Fantasy Descendants of the Curse

[Valjean24601]

"You and the boys sleep at a friend's so I can get an entire nights sleep?"
He chuckled lowly, and as she wrapped a slender leg around him a soft growl rose in his throat as he nipped lightly at her lip and-
His nose twitched. Something smelled amiss about his mate, especially beneath her nose and all along her lip.
Witchling.
The growl grew from one of pleasure to one of frustration and he slid a hand beneath her back, shoving her firmly towards him as he inhaled her scent deeply. He could tell she had washed and yet still he lingered.
"What have you done?"
He untangled himself from his mate and pushed himself away from her.

 

[Valjean24601]

He grabbed feebly at the wall in order to stay upright as his emotions caused an incredible burst of power to surge through him. He shuddered as he heard her footsteps.
Stupid! Why won't she listen?
"I said stay back! I have to leave!"
He turned on his heel to put his point more firmly only to have an orb of light speed from his outstretched hand and whiz meer inches past Phiona's face- singeing her raven curls.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

(Yay you remembered what Fredric did.)

Amber stumbled back confused as he pushed her away only to pause when she remembered Fredric's kiss. She frowned knowing that's what he could smell. "I went back to the cave to look for you and the boys, but you weren't there. Fredric was and so I wanted to thank him for watching the pups, and in the middle of my thanking him he kissed me." She frowned now annoyed at the memory of it. "I felt betrayed after that and I slapped him, then banished him from coming near me or my family. I didn't know he was going to kiss me, if I had, I would have never of went back there." She said looking up at her mate apologetically, and mentally cursing herself for not cleaning herself again.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

"Jacques!" She ended his name in a squeak of fright as she could smell her burnt hair. But finally she listened and left him only to summon the medical staff to his aid, which would include his mother. She was worried for him yet more people were gathering around and she knew she should be leaving soon. So looking one last time at the burnt hole in the wall that could have been her face she left in search of Gaston avoiding walking past her room as she did. Her hair was clearly burnt, her eyes and cheeks were still red and the front of her shirt was covered in tears, she looked like the definition of a mess and she hadn't even been gone that long.

 

[Valjean24601]

Apollo shook his head in disbelief and turned away from her, pulling on his trousers and loose cotton shirt. He was quiet, forebodingly so, distant and angry.
"I told you I'd wage wars for you, I have waged wars for you and still you invite a third party into our union. I have no patience or time for that, Amber. I am not my sister and I won't share my mate with some common filth!"
His hands trembled as he pushed them through his hair in absolute frustration.
"Will I always have to share you with him? As long as he lives I will have to won't I? Next you'll tell me you share children with him as well."
Apollo paced, attempting to calm his body and mind.

 

[Valjean24601]

Gaston waited patiently in the front foyer of the coven house, playing methodically with a small bluish orb between his fingers. The violet colour of his own magic was always so familiar and comforting and it was strange seeing a different fluorescent hue spark and slide through his fingers.
He waited quietly for Phiona, hoping she was alright and would hurry along as the whole of the house would soon be awake.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Amber frowned wiping off her now wet clothes and looking to Apollo but didn't say anything for some time. "I understand why this upsets you, but understand that I would and have waged wars for you as well. You share me with no one of that I assure you. I did not ask him to kiss me, and it was an act of betrayal that I delt with." She ran her hands through her hair a habit she picked up from Apollo and sighed. "I love you Apollo, no one else. I have not betrayed you and have no intention to." She moved closer to him her golden brown eyes meeting his as she pleaded with him. "Since we mated I have been yours and yours alone, you know this."

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Hearing the sounds of everyone else moving about Phiona quicken her pace and she went over to Gaston and immediately hugged him. "We need to go." She muttered as she still looked like a mess but did not bother putting her glamor back on, and didn't mention anything about Jacques's strange outburst she just grabbed her luggage and started walking out of the building to the horse's stables.

 

[Valjean24601]

He growled softly and shook his head. He was angry and frustrated. Angry that Fredric had done this and angry that Amber had allowed it and frustrated even more so to think that his mate would want the witchling like that.
He turned quickly and wrapped his arm tightly around her waist, his forehead pressed against hers and he backed her up against the wall of the stony den. His other arm braced the two of them against the wall.
"Why don't you hate me after all that I've done to you? What stops you from leaving me for him or some other mutt?"
His body was hulking compared to hers and he rested against, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck.

 

[Valjean24601]

"Phiona?"
Gaston jumped as she rushed towards him in such a fluster and he immediately grabbed his bags, following her to the stables.
"Phiona slow down!" He chuckled unaware of the events that had just occurred,"you're more eager to leave by the minute, what's gotten into you?"

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Amber grunted slightly in surprise as he suddenly held her so tightly against him yet she did not fight it, but instead rested her hand on his shoulder the other gently patting his hair as she knew if he really wanted to he would only have to squeeze her a little harder and he would crush her small frame in his hands. "I don't know..." She muttered remembering how in the beginning she tried leaving him many times, and almost killed herself twice. Yet it was always he who would find a way to revive her, and slowly he began to change. She believed their mated bond was the biggest reason for it, but when things got bad, both for her and the pack he was there, and no matter what she did to herself, or to him. He never kicked her out, never threatened her life and even in their fights he would always forgive her eventually. And after all they had went through together and all the good he had done for her, and all the bad she had done to him, she eventually forgave him and her love for him would follow. Yet she didn't know what to say, or how to explain all that to him. "I don't know how to explain it Apollo, I love you, I can't discribe my love as beautifully as you can, but just know that I love you and would lay down my life for you in a heartbeat."

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

"I'd rather not talk about it." She said drying her eyes as she tossed her things onto the trolly that was hooked onto her horse then readied herself to get on. But found that she was in such a fluster that she didn't put the saddle on correctly and when she went to get on she fell flat on her back. Where she just laid there silently crying as she looked up at the morning sky.

 

[Valjean24601]

"I was forgiving and allowed him his life for your sake and he chose to show his gratitude by forcing himself onto you."
Apollo growled quietly, his breath hot against the skin of her throat.
"I won't be so merciful again. I have said before I'm not the alpha I was but perhaps I've become too soft."
The alpha allowed himself to be held by his sweet little mate. He would have gladly had the witchling murdered but he feared even more so what Amber would've thought of him if he had.

 

[Valjean24601]

Gaston was by her side in an instant and was pulling her into his lap, immensely confused by her erratic behaviour.
"What has gotten into you, Phiona?"
He held her plucked small pieces of dirt from her dress and wiped tears from her cheeks.
"We don't have to leave if you don't want to, little flower. I'll keep you with me until you're ready I just don't understand what's wrong? Talk to me. Please?"

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

"Do you forgot? We just wiped out an entire pack in one day, I would not consider that getting soft." She said in what was supposed to be a teasing manner but instead it came out as quite mutterings. "Fredric will have no more mercy from me. Should he return here you may do whatever you wish to him." She said pulling away from her mate enough to look him in the eyes so he could see how serious she was. Yet as she looked up at him she wondered if she trully was serious, if she could give Fredric such a sentence after all he had done for her and now for her family as well. Yes, yes she could. He had been warned plenty of times and forgiven far too many times. She could no longer have him straining her relationship with Apollo so she decided right there if she ever saw Fredric again, she would finish him herself.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Phiona curled up into Gaston's arms her shoulders gently shuddering as she whimpered quitely. "It's getting worse...no one knows the truth and no one cares for it either. It seems they would all rather imagine twisted lies about me, then even consider listening to the truth..." Her voice barely above a whisper as she felt so broken and weak. She could do nothing to stop her tormentors and she knew this was only going to get worse, especially if Xander was found guilty. "I don't know if I can live like this much longer." She whispered her eyes closed as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.

(What if while Phiona is gone Jacques learns about the rumors but doesn't know any truth besides the fact that Phiona was trying to defend herself. So he's hearing all these rumors like she was being intimate with Xander and attacked him when he didn't do it right, or that she was sleeping around with the teachers and thats how she got good grades, and plenty more ridiculous rumors but that, added to the fact that he can not find her makes him believe she left and he freaks out. I don't know if you were thinking something like what happened to Belladonna, even worse than that, or not as bad. Let me know what you think.)

 

[Valjean24601]

Apollo cradled her cheek in his hand and smiled softly, his thumb running across her incredibly soft skin although his brow remained furrowed, not entirely sure if he trusted her completely on the matter of the witchling.
"You say that now but when the time comes, little dove, are you certain you'll feel the same way? You've stopped me before what makes you think you won't stop me again, hm?"

 

[Valjean24601]

((I like the idea-- only I think it won't be a complete outburst like before I think maybe it's just one more thing that continues to cause him to derail.))

Still confused as to what events had upset her so horribly in the short time that she was gone he only hoped to comfort her. He helped her to her feet once more and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"Let's be gone then, shall we? I'll have you at home and safe before you know it."

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Amber meet Apollo's eyes unblinking. "I won't stop you, he has put far too much strain on us, on our family, on our pack..." She said her hand gently stroking his cheek then letting her fingers comb up through his bright red hair. "I won't have him here any longer. So should he be stupid enough to come back, then I will help you rid our lives of him."

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

(Kay, he's still going to go bad or just crazy, both or neither?)

Phiona nodded wiping her eyes one last time, it was odd having it be Jacques who helped her and kissed her forehead, let alone even be this close to her without blushing, but again she had to remind herself it was a glamor and that this was Gaston. Someone who wasn't afraid to show his emotions and was charismatic and charming, not nervous and awkward. It was amazing to think of how different Jacques was not just to his father but everyone in his family. Granted she had never met Jamison, but Jacques still seemed the odd man out. As all these thoughts and more went through her mind she got up on her horse and started riding towards her family's home.

They road past the crossroads and on ward for hours eventually stopping for lunch, where Phiona was in a better mood. She was still upset but not as bad since she and Gaston had shared some laughs on the way here and were now almost to her home. Removing a blanket from her saddle and unhooking a basket full of food Phiona set up a sort of picnic for the two so they could enjoy a halfway decent lunch.

 

[Valjean24601]

Apollo chuckled darkly and shook his head, turning away from her and unwinding once again from her grasp. It was hard to believe her when it came to anything that had to do with the witchling and as much as she reassured him--
He still couldn't shake the feeling of her tainted kiss and the scent of the witchling still on her mouth.
"We'll see, we'll see."

 

[Valjean24601]

((Both?))

With his glamour now dissipated Gaston felt all the more comfortable as he leaned back on his elbows in the grass. It felt good to rest after all that had happened over the past days and it felt good to be alone or mostly so. The coven house became awfully stuffy being full of students and spells and all manner of other magical and magnificent things and the open air was a welcome release from it all.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Amber frowned when he pulled away from her, looking down at herself and the broken bottles on the ground from when Apollo scooped her up. She felt disgusted with herself for letting Fredric kiss her, she should have stopped him out him in his place before he could even safe to try kissing her. Yet she let him telling him off only after it happened. Maybe Apollo was right? No. No he wasnt, Amber was done with Fredric she would entertain his existence in her life no more. That being said she didn't know how to reverse the damage done to her and Apollo's relationship. So she knelt down washing off her lips and picking up the broken bottles trying to be careful not to cut herself though she was unsuccesful having small slivers of glass slice into her soft fingers.

 

[EvelienLocalArtist]

Phiona was tired, even though it was only about noon it had been a long day. But as she sat on the blanket peeling her orange she didn't want to think of earlier today, she wanted to think only of seeing her family again and of getting to spend quality time with Gaston. "Are you nervous?" She asked eating pieces of her orange squeaking as juice squirted out of the orange surprising her.

 

[Valjean24601]

Apollo watched her silently now, his lids lowering as he inspected the small female figure before him. For one so seemingly delicate she seemed to cause an unreasonable amount of trouble for him, continuously complying to the phantoms of her past, specifically her former suitor.
Amber had said he was all she could want and yet she hadn't wanted him at all not so long ago when in turn she longed for the witchling but now turned him away. He knelt beside her and instead scooped the glass away from her, the tiny shards that sliced through her finger tips no match for his calloused hands.
"A while ago he seemed an unpromising man to me. Now he even resembles one of the gods, who hold high heaven. If only the man to be called my husband could be like this one, a man living here, if only this one were pleased to stay here."
Apollo quoted softly as he plucked the glass from the earthen floor.
"My mother often spoke of tales from The Odyssey, another poetic treasure from her Grecian roots. Nausikaa found herself entangled in a similar web of men and monsters. She could have all she wanted and yet she need only choose one and to choose wisely to be happy and to be safe,"
Apollo stood and moved towards the exit of the den,"choose wisely, little dove."