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Kidnapped to Zendac (DareToDream and TheDuchess)

Alexan didn’t follow her immediately. Instead, he stayed sitting, his head in his hands. He logically knew she wasn’t scared of him per se but of what being together was doing to her and he understood it. He really did. It scared him a little too. Actually, it scared him a lot because it changed the rules of the game as he knew it. But it still hurt. Like being stabbed in the heart with a serrated blade. He felt like they were getting closer and now, because of something he could never have expected, she was pulling away again. He cursed softly, raising his eyes to the heavens as if to say why me, then slowly got up and followed her into the house. Closing the door behind him, he checked his wards, satisfied they were solid, then turned to face her.
 
She was sitting in the chair pushing her messy hair back and away from her face, she didn't look like she had the first day he brought her here and that was because of Not having the proper styling tools she needed and her clothes were starting to smell from sleeping in them, she didn't like it and she thought she might ask him to go to her apartment and get her clothes for her, she breathed softly and looked up at him " after we talk do you think you could go and get some clothes possibly?" she asked and smiled slightly, she didn't want to go out and buy clothes because she had suitable ones back in her old home, she gazed at him and hoped he wasn't mad by what she had said.
 
Alexan stopped and considered her request. “Sure. I can do that. I’m healed enough now.” He took the seat across from her, looking at her, then looked down. He started softly. “I know this thing between us, what happens when we touch, scares you.” He swallowed, mouth suddenly dry, then grabbed his tea, now cold, and drank some. “It scares me also but for a different reason.” He looked at her then, struggled to figure out how to tell her, and finally blurted it out. “Susan, the tingle you’re feeling when we touch…it’s my magic calling to yours.” Suddenly he was agitated, ants in his pants feeling, so he got up and began to pace. “Here, on Zendac, magic is prevalent. Everyone has at least a tiny bit of it. On Earth though, that’s not the case. A very rare few have it but most don’t. You didn’t. Or it appeared you didn’t. Apparently, lying dormant in you, was a magical talent. And my magic has been calling to it.” He plopped down in the chair. “Every time we touch, my magic reaches out to you and grabs onto yours. The longer we touch, the more it draws it out. When we stop touching, the connection breaks.” He sighed because touching her was a pleasure he enjoyed and he didn't want to lose it. Even little innocent touches.
 
She watched him pace before filling her head with this information, she digested all of it and thought about it all before breathing softly and leaning forward " so your saying that im a rare type of human that has magic dormant inside me, and now its starting to come out...."she rubbed her lips softly and looked up at him " and you say that when we touch you heal faster" she said and got up and moved over to him and gently reached out touching his skin with her finger tips and removed the bandages looking at his would " its almost gone.." she said and looked at him, she was rather close to his face at this time, she smiled and moved her hands up placing them on his cheeks and holding them there , she looked down to see his skin slowly knitting back together and she was amazed at how it looked.
 
Alexan watched her and knew she was taking all that he said in; her thoughts flickered across her face rapidly. He nodded. “Yes, that is what I’m saying. I didn’t realize it until earlier, when I looked with my magic. My magic was connected to you and when we weren’t touching, my magic fell away. But…I saw inside you a kernel of magic, glowing deep in your center, and then I knew. “He nodded again. “When we are touching, and our magic connects, it appears to make mine stronger. That speeds my healing.” He watched her get up and walk around the table and his heart started beating faster. When she touched him, the tingle started again, quickly building. It start roaring through him when her hands were placed on his cheeks and he felt his skin knitting back together, merging and healing rapidly. When the wound finally closed, he let out a deep breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. “Thank you for helping heal me” he said. And for touching me again, he thought. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, enjoying the feeling of their magic merging.
 
Smiled and nodded to him, the roaring feeling she felt did scare her a bit till she relaxed and closed her eyes letting her hands fall away from his cheeks and let him idly stroke her cheek, it did feel nice and she started to pull the bandages away from him carefully "your welcome....there doesn't seem to be any type of scaring anywhere" she said and reached out to touch where his side wound was feeling it with her thumb to find some trace of it.
 
He sighed when her fingers lightly traced across his side, where one of his wounds had been. The touch of her fingers felt so nice, so soft. He nodded. “Our magic, when combined, is very strong. I…” he hesitated, glancing down at her hand on his side, then back up into her eyes. “I think the longer we are together, the stronger our bond will become. Right now, we can access each other’s magic through touch. Later, it might not even need that.” He watched her carefully, drowning in the beauty of her eyes and waiting to see how she reacted to this latest news.
 
Looked up at him and nodded " Alright, i suppose i have to believe you" she and stood back up moving back from him and sitting on the couch rubbing her head before looking at him " think you could go and get me a few things?" she asked quietly, she almost didn't ask cause she was used to going and getting things herself, she sat up looking at him " do you think we could start moving my things here? i don't want the land lord to sell everything when im nowhere to be found, my rent was due today" she rubbed her neck gently looking at him. " There should be three large suit cases under my bed ...they are rather large so it might take you a while....i really wish i could come with you".
 
Alexan sighed. “You will, for now at least. It will become apparent to you soon enough, once I start teaching you how to use yours. Before I do that though, we have to get the rest of it to come out fully.” He paused, looking at her, thinking about how best to word this next part. “Training you is imperative Susan. On Zendac, you are unique because you are a Human woman. With magic, you will now be a powerful Human woman and that will draw attention we don’t want right now. We need to get your magic to fully emerge and then teach you how to shield it. You need to learn how to shield your magic from others and that will be our first lesson.” He paused to consider her other request. “But first we get your stuff from Earth.”
 
Nodded and watched him for a moment " Alright, i wanted to learn anyway so this just gives you more of a push cause i could tell you didn't want me to learn" she blinked slightly and looked at him " i really don't know how i knew that.... guess thats part of the magic, she pulled her legs up to her chest and placed her chin on her knees, " can you just teleport things here or do you have to physically bring them back?"
 
Alexan smiled. It was indeed part of the magic but it was driven by the bond that was growing between them. It would take time for her to read everything correctly. “Close but not quite. It’s not that I don’t want you to learn. It’s just that having it puts you in danger and I don’t want you in danger.” He closed his eyes for a minute, then opened them and stared at her. “By acting selfishly, I took you from your home and brought you here. But by not noticing you had magic inside you, I’ve put your life in danger. That’s what you feel. My concern and my desire to protect. So I’ll teach you. Alone, you’ll be strong. Together, we’ll be stronger.” He got up then and paced a little. “I need to be able to know where I’m teleporting to or see what I’m teleporting. I can go without you and bring stuff back…” he hesitated, knowing what he said next would excite her but would also be a risk “…but I want to take you with me. I can’t take you back permanently or the Council will hunt you down and kill you, then kill me, but if we go quickly and come back, we might be able to slide under their radar. I will risk their wrath because you can’t stay here by yourself.” He walked up to her and took her hands in his, feeling their bond tighten and her magic rise to life. “When you walked out that door after we touched the last time, you left the shielding of the house. That means anyone within the vicinity, and I have no idea how far that would be, would have been aware of your growing magic. I shielded you the minute I reached you but for a few minutes, you shown like a beacon. I won’t leave you alone now until you can protect yourself.” He smiled at her and squeezed her hands gently.
 
Smiled When he took her hands, feeling a hum flow through her making those chills run up her spine, she got up slowly and standing in front of him, she gazed up at him gently " well lets hope nobody caught wind of it" she closed her eyes and imagined her living room as she had left it, everything to the small table to the paint chipping walls and the old door with the old handle the small kitchen that was disgraceful to all kitchens , and the bathroom was just as worse, her bed lay messed up from where she had gotten up dirty clothes in a basket with all her laundry supplies in the pockets, the walls littered with her art work to cover the disgraceful walls her studio corner abundant with empty canvas and an unfinished piece, her laptop sat on the table next to her rather large easel that looked like a bear to move and her stool... oh the pitiful stool that sat next to the easel a large palette with a small cup of liquid sat on-top and hand made cloth pouches littered the foot rests with many brushes and tools many canvas' sat behind the easel all stacked against the wall by size and shape over all it looked like she tried to make it work, but it just didn't do her justice.
 
He nodded. “Let’s hope.” He saw the image she called up in her mind, of her apartment, and he smiled. He’d never seen it before and it was….nice. It was disheveled but homey, lived in and loved. It actually looked like someone lived there, unlike his place, which always seemed so lonely. He saw the laptop and the art supplies and smiled. He knew she’d enjoy having those here, though accessing the internet would only work with magic through linking back to Earth. “I like your place” he said. “Here we go.” It took him a little bit of time to gather his magic since he’d just recently healed from his injuries but her magic blended with his, strengthening him. With a thought, the haze wrapped around them and then they blinked out, reappearing in her apartment. Up close and personal, it was even homier than her vision. He let go of her hands and slowly turned around, taking it all in. It reminded him of her; her psychic stamp was clearly imprinted here. He hoped that would happen at his place also but only time would tell. He turned back to her and smiled. “Let’s gather up whatever you want to take back – and you can take it all if you want – and I’ll send it back.”
 
She breathed in the familiar smell of her home, it smelled of Lin seed oil which she used to paint, she opened her eyes and looked at the familiar surroundings and smiled " I want it all taken back with us other than my bed and nightstand, things that i won't need that you already have" she said and quickly moved to the door to make sure it was locked, she looked around and at him, ill start on my clothes then" she said and moved to the area where her room was and looked around " lets just teleport the wardrobe it self instead of me just packing it all away" she said and looked at him before moving to the bathroom and pulled out a duffle bag tossing her things into it, extra towels and everything, all of her perfumes and lotions and soaps, and make-up which she didn't wear allot of, she then paused when she heard the phone ring, she blinked slightly and drew in a breath before moving to see who it was... it was her mother, she moved to answer it but stopped and just let the answering machine get it, she frowned standing there and listening to her mothers frantic voice on the other end, asking where she was and why she hadn't called, her mother was on the verge of tears while talking, she closed her eyes and rubbed them gently before moving back to the bathroom to continue packing after her mother had hung up. She moved around packing what ever she could that wasn't in drawers into her trunks and moving them to the living room for him to take.
 
He nodded and went over to the wardrobe, placing his hand on it. With a thought it whooshed from the room. He next went to her art supplies and began sending them back. He’d send everything to the living room for the moment because they’d need to sort out what went where. He was heading for the art work on her walls next when the phone rang. He jumped, surprised by the sound, then turned towards it. He watched as Susan left the bathroom and approached the phone, glancing down at it. He saw her start to pick it up, then pull her hand back and listen to the message instead.

The message tore at his heart immediately. Her mom was panicked because she hadn’t heard from Susan for a few days. In that instance, guilt flooded through him, almost driving him to his knees. But it wasn’t Susan’s guilt, it was his own, for taking her away from all that she knew and all that she loved without her permission. For ruining her life in more ways than one. If he could go back in time and reverse his selfish actions, he knew he would. Knew it with a certainty that burned inside him like a lighthouse beacon. When she rubbed her eyes walked away, he broke inside a second time. This couldn’t happen. It wouldn’t happen. He’d figure something out.

As she came back and dropped her bags off at his feet, he looked at her, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into a hug. He wrapped his arms around her and held her, letting his magic wash over her, giving what comfort he could. He stroked her hair softly and bent down to her ear. “Let’s get the rest of your stuff back, then go see your mom.” He hesitated, knowing he was getting deeper and deeper into it with the Council but he just didn’t give a damn. “We’ll come up with a story to tell her, for where you’ve been and why you’re moving out of your apartment, and we’ll come back and visit regularly. And we’ll use magic to link a phone back to Earth, and your computer, so you can stay in touch with her regularly. You have my promise, Susan. My heartfelt promise.”
 
Her eyes fluttered and closed softly as she wrapped her own arms around him gently, laying her head on his shoulder gently while listening to him and smiling "wouldn't that violate the rules?, Human's aren't supposed to have any contact with the outside world, that would put both of us in danger" she said and frowned slightly " no i think its better that i just disappear, she knows how i am, always disappearing on a whim, i would have to eventually show up but that would give us time to ask them maybe they will let you after what happened yesterday" she said softly and moved away from him looking up at him " lets figure it out after we are back in Zendac" she said quietly and moved out of his arm after kissing his cheek lightly then moving to her sorry ass kitchen and started to pull her pots and pans out.
 
Alexan enjoyed the feel of her arms wrapped around him and her head on his shoulder and sighed. He wished they could stay like that forever. “It would” he said, nodding “but I’d be willing to take the risk for you. If you want to wait though, we can do that. We’ll definitely figure something out. Maybe you can call her before we leave, just to let her know you’re on the road painting or something so she doesn’t worry to much.” He wondered what her mother was like and if he’d ever get a chance to meet her. As she moved to her kitchen, her kiss still lingering on his cheek, he began to send her duffel bags back to Zendac, then moved to the art work on her walls. “I’m going to go get the three suit cases under your bed” he said over his shoulder as he headed for the bedroom.
 
Smiled and looked at him " be careful with those, paintings don't grow on trees Alexan" she said while pulling out the pots and pans easily and tossing them in a box as well as a few plates and tons of mugs that she had that were mismatched but very interesting, " Just send the wardrobe, we can put it in my room, i really don't care that it doesn't match, she smiled and hoped he would grab the painting above her bed, it was her prized painting that she was very proud of and put allot of heart into it, It was a painting of two girls in a meadow and it was about the width of her full sized bed, she even went to such lengths as to have it framed and mounted, she moved everything she packed to the center of the room so he could send them back, she looked around, knowing that was it for the things she needed and wanted to keep, she pushed her hair back and sighed softly before pulling her keys out of her bag that she had brought with her and unlocked the door and left them on the counter, both sets, she unhooked her computer and phone and decided to take them with her as well, she figured that she ought to take the tv and all its accessories with her to maybe he could discover a movie that he likes, she waited for him to come back before asking him to send this as well.
 
“Yes ma’am” Alexan said with an answering smile. He took great care to send the paintings to his home, wrapping them in an extra bubble of magic so they’d arrive safe and sound. He thought many of these would look wonderful around their home, assuming she wanted to use them that way. He turned before heading back to the room, looking at all the pots, pans, plates, and mugs she was piling in a box and shook his head. He’d need another kitchen by the time she was done. He smiled at that thought and went into her bedroom whistling.

The wardrobe had already been sent to the house, though she didn’t realize that, so he proceeded to take out the suitcases and send them over. He was surprised he wasn’t feeling the least bit tired, given that he’d just recovered from some horrible injuries, and that thought made him pause for a moment and turn on his magical sight. What he saw made him grin. A thin strand of magic had left his body and passed through the wall, no doubt attaching to Susan. Though they weren’t touching at the time, it was clear that their bond was strengthening. He hoped she would see that as a good thing; if not, things were going to get tense around them fast at the rate things were moving magically. He switched off his sight and turned to look at the painting over her bed. It was a beautiful rendition of children in a meadow. Clearly, Susan was talented. He carefully took it off the wall and sent it zipping to Zendac, well protected like the others. Moving back to the living room he saw the pile of stuff she’d put in the center and laughed lightly. “Is this everything left?” he asked.
 
She looked at him, she didn't think he had stuff like what she had at his home, and extra didn't hurt ether, " well i figured that extra pans help because i find myself need the same pan for two different things so.." she blushed slightly and nodded " but yes that is everything" she looked around and almost forgot her purse with all her information in it and walked back to him and nodded " yep this is it" she said feeling a bit tired all of the sudden, she placed her hand on her head and rubbed it gently " hummm why am i so tired" she said and sat down lightly on the box that held her kitchen wear.
 
He saw her blush and smiled. “It’s ok. My stuff is pretty old anyway. Wouldn’t hurt to have some new things.” He watched her come back with the purse and then suddenly rub her head. When she said she was tired and sat down, he moved towards her. Kneeling down, he looked into her eyes. “You’ve been feeding me magic the entire time we’ve been here” he answered. “The bond has strengthened to the point where we no longer need to touch to use each other’s magic.” He took her hand, feeling the magic flare between them and bled some of his magic off, feeding hers. “I want you to close your eyes and focus on the hum you feel inside you. Look for it. Tell me what you see.”
 
She breathed softly when he took her hand and started to transfer energy to her, she closed her eyes and tried to focus on the hum, she instantly relaxed and found a faint light growing bright, except hers was a light blue, she furrowed her brows lightly and then popped her eyes open, her pupils had turned a light purple as an aura started to surround her before she disappeared from his sight, she grunted as she landed and opened her eyes looking around, she had landed in the middle of all her things in the living room of Alexan's and now her home, she breathed softly and looked around before scrambling to get up lightly.
 
Alexan felt Susan find her magic and smiled. What happened next totally shocked him though. Before he could react, a teleport haze surrounded her and with a magical snap, she was gone from the apartment. He fell back with a gasp as a surge of energy knocked him on his butt and slid him across the floor a foot or two. He groaned, feeling the energy play over his body, before crackling away into the ether. Then panic set in. To say that he freaked would be an understatement. As fear raced through him, his heart began to pound and he staggered backwards, leaning against the wall for support. What had happened? Where had she gone? HOW had she gone? He’d simply asked her to describe what she saw and her answer was to disappear! He shook his head, calming his nerves. There had to be an explanation for this. He sat down, carefully placing his back against the wall, and closed his eyes, searching within. What he saw surprised him. His magic was there, roiling around inside him like normal, but what wasn’t normal was its color. Where normally it was red, it was now red and blue. Or rather, red IN blue. A blue sphere of magic was surrounding his, keeping it calm. He probed the blue sphere, testing it, and instantly knew what it was. Susan. Somehow, she had managed to merge her magic with his. He suspected she hadn’t meant to do that though, not from the way her magic had smashed into him so harshly. Whatever she’d done, it did have one consequence that he could use to his advantage. He could tell where she was and right now, he knew she was sitting on her butt in their living room. Then standing. This was too weird. He smiled then and thought, turnabouts fair play. And with a thought, he sucked her back to Earth.
 
She stood and rubbed her head before looking around then feeling something odd and instantly she was sucked back into her old living room, she blinked having landed on her butt again, she turned and looked up at him blinking slightly then started to freak out " What is the hell just happened?!" she asked in a frantic voice and flexed her fingers lightly and leaned her head forward placing it on her knees.
 
Alexan almost laughed when she popped into the room and landed on her butt again but the panic in her voice chased those thoughts away. He scuttled across the carpet immediately, pulling her against him and cradling her in his arms. He simply held her and closed his eyes for a second, looking inside her. As he suspected, her magic was brighter now and was a bluish tint. What he didn’t expect though was the red tint that was surrounding hers. He turned her a little in his arms so he could look at her. “You teleported back to Zendac on your own” he said, lightly stroking her hair. “I’m not sure how…you were just supposed to tell me what you saw…but that’s what happened.” He paused, not sure how to say this last part then finally plunging ahead. “And…when you did it, you blasted me with magic. That caused something..er…interesting to happen.” He took her hand and placed it on his chest, over his heart. “Close your eyes and tell me what you see now.” He prayed she didn’t teleport them both back to Zendac but was prepared for it.
 
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