Phoenix Rising: Chapter Sixteen
Phoenix Rising: Chapter Sixteen
Giselle's face didn't hurt anymore,but she could not look at it. It was as a stranger to her now.
Scars crisscrossed it, making it look like a mismatched jigsaw puzzle. Giselle knew that the rest of her body was the same. Devonn had made sure that no one would ever love her again. She walked over to the small crib that the baby lay in. She smiled as she saw the little one sleeping so soundly.
Giselle was still amazed at the little one's strength. She should have been in an 'cubator because she was born too early, but she breathed and thrived on her own. Giselle would care for her, but she had to get this baby out of here somehow before Devonn could use her to force Allura to wed him. Giselle would try again to reach Allura with the baby. She sensed that Allura would try to rescue the baby, but Giselle knew if she did, Devonn would be waiting for her. Giselle just had to leave before Devon could do anything else. She knew of a way out of the castle, but she had to time it just right at the changing of the guards. It wouldn't be long now...
Devonn smiled as he looked upon his new appearance. The doctors had removed the last of his artificial skin, despite their protests.
Of course, the doctors knew of his true appearance, but they had kept silent out of respect for King Raull. There had always been rumors that Devonn wasn't really what he seemed to be and his new appearance would only confirm it. The people could do nothing about it anyway. They would accept him - the might of all his troops and weaponry would make sure of it. As soon as he claimed his father's empire, his rule would be absolute across two galaxies!
Devvonn studied his face. It was different in an alien way. He was of a branch of Drules that took after their reptilian ancestors. His face was fierce - there was no softness to it. He wondered idly if this was what his true father looked like. Bengale said long ago he looked just like him. He did not like it at the time, but now...now it had such appeal.
Devonn smiled. Soon he would wed Allura, and soon he would have that robot of hers to command. Voltron would enforce his rule thoughout his empire, and he would rule over all. But first, he would need to contact his father and arrange a family reunion of sorts. He would give his father Zarkon a gift - a gift that would leave him right where he wanted him. ..dead.
Lotor woke and found that they had fallen asleep on the floor. He looked down and saw that Allura was still asleep. Lotor shifted slightly and grimaced. They did not need to stay on this floor. He didn't know about Allura, but he was getting a cramp in his back. Lotor got up and as he did so, he lifted Allura in his arms and carried her to the bed. He could not help but notice that her robe came open slightly at her chest, exposing her ivory skin. He desperately wanted to kiss her there, but he did not want to frighten her. He gently laid her down and then laid down beside her, his arms around her waist, holding her close. He thought about all the things they had heard of his mother and father, about Zarkon and Devonn. For the first time in his life, he felt free. He was free from Zarkon, or would be when he was dead. He sighed and thought that if Allura really meant what he said about staying married to him, he would be the happiest man in the universe.
He felt Allura stir and stretch - which he didn't mind a bit. To his surprise, she turned her body around to face him and she placed her arms around his neck and sleepily kissed him.
She smiled and said, "Hello, son of Raull..."
He smiled, "Hello, my love.." and he kissed her deeply.
She did not seem to mind, and in fact she returned his kiss. Their lips parted and Lotor said, "Allura, you know I love you so.I would do anything for you."
She said, "I know..."
Lotor held her tightly and he said, "Do you love - ?" He was afraid to ask her, for fear of her answer.
Allura seemed to know this and said, "Yes...I do. I do love you. Perhaps I always have, but denied it."
Lotor was jubulant! He kissed her wildly and murmured, "This is the happiest day I have ever had." Then he raised his eyebrow wryly and said, "Only one thing could make me happier."
Allura bit her lip and then she suddenly laughed. Lotor saw lights dancing in her eyes and knew she was not offended. He kissed her again, one hand in her hair and one around her waist.
He pulled away, breathing heavily. "I think we had better stop..I don't want to scare you."
Allura took her hand and stroked his cheek. She said quietly, "We are married, Lotor - who says we need to stop?"
Lotor was stunned. He said, "You mean you want to?"
Allura thought about it for a moment and found that she did want to. She kissed him longingly and said, "Yes. I want to - with you and only you, Lotor. I love you."
Again Lotor felt waves of emotion wash over him. He had wanted this for so long. Not just their physical joining, but the joining of their hearts and their minds. He had loved many women physically, but she had been the only one who touched his heart and made him yearn for something better. She kissed him with passion and he knew she meant what she said. His hands moved everywhere, as did hers and he felt such desire for her as she softly said his name in love.
Allura wanted this with him. She wanted him close - a part of her. They had shared their pain and now they would share their joy together. As he kissed her slowly, a fleeting thought came to mind that perhaps a child would be conceived from this. For a moment she thought sadly of the little one and then she rallied. She knew they would rescue the baby Giselle was keeping in secret. But first, before anything else could happen, she and Lotor would have this together. No one could take it away from them.
Somehow their robes were gone now, and Allura did not care anymore. They were lost in pleasure and she would whisper his name as he would hers. They were truly wed, and soon they would be as one.
Allura closed her eyes in pleasure as Lotor kissed her deeply. She whispered that she was ready and he smiled softly and kissed her again. Suddenly a gasp of pain came from Lotor and he slumped unconscious on top of her. Allura's eyes opened and like a nightmare come to life, Devonn stood over them, his reptilian face now completely revealed. His eyes blazed in jealousy and rage.
Allura screamed in terror as Devonn pulled Lotor off of her. She tried to scramble away but Devonn grabbed her ruthlessly and pulled her close to him.
He said, "It is a good thing I decided to come back, my angel. Otherwise..." He glanced at Lotor lying prone on the floor and savagely kicked him in the side.
Allura screamed, "No!!"
Devonn turned to her and grinned, "Oh, don't worry, Allura. I wish he could feel it. He's dead now!"
Allura's face paled as she gasped, "No, no.."Tears sprang to her eyes.
Devonn's hands wrapped around her body and pulled her even closer. He relished the feel of her and the look of utter horror on her face. Allura was in shock.
Devonn laughed and said, "Don't worry, darling,you won't be lonely. I'll make sure of that!" He kissed her savagely, forcing her mouth open. Allura fought him and he merely chuckled and said, "You are a woman of passion - so perfect for me!" Allura screamed as he kissed her neck. Suddenly everything went black.
Devonn held the unconscious Allura in his arms and smiled. He threw the hypospray he had used on her on the floor and let his free hand roam her body. Ah..she was wonderful. This was much better with his real skin. He had made the right decision in reversing his surgery.
As much as he wanted to take her now, he needed to implement his plans. Once they were wed he would be with her and his victory would be complete. He placed Allura back on the bed and glanced at Lotor. A sense of unease came upon him. Was he truly dead? He shook his head. He had to be. Bengale had made up the toxin and Bengale knew better than to betray him - if he wanted to live, that is.
Looking down at Allura's still face, Devonn smiled evily and said, "We are going to give a greeting to your future father-in-law, darling. I think you know him already."
Devonn took out a small powerful holo emitter and placed it upon the floor, setting it for full-size projection. He set it to the right coordinates. He knew that this would reach Zarkon, even though the distance of their galaxies was very far. His planet had always been graced with powerful technology - it would easily send the transmission through.
Devonn dragged Lotor to where he could be seen on the floor, and turned to pick up Allura from the bed. His eyes travelled down her body and he wondered if he should cover her - much as he hated to. He went to the closet and rumaged through it. Finally he found what would be appropriate for her - a sheer negligee - enough to cover her, but enough to tempt. He dressed her and he looked down upon her and smiled. She was perfect. He lifted her up in his arms and faced the holotransmitter.
Devonn was now ready. He said, "Start transmission!"
And the holotransmitter began transmitting to Planet Doom - and to King Zarkon.