Secret Saturdays Porn Story: An unexpected romance Finale Chapter 1

Shining
tears streamed down the face of Doc Saturday. Pain and loneliness
shone in Drews eyes. Im sorry, Doc she said, pushing her
white hair behind her ears. Youll be fine with Zak. Maybe
youll find another woman to love, but Ill always be there for
our son. The Saturday family had just returned from the town
courthouse. Their divorce papers had been signed earlier that day,
but Doc took it very hard. Drew still wore the mini-dress she had
worn to court, and Doc still donned his favorite sweater. Drew had
already said her good-byes to Zak and the Cryptids. Doc, Im
interested in seeing other people. Youre a great guy, but I dont
think we should be together anymore. Im sorry. Doc stared
directly into his ex-wifes eyes. I still love you, Drew. If
things dont work out, Im here. You can come back to me. His
body shuddered as he took a long, shaky breath. Good-bye Drew.
Bye, Doc. She grabbed the last of her luggage, and hustled out
the door, not wanting her former husband to see her cry. Once
outside, Drew climbed into Doyles jeep, waiting outside the house.
Her brother gave her a sympathetic look as she sat down in the
passengers seat. He reached over to her, and she continued to sob
into her little brothers muscular shoulder. After pouring what was
left of her heart onto Doyle, she sat up and stared out the
windshield, not blinking or moving. Are you sure about this?
Doyle inquired. Just go Drew replied.

They
drove for a while, along winding country roads, the lights of the
city left far behind. The pale moon hung in the sky, it silver beams
illuminating the trees that lined the road. The shadows and the
moonlight questioned her decision. She didnt let her eyes leave
the road even once; she simply stared into an unseen world. She felt
terrible, remembering all the secret love letters she had been
sending and receiving the past few weeks.

The
jeep pulled up to a mansion at the end of the long road. Lights shone
through the high windows. The estate was grand, with cobblestones
lining the driveway. Intricately trimmed shrubs were planted in the
front of the mansion. Doyle brought the car to a stop, and looked
toward his sister. I really hope youll be okay. But dont
worry. Were all in this together, right? the red-haired man
asked. Yeah, itll be great. Thanks for being so reliable.
Drew answered. She gave Doyle a kiss on the cheek, grabbed her
suitcase, and started up the driveway.

Reaching
into her purse, Drew pulled out a small, golden key. The initials
LVR were engraved into it. She put the key into the lock, which
was surprisingly small for such a large door. Drew had to put all her
strength into opening the heavy oak door. Quietly, Drew stepped
inside, closing the door behind her.

The
inside of the mansion was even more lavish than the outside.
Priceless paintings hung on the wall. The ceilings were vaulted, and
the polished marble floor gleamed. Tall, white candles sat in silver
holders on the walls. Before her was a beautiful, white marble
staircase leading to the second floor, and a man stood at the top. He
was tall and broad shouldered, wearing a black suit with a blood red
carnation in his buttonhole. Gloves concealed his hands. The only
strange thing about him was the beige-colored mask that hid his face.
Drew, my dear Leonidus Van Rook said in a thick Russian accent.
I knew youd come. A smile spread across Drews face. I
finally left Doc. Im all yours, Leo. She dashed up the stairs,
and coiled herself around the mercenary. Van Rook held her in his
arms, overjoyed to finally be with the woman of his dreams.
Leonidus, I should have been with you from the start. Before I met
Doc, we had something special. My heart told me you were the one, but
I didnt listen. I dont_ Van Rook had placed his finger over
her lips. Hush, my love. Im here now. Lets leave the rest
behind us. He pulled up his cold, metal mask, just enough to
reveal pale pink lips and dazzlingly white teeth. Van Rook reached
down to her. Drew let her eyes flutter shut. Their lips met, and they
kissed so gently. She looked up at him, her green eyes twinkling.
Can you take your mask off? Drew whispered. I want to see
your eyes. One day, my dear. But not today. Its good to have
a little mystery in love. They smiled. Drew tried to suppress a
yawn, but to no avail. Sleep, my dear. Well talk tomorrow.
Hand in hand, they walked into Van Rooks room, and fell asleep in
each others arms.

A
few uneventful weeks passed, with Van Rook off adventuring every day,
and Drew sun tanning or reading. At the end of the week, Drew went
downstairs for breakfast, joining her new love at the table. She
sensed that Van Rook had a proposition for her, and her feeling was
correct. Is there something you wanted to ask me, darling? Drew
inquired. As a matter of fact, yes. The mercenary reached out,
and took the womans hand. You have fire in your soul. You love
adventure, right? Drew looked up at him. She could feel him
staring at her, peering into her soul. She wished she could see his
eyes, and what they were saying. Well, yes. I used to travel
everywhere with with my family. Dont you remember the battle at
Ellef Ringnes? Drew looked at him, a puzzled expression on her
face. Of course I do, how could I forget? Which is why I wanted to
ask you, Van Rook paused, and took a deep breath. Will you join
me on my adventures?

The
world stopped spinning around Drew. This man had stolen, killed, and
exploited so many Cryptids. He had endangered Doc and Zak countless
times. Worst of all, he was working for V.V. Argost, the demonic man
who dreamed of ruling the world.

Drew
hesitated before speaking. The pause seemed to last an eternity.
Youre right, I love adventure, and I love you. Its really
kind of you to be this concerned about me, too. Drew lovingly ran
her hand up Van Rooks arm. So if it makes you happy, Ill do
it. She assumed that behind his metal mask, Van Rook was beaming.
Sometimes, it disturbed her that she couldnt tell what he was
feeling. The expressionless mask sent a chill down her spine.
Wonderful! the man exclaimed. Ill call Argost and tell
him to add you to the pay roll. The Russian flipped a switch on
his wrist communicator, and a tiny screen popped up. After pressing a
few buttons, Argost appeared on the screen. What do you want?
the white-haired man said, scowling at Van Rook. Ive called to
inform you that Drew Saturday is now on your payroll. Drew shifted
her eyes around nervously. Okay, Ill_ wait, did you say Drew
Saturday? Argost asked, a look of shock dancing across his
skeletal features. Van Rook nodded. Drew works with me now. She
even lives here the mercenary explained. Argosts golden eyes
widened. His gaze seemed far away, trying to comprehend the new
information. Okay, Ill put her on the list The screen
went blank. Van Rook pushed the screen back into his wrist
communicator. Drew knew that there was a small machine gun mounted in
his other wrist band, remembering the time when one of the bullets
almost met Docs arm. One of the gadgets on his wrists beeped. He
looked down at it, then stood up quickly. Looks like your first
job is today, my dear. Theres been a sighting of the thunderbird
in Ottawa, Canada. This ones tricky, but if we can catch it,
Argost will certainly be pleased. Follow me; I already got a nice
outfit for you. Van Rook took Drews hand, and led her upstairs,
into their bedroom. Van Rook rummaged through the closet, and pulled
out a mercenary uniform, which was quite similar to his outfit. Drew
changed in the next room, pleased with the new clothes. She opened
the door and strutted up to the Russian, modeling the outfit for him.
My God, you look beautiful he stammered, amazed at how well the
uniform suited her. It was pale lavender, one of her favorite colors.
A black sheath for her fire sword was slung across her back. Her
black boots and gloves shone like polished onyx. Now, for the
final touch Van Rook said, in his thick accent. He pulled a mask
out from behind his back. It was dark onyx, with white lenses
concealing the eyes and mouth. Drew could see her reflection in it.
Oh, Leonidus, its beautiful, she said, awed by the masks
sinister beauty. Slowly, she slipped it on, getting used to the metal
against her skin. The white lenses changed her view of the world, and
for the first time, she realized what it was like to be on the other
side of the fight for Kur. Wonderful! Lets go the man said
happily. The pair walked out to the backyard, where a large, space
fighter ship waited on the grass. With the press of a button, the
door to the ship swung down, and the mercenaries climbed inside. The
engines roared, and the ship rose high into the air, bound for
Canada.

The
mercenaries arrived on the barren tundra of Ottawa, Canada, but the
Saturdays had beaten them there. Drew took a shaky breath when she
saw her ex- husband, little brother, and son climbing up to the
thunderbirds nest. The great bird sat in its home, a huge, black
bird that resembled an overgrown crow. Its wingspan was at least
fifty feet long. Leonidus, Im not sure I can do this Drew
said nervously. She was shocked at how metallic her voice sounded
while wearing her mask. He reached out to her, and took her hand,
rubbing it with his thumb. Drew, youre a very strong, beautiful
woman. Youll be fine Van Rook assured. She nodded, and glanced
out the window. Doc and Zak had spotted them, and began climbing
faster. They stood on the edge of the nest, gazing at Van Rooks
ship. The thunderbird hadnt noticed them yet; it just looked
around, gazing at the sky.

The
door of their ship opened, and the cold, Canadian wind blew past
them. Ready? Van Rook asked, turning towards Drew. She simply
nodded, and started up the jetpack he had given her. The couple flew
out of the airship, spiraling down to the nest at breakneck speeds.
They landed in front of Zak and Doc, who had drawn their cortex
disrupters on the mercenaries. Doyle had pulled out a concussion
grenade, and was ready to pull the pin. They responded by pulling
back their sleeves, revealing the tiny, yet lethal, guns strapped to
their wrists. It was a tense moment for Drew, knowing that someones
life could end at any moment. Dont even think about it, Doc
the Russian man said. The birds coming with us. With that,
he pulled a thick rope out from his pack, and proceeded to lasso the
giant bird. It barely flinched; it simply looked down at Van Rook
with an interested expression. Whos your new friend? Doyle
asked, looking towards Drew. Oh, just a special someone Van
Rook replied. Drew still had her gun pointed at Doc, who watched as
Van Rook flew to the ship and locked the massive bird in the cargo
hold. He flew back and rejoined Drews side, pointing his gun at
Zak. Doc noticed that Van Rooks new sidekick had long, white hair
sticking out from under her mask. He wondered No,
it couldnt be her
he thought. Good little Saturdays Drew said, trying to disguise
her voice, Thanks for letting us get away. Oh, Argost will be so
happy. At this comment, Doc had lunged at Drew, his power glove
emanating a bright green light. She unsheathed her fire sword and
began fighting back. Not wanting to be left out, Zak and Doyle
launched onto Van Rook and started bashing him in the head. They
fought for several minutes, with Van Rook and Drew winning the
battle. Doc kicked the mysterious apprentice in the head, and thats
when his whole world came to a screeching halt.

Drews
mask had slipped off with the force of his kick. She turned her head,
and looked directly into her ex-husbands eyes. Doc stared in
disbelief, and her son started to cry softly. Doyle looked at his
sister, becoming numb. Drewhow could you? Doc asked, pain
and sorrow burning in his eyes. Im sorry, but I love Van Rook,
and youre not going to change that. It just rips me up inside that
Ive been sending love notes to him all these years. Damn,
why did I let it slip?
Drew thought, feeling so stupid for letting out her deepest secret.
What? Doc croaked. A single tear ran down his cheek. I cant
believe you. Are you serious? His ex-wife responded with a small
nod, choking back her tears. Zak simply glared at his mother, wishing
she would vanish into thin air. Doyles stare brought a wave of
guilt over Drew, feeling his disappointment. I never want to see
you again Zak said grimly. Youre not my mom. Theres no
way a traitor like you could be my mother. Her family went back to
their airship, their quiet sobs echoing in the distance. Drew bent
and picked up her mask, and put it back on. She was comforted by the
fact that the mask would hide her tears. My dear, dont feel
bad Van Rook crooned, wrapping his arms around Drew, as she sobbed
into his chest. Theyre gone, and Ive got you by my side,
forever. The mercenaries boarded the airship, and took off for the
Weird World mansion to deliver Argosts new pet.

The
arrived in about an hour, after a silent ride in the airship. Drew
had simply wallowed in her sorrow the whole time, feeling like the
traitor she was. She cleared her throat when she felt hot tears
forming in her eyes. Together, they coaxed the thunderbird out of the
ship, and brought into Weird World through the back door. Argost was
waiting for them, looking quite pleased at the sight of the massive
bird. Excellent, its beautiful the white haired man said
happily. So is Drew Van Rook said, rubbing her slender
shoulder. She removed her mask and smiled at Argost, who stared at
her in amazement. No worries, boss, the female mercenary chimed
in, Ive joined your side in the fight for Kur. Drews
employer looked at her, and a sadistic smile crossed his face.
Thats great news, Drew. Now Ill have Kur even sooner than I
hoped! With the thunderbird delivered to its new master, the
mercenaries headed for home.

They arrived at Van Rooks mansion just
as dusk fell over the valley. The couple had changed into casual
outfits, and had decided to simply relax in their backyard after a
long, stressful, tear-filled day. The stars twinkled in the heavens,
and a gentle summer breeze made the grass rustle. The couple lay
under a large oak tree near to the rose garden, where the mercenary
had picked the most vibrant rose for his true love. Van Rook reclined
against the tree, looking down at Drew, gently stroking her hair. She
laid her head on his strong, muscular chest, running her hand along
his leg. Oh, Leonidus, arent the stars beautiful? Drew said,
looking up at him, wishing she could see his eyes. She really hoped
she could see his true face, just once. Yes, they are. Almost as
beautiful as you Van Rook replied. Drew, do you know how much I
love you? She stroked his chest and smiled. I think so. Van
Rook held her close to him, rubbing her smooth hands. Well, let me
show you he said in his hypnotic Russian accent. He reached up,
and slowly pulled off his helmet. The man Drew loved was stunning,
with jet black hair tied back in a short ponytail, and dazzling
turquoise eyes. His face was flawless, except for a few small
freckles. His perfect smile was enough to make anyone jealous. Drew
simply smiled, speechless. Van Rook bent down as Drew reached
upwards, resulting in a picture-perfect kiss. Her lips gently tugged
at his, and his tongue caressed hers. Drew ran her fingers through
his silky hair, and he gently rubbed her cheek. They laid down on the
grass, embracing so tightly that there wasnt any space left
between them, and continued to kiss. Never before had two people
loved each other that much.

Nine months later,
Drew gave birth to twins. A handsome boy named Constantine, and a
beautiful girl named Andromeda. Van Rook was such a proud father,
spending all the time he could with the children. Shortly after, he
married Drew in an elaborate wedding that took place under the great
oak tree where their love fully blossomed. Before they knew it, the
kids were already four years old. Andromeda wanted to be as
beautiful as her mom when she grew up, while Constantine dreamed of
being strong like his father. Drew and Van Rook had started a
beautiful family together, and were very proud. Doyle came over to
visit around the holidays and over the summer, joining in on the
happy memories. As for Doc and Zak, Drew never saw them again. But to
her, it didnt matter. She had fulfilled her lifelong dream: to
finally find the perfect man.

The End