Aristian Holiday

Chapter 14: The Elders

The story of the Elders' exile is recalled by Petros; Riki and Iason learn of their gifts; Iason serenades his Prince, and the team leaves Aristia for Rhea.

NOTE: Iason's Song is "Kiss me softly" by the band “Journey/Arrival”- it really brings their scene to life. *smiles*

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The night brought sleep to many in a place far from home. The servants had gone to rest after completing their duties with so many guests in their charge. Elder Petros had decided to remain at the Estate, to make the transition easier for Riki and everyone who was involved. It made him nervous to have so many people involved, so requested his room be near the Master Bedroom. It wasn’t as if he didn’t trust any of the guests, but it was in his nature as an Elder to have control over such an event as this. After all, it had been his sect that has kept an eye out so vigilantly for the return of Iason and Riki.

As an Elder, he was keenly aware of the many false leads that kept surfacing decade after decade. Many looked for the fulfillment of the event, but Aristia was special for many reasons; one being that Iason from the past, was last known to have searched for Riki in the catacombs under the Capital. It was there that Iason had died in a cave in, and it was also Aristia where his remains were buried. His fate was never disclosed to anyone, this was their most hidden secret.

The Elders that had settled in a small island known as the Isle of the Elders. This particular group of Elders, had left Amoi in the early stages of Jupiter’s creation as a Living Text. The three Clans disagreed with the Council of Elders decision, to only submit minimal data regarding the Elder Clans, compared to the Warrior and Intellects, who submitted substantial data regarding their Clans physical and intellectual strengths, specifically- their suppressed inner powers. The Elder Clans were shrewd, secretive people by nature; always searching for new means of elevating their mystical powers over the mind.

So these three Clans would not become involved in any deception, and preferred to leave Amoi; which proved a wise decision considering future events. The founding settlers were three close-knit Elder families; the family line of Elder Jonathan Quentyn, Oskar Karlin and Gregorio DeAnos, three of the original ten families, that made up the Elder Clans of Amoi. They picked Aristia, since its people were gentle, and peaceful; with little if any violence whatsoever. For they believed creation ended when Armah washed the dust from his hands and face, in their hot springs after creating the universe, and came to rest eternally in the Heavens.

This would become home to the traveling Elders; the beautiful blue planet would become their adoptive family. The Elders view on spirituality quickly made them welcomed as new members of the community. They were allowed to make a life for themselves on a private island, which suits them as well, being a private Clan. They enjoyed the culture immensely, and eventually were designated as part of the spiritual community. They blended in well with the population, and for the next 10,000 years coexisted well with their adoptive world.

They knew the two young heirs Iason and Riki when they were children, and when the two young men crossed paths in their travels on Aristia seven years later, they were impressed with their intelligence and leadership. They were honored with a banquet, and soon there after, became lovers. The Elders liked the pairing, seeing great possibilities in the future. Upon seeing Amoi embroiled in civil war, the Elders distanced themselves from the Elder Clans that were a part of it all. Having adopted the spiritual views of Aristia, they found no room in their hearts for hate or warmongering. In the wake of Amoi’s destruction nearly five hundred years later, they swore to continue their search for the two lost sons, and protect them from the Elders who wanted revenge on Jupiter, for their exile into the stars.

The remaining seven members of the unaffected Council of Elders, included the family line of Elder Simone Jonas, father of Erik- whose ill-planned coup d'etat sent Amoi into destruction. They kept their inner powers suppressed, daring not to unleash them less they repeat the past, and cause more destruction among their new settlements. They traveled among the stars, hoping to find a new home, where they would try to forget the nightmare that scarred their hearts over decades.

Bitterness and regret fueled their growing anger of being forbidden to ever set foot on Amoi. They kept to themselves, and kept apart from the effected Elders. Those were to be pitied, as they could not see the madness that drove them. Their inner powers that once had been suppressed, now were unleashed by Erik’s programmed mind block. But as the centuries passed, descendants of the tainted Elders eventually lost their inner powers, as it became watered down. The damage dissipated, and eventually became nothing more than an acute telepathic abilities, that could no longer harm indiscriminately.

The three clans that settled on Aristia, chose to channel that inner power in a more constructive way, by learning the meditative skills the Aristian people used to become closer to Armah. They searched for enlightenment, so they took meditation very seriously. These Clans found their lives were enriched by this skill, and passed it down through their descendants; vowing to never use their mind controlling gifts on any man. This was now their core belief punishable by exile from the Clans.

There would only be one “permitted” use of this power, that being, to search and aid the two young heirs now known as the Flame and the Tempest. Descendants of the three Elder Clans were in agreement, that Lord Kai Oskuro and Lord Raimen Mink were tragically the innocent victims of the madness unleashed by Elder Erik. Their sons needed to be found, protected, and restored to Amoi, for Amoi was spiraling into complete destruction. Had Jupiter not taken over, all would have been lost.

They also knew they had a credibility issue.

Jupiter would forbid their involvement in any way, so they would have to do it on their own, hoping to restore some of the lost trust in the Elder Clans. The three Elder Clans made this their private pact; and would be the cornerstone to their new sect. Deciding to set themselves apart from the remaining members of the Council of Elders, they would now be known as Aristia’s Elder Class; completely changing their old philosophical views on the pursuits of power, and control of the mind.

They would instead learn patience, peace, harmony and above all- Love- as the core of their newly enlightened wisdom. They wished for change in seeking to resonate with creation, and its creator- Armah. Although the Elders never really had a name for their deity, they humbly adopted Aristia’s spiritual beliefs, since they were based solely on the principle of love. And they knew it was love that drove Iason and Riki; the Flame and the Tempest. They would meditate daily for heightened enlightenment, in searching the stars for Iason and Riki.

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Mind Blocks became a lost skill only to be taught and used on Amoi, by Jupiter. She had the knowledge and gave it to only the Head of Intelligence and Security; members of the Warrior Clans that survived. One of the founding families, specifically the line of Raymone from the Firm, Shield of Honor. Blondie’s she personally bred and picked, were the only exception, and only under the watchful eye of the Firm.

Petros, being a descendant of Elder Gregorio DeAnos, knew Jupiter would have responded the way she did. Iason was her innermost secret, and she kept him always under a watchful eye. When young Iason first came to Aristia, Petros and his Clan knew he was special, for no Blondie, who had ever visited Aristia, displayed such intelligence and interest in archeology. Elders Quentyn and Karlin, head of the two other Elder Clans that made up the Elder Class on Aristia, also saw this.

They were the ones who placed the additional mind block on Iason, preventing him from recognizing his personal history on the walls of the ruins he toured with the three Elders. They assumed, Jupiter had created him from acquired DNA samples by Sir Earl Jones, over 30 years ago. She had suppressed his deepest memories of his previous life, wanting to see if he would find his “Tempest.” Petros and the Elders, wondered why she had denied Iason the knowledge of Riki; having brought him back herself. Perhaps they theorized, Jupiter wanted to keep them safe for the opportune time, or maybe all the deaths of her Blondie’s at the hand of assassins, made her tread lightly.

All the secrecy of the past, still needed to be kept under the radar, not wanting to draw too much attention on Iason or Riki. All these questions, chased away the slumber, that Petros desired after such an eventful day. Petros decided to take a walk down to the hot springs, and meditate for a while. He dressed in a pair of silk trousers and a robe, and as he began the descent down the long corridor, he thought about how much he loved the soothing mineral water, and wanted to find peace of mind, as he thought of Riki and Iason. He wanted to help them reunite, but knew there was a difficult journey ahead of him.

As he walked down the long corridor beneath the Estate, he could sense someone was in springs. He hoped none of the guests were in the water, as the hot springs were not typical of those found throughout Aristia. This was “Armah’s Love,” and was only known to the Elders and the Royal family. As he approached the candlelit cavern, he could see that it was in fact Riki, who was in the springs once more. He quietly stood by the base of the entrance to the cavern, and watched silently; not wanting to disturb his meditation.

Riki was standing deep in the water with his hands held out. His eyes were closed, and his breathing was slow and deliberate. But his face glowed softly, and there was a warm breeze swirling around him, making his hair float serenely. Petros thought it was the most beautiful sight he had ever witnessed. What he didn’t know, was that there was another person also watching Riki.

Raoul was sitting quietly against the far wall, on one of the many boulders that had been sculptured into benches. He sat mesmerized by Riki’s transformation. He apparently was allowed to view him, since Riki had not prevented his company, or perhaps he knew Raoul was no threat. Petros kept watch, away from Raoul’s view; he wanted to make sure he didn’t interfere with Riki’s meditation.

Raoul watched as Riki was bathed in a gentle light, he wanted to understand his connection with Iason. He envied the intimacy they shared, and part of him wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, for this to be a dream; that Iason was still his to lover, that Riki was just a Pet. He longed to awaken, and find that there never was a historical connection; that Iason was not the re-created Intellect, heir to Royalty -no less- and lover of one Lord Riki Oskuro.


But there he was, standing before him… Raoul wanted to wish it all way.

Riki was meditating, there had been so much activity that evening, and he felt drained. Not so much because of loss of strength, for his body was healed, and the power within him was unaffected. In fact, had been growing stronger by the hour. But as his memories were being revealed slowly, he wanted to tap into it, and see what it was all about.

But his heart was the real issue, his emotional reunion with Iason, and the healing of his friends took an emotional toll. He let his mind spread out in all directions, and felt as if he were able to hear all the voices of his friends as they whispered their awe and delight, over their experience in the hot springs and the healing of their wounds. Riki now focused on one voice that made his heart feel warm all over, it was that of Daryl. He could hear the timid young man tend to Katze’s wounds, as Katze asked him to lie down and rest. But Daryl was too wired to sleep, and instead lay next to Katze and snuggled, making the weary Katze smile.

“Hey Katze?” Daryl whispered, “Do you think Riki will ever be the “Riki” we know? I mean he acts like Riki, but there is such a dramatic change when his old persona rises.”

Katze pondered this for a moment, “You know, I felt so helpless being injured the way I was, but when he held me in the water, all my worries disappeared, and all I could feel was Riki’s smile looking down on me. So- I have to say Riki’s the same. But now there is a sense of “confidence” I’ve never seen in him before. I’d venture to say, he is going to be quite a handful, when his two persona's blend.”

Daryl sat up, remembering Jathan had given him some lotion to massage onto Katze’s body, after they went to their room. He rose from the bed, and retrieved it. He opened the bottle, and inhaled the wonderful fragrance, smiling as he approached Katze.

“What have you got there love?” Katze looked at the small bottle of lotion, as Daryl began to remove Katze’s silk trousers, as well as his own.

“Jathan gave me this lotion to apply on your body. He said it is made with the same minerals found only in these hot springs, and said I should apply it several times a day.” Daryl gave Katze a suggestive look as he sat next to him. “Now let’s get you taken care of Katze.”

“Mm, I don’t know if that’s a good idea love, because you’re only going to torture me- if I can’t love you; seeing how messed up I am.” Katze groaned.

Daryl began to massage him gently, working the lotion into his arms and chest. The wonderful fragrance permeated the room, and Katze loved the gentle - deliberate- way Daryl worked on his body. It was not going to be an “innocent” massage, as Katze felt something happening down below. As Daryl focused on the task at hand, he also felt a twitch of arousal coming from within. He looked at Katze’s eyes, and bent down to give him a kiss, then another; eventually, he pried Katze’s lips open with his tongue, and moaned when Katze began to respond.

This made Katze reach up, and take Daryl’s face, to passionately drink from his lips. “Oh, Katze...” Daryl gasped, “I feel funny all over, like there’s a fire in my heart..” Katze once again, took his mouth, pulling Daryl on top of him as he protested. “No, Katze, you shouldn’t take my weight on top of you, you’re still injured.” Daryl tried to push off his body, but the recently cured Katze was feeling better than he’s felt in years, -in fact- since he was young and ….. whole.

He began to feel his body come alive, and he rolled to his side, as Daryl gave in to his strong embrace. Suddenly, they began to grind their hips together, and were pleasantly surprised to find their cocks were responding to the intimacy. They could not believe what they saw, stopping to look at each other, then their own swollen members.

“OH! Katze! Exclaimed Daryl, “Look my love! We’re….we’re…men once more...” His voice trailed off down to a whisper. Daryl reached down and touched Katze’s cock, which twitched, as Daryl gently stroked the warm flesh.

“Nh, Daryl….that feels….that just feels heavenly!” Katze looked up at his lover with shiny eyes, “Daryl, your so beautiful love; oh, I never dreamed you and I would ever be whole again, to feel each other intimately, like we’ve dreamed of for so long. I want to love you sweetheart, let’s try out the new equipment, what do you say?”

Daryl just about jumped Katze, as his excitement found him rubbing against Katze’s swollen cock, and they embraced, enjoying the sensation of having something to grind with. Katze seemed to have forgotten his injuries, and began to pull Daryl towards his body, as he reached behind and cupped his perfectly round ass.

“Mm Katze, that feels so good.”

Daryl also reached behind Katze, as they explored each other as if for the first time. Gentle strokes and tender probing was the order of the night, with every inch of their newly acquired manhood. Katze gently pushed Daryl onto his back, and now began to hungrily explore Daryl, as the passion grew; kissing his whole face, and moving down to his neck, making Daryl squirm with delight.

Katze moaned his arousal as if drunk on lust. “Daryl, you are so perfect, I feel so much passion cursing through my body, and I want to just ravish you, eat you up and fuck you so bad, it hurts!”

Katze placed more gentle kisses on Daryl’s lips, as their rigid cocks were now seeking to explore yet more inviting places. Katze moved down slowly blazing a trail of kisses down Daryl’s body, as he headed down for the first time, to explore the beautiful flesh that awaited his lingual arts. Daryl opened himself, spreading his legs apart for Katze, who gently kissed his swollen cock; licking it sensually, as he gently held it in his hand. Daryl gasped for breath, as he experienced the first waves of intimate arousal. The wonderful sensations that he felt coming from his cock, were indescribable; and he didn’t know how to express his ecstasy.

“Katze…ah…that feels so good! Mm, you feel so warm, and I don’t know what to do, I feel like I’m going to do something and I want to push!”

Daryl began to lift his hips with Katze’s lips locked on his cock. Katze had waited patiently for their recovery after their restoration, dreaming of the moment they would experience their first erections. To have it happen at the same time, was beyond his ability to articulate at the moment, not wanting to stop. Daryl was squirming more, and he tossed his head from side to side, arching his back. Then taking hold of Katze’s head, he began to thrust impatiently.


Katze relaxed his throat, having not had a cock in his mouth since…well since Riki, and their doomed threesome years ago. Now that he had Daryl restored and gloriously endowed, he wanted to swallow this lover whole. He paused for a moment to see Daryl's face so aroused, then spoke.

“Daryl, don’t hold back, come for me, do what feels natural, and we’ll take this one step at a time.”

Daryl moaned loudly, not caring if anyone heard, because his mind was in some other part of the universe. Katze began to really work his magic, as he moistened his fingers in his mouth, and began to penetrate Daryl. He thrust into him and Daryl lost all composure, and cried out his rapture, shooting his sex down Katze’s eager throat.

“Ah! Katze!”

Daryl’s body twitched, as his body felt the first residual spasms of his climax. Something he’s never felt before. He lay on the bed, transported by the wonder of his first experience as a whole man. He reached down to touch Katze’s head, as Katze moved up to position himself for entry.

Daryl smiled, as he felt Katze’s cock against his entrance, and begins to press forward looking intently into Daryl’s eyes. “Are you ready for me love?” Katze’s eyes searched his lover’s for a sign.

“Yes Katze, take me my love.” Daryl took a deep breath, and closed his eyes as Katze gently penetrated slowly. Daryl adjusted, and tried to relax as he felt Katze’s cock -for the first time- inside him.

“Daryl…you feel heavenly love, I can’t believe we are here, in this moment, so linked.”

Katze gazed at Daryl as he lifted his left leg, and pressed forward until he filled him completely. They stared at each other, enjoying the sensations that took over their bodies. Daryl reached up, and kissed Katze, enjoying the taste of his sex on his lips. Katze began to slowly thrust, moving in an out gently, at first; and then harder, as their passion rose, until they were both breathing hard, and Katze’s thrusts were bordering on barbaric. They both were consumed with the pleasure of the fuck.

“Katze! Oh! That feels so good, harder my love. Oh…I never dreamed it could feel so good!”

Katze felt Daryl’s throbbing cock against his abdomen, and he smiled. To be looking down and see Daryl aroused, and erect once again was extremely exciting.

“Oh sweetheart…you are so perfect. You look so beautiful from here... I told you all those sex toys would never compare to the real thing…. Do you like what you feel?”

Katze purred, as Daryl reached up to hold on to Katze’s arms, as his essence began to rise again. As they headed to the final stretch, their bodies were covered with sweat. Katze felt his body was about to do something it had not done since he was very young.

“Oh! Daryl!!”

Katze erupted deeply into Daryl, filling his lover with his seed. Katze trembled, as the spasms of his release set Daryl off, and he ejaculated between them; his sex dripped off their bodies and they collapsed in exhaustion.

Neither spoke, only the soft sounds of their breathing could be heard. Finally, Daryl helped Katze clean up, and he gently positioned him in the bed. It was obvious that Katze did far more than he should have. Daryl knew this, but they were both equally carried away, by the sensations of their first time. It was glorious. Katze gazed at Daryl, as he got under the covers with him, snuggling close once again.

“Katze? Are you alright? Maybe we shouldn’t have done it yet…” Daryl’s voice trailed off.

“Hush love, don’t go there, I’m just as excited as you are, and I don’t think we could have stopped even if we wanted to…I think something more than just sex happened here.” Katze whispered, “I could feel my body respond to you, but I felt as if some other force was moving my body. Its hard to explain. But I felt warm all over, similar to the way I felt in the hot springs.”

“Your right… I could feel the same as you, but it didn’t feel like it was anything in particular. It felt more like someone gently urging me on…do you know what I’m mean?”

“Yeah, it felt like we were being gently nudged…do you think Riki had anything to do with this?” Katze looked at Daryl with a twinkle in his eyes.

Suddenly they both felt a gust of warm air, flow over them and swirl, slowly dissipating, and then there was calm. They both looked at each other and smiled knowingly, as they closed their eyes and fell asleep embraced in each others arms.

Riki moaned softly as the wind swirled around him gently. He opened his eyes and whispered, “That’s one you guys owe me.” He smiled and turned around finding Raoul watching him.

“What is it you’re looking for.... Lord Am?”

Riki’s eyes suddenly changed once more, dark as night, and his face glowed softly. His hair danced about, but not serenely as before, but more like the tail of a cat, whipping about as if teased one time too many. Raoul looked at Riki, who looked quite different than he did a moment ago, now he was on the defense, as he sensed a host of emotions coming from Raoul.

Petros watched with great concern. He now could see, that Riki had not seen Raoul at all. Perhaps his meditative state did not sense Raoul enter the cavern; which now made sense, as he also was not detected by Riki.

Raoul stiffened up, as Riki began to walk across the water seemingly gliding; unaffected by the deeper water beneath his feet. His eyes never lost contact with Raoul, whose confidence disappeared from his face, and for the first time- feeling genuinely nervous.

“You have stalked my every move Lord Am, yet you boldly sit in my presence, as if you had the right?” Riki’s voice began to lower, “You are entering dangerous waters Raoul, you think you know what is going on here?” Riki continued, “I have no desire to cross swords with you regarding Lord Iason. The man you knew, is no longer the same man you once knew, as I am no longer the man you just pictured in your mind.”

Raoul flinched as Riki spoke once again. “Your claim to Lord Mink’s heart will fall on deaf ears Lord Am, and you are better off knowing this now- for I will not tolerate interference in our reunion, nor will I allow a rival to assume a claim on what is clearly mine.” Riki’s face lit up and his eyes now appeared menacing, as the proud Blondie stood his ground.

“You claim Lord Mink of old, Lord Oskuro- Riki. But you will not deny my heart’s claim on Iason.” Raoul stepped back, as Riki suddenly spoke with a loud voice, that echoed in the cavern.

“Betrayer! Search this so-called heart of yours! How easily you betrayed your lover, dominated him, assaulted him and attempted to subjugate Lord Iason in your claim to love?!”

Riki’s voice thundered, and Raoul was sent flying across the immense cavern. A panicked Petros ran from where he was watching this scene, and flew across the ground, as he caught Raoul before he hit his head on the opposite wall.

Scraped and bruised, Petros spoke, “My Lord! My Lord Oskuro!” Petros bowed his face to the floor. “Please forgive this old fool for walking in upon your justice. But I pray you would please hear me…” Petros held Raoul’s head down in a prostate position of humility, his head spun and his heart felt as if gripped by an invisible hand, cold and squeezing it tightly.

“Forgive this man, he is adjusting to all that has transpired, -as you are- seeing the many changes in the time you now exist in. There are four lives involved, both yourself my Lord, and Lord Mink share the lives -and bodies- of Lord Iason, Head of the Syndicate of your old world Amoi. And you my Prince share the life of young Riki…”

“A Pet! A sex slave of no worth, subjugated, humiliated, abused and nearly killed- by one such as him!” Riki hissed, feeling all the emotion Riki has felt over his whole “Pet” episode. “His mind betrays his transgressions upon me; and he dares to continue to exalt himself as a rival? This man does not hold claim on my Flame, the sooner he accepts this, the safer he will feel in my presence!”

Raoul began to tremble as the air was filled with static, as Riki’s anger continued to rise. Petros continued to hold his face low to the ground.

“Yes my Prince, there is much that needs to be reconciled. But I beg your indulgence please; the people you will encounter are 10,000 years removed from your time. The Warrior Clans and the Intellects of old are gone, and only you my Prince and Lord Mink remain. You are the heirs to Amoi, and far more. Please view us as children, unaware of the importance of your return.”

Riki began to calm a bit as the pressure on Raoul’s chest was released, and Raoul began to breathe easier, but dared not to move. Riki’s face also returned to normal as his anger began to subside.

“Lord Am - Raoul…” Riki’s voice was now more compassionate, “I do understand your feelings for Iason. I probably would feel as you do, if our roles were reversed. But they are not. You need to realize Iason and I have always been together, that ten thousand years ago was only yesterday to me and to him. Our feelings are far deeper than they ever were as Master and Pet. We were never supposed to have been separated, then or now.

Doesn’t it seem obvious to you by now? I don’t want you to become my enemy. Iason and I have enough of those to deal with. You and I had come to an understanding, and now you’ve got to let us be. I don’t want to hurt you, but I will- if you interfere,” Riki tried to smile at Raoul, who slowly looked up at Riki who now stood before him. He was truly shaken up by the power he felt coming from Riki.


But then Riki smiled a bit more, and sent out a surge of warmth that washed over the men who remained on their knees. Riki then reached out and gestured for them to stand.

“Petros, I’m sorry if you were hurt..” Riki looked into the Sage’s eyes, “Perhaps you should soak in the springs, and try to regain your peace of mind.” Riki spoke looking at the scrapes on Petros knees. Petros bowed and looked worried for Raoul.

Raoul did worry as Petros turned and walked away. He was never one to cower in fear, and felt shamed by Riki’s compassion regarding Iason, and his feeling towards his old lover.

“Forgive me Lord Oskuro” Raoul whispered, “It has never been easy for me to accept that Iason had moved on in your old relationship when Riki- I mean- the Riki of this time won the heart of Lord Mink. Even twice more difficult, to discover that the love we once shared was never meant to be. That Lord Mink and you, Lord Oskuro, were always fated to reunite.” Raoul sounded defeated, “You have no rival in me Lord Oskuro- Riki, please forgive my in-bred arrogance, and less-than-noble behavior, I will not interfere again.”

Riki walked up to Raoul and punched him playfully in the arm, “Yeah, well I do recall hearing that before..” Riki smiled, “Why don’t you focus all your energy on being the bad-ass Blondie I know you are, and take out your frustrations on the assholes who took him.” Riki’s old demeanor caught the flustered Blondie by surprise, as Petros laughed out loud, as he gingerly walked towards the hot springs. Riki grinned and winked at Raoul who looked ready to pass out.

“You know Lord Am; perhaps you could use a good soaking in the hot springs yourself. If you behave, perhaps I’ll allow you to speak with Lord Mink…what do you say?”

Poor Raoul was having trouble keeping up with the two faces of Riki’s persona, as the two personalities were starting to blend more by the minute. He cautiously nodded, as Riki gently pushed him near the steps of the water grinning from ear to ear.

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Iason enjoyed the massage given by the medics. His body was beginning to feel better as the therapy, coupled with Riki’s sessions in the hot springs were truly speeding up his healing. He wanted to speak with Riki, hoping to give him the information as to his destination. They would be arriving on Rhea tomorrow night and wanted to have a plan in place.

Iason had requested not to be disturbed wanting to meditate on Riki. Ayuda stood watch near the entrance ready to intercept anyone who entered. Martin and the other medics found some candles and placed them throughout the room and then dimmed the lights so Iason could meditate properly.

Iason could feel his strength curse through his body; his mind was getting stronger as he could now spread his thoughts in all directions hearing the many voices of the ship, and he searched out for the Commander, hovering over his body as he slept with Victor in his arms. He wondered what kind of man he was, seeing that he wore the symbol of the sword and shield around his neck. Was he a former member of the Firm? Why would he involve himself in such a mission? Iason then looked at Victor sleeping peacefully in his arms. The doctor’s perversions could rival some people he knew; Omaki came to mind, having such an unquenchable penchant for sexual mischief.

Iason was pleasantly surprised that he did not suffer any pain in his head, as he continued to move about the ship watching the many activities of the crew; he then followed one of the medics back to the medic’s quarters. He noticed they all congregated together as if meeting for some purpose.

Martin spoke in a hushed voice, “Ok, now that the Commander and Victor are in their quarters, we have a chance to talk. We’re getting closer to Rhea, and we need to find a way to protect Lord Mink from the Elders.” Martin looked at his fellow medic’s as they listened intently. “Lord Mink has healed very quickly, thanks to the round the clock massages and the enriched meals we’ve been serving him. I think the Commander doesn’t have a clue about what he has in his custody. Lord Mink is clearly something more than just the Head of the Syndicate; remember how his face changed, and his eyes turned color? Only a powerful being could generate such power given the injuries he’s suffered.” The medic’s all agreed.

Owen who had been providing the lotions and medicinal herbs for his meals spoke, “I’ve heard tales of an ancient prophesy from Aristia, since I buy all my healing herbs from there. It states that an ancient Lord and a Prince from Amoi, would someday return to bring order back to the universe.” His eyes grew big as he added dramatic flair to his expressions. “It’s written that: ‘The Flame would burn one’s hand if held too tight’ and that 'The Tempest would fan the Flame,’ or something like that.”

Martin spoke again, “That’s exactly the kind of thing Lord Mink said remember? He said, ‘The Tempest has roused the Flame once more. Behold the Intellect who loved the Tempest, and fear his wrath those who would take what is his!'” A hushed silence came over the group of medics, and then Martin spoke once more. “We have to protect Lord Mink at all costs, I don’t know what the Elders want with him on Rhea, but I’m sure it’s not to set up house. I mean, Lord Mink is a very important man on Amoi, why would they take him? Credits? I doubt it; those people have a city full of treasure. No, I think there is more to this mission- Lord Mink is something more. Did you guys see how the Commander and Victor have kept away from them?”

“Yeah, they won’t even go into his room.” spoke Jake, the young medic who has been personally preparing Iason’s meals. “They seem afraid of him all of the sudden, it was kind of weird to see them all freaked out yesterday when Lord Mink got upset.”

“We can’t take over the ship, we’re just medics, but perhaps when we get to Rhea we can move about more freely. If Lord Mink requests our continued treatments, we can at least continue to protect him that way. His bodyguard Ayuda seems really capable of protecting him; we will have to find some weapons for him, so we’ll split up after we’re paid and use those credits toward obtaining some, and meet back wherever they are going to take him. Owen and I will remain with Lord Mink and the six of you need to get the weapons”

They all agreed, and began to break up their meeting when they felt the sudden surge of a warm breeze in their midst. Iason’s voice was suddenly in their minds. “Martin, I cannot permit you to risk your lives for me; please don’t do anything so foolish, that would endanger you and your friends.” Iason’s voice was kind, as he looked down upon the medics. “I will have aid coming soon, and we shouldn’t tip them off in any way.”

Martin and the other’s were at first frightened to hear Iason’s voice in their heads. “Lord Mink, we have to try to at least find a weapon for Ayuda, what if they harm you both?” We can’t just stand by, and see you injured again.” Martin spoke out loud.

“All things will have their time, Martin. We must discover what it is they want with me, and I don’t want to see you, any of you- come to any harm. Keep your plans as a back up. If the need arises, I will let you know when I’ll need you. Is that understood?” Iason sent a surge of warm energy to the group of young men, who closed their eyes and felt the warmth wash through their bodies.

“Alright, Lord Mink, we’ll do as you say. Please don’t come to any harm, we would be devastated if you should be injured once again.”

“We have an agreement Martin. Thank you all for your kindness and your loyalty, I will not forget any of you.” Iason smiled and then left the area of their quarters, and returned to his room. He continued to meditate, under the watchful eye of Ayuda.

*~*~*

Riki retired to the master bedroom, finally exhausted with the many issues of the day. He lay on the bed and wondered if Iason was doing okay. The whole scene with Raoul bothered him. That Raoul was jealous, or even saddened by the truth of their newly revealed identities, reminded him of Elder Erik’s betrayal, and the past encounter with Raoul in the Taming Tower. Both incidents fed to the anger he unleashed upon Raoul.

He now realized, had not Petros caught Raoul, he certainly would have been killed. This power needed to be controlled and channeled. His old ways, and his current behavior, both revealed to him that his temper was a dangerous and volatile issue. It is one thing to beat someone up, or pitch a fit when upset, but his newly acquired powers were dangerous, and although he felt justified in using it, he would have to learn to manage it. Riki recalled the nightmare of taking the life of Kei at Dana Burn years ago; he never set out to kill him; only to defend himself.

The thought of taking a life repulsed him. His being of the Warrior Clan’s, reminded him of the great leaps his people made towards maintaining a civilization of peace, harmony and prosperity. Riki now remembered the many lessons his father taught him. “Strength comes in many forms son. Physical strength can provide shelter, sustenance and security. But strength of the heart- is what defines a man. Your heart can be loyal, compassionate, and loving. You must walk the fine line, when it comes to strength Riki, because strength can harm, and kill if not balanced.”

Riki thought about the rescue he was about to attempt. Will he be able to control, and refine the power within? A power he as a child, was taught to suppress, and -yield to- when angered or injured. He nearly killed Raoul, and that was never his intent, and knew Iason would have been saddened by Raoul’s death.

Riki knew he needed to meditate, and reflect on all the day’s activities. So he sat up on the bed, and reached out, to focus his thoughts on Iason. His love for this man has always been his strength, his last thought when facing death in the past, and it was this love that stayed his hand against all temptation. Now Riki would have to draw strength from it, to push him hard to the task at hand; which at this particular time, was the rescue of Iason.

He had plenty of information for Iason, and felt he needed to seek him out to exchange ideas. He brought out his Aristian meditation spheres, and concentrated on the serene chimes, as he relaxed his breathing; focusing on the image of Iason, reaching out to the far reaches of his mind. But nothing happened. Riki tried for several minutes, puzzled by the silence. He thought of his previous links, and each time he was either close by to Iason on Amoi, then on the Ios, and finally on Aristia. But only in the hot springs. The physical manifestation occurred only on the Estate, which again was directly over the springs. So Riki decided to visit the springs once more, the hour was quite late but he wanted to reassure himself that Iason was alright. He took a candle in his hand, as he slowly descended the long corridor that led to the springs. He lit the candles near the water’s edge, making the enormous cavern seem larger than before when it was well lit.

He decided to sit on the top step, and looked into the water. He could feel his skin shiver, and not because he was cold, because the cavern was quite warm. It was because he felt he resonated with the minerals in the warm water. He began his breathing exercises once again, and focused on Iason. His mind began to expand, as his reach flew across the stars. Riki could feel his body tingle, as waves of energy began to curse through his mind. His body began to react, as his hair started to float gently and his face began to glow softly. Riki reached out with his hands, as a sudden tempest whipped around him at first, nearly pushing him into the springs. Riki slowly opened his eyes, looking across the surface of the warm water; the rising steam gently outlined a figure that slowly came to focus, and now stood in front of him…Iason.

“I was hoping you would seek me out tonight.” Iason smiled sensually, as he walked up to Riki reaching out to take his hand. Riki looked over his shoulder, to see himself sitting on the water’s edge.

“Iason, how could you reach me? Are you alright?” Riki looked at Iason’s beautiful face, wondering if this was really possible. Iason took his hand and brought it up to his lips for a kiss.

Iason looked at Riki’s lips, wanting to drink from them, until his intoxication made him drunk with desire. Riki smiled and reached up, placing his hands around Iason’s neck, and kissed him ever so gently, ever so slowly.

He pulled away, “Iason, are you okay? How did you find me so quickly? I just began to meditate, in fact- I’ve been trying for several minutes, but couldn’t get through. But when I came down to the hot springs, I reached you right away.”

Iason wrapped his arms around Riki, “I believe that the mineral content of the springs resonates and amplifies our powers.” Iason’s eyes changed to a darker shade of blue, and his hair began to float serenely around his head. “See? You and I are more than we seem to be, there is untapped energy within us. I’ve only recently come to understand this, due to certain events here on the ship. When my spirits are high, I seem able to send out a surge of energy, that affects those around me in a positive way. I’ve noticed that their expressions change as if, -for the sake of another word- seem to be in a state of blissful ecstasy.” Iason paused, when he saw Riki’s expression change. “What is it love?”

Riki’s eyes lit up, “I’ve had the same happen to me here! It seems that when I’m content, those around me act like they’re in a trance or something.” Then Riki’s expression changed, “But then something quite different happens when I’m pissed off…”

Iason gave Riki a knowing glance, “Oh? What has happened?”

Riki ran his hand through his hair. “Well, it seems I can sense when someone’s thinking negatively towards me, or actually anyone. But something happened tonight… I almost killed Raoul.”

Iason looked shocked, although he knew Raoul was quite capable of doing something stupid, to set Riki off - asked, “How so?”

Riki sighed, “Well, he actually said…” Riki whispered, “that he claimed your heart. That I was still just a Pet, and that now that I’m a Prince, I still didn’t deserve you.” Riki looked away, saddened even more after hearing himself say it.

Iason looked at Riki with a smile, “Riki, you should know by now, that Raoul is limited to only two reactions, when it comes to you and me; regret and remorse. He holds no place in my heart. My life was made complete by you, and you alone.” Iason touched his cheek, “In getting my memories back, I know the one who held my heart then, -and now- stands before me.” Iason reached down and kissed him once more with such passion, Riki could only moan as he melted in the warmth of the kiss.

Riki broke away, “I’m such a fool! Have I changed at all Iason?” Riki turned his face, “Words spoken by ones who covet the love we share, Erik in the past, and Raoul in the present. Why do their words cut me so deep?” Riki began to fade in his sadness.

“Riki stop!” Iason reached out, and pulled Riki by the waist, embracing him from behind. “We shall not repeat the errors of the past.” Iason tightened his embrace, feeling Riki's heartbeat beneath his hold.

“No one can ever claim my heart but you....” Iason kissed his neck tenderly.

“No one will ever take what is mine away from me ever again...” Iason raised one of Riki's hands to his lips, and kissed it softly.

“And there shall never be distance between your heart and mine...” Iason pressed his lips against Riki's neck, and breathed deeply.

Iason felt his heart overflow with passion, that seemed to surround Riki, who stood frozen in place. He whispered into Riki’s ear, “This is truly...what my heart desires. We have endured so much my love, and we are still going to have to endure a bit more until we are reunited. You were dealt a bad hand twice my love. Why you returned as Riki the Dark, is a testament to your strength; your desire to be free, and to seek justice for a multitude of sins against both you and me.”

Iason placed his hand beneath Riki's chin, and turned it up towards his, and kissed his lips and then his neck, then spoke softly, “I was never one to struggle in either life, until I met you.” Iason paused, then turned Riki around to face him.

“Love requires work, -hard work- and a strong determination to hold what is important to you with both hands, even if what is before you, is nothing but an image in your mind’s eye.” Iason kissed Riki, as he continued his heart-felt declarations. “Riki, when you left Amoi then... I searched the stars for hundreds of years, never losing sight of the reasons we were separated. I swore on my dying breath, that if I ever met you in another life, I’d fight whole-hearted, to keep you by my side forever. To never take life for granted, and spend the rest of my life discovering new ways, -every day- of loving you more than the day before.”

Riki continued to gaze into Iason's eyes, as he poured his heart out, laying it before him. “Iason…” Riki began to speak, but Iason continued.

“Riki, my life on Amoi now, was filled with an emptiness that power, and authority could never fill. I lived a life under the influence of opulence, grandeur and eccentric arrogance. But I feel now, that our identities being hidden- were somehow a strategy Jupiter gambled on, to possibly protect us. But we found a way, love found its way through time, space and yes, even rivals. Here we are, heirs to a future Amoi, and I for one, will not allow anyone or anything come between us ever again.”

Iason raised his hand and gently stroked Riki’s hair.

“Riki, I love you. My only regret, is that in both lifetime’s you were made to doubt your love, your feelings for me. That the sorrow you suffered in the past, has echoed in the life you live in the present. I also shared such doubts, fearing you would leave me; that perhaps you did not love me as I did you, and you would run away at the first opportunity. But now I see, that we were always meant to be together in the past, and in the present. I will work hard to make sure my love is forever written in your heart......that there will never be room for doubt ever again.”

Riki seemed to draw strength from Iason’s declarations. He knew Iason’s love was true, it was just his foolish doubts that were carried forward. The painful memories had resurfaced, since they never had the chance to truly be processed, and the two lovers never reconciled. He knew the events of the past would become as real now, as they did then. He took Iason’s hand and kissed each palm.

“Iason, I knew I’d have to cross this bridge, when I recalled my past. I knew there would be pain and regret, for never turning back when you called my name, for not trusting you’re words, or you’re tears as genuine. When you and I first met in Midas, my heart was split into many pieces, I had a life of poverty and neglect. Anger and survival instincts are what kept me alive. When you and I began on that path, we had no idea who we were, and frankly- you made my life a living hell.”

Iason closed his eyes, feeling the surge of sadness in Riki’s heart. The love he held for him as his beloved Pet, and the love he recalled from the past- both pulled at his heartstrings.

“Oh Riki, my love..” Iason wanted to gather Riki in his arms but Riki raised a hand.

“Let me say this Iason, it needs to be said. Lord Iason and Prince Riki are here,” Riki pointed to his heart and is head, “But Lord Mink of Eos, and Riki the Dark, mongrel Pet, have to reconcile with them. A healing needs to occur, and I for one want to do so now, before forces known and unknown, attempt to come between us and pull us apart once more.”

Iason swallowed hard, as he looked deeply into Riki's eyes, “You need only mention the word, and I am there with you.”

Iason wanted this to pass also. He didn’t want Riki to suffer one more minute more, he wanted Riki whole, and confident. For he knew their journey towards their reunion, would be filled with difficulties, and he wanted no doubt to darken Riki’s heart, or cloud his judgment.

“Riki, I want to do something…” Iason smiled, and held him close. “Please enter the hot springs, and focus your thoughts on me.” Iason pulled on Riki’s hands for a moment, “Wake your body, and enter the water my love.”

Riki closed his eyes, and opened them once more, as he stood up and removed his silk robe, and pajama trousers. He gently stepped into the water, and began to focus his mind on Iason. Iason was silent, as he joined Riki in their mind's eye.

“Iason? Where are you?”

Riki looked around. He was in the master bedroom, which was lit only by candles. He heard Iason breathing softly, and then appeared before him. He wore a pair of white silk pants and robe. But then he sensed the presence of someone else, hidden behind the swirling veil of warm air that spun around them both. Thinking Petros may have tapped in accidentally as before, he just ignored it.

Iason embraced Riki once more, kissed him passionately, raising Riki up to meet his kiss.

“Iason…how I love you so…” Riki whispered, “If only you were here, holding me tight.” Riki looked into Iason’s eyes, as their passion suddenly blazed in their hearts, and they were surrounded by a golden light as they hungrily fed off each others kiss.

*~*~* Iason’s song *~*~*

Iason pulled away, and now gently kissed Riki; kissing his neck, and biting him here and there, as Riki gasped. He held him gently in his embraced, and he whispered a melodic tune in his ear that echoed all around them.

“There's a state of grace that happens every day.
Its a feeling I thought lost, or locked away.
Another question to an answer that I’ve known...
Oh when are you coming?
Coming home for sure…”

Iason kissed his lips once more, as he tightened his embrace. Then gently caressing his body, he reached behind Riki, and cupped his ass, as he continued his gentle tune, and gazed into Riki’s eyes.

“I’d walk a thousand miles just to hear you calling there my name:
Kiss me softly, kiss me slowly,
I get lost in you, like only lover’s do…”

Iason lifted Riki into his arms gently spinning several times.

“Hold me closer, love me tender,
I get swept away, like only lover’s do…”

Riki’s eyes shined with a love so brilliant, his hair began to dance, as Iason’s serenade excited him so much, he began to hunger for Iason’s kiss once more. Iason was equally aroused, and in the next moment, were removing each others clothes.

Riki smiled, “I hear music Iason…”

Iason gently lifted Riki in his arms, and placed him on the bed, as Iason’s hair and eyes became alive with desire. His golden mane moved as if gently caught in a breeze. He once again gazed at Riki, placing a hand on his lips, and continued to softly serenade his lover.

“You’ve awaken something deep inside my soul.
And every moment, ever breath I feel it more.
You’ve hidden treasure that you kept down deep inside,
We make love freely, as we watch the new sun rise.”

Then it was as if a light of awareness shined in Riki’s mind; a passionate memory of a familiar encounter. He began to quietly sing the song Iason began.

I’d live a thousand lives, if every one I’d live, could be with you…
Kiss me softly, kiss me slowly,
I get lost in you, like only lovers do.
Hold me closer, love me tender,
I get swept away, like only lover’s do…”

Riki whispered the tune, as he remembered.

“Iason! It’s our song…kiss me softly…”

Iason covered Riki’s face with gentle kisses, as Riki whispered, “Kiss me slowly…”

Iason bit his nipples, playfully making Riki arch his back, as Iason embraced his body.

Riki continued to whisper, “I get lost in you, like only lover’s do.”

His sweet voice sighed, as Iason moved his embrace lower to caress his hips, and gently raked his fingers down his taut body. Iason kept quiet, moaning his excitement when Riki’s erection pressed against his body.

“Hold me closer; love me tender, I get swept away, like only lovers do…”

Riki gasped, as Iason took his cock into his mouth, softly wiggling his tongue over his warm flesh. Iason skillfully loved Riki, knowing his lover’s every sensitive zones, yet caressed Riki with an eagerness that betrayed his own aroused state.

As Iason caressed Riki’s body, they became inflamed with passion. Riki lifted his hips to meet Iason’s kisses and warm tongue, that seemed to find every inch of him aroused. Iason then moved up over Riki’s body, slowly caressing his body with his own, to embrace Riki as he now continued their love song.

“I’d live a thousand lives, if every one I’d live, could be with you…”

Iason softly spoke the words, as he looked intensely into Riki’s dark eyes. Then he pulled his right leg up, and caressed his hip, as he sensually began to grind his rigid cock against Riki’s.

“Kiss me softly, kiss me slowly, I get lost in you, like only lovers do..”

Riki’s heart raced as Iason drank from his lips once more, enjoying the taste of his sex on Iason’s lips.


“Hold me closer, love me tender...”

Iason cooed, as Riki melted in his arms. Never had anyone serenaded him in such an erotic way. He raised his hips to meet Iason’s sensual grind.

“I get swept away, like only lover’s do..” Iason smiled as he slowly penetrated Riki’s private sanctum.

“Oh, Iason…you feel so good, you’re cock is so warm...mm” Riki moaned, as Iason slowly filled him.

“My love, my Prince. Did you recognize the words we sang?” Iason pulled out almost completely, then thrust again deeper as Riki moaned his delight.

“Iason, I heard music- music playing all around us- and in my head! And a memory- of the passion we shared when we first heard this song.”

Riki eagerly raised his hips, as Iason now raised his left leg, and pressed them towards Riki’s chest, as he put his whole body into the cadence of the fuck. Riki cried out as his essence began to rise. Iason was gazing intently into Riki’s eyes, as his thrusts made him grunt with excitement.

“My love, my one and only- I will never love another...”

Iason closed his eyes, and then there was music playing all around them; the final chorus was a whisper, as their love sounds added an erotic charge to the music. Iason pulled out, and flipped Riki over to his stomach and raised his hips

“Riki, you make my life complete..” Iason whispered, as he slowly penetrated once more and held Riki tightly by the hips, as Riki bucked back eager for more.

“Iason, ram it hard….let me feel you deeply inside me..”

Riki gasped, as the tempest that blew around them suddenly froze. The only sounds heard were the sounds of their breathing, and their spine tingling moans. Iason took Riki passionately, their bodies glistened with the sweat of their lovemaking. Riki placed his head on the bed, and moaned his pleasure as Iason took him in earnest.

“Riki, my love, my Tempest, you set my heart a blaze…”

Iason’s low sex cry began to rise, as Riki continued to buck back, feeling Iason slap against the back of his thighs.

“Iason!”

The two lover’s began to glow softly, and Iason’s hair began to float eerily about his head like a halo. The tempest now roared around them once more, as they erupted in blissful ecstasy. Iason threw his head back, as his body stiffened and ejaculated into Riki’s inner sanctum. Riki breathed hard, as he bucked a few more times in his climax, feeling the residual spasm of Iason’s spent cock, which still filled him. Iason finally pulled out, and collapsed on Riki’s back, then pulled him along as he rolled onto his side, and embraced Riki close to his chest.

As they’re breathing finally calmed down, Iason spoke into Riki’s ear. “My love, my dearest heart, you are mine now, and forever.” Iason caressed Riki’s face, and pulled him back to kiss his lips. Riki turned his chin up, and drank from Iason for several moments, as the glow of their bodies dimmed and they returned back to normal.

“Enough!” Came the voice behind the veil that now lifted.

“Enough already! Let me go- let me be, you’ve made your point!”

The angry voice of Raoul, who sat in a corner of the master bedroom, echoed in the darkness as he sat unable to move or turn away; watching the two lovers behind a veil of wind and light.

Iason gently rose on one elbow, glaring in the direction of Raoul’s voice, as Riki turned to look at Iason confused.

“What’s going on Iason?”

Iason bent down and kissed Riki hungrily, then spoke, “Riki, this song was one of many written for us over ten-thousand years ago, I remembered that it was our favorite. It was a celebration of our undying love, forever dedicated to you and me, and the love we shared then…and now.”

In the next moment, Iason and Riki now appeared in their royal robes. Iason’s face now glowed once more, but not because he was aroused. No- he had another reason.

“Lord Am- Raoul, you shall never impose yourself on Lord Oskuro, nor shall you presume to know my feelings. By saying Riki is not worthy of my love, you insult me. For you must think my love is not worthy of his…is this so?” Iason continued his gaze at Raoul who felt Iason’s icy stare. “If indeed you feel that way, then you are incorrect to presume I hold you in my heart. For I assure you, there is no room in my heart for more than one lover, and you are not that lover.”

Riki said nothing, as he stood next to Iason who placed his hand in his. “You are truly fortunate that Lord Riki Oskuro spared your life, and you can thank Riki the Dark, of Midas- for that.”

Iason’s eyes returned to normal, and his hair calmed down. Raoul could do nothing but listen. He had never experienced such an event in the mind’s eye, and couldn’t do anything but watch the two lovers in their erotic encounter. He figured this was Iason’s way of telling him where he stood. Had it been anyone else, he probably would have masturbated as he watched them; they were so beautiful together, it pained him to watch.

Iason now spoke once again, “So now that I have you before me, see the image of the two men who abducted me.”

Iason focused, as the image of Commander Darius Raymone and Victor, appeared before Raoul who stiffened, as he recognized Victor immediately. A look that was not lost to Iason.

“You recognize this man?” Iason removed the image of Darius, “He is skilled in an area you should be very familiar with, -mind blocks- and the manipulation of the inner psyche. He held me deep in a medically induced coma due to my injuries, but was actually quite a capable surgeon. However, his mind blocks were quite convincing, and kept me from awakening on my own. I’ve made allies with the eight medics on board this ship, in particular a young man named Martin.

I’ve been fortunate, in that they are quite skilled in bringing me back to health. This, coupled with Riki’s treatment on Aristia, and his ability to reach me, when I lay in darkness, were able to release me from the mental blocks. Ayuda is keeping watch over me for now, and between him and the medics, they guard against the doctor who has attempted to sedate me back into his mental blocks.

I am being taken to the planet Rhea on the outskirts of Sector 949.2, near the Path of the Ancients. The Council of Elders hired this Darius, who seems to have obtained an education at the Firm, but seems unlikely to have left on good terms. I have regained my health, and the power of my Clan has awakened. I will not act until I can determine their purpose. Its safe to assume Jupiter is probably one of the reasons, as there’s always been bad blood between Jupiter, and the members of these Elder sects.” Iason looked at Raoul who listened quietly.

Raoul then spoke, “Iason, how much do you recall, with regards to events on Amoi after you and Lord Oskuro left?”

Iason looked at Riki, who shrugged his shoulders. “There are still some gaps in my memory, which I blame on my recent injuries…”

Raoul spoke again, “There is an explanation for some of your gaps- and it has nothing to do with you’re injures. As Lord Oskuro does not recall either, then the reason may be simpler than you think.” Raoul recalled Jupiter’s briefing, “Jupiter suppressed your memories to protect you yes; but there is a more personal reason, and I am not the one who should explain this to you both.”

Raoul looked at the two Lords standing side by side in their royal robes, and in his mind he could now see how good they looked together. It was a pity they would soon discover how their families died, and how Amoi was embroiled in Civil War due to Erik’s doing.

Iason stepped forward, “Well, if you know- spit it out! Especially if it has any bearing on my current situation.” Iason began to get worked up, for he knew there were pieces of their memories missing. The veil of fog that clouded their memories prevented them from reaching deeper into their memories of them, and of their two families. This both frustrated Iason and Riki, but they knew eventually all would be revealed in the end.

Raoul knew this was not his place, to reveal anymore. “Jupiter, I’m certain will explain it all to you, but it does bear repeating, that the Council of Elders means to harm you, Riki, and Jupiter. The Clans of Ancient Amoi, and the descendants of these Elders, runs deep, and all this bad blood will affect us all. We need to act on this with a quick response. We are easily three days away from you, so I would advise you to sit tight until we arrive. If Sir Raymone, and I uncover any more information from the captive we have in custody, Lord Oskuro will communicated this to you immediately.”

Raoul then lowered his voice, as he looked at Iason, and bowed slightly. “Its good to see you have recovered from your injuries. Petros and Odi have explained the extent of the injuries you suffered, as Riki also shared -and mirrored- your injuries. Please take care.”

Raoul then turned to Riki and spoke, “Lord Oskuro, Riki- again, please forgive my arrogance. My words offended you deeper than I thought, -and for that- I regret saying them. You rewarded my bitter words earlier tonight with compassion. I thank you Riki, for you certainly are far more enlightened in mind and heart than I am. Please accept my humble apology…to you both.”

Raoul smiled slightly, as Iason and Riki began to fade from his mind. He awoke in his room covered in sweat. The visual memory of their lovemaking played over in his mind. He had never seen anything as sensual, and erotically stunning, as the scene of Iason tenderly serenading and then loving Riki.

Seeing Iason recovered, and healthy made his anxiety lessen a bit. But knowing that Iason held such power - same as Riki exhibited - made him wonder about these Intellects being powerful; though the Warrior Clans, Riki’s Clan- were physically stronger than either the Intellects or these Elders.

Raoul thought of all that history, and pondered what wonders Jupiter must have seen in the ten-thousand years she’s existed. This brought up another question, why has Jupiter hidden all this history? Not even Iason knew of it, only the Firm. Raoul felt he was about to witness something wonderful happen throughout the known universe, he closed his eyes, and hoped Iason would never disrupt his peaceful slumber, with images of them both so occupied- just to prove a point. Iason could be extremely cruel and calculating when it came to his Riki, a lesson he’s now experienced twice, and didn’t care to repeat ever again.

The final thoughts he pondered were of Victor, how in the world did he fit into all this? He knew this man intimately, and wondered what mischief he might be up to. He remembered this man as an over-sexed pervert to rival Lord Megala Chi, who built all those blasted viewing holes into Iason’s penthouse to view them as they were intimate. This doctor was no idiot, he had skills. He enjoyed his work a bit too much, and did not care what the outcomes of his experiments were so long as he succeeded.

Raoul felt a surge of anxiety, at the thought of the type of damage he could do to Iason’s mind. He was relieved somewhat, that Iason had Ayuda, having heard Sir Hector Stone was his father. Ayuda was certainly capable, and the eight medics also were a bonus. But Raoul felt he needed to hasten their departure, and would press on to Sir Raymone to do just that at sunrise. There was no time to wait, and now that Riki had also recovered from his injuries, he felt his unique powers could prove to be quite useful, though he did not ever want to be on the receiving end of his anger.

~*~

Iason and Riki held each other as they made final plans for the rescue. Iason asked him to not place himself in danger, Riki reassured him, “I’m not going t do anything to risk your safety Iason, but as you yourself have experienced, our awakening powers have control issues; I mean they’re great- but they are new to us both.” Riki touched Iason’s hair, gently lifting a handful of his golden hair and inhaled it’s wonderful scent, “Mm see what I mean? I can still recall your scent, the taste of your lips, and the warmth of your embrace.”

Iason sighed deeply, “Yes, I know this is all new to us, but there is a way to control our emotions, so we at least don’t harm those around us, who are here to help us. Remember our lessons in meditation? We can apply the same principles by breathing, relaxation and focus. Try to apply those methods. You already proved tonight to have some control over your anger, when you stayed your hand and yielded to reason- by not killing Raoul.

Riki thought about it, “Yeah, well Petros was holding Raoul’s face on the ground all petrified.” Riki mused, “Besides, I figure no matter what Raoul said, you would have been affected by his death” Riki looked up at Iason who smiled, filling his heart to overflow with love for Riki.

“My Prince, you are truly noble. I am so happy you are who you are.” Iason purred. They kissed once more, then said their good-bye’s as they faded from their mind’s eye. Riki slowly walked out of the hot springs, dressed, and slowly walked to the master bedroom, and crawled into bed as exhaustion led his mind to a peaceful sleep.

*~*~*

Dawn came too quickly, as the Estate was once again buzzing with activity, as all enjoyed their morning meal. Sir Raymone and Raoul began to prepare for the mission, as they waited for Riki to make his appearance. Both Raoul and Heiku wondered who would appear- Lord Oskuro or Riki. Raoul recalled last night’s episode, and wanted to put it all behind him, and get going now that he saw Iason, and knew where they were heading. Luis and Raoul had briefed the team regarding the importance of Lord Mink’s safe return, and cautioned them with regards to Lord Riki Oskuro’s unique abilities.

Lord Saber and the team of Blondie’s, were uneasy regarding the reasons the “Pet” of Lord Mink had obtained royal status. In fact, Lord Saber was quite miffed, for being sent to their rooms like children when they arrived. No doubt he expected to be catered to, as they were Elite members of Intelligence and Security, and had not been informed of all that occurred the day before, regarding Riki’s special abilities. He sat at the table drinking his coffee as Raoul and Luis continued to discuss the plan.

On the other hand, Sir Luis had no issues with regards his team. They all know now who Lord Mink and Lord Oskuro were, and looked forward to serving them. Luther in fact, couldn’t wait to see Riki, as they came in late into the evening, and retired to their rooms per Sir Luis’ request. The team was anxious to get underway, and all eyes looked for Riki to enter the dining hall.

Petros walked into the dining hall and all eyes turned to him, as he stood by the entrance near Jathan who waited for Riki to enter. Riki had been meditating since dawn, preparing for his journey. As he was being dressed by Petros and Jathan, he felt a surge of power curse through his body; the anxiety he held the night before was gone, and his eyes darkened with anticipation.

He walked in the dining hall dressed in a skin tight black bodysuit, similar to Raoul’s, a black cape held by a golden clip, and a matching leather belt that held a laser pistol, and of all things, a level 20-Casey whip. His body was adorned with his gold and sapphire jewelry, and he wore black knee-high boots.

All were stunned by his appearance, and the room became tense as the Blondie’s became uneasy, meeting Riki for the first time. Raoul and Luis, and the rest of the household bowed as he entered; the Blondie’s also bowed, though a little uncertain. Lord Saber in particular, didn’t see how the man before him was so important. He had listened all morning to the household whispering with excitement, as they went about their duties regarding Lord Oskuro.

Riki walked over to his seat, and they all sat once again and began to speak at once, while they ate their food. Tai directed the attendants to bring Lord Oskuro his breakfast, knowing what he liked. Riki smiled at Tai’s reluctance to embrace his role as royalty, but said nothing. He drank his orange juice first, which brought a smile to Toma and Daryl, who knew exactly why he did so before coffee. Katze and Daryl sat next to each other; Katze raised his coffee cup and gestured to Riki, as he winked and smiled, while Daryl blushed. Riki nodded and smiled knowingly at the two lovers. He bit into a piece of bacon, and looked around the room, to notice the team members were all staring at him. Riki’s appearance had quite an effect on them; Raoul cleared his throat and glared at them, as they continued to eat their food.

Sir Raymone spoke “Good morning Lord Oskuro, we are set to leave within the hour, is there any information you would like to contribute regarding Lord Mink?

Riki looked around and then spoke, “Lord Mink has been briefed as to our plans. He indicated Ayuda and the Medics have a secondary plan to obtain weapons, and guard Lord Mink until we arrive. Lord Mink has regained his strength, and wishes to first find out what it is his captors want, before he acts. It is his understanding, that Jupiter may be the actual target, and their reason for abducting him, is yet to be determined.”

Raoul looked at Riki, as he noticed he was speaking more like Lord Oskuro, and made a mental note to carefully think before he spoke. Lord Saber, on the other hand did not care for all the attention the young man was receiving, nor the reason he was to lead the rescue.

Riki sensed the negativity coming from Lord Saber, and his eyes darkened, his face began to glow softly, and his hair floated about. Odi and the bodyguards took a defensive stand near Riki’s seat, as Luis and Raoul looked around the table to see who was foolish enough, to irritate Lord Oskuro so early in the day.

Riki turned his gaze to Lord Saber, who now felt the weight of his gaze, and squirmed a bit in his seat. He had been warned not to provoke the Prince; Raoul cleared his throat again, giving Lord Saber a warning stare, but the arrogant Blondie did not respond to Raoul’s glare.

“What is your name?” Riki’s voice was steady, as he addressed Lord Saber.

Luis was about to speak, when Raoul interrupted, “Lord Oskuro, Lord Saber and the team have only recently been briefed of your role in this mission.” Raoul spoke maintaining a respectful tone.

Riki continued to look at Lord Saber, “Lord Saber is it? What is it you wish to say, as I see your thought’s concerns, but yet your lips haven’t moved.”

Lord Saber felt the heat rise in his face, as all looked intently at him. “Forgive me Lord Oskuro, I am just intrigued by your appearance. As you can understand, we have never encountered one such as you.” Lord Saber quickly changed his tone to a more pleasant one.

Riki smiled, “You were actually more than just intrigued. You were asking yourself how the “Mongrel Pet” of Lord Mink could have obtained Royal status…is it not so?” Riki’s tone lowered a bit, “I will tell you this once, all of you- my status is not the issue on this mission, Lord Mink’s rescue is your priority, and I will not tolerate petty squabbling, to obscure your focus. If you feel you cannot be part of this mission, due to your delicate “Elite” sensibilities, I suggest you remain here and help the household complete their duties, for I will not risk Lord Mink’s life for your sake.” Riki glanced at Raoul, whose face betrayed his anxiety over the change in Riki’s appearance, recalling his recent thrashing in the hot springs last night.

Petros spoke up to break the tension, “My Lord, all preparations have been made, and only await your word.”

Petros looked at Raoul who nodded, “Yes, we are set to depart momentarily.” Raoul agreed, as some of the team rose from their seats and left the dining hall. Riki’s body returned to normal as Lord Saber looked at Raoul, and quickly rose and exited the dining hall, thankful for Petros’ timely intervention.

Riki closed his eyes and silently meditated, in order to calm down. There would be many who would view his sudden change as Lord Saber did; not just the Elite, but all who knew him. He thought of Iason, who did mention there would be difficulties for them both, but knew all would work out eventually.

Raoul, Heiku and Luis remained at the table, as Raoul stood up and looking at Riki, bowed as he spoke, “Thank you for your discretion with regards to Lord Saber, none of the Elite knew of your lineage, and they are confused, -as I was- at first. Please take that into consideration as this mission gets underway, Lord Oskuro.”

Raoul and Heiku turned to leave, when Riki spoke, “Don’t worry Lord Am, I am aware my sudden change in status, and appearance- may intimidate the Elite. However, there is more to Lord Saber than you might know. He hides it well, but, he can’t keep his guard up forever. Rest assured, if I detect any deception on his part, I will act swiftly and unyielding. I’m certain you would agree?” Riki gave Raoul a knowing glance.

“I will keep an eye on him.” Raoul and Heiku bowed once more, and left the hall heading out to the shuttle. Riki noticed Raoul was also armed with a whip, and wondered what ran through his mind when he put it on his belt.

Luis finished his coffee, and was about to leave when Riki spoke up. “Sir Raymone, you are aware that your son was the one who abducted Lord Mink?” Riki’s voice was steady, as he watched Luis’ reaction.

“Yes, my Lord, I am aware of Darius’ involvement in this whole thing. I had lost contact with my son since the day he was expelled from the Firm. I heard rumor of his mercenary status, however, I was surprised to discover he was in league with the Elder sects. This has alarmed the Firm, and I plan to rectify the matter.” Luis made no attempt to hide his feelings with regards to Darius, which made Riki confident Luis was being honest, as he felt no deception coming from his thoughts.

As Riki listened to Luis speak, he felt pity for him, as he was contemplating what action he would take when he confronted his son. If indeed he was just a mercenary doing a job, Riki considered sparing his life; however, he was directly responsible for Iason’s near fatal injuries, and the deaths of hundreds of innocent lives on the Ios making Riki think twice.

Raoul had knowledge of Victor, the physician who treated Iason. And he wondered what connection did Raoul have with this Victor? Iason had mentioned he was skilled with mind blocks, which were used only by Amoi's Intelligence, the very same type of manipulation of one’s psyche that Jupiter used on undesirables.

Luis noticed Riki’s expression and spoke, “Lord Oskuro, is there something you want to ask?” Riki took the last bite of his breakfast, and after sipping his coffee answered.

“Yes, there are several things I’d like to know. Raoul mentioned to Lord Mink and myself, that there was information regarding our families, however, he felt it was not his place to release it. Do you have that information, and can you provide it for me?”

Luis swallowed hard, as he knew exactly what Riki wanted to know. “That is correct, my Lord Prince. There is much you need to know, however, I agree with Lord Am, that Jupiter is the one to best reveal the missing pieces of your past. I am merely a soldier following orders, on a mission to free our Lord Mink, and restore him to you. I will notify Jupiter of our plans as we head out to Rhea, you may speak with her then.” Luis smiled slightly, as he excused himself.

“We will leave when you are ready my Lord, the shuttle is waiting for us to board.” Luis turned around and left the dining hall, leaving Petros alone with Riki.

The old Sage had requested to join the mission, and wanted very much not to be separated from Riki. The Elder Class wanted Petros to be a witness to the events, and help out in anyway possible in keeping the young Prince safe. He was dressed in a dark blue long sleeve shirt and matching pants, he wore black boots, and a royal blue cloak held by a sapphire broach. It was unusual for him to carry a laser pistol, preferring to use his mystical powers, rather than fire a weapon. However Riki insisted he be armed. Riki liked Petros at his side, and wanted very much to keep him safely protected.

Riki stood up and turned to address Jathan, who stood against the wall waiting to be instructed. “Jathan, I want you to know how much you, and the household are appreciated. You have treated me, and everyone with the utmost respect, and I know we have imposed on you during this crisis.” Riki smiled at the young attendant, which made Jathan blush. “I hope when I return, Lord Mink will be at my side.”

Jathan bowed as he responded, “Lord Prince, we will pray for your safe journey, and a successful rescue of Lord Mink. May Armah’s love, continue to lead and strengthen you.” Jathan smiled as he bowed once more.

Riki gave Jathan a big smile, and punched him lightly on the arm. “Hey, remember we’re family ok? Don’t forget that.” Riki turned and walked out of the dining hall, to join the team waiting in the shuttle.

They headed to the Ministry Headquarters to pay Lord Axiel and visit, and to question the prisoner. Raoul was eager to get into the mind of this Asral, and find out exactly what he knew. Odi had told Raoul about this mercenary, and privately hoped to unleash some of his pent up anger, on one of those responsible for Iason’s abduction. Riki was quietly studying Raoul; he could feel his anxiety, and that of some of the team members.

When they entered the detention room, Asral sat with a smug look on his face, as he recognized Odi and the bodyguards. “Well, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?”

Asral sneered. Odi remained silent, as Raoul, Heiku, and Luis entered the room. Asral recognized the uniform Raoul wore, and the insignia on his collar. Asral straightened up, and now looked more like a dog about to be taken to the pound, for execution. Riki and Petros were the last to enter the room, and stood against the wall.

Raoul walked up to Asral, who squirmed a bit on his chair and spoke, “The one you owe the pleasure of our company is you Asral.” Raoul spoke, as he stood tall before him. Raoul’s jaw was clenched tight, as he looked the man over, grinning slightly as he noticed his bandaged leg. “It seems you were left behind by your comrades, is there no loyalty among mercenaries?” Raoul spoke, as he walked around Asral, who stiffened at Raoul’s stinging words.

Asral swallowed hard, “I’m expendable....as you are Lord Am. Cannon fodder among generals, for the greater cause no?”

Raoul stopped in his tracks, wondering “How did this man know who I was?”

Asral laughed quietly, “We are ants among Gods. I’m curious…” Asral mused, “Do all of you voluntarily stand beneath the lens they hold in the sun, and burn? Or did you become pawns for their sport by accident? Because, you are all expendable...except you.” Asral looked at Riki, who continued to suppress the desire to snuff out the arrogant man where he sat.

“You are only to speak when spoken to!” Raoul hissed, as he reached out, and pulled Asral’s head back violently by the hair, “Make no mistake, I will get my answers voluntarily, or you will learn first hand- how hot the lens truly is.”

Raoul reached into his leather belt, and retrieved a small silver ring embedded with a rather large crystal. He placed the ring on his middle finger, then reached up and pressed the device against Asral’s temple. Raoul stared into Asral’s eyes and watched as his pupils dilated. In the next moment, Asral let out a blood curling scream.

Petros and Riki were shocked by the man’s screams, as were Odi, Askel and Freyn. It was well known to the bodyguards, that as Head of Intelligence, Raoul was trained in all manner of interrogation. Luis watched, as his former student used a technique he taught at the Firm. Raoul showed no emotion as Asral suddenly stopped screaming, and hung his head breathing hard.

“You will now tell me the reason Lord Mink was abducted- and you would be wise to answer truthfully, or your head will feel the immediate pain you just felt a moment ago, should you lie. You see, the brain’s chemical makeup is quite simple, a true answer sends out a certain chemical reaction, to a particular part of the brain. However, a false statement, also sends a chemical reaction to a particular part of the brain. I have induced a mental block in your brain, should you give a false statement, your brain will react and on its own, naturally, and will punish you physically, without me lifting a finger.”

Raoul’s voice was cold and calculating. His every word seemed to make the tall Blondie, seem that much taller and menacing, as he bent down, and looked into Asral’s eyes. They were now vacant, his breathing was labored, and his body tensed up, as Raoul once again asked the question.

“What was the reason Lord Mink was abducted?” Now- be careful how you answer- because you control the outcome.”

Asral tried to think about his response, when suddenly his head felt as if he’d been struck over the head with a hammer. His face contorted in an expression of pain, and he screamed his misery. Raoul shook his head, “You are a fool, if you think you can overcome the intense pain, or trick your mind into giving a false response. Now give me the answer.” Raoul crossed his arms waiting for him to speak.

Asral sighed, feeling there was no way to avoid the pain, “Lord Mink…was abducted...in order to get Jupiter’s attention.” Asral spoke in a whisper.

Raoul looked at Luis, then asked, “Why would his captors want Jupiter’s attention?” Raoul pressed on. Asral didn’t want anymore pain, as he felt nauseated by the throbbing in his head, but knew a lie would trigger more pain. As his mind wavered, the dull pain began to grow in intensity, as he mind fought to remain silent. Raoul could see he was fighting the mental block, and watched as Asral fought within his own mind, however, the pain was too much as he spoke once more.

“I don’t know exactly why, but was told the Council of Elders had a long history with Jupiter.” Asral groaned.

Since Raoul knew the history, he now shifted gears. “Commander Darius- what is his involvement with these Elders?” Raoul glanced at Luis, who listened intently.

Asral didn’t know how Raoul learned the Commander’s name, and really didn’t want to talk anymore, feeling extremely nauseated, as the pain continued to pound his head. Raoul looked at the pitiful expressions on Asral’s face, then spoke. “There is no use trying to avoid the question.” Raoul warned.

“Darius knew where they were all buried….” Asral mumbled.

Luis suddenly stepped forward, “Where what was buried?!” Luis felt the pit of his stomach harden, as if someone had kicked him there. His mind began to race, as he thought about Darius’ final day at the Firm when he was expelled for insubordination.

Asral winced. He definitely didn’t want to respond, as his head now felt as if it would explode. “I...I don’t know…” Asral screamed his misery, as he looked at Luis. The usually calm instructor of the defensive arts, grabbed Asral by the collar shaking the trembling man, as he demanded an answer.

“Where what was buried?!”

Asral then glanced at Riki and whispered, “The Ancients…like…him over there...” Asral nodded towards Riki’s direction, “Darius knew where they all were…buried.”

Now Raoul once again wondered, “How did Asral know Riki was an Ancient?” But was more intrigued by what Asral said, and looked at Luis who now stared at Riki, whose appearance suddenly changed.

Asral noticed the change, and in a panic, shook his head. “Keep him away from me!” Asral looked at Raoul, “He’s one of them- you are all ants! Ant’s I tell you!”

Riki stepped forward and spoke, “What possible reason could the Council of Elders want with the remains of the Ancients?” Riki’s face began to glow, as he stood in front of Asral. “I demand to know what they plan to do with them!”

Raoul stepped back, as the room’s lights flickered, and static filled the air. Riki reached with his hand, and touched the temple where Raoul placed the mind block.

“I have released your mind Asral, but don’t think you are going to fare better with me. I can see your fear- and feel your anxiety. You would be wise to answer me truthfully, as you can see, I don’t require any device to ferret out the truth.”

Riki’s voice was steady, as he peered into Asral’s mind and could see into Asral’s memories, as echoes of his last mission played in his mind’s eye. The fact that Darius didn’t care much for the treasures found at many of the excavation sites, puzzled Asral and the crew. He only concerned himself with obtaining samples of the dead; some he was told dated thousands of years.

Riki’s expression changed, “So the Elders have been collecting samples of the Ancients you say? How long have they been doing this?” Riki’s hair whipped about, as his anger grew more intense, and a tempest began to swirl within the room.

Asral didn’t dare lie now, he could feel his body tighten, as if a cold hand gripped his throat- and began to squeeze. “I don’t know- decades I suppose...definitely longer that any of us, including Darius. He just happen to know a lot about them.”

Riki felt as if he would burst, wanting to tear the man to shred. But instead closed his eyes, and focused his anger away from Asral, not wanting to kill the man; knowing he may still have more information. He calmed his thoughts, and meditated within his mind as Iason had recommended; the tempest died down, and the static began to subside. He looked down at the exhausted Asral, and placed a hand over his eyes and spoke.

“Sleep.” Asral suddenly closed his eyes, and fell fast asleep.

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief, as Riki turned his attention away from Asral and walked over to Petros and spoke. “Did anyone know about this in your sect?” Riki gave a leveled a look at Petros, who looked surprised by the question.

“No my Lord, we have kept silent with regards you, and Lord Mink for centuries…only the three family heads of the Firm knew of Lord Mink’s remains...at Jupiter’s insistence.”

Raoul looked at Luis, whose color seemed to have drained from his face. Raoul walked over to him as Asral now slept. Luis was trembling with anger as he spoke. “I knew it was a mistake. I should have ended his life when I had the opportunity. Darius was too knowledgeable to have been spared death.”

Luis closed his eyes, as he remembered burning his son’s hand, to remove the tattoo of the Shield of Honor. Darius was young, and rebellious, wanting to obtain power with the skills he had learned at his father’s side. Luis wanted his son to eventually take over for him, when he stepped down from his post. But Darius wanted to rule over the Elite; knowing they were only replicas of the Ancients.

He did not agree with the views of the Firm, to guard the Elite, whom he felt were arrogant and unworthy of such high honor, when poverty and slavery was the reward for the majority of the population on Amoi. For thousands of years his family has catered to them, and he wanted to change all that- he wanted all on Amoi to be equal. Though his views were not entirely wrong, he went about it the wrong way, and was essentially expelled from the Firm. The Firm knew what was on the horizon, as Jupiter’s goals were their goals. Darius was just too young, and stubborn to see it.

“What do you know of this? Raoul spoke to Luis, as the older gentleman shook his head.

“Darius was expelled for insubordination, and I was given the duty to decide his fate. As his father, I couldn’t bring myself to kill him, or render his mind useless. So I let him be, a decision I now regret, given his deep betrayal to us all.” Luis sighed deeply.

Raoul looked at Riki, who began to pace across the floor. He knew the implication of Darius’ betrayal, knowing Iason was in far greater danger than previously thought. The Council of Elders had been collecting the remains of all the Ancients, to hold it over the head of Jupiter. Their vengeance ran deep, and nothing good was going to come of it. Riki’s eyes once again darkened, and his hair floated gracefully as he stood motionless, and attempted to communicate with Iason. But he was not in the hot springs, and he had no time to waste. He opened his eyes and noticed everyone was watching him. They also knew what he was attempting to do.

Petros finally broke the silence, “My Prince, I know the hot springs act as a conduit between you and Lord Mink, however, I was able to amplify your power when you were gravely injured. We can attempt to communicate with Lord Mink, as we journey to his location.”

Riki returned to normal and then spoke to Raoul, who eagerly awaited a decision, as he feared for Iason’s life once more. “Lord Am, we must depart immediately and bring Asral along, we might be able to obtain more information as we proceed to Rhea.”

Riki walked up to the sleeping Asral and spoke, “Awaken Asral.” Immediately, Asral woke up and was startled to see Riki in front of him once more. They all left the Ministry, and flew to the space dock to prepare to depart Aristia for the Elders' mysterious planet: Rhea.

Riki was assigned quarters with Petros. Odi, Askel, and Freyn bunked in the open quarters, along with the rest of the crew. Sir Luis and Raoul met in the briefing room, and prepared to report to Jupiter all the new information they obtained. They wondered if it would be a good idea for Lord Oskuro to speak to Jupiter, or hold off. Luis suggested they let Jupiter decide that for herself. There was no doubt, that this will be would be an emotional reunion for them both. Raoul also wondered how Riki would react to Jupiter’s decision to keep both Iason, and himself in the dark about their identities.

All this made for an interesting mission, as all parties involved wondered what lay ahead for them.

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Thanx for reading my little story, I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave a comment, if you would be so kind. See you in Chapter 15!

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