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Later that day,
around nightfall, Nikolas pulled the car up in front
of a small mall. He looked
over at Lucky, who was staring straight
ahead. "Lucky, are you sure
you want to do this? We can still back out
of it." Lucky looked over
at him and shook his head. "No, I'm not
going to keep running from Helena.
I want a peaceful life with my
family, and I'm going to have it."
Nikolas smiled at him, and they got
out of the car. Two bodyguards
from Jason got out of the back and
followed them. Lucky stepped
a little closer to Nikolas. He knew how
to pick enemies out of a crowd,
and could already feel Helena's men
watching them. He made no
visible sign of it, though. Straightening
his head, he walked with Nikolas
into the mall like a normal teenager.
They checked out a few stores,
got some pizza, and just hung out until a
couple of hours had passed.
It wasn't as nerve wracking as the boys
thought it would be, though.
They actually did have a good time. Maybe
it was because they hadn't had
much of a chance to spend time with each
other before. Lucky checked
his watch, and sighed. He turned to
Nikolas. "Well, it's nearly
9:30. We better get going. Mom wanted us
home by ten."
Nikolas nodded, and they walked
toward the exit. "Hey Frankie." He
said to one of the bodyguards.
"Would you go get me some skittles out
of that vending machine?
I really never did get how to work those
things."
"Sure kid." Frankie replied
as Nikolas handed him some money. They
continued walking to the car, when
they heard Frankie pounding on the
machine.
"Got a problem, Frankie?"
The other guard asked.
"Yeah, the stupid skittles got
stuck, and their just dangling there, not
falling off." He replied.
"I can get them out if I tip the machine,
though. Could you give me
a hand, Jim?" Nikolas and Lucky shook their
heads and laughed as Jim went to
help Frankie.
"We'll wait in the car."
Nikolas said.
Nearly as soon as Nikolas finished
his sentence, Lucky could feel them
being closed in on. In his
mind he silently fought to stay calm. This
needed to be played out like it
wasn't expected. He turned around when
he heard footsteps behind him,
and let shock fall over his face.
"Nikolas, run!" He shouted.
They didn't get far before they were both
tackled to the ground. Both
of them fought, but eventually they had
their hands tied and were being
dragged toward a van. Frankie and Jim
shot at the attackers, but missed.
Nikolas and Lucky were shoved into
the back of the van, and the doors
shut and locked behind them. They
heard people getting into the front,
and the wheels screeching as they
pulled out of the parking lot.
Nikolas and Lucky looked up at each
other and locked eyes. They
couldn't back out of this now. Nikolas sat
up and grabbed Lucky's hand and
gave him a reassuring smile.
About an hour later, the van came
to a stop. Lucky tried his best to
prepare himself and stay calm,
but he couldn't keep the panic out of his
eyes. The doors opened, and
the same thugs that had grabbed them in the
parking lot pulled them out.
The boys looked up and saw a rather
intimidating two story Victorian
house looming over them. Figures,
Lucky thought. Victorian
house were normally cheery and inviting, but
Helena had managed to make this
one about as warm as the Bates Motel.
Soon, the door to the house opened
by yet another thug, and the boys
were pushed inside. A quick
glance proved the inside of the house to be
the same as the outside.
A dark spiral staircase wrapped around the
room, and at the top stood Helena
Cassadine.
"It's so nice of you boys to come
see me?" She said with a wicked grin.
Nikolas and Lucky glared back at
her. "It wasn't like we had much of a
choice, grandmother." Nikolas
said.
"Now now, dear Nikolas."
Helena said as she descended the stairs.
"Don't call me grandmother when
you obviously don't mean it. I want
your love for me to be true."
Nikolas glared at her. "Then you'll be
waiting for eternity." He
replied.
Helena clicked her tongue at him.
"I never expected such an insult from
you. I see you have been
hanging around young Spencer." She turned to
Lucky, and brought her hand up
to his face. "You look troubled, Lucky."
She said sweetly. "I know
you've been going through some things from
the past. I hope you don't
hold any of it against me." Lucky grabbed
her hand and took it away from
his face. He was about to give a snide
remark, when he stopped himself.
There was something in her eyes that
almost let him believe he was truly
sorry. He didn't have much time to
focus on that, though. Nikolas
spoke up beside him. "Are you going to
tell us what this is all about?"
He asked.
Helena looked at him, and returned
to her usual self. "Why must you be
so suspicious of me, Nikolas?"
She only got a cold stare in return, so
she continued. "Ari, please
show in our other guest." Ari disappeared,
and showed up a few moments later.
"He will be just a few moments,
madam." Helena nodded at
him. Nikolas sighed, and shifted impatiently.
He turned to Lucky to say something,
but stopped when he saw him. His
brother was standing there white
as a ghost, staring straight ahead. He
followed his gaze. Standing
in a doorway smiling at Lucky, was Daniel
Forst.
Slowly and purposefully, Daniel
Forst walked straight across the
room to stand in front of Lucky.
Nikolas took a step forward to move
him away, but a guard appeared
from behind him, and held him back. He
looked anxiously at his brother,
whose expression was blank. In Lucky's
head, he was trying desperately
to get himself to step back or run or
anything. But he couldn't
move.
"I believe we met the other night
when your uncle was kind enough to
take me and Helena out to dinner."
Frost said, surprising both of them.
He was talking to Nikolas, but
never took his eyes off of Lucky.
Nikolas merely nodded, and managed
to say yes.
"And you, Lucky, we certainly know
each other. It's been a long time,
hasn't it?"
Daniel extended his hand to Lucky,
who didn't seem to even notice. "Now
where are your manners?"
Daniel asked. Helena watched a little
nervously. She was about
to speak up when Lucky's voice startled her.
"Yes, it has been a long time."
He said. "But not long enough."
Daniel eyed him with amusement.
"At least we know you can still speak.
I was starting to worry that seeing
me again had shook you up a little.
Nine years apart is a little too
long for friends, don't you think?"
Lucky stood up a little straighter
and looked Daniel in the eyes. "You
know damn well that we were never
friends. And don't think you could
ever 'shake me up'. You're
not worth it."
Nikolas smiled at his brother.
They would get through this, no matter
how much Daniel tried to break
them.
"That was a mistake, son."
Daniel said angrily. "No one insults me and
gets away with it." With
that said, he lifted his hand and smacked
Lucky across the face. Nikolas
squirmed to get out of the guard's
grasp, but couldn't. Helena
took a step back, and watched. She was
angry at Daniel, but afraid to
do anything about it. Lucky looked up at
Daniel, who was obviously looking
for a cry or an apology out of him.
But Lucky only smiled at him.
"You're losing your touch, Mr. Forst."
Daniel glared at him. He
motioned to the guard holding Nikolas, and
another one that came up behind
Lucky. "Take them to their room." The
guards nodded, and led the boys
up the stairs. Daniel stalked out of
the room. Helena stood at
the bottom of the stairs, watching Nikolas
and Lucky until they were out of
their sight. She then allowed herself
a smile. Try as he might,
she knew Daniel couldn't break Lucky's spirit
again.
The boys surveyed the room that
was to be theirs. It was dark and
gloomy, just like the rest of the
house. It smelled musty, too, like it
hadn't been used in years.
It was rather large, with a bed at either
end. The door closed and
locked behind them. Lucky walked over to one
of the beds and collapsed upon
it, sighing in relief. Nikolas came over
and sat down next to him.
He felt so proud of him. Lucky opened his
eyes and looked up at his big brother,
and smiled.
"Well, I don't think I made any
friends down there." He said.
Nikolas grinned back. "You
mean you were trying to?"
"Nope." Lucky said. He closed
his eyes again. "Man, that was great."
"Yeah, but are you okay?"
Nikolas asked a little worried. "Daniel hit
you pretty hard."
Lucky rubbed his cheek. "Yeah,
but that's part of the reason that was
so great. I didn't let it
get to me." He paused, and looked at Nikolas
neck to make sure his medallion
was still there. "Do you think Mom and
Dad heard all that?"
Nikolas picked up the medallion
and looked at it. "I'm sure they did."
Lucky gave a small smile, and spoke
softly. "Then I want them to know
we're both okay."
Luke and Laura smiled from where
they sat around the table in the
kitchen. Stefan sat down
next to them. "Well, it seems to be going all
right."
Luke slapped Stefan on the back.
"It sure does, Count. Though I'd like
to kill Frost right now.
I can't believe I let him lay a hand on my son
again."
Laura squeezed Luke's hand.
"It's all right, though, Luke. Lucky
handled it. And I don't think
Daniel will continue to hit him. He
wanted to make Lucky afraid of
him, but that didn't happen. Hitting him
only gave Lucky more courage.
And Daniel seems to be the kind that
doesn't like anyone standing up
to him."
Luke nodded. "You're right,
darlin'. I just hope now that the rest of
this goes as well."
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