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Blood, Torment and Illumination	By : MyraThorne Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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James is dreaming.
Itsu is truly gone.
James is still having a hard time wrapping his mind around that concept. Her funeral was three days ago, yet he still feels as if she will be crawling into bed with him any moment now. His newborn son squirms in the crib by James�s bed, sighing in his sleep. This child is all he has left of Itsu now.
It was Romulus who had rescued the boy from Victor�s wrath, cutting him from his dead mother�s womb just in time. James had wept tears of joy as he held the infant in his arms for the first time.
He had come to Japan after the war to find some peace, and all Victor had given him was pain.
Romulus crawls into the bed beside him, gently caressing his arm. �Victor is still out there,� he informs James softly. �The only good news is that he believes the boy died with his mother. I will be able to protect your child until you have dealt with Victor.�
James stiffens before sitting up with his back to Romulus. �I�m not abandoning my son!� he snaps.
�And how long will it take Victor to find the boy if you keep him so close?� Romulus replies firmly. �Will you be able to keep your attention on your child every moment? I promise you will be reunited with your son, but only once Victor has been dealt with.�
James wakes up with a startled gasp. Romulus is there instantly, just like he always is to comfort him after his nightmares. There are some definite benefits to having a lover who also is telepathic.
And who is very, very good with his hands.
Rubbing soothing circles into James�s back, Romulus lightly nips James under the ear. �What was it this time?� he murmurs.
�Victor� he murdered my wife, Daken�s mother,� James mumbles, leaning back into the inviting warmth of Romulus�s embrace. �Just how much has he taken from me?�
�Too much, but you have all ready gotten Daken back. And soon, you will have your revenge, my love,� Romulus promises.
�Where is Daken?� James asks, his back arching slightly as Romulus reaches under the sheets to begin fondling him to hardness.
�Don�t worry about him right now, he�ll be back soon enough,� Romulus murmurs, pushing James onto his back.
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In the thirty-some-odd years that Daken has been alive, he has seen many strange things in his travels. But these vampires take the cake right now.
What was supposed to be a simple snatch and go very quickly turned into an all out brawl between the living and the dead.
Though he would never admit it out loud, these kids were actually holding their own pretty well. Between Xavier and his uncle, he can only image the kind of training they have had.
Daken does his fair share, looping off heads and ripping out hearts with a mild sense of pleasure. He manages to steal a quick glance at his uncle. Victor seems to be enjoying this as much as he is. Xavier has been keeping Victor on a very short leash, it seems.
The vampires that are still capable of movement suddenly stop as if of one accord, listening to some voice only they can here. Just as quickly as they appeared, the vampires flee back through the hole where a window in the court wall once was.
Breathing heavily through his nose, Daken contemplates following them. But why do this alone? Some things are just more fun when done in groups. And this would be an excellent time to get to know his uncle better. You never know when you�re going to need an ally like him.
The black man on the horse, Burt if Daken�s not mistaken, shocks everyone by clapping his hands and laughing gleefully. �That was brilliant! I haven�t had this much fun in ages!� he chuckles.
�Well, I�m certainly glad you enjoyed yourself while we nearly got ourselves killed,� the young man in the red sunglasses grumbles.
�Oh, now, my boy, you are far too young to be so cynical! These are the kinds of things that you will be able to make wonderful stories to tell your grandchildren one day!� Burt crows in a horrible imitation of a British accent, clapping the boy on the shoulder. �Today, I am James Bond. Who are each of you today?�
Great, this guy�s even loonier than Romulus told me, Daken groans inwardly. Out loud, he says, �My name is Daken, sir.�
�Daken. Da-ken,� Burt repeats, rolling the name around on his tongue as if to get a better handle on the taste of it. �I have heard that name before, yet for the life of me I cannot remember where.� Burt shrugs, pushing the thought aside. �Something to ponder another day, who are the rest of this merry little band?�
�I�m Victor. The boy is Scott. The red head is Jean, and the white haired lady is Ororo,� Victor introduces. He still seems a bit shell shocked. �Care to explain why those vampires were after you, uh, Mr. Bond?�
�Why, they were after the diamond, my silly boy!� Burt pulls the Gehenna Stone out of his sport coat pocket, showing it proudly to the mutants. He leaned in close to Victor, whispering loudly behind one hand, �They think they can use it to rule the world. That�s why MI6 sent me to acquire the stone. It must never fall into enemy hands!�
Victor has to rack his brain for a moment. He has seen a few of the James Bond films. �Er, Sir Gray sent us on behalf of the Ministry of Defense to help you to protect the stone.�
�Brilliant! How is old Freddie these days?� Burt asks.
�Ah, he�s� doing well.� Victor cannot believe that this lunatic is who has the stone. �But time is of the essence-�
�Mr. Creed, sir, the vampires are regrouping,� Jean interrupts urgently, her eyes darting to the hole in the wall. �We need to get out of here.�
�Indeed, young lady,� Burt heartily agrees. �It is imperative that I get to Madripoor as soon as possible. I have chartered a plane, and I would love for you all to be my guests! The more the merrier!�
Victor glances at Daken. He has no idea who this pup is, but there is something oddly familiar about him. Victor finds his thoughts turning to Jimmy. First chance he gets, Victor is going to have himself a little chat with this newcomer.
But first-
�Well, my faithful steed cannot hold all of us.� Burt had dropped the accent, looking around his surroundings. His face brightened. �Ah, my dear brother! Archie, you must come with us. You can pilot the plane!�
�Damn it, Burt, what have you gotten us all involved in this time?� Archie muttered, picking his way through debris and vampire corpses.
�Action! Adventure! Drama! You know: all the things that make life interesting!� Burt grins. He points outside at the unattended police cars. �We can take one of those!�
Scott gasps. �We can�t steal a police car!�
Burt wraps an arm around Scott�s shoulders. �Think of it, Scott. We turn on the sirens, and we can race through the streets of San Francisco,� Burt explains. �No one will bother us. And, more importantly, it should reduce the number of innocent bystanders getting hurt.�
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James stands on the balcony outside of his and Romulus�s room, watching the people milling about on the street below. Even though he knows he should head down to the Princess to start opening her up for the evening, he finds that he doesn�t feel much like leaving the house today. He is giving serious thought to calling O�Donnell, his partner down at the bar, and telling him that he is taking the night off.
�You�re troubled, my love,� Romulus says, joining James on the balcony with a glass of red wine in one hand and a beer for James in the other. �Is there something I should know about?�
James shakes his head, gratefully taking the beer. �Nothing we haven�t discussed before,� he replies. �I�m just worried about Daken.�
Romulus finds himself licking his lips in anticipation as James tips his head back to swallow nearly half the bottle in one go. �Daken will be home soon enough. Once he brings me the final piece of the stone, you two will be able to spend some time together.�
James picks at the bottles label. �Seems like he is hardly ever around at all,� he grumbles. �I don�t think he likes me very much.�
�Oh, don�t be ridiculous, James,� Romulus scoffs, closing the distance between them. �Your son loves you very much. But we are getting close to reach our goal, and so I need him to do certain tasks for me.�
James smiles thinly. �Sometimes it just seems like you are purposely trying to keep him away from me,� he admits softly.
Romulus touches the side of James�s face gently. �I would never do such a thing,� he promises gravely. �In some ways, I see him to be my son as much as he is yours.�
�Maybe one of these times I could go with him,� James suggests. �A short mission-�
Chuckling, Romulus kisses James, relishing in the taste of the beer on his lovers tongue. �Even though we�ve been together these last forty years, this is the first time where I have had you as a constant in my life, James. I find myself still wondering if someone is just going to come and take you away from me again,� Romulus admits, pressing their foreheads together. �Can you blame an old man for being possessive?�
James snorts good naturedly. �I sincerely doubt you have to worry about Daken trying to seduce me away from you,� he replies drily. �He doesn�t strike me as the type who�s into incest.�
Romulus is almost tempted to tell James that he should be careful what he says. But that would lead to a very awkward conversation, and Romulus does not want to have to deal with wiping James�s memory again. �Well, as soon as he gets back, he will be here for at least a week. You two can bond with each other then.�
�Bond, eh?� James grins slyly. �What am I supposed to bond myself to in the mean time?�
Forcing James�s arms behind his back and holding both wrists in a single hand, Romulus roughly grabs James by his hair. �Oh, I can think of a few things,� he promises lustfully. �In fact, perhaps you should go tell Mr. O�Donnell you won�t be coming into the bar tonight.�
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Daken grits his teeth in frustration. He wants to kill Scott, who is apparently a back seat driver. He�s not quite sure how he got stuck with Scott and Burt, but at least Burt is helpful, giving directions on the quickest way through San Francisco.
All Scott seems to do is complain, point out the obvious, and then complain some more. Daken purposefully jerks the car to the side several times just to watch the kid smack his head against the window. Burt finds this amusing, but says nothing about it.
�That�s a red light!� Scott yells, trying to point through the gridded divider. It�s the only thing that has kept Daken from punching him in the face repeatedly.
�No shit? Really? I�m so glad you�re here to tell me what fucking color the light is!� Daken roars. �Now, unless you actually have something relevant to say, shut the fuck up!�
Scott actually pouts. Dear god, I think I might have made the little shit cry, Daken sneers to himself.
�At the next light, turn left,� Burt says softly. He wonders if perhaps he would have been better off in the car with the two young ladies. The large man with the nails of a prostitute would probably be better able to handle these other two.
Scott goes sliding across the seat when Daken takes a hard left. At least this time he managed to not smack his head against the window. He looked over the top of the seat. �Um, Daken?�
�Oh, what now?� Daken grumbled.
�There�s a cop car behind us, and it�s full of vampires,� Scott says. �Can you drive without knocking me around for a second?�
Taking Daken�s silence as acquisition to his request, Scott stares at the other car intently. Lifting up his sunglasses, two red beams shoot out of his eyes and into the chest of the other car�s vampiric driver. Scott watches in horror as the car careens into several cars parked on the side of the street before it finally crashes to a halt.
Two more police cars of vampires come barreling down on them. Scott hesitates for a moment. He really doesn�t want to do any more damage-
�Think what those vampires will do if you don�t stop them now,� Burt�s voice gently cuts into his thoughts. �There are worse things than damaged cars, my boy.�
Scott swallows thickly, and then takes aim. He manages to hit one of the drivers with ease. But the remaining car of vampires apparently acquired some weapons and they start shooting at them. Scott ducks beneath the seat.
�Turn right! Turn right!� Burt screeches.
Scott yelps in pain, his fore head colliding first with the window then with the divider. His glasses have fallen off his face and he is starting to feel woozy. Not thinking, he opens his eyes. Fortunately, he was looking up at the ceiling.
�Close your eyes, you fool!� Daken yells over the rushing wind that has now filled the car. �What the hell is that girl doing?�
Fumbling around, Scott manages to find his glasses. Once it is safe to open his eyes, Scott watches as Storm levitates into the air after jumping out of the other car. He chuckles. �Storm can handle those guys.�
With a rush of thunder, lightning strikes the remaining car of vampires. The smell of ozone is thick in the air.
�Whoo-wee!� Burt grins. �I�m sure glad I�m on the same side as you guys. I certainly would never want you as enemies!�
The rest of the trip is uneventful as they finally make it to the airport. Burt leads the way to the plane he has chartered.
Daken notices that Victor is not even trying to hide his stares now. �If you have something to say to me, old man, I suggest you just do it,� Daken grounds out.
�Have I met you before?� Victor asks.
Daken is tempted to draw the charade out a little farther. But his temper is running short enough as it is. He spins around and punches Victor in the jaw, sending the older feral crashing to the ground. �That�s for my mother, you don of a bitch.�
Victor lies on the tarmac, dazed for a moment. He is dimly aware that the others are staring at him. �What the fuck are you talking about?� Victor finally says.
�Itsu, your brother�s wife, was my mother and you killed her,� Daken spits. �She was eight months pregnant with me. You got jealous that your brother might want to be with her more than you, so you killed her.�
Victor blinks owlishly at Daken. �Kid, I have no idea what you are talking about. To my knowledge, Jimmy has never been married. And I never heard of him knocking some broad up-�
�Her name was Itsu,� Daken bit out. �She and my father were married. You killed her.� Romulus wouldn�t lie about something like this. At least Daken is mostly positive Romulus wouldn�t lie about something like this.
But the snarky voice in the back of his mind cruelly points out, And just what is he doing to your father? You know damned well that Romulus has either twisted the truth or flat out lied to James to keep him in line! Why wouldn�t he lie to you too?
�And I�m telling you I have no fucking idea what you are talking about,� Victor responds, somehow managing to keep his cool through all of this.
Daken opens and shuts his mouth a few times, grasping for something� anything to say. He finally spins on his heel and continues to stalk towards the plane.
It is Scott who helps Victor to his feet. �What is he talking about?� Scott asks. He knows some of Victor�s history- that he used to be an assassin for the government and that he fought in a lot of wars. Stuff like that, but not too many real details. The professor had told him that Victor wasn�t the man he used to be before joining the school.
�I wish I knew, Scott,� Victor replies numbly. �Hell, I didn�t even know I had a nephew until just now. And trust me, if Jimmy had known he had a son, he sure as hell would have tried to raise the kid.�
Scott drops his voice. �Do you think we can trust this guy?�
�Honestly? No, we can�t. I would bet anything this Daken works for Romulus. But my gut is telling me we may be able to use him as much as he�s probably going to try to use us. He hasn�t tried to hurt any of you yet, so we�ll just keep playing along for now.�
Scott isn�t sure he agrees with Victor�s logic. After all, Victor seems to get rather irrational and desperate where his younger brother is concerned. But Victor is the leader, and Scott will do as he is told.
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