Chap 9 -- Homecoming (Part B) -- Witchblade Karma

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Date Posted: 21:49:36 11/05/02 Tue
Author: wormie
Subject: Chap 9 -- Homecoming (Part B)
In reply to: wormie 's message, "A Complex Genesis" on 20:48:06 05/20/02 Mon

A/N: This is just a little bit to tide you all over ;) I hope to have time to finish a lot more of this chapter in the next few days.

Chap 9 -- Homecoming (Part B)

Normally, Kenneth Irons could be very patient. He had only looked at his watch once since Ian had gone to retrieve Sara, but now he found himself glancing at the various entrances to the study every few minutes. A short while ago, the mark on his right hand had felt warm, pleasantly so, then it had burned briefly and now there was a steady, dull throbbing � all indicating a flurry of Witchblade activity. Long ago, he had learned to interpret what these sensations meant. He knew Sara had seen visions and that the Witchblade was angry about something � perhaps a sign that Ian, the original Ian, was dead or, hopefully, that an unconscious Sara was on her way to the mansion. Kenneth could just imagine the colors of the Witchblade as it must now be swirling on Sara�s wrist.

He glanced across the room at the doors to his left and was surprised to see one of them open. Ian entered with a bundle under his arm, a bundle far too small to be Sara. Kenneth squinted, sure that he had seen the bundle move. As Ian stepped closer, Kenneth realized it was a baby. Kenneth raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Ian stopped in front of Kenneth, holding the infant out in front of him. Ian grinned, looking almost...smug. The infant�s arms flailed happily as the infant gave Kenneth a toothless smile.

�Ian?�

His grin faltered. �The Wielder, as you requested.�

Kenneth could not let his confusion show. He was sure that Ian, this Ian, had been drawn to this infant by the Witchblade. Could it be that Sara was already fated to die this day and that the Witchblade had already chosen her successor?

Kenneth raised his arms to receive the infant. Ian handed the child over to his master, then took a step back, awaiting further instructions. Kenneth set the infant on his lap and took a good look at the child. Still smiling a toothless grin, the infant appeared healthy, well cared for, and completely unperturbed by the situation. Kenneth recognized the child�s large brown eyes with the long black lashes. The thick, dark hair in contrast to the fair skin, the cleft on the chin...This child was Ina�s and his � the son crafted by science and, Kenneth hoped, accepted by the Witchblade.

Kenneth looked up at Ian. �Do you know his name?�

Ian closed his eyes briefly. �Henry.�

�And what of his mother?�

"She is dead.�

Kenneth looked at the child again, the child with warm, brown eyes so like his mother�s. While Ian�s personality always had an undercurrent of mischief and independence, Ina had always exuded a certain warmth...a gentleness that put everyone at ease and belied her very deadly skills. Kenneth would have liked to have seen Ina again...to see how motherhood had changed her. Would she have become more domesticated to care for her son or more feral to protect him?

Kenneth raised his son toward Ian.

�Take Henry to Dr. Immo for a physical and send one of the servants to acquire any supplies we will need for him.�

Ian took Henry, holding the infant with two hands. He kept the child away from his body, as Henry�s arms and legs wiggled and jerked happily in the air. As Ian departed, Kenneth's thoughts returned to Sara.

Perhaps he wouldn�t need her and her blood. Perhaps he wouldn�t have to deal with her intransigent nature. Ian had been drawn to the boy as a Wielder. Henry had not worn the Witchblade, nor bonded with it, but he was recognized by it as a Wielder. Kenneth had hoped that Ina�s son would be a Wielder �he�d had Immo engineer the boy�s DNA with such a goal. In this, as in almost everything, Ina had not failed Kenneth and he smiled. He was one step closer to wielding the Witchblade. That meant he would have to get it back from fair Sara.

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Ahhh!! Wormie get back here! What's going to happen next? More please!! =) (NT) -- Spin, 19:04:16 11/06/02 Wed
I'll be here waiting. (NT) -- TT, 18:58:36 11/17/02 Sun