Fic: Heart and Soul 9/10
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amediaTitle: Heart and Soul 9/10
Author: Amedia
Summary: An attack on Glitch draws Cain, Raw, and the members of the royal household into a mystery with magical overtones.
Rating: PG for implied violence and mild slash.
Warning: Slash. Cain/Glitch.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: I need to give a shout-out to my very hard-working beta reader, who commented on three drafts with precision and insight.
Also posted here on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
glitch_wyatt and here on tin_and_straw.
Part One may be found here.
Part Two may be found here.
Part Three may be found here.
Part Four may be found here.
Part Five may be found here.
Part Six may be found here.
Part Seven may be found here.
Part Eight may be found here.
"Since she left voluntarily, there should be no damage," said the Tutor, looking down at Cain's body.
Glitch looked up at the Tutor. "How does he get back in?"
"He needs to align himself with the body as completely as possible. Then I will recite the second half of the spell."
As far as Cain was concerned, it had felt all along as if he still had a body. He wasn't quite sure how to follow the instructions. He lay down, somewhat gingerly, on top of himself, and found that where he was lined up exactly, he seemed to sink in.
"I'll help," Glitch said, and moved around, pulling one of the body's legs into exact position, then the other. "You've got your arms in the right place," Glitch mumbled. "Tilt your head—no, a little more to the left. Here, you stay still, I'll move your body." He put one hand on either side of Cain's head and carefully guided it into position. "There, that's you all over."
Cain felt a sort of popping sensation as he sank down completely into his body, then panicked. There was something wrong; he couldn't breathe, couldn't move. He tried to cry out for help, but now that he was back in his body he couldn't move independently of it.
Glitch seemed to understand. "It's okay. There's one more step, remember?" He put a hand on Cain's shoulder, but Cain only felt it as if through many layers of stifling cotton.
Cain was spiraling into darkness when he heard the Tutor's voice softly reciting the nonsense words—ancient language, he corrected himself—that made up the second half of the spell. It felt as if an electric shock were passing through him, painful but revitalizing. He gasped and shuddered, coming half off the ground in his effort to gulp in air.
It worked. He caught his breath; the world steadied. He found himself half-sitting, half-lying on the ground, propped up on one elbow. He took another breath and felt the chill in the air, the warmth of the sunlight, the sweet smell of the grass beneath him. It was good to be back in his body. Until now he hadn't realized it, but the world had been gradually fading, growing duller, almost to black-and-white.
He turned and looked at Glitch, whose hand was still on his shoulder. Glitch's eyes were dark with worry, but he smiled at Cain. Cain smiled back, and reached up to put his hand over Glitch's.
They stayed like that for a long moment, until Ahamo cleared his throat politely and DG said, "Awwwww."
Cain and Glitch both scrambled to their feet and Cain turned to the others. "I owe all of you a debt of gratitude," he said formally. He stepped up to the Royal Tutor. "And to you, I owe far more trust than I've ever shown." He held his hand out hesitantly, afraid the Tutor wouldn't be willing to shake it.
The Tutor shook his head. "You really had no reason to trust me once you caught me dropping those recording disks for the Witch," he said. "But I'll take it now that I've earned it." He took Cain's hand solemnly, then laughed and pulled him into a bear hug.
DG and Az joined in, laughing and hugging, and then passed him along to the Queen, who kissed Cain on the cheek, and Ahamo, who shook his hand warmly.
Raw stood back from the others just a little bit. "Raw," Cain said, going over to him. "What would we have ever done without you?"
Raw thumped Cain on the back and smiled.
Finally Cain turned back to Glitch and found he couldn't speak.
"Glad to have you back," Glitch said. "I almost lost you."
Part Ten
Author: Amedia
Summary: An attack on Glitch draws Cain, Raw, and the members of the royal household into a mystery with magical overtones.
Rating: PG for implied violence and mild slash.
Warning: Slash. Cain/Glitch.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by Imagiquest Entertainment. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Note: I need to give a shout-out to my very hard-working beta reader, who commented on three drafts with precision and insight.
Also posted here on
glitch_wyatt and here on tin_and_straw.Part One may be found here.
Part Two may be found here.
Part Three may be found here.
Part Four may be found here.
Part Five may be found here.
Part Six may be found here.
Part Seven may be found here.
Part Eight may be found here.
"Since she left voluntarily, there should be no damage," said the Tutor, looking down at Cain's body.
Glitch looked up at the Tutor. "How does he get back in?"
"He needs to align himself with the body as completely as possible. Then I will recite the second half of the spell."
As far as Cain was concerned, it had felt all along as if he still had a body. He wasn't quite sure how to follow the instructions. He lay down, somewhat gingerly, on top of himself, and found that where he was lined up exactly, he seemed to sink in.
"I'll help," Glitch said, and moved around, pulling one of the body's legs into exact position, then the other. "You've got your arms in the right place," Glitch mumbled. "Tilt your head—no, a little more to the left. Here, you stay still, I'll move your body." He put one hand on either side of Cain's head and carefully guided it into position. "There, that's you all over."
Cain felt a sort of popping sensation as he sank down completely into his body, then panicked. There was something wrong; he couldn't breathe, couldn't move. He tried to cry out for help, but now that he was back in his body he couldn't move independently of it.
Glitch seemed to understand. "It's okay. There's one more step, remember?" He put a hand on Cain's shoulder, but Cain only felt it as if through many layers of stifling cotton.
Cain was spiraling into darkness when he heard the Tutor's voice softly reciting the nonsense words—ancient language, he corrected himself—that made up the second half of the spell. It felt as if an electric shock were passing through him, painful but revitalizing. He gasped and shuddered, coming half off the ground in his effort to gulp in air.
It worked. He caught his breath; the world steadied. He found himself half-sitting, half-lying on the ground, propped up on one elbow. He took another breath and felt the chill in the air, the warmth of the sunlight, the sweet smell of the grass beneath him. It was good to be back in his body. Until now he hadn't realized it, but the world had been gradually fading, growing duller, almost to black-and-white.
He turned and looked at Glitch, whose hand was still on his shoulder. Glitch's eyes were dark with worry, but he smiled at Cain. Cain smiled back, and reached up to put his hand over Glitch's.
They stayed like that for a long moment, until Ahamo cleared his throat politely and DG said, "Awwwww."
Cain and Glitch both scrambled to their feet and Cain turned to the others. "I owe all of you a debt of gratitude," he said formally. He stepped up to the Royal Tutor. "And to you, I owe far more trust than I've ever shown." He held his hand out hesitantly, afraid the Tutor wouldn't be willing to shake it.
The Tutor shook his head. "You really had no reason to trust me once you caught me dropping those recording disks for the Witch," he said. "But I'll take it now that I've earned it." He took Cain's hand solemnly, then laughed and pulled him into a bear hug.
DG and Az joined in, laughing and hugging, and then passed him along to the Queen, who kissed Cain on the cheek, and Ahamo, who shook his hand warmly.
Raw stood back from the others just a little bit. "Raw," Cain said, going over to him. "What would we have ever done without you?"
Raw thumped Cain on the back and smiled.
Finally Cain turned back to Glitch and found he couldn't speak.
"Glad to have you back," Glitch said. "I almost lost you."
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Date: 2008-03-16 06:31 pm (UTC)Still, hooray for Cain! When he couldn't breathe, I worried for a moment too... And then, oh yeah - the second part of the spell, remember, doll? Indeed...
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Date: 2008-03-20 02:04 am (UTC)Thanks for the detailed feedback!