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Loyalties

The devil himself wouldn’t have stepped in the way of the large, solid framed man marching down the corridor towards the interrogation room with Serena following on his heels. Officer after officer scrambled to get out of his way as he glared at each one of them. He marched to the door and burst in with all the authority and rage of an angry rampaging rhinoceros. The female officer leaning over the table at Derrick stood abruptly as Darien snapped at her. “Get out so I can talk to my client.” She left the room looking at Serena with admiration.

“Yours?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. Serena smiled and nodded. It didn’t matter which one of the boys the woman was referring to because really, they were both hers.

“She’s lying out of her teeth isn’t she?” Darien sat at the table and pinched the bridge of his nose. Derrick nodded making Darien sigh and run his hand through his hair. “I had a feeling about her and it’s too bad I was right. I didn’t want to be right.” Derrick knitted his brow and tilted his head to the side. “Don’t worry about it Derrick. This is a bunch of shit and they know it. It’s just that they have to take a serious look into it because any woman complaining of rape is automatically believed until proven wrong. I think she’s pulling a stunt though. I know she is. She’s just like her father. It’s sickening. The female officer walked back into the room and removed Derrick’s cuff with a frown of disappointment.

“You’re free to go young man. She’s refusing to make a formal report and has dropped all allegations against you.” Darien looked at the woman with shock then suspicion.

“Why?” He asked as she looked at him. “Why is she dropping charges when she so enthusiastically accused him?” The woman looked from one male to the other and smiled.

“Apparently her father advised her to.” Darien growled and walked to the hall grabbing Serena in a protective manner. “Have a good day!” The lady shouted after them as they walked down the hall quickly.

“What’s wrong?” Serena tried to slow down but Darien didn’t allow the action. “Dare? What’s going on?” They were almost to the door when Seiya casually strolled through the door with Peruru on his heels. He smiled at them as he walked past and to the counter. “Oh.” She whispered and felt Darien’s body tense and Derrick move in front of her. The two were forming a protective wall between her and her husband which didn’t go unnoticed by the officer at the desk.

“I’m here to retrieve my daughter. Seriah Kou please.” He smiled sweetly at the woman then turned slightly towards the group halted by the doors. He leaned against the counter in a sort of lazy pose that boasted confidence. “Hey sweet face. Don’t worry, I’ll catch you later.” He winked making Darien growl and shove her behind him forcefully as he stepped forward. “Calm down Darien, the way you act I’d think you were a rabid dog. Your sister’s been married to me for… oh… sixteen years.”

“She’s not my sister.” Seiya looked at him with shock, then amusement, then rage. “And you’ll never touch her again.” Seiya laughed heartily before turning to them full fledged.

“I seriously doubt that Darien. She’s mine. Has been for a long time. She has my last name, she’s the mother of my child… I really don’t see how you think you hold a claim to her.” Darien growled dangerously making Serena place a hand on his arm. “Right now I’m here to pick up my precious daughter. I’m not worried about my adulterous wife quite yet.”

“She won’t be your wife for long. I’m betting she’s going to want an annulment.” Seiya laughed again then looked at Darien challenging him. “She can get one you know? She was in a fragile mental state when you married her and has apparently been… What Derrick… Crazy the entire time requiring you to use sedatives on her often. Correct?” Seiya then grew serious and glared at Derrick. “You forget who you’re talking to.”

“I suppose.” He smiled as Seriah was ushered to him in some lent clothes. “Thank you officer. I appreciate this.” He then put his arm around her and smiled. “Let’s go home sweetie so we can talk about your little vacation.”

“Seiya…” Serena poked her head around Darien who was watching Seiya carefully. “Don’t hurt her… she’s just confused and… please don’t be like your mother.”

“She’s my daughter Serena. I’ll do what I please with her. Oh, and I’m not going to be like my mother, no, I’m far different from her.” With that Seiya ushered his daughter outside and into the car with a stern hand. “Watch her.” He snapped as Peruru as the white haired teen got into the car.

“Thank you Daddy!” She cried and hugged her father from the backseat when he got into the car. “I hated being there with them but I did something good daddy. I acted good around them and spied on them.” She smiled then grew serious. “Is something wrong?”

“Yes, something is wrong… That bastard has my wife! I don’t care if you were spying on them or not I know perfectly well what they’ve been doing because I know them; I know them very well.” Seiya growled. “Then there’s the matter of you leaving me on the floor and leaving with her! My own daughter betrayed me in front of my eyes. Oh… don’t think you’re exempt from punishment young lady. You’re not.” She gulped and looked at her hands, which were clasp together. “And what were you thinking when you tried to have sex with that little prick of a son of his? Seriah, I thought you were better than your mother.” Peruru listened and felt his fists tense. From what he understood Serena had been very confused and it was obvious Seriah was the same way. Neither girl deserved punishment for being herself. “You’re just lucky I was close by. But we’re going home right now young lady and I’ll deal with you there.” She looked at Peruru who looked at her sympathetically. He knew what she was in for. He understood the nightmare she was about to endure.

The drive to the house was long and tedious allowing Seriah to wonder how her father would punish her when they got home. She hoped it wasn’t house arrest again. That sucked for her.

Finally they arrived and, getting out of the car Seiya walked around, pulled Seriah’s door open and yanked her from the car. “I knew I should have done this years ago. You’ve been a sorry excuse for a daughter.” She felt her hear sink as her father tore through the house to his office. “No more. I’m going to make you into my daughter. I will teach you everything I know and in return… I want to know that you will be unconditionally devoted to me as your father. Will you agree to that?” She stared at him uneasily but what could she say? No? Something told her she didn’t have that option.

“I guess so Daddy…” She sighed as he pulled her over to his bookshelf and flipped up a hidden panel in the side. Pressing his hand to it, the bookshelf moved revealing a brightly lit metal staircase. “Wow… that’s pretty cool!”

“Get down there.” He snapped and pushed her into the stairway. She stumbled but luckily caught herself on the rail before tumbling down the stairs. “Hurry up young lady.” She went down the stairs as quickly as she could until she was met with a steel door. Seiya moved around her and opened the door revealing a large steel plated room with all sorts of equipment. There was a wall full of glass cases holding powerful guns. Row after row, her eyes wandered over them, making her gulp. Seiya waited patiently as she gawked at the room and all of its possessions before moving them both towards an empty corner. “I’ve never told you about my mother, your grandmother… have I?” He asked as he placed her in the corner where she notices restraints hanging from the ceiling and hooked to the ground.

“Um… Daddy?” She looked at him, her icy blue eyes that were so much like her own begging him for mercy from whatever he was going to do to her. She knew she should be afraid, and she was. “You’re… you’re not going to hurt me like you did mom… are you?”

“No Seriah, I’m not going to hurt you like I did your mother… I didn’t hurt her nearly as bad as I’m going to hurt you… you see, your mother is a very useful person Seriah. She can calm me, still me nerves, and definitely relieve all of my tensions. You though Seriah, you’re not near as helpful as all that. Despite the fact that some people call me abusive, I will never abuse you like my mother did me.” He smiled sweetly then grew serious and narrowed his eyes on her. “Strip down.” He commanded and turned away from her, walking across the room. She blinked a few times and looked at him unsure of what he said.

“Are you going to need me at all Sir?” Peruru stood in the doorway looking at her sadly. Seiya turned and looked at him as if deep in thought. He saw Peruru’s look of sympathy and smiled. The boy may have a soft heart but he appeared to have a fondness for Seriah.

“Yes, Peruru, I believe I left something I need in my bedroom… I would appreciate it greatly if you went and got it. It’s a black whip and it should be hanging on the back of the door.” Seriah paled as Peruru slowly nodded and turned to go out. “Seriah… you’re not stripping down.”

“I… I… Daddy?” She sunk to her knees on the ground in an act of submission. “I don’t want to be whipped… please daddy… don’t.” He growled at her pathetic plea and walked over to her menacingly grabbing her jaw tightly and lifting her off the floor. Tears rolled down her cheeks as the pain from his tight grip wretched through her. He released her when she was standing up then quickly began to restrain her so that her arms were held tightly over her head. “Please don’t hurt me daddy I love you.”

“We’re going to test that Seriah. This will hurt. Unbearably so.” He then bound her feet and looked at her pointedly. “I’ll give you a choice. Clothes on or off? I’d prefer that you take them off. I’ll feel better about what I’m about to do.” Her eyes widened in shock. “Choose.”

“Um…” She hesitated as Peruru came through the door holding the whip and looking at her. He mouthed the word “off” echoing Seiya’s suggestion. “Fine… Off.” She sighed and let her head fall in defeat while she closed her eyes. She felt her father cutting her clothes away and sobbed lightly. She waited and waited, her body bruised from throwing herself around in the stairwell of the hotel. When the first lash came she screamed in pain and pulled at the restraints on her wrists. Lash after lash she screamed eliciting another lash.

Seiya heard the screams coming from her and continued to whip her as if he were in a sort of trance. It had been so long since he heard screams like that. It was addicting for him, comforting even! When they ceased he felt himself get angry and hit her harder making Peruru run forth and grab his arm. “You’ll kill her if you keep going Seiya.”

The taller, older man blinked a few times as he came back into reality and looked at the teen on his arm. The whip was still firmly in his hand and, as his eyes traveled along the ground to his daughter’s damaged body, oozing crimson blood he realized what he could have done. “Get her down and take care of her Peruru. I have some other things to attend to for now.” The boy nodded and moved to Seriah, taking her shackles away and carefully cradling her body. He knew it hurt for her to move, hurt for him to touch her but he had to do it.

“Seriah.” He looked at her face, which was twisted in agony. “Seriah, I need you to stay awake.” He looked at the lash marks and quickly rushed her up the stairs, into the house and to the bathroom where he placed her in the tub and began to pour water. “I’m sorry you went through this but… you asked for it Seriah.”

“Sooo… you’re… not related?” Derrick drawled at the table as Darien served breakfast. “Then… wow… that’s big. How…” He was at a loss for words as his father sat down. “How long have you known about that dad?” Darien smiled and looked over at Serena before answering his son’s question.

“I’ve known since the beginning. Ilene and Ken were always very honest with me but they made me promise not to tell Serena. Ilene in fact threatened to hurt Serena if I didn’t keep it a secret. So I did. I’m sorry Serena. I really am.” He sighed and shoved a forkful of his breakfast into his mouth. Derrick could hardly believe the news. This meant Serena wasn’t really his aunt and that she and his father could be together without guilt.

“That’s great news! You can be together now!” Then he looked down and bit his lip. “What about Seiya though… you’re still married to that monster Serena.” Serena smiled and looked at Darien expectantly.

“She’s getting an annulment. Seiya married her just before my funeral, she was in no condition to sign a legal document such as a marriage license. He took advantage of her in the worst way and frankly, he knows it.” Darien growled and glared at his eggs as if they were the evil culprits. “You’ll be free of him soon enough Serena.”

“So… uh… what now? What are we going to do?” Derrick looked from one adult to the next hoping that one of them had some sort of plan. As usual his father spoke first, always ready with a brilliant scheme.

“I was thinking we could all move back. Once people discover I’m not dead and you’re not my sister… well that’s going to be an interesting story… but nonetheless I think we should buy a house together… regardless of whether we’re a couple or not.” He looked at the beautiful blonde poignantly just as Derrick looked at her with alarm. “After all, Serena’s still mad at me for lying to her.” She crinkled her nose at him much like she did when she was a child. The action made the three of them laugh heartily.