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Black and White
by Sky Unending (skyunending@yahoo.com)
***
A young man possesses the power of the Alchemist, only
he does not know it. Two great powers are trying to woo
the boy to use his powers to wipe out the other. 2
powerful angels descend and try to win the boy and the
use of his abilities. (MM, sci-fi, rom)
***
Author Note: This story is a figment of my imagination.
It has been dancing in my mind for too long and I
finally decided to write it down. Hope it serves as a
good read. skyunending@yahoo.com
Episode 2
"Steve." Aiden whispered to the sleeping form. "Hey
buddy, get up."
Steve rolled towards one side and half opened his eyes
to see who was disturbing him.
"Hey C'mon, let's play some tennis."
"What's the time?" Steve inquired groggily.
"It's 5:40."
"And it's Sunday morning right?"
"Yeah, so do you wanna play?"
Steve opened his eyes fully. Aiden was never one to get
up early on Sundays. He shot up and sat vertical with a
jerk.
"Ok, let's go!"
Aiden hurriedly got up and started to assemble his
tennis gear. Yesterday he had returned back to the frat
rooms after 1 O' clock and had hardly had four hours of
sleep. Yet remembering Will and the kiss, he hardly
felt tired. In fact he felt all pepped up and like a
hot fudge sundae with nuts. The world seemed like an
awesome place to live in. But Aiden reminded not to get
his hopes up to high. "Will might never call me again,
and it's not like I have any contact number of his."
Aiden would have to try and keep his exuberance under
control or severe disappointment could be heading his
way.
Aiden looked towards Jason's side of the room. Jason
was snoring slightly but his lips were shaped into a
slight smile Seems like Jason had had a great time with
Aditi too.
Three sets of tennis later an exhausted Steve called it
a game and slumped down on the benches adjacent to the
courts. Aiden was still prancing about not a bit
debilitated. Steve had managed to beat him 2-1 but
Aiden had almost beaten him in the last set losing 5-7.
This was the farthest he had ever come in a tennis
contest with Steve.
"So where did you suddenly get all this energy from?"
Steve had a questioning look on his face.
"Don't know man." Aiden replied though he possessed
some inkling where it all came from. It was the newness
of discovering someone. The newness of being enamored
by someone who was so out of league, but yet seemed
very interested in you.
Aiden made his way towards where Steve had settled
down, still swinging his racket and practicing his
strokes till he too flopped down beside Steve.
"So how did it go yesterday night with Jason and that
Indian chick and all?"
"Oh it went pretty well," Aiden replied still smiling
at the events of the day before.
"Jason handled himself well with a girl around?"
"Yeah, although with a little help from me and Tinka,
but I think he managed well on his own too."
Steve gazed at Aiden who knew that Steve already
understood that there was more to tell about the
previous day's events. Aiden cleared his throat.
"I sorta... um, met someone myself yesterday."
"Some guy?" Aiden was uncomfortable once more. What was
it about Steve that could put him at unease so easily
when it came to this topic. He was usually never
unnerved about his sexuality when it came into light.
"Yeah, his name's Will Black. He's 27 years old." Aiden
knew that this was all the information Steve would want
from him. "And he's a social worker who runs a
retirement home." Aiden quickly added the last bit as
if it compensated for his apparently aberrant tastes in
men.
"Cool." That was all Steve replied. Aiden surmised that
since Steve knew he had slept in the frat the night
before, he would reckon that this was something better
off than a one night stand. Somehow Aiden felt like he
had passed a test.
"I'll go get some water," Steve stated as he rose up
and walked towards the filters. Aiden sort of wished
that he could make Steve meet Will. He was sure that
anyone would be impressed by his personable self and he
would get to show him off a little or something like
that. Will was such am awesome person. His face, his
eyes, his body, his personality, his manner; his
overall bearing. "I just hope I am not a charity case
that he had decided to please for an evening or so,"
Aiden was trying to calm himself. He wished he could
talk to Will again, but then stealing a glance at his
watch he realized that Will most certainly would not be
awake at 7:30 in the morning on a Sunday.
Just then his cell phone buzzed on the bench beside
him. Aiden lifted the set not recognizing the number.
"Hello?"
"Yeah Hi," replied a voice from the other side. Aiden
at once knew who it was.
"Will, is that you?"
"Yup, Will here."
"Shit! I was just thinking about you!"
"I know!" replied a cheeky voice from the other end.
"So you're awake so early on a Sunday morning?"
"Yeah, awake and thinking about you!" Aiden blushed
thankful that Will would at least not be able to see
his crimson face.
"Listen," Will stated, "Hey how about meeting up and
going bowling or something?"
Aiden had hardly ever bowled in is life before. He knew
he would probably find the sport interesting if someone
would just push him a little into it.
"Bowling, er, yeah why not?"
"Cool, can I meet you at 8:30 at the same coffee shop
then? We'll grab a bite to eat and then head towards
the alleys. The bowling alley opens at 9 o' clock"
"Fine by me."
"Ok, meet you there then."
"Ok."
There was a pause on the other side before Will's voice
stated, "I'm really looking forward to meeting you."
Aiden face was positively roseate by now, the smile on
his face bigger wider had been in a long time.
"Bye." The phone clicked. Aiden kissed his phone and
leaped up in the air with joy screaming "Yesssss!"
An amused Steve was staring at the bouncing form of
Aiden. Aiden immediately stopped hopping when he saw
Steve staring at him.
"Err, that was Will, the guy I told you about."
"I guessed as much." Steve replied grinning. "C'mon,
let's get back to the room." Aiden followed Steve out
of the courts.
"And stop grinning so much. You're beaming like a house
on fire!"
~~~
Old wooden floor boards creaked as a large Doberman
padded across the room and settled down for a nap. It
knew its master would not be back for quite some time
from now. It shut its eyes and slowly drifted off into
doggie dreamland. Suddenly its ears twitched as
something awakened it from its vigilant slumber. The
large canine opened its eyes and suddenly shot up. It
stared into the atmosphere before it and let out a
guttural noise. The air ahead of it started to slowly
deform and turned turbid. The turbidity got more and
more intense until it exploded in white fumes. Another
powerful perpetual had just entered the material plane.
White's unclothed human form emerged from the white
vapors. White looked down at his nude form. He would
need to have garments to mingle with the humans and
find the alchemist. Then he looked around at his
surroundings.
Had that much changed since he had last been here? The
last time he was here, these coordinates comprised of a
deserted location. Now he was apparently in someone's
home as he looked down at his canine friend growling at
him, its mouth showing pointed white teeth. Suddenly
the animal balked and fled yelping.
White smiled and spread out both his arms in a
crucifixion pose and spoke out. "Assorted Ability 4;
Fabric Habiliment."
Rings of white and azure lights appeared around both
his wrists. The rings moved towards each other,
expanding and contracting in shape as they hovered
above the muscles beneath them, leaving cloth in their
wake. They reached till his biceps on either side and
then suddenly frittered away. White stared at the cloth
that covered his alms halfway up to the biceps. He had
just entered the material plane and it would be some
time before his abilities recovered. He firmly held his
alms perpendicular to his body, concentrated within
himself and repeated, "Assorted Ability 4; Fabric
habiliment."
The rings of light appeared again and started their
motion along his alms. They covered the muscles in his
alms and moved towards the torso and neck, slowly
floating over the ridges and contours on his abdomen
and the taut and varied muscles on his back leaving a
trail of cloth along. They moved across his nether
regions and then to the doughty pillars that were his
legs. Completing the entire path along his impressive
frame, they reached his ankles, and then slowly
dissipated, their task complete.
White now had to search for the alchemist. He brought
his palms together in front of his chest, holding them
about a quarter feet apart. "Ability of the Light 84;
Quarry Seek." A narrow beam of laser-like white light
emerged from his chest and pointed towards the South
West, continuing through the walls of the house. This
light would lead him to the Alchemist. White walked
over to the door and exited the apartment. He wondered
what he would say to the alchemist once he met him.
~~~
Aiden was happy. Happier than he had been in a long
time. He sat grinning opposite Will who was grinning
back at him. Aiden had gone bowling with Will, almost a
first for Aiden; he had never formally bowled in his
life before, just accompanied friends who bowled and
Will had given him a time to remember. The two sat
outside the bowling lanes, Aiden holding his arm which
seemed to be burning now that he had given it so much
strain; tennis in the morning and now this.
"What? Why are you smiling?" inquired Will.
"What me? And what about you? You're grinning too!"
"Well, let's just say I found your bowling abilities
exceptional!" Will was referring to Aiden's bowling
'techniques', and in particular to the time when he had
tried to get Aiden to improve his stance. Aiden,
totally enraptured in the 'I-am-gonna-knock-all-those-
pins-down-with-this-strike' mood had stepped forward
and swung the bowling ball with force. The next moment
Aiden slipped and crashed down to the floor beneath
skidding to where the ball ought to have gone while the
ball went flying two lanes to the left. Fortunately no
one was hurt, except Aiden's pride that is. Will soon
resolved his pride issues with a smile.
Aiden showed his tongue to Will and stated with a mock
frown on his face, "If you're referring to the incident
where I goofed up and slipped, it's not my fault that
they tell you to take of your shoes outside and play
only in your socks."
"They never told you to wear your socks and play! You
should have taken them off too!" Will was guffawing by
the time he finished. Aiden glared at him angrily.
"Yeah yeah, whatever!"
"Seriously! You should have seen yourself! I still
don't understand how you ended up in the lane and not
the ball!"
"Ok, ok, I get the idea."
Will continued laughing. Aiden was still staring at him
thinking he looked so beautiful when he laughed. Then
he decided the guy was so damn good-looking that he
would look drop dead gorgeous even in a bloated fancy-
dress frog rubber costume.
Will finally stopped laughing. "So, you wanna hit the
video-game arcades?"
Aiden just looked at Will for a moment thinking wasn't
this 27 year old dude a bit too old for video games?
"What, you think I'm too old for video games?" Black
was reading Aiden's thoughts and had been doing it
since morning when they met.
"No!" said Aiden forcefully surprising even himself.
"Let' go to the arcades!"
At that moment Aiden's phone buzzed. He looked at the
phone screen. It was Tinka. Aiden answered the call.
"Hey what's up?"
"Don't act all ignorant with me!" she yelled before he
could get in one more word. "What happened with that
Will dude yesterday night? I want all the minutest
details."
"Hey, Tinks. Sorry, can't talk right now, will call you
later." Aiden was eager to put down the phone. Tinka
apparently had other plans.
"Can't talk? Omigod! You're still with him aren't you?"
"Not still," he stated looking at Will, thinking his
cryptic way of talking would not allow Will to
understand that he was being talked about. Little did
he know otherwise.
"You met up with him again today?" an incredulous Tinka
asked.
"Yes." Aiden answered, "Ok now bye, gotta go!"
"Wait you moron... did you or did you not sleep with
him?"
"No!" Aiden replied haughtily. Will was still standing
in front of him, patiently tapping his foot.
"Ok, go for now, but you better have time to tell me
everything later!"
"Sure, bye!" Aiden clicked off the phone and looked
apologetically at Will for keeping him waiting so long.
"It's the girl from yesterday, Tinka right?" Will
enquired.
Aiden looked at him dumbfounded. "How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess!"
"Yeah it was her. She was asking about how things went
between, err, with us yesterday." Aiden admitted
sheepishly.
"And you never told her things were rocking?!" Will was
looking at Aiden indignantly.
"Oops!"
"Well anyway, let's head to the arcade!"
Aiden followed Will wondering what the hell he had done
to deserve such a person. He hoped it was real. That
their friendship or relationship or whatever this was,
was real. Then he tugged at his cargos to make himself
comfortable. They were Steve's cargos. He had been
exasperated in the morning after getting Will's call to
meet up for bowling. "What the hell should I wear?" he
had lamented. Bowling meant casuals and his favorite
cargo's were in the wash. He had borrowed Steve's good
pair but Steve was a size smaller than him. He was sure
these cargos would leave marks and grooves along his
waist.
Will on the other hand, Aiden observed, was dressed
smartly in black denim cargos and a green turtleneck
shirt. "He looks gorgeous" Aiden had thought many
times. Even as Will had been bowling his turns and
Aiden had wistfully admired his posterior. Apparently
the girls in the neighboring lane had noticed him too,
and were clapping and applauding whenever Will bowled.
But they had all suddenly disappeared when Aiden had
started finding them irritating and things were perfect
after that.
50 minutes of frenzied video-gaming later, Will lead
Aiden to a burger joint. The pair ordered their meals.
Will haggled with Aiden for paying for his meal but
Aiden declined it like always. The two settled down
with their meals.
"So, what's the plan after this?" Will asked raising
his eyebrows.
Aiden instantly thought about all the work he had lined
up for the day. And he thought about how Will could
just goof off like this when he must be having tonnes
of work and all, but then he surmised that since it was
a Sunday, he was probably relaxing and enjoying. Before
Aiden could come up with an answer, Will interjected.
"I have some work to be done during the day, but I'm
free in the evening. I would love for you to come and
see the retirement home."
Aiden was pleased. He would have time for his academic
duties as well. This guy was just too perfect.
"Ok, so what time should I come?"
"No, I'll pick you up around 6:30. That fine with you?"
"Won't that be a little too late in the evening or
something?"
"No, no. It will be perfect. It's a retirement home;
it's not like the people are in a hurry to go
somewhere."
"Ok then, 6:30 is perfect."
"And we'll go someplace for dinner after that. And I
will be paying for the both of us."
Aiden gestured at him helplessly but before he could
say anything else Will interjected once again.
"We're just going for pizza cause I got free coupons!"
Will held out a pair of coupons in his hand, rubbing
them against one another.
"All right then." Aiden finally relented. "That means I
have breakfast, lunch and dinner with you today!"
"Yup, and I am really sorry I can't spend any more time
with you." Will smiled as he said this.
Inside, Black seethed at the amount of effort he had
already put into this endeavor. He was surely fucking
the alchemist tonight, and hopefully his mission would
be complete.
~~~
Aiden looked at the address that Tinka had given him,
The number on the building stated that it was the one
she had asked him to go to, but where was the optician
shop she had referred him to. All he saw was a shop
with a small sign saying "Horoscopus. Fortune Telling."
Aiden made a weird face thinking of the lack of taste
with the jarring black and red colors used in the
signboard and strained his eyes to read the finer print
under the main title. 'Future predicted for lowest
prices.'
Aiden looked around helplessly. This was certainly not
the place to consult an optometrist. Was Tinka getting
exacting revenge for the toothpaste biscuits prank by
sending him to a bogus location? Just then he looked
up. There it was; 'Optical Palace'. This was the place
Tinka had asked him to visit. "Cheesy names around
here," Aiden thought to himself.
Aiden had decided that he had had enough of his
bespectacled look and would try wearing contact lenses
for a while. "I can always revert back to my glasses if
I don't find lenses any good," he had reasoned. Aiden
climbed up the narrow spiral steps leading up to the
shop and entered it. "Okay Aiden," he said to himself,
"Time for a new you!"
8 feet below Aiden's feet, a petit Japanese lady was
having great trouble entertaining a customer. The irate
patron was annoyed as the fortune telling Japanese lady
had been telling him to hold on for she was facing some
psychic disturbances. After 10 minutes of petulant
waiting, the customer stomped off cursing why he had
ever come here in the first place.
The Japanese lady was still trying to figure out what
was wrong with the 12 sided dodecagon shape board she
used to predict her patrons' fortunes. She knew she was
not very good at fortune telling; she would never be as
good as her mother had been at it. But right now
something was wrong and she could hardly understand it.
Suddenly she saw a vision in the crystal placed at the
centre. A vision of a strapping young man who was the
devil. And a vision of a boy who would be used to serve
the devil's purposes.
Aiden's nearby presence had triggered this reaction
though he and the Oriental lady would never know that.
The fortune teller was witnessing the most vivid vision
of her life. It worried her and made her sick to the
stomach to look at the consequences of the devil's
deed.
~~~
Aiden stole a glance at his watch as he reached the
main entrance of his college. It was 6:26 PM. Will had
said he would pick him up from the main gate. Aiden
made his way towards the granite benched to settle down
and wait.
Just then a black sleek car drove up and halted beside
Aiden. Aiden raised his eye brows staring at the
streamlined body of the car. Yup, it was a Lamborghini
though Aiden had no idea which one. Who the hell was
driving this beauty?
As if on cue, the door of the car disengaged from its
position and rose up. Will sat in the driver's seat in
a tight red T shirt that showed off his perfect body.
He was wearing glares that made him look super hot to
Aiden.
"So you wanna get in or not?" asked Will. Aiden's mouth
was still agape.
Aiden finally composed himself. "You own this car?!"
"Yeah, I do, now just get your butt in here!"
Aiden stepped into the svelte vehicle and sat a little
consciously into the leather seat. "Shit! Too much!"
Aiden exclaimed, glancing all around at the design of
the car. The dashboard, the seats, the glowing buttons.
"I've never sat in anything like this before!"
Will took of his glares and winked at him. "Well now
you have."
Aiden was still staring wide-eyed at everything. "Ok,
buckle up buddy, and we'll head towards the Joe Black
retirement home." Will changed the gears of the car and
zoomed off.
Aiden was still thinking about telling all his friends
about the car and what their reactions would be. Shit!
this guy was probably loaded! Where the hell did he get
all this money from?
"So you thinking, how a person like me who runs a
retirement home, gets to own a car like this? Are you
charging me of embezzlement of social funds in your
mind?"
Aiden looked back at Will with a deer caught in the
headlights expression.
"So you are eh?"
Aiden picked up on Will's humor and decided to play
along. "So should I charge you with embezzlement of
retirement home funds?"
"Well actually, this car was given to me as a present
on my 21st birthday by my grandfather."
"No fair! How come I never get things like that on my
birthdays?" Aiden harrumphed and folded his arms across
his chest. "And to think that I turned 21 just this
year!"
"But I do need to ask you one thing." Aiden added.
"Shoot."
"How come you walked with me everywhere before? If I
owned this baby, I certainly would never walk to go
anyplace in my life. Even if the distance is only a 100
feet."
"But if I would not have walked yesterday, I would not
have met you, would I?"
Aiden blushed at Will's reply. It would take some time
before he understood Will's fascination with him.
10 minutes of car journey later, in which Aiden perused
all of Will's CD's and tested the potent music system
of the car, Will slowed down in a huge compound, in
front of a 2 floor storey wide structure.
"Yup. Here we are!" Will stated braking to a complete
stop in front of the entrance of the edifice.
"So this is the Joe Black retirement home?" Aiden
asked, reading the golden letters above the foyer. He
noticed the muted pastels of mauve and green that the
building was painted in, giving the whole structure a
serene and peaceful look.
"Yup. Joe Black was my grandfather," Will stated as he
switched off the engine and the doors on either side
slowly swung up. The two exited the car and walked up
to the foyer.
"C'mon, let me take you on the grand tour."
Aiden followed Will as he pushed open the glass doors
and was immediately greeted by podgy receptionist with
red cheeks.
"Good evening Mr. Black. We have a guest?"
"Good Evening Doris. Yes, this is Mr. Writer, who's
interested in taking a look around the retirement home.
I shall personally escort him."
"Very well, and should I arrange for something to eat
perhaps?"
"No that will not be necessary; Mr. Writer and I have
plans for later." Will was smiling and looked at Aiden
who smiled back. Aiden loved the fact that Will always
seemed happy and smiled perpetually. He knew for a fact
that he always had a dorky grin on his face whenever he
was around Will.
Will led him through a door at towards the right
leading to a narrow corridor painted in white. "Well,
let us start with the indoor recreation rooms." Aiden
followed Will as the passage opened into a set of large
rooms filled and bustling with people. There were
cubicles one after the other that catered to different
activities. "Wow!" he breathed.
"This was constructed by my grandfather 5 years back,"
Will stated as he waved to a blonde girl. "It's the
recreation place for elder people to spend some
relaxation time in and indulge in their hobbies." "We
even have a home theatre system towards that side."
Will pointed to a large TV screen with equally tall
speakers on either side. No one was watching anything
at the time.
Aiden looked around, taking in the sights of the rooms.
Towards his left a room filled with stands on which
white papers attached to clip boards rested. Two elder
men were busy painting portraits of what appeared to be
each other, while another elderly lady was giving shape
to some wet clay.
They turned around on hearing Will's voice greeting him
good evening and smiled at Aiden. Aiden smiled back. On
the other side was a larger room filled with more than
a dozen tables on which were carom boards, chess and
other board games. This section was rife with people
playing games who all nodded to Will in
acknowledgement. "Sunday evening is the ideal time for
gamers," Will explained.
They strolled past a number of other rooms, Will
casually telling Aiden about all the activities that
went on around here. There was a smaller room in which
soft music played as an elderly couple swayed gently to
the music. The lady winked at Will as he passed by.
There was a reading section with shelves full of books.
A few elderly people, some with thick glasses sat in
easy chairs as they read them.
"And here we have Mr. Kimberley's piano," Will pointed
towards the large object. "Mr. Kimberley would not
enter our retirement home unless we guaranteed that his
piano would come too. He is however banned from playing
during the evenings when the most crowd gathers here.
Our senior members complain that at their age, they
have lost enough hearing and would greatly appreciate
losing no more." Aiden chuckled as he sauntered beside
Will.
A blonde girl about Aiden's age, who Will had initially
waved to, suddenly appeared. "Mr. Black," she said,
"How's your day going?"
"Perfect Rachael." Will introduced the girl to Aiden.
"This is Rachael here. She spends her evenings here
helping us in our tasks."
Aiden and Rachael said hi to each other and Aiden
immediately felt that he would also like to spend some
time with the people here. Everyday was hardly a
possibility, but maybe once or twice a week he could
come here. Everything had such a clean and salubrious
feel. It would be awesome to spend an evening or two a
week here. Black did not at all like this line of
thought.
"And here we have our gardens." Will stated as he led
Aiden through an exit to an open space where there were
lawns with a few tables and chairs arranged around.
"Our elder people spend a lot of time gardening here
and they are solely responsible for the number of
prizes we have won for their gardening efforts." Aiden
noticed three old ladies who were sitting at table
playing cards under a lighted umbrella for it was dark.
"Ah, that's Mrs. Montgomery and her card playing
troupe. They never give it a rest." Black called out to
them and asked them to go indoors and play. "After this
game dear." The old lady replied. Aiden noticed the
wooden u-shaped hoops and pegs that were sticking out
of the ground for playing croquet.
Will then led Aiden to the Medical premises showing
introducing him to the head doctor and his nurses. "We
have the latest medical technology and appliances."
Will stated. "We better have, for the price many of the
people's children pay for their parents to stay here.
"This place is huge." Aiden said, after visiting the
yoga hall and the sauna rooms. "It never looked this
huge from the outside!"
"We currently house 283 elderly people here. It has to
be huge for that kind of a number."
"Hey, can you wait a second?" Aiden questioned. "I need
to visit the restroom."
"Sure, the restroom's that way," Will stated, pointing
to a long corridor. He had been wondering when the boy
would ask him of the pressing problem that he had been
getting signs of from his mind for quite long. "Towards
the outside garden, there are a couple of doors to the
right. I'll wait right here."
Aiden headed of to attend to nature's call. He
hurriedly finished off his business not wanting to keep
'his hunk' waiting. He opened the door of the toilet
and bumped into a small Japanese lady.
"Oh Sorry!" Aiden looked down and noticed how small the
lady was.
The lady gaped at Aiden and suddenly shrieked, "It's
you! It's you! I found you!"
"Who me?" Aiden asked bewildered. He noticed that the
lady's complexion was as white as milk.
"Yes, I've been trying to track you since so long!" she
said, completely dropping of the phony Japanese accent
she would assume for her customers, it gave them an
oriental feel when she did that.
"Uhh... I..."
"No, you don't know me but..." the lady stopped as
footsteps were heard along the corridor.
"Listen!" she said, "There's no time! Just listen to
me. The devil - he's with you and he's after you!"
"After me? What devil?"
The footsteps were getting closer, their soft thudding
indicating someone just around the corner.
"Yes, he wants to use you, he wants to..."
Just then Will appeared around the corner. It took a
fraction of a second for Black to read both the
people's minds and understand what had transpired.
"What's going on here?" he boomed in a loud voice.
Aiden noticed for the first time an angry expression on
Will's face. The Japanese lady got a horrified
expression on her face as she looked at Will. This was
the devil of her vision.
"I don't know... this lady..."
Suddenly the Japanese lady burst out into a string of
Japanese, bending again and again as if apologizing.
She got close to Aiden and discreetly slipped a card
into the back pocket of his jeans. "Call me," she
whispered. Aiden caught a glimpse of the card before
she slid it behind him. A vibrant display of black and
red colors that read something like 'Horoscope'.
But stealth was not something that could have fooled
Black. He had already read the lady's intention and
knew about the card she placed in Aiden's pocket.
Then as abruptly as she had entered the scene the lady
bobbed off, away from the two. Aiden was still gawking
in her direction, befuddled while Black looked at her
retreating form with his face as black as thunder.
Abruptly his face broke into a smile.
"Senile old people!" he stated, "C'mon, We've just been
roaming around, let's involve ourselves with the
patrons a bit." Aiden noticed Will had a large box
tucked under his arm. He shrugged and followed Will,
dismissing the incident as the doting effects of an
elderly person.
Will led Aiden to the residential quarters and knocked
on a door with a label stating Mrs. Anderson.
"Come in." a mellow voice answered.
The two entered a neat room where Mrs. Anderson sat on
a chair at the side and another old lady sat on the
bed. Both were knitting some kind of woolen wear. And
judging by the number of balls of wool lying on the
bed, Aiden surmised they must be pretty good at it.
"Dear child! Good to see you!" Mrs. Anderson called out
with a twinkle in her eye. Black walked towards her,
bend over and hugged her. He hugged the other lady as
well.
"This is Aiden here," he stated introducing Aiden to
the two ladies who mentioned what a fine man he was.
"And we've come so I can oust you and Aiden in a game
of Pictionary." Said Will as he placed the box he was
carrying on the bed. Aiden looked at the box and
smiled. He was very good at the game.
Aiden was teamed up with Mrs. Anderson and Will with
Mrs. Green, the other lady. 5 minutes into the game,
Aiden realized that both the elder players were really
good at the game. In fact, compared to them he sucked
at it! However Mrs. Anderson was good enough to
compensate for his flaws. She soon led herself and
Aiden to victory.
~~~
A boisterous pair stormed out of Pizza Inn. Aiden was
laughing hard leaning against Will's shoulder who was
himself howling with laughter, his eyes tearing.
"Well what else could she have done?" Aiden asked
between laughs. "The sand was running out and I was not
being able to guess the word."
"You dolt! How could you not come up with that word? It
was one of the easier ones."
Will was referring to their Pictionary game when Mrs.
Aiden had to draw 'PISTOL' to advance to the next
block. Mrs. Aiden was relieved thinking she had an easy
one. She drew a gun shape with a trigger and Aiden
started guessing. "Revolver, gun, Policeman, robber,
thief!" Aiden had cried out. Mrs. Anderson shook her
head fervently and Aiden guessed further on; "Holster,
err....trigger, bullet...um rifle, carbine!" Mrs.
Anderson had stared at Aiden exasperatedly. The minute
glass indicated their time was running out.
Finally the old lady sketched a penis, with a pair of
testicles hanging and drew a steam of droplets gushing
out of the tip. Aiden looked upto the old lady's face
not believing what she had drawn... "Piss??" and then
realization dawned upon him. "Pistol!!" he cried out, a
second before the last grains of sand trickled down.
Mrs. Anderson had leaped into the air, an extraordinary
feat for a woman her age, and hugged Aiden. An
embarrassed Aiden smacked his head wondering how he had
not come up with such a simple word.
And Will was laughing at the same incident now.
"Get over yourself," Aiden stated with a mock frown on
his face as he playfully swatted at Will's butt. And
then burst into peals of laughter himself.
Black was furious inside. He had been laughing along
all this time and playing this game. This day had
completely drained the Perpetual. With all the
arrangements his mistress had to make to create an
illusory retirement home and all the troglodyte Empaths
she had appointed to stay in as elder people. Each one
of those Empaths could read any humans mind and were
all commanded by the Empress of Vand to carry out the
extended charade.
"So what now?" asked Black, not knowing what the
alchemist was going to think of for their next move.
"Ice Cream!" yelled Aiden as he dragged Will towards a
small Ice cream outlet which read 'Frozen Palace'.
~~~
White was close. He could sense it. The white laser-
like light he was following was leading to a structure
of some sort. 'Frozen Palace', it read. Would he meet
the alchemist there? White was nervous. For centuries
the Kingdom of Light had awaited the arrival of the
Alchemist. And soon White would convene with him. What
would the Alchemist say? Would he agree to help out a
distressed Seraph? He could refuse at once, after all
the Alchemist's powers were his to use.
White made his way across the crowded grounds as people
stared at him passing by. It was his external beauty,
he knew that. He would know it without even glancing
into their minds. The humans were cretins in this
matter. Judging things greatly by just their outside
appearances. They had a lot to learn yet. He walked
past a trio of girls that were openly ogling him. One
of them whistled as his imposing form crossed them,
nearing 'Frozen Palace'.
~~~
Back In the Kingdom of the Dark, the Empress of Vand
was anxious. And that in itself was a rare thing. She
had seen in the seven vision stone, the one she used to
watch her Guardian Black and the Alchmest in, that her
greatest enemy was in the vicinity of the former two.
She had no inkling how her 'blessed' rival had found
the Alchemist. But one thing was certain; he could in
no manner be allowed to intervene right now.
The small girl sat between the 6 crystals she had
assembled. She closed her eyes and started murmuring
under her breath, her voice getting louder with every
word. All of a sudden, the 6 crystals shone brightly,
and a six-pointed star was etched on the ground,
effulgent in black flames. The voice of the little girl
was deafening now, reverberating across for miles. And
as she approached the crescendo of her chanting, she
abruptly stopped her incantations, opening her eyes.
She had succeeded in her task.
"Pi, you will procure us some time." The pet chimera
received her message telepathically.
"Yes, your excellency."
"You will engage White and prevent him from
intervening."
The Chimera descended, as if bowing with respect as his
eyes glowed icy silver. The fanciful creature then
shimmered and disappeared onto the material plane.
"White cannot encounter the Alchemist or Black at this
moment," the little lass stated to a nonexistent
gathering.
~~~
White cautiously made his was towards the Ice cream
parlor following the white light of 'Quarry Seek'. When
he neared the structure, he realized that the laser
light passed through the structure and went beyond it.
Had he not sensed that the alchemist was near here
somewhere? The light of Quarry Seek seemed to say
otherwise. He shrugged his shoulders and walked past
the glowing letters which stated 'Frozen Palace',
following the light as it led him astray.
White walked on still wondering what powers the
Alchemist possessed. Legends had it that the Alchemist
would arrive and the battle between the Kingdom of
Light and Dark would be over. Legend also stated that
the Alchemist possessed powers beyond contemplation. He
wondered what these legendary abilities of the
Alchemist could be.
White realized that following the light spell he had
been led astray from the crowd. He had been striding
for more than 15 minutes and now he walked in an open
stretch of land where not a single person was visible.
Where was the light taking him to?
Abruptly a chill ran in the atmosphere. White instantly
realized that something was wrong. Soft notes of music
wafted in the air, steadily getting louder. White
looked around rapidly, trying to understand what was
happening. The melody resounding in the atmosphere,
where was it originating from? It was the sound of a
flute. In the next instant came a crashing wave at a
high speed, a sonic ice breaker that unexpectedly
boomed from behind White and collided with the high
Seraph, ramming into him at a high speed and thrusting
him along before it impaled him into an iron fence.
White reeled under the blow of the impact and got up
unsteadily. The deleterious wave had knocked him face
forward into the iron fence. The fence now lay on the
ground, mangled pieces of iron twisted beyond
recognition, but white had suffered greatly from the
blow too. His torso throbbed with the force of the
impact and blood dripped from above his right eye brow,
blurring his vision before it trickled to the ground.
Any pain or pleasure experienced by the corporeal shell
that encased him would impair his spirit directly. The
attack had caught him completely off guard.
White raised his arm, wiping the blood from his eyes
with the back of his palm so he could see clearly.
Directly ahead at a distance of about a 100 yards he
could make out a hazy shape flitting about, slowly
approaching him.
"Who are you?" his voice boomed. White had no clue as
to what force could lunge at him with such an
inexorable capacity.
"Who am I?" The voice questioned back with mirth in the
voice. The shadowy shape slowly evolved into a human
form. "Don't disrespect me by failing to recognize me
White!"
White stared dumbfounded at the small 10 year old boy
standing 50 yards ahead of him. A boy with white hair
standing vertically upright, adorned in a black robe.
It was Pi, the pet chimera of his sworn enemy, the
Empress of Vand. Only this time he possessed his true
form, the one of a 10 year old child with an evil smirk
on his face. He held a 2-feet long glass flute in his
hand, the 'Flute of Frost', White recognized the device
responsible for the icy sonic wave that crashed him
earlier.
"You!" cried out White.
"Yes me," the child replied as he lifted the glassy
flute to his lips and blew into the grooves, his
fingers dancing proficiently up and down the
transparent instrument. White tuned his senses to make
out the presence of a spiritual cordon that had been
placed around, encompassing a circular area with a 1
mile radius. Even the subjects of the dark understood
the importance of remaining unknown to the humans. The
spiritual cordon would isolate the circular region so
anything taking place inside the caulked area would
remain unseen from the material plane. So Pi, intended
to fight him here? White wondered if the cordoned area
would be large enough to withstand the mayhem that was
about to take place.
Shrapnels of ice surrounded White's adversary Pi, as he
completed a melody and gathered energy in the form of
an icy orb levitating in front of his torso. White
stretched out both his hands and placing one palm over
the other he aimed towards the child to spout a spell.
"Ability of the Light 21, Flaming Shot." A red fiery
sphere materialized perpendicular to his palms.
White grimaced and fired the flaming ball towards the
kid. Pi let out a battle cry as he swung his flute in
an arc, hurling his iced sphere towards his opponent.
The iced sphere hurtled towards White at an astonishing
pace, burgeoning into the profile of an enormous icy
wave that screeched an ear-piercing sound as it
advanced. It collided with the fiery ball fired by
White, causing an explosion leaving behind flames and
fumes of boiling water which slowly dissipated.
The two adversaries stared fixatedly at each other, the
child smirking and the man frowning.
"Well you countered that this time," Pi stated
contemptuously, "Let's see you counter these." Pi
lifted the flute to his lips again, playing a melody of
higher note this time. The shrapnel of ice around his
body glowed as more than a dozen orbs of ice and sound
materialized around him. White raised his eye brows
knowing he would not be able to counter these with the
flaming ball spell.
The younger fighter swerved his transparent flute into
arc shapes, sending wave after wave of icy sonic blasts
towards White.
White dodged the first wave jumping a high altitude.
Just as he landed on the ground another wave came
crashing towards him which he eschewed by skidding to
his left. He looked in dismay at the number of crushing
waves that were approaching him or being fired by Pi
and decided he needed higher agility and greater
movement faculty. He leaped into the air dodging a wave
as it shrieked by, and closed his eyes while still in
the air.
An assortment of miniature comet shaped lights
accumulated behind his shoulders and took the shape of
giant pearl white wings. His pinions were back. He
flapped them and flew higher into the air.
"Trying to fly away little fairy?" Pi aimed his waves
to the flying form of the angel now. Swiftly White
avoided one wave after the other. He knew he would have
to go on the offensive now.
He concentrated his energies and called out to his
fighting companion. A brilliant light dazzled in front
of White, radiating sparkling light that caused Pi to
shield his eyes. Now White held the most powerful
weapon in the Kingdom of Light, the 'Helos Saber'. He
let out a howl as he clashed his sword against an
approaching icy sonic blast, a wave that was larger
than his own form, frittering away the blast and
dispelling it.
White swooped down to the ground and stood up
magnificently, his White wings out and proud,
brandishing the sword of Helos in one hand.
"My opponent gives me hardly enough time to draw out my
own artillery."
Pi gritted his teeth, "The Helos Saber shall no longer
be able to defeat the Flute of Frost." He once more
played out screeching high pitched tones on his flute
as more icy orbs resounded around him. "Die, you cursed
creature of the Light!"
~~~
Aiden could not stop giggling as Will led him out of
the ice cream parlor, holding him tight by a hand
around his waist. Aiden felt ebullient, as if he had
had a glass of some exquisite wine. Will was having
that effect on him.
Out of the blue Will pulled him into a dark corner
beside the shop and slammed him against the wall.
Immediately he smashed his mouth upon Aiden's kissing
him fiercely. Aiden retaliated the kiss with equal
intensity. Will was pressing into Aiden's body and
Aiden could feel a rock hard penis pressing against his
stomach. Aiden was sure Will could feel his own penis'
joy as it was forced upon Will's thigh.
Will broke the kiss as abruptly as he had started it.
His severe green eyes looked into Aiden's, his face
reflecting a pure animalistic sexual urge. He slid one
hand down and grabbed Aiden's throbbing member with it,
rubbing it gently.
"Let's go to my place," he uttered in almost a growl.
Aiden only moaned and closed his eyes. Will was taking
him further than he had ever been in many ways. Will
jerked on Aiden's hand and half jogged to the black
Lamborghini, dragging Aiden along.
6 minutes of frenzied driving later, Will pulled into
the parking lot of an 80 storey building. Aiden gasped
at the huge structure before him.
"You live..." Aiden's words were silenced by Will's
voracious mouth crashed upon his own as it tended to
devour Aiden. Will was bending towards the passenger
seat and the two were jerking forward and backward as
their mouths wrestled.
Suddenly Will lunged back on his seat with pain. "Oww!
You bit me!" Aiden had no clue what had taken over him.
He looked at a small cut on Will's lip as it turned
dark red. Aiden lurched forwards and initiated the
onslaught of hungry wet kissing himself this time.
The two finally broke apart as Will wrenched Aiden
apart, both gasping for air. "Let's go up," he growled
with pure sexual passion on his face. Aiden elicited
another moan and followed Will out of the car.
The elevator saw another tongue fight as Will once
again slammed Aiden against the walls, holding Aiden's
face with both his hands. Aiden could hardly breathe
but he was in no hurry to stop the kiss. Aiden would
have probably died of suffocation if Will's floor would
not have arrived and a man in a black suit, waiting for
the elevator would not have coughed rather obviously to
break up the two.
Once inside Will's apartment Aiden once again dived for
Will's mouth who stopped him half way in his advance.
Will placed his arms around Aiden's waist and rapidly
lifted him up placing him on his shoulder as if
carrying a sack of potatoes. Aiden was surprised at how
effortlessly Will seemed to do that but he was getting
a great view of Will's denim clad butt from there.
Aiden was still giggling. Will lead him to a bedroom
that housed a king sized bed and dumped Aiden on the
bed.
In one fluid motion Will stripped off his red T-shirt
and looked down upon Aiden as a predator about to
ravage his prey. Aiden stared at the glorious male body
on display. Lean muscles and cuts at all the right
places. How many hours of hard work could possibly
attain one such a body?
Staring at Will's form, suddenly Aiden's rational mind
came back. He felt embarrassed that such a God was
going to have sex with him; he certainly would not be
good enough for Will.
Black immediately picked up on this line of thought and
softly plopped down beside an Aiden who was lowering
his gaze.
"Hey? What's the matter?" he cooed. The split second
change of mood on the room was palpable.
Will placed his fingers below Aiden's chin and lifted
his face, till their eyes met. Aiden was hardly able to
look into the emerald greenness of Will's eyes. "Will I
be good enough for you?" Aiden asked, his voice
sounding as if he had just flunked a major examination.
Will smiled, "Aid, you're the hottest thing that's
happened to me in a long time. I want you so bad!" Will
took Aiden's hand and led it down to his crotch making
Aiden feel the hardness that was all for him.
"Fuck rationality" Aiden thought as he lunged forwards
and took Will's mouth into his own.
~~~
White was dodging wave upon wave of icy juggernauts and
was getting annoyed. Pi, was skilled and was not giving
him a single opening to even get close to him. Further,
even the glacial waves that he stopped by thrashing at
with the Helos Saber would explode into frigid shards
that pierced his skin and made his hand numb. He looked
down to the bleeding hand that held the sword. "This
has gone far enough," he thought.
White held his left hand perpendicular to his body and
chanted, "Guardian Ability 7, Golden Sphere."
A translucent golden sphere appeared around White
encasing his entire form in an impenetrable bubble.
Pi's sonic icy waves rammed into the force field which
absorbed the impact forming a bulwark which rendered
the crushing waves ineffective.
Pi, paused his volley of attacks to take in the new
development. "Your force field is useless White," he
called out. "It is not mobile, so all you can do is
stay there and maintain it."
White released the force field and dashed towards Pi,
holding his sword to the side ready to strike. Pi was
taken back by the sudden movement but recovered enough
to resume firing his waves towards a charging White.
White dodged a wave still sprinting towards the young
fighter. He was enclosing the distance between them
rapidly. All he needed to do was shatter the Flute of
Frost and this battle victory would be his. Pi fired
another wave which White dodged and lunged to close the
final few spaces between him and his adversary. This
was it.
White swung his sword forcefully and Pi lifted the
flute to counter the blow as a reflex. A loud clanging
sound pervaded the atmosphere as the two weapons
clashed. White was befuddled.
The flute did not shatter. In fact Pi was swinging the
delicate looking instrument back at him countering
every blow he gave and was retaliating as a skilled
fighter. White swung his sword around in rapid strokes
only managing to strike the flute and not Pi. Finally
Pi maneuvered away and flung himself out of reach.
White paused.
"You thought you could smash the 'Flute of Frost' to
smithereens with your pathetic sword? You are too naïve
White!"
White had no reply. He creased his brow and decided to
go ahead and fight Pi the old fashioned way, sword
fighting with physical contact. Pi seemed to possess
sleight of hand, but surely he would oust him in sword
fighting.
Pi lifted his flute to his lips to begin another melody
as White dashed forward. He would give Pi no time to
complete these stupid melodies. Pi abruptly wrenched
the flute off his mouth to counteract White's sword.
White swung the Helos Saber a few more times moving
swiftly, the pair dancing almost as if the scene was
pre-choreographed. The Flute of Frost screeched each
time the sword clashed against it. Yes, he could defeat
Pi in this field. The kid was losing! Just a few more
strokes and...
Suddenly White flinched and recoiled. What was the
searing pain throughout his body? He stopped short and
looked down at his body. Several star shaped icicles
were etched into his body, jutting out at odd angles.
Pi laughed a maniacal laughter noticing White's
expression.
"You fool, you did not even notice the icicles the
flute left behind in its wake while it fought the
sword. Those are the icicles that it left in the path
as you rushed headlong after me. The flute left those
icicles as it glided along defending your sword, and
those icicles pierced your body. And you notice them
now after so many have penetrated your body. You
deserve to die!"
Pi lifted the flute once more and played two dull
tones. To White's dismay the icicles latched on to his
body started vibrating and resonantly exploded.
White shrieked agonizingly as the freezing mini
explosions blew out bits of his body. Small chunks of
flesh blew out from his abdomen, form his left arm,
from the left side of his body and even his legs. Tiny
ice pieces dove into his skin and were embedded deep
into it by the momentum imparted to them from the
explosions. The great angel collapsed on his knees as a
heap on the ground, heavily wounded as blood gushed out
from everywhere. Bit's of his flesh lay strewn on the
ground intermingled with feathers as his wings were
torn at multiple places.
How could he have noticed the icicles that the flute
left as it swung in retaliation to his attacks each
time. The kid was a deadly fighter. Deadly and cold-
blooded.
Pi was still laughing fanatically. "You pathetic
insect. You are no match for me."
White's mind was reeling fast as the pain was
overwhelming his body. How could he be losing to the
Empress' pet chimera? Was this creature that powerful?
The sting of ice was too much for him to bear. And he
was being sapped of his strength as the blood gushed
out and the icicles remained embedded in his body. "No!
I will not lose." He thought to himself staring at the
ground. He opened his mouth to speak, "Ability of the
Light 29, Self Immolation."
White whole body was instantly engulfed in flames. He
burned in the fire of his own flame, melting all the
icicles that were entrenched within him. Pi stopped
laughing and stared wide eyed at the white angel who
dug the sword in the ground and forced himself up,
still refulgent in his own flames. Slowly the flames
scattered away.
White raised his head to scream, "I will not lose to
you!" And with that the energies of Helos were
awakened. The sword burst into golden flames, the heat
causing Pi to back off. Pi ran sideways along with
White, who despite being severely crippled was lunging
at him with the golden flaming sword. Pi realized he
would have to use stronger abilities himself if he was
to fight White.
White lunged at Pi and pierced the flaming sword into
the boy's body. But what was this? The body suddenly
shattered and fell to the ground. It was an illusion.
"My opponent gives me hardly enough time to draw out my
own artillery." Pi quoted a former dialogue of White.
White swirled around to see Pi standing 200 yards from
him, balancing himself on the iron fence.
"I don't know how you got there Pi," he stated calmly.
"But you will be defeated by my sword now."
"We'll see," Pi stated before he played on the flute
again.
"Damn flautist," White voiced to himself.
The sounds of Pi's flute reverberated across the open
land. White noticed that everything suddenly began to
change. Dark clouds rapidly covered the night sky and
the moon. The ambient temperature dropped 10 degrees.
Pi himself was glowing like his ice shrapnels. The
melody was getting more high-pitched, unbearable for a
human ear. White braced himself for what was about to
come. He knew in light of the injuries received earlier
that he would net be able to fight for much longer.
Pi's body turned into ice as frigid waves started
swirling around the flautist. The waves got higher and
higher and consequently swallowed the whole boy.
"Fight my inherent form you insect!" Pi's voice called
from amidst the icy conglomeration. "The ice dragon!"
With a blinding flash of light, the entire icy mass
rose up into the air. White was startled as a snake
like outline with the head of a dragon slithered into
the air, its body more than a 100 feet long. "Great,"
White thought as the dragon lurched towards him. Pi had
turned himself into the icy mass that was the dragon
and swooped down as thousands of gallons of near
freezing water and ice towards White now. White let out
a battle cry as the flames of his swords flared and
engulfed his entire body. He leaped at the icy dragon,
swinging his sword.
A huge explosion resulted and the shock of it shook the
earth for miles. Vapors and sparks of fire floated
everywhere and nothing was visible for a minute. White
examined himself. He had been injured once more, below
his shoulder blade where a deep gash caused blood to
ooze out. But where was Pi?
The settling fumes answered White's question. Pi lay on
the ground clutching his foot, a deep cut visible on
his foot. He had deep bruises elsewhere on his body and
he hardly looked happy anymore. White looked at the
sight and took a deep breath. It was a 10 year old
child grimacing with pain.
"Beg forgiveness now and I shall let you go. If you
don't then the next blow will be much more powerful."
"Beg? I shall never ev..." Pi's words were interrupted
as he heard his mistress' voice in his mind.
"Come back. You've bought us enough time!" the lass
uttered into his brain.
Pi growled "No, I shall not come back now!"
"Come back immediately!" the voice ordered.
"No!" Pi spat out. "I shall defeat White!"
"You fool, you..." but Pi had shut out his mistress'
voice from his head. He was determined that he would
defeat White. He lifted the flute to his lips one last
time as he stood up.
"I have one last move left," he stated before he blew
into the grooves of the glassy instrument. The melody
was long this time and was reaching a crescendo. It was
a rhapsody, White realized. However he would not
interrupt the child this time. He would let him prepare
his move.
A ring of frost surrounded the flautist as he played
on, the tune getting faster and faster. His fingers
were dancing vigorously along the flute. It was getting
even colder now. The earth cracked open below Pi, as if
the ground was witnessing an earthquake with the child
as the epicenter, and a large platform of ice lifted
him off the ground.
Pi stopped playing. The move's preparation was
complete.
"This is the ultimate move of the 'Flute of Frost'" he
explained. "The flute calls forth water from the ground
and saturates that present in the atmosphere. The water
from the ground freezes as it reaches the surface. The
frozen water then surges upwards into the air in the
form of giant icicles. These icicles then collect the
saturated moisture in the atmosphere and explode into
thousands of icy shards."
White hardly needed an explanation as he witnessed the
move himself. The ground was being cracked everywhere
as frozen stalagmites of ice burgeoned from it. Large
icicles suddenly popped into the air and stopped at eye
level, pausing for a few seconds as if wondering what
to do. Abruptly they exploded as hundreds of tiny
needle shaped ice shards flew in every direction at a
high velocity. Pi himself was enshrouded in a
translucent icy orb that White guessed would protect
him from any damage. Icicles burst forth everywhere in
the air as stalagmites rose around for hundreds of feet
in every direction.
White used a move used earlier. "Guardian Ability 7,
Golden Sphere." The golden sphere appeared around him
but he knew it would not be of much use against these
millions of needle shaped icicles that were ricocheting
everywhere. He would have to use the flaming fires of
Helos.
The white angel Witenhoem was at his limit now. The
damage he had taken throughout the battle was
overwhelmingly severe. He had no more energy left to
keep swinging his sword around. The outcome of the
battle would be decided with the next strike.
White invoked all the strength that he could muster in
the state he was in. Large golden circles appeared
directly overhead him, thousands of meters above in the
dark clouds. The circles revolved and let out a streak
of golden lightning that fell upon the white angel and
engulfed him. His entire body and sword emanated
powerful spiritual pressure.
And then he ran forward, screaming with all his might.
One powerful swing and everything collapsed. The Flute
of Frost had been shattered.
When White had recovered enough to stand up he headed
towards the body that lay on the ground. It was the
slain body of his child enemy Pi. The scene looked
gruesome; the body of a 10 year old with a big slash
across his torso, lying in a pool of his own blood. The
mighty battle was over.
White bend over and looked more closely at the child's
skin.
"Fish scales," he muttered under his breath referring
to the scales that subtly covered the boy's body,
scales that related to his chimera form. White heaved a
sigh of relief. He had vanquished a mighty enemy but
was severely injured in the process. He looked down
upon his once beautiful body that was mangled and
mutilated beyond recognition now. He would require at
least a couple of days to heal himself.
He watched as the boy's body slowly froze to ice and
melted away.
Back on the throne of Vand, a little girl cursed the
'Dark Stasis' curse upon her that prevented her from
entering the material plane at night. If only she could
have intervened and saved her pet. She wailed for the
loss of her pet. She screamed and swore her enemy would
suffer.
~~~
Black had been containing the rage within himself for
too long. The boy had been having fucking him with his
eyes for too long. Playing this pitiable game with the
Alchemist, this charade of love and attraction.
Constantly having to keep his attention, constantly
having to try and woo him and constantly having to
clear off his bitching insecurities about himself;
telling him how attractive he found him. He was getting
sweet retribution for all that now.
Black was riding the boy hard. His sex buried deep
inside the boy as he vigorously pistoned in and out of
the boy's hole. It was not all Black's doing, the
brutal fucking. The boy wanted it hard and he was
giving it to him. He could feel the waves of pleasure
as they exploded across the boy's brain who had his
eyes closed and his lips apart moaning in ecstasy. The
bed squeaked violently, as if it's legs were about to
give away. Black ploughed the boy harder.
Without warning the boy convulsed and shuddered and
finally orgasmed, spewing white cum between the two
bodies. Black would force his own orgasm immediately
but then he read in the boy's mind that he did not wish
him to. He wanted 'his Will' to take his own time and
derive the most enjoyment. The boy somehow derived
pleasure in this fact. Then he would derive his own
pleasure, Black surmised as he continued to thrust into
the boy for a few more minutes.
Finally he exploded, his dick spewing it's 'Perpetual
cum' inside the condom that clad his member deep inside
the boy's chute. That was surely some savage fucking
the buy had indulged him in. How did this shy and
reserved boy, who only passed a single sarcastic remark
every once in a while turn so vicious in here?
Black slumped onto the boy, his muscular defined body
resting upon the young youth's. He lifted his face and
looked at an expression of contentment on the boy's
face. Glowing with serenity. And then he realized it
was happening again. He could not read the boy's
thoughts at all. The human mind was in constant
turmoil, thinking a hundred irrelevant thoughts every
few minutes. This boy obviously had thoughts running in
his head right now too. So why the fuck could he not
read them. His brow furrowed as he tried to extract the
boy's thought. No use, he could not pick up a single
trace. This was the same thing that happened in the
coffee shop yesterday.
Then the boy slowly leaned forward and kissed him
completely. Black lowered his hand to grasp the erect
penis of the boy and just like that the thoughts were
back. He could suddenly read all the boys thoughts
again. It went as abruptly as it had come.
The boy now wanted to fuck him and was finding it hard
to tell him that. He had hoped that one fuck would tire
the boy out but this boy was insatiable. Very well, he
would have to give into the boy's needs for now.
"I want you inside me." He whispered ending the boy's
struggle with his own thoughts.
Aiden smiled widely as he heard that. He raised himself
and Black along with him as he opened a condom packet
and readied himself to enter this godly creature.
~~~
The boy was finally asleep breathing heavily. Black had
spooned him and had his arms around the boy. The boy
had pushed himself further into Black before he went to
sleep.
The Alchemist had displayed an unquenchable appetite
for sex once they hit the bed. He had explored every
inch of Black's body and had sucked on his skin
everywhere. He had fucked the Black angel and had been
savagely fucked by Black in return several times. More
than 2 hours of constant activities had left marks
everywhere on Black's body and several on the boy's
body too. Black's skin was sore everywhere, even his
asshole was sore. Who would have thought this boy would
turn into such an animal in bed?
But now Black had work on his hands. He slowly
unentangled himself from the boy's form, no easy act
considering the intricate way the boy had intertwined
their bodies. Black slowly stood up still naked and
headed to where the boy's jeans were lying on a chair.
He probed the back pocket and picked out a black and
red rectangular card.
'Horoscopus' it read. This was the card slipped into
the boy's pocket by that small Japanese lady. It held a
contact number and an address.
"Internecine Ability 12, Black Cinders," Black stated.
Black fumes of smoke emerged from the card burning with
sooty flames till it was completely incarcerated. The
Alchemist would never find this card. The recoil for
such a low class internecine spell was small and it
hardly stung Black.
Black had one more task. "Ambulatory Ability 7; Shimmer
Teleport." Black's form steadily disappeared from the
room and a few seconds later appeared in the room of a
sleeping Japanese lady. Seeing her sleeping form, Black
intentionally dropped a flask on her table onto the
floor. The lady woke up with a start as the flask
crashed onto the floor.
She stared terrified at the naked man in her room; the
devil himself. She opened her mouth to scream for help
but no voice left her throat. Black lifted his left
hand and closed his palm except for the index finger
and the middle finger which he held sticking out.
"Internecine Ability 94; Psychic Implosion."
Immediately the Japanese lady's brain exploded inwards
inside her skull, turning all the cerebral matter into
pulp. One of her eyeballs popped out of its socket as
the other turned towards the far up right corner,
resting at an odd angle. She fell back on the bed,
dead, trails of blood trickling down from her nostrils
and her ears.
This time the internecine spell was powerful and Black
flinched at the recoil. He however had not time to
recover completely as he heard footsteps coming towards
the door. Black swiftly cited the Teleportation spell
and was transported back to the room in which the
Alchemist slept. He looked at the peacefully sleeping
form of the boy. For now his job was complete. The
Empress would later inform him whether he had succeeded
in bending the Alchemist to his will or not.
Staring at the sleeping form, he suddenly recollected
those moments when he would not be able to read the
Alchemist's mind. It terrified Black, and he knew not
the reason for it.
He slowly slipped back into the bed beside the sleeping
boy who moaned a little in his sleep and shifted a
little to adjust him back into their previous position.
~~~
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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