Eli Paravich (blinkandmissme) wrote,
@ 2010-10-27 21:06:00

Pick Two
For this meme, choose one character of yours and one character of mine-- and then I will write out how they hook up, settle into a long term relationship and/or marriage, and describe their firstborn child/children, if any. Crack pairings and old characters are acceptable.

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	lytaworthington 2010-10-28 02:26 am UTC (link)
	Julian/Lyta Eli/Grace Tim/Lian Rex/Mar'i Robert/Morgaine (Reply to this)(Thread)

blinkandmissme
2010-10-28 04:34 am UTC (link)

"Father, how did you meet Mother?" young Olivia Jane "Oli" Queen asks as she finishes carving the last arrow for her new bow.

"Well...it is a long story that requires little girls to get ready for bed if it is to be told properly." Robert says, smiling at his dark-haired little girl, the spitting image of her mother and grandmothers before her. He lets Oli down and the little girl runs for the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Soon enough, Robert sits in the chair by Oli's bedside.

"So, Father, how did you meet mother?" Oli asks again.

"She was trying to kill me." he answers simply.

"Why?"

"Because I killed her father." Robert answers again.

Oli considers this before asking her next question. "Why did you kill her father?"

"Because he tried to kill me, first, my little wolf. There is nothing wrong with killing a man who tries to kill you first. If he is worthy, you will die. If his not, he will die. That is the way of things, now and always." Robert tells her.

Olivia nods, remembering what her father and mother always tell her about life and death.

"Do you remember what she first said to you?" Oli asks with a smile.

"Yes, I do. She said 'You are a liar, Robert Queen.'" Robert says, smiling at her as his mind travels back down the years.

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Robert pulled himself out of the water and thought he would bleed to death right there on the shore. Well, if infection didn't take him first, that is. He had no clue who the woman was that tried to kill him, but he vowed to find out if he didn't die.

As luck would have it, he found her again in Star City two months later. Ironically, she'd been sent to murder /his/ father, Oliver Queen...and Robert himself was too late to stop it. A small part of Robert died that day, grieving for the father he'd never known. Keith and the others had inherited everything Oliver had, and Robert was left with exactly what Oliver gave him in life.

Nothing.

Still, Robert chose to dedicate himself to finding Oliver's killer, if only to avenge his father and make the pain go away.

"When I found her, she was surrounded by the Seven Men of Death, Oli. Her cousin, Henry, had already killed her brother Damien, and though I did not know it at the time, my brother Joseph. He'd killed and replaced the Demon's Head.

Now he was trying to remove the Demon's Fang from the equation." Robert tells his little girl.

"What did you do, Father?" the little girl asks, listening with rapt attention.

"No one takes what is mine, Oli...not even my kills." Robert says, reminiscing once again.

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blinkandmissme
2010-10-28 04:49 am UTC (link)

The two of them fought the Seven as much as they fought each other that night. By the end, they'd been beaten by the four remaining members and brought before Henry Cain.

"Rather than killing us, Henry forced us to endure the worst torture imaginable." Robert tells his daughter.

"Did he pull our your fingernails? Or did he cut you over and over?" she asks.

"Worse. He chained us up facing each other and let us hang that way for hours at a time." Robert says. "Your mother broke my nose three times that first day.

She would hurt me physically and I would attack her emotionally. Eventually, we found ourselves too tired and battered to fight and with only enough energy to hurl insults at each other. Somewhere along the way, we learned to talk to each other in acidic tones that gave way to more civil ones." Robert says.

He still remembered the day, after months of being chained together, that he decided that killing her was no longer as important as keeping her alive so that he could use her to get out of here.

"We will kill Henry Cain, and then go our separate ways, Morgaine. But if the chance to kill you comes up afterward...I will take it." Robert said, looking directly into those eyes of hers.

"You are a a liar, Robert Queen." she said to him, then.

She always knew when he was lying.

"Eventually, we escaped and we killed Henry Cain, leaving the League of Assassin's in disarray. She refused to be the Demon's Head and I had no other purpose in life. We honored our deal and went our separate ways." Robert said, looking back to Oli.

The little girl was fighting sleep as best she could, pinching herself to stay awake.

"What...happened next, Father?" Oli yawned.

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blinkandmissme
2010-10-28 05:21 am UTC (link)

"Two years later, your mother was in trouble and...for some reason, she called me. She was being held prisoner in Khandaq by Black Adam, who decided that she'd make a fine addition to his harem. Of course, he'd neglected your mother's views on the matter and kept her imprisoned.

I called some favors and got a few people to aid me in getting her out of there. Your Aunts Rose and Lian thought I was insane and said so /loudly/. But it was your Aunt Mia who told me that which I already knew." Robert says.

You wouldn't be going against a near-god for a woman you don't care about, Robbie. If you care for her, tell her, because she won't know any other way.

"So...you rescued Mother from an evil God?" Oli says, her eyes filled with awe.

"Actually, your mother rescued /me/ from Black Adam. He'd hit me with his lightning bolt, which hurts like hell, by the way. But he was about to break my neck when the arrow when through his chest.

Your mother saved my life. We spent a lot more time together after that. We said that we were waiting for the right moment to betray and kill each other, but I don't think very many people believed us." Robert chuckles.

He looks over to see what Oli thinks about that and finds that their daughter has fallen asleep with a smile on her face.

"If you fought half as well as you tell stories, you'd be a master warrior, Robert." Morgaine says from the doorway.

"If I were a master warrior, you'd be trying to kill me while our daughter watches, Lady Shiva. I prefer to be the master archer in this family and let you handle the hand-to-hand." he says, his hand idly going to the knife at his hip. He stands up and walks over to Morgaine at the door way, looking down at her.

"Our daughter is beautiful. She comes from good stock." he says.

"I hated every second of carrying her and the effort it took to create her, even if it was worthwhile at the time. I will not bear another child for you and if you even think of asking, I will beat you to death and tell her you fell on your sword." Morgaine says, looking Robert dead in the eyes.

Robert stares at her for a moment or two longer, then smirks.

"You're a liar, Morgaine King."

Morgaine's expression remains impenetrable for another long moment before she smiles, which Robert considers the most beautiful expression in the world.

"I am lying. But I tell the truth now: I want another child, Robert. With you." she says, looking away. He knows what it cost her to admit that to him, that she feels for him where she has never felt for anyone else.

"Then we will have another child." he says, kissing her.

"Even if I have to rescue you from another demigod to do it." he grins.

Morgaine King, Lady Shiva, rolls her eyes at her lover.

"You are /such/ a liar, Robert Queen. I would kill you if I did not love you so." she tells him, taking his hand and leading him away to their bedroom, leaving their daughter to dream.

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A Match Made In Hellfire (Part I)

blinkandmissme
2010-10-28 10:30 pm UTC (link)

Julian Howard remembered the night, the exact moment, his life changed forever. He would remember it as long as he lived, even if he lived to be over 10,000 years old, as his mother before him is.

The Popular Outcast, one of his many night clubs was doing booming business, enough so that his advisors suggested opening yet another location. Eventually, Julian chose New Orleans as the destination, both because he owned property in neighboring towns and because New Orleans was a Mecca for those who loved the nightlife. He’d picked his four best suits and boarded his plane, going over the speech he would deliver to his investors. Warren Worthington would be the toughest to sell on the idea, but Julian had other reasons for wanting to meet the man in question.

Warren’s daughter threw a wrench into his carefully crafted plans.

Julian was enchanted the moment his eyes met Lyta’s. She looked like an angel sent from heaven to steal his heart. He will never admit to thinking that, but so it was. She wore a white pantsuit that brought out her blue eyes, but Julian also thought she’d look far better in black. After the meeting, he seemed to have the entire group enthralled, all except for Lyta, whose expression seemed…bored. Julian couldn’t fully decipher that expression, which drew his attention to her all the more.

The moment the meeting ended, Julian called upon his manservant, Paulo, to deliver a message to Lyta.

“Tell her that I seek her company tonight for dinner and I’d be happy to go anywhere she chooses.” Julian says.

Paulo left and returned one hour later with Lyta’s response.

“She declined your offer, Master.” Paulo said, fully expecting these to be the last moments of his life.

“She did what?” Julian asked incredulously. His ears must have failed him. Women didn’t decline his advances.

“She said—“

“I heard you, Paulo. Why would she decline?” Julian asks, wracking his brain. “All right, take her a dozen orchids tomorrow and ask again.”

The following day, Paulo returns with the same news. At this point, he decides to switch tactics. Two days later, Julian called Lyta to a meeting, neglecting to mention that the rest of the investors were not invited.

“I see you got my message, Miss Worthington.” Julian says.

Lyta smiles at Julian, the expression somewhere between amused and unkind. “And it looks like you picked up on mine.”

“I beg your pardon?” Julian asks.

“Your money, your fancy suits and your charm school smile don’t impress me, Julian. I get the same treatment from almost every guy I run across in these circles. I don’t work through proxies, either. If you want something from me, don’t send your manservant to ask. It shows a lack of confidence, even if one doesn’t exist.” Lyta says.

Julian nods. “Your points are noted and taken, Miss Worthington.”

“And call me Lyta, please, Julian. I think we’ve been talking long enough to at least use names.” she smiles.

“Very well, Lyta. /Now/, will you have dinner with me?” Julian asks.

“No.” she says. The look on his face was priceless. She wished she could show it to him. She also wished she could read his mind and confirm what she thought he was after, but it wasn’t working.

“All right, then.” Julian says, starting to get up.

“Why are you after my company?” she asks suddenly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t catch that.” Julian says.

“Don’t play games with me. I know you helped take over Shaw Industries and you’ve had your eye on other big-name companies. You’ve been trying to meet with my dad for months. You’re not getting Worthington. Back off or I’ll make sure every one of your investors backs out and you don’t get your little club here in The Big Easy.” Lyta says.

Julian regards her for a moment. “Come to dinner with me and I’ll tell you what I’m planning. I guarantee it’s not what you think.”

He offers her his hand. She knows this is a trap of some kind, but she still can’t see it and she can’t read his mind without forcing her way in.

“Fine.” she says, taking the offered hand and staring daggers at Julian Howard.

She hoped she wasn’t going to be sorry for going along with this.

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Re: A Match Made In Hellfire (Part II)

blinkandmissme
2010-10-28 10:31 pm UTC (link)

Oh, was Lyta sorry, but not in the way she expected.

Julian brought her into the Hellfire Club as his Black Rook and showed her just how far his reach extended and how much power he could bring to bear. In time, he trusted her enough to share his true plan for what he intended to ask her father. Lyta wasn’t sure Warren would go for it, but she got him the meeting.

Nineteen months later, President Warren Worthington III was sworn into office as the 45th President of the United States and the country’s first mutant president. Diplomatic relations open up with Wakanda and, surprisingly, Genosha as well. Julian’s hand remains invisible, but his relationship with the President’s daughter does not. Julian and Lyta become the JFK Jr and Caroline Kennedy. They go to dinners, functions and they become a focus of just about anyone who wants to speak to the President.

In time, people start digging into Julian’s past and find little items that don’t match up. They find discrepancies in timelines that only the sharpest would pick up. One night, Julian receives a phone call from someone who knows his secret. Rather than lie again, Julian tells Lyta everything. He tells her of his upbringing, his mother and father, and how he only wants to make sure that mutants everywhere receive a fair chance.

He expects anger form her, or hatred. He even expects her to throw him out and join the people who will hate him for being Magneto’s son.

“Julian, I love you. You’ve never let anyone push you around or tell you what can and can’t be done before, so why start now? You’re the Gray King; you win by any means necessary because in life you either win or die, like you told me. So do what you have to do protect the three of us.” Lyta says with a smile.

Even as he hears the words, it takes him a full minute to comprehend what she just said to him. His resolve solidified at Lyta’s encouragement, but now it hardens into iron at her announcement

“I no longer want you as my Rook, Lyta. I want you to be my queen, now and forever.” Julian states. When Lyta kisses him, her wings enveloping their little family, he doesn’t even have to hear her in his mind to know her answer.

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Re: A Match Made In Hellfire (Part III)

blinkandmissme
2010-10-28 10:31 pm UTC (link)

The arrival of their son, Erik Warren Howard, brings the Black King and Queen even closer than before. The love they share is pure and perfect, though not in the fairy tale sense. They challenge each other and call each other on their follies, but they are never cruel or intentionally terrible to each other.
Erik grows up in a loving home with parents who push him to excel. His extended family ensures that the boy never wants for anything, but also understands the value of working for what he desires most. In time, Erik Howard becomes the 55th President of the United States and the Gray King of the Hellfire Club, becoming the one of the most influential men in the world.

He never forgets to thank his parents for teaching him everything he knows, especially how to seize the moment for all it is worth.

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