His Monster

15

|C A I N|

     Cain was sat down beside Emerson, his body curved against Emerson's. He was listening closely to ever word that left Theseus's lips.

      "So, you remember how I told you about my father, wanting to use me as a puppet to rule our clan? I think it's evolved into more than that..." Theseus's pursed his lips.

     Cain couldn't help but notice how the big burly man that Theseus's referred to as Blade comforted him, rubbing circles into his thighs.

      Emerson raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

     "Shut it, you mangy mutt! I'm trying to speak!" Theseus's snapped, glowering at Emerson.

     Cain whimpered. "Theseus, d-dont be me-mean. He's j-just a little l-lost. So a-am I. What are y-you talking about?"

      Theseus sighed, looking down. "I think he knows you're here. And... And I think he wants you. I've got this idea in my head... Blade hasn't confirmed it yet, but... I think my father paid for him to abduct me and to get your all's attention off of them. I also think he intended to kill me wherever Blade was supposed to be taking me. "

      Cain blinked. "W-why me?"

     "Remember our first conversation about this? You're the true heir to the clan, so why my actual right to it is questionable, yours isn't. He tried to kill you so I would be the only choice, but not that you're still alive and his clan knows it, he wants to use you as his puppet. And with the baby on the way... If you aren't compliant with him, he'll just slaughter you and use her. Or he. Do you guys know the gender yet?" Theseus asked, reaching out and rubbing Cain's swollen tummy.

     Cain giggled. "It's a h-he. Me and E-Emmy can't decide o-on a name... I want i-it to be B-Benjamin Theseus J-Jackson, but he wants it t-to- to be Cameron M-Malachi Jackson..."

     Emerson gripped Cain's hand. "Boys, this really isn't the time to discuss baby names. Save that for later. Do you remember our previous plan to take your father down?"

     The long silent 'Blade' took this moment to speak up. His voice sent shivers down Cain's spine, it was unnerving, the voice of a murderer.

     "What is this 'previous plan' you speak of?" His voice was cold and harsh, heavily accented.

      Emerson's eyes met the cold ones if Blade's. "The plan we made before you kidnapped Theseus. It was a bit sloppy, but we thought it would work. Guess not, now..."

     "Why not?" Blade demanded.

     "Well, the plan was to use Theseus as bait to draw out his father, and then to confront him of his deeds in front of his clan. It would basically force them to move their hand, assigning Theseus as the leader if their clan. Cain's existence wasn'twell known at that point, but now everyone in the are has heard about my mate. Their clan knows as well. But on top of that... No one knows that Theseus is alive," Emerson's eyes widened as he made this realization.

      Blade nodded slowly. "I could... Make some calls, pull some... Kit mici, what are they called?"

     Kit mici? Cain glanced around the room, expecting some other person to be there. Who was kit mici?

     "Strings," Theseus answered, glanicng back at him.

     Cain blinked and then realized who kit mici was. It was Theseus! He could have cooed at the exotic pet name. It fit Theseus's perfectly.

      Blade smiled down at him. "Yes. Pull some strings. I can arrange it so I had an accident and had to dispose of Theseus."

     Theseus's shivered, staring down at his lap. Cain bit his tongue to keep from asking what was wrong. It was kind of obvious. This entire situation was wrong!

      "That'll work," Emerson said, his leg bouncing against the ground.

    Cain licked his lips nervously. "Th-then who will b-be bait?"

     Blade stared at him, as if examing his entire being. It put Cain on edge and he shrank back against Emerson.

     "You."

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     Emerson paced the length of his and Cain's bedroom. Cain sat in the edge of the bed, fiddling with his hands.

     Theseus and Blade had retired into a shared guestroom and Emerson brought Cain back to their bedroom.

     Cain gnawed on the inside of his cheek. "I-I can do it, E-Emmy, I'm a b-big boy!"

      Emerson ran a hand through his hair. "Cain, I don't like this. This... This Blade guy... I don't trust him. I mean, come on! He's a hired assassin! And get kidnapped Theseus. The only reason he's not giving Theseus's to his father is because the two slept together!"

     Cain frowned. "M-maybe, but... We've g-gotta give him a ch-chance. Theseus trust h-him, so I trust him, t-too!"

     Emerson pursed his lips. "Cain, we honestly don't even know Theseus. He claims he's your brother, but... Is he really? We've got no proof!"

     Cain stood up, gliding over to Emerson and wraooed him in a hug. "E-emmy, you're over thinking everything. W-we look alike, and h-he came ba-back to us!"

      "He could have stayed the kidnapping," he countered.

      Cain frowned. "That d-doesn't add u-up. He d-didnt set this u-up, I'm certain. If you d-don't trust him, trust me!"

     Emerson sighed before nodding stiffly. He lifted Cain up into his arms, laying him on the bed. He kissed hi forehead.

    "You're right. We'll talk more about it in the morning."

$$Whoops, it's not Monday... Sorry guys, I tried. This chapter sucked balls, but it's the best I can do right now. Peace out, girl scouts! (And boyscouts and nongender scouts)$$