The Chosen

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Any resemblance between the characters and any real life person is completely coincidental. Please do not copy or distribute the story without the author's permission.

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The following story may contain erotic situations. If it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. Also expect blood, gore, incredibly funny scenes and super-powered teenagers with a destiny to save the world. If you're not a fan of any of these plus strong cursing and violence than this is not your type of story.

Chapter 12

I was dreaming again.

The city of Atlantis was always beautiful at night. The tall, shimmering silver buildings stretched high into the sky. Soft glowing lights dotted the building windows making them shine against the dark skyline. I looked down from my position on the balcony. The view from here was always breathtaking. The Imperium Tower was the tallest structure that centered and loomed above Atlantis. Distantly, I could almost hear the ocean waves lap against the city's outer perimeter. Atlantis was a jewel amongst the surrounding ocean sea.

I rubbed at my arms trying to fight the chill of the wind. It was nearing winter and it was always my least favorite time of year. The weather was always far too cold. The balcony door slid open and I turned.

Admerion loomed in the doorway. His red suit and white cloak caught the light behind him and made him look almost ethereal. When I saw his face, misted and features hidden I was thrown into awareness. I remembered this was a dream, no a memory, and I was merely a spectator in my body to witness the past. My past.

"Princeling, there you are!" he proclaimed loudly, grinning.

I glared at him. "I have known you six years and each time I have declared that you shall not refer to me by that hideous title."

"I'm sorry, Prince Emrys," he replied, promptly.

His tone and twinkling hazel eyes reflected the humor he was trying hard to keep hidden. I sighed in annoyance. Admerion had always been a difficult person ever since we first met at eleven years of age. I looked at him, shifting slightly, and crossed my arms. I raised my eyebrow at him questioning.

"Was there something you required of me, Admerion?"

He nodded, this time not fighting the smile. "There is a ball going on now and we are missing one prince. So I took the challenge upon myself to search for you and at last I have found you."

I shook my head. "It was just becoming a bit daunting. I just needed some air and I became caught up in stargazing."

Admerion stepped closer to me. "You and I could go back to my room and we could find something more... interesting to do."

I looked into his eyes and said simply, "No."

"If you want we could do it out here but people may overhear us."

A growl of annoyance erupted from my throat. "You will find that no one will overhear us since we shall not be doing anything."

"Such untrue words have never been spoken, Princeling," he challenged me, smiling roguishly.

"This is why I barely like you Admerion," I said, frustrated. "You throw your advances at me and you think I will fall to your feet and worship the ground you walk on."

Admerion frowned this time, regarding me with a stubborn look. "I have asked you to be mine since we were eleven years old and each time you turn me down. Why do you not want to be with me?"

I raised both my eyebrows astounded at his obliviousness. "It is the fact that you are an extremely arrogant person! You flaunt your power and use your status as Chosen to seduce people into your bed. I will not be a name on your list of conquests."

"You are more than a conquest, Princeling," said Admerion, gazing at me with a sudden hard glint in his eyes. "You are my everything. I have loved you since I was eleven years old. Do not think I am blind to the attraction I see in your eyes. Why do you fight it, Love?"

I felt a familiar stirring in my heart and forced it down. "There is no way I will ever allow myself to fall to your charms, your ego. You are everything I was raised not to be. Pompous, self centered, selfish. As prince-"

"No, not that again," snapped Admerion with a sudden swiftness that left me frowning. "You use that same excuse. You think because you are the prince of this city that you cannot have any fun, joy, passion that will show people you are not the perfect prince you portray."

I narrowed my eyes and stepped closer to him. "There is a reason I must portray myself as perfect. I am prince but also leader of the Chosen. People look to my family for guidance and to me for protection against the monsters that exist in the world."

Admerion shook his head. "You are wrong you know."

"About what?" I asked, sarcastically.

Admerion smiled sadly at me. "About the people look to you for protection. They look to all of us. All Chosen. They see us as symbols of the gods blessing. You are not the only one who feels such weight on their shoulders."

"Still I will-"

Suddenly, Admerion was close to me. He looked upon me and all words left my mouth as those hazel eyes focused down on me. I could see his eyes clearly even though it was night. They were neither brown nor green, a soft gold that changed to either hue when his mood shifted. I felt my breath catch as his face neared mine. We were so close now. A hairs breath separated us. His arms encircled me and he leaned his forehead against mine. I wanted to break away, but all those feelings I long ago buried within my heart were fighting their way to the surface. It was like I was trapped in a world of just him and I, and my very being screamed at me to claim what was mine.

Admerion smiled at me. It was warm and tender and I was amazed at its intensity.

"I may have brought people back to my bedroom," he said, softly, but it seemed loud in the sudden quiet blanket that enveloped us. "But I never slept with them. Each time you rejected me I took someone to my rooms. Hoping I could just make the sting of rejection go away. Each person was someone I seduced to forget about you. But there is something people, not even you, do not know. I never slept with them. I wanted to. Oh, Emrys, I wanted to so badly, but every time I pictured you and I felt your betrayal."

I stared at him, amazed. "Are you saying you are a virgin?"

He blushed and I gaped, surprised filing me at the sudden bashful expression I had never before seen on Admerion. It was a look I never thought I would ever see reflected on his face.

Admerion closed his eyes and when he opened them I was taken back by the love, such strong, burning love, I saw shining in those hazel depths.

"I am a virgin," he admitted with a small smile. "All this time I have been waiting for you. I really do love you, Emrys. My princeling."

For the first time I could not even muster up the usual annoyance I felt when he called me princeling. I tried to find it but it escaped my grasp. The feelings I tried denying for six years were uncaged and they felt stronger than anything I have ever felt before. I closed my eyes and touched upon my memories. I thought of every moment I had ever shared with him. Images went by quickly. Admerion as a boy following me around every corner, a smiling teenage Admerion proclaiming his love and presenting me flowers, falling and being caught by strong arms that belonged to a grinning Admerion, whose face was losing its boyishness and becoming more man. Every time I had fallen more in love with him and every time I pushed the feeling away to protect myself from heartache. I tried to do it again but my feelings refused to be chained once more. I opened my eyes. I could not resist any longer.

I blinked as a tear trailed down my cheek. He caught it with his thumb and I smiled tearfully, completely overwhelmed by my long buried and powerful feelings.

I smiled at him and leaned into the hand that cupped my cheek. "I love you too, Admerion. You have always known and I have just been too scared to admit it."

Admerion smiled a blindingly bright grin. It was filled with stunned amazement, relief, and so much joy. To see that it was because of me almost made me stagger back.

"You are mine, Love," whispered Admerion, his own eyes filling with tears. "I love you too much to let you go now that I have you."

He leaned down and captured my lips in a breathtaking kiss. It was everything my deepest, darkest fantasies portrayed it as. His lips were soft against mine. I felt a spark when our lips met and moaned into his mouth feeling his fingers need my back muscles, making me relax into him, practically melting against his body. Our tongues slid against each other and I felt a tingle run down my spine. This was perfect. I had never felt anything feel so right in my entire life.

"Chad!"

"Chad Summers!"

I snapped awake, my head snapping up so quickly I felt it scream in protest. I looked around wildly and met the laughing faces of my fellow classmates. What in the hell was so funny? I groaned and met the stern gaze of Mr. Duran. I racked my brain to remember where I was. Note to self: Falling asleep during Spanish class was definitely a no.

"Yes, Mr. Duran?" I asked, innocently.

Mr. Duran's bright green eyes were impossibly even brighter behind the wire framed glasses he wore. He stared me down and I wanted to piss my pants. At 200 plus pounds of solid muscle anyone would be scared. Hell I had magical powers and still was.

"You think my class is boring enough that sleeping is better than listening to my lesson?" asked Mr. Duran, still staring hard.

I swallowed and tried to grin. "Oh I was listening, sir."

"Oh, and why were your eyes closed?" he shot back, snidely.

I did grin then. "I was concentrating really hard," I assured him.

He was clenching the yard stick so tightly in his hands that I was sure that it was going to crack and explode. The bell rang and with a shaky, but relieved smile, I grabbed my bag and sprinted from the room. I was the first one through the door. Ha. Beat that Flash. I totally pulled a Wally West.

I dodged a swarm of giggling girls and jogged to my locker. It was early release today since it was the start of winter break. I really needed to be careful where I fell asleep these days. No one said anything about random memories from past lives appearing as dreams in the reincarnation manual. I fumbled and dropped my science book. Dammit. I picked it up and went to my locker. The dream played in my head as I dumped my books and bag. God. That had been some dream. Well, memory. I had no idea that I had disliked Admerion for so long. All my other vague memories took place years later, toward the fall of Atlantis. That had been my first memory that took place in a time before Admerion and I were together.

"Hey Chad," a voice behind me called out.

I spun around and smiled as Ryan appeared at my side. Unfortunately, he had Killian with him. My smile dimmed a little but I managed to send him a tight smile in return. He returned it. We were definitely making progess I say.

"We'll be patrolling the west side of the city tonight at around nine," said Ryan, quietly.

Damn. "Look guys. There is a party that I promised someone I would be at. If I could get out of it I would but I said I would go."

Killian smirked at me. "Nathaniel won't be too happy that our leader will not be joining us."

I didn't like the way he said leader. It was condescending and carried an underlining tone of mocking with it. I narrowed my eyes and restrained myself from kicking him in the chest. Fuckhead looking bastard got on my damn nerves like none other. All I needed was some Raid and I could spray his ass good. Like a good little roach he would just turn on his back and die on the spot. I smiled dreamily and sighed with pleasure.

"Chad, why do you look high?" asked Ryan, warily.

I shook my head and wiped the smile off my face. "Sorry. I think I just realized that Killian must really be excited. His sex change operation is coming up in just two weeks." I looked at him, smiling brightly. "I bet you're really nervous, huh?"

Killian's green eyes flashed and he started forward. "Listen up you dumb motherfu-"

Ryan laid an arm across Killian's chest and sighed tiredly. He looked at me and half smiled. "I think that we'll be okay to patrol without you tonight. If we get in real trouble we'll just contact you. Later, man." He waved goodbye and pulled a sour faced Killian along.

"Wassssup Biiatccch!"

I spun around and almost choked on the arm that Kevin slung around my shoulders. I glared at him and he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"Hi, Kevin," I said, begrudgingly. "Didn't expect to see you out of the cave so soon."

Kevin pulled away from me and leaned against my locker. "Not funny, whore. We're going to your boy's party tonight right?"

I nodded. "Yeah, Kev. I should be ready to go by eight. I just have to do some chores and I really need to catch some sleep. I fell asleep during Spanish today."

Kevin's eyes widened. "Man! I bet Duran was spiting fire. You know he has a temper like a crazy psycho killer!"

"I don't know what that means but yeah he was pretty," I twisted my face up and growled, "grrr like with the anger."

Kevin snorted. "Well, I have soccer meeting after school, so I'll catch you later on is that cool, slut?"

I rolled my eyes. "Such mental abuse I put up with. I'll see you later on."

He jogged away carrying his binder and books under his arm. I leaned against my locker and looked around suspiciously. Man if my locker was a meeting ground for odd friends with insane personalities then I might as well stick around. When no other of my friends appeared I slowly turned around and grabbed my keys from my locker. I shut the door and made my way quickly out of the school. When school officially ended for the day there was no casual stroll out the door for me. I tried my best to leave the school grounds quickly, just in case the motherfuckers changed their minds and trapped us here.

I waved at some people I knew and got into my Blazer. I really needed to vaccum out the inside soon. It was looking like the inside of the Cookie Monster's mouth. Crumbs from snacks littered the seats and the carpet. I really needed to stop eating in here so much. I was definitely not known for my eating and driving simultaneously abilities. I was sort of infamous for my disastrous driving while eating.

I hummed to myself as I listened to some pop song about cheating boyfriends and getting revenge. My tires screeched as I turned a corner and I waved cheerfully at a driver that was giving me the finger. It wasn't long before I pulled into my driveway. Silence greeted me as I entered the house. It still wasn't three o'clock. Morgan's school wouldn't get out till close to four and Mom didn't normally leave work till close to six in the evening. Score. The house was all to myself. I had an insane urge to pull a Tom Cruise in All the Right Moves, but I knew I would just slip and hit ground pulling off his underwear act. I was neither graceful nor coordinated. Dam these clumsy genes of mine.

I fell on my bed and sighed. This was nice. I toed off my shoes and settled under the comforter. I definitely needed to never stay up late watching that damn Heroes marathon on Sci Fi. Save the cheerleader, save the world my ass. Save me some sleep was more like it.

I was having one of those dreams were I was falling. Just falling. The sky rushed past me so fast and it wouldn't stop. I was almost at the point where I didn't care if I went and hit ground. I was ready for this damn dream to be over with. All this falling had me tripping. I felt like I was stuck in the Valley on a weird acid trip. Without warning the sky darkened and I hit solid ground. I let out a low groan and rolled over on my back. Well fuck the shit out of me. I climbed to my feet and looked around. Mist clung to the ground and a forbidding darkness surrounded me. Only a low light filled the immediate area I occupied.

"Are you ready for what is to come?"

I spun around and came face to face with myself. Oh back the fuck up. What the hell was going on? I looked closer and realized that it wasn't me. It was my past incarnation. Prince Emrys stared at me. He was older than me. Where I was cute. He was handsome, with soft facial features, and aura of wisdom glowed around him. I was in awe.

I took note of his clothes and felt embarrassed in my torn jeans and white tee. He was dressed in a fine white suit, which was like a dress suit but cut in a style I've never seen before. A silvery white cape was attached at his shoulders. On his brow was a silver circlet that gleamed even in the dim light. He smiled at me and I took a step back. Seeing such a serene smile appear on my own face made me feel weird and a little disturbed.

I frowned at him, well me. "What the hell are you talking about? What's with the single white male act?"

Prince Emrys shook his head and he looked at me calmly. "You deny what is apart of you. I am you. All I am is what I am. All I am is what you are."

"Wow. Cryptic much," I said, watching him carefully. "Why are you here? Where is here anyway?"

He smiled at me and it was that tranquil smile that was still creeping me out. "We are in the dreamscape. I am the part of your soul that whispers to you about the power inside of you, the one who guides your actions when you fear too much, the one who walks with you through dreams."

I didn't know what to say to that. "Umm... thanks dude."

"You shall soon remember the greatest love of our life. Our soul mate is near." He paused, looking at the ground and then up at me. "We did not have enough time together as I would have hoped in our last lives, but we made the best of it. I want you to do what I could not. Hold on to him. Hold on to them. Keep them alive and live your lives together. Ours was cut too soon."

My breath caught in my throat. I could feel his sadness as if it were my own. "How do you know Admerion is near? Have I met him? Or is he someone I will meet in the future."

Prince Emrys looked at me. It was that fond look that parents often looked at children with when they said something amusing or did something cute. I didn't know if I should be insulted or not. I was going to go with not. He might power smack my ass down.

"You will know Admerion by his mark of the eight point star." His smile left and he gazed at me solemnly. "Beware Those Who Dwell In Shadow. Our seal is weakening. Their time is nigh."

I wanted to roll my eyes but again. Power smack down. "What does that even mean?"

"Be good Chad Summers," bade Prince Emrys, smiling sadly. "It is time for you to return to the waking world and for us to again be one. Farewell, my incarnation."

Prince Emrys stepped forward and I gasped as he stepped right into me. I wrapped my arms around myself as a feeling of peace and completeness settled in my stomach and traveled along my body filling me with warmth. I opened my eyes and looked up.

And I awoke.

I tried not to think too hard as I got ready for the party. I pushed both of today's dreams to the back of my mind and focused on now. Right now I just wanted to be normal. No dreams of past lives, no heart to heart with my soul, and no magic. I styled my hair into a different style than I usually wore it. I normally only changed my hairstyle when I was feeling it was a special occasion. Going to a party thrown by my...boyfriend? Hmmm... we had only gone on one real date so far and there hadn't been an official discussion on exclusive dating. I fixed my hair into a faux hawk, a la David Beckham. I was feeling a bit trendy today.

Kevin whistled at me as I got out of the bathroom. "Looking good."

"Like a hustler on the corner of West Hollywood?" I asked, smiling lopsidedly.

Kevin shook his head. "I would say more like an upscale male escort. Or a poor man's version of Shawn Ashmore."

Shawn Ashmore was cute so I decided to take that as a compliment. "Thank you. And you look like the bastard child of Dean Cain."

Kevin narrowed his eyes. "Is that because we're both part Asian. I have you know I am way better looking than that man of steel." He abruptly doubled over laughing. "Man of steel. Ha! Get it??"

I nodded feeling like I was dealing with a toddler. Close. "Yes, Kevin. Man of steel. Dean Cain played Superman on TV. I get it. Ha ha."

He stuck his nose up at me. "Haaaattteeeer."

"Yes look at me," I replied, monotone. "I'm just standing here basking in my haterness. Drinking my bottle of Hateraide." I grabbed my keys and jiggled them in his face. "Let's go to a party, bitch."

It was definitely a party alright. Danny and Adam's house was about half an hour from my house in a recently built neighborhood. The homes were big and situated on large plots of land. The house was a two-story and it was lit up like Times Square. Music boomed through the air and I could swear it was shaking the ground as I pulled up next to a million other cars that littered the front yard. We got out and I was surprised at how many people were here. I knew it was a party but damn. Did he invite all of Centennial. Man. Lots of people stood outside, drinking, and laughing. They each had a red plastic cup in hand, the official cup that was at every party. We entered the house and the force of the music hit me hard. It was so fucking loud in here. I checked my eardrum and sighed in relief that it wasn't bleeding.

A laughing couple bumped into me jostling the drink in my hand. I glanced down at the cup in my hand and blinked. Where in the hell had that even come from. I had literally just walked into the door. Man. These people move fast.

Kevin eyed my cup. "Chad, where in the hell did you get that drink?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I guess somebody put it in my hand."

Kevin slapped my wrist and the cup went flying out of my grip. What the flying fuck. I looked at the cup on the ground and scowled at Kevin.

"What the hell was that about?" I snapped at him.

He rolled his eyes and slapped my head. "Don't you watch TV? That drink could have been roofied. You would have been stuck on stupid if you got raped like that chick Veronica Mars."

"You could have just said that," I replied, annoyed. "Let's go find Danny."

We moved through the crowd and I spotted a familiar ponytail of swinging mahogany hair. I grinned at the sight. Danny was dressed in jeans in a white tee with a blue blazer over it. He looked casual but stylish. I found myself licking my lips. He looked hot.

"You might want to wipe the drool from your chin," pointed out Kevin, dryly.

I wiped my mouth and rubbed my now wet hand against my jeans. Geez. Could I be anymore of a creepy geek. I tugged on Kevin's jacket and parted through the sea of bodies. Danny was standing next to a throng of people who were dancing and bobbing their heads to the hip hop song that filled the air. Danny looked up and met my eyes. His face lit up as he smiled. He broke apart from his group and met me halfway.

"Hey Chad!" he said, enveloping me in a hug. "It's good to see you." He looked at Kevin and slapped him a five. "Man. Kevin. Glad you could make it too."

I smiled as Danny bent down and whispered in my ear that he was glad to see me. I felt his breath tickle my skin and smiled giddily. I sighed happily and leaned into him as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

"I'm going to go dance with the girl in the corner who is sexing me up with her eyes," said Kevin, winking at a tall blonde girl. "I'll be back, hoebag."

Danny guided me to a corner. "You look really good tonight."

I looked down at my faded jeans and cream fitted sweater. "What can I say sometimes it just all comes together? Do you like my hair?"

Danny laughed at my coy question. "Your hair looks cute too."

"I didn't know you knew so many people?" I asked, leaning against the wall.

Shaking his head, Danny chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I don't know what happened. I told a friend to bring a friend and they brought a friend..."

"And your house turned into a Hollywood night club," I finished, chuckling.

He laughed and nodded. "I guess so. I never thought it would be this crowded. I put all the valuable stuff away so it's fine with me."

I accepted a drink from Danny and we talked. Well flirted. Tonight I had as much tact as a football jock trying to nail his first girl. I was bringing out my A game tonight. I pulled out all my tricks. I was going to make him my official boyfriend by the end of the night. Things were just so perfect when we were together. I was starting to think maybe he could be The One. I didn't want to admit it, since it seemed so far fetch, but maybe he could be Admerion.

"Your arms are really big?" I asked, feeling his biceps. "You work out a lot?" Lame. But dammit I wanted some prime first base action. I was coming on strong like a Bangkok prostitute.

Danny flexed his muscles in my grip and smirked devilishly. "I work out enough. You have something on your lips." He pointed out.

I wiped my mouth. "Did I get it?"

"No," he said, reaching forward. "It's here."

I felt his arms wrap around me and he leaned down, capturing my lips in a sweet kiss. My eyes closed and I put more into the kiss. He pulled back still trapping me in his arms.

"Wow," said Kevin, appearing in front of us. "I'm totally grossed out now."

I stuck my tongue out and grinned. "What's up, Kev?"

Kevin looked between us and I could see that he was struggling with something. I excused myself from Danny and pulled Kevin outside. He stared at me with an expectant look once we were clear of the partiers.

"Well," began Kevin, slowly. "I just got a call from my mom. She needs my help at home so we can go visit my aunt who is in the hospital. It's nothing really serious, but you know, its still family. I hate to ask you to leave, but I really have to go. Sorry, bro."

I waved off his apology. "Don't worry about it. Look I really don't feel like leaving so take my keys and use my car." He protested but I cut him off. "It will be okay, Kev-kev. Just come and pick me up in the morning."

Kevin raised his eyebrows. "You trying to turn in your Virgin Card tonight?"

"Hell to the no!" I yelled, spitting up the coke I just sipped. I think not! "I like him and everything but eww we so just met! I just planned on spending the night. A make-out session and maybe some cuddling is all I have planned, Danielle Steel."

Kevin snorted. "Too much information! But if you're sure I'm fine with your idea. I definitely will be here first thing in the morning to get you."

I nodded and swooped him up in a hug. "I hope your aunt gets better soon. See you in the morning, Kev-kev."

"Have fun, C," he beamed, wiggling his eyebrows. I wish he wouldn't do that. It was so not cute.

I rolled my eyes and I waved as he jogged down the little path to the front yard. I saw the Blazer light up among the sea of cars and the horn blew as he reversed. I waved again and he blew the horn one more time then drove out of the cobblestone driveway.

My phone beeped and I pulled it out of my pocket. I scowled at the low battery message. Son of a whorish bitch. I forgot to charge my phone up last night. Fuck me without lube! I slipped my phone in my pocket and swore. I blamed that damn Heroes marathon dammit! Fucking cute guys with their super powers. Why didn't I have my own television show or book? Oh right. Secret identity.

I went back in the house and Danny smiled at me as I entered the living room. I found myself grinning back and I practically skipped to his side. Damn I really needed to get these hormones in check.

"Everything okay?" he asked, immediately.

I nodded. "Yeah. Kevin has a family emergency. He had to go so I told him to take my car."

"When is he coming back?"

I smiled impishly and looked up at him through my eyelashes. "In the morning?"

Danny mirrored my expression. "Cool."

Very cool. We moved into the kitchen and Danny introduced me to a group of his friends. I couldn't even begin to remember all of their names. I just knew that Austin looked like an underwear model and that Pixie had to be a nickname, since she did have a pixie-ish look about her. We played a game of Suck and Blow, and I felt like I was back in the nineties and trapped in Clueless. All I needed was Alicia Silverstone to barge in and start critiquing outfits. Danny `accidentally' dropped the card twice when it came to passing to me and his friends hollered and ribbed him good naturedly. I was relieved that they weren't going to go all gay-bash on our asses. My generation was becoming surprisingly more open minded. There were still the homophobes but they were outnumbered. Well at least in Centennial.

People kept handing me drinks and I was too hot to decline. There were too many people here. All the bodies were causing the air to become thick with heat, making it humid and kind of muggy. I didn't realize till maybe my fourth drink, when the room started to spin, that I was getting drunk. I should have realized the drinks had liquor in them. I cursed myself for forgetting Kevin's warning. I really did take the cake with the blond stereotype. If stupid people were forced to jump off a bridge I would be third in line, grinning like an idiot. I declined the offered drinks after the room started to spin. It was too late, I realized sluggishly, as the alcohol I had already consumed settled. I was already drunk.

Danny appeared in my swirling line of sight. "You okay, Chad?"

"I feel all tingly and warm inside," I responded with a slur. "Did I just watch a Disney movie?"

He laughed loud. "Aw, I think you might be drunk, cutie. Come on I'll take you up to my room so you can lie down."

"Beds are good. I get weird dreams when I'm in bed," I giggled, smiling goofily.

Danny nodded, his eyes twinkling. "I bet you do."

He helped me to walk and we began the long trek to his room. I noticed tiredly that there weren't that many people here as earlier. The place was finally clearing out. It must be getting late. It seemed like it took an eternity for us to go up the stairs to his bedroom. I didn't even register entering the room till I was falling on the bed with a drunken laugh of delight.

"You are really drunk," laughed Danny, joining me on the bed.

I was too busy counting the speckles on the ceiling that I didn't notice Danny lean in and kiss me till his lips were pressed against mine. His tongue licked my lips, and I opened my mouth. I fell into the kiss and closed my eyes in pleasure. He ravaged my mouth like a hungry man. He pressed hard against me guiding me onto my back. We stayed connected like that till I lost all sense of time. Hands were pressed against my back rubbing and feeling me. I groaned as oxygen started to become a factor in the equation. I pushed him back and sat up a bit to catch my breath.

"Wait," I said, panting a bit. "I just need a little break."

"You want to go back to the party?" he asked with an odd tone.

It was different than the joking, caring voice I was used to. If anything I guessed it was snide. Maybe I was imagining things. I was still feeling the alcohol burn in my stomach.

"Well no," I replied slowly, carefully watching him. "I just think we're moving a little fast. I don't really feel good right now. I just think-"

Danny cut me off. "You just need to relax," he advised soothingly, moving closer to me. "Come on I can help."

He grabbed my arms and started to kiss my neck, leaving trails of kisses down my chin to my collarbone. He grabbed my head and forced his mouth on mine. Hell no. I wrenched myself from his grip and glowered at him.

"What the hell are you doing?" I snapped, staring at him. His look was answer enough. It scared the fuck out of me. It was a weird grin that didn't meet his eyes. Hannibal Lector anyone? I didn't see him shift till he was upon me. Danny moved over me, pinning his body against mine. "Danny, no!"

"Just relax," he whispered in what I guess was a comforting voice. It wasn't very reassuring. "You'll like this." He pouted at me as I struggled against this sick motherfucker. "I thought you liked me, Chad?"

"Danny, stop!" I yelled, angrily.

No fucking way was this happening. I was not about to get fucking date raped. This night was turning into a bad episode of the OC. How in the hell hadn't I seen this psycho for the crazy bastard he really was? Then again he probably was the expert at playing charming. I bet even Horatio Cain couldn't puzzle this shit out. I screamed out in frustration as I struggled against his kung fu grip. Fucking bitch! Let me the fuck up. I yelled for help and I knew even in my inebriated state that the music was too dam loud for anyone of help to hear me.

"Somebody help!" I cried struggling with all my strength.

Damn tonight was a bad fucking time to get wasted. I jostled his grip and knocked him off balance. We tumbled over the bed and to the floor. I scrambled to my feet. He knocked me over like I was a tackling dummy. This is why I didn't play football! He turned me onto my back with a strength I didn't know he had. Danny forced his way between my legs and pushed his forearm against my throat. I clawed at his arm as air left my lungs.

"Calm down, Chad. Don't be like that I'm not going to hurt you."

Yeah fucking right. Why were the cute ones crazy! I tried to call on my magic. I couldn't concentrate and the alcohol chugging through my system didn't help matters along. It was like my magic was a pool of water and I was trying to gather it with hands, but my fingers were splayed open. Each time I tried to grab it the power diffused, my concentration and ability were down for the count. Thank you fucking Vodka!

"Help!" I screamed, panicking.

Danny reached for my pants and I screamed again. Tears pricked my eyes and fell down my cheeks. I twisted and squirmed but this motherfucker had turned into Superman. Please. No. This can't happen.

"Please somebody!" I shouted with a sob.

Danny glared at me and those eyes that I had come to love were glinting with a hard light that I had never thought to see from him. Those lilac irises had darkened to a dark lavender that made me feel chills deep in my soul.

"This is going to happen!" Danny snapped harshly, scowling at me. "Stop being such a bitch about it."

His hand came flying out and my head jerked to the side as he slapped me. He didn't just slap me. He slapped the fuck out of me. With the sharp pain focusing my sense, all my thoughts gathered together and my magic reacted simultaneously with intensity.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!"

My power struck out without me even thinking or forcing it to act. One second he was on top of me and the next my power slammed into him like a freight train. He went jerking back into the air and crashed against his wall with a loud bang. He slid to the ground, knocked out. His head lolled forward and blood trailed down his nose. I staggered to my feet. It's about fucking time this magic shit helped me out besides fighting demons. Wait. Was Danny in that category now? Fucking bastard. I needed to get the hell out of here. I went to the door. Wait. I turned and went to Danny's side. That asshole was knocked out cold. I reared my foot back and kicked him hard as fuck across the head. He made a noise and fell over onto his back. Fake ass Beverly Hills 90210 villain.

I opened the door and staggered into the hallway. The music blasted at me as I leaned against the wall panting heavily. Shit. After all that I was still feeling none too sober. I wasn't about to go passing out but I don't think I could manage a trustworthy spell at the moment. I needed to get the hell out of here. I pulled out my phone and pressed the on button. It didn't respond. In a dawning realization I remembered that my phone was low on battery earlier. Fuck the fucker was fucking dead. I resisted the urge to go back in the room, and hurl my phone at Danny's head.

I didn't know anyone here. I needed to use a phone. Maybe there was a house phone somewhere. I went into a room further down the hall. I closed the door behind me and turned the lock on the doorknob. I was not going to get a surprise Scream like appearance in case Danny Rapey-raper-son wakes up.

I looked around and frowned. There wasn't a phone in sight. I grabbed my head as a dizzying feeling hit me suddenly. God. I needed to sit down. I looked around and realized I was in a bedroom. It was neat and orderly and I wondered if it was Adam's. I sat on the bed and immediately I felt better to just be off my feet. A door adjoining the room opened. I tensed as light streamed from the revealed bathroom. Adam stood in the doorway dressed in athletic shorts and nothing else.

My eyes traveled down his form and I blinked. His thick brown hair brushed the tops of his naked shoulders. His eyes were open and unseeing, clouded an off white. I could gaze at his muscular upper body as long as I wanted to. His stomach was flat with a triangle of dark hair peeking above the athletic shorts. His upper chest was smooth, perfect, no hair at all. I was entranced. He was gorgeous.

I could have slapped myself then and there. What the hell was wrong with me? Get it together Summers! You were almost just raped like the title character of every Lifetime movie, and here you are ogling a blind man. I wanted to kick myself. I was feeling sick. I didn't know why but it didn't feel wrong to stare.

"Hello. Anyone there?" called out Adam, still standing in the doorway. "I can hear you breathing. If this is another couple looking for some privacy, you can take your Showtime after Dark action downstairs."

I couldn't help it, I laughed. Anything porn-ish always made me chuckle. "Sorry, no making out couple. Just Chad. Your neighborhood almost-rape- victim."

Adam sucked in a breath. His fist clenched tightly. "Chad! Danny tried to rape you? I'll fucking kill him."

I blinked. The sudden anger and determination for me threw me. "I handled it. Mr. Grab Hands is knocked out. I'll take care of him tomorrow. Or at least Kevin will."

Adam walked to the bed and sat down next to me. "Are you okay? Danny isn't known for his boyfriend abilities. I tried to warn you but I didn't know what to say. I didn't know he would do something like this." He turned to me and I was startled at the tears pooling in his eyes. "You have to believe me. I didn't know."

I believed him. "You told me not to come. I can only blame myself." I sighed. "I just feel stupid for crushing on him when he turned out to be prison material."

"He won't get away with this," Adam promised with a quiet ferocity.

He wouldn't indeed. I was Chosen. Soon this alcohol would be out of my system and he would have hell to pay from the champion of magic. Right after Kevin got through with him of course. I would be surprised if there was anything left of him after Kevin dealt with him. Looking at Adam I wondered if Adam would get to Danny before Kevin got to him.

I looked at Adam. "Why are you suddenly so protective of me? Not that I don't appreciate it. I just thought that you didn't like me much."

Adam shook his head, and I was surprised at the sudden flush that creped up his neck. "I do like you. A lot. I have since we first met. I just can come off as a jerk sometimes without even meaning to."

"Oh," I said, simply. I didn't know what to say.

What could I say to that? I admit in my sub conscious that I had always admired, and was attracted to Adam, but he had always seemed so standoffish. I chalked it up to him being out of my league and refused to acknowledge the tiniest bit of attraction I held toward him.

"I'm sorry he hurt you," said Adam, softly.

He reached forward and I tensed up as he hugged me. Something clicked inside me and I relaxed into the hug. My body melded against his and my head rest on the crook of his neck. I sighed in contentment. I felt safe for the first time since Danny attacked me. Why? I was the one with super powers. I dismissed that thought. I couldn't even focus enough to use my powers. Adam seemed like a pillar of strength and at the moment I needed that strength to support me.

Adam smiled. I could feel it against my skin. "You feel good. Like I can't even describe it."

I nodded. I knew the feeling. "I know what you mean." I sighed. "This sucks," I mumbled against his neck. "I'm too drunk to go home and I told my best friend to pick me up in the morning. My phone is dead and I can't really call anyone since I realized that all my numbers are in my phone. I could call home but my mom would flay me like Willow did to Warren. Well I could tell her about all this and I don't know if I can."

"You can stay here if you want," offered Adam, hesitantly. "I'll make sure Danny stays out of here." He squeezed me slightly in his grip. "I'll protect you."

I half smiled. "Okay. Thanks, Adam."

I was surprised at how much I trusted him. He was the one who warned me. That amounted to something. I settled onto his bed and he reached over and cut off the light. Only the bathroom light streamed into the room. I was amazed at how capable he was even without his sight. Adam was someone to be admired. We laid there together on the bed and I felt like everything was going to be alright. His presence next to mine, just laying there filled me with such a feeling of peace. It was incredible. He whispered goodnight and I did the same. My eyes closed and I was asleep as soon as my eyes closed.

It wasn't till sometime later that I as jolted into consciousness. I awoke breathing hard. Had I had a nightmare? I couldn't remember it but the feeling of terror was surging through my body. What had awoken me? I felt an arm around my midsection and I panicked. What the flying fuck? I turned my head and sighed in relief. It was just Adam. My first thought was to immediately move away but I didn't. I couldn't. It was kind of sweet that even in sleep he was protecting me. I closed my eyes and was grateful to feel my magic respond to my gentle probing. It hummed in response waiting to be called upon.

"Seal and protect," I whispered softly, staring at the bedroom door.

I projected my power outward and the door glowed at its edges. I smiled. That should make that door damn near impenetrable from any attempt at opening. I was glad that my magic was back on point. Rule number eighty- eight: Never get so drunk that you can't focus. You might get raped.

That rule was definitely a golden one.

I bit my lip. I could actually go home now. I could do a leap of faith and be home in less than ten minutes. I looked at Adam and my heart lurched. I didn't want to leave him without saying goodbye. He had been so nice to me.

"Protect you," mumbled Adam in his sleep, as if reading my mind.

My lips melted into a smile. Aw he was so cute. Wait. Hold up. Cute Adam? That was going to take some time to process. Where was this even coming from? Weren't people who had been near raped supposed to go through some post traumatic stress or something? I thought that over. I wasn't most people. I knew that I wasn't usually that vulnerable. I could liquefy this house if I wanted to. I wasn't helpless and this wouldn't happen again. That was a promise. I gazed at Adam and traced his features with my eyes. He was handsome in the truest sense of the word. I could see in him already the man he would later become. He had a strong face but was softened by dimples. The high cheekbones and square jaw were manly. His soft brown hair and bow shaped lips were his best features.

I looked at him and made a decision. I would wait for Kevin to pick me up in the morning. I didn't want to leave Adam. Not now. This feeling when I looked at him screamed stay. Screamed mine? I shook my head. I was so tired. I settled back into a comfortable position and squeezed the hand resting on my stomach. My back was pressed against his chest. The gentle rising and falling of his chest lulled me into a sleepy trance.

I traced the fingers on my stomach then his hand all the way to his arm. I looked closer and stared at the spot on his forearm. I stared harder. In the low light I couldn't make out the mark against his skin. It was an odd shape. It stood out sharply against his tanned skin and I traced it with my fingers. I turned his arm and it caught the light from the bathroom. I recognized the mark now. It was a tattoo. Small, but it was beautifully done. I repositioned his arm and fell back to sleep.

In sleep, the eight pointed star on Adam's arm tugged at my memory.

• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • So what do you think? I believe this chapter was a pretty good one. I knew I threw some of you with evil Danny. Definitely wrote him too sweet for a reason and now you have it. We now know who Admerion is. Pretty cool stuff. NEXT CHAPTER: The big revelation and the Fourth Chosen awakens.

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