her alone.

Once she was alone, she took another deep breath and let it out slowly.

“I’m free.” she whispered. After checking to make sure the “Do Not Disturb” sign was out and the door was locked, she made her way to the bedroom. Too tired to admire the deep mahogany woods that made up her room, she crawled onto the bed, still fully dressed and in moments was sound asleep.

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Riding from the airport to the Kahala Hotel, Jason had his camera out and was already playing tourist – taking happy snaps out the open window as the car cruised through the palm lined streets. An upbeat song was playing on the radio, a local band Jason guessed, and the heady smell of salt water from the beach just made Jason smile lazily. Placing his camera back in his backpack, he felt the vibration of his phone and pulled it out to check his messages. Most of them were from his friends back home wishing him a great trip but one was from the hospital It was in regards to Miss LaRue’s medication. He thought for a moment through the countless patients he had, then remembered that she was the one that checked out after the motorcycle accident. He wasn’t too fussed with her doing that, but when a patient decides that they want out there was very little that he could do to stop them. Now she needed her script filled cause she was on vacation. Then his eyes widened. Hawaii? Was this a joke? He scrolled down the details and sure enough she was staying at the same hotel. Fate seemed to be playing a hand in this and he gave a lighthearted shrug as he took the details and pocketed his cell back in his backpack.

It would appear that he was going to do a house call while on vacation.

Pulling up at the hotel driveway near the lobby entrance, Jason let himself out of the courtesy car and reached back in to grab his backpack and computer bag before giving the driver a salute.

“Thanks for the ride.” A tip and he was then off up the stairs and into the grand foyer of the Kahala hotel. Approaching the front desk, he took out his wallet and presented his visa card to the guest manager, who wished him Aloha and checked him in.

“Your suite is ready, Doctor. First floor suite, room number 105.”

Taking the key to his room and the brochures, he then asked the guest manager.

“I’m sorry, but has a Miss LaRue checked in yet?”

“Why yes, Doctor Lumbard. Room 104.”

“Ha…right. I’ll pay her a visit. Thanks again.

With this information and having a laugh that she was in the room next to his, Jason got his gear and strode over to the lift and took the next available one up to the first floor. It was a plush hotel by the decor – comfortable and luxurious. Walking past Pandora’s room, he paused a moment. Should he knock? Chuckling to himself, he did…..and waited.

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Pandora was simply exhausted. Between leaving her apartment building and then flying over an ocean to an island paradise, her mind and body simply shut down.

There was knock on her hotel door, that she barely even heard. Struggling up from sleep, she sat up slowly, taking in her surroundings with a bit of confusion before she remembered where she was. She was shocked to see that she’d only slept 2 hours.

The knock came again and she frowned. Who would be coming to see her?

She then recalled that she had asked to be notified when her medications arrived.

“That must be them. Thank goodness.” she murmured. She struggled to her feet and hobbled into the next room. She walked past a mirror and saw that her hair was a jumbled, sleepy mess and quickly ran her fingers through her locks to straighten them out. She made a face at her pale appearance, vowing to get outside and into the sun in the morning after breakfast.

Not bothering to look through the peephole, she unlocked the door and pulled it open, a greeting on her lips.

It died a swift death in the face of surprise at who was standing on her threshhold.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, seeing Doctor Lumbard. He looked so different without his hospital gear on. He had a lean, but muscular look about him and she blushed fiercely when she realized she was staring at his naked chest. “Do you always walk around in public half-dressed?” she asked, annoyed at her reaction. She did not need this complication in her life right now. The wound was still fresh.

Seeing the state Pandora was in when she opened the door, Jason realized that he must have woken her up. She looked like she had just risen from the crypt. He was taken aback and when he asked what he was doing there, he chuckled and said.

“House calls? No, seriously, I am on vacation and just got the message through on my phone about your script. Found out you were here and thought I would do the neighborly thing and pop by to check on you.” Jason also happened to notice how she was staring at his bare chest and asking if he liked to walk around half dressed.

“I don’t know if you have noticed but…this is Hawaii. People tend to take their shirts off.” He was playful in his banter and retained that bedside manner that had attracted so many to him at the hospital.

Winking, he backed up saying. “I’ll make sure your scripts are signed for and delivered to your room, Miss LaRue. Oh…and enjoy your stay. Maybe I will see you around.”

That said, he left her there and went to go find his own room.

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Hawaii…and the same hotel she was in…was the absolute last place Pandora expected to see anyone she knew. Surprised that it was the doctor who had taken care of her when she was in Seattle was just icing on the cake.

That he was on his own vacation threw her for a moment before she thought about it fully. He was a full-time doctor. Even he deserved time off now and again.

“I don’t know if you have noticed but…this is Hawaii. People tend to take their shirts off.”

“Well I wasn’t implying anything by it. Don’t think so highly of yourself, Doc.” Pandora chuckled, a teasing glint in her eye. “Excuse me for being frank. I’m just surprised to see you here, that’s all.” she shrugged lamely. He grinned at her and turned to walk away.

“I’ll make sure your scripts are signed for and delivered to your room, Miss LaRue. Oh…and enjoy your stay. Maybe I will see you around.”

“Yeah. You too.” she stated, watching him walk down the hall. He had a nice butt.

Making a face, more than disgusted with herself for those thoughts, she went back into her room, slamming the door.

Hearing the door slam behind him, Jason glanced over his shoulder and let out a bit of a laugh. Boy, she was still feisty as ever. Damn the man that ever tames that girl, he thought to himself as he pushed his key card into the slot and the light turned green. Smiling he pushed the door open and then saw the wonderful room that had been prepared for him. How he loved the time off from the hospital, where he had been putting in shifts of up to 48 hours at a time, often falling asleep in the store room, just to get a few extra winks before another exhausting set of rounds. But that was all behind him for the next three weeks. He set down his back pack and computer bag and then wandered over to the curtain covered window, pulling the drapes back and seeing the beauty of the view that was laid out before him. The resort had everything that a tourist could crave, but Jason had plans to go hiking and perhaps tour some of the volcanic islands in the area. Perhaps some sailing and diving. Clapping his hands together, he went over to the bed and undid his shirt that he had tied around his waist, laying it on the bed. He took his cell phone, wallet and watch and placed them on the bedside table, along with a small frame that he packed very carefully into his backpack. The small picture frame was set next to the alarm clock and he smiled at it thoughtfully.

“Happy anniversary, love.”

It was a picture of his late wife, who had died just three months after their wedding. They never got to have the honeymoon due to the aggressive stages of her cancer, but everywhere he went he took her picture so that she was always with him.

Jason got on the hotel phone and rang the pharmacy to make sure that Miss LaRue’s prescription would be delivered to her room, and that he would sign for it when he was down there next. The attendant was most helpful, and he hung up. Reaching into his backpack for his book, he strolled out to the balcony to enjoy the warmth of the sun, and the sea breezes.

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It was too late in the day to take in the sites so she decided to keep to her room.

Ordering something from room service, she decided to take a quick shower and wash her hair, just so she could feel somewhat human again. Wiping the fog off the mirror, she took in her wan features. There were dark circles under her eyes and her face was beginning to thin. She was losing weight, and not in a healthy way.

“That all changes tomorrow. Pandora LaRue is coming back and she’s coming back hard.” she stated.

Wrapping a towel around her body, she left the bathroom, only to startle with fright when she saw a maid standing in her room.

“Jesus! You scared me!” she snapped.

“I apologize, Ms LaRue. I knocked but no one answered. I didn’t see your DND sign so I thought it was safe to come in.” the poor woman stammered. “I brought your dinner.” She pointed to the open balcony door and the small meal sitting on the table there.

“No…it’s okay. I’m sorry I snapped at you. Thank you.” Pandora gave the woman a smile, letting her know it was cool. The woman nodded and left her.

After running a second towel through her still-damp hair, she went out on the balcony, not bothering to dress. Still wrapped in a towel, she took in the ocean as the sun was just kissing the horizon, making the sky a painting of pink and orange hues.

“So lovely.” she murmured, unaware that Jason was out on his balcony as well. She hobbled to her seat, glaring at the cast on her leg. “I can’t wait till that’s gone. So annoying.” she grumbled before lifting the trays off her meal.

Jason enjoyed the solitude that the resort room gave him, enjoying the afternoon just reading a book that had been on his nightstand for six months. It was one of those adventure sci fi novels, that you can really escape into and before the Doctor realized the sun had already started to go down. Stretching, and placing an arm up over his head, he scratched his wayward blond locks and gave some thought to dinner. He really wasn’t up to getting all dressed up for a meal in the restaurant, so he padded inside and took out the room service menu from the media unit drawer. Thumbing through it Jason settled on the garlic prawns on a bed of jasmine rice, roast pork Hawaiian style with fresh fruits and vegetables, and then for desert he was going to treat himself to a large sunshine fruit and ice cream parfait. The girl on the other end of the phone took down the details and said the meal would be about twenty five minutes. This gave him enough time to go and have a shower, to get rid of the travel grime and also cool him down a touch from being out in the sun.

Coming out of the shower onto the small bedroom patio, which was adjacent the living room one, he was wearing just a towel and a smile as he took in the sights. it wasn’t till he heard an odd murmur about something being lovely, as he stared out at the view.

“Why yes, it is lovely. I quite agree Miss LaRue.” He had no idea she was complaining about her cast.

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Chapter Six

Bullseye.

Writers
CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a

IceTe3a: He shifts his weight as Nadia continued to force him to lie down and rest his head on her lap, he grumbles slightly since he hates sitting still for too long, “Three tunnels to chose from huh…” interesting the cave system must be a lot larger than he first thought as he glanced up into her eyes “One leads the right way whilst the others could lead to certain doom” he sighs slightly as he rubs his chin, Did he pack flares? What’s with all the questions about him packing stuff did she doubt that he packed everything? “Of course I did” he said as he pointed to one of the dry bag’s he sighed slightly as he shook his head “Perhaps the right tunnel will have a air current blowing into it so we can check that way I suppose” he said as he removed her hand from his hair and attempted to slowly get up trying to defy her advice or more likely demands.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Nadia thought about what Dante said; that two of the three tunnels could lead to certain doom. Surely he was kidding, right? Feeling him remove her hand from his head and try to get up, she wiggled beneath him and huffed. Was he getting up too soon again? She couldn’t baby him the whole way, but then again if he was a danger to himself than it was her duty to try and help him. Getting up herself, she crouched and did up the laces on her boots properly so they were secure. Placing down her hand she pushed herself up to standing and fixed her pony tail tighter while she watched Dante head to the dry bags for the flares. Walking up past him, she bent down and reached for the journal and of course the map. Only with the light of the flares would she have a better view of the cavern tunnel system and the map itself to help lead them through. She glanced at Dante expectantly as she waited for him to light one. <3>

IceTe3a: He stood up straight as he finally got his balance back, being used to the diving allowed his body to recover quickly but the fact he suffered wounds to his back this effected his recovery rate immensely as he tried not to stretch his back to much he took a casual walk past Nadia who was tying her shoes. Coming to the dive bags he kneeled down and unzipped one of the bags as he rustled through it pulling out three flares he smirks as he spins one in the palm of his hand. Quickly grabbing out a pair of camo jeans, a black tight singlet and fingerless black leather gloves he put them on as he tied the laces to his combat boots, Strapping his bowie knife to his right leg he grabbed out his pistol and spare clips, placing the clips in his jeans front pocket and the pistol itself in the usual place behind his back in his jeans half hanging out he bent back down and zipped up their gear grabbing it all he came to a stand flicking the dry bags with all their gear inside on top of his left shoulder he watched Nadia walk over and grab the map with the journal, he noticed she was waiting for him to light one as he came up behind her and forced her head to look away “Never look directly into a flare you’ll burn your eyes” he said as he removed the protective lid and sparked up the flare, It gave off a loud*Hssss* as it lit illuminating the room in a bright orange allowing their surroundings to be seen better also allowing Nadia to better read the map and the Journal “Let’s set some light on the situation” as he moved in closer behind Nadia he was towering over her from behind as he glanced down waiting for her to start reading.

CharlotteCarrendar:- With the new light offered by the flare, Nadia was able to see the extent of the cave system they were standing in. They were in a large carved out space, but there were no markings on the walls to indicate any type of civilized hand so this had Nadia suspect it was made by natural forces such as the sea and of course rock movement over many hundreds of thousands of years. The flare’s light gave the map a faint orange glow as Dante held it aloft so as not to have Nadia staring into it. The map pinpointed their current location, and from this there was a snaking like line that lead off it to the right. The hole in the wall was not terribly huge but that seemed to be the way to go if the map was anything to go by. This would lead to another chamber, that had three different tunnels running off it. And that is where the danger lay. Strange markings and images of beasts were present, though Nadia thought these were statues. Only one way to find out what they truly were. There was a different creature for each tunnel. Folding up the map and placing it in the journal, Nadia pointed to the hole in the rock. “We go this way.” With all their equipment on their backs, they set off. <3>

IceTe3a: Dante’s eyes flickered from the map to the cave system they were in it was obviously naturally made rather spacious to be exact with different shape and sized stalagmites and Stalactites hanging from the ceiling and floor some were dry and crackling whilst others were dripping with water running across them from condensation they were deposits of minerals that form in cave structures and usually line the inside of most caves in the world it wasn’t unusual to find them in cave systems. Pointing this out to Nadia he smiled “ Stalactites are the ones coming down from the roof and Stalagmites come from the floor, It means this cave system is rich with limestone amongst other minerals” he chuckled slightly as he glanced back down to the map he noticed how the tunnel wined and then split into three eventually so this was what she was talking about as she pointed over to a hole in the wall stating we go this way, she walked off ahead as he followed up behind coming to the hole it was obvious Dante was going to have to kneel as he watched Nadia walk in first, Dante crouched down as he held onto their gear, his face lining up with her ass as he arched a brow and watched it sway from side to side he gave a whistle out as he smirked cheekily not watching where he was going his head clips the side of the wall softly not hard enough to do damage but enough to remind him to keep a eye out “Oh the Irony” he said softly to himself as he continued to crouch walk up behind Nadia.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The hole was harder to negotiate than Nadia first thought and she bumped her arms on the sides a couple of times as she pulled herself through. A whistling sound came from behind her, and sure enough it was Dante. Was he checking out her ass? Talk about timing. This just had her try to get through faster, as her boots got caught on some of the ridges in the rocky floor. This was no ordinary trek, as it had probably been a long time since humans had been this way, cept her Father of course. There was no sign or evidence of him yet. Perhaps he might have left a clue, but with the light offered by the flares, she couldn’t see that far ahead. Finally coming out the other side, Nadia was able to stand up to full height in a new chamber only this one DID have the tell tale signs of civilization. Huge tile like rocks marked out the floor and the room was like a dome, with the roof painted with various creatures and men locked in battle. Men with spears. But they were on the losing side, as the creatures they fought were much larger. Looking back for Dante, she called out. “I think I have found the lead to the three tunnels.” She stepped forward and onto one of the large tiles, when she heard a loud yaw sound. The groaning of something, but was it the rock….or something else? <3>

IceTe3a: He arches his brow as he noticed Nadia slightly look back towards him after he had whistled he coughed slightly as he continued to follow her, watching as she bumped herself every now and then “Christ, be more careful will you” he said as he could feel a slight draft coming through this meant they were getting closer to the entrance of the new chamber. Surely enough after a few minutes of walking they came to the entry of the next chamber he waited for Nadia to walk out as she hollered back stating she found the three tunnels, great now things were going to get interesting” as he came out to the same chamber he stood up tall behind her as he stretched out giving a low yawn. His hues flicker around as he notices the room had been crafted with a rather large dome ceiling this is typical in most Greek structures “Well we’re heading in the right direction, and I was whistling about the tunnel system just to let you know” he tried to lie about looking and whistling at her ass stating he was complementing the cave systems tunnel as he looked at the paintings on the walls brave men locked in battle with mythical beasts of Greek legends “Look, that one’s a Iron lion, you’d be happy they don’t exist anymore” he chuckled lightly as he looked at other paintings it was typical of Greeks to paint heroic deeds of others on walls, vases and plates among other things. “I can confirm all this is early greek, that’s certain for sure” he said as he heard a groaning of something in the distance as his eyes flickered over to the location of the sound he couldn’t see anything in the darkness as his hand raced in front of Nadia’s stomach he pushed her backwards, and pulled her to stand behind him. Placing the Flare in Nadia’s left hand he leaned back and whispered softly to her “Grab my gun, it’s loaded and the safeties off” he said as he placed the other flares to half hang out of his jeans waistline he wasn’t going to leave Nadia unprotected so he wanted her to have the gun so if anything happened to him she’d have some sort of protection. Dante reached down for his wooden Bowie knife hilt, his fingers slowly grabbing around it hard as he pulled out the 9 inch blade from its holster the blade itself was black folded steel strongest metal blade out there as the knife itself measured a long 18 inches and was constantly kept sharp as can be, he held it in a professionally trained manner which was easy to see, the blade pointing outwards from his right hand towards the side as his left hand was left in front of him and ready to grip anything at an instant “What was that?” he whispered to her slowly.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Nadia blinked as she was brought back behind Dante as the sound of something had been triggered by her stepping on one of the tiled stones. Her eyes darted about the cavern, and then fixed on one of the tunnels, the one on far right. It was pitch black within the hollowed out rock, but the entrance had been shaped by human hands. A perfect archway, and just above it the symbol of a beast that looked to be part Ox, part human. At least it stood on two feet or was that hooves? Taking the gun from the holster on Dante’s side, she fumbled with it at first especially when he said the safety was off. Loaded! Okay so this was getting real; real fast. Surely the symbol meant that it was just an honouring of the beast. But after hearing another deep rawr come from within the tunnel, she wasn’t so sure anymore. Pointing up at the picture of the Ox beast, she trembled as she uttered. “More like…what is that?” Dante should know by the depiction of what the creature featured was. One thing was for sure, he was in front so…it was a safe bet he would be the one to investigate. <3>

IceTe3a: He felt Nadia pull the gun out of his holster as he glanced back quickly to watch her fumble around with it he sighed slightly as he knew now was not the time to teach someone to shoot perfectly “Alright” he said as he grabbed her hands and placed them in the proper position, her right fingers around the grip as her index finger rested near the trigger, her left palm cupping underneath the butt of the gun “That’s how you hold it, now to brace yourself and steady your aim for the best shot, push the gun forward with your right hand and pull it back at the same time with your left hand like so” he moved both hands in the correct directions so Nadia could feel how it was done “That will steady the gun from swaying allowing for a precise shot and allow for better bracing, after that pull the trigger when you’re ready to fire, it’s a hard squeeze so pull tight and Do Not! Randomly let off bullets we don’t waste the bullets and you don’t spray the gun” he said as he turned to look forward as she pointed towards the giant statue above the first tunnel, an ox? What did she mean Ox? He lit up another flare and threw it right in front of the tunnel as it looked safe and clear, as he started to walk forward towards the first tunnel “Stay there, if I say run you turn and run Grab the dive gear and get out of this cave system Do not wait for me” as he continued to walk forward he felt his right foot start to sink slowly as he looked down and screamed “TRAP” as he screamed it out the other two tunnels slammed shut as two large Iron doors appeared as they fell down from the ceiling of both tunnels, the doors looked thick and heavy as they were engraved with Greek designs “Fuck..” he said as his eyes looked over to the only open tunnel the roar came again louder as it echoed through the tunnel system into their chamber and bounced off the wall the threat was very real as he gripped his knife tighter. Walking to the entrance of the tunnel he looked up as he noticed the statue it wasn’t an ox… as he turned around already knowing exactly what it was “Minotaur…” he stated to Nadia, was that loud roar coming from an actual Minotaur?!? “It’s a statue of a Minotaur, A Minotaur was a creature with the head of a bull on the body of a man.. a rather large muscle bound man… these creatures were unforgiving and extremely dangerous” he had no choice they had to continue forward as he picked up the flare from the floor and disappeared into the tunnel leaving Nadia to follow up from behind at a very far and safe distance, the tunnel continued on for quite some time as he got a thick smell of something he could not quite pick. Just what exactly have they stumbled onto? The Minotaur if it was real… posed a real dangerous threat as they were made violent ever since their half sister Ariadne helped Theseus kill a few of them back in ancient Greek times, this enraged the Minotaur’s and from that day forward they had lost mostly all their insanity, although known to most Greeks in legend one could speak to mostly any Mythical Greek creature in Greek and they would understand what you were saying and speak back to you in Greek, although if they would do what you ask of them was another total different situation.

CharlotteCarrendar: – Back on Whittaker’s boat, the two henchmen both hired by Stanley to go after Nadia and her companion were testing their breathing apparatus, while Whittaker’s son stared at his father, who was not putting on diving gear. “Dad, I thought you were coming with us.” It was a reasonable assumption since it was his dream to get his hands on Con’s map and journal. Stanley simply tipped his glass back and forth as he relaxed under the canopy the boat offered. From the kitchen beneath a long legged lovely brought up a plate of cheeses and meats and bent forward showing ample bosom as Stanley tweaked her cheek. He sneered at his son, while putting on a pair of dark sunglasses. “Son, I did not hire those baboons for no reason. I hate getting my hands dirty. Just get the dive gear on, and go after that Chronis bitch and bring back what is mine.” James cursed under his breath, going to finish getting his dive gear on, as the two operatives had already left the boat with a large splash. Fitting his tank and pulling on his wetsuit hood, he made his way to the side of the boat, and followed the other two men. Stanley chuckled darkly and then slapped his bikini wearing waitress with his hand. “More scotch, dear.” :: In the chamber, Dante was showing Nadia how to hold the gun properly, as it was clear the nearest she had been to a firearm was when a policeman pulled her over for speeding and he was wearing one in his holster while writing her a ticket. With wide eyes, Nadia attempted to hold the gun properly, all the while there was a distant roar sound from down the Minotaur tunnel. With Dante throwing the flare into the tunnel, it gave a better view of what was ahead – but when he took a step towards it, the tiled stone started to drop as though he had activated a pressure plate. This was when large iron gates dropped down from the tops of the other two tunnels, sealing them off from the chamber. Nadia shrieked as this happened, and the chamber shook and trembled at the power of the impact of the gates into the rock floor. It was a booby trapped room. There was only one way to go, down the Minotaur tunnel, or back to where they started. Leaving Nadia in the domed chamber, Dante picked up the flare and continued into the tunnel, while she looked like she was hyperventilating, turning left and right at anything she thought moved, though it was the shadows given off by the flares. <3>

IceTe3a: Slowly he creeps forwards into the darkness the flare in his hand was the only source of light he had on him unfortunately he left the rest of the flares back with Nadia, his current flare slowly dying down to a light glow allowing only a meter in front of him to be lit up. Making sure he doesn’t step on any more pressure plates as each step is watched and timed slowly the darkness slowly creeping closer to him as he walked further into the cave slowly his eyes trying to make out the shapes in the darkness “Ugh this is fucked” he said in a low tone as he gripped his knife harshly readying to strike at any given moment, after awhile of walking the tunnel gets slightly wider as a part of the wall was cut out further up possibly another tunnel system? As he turns around on his feet to look behind him he slowly starts walking backwards almost sure something was going to come running out towards him from this direction it always does in every horror movie, they come out from the way you came from and scare the shit out of you! As he slowly walked back his back presses up against something that didn’t feel like a wall he took in a deep breath as he thought to himself ‘Fucken typical..’ he turned around slowly to find a bull head staring right at him, instantly he struck his knife at the bulls face *Tang* the knife clipped off as he arched a brow its eyes were two large rubies “Fuck me that set anyone up for life” he said as he looked at the rubies but he’s learned enough lessons to know not to touch that shit as he turned to face the way he came he started yelling “NADIA GET UP HERE NOW” he didn’t want her left to far behind as now it coast looked clear turning to face statue he took a step forward as he heard a click and what sounded like gears working “Fucken again really?! Malaka!!” *Click* Oil started to pour out from the walls near the statue and land perfectly in a deep ditch in front of the Minotaur statue “What great engineering” he said as he took a small taste of the oil and watched as it burst into flames before him, there now was a roaring fire in front of the Minotaur statue as suddenly a trail of fire appears on each side of the tunnel leading in both directions lighting up the tunnel system “Oh… erm.. I can’t tell if that’s a good or bad thing” as he turned around to find Nadia coming up from out of the tunnel “ I Touched nothing…” he said as he looked at her expecting her to give him a good hit across the back of his head

CharlotteCarrendar: – In the first chamber where they had come up from the sea, the first of Whittaker’s henchmen had breached the hole and were climbing out, only to hear the distant roar which alarmed the first diver. Climbing out he ripped off his head gear and listened. Just seeing the tell tale flicker of the flares coming from the hole that Nadia and Dante had gone through. With James the third to come through the hole, the other two henchmen were busy getting dressed out of their wetsuits into military dress. They had with them revolvers as well as army knives and were instructed to take no prisoners by Stanley Whittaker. James climbed out of the water hole and then heard the shout of Dante to Nadia far in the distance. ““NADIA GET UP HERE NOW”” Thinking this was going to be easier than he thought, he changed out of his wet suit as the other two prepared and loaded their weapons. :: Nadia was already panic stricken, turning left and right holding the gun ready to shoot at whatever might launch itself out at her. She started to make her way across the tiles, when one she stood on set off another booby trap, but this one was not in the chamber, nor was it in the tunnel of the Minotaur. Above James and his cohorts, a large bounder was suspended, and then it started to release dust and fragments as it rumbled. It was part of the network of booby traps, making sure that no one was leaving anytime soon. All three men looked up and screamed as the large boulder dropped from the roof and filled the water hole that led to the sea. “FUCK! We’re trapped!” :: Hearing the distant scream by someone that was not Dante, Nadia gasped. THEY WERE BEING FOLLOWED! Hurrying into the tunnel that had the Minotaur statue, she ran straight into Dante, who had claimed he didn’t touch anything. But what she saw was a trail of fire that had erupted from the very walls of the chamber. Staring up with an open mouth at the Minotaur with ruby eyes, she then spoke with a ragged breath. “We have to keep going…someone’s following us.” As much as the ruby eyes would be a prize, she knew they didn’t have time to muck about. “Come on!” She said, taking the initiative and heading down the fire lit path to the next chamber. <3>

IceTe3a: It echoed through the tunnels as Dante heard the scream ‘Fuck we’re trapped’ that was a males voice?! They were being followed.. By that gunman from back at Nadia’s place perhaps? Who knows but where was Nadia? Suddenly she ran straight into him as he steadied her on her feet she glanced over at the statue and then back at him after a second, she stated they were being followed this had confirmed what he thought was already true, she walked off in front of him, following behind her he slipped the knife back into its holster and grabbed the gun off her “We may get into a gun fight here, you’ll have to run for cover if that happens” they pick up the pace as they run deeper into the tunnel by now the flares had all but died leaving only the fiery trail ahead of them to light the way this entire cave system had been designed by men this was certain all those traps were made by man and placed there to keep people out of here, so there had to be something worth guarding at the end, what else was in store for them? He heard another click as a rush of wind buffered them and rushed back from where they came, another loud beastly roar came from behind them where and what was that thing… than it hit him the statue.. it was a Minotaur a real one it guarded this place, this was no cave system, it was a labyrinth as crashing footsteps could be heard from behind he heard another roar “Nadia… We have company and I don’t think it’s human” he said as he was jogging next to her he glanced back to see two glowing red eyes in the darkness “Oh please no..” he said as he lit his last flare and threw it behind them lighting up the space behind them there was a Minotaur standing as tall as Dante did running right for them “NADIA GET A MOVE ON” he said as he whipped out his pistol and fired off two rounds towards the Minotaur the first bullet missed it’s mark but the second one struck true this was met with a bellowing and pissed off roar that echoed through the cave system. “IT’S GAINING” he yelled out to Nadia as he grabbed her arm with his free hand and turned into a run he knew if it came down to it he’d stop and distract the beast from Nadia although Minotaur’s had a thing against females ever since their half sister betrayed them.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The Minotaur roared loudly as it held up a mighty battle axe made from stone; shaking it fiercely as Dante fired off two shots at the mythical beast. It had somehow come alive from the very rock that had it entombed for thousands of years and now it was pissed. The chamber had been violated by the pair running across the pressure padded tiles. Red eyes of hate glowered at Dante as it made a huge one armed swing for Dante’s head with the stone battle axe. Braying and snorting through its nostrils, as all around the pair was super heating from the oil fuelled flames. Nadia was running off ahead, her gun out in front of her in case something decided to drop down in her path, but what happened instead was she ran out onto a small walkway made of rock with a drop that was so deep that she couldn’t see the bottom. Practically dancing across to the middle, bits of rock were shearing off the sides and falling away. She stopped about half way and threw a look back over her shoulder. “DANTE!!!!” Her voice echoed throughout the cavern, as she thought the Minotaur had him. <3>

IceTe3a: Dante ducked just in time to see the Minotaur’s axe come flying past “This fucker means business!!” he said as he saw the Minotaur was already pissed at him for shooting at him, they were sprinting pretty fast but the beast had no issue keeping up as Dante turned his head he noticed Nadia had run up ahead of him, leaving him time to do a mad dash and leave the beast behind, he quickly shot at the Beast hitting it’s eye that slowed it down as it roared once more loudly. Dante came to a fast sprint with all his might leaving the beast behind him in the dark he heard Nadia scream out his name as he came to the quite small pathway that Nadia was standing on he had started to run across now he was juggling his steps as he tried to slow down “fuck fuck fuck “ as he came to a stop just a few steps into the small path as he looked up at Nadia he knew they had to do something about the beast, he could hear it roaring in the background. He walked across to Nadia and stopped barely meters away from her as he looked into her eyes with a half smile “Run..” he said before he basically threw her across the rest of the path way forcing her to continue forward “Don’t look back!! Just keep going” he said as he watched her, he put his pistol away as he heard a close Roar turning on the ball on his feet he looked up as he saw the Minotaur had jumped it was in mid air and heading straight down for him as it sailed through the air he knew it was after her, but it would kill him if he did not move out of the way he had to get its attention. “I duca d’Atene, che sun el mondo la morte ti porse? Partiti bestia che questi non vene ammaestrato da la tua sorella, ma vassi per veder la vostre pene” he bellowed out **Translation – You think perhaps, this is the Duke of Athens, who in the world put you to death. Get away you beast for this man does not come tutored by your sister; he comes to view your punishments** basically he had just called himself the one who killed all his brothers years ago with their half sister, this registered in the Minotaur’s head as it let out a hellish roar it came down on Dante as he grabbed the hands of the Minotaur as it gripped the rather large battle axe the two standing face to face pushing and pulling it was a battle of the strongest as Dante’s muscles bulged and tensed to the maximum of their limits each person giving and taking they were evenly matched in strength “Argh” Dante let out a short cry to get a boost of strength this cry echo’d throughout the cave system, his mind on Nadia wondering if she was alright being left alone to go on ahead, slowly but surely Dante’s feet got a good gripping as he started to push the Minotaur backwards off the pathway, Dante followed through with a head butt to the beast’s now wounded eye, putting it off balance as he shoved it across to the other side where they first came from, Dante had the battle axe in hand as he slammed it down on the small pathway he heard it start to crackle as he ran across the pathway it started to fall beneath his feet ‘fuck fuck fuck’ he thought to himself as he heard the Minotaur cry out aloud in rage, he knew the beast had a better understanding of this place than he did so that would not be the last they see of that thing or at least he hoped they never saw it again. He ran faster as he started to lose his footing once again he jumped into the air as the pathway had all but fallen down into the deep blackness bellow, he had missed his mark as he fell short falling down past the view of the ledge he slipped out his knife and stabbed it into the rock wall getting a holding for a second as he grabbed the ledge the knife slipped out of his hand and fell down “That was my favorite knife..” he said to himself as he made the climb up to the ledge and climbed on top falling down on to his chest he laid there to catch his breath “fuck… me…” he said out loudly.

A few days later…

Pandora had been surprised when she woke up and discovered that her leg was cast-free, the offending piece of hardware poking its head out of the trash bin. She had sat on her bed, wondering how that had happened when she remembered her little rant the night before. Her face flamed in embarrassment. She had no reason to take it out on the Doc. He was just doing his job and she was being a bitch.

She had gone next door to try and apologize but she received no answer to her knock. She assumed he’d gone out to enjoy his vacation, something she should have been doing herself.

Through that whole first day, she tried to find him or catch him, but he seemed to be dodging her efforts to pin him down, frustrating her to no end.

Ignoring that for now (she’d catch him, she had a feeling she would), she decided it was time to take in the sites and had spent the rest of the day walking along the beach behind the hotel, testing the strength of her slowly healing ankle. She really pushed herself that first time, nearly in tears by the time she got back to her room. The pain was so bad, she had been forced to call the hotel physician, who had scolded her most fiercely for trying it on so soon after such an injury. He had wrapped her ankle in an ace bandage then told her to keep it elevated and iced for the remainder of the day, even managing to bring her refilled prescriptions for her. She bit her tongue, took a pill and followed his orders to the letter, ordering room service and watching TV, taking naps in between.

It was her second full day in Hawaii and she was starting to go stir-crazy. Gathering herself, she got her cane under her and hobbled to her feet, dressing for the day. She decided on a shoulder-baring sundress so she wouldn’t have to struggle with her sling and sandals that she could easily slip onto her uninjured foot.

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She got a look at herself in the mirror and was surprised at herself. She actually looked good in colors other then her standard black. Maybe she would update her wardrobe when she got home. Slipping on a pair of sunglasses, she headed out. Melanie was on the desk and suggested that she might like to catch the bus into Honolulu. There was one boarding right outside the hotel and it was free for their guests. Pandora thanked the woman for the suggestion and set out.

Seeing her disabled state, a woman who had been sitting up front, gave up her seat for Pandora. It still surprised her how kind the people were here, as opposed to those she met at her job. She gave the woman a smile as the bus began its journey.

The driver had given her a schedule of times that he would be back and she headed into the town. Everything was so bright and colorful. She browsed shops and stalls, buying a few things here and there for herself. She saw a t-shirt that she thought Mark would like and snapped it up with a laugh. He would appreciate the humor of it.

Feeling more relaxed then she had in a while, she stopped for lunch at a sidewalk bistro, glad to be off her feet for a little while.

“What can I get you today?” A waiter popped up beside her with a jaunty salute. She picked up the menu to give it a look.

“Glass of Chardonnay…and…I’ll try that steak special.”

“You got it. My name is Raymundo and I’ll be your waiter for the day. You need anything, just shout and I’ll come running.” he grinned.

“Thanks.” she smiled as he went to put in her order. As she waited, she pulled out her cell phone and turned it on. There were a couple of texts from Mark, wondering where she was and if she was okay. She replied back that she was fine, that she was out of town, enjoying some much needed time to herself and that she’d come see him when she got back. There were no texts at all from any of her friends. She was shocked to see there was a missed call from the last person she ever expected to hear from; Brock. Her finger hovered over the dial button for only a moment, before she remembered why she was in Hawaii in the first place. Stabbing the delete button with a small amount of anger, she put away the phone and breathed deeply until the anger was once again a memory.

Jason had been enjoying the more adventurous sights by taking a day long trek up into the mountains, and was getting off one of the tour buses in the heart of Honoluu’s restaurant district just around tea time. He put down his back pack between his feet and reached in for a bottle of water, since he was feeling a bit parched. Rising up, he happened to notice Miss LaRue sitting in one of the side walk bistro’s talking to a rather handsome young waiter and ordering a meal. He had to smile to see her finally out and about enjoying herself after he cut the cast off her leg.

Strolling over, he leaned against one of the support poles for the awning, and said in a jovial tone.

“We really should stop meeting like this, Miss LaRue. People might talk.”

Not waiting for her response, he sat down opposite her and gestured for the waiter to come back so he could order. The waiter named Raymundo looked at Pandora, to see if it was okay for the tanned young man to be sitting with her now.

“Is everything alright here?”

Jason took out a roll of notes and then said.

“Yes, I am her personal physician, and may I see the menu please?”

This made it sound more formal, and Jason took off his sunglasses and tossed them on the table as he waited.

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Pandora was looking through a magazine she’d picked up when she heard that voice again.

“We really should stop meeting like this, Miss LaRue. People might talk.”

She slowly looked up into the face of the man she had been looking for most of yesterday. Before she could even say a word, he sat down with her at the table. Raymundo saw this and darted over.

“Is everything alright here?”

Pandora moved to speak again but Jason beat her to it.

“Yes, I am her personal physician, and may I see the menu please?”

Raymundo looked at Pandora.

“It’s fine Raymundo. He’s a friend.” she stated. Raymundo nodded and went to grab a menu for Jason. While he was gone, she looked at him.

“Do you always make it a habit of butting in to my life?” She grinned, amusement coloring her tone as she pealed off her sunglasses. “But…I am glad to see you. I wanted to apologize for snapping at you the other night. Sometimes my anger gets the best of me and you weren’t the cause of it. So…I’m sorry.” Her gaze was as honest as the words she spoke and she did not look away from him. It wasn’t very often she apologized to people, but when she does, she means it.

Pandora’s attitude seemed to be unchanged, even with the removal of the cast. Jason toyed casually with a drink coaster as he watched the waiter depart to fetch him a menu. All the while he listened to Pandora make claims that he was butting into her life. It may well seem to be the case, but it was more a sense of happening by chance upon the other.

Jason was about to just pick up his backpack and be on his way rather than sit through more of Miss LaRue’s abuse, when she finally admitted that she was glad to see him after all. This was a turn around from her usual behavior. Being handed a menu by Raymundo, he flipped it open and scanned it, whilst Pandora continued to speak more openly.

I wanted to apologize for snapping at you the other night. Sometimes my anger gets the best of me and you weren’t the cause of it. So…I’m sorry.” 

Jason gave off a casual smile, only nodding in reply before putting his order with Raymundo.

“Light beer and I think I will go with the Ham steak with pineapple and salad please.” Handing back the menu he then leaned back and folded his arms. Both of which were rather muscular and it showed by the way they were positioned on his chest that he had something of an athletic build.

“No need to apologize Miss LaRue, in fact its all understandable for a woman in your condition to be a bit nasty. Trust me, its not the first time I have encountered a woman’s wrath over the lack of medication.”

He turned his head as he watched a young couple go by, arm in arm whilst whispering sweet things to each other. Clearly on their honeymoon in this island paradise.

“Yes…I know it all too well.” You could see by the expression on his face he was wistful about seeing the couple, almost sad in a way, before resuming his attention on Miss LaRue.

“Enjoying your holiday, Miss LaRue?”

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A couple, obviously in love, picked that moment to walk by the two of them, making Jason get a wistful look on his face and Pandora very uncomfortable. After her own dealings with Brock, she clearly was not relationship material and was coming to realize that.

Jason shook off whatever was bothering him and looked at Pandora.

“Enjoying your holiday, Miss LaRue?”

“I think you can call me Pandora. And yes, I am actually starting to enjoy myself. This is the first time I’ve ever been here and despite my less then stellar start, it’s been great. Did some shopping,” She pointed to the bags at her feet, “And the hotel is hosting a luau tonight that I think I’m going to go watch. Would you care to join me?” After she offered the invite, she wanted to slap herself. “Nevermind, forget I asked.” She hurriedly exclaimed, her face flaming red in embarrassment. She looked down at her hands, wanting a hole to open up in the ground and swallow her away.

Raymundo returned with their orders and Jason’s drink and left them alone. Pandora cut into her steak and took a bite. It had been marinated in pineapple juice and tasted delicious. She looked up at Raymundo standing across the room, giving him a thumbs up sign. He grinned in response and went to serve other customers.

There was a delightful pause after Pandora had made the invitation to attending the Luau with her and then retracting it only seconds later. Such an unusual woman, who one minute was happy go lucky, then down in the dumps, doubting herself….then giving the waiter the thumbs up for the meals that had been brought over. Jason really didn’t know how to cope with this since Pandora was blushing so hard that she looked like a beetroot.

“The Luau that the Resort hosts is a very good one. I remember how much my wife enjoyed it when we were here last. And as much as I am touched by your invitation…or…not, I am sorry but I must decline anyways. It just wouldn’t be the same without her.”

Jason offered a weak smile, then started to carve into his ham and pineapple steak, chewing quietly. What Pandora would not have been aware was that this was a trip to put his wife to rest in his mind. The trek he had just done was to scatter her ashes to the wind. They had been shipped over from the US, and he had gone out early to a mountain peak that they had enjoyed together over a year ago. It was a promise made…and a promise kept.

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-Much progress had been made as most of the slavers have been either arrested or killed and the slaves rescued. There were still pockets of them here and there, they did their best to keep moving and not stay in one place to too long. Ciar the Wyrm Lord of the Dragoneers was helping as well, sending his men and women to patrol the roads know to traffic slavers.-

-Now tow big demon like beings head to the gates of the palace, what is their purpose and are they here to help or to case harm to the people of Kalio-

-Twin towers rested on either side of the gates of Sundilsa the capital of Kalio and where the King’s palace was located. the forest was weaved into the buildings and nature seemed as much a part of the great city, but the buildings themselves were made of a white marble stone. The elves that lived here went buy with there daily lives bartering and running there shops, trade was even set up where high traffic from different cities representatives were chattering among themselves. It was nothing peculiar either to see a herd of deer running through the cobbled streets just passing through.

No what was unusual was the creatures approaching the gates, the watchmen who were stationed in the gate towers were instantly on alarm and stood to attention both spotting the other across the way, before they jumped for there hammers and begun to beat on the large bells housed inside.

The crowds in the city scattered, normally they might have reacted differently, but as of late, with one of there provinces, Mirari, being at war with hellish creatures, they had learn not to trust anything that might seem…on the side of hell. The sound of the alarms even now could reach the castle, and the King Alexei who had been quietly enjoying tea time with his youngest sons, Demetri and Micah, and his queen Enara.

Alexei frowned and set aside the tea cup that no matter how much he looked at it, always seemed to small for his hands, and rose to his feet. It was up to Enara for her to join his side, he would never stop her, but as for the boys, Micah rolled from his fathers lap and sat on the ground with the biggest puppy eyes the young elf could muster.

“not today Micah, go play with your brother, and do not leave this garden,” he ordered giving the boys stern looks.

“is it the bad people Momma Pappa,” Demetri asked, reaching out to try and tug on his mother’s long hair.

Alexei left her to answer as he was already half way through the garden gates, leaving them to find the palace guard and find out what was going on.-

Feeling the tug on her long flaxxen hair, Enara casts her gaze down at her little one and tried to smile though it was difficult since she knew that the alarm bells were ringing. This couldn’t be good, and so Enara did her best to put the worry from her child’s mind. Stroking his hair with her slender hand, she replied.

“Tis the guards just warning that all will be well. It is a time of caution in our lands.”

Her voice had a melody like chime to it as she drew her hand back and watched her husband make his way across the garden to the gates. Alexei must have been in search of a palace guard to find out for himself what was going on. Their tea party was set to be abandoned, much to Enara’s displeasure. Times like this she wished she had her dear Eliles near to help with the children and also bring comfort to Enara’s troubled mind.

Gesturing for the children to come to her, she tried to change the mood by suggesting a game.

“Shall we play hide and seek? I shall count to twenty, while you two hide.”

Smiling, she covered her eyes with her hand and started the count.

“One…two…three…”

This would give the children time to hide from her, so long as they stayed in the garden as their father requested.

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-Alexei rounded the corner and continued down the hall way, even as he walked he took a sneaking glance through the glass windows surrounding the garden and watched is wife and children play in the garden, this time Enara chose to stay behind, then again, she didn’t like court meetings…would this be one of those that she didn’t like? Or was it, because this would be yet another moment where the duties of a King out shown his duty as a father?

Shaking his head he continued through the halls and towards he great stairs that would spiral down into the great hall and the front doors of the castle. Already men gathered there, they were a mix of Elf and shifters. Long long ago in the Central Kingdoms history, when the creatures crossed from earth to the heaven of this strange realm of magic and mystery, a treaty was formed between the shifters or skin-walkers, those creatures that could take the form of a single beast at will, weather by physical transformation or by wearing the skin of a beast they concurred. Over time the treaty was lost, but it wasn’t needed as the Elves of Central Kingdoms saw the wolf shifters as equals and gave them the position of Highest Guard, out ranking even there own elven kind in the military here.

The first guard here was lead by a aging older ice female, who he didn’t expect would hold position of alpha very much longer here in Kalio. She spotted him quickly and cleared her throat catching the attention of the guard and wolf’s present in the hall. All turned to there King bowing there heads slightly.

The woman had snow white hair and eyes the color of white snow, he knew she had two daughters of her own, twins, each were alpha’s of there own packs in both Dhima and Roshawn, there packs name….Dhima.

“Your Highness, They say it’s demons that approach,” she said, despite the danger that this information could mean, the woman was oddly calm. Her name was Rasri, she was a hardened warrior, and the woman who killed his father when his soul turned black and the people were suffering.

“Did anyone see where they come from, do they carry anything, weapons, message, something,” crossing his arms over his chest he examined the situation in his head, if they come from Mirari, there could be to things that happened, one it’s a enemy of the celestial creatures that live there, the other is, which many forget, they come from the mysterious lands of Shangling Tudi.

“We haven’t been able to tell yet, my wolves are now making there way to the city gates to investigate, even now they share the images with me through our link,” Rasri said turning she started walking away, the rest of the guard followed and Alexei kept in step with her.

Alexei spotted one of his advisor’s among the crowd and called out to him, the plump looking elf with a hooked nose, not the most lovelist creature of there species, because they all had them, waddled his way over, “yes my lord,” he asked, “try to reach Karedric Castle, find out if they know about this,” he said. The man nodded and hurried off going through a large arched door off to the side.

That done Alexei continued walking in step with Rasri.

Palace Garden

“Shall we play hide and seek? I shall count to twenty, while you two hide.” 
she smiled at them, the boys returned her enthusiastic grin and prepared to dart and hide. As her eyes slide close and she begun to count they ran. Delighted that there mother would stay and play with them, Micah and Demetri split in separate directions running across the large garden to each find there own respective hiding spots.

Demetri ever the cautious one found a small space between a rock and a wall in the far corner of the garden, well hidden by the shrubbery that bloomed around it. As for the young Micah, he tip toed around, his little mind assuming that making a noise might give him away, and he might just be right with his mother, deciding that the low branches of a nearby tree would be perfect he ran as fast as he could to the plant.

Gripping the nearest branch with his little fingers he hauled himself up kicking his feet like he was in the water with effort to get himself up. He repeated this action a few more time’s till he was at least five or six feet off the ground and tucked himself into a little ball against the trunk of the tree and held a large branch in front of his face full of leaves as his attempt to hide himself from his mother.

-They slowed their approach as they got closer and looked at each other, they knew that they meant no harm, but the guards did not so they did not wanted to make it look like they were begging an attack, as they got to the gate they knelled-“We ask for an audience with King Alexi”-The sword wielder said,then drew his blade and placed at the guards feet, the ax wielder followed-

Unaware of the troubles that the King was facing with the council meeting and the oncoming danger of demons, the Queen continued to count.

“…eighteen…nineteen….twenty. Ready or not, here I come.” The Queen said in a musical voice as she took her hand away from her eyes, uncovering them so that she might see. The children were nowhere to be seen, and this meant they took well to the game of Hide and Go seek. Chuckling softly to herself, she rose to standing whilst brushing off her gown and then taking that first tentative step towards finding the young children.

The day so beautiful, it was easy to forget the troubles that may plague the royal court, but in the Queen’s eyes the importance lay with the well being of her children. Happy hearts make for happy minds.

Through the gorgeous garden that was ripe with blooming flowers and bushes, she searched for her little ones, that had done a good job of hiding in this game. She peeked behind walls, and over hedges, she even went to the gold fish pond and ran her finger along the surface, causing a light ripple as she saw her own reflection.

“Oh my, you are both so good at this game.” The Queen exclaimed as she went further into the garden; her skirts rustling along the grass as she moved with a gracious air. “Wherever can my babies be?”

Further investigation brought her past a tree where one little one was tucked tight into a ball behind a veil of leaves. The Queen practically brushed straight past without seeing. He melded so well with the green of the leaves that he was almost invisible.

The Queen finally stopped in a small clearing, with hands on hips, her head whipping around as she searched.

“I fear my babies have won this game….what a poor player am I?”

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-Micah couldn’t help the little giggle that bubbled out of his throat, the little child didn’t think he would be caught from giggling, but he had fooled his mother successfully. He set his little branch aside as she passed by and wiggled across the branch so he could turn and lower himself on the branch below that.

Demetri wasn’t foolish like his brother, he stayed in his little hiding spot with his hands clasped over his mouth trying not o giggle to loudly and draw her attention. He peaked out from behind the rock and saw his mother standing in the center of the clearing her hands on her hips as she turned in circles surveying the clearing for them.

“I fear my babies have won this game….what a poor player am I?” she called out to them.

Demetri grinned from ear to ear and sunk lower in his chosen spot, determined to out wait his mother.

Little Micah however was already half way out the tree, he was just dangling a few feet from the ground now. Swinging his legs back and forth as he searched for his next perch. His left foot connected with the tree branch and he slowly lowered himself onto it. But as he began to lower his right foot, he turned his left foot in just a away that he slipped. The shock surprised the child and his fingers slipped lose of the branch he was holding onto scraping the palms just a little bit, he fell.

Micah made a sort of shouting sound, it wasn’t a great drop for him, and when he landed he landed right on his little but. The game was certainly over for Micah as he let out a great wailing sound holding up his little hands for his mother to come and pamper him and tell him everything would be ok.

Sundilsa Palace gates

As the demon’s lowered there weapons to the ground and asked for an audience with the king, they were just now being surrounded by seven large wolves, the size of average horses. At least three of those wolves where breathing puffs of white fog, ice breath. They looked set to kill and each were snarling there own message of warning. Through there minds they shared the image of the kneeling demon’s to there Pack Alpha Rasri in the palace, and in turn, the old Bitch relayed to the king what was happening.

The closet of the wolves breathing the white puffs of air shifted on it’s feet, it’s form melted away at that moment, bone and muscle sliding into new shapes as it transformed itself into its new form. A tiny woman with Raven colored hair pulled into a curly mass at the side of her head. Already a thin layer of ice was gathering at her feet.

“You will wait here, The King will come to you,” she shouted to the demons, it wasn’t that they were being rude, just cautious.

The Palace: Great Hall

Rasri shook her head and turned to the king. Alexei stood beside her expectantly waiting to hear what the wolves from her pack had to say about the demon’s approach. Even now the distant sound of the alarm bells died down, the threat momentarily being attended to.

“They want an audience with you, Marla has told them you will come to them, she doesn’t think we should allow them in the city yet, in case it’s a trick,” she said.

Alexei pondered the information tapping his fingers on his arm he nodded his head and crossed the distance it took to get to the castle’s front doors in three long strides. “let us go then, I don’t want to keep them waiting, also, please let Enara know someone,” he said. Not forgetting that his wife should be informed of what was going on.

Rasri watched him leave the doors, to old and frail at this point in her life to really be out and about fighting demon’s she took it upon herself to find the Queen as he had asked.

Child like giggles erupted from the trees. So that was where her darlings hid. Smiling onto her self, she continued to pretend she could not see them. Of course, she could but that would spoil the game to find them too fast. You must let them think they are so clever in disguise. The Queen tiptoed with her fingers pinching her skirts, her shoulders hunched forward as she crept around the garden. Her eyes darting – and this itself would look comical to her dear ones. The Queen was terrible at finding her sweet children.

And then it came – the sound of a child shouting as the perch on which he had hid gave way and the little one tumbled to the ground only to land upon his bottom.

A great wail came from Micah as he sat upon the grassy patch, his hands outstretched and fingers making grabby actions – desperate to be picked up by the Queen and comforted.

Enara picked up her skirts and hurried for her little one, which she scooped up in her arms in a trice. The Queen brought him close to her bosom, twisting at the waist as she tried to soothe him from his tears.

“And I do believe I have found you.” She said in her most gentle voice.

But where was Demetri? It looked like he had won the game.

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-The sword demon nodded and raised his head, as did the ax demon. They looked at each other and began to commune telepathically to each other.*I still think this is a mistake Havoc*-The ax wielder said-*They will not want our help-Havoc just glared at him-*This is not our choice Kithous, Lady Chishio said we are here to offer help, if they do not want it we return*-Kithous sighed*And if they decide to kill us?-Havoc rolled his eyes and looked back to the gate-*They wont be able to*-he looked back to Kithous-*Just remember if anything happens we defend ourselves and flee, we are not to kill a single one of these people. He head to a Dragoneer base and contact Lord Ciar*-He turned his gaze back to the gate and waited for the king to arrive-

Dragoneer Headquarters

-Ciar Adamyr Halm Kareedic, The leader of the Dragonners, sat at his desk looking over reports, Ciar was a man of seven feet in height he had bright gold scales all over his body, and in his humanoid form, had the large lizard like head of the Dragon. His hair was long and down to the base of his neck but at the moment it was up in a warriors tail, it was a golden silver flecked color He had no horns, unlike man dragons, and his true form was a holy dragon, hence his golden color. He was in his his digis, witch were Gold and white. Next to him was his talking stone, he was waiting on a call from Alexei to confirm the demons story when they arrived-

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“Would you mind taking some snaps of our wonderful guests, I am sure that they would end up on every society page in this town.””

“Oh thank God! I thought you’d never ask!” Felicity grinned, turning on her camera, ready to work the crowd. Maxwell paused her to introduce her and Muriel to Lucy. “Pleasure to meet you, Lucy. I hope you’re keeping this joker in line.” Fel grinned, snapping a photo of her brother when he wasn’t paying attention. He had been staring at Lucy at the time. Muriel threaded her arm through Felicity’s to lead her to the dinner table, Fel snapping pictures as they went to find their seats. Switching to the video function, she captured the two playboys kissing and the Senator’s wife laughing like a hyena in heat. She smirked as she thought of sending the video to TMZ but then realized it would destroy her integrity as a serious photographer and deleted the video. She didn’t need that kind of crap in her portfolio.

The seating arrangements had Muriel at the head surprisingly, with her spiritual adviser – Mahatma Sheika to her right, and of course the luscious Stacy Pulser and her poodle Minty to her left. Seated down on the left hand side were the fabulous boys, the Iron Chef and his gorgeous boy toy of the hour Rodger, and of course Radio DJ star Roy Stevens and his pregnant girlfriend Janice Wyman. On the other side was the Senator and his bunny wife, Tamara, who was constantly fixated with the gay goings on on the other side of the table, so much so, she kept picking up her napkin and waving it in front of her face. The empty spaces close to Maxwell were now to be taken up by Lucy and of course the newly arrived Felicity, who was taking loads of happy snaps that were sure to make her editor salivate.

The first course was a soup that happened to be Asparagus and cream with dill. Each was brought out on the finest china and placed before each guest, whilst Muriel sat bolt upright and tapped her wine glass with her spoon.

“People…people, before you all start on our wonderful meal this evening, I would like to ask..my own spiritual advisor, Mahatma Sheika to bless our food.” You could see in the way she looked at the guru, that she held him in very high regard. A well known patron to his Orange palace in the Hills of Beverly, she had figured if she was going to be a devil in this life, she was going to pay her way to spiritual enlightenment. He rose up and the soft clink of his many beads along with his cheery chuckle had many at ease, except for Lucy, who saw straight through this fraud when she decided to google him up. A known womanizer and gambling addict, known to have at least six wives in Ohio, he was the ultimate shyster. Lucy merely folded her arms instead of going into any sort of prayer like pose, unlike everyone else, who lapped it up like staring puppies.

“Peace to you all. Hehehehe. I am the Mahatma Sheika and I welcome you to this, feast. Hehehe. I want you to all take hands and then repeat after me.” Around the table, everyone started to take hands with others, while Lucy was totally reluctant, till getting a pleading look from Maxwell. Begrudgingly she joined in and then waited to hear what she and the others had to repeat. “I eat…to fufill my spirit, with the wonders of food. Blessed is my belly. Ka..ra..ma..sa…bekaaaha.”

It was the most ridiculous thing that Lucy had heard, and was shocked to see the others all repeat it. Gritting her teeth, Lucy played along as everyone clapped, when the Guru jumped up and down with glee to see these people being such eager followers. Was everyone at this table merely out to use the other for their own ends? It appeared that way.

As Lucy was about to take a spoonful of soup, Maxwell blurted.

“So…Lucy here has found some raw new talent that will be presenting her sculptures at the Light Box.”

Lucy dropped her spoon, as she heard Max blab about Roisin. She felt all eyes now on her, and she gave all a weak smile, as Minty started lapping at Muriel’s soup.

“Yes, well…we just signed a new deal to show the young sculptor’s work. She is incredibly talented, but a bit media shy.”

Muriel tilted her head and with pursed lips she asked.

“There is no such thing as someone shy of the media. Ask Felicity, she’ll tell you. EVERYONE wants to be a star.’

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She chuckled to herself as she listened to the man natter on about nothing important trying to sound all spiritual and religious. She heard better bullshit from her psychic and that was saying something.

Once he was finished, they were allowed to eat and only then did Max blurt out something about his assistant finding a new, spectacular sculptor who was showing their work at his gallery. Lucy looked shocked that he would bring it up. Felicity had a feeling the woman was a bit shy about having the attention focused on her. Poor thing.

Muriel scoffed at the thought of someone being media-shy.

“There is no such thing as someone shy of the media. Ask Felicity, she’ll tell you. EVERYONE wants to be a star.” All eyes turned to look at Felicity.

“It’s true. 5 minutes of fame and people are like dogs sniffing each other’s arses.” she chuckled, having first hand experience with such things. She had been mobbed by her fair share of gloryhounds when she had her first photos published in Marie Claire. But she had a good head on her shoulders and didn’t let it affect her. It was her career…she called her own shots and damn the consequences. “I’m in town on assignment for a fashion show taking place in a few days. I’d be more then happy to cover the art showing as well if you need a photographer.” Felicity directed this last statement to Muriel.

Lucy could not believe the gall of Felicity to speak directly to Muriel about the art show, when it was Maxwell’s art gallery. What was it with these media and PR types? She knew how ferocious they were in New York, but this lot…took the cake. Lucy reached for a glass of wine and took a sip, biting her tongue so to speak instead of saying what she truly thought. Maxwell, well he was passed the point of no return having drank so much that he just sat there with a goofy expression – more than happy to play “Yes Dear” with Muriel.

One thing that was standard now at most dinner parties, was to see people pull out their cellphones at a moment’s notice. It was while they were enjoying their soup, that the DJ and talk show personality; Roy Stevens started to check his messages when he let out a loud laugh.

“Mariah breaks a leg at rehearsal for Chicago, and hubby caught with dancer’s red thong!” He practically shouted, which brought a collection of gasps and chuckles from those seated around the table. Tamara snorted and cackled like a fiend at the very idea of Mariah breaking her leg, while Rodger, the Iron man chef’s date gasped. “Oh that poor girl. She has the worst luck when it comes to her performances. And her taste in men.” The table erupted into chatter about the events that were unfolding, checking their own phones for any tabloid snap shots or tweets. It was the strangest thing to see. The upper class had turned into a pack of techno zombies. Eyes glued to their illuminated screens.

Lucy eased back in her chair and took another sip of her wine. This was going to be a long night.

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Chapter Seven

Legends Alive!

Writers
CharlotteCarrendar
IceTe3a

CharlotteCarrendar: – There is such a thing as running, and then there is flying, which is what Nadia practically did as Dante picked her up and flung her the bulk of the way along the sky walk path. She skidded chest first down the last part of the path bruising herself and crying out as she finally came to a stop well past the end of the small walk. The young lawyer grunted and coughed up a mouthful of dust, before trying to get to her feet – the gun still in her hand. Turning back, she could hear the roar of the Minotaur that was chasing the pair across the walk. What on earth released the hellish beast from its stone tomb? Was it them? Was this all part of the chamber’s security to stop humans from entering the sacred temple? For now it appeared to be working, as Dante fought vigorously against the mythical Ox creature. Nadia felt so useless, with only a gun which she knew would not stop the enraged beast from attacking further. But Dante, he was a powerhouse onto himself. Tackling the Ox head on and hurling abuse in Greek. Nadia wasn’t sure what was said, but she knew one thing – it pissed the Minotaur off to no end. Nadia was almost afraid to keep on running, but it was what Dante ordered her to do. Surely he would catch up, yes? One could only hope. There was a larger tunnel that she now entered that ran off the walkway, and so down the tunnel she ran, though it was hard going without much light – only the slight light of the flare that had been thrown before her. Picking up speed, the tunnel zigged and zagged in this direction then that, leading her deeper into the cave system. What would be waiting for her at the other end? :: In the original chamber that had the three tunnels, the moment that the walkway was destroyed, a large gate came down on the Minotaur tunnel, and another was lifted, as thought senses had picked up that those that entered had to deal with the beast. Jason and his two henchmen were trapped now along with Dante and Nadia, and with only one way to go, they had no choice but to take the newly opened tunnel. What they failed to see, was the large snake’s head that was at the top of the tunnel entrance. The three men were about to discover a rare beauty….with a terrible secret. :: Nadia’s journey through the tunnel finally brought her out into what looked to be a jungle like temple. Vines covering many statues and fresh water flowing around the base like a moat almost. The water was crystal clear and filled with all types of fish. It was like something out of a picture book for children. Exotic plants, large flowers, and the calls of wild birds, as far to the top of the cavern was an open hole that brought in shards of light. It was beautiful as it was mysterious. There were six stairs carved from rock that led to a temple doorway. Within it was dark. Nadia was unsure if she should proceed without Dante. <3>

IceTe3a: Adrenaline coursing throughout Dante’s body which in turn allowed him not to feel the pain that was caused to his body during the tussle, his stitches now ripped from the manhandling as his hues watch as the giant mythical beast falls down into the darkness leaving a trail of horrific roars almost sounding like the Minotaur was cursing Dante for its ill fate. Reality set in as the pain shot straight to him “ARRRGH!!” he bellowed out as it echo’d throughout the cavern, his hues flick over to where he tossed Nadia, she was nowhere in sight good so she listened and ran for it; he started to walk across the small pathway slowly in an injured pace as he grunts slightly “That woman will be the death of me” he said with a slight smirk across his face, his face had received a new gash across his forehead slightly from the earlier fight with the Minotaur touching the area he feels the slightly bloodied skin and groans “Another one” reaching the edge of the small path way It seemed to have opened up to a larger tunnel system which was a good thing since Dante would not need to crouch to get through. Picking up the pace a little he commenced a casual job knowing all well that Nadia should not be left alone in a place like this for too long he wanted to catch up as quickly as he could, he had no time to glance around looking for more clues of human activity in this new tunnel as he continued down the path as it twisted and turned constantly, he could feel the blood tricking down his skin from his torn stitches and his forehead the pain was there but he had to focus on more current events first. After a while of jogging he notices the tunnel started to widen slowly over time as a light beamed at the end of the tunnel. Walking out to the new chamber he had to shield his eyes quickly from the change of running in the dark to this now brightened room, after a few seconds of allowing his eyes to adjust he glanced around noticing this place showed work from man, a temple in the middle of a cave system? Not unheard of but pretty rare to see firsthand, as it looked structurally sound built to last the damage of time; coming to a walk further in he notices broken statues scattered around the place obviously this was more confirmation that this tunnel system was built by a bunch of Greeks, they always had a good eye for design or at least Dante thought so. His hues flicker to a familiar sound, running water; a river system this deep in the caves how unusual and it didn’t have that thick smell of salt water, it must be a fresh water stream no doubt it was filtered and purified from the limestone build up in these rocks as he noticed how crystal clear it was. Walking down to the water he kneeled down as he cupped his hands and washed his face before taking a drink of water, it was cold to the touch and really refreshing which confirmed that the limestone had acted as a filtering system, this water was pure, movement in the water showed there was life in this cave system as he noticed the small fish and plantation growing under the water a self sustaining ecosystem how interesting this in itself was a great find. Coming to a stand he looked around as it appeared there were more signs of life in this cave as plants and large flowers were growing all over the place, parts of the ground was covered in a green thick moss kind of plant almost like grass but not exactly..He was unsure as to what that was exactly as he heard the beat of flapping wings he looked up to see wild birds flying around as his ears pick up the music of the ecosystem the running water softly In the background, the call of the wild birds talking and arguing with each other, there even seemed to be a slight breeze which rustled the leaves of the plants, how peaceful this place seemed, it was almost tranquil. But one thing was off.. Where was that demanding woman who earlier pinned him down twice firstly to sow him up stating he was like a blanket and secondly to force him to rest on her lap as she played with his hair. Walking around slowly as he continued to admire his new found scenery he hollered out her name “Nadia… Nadia where are you” he bellowed at the top of his lungs as he tried not to stretch his muscles too much, his back and forehead slightly throbbing from the pain as he stood still next to the flowing water, eyes darting around looking for Nadia.

CharlotteCarrendar:- Nadia had already started exploring the wondrous cavern that was like something out of a dream. After the terrible fright of the Minotaur attack, this temple cave offered a false sense of security, as there didn’t appear to be anything dangerous lurking within. The gentle babble of water as it poured over a rock waterfall was a delightful sound; and the mist like spray cleaned the air with water droplets cooled Nadia’s skin. Such colourful flowers that opened up to reveal large centres that were a food source for birds and insects alike. Some types of the flowers she had never even seen before. This would have been a botanist’s dream come true. Finding species of plant life; that had long since become extinct on the surface of the planet. The cavern itself was enormous, and the carved columns were clearly done by human hand. At least that is what she thought. Was this a temple that had fallen into the mountain from above, like Atlantis was claimed by the sea? Nadia had so many questions and she truly wished her father was there by her side to explain all of this. Then again, she had the journal and if he had been this way before surely it would be noted. The yelling of her companion broke her chain of thought, and she came out from behind a large broken statue of a Cyclops. Seeing Dante was wounded again, the smile that she was wearing fell from her face. “You’re hurt.” Well that was obvious, and Nadia ran down across the moss covered stones to his side, reaching up to touch the wound on his forehead. “What happened to the Minotaur?” She asked. <3>

IceTe3a: He watches as a beautiful red and green bird sours through the air almost playfully, such freedom “I doubt there’s any predators down here to bother you little fella” he said with a smile as he watched the bird fly off to the distance. Where was she? Obviously she had wondered off to explore, that much Dante knew. Checking the gear was still attached and ready to go as he searched through a dry bag to pull out a packet of smokes, lighting a cigarette as he took in a deep drag he let out a refreshing sigh of relief after a few moments. Finally she appeared out from behind a rock her smile dimmed as she walked over to him extending an arm, he watched as she touched the wound on his forehead claiming he was hurt; that was to be expected when fighting a mythical creature he thought to himself … “Wait.. Do I even call them mythical creatures now? I mean I was just attacked by one” he said a loud to himself as he came back to reality “Yeah I tore my stitches too, sorry about that” as he pointed to his back he arched a brow when she asked what happened to the Minotaur “I threw it off the pathway, He won’t be bothering us for awhile, Although I get this feeling he was cursing at me while he was falling” he shrugged slightly as he glanced around “Looks like your father was onto something with this one huh” he stated it as he pointed at their new found scenery, coming to sit down on the floor to rest for a moment he sighed as he looked up at her “I just need a moment, what’s the journal say?” as he looked around them he was still alert and always on the lookout for more dangers after a few moments he glanced over to the temple and nodded in its direction “whatever all this is about I’m sure we’ll find something in that temple over there” he looked over the temple it was old but impressively built since it was still standing, the plant life down here had all but taken over the walls of the temple as flowers and vines grew across the wall. Looking back at Nadia he took another drag of his Cigarette as he passed her a bottle of water “Drink it all up, it’s been awhile since we rehydrated and while we are near a fresh spring I want to utilize it, never know how long we need to make that water last” he said as he started collecting empty bottles from the dry bags with the intention to fill them up with the fresh water from the stream, he grabbed a full bottle of water and guzzled it all down in one go letting out a sigh of satisfaction before glancing back over at Nadia.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The loud caw of the exotic red and green bird had Nadia glance skywards up to the very small opening that allowed the light of the sun to filter through. It was a godsend in a way. They weren’t that far from the surface. Being before Dante now, and hearing his stitches had been ripped open again made the young lawyer scowl. All that work, undone by a Minotaur; who would have thought? Last thing he would have wanted was to have her working on his again. The best thing to do, was enjoy this moment where at least there appeared to be nothing savage that wanted to end them in this temple. The Minotaur had been defeated on the small walkway so Dante had said, and Nadia let out a sigh of relief. “I thought those things were just myths, I guess not.” She was starting to wonder just what was real and not. She couldn’t have imagined what had been down the other two tunnels that had been gated off when she stepped on the pressure plate. Little did she know that those following her were about to find out. Sitting down on the moss covered hill, Nadia gratefully accepted the bottle of water, unscrewing the cap and bringing it to her lips to replenish herself after the dive and the sprint through the caves. She tipped the bottle up as she emptied it effortlessly, handing the empty back to Dante so he could refill it from the stream. She eased back on the palms of her hands that were pressed down behind her and tilted her head from side to side stretching out while she had the opportunity. It was a needed rest stop in her view, after everything that had happened to them so far, however Dante wanted to know what the journal said. Sitting back up, she fished through the dry bag and took it out; opening it to a new page that did in fact show a marking of the Cyclops. Nadia turned her head and looked back over at the broken statue that was of the Cyclops creature and then said. “If you look here, it shows this symbol for Cyclops, so that must be on the map.” Taking the map she spread it out, and then she ran her finger along a trail on the paper, till she reached the same Cyclops marking. “We must be getting close.” She assumed, knowing the temple was somehow a door way to the next level. :: Down the Snake head tunnel, Jason was holding up a flare as the two muscle bound brutes followed. The floor of the tunnel was littered with small broken bits of rock, and made it hard going till coming out to a new cavern area that looked like a graveyard. Massive statues of all kinds, but they were all of men. As Jason walked past one, it looked as though the statue of the warrior feared what it was seeing. One of the two guards, called out. “I don’t like the look of this.” Jason was starting to agree. Hundreds of these statues were all facing the same way. Then…they heard it. The laughter…of a woman. <3>

IceTe3a: He watched as Nadia drunk the entire bottle down, thirsty little thing she was; as she handed him the bottle he grabbed the empty bottles and leaned over to the river as he started to fill them up one by one he watched the fish swim by “Fresh food” he said smirking slightly at the thought “And if you don’t like fish there’s always I can’t believe it’s not chicken” as he gestured to the birds with a laugh. Filling up the last bottle he screwed the lid on tight and placed them all into the dry bag with a nod “That’ll do us for at least 4 days” his survival skills kicking in as he knew how much water was needed to last two people a day. Leaning back upright he glanced to Nadia who was now flicking through her father’s book, he followed her eyes as they both looked over to the Cyclopes statue “I don’t think I can go a second round with another mythical creature” he stated as he laid down onto his back the cool feel of the rocks below him touching his skin “If that Minotaur was real, what else could be real and waiting in the dark shadows?” as his mind raced through a short list of the Greek Mythical creatures he stopped thinking about it “Yeah fuck that!! There’s too many giant fire breathing un-killable Greek Mythical creatures for my liking” as he nodded softly “Indeed we are on the right path, Do you think we should go investigate the temple? See what it has in store for us?” pulling something out of the dry bag it was wrapped up in old newspaper as he unwrapped it to show two loafs of Vienna bread, some cold cut smoked meats, a small bottle of Olive oil and some Cyprus cheese. Pulling her to lay down next to him he rested the platter on his chest as he broke one of the loafs in half passing her a half of the Vienna he knew they should eat now while they were safe so they could get their energy up “Like this” Dante showed her how to eat the Vienna bread Greek style, as he pulled all the soft white dough out from the middle leaving a small amount on the inside and the crust almost like a bowl, he poured in a decent amount of Olive oil and dips a piece of the soft dough into the olive oil and pops it in his mouth “See? Just like that, than you take something else like a piece of cheese of meat and eat it” he smiled as he broke up the Cyprus cheese into smaller more manageable pieces, placing a piece in his mouth it was rich with flavour strong with a vintage taste to it, there was never anything subtle about Greek cheese or their food for that matter as everything they made was rich and full of flavour.

CharlotteCarrendar:- The young lawyer hadn’t meant to finish off a whole bottle by herself, but she was parched from the trip thus far. She casually tossed a glance at Dante’s backside as he went to refill the remaining water bottles so they had enough supplies to keep them going for a few days. The cavern temple was giving the pair something of a reprieve from the dangers they had encountered so far, and she had to agree it was a good idea to stop and refuel both with food and water. The broken statue of Cyclops didn’t look to be a threat – yet. In her tour of the temple so far, she had not wandered onto any pressure plates, nor had she touched anything, aside from Dante’s wounded forehead. It was safe to say that for the moment, they were okay, but it paid to be on her guard, just the same. When Dante said, he was not in a fit state to take on another mythical creature, she could hardly blame him. The Minotaur was the stuff of legends, and a fierce opponent for man or an immortal. The fact Dante made it across that narrow walkway which had now been destroyed, meant there was no going back that way. The only way to go, was via the temple. They were on the right path, and Nadia agreed that when they had concluded their rest that they go on through the temple, and see what lay within its walls. :: Over in the chamber of fallen warriors, the menacing sound of a woman’s laughter had all three men stiffen. One held up his rifle and swung it around, as the voice of the woman was now bouncing off the walls. “Zeus be praised, for he sends me new lovers.” There was an odd hissing sound, then a slithering that could be heard coming closer. Jason didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out just who the voice belonged too. “Medusa?” His voice almost a whisper as his second guard looked at him oddly. “That’s bullshit…she is a myth!” But his statement only brought the danger closer as the great snake reared up behind him. The beautiful head of a woman, whose hair was that of asps all hissing violently; smiled as she tapped him on the shoulder. “Boo!” The guard turned around and gazed up into the bewitching eyes of the Goddess Medusa. The veins in his skin thickened as his entire body started to stiffen and change to rock. The other two – Jason and the remaining guard started to run through the fleet of statues, the guard with the gun firing shots back willy nilly over his shoulder as the massive serpent spun round and gave chase. :: Back in Cyclops temple, Nadia was learning the finer things about Greek food, as Dante gave her a lesson on how to eat Vienna bread with olive oil, meat and cheese. She had to admit the fare was delicious and she took her fair share, lying back and munching contentedly. In the distance however, she heard gunfire. Sitting bolt upright, she cried out. “What the hell was that?’ <3>

Hi, I’m Jules also known as Charlotte on imvu. Been role playing now for seven years, and have a love of forum role play having participated in many over the last two years. I love the challenge of trying new things, and Jackson will definitely be something I can sink my teeth into (hur dur).

Mystic Grill.

Beyond the light of the car park at the Grill, a lone figure stood in the shadows. It was like he was waiting specially to see Aaron pull up before venturing across. Of late nothing seemed to be making sense. Jackson had always lived the quiet life, keeping to himself especially at school – but now as he grew into adulthood the very things that he had believed to be nothing but idle gossip were starting to become real.

Ever since finding the journals and in particular the amulet, Jackson grew increasingly wary of those he once thought were friends. His saving grace was Aaron and Logan; the two guys he was closest too outside of his own family. The deaths of his parents had left him scarred, though time had not healed them as one would like to believe. His face a mask for the true torment he felt, and while he would smile and chill out with friends, he always felt like he was looking over his shoulder….waiting.

One day he would make sense of the journals. One day….he would learn the truth of his heritage.

Till that day he remained on guard.

Soon the bright headlights of Aaron’s car were seen, and it swung into the Mystic grill car park lot. Taking a glance behind him, he reached into his pocket where he had kept the amulet. For some reason he felt the need to put it on his wrist. His lips were dry, and he ran his tongue across them before snapping in place. A light breath escaped his lips and he made his way across the road, his face showing that smile.

“Hey man…you’re late.”

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The sound of laughter followed by heavy snogging was coming out from the hallway, as the newly weds (in name only) were locking lips fiercely, as the hotel clerk tried to open the door to their suite. Jane was dressed in an all white wedding dress, her long blonde hair flowing down beneath the short veil, while her “groom” Mikala was wearing a man’s style tux. Mikala was a short haired bruenette with manly features for a woman. The happy couple had just celebrated a naming ceremony on the beach near the resort and had come up to their apartment for the honeymoon to really kick off. The door to the room was finally opened, and the young clerk carried in their bags, as Mikala swept up Jane in her arms and carried her over the threshold. Jane squealed, burying her face into her partner’s neck. Mikala ceremoniously plonked down her new bride, who had now taken in the room they were staying in.

“Oh…my …God! It’s beautiful!”

“Anything for you, Angel.” Mikala said, tipping the clerk as he then took his leave. Jane spun around and tore off her veil. She made goose lips at her love before skipping around the room dancing with her veil much to her love’s amusement. Watching her darling new bride brought a swelling to her chest and somewhere else. But first things first. Mikala went to the fridge and took out a bottle of champagne, then two crystal flutes. All the while Jane was still dancing about, then she ripped open the curtains.

“I can see the pool!”

Honestly she was like an excitable puppy. Opening the glass sliding door, she ventured out – kicking off her white shoes and then going to the edge of the balcony railing. Mikala followed her out, offering her a glass of champagne, before wrapping an arm around her protectively. The pair so much in love.

“This is going to be a night to remember.” Mikala said, kissing Jane’s neck before then taking a sip of champagne.

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The nap did wonders to recharge her energy and upon waking, Pandora found herself starving. Seeing that she had an hour before the start of the luau, she headed for the shower to get ready. She found herself humming one of her favorite songs as she washed her hair.

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Toweling herself off, she pulled out the dress she had purchased to wear for the luau with a smile on her face. She had never worn anything so revealing or so colorful and it changed her whole attitude. She was determined to update her wardrobe when she got home.

Tying her hair up into a loose ponytail that made her look a few years younger then she actually was, she rubbed her favorite lotion into her skin before slipping into a matching colored thong. Slipping on the dress, she added some beaded bracelets and earrings.

Checking her appearance in the mirror, she pronounced herself ready and taking up her cane, she headed out.

Hotel Luau

The hotel had gone all out to give it’s patrons a genuine luau experience. There was a stage set up behind the hotel at the edge of the beach with enough tables set up to feed the entire hotel. One of the servers saw her looking around and moved to escort her to the front so that she would be unimpeded with her injury. She thanked him with a smile, hooking her cane on the back of the chair.

“Would you care for a drink before your meal, Ms LaRue?”

“A Mango Mai Tai sounds good.” she stated.

“”I’ll bring that up for you while you decide on your meal.”

“Thank you.” she nodded, looking at the menu choices for the evening.

The afternoon’s pleasures did nothing to wear out the newlyweds from Room 102. Jane was now dressed in a skimpy bikini top and matching short skirt that screamed ever colour of the rainbow with bright flowers that set of her natural tan. Her hair was bound up in a loose bun with a large flower behind one ear. Smiling broadly, she led Mikala through the crowd of hotel guests to find their spot at the Luau. Mikala had her hair swept back, still wet from the shower and she was practically being dragged along by her excitable bride, Jane. Mikala was not dressed as skimpily as Jane, opting for a Hawaiian shirt and long shorts. She was the more conservative of the pair, that was for sure.

Little did the pair know that their table was right next to Pandora’s who had just been shown to her seat by the wait staff. Jane grinned and waved at Pandora as she took her place, then tugged on the skirt of a passing waiter asking.

“Can I have one of those cocktail things…in a coconut?”

She squealed when he said she could and took Mikala’s order of a JD on the rocks. Jane was like a bouncy ball, looking around and pointing people out. Squealing every time something exciting happened, or someone gorgeous walked past. Mikala protectively put her arm around Jane, before she bounced right out of her seat.

“If they ask people to do the hula….I am so getting up, hun.” Jane blurted, as a large coconut drink was set down in front of her, complete with crazy straw and little umbrella.

“This is so cute. I need to take a selfie with it.” she then got out her camera and posed with the coconut with a cheesy grin.

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Pandora was swaying along to the Hawaiian music that was playing through the loudspeakers at the edge of the stage while she sipped her drink, pretty much off in her own world as she waited for her dinner and for the luau to start.

A squeal of delight next to her had her turning in her seat to see two women, obviously a couple from the way the brunette had an arm around the bouncing blonde next to her. The blonde was practically humping the table in her enthusiasm, even going so far as to snap a goofy pic of herself with her coconut drink.

Pandora shook her head with a smile. It was nice to see a happy couple for once, instead of all the doom and gloom she’d been subjected to recently.

Waiters began to bring out the food on rolling carts, moving from table to table and serving the guests their selections. It all looked so good to Pandora and she was starving. She picked out several things to try, including fried calimari marinated in duck sauce.

The stage was being setup with instruments, stagehands dashing left and right to make sure everything was safe for the entertainers.

Pandora couldn’t wait. She’d never seen an authentic luau before and it was sure to be an experience she’d never forget.

Prior to photographing Roísín’s pieces, Lucy dropped her satchel and began pulling things from it. The first was a sketch book which surprised Roísín. The glass, with their expensive look, did not. Once the woman did take up her camera, Roísín was reluctantly gave up her position but did not lose her watchful eye. Purposely positioning herself on a good five feet from Elias, she remained silent as Lucy snapped away at the sculptures and soon began tapping her heel impatiently but quietly.

The wait was not actually long, however, so her anxiety was not the result of time or Lucy’s silence while documenting the pieces. Lucy’s smile left Roísín wondering what Lucy was thinking. Roísín took the opportunity to examine the sketch of the gallery since had of course never seen it and was stubbornly waiting until it was necessary to change that. From the drawing the place was indeed small yet would easily house her small body of work. In observing it, the grudging woman had to admit that Lucy had a fair hand- another surprise, one that earned the woman credibility with her temperamental new talent. Roísín was in the midst of placing each artwork within her mental conjuring of the space when Lucy finished with the camera and returned to her and Elias.

Lucy then pulled out her laptop, the quality of which Roísín appreciated easily given her day job. However she had not in the least expected to see brochure templates so soon, and despite herself, was eager to examine the layout Lucy had created. So much so in fact that Roísín did not notice Lucy peering towards the tarped plinth. ”What information-“ she began. Her question was cut short by Lucy’s own: “Is that item over there, the shrouded piece part of the showing, or a piece of Elias’s work?” Roísín’s red head came up with a startled jerk; Elias casually peered towards the indicated object.

”It’s not mine, Lucy” he quickly said. Roísín was protesting even as the man stepped towards it.

“It’s a work in progress, not anything for the-…….show,“ she answered in a rush. Elias had removed the shroud in the middle of her sentence. His action revealed a rectangular ceramic block about a foot and a half in height and a foot wide. Cut into the corner facing the trio was a pair of hands rising from the base of the block. One, smaller than the other and clearly that of a child, was held palm up with the fingers folded backwards. The larger hand was folded over it in the same manner and possessed noticeably masculine contours. The fingers were spaced for basic C chord positioning on the fret board of a guitar. The sculptor had taken great care to mark every crease with a loving realism, yet the absence of a fret board could not be missed. The lack served to emphasize the hands and allowed for the upward angle of the wrists. Most strikingly, silver solder had been placed along the palms and backs of the hands following the veins. The tracing was thicker on the larger hand and much clearer, flowing up and through the fingers so as to flow perfectly into the smaller hand where it concentrated most heavily in the nails where they would be pressing the strings. Strange as the detail might be, it gave the sculpture a subdued magic quality which informed the relationship between the hands. One would have no difficulty imagining a child sitting on a father’s knee as they learned the chord.

Roísín stood silently behind Elias and Lucy, jaw clamped shut and feeling on fire from head to foot.

Izu and Tessa – Sixth and seventh floors
Recreation and pool – fifth
Brock – fourth floor.
Ty – third floor
Orson – second floor
Nigel – first floor
Billy – ground floor
Business and communications – basement

The ride over from Pandora’s apartment was a fairly quiet one. The streets at this hour were deserted and with a soothing track being played on the truck’s sounds system, Brock didn’t feel he needed to talk. Instead, he held her hand between gear shifts, and kept his eye on the road. An odd glance at her every now and again. Pulling up in the drive of the Carrendar house – a massive multi story apartment building that was home to just his family, Brock activated the security gates for the underground car park. Automated systems kicked in and the grate gate slid up into the brick work as Brock drove his truck in and under the gate.

In the car park there was an array of cars, from sports cars, motorbikes, jet skis, boats, all the usual boys toys you would expect from a family of all men. Brock pulled up in his bay and cut the engine, before hopping out to grab not only his own bag out of the back, but Pandora’s as well. “Lift’s just this way, love.” Brock gestured for Pandora to follow him, as the grate started to come down, securing the car park once more. The Lift had only a low number of floors, but it did have Brock’s name on number four. He had an entire floor at his disposal, which meant he wasn’t tripping over his brothers 24/7. The lift doors parted and Brock walked in setting down the bags and rubbing his fingers. “Only way is up. Just press four.” He asked, letting Pandora do the honors. This was the part of the night he had worried about. Pandora may well have known about part of his life in the city but not all of it. The lift door opened on his floor, and he smiled at her knowing she was about to get a shock. The apartment…was enormous, and all modern fittings and decor. Palatial came to mind, but elegantly done so.

“Welcome to your new home.” He said, taking their bags into the master bedroom, leaving Pandora free to wander.

She didn’t know where these thoughts were coming from, she just knew they were there.

Pulling up to massive multi-story building, Pandora’s eyes were wide as she got a glimpse of the place. Brock pulled into an underground car park as the security gates rumbled closed behind them. He pulled into a parking bay as she took in all the different vehicles located around the place.

Who exactly were these people?

Brock grabbed theire bags and directed her toward the elevator. She noticed that there was name or destination next to each number on the control panel. His name was next to the number “4″. “Only way is up. Just press four. he told her, implying she had permission to do just that. She reached out a finger and pressed the button.

She looked at him oddly as the elevator began to move upward.

When the car stopped and the doors opened, he lead her into an enormous and expensively decorated apartment.

“Welcome to your new home.” he announced. He left her in what she assumed was the living room as he went off to put their bags in his bedroom.

She stood stock-still in the middle of the floor and looked around with her eyes. There were pictures on the wall of Brock and his family that she recognized from the island. But that didn’t distract her from the modern furnishings. They looked really expensive, as if he was flaunting his money in front of her.

Was he trying to impress her with his wealth?

She frowned in thought. It was a nice enough place, she supposed.

But she didn’t feel comfortable. It was simply too much.

“Nice place.” she stated, finally speaking, though her voice was in a bit of a monotone. “Bit of surprise…you having your own floor in this place.” She hadn’t moved from the spot he had left her standing in.

Brock reentered the main living room, only to see that Pandora had not moved from the spot where he left her to take the bags into his room. The look on her face, was not a happy one, and her monotone voice suggested something was right off. At first Brock couldn’t understand what it could be. Everything in the room they stood appeared normal, and he then sniffed the air. Was something putting her off? No, no nasty smells. He approached her and asked.

“Well, when you grow up with four brothers you kinda want a bit of space as you get older. Dad thought this was a really good idea. As much space as I need. Works for me.” The fact he had a whole floor must have been unsettling. Come to think of it, Pandora’s body language was showing she was not at all comfortable. Brock took a step closer and made a move to pull her into his arms.

“Want to tell me what’s wrong?’ He asked, curious now as to what was troubling her. She would be perfectly safe here, and no longer needing to worry about her step father and mother finding her. Another look into her eyes, and Brock started to get the feeling she was overwhelmed by his wealth. “This apartment is too much, isn’t it?”

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Brock stepped back into view and looked at her as she stood there.

“Well, when you grow up with four brothers you kinda want a bit of space as you get older. Dad thought this was a really good idea. As much space as I need. Works for me.”

She didn’t reply right away and it was then he noticed that she hadn’t moved. A frown marred his handsome features.

He made to pull her into his arms and she allowed it, letting his scent relax her body until she melted into his arms.

“Want to tell me what’s wrong?” he asked, his chest rumbling against her cheek. She still didn’t speak and he drew her back by the shoulders and saw the look in her eye. She was truly overwhelmed by the opulence of his home. “This apartment is too much, isn’t it?”

He hit the nail on the head. She raised up her hand and held her index and thumb about an inch apart. “Just a little.” she admitted with a sheepish grin. “I’m just not used to living in…so much space…” she shrugged, embarassed. “I lived in cracker jack box apartments and seedy hotels for the last 10 years. This…” She waved a hand around, “I feel like I’m in a museum and would get yelled at if I tried to touch something.”

So that was it. The apartment with its spacious surrounds and opulent fittings was more like a show piece – a museum where she felt as though if she moved and touched something, she may cause thousands of dollars damage. It had to be a huge shock for her, even though he had taken her to the island, and that house was pretty big compared to most.

When she uttered that if she touched anything she might get yelled at, Brock could only so something of a goofy smile.

“Well, how about you stick to touching me, cause I can guarantee you, little lady, that all you will get from me is growls and moans of delight.” Brock wiggled his brow suggestively, then in the spirit of being young, he picked her up by the ass, and spun her round. “Touch away, baby.” He chortled, hoping this would lighten her mood. He was never normally this silly with her, but this was a side of him she may have never seen before.

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He was very relaxed in this place, a side of him she had never seen before. It was kind of refreshing.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Do your brothers ever come here unannounced?” she murmured, pressing teasing nips to the exposed portions of his neck, soothing them with her tongue. She thought she probably would get used to the place. He only wanted to keep her safe and happy, she realized that now. It was a novel concept to the outspoken and independent woman.

Holding her close to him, and feeling a bit of relief now that he was back in his own place, he listened to her ask about his brothers and if they come in unannounced. To this he was about to say, when she nipped at his neck playfully. “Oh…err…no, they used to when we were younger, but….not….so..mmm…much.” He was truly enjoying this new touching policy, a lot. Gathering himself, he carried his lady over to one of the large ‘L” shaped couches and set himself down so she was straddling his lap. His hands still cupping her buttocks, he kneaded them lazily as he explained the rules of the building.

“We have an intercom system, which allows us to contact the other first, before barging in. I mean, the idea of walking in on say Orson when he has one of his parties. I would rather dig my own eyes out with a spoon. You just don’t do that.”

Clearly, Orson loved the ladies, a lot. Brock on the other hand was a one woman man, and he had that woman on his lap now.“Think of this as our place, okay? I really want you to be happy, cause I know that this place is like Fort knox. No one can come in undetected. Dad made sure of that.’ He reached up with a free hand to brush away a stray lock of her hair.

“Pan…if this is too much, tell me, okay? I want us to be open about things.”

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He carried them both to the couch and sat so that she was straddling his lap as he explained the rules of the house. She chuckled as he spoke about his brother Orson and his wild parties.

His face and tone were both serious after a moment and he looked her in the eye.

“Think of this as our place, okay? I really want you to be happy, cause I know that this place is like Fort knox. No one can come in undetected. Dad made sure of that.”

She looked around, seeing little touches that were uniquely Brock in the place. It would take time, but she could probably get used to it. And he really wanted her there…and safe.

There was no chance of her mother and stepfather getting to her there. And she could still go to work and class. She looked at him as he tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

“Pan…if this is too much, tell me, okay? I want us to be open about things.”

Although the whole situation was a bit overwhelming (she never expected to find love, or end up moving in with him in less then a year), she had been through worse and came out a better person for it. And now someone, this man, wanted to take care of her. It was a novel sensation.

“No, Brock. It’s not too much.” she stated. She wondered for a moment if she should tell him that “other thing” about herself and decided there wasn’t really a need for it…for the moment. “I didn’t mean to sound ungrateful. As long as I’m with you…I feel safe.” She pressed a light kiss to his lips before she sat back. “Someone’s going to have to pick up Blackie for me though. And I need to let Simone and Kali know where I am so they don’t worry.”

Seeing her start to settle, Brock let out something of a sigh of relief, before offering her a warm smile when she said that it was not too much (even though it really was.) The idea that she would be safer there, than back in her apartment, had to be some consolation, and also she could have her friends over whenever she wanted. Brock could easily make himself scarce up at the recreation level, or using the pool. If worst came to worst, he would see one of his brothers. Either way, things could be worked around so he wasn’t seen to be cramping her style. The light kiss on the lips sealed the deal, but then she mentioned about something called “Blackie” Now, he didn’t know what or who Blackie was.

“What is a Blackie?” He asked, intrigued. Did she have a pet he didn’t know about? This seemed to be the case. It looked like Brock and Pandora had a lot to learn about each other.

Do we need to get them now?” Brock was now starting to settle, and didn’t really feel like going back to the old apartment tonight. He just wanted to relax with Pandora, and enjoy her company.

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A cute frown marred his brow. “”What is a Blackie? Do we need to get them now?”

She chuckled, wrapping her arms around his neck once more and sliding in close to his warm body. Now that she had time to process things, she was beginning to relax and at that moment, she had a good idea on how to do that.

“Blackie is my bike, sweetheart. And no, I don’t need him right now.” She trailed her tongue over the shell of his ear. “But I do need you, darling. Take me to bed…or lose me forever.” she whispered seductively. That had always been one of her favorite lines from “Top Gun” and thought it would be appropriate to use.

Now when Pandora said Blackie, Brock automatically assumed it was a pet, probably a cat, cause a dog would have made itself known in her apartment, with all the noise they made there. He kinda felt a bit silly when she mentioned that Blackie was the pet name for her motorcycle. He almost wanted to face palm himself for being so derp. Chuckling, he couldn’t help but smile at her when she started to trail her tongue across the shell of his ear. It got him, every time.

“But I do need you, darling. Take me to bed…or lose me forever.” 

“I do remember that line, hun. But…who said that?” Smirking, already knowing the answer sweeping her up and then throwing her over his shoulder and smacking her backside as he carted her off into the main bedroom, which was probably as big as her entire apartment in her old place.

Brock tossed her down on the bed, and then licked his tongue over his top lip, as he started doing a rather sultry strip tease with his shirt, keeping his eyes on her the whole time.

Each button he undid slowly while gyrating his hips in time to some music that was in his own head. He then ripped back the shirt, exposing his shoulders, and did a quick hip thrust.

“Fancy your own private dancer?” Was he being a bit cheesy? It was hard to tell, cause he was enjoying it far too much. The rest of his shirt came off, and he did a few body builder poses, all while still wearing his jeans and boots. The smile left his face as he crossed the distance to the bed, standing before her and waiting to see if she wanted to get a bit more Brock – uncovered.

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“Brock!” she exclaimed, somewhat scandalized by his actions but enjoying them at the same time.

He took her into his bedroom and she only had a moment to marvel at the size of it before he tossed her onto his bed. She bounced a bit before she sat up on her elbows, giving him a dirty glare, that changed instantly when he broke out into an impromptu striptease.

He unbuttoned his shirt, gyrating his hips as she watched on, a gleam in her eye. He ripped back his shirt once the last button was undone in some kind of exaggerated move, adding a hip thrust to it like he was trying to impersonate Elvis. It had her trying to hold back a laugh as it looked very comical to her.

“Fancy your own private dancer?” he grinned, doing some fake bodybuilding poses that had her near to laughing hysterically, with him still dressed in his jeans and boots. She continued to laugh as she watched him…that was until he stalked toward her, pinning her with his heated gaze.

Her laughter slowly died as he stood before her. She studied him, her eyes roaming over his body without shame.

“You are so fucking gorgeous.” she whispered, sitting up fully. He was so close, she could reach out and touch him.

So she did.

Keeping her eyes on his, she undid the button on his jeans, sliding the zipper open. The sound was loud in the silence of the room. The edge of his white boxers was seen between the gap in the material but her gaze was focused on the dark trail of hair leading beneath the edge of the waistband. Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to his belly button, before sliding her tongue over his skin. She simply loved the taste of him.

Her hands slid down the back of his pants, beneath his boxers, to caress the globes of his ass. As she was distracting him with her tongue and lips, she slid his pants (boxers included) down his legs, exposing him to the cool air of his room. She knew how to get him heated up though, moving to slide her tongue over the hot length of his manhood. She moaned slightly, scraping her nails lightly over the skin of his thighs as she took him into her mouth once again.

The dance was started as an icebreaker. She was coy with her cute Top Gun quips, and he decided to run with it by carrying he into the master bedroom and being the cave man. Course his dancing, while having a humorous edge on it left him shirtless, and showing off those hip bones that she loved so much. By the time he waltzed on over to her, more or less presenting himself for her enjoyment, she obliged by pulling down his zipper and reaching in his pants to fondle with his rounded ass cheeks. Her lips were so hot to the touch of his skin, along with that wicked tongue that delved into the crease of his belly button. Brock reached around to stroke the back of her head, ever so often scrunching his fingers so he was getting a good hold. But when she slid his pants down enough, to expose his rigid shaft, was when he tossed his head back and pressed his hips forward. Pandora was simply electric when it came to how she teased and treated his thickening member. Setting him off, with the dig of her nails into his flesh, and the darting of her tongue, as her lips pressed down around the shaft. The sultry moan that left the corners of her lips had him aching all the more. One hand to the back of her head, guiding her further – deeper down, whilst his other hand reached for her shoulder to steady himself. She had this way of making him feel weak at the knees, when she started to milk him with gusto.

“Pan…Oh God.” His voice was almost hoarse, as he licked his lips – eyes closed as he concentrated on the pleasure she was bringing him. Instinctively his hips rocked forward only twice, showing his enthusiasm for her ministrations.

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Pandora continued her ministrations as Brock moaned above her. She felt his hand in her hair and encouraged him by sucking a little harder, causing his fingers to tighten and he began to slowly thrust into the hollow of her mouth.

She moaned around him, feeling empowered. She was now stroking him with her hand, timing it with his thrusts going into her mouth while using her other hand to lightly squeeze and fondle his balls. She wanted to see if she could make him lose the tight control he had.

Would she be successful?

Saliva pooled in her mouth, aiding her in her quest to drive Brock to distraction, fascilitating his deeper thrusts down her throat. She nearly choked the first time he did this, but she soon got the hang of it and was tightening her throat muscles around his shaft, moaning with delight as she did so.

If anyone had been looking, they would have seen a well built man with nothing on but a pair of boots with his jeans and boxers pooled around his ankles, while his woman (who was still fully dressed) skillfully brought him to the brink of pleasure over and over again.

If he was beginning to feel the start of his orgasm, she would pull off of him with a small popping sound to give his body a chance to calm down before she dived right back in for more.

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The feeling which Pandora’s wicked tongue was giving Brock was simply mind blowing. It was fair to say she was incredibly talented in the art of fellatio, which if done badly can be really off putting. But not in this case. Her delicious moans as she worked the shaft with her lips, before switching to use her hand along the base and up had Brock tense up, and bite down on his lip. He brushed her hair to the side so he could gaze down and see her face. Watch how her cheeks hollowed in taking in his girth, which by now was throbbing hard. A wet tongue lacquering his balls, one at a time was almost making him go white eyed from the sheer euphoria. SHE had control, not him. For every time he approached the point of no return, feeling the need to buck willfully, Pandora pulled back and released his head with a subtle popping sound.

“God…Pan please!” Here he was practically begging her to keep going, as she let him calm enough before taking him again, the whole roller coaster ride continuing, as his moans grew louder. Simply put, Pandora was incredible. His hands almost trembling as he raked his fingers through her hair.

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If her mouth wasn’t full, Pandora would have smirked. She could feel his trembling in his limbs, he was struggling to remain on his feet and his breathing was erratic.

And he begged so prettily.

“God…Pan please!”

She could tell he was losing control of himself, it was what she wanted. She wanted him to fly apart in her arms for once instead of the other way around. It was only a matter of time. The woman she was thrilled at the fact she was able to bring her man to such a state with her mouth alone. No other man she did this with could compare. No other man begged her like this. She had begun to think there was some issue with her, when it was their issue all along.

She slid her lips over him as far as she could go without gagging and sucked hard, his trembling hand clenched in her hair to hold her in place as his thrusts became frantic.

“Do it!” she begged in her mind. She wanted to feel his seed shoot down her throat.

Brock had never in his life had to beg a woman to please him. It was totally unheard of, and had been the other way around. But Pandora, had gone above and beyond what any other had even come close to before. It was almost like, she was a cat, toying with a mouse, teasing and playing with him. Knowing all the right tricks, and saucy licks. She worked him like a finely tuned instrument, his body singing her praises as she lavished him with her attentions. Bringing him to the very edge of sanity, and then pulling him back…with only seconds to spare. It was starving off the inevitable, and made his hunger for it grow even more so than before. His trembling hand gripped her hair and with his knees near to buckling, he groaned long and loud as she answered his pleas.

With her sweet full lips sliding over his girth and then taking him down to the back of her throat – deep throating, it was now eclipsing anything he felt before. Like an animal he grunted and lowered his head, letting the beast that lay dormant below the surface come to the fore and rise to the challenge. Brock lost all the will to be gentle, now wanting her to finish what she had started. Her control over him absolute. In his mind, she wanted to taste his seed, drink from him till he was dry; and he was not about to disappoint.

Both hands reached for the back of her head, and he grit his teeth, gnashing them together as he pumped her mouth solidly, knowing she may well gag but no longer in a lucid state of mind.

“RRrrrrrrrRRRR PANNNNAAAA!!”

The roar that escaped his lips as he started to ejaculate into her mouth, down her throat came in a surge that was unstoppable. Forcing her to take ever last drop as the pumping spray of jism lacquered the back of her throat. His bare ass cheeks clenched together rock hard as his hands released her hair from the strong hold, but instead stroked her hair as he tried desperately to catch his breath.

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She had a sense that he was about to let go by the way his trembling became more pronounced and now he had both hands in her hair.

But she didn’t let up and the roar of completion she received for her efforts had her doing a little victory cheer in her head.

“RRrrrrrrrRRRR PANNNNAAAA!!” 

His thrusting did not abate as he shot load after load down her throat. She swallowed around him, quick as she could, not wanting to lose a single drop of him, but it was a flood and some did seep from the corner of her mouth to slide down her chin. She didn’t let it bother her too much.

His ass cheeks clenched tightly beneath her hands as his entire frame shuddered with his release.

His hands, once clenched tightly in her hair to keep her in place, relaxed minutely until he was petting her. She suckled him gently, cleaning him off in a sense before she slowly withdrew from his sensative flesh, licking her lips to catch the extra that escaped.

She pressed a tender kiss to his heaving stomach, inhaling his musky scent mixed with the sweat of his release as he struggled to get himself under control.

She brought her head up to look him in his eyes.

What would she see in his dark gaze?

Brock had always been in control, always knew what he wanted. But for the first time, he was lost in the haze that came from experiencing Pandora’s affections this way. With his chest heaving and his member now starting to become limp he was lost to find the words. His mind was erratic and all he could think to do was stroke her hair with love as he tried to pull himself together.

When Pandora raised her head, and he saw the fullness of her lips, swollen from her ministrations, the darkness of her irises with had grown to be fully dilated; his lips moved and yet again he couldn’t find the right words. Nothing could be said that explained his depth of feeling. His own eyes were filled with wonder, and he more or less collapsed onto one knee before her, which was awkward considering his pants were half way down his legs.

Pandora was more than a woman, that had just committed a sex act upon him. He had become enslaved, and willingly. She could tell him to jump off a high rise and he would…Brock was under her spell as his eyes never left hers. He reached for her right hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it then bringing it to his cheek, in a show of love. He didn’t know what else to do.

“Help me…love you more.”

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