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An eerie light was emitted in the night, not a terribly bright light but almost as though each and every object possessed its own form of fluorescence. In this almost-night a boy wandered, too tall to be a mere child but too innocent to be called a man, through the streets of an unnamed city. His clothes were tattered where they weren’t ripped or absent, but contrasted by the pale cleanliness of his ivory skin though these parts didn’t seem to concern him in the least. His bright, wonder-filled eyes reflected the world around him, a Dumpster to his right, piles of garbage stacked three or four feet high opposite that, all down a narrow alley leading out to a still-filthier street, but if he saw this, it didn’t diminish the magical appreciation of his gaze. Still walking, the boy caught site of a woman lying in the midst of this garbage pile, bleeding and battered and murmuring to herself. He ignored her.

Over the years this boy would grow, becoming more a man in stature and size but maintaining his overwhelming sense of wonder and curiosity. His face would become hard, his eyes cold, and the cruel nature of the world around him would seep into his bones, but still he would remain a curious, milk-skinned figure. His curiosity would attract many followers, and his childlike qualities would make him many friends in the would-be heartless society he existed, for everyone trusted him, where they could not trust the murderers and thieves they called neighbors. Naturally, this too made him many enemies, and that is where this story is to take place.

* * *

‘Alek. Alek, wake up.’

Our protagonist rose, to the call of his own name.

‘It’s time to be going. They are coming.’ This was his sarir, the woman he spent his life with, his house, his bed. Or, as close to a house and bed as any human being at this time possessed, which isn’t saying very much. Alek – the pale-boy-turned-man from earlier, for the not-so-sharp of readers – had learned from an early age to not trust anyone, no matter how close, but he faltered on this point with Eefit and wouldn’t have had it any other way.

Breathing lightly, freely, Alek took hold of a pistol beside his bed, put on his shirt, did his oral ministrations at the sink, looked around for any thing of significant value, and left the place he had spent the night. Outside, an honor guard took up post around him, eyes scanning the concrete foliage around for any sign of danger. The years had been good to Alek, promoting him to the head of a small group of mercenaries who called themselves Aidran, and now they were on the move again, tents and things being gathered up and preparing for travel. Two small tanks were being stocked with grenades and M-16s were slung over the shoulder of any man not carrying heavier weaponry.

Enemies were supposed to be coming soon, from the North, and the camp was fleeing in an orderly manner so that they could regroup with a squadron of twice the size of their current infantry and then engage the enemy with superior manpower.

Two guerillas approached Alek with a third body held between them by either arm. Seeing the insignia on the man’s chest, Alek gave the signal – a slight flick of his wrist with his ring and middle fingers down – and he was killed on the spot. A general of his rival army. That must have been how the intelligence was gathered by Eefit’s spies. They would have gotten any useful information from him, so no need to keep him alive. Alex was quite definitely king of all around him, and ruled his throne with an iron fist despite his gentle face and innocent demeanor. He was a sweet person to anyone who knew him, but his candy-filled center was protected by the coldest iron known to man.

As the general’s head exploded, a shriek escaped from chest as his heart exploded. ‘Tagged,’ said one of the guardsmen. ‘They know where we are.’ A radio turned itself on somewhere inside the General, obviously programmed to do so in case of his death, and the voice of Alek’s enemy – the only enemy he felt he had, the rest were merely pawns placed before him by said enemy – filled the air, in his strangely sing-song manner:

Some say I’m psycho, some say I’m sick
I’ve got a disease and they don’t know what to call it
Some say I’m insane, some say possessed
Either way I’m going to the loony bin nonetheless

Chills ran down Alek’s spine, and his sarir fainted, but the guardsmen held the cadaver before him until he gestured for them to take it away. Obviously not a general then, a messenger in disguise. Is the information reliable? I’d have to ask my love, but that would seem doubting, and I have the utmost faith in her abilities. No, I shall believe the information true until she tells me otherwise. Stepping through the puddle of blood and brain pooled at his feet, Alek ignored the sploshing sound and continued on his way to gear up and complete his goals.

* * *

The group of mercenaries Alek had sent out to extradite a group of dissenters from his own rank had failed. Alek knew this, but not to what degree. He had sent fifty thousand of his best troops, out of a full seventy-five thousand. Of the extradition party, only twenty thousand were left, but the Man-in-Charge was incompetent, having been put at his rank by a dying comrade who had been given charge of the quest. The comrade died of a bullet to his left temporal lobe, and the narrator must comment that he doubts he could distinguish one person from anyone else, much less remember who he was giving charge to. The incompetence of the new General can be measured by just one action: He didn’t tell Alek about the losses.

Cyril was a private. He hadn’t long-since joined Aidran, but his father had been an Aidran soldier, his father’s father, and so on down the line, Cyril’s brothers had also joined up, but quickly left the group after having been offered much more money working for Bal Han, the rival group previously mentioned, but despite this, Cyril believed himself to be loyal to the group and the Aidranian cause. He disagreed with the new commander, who had just given the order to him to pack up and move further north, away from their allies, in order to better position themselves for the coming attack. Cyril was of the opinion that they should move south to meet their allies, then use the gap between two mansions positioned nearby to bottleneck their enemies, and rain SMG and small-arms fire down at them until they could infiltrate the buildings. But it was not his to plan, and so he gave the message to the troops and saw to the packing of their make-shift camp.

* * *

No one was there. Alek, accompanied by his sarir and a small platoon of twenty men, had reached the rendezvous but the army he had been anticipating had not shown up. Alek had heard reports of a Hammer squad coming up from beyond the Smithian mansions to the north, and was desperate to inform his new commander, so that they could repel both attacks – anvil, coming from the behind, and hammer, coming from above, to crush their enemies between, an effective plan by a shrewd leader – but the army or a representative never showed. Damn. Alek and his squad decide to head back to the troops they do have, since it was highly impractical to bring the entire army with them.

* * *

The sounds of gunfire had died long since, but the fires and bullets and bodies paid tribute to what had happened to his comrades. Alek didn’t know what he could do – Bal Han had eliminated both of his armies, to his knowledge – with no soldiers left. He felt he had two options – engage now, and die honorably, or retreat into the shadows with Eefit and hope that his expectations of how Bal Han would run the new nation he planned to build were too generous in their cruelties. Alek was no coward. ‘Find them and kill.’

* * *

Cyril had visited the nearby lake to wash his uniform, but he heard iron groaning, and knowing better than to attribute such a noise to random acts
of nature, he retreated behind a condemned building, stark naked, and watched. His new commander – he wasn’t familiar with the name of him, but he didn’t care either – was accompanied by another man, and they appeared to be arguing. The new man was the incarnation of obsidian glory – dark skin, a shadowy cloak, and no light seemed to reflect off him – but as to their conversation, Cyril could not hear, so he approached with more care than the two must have taken when coming to the lake.

‘I’ve done exactly as you said!’ Commander-in-Charge.

‘It is no longer required that you send this army off the edge of the world. Aidran is dead – this is all that’s left. I want you to go back, give Alek some confidence, some men, and his death sentence.’ Cloak.

‘Then what was the point in coming this far, only to return to where I came from?’ A shriek. CIC.

‘Points… you want points? Points I have, points I can give you,’ and with this he unsheathed a hitherto unnoticed sword from his side and pressed the tip forcefully into the shoulder of his would-be ally. ‘Here’s a point for you. Any other points are mine to know, do we understand?’ The pressure released on his sword, and the skin that was being displaced returned, but the silhouette turned the blade up towards the Commander’s throat.

‘We understand,’ stuttering.

Cyril did not want to die, so he fled, without concern for sound or any thing else. The cloak had been looking into his eyes when he asked, and Cyril took this for his dismissal by the unknown figure. He did not stop running (south, as the case may be) until he came upon the ruins of what appeared to be a camp of mercenaries – dead mercenaries. Stopping to view the uniforms of the fallen soldiers, Cyril understood what he was looking at and screamed.

* * *

A guttural yell pierced through the coming dawn, and Alek tracked it down. The sound emanated from a man of no more than twenty, hate and loss mixed in his eyes. His hands were bloody and his face haggard, but Alek felt only a burning desire for vengeance and noticed not the uniform of the man he attacked but merely the emotion – anger.

Alek did not favor the sub-machine guns his troops did, nor even the grenades and smoke bombs. No, instead he carried a six-shot revolver, an old, old Gary Reeder 500 BMF .50 Maximum. Most people would tell you that the gun was a piece of plumbing tube with a trigger, shooting kitchen sinks, but Alek could handle the recoil. One shot from the gun would knock over an elephant with a well-placed shot, and no armor made could stop it. It lived up to it’s namesake – best made firearm. He cooked off a shot, and felt the ground jerk upwards to hit him in the back.

* * *

No sooner had he yelled than a figure appeared before Cyril, and he was ready for it. But then he recognized the man he was squaring off against and almost passed out. It was Alek himself. Before he could stop the man, however, his opponent shot at him. Cyril had been conditioned against small arms fire, but this gun was a rocket launcher if he ever saw one. The Boom! at thirty feet nearly burst his eardrums, and he only barely made it away from the shot. The second time, he wasn’t so lucky, and his chest exploded like a rotten egg in the microwave too long.

* * *

Alek examined the body of the man he had just killed – an agile man, no doubt, to dodge his shot – and realized it was one of his own. He had shot too soon, without thinking. He reached into the man’s pockets, and found a hunting knife and an identification. Morocco Cyril, seventeen years old, a soldier of five year’s experience. Alek had known Cyril’s father, Antony Cyril, for over twenty-five years. The man had given his life for Alek.

* * *

‘What is wrong, my heart?’ asked Eefit.

‘I just killed a man,’ replied Alek.

‘Why, that’s wonderful news! What was his rank?’

‘A private in the Royal Armies of Aidran, son of Antony Cyril, martyr to the life of Megamus Aleksys.’

‘Oh my god….’

‘Strangely, I don’t think he would help me now.’

‘What are you going to do?’

‘What can I do? This has gone on too long. It’s time to end this fighting.

* * *

Alek knew where to find Bal Han, and he entered the encampments alone. A group of several soldiers tried to stop him, but he carved his path through them without a second thought. ‘I challenge you to end this, Bal! Enough men have died for our strife!’ In this proclamation, one could almost see the face of the boy with whom we have already been acquainted.

Bal Han’s reply: ‘I kill your army, and you offer me a duel? What kind of fool do you think I am? I could have you killed right now if I saw what good it would do. You are defeated, so live, defeated and forsaken!’

‘Knives it is then,’ and Alek rushes towards his enemy. The tide of soldiers around him close, but Alek stabs his way through, kicking, biting, before being overwhelmed. The weight of a thousand-plus men bears down upon him but he continues fighting from the ground, keeping knees off his windpipe and feet from his face, but defense quickly becomes his only method of survival.

‘Leave him be,’ comes the order from the throne. ‘I shall grant you your duel, Alek, this is too pathetic to bear.’ Drawing an axe, Bal Han approaches his enemy.

A few unsteady blows later, Alek falls, able only to defend himself from his enemy’s axe with his sword, and making every effort to get up while keeping his sword in play. Laughter ensues from the crowd around him, and even the ever-serious Bal Han realizes the irony of the situation. In his mercy, Bal strikes down with all his might and crushes the sword in Alek’s grip, taking no less than two fingers with him. Alek kicks upwards, a hard blow to Bal’s sternum, and Bal falls back. Scrambling up, Alek runs off, followed only by the laughter of his victorious opponent.

* * *

Mending his wounds, Eefit makes small noises of sympathy, but Alek pays no attention. Not only was he dead, he was dishonored. His army was obliterated, his enemy had won, and even the duel was an utter loss. But worse of all, he had killed his best friend’s son. Eefit was all that he had left, and they both knew it.

‘I love you, you are my every thing. If the world blows up, I couldn’t care less, as long as I have you.’ Alek truly meant the words he said, and it is the opinion of the narrator that it was the reply that killed him.

‘Too bad, Alek. That’s too bad.’ With these words she reached into her blouse and pulled out a small, leather-bound packet and said ‘Read.’

The person who bares this letter works at the command of the Empire of Avydus. You are to do exactly as instructed without question and with utter discretion at the price of your head.

The Royal Courts of Avydus
Emperor Bal Han

Tears rolling down his eyes, Alek lost all hope. ‘Get out. Get out! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!’ and Eefit left Alek in the ally where he lay, among a large pile of garbage with a dumpster supporting his feet.

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Summer had finally arrived. Not a moment too soon—I was going nuts. I finished up my Sophomore year, mostly uneventful. Although we did win the state championship, mostly cause of me, it went unrecognized, like someone else had done it. Seniors—seniors---seniors. Like the rest of the team wasn't even there. It was fucking with my head, and began more and more diving into the world of male prostitution and drugs, and less mowing yards, and football. I still worked out a lot—had to keep...

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Greta Part 1

She logged into Fetlife and saw there were four messages in her inbox. One of them caught her eye immediately. She didn't recognise the user name but her attention was drawn to the subject line. It said "NYC accommodation". She clicked on the message then started to read it.Dear Velvet,I stumbled across your profile and was intrigued by your offer of sexual favours in exchange for accommodation in New York. I have an apartment near Central Park and would love to offer you a room for a week. I...

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Last In Line Part 1

Last in LineAlison did not really know what 'Last in Line' meant. Ever since receiving notice of her punishment, and drawing the dreaded lot, younger girls passing her in the corridor sniggered, and the older girls gave her long, knowing looks. But what was it all about?Alison received a rather brusque, indeed rough, examination yesterday from Matron. Following the examination, all the girls scheduled for that week's punishment session gathered in the gymnasium, to draw lots handed out by...

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Super FluChapter 15

Junior stared toward the house where Shelley and Janet had disappeared. Hell, the girl was only fifteen, just a kid. He looked back on their afternoon together with fresh eyes. Her eagerness to go with him, the way she had gunned the motor on the ATV several times making it necessary to hold tight to her. He remembered how his hand had brushed the underside of her large breast accidentally. Now he wondered if it was totally accidental. The way Shelley clutched at his arm when they first saw...

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The Thorned Rose Ch04

“The Orcess, while dominant in her nature, I have found, can be subdued with the right leverage. While they strive to come across as in charge and powerful, a statement certainly enhanced by their obvious strength and physical prowess, they, like most I have found, can be easily manipulated with the promise of pleasure.” “Hey, fuck you!” The Orcess, Linza growled, digging her fingertips into the softness of Scarlett's plush ass cheeks, glaring up at him. Scarlett glanced back and down...

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Twins

Twins by DKB So, you may be asking, what's it like going out with an identical twin? Well, it's really just like you'd expect. It's a bit confusing at first, especially if he doesn't tell you and when you meet his brother the first time you think it's him and they laugh about it so much, which is a bit childish. But when you get to know them well you realise they're not exactly identical. Chris is just slightly taller. And Sam's lips curl slightly differently when he smiles. And Chris...

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Mami ka sath kiya payaar

Hello ISS reader hai ma aap logo ko ak new romantic story likh raha haoi ya kahni mara mamai ke hai mari mamai ak sunder or lady hai unka nipplekhush kass bada nahi par theak hai . Hum dono ma khoob majak hota hai human don ak dosra ka friend jasa hai hamri joined family hair mari mamai ke age 33 hai or ak chooti beti bhi hai jis kam naam chinni hai. Huim dono sath ma ghum ta drive ma jath or sath ma dinner bhi karth mamai muja bhoot pasand karthi hai who kahthi agar mari shddai tara mama sa...

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A night out with Victor

Saturday night my loving husband proposed to go out. I accepted the offer and made my way upstairs to start getting ready.Soon Victor joined me in the bathroom and we hopped into the shower together. It was not long till my man pinned me against the wall of the shower. We kissed aggressively with passion while he rubbed my pussy up and down. Once our lips parted his hands moved onto my ass and he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as his hard cock slid into my pussy and Victor...

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Once I was in Dallas on business and stayed over the weekend to check out the city. There was a guitar show in a hotel close to where I was staying which I thought would be fun. I am a small time guitar collector and familiar with these weekend shows held all around the country. They often have great deals, especially as a show closes on Sunday afternoon and dealers are looking to unload merchandise. Usually I quickly scope out all the dealer stands for items I was interested in, then go back...

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TouchMyWife Arietta Adams Serviced For Service

I (Jovan Jordan) love a good barbecue, especially on Memorial Day. When Dylan’s wife Arietta Adams stayed behind to help me clean up after the celebrations, I didn’t think anything of it. I mean, she did drop a few hints – telling me she was hungry for a big juicy sausage. Still, I wasn’t quite prepared for what she proposed next. Apparently, her man Dylan likes to watch her get fucked. Their anniversary is coming up and she wants me to make a video with her, so we can...

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I arrived early in the morning to get some e-mails taken care of before the other workers came in and took up all the computers. To my pleasant surprise she was in early also. I thought to myself, it is now or never. So I started telling her a story. It was not un-true, but I definetly added detail. She was setting at her desk directly across from, and facing mine, in the small, 4 desk office. "Hey, I had a dream about you last night. It may not be appropriate to tell you this, but I...

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"Hey everyone, look who's here. It's Faith and Scooter." She heard someone announce as they walked in the door. She thought she detected a trace of disdain or mocking in the tone when the voice said her husbands name. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle this evening. The last time they went to a party she got drunk and pulled a train in the back yard of her friends house. Her husband never knew because as each guy took his turn on her others kept the dumb ass busy inside. He was stupid...

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~~Eric~~ “I’m busy! Come back later,” he called out to the hallway. Please go away. He could have life-altering conversations with other werewolves later. Right now, he very much wanted to fuck the small woman giggling and trembling on his bathroom floor. “Open the fucking door or I break it down,” the woman said. Avery, she’d said her name was. Hadn’t even seen her face yet and he was hating her guts. Fiona managed to smile up at him, before she grabbed the tub ledge, and forced herself...

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For the last half an hour I have been sat here looking at this single point on the wall. No, looking is the wrong description as it would suggest that I was seeing and the truth is that I have witnessed nothing at all. The noise of the children arguing downstairs washes over me like as though some audible tide is forever on the turn. Only the slam of the front door as it settles back in its frame after the children have exploded out of it does my attention re-focus to the room. I walk languidly...

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The School Dad

This story is based in truth, I have changed the name of course... I hope you enjoy it.---------------------------------------Sam's phone beeped with an incoming message. She look at the illuminated screen displaying the name of her son's school friend's dad. Strange, she thought why would he be texting her as they had barely spoken over the past 6 months since their k**s started school together. In fact last time they saw each other which was only a couple of days ago all he did was give her a...

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Forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest

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Time Assassin

April 30, 1863 was like any spring day in the Spotsylvania Wilderness for Emma Harris, who was struggling to survive alone in the wild tangle of trees and thickets of northern Virginia. She had expected life in the wilderness to be difficult, but she had not expected to be facing it alone. She and her husband John, had moved here five years earlier to begin their new life together as farmers.Unfortunately, the poor soil of this small farm could not support the Harris’ subsistence lifestyle....

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Lesbian Hitchhiker Part 1

Hello, my name is Megan. Though I don't usualy make a habit of hitchhiking, let me tell you a story about one of the times that I had to, and it led to the greatest decision of my life. My car had broken down one day, so I was stuck there on the side of the road hitchhiking, when a car actualy pulled up. Inside was a beautiful woman, she had perfect DD breasts and long blonde hair, though I have C breasts, I felt a little inadequate. "Need a ride?" She asks, looking me over. "Okay," I say, and...

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Painting

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My I Love to Eat Pussy TShirt Part 1

What the hell? Most of the places I frequent wouldn’t have a clue what the print on the front of my t-shirt meant. My friend at the screen print business didn’t even know, but when she asked, I told her the truth, “Look, Katie, I’m gettin’ too old to chase women, so we’ll see if this shirt will get some results. I’ve been divorced for seventeen years, but I still need a woman’s company once in a while. At 63 years old, it’s just a little harder to get women to believe I’m serious about sex....

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A Certain Sort of SisterChapter 9

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Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. * Magnolia Retreat was a beautiful place, but I still didn’t understand why my mother insisted on going there rather than stay with us. I was the eldest daughter and felt responsible for her since Dad died three years ago. She was only sixty-three years old and in pretty good shape for an old lady. I shouldn’t say things like that about my mother. She was in good health but needed a few things to help her stay that way. One pill kept...

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A very good view 3 P

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Travel Agency Scouts

=== Travel Agency: Scouts === by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial website or mailing list. The Travel Agency setting is used with Morpheus' permission; thanks to Morpheus for beta-reading the first draft. "Travel Agency: Scouts" first appeared on the morpheuscabinet mailing list in January 2013; a slightly different version appeared on...

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The Storm

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My 1st lady older Than Me

My first experience with an older woman, oh my word. I hope that you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed her and her me. This happened a long time ago, at least 8 years ago, she was old enough to be my mother. So sit back and enjoy. I was working as a barman at a 40th birthday party I met this stunning lady, her name was Sandy. She had long black hair, she had curves in all the right places, the perfect perky C cup breasts and her eyes were the kind of eyes that once you look into them you...

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Bible Black Precognition

I awoke. My body was covered in sweat. I was incredibly excited because of that dream. I immediately masturbated until I came… four times. Uncontrollable lust finally left my body allowing me to come to my senses. The dreams. They were so real. No. They were beyond doubt real. I not only saw it, I felt it! My body still feels it. I gasped as I checked the clock. It showed that it was still 5 months before the events of my dreams. 5 months before La Noche de Walpurgis.

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