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New fan fic


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Writer: SailorShipper
Rating: R (references to sex, cussing, gore)
Summary: After walking in on Bancoran with another man, Maraich has gone out into the night to clear his head. Little does he know there had been an escaped experiment from a lab, now there is something stalking him in the night.
Spoilers: Around chapter  55 of the manga.
A/N: I make no profit from this story, it was written simply for love of the series. I’m still new to Patarillo so please excuse any mistakes.


 

The tap of his high healed shoes seemed to be little more of a hollow echo in Maraich’s ears. Shivering to himself he pulled his silver mantle around his body, though the shivering had nothing to do with the air.  He hardly noticed that the fog’s dampness was making his riot of curly red hair frizzle, or that the bangs covering his left eye where staring to get soaked through.

In his minds eye he could see Bancoran, the man he love, in the arms of another. This time it was some wisp of a thing, hardly older then Maraich, the fact that this time Bancoran had been caught in his own condo, where there were so many memories  had been too much of a shock. Instead of his usual screaming, followed by attacking Bancoran with what ever sharp objects where at hand Maraich had simply given a small sob of surprise and walked out, deaf to Bancoran calling of his name.

Just like every other time that Maraich had caught Bancoran’s eye wandering Maraich thought that maybe it was time to move on, even though he had no where to go, anything would have to be better then this.  Maraich wondered why despite it all he came back to such pain, if the good times where worth staying with a man who wandered, despite his words of love.

In frustration Maraich clenched his fist, whishing that all of his problems where easy to solve with a knife. A physical response was easy, something got annoying he could hit it with a mallet or stab it until it was no longer annoying. His feelings for Bancoran on the other hand where not as easily taken care of, and it drove him to distraction.

*
Bancoran glared with anger even as he mentally cursed himself. Once again he had hurt his lover because of his in ability to turn down a pretty young face, and this time Maraich didn’t just look mad, he looked down right defeated.

“This is your fault,” He snarled at the young man. “I told you once before I wasn’t interested, why did you have to come back now?”

“You sure didn’t seem to mind that kiss.” Alonzo smirked, “You can’t tell me that after all of that you are still interested in just one person, you’ve never been that way before.”

“You know every well I never could help myself, now thanks do you I have other things to worry about.” Bancoran knew he wasn’t being completely fair, after all he had no intending of pulling his old lover away still it couldn’t be his entire fault that Maraich had gotten hurt again.

Any other conversation was cut short by the sound ringing of a phone.  Bancoran shot Alonzo one last glair and then strode to pick it up.
“Yes,” He responded in clipped a clipped tone.

“Major Bancoran,” He recognized the voice of his boss. “Your help is required right away; we just received word that an experiment has escape from one a lab set up for genetic research, all reports state that it’s dangerous and most likely lose on the streets of London.”

“How long ago was this?” Bancoran did his best to keep calm, even though his first though was of Maraich, out there with only a knife to protect him.

“We got the call about ten minutes ago.”

“I’m on my way,” Bancoran responded, and hung up the phone.

“You better be gone when I get back.” Bancoran snapped at Alonzo before heading out the door.

Alonzo smirked to himself knowingly and left just behind Bancoran, though he went in a different direction.

*
Maraich had been wandering about for several hours, at first it was simply because he need to try and clear his mind but then it became obvious that in his self pitying haze he had gotten quite lost. On top of that it was starting to drizzle.

Upset, lost and now starting to get soaked Maraich found himself even more tempted to just plod down and have a good cry. He had acutely just drop to the ground and was just about to let out all of his frustrations lose when he heard something behind him. Years of instincts as an assassin couldn’t be denied no mater how upset he was.

His normally reflexes where slowed by shear exhaustion from walking to long and he just managed to avoid having his back cut open by a sharp dagger, as it was it left a painful gash on his arm.  Maraich hissed in pain as he moved to face his attacker.

It was the young man from before and Maraich’s green eyes narrow in anger as reached for one of the many dangers he kept hidden from his cloths.

“You again,” He screeched as soon as he had freed his weapon and tossed off his silver mantle to give himself more freedom. “Its bad enough you took my Bancoran.”

Alfonso laughed at that, his face twisted in a cruel sneer.

“Your one to talk the selfish little boy not willing to share Bancoran with anyone else, before you came along he was free.” Alonzo spit in disgust. “Now he hardly even makes time, simply because he’s too afraid to hurt his precious, selfish little Maraich.”

Maraich lunged again only to find that his feet refused to obey him; instead he staggered to one side and almost crashed into a nearby railing.

“Aw, like my little addition.” Alonzo taunted. “Just a bit of poison to keep you from moving after all I know your past and don’t want to take any chances.”

Maraich fought to move outright anger at once again being at the mercy of one of Bancoran’s deranged ex-lovers; he hated to be weak yet was powerless to do anything as Alfonso moved closer.

“The best part is that this little poison is detectable, so they will never know just what killed you.” Alfonso’s eyes flashed in smug victory. “All they will find is a mutilated body and that’s not even the best part. I plan ahead you see, just before I came to visit Bancoran I made a little side trip to a little installation I had been working at.”

“What do you mean?” Maraich’s head felt dizzy, as if the surrounding fog had somehow seeped its way into his mind.

“Shush, it’s rude to interrupt.” Alonzo mockingly reached down to pat Maraich’s cheek. “I’ve taken so long to set this up. As I was saying, there was this strange freak there, some kind of genetic experiment, scary as hell to look at, I made sure to set it free not to long ago. I believe Bancoran is with the group to hunt it down, I’m sure it will be found but not before it manages to get one victim Poor Bancoran is going to be so upset to find what is left if his little love, gutted and with little sign of how lovely he once was.”

Alfonso traced his dagger along Maraich’s stomach as he prepared to cut.

“To think all of this could have been avoided if you just chose to share.”

Maraich closed his eyes as he felt tears escape despite all that had happened he wasn’t ready to die, not at t he hands of some mad man, not when things where still bad between him and Bancoran.

No finishing blow ever came; instead Maraich heard a strange rhythmic taping that was getting slowly closer.  Alonzo cursed under his breath, and then moved away.

“I would have liked to finish this myself but from the sounds of things your death won’t have to be staged after all. Now if you don’t mind I would rather not stick around.”

Maraich struggled to sit up as he heard both Alonzo retreating and the rhythmic steeps that were moving in on his direction. Through poison and fog obscured eyes Maraich saw something approaching. It was slender and couldn’t bee more then four feet tall its eyes had an eerie glow to them, much like how a cat’s eyes would shine in low light.

Maraich felt his breath quicken as it suddenly moved faster, running at a speed not at all normal for anything human. When the figure was close enough Maraich could at last see what caused the taping sound and the sight caused him to gasp in fear.

In the place of normal toes there was a foot with three claws, two of them flat against the ground and one was curved like a small scythe. It had to have been those that curved claw against pavement that caused the taping he had heard.

Again Maraich struggled as a head moved down to inspect him. It to saw not quite human, the face had an elongated look and its eyes were too large. It was hard to tell what was this thing had in place of hair, for one it was to course more along the texture of quills.

It crouched down then, head to one side and Maraich could see that despite its appearance this thing was thinking. Studying him as he was studying it, then Maraich noticed a distinctive yet small curve to its chest, female then though hard to tell an age.

“If you’re going to eat me, might as well get it over with.” Maraich’s voice sounded raspy even in his own ears, both fear and resignation evident.

That seemed to make her mad, and she gave Maraich what could only be a dirty look before reaching out one arm. Like her feet these were also tipped in sharp claws and Maraich flinched as he expected them to gut him.

That never happened, instead all she reached for his wounded arm and turned it over for closer inspection, pulling up his torn and bloody sleeve as she did so. Surprised by her gentleness Maraich allowed her to inspect the wound.

“Do you have a name?” Maraich wasn’t quite sure if he could trust this thing, but other then the fact she looked scary as hell there seemed to be no real malice in her.

Though she met his eyes and blinked no response was forthcoming and Maraich then felt a little foolish, if she was some sort of escaped experiment it was un likely anyone had given her a name, or even took the time to acutely talk to her and Maraich found that the though made him sad.

“How does Krieg sound?” Maraich asked, and to was surprised to see upturned lips, so she could understand just not speak. “Since you don’t seem to mind, that’s what I’m going to call you.”

He received one nod in response and Krieg went back to treating his arm. As Maraich watched she located his dropped dagger and cut away his ruined sleeve, then using what had not already been stained with blood she wrapped the wound.

That taken care of she looked at him expectantly  then nudged at his side with her head much in the way a large animal would nudge in an attempt to get their young to stand. The sudden change from human to animal behavior startled Maraich and it took him a few moments to figure out all Krieg was trying to do was get him to stand.

Though his step was still uneven Maraich was able to do so, though he refused any help from Krieg partially because she looked to small to do any good and also because despite her help Maraich was still more then a little unnerved by her appearance.

“Yes, well thanks for your help,” Maraich said once he was on his feet and no longer felt like he was going to fall over. “But I need to go now, I can’t stay out here much longer and I’m sure that you want to get back to getting away.”

Deep down Maraich knew it might be safer to stay with the strange female, but it was wasn’t easy to get past the fact she wasn’t quite human and despite her help part of him was afraid she would turn and attack at any moment.

It was clear that Krieg would have none of that as soon as Maraich started walking; she fell into step right behind him giving him a dirty look as he attempted to chase her off. After a few blocks Maraich had enough and turned to face her again, doing his best to keep his temper down in fear of making her mad and getting gutted.

“Can you go away, people will notice you if you keep following me. Besides I need to get home and I have no need for a pet.”

Maraich winced as Krieg responded by showing a freighting pair of sharp teeth, and Maraich questioned the wisdom in his words. His hands went up and he backed into a wall, wondering just when this day had gone straight to hell.

“I just mean you stand out,” Maraich’s words became rushed. “As soon as some one sees you I’m sure they are going to try at catch you again, or worse.” Hopefully he could appeal to her self preservation, surely she had that.

Krieg looked at him, crossed her arms over her chest and gave a dismissive snort and Maraich questioned the wisdom of arguing some someone who couldn’t argue back, and whose best points in an argument were quite sharp and deadly.

“Fine you can stay with me until I find my way back to my apartment, just try to not be too conspicuous.”
 
Even as he said that Maraich couldn’t help but wonder if it was that was even possible. Some one was bound to notice him being followed by a naked female that looked like she had escaped off some bad fantasy novel.

*

“Is there any news at all from any of the teams?” By this point Bancoran was beyond just a normal state of worry. It was almost dawn now and there had still be no sign of the escaped experiment, to make maters worse Maraich had yet to be located and Bancoran was starting to suspect the worst.

“One team found a torn and bloody sleeve about three blocks away.” A voice; though no one Bancoran recognized; responded over the radio.

“And on one thought to inform me about this?” Bancoran all but screamed over the radio. He had long past being calm.

“It was just found sir.” Even over the speaker the voice sounded quite afraid.

“I’m on my way.” Bancoran snapped as soon as he had received directions.

*

Maraich woke up alone, cold an uncomfortable. For some one use to sleeping in a soft bed and being wrapped in a warm body wakening up in a storm pipe wedged just above the water level was not a pleasant experience.

Wakening up to questioning yellow eyes was even less pleasant and Maraich gave a small scream, pushed himself back and wound up falling into the thin trickle of water.

Krieg blinked at him, an apology on her expressive face.

“I take it you don’t find anything?” Maraich grumped, so irritated at being woken up in such a manor he forgot to be afraid for a moment.

Krieg shook her head, not that Maraich had expected much, after all if he was lost there was no way some escaped lab experiment would know how to get back to his condo. Meanly Maraich found he wishing to be rid of her, things would be much quicker without the odd looking female tagging along, for one thing he could ask for help without fear of anyone he approached running away.

“Well its going to be dawn soon, I’ll have to find the place on my own.”  Maraich felt disgusting never before did he have to where the same thing twice, not to mention his hair was a mess of tangles and his arm hurt.
Krieg looked at him and gave an annoyed chortling sound.

“Look you might have helped me, and I appreciate it, but I’m not waiting around for it to get dark again before getting home.” Maraich stood, shook himself and then attempted to squeeze the worst of the water from out of his hair.  “And don’t try and follow me this time, your smart enough to know how easy it would be to spot you during the day time.”

Krieg got the stubborn look on her face again, and once again crossed her arms over her chest, then moved to stand right in front of Maraich. Every time he attempted to get past her Krieg would move with him. Even in his irritation Maraich wasn’t quite brave enough to attempt to pick her up and toss her, something he was sure to would lead to pain if not death. Pushing was also out of the question for the exact same reason. 

“I just want to get home,” Maraich cried out in frustration. “I’m sure even you can understand that; now please just let me go.”

As soon as Maraich said those words and saw the look on Krieg’s eyes he became aware that he went too far.  If Krieg was an experiment she wouldn’t understand that concept, and even if she did it would be a low blow.

Krieg made a low sound deep in the throat, and then turned away from Maraich, walking into the underbrush. Despite the fact Maraich knew he was no free to go his own way he found he couldn’t. Thinking back he realized just what this strange being hand done for him so gathering up her courage he went after her.

Krieg was crouching down when Maraich found her, and didn’t react when he came up behind her. For a few moments Maraich just stood there as he attempted to find the words. Nothing came and instead he simply placed one hand on her shoulder.

It felt strange, not quite like human skin but not at all an unpleasant feeling. For a moment Krieg seemed to shiver, then looked at Maraich in surprise, then moved a bit closer, the next thing he knew he was almost flattened by a hug. And Maraich realized something else he had missed; Krieg had most likely never felt a kind touch before, but like all people craved contact.  Maraich silently cursed himself for being so blind.

*

Though there was very little of the sleeve left Bancoran was almost certain it had belong to Maraich. The parts of it that had not been stained with blood where the same color as the outfit he had been wearing, and its soft texture was much like the tops that his lover preferred.

“Was anything else found?” Bancoran asked as he caressed the torn clothing, hoping against hope it wasn’t all he would have left of Maraich.

“A silver mantle was found close by also, no blood on it though.” One of the officers responded to Bancoran’s inquiry.  “If fact other than the sleeve you are looking at there is very little blood.”

Bancoran released the breath he had been holding. No body and very little blood, which meant there was still hope.

As he stood lost in his own thoughts Bancoran noticed something out of off to his left.  In a side ally some one that looked a good deal like Alonzo was watching them, an angry look on his face. As Bancoran watched Alonzo took out a device, looked it over, then quickly ducked out of sight.

Bancoran waited just long enough to give Alonzo a head start, drew his gun and moved to tail the young man.

*
Krieg tensed in Maraich’s embrace and then gave off a low warning rumble. Maraich pulled away and grasped his small throwing knife as he turned to where Krieg was facing.  He could hear rustling sounds from above as someone negotiated the steep incline leading down to where they were.

“Out of sigh,” Maraich warned Krieg in a low whisper. “Don’t take any chances.”

For once he got no argumentative sounds from Krieg; instead she simply seemed to melt into the thick foliage. Maraich stood his ground, his knife at the read. Soon the figure was in sight and Maraich’s eyes narrowed, it was Alonzo again.

“Why didn’t you just die like you where suppose to?” Alonzo’s eyes narrowed. “It would have made things so much better, now I am going to have to hurry before anyone has a chance to find you.”

Alonzo rushed at Maraich, large knife cutting through the air. This time the former assassin was ready and he easily dodged the blade.  Just as Alonzo’s knife hand went past Maraich snatched his wrist and squeezed. Alonzo whimpered in pain and dropped his weapon.

“Not so easy when your target is ready, is it?” Maraich whispered in the man’s ear, and then neatly flipped him.

Alonzo crashed into a tree, sneered and pushed himself up. This time in his hands was a gun.

“Pity it had to be this way, but there is no times for games. I’ll have to figure out some one else to blame.”

Just as he squeezed the trigger Krieg pounced, both of her scythe like claws racking down Alonzo’s back drawing blood. Maraich gasped as the bullet grazed his side, his hand clutching as blood welled between his fingers.

Alonzo was howling in pain as he staggered, trying to take aim at Krieg despite the gaping wounds on his back. She looked at him and snarled her sharp teeth glistening in and her eyes wild. Then she rushed forward, Alonzo got a shot off but it wasn’t enough to slow her;  this time his scream was cut off in a gurgle as Krieg kicked out, one of her claws neatly cutting him open from the top of his rib cage all the way down to his groin.

Alonzo looked down in shock, so quick was his disembowelment that he didn’t even register the pain. He simply looked down at where his intestines were hanging out and attempted to push them back in.
He gave another gurgle and dropped still clutching at his guts.

Krieg gave Maraich one concerned look before she also collapsed a pool of blood seeping from her shoulder.

Maraich called her name and attempted to dash forward, only to his in pain and look down at his own wound. Though it was a shallow wound it still stung.

“Maraich, Maraich are you there?”  He would recognize that voice anywhere.

“Ban, I’m down here please hurry.”

Maraich’s voice was shacking from pain as well as sheer exhaustion. And he leaned against a tree as he fought against an urge to just close his eyes and let oblivion take him.

*

Bancoran skidded down the steep incline, his long black hair wild as he rushed to get to his lover. More then once he had lost sight of Alonzo. In fact that he would still have been searching if he hadn’t heard the gunfire and screaming.

Bancoran almost forgot to breathe when he saw the sight before him. To side was Alonzo, or what as left of him. He was lying on his side with his back torn open and his insides lying in a wet pile in front of him.  There was a small necked figure a couple of feet away breathing shallowly and Bancoran recoiled at its strange arms and feet.

Then he caught sight of who he was looking for. Maraich was leaning against a tree one hand clutching his side. Bancoran could see blood seeping between his fingers as well as notice a make shift bandage wrapped around one arm.

For the moment all of his concern was on his wounded lover. Maraich looked so small with his long red hair a mess of tangles, his normally pristine clothing a wreck and blood stained. Gently Bancoran placed a hand on Maraich’s cheek and called his name.

Maraich’s eyes opened and those green orbs met with Bancoran’s blue ones.

“Why is it I always get hurt when one of your exes gets pissed off?” Maraich’s smile was sardonic.

“No more,” Bancoran vowed. “I’m never letting any of them near you again. I honestly thought I’d lost you that time.”

“No such luck, it’s just a graze.” Maraich assured him. “Krieg was hurt worse; please don’t let them take her back.”

“Do you mean the escaped monster?” Bancoran asked, only to get a weak glair from Maraich.

“She’s no more of a monster then us, your pretty boy that did all of this and wanted her to take the blame was the monster.”

Bancoran looked down at his trembling hands and gave a sight of resignation.

“Very well, love.” Bancoran assured Maraich. “I’ll talk to Sanders and see what he can do.”

Maraich smiled up at Bancoran then, and he could fell his heart melt at the sight.

“Thank you.”

*

Maraich had been getting restless, it had almost been a week since that night that Alonzo had attempted to kill him and still Bancoran kept him confined. Assurances that his wounds where only minor seemed to fall on death ears and even threats of violence didn’t sway his stubborn lover.

“You can’t keep me locked up forever.” Maraich’s voice was muffled against Bancoran’s neck as he attempted using a less violent means of persuasions.  “I understand now that we where both manipulated by Alonzo, so you don’t have to worry about me walking out on you.”

Maraich gave Bancoran a soft bit on his neck and then licked at the sore spot. Bancoran hissed in appreciation and tightened his grip on Maraich.

“And I trust you.” He admitted gently as he traced a hand down Maraich’s slender back.  “It scares the hell out of me, how close I came to losing you. You are safer here.”

“I don’t give a damn about being safe!” Maraich snarled. “I can look after myself just as well as you can, you have me in a prison. It might have soft beds and pleasant rooms, but I go where I want and I can’t stand it. I love you Ban but I refused to be kept simply because you worry.”

Bancoran moved above Maraich, his long back hair a waterfall that engulfed them both. His eyes were at full force as Bancoran attempted to use his powers to win over his younger lover.

“What would you have us do?”

“Live, as always.” Maraich responded. “I might fell pain again, but it’s worth it, to live a life of freedom.”

“Very well, my stubborn Maraich;” Bancoran’s eyes lost that intense gaze. “I should know better then to argue with you. Now let’s get back to having fun, and tomorrow I have a different surprise for you.”

Maraich wanted to know the surprise, but it was hard to think to long about that when he had a very excited and very naked Bancoran looking over him. With a smirk Maraich reached up with his slender arms and pulled Bancoran down into a passionate kiss.

*

It turned out the surprise that Bancoran was talking about was several hours outside of London. No mater what Maraich tried he couldn’t get any information about where they were going. Even a quick grope had just resulted in Bancoran pulling his hand up into a kiss and a warning to behave. Maraich gave him a pouting look but finally gave in.

Finally they arrived at a large enclosed area. As Bancoran drove past a guard tower he flashed his badge and was waved past.

“This is a top training area for wilderness combat.” Bancoran explained by way of the security measures. “So they need to keep it secret form any unwelcome visitors.”

Still unsure of what as going on Maraich remained silent, even as they drove to a small encampment about half a mile passed the gated check point. Bancoran parked and then indicated that Maraich should get out.

“Are you going to stop playing around?” Maraich finally spoke up as Bancoran moved easily to his side. “Or do you want to make me guess?”

“Just wait.” Bancoran responded with a smug look and Maraich found himself wanting to drive a fist through that pretty face of his.

“Mar aich.”  A voice called, as if not use to using words.

Maraich turned and spotted a familiar figure running towards him and inhuman speeds.

“Krieg?”  Maraich couldn’t help the surprise in his voice as the small female gave him a huge hug.

Some one had managed to talk her into dressing, though it was a simple brown tank top and a knee length skirt that had been slit on both sides to allow movement.

“Better now?” Krieg allowed her self to be placed on the group and looked up at Maraich expectantly.

“Yes, Bancoran just made me stay at home until he was sure I was better.”

“Alpha chose.” Krieg nodded knowingly.

Maraich just blinked at her odd choice of words. Then decided it was simply because she wasn’t use to talking.

“Okay Bancoran, just what’s going on?”  Maraich turned to face his lover and put his hands on his slim waist.

“I told you it would take a while, but a few strings where pulled at Krieg was sent here. It’s out of the way so she should be safe from re capture. There is also plenty of space for her to move around in.” He reached over and gave Maraich’s hand a loving squeeze.

“You’re not the only one who needs freedom, and there are people here that can help her. As you can see she’s acutely quite quick at peeking up speech, considering a week about she didn’t talk at all.”

Krieg glanced over to Bancoran and looked up at him, almost straining her neck to do so.

“Alpha hurt Maraich, alpha get hurt.” She warned.

“That’s right,” Bancoran assured Krieg. “You took care of Alonzo to protect my Maraich; I want to thank you for that.”

Maraich saw that exasperated look cross Krieg’s face and she gave a snort.  Most likely she was just frustrated at not getting her point across. This time she pointed a clawed hand at Bancoran.

“Hurt Maraich before, not again.” This time the point was clear or at least clearer than before.

“What did you tell her?” Bancoran turned to Maraich.

“Nothing, I don’t know how she knew that.” Maraich responded. “I never talked to her about you.”

Krieg just nodded knowingly and declared.

“I listen.”

Bancoran sighed.

“Well what ever it is she does Krieg will be safe here, and you’ll be free to visit her.”

Maraich slid close to Bancoran and rested his head on the taller man’s shoulder.

“Thank you, love.” He said in a low voice.  Bancoran didn’t respond, he simply reached a hand around Maraich and gave his young lover a soft squeeze around the waist.

 


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