Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Fourteen ( Chapter 14 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Mia woke the next day. Her eyes opened but everything was blurred. Light twisted making everything seem fuzzy. Rubbing her eyes, it fixed nothing, everything was still blended together. Her hands were shaking badly and she was cold. Looking down, she could see a blurry blue object on her. Her hands went down to touch it and decided it was a blanket. Her hands shook over her body as she realized she was wearing nothing but her panties. Where was she? Where was Neron? Pulling the blanket up her body as she sat up, her shaky hand went to her head. It was throbbing. She couldn't remember much about what happened before or about how she got to the place she was at. Was she kidnapped? Looking around, she still could only make out blurs of color and light. She didn't recognize anything.

Neron's hand slid down her back and her chest as he made her lie back down. "Your body is fighting a strong poison. I wouldn't suggest that you move too much."

Mia jumped at his touch. When she was moved to lay back down, her shaking hands started moving towards Neron's voice until she found his lips. Her finger tips traced his face before pulling back. "Where...are we?" she asked in a raspy voice.

"We're back at your home...er, apartment." He guided her hands down while he disappeared to her kitchen. He grabbed a can of liquid of and brought it to her. After struggling, he finally figured out how the top was opened. He lifted up her head and moved to sit down, placing her head in his lap he eased her up so that she could drink.

Mia drank the water from the bottle then moved her hands to his chest. "What happened?"

"You were poisoned sometime during my fight with the immortal," he explained. Setting the bottle of water beside the couch, he pressed his lips to her forehead to see if she was running a fever.

Mia closed her eyes and opened them again as he pressed his lips to her head. She had hoped that with each blink, she would get her vision back, but each time she opened her eyes again, she was greeted with blurs of color once more. She couldn't stop her hands from shaking. "I can't see if you are ok...are you ok?"

He pulled back from her and pulled her onto him more. "I'll be fine. I've suffered worse." He was pushing all his pain as far from him as possible. Most of his wounds had already healed save for some internal damage and splintered bones.

"I didn't ask if you suffered worse, I asked if you were ok," she said shaking her head. Flashes of the day before came rushing back to her and she closer her eyes. "There was a woman there...she smelled like Keith...maybe it was just the poison making a little crazy. Maybe there wasn't even a woman there. Did you kill him?"

He shook his head. "No, I had more pressing matters to concern myself with." He stroked her face as he looked at her eyes. He ran a finger in front of her face. He chose not to answer her other question. "What is wrong with your vision?"

Mia shrugged. "I just see blurs," she said and moved her hand to grab his finger. "I can still see movement...it's just in blurs of color. I can't make out details." She sat up and moved fully into his lap, hugging herself to him. He was warm and at the moment she was cold. "You should have finished the job. The poison obviously didn't work so you had time."

He groaned softly as she sat in his lap and wrapped herself around him. Pulling the blanket back over her naked form, he wrapped his arms around her. "The poison did work," he explained. "However, the poison was nullified when another immortal interfered."

Mia stiffened. "What? Why would an immortal do that?"

He shrugged. "It seemed that she was ordered to. Perhaps there are others like Loki which want to cause chaos."

"She?" Mia whispered. She pulled from him. "Neron...she smelled like Keith..."

"Relax," Neron told her. "You're still not well. Rest some more and we'll talk about this woman later." He did not know what she hoped to gain by saying this. She was nearly unconscious by the time that woman arrived to her. He didn't know whether she smelled like Keith or not, but that was something to investigate at a later time.

"No!" Mia yelled. Getting out of the bed, she fell to the ground with wobbly legs. Grabbing the edge of the bed, she pulled herself up. "Where are my clothes? Why exactly am I naked?"

"You're naked for two reasons. The first is that I had to take your clothes off to tend to your wounds." He left the second reason out for a reason. Standing he guided her back to the couch. "You can't see. Keith will still be wherever he is tomorrow. Right now my concern is you. Not some rogue immortal."

She pushed at him. "Get me my clothes now!" she yelled. "We are going over there even if I have to freaking crawl!"

Neron put a hand on her shoulder. "And what should happen if we're attacked en route? I have already failed at protecting you once. I will not let that happen again. With you unable to see to even walk or run away from the danger, I'm afraid I cannot compromise your safety until you are better."

Mia groaned but he was right. "Wait...can you take me down stairs? There is a pay phone."

"Yes, that should be acceptable." He went to her clothes and handed her a skirt and shirt to put on her.

Mia put the clothes on then let Neron help her up. She clung to him while her shaky legs were forced to make her go down the stairs of her building. Putting some money in the phone, she felt the numbers and dialed Keith. She was so confused. Her emotions were a mixture of anger, disappointment, gratefulness, and sadness.

Keith groaned as he answered the phone. Looking at his alarm clock he noticed that it was noon. "It's too early," he muttered into the phone. "Whatever you're selling I don't want any. Unless it's hookers...or porn. I'll take those."

"You are in huge trouble! Get your ass over to my apartment right now! And bring me a cell phone because I really need one! And that woman!" she screamed and slammed the phone down. Taking a few deep breaths, she calmed herself to keep the dizziness at bay. Leaning against Neron, she let him lift her and carry her back to the apartment.

Keith stared at the phone then but it back on the receiver. "Right...be right there," he muttered as he rolled over and went back to sleep.

Neron opened up the door and laid her back down on the bed. Pressing his lips to her forehead, he frowned as he stroked her face. "You still have a fever."

"I'm going to kill him..." she mumbled. "I'm going to yell at him until my throat explodes." Even as she said this her eyes were closing and she was drifting off. "He better come. I'm so mad..."

Neron smirked. Pressing his lips roughly against hers, he pinned her wrists down. "Be quiet and rest," he ordered as he pulled his lips away, letting his tongue flick over hers.

Mia didn't have the energy to fight against him. "He better come..." she repeated as she closed her eyes. "Do...that again..."

Crawling over her, he straddled her waist and leaned forward and kissed her roughly again, smiling as he watched her start to fall asleep.

Mia tried to fight the sleep. Having him over her was so much better than sleeping. As his lips washed over her, she drifted off, her body relaxing and the world fading from her mind.

Neron sat on top of her for a while, admiring her beauty for sometime before finally getting off and raiding her fridge. Healing made him hungry.

It was nearly eight o' clock before she began to stir again. He left the television and sat on the bed beside her, pressing his lips to her forehead. "Your fever is gone, that's good. How do you feel?"

Mia opened her eyes. For a moment, she thought the blurriness was still there, but as her eyes focused she could see everything clearly. "Did he come?"

Neron shook his head. "No, he's yet to come."

Mia groaned and sat up, her body feeling heavy. Getting out of the bed she walked slowly to the front door and down the stairs. Dialing Keith's number once more she tried to stay on her feet and awake while waiting for him to pick up.

Neron moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her to steady her while she was on the phone.

After the fourth ring Keith finally picked up his phone. There was blaring loud music and lots of people yelling in the background. Keith covered an ear with his finger as he looked at the number. "Hello? Who is this?"

"I'm hot, wet, and naked...I need you, Keith..." Mia said in her most seductive voice. If that didn't work then Keith was definitely not himself.

Neron nearly choked as he heard this.

The sound of music echoed in his phone which was long since discarded on the dance room floor. He was halfway across town, but somehow managed to make it to her apartment before she hung up. Jumping out of the car he had a pack of condoms in one hand and a black box full of kinky stuff in the other. He stopped when he saw her and Neron. "What the hell!? I left Asian twins for this? You're not wet or naked!"

Mia grabbed Keith's hair and walked up the stairs, stumbling. Getting into the apartment, she glared at him. "You are a liar! And I trusted you!"

Keith was still wincing, due to the fact that she had his hair in such a tight grip. "I'm a liar!? Why aren't you naked?"

She threw him back watching him hit the floor. Grabbing the wall to steady herself, she dug her nails into the wall trying to fight the sleep. "You're a master! And you lied to me! This whole time you've been pretending to help me when really you are plotting against me!" She started to cry. "Where you going to wait until I actually fucked you before you killed me or Neron or where you just going to do it when I trusted you the most....oh wait...I ALREADY TRUSTED YOU!"

Keith rubbed his shoulder. Looking at the condoms he wept. "Man...and I've been saving these for just this occasion."

Neron groaned and put his hands on her shoulders to steady her while she cried.

Keith looked at them and rolled his eyes. "What on earth makes you think that I'm a master?"

Mia held out her fist. "Come run into this because I don't have the energy to punch you myself!" she growled. "She smelled just like you! I'm not stupid!"

"Who smelled just like me? And if it's a girl, uh...hello, in case you haven't noticed I get around," he told her.

Mia threw herself off the wall and landed on Keith. She straddled his hips. "I will punch you until she comes out! I swear to God I'll do it!" she screamed and grabbed his shirt and she slammed him over and over again on the ground.

Keith smirked. "That's fine, I like it rough." His hands slid up her thighs on her skirt, stopping only when Neron's blade found itself nestled against his throat.

"That's funny, because I too enjoy it rough," he stated. His blade slid down Keith's neck, leaving a long cut until he reached his shirt. Raising his arm he quickly thrust his blade down to Keith's chest. His hand stopped inches from it as a whip wrapped around his wrist. Looking back he saw the girl from before, only this time she was wearing a skimpy maid outfit.

"Aww, Sophitia, I was finally going to get some from Mia," he whined as he pushed his hands further up her skirt.

"It would be smart for you to move that blade from my master," Sophitia said to Neron.

Mia glared daggers at Keith. "You bastard!" she screamed. She smacked his head and started to beat on his chest but exhaustion took her over and she collapsed on him. "I hate you so much right now," she mumbled.

Neron looked at the whip which held his hand. Black miasma flowed from his lips as he encased his hand in it. Pulling from the quickly dissolving whip, he lowered his blade and pulled Mia into his arms, glaring at Keith. "You spared my master's life, so I shall return the favor," he told her bluntly.

Keith looked up Mia's skirt from the angle he was at and whistled. Getting up he, winced as he rubbed his neck. "Sophitia, Neron, Neron, Sophitia. I'm sure you guys already know- Oh wait, that's right, you lost your memory didn't you?"

Neron stiffened. "Sophitia, I would suggest that if you want your master to keep his life you would tell him to watch his tongue."

"Master...please. If you wish me not to fight Mia's warrior, you must refrain from making him want to attack you," Sophitia said. She looked out the door, scanning the area before closing it. She leaned her back against it.

Mia turned her head on Neron's shoulder to look at Keith. "You better start talking or...or I'll mentally beat the shit out of you..."

Sophitia smiled. She had always been watching Mia because Keith had ordered it even before Neron was in the picture. She liked Mia. She liked the fact that Mia never gave Keith any slack but yet considered him her best friend. She had spunk and Sophitia respected that.

Keith shrugged and went to her fridge to get a drink. "What do you want to know? I'm a master. Been one for a while. It's pretty kick ass."

Mia clung to Neron, her nails digging into his skin in anger. "You self centered ass! All this time you knew how I've been struggling and you knew how much I really needed help and you didn't care! Tell me the truth! Did you lie just to get close to me so you could kill us?"

Keith downed a soda and looked at her. "Okay, Mia, you're a straight A student, but you're really dumb sometimes. Why would I have Sophitia save you if I wanted to kill you?"

Mia pulled herself from Neron's arms. "Then why in the hell would you keep this from me after everything!" She walked over to him and took the empty can. "Stop it...I don't have enough money to support you too."

Keith rolled his eyes. "There's a myriad of reasons why I didn't tell you. One, I still wanted and still want to score with you. I figured us being enemies and all that might but a lock on your panties. Secondly, well...I have my reasons. Suffice to say, I'm not your enemy, Mia. So don't treat me like one."

While the two humans bickered, Neron found himself staring at Sophitia. Not just because of her strange revealing clothing, but because other than Loki she was the first real immortal that he'd been able to look at and gaze upon with them trying to kill him. He had so many questions to ask her, he just hoped that she would answer them.

Mia reached in Keith's pocket and pulled out his wallet. She grabbed a dollar and handed him back the wallet. "For the soda...because not all of use have lived for thirty extra years and possibly robbed a million banks to get rich." She put the dollar with her other money then pushed her hair behind her ear. Reaching over, she hugged him. "Thank you, for saving me and for not wanting to kill me. I'm glad I mean that much to you. But...you are never getting into my panties."

As she said this he was already sliding her skirt up her thighs. "Why not? They're cute."

Mia kneed him in the growing and pulled from him. "Why do you always have to ruin the moment? You are making it really hard for me not to order Neron cut a certain member off you," she said crossing her arms. "Besides, you're warrior is the hottest thing I've seen," she said and glanced at Sophitia. "And...you make her wear costumes. She's like your dream girl. She has to do what you say." She smirked at Sophitia. "I feel so sorry for you."

Sophitia shrugged. "I've had worse masters."

Keith held his crotch and whimpered. "She's my maid," he said through tears. "My very sexy maid...." Limping over to Sophitia, he nuzzled her breasts as he held onto her.

Neron closed his eyes and shook his head. They who were once worshiped as gods reduced to this.

Mia grabbed a frying pan. "As long as you are in my presence, you will treat her with respect or I will crack your head open," she said through her teeth.

Sophitia laughed. "I told you I liked her. Makes it hard to want to protect you when some like her threatens your life."