Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Lost Ones ❯ Chapter Thirty Eight ( Chapter 38 )

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

"Yeah, I'm staying here," Loki told her with a smile. "Keith offered. He said to keep your friends close and your enemies closer."

"That wasn't an invitation," Keith groaned.

"You can't stay here. That creepy man will kill me in my sleep," Mia objected. "Tell him he can't stay here, Keith!"

"I've already told him that," Keith replied. "Twice."

"Edward won't hurt you," Loki smiled. "He has no reason to now. The only thing you have to worry about is Neron there coming to my bed at night."

"As if," he muttered. "Without my healing you'd kill me."

Mia placed her hands over her ears. "Shut up, Neron! I don't want to hear about your wonderful night with him! It's bad enough that I felt it!"

"It wasn't wonderful," Neron told her.

"You certainly seemed to enjoy it," Loki smirked.

Mia smacked Loki hard across the face. Tears streaked her face. "Don't you have any decency?" she said and quickly moved back to her room.

Loki smirked. "Nope. Not at all."

Neron glared at him. Going after Mia to calm her down.

Keith sighed and nodded to Sophitia. "Come on. I wanna talk to you," he told her not wanting Loki to overhear them.

Sophitia followed after Keith and let him shut his room door behind her. "Should I take off my clothes?"

"Only if you want to," he told her. Sitting down as his computer, he pulled up a few things and looked at her. "Tell me honestly, would you go against the gods for your freedom?"

"I would kill anyone for my freedom. You have no idea what it's like to be forced to fight and obey against your will year after year only to find out you have to do it all over again each time."

He nodded slowly as he heard this. "Okay, if that's what you want then I will stand beside you no matter what."

"I'm not doing this if it puts you in danger, master," she said moving to him. "I would never put you in any danger."

He smirked and shrugged. "It's no problem. I'm still immortal. You're not. Right now I'm better off than you are."

"I'm immortal, I just can die as easily as you now," she said.

He smirked. "Kinky." Rather than continue the joke, he looked at her and smiled. "No matter what happens, don't die. That's an order."

She smiled. "I will not fail you."

"You better not. You promised to stay here and be my maid. I'm going to hold you to that."

"I didn't say I would be your maid. I said I would stay. If anything...you'll be my maid."

His eyes widened at this. "Oh really? What makes you think that?"

"I'm a lot stronger than you and without the bond that makes me do what you say..." she smirked, "Let's just say me staying here will be a lot of fun. For me."

She laughed lightly and walked out.

He shuddered. Somehow finding that strangely...exciting. He knew that Sophitia would be able to feel it to. "Sophitia! Get back in here!"

Sophitia groaned. "Yes, master," she said and returned.

"Tell me," he said slowly as he looked her up and down. "If you had your freedom. If you stayed her. What would you do with your life? Other than uh... make me repay you for years of servitude."

"I can swear I've answered this to someone before..." she said. "Really, master, all I really want is to live. To walk on the streets and not have to worry about being attacked. To go out and eat without being on guard and watching after another human. To love and laugh freely. I just want to experience life the way the rest of the world has."

He smiled and nodded. "I know. I just wanted to hear it again," he told her. Standing he looked her over and nodded. "You'll be fine, Sophitia. If anything should ever happen to me, this place...my money, it's all yours."

"If something were to happen to you, master, I would be dead too."

"I mean after this. After you have your freedom from me. You'll be taken care of."

She smiled. "No offense, but I'm sure I can take care of myself. Maybe I'll get one of those job things or something."

He chuckled and caressed her arm. "Well, I could always pay you to be my maid." He reached down and pulled out her maid outfit, holding it in front of him. "Cause I don't think I'd look that cute in it."

Sophitia laughed hard. "We'll see."

He moved over and kissed her neck. "We could all die tomorrow. I want to find out now, master." A little role reversal. Sure, why not. That would be a first for him. He pushed Sophitia to the bed as he pulled off his shirt and crawled over her.

She smiled. "This...is interesting."

He ran the fabric of her costume over his flesh. Sitting back as he straddled her, he ran his hands over her body. "I figured it would be," he whispered. Leaning forward he kissed her neck. "What do you wish me to do?" That was definitely a first. He never asked her what she wanted.

She laughed. "Turn into a woman."

He smirked and pulled her outfit over him. "That's about as good as you're going to get I'm afraid, without a lot of surgery or magic."

She looked up at him. "You look ridiculous and not at all flattering," she said honestly. "And nothing like a woman. It's not much of a turn on."

Loki leaned on his door, smirking as he ate his apple. "She wants a woman, eh?" A mischievous grin graced the chaos pranksters lips. His eyes glowed as he decided to have his fun with them. Keith wanted to score. She wanted a woman. He could do that.

Keith rolled his eyes and pulled it off. "Fine," he said. "I'll just stick to the whips and chains then." He leaned back down and ran his hand over her body. "You know what?" He slid off of her and stood. "I'm not going to force you to have sex. You're not into guys, and it's no fun if you're not interested."

She sat up on her elbows smirking. "Since when?"

He shrugged. "I don't know," he admitted. "I guess I'm just tired of you not being attracted to me." He laughed and shook his head as he looked back at her. He closed his eyes and shuddered suddenly. "Anyway, I won't force you anymore. So hooray for you."

Sliding off the bed, she fixed herself. "Honestly I never expected this day to come and quite frankly I'm a little disappointed in you. You've never let anything stand in your way before. You are going soft," she pointed out.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm not going soft. I will probably end up ravaging you in between girls just as always."

"You are very contradicting. And I wouldn't call it 'ravishing.'"

"I'm allowed to be contradictory. I'm your master, and I'll call it whatever I desire."

"Go ahead. It's still wrong."

He rolled his eyes and stared at her. His hands fisted and he shook his head. "Screw it. Being nice is too much work." He pushed her back down on the bed and straddled her once more. "You're going to enjoy this," he ordered.

She smiled. "Ok."

"Damn straight," he muttered as he pulled at her clothes.

Loki frowned as he heard the sounds. That wasn't right. He should be a she. "It seems I'm going to have to try harder," he sighed.

Mia finally finished cleaning the room. She looked at Neron as she threw the last bit of glass in the trash. He was sitting on the bed and watched her clean the whole room herself only because she ordered him to sit and shut up because she needed to vent. She had cleaned in complete silence and cried during most of it, but with a clean room and now dried eyes, she sat down and let out a deep breath.

"You can talk and move now if you want," she said.

He groaned as he stretched his limbs and moved his mouth. "Gee, thanks master," he said sourly.

"It wasn't so bad. At least the room is cleaned now," she said as she played with her skirt.

"Speak for yourself. I've had to use the bathroom for the past hour." He stood, glaring at her as he hurried to the restroom.

She smiled. "Oh don't complain. Just think of the bright side...I didn't shoot Loki."

"That's a bright side?" He raped him practically. He wouldn't mind Loki taking a bullet in the face.

"Well, if I killed him, you would be mad. After all, I don't want to take the best thing you've ever had away," she said lowly.

He rolled his eyes at this. "Would you like me to go back to him master, seeing as how you believe me to prefer him over you."

"Would it make you happy?"

He looked back at her, surprised by her question. "Are you really asking me that?"

"Why do you think I'm so mad and upset about this, Neron? I felt everything you felt that night...and you are never that excited with me. You never feel that way with me. I can only imagine how you looked...what you did..." she said looking away from him. "It makes me wonder if you were that excited with Elyssa."

He kept his eyes trained to the ground as he shook his head. "Yes, I was excited," he told her finally. "A part of my body wanted it, because it knew that Loki and I had been together. It was almost as if it begged for it. My body did, not my heart or mind." Walking over to her, he looked at her. "Do you want to know the real reason I was excited? It wasn't because I was with him. It was because over the centuries I have become accustomed to the master slave dynamic. Accustomed to my masters being very dominant. A part of me was excited for that again. That was why I was excited. If you were dominant," he chuckled and shook his head, "I'd probably lose myself in a second because I love you."

"I'm not dominating and saying that only makes me feel weird. If you want someone dominate, then you picked the wrong person to love," she said. She turned her back to him and wiped her eyes. "What you’re saying is nearly the exact thing that I would say about why I was with Keith that time. He takes charge. He knows what he wants and he demands it. How would you feel if I sat here and told you I prefer that over what you give me? Not very awesome is it?"

He sighed and looked up at the ceiling. They were talking about killing gods, yet this is what she upset about. "No, I wouldn't imagine that I would be all that thrilled to hear that," he admitted as he looked back down at her.

"I need a smoke," she said standing. She walked out and walked to Keith's door. Knocking lightly, she waited.

Keith wrapped Sophitia's shirt around his waist as he walked to the door. "Uh...yeah, what's up? Want a threesome?"

Mia held out her hand. "I just want a cigarette," she said while keeping his eyes on his so she wouldn't look down. A blush formed on her cheeks.

"You certain? Sophitia wouldn't mind and neither would I." He smirked as he leaned against the door, letting the shirt fall to the ground.

Mia shook her hand for him to notice it was still empty. "I'm not in the mood. Can I please just have the cigarette?" She turned her head from him to look at the wall on the other side, trying hard to ignore the heat on her cheeks.

"Sure. Sophitia, would you bring me my cigarettes." He smirked as he watched her grab them, not bothering to cover herself as she moved beside him.

Mia quickly grabbed them and turned her back to them. "I...need a lighter."

"Sophitia, would you be a dear and light it for her?"

Sophitia reached for the lighter. "Never freaking mind!" Mia yelled.

She started to the front door. She would find her own damn lighter.

Neron exited his room about the time she stormed past him. He followed her outside, making certain to keep his distance in case she felt like stabbing him. That could prove to be fatal apparently.

Mia walked a good way away before finding a group of teens. "Hey!" she called to them. They looked over at her, picking up their skate boards. "Got a light?"One of the smirked and pulled out a lighter. Mia smiled and put the cigarette into her mouth and they lit it. "Thanks. You're a life saver."

Neron stayed to the shadows as he watched her interact with the group of teens. She seemed comfortable enough, but he didn't exactly feel sociable at the moment, so he would simply watch over her until she felt it was time to come back.

Mia sat on a large rock they were gathered around. They stared at her. "What?" she asked as she blew out smoke.

"You don't look like the smoking type," one of the boys said.

"I don't look like a lot of things but that doesn't mean I don't do a lot of things," she said. She offered them a smoke and they pulled out their own pack. She nodded.

"Why...exactly are you here? Not many girls come around here."

"That's not exactly true. Girls come here a lot, they just all go to that house over there," another said and pointed to Keith's house.

Mia smiled. "Yeah, that's Keith's house. He's a perv."

"You came from there." She nodded. "Then why are you here?"

"Because I'm having a bad day and I needed a smoke. The only way I could get it lit was to come here otherwise I'm sure Keith would have me in his room by now," she said as they smoked. "You come here to skate?"

They nodded. She looked at each boy. They looked about her age, all four of them. The car that was parked to the side had a college sticker on it. They probably came here a lot to blow off steam. It was a good place to skate, lots of hills and construction sites for new houses.

Neron flexed his hands, feeling his blades shift beneath his flesh. While she mingled with the guys, he wanted to experience with his mortality. The blade slowly slid out of his wrist. He hissed as the blade moved, blood pouring down his arm. He stopped when the blade moved halfway out. He quickly forced it back into his arm. The blood wasn't stopping. His blades were the basis of his powers. If he used them now he would likely bleed out. He applied pressure to the wound, hoping into a tree and getting into a comfortable position so he could watch her.

Mia winced and her hand went to her arm. "What's wrong?" one of them asked.

"Just sharp pains. It's letting me know that someone is being a dumb ass," she said. She finished her cigarette and threw it on the ground. "Thanks." She said and turned.

"Here," one of them said and she turned to him. He handed her a lighter. "So you don't have to get stuck in his room."

She smiled. "I'd kiss you if it wasn't for the fact that you might die right afterward." He hesitated. "Over protective..."

"Boyfriend?"

She shrugged. "Sort of," she said and took the lighter. "Later."

They waved and she started back to the house.