THE DARK CASTLE
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Blaze quickly focused on the attackers. He knew Missne would be able to fend for himself so he needn't worry about that. The Tjarnmen was the most powerful water creatures in the world, so their attackers would have a hell of a job to being him down. Blaze was charging energy through his hands and was just about to release the power when he had to abruptly stop himself from letting go.
"Wait!" he called out to Missne, and to their opponents at the same time. He was truly shocked, but before him in various battle positions was 7 people of his council. Chaim, Damien, Xavilier, Spike, Ambrow, Lestat and Liornell was all in various stages of attacking Missne. Deep down Blaze knew that Missne would have had no chance against all of them at the same time, so he was happy to have stopped them all from attacking in time.
"What's going on my Lord?" Damien growled while keeping an close eye on Missne. Neither one of his crew seemed very happy from being stopped in their advances. Least of all Ambrow, but the werewolf leader always seemed to be pretty much in favour for everything that had to do with fighting. It was in his nature, to be aggressive and suspicious against all and everything.
"What's going on?" Blaze repeated. "That's what I want to know too! What are you doing here? How did you find us and why the hell did you just interrupt the best afterglow I've had in a goddamn long time?" he asked them and crossed his arms. He stood there, glaring darkly at each and every one of them, until they looked away. Damien was the brave one to step forward and explain everything.
"You are in danger My Lord, your necklace informed us that you've been attacked by a dangerous creature. Naturally we came here to assist you as soon as possible. The elves know their way through the forest so Liornell naturally helped us to walk through this most unpleasant variant of one," Damien said and looked vaguely uneasy even if he tried to hide it. Blaze could relate to the feeling, after all, he had felt the same just a few moments ago and he had been uneasy about it too. He focused on Damien as he continued his explanation. Missne was standing quietly behind Blaze, keeping a close watch on them all. He obviously didn't like to have them there in his forest, but he wouldn't attack them either. Perhaps he was self-centred by thinking it, but Blaze really believed the only one Missne would listen to was himself and he also thought that he was the reason Missne didn't attack now.
"Lestat assisted us all with a vampiric teleport here, even if we are all very skilled in the area it is slightly more difficult to penetrate a magical forest which is surrounded by dark magic without the natural abilities of a vampire. The rest of us came along to be able to protect you my lord," Damien said and bowed his head slightly. Blaze gave them all a thoughtful nod.
"You did a good work getting here, and I appreciate your concern over me but this time it was unnecessarily, or so I discovered. For a fleeting second there I thought you were the teachers from Hogwarts which sent us all here by accident," he said and Ambrow snorted loudly.
"Those incompetent idiots wouldn't be able to find the way in normal forest, least of all in this one," the werewolf said and the others agreed. Blaze did too even if he had a sneaking suspicion that Severus might be able to get something done in this area.
"Well then, what are we supposed to do now?" Lestat asked them with that particular accent of his. Blaze liked it. He found it very original.
"My Lord?" Xavier asked him quietly. They all left it up to him to decide, naturally. Blaze thought about it, while he could feel Missne creeping closer to his back. The cold aura of the Tjarnmen made his hairs stand on one end but it wasn't unpleasant like he imagined it would be if there had been someone else Missne had crept up on.
"I think…" he began before quieting down. He certainly didn't know what to say or think! His earlier surreal experience still hadn't completely left his brain and it was hard to think clearly. "I think," he said again more forcefully when the others began to sneak questioning glances between themselves. "That Missne should explain why he has chosen to protect this forest so strongly that even the animals doesn't like to be around the lake, or why he chose to let me live and engaged himself to me," he said and the others nodded soberly. Blaze turned around and looked at Missne who didn't seem to mind the attention, but he did seem very angry when he spoke.
"I have had some very unwanted activity in my forest recently," he said darkly and everyone from the DC was immediately intrigued and wanted to know more, which Missne happily complied. It was obvious to everyone that Missne viewed this, whatever it was, as a huge problem and he was happy to have someone to discuss it with. Missne began his tale at Blaze's request, but not before they all sat down on the ground which Missne chose to make green and soft and flowerly, just like had done before they fucked.
"I am a Tjarnmen, I am sure you all know." They nodded but didn't say anything vocally. "I am the protector of this forest, but I am also it's Master, or Lord if you will. I am able to communicate with every creature whom belongs to the forest and the water, and I can speak every human language on earth, even the forgotten ones," he explained and Blaze was impressed. Imagine what one could do with that power!
"I am over 20.000 years old, I have lost count of the exact amount of years which have passed. I haven't always lived in this lake, but I have been here for a long time now. The water on earth is constantly changing and moving, just like the earth itself. Oceans dry out, new ones are created and likewise it is with lakes. Wherever there is water I can go, but I can not go to far away from the water. Currently I am tied to his lake. The ties will only disappear on my kind when we must move to another location, because the water disappears in our home."
Blaze listened carefully to Missne. He was very interested in his kind. He could tell that Damien knew most of this already, and perhaps all of his council did, but they still listened politely to the story.
"I can be called an androgen creature. I am able to take form as both a woman and a man, it depends on what sex my "prey" is," Missne explained and Blaze furrowed his brow. He had never regarding himself as preferring males but perhaps he did. Lately it had been all males anyway, so maybe his views had changed. He shrugged. He didn't find the sex of a person important. He looked at the qualities of the person instead.
"Every Tjarnmen is born male, so I am naturally a man even if I can change to a woman, if that makes any sense. We can carry our children ourselves, but it is not often a tjarnman is born. Hence there are very few of us and we are not often seen by other breeds. One reason for this is that we are creatures who value our solitude and we like to live alone. We do not meet other Tjarnmen often. I haven't met another one of my kind for over 10.000 years, and nor do I have any children." Missne paused to catch his breath, even if he didn't actually seem to breath like a human would. "I know what happens on the outside of the world thanks to all the animals and creatures in the forest. They speak to me and tell me all the secrets. I know everything of Voldemort," Missne said directed at Blaze who had snapped his head up sharply. "I do not like what I've heard about that man… nor do I like what I know of Dumbledore, but you My Lord, is an entire different matter," Missne said.
"Explain that," Blaze said softly. He didn't want to make any demands out of Missne yet.
"Every creature in the world knows of you, the Lord of the Dark Castle. You are the most powerful man alive, and every creature is informed and told tales about the Dark Lords of the Dark Castle since the very first time they open their eyes after their birth. Secrets about the Dark Castle as well as myths are being told and circulated. We have learned both to love and to fear the Dark Castle and its members. Most of us are willing to do everything in our power to please you, but some are taking Voldemort's side, or whatever side it is who is currently against the DC, and some portion of us remains neutral through the ages while wars rages between the Dark Castle and other opponents."
Blaze glanced at Damien to have this confirmed, and the elf nodded slightly. Blaze could accept that, it made perfectly sense to him what he had only just been told. He supposed Damien hadn't had any time to teach him this yet. There was so much he needed to learn, and so little time to do so.
"I am not neutral in thought. I am on your side even if I have, until now remained neutral when it comes down to my actions. Most of us who are on your side, won't intervene in anything and we won't take any action ourselves until our own territory is being invaded by forces of the wrong camp, such as Voldemorts. We will take action once we are being called by you, or you've requested something. We will also make ourselves known when we meet you, which is an great honour by the way," Missne added hastily and bowed his head.
Blaze gave him a nod and a small smile to show that he appreciated the support. Missne have him a hesitant smile too, before he closed up and looked broth frustrated and angry.
"My forest have always been a safe heaven for everyone, until recently when filthy death eaters invaded my forest," Missne basically spat out and the council sat up straighter. This was interesting. Why would Voldemort go here? And was it just a coincident that their Lord Blaze had been sent here? Or was this another attempt on his life which Voldemort was behind? Blaze too thought among those lines. It wouldn't be the first time Voldemort managed to infiltrate Hogwarts. Blaze quickly realised that the creature which had teleported them there must have been acting on Voldemorts orders. Blaze shared a glance with Lestat who read his mind and nodded.
It will be taken care of, Lestat sent to him.
"I spied on the Death Eaters," Missne confessed. "They were training, to become better in battle. I did not want them here, so I began to make the forest unpleasant. The animals attacked them, the ground would became quicksand, the trees would creep in closer together so they wouldn't be able to get though when they wanted to… but those Death eaters began to burn my forest, and kill the animals, so I had to make drastic precautions. I am a dark creature in possession of great old dark magic. I hexed the forest, and I will keep it unpleasant and deadly until the Death Eaters have given up coming here. Right now they are unable to enter, but they are still trying. I'd rather have the animals and all the plants feel sick and scared for a while, than to have those death eaters poisoning my forest. My loyal servants understands this and accepts it. Many of the living have chosen to stay in another forest for a time, until the death eaters are gone." Missne said. Blaze's eyes flashed in dark green. How dare those fucking death eaters go here? Where Missne lived? He was seething when he turned to Ambrow.
"Find them and kill them," he spat disgustedly. Those people was nothing to save. Abrows face lit up in a rare and pleasant smile, and his sharp teeth became visible.
"It will be my pleasure My Lord," he hummed. Blaze shared a sarcastic smile with Lestat.
"Give them hell from me," he said and they all nodded. Damien took command, only to leave it up to Ambrow to boss them all around. As the members of the council left, Damien staid behind.
"Alright then Blaze, what have you been up to?" Damien asked with a sour smile as he looked between Missne and him. Blaze reached over to Missne and took his hand in his.
"I have had the most amazing fuck ever," he said crudely and brutally honest but Damien only laughed while Missne looked on with a sheepish smile.
"You are tied to the lake, yes?" Damien asked Missne who confirmed it with a nod. Blaze watched Damien confused, why did the elf ask that, when he already knew the answer?
"I noticed something about you Missne… while the Tjarnmen are incredible powerful… you seem to be more so than the average Tjarnmen. Care to explain that?" Damien asked. Trust his sharp mind to always find out everything, Blaze thought, but he was rather interested himself.
Missne looked sharply at Damien as he answered the question. "I was born from two very powerful people. They are old and posses much power, between them they are inconceivable powerful. I inherited their powers combined," he said with a shrug. "How did you know?" he added.
Damien looked at Blaze. "I knew," he said. "Because you managed to charm the pants of our very own Dark Lord of the Dark Castle," he said and Blaze glared at Damien. He hadn't been charmed out of his pants, he had simply… dropped them. Missne smiled that sexy smile of his.
"I most certainly did, but truth to be told our Lord managed to do quite a number on me too, and the attraction was mutual," Missne confessed and Blaze gave Damien a triumphant grin. The elf simply rolled his eyes, but Blaze knew the elf would have killed to be able to take part in a sandwich between the three of them.
"So what will you do now, when the threat to your forest is eliminated?" Blaze asked Missne curiously, as Missne's grip in their joined hands got harder.
"I will let my power go, and my forest will return to it's former beauty and the life in it will be just that, alive." Damien nodded, he liked the sound of that, being an elf and all.
"What about you? Will you stay here?" Damien and Blaze blanched, he hadn't even thought of that! He wanted to be near Missne at all times.
"This is my home," Missne simply said, but Blaze could hear regret in his voice. Their eyes met, Missne's dark bottomless ones looked hunted, and pain showed in Blaze's own green ones. The two of them shared a connection, which had happened instantly. Neither of them were willing to be apart from one another for a longer amount of time, and they both knew that it would be impossible for Blaze to come visit more than every once in a while. As it was he hardly had any time to visit his own castle! Damien had noticed their silent agony, and saw the dilemma they shared. As the true advisor and VD Lord he came up with a good solution in a matter of minutes.
"If you want to… and if Blaze allows it, we have an empty lake right outside the castle, in the woods. It's only a few minutes walk away. At least you'll be closer to Blaze that way. I totally understand if you don't want to make a decision right now… it is a lot to think about, and you need to make sure this forest is healthy before you leave, but you can think about it. Your answer doesn't have to be a final one. I am sure we can all come to an agreement. If I may suggest, you can come to our lake and stay there for a few weeks, to see if you like it there. If not you can return here."
Missne and Blaze both stared at Damien. It was an excellent suggestion! Why hadn't he thought of that himself? But then again he was hardly aware of the lakes and whatnot around his castle.
"It sounds wonderful," Missne said honestly. "What s it like? Is the water cold, what creatures are around the place, what's the bottom like? How deep is it? Are there any other Tjarnmen in the area…" the questions kept on coming in a fast pace and Damien looked possible shocked and taken aback. Blaze sniggered slightly at Damien's position.
"Yes Damien, please answer the questions," Blaze said teasingly and as impossible as it seemed Missne actually blushed. He didn't blush red, but rather a mixed colour of purple and blue. Like the color of his lips almost. Blaze found him delightful, and he just wanted to ravish him, but since they were discussing important things at the moment he settled on a quick peck at the lips, which only made Missne blush more.
"Um well," Damien said and cleared his troth uncomfortable. Truth to be told he didn't know all that much about the condition of the lake. "The lake looks very much like this one… perhaps a tad bit bigger, but not by much. We have all kinds of creatures and animals around the castle and the lake, but mostly vampires, werewolves and elves, which is naturally if you think of the location," Damien said and Missne nodded. If Blaze had been worried about that Missne wouldn't like it he needn't be any longer. A light had been lit in Missnes eyes and Blaze could tell the beautiful water creature found it very exciting to have those creatures as neighbours.
"We do have a Tjarnmen in a lake.. But that's about 5 miles away. The lake is very deep, I don't think anyone had been at the bottom of it, at least not that I have heard of. We have two lakes around the Dark Castle, but the one who I thought you could have is inside the forest, and the other one at the edge of it. When we bath we chose the one closest, because it is much warmer and the other one is freezing cold or very cool in the summer time. Despite that, the location is very beautiful, and sometimes we have picnics at the lake. Other than that I don't know much a bout it."
"It seems wonderful," Missne said dreamingly and seemed very far away. Blaze sneaked another kiss and Missne woke up. "I want to see it," he said firmly. "I don't think I will ever want to leave that place after that. It sounds incredible. I'll stay here for a week and make sure everything returns to normal. Then I want to be picked up," Missne said and Damien agreed on those terms. "Just don't forget me," Missne said and squeezed Blaze's hand so hard that it hurt. Missne looked seriously scared of being forgotten.
"Don't worry, I will never forget you and I will come for you, you have my word as the Dark Lord," he promised with all amount of seriousness he could muster. The he couldn't help himself. "Besides, I rather want to have another go at that delightful ass of yours," he said with a cheeky smile and Missne smirked.
"I can't wait," Missne whispered huskily with promise written in his eyes. Then he leaned in and they hared a heated kiss which only ended when Damien cleared his throat to remind them he was still there. They broke apart.
"Well then, if you two can break it up for just one second," Damien said clearly agitated. "I think you should return to the lake and keep a low profile until we come for you Missne," he said. Blaze nodded at Missne who glanced at him. With a final kiss the two of them parted, and Missne walked out above the surface. When he was at the middle of the lake, he stopped and turned. He raised his hand slightly in farewell and then he sank down beneath the surface.
"Show-off," Damien murmured while Blaze smiled.
"You're just jealous," He said knowingly.
Blaze stood up and stretched. He was incredibly pleased with the outcome of all this. He was also happy to know, that Missne would be able to leave this lake and freed of it's ties of only he demanded it. It was at times like this he was happy to have the power that only the Dark Lord of the Dark Castle had. He realized it was time to take care of the present, and let dreams about Missne wait until later.
"I better return to the students. I want to get them the hell out of here. I am lucky they are inside a safe-house that I built, or they would have been out here long ago looking for me. Damien nodded.
"We will assist you on your way… I think the others have already found the Death Eaters and had their way with them. I'll go meet up with them, and then we'll clear the way out of here for you. Just go straight through, I am sure you'll find the way."
Blaze nodded. He knew the exact way out.
"Just don't let anyone see or hear you," he warned and Damien looked insulted.
"Never," he said. As an elf he was the king of stealth, at least according to himself. Blaze snorted at the thought.
"Alright, go then. I'll met you later tonight, or tomorrow depending on what time the teachers manages to get us back to Hog warts. You'll know when." Damien nodded and they departed.
Blaze returned to the house. As he began to demolish the protective walls he had built he could hear a deadly silence inside. As the wall crumbled he came eye to eye with a seething Malfoy, who looked like he wanted to kill him. He also knew that the blond would demand some answers, and he wouldn't stop until he got them. The others simply looked back at him defiantly and he knew he wouldn't walk away from this alive if he didn't tell them what happened.
Well fuck… he thought.