And So, A Flower Blooms [Jak]

[Slot 14]

Leyan finally freed herself. She stood up. But what was she going to do?​

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Toreyl was getting angrier and angrier by the second.​

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"I have had enough of this! I have worked TOO HARD to lose her now! I have risked EVERYTHING to have her! She's mine! She's mine, she's mine, SHE'S MINE!!!"​

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The words echoed off the walls of the room. Hearing them over and over everyday in her mind was one thing. But to have them shouted at her from every angle... In HIS voice.... Leyan's expression seemed to change. Instead of worriedly watching with fear in her eyes, she was actually starting to... Glare... ​

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[Jak Sandrow]

Jak's eyes flicked from Leyan to Toreyl and back again. He could feel the hurt, the anger, permeating the room.

His voice was low and quiet, but piercing in its own way. "The moment you think a woman is your property, is the moment you've lost her."

He swept his jacket back, exposing his twin golden pistols. "Now, I distinctly remember you calling your guards? Now, I don't think they're necessary." As if on cue, the previously-summoned guards dashed around the corner, screeching to a halt at the sight of the strange man. "So, I believe we can talk this out? Is bloodshed really necessary?"

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[Slot 14]

Toreyl spat at Jak's feet.​

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"You do not frighten me! I will put you--"​

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"Enough, Toreyl."​

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Leyan's voice was soft, but firm. The king slowly turned around, his glare softening just a little.​

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"Leyan, this man is dangerous. He cannot be allowed to live."​

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Her eyes were... Cold. Frosty, like a winter morning. She was glowering at Toreyl with an anger that ad never surfaced on her features before. She slowly began walking toward him.​

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"Dangerous? No. The only danger here is you. Tell me, Toreyl. How does it feel to know that you are a murderer?"​

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With each tiny footfall, the atmosphere in the room began to thicken. Objects started to rattle and lift into the air. Leyan herself looked unnaturally scary. ​

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"How can you sleep at night, knowing that you've taken innocent lives? Can you see them when you close your eyes? Can you hear them, screaming in agony and calling out your name?" ​

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[Jak Sandrow]

Jak spoke softly, but warningly. "Leyan..."

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]

 

[Slot 14]

Leyan barely heard him. Toreyl was taken aback by this.​

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"My sweet..."​

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"And you still have the audacity to think that I wanted to marry you? You are a delusional swine. You are a blemish on this city. A blight to my life."​

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Her voice grew louder, as did the dangerous vibe flowing through the room. She was within arm's length of Toreyl now. He almost seemed to shrink back from her a little.​

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"In all this time, did you ever once think about me? Did you ever once think about what you'd done to me?! My parents are dead! Rythar is dead!! My world was torn asunder by your hand, and not ONCE did you ever care!!!!"​

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Items began falling and breaking and slamming into the walls. Toreyl was genuinely scared now.​

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"M-my Leyan--!!"​

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He was silenced by a very hard, very audible slap. It actually knocked him to the floor. Leyan stood, seething over him.​

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"Your arrogance has blinded you, Toreyl!! I never loved you! I never will! You are a murderer! A traitor! A VILLAIN!! You deserve death! I HATE YOU!!!"​

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Her hands balled into fists, her eyes burning with fury. The king held is cheek, staring up at her in shocked silence.​

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[Jak Sandrow]

A hand gently, but firmly, rested on her shoulder. "Leyan..." Jak said softly. "Be careful..."

But he wasn't about to stop her from exacting vengeance... only to be here for her when she was done. If she lashed out at Toreyl, he wouldn't stop her.

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]

 

[Slot 14]

Leyan didn't feel as if she was losing control. If anything, she felt incredibly focused. She said nothing, continuing to glare down at Toreyl. The king slowly stood up, still holding his cheek.​

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"..... How dare you....."​

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[Jak Sandrow]

Jak could feel the faint pang of the Dark Side starting to taint Leyan's Force ability. He stayed out of it for now, wanting to see how far it was going to go before he could get involved.

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]

 

[Slot 14]

Toreyl was now officially angry.​

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".... How dare you strike me.... How dare you speak ill of your king...."​

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The guards had come to the door now. They stood there, waiting for their orders. Leyan glared at them as well. Toreyl pointed at her and Jak.​

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"Kill him. And put the princess into custody."​

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[Jak Sandrow]

That was far enough.

Jak spun back to the guards, crouching and drawing his pistols as he turned. The barrels flashed in quick succession, miniature explosions jetting towards the unfortunate bunch of Theowei.

Once the pistols were empty, he shoved them into his holsters and SHOVED out with the Force, knocking any survivors onto their backs.

Once the guards were either dead or dealt with, he stood up and turned back around to Leyan and Toreyl. "Now..."

[member="Leyan Viceritas"]

 

[Slot 14]

Toreyl was beyond enraged.​

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"I WILL NOT DIE BECAUSE OF YOU!! "​

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He spun about, glowering at Leyan.​

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"IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, NO ONE WILL!!!!!!" ​

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Before Leyan could fully grasp what he was doing, Toreyl roughly grabbed her by the waist. He smothered her mouth with his. From Jak's point of view, it just looked like a very forceful kiss. A muffled yelp came from Leyan. When Toreyl pulled away, a knife was revealed to be in his hand. Leyan's face was contorted in pain. She fell forward, landing face-down on the floor.​

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[Jak Sandrow]

Jak's heart dropped to the floor. Time seemed to slow when Leyan fell to the ground, and Jak's vision tunneled, to meet Toreyl, standing over Leyan's body with some semblance of... was that pride?

"Actually..." Jak's body rippled with rage. "Now you will die because of me." The house plants and trees that lined the inside of the building trembled, then began to grow unnaturally fast. The branches melted into vines, racing towards Toreyl, ensnaring him, wrapping around each limb, around his neck, and around his mouth.

Jak's eyes practically glowed with dark power. "Do you like my topiary? Call it a parting gift... in that it will part you... Part of you here, part of you there..." he pointed over Toreyl's shoulder with one finger, "and part of you way over there, staining the wall." With that, he turned around to Leyan, the pointless struggling of the king barely audible, with the blood rushing in his ears.

"Leyan?" he whispered, almost not daring to believe it when she coughed, very wetly. "I'll get you out of here, don't worry." As gently as a summer breeze, he picked up her surprisingly light body, and started to leave the room.

As he got to the doorway, he could hear a loud, albeit muffled cry from Toreyl. He half-turned. "Try not to make too much of a mess when you die."

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Once in the ship, Jak set Leyan down on the bed, and got the ship in the air and in hyperspace.... but by the time he got back to her, she was out cold.

A small knot of dread formed in Jak's stomach, and he gently lifted up her shirt, to expose the cupped wound, just below her ribs.

Clear liquid oozed over her hands, in small pulses. It pooled on the bed and on her diminutive waist. Carefully, wincing, he picked up her hands, and she whimpered and coughed wetly again, gasping for air. "Sorry," Jak cringed, putting her hands back on it. "Uhh... umm... ah, Sithspawn."

Running his hands through his hair, not caring about what was apparently her lifeblood streaking his hair back, he got some dirt and some water. "This... this is going to hurt. I'm going to try to put a poultice on it till it stops bleeding." Gently moving his hand over her upper belly again, he winced. "In advance... Sorry." A plant-made lattice formed from his hand, and he pressed it into her wound, cringing at her screams.

They didn't stop.

~:TO BE CONTINUED:~