Kane turned the flash of
his blade as a shower of sparks erupted, Hades lunged forward to be caught in
shoulder with a stiff elbow, Hades struck back just as quickly hitting Kane
square in the chest with the palm of his hand sending Kane to the ground in a
fit of breathless attempted coughing.
“Getting slow old man”
Hades chuckled softly extending his hand, only for Kane to yank him to the
ground shifting his weight to end up behind with his blade across Hades’ throat
“And you’re getting soft”
Kane replied as he let the blade the drop
“Impressive, I taught you
one too many tricks it seems” Hades replied now finding his feet and sheathing
his weapon, mirrored by Kane.
“You taught me not to
trust anyone including family, had I remained that way I’d be as whacked out as
Hareavor” Kane shrugged softly before his mind reeled at her scent, it sunk
into him so quickly as he turned and grinned
“You appear unharmed, that
has to be a good thing” Hades remarked “Our dear Aerian is just full of
surprises, I trust I can speak freely?”
Kane nodded in reply “You
can, she is as much a part of this as any of us”
“Speaking of our dear
cloned failure, he is out hunting, I’m fairly sure it’s on Ceremons orders and
I’m fairly sure his werewolf side kick won’t be far behind him, both with
intent to maim any females remotely attached to you, he also has orders to take
Aerian, it’s a dangerous game but ultimately whatever happens Kane you’re the
final goal” Hades voice dropped his words now cut with an air of force
“It amazes me you’re
almost always aware of Ceremons orders, if he touches my daughter it will be
the last think he ever gets to do, the fields around the Mansion have been
strengthened there is no way in without us knowing” Kane replied calmly as
Aishani reached his side his arm wrapped around her waist drawing her against
him his lips find hers for a moment
“Get a room, but Kane we
cannot guarantee there is no way in, Ceremon built this house never forget
that” Hades replied
“Trust me, I haven’t, I
also have a lead we are going to follow up on, so I would be grateful if you
ensure my guards are aware of the impending attempts on our lives” Kane replied
“Yes milord” Hades mocked
playfully with a curt bow he slipped away
“Ever the joker, still
it’s good he’s here, one more blade in the hands of an Elcarus on our own
grounds” Kane smiled softly
Aishani hesitated at the
door, inclining a brow with a small smirk coiling upon her lush lips,
instead of entering, she calmly folded her arms over her chest with a lean of
her shoulder to the frame. Her golden eyes watching the two brothers in a
sparring match of not only physical combat but tongue as well. When the
two men were finished, she straightened to move into the room at Kane's side,
tilting her head when Hades spoke while Kane's arm was wrapped around her
waist. She wriggled her fingers to the disappearance of Hades.
She was silent for a long time while lingering in her thoughts, fingertips
kneading into his side and chest with a rest of her cheek against him, then
lifting her gaze to Kane. "Clone...brother? Werewolf?"
Kane scratched his head
awkwardly as the realisation of how complex things were becoming dawned on him.
Finally he kissed her forehead with a smiled and led the way through the
Mansion and down into the cold of the cellar, they wound through beer caskets
and empty barrels, boxes and all manner of things that were upon roof to floor
shelves, finally they reached an open area that was simply dark, Kane reached
over the wall before several sconces came to life cast in a dull amber light
into the dreary empty space.
He walked the wall tapping
several times until the sound of grating stone could be heard and the wall slid
down into the ground, beyond was a burnt out lab, some of the equipment still
intact though long covered in dirt and spider webs.
“This was my father’s lab,
here he would find the key to creating life itself, well no he figured that out
the normal way but, they made their way through standing by a table, leather
straps and all manor or damaged instruments and empty glass bottle. “Here he
found a way to create life from life, Hades is not brother by blood, or more
accurately he wasn’t. Hades was born human, from their realm, abducted at 7
years old and then modified by our DNA, me, Haunted and Krystal. It worked too,
our genetics overwrote his and Hades was essentially born, and raised with us
as our brother. Unfortunately there was a darkness in him, one we attribute to
human nature once they have power they will inevitably wield it, by the time
Hades maturity he was essentially mad and eventually turned on us all. He destroyed this place and we believed all of
Ceremons research”
They moved through to the
burn remains of books and papers and a desk as Kane ran his hand over it
“Ceremon wanted to control our power, not as a father but for his own end,
that’s what set Hades off the deep end, and the reason He and I were at war for
so long, thankfully trapping him in a mountain cavern for a hundred years or so
finally tempered into looking at the realm as it really is, something to be
protected, we are the fine line for many but Elcarus is the last line of
defence, if I ever had doubt about Hades before they were put to rest during
the Dragon Wars, he got most of the townsfolk out, and helped bring down a
Dragon, granted it was on top of my house but still he is Elcarus by blood now”
Kane sat on the edge of my
desk “That’s a whole lot of history that has little to do with our current
plight but, Hareavor is a second attempt at perfecting what he failed with
Hades, and without us to temper the human darkness, Hare …. He is a whole
different breed of darkness, for as cruel and cold as Ceremon is and can be, he
does know where the line is, he brought his armies to the Dragon War for no
other reason than to protect the Everlands, Hare simply sat by waiting for us
to die, the only act he perpetrated during that war was the torture and rape of
the Dragon Warlocks daughters, sent her home in a dozen pieces” Kane shifted
awkwardly “There is not an ounce of remorse in that creature, and werewolves
are as they sound half man half wolf, same thing that would have taken me had
Aerian and yourself not been on the field that day. Very strong, single minded
and hard to stop, thankfully none too bright except for Trila, he has grown
with Hareavor and as such is fiercely loyal and almost a part of him”
His eyes now settled on
Aishani “They do not care for family, nor loyalty, Hareavor only tolerates
Ceremon because Ceremon is key to understanding his own power, or Ceremon is
the only man Hare has loyalty to I couldn’t say for sure, but he does have a
dangerous affliction for rape and torture no matter race or gender”
Aishani met his gaze with
her singular golden hue after the press of his lips to her forehead, an
understanding to her patience and intelligence washing over him. She remained
by his side in silence, her presence always slithering into his senses and
fending off the mouldy moisture from the cellar. She looked to
the sconces that came to life and illuminated the area in dull eerie light.
Quietly, she stood aside, until the grating sound erupted in a shatter
of the silence. Advancing in the silence that followed with the wall
falling into the ground to reveal the interior of a burnt lab. She moved to
various equipment, inspecting with her eyes narrowed. At the instant he
spoke, she turned her attention to Kane. "You make it seem as though he
had no right to turn and burn this lab, I am sure it harbours hate and anger in
him." She picked up a book when she moved to stand near to Kane, blowing
on the binding with a brush of her fingertips, then set it down to walk away.
"You keep speaking of darkness...like it is a plague, everyone has the
darkness in them, Kane. We ALL have it. Granted. It appears differently
in others." She allowed for his words to enter more, looking to his
lean. "He is waiting for the right time. Hare. If he is as cruel,
heartless of a beast as you say and has his werewolf companion...he is waiting
for the moment to strike Ceremon down and with my...well Z'ress in the picture,
this could be...bad..."
“I’ve had time to deal with
Hades darkness, it was our genetics that amplified the human desire for
complete power, he … well has a wicked grasp with fire, I know we all have a darkness
it’s a defence system, merely meant his was out of control for a time. As for
Hare, well that’s a whole different field, I wouldn’t even call it darkness
with him, just pure unfiltered evil” Kane shrugged softly “He already knows his
attack point we can be sure of that, we have to wait until he tries, a concept
I am not so comfortable with”
He finally slid off the
desk and down into the dirt shoving aside several crisp books before reaching
into the floor another click and another panel exposed down into a darker much
colder place “I hate this place” he murmured softly before climbing down, the
air sickened with stench of death and decay, Kane flicked his wrist and a
shower of flames burst forth settling alight anything it could touch, the room
was round and of solid stone, the walls covered in chains and skeletal corpses.
“I have been in here twice since we found out about this place, once to let
anyone go who was still alive and now” His voice was edged with an uncertainty
“One of these has our answers, what they are I will know when I find her”
"Of course,"
Aishani nodded, though, lounged against the desk now with her fingers
curled at the rim and legs extended out with a link at her ankles. She watched
him again in silence, considering him while straightening and tilting her head
to the presence of the now open panel. She placed a hand upon his shoulder to
offer him a show of silent support and strength, while the death lingered with
decay, it was her scent that masked the smell to be as though through a veil.
She looked around the round room, then tested the chains briefly, while being
respectful of the skeletons. "She?"
“Yes, she was Ascondias
sister, and the first to be taken by Ceremon. The Exaltias are perhaps the only
family we know of that predate ours. They are also the most powerful, even
diluted down the ability to open transdimensional portals wouldn’t be beyond
their capabilities, Ascondia can open them easy enough but I’m sure it wasn’t
her based on the location alone” Kane cocked his head slightly as he circled
the room “We were going to bring her up to lay her to rest but our hands were
tied by my former wife and she ordered the crypt sealed and not to be
disturbed, evidently I just breached that rule” Kane slowed as he knelt beside
a corpse his hand ran through the dirt for a moment before his eyes closed “I
had a theory that we were the last to be born of his blood, and after Arianna
disappeared without traced, to be found in this hell hole afterward, I am
fairly sure that he did indeed father another child and somehow that line is
responsible for not one but two vortices been opened, the first bringing the
dragons and the second, well that brought you”
“To open them the line has
to be pure which is why with enough preparation and rest I can open them,
Ceremon, Ascondia, Sarantha, Aerian are about the others capable or so we
thought” Kane sighed softly he bowed slightly to the corpse before walking back
to Aishani
“It seems we have a piece of the puzzle, now we should let the dead
rest”
Aishani remained
silent at the entry of the room, simply content to watch. She
silently allowed for his words to seep in, moistening her lips. She lifted a
hand to lightly rub at the back of her neck, appearing to be mildly
confused. "So...wait, if, I understand correctly. The ones that I know of
in that list are Ceremon and Ascondia and Aerian. Who is Sarantha? Also,
what piece of the puzzle are you speaking of? I appear to be even more confused
than we started, Kane. Trust, me, I am struggling to understand, I am not from
this realm and it is much different than my own." She skimmed her eyes
over the round room, resting on the skeletons, but then tipped her head and
spoke in a soft language, it was her native tongue and dripped as luscious
as silk, but it was unneeded to be spoke in common to understand that she
was paying her own personal respects. Then stepped back to leave the room
with Kane.
“I know it’s a lot to take
in, which granted is mostly just me rambling in thought” Kane smiled softly as
he ran his hand back over the panel to seal it shut. He stood now resting back
on the desk “Forgive me, I didn’t mean to drop so much information on you, but
it serves the greater picture if so much information isn’t in just one person’s
hands. So the remains down there are mostly early experiments of Ceremons, as
he tried to find a way to duplicate his children’s powers in the hands of just
one vessel as he liked to call them” Kane shifted awkwardly “But one is Arianna
who was taken by Ceremon and I suspected had a child, at some point I’m
assuming he lost they child and they vanished into the wind, this has never
been confirmed and despite my observations below is still guess work.”
Kane paused a moment to
allow her to digest the information “So that been the information we haves
means we can reasonably guess that, our half-sister or a descendant of that
sister is responsible for opening the vortex, because we can safely eliminate
everyone else we know is capable of doing it. Or at least I’m fairly sure we
can”
“Sarantha is the realms
only true White Mage, her family are responsible for the balance of the very
realm itself, and when I say family I mean just her, the Ravensfields have
watched over the health of the Everlands for some time and they are created by
the realm or at least that’s how we believe it works. Hard to say their history
is closely guarded”
Kane shrugged softly “But it’s her duty to protect not
harm, so we can take her out of the equation as well” Kane looked to her “Any
of this making sense?”
"So essentially, it
could be any of those that you have named that opened the vortex, or this
possible half-sibling which we really have no concrete proof that exists in the
first place."
She folded her arms behind her back, drinking in the
interior of this burnt lab. "Though, there is a possibility that Hare and
his little dog will be after us due to that and another called Alastair. We
need to be on our toes, but, more than that we have to find answers."
“Grimloshi? What does he
have to do with this?” Kane looked almost perplexed “The last I heard of him he
was in a dungeon beneath the castle after he attempted to rape Ascondia, though
I’m perplexed as to why she didn’t cut his heart out but nevertheless, I
suspect Hare wants us for your mother, or they want to pull you away from me to
lower my defences”
Kane shrugged softly in thought before looking to her as he
slipped off the desk his eyes settled on her, her scent now once more settling
him “We’re a threat together it would seem, you and I seem to be at the centre
of something neither of us wanted to be”
Aishani considered him,
while, lifting a shoulder in a shrug. "I'm simply ensuring that you have
all agents covered, Kane. I have not heard pleasant things about Alastair,
doesn't surprise me, since Aerian is the one that brought it up to me. In fact,
he was the one that put out the bounty on me." She turned to face him with
her golden eyes, a smirk forming slowly on her luscious lips. "Yes,
perhaps, though, I absolutely love something in MY centre. We are a
formidable force, that is for sure, so we need to stick together to strengthen
that, but, with Aerian and Hades, it will be even more of a danger."
“I am grateful for your
counsel my love, it makes thinking so much easier with you here, at least
puzzle thinking” He grinned softly “And as long as we are on Elcarus ground,
the advantage remains ours” Kane smiled softly “Now I think it’s time we got
out of this place, I never was too comfortable in areas where my fathers soul
have been” He slid from the desk and made his way to the door, as they step
through the wall slid back into place.
They made their way back
through the cellar but through another route that brought them out behind the
Mansion into the open grounds and the rain that now hammered down, Kane merely
looked up and groaned “Come on” he muttered darkly “Well the weather is beyond
unfortunately”
Aishani winked to Kane and
then chuckled, while her succulent aroma caressed him and added a sense of
clarity beyond that of the residual soul of Ceremon. She curled her
fingers within his while they left behind the haunting lab and cellar, now
standing behind the mansion. An impish grin formed on her face to his
dismal reaction to the pounding rain, but, she gathered his hand and pulled on
it, spinning in the rain as it pelted her face and soaked her tunic, leather
beading with the water, but, through the transparency of her tunic the dark
flesh with the dark buds was seen.
"Don't be so smug. Enjoy it! It's beautiful. It annoys, gives life, causes
floods and even makes for slippery sex."
“Now that we can both
agree on” He smiled stepping to her his hands catching her hips firmly halting
her movement, his eyes met hers as he moved to catch her lips, long deep and
lingering his hands drawing her tight against him, his body crackled with a
deep desire only brought out in her presence.
Aishani tilted her
chin a slight to compensate for the height difference, then instead, leapt up
to wrap her legs around his waist with a link of the ankles at his back. Her
lips moulding against his, while the caress of the rain trickled upon
their faces and hair, lifting her scent even more to his senses. The kiss
moulded to each other, deepening the affection while her hand cupped at his
cheeks, she parted after a drag of her teeth to his lip with an articulate
plop. A smirk on her lips while the rain glistened on the surface and she
brushed some hair from his features. "So, now, where to?"
“I still owe you
some new clothes” He smiled softly “So a visit to our seamstress seems to be in
order, she should have what we need ready by now” his hands slipped up her back
as he returned to the kiss “But seeing how your already wet perhaps I should
help with that?” his voice carried a tease that was as full of intent as the
act of his hands running back along her spine.
"Excellent."
She said but dove deeply into the kiss again, her fingers weaving into his wet
hair and becoming tangled in the passion that her lips spoke eagerly against
his. Her scent was even more smouldering to his senses as her taste was just as
divine in the crispness of the rain. But she unwound from him in a slide down
his body, to land on her knees. "I bet this is a first..." Aishani
whispered, struggling to find the way to open his pants then fingers
landing on the zipper. She tugged it down and slipped her hand within, while,
the rain continued to pour upon her and threaten his uncovered beast, but, then
the heat of her lips enveloped him. Tongue pinned initially,
then roaming in praise to stimulate the thing flesh wrapping, forcing
him as deeply as possible and effectively in her throat. But, she didn't stop
and continued to feast on him, her golden eye humming softly in the dim
light, while her lips were stretched to accommodate the girth.
His body tensed as
she took control of his raging erection, a low growl as she swallowed him down,
each time his member disappeared down her throat he would moan deeply, the
speed at which she carried out the act built his need extremely quickly, his
hands wrapped into her hair as he allowed her to continue against him.
The air was cool as
the rain came down in near sheets quickly soaking through their clothes his
hand tensed blocking her from finishing him to quickly as he sunk into the dirt
in front of her kissing her hungrily before they collapsed into the cold damp
earth, his hands fumbled at her waist to ease her leggings down just enough to
allow his hand to find her heated core his fingers dipping deep into her.
Aishani gasped when his fleshy morsel was removed abruptly
from the heat of her mouth, looking to him through lust lidded eyes, but
the response of her lips fell upon his own when the kiss was inducted. Now, her
heat absent from his tool, it was replaced with the stroking by the palm of her
hand.
Her other hand assisted Kane in the open of her leggings, in that instant that
they collapsed and a stillness froze her lips in a tilt of her head back in a
growl to the announcement of his digit sunk into her heated core and embraced
by the molten silk folds of her passage. Her lips returned to his with an
articulate smack, slick muscle not hesitating to breech his lips, a hand
curling into the threads of his own hair, before yanking back and biting at
that soft spot that connected his neck and shoulder, lapping at the surface.
Her scent overwhelming as the crispness of the rain appeared to
infuse such even more with such clarity it was amazing.
His mind was awash
with the deep seated need for her, her scent and the scent of fresh rain only
served to heighten the whole mix as he sunk deep into the kiss, caressing her
tongue against hers. His hand now flicked against her clit before slipping deep
into her slowly slipping back from her heated centre before plunging back into
her.
His free hand
slipped from her hair and down over her breast caressing the nipple through the
now soaked fabric. As he slowly broke the kiss he looked into her eyes his
breathing hoarse and broken.
Her slick muscle
twirled and pranced against his on the dance floor of their passion, still
stroking with her hand and alternating between the pressure and angle. A gasp
and growl fed into the kiss when his digit departed from the molten heat of her
core to flick over her secret button and then to return, upon reflex her
body angled to press into him with a roll of her hips with her dark buds pert
in arousal. She then pulled down her leggings to her shins, pushing him to
his back while, lifting herself up to place his exposed member to her hot
passage.
Lowering herself with a drop, causing him to be surrounded by the heat of her
body, throbbing against his in the incredibly tight embrace that guided
him to breech past the sanctum to her gates, ankles still linked by the
fabric as she rolled her hips and pressed downward with her abdomen to cause a
stir within her womb then it went deeper and pressed into the very back of her
sanctum, causing her to tilt her head back with a howl of pleasure.
Feeling his length
entering her, the wave of heat rolled off her as a low moan slipped from his
lips, his back arced pushing him deeper up against her, and slowly his hips
rolled grinding himself against her pelvic bone.
The rain wasn’t
even notable to them now heat from their bodies meshed to form a bubble that
suspended them in each other. The heat of her surrounding him only served to
heighten the moment as his hands now raked down the wet fabric of her shirt
urging her against him harder.
Aishani tilted her
head back while giving praise to this moment, the rain cruelly pounding upon
her face and body, though, worked her hips in a clockwise and counter clockwise
gyration and looked down to him with her hands pressed against her tunic. Her
palms cradled her bosom with index and thumb rolling and pinching the notable
buds, then that was enough and she pulled down the neckline to expose the
glorious ashen mounds now splattering with water, beading and rolling
down with the very bridge of her nips. In that very moment, his hands raked
down her back to the urge. She gave in while her sounds were nearing
grunts to screams, literally bouncing violently upon him with each stride
pushing into her core to claim her very womb, to fill her. Then he
felt the throbbing of her flower beginning to come alive, then he felt the
pressure that threatened to force him out, but, then he felt the rush of heat
and she stiffened with an arch back and quivered, the silken folds milking him
and pleading. She collapsed down now, pressed against his, her lips lusting upon
his flesh, then to his lips with a passionate kiss, spilling with such emotion
that it was smothering him with her presence and scent that was amazing.
As he felt himself erupt
filling her hard with his seed his whole body shuddered, as she collapsed toward
him his hands caught her hair dragging her into that violent kiss, eager and
hungry all in the same sense. His eyes closed just a little before he broke
from the kiss.
With intent he turned her
body hitting the now soaked ground with a splash as she displaced the water
beneath his hand had rid her of the now soaked legs dumping them beside in that
moment he was upon on her driving himself back into her, her scent and the rain
had kept him alive his hands locked her arms over her head as he now took to a
more violent force each thrust sent the sound of wet flesh colliding with wet
flesh echoing around them. His rhythm was both forceful and aggressive with
express desire of filling her a second time, the force with which he buried
himself inside her would leave them stinging in the moment before their naked
flesh collided again.
It was long before he
growled his mouth coming down against her breast in a rough bite against the
tender flesh his back tense as again he erupted inside her filling her once
more.
A growl parted her
lips to the inflation of his fleshy tube that pressed against her folds
throbbing with life due to the stimulation her body was indulging in. She
fell into the intensity of the kiss, the carnal hunger raging within both
lovers, it was like a wave of desire that crashed against both of them.
The sound that broke the embrace left Aishani gasping for air, suckling on
his lower lip, but the lock was shattered when in the soaked ground she was
turned with a grunt of surprise to the control that he forced upon her. But, a
smirk formed on her lips while, Aishani appeared to be even more aroused due to
this turn of events. When her arms lifted to work upon his back beneath
the cloak, she was found in the manacles of his hands, writhing beneath him
with each clap of their flesh upon flesh intense. The water was tranquil in the
rhythm, while the song of their bodies was splashing, slippery. The
forcefulness that he thrust upon her increased a violet to her
cheeks and the volume of her voice new no boundaries between every scream
that was cut short by the abuse at her hips, eyes rolling into the back of her
skull with mouth hung open. A hiss slithered past her lips to the ferocious
bite upon her bosom, while his whisper of release rose in the instant the
explosion occurred Kane caught her own rushing forth to greet his. In the press
of his mouth upon her bosom, now, he began to taste her in all the rush of her
fiery blood, as a few droplets trickled upon his pallet to such a luscious
crimson essence.
He lay against her for
that moment before slowly easing back to his knees a wicked smile on his face
as he looked to their now soaked clothes in a pile in the ground. “Well now
this is going to be fun” His eyes caught hers with a sparkle “How are we to get
indoors and get dressed without the entire house knowing we are currently half
naked?”
Somehow during the
entire intimate moment, her clothing was removed and now she lay upon the
soaked ground, glistening like a goddess amongst the falling rain. She propped
herself up, as the spider web markings, upon her under sternum and just above
her naval, glistened in the light almost as though winking to him. A smirk
forming slowly upon her lush lips. "That does pose a problem. I thought we
were going to see this seamstress? Unfortunately, I have no clean clothing with
me..." But, she adjusted to stand, looking around and gathering her wet
clothing in her arms then lifting Kane's cloak to drape over his shoulders.
"I have an idea. Carry me. So long as I am in physical contact with
you, I can force a blink to move the both of us."
“Well wont be the first time I’ve arrived at Elsa’s naked and soaked from the
rain” He looked to her “A long story I promise to share someday” With that he
scooped her into his arms standing, he dragged their clothes into a pile at his
feet and with a smile nodded “The shop is on the inner edge of town, south of
the market, she has a block up on me dropping in so let’s hope your’s lets us
through, blinking may prove most useful for us soon enough”
He held her tight to him,
feeling the world around them disappear in the instant they reappeared the
sweet scent of various herbs filled both their senses and the scream of a young
woman.
“My dear god Lord Elcarus,
what in the twelve are you doing!” The woman was all with dark blonde curls, as
she now stood with her hands at her hips, the glare was all but show as she now
caught sight of Aishani as she unfurled from Kanes arms “Well now has my Lord
found himself a lady?”
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