Tales From a Traitor {K/L Teen-Adult}

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Tales From a Traitor {K/L Teen-Adult}

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So, this my attempt at getting my muse off her lazy, wandering ass and back to work.

Note: I'm starting a series of little Traitor drabbles that won't make much sense or have much back story because that's just how they're coming to me. Because this style is new to me, forgive me if it's all random....and if it all just sucks. Either way, feedback is always welcome.

Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Rating: Teen-Adult
Catagory: Traitor(Liz/Khivar)

~And He Hated Himself For It~

“Don’t let go!”

Power surged through her limbs like cold electricity, the words she’d spoken not reaching her own ears. Only the sound of her heart. Only the sound of his heart. The only thing keeping her from surrendering to the darkness that this cold shock accompanied was his grasp on her hands. The knowledge that he wasn’t leaving her, that if she began to plummet, he’d be there. Because let’s face it, not only did she not know entirely what she doing, but she was scared shitless

“I’m not going anywhere.”

His voice was strained. Calm only by force. He’d never felt power course through his veins like this before. It was very painful. But he had to hold on in order for her to hold on. He had to take some of her shocks, keep her from plummeting. When he’d started slipping, her urgent plea to not let go worked like a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart. The knowledge that she needed him, that she might not be able to hold on if he couldn’t, was all he needed. Because let’s face it, not only did he not know what he was doing, but he was scared shitless.

Then, without much warning, the shocks became smoother, more fluid. The sudden shift from painful, to overwhelmingly soothing made him open his eyes. Immediately, they focused on her. She was no longer pale, but flushed. Her breathing calm, and her muscles relaxed. The rain that had been pounding down on them, suddenly gone. Now sky was clear and the moon lit the beach. The water had settled in the most alarming tranquility.

Yet, he could still feel the power. The air seemed like it was circling them. Wrapping them up. It was her and he knew it. She had finally controlled her powers, and in doing so, stopped the chaos that her power spurt had brought about in the first place.

His gaze returned to her as she slowly opened her eyes. Her brown eyes, large and slightly confused. He couldn’t help but smirk at her. Little Miss I-Can’t-Do-This-I’m-Just-A-Normal-Girl had just proven herself absolutely wrong. He decided that he wasn’t going to think about what this meant for them both at this moment. She needed a break.

Instead, he opted for enjoying rubbing it in her face that he, as always, was right and the sooner she’d accept this, the better off they’d both be.

“Oh, get over it.” She said suddenly, pushing away his hands and trying miserably to stand. Dammit. Had she just read his thoughts? He’d figured that even if she had acquired that little skill, he’d had years of experience in shielding his thoughts from others, so it shouldn’t affect him.

“Well, aren’t you just arrogant.” She replied almost snidely while looking down at him. She then rolled her eyes and turned to walk off.

“What?” he then struggled to his feet and moved to catch up with her. “I’m just a little off balance because of your little outburst. If I hadn’t been making sure you didn’t kill us both, you wouldn’t have been able to even read my moods let alone my mind.”

And just like that, they were back to normal, as if she hadn’t needed him and trusted him with everything she had only moments ago. As if he hadn’t been almost loving in his regard for her safety. It was something that they did. Go back and forth. Pretend to hate each other as they once did a while ago. Choosing snide over sincere, because if they were really honest with each other, then it would have to be accepted that she fell in love with the man she was taught to fear and hate ever since she joined the alien madness. He would have to admit that she wasn’t just a weapon that he’d been lucky enough to have in his possession. That she wasn’t just a way to thrust a long knife in his enemy’s chest. He had, to his humiliation, fallen completely in love with her.

“I hate you…Khivar.” She knew that he didn’t really like being called by that name, yet he constantly mocked the royal four for their attachments to something as human as a name. He scowled at her.

“The feeling’s mutual. So it’s good we agree on something.” Yeah, he’d fallen completely in love with the woman who had been completely in love with his greatest enemy.

And he hated himself for it.


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