by TheSongOfTheStars » Sun Oct 01, 2017 6:21 pm
"You love me?"
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"You lied to me!"
Jade's scream was broken with the agony of his betrayal.
"You lied about everything."
Vrell stared at her from across the wooded copse, his paws stained with the fight with the Sykans.
No.
No.
She couldn't know that.
"Jade. No. What are you talking about, I'd never-"
She struggled to sit up, a scrap of paper dangling from her claws.
"This. This. You..."
Shuddering she fell back against the tree, her wounds beginning to overcome her.
A thin whisper leaked past her mouth before her eyes fells shut.
"You... monster."
"No. No. Jade," Vrell raced to her side, cradling her lolling head "I'm... I'm sorry! Please, I'm sorry! I won't do this! Just stay awake!"
He stared around, helplessness enveloped him, then taking a huge breath slipped his arms around her and lifted her up. He had to bring her to help.
Jen-suk stared down at Vrell.
The young tiger's handsome face was streaked with tears and blood, his well groomed fur was torn and ripped out in patches, and emotional agony distorted it all into a desperate plea.
"You have to save her, Jen-suk. Please. You have to. She's... she's going to die."
He sank to his knees, gray eyes burning with anguish.
The panther turned his gaze to the inert form, that lay in the tatters of its own clothing, stained thickly with red streaks.
He'd sent Vrell for her, to lure her in like a fish on a line. But the hook had gone too deep, the fight had been too much.
It wasn't anything more than he had expected.
But what he had not counted on was Vrell, sobbing, terrified, begging for her life. Vrell, who had burned with hatred for Kif and his family. Who wanted nothing more than to see their downfall.
"I will do what I can for her. You should go rest."
Gulping out his thanks, Vrell staggered away, disappearing down the stairs.
Jen-suk watched him for a second, before hurrying to his vials and medicines.
He remember well the day the Xheng Firen had died. He hadn't seen it happen, but it was still a great relief when he came on his master, laying in the snow.
Xheng had been crazed with his own ideas, drunk on his own power, but his death shaped Vrell more than his life ever had and the young boy fastened onto the ideas that his father indoctrinated him with.
Those radical ideas where what caused him to be dissatisfied with the life at the Mont and the nonviolent ways of the snow leopards.
Jen-suk had known that an outright opposition of Xheng's ideas would drive Vrell away from him, but he had hoped that slowly re-shaping Vrell's mind would bring healing from the poisons of his father.
But over the years the hatred for Kif and his family burned continuously...until now.
Jen-suk paused in stitching close one of Jade's wounds.
Could she be his salvation?
Despite the things their father's had done to each other, could they overcome their families colored past?
But Jen-suk himself had committed his own crimes against Jade, and despite all her wounds, he knew the ferocity of a warrior who faces what they believe to be their greatest enemy.
So after the exhaustive chore of cleaning every cut and binding every wound, Jen-suk lifted the inert tiger and drug her over to the bed on the next wall, where he strapped her arms and legs to the side using the large metal cuffs.
Then he turned and followed Vrell down the stairs.
He found the young tiger huddled next to a new fire, his shoulders slumped and his head sunk down on his chest.
"Is she going to be alright?"
"I do believe that she will survive."
Jen-suk sat across from Vrell, watching the tiger's face as the gray eyes glanced between Jen-suk and the fire.
"What happened, Vrell?"
Vrell's mouth opened and closed several times before he found his words.
"I don't know."
Jen-suk didn't reply, but locked Vrell in a long searching gaze, waiting for him to admit.
"I didn't realize..." Vrell started in a broken voice "That I would understand her. That I would begin to-to care. She... got me to let my guard down and then-"
he broke himself off with a weak sniffle.
"Then you realized that she was not her father."
Vrell shook his head and brushed away at a small tear that had begun to trickle down his face.
"Is she... awake?"
"No, she is resting, as you should be as well."
Vrell nodded and leaned back into the chair, his eyes falling shut.
Jen-suk waited until he could hear Vrell's breathing even out, then he rose silently and climbed the stairs again to his room at the top of the tower.
Even before approaching her he could see that Jade was awake.
She was straining at her bonds, growling with effort and pain.
"Those bonds where strong enough to hold you last time, I do not see how anything has changed."
She froze, every muscle standing out in taught distress, as she locked onto his voice.
"It was you," Her voice croaked out from her throat, ragged with rage and betrayal "All this time, it wasn't even him. It was you."
"It's been me for a very long time, Jade, you've known that."
"You kidnapped me and my sister when we where eighteen, murdered my parents, and we never saw you again."
Jen-suk sighed heavily "The death of your adoptive parents and the death of the MacThatches was one of my greatest mistakes. I've never forgiven myself for it, though I know it is little consolation for your loss."
"Their deaths where your fault."
"There is no doubt of that, the only ease to my conscience is that had I been there, I would have placed myself between the Sykans and them, even if it was to stand for my own death."
"Liar," Jade snapped, her eyes focused on his every movement "You'd never do such a thing. Coward."
"Oh, Jade, have you never made such a decision? One that haunted you forever afterwards? I know in war that many such decisions are made. Ones that cannot be undone that lead to lives that can never be reclaimed."
She growled, but didn't reply.
Jen-suk sighed and came to stand directly over her "I must tell you that this second attempt at capture was not my idea. Directly attacking your father through you is wrong, I understand that all too well now. When Vrell found your sister he was set on attempting my original idea of bargaining your lives for Kif's power."
"And you let him, such a hero."
"Vrell has a strong will, one that I cannot contest for fear of driving him away. Then he would truly be lost."
"You've locked me to a table."
He seemed to find her flat anger humorous, in fact his face almost turned to something that reminded her of Lionel's patient amusement when Achran and Adrian had been fighting.
"A simple precaution, I know you a creature of your word. Promise not to attack and I will free you."
She grunted and screwed her eyes shut "I promise nothing."
"Your sister did. You can see her if you like, just promise."
Immediately her eyes flew open again "She's here? Is she alright?"
Again there was that amused crinkle to his face "Yes, she's here. Quite frustrated with her confinement and she won't speak much with me, but I do believe she misses you. I don't suppose you'd like to speak with Vrell?"
"I never want to see him again," the anger returned and she began straining again, in unconscious response to her rage.
"Alright, you needn't do so. But I do believe that he would like to speak with you."
She snorted derisively "So he can gloat about his master trickery? I don't think so. I'd rather eat mud and pus before I-"
"Promise?"
She hissed out a sigh "Promise."
He unlocked the cuffs, allowing her to sit up and slide off the bed.
She nearly collapsed from her stiff muscles and the loss of blood, but as Jen-suk reached to steady her she straightened up and brushed him away.
"Alright, if you've got your paws under you, then this way."
Jasmine was standing by the window, staring out onto the ocean of snow that trapped the tower.
She didn't move when she heard the lock click, or when she heard him enter.
"Miss Jas-"
"I'd rather not," She replied sharply, still not moving "My conversation is still rather dry."
"Pity, though I suppose your sister has enough to speak off to carry the conversation herself."
Jasmine turned just in time to see the panther disappear, leaving her sister leaning heavily against the door frame. She crossed the round room in a single bound, before slamming into Jade and locking her in a rib-crushing embrace.
Jade responded by dragging Jasmine to floor, leaning her head against Jasmine's shoulders and sobbing.
And they stayed clinging to each other, afraid that the other would be snatched away if they dared to loosen their grip even slightly.
"She's awake?"
Vrell met Jen-suk on the winding stairs, the blanket still clinging to his shoulders.
"Yes. She's with her sister. Apparently she does not wish to speak with you."
Vrell turned without answering, reaching out to steady himself against the wall.
"Are you well?"
"No, I did this. This is my fault."
"What did you do?" Jen-suk prompted.
"I betrayed her."
"That was indeed the plan all along."
"But then... I didn't want to, I wasn't going to. I changed my mind, but my plans... where still in effect... What do I do?"
Jen-suk smiled softly, it always took the young tiger so long to actually ask for his help.
"Well, perhaps offering them their freedom would be the first course to take, since I'm assuming you've abandoned all aspirations of ruling Shi-Ree?"
"I was an idiot," He turned and shot a hurt glance up at Jen-suk "Why didn't you stop me?"
"If I had, you would've left to go off on your own. Then, quite possibly, you would have found a way to kill yourself."
Vrell swallowed the soft words with a hard gulp "You're right. You've always been right. What do I do? How do I fix this?"
"I hardly know everything, dear boy and in this certain situation, I think anything I had a hand in would only worsen your chances of reconciliation."
Vrell groaned, leaning harder against the wall.
Jen-suk shook his head sadly "I'm sorry Vrell. But you must take this upon your shoulders. Ask her forgiveness, but do not expect it. Give her freedom and do not expect her to stay. You cannot prove yourself, but if it is meant to be, then perhaps she will forgive you."
"What if she doesn't? I can't stand it, it was just a few days, but... I want what was beginning to start again."
Jen-suk paused, his deep golden eyes glimmering in surprise as he finally connected the last pieces.
"You love her?"
Vrell stared at him, his ears pulling down.
"I love her."
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