Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Twenty Eight ( Chapter 28 )

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

Keith glared as a familiar figure walked down his halls. "I don't remember letting you in here," he frowned as he glared at Elyssa."I wanted to check on him," she told him. "News has already spread of Fenrir's demise and of Neron's injuries."

Keith sighed. "Do what you want, but don't blame me when you put him into a coma."

Elyssa frowned and opened up his door.

"Mia?"

Elyssa held her hand to her heart and shook her head. "It's me, Elyssa."

"Oh," he said softly, turning his head to her, he tried to focus. "What...what are you doing here?"

"I came to see you silly." She sat beside him and stroked his head while he was unable to move. Before he could protest she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.

Neron's eyes rolled back as she kissed him. His body shuddering at her touch due to the sudden throbbing in his head.

Mia grabbed her head, dropping a plate and it shattering. "Damn it!" she screamed. She knew that pain. Forcing herself to make her way to the room, she grabbed Elyssa by the hair and pulled her back. "I made myself clear!" she snapped and threw her against a wall. "I killed someone yesterday and I'm not above ripping your head off!"

"Stop it!" Neron said, struggling to sit up.

Elyssa growled as she shoved Mia back. "I came here to check on him seeing as how you fucked up his powers last night and nearly got him killed!"

Mia punched her in the face. "Get out of this house and don't come see him again! You will kill him!"

Elyssa slapped Mia, her nails digging into her flesh. "No sooner than you will! At least I know what is best for him!"

Neron wanted to hold his head, but he couldn't move his arms. Using his shoulders, he tried to sit up. He could barely see what was going on, but he could feel the pain and anger.

"Lay down, Neron!" Mia ordered. Grabbing Elyssa, she threw her out of the room. Elyssa hit a table, and fell to the floor. "You are messing with the wrong master, bitch!"

Neron cursed as his body complied against his will. Laying back down, he couldn't move to stop this, knowing that it wouldn't end well.

Elyssa back handed Mia, smirking even as she wiped blood from her lips. "I was his master long before you were. I was his lover long before you were," she hissed. "So don't talk down to me!"

Mia grabbed her jaw. Her cheek was bleeding with nail marks and now she tasted blood. Anger poured into her. Lunging at Elyssa, she landed on her pinning her to the ground. Her fist came down hard on her face. "Don't sit there and tell me you love him! If you did you would understand that he is in pain every time he sees you! You're a selfish, old hag!"

Elyssa pulled at her hair while she screamed through a fat lip. "And you're a stuck up bitch! You think you love him like I do?"

Keith watched from his bedroom. A glass of wine in one hand and a bag of popcorn in another. "This is hot."

Mia screamed her hands came over Elyssa's hair and started banging her head on the floor. "I'm not stupid. I know he doesn't love me. And I know that my love will forever haunt me, but at least I stepped down when I found out about you. I gave you a chance and you blew it. Now I'm going to kick your fucking ass!" Mia's fist came down again.

Sephitia looked at Keith. "Should I stop them, master?" she asked and winced as Mia's fist connected with Elyssa's face again

"Nah, they need to work this out," he told her. Holding up the bag of popcorn he smiled. "Want some?"

"It doesn't matter what you think," she spat. Grabbing Mia's face she rolled over, forcing herself on top of her as she scratched at Mia’s face while her hands pounded into her. "I love him and he loves me! Even if I have to wait another four hundred years I'll have him! I'll-" Her hand was stopped as Neron's shadow held her fast.

He couldn't move, but his shadow could. "That's enough," he told them, his voice echoing through his shadow which wavered and faded as his strength weaned.

Mia took that moment to do exactly what Keith had taught her. Fight dirty. With Elyssa on her, she kicked her leg up, knocking Elyssa in the back of the head. Elyssa cried out. Mia shoved her back the stood and kicked her in the chest watching her fly back and it another wall. "Stay away from him. I will not warn you again. Next time I will take your life. I won't have you or anyone interfering in my warrior ability to fight. When I am dead and gone, you can do what the hell you wish, but until then, if I see you, if I so much as hear you, I will order your death," Mia said coldly.

Elyssa's eyes were wide as she glared at her. "Is that all you care about? Your warrior's ability to fight? Because if that's the case than you should end it now. Your heart is making him weak, he's going to suffer and die because of you. Don't you care about him at all? Would you really hurt him by ordering my death?"

"Elyssa don't talk to her like-" Neron's shadow wavered and then faded as his power waned completely.

"You do not get to tell me how to take care of him. It's not my fault I fell in love and it's not my fault that I have to let him go. I won't be like you. I won't go with him until the end and break my heart when I have to let him go. What I do with my heart is my business! And I will make it stronger, without having to break it further!" she screamed. "Now get out before I kick you out bone by bone!"

Elyssa chuckled and shook her head. "Foolish girl, I was just like you once upon a time." She shook her head as she wiped blood from her lips. "You should ask him yourself whether or not he loves you. He has a tendency to love that which he cannot have." She limped forward and looked into his room. "Goodbye my love. I will see you again soon when you are feeling better." Glaring at Mia, she spit in her face as she started out.

Mia wiped the spit off then followed her to the front door. As she opened it, Mia kicked her in the ass and slammed the door. Going to the kitchen sink and started washing the off her hands and face. She winced as the salty tears washed in her cuts.

"I should have invited her here years ago," Keith chuckled. "Things were never this interesting!"

Mia didn't bother looking at him. "Not now. I don't have the patience," she said. Sophitia walked up to her and took her face in her hands.

"She did a number on you, but you kicked her ass," she said smirking. "These shouldn't scar up," she added and grabbed the first aid kit.

"Just let Neron take them onto him," Keith said. "That way your beautiful face won't be so mangled."

Mia looked at him. "I will wear them proudly. I've been meaning to...thank you...for your help yesterday. If it wasn't for you...he wouldn't have been able to fight."

Keith chuckled and licked his lips. "Oh trust me, I didn't mind. Anytime you want a little encouragement my tongue and hands are happy to oblige."

Mia blushed and before she could say anything else, Sophitia pressed an alcohol pad on her face and she screamed. "It's not so bad."

Mia bit her lip while Sophitia cleaned her face. She looked at Keith. "Don't say stuff like that..."

"Hey you were the one getting freaky," he smirked. "Judging by what I felt before we got shot, you were thoroughly enjoying it too."

Mia blushed again. "Seriously, don't say that kind of stuff anymore."

"Why not? Who knows when you'll need a little pick me up again." He flicked his tongue out while staring at her.

"I just punched a girl. I will punch you too."

"Yeah, did I mention that was hot?" He played with his drink while staring at her. "So tell me, would you really have the guts to kill her?"

She paused a moment and looked down at her hand which was busted open. Sophitia started to clean it too. "Yes...I think I would have."

"Now tell me, would you kill her because her presence hurts Neron, or because you love him?"

"Both," Mia said honestly.

"I'm curious. What would killing her really accomplish for you? Other than the satisfaction of knowing that she's dead."

Mia grabbed another plate and put the food she had cooked on it. "I don't really care. Just knowing she was dead would have made me breathe easier."

He smirked and raised his glass. "I'll drink to that."

Mia grabbed his glass and downed it the handed it back to him. "I hate what I'm becoming..." she whispered and walked back to the room.

"We all have to change sometime."

Neron turned to her as she entered. His eyes narrowed as he tried to focus on the person. "Mia? That's you this time, right?"

"Yes, it's Mia," she said as she walked over to him and sat next to him. "Sorry about making you lay down. You can move now," she said and brought the spoon to his mouth. "Here, eat."

He opened his mouth so that he could have whatever it was that she was offering. He swallowed and turned to her. "About earlier," he told her. "If Elyssa's claims are true, she certainly has a funny way of showing it. I do not think I could love someone who is so willing to...well, I guess the proper term would be...be a bitch."

Mia laughed lightly. "You say that, but you don't remember her. Look...I don't want to order you to stay away from her, but if she comes near you, I want you to explain to her that her presence hurts you. She won't believe me...but maybe she will believe you." She gave him another bite.

He leaned forward and hate, hating how helpless he suddenly was. "Regardless, of what happened in the past, I will remember what has occurred in the present." He shook his head, wish that he could see her face. "Were you hurt too badly?"

Mia looked at her hand and then touched her face. It hurt, but she pushed the pain down. "I kicked her ass."

He smirked. "That's my girl," he whispered.

Mia put the food down. Slowly, her hand went to his face and caressed it. "Neron...I need you to know...I would have killed her...I would have killed her without hesitation."

Neron found himself leaning into her touch. "Why did you want to kill her?"

Mia bit her lip lightly. "To have you all to myself..." she whispered. She sounded psychotic.

Neron turned his face in her hand. "You would kill an innocent person, so that you would be the only person I care about?"

Mia pulled back quickly. Her hand fisted. "I've become obsessive..." she whispered. "Like all the other girls that wanted to keep you...I didn't want to be like them."

Neron sighed and bowed his head. "I do not know why," he told her. "Since I have entered, your life has been nothing but chaos, death, and disappointment. Why would anyone in their right mind wish to keep me around?"

Mia looked down at her lap. "The bound. I've never had anything like it before. The pull...the sensations...all of it is like a drug. I'm addicted to it and I don't want to give it up."

He nodded slowly. "It is...rather addictive," he whispered. "But you do realize if I win this, and by some miracle Perses decides to grant my freedom; I will be mortal. Our bond will still exist, but I do not know to what extent."

She nodded even though he couldn't see her. "Neron...do you love me? Just answer yes or no...there can't be an in between or a maybe. Just yes or no."

"Before I answer your question. Tell me what you will do with the information once I do give it to you."

"It's my deciding factor..." she said slowly.

"Deciding factor on what?" He looked at her, or at the very least had his head facing her. Not that it made much difference at the moment.

"That...I can't tell you because if I do, you might not answer honestly."

He bit his lip as he heard this. "Then I will not give you my answer," he whispered. "Not until I know what effects it will cause."

"I can promise you that I won't kill or hurt anyone because of it," she said placing her hand on his cheek again for reassurance.

He closed his eyes and leaned against her hand. "You are prepared for the worst?"

"Yes, I can take it," she said and pulled her hand back again.