Ivar's pov
He woke up feeling a sting back on his head, and pain in his right arm. He opened his eyes slightly confused until he remembered the bodies. He looked around him and saw that he was in some basement. And he was tied to a chair. How did he miss someone? He always makes sure that no one is near when he does his job.
He looked down at himself at his right arm and saw blood. Someone had cut his arm and had written something in it. Ivar thinks there stands hello, but it's unclear with all the blood. How cant he have healed yet? Normally it would already be gone, and only leave the blood back.
"Ah, you're awake." said a dark voice. "I was wondering when you would wake up, I don't remember hitting you that hard."
Ivar looked around to see this bastard but I was no use he was alone no one was in the room with him. "Show yourself." He yelled out in the room.
"No need to yell, im right here." Said the male again, while coming out of the damn wall?! How did he do that, some time of camouflage? "You see Ivar someone needs you, and I was more than happy to help."
What was he taking about? "I thing you got the wrong Ivar dude" He said while moving around in the chair trying to find a weak spot in the rope.
"Me!? I dont make that kind of mistake." he smiled when he saw that Ivar wasnt able to get out of the rope. "You see, I have a connection to some people, and those people help me get this mission right to you. And when you already were in spring court it helped that you would take this task first, since it was closest!"
Shit, he somehow gotten his way in the spring court and delivered this mission to get him here. Ivar trying to thing he it could be. maybe some servants he have overlooked. But it seemed unlikely. "What does this person, needs of me?"
"Oh, simply your heart, dont worry I make it quick." he says smiling. He came closer to Ivar with a dagger in his hands.
Oh no he weren't gonna get close to him. while the male had been talking Ivar had found a weak spot and acted like he could get free but right now he would use that weak spot and rip it up. As he rips the rope over he has a hand free, and hurry to take the other ropes around away before the male reaches him. The male seeing what Ivar was doing hurries over but too late.
Ivar sprang to his feet, and attacking the male. Not in any of his other forms but his fae form springing himself right into the males stomach. They land on the ground the male having lost the dagger by the sudden attack, and starts to hit Ivar.
Ivar swing his legs around the male pinning the males arms to his body and paralyzing him. The male under him spits in Ivars face, and Ivar pull his head back but not his body. He moves one of his hands seacking for one of his weapons but find them gone. The male must of have removed them when he was out cold.
Ivar looked over his shoulder to see the dagger lying on the ground. The male sensing what Ivar was up to started to struggle again. Ivar had to get that knife or he would of have to beat the male to death, which he didnt quite have the strength to do right now.
Ivar sprang back from the male freeing his egs around him and the hold on him. Landing right were he needed his hands connecting to the dagger, just as he stood up. Holding the dagger in front of himself. Maybe the male would give up and tell him why someone needed his damn heart.
The male had no such intention whatsoever, he all but sprang forward at Ivar forgetting the dagger Ivar was holding. Ivar had no choice but to stab the male in the stomach, while the male let out a strangled yelp he kept on hitting Ivar like a maniac. Ivar pulled back the knife and brings it up to the males neck and stabs again.
The male stumbles back with wide eyes hands at his nech and choking on his own blood. Ivar watched untill the male fall to the ground and stops breathing. Ivar felt all the strength he had in his body leave him, thanks the gods that it was only one male. Ivar takes in big breath to collect himself before heading out the basement.
Ivar was prying that there wouldnt be more upstairs. He doesnt know what the male had given him but he didnt feel the present of his powers nor any of his highest senses. He was starting to panic a little. He might be more human than most fae but it was always his fae side that was the most dominant. He went around the house checking for any life, but no ne was found luckily.
Well until someone were at the front door. Ivar was fast to pick up all the weapons he had found on a small table and but them back in place. When he was done he went to see the door, which was wide open and had Blaze and Ajax in the door opening.
Ajax saw him first wide eyed, he looked to blaze then back at Ivar when he suddenly ran to Ivar.
"Ivar! we found a s-spy! and it seemed he had messed with the missions and all. we fought you mind be in danger" Ajax said while sounding worried. It brought a smile to Ivars face that they both had come to see if he was okay.
"Im fine, there was a male that had hidden and attacked me but his dead now." Ivar say to Ajax and Blaze, Blaze now coming over to Ivar and laying a hand on his shoulder. Not quite smiling and not quite mad. Blaze had always hard to express his emotions.
"Too bad he couldn't get you" Blaze said with humor in his voice and something else Ivar couldn't make out. Ajax clapped Ivars other shoulder while smiling.
"Let go before more gets here. I have a girl waiting for me and I dont want to show up all bloody." Ajax says, his humor lightning up Ivar mood.
"I will stay and if anyone comes they are dead," Blaze says while walking away from them and disappearing into another room.
"Come on he's just mad that someone was able to get this close" Ajax says while pulling Ivar toward the open door. Ivar wasnt sure what Ajax meant by 'get this close' did they thing he was close to dying?
"Sure, I want some rest when we get back" Ivar says too tied to question Ajax choice of words. And went out the door basically dreaming of his bed.
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The Archerons Older Brother
FanfictionWill Ivar Archeron leave his life behind in Owaxus, for his long lost family and mate? or is that choice not for him to make? Takes place after acosf. *This is a fanfiction from the book series acotar made by Sarah J. Maas*