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“What did you say?” Bert asked, flabbergasted at what he’d just learned.
“The barrier that was protecting the land had weakened enough to where it was fading...” Sheena reiterated, before Bert cut her off.
“I can’t believe it! It’s impossible!!” the man gasped.
“Well, it is. On top of which, the evil contained there has only festered and become vengeful,” Jason stated. He then launched into a detailed account of their fight with the children and what they tried to do to them. Sophia and Jackson clasped their children, fearful that their babies would become like those beasts.
“So, we need to know what exactly it is that we’re dealing with. Any insight you could give us would be a welcome reprieve from knowing nothing about our enemy,” Sheena said.
“Sadly, I don’t know of any history or people who might know what it is you’re dealing with. These things ... children ... they are the very stuff of nightmares, and I have no idea on how to fight them or what to do about them. I’m sorry,” Bert replied.
“Damn! I guess we’re going to be fighting these things the hard way. They are susceptible to fire, thank Gaia, so we have that on our side,” Jason groaned.
“There ... might be ... something that ... you can try,” Bert suggested.
“Which is what?” Sheena asked.
“To speak to the souls of the Shaman directly,” Bert told the couple.
“Wait, we can do that?” Jason asked, surprised.
“It’s a rare talent from what I understand. I haven’t been able to do it myself, because I have had no one to show me how to do it,” Sheena grumbled.
“How would you speak to the souls of the Shaman directly? Wouldn’t they be one with Gaia right now?” Sophia interjected.
“Normally, they would be. Because of the sacrifice they made to protect the tribe and contain the evil, their souls are still here on this world. It is their souls that help keep the barrier up to keep us all safe from whatever lies in the forest,” Bert replied.
“Because they did that, we could theoretically summon them?” Jason asked.
“Yes. Since you have all empowered the barrier with your magics, it will be easier to commune with the Shaman. There is a catch though,” Bert went on.
“Of course there’s a catch, there’s always a catch,” Jackson mumbled, which earned him a withering look from his wife. Smiling sheepishly, Jackson mimed zipping his lips shut before Bert continued.
“In order to summon the spirit of those who have passed away, but not moved on, one of their blood must be present for the summoning. It’s easier if the summoning is done by their own blood, but being present will also do the job,” Bert stated.
“How do you know this?” Sheena queried.
“It is something that is spoken of among those who were of the Shaman bloodlines. I am among those bloodlines,” Bert replied with a smile.
“You are one of the descendants of the original Shaman who used their lives to cage the evil?” Jason wondered in awe.
“That’s right. The warrior survivor was my great, great grandfather, who was the son of the lead Shaman. The story of what happened back then had been passed down from generation to generation. We were lucky that we held onto that story, with what the whites did to our people,” Bert sighed.
“Maybe Gaia could help you in reclaiming what was once lost,” Jason replied.
“How do you mean?” Sheena questioned.
“If we could speak to the souls of ages past, maybe you could ask them questions of how things were back then. The stories and traditions of your people could be restored. If you were speaking to such a soul, yes?” Jason asked.
“I ... I think it could!” Bert replied, his eyes lighting up in wonder.
“Do you think ... might you be willing to help us commune with these spirits? If you could, we could all benefit from speaking to them. Us, knowing what kind of foe we face, and you restoring your tribe’s lost histories and traditions,” Jason suggested.
“Absolutely! I would be delighted to help!” Bert enthused, sounding like a kid at Christmas. Sophia looked at Jason and chuckled to herself, shaking her head.
“What?” Sheena asked, eyeing her aunt with mild suspicion.
“No, it’s just ironic, is all. Whites put our people through hell with the cultural genocide, and here is a white boy, looking to bring it all back,” Sophia smiled. “You might want to keep him. I know if I was you, I would.”
“Oh, that’s the plan, auntie. Any woman who tries to take him from me will have to pry him away from cold, dead hands,” Sheena grinned.
“Says who they’d be successful?” Jason remarked. “I spent years pining for you, hoping I’d find you again. Now that I have you back, don’t expect that any woman would just take me from you that easily.”
“Oh ... you...” Sheena gushed, before she pasted her mouth to his, kissing her man fervently.
The couple lost themselves in the kiss, enjoying the moment. A polite cough snapped them out of it, and they turned to see Bert, Jackson and Sophia almost laughing at them, while Phalmina smirked. Sophia, though, looked a bit flushed and fanned herself with her hand for a few moments, while shooting smoldering looks Jackson’s way.
“If you two are done? We kind of have some work to do,” Phalmina huffed, while shooting a glance at Jason.
“Aw, come now. No need to be jelly. You get just as much sugar as I do,” Sheena told the fairy while booping her on the nose. The fairy woman wrinkled her nose, but smiled warmly at the Shaman, knowing that she spoke the truth.
“Before we leave, there is a very important matter that needs to be addressed. Your family’s safety,” Jason said, speaking to Jackson and Sophia. He detailed the threat that the wraith represented, which left them fearful, until he mentioned the protection that could be given to them.
“You can ... protect us?” Jackson wondered, awe tinging his voice.
“Yes, we can. Let’s start with some stones,” Sheena stated, before she walked out the front door. She returned a few minutes later, with several smooth, gray stones she grabbed from outside.
Jason started chanting, bringing out the magic of the Earth Mother to empower the stones. Phalmina joined in the chant, and the stones floated out of Sheena’s hands. At that moment, Sheena chanted as well, adding her power to the spell Jason had started. The stones shone and glimmered in the green light that emanated from the three Gaians. As they chanted, the magic of Gaia slowly etched the five stones that hovered there.
It didn’t take long, as all three of them were familiar with the spell. The moment the etchings were complete, magic filled the recesses, feeding the stones the power they needed to protect their bearers. The magic faded, and the stones moved towards Bert, Sophia and Jackson, each one of them receiving one stone each. Sheena’s aunt and uncle got an extra stone each meant for their children.
“That will keep you safe when you’re out and around. Now, we will make sure that your home truly is a sanctuary,” Phalmina told them as she started up the next spell.
The chant on this one was clearer, more strident as the runes came into being around Phalmina. Jason and Sheena joined in, bring their runes to life as they intertwined with the fairy’s. Bert, Sophia and Jackson watched in awe as the magic was worked and brought to a crescendo before it was released. It spread across the house like wildfire, embedding itself into the home so every square inch was protected.
“It is done. Your home is now protected against all who practice Dark Magic,” Jason stated as he took a seat, catching his breath. Sheena sat next to him, taking a beat.
“You two OK?” Sophia asked worriedly.
“We’ll be OK, auntie. Using protective magic like that, it can be a bit draining. Just some water and we should be right as rain,” Sheena told her. Sophia dashed into the kitchen and came back with a trio of tall glasses filled with water. Jason, Sheena and Phalmina accepted the water gratefully, drinking them down in a flash.
“Thank you!” Phalmina said to her.
“No problem,” Sophia smiled.
“Make sure you keep those stones on you at all times. It’s the only way that you and the kids will stay protected whenever you’re outside of the house,” Sheena reiterated.
“We’ll make them into necklaces or bracelets or something. Thank you for warning us about what’s out there,” Jackson replied as he hugged his niece. The couple said their goodbyes to the Gaians and Bert, who promised to stop by later when he got back. As they left, Sophia shook her head, thinking about everything she had learned in the last few days.
“What is it, hon?” Jackson asked.
“It’s just both amazing and terrifying, finding out that the world is more than what we thought it was,” Sophia stated.
“It is. When you think about it, the world always was like this. We just didn’t know how or why. At least now, we know,” Jackson told her.
Sophia smirked as she mulled over her husband’s words, thinking how he wasn’t wrong. Though there was great beauty and amazing things to the world they lived in, there was also a measure of genuine danger. At least, with her niece as a Shaman, she was confident that they, at least, would be safe from any danger that came knocking.
The wraith-child stood in an apartment, standing over a rapidly dying man. He gasped, trying to beg the creature for his life, but the plea fell on deaf ears, as it drained the last of his lifeforce from him. The last of his essence was taken and fed the hunger of the creature, giving it the energy it needed to continue its existence. It breathed, which seemed a strange action to it, but ... interesting, as it surveyed its surroundings.
The apartment itself was a lavish affair, decorated with many expensive things, from classical paintings, to the latest electronics and trendy gadgets. It was also painstakingly tidy, which the wraith-child found as ... odd. When it originally went with the man, it sensed the darkness within him and hoped that the human could lead it to a source, like the Dark Heart, to help its new ally claim her freedom.
Instead, the darkness it sensed was of another nature entirely. The nature of the man was that of a predator, one who preyed upon small children for his own ends. It sensed the stench of death upon him, which told it what he did with the children when he was done with them.
It could have had a use for this man, if he had known its true nature and payed it the respect it was due. Instead, he had thought it was a lost child and had brought her to his home, thinking to use her. Now that he was gone, the wraith-child thought to use this home as its own. It had no other place of safe harbor, aside from the forest, but that was surrounded by a barrier that was ... troublesome to cross.
It would have dearly loved to invoke Dark Magic to place protections that Gaians could not penetrate, but it lacked the power to do so. Still, there was no way the Gaians could know absolutely everything, so the apartment as it was would do. It looked around, not knowing how everything worked, but it was intelligent enough to read. It would learn how to work everything in the apartment, eventually.
But for now, it would have to find a way to blend in and not stand out. If it stood out, then the Gaians would surely come looking for it. Though it had additional power to draw from, the wraith-child would prefer to avoid them if possible. For the moment, at any rate, until it became powerful enough to confront them and win.
The wraith-child searched the apartment, starting with the kitchen and living room, but found nothing of use. It continued its search to the bathroom and spare room, before concluding its search in the owner’s bedroom. It felt a ... strange sensation that felt like emotion, yet not. The creature searched around until it found a curious thing. A box, hidden beneath the bed, stored in a way that made it seem irrelevant.
It pulled the box out and opened it, seeing clothes that were sized for children within it. The wraith-child now knew why this box reeked of emotion. The clothing that lay inside were those of the children the apartment’s former owner had killed. The terror of each child’s final moments lay upon those garments and inhaled the scent, reveling in it.
It wasn’t the soul of the dead children in question, but it would do as a source of comfort for it. This man, whoever he was, wasn’t a true acolyte of the darkness, but a pretender. One who used the darkness for their own ends. They didn’t embrace the darkness and become it, thus they were nothing in its eyes.
The creature rummaged through the clothing, looking for something that fit. After a few minutes of trying on differing clothes, it finally found an outfit that fit and suited its needs. The wraith-child needed to look innocent and harmless, which would keep any of its hunters off its scent. At the bottom, it found several pairs of shoes and after selecting the largest pair; it slipped them on, its disguise complete.
It stood up and left the room, shutting off the light. Though it could have left it on, it knew from what memories it absorbed about what would and would not draw attention. Many of the memories it had found from the souls of its victims were useless, but there were small bits of wisdom here and there.
It walked back to where the corpse of the man was and started breaking it down, snapping the corpse’s limbs like twigs. This bit of information came from the soul it had just consumed; never leave a body lying around. It draws attention and uncomfortable questions. It then hunted for garbage bags, finding them beneath the kitchen sink.
The wraith-child loaded the bags with the remnants of the man. Being a dried out corpse made disposing of him much easier and far less messy than a regular corpse. Once he was stowed in the garbage bags, the creature grabbed the keys and walked out with the bags. After disposing them in the dumpster behind the building, the wraith-child left, resuming its search for any who practiced the dark arts.
“There’s nothing!” Konstantin growled as he watched the footage yet again. Meera Sadeghi cursed in Arabic, angry that the CCTV camera had delivered nothing. There was no one on the recorded video and no sign of their passing.
“How the fuck did he do that?” Meera grumbled.
“He must have had the CCTV on a time loop. Bastard’s quite clever,” Thermopolous rumbled. Sadeghi continued to curse, and had Konstantin been able to understand them, he would have blinked in surprise. As it was, he just smirked at Meera as she kept swearing. Doing this earned him a hard glare, which should have withered his manhood, but Thermopolous just smiled wider.
“Why the fuck are you smiling?” she seethed.
“What? You look cute when you get all huffy and angry,” the man chuckled. Meera bristled and rolled her eyes at the comment. Though a part of her did admit that she liked the thought of Konstantin finding her cute like that. The same part of her wondered what he thought of her when she smiled. Meera then put her focus on trying to figure out who had been in the morgue before they were.
“Any ideas on who our mystery guest could be?” she asked.
“None, but I think there is something that we could do to find out. Mind you ... it’s not exactly legal. Per se,” Konstantin offered.
“What’s the idea?” Sadeghi asked, already knowing that she was going to regret asking.
“We bug the morgue. We won’t be able to see who it is, but we will know what they sound like and if we’re lucky, they’ll identify themselves next time they visit,” Thermopolous offered.
“Off the books surveillance? On one of our own? Are you crazy?” she groused, more than a little uncomfortable with the idea.
“Do you have any better ideas? We’re fresh out of leads, have no fresh evidence, and no persons of interest have popped up on our radar. Unless you know something that I don’t?” Konstantin reminded her.
“No, I don’t. If there’s nothing else, then it’s our only option. It’s still a horrible idea, though. If we get caught, it’s our butts in the sling and there will be no coming back from it,” Meera told her partner.
“You don’t have to tell me that. No one else will be looped in on this. Just you and me and that’s the way it’s going to stay,” Konstantin reassured her.
“Good! How are you going to bug the morgue without Randy noticing?” Sadeghi questioned. “It’s not like either of us can just get our hands on the equipment we need without being noticed.”
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that detail. I have a few friends who owe me some favors, so I’ll handle it,” Detective Thermopolous told her.
Meera was a little leery about going down this route, but they had little choice in the matter. They needed to turn up something on this case, as the captain was up their asses on finding any new leads. She only hoped that what they found would help close this case, as it was getting to her. Sadeghi sighed as she couldn’t shake the feeling of a dark presence overshadowing this case.
“That was ... wow!” Bert breathed as the car passed through the barrier to the house.
“I know! I’ve been back and forth through it and I’m still not used to it!” Sheena agreed as she drove the car up to the old building.
“You’ll want to come in and meet up with everyone who’s here then?” Jason asked.
“Um, yeah! It’s not every day that you get to meet beings such as yourselves!” Bert enthused, as he smiled at Phalmina.
“FYI, I’m not the only fairy here,” Phalmina smirked as she got out of the car.
“There are more? I thought your kind were nearly extinct!” Bert breathed.
“Not quite. And there is hope for our kind yet,” she replied as she caressed her belly protectively.
“You have...”
“Yup! I’m not the only one carrying a new life within me either,” she smiled as the quartet entered the house.
“ ... something happened there, but we have yet to determine what exactly. There were traces of Dark Magic, but we have no idea of what happened there,” Emalia finished.
“What happened where?” Sheena asked, startling the chattering group.
“Mina! Glad you are here! Something happened here this morning,” Emalia stated.
She then went into explaining what Xaera had sensed and how they both went to see what it was. What they found at the spot where there was a resonance of Dark Magic, but little else. They had found nothing specific, but if it involved Dark Magic, it couldn’t be good.
“Hearing this kind of news is never good. But we have some news of our own. Everyone, this is Bert Redhead, a tribal elder who will help us in finding out about what lies within the forest,” Phalmina told everyone there.
Bert met everyone there, one by one, and though he was disturbed at the sight of Xaera, he quickly got over his fear. After they made introductions, Bert then explained what he had in mind, so they could learn of their enemy.
“So wait a minute. You’re saying that it’s possible to speak to the souls of those who have passed on?” Karla asked, her interest in the possibility evident.
“Yes, but only if they haven’t become one with Gaia and are still wandering the earth. Only those who still have purpose here or who have refused to move on will still be here,” Bert explained.
“How do you know who is still here and who isn’t?” she pressed.
“That is something I do not know. Only those tied into the primal power of the Great Spirit would know,” Bert replied.
“OK. Thank you for answering my questions though,” Karla thanked the man.
“You lot going to head out back to perform this ritual?” Luke questioned.
“Yeah. Why, you bored?” Jason wondered.
“A little and I’d like to see this ritual performed. It’s not exactly something you get to see happen everyday you know,” the young man stated. The rest of the group agreed, and they all asked if it was OK to tag along.
“I don’t see the harm in it. As long as everyone stays quiet and doesn’t interfere. It’s a very delicate ritual that requires absolute concentration,” Sheena told them.
“You don’t have to worry about anything from us. Hell, I’d treat this as a history class from beyond, and I’m sure my auntie will attest to how much I love history!” Karla enthused. The others there echoed her sentiment, and both Bert and Sheena allowed them to come along. Xaera joined them as well, after casting her daylight resistance spell, so she could walk out in the sun.
“So, Bert, where do we start?” Sheena asked.
“According to this book, we have to find the exact spot where the Shaman performed the protection ritual,” Bert replied as he pulled a thick, leather bound tome from a satchel he was wearing.
“May I have a look?” Sheena asked, gesturing to the book that Bert held. He nodded and handed it to her. She looked through it and leafed through several pages, so she understood what it was she was supposed to do.
“All right. Jason, I’m going to need your help with this. It’s going to require a lot of magic to invoke the spirits,” Sheena told him.
The redheaded man nodded and let her start by tapping into the primordial power of Gaia. She directed the flow of it, seeking the spot where the Shaman enacted their spell. The magic slithered along the ground, heading for the spot like a heat-seeking missile. It then stopped, pulsing as it waited for Sheena to come and wield it.
“Bert, if you would join me, please? I will need you as part of the ritual in order to bring them forth,” she asked.
“I would be honored,” Bert smiled as he walked over to the spot where the ball of magic waited.
Sheena was right behind him, as was Jason, who kept his magic handy for when Sheena would need it. The moment they stepped onto the spot, the magic burst outwards, like a firework, lines and runes illuminating the ground. They were flickering slightly, and that’s when Jason took his cue, feeding what magic he had to empower the runes and outlines.
“Wha ... this is ... in the language of our people!” Bert stuttered.
“Can you read it?” Sheena asked.
“Yes ... yes, I can!” he replied excitedly. He looked over at one passage, mumbling to himself, before his face lit up.
“This is a summoning that anyone can do, provided they are of the bloodlines needed to enact it!” Bert gibbered.
“It’s going to have to be you, Bert. Jason and I are doing what we can to hold the runes in place,” Sheena told him.
“Why can’t you let it go?” he asked.
“I can sense the magic here and its purpose. It was hidden and done so for a reason. The only way it stays illuminated is if we keep feeding magic to it!” Sheena replied.
“It’s also taking considerable concentration to keep it illuminated! Almost like it wants to hide again!” Jason replied, straining slightly.
“Ok! Let me find the start of the ritual!” Bert yipped as he scrambled to find its beginning. He found it a few minutes later and followed it around to be sure he was headed the right way. Once he was certain he had the sequence correct, Bert began doing the ritual, chanting in the tongue of his ancestors. He did the motions that went with each sequence, imploring the souls of the lost Shaman to come forth.
Jason kept his focus on the flow of magic, so Bert could see what he had to do. He was watching Bert go through the motions out of the corner of his eye, and what he saw made him smile. It looked like a rain dance of sorts, blended with something almost like a Maori Haka. Though he wanted to watch, Jason had to keep his concentration absolute, if this was to work.
Bert finally moved to the center, calling upon the spirits of the departed to make themselves known to the living. How blood called them and demanded that they show themselves. Moments after the ritual was completed, a deep thrumming sounded from the ground beneath them. The lines brightened, and the runes flared, giving light and life to the ritual that had been completed.
A bluish mist rose out of the runes, climbing upwards to form a humanoid shape. It coalesced, becoming more defined in its shape and form. Seconds afterwards, it finished forming and the soul of the long dead Shaman stood in front of them. He was bare chested, with several necklaces dangling off his neck. He wore deerskin pants, with tassets in the front and back, decorated with ornamental beadwork.
A staff topped with a wolf skull was in his hands and a larger wolf skull was perched on his head. His features were that of an older man, with weathered lines and sharp eyes that had seen much. His hair was two toned, which suggested that he was graying when he died, but it was difficult to tell, as he was all blue.
“Who has summoned me?” he asked, his voice ethereal and spooky. Bert hesitated and gulped, never having seen, much less performed, a summoning before. Yet he was also in awe that he was in the presence of his ancestor, whom he could speak to.
“I ask again, who has summoned me? Did you, Shaman?” he asked, directing the question to Sheena.
“No, I haven’t. Bert?” she called. The Shaman blinked, then turned to regard Bert, taking the sight of the man in. He then sighed, which sounded odd, coming from a spirit.
“So, my son did go as I told him to,” the Shaman said.
“He did. You know who I am?” Bert asked.
“I do. I can see it in your features. You are descended of my son, who carried news of what we had done to contain the evil here,” the Shaman replied.
“He did bring the news, but it wasn’t known what lay within the forest,” Bert told him.
“That was my son’s duty. To stay behind and tell of the sacred charge that was laid upon him and his children,” the Shaman stated. “I have sensed the lifeblood, which holds the evil, weakening. Why is this?”
“Because the evil you hoped to contain is far more powerful than you thought,” Jason replied.
“That’s impossible! We knew we would be called, but the evil should not be this strong! It hasn’t had enough time to become like this!” the spirit rebuffed.
“Well, it has had over a century to grow its power, and going by the creatures we battled in the forest, I’d say its power is ... considerable,” Sheena told him.
“More than a century?!? Why were we not called before then?? Why was the evil allowed to stay here for so long?!?” the spirit raged.
“So much has changed since those days, honored ancestor. Because of what the whites have done to our people, we couldn’t come back and finish what they started. We didn’t have the power and didn’t know how to find it again,” Bert told him.
“Because of men like him!” the Shaman accused. “Brothers! Join me in expelling this stain upon our lands!”
The Shaman chanted, and the spirits of other Shaman materialized out of the same blue mist. They were all garbed much like he was, but each represented a different animal. One was garbed in raven feathers, while another wore the furs of a bear. The third had the pelt of a caribou draped all over him, while the fourth sported eagle feathers, as part of his motif.
They all joined their fellow Shaman in the chant, building a spell of power to destroy Jason where he stood. Sheena began a chant of her own, leaping to Jason’s defense, but he waved her off. Without a single word, Jason embraced the primordial power of Gaia, letting it flow through him like a river. The sheer might of magic that he commanded got the attention of the Shaman who stopped their chant and stared in awe.
“H ... how??” the lead Shaman gasped.
“It was a gift, bestowed by Gaia herself. It wasn’t just your people who were betrayed. Many centuries before, my own people of ancient Scandinavia wielded this power in Gaia’s name. We were happy, peaceful and in balance with the Earth Mother. Until the missionaries came with their message of conversion. They called us blasphemous and evil, stating how their way and their God was the only true way to believe,” Jason stated.
“A message we know all too well. You lost the fight against them as well?” the Wolf Shaman asked, knowing the answer.
“We did, with much bloodshed on both sides. We were driven to near extinction but were held fast and persevered. Today, the message of these people now rings hollow and the true followers of Gaia can be as they wish to be, without fear of death or persecution,” Jason told him.
“It is heartening to know that the old ways are coming back. We apologize for taking action against you, Great Envoy. Whites had done much to destroy us and our people and are the ones responsible for the calamity you now face,” the spirit apologized.
“It’s all right. You have much to be angry about and you weren’t aware of everything going on out here. Just know that there are more out there like me, who are done with the nonsense of the old world,” Jason told him. This made the Shaman smile, and they bowed to Jason respectfully.
“If I may steer the conversation back to why we’re here?” Sheena asked. “We need to know what lies within the forest, so we can fight it and defeat the evil that resides here for good.”
“You wish to know of the creatures you face and the dark power that gives them ... life?” the Wolf Shaman asked.
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John, why did you bring an assassin to breakfast with you today? John was dreaming the next morning. Apparently, his mind was preparing for the day. When the alarm did go off, Jenny was snuggled up against him. “Hi, beautiful.” “I feel like a beached whale.” Jenny said then giggled, “Sorry for complaining.” “I love you and I think you are beautiful. I have lots to share. You were sleeping so peacefully when we got back last night, I just let you sleep.” John said. “Did our assassin go...
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“Looks like we are ready to go.” George said. “Okay everybody. Stand in a line. We come back here for lunch. Okay? Stay with your buddies now. If you get lost, then transport to the front gate. Now I have some money. Remember the silver may be worth more than the gold here.” John handed out a silver coin and a gold coin to all the kids. He handed out 3 silver and 3 gold to all the Marines and Sally and Bobby. He handed out 5 coins of silver and gold to Vid, “If you buy with my money then I...
At the Flea Market: “John, Jenny and the boys killed 4 lizards that were looking through our stuff on the ship,” Iceman reported. “Do you suspect they came from a bigger ship?” John asked. “No, I don’t think so. Their ships were more planetary. My guess, they have a nest somewhere on the planet.” Iceman said. “What do you think Lord Heaty?” John asked. “Lizards ... I’ve chased them off before.” Lord Heaty said, “They were on the back side of the planet, but they have been gone for some...
Tony and Willa were part of the large crowd waving goodbye to John and Jenny and their companions. Brad, Gloria, Jesus, and Julia were with them. “Think we will ever see them again?” Willa asked. “Yes, I get a good feeling we will,” Tony replied. “Major Taylors are you really interested in being part of the global patrol?” Admiral Kennedy asked. Tony, Willa, and friends all saluted, “Yes Sir.” Tony and Willa both said, “I’ve got to get someplace quiet and finish up my Log of the last few...
Cleaning out another SWAMP: The Galactic Capitol. John and the crew of the Patricia stood and watched as about a third of the thousands of workers for the Galactic Capitol went into the sun. Jenny was hugging him, and his kids were all around touching and just being in the energy of love. Amen Bible was nearby, but he was taking in one of the most spectacular scenes he had ever heard of or ever imagined. Again, John realized this was a different star than our Sun. They also watched as...
More defectors? The enemy of your enemy may be a friend? Well, the meeting with dad went okay. Tony was able to prove to his dad that he was getting the grasp of Economics, Accounting, and Finance. They were all related and yet totally different too. So, book in hand he was sitting in the Captain’s Seat of Virginia. Dad had given him twenty books from his own library for him to read. Tony was totally into his book when “Tony we have another anomaly like last time only about twice as big....
War of the Worlds. The dream January 13, 2019 John woke with a start. The dream had to do with his adopted daughter Sally who was going to be 16 soon. The Devil had her or she was sitting in the Devil’s lap laughing as if she was enjoying the attention. They were sitting in The Chair that had been Lucifer’s before the sun. John was watching from the railing on the west side of the sun. Demetri was there with a Gladiator’s outfit on. Sword in one hand Spear in the other, “John, I won’t let...
The next day, Monday Jan 21, 2019 John and Jenny were sitting in the Patricia. Looking over the battlefield. Tony, Willa, Brad, Gloria, Jesus and Julia were with them. Seth and Amen Bible was also with them taking pictures or having Patricia send them a copy by e-mail. A man named Alex Harmon was from the TV station in Spokane. He too had a cameraman taking lots of pictures and video. What he had would go out in Spokane to all the affiliate networks everywhere. Slowly the North American...
A woman came in on Friday February 1, 2019. She had a newborn baby strapped on her chest. She asked to see President Taylor about 8:15 in the morning. She introduced herself as Professor Diane Charles. Seeing a crimson sweatshirt with “WSU COUGARS” on the back with the face of a Cougar peeking out from around a baby on it gave it away as to where she was from. She introduced herself as Professor Charles. “What can I do for you Professor?” “I’m on maternity leave as you see, I’ve been a...
An unusual discovery? February 8th, 2019. 7:37 A.M. Omak, Washington. Thank God it’s Friday? John came into the bank. Farmer Marvin West already had the coffee made. He was reading the local news. Maiden Nation was also at the work table. She had brought in some cookies. Maiden the manager of the cannery was enjoying a drink of coffee and a bite of fresh chocolate chip cookie. John had seen Heaty’s LD parked outside on the way in. They still must be in the ship. Sam and the Admiral was...
Where did that come from? The Patricia landed with 24 passengers where the Galina had once parked. The weather was nice and sunny on the Planet Funston. From the ship they could see the picnic tables and the steps up to the house. After everybody got outside Roger and Chet called for the Marines to form up. They had First Lieutenant Cadet Brien stand at the head of the formation. They called Cadet Brien to step forward. Dar and Inga stepped forward to face the young man, Inga read something...
A hole in one? Dar and Inga had been off relaxing for 14 days. They got word to John that they needed a week to visit all of Dar’s properties, then they would be ready to take on a project or two. Dar still did not know who this Ben guy was. He was in his eighties and he usually shot 1 to 5 under for a round of 18 holes consistently. Chet knew the Ben guy was one of the best that ever played the game of golf. Brien was averaging gaining a pound a day. He had his father punch some holes in...
I woke up in a strange room on a bed I didn’t recognize. I started to panic when I heard, “Relax my love.” I looked up to see the gentle green eyes of my loving husband. “Zylen?” He stroked my hair and smiled. “Welcome to my bedroom.” I looked around and realized this strange room was his. It had Zylen’s essence all around. “How did I get here?” “I carried you in after you fainted.” I closed my eyes and tried to remember all that had happened. “I don’t remember fainting.” “What do you...
Fantasy & Sci-FiMy name is Amanda Johnson and I am a 38 year old post operative transsexual and owner and headmistress of a rather unique school, a school that turns troublesome and reluctant boys into shemales. This is the story of St Judes academy for shemales. My own transformation happened over 10 years ago when in my mid twenties I decided to transition from male to female. Being the son of a world famous actress, my gender change was largely kept secret and only a select few of my parents...
Later that night after my son and my husband Bob had gone to bed, I found myself in the living room with Cathy. We watched TV for a while before Cat turned to me. "Well..." she said and sat there."Well what?" "Well, you said that we were going to talk later on tonight... ...Well?"I knew I‘d said that, but to be honest, I still didn't know what in the world to say. I shook my head at Cat and shrugged my shoulders. "Honey, I'm still trying to get it straight in my own head.""I know what-cha mean...
"He's not in here" I heard a voice call out. I knew the voice from somewhere but I had no idea what the words meant at the moment since I was waking up. That changed as I heard the shop door slam shut. What did they mean I was not in there? Whoever it was that had shouted was close enough to wake the dead or at least me from a sound nap. Opening my eyes I realized that I was not in my bed and with the strong smell of oil in my nose the memory of last night came flooding back. Getting to...
After calling her back, Danny set up a meet, to see how Britney looked, and to introduce his fiancée. They went to the Denny's he had arranged to meet at getting there first. Everyone through the door turned him around to see who it was. Finally, with her mountainous bosoms leading the way, in walked Britney. She said, "Hi Danny," before she even noticed Sandy was there. "Oh, Hi Sandra — how are you?" "Happy as a clam!" she answered. "Sit down, I remember meeting you once or twice....
Honey Demon checked into Temptation Inn on the right day when bellman David Perry is available and at her beck and call. This full-service Inn satisfies every need of their elite all-female clientele, including indulging the horny desires of this busty Romanian executive. The gorgeous glamour model invites the Frenchman into her private suite and the two can’t resist their attraction, making out furiously and he tears at her clothes to reveal an incredible curvy ass, shaved pussy, and...
xmoviesforyouSorry for taking so long to work on Chapter 24 for those who have been waiting. If you didn’t like the first 23 Chapters I strongly suggest not to read this chapter. There will be outrageous sex in this chapter so if you don’t like this sort of thing I suggest you do not read this story. I had been totally worn out by the weekend I had spent at the porno theatre. I just needed a hot bubble bath and sleep. Even after my bubble bath I was pretty stinky and sticky so took a nice long shower...
NIKA’s Story The transition had gone as well as anyone could have expected. Stephanie took over as CEO as of January 1st, 1998, and I FINALLY was able to return to my true love - programming. There were a few rough patches during the transition and subsequent expansion of the business, but the management team, with guidance from my ‘Kitchen Cabinet’, had preserved the «kami» of the company. None of the core team left, Bob Larson had come to terms with how I wanted to run the company, and the...
Interested in Asm Hentai? Lately, Japanese pornography has been on the rise in the west. Given the fact that Japanese culture has been westernized, this isn't exactly a shocking thing. Taking all these things into consideration, a self-evident truth comes to the surface, and that is the fact that Japanese porn took a weird turn. However, should this so-called "weird" turn be considered a bad thing? Well, not at all, as you will soon find out on AsmHentai.com.Asm Hentai is, for the most part, a...
Hentai Manga SitesRachele opens her eyes with a sharp gasp. All she can see is blackness. It takes her a while to remember where she is. She is in her bedroom in her very own apartment, not her quarters back on the ship. The disaster at Vulta was over a month ago. It is over. She had survived it. She is safe now. It was only a nightmare. Her heart is still racing, only now it is racing in terror, not passion. It only becomes worse as her mind reorganizes the fact she has just survived the fiction. Yes, she...
Lena Paul doesn’t bother covering up as she makes breakfast in the morning after a night of passion with Seth Gamble. With a shirt emphasizing her big breasts, she struts across the room to deposit a cup of coffee on the table and a kiss on Seth’s forehead. When Seth is clearly willing, Lena puts her hands, tongue, and teeth to work in a slow seduction that gets Seth hard and ready. Although Seth loves the way Lena is working him, he has to get ready for work. He tries to disengage,...
xmoviesforyou..... I remember the searing heat...!....making the minarets appear to 'shimmer' in the distance.... ....we'd walked 'miles' to get here......the casbah of Marrakech....teeming with people but providing welcome shade.....from that searing heat.........the snake-charmers !! ....that was my wife's biggest worry! (Not the charmers...only the snakes!). She felt every old, sun-wizened face might be harbouring a snake somewhere on his person. (I had the same feelings...but my vision was of...
Not surprisingly, Sally’s mum wanted to clean herself up before going to have some lunch and find her daughter, so I went back to my own room for another shower as well. While there, I pushed a couple of fingers up into my pussy, and wondered how on earth I’d managed to get my whole hand up inside Abi’s – not just five fingers, but right up to the wrist. I certainly couldn’t do it with mine, I was much too tight. Just thinking about it made me want to come again. I even made myself pee a...
BEGINNINGS - DAY 3 - IMPROVEMENTS I woke up on Monday full of energy. I had such plans for the day. During the night I made the decision to purchase breast forms and was so excited about the prospect. I knew I had to take my time getting ready to go out so I took a long bath with oils and then fully moisturized by body with lotion. I spent a lot of time on my hair even though I hoped to have it styled later in the day. I also was meticulous about my makeup. I wanted to look...
Prologue: The Western Front 1915 He needed time to think. The noise, the sights were overwhelming. The smells of cordite and blood nauseated him. Major William Stewart, King’s Royal Rifles, was scared. He never expected it to be like this. Hunkered down in a fetid shell hole, his batman laying next to him, gurgling his life away, the Major was miles away from home. He lay on his back and looked at the sky. He tried to clear his head and make sense of what was happening. ‘Major, Major!’ the...
Introduction: Go Cougars! Charity Jones here again, sending you back in the time tunnel to the sexploits of my wonderfully misspent youth. The year was now 1990 and the eighties were officially over. Big hair would stubbornly cling to life for a couple more years, but it was in its death throes. Cassette tapes were going the way of the dinosaur and cds were the big new thing. And I was half a year away from graduating . The rest of the year was mostly sedate for the most part, Beeders...
My name is Bill Knight and I'm 39 years old. I'm tall, six feet three inches, two hundred twenty pounds, sandy hair, green eyes; I have a muscular build and keep myself in shape. I work out a lot, but I also remodel houses, doing most of the work myself. I'm divorced after a fourteen year marriage. My wife was the chairperson of a fundraising effort for our local library and she and the co-chair, a lawyer named Bo Jackson, decided that some of their time would be well spent fucking instead...
Cammy disappeared a moment later, and they could hear her footsteps in the sand as she dashed off into the distance. Lance sat up, wondering what he should do. He glanced down at Autumn, who lay there staring up at him, a worried look on her face. "Autumn," he told her gently. "I need to go have a talk with Cammy, big brother to little sister. You might have convinced her to go for a long walk, but I don't think she was expecting to see this when she came back." Autumn nodded, so he...
Bryce and I continued our nightly rendezvous' for a week, when we found out our parents were going to Hawaii for a week for a second honeymoon. When we found out the news, we were very excited, and almost couldn't contain it. Each night of the last week that we had made love, it was like the first night replaying - only better. Our parents left early that Thursday morning so they could catch their flight out of town. I woke up around seven that morning to Bryce slowly massaging my breasts. He...
IncestLe premier thread sert à présenter le contexte et vous permet de choisir le pays ou la région où vous voulez jouer, chaque choix correspondant à un personnage et une histoire différents mais toujours dans le même univers. Le second thread décrit chaque fois le personnage que vous incarnerez dans cette version de l'histoire. Les deux premiers thread ne contiennent donc que de la description. Si vous trouvez ça rebutant, passez donc directement à l'un des troisièmes threads. Au cours du XXI°...
Truda - Fighting woman Varick - Protecting Ruler Harman - Man of the army Alan sighed, it had been a week so far and still no one was getting where he wanted them to be. Appearing near the training area he watched as Madde and Angelika were flying across the road into the woods. Shaking his head he'd thought that most of them would be starting to get a handle on this by now. Rounding a corner, he saw that both Varick and Harman were upset at the two women they had just...
(In part one I described how I lost my virginity to a very young and pretty brunette. What I described was based on actual fact from notes in a journal I had written down years ago. I never thought I would find an outlet for them. I do take artistic license with some descriptions, and order of events as they actually happened over the course of a week and a half. They have been compiled into a smaller time frame to make the story less boring. Some of the details Wendy describes about her...
Hello friends I am big fan of Indian sex stories and I am sharing one of my experience. I hope you all will like this. My Name is Jolly Singh (name changed) and anyone wants to leave any comment they can do that on on messenger and I will reply on that. I am mature male 42 from Sydney Australia of course Indian settled in Sydney. This experience which I am going to share with you happened 12 yrs ago when I was 29 and virgin. I was international student here in Sydney and was also working in...
Evelyn Claire and Will Pounder used to date. Although they’ve broken up and Will has a new girlfriend in Maya Woulfe, Evelyn still carries a torch for her ex. Lately they’ve been video chatting a lot and Evelyn has used that opportunity to get increasingly sexual at Will, new girlfriend be damned. Tonight Evelyn is sporting some sheer lingerie that lets Will see all the hot curves he used to be able to enjoy. As Evelyn talks dirty to Will, she lets her hand slide down until...
xmoviesforyouMagic Crayons by Maggie O'Malley This story is dedicated to my Auntie Sara the Art Angel. Her beautiful creations both art and literary bring joy and love to all they touch. Yet as wonderful as they are, they are not the greatest gift she possesses. The greatest gift of all is the beautiful young woman herself. Auntie Sara you are a kind, generous, and gentle soul with so much love to give, and so many who want to give love back to you. You bring a smile to my face every time...
My sex life had really only consisted of playing with myself in the shower and giving a quick hand job to one of the boys at another school during a football game, until I caught my twin brother in the shower that is. It was just days after our 18th birthday. As I walked in to the bathroom, I noticed him standing in the shower, the mist blurred his outline, but I could tell what he was doing. He had his eyes shut and was wanking himself off. Mesmerized I stood watching for a while. As his...
IncestSince when i was a teen,i had read lots of magazines & novels about pussy eating but no guy had ever done it to me...i knew it would feel great but it was greater than whatever i had imagined.At the time,my friends & family had been complaining about my weight so i decided to register with the school gym.On this particular day,i had on a figure-hugging black top with equally fitting sky blue jeans,by the way,just to tell u guys about how i look,my jeans & top sizes are 2 dress sizes...
This is the first of my stories that doesn’t involve me. This story about my girlfriend Laura. I saved it for one of those moments when I’m between my own sexual adventures. That’s sort of now. Laura and I were having a snugly night in, this winter. There we were with a bottle of wine and mushy DVD and she just came out with it. It’s a story of seduction. How she lost her virginity to an older woman when she was baby sitting in her school holidays. The film we were watching was a bit dreary to...
First TimeAs a teenage male I was always thinking about girls and what it would be like to have sex. Well I never found out till I was 21 and in the army. On my first weekend pass I went to town to get away from the base. At the hotel was a few girls that wanted to make me feel good, I asked one to come to my room and after a few minutes it was over and that was the first with a woman. I got married and never thought about a man for sex. As the marriage went down hill I started to visit book stores to...
First TimeOnce again I must thank HONEYWLDCAT for her patience and help with this story. Her editing is thoughtful and always encouraging. Thank you so much. * On the second Saturday in March, Grant High School held its annual fundraiser. They had a carnival in the gym of the school. There were food booths, games of chance, games of skill and crafts for sale. We rented the games from a local contractor and manned them with students and teachers. Local restaurants and diners would rent the food...
I told Weena about our air-limo as soon as she got home. She squealed and gave me a hug. She didn't seem to mind putting Willy up for the night. We munched our way through a "nutritious" salad (I had asked what a non-nutritious salad might be and gotten my head handed to me). We also had some store-bought sliced ham and seven-grain buns. I was going to ask which seven grains, but thought better of it. She told me that she hadn't felt well in the morning, but that she hadn't vomited. I...
For my editor, R – you’ve bled so much red ink over this story it’s just as much yours as mine. Thank you for making me look good. J. * ‘Where are we going?’ I asked Matt as he tugged me out of my office chair. ‘It’s Sunday—that means dinner at Rhiannon and Joe’s.’ I couldn’t hide my shock. ‘I can’t intrude on your family like that.’ While they were very nice people, the Tanner family overwhelmed me. They were boisterous and spoke in a language all their own—one of teasing banter and...
Das Bett mit Amy Hanks Bett rollte in den OP. Sie war noch nie unter Vollnarkose operiert worden, deshalb schlug ihr Herz schnell. Sie fühlte sich grauenhaft in dem luftigen Krankenhauskittel und die Schmerzmittel vernebelten ihren Verstand. Der Doktor trat an sie heran. Undeutliche Worte. "Experiment--sicher---gut bezahlt", jaja, was auch immer. Sie bekam einen Wisch hingeschoben, ihre Unterschrift drauf, das war es schon. "Vielen Dank. Und keine Sorge wegen der Operation, eine...
Chapter 1Gary opened the front door of his multi million dollar home and stepped outside on a beautiful summers morning. He inhaled deeply smelling the freshly cut grass as the gardener tended to the extensive front lawn of his home. It was great to be alive thought Gary. He had just fucked his beautiful wife Laura after he woke up. She was half asleep and wasn’t in the mood but he gave her a slap hard on the ass that woke her up fast. In fact she said he was too rough with his dick and it hurt...
Hi. This is Madhu once again. You must have read my earlier story “Honeymoon With Grand father-In- law” where my grand father in law bandumama fucked me just after my honeymoon and monthly periods. This is next part of it. After two hot sessions with bandumama, I was sexually satisfied. But he may not be. All the next day he was trying to touch my belly, boobs through saree. While serving lunch to him, he raised my saree such a way that he can see my panty inside saree and petticoat. As mami...
Incestafter awhile i fell asleep....still stuck in my bondage..-----While she slept this is what was happening with her master------i slowley opened the door.i looked around not seeing the slave i loved so much...i went all around the house and...nothing.i went looking for her.i went past the drive way and saw a little drop of water towards the left of the drive way...it was one of her tears...i had the sudden urge to jolt that way,and i did just that. i went about 1/4 of a mile befor i came across...
I lay on my back, naked, of course. My wrists and ankles crossed and cuffed together and to the table. Rather than being stretched, my elbows and knees are bent, opening me up to her ministrations. The room is slightly cool and absolutely silent which adds to the heightening of those senses not cut off by the soft leather blindfold and thick gag. Every sound is magnified in my ears as if amplified and enhanced. My every breath echoes in my ears. Her steps on the soft carpet are as loud as boots...
BDSMWhere do I begin?! So this hottie got at me last year when I was in NJ, but we didn't get to meet up. We kept in touch over YIM and email...dude would be @ work or where ever and shoot me an email on his phone that he was horny and needed to see a vid of me doing what I do...he would let me know the type of shit he's gonna do wit me when it's his turn...that type of shit I love!!! So this past weekend (NYC's Pride) dude hit me up on YIM and was like he's in town staying wit fam in BK...so I...
Kimberly kept glancing at her watch. The morning seemed to drag. She couldn't wait for noon, feeling special that Mr. Harrington asked her to lunch. She was becoming quite infatuated with him. As it turned out, she was engrossed in paperwork and startled when Steve said, "Ready?" Kimberly's head shot up and then she smiled. She stood, twirling to show off the blue button-down dress he had requested. They took the elevator down to the employee garage and walked to the reserved parking...