Mommy Dearest: Chapter 17

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Title: Mommy Dearest

Author: Solarbaby

Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.

Words: 1800

Summary: Camille gropes and gets punished while Tyrlin losses something and the rangers gain a visitor.

Spoilers: Nope.

Notes: So we finally get this last person to join the rangers. *sighs* And we still have more to go… I’m never going to get this finished before Christmas. Also, look for another Swoop/Scorpina drabble up soon.



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Chapter 17

RJ gave another tug against the chain and hissed when they didn’t give an inch. His wrists were chained together and that chain was connected to the large metal throne beside him. Similar manacles were wrapped around his ankles, also leading through a hoop on the chair. A thinner, lighter chain ran from the chair arm to the metal collar around his neck, like some sort of leash. The wolf master was shirtless and displayed for everyone to see.

Like some sort of pet.

He jerked on the chains, once again not getting any leeway. Cursing silently under his breath, RJ was suddenly very happy there was no else in the throne room. Casey had disappeared a little while ago, muttering something about ‘blue-skinned pain-in-the-ass’.

“Well, well, well… Look what we have here.”

That wasn’t Casey. RJ turned in time to see Camille appear from a column.

She smirked at him, letting her eyes travel up and down him. “It looks as though the big bad wolf has gotten himself captured.” Drifting closer, she let her hands drift across his shoulder blades.

He jerked away, the chains preventing too much movement.

“Come on now. Don’t be like that.” Camille slid around to stand in front of him. She tilted her head and looked up and down him curiously. Sure, he was cute and all but she didn’t see what Casey saw in him. A frown crossed her face. Maybe she should try and find out. With that thought she grabbed him by the chin and forced her lips against his.

RJ fought her every step of the way, yanking against the chains and trying to force himself back. A hand slid up into his hair, tightening its grip.

Pulling back, Camille grinned. She was beginning to understand. It was the wolf, it had to be. She could feel it clawing under the surface, responding. “Nice.” Camille gave the hair a sharp pull, revealing the neck to her. She ran her nose up the side of it, followed by her tongue.

“No.”

Camille was just about to make her way down the chest when she felt herself being pulled back. Nails raked across RJ’s shoulder blade, drawing blood. Back hit wall with a sickening thud before she collapsed to the floor. She didn’t even have time to breathe before she was pulled to her feet, with a sharp blade resting against her throat. A growl brought her attention to the man holding it. No way. That blue general should still be keeping him busy.

Casey.

“Don’t touch him” It came out as a snarl as the blade pressed even closer to her throat. Blood began trickling down her neck as a wave of fear came over her.

She was definitely beginning to see the family resemblance. “My lord…”

“Give me one good reason why I should let you leave with your head still intact.” Casey hissed as fury flowed through him. His reply was a whimper. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear that. What did you say?” Blood drained from her face and she looked like she was going to pass out. It looked like he wasn’t going to get any more fun from her. Casey gave a sigh and tossed her to the floor. “Scram.”

Scrambling to her feet, Camille didn’t hesitate. She swayed a little as she grabbed the door for support as she shot from the room.

“Pathetic.”

RJ looked wide-eyed at Casey, who examining a trail of blood on his sword. He captured the blood with a finger and popped it into his mouth. A grimace immediately crossed his face. “Reptiles! Bleh…” He turned his attention to RJ, zeroing in on the scratches on his shoulder.

For a moment RJ could a sworn he had seen concern in those brown eyes before they turned blank. He shifted back as Casey approached him. A hand came up to gently brush through his hair. Then the hand tightened in a fashion similar to that of Camille’s. His head was jerked forward and he found himself face to face with Casey. RJ’s froze and his breath caught. He knew what was coming next.

The lips that took possession of his this time weren’t hard and rough, but rather gentle and coaxing. A tongue brushed against his lips, asking permission. His chained hands came up and latched on the red shirt and pulled the man closer. Much to RJ’s surprise, Casey began letting him take control of the kiss.

Their current situation fell away, it didn’t matter that Casey was evil or RJ was chained up. It was just the two of them. This felt so completely right. He could feel his Casey again.

Then Casey was gone, scrambling away and pulling himself to his feet. The tiger tried to catch his breath and shook his head. He had almost done it. He had almost lost control. That wouldn’t happen again. He straightened his shirt and turned back to the master. Stepping back up to him, Casey grabbed another handful of hair and jerked. A noise of surprise and protest escaped the wolf. The tiger pressed his face to RJ’s hair and took a deep breath. A shiver of pleasure came over him. “You’re mine.” Casey whispered in RJ’s ear, letting his tongue brush across the shell. “Mine to bend, mine to break, mine to keep.” With that, he released the hair and tossed him back.

A dark look rested on the wolf master’s face. “Go to hell.”

There was a thoughtful expression his face before he shrugged. “Yeah, probably.”

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General Tyrlin smirked as he pushed the blind man into the quarry. The man stumbled forward; the only thing stopping him from falling was the chains that bound him.

“Let him go!”

Perfect. He grinned as the remaining rangers entered the quarry. This would be easy. Bait them out into the open and grab them. Casey would be pleased. “Why don’t you come and get him?”

As they came at him, he pushed Swoop to the Rinshi. They would keep him out of the battle. It was just as easy as he thought. He laughed as he once again pushed the yellow ranger half way across the quarry, demorphing as she hit the ground. The blue ranger soon joined her. The General laughed.

All it would take would be one single strike and these nuisances would be gone for good. He ignored the Bat Masters calls and moved for the final blow.

But it never came.

Instead, Tyrlin found himself thrown backward. Crashing to the ground, he rolled. His hands went to his side and returned covered in dark purple blood. No. There were very few things powerful enough to make its way through his armor. He looked up in time to see one of them standing in front of the rangers.

“Scorpina. Traitor!”

She laughed, tossing her hair back. “This is going to be fun.”

He growled, rethinking his strategy. Retreating would be a good idea. If Scorpina was here than her daughters couldn’t be far behind. He could probably take on Scorpina if he tried, but with her daughters. Well, there was a reason he hadn’t made a move for Casey sooner.

Tyrlin still had Swoop. All he had to do was let the Rinshi distract them and make a skillful retreat. Casey would never have to know of this particular failure. “Rinshi! Attack!”

That attack never happened.

“Rinshi!” He turned to find the Rinshi gone, various parts scattered on the ground. In their place stood Dallina and Sorani, the eldest holding on to his arm with what had to be a painful grip while the youngest working on ridding him of the chains.

Damn.

Tryling retreated, disappearing in a shower of sparks. Not only had he lost the battle but he had also lost Swoop.

Casey was not going to be happy.

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When they returned to the loft, Theo and Lily disappeared into the bathroom, bandaging up their various wounds. If they had thought about it, the two might have deemed leaving Swoop, Scorpina, and their two daughters alone in the room a bad idea but the two had other things on their minds. It would have been for good reason too, because the moment the two disappeared into the bathroom Scorpina launched herself at Swoop.

Within moments she had an exhausted Swoop pinned to the ground with her sword at his throat. “I should do this. I should get rid of you right now!” She pulled the instrument back, allowing him room to lift his head. “But I’m not, Marcus. We need you to save Casey. But know this, the moment you stop being useful in getting my son back I will finish what I started a long time ago.”

He shifted up on his elbows. Marcus could see her but he could smell her, feel her. It seemed that he still reacted the same way to her that he always have. “Tell me, kisari, what have I ever done to deserve this? To deserve your hate and the hate of our children.” He heard a hissing sound that did not come from his wife. It had to have come from one of his daughters. The weight left his chest.

Scorpina jumped off his chest, pissed. She had not heard the term of endearment since before her kind was eradicated. It was what he used to call her, kisari. It meant ‘beloved one’ in her kind’s language. “Do not call me that! You do not have to right to call me that anymore! You know what you did, something unforgiveable. I should--.”

She was caught off by the sound of a throat clearing. Scorpina turned, expecting to find one of the rangers or even one of her daughters standing there.

But it wasn’t.

The blonde woman looked familiar and she knew who it was immediately. She always did have a strange affinity for leather and if that outfit said anything it hadn’t in the past few years.

About this time the two emerged from the bathroom, Theo fiddling with a bandage wrapped around his arm and Lily telling him not to mess it, slapping his hand away. They both stopped dead and stared at the woman who was leaning against the railing by the stairs.

“Karone.”

Karone approached them, stopped when she reached the bottom of the stairs. Her hands went to her hips and her pissed expression perfected during years as the princess of darkness. But still her voice was deceptively sweet as she spoke. “Someone what to tell me what the hell is going on with Casey?”

A sigh came from the blue as he took in yet another stranger in the loft. “We have got to get an alarm system or something!”