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Dead People Aren't Toys - 2 (MF, inc, nc, mc)
by The Synthetic Divine (SyntheticDivine@aol.com)

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AUTHOR NOTES: Here it is. Part two of my newest story. 
Completed in a reasonably good amount of time for me. 
Feedback on the first part of the story has been good 
so far, but more is always helpful. So if you enjoy 
this part of the story, be sure to send me an e-mail at 
SyntheticDivine@aol.com and let me know. Be sure to use 
"Dead People Aren't Toys" as the topic though, or I 
might confuse it for spam and accidentally delete it.

It's strongly suggested that Part 1 of this story be 
read before Part 2 below, or it's likely to be fairly 
confusing. Part 1 also includes the warning on all 
perversities contained herein, so I won't repeat it 
here. Those who continue past this point should know 
full well what they're getting into. I will toss out 
the reminder though that if you enjoy this story, you 
can always feel free to read my other story called "The 
Cycle of Corruption" currently sitting in Directory 28 
of the Kristen Archives.

I will also offer fair warning that plot-wise this 
story becomes a bit more... out there, in the 
supernatural sense. But it's necessary story and 
background-building for stories to follow, so just 
trust me on this one. Hopefully I'll have the third and 
final part done in at least as good of time as this one 
but, no way to tell for sure. Until then, though, I 
present you with the second part of the story. Enjoy.

***

Dead People Aren't Toys: Part 2


It was after school the next day, and once more the 
group had been gathered. All except Jake, who again 
hadn't been invited. He and Karen had already discussed 
just how much the rest would get told. They'd pretty 
much decided to stick with the basics and leave out 
the.. Resulting details. And Karen had just finished 
explaining the edited version to everyone else.

"So you're saying that he can... Possess us?" Julian 
asked, eyes wide.

"I don't know if I would call it possession, or what I 
would call it." Karen said, looking very much like she 
was trying to grasp a way to put it in words. "He can 
do things to your mind. Make you feel a certain way and 
then somehow use it to make you do what he wants you to 
do. And at the time you never realize that anything 
could be amiss. It's like you're just happy, and you do 
whatever comes to you at the moment. Only all that 
comes to you at the moment are the things he wants you 
to do." She told them.

"And you're sure it was him?" Lily asked, staring at 
her friend. "It couldn't have just been some weird 
feeling or something?"

"Yeah, I'm sure it was him." Karen replied quietly.

"In that case, things are far more serious then we 
thought but... What can we do? It doesn't give us 
anything new to work with." Julian said, just looking 
around at everyone.

"We have to figure out something." Seth put in, though 
he didn't have any real ideas himself. "We can't let it 
go on like this, knowing that any time he wanted he 
could just take one of us and make them do whatever he 
wanted them to."

"I agree. Absolutely." Julian responded. "But the 
question is, again.. What do we do? I mean, I don't 
know anything that could help us in this situation."

"Maybe we could try the whole exorcism thing after 
all?" Sara offered. "I mean, if there's even a chance 
that it could work, at least it's something..."

Seth felt something come over him, then. He couldn't 
explain it, he couldn't even really describe it. It was 
like the perfect high. Like he'd just taken an intense 
aphrodisiac and all his problems, all the problems he 
had ever had had just melted away and been replaced by 
a complete feeling of bliss. He didn't need to think, 
there was no reason for thought. Nothing he could do 
could be wrong, any more. Not when the world was like 
this. "It wouldn't work." He suddenly found himself 
telling the others, a big grin spreading over his face.

"Why not? Did you find out something?" Sara asked.

"I already know everything any of you could possibly 
learn about things like this." Seth told them, though 
the words weren't truly his. "I know as much as one can 
be expected to know. It was how I came to be here. How 
I wound up in the position to be.. Summoned."

There was a pause in the room, and then Julian suddenly 
whispered. "Thade."

Seth couldn't help himself, he laughed. He didn't know 
why, he just found it all extraordinarily funny. "Of 
course. You didn't think I didn't know about your 
little meetings, did you?" He finally gasped out.

"What do you want with him, with us?" Mandy suddenly 
spoke up, her voice quavering. "Why are you doing this 
to us?"

"Because you called me." Seth said, the words spoken in 
a definitely mocking tone. "All of you. You asked for 
this, and now you're not enjoying the results of having 
your wish granted. Too bad. You should have listened to 
that old saying while you still could. Be careful what 
you wish for. Because you've gotten it. Now live with 
it." Seth could feel his grin turning to a sneer.

"You know fucking well this isn't what we wished for." 
Karen spat at him.

"Oh, to the contrary. You wanted to talk to a dead 
person, well, you're talking to one. You never 
specified the how, why, or where. Just having that 
board out doesn't mean a thing." Seth responded, before 
his eyes suddenly shifted among the others in the 
group. "Just like having his hair dyed blonde doesn't 
make Julian gay, remember?" he murmured, his sneer 
broadening as he glanced back and forth between Karen, 
Sara, and Lily. "After all, you should know. Every girl 
of you but Mandy has fucked him multiple times." 

A shocked silence suddenly descended on the room. Mandy 
just sat there gaping at the others. And from the 
surprised and guilty looks that were suddenly passing 
between the others, it was quite obvious what he'd just 
stated was fact. "You'd be surprised what naughty 
little bits of information I can pluck from your minds. 
Such as... Why don't I tell Mandy here what two of you 
girls do together sometimes while the third is occupied 
with Julian?"

"Alright, enough!" Julian barked out, looking suddenly 
dangerous. "Leave them out of this."

"Every one among you is in this, child. Even the one 
who's body I'm using. You don't get to decide who I 
take an interest in at any given moment. Now, if you'd 
really like, you can try to hurt Seth to get to me. 
You're welcome to make the attempt, I assure you it 
would give me a great deal of amusement. But I really 
don't think you're the type to hurt someone who hasn't 
done anything when you know it won't do you any good. 
So relax." Seth said in a lazy tone. And Julian, after 
shutting his eyes for a moment, finally just nodded, 
sitting back and opening his eyes to stare at him.

"So you know things we've done in the past. Big deal." 
Sara finally said softly. "I'm sure at one point or 
another all of us have done something we'd be 
embarrassed to have others hear about. But they're not 
going to divide us. You can't use them to hurt us." She 
said with a sudden determination.

"Really? Are you quite sure about that? 'Cause we've 
only begun to scratch the surface. I can dig up much 
deeper secrets then the ones I just spoke." Seth 
replied, grinning wickedly.

"You win, ok?" Lily said, her head slightly bowed. "And 
you already know it. We can't hurt you, but you can 
hurt us, fine. You win. Why don't you just take what 
you want already, and leave us alone?"

"I'm not through having fun yet." Seth replied idly, an 
amused look now on his face. "Besides, I'll admit. I 
can't get what I want just yet. It'll still be a little 
while before I can actually get hold of it. So until 
then, I'm going to pass the time playing with all of 
you."

"Fuck you." Karen spat out, just glaring.

"Been there, done that, sweetie. Remember?" Seth told 
her with a smirk. Immediately pretty much every other 
eye in the room fixed on Karen, who was suddenly 
blushing furiously and staring at the bed. "As for the 
rest of you. Stop trying to think up ways to get rid of 
me. Everything you might think of, I've thought of 
first. And believe me, none of them will work." Seth 
told them confidently, before all at once the feeling 
of bliss just rushed out of him, leaving him feeling 
almost stunned for a second or two before everything 
suddenly set in. He remembered everything he'd said, 
but it was only now that it was starting to hit him 
that he'd said it. By now a few eyes had turned back to 
him, and they could tell by his expression alone that 
something was different.

"Seth?" Julian asked hesitantly.

"I-I... Yeah... I'm... Me again." Seth muttered. "I 
mean.. It was always me, saying the things and all 
but... They weren't my words.. I just said them. And 
the feeling.. Karen was right, it was like nothing 
could possibly be wrong. It wasn't possession so much 
as... Control. And he had it. It was like it was me, 
but it wasn't really me, you know?" Seth told them in 
an unsteady voice.

"What was that last bit he said?" Mandy ventured 
softly, looking back and forth between Seth and Karen. 
"About.. Having done that?"

Karen just looked over at Seth, paused for a second, 
and then without looking back at her sister spoke in a 
calm steady voice. "It was last night. He made us. 
That's how we knew he was capable of it." She said. 
Seth was grateful for her not mentioning the fact that 
he hadn't been under control.

"Oh.." Mandy murmured. She didn't say anything more, 
but the look on her face said enough.

"Look. We're not going to blame you for something Thade 
was responsible for." Julian said gently, looking at 
the both of them. "But... We have to know that he's 
listening to us, now. Anything we come up with, he'll 
know. And if it really would stand any chance of 
freeing us of him, he'll probably be able to take 
control of one of us long enough to stop us.. We need 
to start doing research, as much as we can. But we have 
to do it separately. He can't watch all of us at the 
same time.. At least, I hope he can't. It's pretty much 
the only chance I can think we might have." He said. No 
one else looked like they liked that idea much, but 
since no one was able to offer up anything better, it 
was enough to end the meeting.

***

Seth was dreaming, and he had the vague impression that 
he was dreaming, but it wasn't a clear thought in his 
head. It wasn't something he really knew.

He was standing in his house, in what he was pretty 
sure was Karen's room, only there was no furniture. No 
signs at all that it had been inhabited, emphasized by 
the fine layer of dust visible in the corners of the 
room. But he wasn't the only one in the room at the 
moment. There were four others. One of them was 
standing in the middle of a circle, a knife in his 
hands. His was the only face that was visible. He 
looked to be in his late teens, around Seth's height, 
with dark hair and dark eyes. 

Even though the only light in the room came from 
candles, Seth felt there was something strange about 
his eyes. There was a visible cold intensity in them 
that was almost frightening. Just above the circle, and 
just beyond the bottom-right and bottom-left corners 
symbols had been drawn. If lines had been drawn between 
them, they'd have formed a triangle around and through 
the circle. On each of the symbols another figure 
stood, only the remaining three were in hooded robes, 
and there was no seeing their faces.

The three in robes were chanting softly, in a language 
Seth didn't recognize. But it was the boy in the middle 
who interested him. The boy was speaking English. He 
seemed to have already recited quite a bit that Seth 
hadn't been around to hear. He was almost at the end of 
the recitation when Seth first began to hear what he 
was saying.

"Open wide the gates to your dark light, and let your 
shadows to this place hold me tight. For as the chains 
to this body I now sever, in death allow me to live 
forever." The boy intoned. Raising the knife up in his 
right hand, he positioned the blade a few inches away 
from his throat. Seth wondered if the guy was going to 
try cutting his own throat. That was much harder then 
people thought it was, as most people couldn't manage 
to cut deep enough to sever the necessary arteries. But 
no, this guy had something else in mind. 

With one swift sharp motion he jabbed the knife 
straight into his throat. Seth could see the boy's eyes 
widen a bit, but his expression didn't change, he just 
dropped to his knees as the blood began to flow down 
his neck. The three in the triangle continued to softly 
chant, and suddenly Seth felt something. Something in 
the air, something he couldn't describe. A darkness, a 
tearing. But before he could try to focus on it and 
figure out what it was, he suddenly felt his eyes snap 
open.

***

Ever since Seth had woken up that morning, he'd felt 
slightly weird. It was like something was ever so 
slightly off with the world, but he couldn't really put 
his finger on what it was. Not that it mattered 
anymore, though. Nothing really mattered at the moment. 
He was happy, and that was all that was important. It 
had come over him just before last period at school, 
and he'd cut to leave early. Instead of heading home, 
though, he'd driven over to Lily's house. 

He hadn't even known where Lily's house was, before, 
but he'd somehow known that that was precisely where he 
was headed. He'd gone into her parent's room and 
collected a gun, hidden behind a purse in a cabinet 
beneath the TV, and then gone into Lily's room to wait.

He wasn't sure exactly what he was doing, but it didn't 
matter. He was content with whatever he wound up doing, 
and whatever it led to. He could hear Lily's car 
pulling into the driveway. He'd parked a couple blocks 
down, and had entered the house through a window that 
had been left ever so slightly open, so he knew she 
wouldn't be expecting him. 

Indeed, it was only a minute later before the door of 
her room opened and she stepped in. She actually took a 
couple steps into the room before she noticed him on 
the bed, and came to a quick and sudden stop.

"Come in." He murmured with a smile, waving her over 
with the gun.

She didn't move, she just stood there staring at him. 
"Thade?" she finally whispered. His smile just widened.

"You were expecting someone else? Of course it's me. I 
came to say hello." He told her, but this time when he 
motioned her over with the gun, it was a sharp curt 
gesture.

She hesitated a couple more seconds, but finally she 
gave in, walking over to stand near the edge of the 
bed. "What do you want?" She asked in a small voice, 
fear in her eyes as she stared at him.

"What do I always want? I want to have fun." Seth 
replied easily, idly moving the gun in an almost lazy 
motion through the air.

"What kind of fun?" she questioned, her eyes every so 
often shifting to the gun before moving back to him.

"Can't you guess?" he asked her in return, his smile 
turning into a smirk.

"No." She said quietly, not venturing anything more 
then that. But he could tell by her body language and a 
split-second look that passed through her eyes that she 
had an idea of what he had in mind, whether she wanted 
to admit it or not.

"Did you know that Seth has had a number of fantasies 
about you, Lily?" he queried suddenly.

"No.." Lily said, pausing for a second before going on. 
"But I always thought there was a chance he might." She 
added.

"And you've had a fantasy or two about him, I know." 
Seth responded, continuing to move the gun in lazy 
patterns through the air. "Wouldn't you like the chance 
to act out your fantasies?"

"Dad doesn't keep that gun loaded." Lily suddenly 
answered, a note of confidence in her voice. "You can't 
do anything with it." It was too bad for Lily that he 
knew quite well the confident tone was forced. The girl 
wasn't very good at bluffing.

"In that case..." Seth began, shifting the gun until 
the muzzle was pointed right at her. "If I were to go 
ahead and pull the trigger, it wouldn't hurt you one 
bit, now would it? Let's find out, shall we?"

"Wait!" she half-shouted just as his finger started to 
move over the trigger. With a little snort of derision, 
he paused. "Alright, alright, it's loaded." She 
admitted.

"Of course it's loaded. You thought I wouldn't be sure 
of that before taking the trouble of grabbing Seth here 
and bringing him all the way over to get it? Sweet 
Lily, believe me. I know everything that you know." He 
informed her. "So don't try anything like that again, 
or the next time I'm going to be inclined to see just 
how long you'd survive after suffering a couple gunshot 
wounds."

"I understand." She whispered, her eyes suddenly fixed 
on the ground.

"Now, let's make this easy, shall we? Get undressed." 
Seth told her, the gun remaining pointed in her 
direction.

Lily looked like she was about to say something, but 
finally she began to comply. Her hands moved in to 
grasp the bottom of her t-shirt and pull it slowly up 
over her head, leaving her beasts encased in a simple 
pink bra. Dropping it at her feet, she reached down to 
undo her pants, working them off at the same slow pace, 
but he didn't feel the need to hurry her just yet. 

Her panties were the same pink color as her bra, and 
Seth just chuckled softly as he watched her. "Cute." He 
told her with a smirk. She blushed a deep red, somehow 
managing to look embarrassed and angry at the same 
time. "Now... Off with those too."

Once more she paused, and this time her eyes shifted up 
to once more focus on the gun. The anger in her 
features was quite clear now, but just the same a few 
seconds later she reached behind her to undo her bra, 
working at it for a few seconds before letting it drop 
to the floor. Her tits, as they came into view, were 
nice. They didn't nearly rival Karen's, but they were 
still a pleasant sight. There were even a few light 
freckles spread over the skin. "Cute." He repeated, 
still smirking. If anything, she looked even more 
embarrassed and angry then before. "Now the panties."

This time she didn't hesitate. With a glare at him, she 
grasped her panties and in one quick angry motion 
jerked them down her legs, kicking them to the side and 
then resuming glaring at him. "Happy now?" she 
demanded.

"Yep." He told her quite simply, gazing at her now 
visible pussy. Her pubic hair was a more fine red then 
the strawberry-blonde she dyed the hair on her head to, 
but he wasn't surprised to find that she was a red-head 
underneath. Of course, his lack of surprise could've 
been because of the vast feeling of contentment he was 
experiencing, but either way it didn't matter in the 
slightest to him.

After about fifteen seconds passed with him just 
staring at her she began to fidget nervously. As 
fifteen turned to thirty her anger seemed to fade a bit 
and her blush just intensified. A couple times her arms 
started to make movements as if to cover her pussy or 
tits but each time she visibly restrained herself. 
Finally though she looked like she couldn't take it 
anymore. "What now?" she finally shot at him, obviously 
self-conscious about having her naked body stared at in 
such a fashion.

"Eager to move on to the next bit, are we?" he mocked, 
her discomfort seeming to somehow enhance the feeling 
of contentment that was washing over him. "Very well. 
Get on the bed." He told her.

Swallowing visibly, she climbed up onto the edge of the 
bed, pausing there and just resting on her knees until 
he beckoned her over with one finger. Then, hesitantly, 
she crawled over beside him. "Undo my pants." He told 
her, reaching out to let the muzzle of the gun brush 
gently over the flesh of her stomach. 

Though her hands were shaking slightly she complied, 
her trembling fingers still managing to get his button 
and zipper undone. When he lifted his hips a bit, she 
just gave him a look, but then finally took the hint 
and slid her fingers under the waistband of his pants 
and boxers, beginning to draw them down his legs.

As his hard cock came into view, he saw her eyes fix on 
it for a second, but then they quickly shifted away. He 
could see her visibly trying not to look as she pulled 
the clothes over his feet and off, just reaching out to 
drop them off the side of the bed. "Now suck." He 
informed her, idly gesturing with the gun in the 
direction of his cock.

This time her eyes locked on his cock and stayed there. 
"You're such a fucking bastard." She finally muttered 
softly, but just the same her right hand moved in, and 
her fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft. For a 
moment her hand just began to slowly work back and 
forth along his cock, stroking it at a very 
unsatisfying pace.

"I said, suck." He finally prodded, once more leveling 
the gun directly at her. And after one last quick glare 
at him, she tilted her head in, the lips of her sweet 
mouth wrapping themselves around the head of his cock. 
"Much better." He murmured as he felt her tongue begin 
to very lightly slide over the head of his stick, her 
hand continuing to work back and forth in short strokes 
along the base of his shaft.

Though the sight of his dick partially buried between 
her lips was quite erotic, in the haze of contentment 
he didn't feel arousal quite like he usually did. Oh, 
the wet warmth of her mouth around the head of his cock 
was a quite pleasurable sensation, but he got the 
feeling he could stay hard the rest of his life without 
cumming if needed. 

As her hand continued to slide quickly back and forth 
along the base of his cock, her head finally began to 
move a bit, bobbing back and forth along just the first 
couple inches of his hard staff, her tongue teasing the 
underside of the head with quick little licks as she 
sucked.

By now her eyes had fallen shut, but the motion of her 
lips along his cock remained smooth and steady. 
"Deeper." He told her. The movements of her head and 
hand slowed for a moment, but then finally they picked 
the pace back up, only this time her head began to bob 
further down on every stroke. Within a matter of 
seconds she had about four inches of his thick rod 
sliding in and out between her warm red lips with every 
pump of her head. The strokes of her hand along the 
base of his shaft had been reduced to a bare minimum, 
but it was still enough to enhance the feel of her 
mouth around his stick.

"You're not bad at that. But then, you've had practice, 
haven't you?" He murmured as he watched her lips slide 
up and down along his thick cock. "It's the reason you 
were so eager to concede the point yesterday, before I 
could reveal any deeper secrets. It's not just Julian 
you've been fooling around with. You've been messing 
with a few of the boys you babysit, too." He said with 
a grin. 

Her eyes snapped open, and she missed a beat, but she 
quickly fell back into a rhythm of bobbing her head up 
and down along his cock, sucking the hard stick as her 
hand stroked the base. "The parents trust you to take 
care of the boys, but all you want to do is take care 
of their cocks, don't you, slut?" Lily had flushed a 
deep red, but otherwise she didn't show any signs of 
having heard him.

"Mostly you've just been blowing them, and letting them 
play with you a bit. But one you've actually been 
fucking. How old is he again? Eleven?" Seth asked the 
girl. "Naughty, naughty Lily. Of course you couldn't 
let me go on yesterday. What would the others have 
thought if they'd found out you'd been getting your 
rocks off with little boys?" 

The pace of her lips and tongue along his cock had 
slowed considerably with his last statements, so 
finally he just smirked. "Alright, you can stop sucking 
now." He told her, and slowly she drew her head up, the 
head of his cock slipping from between her lips, coated 
in her saliva, as she pulled her hand back as well.

"So you know, so what?" Lily finally asked softly, just 
staring at him, though her cheeks were still quite red. 
"It's not like you haven't done worse, Thade."

"True enough, but there's one fundamental difference 
between us." Seth told the girl, a serene expression on 
his face. "I'm not ashamed of the things I've done."

His eyes met hers, but only for a moment, before she 
suddenly looked down. "You're a fucking bastard." She 
said, repeating her earlier statement, though this time 
there wasn't quite as much strength to her tone as 
there had been earlier.

"I'm a bastard." He agreed with a smirk. "But you're 
the one who's about to be fucking a bastard. Now, mount 
up. You're about to go for a little ride." He told her, 
once more gesturing with the gun in the direction of 
his cock.

Once more she stared at him for a few seconds, taking 
several long breaths, but in the end she didn't object. 
Lifting up, she swung her leg over his lap, straddling 
him. Reaching down between them, she again grabbed the 
base of his cock, only this time she simply held it 
steady as she lowered her hips. 

When the lips of her pussy brushed over the head of his 
cock, Seth could feel her wetness. There was no 
question, she'd definitely been turned on by what was 
going on. It was only a couple seconds before she'd 
positioned the head of his dick against the entrance to 
her wet cunt, and then once more her hips began to 
lower.

Seth felt the sudden wet warmth envelop his cock as he 
watched the head of his stick vanish up into her. He 
could see her bite her lip a little as her pussy 
stretched open around his hard staff, more and more of 
his thick cock sliding into her tight hole as she 
continued to lower her hips. 

It only took a few seconds more before she pulled her 
hand away and the last couple inches slid into her, 
burying his hard stick balls-deep inside her. She just 
paused there for a moment, the lips of her pussy 
wrapped around the base of his cock, apparently 
adjusting to the feel of him. "Nice, isn't it?" He 
asked her, still smirking.

She tossed another glare at him, but didn't answer. 
Still, the flow of her juices around his cock was 
answer enough. Slowly she began to draw her hips up, 
inch after inch of his thick dick sliding out of her 
tight teenage cunt, glistening in the light with her 
juices, until just the head was buried inside her. Then 
in one smooth stroke she thrust her hips down, driving 
his hard cock back to the hilt inside her. After that 
she began a smooth pace of bouncing up and down on his 
rod, his thick pole sliding smoothly in and out of her 
as she worked her hips.

"Play with your clit while you ride me." He commanded, 
his eyes sliding smoothly up her body to gaze at her 
naked breasts, beginning to glisten with a light sheen 
of sweat, and then back down to the sight of her hot 
young cunt sliding up and down along his hard staff. 
Without hesitation she reached in with one hand, two of 
her fingers beginning to tease her clit in time with 
the pumping of her hips up and down to work his dick 
back and forth inside her.

As the pace of her pumping up and down along his cock 
began to increase, Seth just leaned back on his elbows. 
"Like that, don't you Lily?" He murmured softly as she 
rode his nice thick dick, her fingers quickly 
manipulating her hard little clit as she worked her 
hips swiftly to slide his stiff rod back and forth 
inside her tight wet cunt. The velvety warmth of her 
hole was exquisite around his cock, but still he felt 
in complete control. Like his body would be incapable 
of cumming until he chose.

Lily didn't seem to have the same ability though. The 
speed of her hips working her tight cunt up and down 
along his cock continued to grow faster and faster, the 
motion of her fingers over her clit becoming almost a 
blur, and soft gasps beginning to emit from her throat. 
Finally she began to emit a long moan, her teenage 
pussy beginning to convulse around his big stick as she 
continued to swiftly work to slide it in and out of her 
wet hole, her fingers teasing her horny little clit as 
she came. 

Finally he began to work his hips back at hers a bit, 
pumping his cock deep into her cunt with every downward 
stroke of her hips, before pulling back as she drew 
upwards only to plunge it right back into her. He could 
feel her hot pussy rhythmically contracting around his 
hard dick for awhile longer before she finally began to 
calm, her hips coming to rest on top of his with his 
cock buried to the hilt inside her, her hand lifting 
away from her clit.

"Such a sweet little slut." Seth told her in an almost 
affectionate tone. Once more Lily just blushed and 
glared at him, only this time she quickly lifted her 
hips, sliding herself up off his cock and moving to the 
side. "Now, now, I didn't say you could do that." He 
told her, though he himself rose to his knees, keeping 
the gun pointed at her. "I'm not finished yet. Hands 
and knees, now."

Slowly but surely she did as commanded, settling down 
on her knees and shifting around a bit so her rear 
would be facing him before leaning down onto her hands, 
presenting her ass and pussy to him. Moving in behind 
her, he reached down to grasp his cock with his free 
hand, guiding it in until the head once more brushed 
against the lips of her cunt. 

Pressing the muzzle of the gun to the center of her 
back with his other hand, he positioned the head of his 
cock against her hole and with one firm shove of his 
hips he felt her tight hole stretch open as he sank 
smoothly back into her. He just mmm'ed softly as he 
felt the wet warmth of her hot cunt once more envelop 
his hard stick.

Releasing the base of his cock as the last inch of his 
thick rod vanished inside her, Seth reached out, laying 
his hand on her waist for balance as he began to pump 
his hips back and forth, screwing his hard dick deeply 
in and out of her tight young pussy in long steady 
strokes. Establishing a lazy pace of idly fucking the 
girl, Seth just took the time to enjoy the feel of her 
teen slot around his stick as he slowly drove it back 
and forth inside her. The haze of contentment had him 
in no hurry, he could hold the pace as long as he 
liked.

"Lean forward more. I want your fingers teasing that 
horny little clit again, slut." He told her, continuing 
to lazily pump his hard rod in and out of her wet cunt 
as he began running the muzzle of the gun gently up and 
down along her spine. Once more she didn't resist, just 
leaning forward until her shoulders and cheek were 
pressed against the bed, her right hand reaching 
between her legs to resume playing with her stiff clit. 

The movement had caused her ass to rise ever so 
slightly, but he easily adjusted as she moved, never 
missing a stroke as he slid his thick cock smoothly 
back and forth inside her slippery tunnel.

"See, I know you, Lily. You don't suck and fuck little 
boys because you like young cock. And you don't do it 
because it's convenient. You get off on the perversity 
of it. The pure naughtiness of the act itself. You like 
being a little slut. And you like being called one 
almost as much." He told her mockingly, slowly but 
steadily beginning to pick up the pace of his hips 
driving his thick dick back and forth inside her hole. 
He could tell the words had an effect on her, the speed 
of her fingers over her clit actually increased. "In an 
odd way you even like having the gun on you, because 
being forced into this is turning you on."

"No... I'm not... I don't..." She panted out, her 
fingers still rapidly flickering back and forth over 
her hard clit. "I just..." She groaned, seemingly 
unable to finish a sentence. Not that it would've 
mattered much, given that he knew full well what she 
was really like, no matter what she said. She fell back 
into silence as he continued to pick up the pace more 
and more, beginning to really pound his cock in and out 
of her tight young slot, except for occasional soft 
moans she'd emit here and there.

Once more he let the muzzle of the gun slide back up 
along her spine as he screwed his thick stick deeply 
back and forth inside her wet cunt, only the time as he 
reached about chest level he suddenly let the gun slide 
down over her side and under to her chest, the tip of 
the muzzle grazing over her breast and brushing against 
her nipple. Within seconds he saw her turn her head to 
press her face into the bed, partially muffling the 
much louder noises she began to make as her cunt once 
more began to contract around his cock. The pace of his 
hips suddenly picked up even further, until he was 
really ramming his hard staff into her slippery young 
hole in hard fast strokes. 

The sound of her muffled moans only seemed to drive him 
on. And then suddenly out of nowhere it hit him. It was 
like a sudden surge of pleasure to his cock all at 
once, somehow mingled with the feeling of contentment. 
He could feel his cock jerk inside her, jet after jet 
of his hot cum beginning to shoot into her tight young 
pussy.

It only took several seconds before he began to calm, 
the spasming of her pussy around his cock ceasing just 
before. Almost immediately after though he felt the 
contentment fade, realization rushing in to replace it. 
Instinctively he jerked backwards, his softening cock 
sliding out of her hole. With a feeling akin to horror 
he just dropped the gun onto the bed to one side, his 
mind racing. "Lily... I'm sorry, it wasn't me." He 
found himself grinding to a halt though, because she'd 
suddenly turned to face him. There was a wide smile on 
her face, and something in her eyes. Something 
different.

"Thade." He suddenly whispered, not even needing her to 
speak to know it was true. He didn't see the blow 
coming, her hand flashed towards him shockingly 
quickly, and the next thing he knew he was reeling 
back, pain exploding in his jaw. He was stunned enough 
that he didn't even notice the back of the bed as he 
reached it, until he fell over the edge.

His back impacting with the ground caused a surge of 
pain all its own, and took the breath out of him. He'd 
never been hit by a girl before, but Lily at least 
punched harder then he expected. He didn't know if 
Thade's control had any effect on that, but his jaw 
hurt like hell just the same. He was just starting to 
try and rise back to his feet, desperately trying to 
catch his breath, when a foot flashed out over the edge 
of the bed and impacted with his cheek. 

It was enough to wrench his head to the side and send 
him sprawling. He could feel the coppery taste of blood 
in his mouth, and for a minute he could barely think. 
The next thing he knew Lily had grabbed the back of his 
shirt and was actually dragging him to his feet. He was 
still reeling from the earlier blow as she slung him 
back against the wall.

It wasn't until she delivered a sharp slap across his 
cheek that his mind finally started to come into focus. 
Her hand was on his throat, and she was staring at his 
face with a wicked smile, but the look in her eyes 
still made his senses scream Thade. "Bad Seth. Bad. You 
raped me." She said mockingly, her hand suddenly 
flashing out again. It was only another slap, but it 
was still hard enough to intensify the ringing that was 
still left over in his head from the kick.

"See though, I'm not mad about that." She said, her 
face moving in only a couple inches away from his. "My 
problem is that you've been sticking your nose where it 
doesn't belong. You think I wouldn't know about your 
dream, Seth? About what you saw? You have no business 
even dreaming about my past. So my suggestion? Stay out 
of my head, or I'm going to be in yours a lot more 
often." She told him, before her knee suddenly slammed 
into his crotch. 

Even though she didn't use nearly as much force as she 
could have, Seth still nearly felt like he was going to 
pass out for a second, the pain was so intense. As she 
released his throat, he immediately dropped to his 
knees, his hands moving in protectively over the 
injured area. For a long minute he could barely even 
breathe, and Lily just stood triumphantly over him, 
seeming to find a great deal of amusement in his 
suffering. But finally the pain began to fade ever so 
slightly. Oh, it still hurt like hell, but at least now 
he felt
 like he could move or speak through the pain if he had 
to.

That's when Lily suddenly dropped to her knees beside 
him. He didn't even need to look into her eyes to know 
that Thade was gone. "Seth, I'm so sorry. Are you 
alright?" she asked in an almost-frantic tone, her 
worry plain on her features.

"Yeah." He managed in a pained voice. "I'm fine, just 
give me a little time." He said, pausing for a few 
seconds to breathe before finally adding. "I guess 
Thade wanted to fuck us both over."

"Yeah," she murmured softly, the worry in her 
expression turning to sadness. "Let's call it even?" 
she asked softly, and at his slow nod, she nervously 
went on. "And Seth? About those things he said about 
me... You know, about the things I've done.. Could we 
keep it between us? I Really don't want the others 
knowing." She said, her eyes downcast, shame clear in 
her voice.

"Sure." He whispered, just watching her. "I won't say a 
word to them about it."

***

When he'd gotten home that night, he'd had to explain 
to his mom why his face was beginning to develop 
bruises. He'd made up some story about a fight, and 
managed to convince her not to call the school over it. 
Karen had asked him about it later that night. He'd 
just looked at her, said the name "Thade", and walked 
away. It must have been sufficient to satisfy her 
curiosity, because she didn't ask him anything else.

Lily had also asked him about another topic, earlier, 
before he'd left her place. She'd been curious what 
Thade had been talking about when he'd said through her 
that Seth had been dreaming about his past. Given the 
lingering pain he was still suffering at the time, 
though, he'd decided to err on the side of not taking 
the risk of pissing Thade off again so soon after the 
ghost had effectively kicked his ass, and so refused to 
talk about it. Given that he'd just agreed to keep her 
very large secret a short while before, she didn't seem 
inclined to press him about it, luckily enough.

But by the time he'd gone to sleep that night, the pain 
was gone. He felt fine in the morning, but given the 
state of how his face looked his mom had insisted he 
stay in bed for the day and heal up. He wasn't in the 
mood to turn down a day off from school, so he'd 
feigned just a little reluctance and immediately ceased 
to argue when she ordered him to bed. It had taken him 
nearly a half hour to fall back asleep, but when he had 
he'd just drifted for awhile, until the dream finally 
came.

***

Seth was in a classroom. Only it wasn't from his 
school, it was from the middle school. And there was 
something very strange going on. He wasn't exactly 
standing, because his feet didn't seem to make contact 
with the floor. And he wasn't floating, because his 
feet weren't above the floor-level, either. It was like 
he was hovering in place, his feet somehow resting on 
the surface of the floor without ever really touching 
it. Seth was surprised when he suddenly noticed Mandy 
sitting in the second row, looking quite bored.

'Seth.' The thought echoed in his head, bringing with 
it feelings of mixed annoyment and amusement. 'I 
thought I warned you about trying to poke around in my 
mind. You shouldn't be here, Seth. But perhaps pain 
wasn't the best tool to teach you that. Perhaps a 
better tool will be making you sit and watch. Watch the 
things I do. So strap yourself in for the ride, Seth, 
and observe firsthand what it's like to be in my head.'

Seth tried to think back, but found he couldn't. He 
could seemingly process ideas, but not form words. So 
for a little longer they just hovered there, in the 
middle of an aisle, but it only took about twenty 
seconds before the bell rang. As the kids rose from 
their seats to start moving towards the door, Seth felt 
himself reach out. 

It was odd, because there both was a hand, and there 
wasn't. It wasn't physically there, but he could still 
feel it. And while he shouldn't have been able to reach 
halfway across the room with it, he seemed to do it 
effortlessly nonetheless. 'Watch this, Seth.' The 
thoughts echoed through his mind as he suddenly felt 
his fingers plunge into Mandy's head.

It was beyond weird. He could feel her mind, her 
thoughts, in a way he couldn't describe. He could feel 
himself manipulating her mind, touching on certain key 
triggers to quickly place her into a sort of euphoric 
state, a state he would be able to hold indefinitely so 
long as his fingers remained. The state of bliss would 
lower her defenses, make her non-resistant to 
suggestion. He could feel himself sending, impulses to 
her. They weren't thoughts really, more a series of 
feelings.

As the rest of the class began to filter out of the 
room, Mandy lagged behind, watching them go. Seth 
vaguely remembered her teacher from his time in middle 
school. A Mr. Connors. Somewhere around his mid to late 
30's, dark hair and eyes, medium build. Seth supposed 
girls found him somewhat attractive. At least there'd 
been a couple girls in his class way back when who'd 
appeared to display interest.

Mr. Connors was looking over a paper on his desk, so it 
actually took nearly a minute after everyone else had 
filed out before he finally looked up and noticed he 
still had a student standing there. "Mandy. Is there 
something I can do for you?" he asked, offering her a 
smile.

Seth was finally starting to be able to differentiate 
his feelings from Thade's, but it was surprising how 
difficult it was. It was like he had partially become 
Thade himself. "Yeah, actually, Mr. Connors." Mandy 
told the teacher. Only Seth knew the words were 
Thade's. "This next period is a free period for you, 
isn't it?"

"It is." He confirmed. "Did you need something?

"I've been an A-student so far this year, right, sir?" 
she asked suddenly.

Mr. Connors just nodded with a somber expression. "Yes, 
you've been an excellent student, why?"

"Well, all year long I've been getting good grades off 
hard work and all." She said, pausing for a second 
before going on. "And I want to keep getting good 
grades. But I don't want to have to do the work 
anymore." She told him with a coy smile.

Mr. Connors just gave her an odd look before offering 
her a humoring smile in return. "Well, I'm sorry, but 
unfortunately that's the way it works in my class. If 
you stop doing the work, your grades tend to drop as a 
result."

"I know, but I could do something else for my good 
grades. Something a whole lot better then work." She 
replied, watching him slyly.

"I..." The teacher said, just pausing as he looked at 
her, his expression incredulous. "I don't know what 
your talking about." He finally said, though it was 
apparent he knew quite well what she was implying.

"Oh come on, Mr. Connors. We both know you do know." 
She responded easily. "I'll let you take out your cock, 
slide it into one of my holes, and squirt all your 
yummy juice inside, if you'll just keep giving me an A 
without me needing to do any more work." She informed 
him with a grin.

He just stared at her with the same incredulous look on 
his face. "You, you're kidding, right?" he asked.

"Does this look like I'm kidding?" she asked, before 
suddenly reaching up under the skirt she was wearing 
and drawing her panties smoothly down her legs. 
Stepping out of them, she just held them out to the 
teacher.

He just continued staring at her for a long moment 
before he finally spoke in a soft voice. "Mandy, I 
think you should put the panties back on and leave."

Seth could feel Thade's surprise. Apparently he 
expected it to be a bit easier. Recovery was quick, 
though. "Why, are you worried I'll tell someone?" Mandy 
asked, reaching down and drawing her skirt up so that 
her pussy clearly must've been exposed to the teacher, 
though Seth couldn't see it from his position. "I 
promise I won't."

Seth could see Mr. Connors' eyes fix on his younger 
sister's pussy, and the teacher was obviously having a 
difficult time looking away. "Mandy, if people were to 
find out I even considered something like that, I'd be 
risking my marriage and pretty much throwing away my 
career."

"But no one's going to find out, Mr. Connors." Mandy 
told him, continuing to hold her skirt so that her 
pussy was blatantly exposed to the teacher. "Trust me. 
After all, that would ruin my shot at getting A's, now 
wouldn't it?" she queried softly, finally letting her 
skirt drop. 

"You can't tell me you don't want me sir. Because if 
you can... If you can stare me straight in the eye and 
tell me completely honestly that you don't want to have 
fun with me, then I'll walk right out that door. But if 
you can't honestly say that you don't want to touch my 
pussy, well... Then why not try it once? You could 
always decide for sure whether you wanted to do it more 
or not after that." She told him, and though Seth 
couldn't see it, through Thade he could feel the wicked 
smile on her face.

"I..." Mr. Connors started, before just pausing, his 
eyes fixed on the fourteen year old girl who was 
offering herself to him. Then suddenly his eyes began 
to shift around the room as if searching for something 
or someone else that could be there to overhear him. 
Not seeing anything, his eyes finally returned to the 
girl.

"Mandy, I..." He started, and then paused again, taking 
several long deep breaths. "It wouldn't be proper to 
just hand A's out like that, for the act... You see, 
like with schoolwork..." He trailed off, finally 
smiling himself. "I have to grade on performance."

Seth could feel a burst of amusement from Thade, though 
it didn't quite feel like laughter. 'See how easy 
people are to manipulate when you can offer them 
something they want?' Thade's voice whispered in his 
head.

"Absolutely, sir. I wouldn't have it any other way." 
Mandy agreed, still smiling. "What subject would you 
like to test me on first?"

"I believe we need to do an anatomy quiz to start 
things off." The teacher replied. "Could you undress 
and stand by the desk, please?" he murmured, though a 
slight look of hesitation passed through his eyes, as 
if he wasn't absolutely sure in the end whether or not 
she'd actually go through with it.

His smile widened though when, without hesitation, she 
simply stepped up alongside his desk and began to strip 
off her clothes. It was at that point that Thade began 
to move towards the front of the room. The movement was 
slow and deliberate though, and by the time they 
finally got there, Mandy was not only undressed, but 
Mr. Connors was already standing in front of her with 
his head tilted in and his mouth locked around her 
right nipple, his left hand sliding it's way down her 
stomach. 

He only sucked her nipple for a few seconds though, 
because his head pulled back just as his hand slid down 
her waist and between her legs. "Question one... What's 
this part of the body?" He asked, openly grinning as he 
lightly tapped the lips of her cunt with one finger.

"My pussy." Mandy murmured, grinning back as she 
watched her teacher. "More specifically, the labia."

"Correct." He told her, one of his fingers suddenly 
vanishing into her hole. Seth could see the teacher 
beginning to pump his finger back and forth inside his 
little sister. "And what am I doing to your pussy?"

"You're fingering it, sir." Mandy said in a bright 
perky sort of voice, almost playing up the schoolgirl 
role.

"Excellent." He murmured, slipping his finger back out 
of her. As the light glanced off it, Seth could detect 
a hint of his sister's juices glistening on it. The 
teacher moved his finger up slightly to begin stroking 
his sister's clit. Mandy gasped softly, visibly biting 
her lower lip. "And what's this?" Mr. Connors asked.

"A very sensitive clitoris, sir." Mandy panted out, 
letting out soft moans here and there as her teacher 
toyed with her stiff button.

"Good." The teacher said softly. Pulling his hand away 
and lifting himself back up so that he was standing 
straight, Mr. Connors quickly reached down to begin 
undoing his pants. Within seconds he had them open and 
his hard dick pulled out through the opening of his 
boxers. It was about eight inches long, though a little 
less thick then Seth's. "What's this?" the teacher 
asked the girl.

"Hrmmm." Mandy murmured, reaching out to gently grasp 
the man's cock in her right hand, which Mr. Connors 
made no move to stop. Lightly stroking her hand up and 
down along the length of it a few times, she finally 
looked up at her teacher's face, once more smiling 
wickedly. "I believe it's a nice big cock, sir."

"Yes Mandy, I believe your right." The teacher agreed, 
grinning. "And what do pretty little girls like 
yourself do with nice big cocks?"

"Well, sir." Mandy said playfully, resuming an idle 
stroking of her hand up and down along the length of 
the teacher's hard dick. "We suck them. We try to stuff 
them into our tight little pussies, cause it feels so 
good." She said, her eyes suddenly taking on a wicked 
look all their own. "And sometimes, when we're 
naughty.. We even get them shoved into our butts when a 
guy wants to punish us properly."

"So far you're working on a perfect score." He told the 
girl as he suddenly turned to move back over to his 
chair behind his desk. Once more Thade began to slowly 
move forward. "But if you want to ace this test, you're 
going to have to climb up on my lap and demonstrate by 
example precisely where a guy's cock is supposed to go 
during sex."

Almost seductively Mandy sauntered over to his chair, 
grabbing the back of it to the sides of his neck before 
lifting her feet and placing it on the edges of the 
chair to either side of him, rising into a sort of 
crouch over his lap. Reaching down to once more grab 
the base of his cock, Mandy squatted slightly, 
positioning her cunt directly over the head of his 
stick. 

"I believe it goes..." She murmured softly as she 
positioned his hard stick against her hole. "Here." She 
finished as she suddenly sank down on him, nearly half 
his cock vanishing up into her young cunt in one smooth 
stroke. Thade continued to move in, until he was right 
beside the chair, forcing Seth to have a close-up view 
of the lips of his little sister's pussy wrapped around 
her teacher's cock.

Lifting herself up until just the head of the long rod 
remained inside her, Mandy quickly sank back down on 
the hard dick below her, taking in about six inches 
this time and drawing a groan out of her teacher. 
Continuing to firmly grip the back of the chair, the 
teenage girl began to bounce up and down on the man's 
large staff, quickly managing to take the seventh inch 
of his dick inside her as well. 

It only took about half a minute until she finally 
managed to get his cock buried to the hilt inside her 
hole, the lips of her pussy almost clinging to his 
shaft with every outward stroke as she drew herself up, 
the length of his hard dick reappearing glistening with 
her juices, before one swift plunge buried it right 
back inside her. Mandy just occasionally mmm'ed softly 
as she screwed herself up and down on her teacher's big 
dick, but Mr. Connors was letting out a little groan 
every few seconds, obviously enjoying the tight teenage 
pussy wrapped around his cock.

'How does it feel Seth?' the voice whispered in his 
head. 'Knowing that I can make those you care about do 
whatever I want them to?'

Seth still couldn't seem to form words, but he could 
feel a burst of rage surge through him, and then 
Thade's laughter echoing in his mind. Mandy's hips 
continued to quickly pump up and down, working the 
teacher's long hard dick deeply in and out of her tight 
young hole. "What do you think, Mr. Connors. Worth an 
A?" she panted out as she slid her wet pussy smoothly 
up and down on his stiff rod, working the hard shaft 
back and forth inside her in quick steady strokes.

"B plus." The teacher told her with a grin, tilting his 
head back a little as the hot young teenager continued 
to steadily fuck herself onto his hard cock. "If you 
want an A, you're going to have to hop off and bend 
over the desk, because I know a naughty girl who needs 
quite a bit of punishment."

"Ooooh." Mandy said, her wicked grin returning, very 
slowly drawing her hips up, inch after inch of the 
teacher's cock re-appearing from inside her, until the 
head finally slipped free from her pussy. Climbing down 
from the chair, the teenage girl just spun around and 
leaned forward over the desk, reaching back to use both 
hands to spread the cheeks of her ass open. "Please 
teach me a lesson, sir." She asked him teasingly.

Quickly the teacher rose from the chair behind her, 
moving in and reaching down to quickly position the 
head of his cock against her asshole. The coating of 
her juices on his cock obviously made the going much 
easier, because it only took him a couple seconds 
before the head of his cock vanished into the girl's 
ass, the tight hole stretching open as the long shaft 
began to swiftly sink into her. 

Mandy's hands moved to the table and gripped it tightly 
as Mr. Connors pressed more and more of his nice long 
stick deep into the teenage girl's butt, until finally 
he was buried to the hilt inside her, the man letting 
out a bit louder groan this time. "Mmm, now this is 
definitely worth an A." He informed her as he began to 
pump his hard cock in and of her tight ass.

"I'm glad you like it sir..." Mandy panted out as the 
teacher drove his hard staff deeply back and forth 
inside her young butt, his balls beginning to slap 
against the lips of her pussy every time he buried his 
long rod to the hilt inside her tight hole. "'Cause 
this is the most fun I've ever had getting an A." She 
told him, her hips rhythmically getting pressed against 
the table as her teacher pumped his big dick smoothly 
into her hot ass before drawing in almost all the way 
out only to hammer it back home.

'Good line, don't you think?' Thade whispered in his 
head. Seth could feel Thade's amusement. 'Watch, 
though. He won't last much longer. Too overexcited, 
this one.'

"God Mandy, you're so fucking tight." The teacher 
muttered, his hands grasping the girl's waist as he 
pounded his stiff rod back and forth inside her tight 
butt as fast as he could manage. And Thade was right, 
it was only about twenty seconds later that Mr. Connors 
suddenly drew his cock out of the girl's ass, his hand 
wrapping around the base of his shaft and beginning to 
swiftly stroke it. 

It was only seconds later that he let out a loud groan 
as his cum began to shoot over Mandy's back, the pearly 
liquid splattering over her skin in three long jets, 
before he seemingly began to calm and with a quite 
satisfied grin he half-collapsed back into his chair. 
"You've got your A." He told her in a slightly out-of-
breath tone. "Whatever the test, whatever the homework, 
you'll get a hundred on it. And well worth it, too."

"Thank you, sir." Mandy said brightly. "But, I need a 
little help." She told him, grabbing a box of tissues 
off the table and holding it out behind her. Still 
grinning Mr. Connors took it from her and began to 
carefully wipe the cum off her. When she was 
sufficiently clean and the tissues were resting in the 
trash, Mandy went to collect her clothes and start 
getting dressed. The teacher just watched her, his eyes 
following her every movement as she slipped her clothes 
back on, before walking back to her desk to collect her 
bag. That was when Seth suddenly felt Thade withdraw 
his fingers from her mind.

Mandy froze. For a few seconds she just stood there, 
facing away from the both of them, before suddenly she 
turned. Her face was surprisingly neutral. Almost, 
blank.. Shifting her bag over her shoulder, she didn't 
say a word, she just walked to the classroom door and 
then out into the hallway.

***

It was the next day. Seth hadn't talked to Mandy about 
what he'd seen. He hadn't known what he could possibly 
say to her about it without making the both of them 
feel worse. Luckily he hadn't had any further dreams 
the night before, and Thade hadn't bothered him so far 
that day. But if Thade wasn't messing with Seth, odds 
were he was probably messing with someone else, which 
didn't serve to make Seth feel much better.

Seth's mother hadn't been inclined to have him stay 
home a second day, even though the bruises hadn't faded 
yet. They'd caused some whispers in school, but he 
really hadn't been in much of a state to care.

He was out in the parking lot, having just reached his 
car. He'd just put his key into the door, and was about 
to unlock it, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. 
Spinning around, he found himself face-to-face with a 
guy who seemed familiar but who he couldn't quite 
place. "Seth, right?" the guy asked him, just watching 
him.

"Yeah." Seth replied simply, and then he suddenly 
recognized the guy. Back in middle school he'd had a 
friend who was a year younger then him. He and the boy 
had lost track over the years, but way back when he'd 
been over to his house a few times. And that boy had 
had a brother older then him by about 8 years. He'd 
never talked to the guy much, but he recognized him 
now. Mainly because he looked almost precisely the same 
now as he had then. Seth supposed the guy had aged 
well. "Your Brian's brother, right?"

"Right." The guy said smiling. "I didn't think you'd 
remember. My name's Shawn, and we need to have a talk."

"Why's that?" Seth queried, honestly curious.

"It's about the.. Recent changes in your life." Shawn 
replied.

Seth just froze. The guy couldn't be talking about what 
instinctually popped into Seth's head. "And what are 
those?" he asked hesitantly, certainly not wanting to 
say anything about Thade when he wasn't even sure the 
guy really knew. Especially given that since he'd first 
seen the guy a few seconds before, something had felt 
not quite right. There was something about the guy, 
something that was off.

Shawn just glanced around. Nobody was that close to 
them, but there was a number of people in the parking 
lot. "We don't want to talk about this in public." 
Shawn told him, his eyes finally fixing back on Seth. 
"I own a store on the other side of town." He said, 
reaching into his pocket and producing a card, which he 
handed to Seth. 

"I've got to drop my little brother off at my old 
house, but as soon as I do I 'm going to be heading 
there. I want you to meet me there. We have to talk 
about what's happened to you. You should know as well 
as I do how important this is. I'll be expecting you." 
The guy told him, not waiting for a reply before 
turning to stride off. Seth glanced down at the card. 
He knew the address printed on it, it wouldn't be that 
long a drive. Closing his hand around it, he took a 
deep breath and made his decision.

***

Seth only had to sit outside the store for about 5 
minutes when Shawn showed up and they both went in. It 
looked to be an oddities shop of some kind. A woman 
behind the counter nodded to Shawn as he entered. Shawn 
just returned the nod and led Seth to a door at the 
back of the room. Pulling a key from his pocket, he 
quickly unlocked the door and opened it, gesturing Seth 
inside. 

Slowly walking into the room, Seth was surprised to 
find that it was surprisingly small. No furniture or 
anything else, just a tiny space with a door on the 
other side, and a keypad beside it. Locking the first 
door behind them, Shawn just walked over to the second 
door and punched what appeared to be a series of codes 
rather then just one into the pad. Finally though he 
reached in and turned the knob, opening the second door 
and leading the way into the room beyond.

Following after him, Seth found himself in what 
appeared to be an office of sorts, only there were two 
display cases along one wall. Looking at the contents 
inside, Seth felt something. Ever since he'd woken up 
the morning of the day Thade had sent him over to 
Lily's, the world had felt slightly different somehow, 
in a way he couldn't quite explain. 

The mere sight of the objects in the cases seemed to 
intensify that feeling. They didn't seem that unusual 
though. There were a couple books, a few non-modern 
weapons, mostly a sword and a couple smaller blades, 
and a few other objects that didn't seem strange at 
first sight at least.

"Larikans" Shawn said softly when he saw where Seth was 
looking. "You can feel something different about them, 
can't you?"

"If I say yes, will you tell me why they feel that 
way?" Seth asked in return, finally shifting his eyes 
away from the cases.

Shawn smiled at that. "I can't tell you much just yet. 
But let's just say they're unnatural in a sense. They 
came.. From a different place." He said, before 
gesturing Seth to a chair in the middle of the room. 
"But we're not here to talk about that. Have a seat."

Seth did as he was told. "What are we here to talk 
about?"

Shawn walked past him and over to the desk sitting at 
one end of the room. "I'm sure you know. Though I don't 
myself quite yet. Allow me to explain, at least as much 
as I can. Now, this next bit is going to sound somewhat 
strange, but trust me I can prove it to be true. I 
am... Not entirely human, Seth. I am what is known as a 
freak. I don't mean that quite in the sense of the 
common word. It's simply what my kind calls ourselves. 
We were named that, and it is a name we use. I was 
human once, we all were. But that changed. Since I 
understand that this sounds crazy, and that anything 
else I were to say would probably sound more so, before 
we continue I'm willing to demonstrate what it means to 
be a freak." Shawn told him, and reaching down he 
opened one of the desk's drawers.

Pulling out a long thin knife, which didn't have the 
intensifying-effect for Seth that the ones in the 
display cases did, Shawn walked over to sit in a chair 
across from Seth. Shawn had been right of course, what 
he was saying sounded quite crazy to Seth, but given 
what had been happening lately Seth was willing to keep 
an open mind. Especially given the off feelings he got 
simply from looking at the guy and whatever those 
things in the display cases really were.

Suddenly Shawn offered the knife to him. "Test the 
edge. I want it to be clear it's not a trick knife or 
anything." The guy told him. Hesitantly Seth took the 
knife from him and very lightly ran his thumb along the 
edge. Yep, it was sharp. Very sharp. With a nod he 
offered the knife back, and without hesitation Shawn 
took it. "Now watch." The guy said, holding his left 
hand out between them, his right hand bringing the 
knife in over the left palm. 

Seth watched as the guy pressed the knife against his 
own palm and the blade sank into the flesh, with one 
smooth motion he drew the blade all the way across, 
neatly slicing open the flesh of his hand. The wound 
was quickly obscured by a flow of blood, but from what 
Seth had seen the cut had been fairly deep, and it sure 
as hell had looked real enough.

Shawn's expression though showed nothing as he simply 
set the knife down on one of the arms of the chair he 
was sitting on, holding the cut hand steady. It was 
surprising, because after the first gush of blood there 
no longer seemed to be a strong flow. 

Shawn calmly waited a few seconds, and then reached in 
with his right hand to lightly wipe the film of blood 
away from where the wound should've been. The blood 
smeared over his hand, but just the same it made the 
flesh below visible. Shawn's skin was smooth and 
unbroken. Where the blade had sliced into his flesh 
there was nothing, not even the smallest of cuts, not 
even a scar.

Shawn's eyes had been watching his, and seeming 
satisfied that the display had been witnessed, he 
picked the knife back up and rose to stride back over 
to the desk, setting the knife back in it's drawer and 
closing it. Then he simply grabbed a couple napkins off 
the table and began to wipe the blood off his hands.

Seth just sat there, shocked. He'd been sure he saw the 
blade slice into the flesh. And he was quite sure the 
skin hadn't been elevated enough from the bone to be 
some kind of fake substance with a blood pouch beneath 
it or some such. If it was a trick he didn't understand 
how it could've been performed. "How is that possible?" 
He finally murmured softly. "It.. It couldn't have been 
a trick."

"No, it wasn't a trick." Shawn agreed. "It's simply one 
of three fundamental powers the vast majority of freaks 
possess. Now..." He said, dropping the bloody napkins 
into a trash bin by the desk. "Here's another." He 
said, before he just. Vanished... That was the only way 
Seth could describe it. 

One second the guy was there, the next he wasn't. And 
at virtually the same instant he saw Shawn disappear, 
hands suddenly grasped his shoulders, causing Seth to 
nearly leap out of his skin. The hands didn't seem to 
want to hold him down, though, because as he quickly 
jumped to his feet they pulled away. Spinning around he 
came face to face with... 

Shawn, standing behind his chair. But there was no way 
he could've been by the desk one instant and then 
behind him practically the same second, without Seth 
even seeing him move. As Seth just gawked at him, Shawn 
once more smiled. "Supernatural speed." He explained. 
"Supernatural strength would be the third, but that's a 
hard one to demonstrate without moving a lot of stuff 
around or damaging something in the process."

As Shawn walked around him to resume his seat in the 
opposing chair, Seth just reluctantly slumped back into 
his. "Alright, let's say I'm willing to believe these 
things are real.. That you're not.. Human." He said, 
barely able to believe himself that he was saying what 
he was saying. "What does that have to do with me?"

"You've been touched, Seth." Shawn told him, 
emphasizing the word touched. "It's how humans become 
freaks. Contact with the void... Well, you don't 
understand about the void, so let's just say... Contact 
with the supernatural has the potential to change a 
human. The longer the contact, and the more powerful 
the supernatural influence on the object, person, or 
situation, the more likely someone is to be changed.

"Still, it's a very rare occurrence. You are... Well, 
don't take offense, but you're what my kind calls a 
half-breed. It means that the touch in you is very 
weak. So weak that you've only been changed ever so 
slightly. So far as the others of my kind would be 
concerned, you're barely more then human. As a half-
breed, you're allowed to know some of the basics about 
freaks but. If you were to get too involved, or know 
too much..." Shawn paused, looking decidedly 
uncomfortable. "You would be eliminated. That's the way 
the other's work."

"But I don't have anything like the... Powers you just 
showed me." Seth said suspiciously.

"Like I said, the touch in you is very weak." Shawn 
told him. "Odds are you won't even manifest weak 
versions of the fundamental powers. You're not truly a 
freak, Seth. Still, even one as weakly touched as you 
can sense the touch in other people and things, though 
not quite so strongly as we freaks do. You see, even 
passing near you in the parking lot I was able to sense 
the touch in you. And the moment you first saw me in 
the school parking lot, you felt something different 
about me, yes?" Shawn asked, and at Seth's hesitant 
nod, he went on. 

"And you could sense the difference in the larikans. 
You might or might not manifest other very minor 
powers, but even if you did, as I said, they would be 
truly minor. What concerns me..." He said, pausing and 
watching Seth for a few seconds. 

"Is what caused the touch in you. It has to have been 
recent. And I have yet to meet someone who had enough 
contact with the supernatural to be touched without 
knowing precisely what the supernatural thing or event 
was. So I need you to tell me about it Seth, in detail. 
It's quite important."

Seth was faced with a quandary. He certainly wasn't 
sure he trusted Shawn, but.. If the things the guy was 
saying were true, maybe there was a chance he knew or 
could do something to help them against Thade, 
something they couldn't do on their own. So he told 
him. 

He began with the night they'd used the Ouija board and 
went from there, holding back a few details from the 
night Thade had taken control of Karen. When he got to 
the point where he'd had the dream about the boy and 
the knife, Shawn stopped him. "What did you say those 
words he said were?"

Seth had to think for a moment, but when they finally 
came to him he was surprised how clear they seemed. 
"Open wide the gates to your dark light, and let your 
shadows to this place hold me tight. For as the chains 
to this body I now sever, in death allow me to live 
forever." Seth repeated softly from memory. The 
expression on Shawn's face was grim.

"The end of the Ritual of the Shadow Mind." Shawn told 
him, looking very.. Disturbed was the only way Seth 
could think to describe it. "This is.. Very bad, to say 
the least."

"Why? What's the Ritual of the Shadow Mind?" Seth 
asked, thoroughly confused.

"Well, let's just say that as a people freaks are far 
more powerful then humans. What you saw a moment ago is 
only a taste of the power some freaks can wield. So why 
then, given our power, and the attitude most freaks 
take towards humans, are we virtually unknown to human 
society at large? Why haven't factions of my kind in 
some way tried to take control, or at the very least in 
some way publicly shown their abilities to the masses? 
It's because of fear. 

"Freaks are for the most part willing to hide who and 
what they are because we fear something even more 
powerful then ourselves. The True Minds. I can't tell 
you a lot but... Let's just say that what a freak is in 
comparison to a human, a True Mind is vastly beyond in 
comparison to a freak. You could say we live for the 
most part in service to them. They generally leave us 
to our own devices, but when they do decide to give 
orders, we jump. 

"We don't question, we don't hesitate, we follow. You 
don't question a True Mind. Not if you've got any 
desire for continued survival. The True Minds are the 
ones who named us freaks, in English, in this era. They 
give us our names in each of the languages over the 
passing of time, most of the names are drawn from some 
sort of mocking word, but still we use them." Shawn 
told him, before taking a second to seemingly choose 
precisely what he wanted to say next.

"There are three kinds of True Minds. The only two that 
should ever be encountered are the Light Minds and the 
Dark Minds, though the Dark Minds have held the brunt 
of power in this world for some time now. But there's a 
third kind of True Mind. It's called a Shadow Mind. 
Shadow Minds are... Abominations. When they come to be 
in this world they corrupt the very existence around 
them with every breath they take. And any Shadow Mind 
that becomes known of will quickly have most of the 
True Minds on the planet gunning for them. 

The ritual you described.. While most Shadow Minds are 
not made thusly, some have been... And the only purpose 
that ritual could possibly serve is in someone's quest 
to become one. That ritual is forbidden. The ghost 
you've been dealing with. This Thade must have been a 
freak who broke that rule." Shawn told him.

"So let me get this straight. Thade used to be a 
freak?" Seth asked Shawn, who just nodded.

"And a very strong one, if he managed to get it to 
work. The problem with the ritual is that it's 
virtually undetectable until the Shadow Mind has 
already come into being," Shawn said, then paused, 
before beginning to explain in more detail. "You see, 
what this Thade did was establish a kind of spiritual 
link to this world. 

That in and of itself is something that should not 
exist. It allowed him to exist simultaneously in both 
this world and the Shadowlands. Picture it this way, as 
this is the easiest way to make sense of it. When you 
die a pit opens up beneath you, that you fall into and 
into a different place. The ritual created a ledge of 
sorts on the edge of the pit, that he could hold onto 
to maintain a very tenuous link to this place. 

It would be very tough to hold onto such a link for any 
extended period of time but obviously he managed it. 
He'd have been completely unable to interact with the 
outside world. Stuck to the immediate vicinity of where 
he died. He might've been able to pick up radio waves 
and other electronic transmissions through the air 
perhaps, but little else. He needed someone to come and 
summon him more firmly back into this world." Shawn 
explained.

"Us." Seth whispered very softly.

"Yes. The thing is, very few methods of summoning 
actually work. I don't even know most of them, I guess 
your Ouija board must have worked as one... But a very 
strong mind has to be present at the summoning, one 
capable of serving as a more permanent link... If such 
a person was willingly present, and only if the 
summoning was performed at the location of his death 
would the freak be able to return more strongly to this 
world. Which means he knew before he performed the 
ritual that your group would eventually use the Ouija 
board in that spot, and he knew there'd be one among 
you he could use." Shawn went on.

"How?" Seth demanded.

"Hard to be sure. There are a few very rare freaks with 
the ability to catch glimpses of the future. It's 
possible he was one of them. Regardless, you 
established in him a grounding link among you to let 
him back into the world. And he's been growing stronger 
ever since. Once he's strong enough, he will possess 
the strongest mind among you, the one that made his 
return possible. Not a possession based simply on 
control, the way you described the other one, but a 
possession in truth.

"He will enter into and take possession of the body, 
and that will establish for him a real and once more 
permanent link to this world. So long as the body 
survives, nothing will be able to shake him from it. It 
is at that point that he will become a Shadow Mind. He 
will gain the power of a True Mind, but his continued 
link to the Shadowlands will greatly enhance that 
power. But at the same time, that link will also 
corrupt and taint the surrounding world. Such a link is 
not meant to exist." Shawn finished, just staring at 
him.

"And what can we do about it?" Seth asked desperately.

"I don't entirely know." Shawn responded in an honest 
enough voice. "If it were another freak in my spot, 
they would most likely kill every single member of your 
group in order to sever Thade's link to this world and 
prevent any chance of him becoming a Shadow Mind. It's 
what we're supposed to do in a situation like this one. 
It's the only sensible thing to do, because it's the 
only way to be sure. Understand, that if he becomes a 
Shadow Mind, thousands of lives if not more could well 
come to an end because of it before the other True 
Minds can manage to confront him. And one or more True 
Minds themselves could perish in that fight." 

There was a pause where Shawn took a deep breath before 
continuing. "Unfortunately, I don't quite have the 
emotional control most of my kind do. I can't just look 
at someone I knew when they were a kid and kill them 
out of hand without a second thought, even if I know 
that that's what's for the best." Shawn said, shaking 
his head a bit.

Seth, who had been getting worried for a minute there, 
just spoke carefully. "So you're not going to kill us."

Shawn just sighed. "No. But I don't know how to prevent 
Thade from accomplishing what he wants any other way. 
Look.. I'll do all the research I can for you, in areas 
I'm sure none of you have any access to or even 
knowledge of, but know... Thade cannot be allowed to 
become a Shadow Mind." Shawn said, and the last part 
was quite firm.

"Alright, so.. What do I do, in the meantime? Is there 
even any way to know who's body he'll take?" Seth 
asked.

"No. The dream you had of him does mean that the void-
touch in you was developed through contact with his 
mind, and that it established in you a minor link-like 
power that lets you see into his mind as well to some 
extent. Use it if you can to find out what you can. The 
problem is he'll probably know whenever your mind is 
present. Just as you'll probably be able to sense him 
to some extent now, when he's close. Luckily, he's not 
omnipotent, so he can only watch one of you at a time. 
Hopefully you can use that to your advantage. Because 
seeing into his mind will be the only way to know which 
one he will take. 

"The truth is, it's unlikely that that person is 
someone he's been able to control yet. Possible, but 
unlikely. Odds are he won't be strong enough to 
actually affect that person's mind until he's powerful 
enough to possess them. As for me, I'll do the research 
as fast as I can. For your safety I won't tell any 
other freaks but. We have to be very quick about this, 
before Thade gets strong enough to take what he wants. 
One way or another I'll get back to you tomorrow, 
whether I find something or not." Shawn finished.

Left unspoken was the implication the words carried. If 
another route hadn't been found by then, Shawn might be 
unwilling to risk any more time passing in the search, 
and might finish it the only remaining way.

***

(And so concludes Part 2 of this little tale. The third 
and final part to follow, where the race against time 
until Thade takes what he wants begins. Can he be 
stopped? Can Shawn help the group? And to what lengths 
will Thade go to become a Shadow Mind? These questions 
and more to be answered in the final installment of the 
story. Stay tuned.)

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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