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25 June 2013 @ 06:28 am
FIC: Serin's Secret Garden, Part 14/18  
Author: Osiris Brackhaus
Story Title: Serin’s Secret Garden
Part: 14/18
Rating: PG/NC17
Configuration: m/m, M/m
Characters: Kendrik/Yaden, Kendrik/Luca, Kendrik/Yuri Dracon
Warnings: slavery, prostitution, rape mentioned, violence, sex, sex on stage, various abuse, severe brainwashing, murderous flora, drugs, potentially underage sex.
Word Count: 3.800/50.000
Setting: 'Phoenix Empire' verse, see Phoenix Empire Timeline & Index and the Phoenicipedia
Summary: Yuri and Kendrik have their own version of a horror movie date night…
Feedback: Yes, please! Constructive criticism welcome!

"Oh, look," Baron Yuri pointed out, genuinely pleased. "We're right on time for the feeding of the plants."

At first, Kendrik had to struggle with the image of them watching a gardener watering some flowers. But then, he remembered that this wasn't any botanical garden. This was the fabled Zoo of Serin, in equal parts a cabinet of horrors and a showcase for the planet's most daring hunters.

It wasn't a place where lords and ladies in fineries marveled at exotic animals and beautiful flowers. It was a place where you taught children why it was smart to run when there was a spider in the basement or a weed in the yard. Here, the exhibits were held in airtight cells with walls of ceramsteel and ten-inch glass, with the names of those who captured them proudly displayed at the side. Often, those hunters were here as well, exchanging stories and hoping to find some rich patron paying them for another expedition into the wild.

Thinking of it, a visit to the zoo probably was the Serin version of a horror movie date, with a distinct chance that the date in question would end up so frightened it needed a strong arm to cling to.

All considered, it had been a relatively smart choice of Baron Yuri for their first date, Kendrik thought with a sideway glance at his companion. Not that Kendrik felt particularly frightened by the exhibited fauna and flora. But he felt adequately impressed, and actually quite entertained. After all, it was a nice change from the constant sex, drugs and music of the Secret Garden.

And apart from everything else, it was outside the Secret Garden. Outside the residual horror of hundreds of years of abuse and torture, of madness and despair. Oh admittedly, it was still not a nice place, not by far. But at least, Kendrik was able to use his psionic abilities with little risk here, and it had filled him with hope to finally get somewhere with his investigation.

Unfortunately, the only thing he had been able to glean so far had been the fact that somewhere along the centuries of his life, Baron Yuri must have had extensive training on how to shield his thoughts from prying psions. Nothing too fancy, just a simple application of willpower, but so ingrained in his being that Kendrik couldn't read much more than his most superficial thoughts.

A better telepath would have been able to delve deeper, even read Yuri's memories, but Kendrik was primarily a blocker, then an empath, and then, by pure chance, also a telepath. He theoretically could have forced his way into Yuri's memories, but then there would have been a good chance of Yuri noticing that he was under attack, and calling in his own supernatural security. Which, given the clear orders of Commander LiMa, was a scenario to be avoided at all costs.

That left him with the age-old trick of all mediocre telepaths - he had to get Yuri to think of what he knew about the conspirators, preferably while touching him. Easier said then done, but Kendrik wasn't in any particular hurry. After all, he still had the whole evening.

Together with a handful of other visitors, Yuri and Kendrik watched as the handlers dropped several small animals into each of the cells, carefully making sure to stay out of reach of the actual exhibits. For a long moment, nothing particularly interesting happened. But then, almost instantaneously, the pastoral scenes inside the display boxes exploded into violence.

Of course Kendrik had been well aware that most of Serin's flora was carnivorous. But the sheer viciousness of the attacks shocked him still. There was a speed and malevolence to the way those little critters were stabbed, ensnared, squashed, choked, poisoned, flayed or liquefied that he just hadn't been able to imagine before from any creature, lest alone from something that most of the time looked as if it would be happy with being watered every once in a while.

All his instincts yelled at him to run, to fight, or at least get into a defensive fighting stance. Only in the very last moment, Kendrik remembered that doing so would pretty much give away his extensive training. So instead, he opted for the next best thing, and grabbed Yuri's arm with both his hands.

The old Dracon baron chuckled loudly.

"It is something to behold, isn't it?" he said, gently patting Kendrik's hand on his arm and leading him closer to one of the display cases. "Everything here on Serin has to earn it's life, and over time, even the flowers have become quite marvelous fighters."

Even without reading his thoughts, it was pretty obvious that Yuri liked plants better than most humans. But Kendrik was admittedly surprised when he realized that Baron Yuri envied the plants for the simplicity of their lives, for their complete lack of any moral observations.

With morbid fascination, Kendrik watched how some sort of small insects emerged from their hideaways within the display case, frantically trying to gather some of the blood that covered the glass wall in generous splatters. Some of them managed, others were snatched off the glass by small, reddish flowers that suddenly had sticky, whip-like tentacles.

Soon enough, the whole grisly business was over, and one by one, the cells returned to their normal state of relative immobility. Except for a few recently added bulges and the occasional scattered bones, nothing had changed. It hadn't taken more than a minute, all together.

"Oh, I wish I were young enough to go hunting again," Yuri mumbled mostly to himself. "Those were exciting days..."

"You really long for constant fear for your life?" Kendrik asked, hoping to prod Yuri into revealing something interesting. "Well, try being a slave, you'd have a blast."

Baron Yuri burst into roaring laughter, the idea of himself as a slave so far from his mind that he wasn't even offended.

"Oh, that was a good one," he finally said, flushed with genuine amusement. "I ought to have you whipped for it."

"If that is how you treat all your dates, it's little wonder you're lonely," Kendrik retorted, well knowing that it was one of Yuri's little involuntary cruelties again, not a really conscious decision.

"Oh good Lord, don't be so prissy." Still smiling, Baron Yuri shook his head, pretty exactly voicing the thoughts in his head. "It's not the fear I miss, it's the achievements."

For a moment, he seemed distracted, pondering something, flooding Kendrik's listening mind with images of a younger Yuri in heavy armor, outside in the jungle, panting, bleeding, blissfully happy. Those were followed by images of a plant inside a glass cage, a plant that elicited both admiration, respect and wariness in him. Then, quite abruptly, Yuri decided with a conspiring smile: "Come on. I want to show you something."

Not waiting for Kendrik's reaction, he turned around and walked off into the dimly lit corridors that were clearly marked as 'off limits' for visitors. Not that anyone seemed to care. And it seemed that Yuri knew his way around this place well enough, anyway. Shrugging to himself, Kendrik followed his 'master', wondering what the hell the old man was up to. But Yuri seemed invigorated, more than ever, and in his buoyant mood actually was becoming something close to not-quite-unpleasant company.

They walked in silence for quite a while, until somewhere in the dungeon-like place, Yuri suddenly stopped, opened a door and walked into the brightly lit office room behind. Kendrik remained a step behind, careful to maintain his appearance as a slave who just trailed his wayward master.

"Is the Lady still here?" Yuri asked without any sort of greeting. "I haven't seen her in years."

"Huh? Who are you?" the young woman behind the desk asked, already cautious at Yuri's black uniform. "Sir, this is a dangerous place, you really shouldn't be walking around without -"

"I am Baron Yuri Dracon," he introduced himself, quite politely, actually. "I don't believe we have met."

The woman blanched, swallowed and then tried to rise from her chair and bow deeply at the same time. It looked a little awkward, but she still managed with a lot more grace than Kendrik would have given a zookeeper credit for. A useful skill for sure if you were working on Serin.

"My Lord," she all but whispered. "I... It is such an honor. I didn't know you were coming."

"Never mind. You probably weren't even born when I was here the last time." Kendrik could feel that this was no exaggeration, not even by far. With a tiny sigh, Yuri dropped the subject, and inquired again: "So, how's the Lady doing?"

"Oh, she is fine, milord, very fine." the young woman said, a somewhat star-struck look in her eyes. "She is currently flowering."

"Really?" Yuri replied, pleasant surprise in his voice, slightly impressed respect in his thoughts. "Well done. It's not easy to make them bloom in captivity. But why isn't she on display, then?"

"Oh, we've had a few incidents," she replied, shrugging awkwardly. "Some addicts trying to smash the display case to get to the flower, you know? We've had to move her to a safe place. - Would you like to see her?"

"Yes, we would very much like to see her."

The young zookeeper nodded with a smile, fetched a bundle of keys from out of her desk and walked out of the office. Yuri followed her, gallantly offering his arm to Kendrik.

"Who is 'the Lady'?" Kendrik asked softly as they followed the woman through another assortment of dimly lit corridors, even though he had quite a good idea already. "You sound like the two of you have some sort of history together."

Baron Yuri cast Kendrik a sidelong, surprised glance, then he chuckled. "One could say that. She and I go way back. She tried to kill me, you know?"

"Was it something personal?"

"At that time? No, I think she would have killed anyone then." Still very amused, Yuri added after a while: "These days, she would make an extra effort of killing me, though, if she ever got a chance."

"What did you do to her?"

"I potted her."

Of course they were talking about plants, here, Kendrik reminded himself. But that last remark was filled with so much quiet pride at the achievement that he couldn't help himself but smile with Yuri. That must have been quite some Lady if her capture still was a matter of pride to him after all these years.

The zookeeper stopped at a fortified door and used one of the keys from her chain to open it. The room behind was dimly lit, just like the corridors, except for an island of bright illumination right in the middle. The light came from a large glass display case that was easily nine feet on each side, filled with nothing but bare, sandy soil and a single plant in the middle of it.

It looked harmless enough, Kendrik found, just a cluster of elongated, heart-shaped leaves on a clump of fuzzy brown roots, with a handful of voluptuous flower buds on slender stems rising over the foliage. But this was a Serini plant, and one that came with a name of its own, so Kendrik kept a respectful distance of the case.

"Oh, she is looking splendid!" Yuri exclaimed, genuinely impressed. "Seven flowers... she must be quite happy here."

"Milord, you are too generous," the zookeeper mumbled, visibly embarrassed. She was just about to add something as a sudden motion inside the cage stopped her short.

As if Yuri had crossed an invisible boundary, suddenly the soil inside the cage burst apart, almost a dozen slender, delicate roots attacking the glass towards Yuri with a fervor that made Kendrik wish he had a blaster with him. Even the warden took a startled step back, clearly just as respectful of the Lady as Kendrik was. Yuri, on the other hand, smiled and stepped forward, putting a hand against the glass.

"Still full of passion, even after all these years," he muttered, watching fondly as the roots concentrated their futile attacks on the point where his palm touched her case. "You are aging well, darling, much better than me." Turning around, he gestured Kendrik to come closer. "Come, have a look at her. Don't worry, she can't get out. She's been trying for a century by now; she won't manage within the next five minutes."

A little hesitant, Kendrik closed up to Yuri, and fascinatingly enough, the plant stopped her vicious attacks. Instead, her roots retreated, sinking back into the ground almost tracelessly. Featherlike roottips smoothened the soil until until looked as harmless as before. Kendrik got the vague impression that she was embarrassed by her earlier outburst, a feat in it self more than warning enough.

"She likes you," Yuri said, sneaking a plumb arm around Kendrik's waist. "In a culinary sort of way, of course. She thinks you're a treat for her. Look!"

Following Yuri's pointing finger with his eyes, Kendrik noticed that all of the plant's bud were pointing in their direction, almost as if the plant was looking at them. Slowly, one by one, they opened with the languid moves of a stripping dancer, revealing petals of pale blue and purple, rimmed red and white, shimmering like the wings of butterflies and in perfect, hypnotic symmetry.

It didn't take a botanist to recognize that particular blossom. It was the logo of the Secret Garden, after all.

"A dakka plant?" Kendrik asked, incredulous. "I thought you couldn't capture them alive, let alone keep them in captivity."

"As I said," Yuri replied, "I was quite the accomplished hunter, in my youth."

"You potted her," Kendrik repeated, now finally understanding what exactly Yuri had meant with that particular remark. "No wonder she gets temperamental when you're around."

"Ha, temperamental, I like that." Pulling Kendrik a little closer, he added: "Murderous, that's more like it. She broke the first two confinements we had her in. Cost me quite a few of my men until we figured out what materials she couldn't just worm through."

The blossoms were still pointing in their direction, swaying lightly as if caught in a gentle breeze. It took Kendrik a noticeable effort to take his eyes off them, something he filed away with another clear warning. "It's airtight, the container, is it?"

"Absolutely." Yuri confirmed with a tiny, calming pat to Kendrik's arm. "If it weren't, you wouldn't be wondering any longer."

"Is their poison really that strong?" Kendrik asked, instantly regretting the question as suddenly, Yuri flooded his mind with images of his friends ripping off their protective masks, kneeling down next to those cursed flowers in complete rapture, unable and unwilling to think of anything else, not even noticing that the plant's roots were slowly digesting them from below. The memories were so strong Kendrik had to suppress a horrified gag.

"Their scent is not a poison, it's a drug." Yuri explained coldly, not even remotely showing how much those memories still hurt him even after all these years. "It doesn't kill you. It isn't even harmful in the original sense. It just... it is just stronger than everything else. Everything else."

Forcefully taking his eyes off the Lady, Baron Yuri asked with fake light-heartedness: "So, you want to see her fed? It's quite the show, to see the fodder go from terrified to ecstatic."

Again, it was one of the mindless remarks of an old Dracon, but Kendrik felt like he lost a heartbeat or two when he realized that Yuri was talking about feeding her with a human, something that was apparently a common pastime for his kind. It was so incongruent with the pain Yuri had felt only moments ago at the death of his friends he had lost to similar plants that Kendrik couldn't help but stare at his companion for a long moment.

His disgust must have been pretty much written all over his face, for Kendrik could feel Yuri grow insecure, questioning himself and his offer, kindly as it had been intended.

"You don't," Yuri said after a while, and it wasn't so much of a question as a sudden cognition.

Acting purely on instinct, Kendrik mentally pushed Yuri a little further in that direction, trying to create a connection between the suffering of the potential victim today and the friends Yuri had lost on the hunt. In response, a sickly unease welled up in Yuri, an emotion that was both unfamiliar and unexpectedly intense to the old man.

"I don't think I am in the mood, today, either," Yuri said, sounding a little surprised. "I think we should rather talk about dinner, not watching others eat, shouldn't we?"

Grateful, Kendrik took a deep breath. "Thank you," he whispered, genuinely relieved.

Much to his surprise, this kindled a mild spark of pleasure in Baron Yuri, a tiny ember of empathy, of joy at seeing someone else happy. All but jumping at the emotion, Kendrik did his best to subtly increase it, to add a little substance to that fleeting thought, hoping to keep it alive long enough for Yuri to really notice. In tandem with his psionic efforts, Kendrik gave Yuri a wide, grateful smile, and leaned into their embrace.

"Dinner sounds great."

Again, Baron Yuri chuckled, but this time, it carried not only grim amusement, but also a mild surprise at the fact that he actually, simply enjoyed making his very handsome date smile.

Inwardly, Kendrik had to make a conscious effort to keep himself from giving a victorious hoot. Politely, Yuri tipped his imaginary hat to the zookeeper and left, his arm still around Kendrik's waist.

"So, no more hunting these days?" Kendrik inquired casually while they walked through the corridors. "No new challenges?"

"It became repetitive after a while," Yuri replied matter-of-factly. "It did teach me a lot about dakka, though. That's how I ended up in the business."

"Seems you got quite accomplished there as well."

A faint wave of amusement and satisfaction washed over Kendrik through his connection with Baron Yuri.

"The big shots of that time considered me a bratty upstart, and tried to get rid of me." For a moment, his smile held a memory of its former predatory edge. "I hunted them down as well."

"I see. You didn't put them in display cases, as well, did you?"

Once more, Yuri laughed with genuine amusement at the image.

"No, definitely not worth the effort." A little softer, as if insecure about Kendrik's reaction, he added: "They made good fertilizer, though."

"They obviously picked the wrong fight," Kendrik replied, glossing over the fact that indeed, he still found this casual talk about murder quite appalling. "And let me guess, after a while, there was no one left for you to hunt down, was there?"

Yuri nodded calmly, his emotions an odd mix of regret, reminiscence and being fed up with it.

"So, what then?" Kendrik pushed the subject, still hoping to somehow getting closer to achieve anything for his actual mission. "No other interests? What about sports? An eccentric hobby? Luxury yachts? Pretty pets?"

Baron Yuri merely shot him a disdainful glance, his emotions clearly showing that he had tried it all before. Two and a half centuries were a lot of time to get bored of things, especially if you had more power than ambition and more money than vices.

By now, they were already walking along the official paths of the zoo again, near the end of the tour. The display cases to the left and right now showed smaller specimens that could be bought for horrendous fees, interspersed with dainty stands that offered leaflets for guided tours or armed expeditions into the wilderness of Serin.

With clipped gestures, Yuri told the staff to fetch his glider, and for a few moments, they were mostly alone in the large shopping area.

"What about politics?" Kendrik suggested cheekily. "You could be Emperor, if you wanted."

"Bah, heavens forbid!" Yuri spat, quite credibly digusted. "What little I dabble in politics, I use to keep me out of it!" Snarking, he added: "I vastly prefer the honest cutthroat business of dealing in deadly drugs."

Kendrik knew Yuri was telling him the truth, and felt almost tempted to leave it at that. But he had more to do here on Serin than entertaining that horny old goat.

"Seriously?" he asked. "Not even to ruffle some feathers, rearrange the board in your favor, mix up things a little bit? I mean, there must be countless young, ambitious Nobles knocking on your door, begging for your help, aren't there?"

This time, there were images of Nobles fleeting on the top of Yuri's thoughts, and Kendrik made an extra effort to memorize them. But those faces weren't enough to implicate anyone in the conspiracy that Kendrik had been sent here to unravel.

"There's always stupid children dabbling around in things way more dangerous than they understand." Yuri rumbled, slightly annoyed at the fact that his glider still wasn't there and not paying much attention to their conversation.

"Oh," Kendrik replied. "That sounds as if someone tried to rope you into something only recently."

Suddenly, a clear image emerged in Yuri's thoughts. Two young Dracon, pleading something that Yuri passionately wanted to stay away from. One man, one woman, both dark-haired, him with a distinctive goatee and mustache. The image didn't come with names, but with pretty distinctive personalities that should make it easy for Kendrik to identify them if he ran across them inside the Secret Garden.
But the image was gone almost as soon as it had appeared, and instead, a keen sense of caution and tingling warning permeated Yuri's thoughts.

"And what if?" Yuri asked, a harsh edges suddenly in his voice. "What do you care about politics?"

For a heartbeat, Kendrik feared he had overstepped and ruined everything. He was no spy, no glib-tongued intriguer who could talk his way out of everything. He was just winging it, hoping to get through this with as little damage as possible.

But then a faint emotion in the back of Yuri's mind caught his attention. It wasn't all cold calculation and caution Yuri was feeling right now. There was not merely the worry that Kendrik might have been yet another pawn in one of the many plays that Yuri tried to stay out of. There was also a faint but clear hope that he wasn't.

"I'm sorry, that came out wrong." Kendrik heard himself say, much calmer and a lot less defensive than he would have thought himself capable of. "It's just - I don't want you to be involved into something nasty, you know? I wouldn't want to worry about you."

"That's stupid." Yuri grumbled as a reply, but inwardly he was both appeased and silently happy about the reaction.

"Yeah, I know." Kendrik replied with a smile, taking Yuri's hand in his. "So what do you have planned for dinner, horny old goat?"

Meridaemeridae on June 25th, 2013 06:18 am (UTC)
::hasn't read the fic yet::

::takes a big knife::

::stabs Baron Yuri viciously in the chest 27 times, and once in the eyeball for good luck::

There! Much better!

(I'm not allowed to do that sort of thing at work, but there's nothing stopping me doing it here, hahahahaha!)
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on June 25th, 2013 11:12 am (UTC)
I think you're not allowed to stab people anywhere, dear, not just at work.

But, as there is nothing stopping you anyway, have fun!
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Meridaemeridae on June 25th, 2013 06:46 am (UTC)
Okay, now I've read it

::stabs Baron Yuri in the chest another 27 times then boots him up the butt for good measure::

Ahhh, I feel much better now!
Beryllrynthjan on June 25th, 2013 11:02 am (UTC)
*cries and cradles poor Yuri in her arms*


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idolme922idolme922 on June 25th, 2013 04:43 pm (UTC)
I don't want to stab Yuri, I want take a weed eater to The Lady!! I may have nightmares about her!! Yuri seems to be softening and Kendrick is doing a fine job of playing him like a stringed instrument. I'm supposed to be out gardening with the girls and watching Grace. I stead I stole away to read this!!

That should say it all!! Hugs!
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on June 27th, 2013 04:37 am (UTC)
Oh, I am afraid a weed eater might not be the right tool - here, have a look:

It's so sweet you neglect your family duties for my stories, but you really shouldn't. :D

Herkko Rosvo-Ronkainenmissingkeys on June 25th, 2013 05:47 pm (UTC)
Those plants sound simultaneously awful and amazing. I don't even want to know where you came up with the idea for Serin and its assorted wild plant life, but you're awesome as per usual. :)
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on June 27th, 2013 06:57 am (UTC)
Hehe. There's not much of a secret - Serin's a bit of Lachrychmae Christi of the Deathstalker novels, a bit of Severus of the Fading Suns RPG, and a LOT of stuff my lovely wife and I came up with over dinner. ^^

Glad you like it.
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debbiemethosdeb on June 26th, 2013 01:12 am (UTC)
loved it ,I think my side yard has some of those plants in it. I always seem to come back in bloody when I weed.He is doing a good job with Yuri but I'd keep that one on a short leash.
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on June 27th, 2013 06:59 am (UTC)
Oh, I hope you don't have any of these. I want to have you around here a little longer, you know.

But even our terran plant can be rather vicious, I agree - I regularly return scratched and scarred from my fights with Bobby James, a GIANT rambler rose that's eating our front fence and a good portion of the sidewalk. :D

Yuri on a short leash is a very apt image. ^^
fanarts_seriesfanarts_series on June 26th, 2013 08:10 am (UTC)
Damned i like Yuri, even if he's kinky cruel bastard.
The plant feeding from human being ewww !

Looking forward for more.
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on June 27th, 2013 07:02 am (UTC)
Hehe, FINALLY someone who likes Yuri as much as we do.

He reappears in a minor role, about fifteen years later, in 'To the rescue' - another story in the same universe that my lovely wife has written: http://rynthjan.livejournal.com/95590.html

Maybe you'll like it, too!
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fanarts_seriesfanarts_series on June 27th, 2013 08:16 am (UTC)
Check here, it's more easy
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on June 28th, 2013 07:30 am (UTC)
Re: Check here, it's more easy
Wow, this is really good work. An both me and my wife are completely flattered that you consider our stories good enough to be willing to invest your time and effort into companion art for it.

But trying to name actors that could stand in for our characters left us kind of speechless. Well, not exactly speechless, more like choking with laughter about the horribly miscast ideas that we came up with, but still. We have both such clear images of our original characters in mind that any real life person would feel really, really wrong to us.

Please don't get this wrong - we would absolutely love if you did something for the 'Secret Garden' or another of our stories. It's a very cool and generous offer, and we really appreciate it. We just can't give you any actors to cast.

So if you were to make, say, a logo for the Secret Garden, or anything in that line, we'd be thrilled to put it up with all credits due. Phoenix Knight movie posters, Malicorn tourism ads, Secret Garden special event leaflets... I don't know if that's anything you'd be interested in.

If you still feel inspired, let us know. If not, then thanks so much for your really cool offer.


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BerthaBlueberthablue on July 7th, 2013 09:25 pm (UTC)
I love Yuri. The whole concept of "involuntary cruelty"... shudders... I love it! And he even has a little bit of a softer side :)

I do love the villains.
osirisbrackhausosirisbrackhaus on July 8th, 2013 07:17 am (UTC)
Hehe. Yep, it's the villains that make stories worth reading, aren't they? Without them, we'd have no heroes.

Glad you like Yuri - he'll reappear occasionally. ^^