Prologue
Celaena
To get where we are now we went through struggles, breaking down wall after wall, facing obstacle after obstacle, and tearing the ice around our hearts to pieces. This story was one of our largest obstacles and definitely the most painful for both of us. But having my saviour there brought me through.
Now to tell you who my saviour is, well ... he is.... well him, yeah him over there. He's Derek, and Derek is Derek, that's the only way to explain him. He's gone through a lot just like me. But unlike me, he's comfortable in his own skin, and with good reason. He is the definition of tall, dark and handsome. His bronzed skin gleams in the sunlight, his 6'4 height over-shadowing my 5'8 frame making me feel protected.
His hair, dark and lustrous, had a sheen like fine hardwood. But that comparison isn't entirely fair, I suppose. Hardwood doesn't swish gently like his hair does, swaying with the words he speaks. The depths of that deep chestnut brown reflected in the radiance of his smile. And from under the gleaming strands peeks out the most expressive eyes I've ever seen. They were the colour of clear blue sky peeking through a broken prison wall; the colour of a perfect raindrop on a blue aster; the colour of a river hurrying to join the great ocean. And they were absolutely captivating. Even so, you would probably cross the street if you ever saw him. He has this hint of danger and darkness, a look that injects fear into all those who meet him, even the ones who don't know he's a werewolf.
His hair, dark and lustrous, had a sheen like fine hardwood. But that comparison isn't entirely fair, I suppose. Hardwood doesn't swish gently like his hair does, swaying with the words he speaks. The depths of that deep chestnut brown reflected in the radiance of his smile. And from under the gleaming strands peeks out the most expressive eyes I've ever seen. They were the colour of clear blue sky peeking through a broken prison wall; the colour of a perfect raindrop on a blue aster; the colour of a river hurrying to join the great ocean. And they were absolutely captivating. Even so, you would probably cross the street if you ever saw him. He has this hint of danger and darkness, a look that injects fear into all those who meet him, even the ones who don't know he's a werewolf.
Oh and by the way, I'm Celaena, I'm an assassin and I'm running from hell itself, right into the arms of the devil.
This shows the pain we went through as we crashed through the final obstacle, the obstacle that chased us, that followed us through our entire journey. The obstacle that nearly killed us.
This is part of our long, pain filled story, and probably the worst of part of it all. But even so this event changed us, made us who we are today.
This is part of our long, pain filled story, and probably the worst of part of it all. But even so this event changed us, made us who we are today.
This love story is too messed up to be beautiful, but it's ours. This is our story.
1
Derek
Mischief swims in those expressive eyes of hers, bringing out the emerald colour. Her eyes were green. The kind of green that pushed its way through the piles of gritty snow to remind you that spring was coming. The kind of green that budded on the prisoners of winter, bringing life back to their branches. The colour of the forest after it rains.
The only thing obscuring her eyes is a halo of the purest gold. Which holds the essence of summer. She's a goddess of the sun, though she is more like the angel of the darkness. The waves drape to the small of her back, softly curling along the ends. Every time she appears the day never ends and smiles never fade. She was a siren leading everyone to sudden brightness.
Her hair was the complete opposite of her. Where her hair was light, she was dark, but I loved her anyway, and I told her that as I slung my arm across her shoulders and pulled her into me. That beaming smile of hers overtook her face as she gazes up at me.
I lean in to kiss her, when I see a black shadow rush into the alley way. I see the glint of a blade shines in the moonlight.
I can tell Celaena felt me stiffen as she was instantly on alert and I could see her paranormal senses sharpening as mine were. Her ears suddenly turn to points and a glow of blue surrounded her. My arm lifted and fell, as her horned wings grew out her back. "Wait, I will deal with this, it could be nothing, you know." I could see that she was less than pleased with this. "Okay, sweetheart?"
"Yeah, fine."
I never expected that to be the last thing I said to her as I was drugged and moved to the Argent dungeon.
The only thing obscuring her eyes is a halo of the purest gold. Which holds the essence of summer. She's a goddess of the sun, though she is more like the angel of the darkness. The waves drape to the small of her back, softly curling along the ends. Every time she appears the day never ends and smiles never fade. She was a siren leading everyone to sudden brightness.
Her hair was the complete opposite of her. Where her hair was light, she was dark, but I loved her anyway, and I told her that as I slung my arm across her shoulders and pulled her into me. That beaming smile of hers overtook her face as she gazes up at me.
I lean in to kiss her, when I see a black shadow rush into the alley way. I see the glint of a blade shines in the moonlight.
I can tell Celaena felt me stiffen as she was instantly on alert and I could see her paranormal senses sharpening as mine were. Her ears suddenly turn to points and a glow of blue surrounded her. My arm lifted and fell, as her horned wings grew out her back. "Wait, I will deal with this, it could be nothing, you know." I could see that she was less than pleased with this. "Okay, sweetheart?"
"Yeah, fine."
I never expected that to be the last thing I said to her as I was drugged and moved to the Argent dungeon.
Celaena
"Derek? Derek?" I shouted to the empty alleyway as I searched for the only person that I've ever trusted. And I'm not thick, I know that he's gone but I'm looking for something so I can find who took him.
My eyes scan the kidnapping scene. I look high and low but I can't see anything other than piles of rubbish. I'm about to leave when I see the street light reflect off an object. I creep closer to it and realise it's a knife. A M-9 Bayonet to be exact, one that has the distinct marking of the Argents. The Argents. Paranormal hunters. They have been after Derek for so long and they've finally gotten him, and even worse they got him while I was around the damn corner. My anger takes over before I can control it and I change, I become Fae, turning my face up towards the sky I bellow with everything inside of me. That was a warning of what was to come.
My eyes scan the kidnapping scene. I look high and low but I can't see anything other than piles of rubbish. I'm about to leave when I see the street light reflect off an object. I creep closer to it and realise it's a knife. A M-9 Bayonet to be exact, one that has the distinct marking of the Argents. The Argents. Paranormal hunters. They have been after Derek for so long and they've finally gotten him, and even worse they got him while I was around the damn corner. My anger takes over before I can control it and I change, I become Fae, turning my face up towards the sky I bellow with everything inside of me. That was a warning of what was to come.
I will make the Argents wish they were never born. They don't know who they're messing with.
2 hours later
Derek
I came to with a thudding headache, eyes closed against the dull pain. The back of my skull throbbed like someone was bashing my skull with a hammer. I bit out a curse as I moved my hand to inspect the damage - except that my hand didn't move. Something was restraining my arms. My legs, were also immobilized, I realised as I tried to lift myself off this dirt floor. The violent hum of electricity streaking through the air assaulted my battered head, calling forth a grimace of agony. A steady dripping was the only sound in this cell. It must be coming from a tap or a leak in the roof.
How long had I been out? My lips were parched and hunger growled in my stomach. I cracked open my eyes to perceive where I was. But blackness continued to engulf me. A tremor of panic vibrated in my core. I was blind, sightless, motionless, restrained, I was completely helpless and as good as dead, like a lamb awaiting slaughter. That slight tremor increased in intensity until I literally shook from it.
That was when I heard the heavy sound of footsteps come towards me. "Gerard Argent," I spat, "how lovely to see you again, still terrorising the paranormal, are you?"
I see him pull a gun out of his pants as he shouted, "shut up! I've always hated your cockiness."
He seemed to expect an answer and once he realized I wasn't going to give him one he continued. "Oh Derek, you probably think someone is going to save you, but you have no family, do you. Because I killed them all. But don't worry you will see them soon."
I see him pull a gun out of his pants as he shouted, "shut up! I've always hated your cockiness."
He seemed to expect an answer and once he realized I wasn't going to give him one he continued. "Oh Derek, you probably think someone is going to save you, but you have no family, do you. Because I killed them all. But don't worry you will see them soon."
I pull at the chains attempting to attack him, even baring my canines in the process, but I just can't escape. And I need to calm the hell down or else there's no chance I'll be able to get out of here. Think of Celaena, she will save you.
"Now to the fun part," he spoke with glee, "torture!"
"Now to the fun part," he spoke with glee, "torture!"
That was all I heard before I was slammed into the concrete wall behind me and lifted by my throught. I made out the distant sound of clanking chains as I was hosted to the ceiling. Gerard's brass knuckles flew towards my head, repeatedly smashing into my face, back and chest. All I heard was Gerard chuckle and say, "not so tough now are you, you little werewolf scum." The next thing I felt was the burn of a knife cut across my chest. The pain was too great for me to handle and I passed out. Celaena please save me.
3 Days Later
Derek
I wake and can finally open my eyes long enough to look around the cell. It was barely six feet by four. Instead of a wide window with a flower box there was a mean barred opening with thick metal bars and no glass. It was no brighter inside than the gathering gloom of dusk, even at midday. The bed was a plank of wood on legs, there was no mattress, no cushioning and only one thin blanket. It was either suffocatingly quiet or pierced with my screams as I'm tortured. I can't move from my position as every muscle hurts. Since day after day, I'm thrown and beaten with anything from fists, to knives, to guns. It reminds me of when I was younger. I have started giving up hope that Celaena is going to save me. I thought she loved me, but it's obvious she doesn't. She can hear my screams from the house and she knows exactly where I am as I was able to remove the knife used on me and left it in the alley for her to find and know where I was.
I was pulled out of my thoughts by the now familiar sound of boots stomping down the concrete hall towards my cell. I try to hide my flinch when I see the brass knuckles from the first night on his hand. I could see his ruthless intent before I felt a balled fist make contact with my muscle, making it feel like a rogue freight train hit me in the stomach. I feel my diaphragm collapse under the force of the fist and metal. Oddly enough, the fist continued to thrust upwards until my liver and stomach stopped his hand from smashing into my spine. My breath instantly left me for dead as I buckled over. I swear I heard a cracking sound ricochet between my ribs. Fire ran through every fiber of my abdomen, and I tasted bile, adrenaline and a hint of blood. I gasped for air, but oxygen eluded my grasp. I was as helpless as a newborn, injured and out of energy, I swear I saw the life pour out of me onto the cell floor. I couldn't breathe let alone protect my body from any more damage he was willing to deal out.
With a quick hit of a gun across my face, I saw stars. I wanted to beg him to kill me, until I saw the familiar blue light in the doorway. My angel had come to save me.
4
Celaena
1 hour earlier
The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the restaurants and designer boutiques that lined the marina. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of the surface, and shattered the reflection of the harbour. It was time to put my plan into action, tonight I would save Derek.
I had planned this night out for the past few days as I listened to Derek's screams. Sometimes having amazing hearing isn't a good thing. Day by day my anger grew, until tonight where I get to kill everyone and everything that is in that building. The Argent's will rue the day they took Derek. No one messes with those I love.
I had planned this night out for the past few days as I listened to Derek's screams. Sometimes having amazing hearing isn't a good thing. Day by day my anger grew, until tonight where I get to kill everyone and everything that is in that building. The Argent's will rue the day they took Derek. No one messes with those I love.
45 minutes later
I was outside this nasty compound watching Gerard Argent beat Derek into a bloody pulp and felt anger and hate bubble up inside of me. It was one of the worst things to feel absolutely useless as someone you love is in pain. With the anger of watching the beating I transformed, I became Fae. I felt the burn in my back as graceful, horned wings grew from my otherwise flat back. They were the colour of night perfectly fitted to this time of day. My only light was the glow of the sun, well that was before a blue light surrounded me, showing the power that radiated from my body. The worst part of this transformation was that as my ears sharpened into point's my hearing got better and Derek's screams became nearly unbearable. I will avenge you soon, моя любовь. (My Love) You will never have to deal with those mudbloods again.
My wings spread behind me and I lifted myself into the air and flew onto the roof. I made quick work of destroying part of the roof. I land in the damp hallway with a graceful leap and small thud. I bring my wings into me as I stood in the doorway of the cell. "Привет (Hi) Gerard. Did you miss me?"
5
Derek
"Привет Gerard. Did you miss me?" I hear Celaena spit. She's actually here, she's actually going to save me.
"You fell right into my trap Celaena. Your little boyfriend was nothing but a way to catch the Fae Queen."
"How did you k-?"
"I know everything about you, well everything other than your Fae powers which is exactly why I captured your werewolf," Gerard taunts.
"Oh my gosh you know my name and that I'm Fae Queen. WOW! All that shows it that you're a regular old stalker, with a lot of time on your hands. Probably because of your lack of friends, and didn't your wife leave you a few days ago. What a shame, you had been married for 25 years and all it took was her to find out about your real job and poof she's gone," Celaena slings back.
I could see that angered Gerard and I saw him quickly tap his wrist. Within seconds an army of men crowded into the room and surrounded the doorways.
"Oh, how you underestimate me," Celaena taunts, "you said that you don't know about my kind, well let me give you a little lesson about our wings." With that she flew into the air and beat her wings, sending a powerful rush of wind to all those standing behind her. That was pretty straightforward for Celaena, except I saw the glint of a bottle in her hand as she dropped her arm from her back. What is she up to?
"You fell right into my trap Celaena. Your little boyfriend was nothing but a way to catch the Fae Queen."
"How did you k-?"
"I know everything about you, well everything other than your Fae powers which is exactly why I captured your werewolf," Gerard taunts.
"Oh my gosh you know my name and that I'm Fae Queen. WOW! All that shows it that you're a regular old stalker, with a lot of time on your hands. Probably because of your lack of friends, and didn't your wife leave you a few days ago. What a shame, you had been married for 25 years and all it took was her to find out about your real job and poof she's gone," Celaena slings back.
I could see that angered Gerard and I saw him quickly tap his wrist. Within seconds an army of men crowded into the room and surrounded the doorways.
"Oh, how you underestimate me," Celaena taunts, "you said that you don't know about my kind, well let me give you a little lesson about our wings." With that she flew into the air and beat her wings, sending a powerful rush of wind to all those standing behind her. That was pretty straightforward for Celaena, except I saw the glint of a bottle in her hand as she dropped her arm from her back. What is she up to?
I quickly get my answer when I see every single soldier writhing on the floor in pain. Within a few seconds they stop moving and I know what that means. They're dead. I can see the outrage in Gerard's face as well as the amusement. His smug little face annoys the hell out of me, especially when he starts his condescending slow clap.
"Well done Celaena you killed an entire army with nothing but your wings."
"Don't be smug, I'll kill you next," gotta love my snarky girl.
"Oh will you now."
"Mhmm," Celaena replied trying to seem bored and unaffected though I know her so well and can tell how tense she is.
"I don't think you will."
"Oh and why is that?"
"Because if you try I will kill your little boyfriend," with that revelation Gerard moved behind me and held a knife to my throat.
"Celaena!" I croaked. The last time I had been held like this, my entire family had been murdered.
"Не волнуйтесь у меня есть план." (Don't worry I have a plan)
"Конечно, я волнуясь, он может убить меня!" (Of course I'm worrying he might kill me)
"You two shut up," he pushed the knife deeper into my neck. I could tell we were annoying him as he didn't know Russian.
"You should have learnt Russian, it's such a pity that you didn't," I taunted.
"Don't get smug on me now werewolf. You are completely at my mercy." Werewolf, that's when I remembered, I could change and attack. All of my anger rises to the surface as I tried to change, yet I was unable. That showed just how weak they had made me over the past few days.
I could see the exact moment Celaena realised this because suddenly the blue glow around her became brighter and stretched further. Her anger had reached it's peak, and I know that in her form that was dangerous with a capital d.
"Well done Celaena you killed an entire army with nothing but your wings."
"Don't be smug, I'll kill you next," gotta love my snarky girl.
"Oh will you now."
"Mhmm," Celaena replied trying to seem bored and unaffected though I know her so well and can tell how tense she is.
"I don't think you will."
"Oh and why is that?"
"Because if you try I will kill your little boyfriend," with that revelation Gerard moved behind me and held a knife to my throat.
"Celaena!" I croaked. The last time I had been held like this, my entire family had been murdered.
"Не волнуйтесь у меня есть план." (Don't worry I have a plan)
"Конечно, я волнуясь, он может убить меня!" (Of course I'm worrying he might kill me)
"You two shut up," he pushed the knife deeper into my neck. I could tell we were annoying him as he didn't know Russian.
"You should have learnt Russian, it's such a pity that you didn't," I taunted.
"Don't get smug on me now werewolf. You are completely at my mercy." Werewolf, that's when I remembered, I could change and attack. All of my anger rises to the surface as I tried to change, yet I was unable. That showed just how weak they had made me over the past few days.
I could see the exact moment Celaena realised this because suddenly the blue glow around her became brighter and stretched further. Her anger had reached it's peak, and I know that in her form that was dangerous with a capital d.
Celaena
Calm down, you need to have a clear head for this. Within my head rant I missed Gerard's whistle, which lead me to be unprepared for the swarm of soldiers that squeezed into the room and surrounded us. Oh hell! I shouted in my head, I can't deal with all of these soldiers on my own.
I had to keep Derek and Ime alive, whatever it takes.
I pull a sword from it's holster, beat my wings and rose to hover above them. With a loud battle cry I bring my sword up and swing. I honestly don't know what happened but the next time I looked up I saw blood splattering the walls, bodies in different pieces scattered across the room and saw a fearful look on Gerard's face.
"Nobody hurts the ones that I love!" I spat in the old man's face as I brought my dagger up and sunk it into his wrist, pinning him to the wall.
"No, please don't do this," he whimpered like a pitiful child.
"Grow up and be a man. And you brought this upon yourself by taking Derek to tempt me to come here."
My next dagger went through his right ankle, then his left, to finish it off I put the final dagger into his right wrist.
"Derek, would you like to do the honours?"
"Sure, sweetheart." I could hardly hear what he said, with Gerard's screams sounding in my ears.
"Shut up would ya," I snarled at the screaming banshee behind me.
I had to keep Derek and Ime alive, whatever it takes.
I pull a sword from it's holster, beat my wings and rose to hover above them. With a loud battle cry I bring my sword up and swing. I honestly don't know what happened but the next time I looked up I saw blood splattering the walls, bodies in different pieces scattered across the room and saw a fearful look on Gerard's face.
"Nobody hurts the ones that I love!" I spat in the old man's face as I brought my dagger up and sunk it into his wrist, pinning him to the wall.
"No, please don't do this," he whimpered like a pitiful child.
"Grow up and be a man. And you brought this upon yourself by taking Derek to tempt me to come here."
My next dagger went through his right ankle, then his left, to finish it off I put the final dagger into his right wrist.
"Derek, would you like to do the honours?"
"Sure, sweetheart." I could hardly hear what he said, with Gerard's screams sounding in my ears.
"Shut up would ya," I snarled at the screaming banshee behind me.
I stepped to the side as Derek hobbled towards Gerard, this was his revenge, not mine.
"Goodbye Gerard," Derek whispered as his arm curved in a perfect arch, cleaning cutting off Gerard's neck.
"Goodbye Gerard," Derek whispered as his arm curved in a perfect arch, cleaning cutting off Gerard's neck.
"Let's get out of here," I muttered, surrounding Derek with my wings bringing him into my chest ready to fly back to the house. Now we were finally free from that monster.
Epilogue
Celaena
Derek's arms rested protectively around my shoulders as my head rested on his chest, listening to the distinct thump of his heartbeat. I felt his chin dig into the crown of my head though I didn't mind. I heard him whisper the words, "we're safe now, he can't get us, he's dead."
****
At the end of the day I wasn't as strong as I acted, but even so Derek loved both parts of me the week and the strong. That's why when he went down on one knee, pulled a velvet box out of his pocket and said the magical words, I shouted yes.
"You are different from anyone I have ever met. You're strong, good-hearted, cultured, forgiving and loving. You're also stubborn, loyal and very independent and that's everything I love about you. You have certainly given me a run for my money since I've met you. You've challenged me and brought out a man I thought I never could be. We have been through alot together and we will continue to go through a lot, but we'll conquer whatever life throws our way. I want to thank you for being my best friend and my girlfriend. But, I want to be more than just your boyfriend, I want to be your happily ever after, your best friend, your husband. I want you for my wife, Celaena Wilder, will you marry me?"
****
That was part of our long drawn out story. That was our pain and life. That was how I became Mrs Derek Hale at the young age of 23. That was our love story. And I finally got my happily ever after.
That was part of our long drawn out story. That was our pain and life. That was how I became Mrs Derek Hale at the young age of 23. That was our love story. And I finally got my happily ever after.
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