Life 3: Lucien my dear Lucien

Warning: Violence, lemon, sick and damned twisted. Run now, for your own good.

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Duo smirked at Heero's rigid back. He knew why Heero had dragged him to town...this life thing was really bugging him. He didn't know why though. It was fairly obvious he was supposed to be with Heero as soon as the boy got it together...well, it was obvious to him at least.

" Duo, did you get-"

" Yep, packed, and ready lord Daniel!" He winked.

"I'd never do anything like that to you, Duo. Never." Without another word Heero walked off to the checkstand, leaving a very confused Duo behind.

Back at the cabin

Quatre frowned at the book in front of him. The words had changed.... He could read them now as he flipped through it...but the strange thing was the book was about them and their lives, but only up to the point of Marc's death. There were many other pages after that but he couldn't seem to get it to move past Marc's death... Quatre frowned. Things were just getting stranger and stranger.

" Oi! We're back!" Duo sang out from the doorway, " I got the good stuff too! Twinkies! Doughnuts! Potato chips!"

Trowa looked up from the wood figurine he was carving. " Did you get any real food?"

" Hey! This is real food!" Duo complained.

Heero snorted taking the bag from him," Shut up, baka."

Poking his tongue out at Heero's back, Duo turned to look at Wufei. " And I got that funny tea stuff, ya wanted too!" He said with a cheery wave.

Wufei smiled. " Thank you Duo." He said politely ignoring the searing glare of death Heero shot at him.

" So, Quatre, found anything interesting in that book?" Duo asked cutting through the tension with an easy grin.

" Hai...I think so. You see it's-"

" You won't find anything of import in there. Let's begin again, shall we?"

" Can we eat first? I'm starving!" Duo whined.

" No! We're on a schedule!" Skye boomed. Then with a flash of white and several groans it began again....

Lucien laid on the floor of, the cell listening to the screams of the prisoners and the cries for mercy. A small smile touched his lips. He'd been a slave here for how long now? How long had his screams of pain echoed through these very walls...years he'd guessed...But not anymore. No more cries from Lucien. He felt no pain...pain was pleasure...The guards didn't have as much fun with that sort of thing. He pouted, clutching the severed ear tighter this was his new trophy, he'd managed to chew it off a guard before the others could stop him.

Lucien sighed. Nothing was fun anymore the guards, were boring... Actually he thought the guards were afraid of him, he guessed it was the way he screamed for more when they lashed him...mmm, he missed lashings they'd stopped torturing him altogether when he bit that one silly man's tongue off...okay so he ate it. He was hungry. Hn. It wasn't his fault he got too close.

Lucien laid where he was when he heard the unmistakable voice of his 'owner' coming for him. He remained so when his door opened and still when the door closed again and he heard the footsteps getting closer.

" Lucien..." That soft mellow voice called him.

Turning blank green eyes to the source of the voice, Lucien smiled dried blood clinging to his lips and face... Lucien hated him.

" Do I have your attention, my pet?"

Lucien kept smiling. He wanted to kill him and then play with his liver for a little while, yes that would be fun.

" Good." The master said, with a grin kneeling down over him and lowering his face closer to Lucien's. " I have found someone willing to take your miserable hide off my hands."

Lucien giggled...Oh goodie! A new master to break! He giggled again.

" Yes, laugh, you sadistic little demon. But unlike the last fool to take you this one won't be so easy for you to kill."

Lucien laughed again...if his master would just get closer...The way he was grinning was annoying Lucien.

" Yes, this man will probably kill you. I do so hope he makes you suffer a great deal before he does," The master said.

Lucien pouted. The master could be so cruel sometimes...he wanted to be friends before he killed him.

"You, my pretty little nightmare ,are a gift for the young Lord of Sandswind, Donovan."

Lucien's expression didn't change...he guessed that name should mean something to him...but it didn't, first he was going to break the master's fingers.... oh, he's still talking.

" Oh, you haven't heard of Donovan then? He's an even more twisted bastard than you...if that's even possible."

Lucien giggled again. Deciding he'd rip out the master's eyes first, yes that was what he was going to do...he didn't like them all that much anyway. Oh, he was still talking! He'd have to do something about that mouth of his first.

" And when he's done with you, you little bastard, when he's done that pretty little face of yours won't be quite so pretty. Oh, he messes up his boys I've seen his work- "

"Hush now." Lucien said with a smile. His vacant green eyes were gleaming with madness as he traced the master's lips with a finger. " You need to be quiet..."

" You don't make the ord-Lucien!"

Lucien's smile widened as he guided the master's fingers into his mouth. Licking them one at a time he smile relishing the taste of salty skin...but it was what was under the skin that he wanted.

Flipping over quickly, Lucien climbed to his knees still suckling his master's fingers, He knew the master couldn't resist him...that alone was the reason the master hadn't had him killed yet.

He smiled to himself as he saw the master's eyes follow the movements of his tongue, oh he had him now...

" Reynold, I know you said he was lovely and you may well want to try him one last time, but I've paid you. He's mine, and no one is to touch him again Donovan likes it that way.

The master drew away from Lucien's spell at the man's voice.

Lucien turned unhappy green eyes on the man...then promptly forgot why he was angry...he was beautiful. Tall with hair so black it gleamed purple, eyes the deep blue color of midnight, he liked him he liked his eyes...he'd enjoy killing this one.

With a smile Lucien, stood up the master forgotten as he headed for the evilly smirking man...he looked like he'd be-

" You will not do anything without my permission from here on out. Do you understand?" the man said evenly.

Lucien's head snapped to the side from the force of the man's backhand. His head snapped backwards and he could feel the burning sensation of blood rushing to the area that was struck. A slow warm heat began rising inside him. Closing his eyes momentarily, he turned to look at the man again, green eyes flashing he licked a trickle of blood that started at the corner of his mouth with a wicked smile. Then he lunged at the man without warning, pulling the man's face down to his, he kissed him soundly, shoving his tongue forcefully into the man's mouth, grabbing a handful of his raven hair he pulled him tighter sinking his teeth into his bottom lip.

Much to his pleasure, the man tore himself, away slapping him again.

Lucien laughed, kneeing him in the stomach, he drove him back against the wall shoving his elbow painfully into the man's Adams apple.

" Didn't the master tell you?" he asked sweetly, " A master controls the pain. Pain can not hurt me. I like it, I crave it, I want it." He hissed the madness draining from his features the cold eyes of a fighter shining in its wake. " You can't control me with pain...but right now I can control you with it. So does that make me master and you slave?"

The man looked at Lucien wide-eyed for a moment and then they narrowed. Smirking, he easily pushed Lucien's arm aside and threw him against the wall holding him there with one hand wrapped around his throat.

" You were right, Reynold he will do nicely."

Lucien grinned. That was the last thing he saw before the man's fist made contact with his temple, sending him into unconsciousness.

Donovan sipped a glass of wine, looking over the papers that were piled on his desk. He was bored, nothing else to it. Since Adele had gone a week ago he'd had nothing to do. Eion was overseeing his lands...or terrorizing his people, if you wanted to be exact. Adrian had to do likewise to his lands. Leaving Donovan alone to terrorize his own people.

Sighing, Donovan leaned back in the chair. That got boring after the first day since no one dared do anything to displease him.

They all cowered in their homes, some even cowered in public. Snorting Donovan looked back to the papers. Pathetic. That's what his people were. Pathetic.

Donovan looked up again when his dogs began barking.

" Shut up," He growled at the animals they obeyed instantly but kept whining and inching at the door.

Donovan snorted, what got them so riled?

" My Lord..."

Donovan looked up at the quiet maid, in the doorway. Arching a brow he glared at her. He could see her trembling beneath his gaze. " What Marie?"

" L-Lord Adele, is here sir..," she whispered focusing her eyes on her feet.

Nodding, Donovan waved the girl away. Marie gladly obliged. The second she stepped out of the room a manic giggle reached his ears followed by a sound slap then a moan and a muttered curse.

Donovan arched a brow. This could be interesting.

His door swung wide and a body was shoved into the room. Tripping it sprawled on the carpet still giggling.

The dogs went nuts.

" I said shut up!" Donovan snapped. They obeyed.

Donovan looked up at his friend and was about to demand an answer when he got a look at his face. " What happened to you, Adele? You look like you got into a fight with a cat, and lost." Donovan commented offhandedly, looking over the scratches and bruises...were those teethmarks? that riddled the exposed parts of his body.

" Your present is what happened."

Donovan smirked, " My present? You shouldn't have."

"Why not? I killed your last one...and Reynold made me a good deal on this one...now I see why, little bastard." He said giving the giggling mass on the floor a hard kick.

A louder series of giggling erupted.

Donovan strode around his desk to look at the giggling mass on the floor. " How kind, of you Adele," He said sarcastically.

" I thought you might like the chance to break him...Reynold has sold this one many times and he always gets him back within a month. I understand why now. I almost brought him back many times on the way here, however I didn't wish to incur your wrath. I did promise to replace the toy I broke did I not?"

Donovan wasn't really listening, he was watching the boy on the floor skeptically. Something felt familiar about him. Kneeling down he grabbed a handful of the blond hair and yanked his head up. Light blue eyes met steel gray

" The new master...," He whispered still giggling.

Donovan snorted, examining the face before him,...dark green eyes long honey blond hair a dusty rose complexion...Donovan ran his thumb over the full pink lips in wonder. He felt so,...so familiar yet at the same time, shaking his head Donovan pulled the boy to his feet roughly shaking him attempting to shake the smirk off his face.

And failing miserably when the boy only giggled.

Snorting, he let him go. " He's mad."

" I've noticed," Adele said sharply.

Donovan looked down at the laughing boy. " He's beautiful..."

" That's why I got him ,for you Donovan, you see this is Lucien." He said with a smirk.

Donovan looked at him blandly. " Lovely name. Should it mean something to me?"

Adele laughed, " Considering you are looking at the very slave that killed Mitchell and blinded Gabriel I'd say yes..."

That got Lucien's attention. " Gabriel's dead, " he said softly.

Adele smirked, " No, not dead. They managed to save him...barely. But you didn't kill him."

Rising up to his knees, Lucien grabbed a handful of his hair and frowned. " He's dead...dead, dead, dead, dead!" he said his voice rising an octave at every dead.

Donovan winced at the vicious way he tugged his hair. " Stop that!" he snapped.

Lucien turned cold eyes on him. " He's dead, All my masters die I make sure of that." He said in a sing-song voice.

Donovan snorted, " Not all my dear little,-Lucien, was it? Not all." Donovan said, moving closer to the kneeling boy.

The gleam in Lucien's eyes intensified, the closer he got as if he were anticipating something...

" Lucien..."

" Don-o-van," Lucien said snidely...he gave Donovan one more glance before turning his attention to the dogs, " Here, puppy puppy..." he said softly crawling towards the animals.

Donovan sighed, grabbing Lucien by the shoulder to regain his attention. He got a set of very sharp teeth sunken into his fingers for the effort.

Donovan cursed and backhanded Lucien across the head.

The boy just looked at him and grinned.

Adele laughed. The little chase was going to be most interesting...for some reason, watching the two, interact he felt a strange sense of closure as well as a small amount of jealousy, shaking it off he turned to leave Donovan and his *snicker * 'slave' to get acquainted.

" Lucien! I'll kill you!"

Adele smirked, closing the door on maniacal laughter. Donovan had his hands full indeed.

Donovan, was very very frustrated. Lucien was driving him crazy with his constant touching, and petting, and kisses one second and then his trying to rip Donovan's throat out or stabbing him or even trying castrating him the next! He didn't know what to expect from the little bastard from one second to the next.

Donovan felt his frown giving way to a grin...but he wouldn't want it any other way...Of course, he'd never admit that to the little biting freak.

" Donnnovaaaaaannn..." Lucien, called softly a sulk clearly written in his voice.

With a sigh, Donovan looked up to the doorway where Lucien stood leaning against it.

Donovan sighed at least Lucien had opted to put on clothing this time to come find him.

" Donovan..." Lucien, said again vacant green-eyes staring at nothing in particular.

Donovan, had to admit though, they were beautiful eyes no matter what they were like. Vacant, filled with maniacal glee, cold and empty, or filled with passion. Yes, he looked the best when he was...'in the mood...'

" What, Lucien?" He said blandly

Lucien frowned, gliding across the room to Donovan's side.

" I'm bored...," he pouted, brushing his fingertips against Donovan's cheek.

Donovan shivered...he hated how much control over him Lucien posses- Donovan's mental conversation was cut short by the dagger Lucien had pressed to his throat.

" Really, Lucien, this again?" He groaned, wincing slightly when Lucien pulled the sharp blade ever so gently across his throat, from one end to the other leaving behind a thin trail of blood.

Lucien whimpered. " Why can't I kill you?" He asked.

Donovan smirked, grabbing Lucien's wrist, he pulled the dagger away from his throat. Pulling up Lucien's sleeve a little he kissed the fine boned wrist he held.

Lucien purred thoughts of killing Donovan forgotten for a moment. He knelt in-between Donovan's legs , smiling maniacally he leaned forward and licked the dribble of blood from Donovan's wound giggling.

" Does it hurt?" He asked.

Donovan smiled, turning Lucien's hand over carefully avoiding the knife he still clutched. He lay a second kiss on his pulsepoint, gently nipping the vein.

Lucien smiled, obviously enjoying the touch...

" Of course, my angel..." Donovan whispered.

He never saw the slap coming...but, he felt it...oh, did he feel it. Donovan thought his whole face was on fire as his vision blurred.

" Don't call me that! I'm not yours!" Lucien screamed at him. His voice growing more and more shrill as only a true lunatic could.

" You are mine." Donovan said, calmly blinking as his vision returned.

Lucien growled, and lunged at him with the dagger.

Donovan managed to catch him and found himself with two armfuls of screaming homicidal psychopath. Finally, after many knicks, and curses, and teethmarks Donovan managed to disarm Lucien and toss him against his desk. Wrapping his hand around Lucien's pale slender throat he squeezed tight smiling at him wickedly.

The angry gleam faded from Lucien's eyes...he knew this game and he liked it.

With a snort, Donovan used his other hand to grab a handful of Lucien's hair giving it a sharp tug, pulling him in close for a rough kiss.

Lucien responded immediately...urging him on by wrapping his arms around him.

Donovan broke the kiss, first resting his forehead against Lucien's for a moment. Smirking, he pulled away grabbing Lucien's chin in an iron tight grip looking deep into the vacant green pools of Lucien's eyes.

" You are my angel...my tainted angel, mine." He said with a smile as he watched the defiance flash in Lucien's eyes.

The boy wouldn't submit...yet. He'd had Lucien for six weeks now and still he couldn't control him worth a damn...but he didn't really care. Delan was his no matter wha-Delan? Who the hell was Delan? Shaking his head he concentrated on Lucien again.

" Not yours..." Lucien sing-songed. " Never yours." The insane boy smiled at the look of rage in Donovan's eyes, " You, hate me don't you Donovan?" he asked, eyes still wide.

" Of course not, Lucien." he responded running his thumb over Lucien's lips.

" Oh...but I hate you...I hate you , so very much." He giggled pulling Donovan's hand away from his chin. Letting, his arms fall down to Donovan's waist he sighed, resting his head on his chest, " I love you, too you know that Donovan...I love you as much as I hate you..." He said looking up his formerly vacant eyes filled with a swirl of emotions. Anger, fear, love, hate, desire.... " I hate you for loving you...I hate you trying to own me and I love you for the same reason. I hate you for hurting me, but love you for giving me the pain, I hate you for wanting me and love you for touching me. I hate you Donovan and I love you...I want you to suffer and I want you to be happy I love you Donovan...I'll kill you, because I love you. Do you know that?"

Donovan looked at the beautiful boy before him and frowned. " Whatever you say Lucien my innocent devil whatever you say."

Adrian crossed his feet, looking at book he had sitting in his lap while listening with half an ear to the panting and groaning of the other two in the bed with him.

Finally after a few more minutes, the groaning reached a peak and then stopped, giving way to satisfied whimpers.

" Mmm Adrian, put the book down," a soft sultry male voice invited accompanied by a hand making its way up his chest.

Adrian smirked, " No, thank you Eoin you and Adele seem to be doing just fine without me." He sighed turning back to his book.

Eoin sighed, wrapping his arms around Adrian's waist....

Eoin pouted. " First Donovan leaves us for that slave boy of his and now you leave us for a book?" Eoin said softly kissing his chest.

" He's not leaving us Eoin..." Adele said smiling.

Stretching Eoin shrugged. " Then why else won't he share him? He shared all his other toys. We could at least get to see him."

Adele snorted, rolling onto his back. " None of his other toys were capable of killing with it's bare hands. That creature I bought him is completely insane. He's probably got his hands full just trying to stay alive."

Donovan smiled, leading Lucien to his secret passion. His own private garden...nobody ever went in there, but him Adele, Adrian, and Eoin... and whatever toy they decided to play with that day. He smirked remembering all the fun they'd had a few months ago, with a set of blond haired twin girls. Ah, what fun that'd been, the way they screamed and screamed and screamed and- no now was not the time to think about such things. Besides he wasn't bringing Lucien to the garden for that...well not today anyway.

Lucien for once allowed him to lead him passively...For Lucien that meant only trying to shove him down one flight of stairs.

Donovan's smile widened as they neared the gateway to his garden. Pulling the key from its place in his belt, Donovan placed it in the lock on the giant wooden door. He was the only one with the key to this place he'd made certain of that. Turning the key he gave the door a shove moving the heavy wood just enough for a person to slip through.

Moving in first he tugged Lucien in behind him and immediately shut and bolted the door again. Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes savoring the combined scent of the flowers and the water.

Turning to Lucien, his smile faltered at the look on Lucien's face...He looked confused and frightened then angry and sad then frightened again. What, in the world was wrong with him? Well, okay he was insane but what was wrong with him other than that?

" Lucien..." He said softly.

Lucien didn't seem to have heard him, he was trembling and mumbling to himself.

" Lucien?"

Lucien's trembling only got worse..

Donovan didn't know what was wrong with him but he didn't like it. Reaching out a hand, he ran it lightly over Lucien's hair. " Angel?"

That did it.

Lucien rounded, on him fury practically radiating from his pores. " You did this to me! You! I'll kill you! I'll kill! I l hate you...I-I-" Lucien cut himself off with a growl and lunged at Donovan, dropping them both to the grass. Lucien sprawled on top of him.

" Lucien! What in hells name is wrong with you?!" Donovan growled...or tried to since Lucien's hands were currently curled around his throat with a very surprising amount of strength.

" You! You! I hate you! I hate you! I-" Lucien suddenly let him go and fell to the grass crying, curling himself into a tight ball he clutched his ears rocking back and forth.

Donovan looked at him completely confused for a moment, then pushed himself into a sitting position. Lifting the slight boy to his lap, he wrapped his arms tightly around him Donovan opened his mouth to say something comforting...then he realized he'd never comforted anyone in his life, he'd never felt the need too. He had no idea what to say...besides a wrong word right now could get his neck broken.

With a resigned sigh Donovan decided it would be safer to just hold Lucien for a while...and besides it felt kind of...kind of nice. Just sitting still with Lucien in his lap, his head resting against Donovan's chest. He'd never gotten to just hold Lucien like this before. He wasn't sure if he'd ever get to again.

" Lucien..."

" Heero..."

" What?"

"NO!"

" Woah oow!" Quatre said blinking trying to clear the black splotches that dotted his vision. " What happened?" He asked looking around. His eyes landed on Duo huddled and shaking on the floor whispering to himself. " Duo?!" Quatre said rising to his feet shakily just to fall back down. " Duo!"

Duo didn't seem to hear him...

" Duo." Heero said trying to clear his own vision. Reaching out he pulled Duo against him, he still didn't respond.

" What's wrong with him?" Wufei asked rubbing his forehead.

" I don-"

He broke out of the memory plain

Everyone looked confused.

" He did what?"

Dasha Delan Duo got frightened of the memories. This old pain was too much for him to bare, he panicked and broke the barrier dragging you all back here with him before it was time.

Skye explained a slight hint of awe in the voice.

It's only happened once before and a young psychic named Ethan centuries ago... did that

" Then we stop now?" Quatre asked looking to Trowa.

No Quella Dera Quarte you do not. In order to move forward you have to let go of what's behind you.

" Duo can't handle it!" Heero said pulling the lax pilot against him.

He can. He has too. It's that simple. I am sorry Hye Daniel Heero but he must face this.

" Why?!" Quatre asked looking worriedly at Duo. " Don't you see what its doing to him?"

I do Quella Dera Qua-

" Why do you use our old names?" Trowa asked.

Because you have seen and excepted those parts of you that is who you are now. Theron Manuel Trowa you have yet to accept the life you are being shown so you are not whole.

" But Duo?"

Will be fine.

Skye said.

" But-"

I will have to reinforce the barrier of the memoryplain.

With that a bright flash of white came again knocking the boys back into their past. (1)

Donovan continued to hold the sobbing Lucien, contemplating who this Heero person could be...and if he was a threat to him.

Lucien, hiccuped and Donovan forgot his line of thought then his eyes focusing on Lucien's face. His eyes had settled into blankness again and he was humming something under his breath. With a sigh he stood up and headed towards the tower.

Donovan smiled, it felt right to carry Lucien...he belonged here with him.

Lucien woke slowly on a soft bed, the feeling of arms wrapped around him tightly holding him in place registered immediately. A contented smile on his face Lucien didn't know what had happened earlier or how he got into the bed...Ohh pretty tapestry. I wonder what it would look lik-

" Lucien..."

Lucien frowned he didn't want to talk to Donovan right then he wanted to look at the pretty-

" This isn't my room Donovan...." He whispered looking around the room.

" No it's not this is my special place...," he said, whispering softly into Lucien's ear. " Would you like me to tell you a story?"

Nodding Lucien continued looking around the room it felt familiar but not in a good way...

" This was not always Sandswind Castle," he said kissing Lucien's shoulder.

Lucien, was barely listening, having found a scratch on the door that caught his attention...

" This land used to belong to the Lyonharts," nipping Lucien's shoulder he started up his neck. " My grandfather seized control of it after Lord Lianas died...Lianas's weakling of a grandson of his Eric was to be the next Lord. From what I understand he never even put up a fight, Eric had been more than willing to just step aside, until my grandfather gutted his mother. Then the little pansy managed to somehow sever my grandfather's arm...and his right leg...and gouge one of his eyes...anyway my grandfather killed the miserable bastard." Donovan smiled pressing kisses down Lucien's throat.

Lucien's eyes remained fixed on scratch.

" But that's not the interesting part about this story pet...no what's interesting is the part about Lianas's son Daniel and his lover..." Donovan frowned he'd only heard the story once he couldn't remember the lover's name for the life of him...oh well improvise." Delan . You see Delan was the son of Daniel's servant, he met Delan one time when they were children, and as the story goes he became obsessed with him. But Delan's father took him away from Daniel because he was afraid that Daniel might hurt him... it proved to be a fatal mistake you see Daniel truly loved Delan...and having Delan taken away from him took away what heart and kindness he did have within." Donovan paused running his fingers over Lucien's shoulder.

Lucien was still staring at the scratch, " Then what?" Lucien asked never taking his eyes from the scratch.

Donovan smiled, so he was listening, " Then one day he went down to the village to oversee... something, and he saw Delan again for the first time in close to fifteen years talking to one of his friends. As the story goes Daniel raced home immediately and began repairing the north tower, at first no one knew what he was doing and they just figured he'd finally taken the final step to insanity..."

Lucien finally turned to look at him. Vacant green eyes staring at him dispassionately.

Stroking his hair, Donovan continued his story, " It took him months to get everything prepared, but when he was finished...he'd created paradise." Donovan whispered kissing Lucien's forehead.

Lucien nailed him one in the ribs. " Finish."

Grunting Donovan pulled Lucien tighter. " As soon as the garden and the tower were finished, Donovan went back to the town and found Delan, whom he lured back to the garden with ease and locked him in. Well his father wasn't too pleased about this so he along with a small army of guards broke into the garden intending to take Delan away...but Daniel having just gotten his heart back didn't want to let it go so soon. So filling a goblet with poison he drank it and forced Delan to drink it. Needless to say by the time his father got to the tower they were both dead." Donovan continued to stroke Lucien's hair...Lucien had been acting strangely stable to the most part since he'd gotten him to the tower.

" Dead..." Lucien said, his eyes straying to the scratch again.

" Yes dead...in this very bed too...Of course new sheets but the same bed." He smiled. " They say that the north tower is haunted by Daniel, they say that sometimes at night you can hear him calling for his Delan..."

Lucien nodded. " Daniel was naughty."

Chuckling Donovan pressed a kissed to Lucien's throat. " Yes he was very naughty...," Donovan rolled over so that he was braced on his arms above Lucien.

Lucien stared up at him, green eyes for once clear and coherent. " Do you think Daniel will ever find his Delan again?"

Donovan snorted. " It's just a story love...but I doubt it."

The coherent look in Lucien's eyes disappeared then, and he laughed. " Good!" Donovan was about to ask his insane lover why that was good when Lucien wrapped his legs around him and drew his attention to much more pleasant matters.

Eoin propped his feet onto Donovan's desk absently leafing through the papers on it he sighed. Flicking golden blond hair out of his eyes he turned to look at Adrian.

" Adrian?" Eion called.

Lifting his head from his hands Adrian looked at him wearily.

" Where do you think Donovan is? I know we came by unannounced but surely that daft maid of his could have found him by now.

Adrian shrugged. " He's probably in his garden." He mumbled, " Morbid man that he is."

Eoin sighed. " I wonder who he's torturing without us?"

" Oh God Lucien no more!" He panted thrusting his hips upwards into his lover's body.

Lucien alternated between laughing maniacally and moaning as he pressed himself down...onto the shaft firmly imbedded in his body ==(sound painful don't it?)

" Lucien! Please for the love of- OH!"

Continuing to laugh Lucien squeezed as tight as he could around Donovan, trying to suck as many different sounds from his 'master' as he could.

" Lucien!"

Bracing one hand behind himself Lucien looked down at Donovan's sprawled form his green eyes emerald slits.

Donovan sighed, looking into the little mirror, Lucien had done a number on him this time.

" Damn lunatic..." he muttered.

Lucien rolled over on the bed to look at him, " Pretty..." he said his glazed eyes looking over the scratches on Donovan's shoulders, and back..

"You'd think that wouldn't you?"

Lucien crawled across the bed towards him, his hair falling over his shoulder, " Donovan..." he giggled.

Donovan sighed, " What Lucien?"

" Do you love me?"

Donovan blinked, that was out of the blue.

" Of course I do," he murmured.

" Good," Lucien said laying back down on the bed, " I can kill you now."

" What do you mean by that Lucien?"

" The sky is so pretty here...but it would be prettier if it were red, wouldn't it be prettier Donovan?" Lucien asked, his green eyes glazed once more.

" What did you mean by what you said before Lucien?"

Lucien turned empty eyes onto him, " Will you make the sky red for me Donovan? I want it to be red..."

"Lucien-"

" Promise you'll make the sky red for me," Lucien said, grabbing his hair tightly.

Donovan arched a brow, " How am I supposed to do that love?"

Lucien's eyes darkened and he yanked his hair, " Promise. Promise. Promise! "

Walking to his lover's side Donovan caught his arm before he tore his own hair out, " Alright I promise...I'll make the sky red for you." He said kissing Lucien's shoulder...giving the raving psycho easy access to his throat, " Lucien!" he cursed pushing his laughing lover away again, clutching his throat.

Sometimes that boy just...

" You promised Donovan," he said rubbing his cheek, " I won't forgive you if you don't keep your promise..."

Eoin yawned and stretched, they'd been sitting in Donovan's office for hours waiting for him to return.

" Come Adrian let's go to bed we'll catch him in the morn-"

It was then that the door opened and Donovan wandered in, a perplexed look on his face.

" There you are!" Adele said frowning from the corner.

Donovan looked up and blinked, " What the...oh hello," he said walking to his desk, which Eoin was currently sitting at.

" Where have you been all day Donovan, don't you know it's rude to keep your guests waiting?" Eion asked with a wicked grin..." You'll have to be punished."

Donovan smirked, " Hmm you know I love it when you punish me Eoin..." Donovan said with a grin.

" But not as much as when I do...do you Donovan?"

Three pairs of eyes turned to the doorway.

Sometimes Lucien could move as silent as a damned cat, and right then he looked very much like a cat by the way he was eyeing Eion.

" Everyone meet Adele's present...Lucien." Donovan said extending an arm, Lucien walked to his side gracefully, blank green eyes taking in everyone in the room.

Laying his head on Donovan's shoulder, Lucien smiled...a rather frightening sight from a known unstable lunatic. " Can I play too Donovan?" he asked, green eyes boring in Eion's blue ones.

Eoin one of the most feared Lords in the land took one look into those vacant eyes and shivered, here was a soul that could make him look like an angel on his worst day.

" You have pretty eyes..." Lucien said, " I want them." Before anyone could register what he meant, Lucien had vaulted the desk and pinned Eoin against the wall with his body, clawing at Eoin's eyes with his fingers.

" Lucien! Lucien no!" Donovan called pulling the psycho away from Eoin, hissing and screaming...

" I want them! I want them! I want them!"

Donovan lost his grip on Lucien's arms, immediately Lucien started clawing at his hair.

" Lucien don't do that!" Donovan snapped pulling his hands down, Adrian stood against the far wall watching the goings on with interest, Adele was dabbing a cloth over Eoin's wounds...Donovan had the worst job however and that was trying to soothe the blond manic in his arms. " Shh Lucien...shh..."

" I want them," Lucien whined, letting Donovan hold him. " I want them..."

Donovan kissed Lucien's shoulder, " And you can have some...just not those..." he said stroking Lucien's hair.

Lucien purred, and slumped against him.

" Adrian kindly call Marie..."

Adrian and Adele turned their heads away in disgust, as Lucien sat on the floor beside the maid...or what was left of her body, singing softly to himself as he played with her eyes...that were no longer part of her face.

Looking up at Donovan, Lucien gave him a beautiful smile, childlike in it's innocence...if you ignored the human eyes he had clutched in his hands, or the blood that stained his shirt and face.

" Are you happy now my Lucien?" he asked.

Lucien nodded, and crawled closer to Donovan, wrapping his arms around the lord's leg he nuzzled against Donovan's thigh...still clutching the eyes.

" Good," Donovan said passing his fingers over Lucien's hair, he turned back to his friends, " I'd like to thank you again for the 'gift' Adele." Donovan snapped.

Adele paled, Gabriel had said the boy was evil...but he hadn't thought he was...Adele stole another glance at the girl...and he only knew that because he saw her when she walked in, and shuddered. Even Eion at his worst...

Eoin meanwhile was watching Lucien with interest, " Donovan...would you be interested in selling him?"

Lucien's eyes flashed and he looked up at Eoin.

Eoin got the feeling he was being marked for a slow and agonizingly painful death.

" No Eoin...I wouldn't subject anyone to this-OW! " Donovan growled and pried Lucien's teeth off his thigh. Sighing he pulled Lucien to his feet.

Lucien wrapped his arms around Donovan's waist smiling, he rested his forehead against Donovan's chin, " You aren't very nice..." he pouted looking at Eoin in a way that sent all of Eoin's survival instincts into hyper-drive.

"He's very nice Lucien, don't say things like that," Donovan said off-handedly brushing back Lucien's bangs.

Lucien pouted, but stood silently beside him, opening his hand he studied the pretty blue ones in it.

" Well what brings you all to my humble home?" Donovan asked, but no one was listening they were all to busy gapping at Lucien...who was chewing on one of the eyes now...Donovan looked at him and winced, taking the eye away from Lucien, " Lucien no. Bad Lucien! Now spit it out!"

Lucien frowned, and then swallowed.

Adele was fairly certain he was going to loose his dinner.

Eoin laid in bed wedged between Adele and Adrian, " So what does everyone think of Lucien?"

Silence.

" I'll take it you aren't to fond of him then?"

More silence.

" I rather like him, I thought those designs he did on that maid's skin was quiet lovely, and the way he managed to remove her stomach without staining the car-"

" Thank you Eoin, we were there."

" And we'd very much like to forget about it." Adrian added, " What were you thinking getting that boy for Donovan Adele?"

Adele shook his head, " I thought he could break him...you know how he likes a challenge."

Adrian snorted, " Indeed I do, however I think it is Lucien who has done the breaking," he said.

Adele nodded his agreement, " He's gone over for that lunatic, did you see the way he panders to his every whim, it's actually rather sweet...in an extremely twisted sort of way."

Eoin blinked, kissing Adele's throat, " So Donovan is in love? Who'd have thought it could happen?" Eoin chuckled.

Adele shook his head, " Who indeed?"

" Now here is Sanke's outer wall, they will more than likely expect us to come from the east so we-"

Lucien giggled from where he stood beside Donovan head resting on his 'master's' shoulder.

Shaking his head Adele began again, " So we would do better to attack from the west-"

" Donovan can we play now?" Lucien sing-songed.

Adele ignored him, " If we use our be-"

"Donovan..."

" When we are finished Lucien." Donovan sighed, nodding for Adele to continue.

" Now if we-"

" How long will that take?"

Adele clenched his teeth, " If you wouldn't interrupt I'd be done by now," Adele said.

Lucien frowned ad snuggled to Donovan.

" Don't upset him Adele, I don't want to have to let him kill another one of my servants..."

Adele rolled his eyes, " As I was saying the west is the be-"

Lucien's clouded eyes cleared suddenly," That won't work. They'll see you coming for miles, and be more than ready for you if they aren't already." He said pointing at the map, " It would work better if you came from the north, they wouldn't be prepared or even able to defend themselves...it's their weakest point a flaw in the defense design."

Adele smirked, " Sanke is built into a mountain Lucien," Adele said off-handedly.

" I know that," Lucien replied, looking at him like he were an idiot, " But if you attack them from the east, that'll keep them busy while you come in from the north. The mountains are hard to navigate and impossible to patrol you could be well hidden out in the open, and the winds there are so loud, unless you are screaming sound doesn't travel very far. Plus it doesn't get very cold even in winter, and there are provisions game, water, fruit, so if you do manage to get trapped you won't starve."

Adele arched a brow, " And how do you know?"

Lucien turned surprisingly intelligent green eyes on him.

Adele felt the sudden urge to back away...and run.

"I was raised there..." he said, then turned back to the map, " You can get in, here." He thumped his finger down onto the map.

Apparently he felt he'd done his part...or he just couldn't think clearly for very long because his eyes glazed over again and he leaned against Donovan. " Mommy threw me out there to die...it's a nice place...but I found my way home...then she sent me away again...I was a good boy, why did Mommy send me away?"

Donovan blinked, this was new...looking down at the pleading green eyes he pushed Lucien's hair away from his eyes, leaning down he kissed him lightly on the lips, " I don't know Lucien..."

Lucien frowned, " Will you kill mommy...and daddy...and Sarah, and Jessie...and Phillip, and Mitchell, and Clare, and Angel, and David, and-"

" Lucien." Adele cut him off his eyes widening in shock, " What's your daddy's name?"

Lucien turned to him and frowned, " Daddy doesn't have a name...he's just daddy..."

Adele looked closer at Lucien's face then, shaking his head. " Damn..."

Lucien turned back to Donovan..." Can we play now?"

Eoin smiled, running his fingers lightly over Lucien's shoulders, " Yes Lucien let's play..." he said kindly, pointing to the map, " Let's play seek and find...if we hide here..."

Donovan frowned watching Lucien's face, his lover had been acting strangely...well for him since they'd entered the Sanke mountains, his eyes had been focused and alert for far longer than he'd ever seen, but it wasn't just his eyes that were different. No it was everything, the way he moved, Lucien seemed to walk on air drifting silent as a ghost as he moved down the hallways of Sandswind castle seeming to drift wherever the breeze pushed him, now he moved with purpose, a self assurance that was both disturbing and intriguing at the same time, like a cat that just found it's prey.

If he were sane, Donovan was certain there would be five nightmares...

Lucien fixed his eyes onto Donovan and smirked, walking toward his lover he wrapped his arms around Donovan's shoulders, " Will you kill them for me?" he asked.

Donovan arched a brow, " If you like," he said.

Lucien passed his tongue over Donovan's lips. " You love me don't you?" he asked.

Donovan just leaned forward and kissed him.

Lucien leaned into the kiss eagerly tugging at one of Donovan's braids, opening his mouth for Donovan's hungry kisses he pressed harder against his lover.

" Hm, as fun as that may be Donovan, you've got work to do."

Donovan pulled back from the kiss he shared with Lucien and grinned at Adele, snaking his hand down the back of Lucien's pants he lifted his lover closer to him, " Sorry,"

Lucien however was anything but repentant, as he nipped and licked his way down Donovan's neck.

" You know how demanding Lucien can be..." Donovan murmured as Lucien continued his light teasing caresses.

Adele nodded, " I also know how absolutely conniving and dangerous he can be," Adele said, " Be careful Donovan."

Donovan nodded, watching his friend as he walked away, he could tell Adele felt...something for his Lucien he just didn't know what...but whatever it was, really bothered, Donovan.

" Donovan..."

Donovan turned toward Lucien then running his thumb over Lucien's bottom lip he kissed him.

Lucien's eyes clouded over again, and he smiled, " Punish them..."

Adele stood over the bleeding Lord of Sanke, his sword pointed at the gibbering man's throat. " Well, well, well, how the mighty has fallen," he smirked.

" Are you going to kill me or mock me Adele?" he snapped, staring at the point of the sword at his throat.

Adele arched a brow, " Both actually," he shrugged, " But mocking you is much more fun if you are alive to see it...and oh we didn't want you to die before you saw your wife and children for the last time..."

" You-"

Adele pushed the blade harder against Lord Sanke's throat, " Bring them in," he said evenly to a guard standing by.

Nodding the man dashed to the hallway to do his bidding, seconds later the room was filled with frightened whimpers and sobs.

" Ahhhh our guests have arrived!" he said cheerily not taking his eyes from Lord Sanke, " Good evening ladies..."