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WhiteTiger

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Welcome to my personal writing thread. If you find any thing you like amongst the stories, I hope you do enjoy. Many of these need much further editing though.



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Summary: This is a mythic story involving archaic spirits, set during the height of the Aztec Empire and the consequential down fall as the setting. Here two young shape shifting innocent twins become a sacrifice and then possessed. Follow their journey and see humanity from the eyes of a big cat instead of our own human eyes.



NAGUAL



Deep in central America, there was a great civilization that, through time came to be feared. This powerful empire ruled all the surrounding territories were called the Aztecs. Their legends, gifts of prophesy, engineering, architecture, mathematics and even astronomy, have yet to still be completely understood.

During the height of the Aztec civilization, there was a legendary creature called a Nagual. Nagual, in the Aztec language meant shape shifter but were rarely every seen. During this same time, many archaic gods were worshiped and sacrificed to. Human sacrifice, being the most sacred and powerful of offerings, as well as the letting of human blood, during this time, was also the most commonly employed act of sacrifice, especially for dramatic effects desired.

Not all these Archaic spirits of nature got along well, and some even battled to the death. Two of these were the Phoenix, a great bird of air and fire and the spirits of the Black Leopards, creatures of earth and water. In a world full of such spirits, these two were mortal enemies and would frequently engage in battle to the death. when given the opportunity or a “random” encounter occurred.

Residing in separate areas, the Phoenix lived way to the East, when in physical form, and the Black leopards lived way to the west, sleeping in trees all day, lounging about, waiting for their next delicious meal of sacrifice, when in physical form.

In legend, the birth of a Nagual was so rare, that it was rarely ever seen, but plenty bragged they had. The rumor was that they could be seen and known by their appearance, for they were unlike any natural human they had ever seen. “White, White and frail as glass the are!”, one man told the village children while sitting around a fire, telling stories. Living way towards the East of the Aztec empire, most of their sacrifices went to the great Phoenix.

"Tall and pale and they move like a cat, slow, graceful and yet so beautiful to watch, like spirits them selves they be!", he continued on. Bending down, in a quiet voice, all the children’s ears perked up and he whispered, looking, around suspiciously to tease them, “Don’t ever look at them in the eyes too long or they will steal your soul!”, and then he jumped up, scaring them, “and take your bodies tooooooooo!!!!!!!!!”, he finished.

Dead quiet were all the children, looking at each other, while the rest of the tribe was preparing for bed. The Slightest smirk came from the corners of is mouth, and they all burst out laughing, knowing he was teasing them.

After all, all of their people were short, dark skinned, dark eyed and dark haired, how could a real human exist as such, and it not be from the spirit world. With that, he said. “Good night little ones and don’t let the Nagual get you!!!” , as he cackled during their departure to their huts.

Several miles away, far to the west, where the archaic spirits of the Black Leopards. As such, they were usually sacrificed to. At this same time a woman heavy with child, twins in fact, but was unknown to her, as she began the early signs of labor. She had tried to keep the pregnancy as quiet as she could, knowing something was different and didn’t know what to expect.

She took to building a hut outside of the village and living there. Her husband though it odd, since she had already born him four children, all healthy and strong. "Why she would act this way?", he asked himself, but he let her be.

Women and bearing children was not a man’s concern. The night grew long as she labored hard for her child, alone. A day and a half passed in her efforts, bearing the great pains from her labor before she finally felt the need to push. She was positioned well with a receiver already in place, and pushed with all her might, giving birth to a fine healthy baby boy. Leaning up, as her belly was not empty, waiting for the after birth, she screamed in panic, as her new born son was all white!

Slowly once again, the contractions began as she heard the cries of her new born, all white son calling for her but these weren’t after birth contractions, and soon she felt the need to push again and she gave birth to a beautiful identical baby girl. Looking up, she wanted to scream again, as she was also all white and her eyes were wide with panic as both all white babies began to cry for their mother.

Leaning towards them, she was stopped by the contractions of the after birth. After that was finally done. She quickly sat up as fast as she could and tied off their umbilical chords, cleaned the protesting babies up and raised each hungry mouth to her breasts to nurse. Quiet and happy they were in the arms, being loved and cared for by their mother, nursing peacefully away, defying her fear and was filled with love instead. Looking at the boy, she said, “Your name shall be Tenoch.”, then glanced at her new baby girl, she said, “Your name shall be Tepin.”

Looking at them one by one, she was selfless in her conviction and love, yet knew from instinct, not to share the news of them or their birth. As such, for the many years to come, she raised them away from the village, telling them the baby had died at birth and accepted her behavior as a deep mourning for her loss.

As the years passed, they grew tall, taller than others of their kind and so pail and frail looking.

Noticing a strong connection between them over the years, she asked her two hidden beautiful twins, “Why do you not speak too much to each other?”, Tenoch, her growing son looked at his mother quizzically. “We speak to each other all the time mother it is just you can not hear us. We can hear each other’s thoughts and we can talk to each other without using our mouths to one another.”, while pointing to his head.

Stepping back a bit, their mother was almost frightened, but then looked at their gentle, loving ways and knew it was alright. So in tune with the forest, they were, she knew it was alright. They wouldn’t even eat any meat she brought them over the years. What they had kept from her was their ability to shape shift into any living thing they saw around them and as such, knew what it felt to be that animal or bug or bird and so would never ever eat them.

The years passed, one after the other, until finally, their mother was getting older and they needed to start looking for their own food. At about the age of 17, out looking for roots and berries and such to eat, one of the older village boys spotted them and ran as fast as he could to his village.

They shifted into monkeys and took to the trees until they made it safely to their home. Hearing the news, their mother had already made it there before them, and unknown to them of her presence, they shifted into their normal human state.

Holding back a scream, they looked at her helpless with their large blue eyes, white skin and long white hair, begging with their eyes to forgive them. No time was given to them for that, as the village leader and a group of his warriors, including her husband arrived at her hut and standing backk in fear of what they saw. Looking at his wife, her husband said, “Is this why, for all these years you have chosen to live out here, to hide these abominations!!!”, he roared at her.

Getting down on her knees, “Please, please forgive me. They are our children and I love them and had nor have I the heart to hurt them in any way. Please take the time to get to know them. They are so kind and gentle.

Look at how pale they are and tall and frail. They have no strength in them, only compassion.” Looking with disgust at his wife, “No, no, no, these are NOT my children. You have committed adultery, laying with a demon and these are the offspring of your evil union!!!

"You are no longer my wife nor the mother of the children of the village!” Nodding in agreement, the leader of their tribe looked at her and said,“You are banished forever from our tribe.” Next, looking at the twins, he said, “Tie them up and take them with us.

I know why they are here and what their destiny is.” With that, she gathered her things. crying deeply as any soul could, she walked into the jungle as they watched her walk off alone. The twins were tied up and dragged tightly into the center of the village.

All present came out to look, watch and stare at these two Naguals, caught, tied and gagged, knowing they must be evil or the chief would not treat them so. Standing in front of them, he declared to the whole village, soon the great time of sacrifice is coming for a good season of rain, good prey and good crops. These two have been sent here as a sacrifice to the Great Black Leopard twins spirits that lives in the trees.

All nodding in agreement, the crowd gathered behind them and the chief, as they walked the great distance to the sacred tree of the Leopards and the sacrificial grounds. Covered in sweat, their long lustrous white hair matted and their tribal clothes torn on their frail bodies, blindfolds were put on them also, as the chief did his ritual for permission to enter.

One of the twin black panther spirits looked over to the other and said, “Mmmmm, it is about time dinner got here.”, as they waited and watched them bind the frail twins to the sacred tree. Backing out with all respect, praying for the blessings asked for, the last thing he saw before entering the jungle again, was both the twin black leopards spirits jumping down from the tree and approaching them. “Ooooh these are different!”, one said the female of th two, to another, “Can you smell it? And one for each of us this time too!”.

The second black leopards spirit stopped in his tracks as he approached them, and told the his litter mate and sister to stop too. She did as he suggested. “Smell them, really smell them", he said and they drew close smelling every inch of their bodies. Tenoch and Tepin could feel the mighty claws on their shoulders and feel their hot breath upon them as they smelled their face and then their bodies. “Your are right my brother. These are not NORMAL sacrifices.

These are NAGUAL!!!, SHAPE SHIFTERS!!!” , the female said. "Yes, that is why I told you not to be brash and to hold your hunger.

These are special, ooooooh so special! They can take the form of any living thing, so are also able to take their bodies and form!”, he said enthused, and immediately shed the physical appearance, becoming the archaic spirit he was, and shoved his spirit inside the body of the male, Tenoch. Following suit, the female shed her physical appearance and shoved her spirit into the body of the girl, Tepin.

The struggle between their souls was strong but the black leopards were stronger and determined, thus victorious, shoving their spirits out into oblivion. Quickly, changes began to within the now newly possessed bodies of the Nagual twins.

Eyes changing from large blue and round pupils became gold and slits and claws and teeth. slowly slithering changes took over as they completely changed their form, yet was not painful to them. Finding themselves in black leopard form again, “Aaahhh!", the male leopard said, "My name is Tenoch and with this body, we have one hundred times the strength of an human and all the qualities that are feline within us, is also accentuated over one hundred times worth.

It also appears they are an absolutely perfect fit as they read each others minds and talked the way we do, before we took their bodies.” “I know,”, said the the female leopard, saying, "and MY name is Tepin! I can feel the power flowing through me like nothing ever has before, but we are still in leopard form and I am still hungry." “Be patient my beautiful, sexy sister and mate, with these skills, catching prey will be so very easy.”, Tenoch, now the Black Leopard spirit and Nagal said.

Sure enough, their noses told them of a passing local villager a few miles away with his catch for the day, to take back to his tribe. “Can you believe our senses alone?!”, Tepin asked, but Tenoch was already on the move, fast as lightening through the trees.

A few seconds later, Tepin caught up with him, excited from the feeling of the ground under her feet, the smells every where and the wind in their racing faces!. It was amazing to them. Before they knew it, they were there almost on top of him, knowing there was no one else around, and leaped upon him at once tearing into him, consuming every inch of his flesh they could.

Suddenly, they felt strange and pulled back from their feast as they looked at each other. Slowly taking shape and moving like liquid their form changed and they both looked again like the original twins that were sacrificed to them. Smiling with great happiness, covered in blood and naked, they reveled in it, and continued to eat and eat until they felt sated. “We have the key now brother and lover and mate.

Humans and human flesh can keep us like this FOREVER!!!”, she laughed loudly, though her voice was small and oh so feminine. Tenoch too, was incredibly feminine but also had the strength the eros of a man. So they both exuded this irresistible, exotic seductiveness that was unprecedented.

They immediately felt it with each others energy and began to make savage passionate love together right there. They were so into each other, and the new bodies of each of them, and being human virgins, a strong sense of satisfaction came to both of them, as her small frail looking thighs were open before him and he pushed himself inside her, breaking her hymen in the human way.

How wonderful and fascinating, rich and all consuming in was as she reached her peak at the moment he let out a large load of his body’s innocent cum, mixed with the essence of his archaic spirit. Reveling in it, they lay there, holding each other for a long time.

Life passed as usual, as it can be for two archaic spirits, in with human form, wondering the jungles. Knowing their looks would draw attention, they remained on the outskirts or wore disguises. Strangers from a distant land, wearing metal hats, chest plates, swords and an entirely different manner of dressing began to be seen. They called themselves Spaniards, here for their Queen Isabella.

Taking in information and learning about this place, it wasn’t long before more of their ships from the sea arrived, and the conquest of the Aztec empire began. At the same time, a plague was running though the natives killing them in the thousands, as their gold was being plundered and stolen.

Seeing this, knowing what would happen, Tenoch and Tepin took large stashes of gold, and hid it in the forest, deep underground where no one would ever find it but them. Along with these Spaniards, or Conquistadors, came their faith, Catholicism.

Many were converted and now believed close to the same as the priests did, until one native told them of the demons from hell that ate the flesh of humans, and roamed the forest. Word of the and finally reached the Bishop. He issued the order to "capture these devils, abominations to the almighty God", as he put it. That was the beginning of a new era for them and hundreds of years being locked away, isolated in a single, cell and an ending to their old life.

Always careful to stay away from the region ruled by the Phoenix, the soldiers commanded to help in the search were finally successful and the twins eventually flushed out by hundreds of the soldiers, surrounding them and were caught and stuck , having to make a choice to fight several of their men or that of the great phoenix, looming over them, watching and waiting for the right moment to attack. Dozens and dozens, uncountable, of the white men with skin similar to their own surrounded them.

Partially allowing transformation, their claws and teeth were extended, ready for attack, when down from multiple trees, came nets upon nets upon nests. Fighting and tearing, easily breaking through the first layers of the nest, yells in their language were heard as more and more nets were cast on them until they could no longer move. Thinking it wise to retain their human forms, as they had just recently eaten, they were eventually completely caught and tied up.

Being dragged for miles, with local villages cheering them on, as they passed by, they finally reached the courtyard of the compound. Hearing them, “Brother, what do we do? I am scared!”, Tepin cried out to him with her mind.

Replying, he said, “Don’t worry, this is temporary. Just stay calm and we will figure a way out of this.” As the Bishop had initially ordered for their capture, he also issued an order to have a great compound was built, with the tightest security measure of their time, to hold, torture and keep the beasts of Satan in.

By the standards of the Spaniards in years, it was in the mid 1530’s C.E. at this time, and having enough influence over the native and their cultures, they ended up destroying the great bloody reign of the Aztec Empire, as well as any civilizations or tribes they thought might hold gold.

Meanwhile, a full scale war had erupted in the spirit world between the water and earth spirits of the Black Jaguars and of the fire and air spirits of the Phoenix. The slaughter was immense and continued on for generations to come, filled with hatred as the Black Leopards blamed the Phoenix spirits for their capture. Finally, hundreds of years later from this time, there would be only one spirit that would remain.

They had all killed each other off, the only survivor was a solitary Phoenix, alone and filled with hatred for the destruction of his kind.

Inside the compound, after the exchange of the white human’s conversation, they were drug to a cell, solid and inescapable and left their in their nets, with no food, or water for days. Tenoch had begun during that time to slowly cut the layers and layers of tangled ropes around him,while telling Tepin in her mind to relax and that he would get her out as soon as he could.

Feeling and hearing her tears, he did the best he could when ever the guards weren’t watching. Later that night, he snuck out of the nets and tore open hers, finally releasing her. Holding each other tight, loving each other like no one could imagine, they sat back and laid against the jail wall.

The pangs of hunger beginning to affect them, as they tried to hold on to their human form as long as possible. As the next day broke, the keeper of the compound came to pay a personal visit to the "demons" themselves, accompanied by a high ranking church official. It was decided that they had been possessed by making a deal with the devil and the devils should be pushed out by torture and then the young people would be burned at the stake for making such a deal.


Standard types and methods of torture used:

The Iron Maiden of Nuremberg/The Thumbscrews/Breaking with the Wheel
Head Crusher/Chain Sourges or Chain Flails/ The Judas Cradle/ [Triangle]
Branks or Scold’s Bridles/The Heretic’s Fork/The Saw/A Cat’s Paw (also Spanish Tickler)

Other Articles on Torture Devices http://www.the-night.net/torture/index.html

* Mastectomy * Rippers
* Spider *Squassation
* Strappado * Blooding
* Burial * Cleansing
* Hanging * Knotting
* Stoning * Whip
* Collar * Cradle
* Oven * Turcas * Water





For three days they were tortured in such atrocious ways, as to make any human cry and beg for death, but they were not human and though horrid, crying to each other every night, they withstood the pain as the form of them began to loosen. Finally on the evening of the fourth day, they could hold back no longer and they fully transformed into their Black Leopard forms.

As the men filed in to take them to torture the following day, they found not the young people, but instead 2 wild Black Leopards in their cages. The Keeper of the Compound and the Bishop were called in to witness this. “The devil must have come in during the night and allowed them escape but they are tied to these two beasts some how, I know it!”, the Bishop declared and the keeper of the compound was in agreement.

“Would it not be prudent to keep the beasts here, so as the devil-children may not wander to far and we may catch them again!”, The keeper of the compound suggested.

Agreeing with him, the Bishop ordered ordered wild meat and water to be given to the Leopards, not wanting anything to happen to them, lest they lose their connection with the devil children. Without human meat they could not transform, and as such, were kept in the small cage for years upon years.

They watched the retirement of the old guard and keeper to the new guard and keeper, over and over again. Peace was only found during all those centuries, when they mated and rekindled their bonds and slept, snuggled together.

For over 500 years they were kept there like that, watching the guards change and the keepers change. Hatred for humans, not just hunger consumed them now as the began noticing over those years that the keep up of the compound and the quality of the guards was degrading.

They watched yet again, a new changing of the guard and an old keeper about to retire himself. It was now in the late decade of the century of two thousand and ten.

Being a man of reason in the modern age of two thousand and ten, a devout, religious but logical man, was assigned as their new guard. No more were there four or more guards, as it had dwindled down to one. “These are not demons”, he said to himself, "No matter what the garbage of the records say.

These are just poor abused Black Leopards of the jungle, kept here like this for God knows how long?”, he thought to himself.

Tepin and Tenoch could feel the doubt and care in his heart, and worked on a plan. In the mean time, while off his primary duty, he made arrangements for these beautiful big felines to be put in the best zoo possible, knowing they could not fend for them selves. Each day he grew a bit closer and closer to them talking to them until he worked up the courage to start hand feeding them through the gates. Ever so gently and lovingly did each of them respond during the hand feeds, that that this became a regular routine.

He was truly happy and looked forward to going to work each day to see them, as they now would also rub against his hands and arms seeming happy when he walked in the door. There was not a mean, predatory bone in their body and he knew it.

The next day, grabbing two extra large portions of meat for them, he headed towards where they were kept and finally, for the first time in centuries, opened the gates, almost having to rip the door open as it had been like that for so long.

Sitting between each on them, petting them, they rubbed on him and began their meal. Leaving the gate wide open, Tenoch thought,” Tepin, now is the time and our chance!” “Yes my sweet mate and brother it is.” , she said to him calmly and as the guard reached out both his arms again to pet them.

At this exact moment, as the guards arms were extended and open, they both simultaneously launched at him and ripped out his throat and ate every scrap of him. It had been so long since their change, it took a while, but before they knew it, they were human again and as beautiful as ever, but covered in blood.

“We must clean up and find some modern clothes.”, Tenoch projected to his sister and out of the cage they walked.

Looking to the right, “Brother, this is the room the men used often to relieve them selves. Shall we see what is in there?”, Tepin asked, and they both pushed the door open to find some white thing and another white thing on the wall. Messing with the silver handles on it, they found water came out a spout into that white thing on the wall, a basin of sorts, when they messed with them and in a look of zeal and excitement crossed their faces and they both began to wash themselves thoroughly, cleaner than they had been in centuries.

They even managed to find the soap by accident, and used it for their bodies and hair. “Oooohhh this feels amazing brother!", she said and Tenoch agreed well with her. Reminding her that next they needed to find clothes, as it appeared no one goes with out those clothes any more. Tenoch chuckled as she said that, agreeing with her observation.

Finding clothes to fit him was easy enough as they slipped around the compound quiet and unseen. Many men were withing the walls of it, and the men were taller now and he took one man carefully taking his clothes as he he tucked his long, luscious white hair under his hat that all the men there seemed to wear there. Tepin was another problem, and it took some searching around before they found an office with a small woman behind a desk.

Tenoch walked in casually, closing the door, making sure she was alone and attacked her immediately bysimply choking her, careful not to soil the clothes in any way. Handing the clothes to his sister while she dressed in the same office, Tenoh laughed at his sister while he watched her try to get these new clothes on.

Finally succeeding, she then stuck her human tongue out at her brother teasing him. Smacking her ass, he said, “mmm I shall have some more of that for later.”, and hand in hand they walked out of the broken down compound, free for the first time in centuries as the setting sun poured on their bodies and faces.


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NAGUAL


Bolting from his casual position, when approached by the almost albino fair youth, as he was leaning against his car with such confidence, the man suddenly rushed away from her at a frantic pace, trying desperately to find an exit or an elevator for him to escape.

A half smirk crossed her lips as the bright almost white piercingly blue eyes of the predator staked her prey. Running was the best for her. Oh how she loved them to run, so much more fun! Tepin searched out for her twin, Tenoch, with her mind to find his position in the hunt.

More hungry than she, he kept back a bit, enjoying his sister’s games. They had waited a bit too long to hunt this time and they could both feel the shudders of change wracking their nervous systems and their eyes were just starting to change from that piercingly bright blue with round pupils into black slits bright gold in color.

"We need to make a quick meal of this one brother, I am too hungry, and so are you. I don’t want to change back and I know you don’t.”, she probed in her mind towards her twin brother. Responding in the mental link that twins share, he projected casually,“I agree, my enticingly beautiful sister. Then after we eat, I shall take with you with much passion!”

A broad smile crossed her face upon hearing this. She loved sex with her brother as much as hunting and the sex was always best fresh after the hunt and feeding. “Don’t take this too lightly brother. I never let our food escape but, I also like to make sure and we are too hungry right now to take any chances.” Responding in his normal nonchalant way, Tenoch said, “Of coarse my beloved sister.

You should know better that to even ask. Your hunger is getting the better of you. Relax and enjoy the hunt.”

Upon hearing this Tepin did relax, ignoring the synapse spasms in her body and began using her senses more clearly, the sight and smell of a black leopard in a concrete jungle. Low riding jeans she wore, very low, and a tight pink spaghetti string silk half length top.

Very pale, as if she’s never seen a day of sun, making her skin appear almost luminous on her hairless body, that marked both herself and her brother. The only hair they did have was long flawless thick, perfectly straight, silky white hair that stretched down past both their asses. Keen smell, hearing and sight let her know right away he was hiding behind one of the only 3 cars left in the garage.

No way out for him, as they had planned ahead of time to ensure their food and any risks of being seen.

“I can smell youuuuu….”, she taunted the man hiding behind a black Mercedes. Closer and closer she approached, giggling like a child. The man, working late as usual, an attorney, had no idea what to make of her, nor had he seen her brother. The animal instincts within him told him to run though she seemed harmless enough as she was so lithe, small breasted and fragile looking.

“Mmmmmmmm… You smell sooo delicious. I really would love to taste you. Please come out… I am so very hungry for a strong man like you.”, she continued.

Hiding behind the car, he now knew his senses were all wrong. She was just a beautiful horny minx and wanted to suck him off or even give him some of that beautiful little pussy he knew she had inside those low jeans below her perfectly flat stomach.

“I am always late home from work any ways and my wife never gives me any more any way, why the hell not?”, he thought to him self as he stepped out from behind the car, embarrassed that he had initially ran from this beautiful young girl. “God, he said to himself, I hope she is at least 18!” Following his thoughts as she casually approached him, looking him up and down hungrily he stuttered, “Uummm, you are 18 right?”

Giggling a big with a big smile, she replied, “Oh you are so handsome and yummy! You have no worries, I am well over 18 in years.”, and with that, she approached him close pressing her body into his and began to kiss his neck as he clumsily reach for her small breasts.

Finding his cock hard and excited, she paused for a second. “I don’t want to have to drag his body all the way home. she projected to her brother. Interjecting into her thoughts, her brother said, “Sister dear, are you being lazy again?” , “No I am not!”, she sent him, “I am simply being logical about transporting the body.”

Tepin countered her in mid thought, ”Who cares about transporting the body… between the two of us, we are so hungry, there won’t be much left to carry home any way and as usual I have brought you a new set of clothes and a means of cleaning you up.

You know how your brother loooves to please you as you do me in every way.”, he finished off with a humorous note in his voice.

His hands now freely groping her breasts and the other searching to get her pants off, the change was starting already, “Damnit!” she cursed her self, and while nuzzling into his neck and rubbing his very hard member, she opened her mouth, with her k-9s fully extended and a mouth full of razor sharp tearing teeth, she bit down into his neck, ripping it open and tearing out a chunk of flesh in the process.

Blood pouring from the man’s shredded caroted artery in gushes with his heart beat, iy quickened her hunger and the ensuing change. She did NOT want to change. Almost white blue eyes with circular pupils now became elongated and changed color to a bright gold as claws extended from her fingertips.

In shock and terror, the man kept backing up, leaving a delicious trail of blood and begged, “Oh god no, no, no!! What are you!? Please I have a wife and chiiii…”, and ended in mid sentence as Tenoch entered and tore his neck completely open. Tepin’s favorite has always been the viscera and tore into his blood filled cavity, devouring, ripping, drinking and eating as much as she could.

In doing so, the spasms of change receded for both of them and they efficiently devoured the meal all the way, until almost nothing but bones remained, only stopping once, being so ghostly pale to looked up smiling at her brother, while bright crimson blood dripped down her immaculate angelic mouth and chin.

He was always the best at eating with out getting a mess while eating, but she didn’t care. When they were done and full, the would walk home arm in arm, kissing and laughing like two young lovers and he would have amazing sex with her as she took him and he took her in every way possible. Even now, the thought excited her and she ate with renewed vigor.
 
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Summary/Notes:Was the story and the written records of the potential Judaic culture really what happened. In the past the snake was and in today's language, light and wisdom/knowledge were synonymous. Satanael was the Angel of light, and most beloved by God. Ruling the stars, creating physical light and the light of truth or wisdom. What did happen hypothetically. This is literally a probe into playing the Devil's Advocate.



The Fall of Satanael


"Come on, come On!", Satanael urged his closes friend from his contemplative revere he always seems to find him in. "You are my best friend and I won't have you missing another beautiful chorus of the angelic host while you sit here thinking.", he finished. Pulling him up by his delicate winged feathers,

"Ouch, ouch Satanael!! That hurts! I'm coming, alright?", Raphael finished. Getting up and out of his his reverie, Raphael fluffs his feathered wings and then smooths them, while also smoothing out his eternal Angelic robes, straightening his long, flowing dark brown, almost black hair.

Excited as always, Satanael heads straight through the arches, as the chorus has already begun again. Following his best friend of the four watchers of the towers and the highest ranking of the Angelic host, Raphael and Satanael, head for their secret best spot to listen to the chorus ring all though heaven.

The spirit of God always flows deep within their veins, just as it does all through heaven. Their white, almost glowing robes, all the archangels wear, including their other two archangel brothers, Michael and Gabriel, were smooth and flowing, though no wind passed through them in the dimension of Heaven.

Looking deeply into Satanael's soul, he could never hold anything back from Raphael, and so finally Raphael asked, "Satanael? What is troubling you?

This energy inside you seems to always be in the back of your mind and I am the only one of out of the four of us you have not withdrawn from?", Raphael soothingly spoke to his brother, "Glory in God, himself, as you are his most beloved, bringer of light and the Archangel of the morning star itself, should bring you never ending peace and happiness. Please do tell me?"

I promise I won't share it with another. What passes between us, stays between us as always!", he spoke as the heavenly choir was reaching another majestic peak, sending shivers again down their angelic spines. "Many things brother bother me. Many things, but this music always brings me happiness. That is why I wanted and needed to share it with you.", he replied.

Trying to focus from the ecstasy the angelic chorus, Raphael responded, "Satanael, you know I am always here for you to talk to and listen to. Please tell me what is on your mind. I am begging you?"

With a deep sigh, Satanael looked deeply into the eyes of his beloved brother and said, "Raphael, am I not the the bringer of light and wisdom, held closest and most dear to God?" "Of coarse you are! You are the great archangel of all light and even the suns that are countless within the very universe that God has created!", Raphael said with a bright smile.

"I must tell you something brother, I have doubts and am confused. I have talked to others in the host that feel the same way. We sit here, in bliss while the humans and the great life upon that planet our god created will suffer endlessly.

Our god doesn't seem to care unless one of us will go before him and speaks on their behalf, and even then, half the time, he pays no mind. I am discontent brother. I am the light and wisdom bringer. If I were in charge, I would want the world that he has created to be so much better.

He has laid down moral laws for his first creations of Adam and Eve, but they blissfully lay in that garden with no idea of the truth or what will really come in the future.", Satanael finally told him after so long holding it inside. "Things should be natural there and allowed to follow their natural course, with out the interference of God's morality placed upon them. Being the archangel of wisdom and all light, I know these things.", he finished.

Eyes and mouth open wide in shock, "Brother, how can you think of such things. I am the archangel of healing and medicine. I know suffering and I will go before our great God, to speak for his beautiful creations, but we must trust his judgment. He has his reasons and his ways!" Wrapping his arm around his brother, Raphael comforted him as tears began to fall down the cheeks of Satanael.

"I am so sorry to be a disappointment to you Raphael. Please forgive me? I always want to be next to you and with you but I wanted to know if you have ever had these thoughts also?", he asked Raphael. Letting go of his brother, gathering to himself, he answered, "Yes, I have seen and I wonder also."

Suddenly, full of energy as the chorus reached another peak, echoing through out the entire dimensions, Satanael suddenly looked at his brother and said, ''Then come with me Rapael! Come with me as we over take the thrown of God himself and set about a new order.

Many are already with me and we will make both our Heaven and the earth a better place to live in!", Satanael passionately spoke to his brother. Pulling away from him, Tears now began to roll down Raphael's cheeks as he pulled away from his brother, "I can not. I understand and know how you feel but my obligation is to our creator.

I must, we must follow in accordance with his will." Pulling away, Satanael, looked heart broken as his wings sagged in great disappointment. "I have to do this brother. I have to. I am asking you one last time, Please come with us?", he asked him... and a great tear was felt between them in that moment from the shear pain of separation.

"When we have won, I will make you my closest and highest ranking angel in heaven and you wont have to choose, I promise.!", he said as he laid a reassuring arm over his brother and held him.

Waking the next morning, stretching his body and large feathers, Raphael heard a huge commotion and the sounds of battle. Jumping up, hair a mess, he flew quick as he could to see what was happening, praying to himself, "please don't let this be it."

He knew what would happen and didn't want it to be. Sure enough, a mighty battle was taking place as thousands of angels fought two times as many and were being slaughtered and beaten. Hearing a great thunderous sound, he could know only one thing that that sound could be, the great gates of the portal between this dimension and of the dimension that was created by the universe, were being opened as the rebelling angels were being shoved out , to be banned forever from Heaven.

Suddenly, the voice of God was heard and as he summoned for Raphael to appear before him. Rushing quickly into the presence of God, he bowed low before him and God said, "MICHEAL AND GABRIEL ARE IN BATTLE NOW AS WE SPEAK, PUSHING OUT MY BELOVED SATANAEL AND HIS REBELLIOUS FOLLOWERS." Sadness and determination filled the presence of God and he continued, saying, "YOU ARE CLEARLY NOT IN THE BATTLE AND I DON'T KNOW WHY, BUT BECAUSE YOU ARE FREE, ONCE THEY ARE OUT, YOU WILL ESCORT THEM TO THE PARCHING DESERT ON THE WORLD I CREATED AND ABANDON THEM THERE. SATANAEL WANTS TO RULE SO BADLY AS TO BETRAY ME, HE MAY FIND THE RULER SHIP HE SEEKS, RULING THE WORLD I CREATED. IT WILL BE AN EVEN GREATER TESTAMENT TO THE WORTH AND THE SANCTITY OF THE HUMANS I HAVE CREATED. SINCE YOU HAVE NOT PARTICIPATED IN THE BATTLE, YOU WILL PERSONALLY GO AND ESCORT THE FALLEN ONES TO THE PLANET I CREATED, LEAVING THEM THERE IN THE DESERT. LET THEM KNOW FOREVER WHAT IT IS LIKE TO NEVER BASK IN THE GLORY OF MY PRESENCE, FEEL THE LOVE OF HEAVEN, HAVE BROTHERS OR HEAR THE ANGELIC CHORUS FILL THE REALM OF HEAVEN. THE ANGEL URIEL WILL TAKE HIS PLACE FROM NOW ON AND WITH A FLAMING SWORD WILL GUARD THE GATES."

Devastated from the words and orders God had spoken, Raphael knew he had no choice. Retrieving his celestial sword, he headed into the battle.

Staying on the edges of it, his heart was breaking, but his orders were clear. As the last of the rebellion was killed or pushed out the celestial gates of Heaven, Raphael and a selected few angels slipped through.

With his back up against the gate, Satanael stared into Raphael's eyes, pleading for understanding and for the horrors they both had just witnessed. Walking to meet Satanael alone, he looked into his brothers eyes and tears welled up, reflecting from the nebular gasses of the forming stars and light that Satanael ruled. Crying also, was Sataneal.


"Oh Raphael, it wasn't supposed to end like this! What are we supposed to do now?", both crying and enraged, Satanael asked his brother.

Responding, Raphael said, "God had ordered me to escort you and your followers to the planet of the humans that you care so much about and if you want to rule so bad, that is and will forever be your kingdom to try to run, in spite of defying the almighty presence of God's will, which will also be on that planet, and all the life he created there." "God has told me you no longer will no longer bask in his glory and so your angelic name and relation to God had been withdrawn and you will from no on be known simply as Satan.", he finished with, but there was not much conviction in his words, only sadness.

Following his beloved brother's guidance, leaving an angelic plant for intelligence behind, within heaven, Satanael, now Satan and his remaining followers took the same footsteps as Raphael and his escort, guided by Raphael and their escort.

Now to be know by the name Satan, the ruler of light and the morning star, he would be deprived forever from Heaven, its glory, and its light.

This knowledge caused him great pain and he dropped his sword in defeat briefly, and collapsed into a great sadness. "Oh my brother", he said to Raphael, "It is you I will miss most of all.", and reached out to embrace him tightly.

Holding him too, while holding back his tears, Raphael took the lead and led them to Earth, to the most parched, dry barren of lands there were on that little planet. Standing a distance apart, Satan told Raphael, "I will always love you brother and wish you by my side."

As Raphael turned to leave, a single tear did make its way down his cheek, and he looked at Satan and said, "And I you brother.", as he and the other angelic escort left and returned to the dimension of heaven.

Much times has passed for those angels fallen but they also got to know this planet and of their powers here and the making friends wing the multitude of other beings from planet and within the various realms here. This became a nice change and a refocusing of Satan's mind. Unable to find forgiveness for the coldness in the heart of God, he found his way to Eden. Knowing that Adam and Eve should be warned and know the truth and of the knowledge God refused to tell them..

Taking the form symbolic wisdom, a snake, he made his way into the paradise garden. Finding his way into a tree, one day, finally, the beautiful Eve came to pick some fruit and Satan finally spoke to her for the first time. Telling her how much God was really hiding from them and it was their right to know.

Eve listened carefully and did what her conscience told her. She ate of the tree of knowledge. Awakened suddenly to everything, she had to share this with Adam. After finally sharing this with Adam, God himself decided to pay a visit to them and saw the influence of Satan and their choices. Mercilessly, as with Satan, he cast them out of "paradise" and into the harshness of the truth, and out into the planet.

Prologue:

Many many thousands of years passed, human kind, all the beast of the earth, air and the water have multiplied greatly.

Taking the blame for so much, over the thousands of years, Satan was and is still resolved to it and did and continues to do what he could and can.

To this day, he sits, with the new friends he has made here, but still so very alone, with none of his brothers or sisters by his side.
 
RE: A Few short stories added: NAGUAL (OC;NON-CON,EXOTIC;EXT) WhiteTiger

Summary/Notes:Well, everyone loves to believe in Nessie and it's like Santa, wonderful fun to believe in. Scientists theorize that there may have been very very intelligent dinosaurs and warm blooded ones. What if we lived in a world, where a branch unknown to us did survive?


Dragon’s Blood




All gathered around for the great meeting of the clans in their birthplace of what is now, central Africa, a sudden shuddering tore the ground asunder upon all of them. Following a great wind mixed with toxic gasses. The sky was quickly covered in black and black flakes were falling from the sky. The Particles within the wind had overcome all the members of the clans. Every dragon in site fell unconscious, to the ground. Waking a few hours later, groggy, trying to get their bearings the king and clan leader of the Red Dragons spoke first, "Something is very very wrong. We all must find shelter and sanctuary as fast as we can before we all die. Bring only what you and you children can carry and we shall fly to the far north east land of snow and ice." Leaving the meeting quickly, covering their mouths and noses, all the clan heads went right for their families and clans, organizing them immediately. Taking off in all the the toxic soot that constantly rained down from the sudden appearance of the black clouds, off they flew. Ducking their heads, they all worked together to keep their cover their mouths and noses still covered and protected during their flight until they reached the far north-east, what today is known and Northern Mongolia. The disaster was of global proportions and the entire earth was covered in black clouds and black soot rained down blocking the sun completely and poising the water. Finding a series of interconnected caves, they all rushed in as fast as possible, putting up barriers at the openings of the caves to prevent the toxic ashes from entering the best they could. After settling in, all the dragons fell ill and weak as something was riddling their bodies with change. Starvation and dehydration arrived soon after, those that were able, recovered. Each clan was named by the colors they bore on their warm blooded bodies. Being the first and only of their kind, their mind was sentient and warm blooded, so the cold not the lack of sun didn't bother them for now. The dying and poisoned, plant life, food supplies of the wild life and water outside their caves did. Hunting at brief intervals, they soon found some hospitable food supplies of animals and plant seeds and brought them inside the cave. The lack of sunlight, food for the animals they eat, and water though would surely undermine their efforts. They knew they too were all going to die. After a few days, many started feeling themselves again, if not better than ever before, and the clan leaders used this to maintain morale. Created in separate sections of the cave system, the plant seeds and their prey animals were kept.


After a few days, the clan leader of the blue dragons was sitting by the side of the corraled prey animals, feeling defeated as he watched them weakening from lack of water. "Water. water. water." was all he could think about and took in a great breath of despair and released it, and at the same time, that exhale released a pure clean current of fresh water that came rushing out form his mouth and onto the prey animals.. Shocked, almost to the point of falling over, he stared in disbelief as the water pooled in small areas, and the animals rushed to lap at the shallow pools before they were absorbed into the ground. Confusion filled his mind as he was in a panic but the was struck with an inspiration. Grabbing a random large container from one of the other caves, his odd behavior left all the other dragons to wonder what was he up to or had he lost his mind. Not caring at that moment about what others thought, he had to try this again, and placed the huge tub at the inside edge of the corral. "Water, water, water!", he thought again and took in a huge breath and out came a spraying fountain of water filling the tub up. Ecstatic, he hollered , "YES!!!!!!!", as all the prey animals pushed their way in to get at the water. Running now, He grabbed 2 more huge containers and filled them with water also, so all the prey animals could have their fill. Desperately, they drank and drank and drank.


Almost excited to a frenzy, the ran now to each of the clan leaders and asked them to gather together. Mumbling in confusion, the leader of the red clad finally spoke up,"What is wrong with you? What is this all about!!", he demanded. Smirking as if holding in a great surprise, and he was, the clan leader of the blue dragons said, "Please, just Hang on just a bit and bear with me. Can one of you get me a large container? As if to appease him and shut him up, they sluggishly retrieved a large empty container for him and placed it before him. "Now I know you're all going to think I am crazy, but do you remember when really hot wind hit us and we all passed out for a while? Well I think it changed us some how too!" The others looked at each other and them him, as if he were crazy, saying, "Come on, be serious will you? We have dying clan members and a crisis we are in the middle of."

"Wait, just wait, please just give me a minute more of your time. Surely you can spare that for me?, he implored them. All agreeing on just that brief moment in time for him, they watched him sit very quiet. In his mind he thought the words," Water, water, WATER!", and took in a huge breath. There right before all of them, a huge spray of fresh clean water poured from his mouth and filled the container. Shock from the other clan members was an understatement, but the bold red clan leader doubtfully approached the tub to inspect in and then worked up the nerve to test it. All watching in nervous anticipation as the King and Red clan leader tested and tasted the water carefully. His eye brow lifting he suddenly buried his head into the container drinking and drinking and drinking. The other clan leaders rushed around him to bury their faces in the water. Seeing is was almost already gone, the leader of the blue clan filled it again and again, while it splashed all over the clan leaders heads. Jovial and excited, he said, "Seeee, I told you, didn't I!!!"



Suddenly very serious, the leader of the blue clan said, "I need to alert my clan and train them, for I know all of us of the blue can can do this! All the rest of you need to work on what changes and new abilities you may have gained from this change. It is a miracle I tell you in the face of death and from this I know we we will be able to survive this time of the black sun and the black rain!!!" In time, each of the clan leaders did find out the changes that had occurred to each of them and trained their clans in the same manner. The silver dragon clan could control lightening, the gold clan could emit powerful sun line rays that could burn anything in sight or provide a low grade artificial form of sunlight. The green clan could seedlings and plant growth, and with the help of the blue and gold clans, they could grow their own beautiful private green houses for any plants to grow and clean air in the caves. The red clan learned they had the abilities of fire which made starting fires much easier. The white clan had the ability of ice and could control it. The black and the purple clans had the strangest gifts though, and hard to understand. When a member of the black clan exhaled, every thing in its path was crushed into nonexistence. The purple clan some how had the ability to read others thoughts and control their minds for short periods of times They learned the value of stones and gems for storing their energy and was often used in the sections of the cave for the plants and prey animals. The prey animals flourished and so there was always plenty of food for them and for the dragons. Living there for thousands of years like this, until finally, the sun slowly began to work its way through the black clouds and they black rained stopped, for the first time, the dragons stepped out into the open world, free at last.


Shocked by the bleak, dead land scape around them, the leader took in a great breath of sorrow. "Are we the only ones that have survived this?", he wondered. Bu now The Gold Clan Leader was King. As he looked around at the cold and generally inhospitable environment, he suggested that they move more south for a while, entering into now what is Southern China. For millennia they lived there and watched the world rebuild itself. Watching the changes of a new species of warm blooded warm rodents change and grow also. Many many eras past, as they lived well, happy and prospered. At some point during this time, they watched the emergence of a sentient being, descendants of those small warm blooded rodents, as the began to arrive where they lived and thrived. Adaptable, intelligent and thoughtful they were, as a life form, and they looked kindly upon them. Neither bothering or hindering them in any way, they did not interfere with their lives in any way nor did they bother theirs. Terror was a good word to describe how they saw the great dragons instead! Two different kinds of these being they saw and watched them spread all over the land as they knew it, eventually leading one to over take the other and become the single survivor or that line. Like the Dragon's they too had emerged form the what is now known as the African Continent.


Eventually, they settling everywhere, and build various great civilizations while others stayed tribal in their societies. They truly were fascinating to the dragons and they loved to watch them. Curious as they were, they wanted to know what it felt like to be one of them and watch and learn about them from the inside. The silver clan took it upon themselves to figure out a way as all the heads of the clans sat around the 8 pointed star formal grounds of meeting, recognizing the importance and commitment of each clan. This day was a big day for decisions, as they were looking at changing all the clan names, based on the gifts they were given way back in the time of darkness instead of based upon their colors. Unanimously all agreeing, they each took their names, in the language of the ancient dragons. The silver master's of lightening would carry the clan name of Goleuo. The White clan would bear the name Ai. The red clan would go by the name of Pedwar. The green clan would go by the name of Planhigion. The gold clan wold go by the name of Aur. The black clan would go by the name of Twll Du. The blue clan would go by the name of Dur. The purple clan would go by the name of Rheali Nedduwl. United as one, they all toasted and continued on with their next order of business, The clans were anxious and ready for a change and several dragons had been sent out on scouting missions. Laid before all of them,were the prospects of new lands. Each had their own opinions, but the majority liked the idea of the isolated group of islands off the coast of the mainland to the far west, later to be known as Britain, Scotland and Wales or the British Isles. With the majority in favor of this, the announcement was made to pack up and that they were moving! Excited by this prospect, all the clans gathered their things and the things they would need to start a new life, and took to the skies. So huge was this mass movement that it seemed to block the sun for hours.


Arriving in a huge grassy plane, with a chilled winds blowing over them, they all put their things down and took a survey of the surrounding land scape. Bleak it appeared at first, they then noticed the abundance of prey animals and the massive growth of the plants in distant forests. Settling in temporarily for the evening, scouts were sent out to get a full survey of the land. The plan was for the next day, when the all the clan leaders would meet again and where the best place to settle is. Little did they know, they were being watched and observed by the local native humans that the dragons considered endearing, they were the early tribal tribal based inhabitants of these islands, the Celts that settled them after the first populations, called the Fumorians, disappeared. Deciding to start their settlement in the most southern part of the island, they did so and many many years passed. Times were good and life was rich. Bit by bit, the Celtic people became more comfortable with them and finally an amiable friendship existed between them.


Teaching the celts here the ancient language of the Dragons, they then too adopted it as their own language, later to be known as Welsh, in a small country named Wales or Cymru. The centuries flew by as the dragons watched the short lives of these Celts come and go. Sad as it was for the human lives to be so short, they always gathered, and feasted when a new born, dragon or Celt was born. Great times were these, the best of times. Getting to know all the inhabitants on the island, they really were all one big happy family. Deep within them selves they wished for a union of their two races but, it wasn't known how. Dweud, the leader of Goleuo, the silver and lightening clan was reminded of his obligation to figure out a way to join the two. With great fervor, he took on the new task, using precious gems as a source for invoking and storing the power from their daily activities of life essence. Now he needed to figure a way to apply it, to harness a physical transformation with it. He looked backed through the ancient texts of the time of the black sun and black snow and how it had all changed them. The key was in there somewhere, but where!!!


Meanwhile, small fights began to break out between the dragons with dragons and humans with dragons. Dweud continued his research, certain that was the key to solving the disputes. Then he saw it, clear as day, something so small inside them that was affected that allowed the change. All he had to do was be able to access that same thing inside and the changes could become a reality with the focal point of a jewel, and the diamond was for his clan, as each clan would have their own gem. About this same time, his wife laid a beautiful nest full of eggs... he was so very proud of them and her. The Irony of life can be very cruel at times and a nasty winter came that year, and no matter how hard the mother's worked, most of the eggs died. Only one, very strong one survived for Dweudand and his wife. They treated it and loved it as the most precious thing on this earth.


Months later the egg hatched, "It's a boy!!!! A boy!!!", Dweud exclaimed!!! "Oh dearest, dear my sweet mate, can we name Him after my brother, who didn't make it past the hatchling stage, Gareth?", he humbly inquired. Happiness filled her being and answered, " I can think of no more noble or wonderful a name for our son". From there, young Gareth grew up brave, proud and strong. He loved his family and his clan very much and was completely devoted to them, having a very very strong sense of honor. As the years had passed, his mother had also laid a full nest eggs and all the conditions were perfect! He had 2 new baby sisters and a little brother and he loved them dearly as the years passed.

Dweud, in the mean time had perfected the transformation magic and some other interesting things he did not tell the other clans about and so then the humans and the dragons began to pick eligible females. Sadly, Tragedy after tragedy struck as the union was unproductive, so Dweud went back to work..looking for a catalyst.. and he found it....the key lay in the dragon's blood itself. If a human mate were to be able to take his blood and bond, becoming his wife, the way other dragons had done it for centuries, then she would alter inside and make her able to bear hybrids. Again, to their dismay, not only were there no children but this form of boding killed the women too. Tensions began to arrive and no women would volunteer anymore.


Finally, on day a head strong young warrior woman stepped out amongst the crowd and into the lands of the dragons, addressing the current king him self who was the clan leader and King of Ai (ice). "I do not fear death. What is good for our kind is of most importance to us and I wish to be your mate.", she said in a defiant, determined tone.
She had long flowing wavy blond hair, a muscular lean body and well proportioned breasts."I am a warrior, excellent at the use of blades, bow, and any other weapon you give me." she continued. Seeing her so set and determined, her big blue eyes casting a reflection of the setting sun, the King and clan leader of Ai, accepted her. That night, when most were asleep, she followed him to is resting place and home. "We must share each other's blood. You understand this, correct? You also are certain because this may kill you.", he reminded her. Kneeling before him, she stroked his flank and he turned towards her, then she rubbed his snout, as if memorizing every inch of his skin. She then took out her small knife and cut her wrist, and when the blood began to flow well, she offered it to him. Hesitatingly, she was so strong and beautiful, he lapped up her blood from her arm. He smiled nervously, "Just under my chin is the only place any blade can cut me, but it will never be very deep, we are a strong race and do not get killed very easy. Cut me, please, right there.", he directed her. Leaning up, towards and into his neck, she made a quick deep cut for his skin was thick and soon, drops of his blood began to flow and she placed her self right under where they would fall, cradling into his neck, allowing his thick blood flow into her mouth, again and again and again. Musing at the way she touched him and how she felt, he thought, "I could really love this woman, if she survives."


Darkness enveloped both of them as they both fell down, almost comatose with their dreams filled with things indescribable and their minds and bodies began to change. Awaking the next morning, both of them were in human form. She had survived!!!"YOU'RE ALIVE BEAUTIFUL BRAVE ONE!!!", he exclaimed and then looked down at himself, apparently the opal gem given to him for transformation and embedded in his skin ,had also been triggered in the night that Dweud had give him, and found himself in human form! Suddenly his mind was swamped with memories that were not his.. over and over as he held his head tightly. The memories of all his ancestors flooded him all at once and he had to focus to clear them out for the moment to sort through this later. This never happens with dragon pairings. Yet, as with other dragon pairings, the urges of a man became strong and hungry as he was now fertile from the bond. He looked deeply into her eyes, which now were the color of white and the pupils slightly elongated. She rushed to him to aid him as she saw him holding his head and then look at her, then, without looking fell hard over over a rock, landing on a shard jutting from the ground. This fall and landing should have ripped her leg open, but it didn't... her skin was as tough as a dragon's now, but looked human. Falling into his arms during this he held her close, looking into her soul and he knew she was his mate and that he loved her and she loved him beyond anything they had ever known before. Leaning in to kiss her she, returned it and the love and magic they made right then and there was indescribable. They were mated, the first Dragon and human pairing. They then decided, with the great populations of humans growing and human wars to leave once more.


By noon, they walking out, hand in hand among the other dragons. Awe and shock was in their eyes as they made way for the new king and queen. Walking from the dragon territory, they then they walked into the communities of the Celts, and met with the same reaction as that of the dragons. A new age had come. but, sadly with great strides also comes great emotions of envy and greed from other. As such, as this was happening, simultaneously, envy crept into the mind of a certain dragon, the clan leader of the Reali Nedduwl, (who could read minds and control minds), and bitterness and greed filled his heart and the seed grew. Centuries passed with Cariad by his side as she also had the life span gift of a dragon also. During this time, she gave birth to hybrid twins from their union. Also, the clan heads and king gathered and decided to move to a relatively isolated area across the great sea, to a place now known as Alaska. Life was good all these years, but all good things must come to an end and all this time, whispers of unrest had settled in, amongst the dragons. Things being said like, "Why does he get to have a human wife and the rest of us don't?", were among the whispers and saying discriminatory things against their twins.


Unknown was the fact that there had been several other successful dragon/human parings, but it was kept quiet for political reasons that would soon turn against them. Finally, it became the uninformed general consensus was that those twin children were abominations! Of coarse the twisting of thoughts from a dragon able to read minds and control minds helped a great deal, as he wanted to be the new king and was the real source of all the unrest. By now, It was in the late 1800's. Cariad had started a foundation down in the U.S. with several branches, to help find mates for the other dragons. She was only trying to help the best way she could. The exclusive orphanage was for girls only and called, An Oath to the Future Foundation. Mean while Gareth had grown all these years strong and full of hope, like his father and was secretly trained in all the magics he discovered. He also had the A Diamond half circle embedded into his neck. Transformations was easy and so was the magic. Every thing came easy to him. One night, His father sent him on a mission to go back to what was now Southern England and retrieve the clan's crest. He flew long and hard finding it and flew back, thinking on his new brothers and sisters just born a hundred years ago and how happy they were as a family.


As he was flying home, thinking of his happy family and couldn't wait to give his father the family crest. At this same time, Rheali Neddwl , leader of the mind control, purple clan, was now playing all his cards he had been building on for so long and also took young Inuet man from a distance away, controlling his mind and used the magic from himself to transform him to look like the kings human form. Cariad had welcomed and made wonderful love to him. Waking the next day to find her husband in his natural form glaring down at the two of them. Returned to his natural state she saw the young man as he really was and she grabbed the cloth covering herself in shock at horror."Oh no Ai, no.. he was you.. he looked like you... please you have to believe me!!! He came to me as you, and so I was with him, thinking it was you.!!!!!" Laughing out loud, the boy/man in his natural form, but still under the control of Rheali Neddwl, said, "That's not what you told me last night my pet. You were tired of mating with an animal and needed a real man and that he sickened you. You all but begged me into your bed.". Flying into a rage, roars of the mighty king could be heard for miles and told her, "Get out of my site you filthy whore. You want a human? Go, go then and have your fill! you and our offspring are banished from here forever!", Tears flowing down her eyes, she wrapped herself in her her blanket, gathered what she could, tried to find what children they had and left. Having no place to go, so went to her orphanage branch in the U.S., An Oath to the Future for sanctuary for her and her children.


Meanwhile, the uproar was spreading like wild fire and Gareth's father was ordered to stop all experiments and destroy his workshop. Rheali Neddwl wasn't just content with that though, he wanted a full war and any memories of these times erased. An issue was ordered, saying Dweud and work in the dragon pairing and all his research was now treason. He was ordered to turn him self in or they would murder his wife and children, which they had taken captive Secretly, he was planning on killing all of them any way as well as the entire Goleuo clan and on destroying all of his work and their home. Again, while flying back, he landed just in time to see his father turning himself in and being torn to shreds by the assassins and then his mother, brother's and sisters came next. Gareth came barging in to fight them all but there were too many and and while looking briefly at his mother, the attackers landed a blow, tearing his belly deeply as he could hear his mother screaming while being ripped apart, "RUN GARETH, GET OUT OF HER NOW! YOU ARE THE LAST OF US. GOOOOOOOOO!" Silence was only heard after that, she was dead and so was his father and brothers and sisters. Doing as she ordered him, to leave with her last dying breath, before her throat was ripped open, he looked at the assassins and took off, flying as fast as he could, carrying his family crest next to his chest. Pursuing him across the great sea, he lost them, rising high into a thunder storm and sent great strikes of lightening down on them, harnessing the storms energy and then, once evaded, he kept flying and flying. In the mean time, Rheali Neddwl was successful and did destroy all the Goleo clan and all his father's work and home. As this was happening, Gareth kept seeing his father's dead mutilated body and that of his little brother's and sisters and his mother dying. They were the last of the Guleo, the silver lightening masters and now, He really was the last. He didn't know where he was going, he just flew and flew and flew, clasping the family crest. Passing England, Europe and on impulse, turned south into Africa, where dragons hadn't been for millions of years. Finally, giving into exhaustion, he almost crash landed into a forest in his landing, and there he collapsed cried and cried and cried. alone.


Many many days later, he found that he had landed in the Central Congo by chance. Desperately seeking out a decent well hidden cave for refuge, he finally found one and entered. There he laid hidden for days crying as the pain of seeing his family die and their loss replayed in his head and soul over and over. Days and days went by, he didn't know how many, the pain receded, sometimes for a for a brief moment and then he would realize he was hungry. One of these times, deciding attempt to go out for a bit, though his whole heart wasn't in it, he did it anyway and left the confines of his cave. Stretching out his stiff wings, he gained speed and took off. Scanning the land, laying low, in case any of the assassins had followed him, he began to look for something to eat. While out on his flight,, he happened by a small group of humans. "Humans!", he declared excitedly and he dove in and landed near them. Slowly trying to approach them and talk to them, they instead started screaming in sheer terror and throwing anything they could at him, calling him a monster and a demon in their language and running from him as fast as they could. Forgetting once more about his hunger, he opened up his wings, and took off, heading back towards his new home, the cave, as spears were being thrown at him. Crying once again he entered his cave and all but collapsed in the further most part of it. Sadly, from then on, he only strayed out for food on occasion and spent most of his time in that cave. It was to remain this way for him for many years to come. At one point, he finally put his head down in loss of total hope, pain, memories, emptiness, frustration and the knowledge that things will always be this way, and he finally admitted to him self,"Perhaps humans and dragons aren't all that different after all."


Many many years had passed and one day, in his cave, suddenly he saw a shadow in the opening of the cave. Then a brave, strange white human walked into his dark cave. Down the length of the tunnel for the cave, she called out, "Hello? Hello? Anybody here?" Poking up his head, he looked at her, as she bravely approached him. He knew her, but couldn't put his talon on it, then suddenly it hit him."I know you!", he said. Responding she said,"Yes you do, and my children too", as a set of twins were hiding behind her. "Cariad? You with the eyes of a dragon and children of a dragon. You are my sister and they are my little niece and nephew by dragon blood, not by clan, but still !" ,he exclaimed amazed. "Yes, Gareth its me. I've been looking for you for a long time now.", she said sadly. "Remember? I was betrayed too and I heard what happened to you and your family and I am so sorry.", she continued. Starting to back up, afraid she had led the others to him or she was followed, sensing his fear, she said,"Gareth, relax, please? We are alone. We are so alone, just like you. I came here to find a friend and to maybe end my eternal damnation of loneliness. I know this seems strange or sudden but I wanted to know if you minded if it would be alright if maybe we could live with you?" Tears almost pouring as his opened up his big dragon eyes from surprise and happiness, he could barely speak. "Yes, yes my lady. It would be a great honor. Are you hungry?!", as he pushed him self up, attempting to clean up a dirty cave, excited, happy and nervous all at the same time. Though they were so different from each other, she also carried the dragon's blood in her, and even more so, they were more alike as living beings.


Much time passed, years even and a lot of work, but finally the managed to carve out and make a good home they could all live in, and be a family, ending all of their deep loneliness. While sitting out in the sun one sunny afternoon, watching Cariad keep busy and the children playing, he said to himself, "After all that we have been though, after all of this, happiness, belief and faith has finally made a way of into all our lives after all. We will live on and be strong for those that have passed and to a new future."

To this day, no one knows that the dragons even exist or where they could be. The same with Gareth, Cariad and her children.
 
RE: A Few short stories added: NAGUAL (OC;NON-CON,EXOTIC;EXT) WhiteTiger

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Summary/Notes:In every legend, there is a kernel of truth, what if a virus did mutate and could cause something like this? This story follows the beginning of a werewolf legacy and the family lineage and their lives, down though the ages.




Umai



Covered in ice and snow, the harshest part of winter had come. Scarce prey, and weeks of no food drove the Siberian white wolf, an alpha male, with no pack to lead, as this winter had killed them all. He caught a scent in the air and began to to follow it in the wind. Wreaking of human, he didn’t care. That is how hungry he was. Tracking the source, he found the man dragging a sled full of supplies, alone along a commonly used path.

“If I don’t hurry and get the supplies and medicine to the village, many people will die because of this harsh winter.”, he thought to himself. Getting heavier and hard to pull by the moment, his determination to pull the sled stayed focused on that goal.

Dragging it as fast as he could. Supplies for the journey were getting low and this weakened him a bit but the main contributor was the random illness he had picked up somewhere, making his head feel dizzy and running a fever. He needed to get to the village fast.

Meat was all the white wolf could think of as he tracked the man, getting closer and closer until he was right behind him. As the man turned, the wolf attacked, mauling him. The wolf tore into him hard and fast, ripping his throat out and starting gorging himself right then and there. He dragged the body/left overs and hide them for later for when he was hungry again.

The pure white snow was stained the color of crimson, as was his muzzle from the man’s blood. Finishing off what he could, he then followed through, dragging the body under some trees for storage.

Feeling full and content for the first time in months, he lay under a tree covered in as much snow as the ground and slipped into a deep sleep. Upon wakening, several hours later, his vision felt blurred and he had a hard time standing up, so he just lay there, content as he could for 3 days. Hunger once again awoke him then and now his vision and strength had returned, so he dragged out the body to eat again.

Happening over and over during the next week, this continued until there was nothing left to consume. Satisfied for now, the solitary wolf began to roam, marking his territory and went about life as usual.

“I’m telling you Desislav, if we don’t find some meat to bring home, mom and dad will be really mad!”, Miro said to his brother. Though they were both adults, there were no available women to be courted and on top of that, the prospects for their future also looked dim at the moment. Besides, their parents needed their help, whether they would admit it or not.


Deeper and deeper into the woods they traveled looking for any signs of life or movement. All they carried where they bows and arrows, slung over their backs, spears in the sled, and large carving knives they carried on the belt of their waists.

Desislav was always better than Miro with the bow and arrow, but Miro was better with the knife and spear. Together, they made a great hunting team. Roaming deep into the forest, the both seemed to notice at the same time how quiet the forest was…. Too quiet. Silence was their instinct as they held still to listen for any sounds at all.

Time passes so slowly when your starving and the young wolf had reached that point again. Running the normal route to maintain, hunt and check on his territory, he caught the scent of humans again. He hated the way humans tasted but they would have to do.

Treading so very carefully and cautiously again, he slowly approached the young men from behind them while they were holding dead still and violently attacked one savagely, trying to make a quick kill, but the other one was hitting him and beating him with sticks and had cut deeply into him with a large blade.

Turning now his attention to the other one, the wolf now attacked him, biting and tearing into him repeatedly. The other human had now gathered enough strength, some how and struck him over the head with a large piece of wood which caught him completely off guard. Wracked with the pain of the blow, he then took off into the forests in retreat.

“Oh my god, Desislav, Are you still alive? You saved my life! Please don’t be dead. You can’t die on me!”, Miro announced as a question and a statement. He said this, even though his own body was torn and ripped open from several bites himself.

Desislav raised his finger, lifting it up and down, while slowly opening his eyes with a half smile, to let his brother know he was still alive. Speaking next, Desislav whispered to his brother, “Miro?… We have to get home..we have to get home as fast as we can.” Gathering enough strength together, they staggered back home, partially in shock and close to death.

Making it home finally, they swung the door open. Walking out from the kitchen, their mother screamed, first from the shock and then for their father to help her. Taking turns, the parents led them to their beds, undressed them and washed them up, both knowing by the extent of the injuries, that they were both going to die. Late that night, they heard the agonizing cries from their mother, already in mourning for what she knew was going to happen.

Lightening pains shot through the 2 young men’s nervous system. Both praying for their deaths to be quick. Higher and higher their fevers rose and muscles spasms wracked their systems. Panting in short shallow breaths, they knew the end would be soon. Walking out of each of their rooms the next day, the local healer looked at their expectant parents and told them, “Honestly I have never seen anything like this. There is obviously a sign of deep sickness attacking them aside from the bites. I am afraid the wolf that attacked them may have been rabid.

Both of their wounds are deep and several of them have large amounts of tissue missing, straight through into and through their muscles. They may have a stronger chance of surviving but not for the symptoms, areas of the wounds and the extra behavioral symptoms they are showing. I frankly can not tell you exactly what is going on but as an honest doctor, I will tell you that they have almost no chance of one of them surviving, never mind both.

The bites into their necks seem to be the worse, even though no major damage was done there. You two have fine, strong young men. Do your prayers and ask God and Christ for a miracle if he sees it the right thing to be done. I am sorry, there is nothing I can do. Just keep the wounds clean and well tended to.”

Bowing his head at feeling useless and sad to see this happen to such fine young men and a good family, he picked up his bag and let himself out the front door.

Turning into her husband’s strong chest, the sobs began again as he embraced her. Hiding from her as he held her, were the silent tears that ran down the proud man’s cheeks also.

Strangely enough, time went by, 3 days, then a week and their symptoms did not worsen in any way. Opposite of that, in fact their fevers dropped and the wounds showed signs of healing. Their mother prayed faithfully for them 5 times a day and she took this as a sign from god that he had taken favor upon her sons. In town, word of their attack had spread and a search party had been put together to find the rabid wolf and kill him.

Days spent searching for him were met hand in hand with Desislav and Miro’s growing appetites!

Of all things most surprising were their requests for meals made of mainly meat, wanting the meat less and less fully cooked. Not understanding, but knowing God’s hand was in this, she happily provided them with what every they needed, no matter the cost. Dipping into their savings was more than worth it to save her boys. Hiding this minor detail from her husband, the boys recovery went fast, almost two fast and were completely healed physically within 2 weeks.

The nights were still struck though by their horrid painful cries that they had no idea what the source could be from.

Desislav and Miro both became the picture of health after two weeks and Desislav decided to pay a visit to his brother’s room. Opening the door with out knocking, he felt stronger and better than ever. Going over to his brother and sitting next to him in bed he looked at him as Miro avoided his gaze and looked downward. “Miro!… Miro!… This is a miracle God has chosen and given us Why aren’t you up and about? I feel fantastic! I can smell things I’ve never smelt before, hear things, sense things, see things I have never felt before! And strength and health? I’ve never felt better! Is this not also happening to you? aren’t you happy brother?”, Desislav both asked and self answered.

Responding to his prompts, head still down he replied in a soft voice, “Yes brother, those same things are happening to me and I am terrified that they aren’t natural or from God. I think maybe we are instead cursed. Aren’t your nights wracked with pain from deep within as if something wild is trying to break through your skin and consume you?”

Devislav’s mood and posture suddenly changed, “Yes brother, I do fear it sometimes and I feel it also, but I put it away, not to think about and focus instead of the wonders that ARE happening to us!” Standing up, he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, leaving his brother alone. Another week passed as the young men started picking up their share again of the house hold duties and were often much more successful in bringing back food after they had gone hunting.

Often though, at night one or both of the brothers would take off into the cold out side, only to be found sleeping in the snow covered ground, by either his mother or father, with their night clothes shredded. “What in the name of God is happening to you boys?”, he often asked during those days.

During the 4th week, ending the cycle of 1 lunar month since their attack, both young men in unison, felt a hot beast within them, waking each from their sleep and all they knew was that they needed to get out side, as each day it became worse and worse. On the final evening marking exactly one full lunar monte, to the day of their attack, the same symptoms came upon them and they both rushed for the door, dripping in sweat and horrid pain, as they felt like they were being torn apart from within.

Changing their normal pattern of being content in the snow filled courtyard, they headed for the gates, rushing to pull them open and they headed into the forest.

Below the snow capped trees and covered ground, the cold did not effect them, but instead. they fell to the ground in deep spasms. Their features became more fluid in appearance shifting and silky smooth. White fur grew out from every pour on their body getting longer and thicker by the moment. Everything about them seemed to change as they fell forward onto their hands and knees.

The fluid smooth transitions of their features became stronger as their limbs and legs and head all changed shape, along with the growth of the white fur. Soon, looking down, Miro could see white paws where his hands were and looked back to see his hind quarters as that of a white wolf, with a long fluffy tail.

Next, going crossed eyed at the same time, he saw the muzzle of a wolf below his eyes also! Up until now, he had been so caught up in what was happening to him that he never once looked at his brother next to him. Now, looking with new eyes, hearing with new large ears, and smelling with his new long nose and body, he looked at his brother very seriously.

What he saw shocked him because he new he looked like that too! As humans, they had both been strikingly handsome men, but with no women around, what was the point? Body wise they were both muscular and lean, but while Miro, the older of the two was a bit taller and leaner, Desislav was shorted and carried bulkier muscles.

Both having big beautiful blue eyes, a radiant smile with perfect teeth and bone structure symmetry of a nobleman. Replacing all that now was the long lean body of a wolf, standing higher that the average dog, with very long legs, huge paws, a large bottle brush tail, high pointed ears, long muzzle and the large head of a great white wolf.

Trying to talk to is brother, only chirps and small sounds came from his mouth. He wanted so badly to talk to his brother but couldn’t. A voice, loud and clear spoke in his head, “But brother I can hear you with my mind and I bet you can hear me!”, he excitedly exclaimed. Desislav jumped, hopping in joy and let out this beautiful haunting song that Miro could now understand! Excited and terrified, they both bolted into the forest to explore it at night with their new found senses and bodies.

Entering the gates the following morning, the town’s messenger knocked on their front door. Answering it, their mother said, “Yes? Can I help you?”, with her tall husband standing behind her. “Ummmmm, Excuse me for bothering but I was told to deliver you a message. The wolf that attacked your fine sons was found and is dead,”, stuttering, he continued nervously,“but, uuuummmmm the wolf’s death was not caused by us.

It was already dead before we found it, for several days we suspect and think it was truly rabid. I am terrible sorry to be the bearer of such sad news,”, he said bowing his head, afraid to make eye contact, “But the villagers want you to know that you have their full support and help if there is anything you need.”

With that, he turned around and walked away. She slammed the door in a panic…,”Oh god, we haven’t checked on the boys today!!!”, she screamed and ran up the stairs to check each room, only to find that both beds were empty and abandoned.

Freedom and adventure at every turn, the woods now was their home. Never happier could the two brothers be, as year upon year passed. Often, more by Desislav, would they practice the transformation process from a human body to their now natural wolf’s body. He liked changing the most and took advantage of it, killing strangers and taking their money, transforming and dressing to visit the local taverns of the humans and having as many women as he could.

Miro only changed as necessity dictated and had no desire for the fulfillment of physical or sensual pleasures as his brother did and then never seemed to ever age or get sick. On top of this, whether in their natural wolf or human form they were much stronger that even other wolves they encountered or humans.

Over one hundred years passed for them like this and Desislav grew more and more bored everyday, while Miro stayed content. Finally announcing to his brother one day out of no where, “I need a change and adventure brother! I am going to head South West. Will you come with me?”

“No my dear beloved brother, I am happy and content here but I know the desires of your heart. Go in peace and live your life to the fullest. You are a good man and an even better wolf. Find what you are looking for. You have my blessings.”, he replied. As if waiting for that cue, Desislav skipped in place joyfully and headed away at a fast pace in the South Eastern Direction. Miro would never see his beloved brother again.

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Years passed and Miro stayed in his home forest while Desislav finally ended up crossing the great Atlantic ocean and made for Alaska.

Alone now, Miro watched from a distance the changes of humans and was indeed fascinated but, again he preferred his home in the wilderness. Coming hard and cruel, one winter was so bad that all the source for his food had died themselves. Losing touch with himself, the hunger and need took over as he spotted a beautiful woman wondering in the forests digging for roots and buried foods.

He tracked her and attacked her. Just as he was about to rip her throat open, he saw the begging helpless look in her eyes and jumped off her, regaining his reason and ran away. Barely alive, the young woman named Umai, crawled under a tree to hide and to await death.

Ironically the same process that had originally happened to the boys, also happened to her, and eventually after 1 full lunar month, she changed into a beautiful white wolf.

Miro watched with empathy as this process took place, finally speaking to her mind,” Hello there. I am Miro and I must offer you my most sincere apologies for what I have done to you. I wasn’t thinking straight and my hunger got the best of me. Maybe in time you will find It in your heart to forgive me.” She said nothing at all to him and didn’t in the many moths to come. Finally she broke into a mental dialogue with him, inquiring what they were and the details of his knowledge. Freely he offered her all he new and in time became very close, even eventually becoming mates.

Several hundred more years past with life simple and happy like this.
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Desislav searched forward more and more north, looking for the cold which he came from. Not used to denying himself in hunger or pleasure, hundreds of years past as he got to know this new world and the people in it.

Food was almost never lacking but for this one winter, where all food had disappeared. At the same time, his lust for a woman was becoming stronger. He had an established large territory that he checked daily. Then that day and time came, of the harsh winter, and on his route around his territory, he spotted a young Inuit woman dragging a sled of supplies.

“If I don’t get these supplies to my family soon, it will be dark and dangerous…”, her words cut off in mid sentence as the great white wolf mauled her, loving the flavor of her blood in his mouth as he was so hungry but his lust was as powerful as his hunger and dragged her limp, bleeding body to his cave and left her there.

Returning back to where he had first encountered her, he covered all the tracks and returned to his den where the beautiful, dying Inuit woman lay helpless before him.

Transforming into his human form, he approached her, stiff already with excitement. Remove her clothes was tedious but well worth the wait as he took in the beautiful body of the woman, even with his multiple bite marks on her perfectly pigmented and endowed voluptuous body, she was still stunning. Completely unconscious, he spread her legs, grabbing and kissing her breasts and fingered her slit to find the opening.

Dry or not, she was his before she was his meal and he forced himself inside her over and over. The rapes continued day after day, even when she regained her consciousness. She was not dying, but the opposite, getting better.

As this process happened, the rapes turned into mutual passion as she went through the same changes he had before becoming a wolf. On the final lunar night, the same thing happened again to her but her coat came out gray. Once the transformation was complete, he asked her what her name was. Unable to speak, she thought her name," Aktar".

As the months passed, they fast became alpha female and alpha male mates. Living like this for several hundred years, Desislav knew true peace and happiness for the first time. Anxious finally for change as she was, they traveled south, ending up in a small mountain area called the Appalachian mountain ranges, within the Blue Ridge mountains, on a mountain called King’s Mountain in North Carolina.
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One extremely harsh winter, when yet again all the foods and prey had disappeared, Miro chose to take a chance so he could feed Umai as well as him self. He snuck into a well off family’s store house for dried meats. His plan was simple, eat as much and he could and then carry back as much as he could carry. He saw the Master of the house and his escort and children leaving and thought the house to be empty for the time being.

Gorging himself with as much meat as he could, he was met at the door by the lady of the house as he was trying to leave.

Holding a silver candelabra in her hands. The only weapon at hand for her to grab. He had made too much noise. Not wanting to hurt her, but with her blocking the only escape route. this was the perfect time for the extra strength he had.

Positioning him self for the jump, he then jumped over her, but she had taken a few steps backward, throwing his aim off and he landed right on top of her with that silver candelabra shoved into his throat. Suddenly he couldn’t breath and it wasn’t just because of the wound… his body was reacting to the silver. Unknown to him, or any one for that matter, they were highly allergic to silver and he sent a dying message to Umai,“I am dying, silver is our enemy.”, is the last thing she heard from him as Miro died on top of the woman from Anaphylactic Shock.

Devastated, Umai let out a piercing howl of pain and mourning that echoed through out the entire forest. Alone for the first time, she would have to some how find the will and a means to survive. All she wanted now was to die now with him and crawled under a tree with very low branches and laid there for days and days, ignoring her hunger, everything. She wanted to dye also..as a part of her had already died when he died.

Dragging and aimlessly wondering the forest for months, she only caught enough food to shut her stomach up. Spring that year arrived early and as the sun rose over the horizon and through the trees, Umai came to a decision.

She would leave this place forever, and head south. For months upon months she meandered her way south.

Hunger getting the better of her, in the woods of the Slavic Part of Bulgaria, she saw a hunter, looking strong and delicious. He was dead still honing in on his target and at the exact same time as he fired his arrow, precisely taking the buck down with one blow, Umai attacked and mauled him, tearing at him, ripping chunks of delicious flesh from him. As she was about to deliver his final blow, she caught the scent of the dead buck and the faint smell of blood from the small wound.

Jumping off him, she changed her mind and went for the buck instead as they tasted so much better to her. Gorging herself, she kept watch on the barely conscious man, as he watched her. With a full belly, she was able to think more clearly and realized what a predicament she was in. The hunter laid there, unable to move from blood loss and the injuries.

“God, what am I supposed to do now?”, she asked herself, “I can’t leave his body out here to die in the open.” Bearing that in mind, she began to look for a secluded spot and found one next to a small lake. Dragging the buck there first, she then dragged the hunter also.

Not caring much about anything or anyone, she left him there to suffer and came to that spot only when hunger was upon her to eat more of the buck, expecting him to die soon anyways, but instead, as the days past, though racked with a pain she remembers all too well, she watched him slowly heal, getting stronger by the day.

Now having her full attention, she stayed with him and even shared her meat with him. Once his vision had regained, along with his senses, she knew what was happening, he would be like her. Watching her carefully, looking for a way to kill her and escape, his eyes never left her.

“Timing is everything.”, she laughed to herself and stood right in front of him and transformed into the beautiful well endowed woman she was in human form with long white hair as the wind blew through her hair. Tall, with long legs and a perfect high C cup breasts. She stood before him naked.

In human form, a werewolf had no hair on their body but for their hair, usually reflecting the color of coat they have in wolf form. Pulling her hair over to one side, she dug into his supplies that she had later also brought to this spot. She pulled out a cup and his supply of water poured some and offered it to him.

“I am truly sorry this has happened to you,”, she said ”I was so desperately hungry and wasn’t thinking straight and wanted your death to be quick and as painless as possible. Please, in time, I hope you will learn to forgive me.” Looking at her in terror, disbelief and shock, he then gazed at the cup and looked up at her again. Shaking hands took hold of the cup as he brought it to his mouth and downed it fast, not realizing how thirsty he was.


Quickly refilling it for him again, he reached to take it. “My name is Umai. May I ask what your name is?”, she asked. Downing the cup of water again, Umai quickly refilled it once again and handed it to him. Reaching for it, their fingers touched briefly and in response he said,“My my my name is Branimir. Thank you for the water,”, as he gently took it and downed it again. Offering some of her kill, he took it hesitantly… “uncooked meat… uuuugh”, he thought, but then as he bit into it, he was amazed by how good it tasted and ate it furiously until there was nothing more.

She smiled at him and he half smiled at her.

From then on, their bond became closer and closer until he fell in love with her and she him and they became alpha mates.

Her mind as curious as his to find out exactly what and who they were and their limitations and other interests became a passion and soon learned how to make a pack of betas with three deep bites into them and bringing them into the pack.

Experimenting, they learned of their allergy to silver and many secrets about their abilities and limitations. These were good years, Umai and Branimir loved each other very much. Hundreds of years passed and finally several rumors of them began to spread far and wide.

The forests were full of hunters, thrill seeker and tourists, hoping to catch a glimpse of them or kill them. It was getting to dangerous and it was time to leave.

In human form, they took a cruise across the Atlantic and entered America from Ft. Lauderdale, FL., but it was way to hot for them, so they headed north. Finding the perfect spot in a small town, nestled at the base of a mountain called King’s mountain, in a small town called Mountain City, snuggled into the Blue Ridge mountain range part of the Appalachian Mountains in North Carolina, they found their new home.

As the years passed, they created a new pack, all well establish members of the town, like the mayor, the police, retail shops.. Everywhere. They created 11 beta pack members and with them, it made a good size pack of 13.
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Is it fate or coincidence that brings such things together in life? One may never know. Desislav and Aktar, not aware of the limitations and the powers of being a werewolf, decided it was time to mate and bear young. Not realizing or caring, that Alphas produce only alphas when they mated, they just wanted a family.

Mating in wolf form was the only way for this to happen as they learned experiment after experiment! Finally Aktar began to show all the signs of pregnancy and they were so happy. Twin alphas were growing within her and the excitedly found a den and created a home for them. To their dismay, the time for carrying a werewolf cub was much longer and was almost as long as a human’s, being 7 lunar months. Patiently they waited for the arrival of their cubs.

Labor for her pups started finally and suddenly, being on time. Laying in her bed of leaves, she laid there panting through the contractions for hours until finally the first one was born.. A male!! Then the contractions started again and the next pup was born, a female!! She licked them and cleaned them up and cleaned her self up as the new born cubs found their way to their mother and began nursing.

Exhausted and happy she looked at her mate, Desislav, projecting, “Well, what would you like their names to be?” Beaming proudly as a new father, he told her,” Our son will be named Desna and our daughter will be named Nuka, after your human mother.” Pleasing her very much with such fine names she drifted off to sleep while their new pups nursed.

Taking the bus home after seeing his psychiatrist, Andy Taylor skipped dropping his prescriptions off. He hated taking those pills and wasn’t about to start. He only pretended to, to keep his mother from nagging him. “Stupid Doc says I’m.. paranoid schizophrenic but I’m not! I tell ya dem werewolves are real and Imma find em’ and kill every one of em!”, he thought to himself.

Sitting in his tree every night on guard duty made day activities tough for him but he did what he had to, to keep the nag off his back. He’s read all the legends about all kinds of demons and he knew the werewolf demons were settled right here in this town. Silver was the key but the stupid gun shop wouldn’t let him by a gun so he is stuck with his daddy’s old shot gun. “It don’t matter none, I can make due with what I gots.”, as he continued in his internal dialogue.

“Staying up all night is a bitch.”, he ranted, “But today will be the day I kill me more of dem demons!”. He loaded up his old blue Chevy pick up and checked the special made silver pellets for the shot gun and checked out his hand made sterling silver knife. Balding and rather hairy, the heavy set short man squeezed behind the wheel and drove into the Black mountain. He knew they were there, he had to just find some more.

To date he has killed 20 of them. Driving for about three hours and almost at the summit, Andy stops to take a break and stretch and have some lunch.

“Mmmm mmm yummy! A spam sandwich and sardines! My favorite!”, as he sat down and ate his lunch, drinking an entire half gallon of chocolate milk he kept in the icebox in the process. As he was just finishing up he thought he heard something and grew very quiet and listened. “Dem sound like baby demons to me.”, he thought.

Though heavy set and clumsy looking, he was excellent in the bush at making no sounds and watching the wind currents. The wind was in his favor today and he quietly snuck up on a small family of wolves outside in the mid day sun. Mom and dad just happily laying about while their, what looked like 3 moth old cubs were playing and rough housing with each other. “Good God, I caught me some baby demons too!!! How lucky am I today!”, he bragged to himself.


They were all close enough together for the spray to hit all of them and he would split open their bellies to make sure. Changing at that second, the wind carried his scent to Desislav but it was too late as the silver pellets hit all of them. The affects of the allergy began to set in as they went into allergic shock.

Andy was freaked as they didn’t just died like regular wolves, so he couldn’t get close enough to slit their bellies open “Damn”, he cursed at him self, “But I got em good with my shotgun. That should finish them off, I hope???”, as he ran into his truck and turned around and drove home fast.

Sitting in the open sunshine, just outside of their dens, as the pups were just getting old enough, suddenly, the sharp, loud sound of a gun echoed off the mountains and all four were hit, not deeply, but enough to break the skin and enter their system. Then their allergy kicked in. Just laying out in the open, enjoying the day and each other, with the warm sun beating on their thick coats. Happy and playful one moment, the next, the light fading from their eyes.

The affects of the allergy began to set in as they went into allergic shock.
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Being so close to them and not realizing it, Umai was sitting in her deeply cushioned plush chair, trying to read in their custom made home, off the side of a mountain when at sharp stabbing pain struck her in the chest and she collapsed. Not knowing what it was for sure, she felt like she was losing Miro all over again.

For 3 Days she lay in bed crying until Branamir ripped the covers one day and said, "Wake up, I don't understand or know what has happened to you and I am sorry but tomorrow is the hunt for our pack!" Understanding this, Umai got out of bed and began the slow work out of her unknown mourning, telling herself the needs of the pack come first "Tomorrow is the hunt and a good hunt it will be."

Several years years went by like this, but she never truly forgot the pain or the memory of that day. Distracting and getting her mind wondered off Miro .

One night, decades later, Umai had a dream, about Miro for the first time since she lost him, he was there talking to her and telling her something. He was her first and deepest true love, and she woke crying in the memories of him, The next day, before the hunt, she suddenly remembered the dream and realized there had been a message to her in it, and it echoed in her mind, reminding her of that horrid day she collapsed.

Deciding to do a little research on her own, She went to the local library and she looked for any incident not matter how big or small that may have occurred that day.

Scrolling down the micro fiche, she found a small entry in the paper about another group of wolves, a small single family of them and she had to find that place where it happened. She suddenly found herself getting in the car and driving..just driving.

Soon she found herself driving up that old mountain road from thirty or so years ago, looking for the long since gone traces of anything that may have remained. Almost to the summit she saw a big log by the side of the road and pulled over. Getting out, she sat on the log and just began to cry.. for no known reason, just cry.

Floating in like a dream, she heard her beloved Miro's voice in her head again, this time awake, "Your here baby, where it happened. Your here. Look to the bushes on the side your on and walk down. He shot them from top of the hill and they were down there in that open area, by that cave. It was their home and their den.", she heard the voice say.

"Okay, now I'm hearing voices. I am going crazy.", she scolded her self but walked to the edge any way and she did see a clearing with a cave opening just barely visible from where she was standing. "My GOD!", she gasped and ran into the opening.

Nothing was humanly visible and 30 years had passed but this is where it happened. The horror struck her like nothing she had ever known or felt before and extending all her senses for people, she took off all her clothes and transformed. "A human may not be able to find anything, but a wolf can.", she chuckled to herself. Setting about, nose to the ground, not a trace or a scent could be found.

"Too many seasons have passed.", she said to her self and then spotted something shiny in the dirt. Digging at it with her paw, she found a green tarnished silver pellet in the ground with only a trace amount of silver showing. Furious now, she rushed into the cave to gather as much scent as she could. "Yes!" she exclaimed, "Yes, I smell them.. all...four of them, not three but definitely four!", She smelled each scent and all the information it gave her.

Smelling the scent of birth and the scent from Siberia that Miro's brother had left behind, "It is Desislav and he had found a mate and the bread and had cubs right here,", she paused in mid thought, "and were butchered right out of their door!" Walking slowly out side, double checking for others, she transformed back and dressed again.

Sadness filled her whole being as she walked up the incline towards her car. Looking at the ground she saw a can, an old can run over and all beat up. She picked it up and of all things, the word SPAM could just barely be made out on it.. "Eeewww gross", she shivered, "No one eats that or has eaten that in this town for ages." As if on instinct, she took the can with her and drove down the mountain to the police department. Walking into the double glass doors, everyone knew her and said,"Hi", to her and she returned the courtesy.

Being the Alpha female in a small town like this always had its perks. Police Chief McFadden and Police officer Patricia Burns were two of her beloved Betas. Going to the front desk, she asked the new receptionist if Police Chief McFadden was in. Not knowing her, she looked at her strangely and said,"Uummm mam, he is in a meeting right now, can I take your name, number and what this is regarding and I will give him the message."

At that moment Officer Burns past by and saw her. Walking steadily, Umai could see the excitement in her eyes as she saw Patricia head over to her. "Umai! How are you doing?, Officer Burns asked her. "Oh you know me, just nosing around.", and the both laughed loudly because it was an inside joke.

"What brings you here Umai?", she asked. "Well, as I was telling the new receptionist here, I wanted to see the Chief for a bit but she said he was in a meeting." The Officer looked down at the girl scowling at her, and she honestly looked frightened, and Officer Burns said, "Oh never mind his meeting! You know everyone in there any way. Come on in.", and directed her to the Chief's personal office. "Hi guys, how are you all?", as everyone stood up to greet her."No no no, just relax. Sit down, I didn't mean to interrupt your meeting I just have a hunch and a crazy question to ask you Chief McFadden."

Do you know or remember anyone, even back like 30 years ago that ate SPAM a lot and like ate it all the time?", Theodore, her Beta met her eyes for a split second and knew exactly what she was referring to and he said casually, "Well, those were back in the old days", he dismissed laughingly, "but there is only one person in this lil'ol' Po Dunk town that ever loved SPAM and still does. That crazy fella that lives on the outskirts of town now. Man oh man.. he's a nut case.

He had this crazy idea that this town was infested with were........", and stopped dead in his tracks in his speech, making the connection as all the other men turned to him in the meeting, so he had to play it off, "Any way, he has some crazy notions about things and was gonna "kill em' all", he said half laughing and half not as Umai's eyes met with his and they both knew who killed their clan members thirty years ago.

She knew where that old coot lived and tomorrow, she was gonna pay him a visit he'll never forget, from a real werewolf and she was hungry! She knew exactly who he was, Andy Taylor, the town's schizophrenic and exactly where he lived, for now, smiling and evil smile as she rode home.

She loved both her eighties Toyota disguise car and her usual everyday crimson Camaro, she was thinking as she drove back to her home, showered very well and picked out two low key outfits, one cute, body showing bright yellow short outfit, showing all of her best physical qualities , to be burned later and a low key outfit of jeans, sneakers and socks and a t-shirt, she dressed again to pay that crazy Andy Taylor a visit he will never forget, or remember for that matter, for he will be dead.


While putting on her cute yellow short set, no panties were needed, she decided as they would only get in the way and and special gloves for when she in in human form and needs to clean up she dressed, wearing slip on shoes, she put her hair up, wearing a dark brown bob length wig. Checking with her wolf senses to see if anyone was about that could see her, she knew the coast was clear and went for a little drive in her old 80's Toyota.


Finally arriving at the old beat up trailer he lived in, broken down cars and garbage all over the place, she parked her car down some distance and walked in disguise up to his trailor. "Who are you?! And what do you want?!", Andy Taylor yelled from inside his trailer. Putting on her most innocent damsel in distress act, she said,"Ummmm sir, I am really sorry to bother you, but my car ran out of gas and no one else will answer their doors.


I guess everyone is at church, which is where I should be but I was lazy today." The door cracked open and she said, "Oh thank goodness and thank you!", with a big innocent smile on her face. "This is what I get for not being in church like I should. ", she continued, as she felt the smelly, fat, unkempt man look her up and down, with his balding, unwashed hair falling into his face. "Ummm, I am so sorry to bother you sir, but may I call my parents cells, so they know where I am. I left mine at home.


They can bring me gas and follow me home.", she continued, pretending to be nervous. Looking her up and down one more time, he said,"Yea, sure, why not? Come on in and call your folks." Once inside the door, Umai locked in behind her while pretending to take in his place. "Wow, you got a lot of guns and wolf stuff here,, she said, acting surprised. "People round here think I'm crazy ya know?", he told her, "But I know for a fact this town and this mountain are full of werewolves!"

Acting surprised and as if she didn't want to be rude, she said, "You really think so? I've been here a long time and have never even seen a regular wolf! Have you seen one for real?"

"That's just what they want you to believe and no I haven't seen em do the changing them werewolves do, but I know em when I see em.. and there everywhere! I've killed close to almost 50 of them werewolves all by my self in the years I've been living here!", he declared proudly. Umai's blood was pumping with fury, but she kept her self composed and said,"Wow, that is really scary!

I remember my dad telling me of an incident, like forever ago, thirty years ago or something ancient like that where a family of wolves were found shot with silver bullets from shot gun!" Looking around suspiciously, Taylor leaned forward on the couch and started talking real low,"Well to be honest with ya miss, they weren't just wolves, they were them werewolves and I am the one who killed them!", he bragged proudly why sitting back in his couch.

To be sure, Umai said, "Oh my god, I am hungry! I am such a weird eater and everyone makes fun of me for it but I LOVE SPAM, and you can hardly find it any more!" In surprise of such a coincidence, Andy leaned up and said, "Well Mam, I practically live on SPAM. It is my favorite too! Would you like to make me to make you a sandwich?" That was it for Umai, the connections and the confession was made, "I sure would.", she said, "But you know what Mr.?

Tell me every detail of that day you killed that family of wolves, please?", Umai asked. Telling the tale was simple enough but the story slowed as with each sentence, she began to take off a piece of her clothing, putting it neatly to one side and then finally her wig, letting out all her white flowing beautiful hair as she shook it long and free, standing naked before the now speechless Andy Taylor.

His mouth hanging open, Umai approached him, walking around his make shift coffee table and looked at him, "Why sir, you look like you have never seen a naked woman before.", she said taunting him. "Well, uuumm mam, I actually haven't, especially not one like yours. Holy Jesus, this is my lucky day!", he declared proudly as she spread her legs over his knees so he could see her high perfect breasts, perfectly flat toned stomach and small, hairless pussy free for him to see. "Ummm, what about calling your parents?", he asked nervously.

"Oh don't worry about them, a big strong man like you, a werewolf killer!", she smiled at him a strange smile that kind of gave him the creeps, but Jesus, her spread pussy and big ol' titties were right there in his face and she wanted him. "The hell with it!", he thought to himself, as he began to unzip his pants.

Tell me, do you kill all wolves? You know, not all wolves are werewolves.", she asked him. Upsetting him a bit, he said, "I already told you miss,", then looked up and down her spread naked body and finished, "all the wolves here are werewolves and I will kill them all till the day I die."

"Mmmmm, sweet Andy Taylor,", she began, as he wondered how she knew his name. "Till the day you die, hmmmm? Those choice words ring like Christmas in my ears.", she said.

Then she put some of her real strength on him, pinning him by his neck so he couldn't move. Scared as hell, he said, "Mam, if you can just control your self, the phone to call your parents is right over there." A loud howling song like laugh came from her at these words. "Parents? I haven't had any parents for hundreds and hundreds of years." Looking at him she said, "You know they say in life, what goes around comes around?

Well, you are right there are a few werewolves around here but very few and you killed my brother in law, his wife and his children. Now I am going to return the favor!", as a low menacing growl escaped her lips as she began the transformation right in front of him while she pinned him.

"Jesus, Jesus, have mercy. I am sorry. Please forgive me, I didn't know! I promise I will never kill another wolf again!, he begged her. Looking down at him now, both front paws pinning him down, she had no words or way to speak, but in her mind she thought, "Too late!", and she tore into his throat, ripping in wide open, watching the pressure from the veins squirt blood out everywhere.

His body spasming in its death throws, blood everywhere, Umai got off him and transformed back, standing there naked, waiting for him to finally die.

It didn't take long and after that, she threw her clothes into a bag, got dressed and with a different long black wig this time, cleaned and wiped everything down, erasing any traces she was ever there and using cloth, opened up the back door of the trailer and walked out and around back to her car, putting her spare clothes in the bag in the passenger seat. Those would be burned thoroughly when she got home.

Smiling happy, went into the house, made a cup of tea, while burning the clothes and sat down, finally able to read some of that book. Musing happily to herself, "Later is the hunt and it will go very well, I just know it."
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Howling the codes for movement, Umai signaled Theodore and Patricia to herd the adult female running south, she wanted to pin her in against the back of a mountains side cliff. It worked and she took off in the other direction and Umai signaled Sharon to jump at her causing her to bank hard left again, running for it's life, the female deep was trapped as the pack moved in and took her down, snapping her next as fast as possible to not increase the suffering of the animal.

Putting the animal away safely, for the feast later they all took their assigned formation and began searching again.

A trace on the wind told Jenks there was a black bear in the area. They all talked mind link, for taking on a bear was dangerous with their claws, teeth and flexibility, but the pack was hungry and decided to chance it. Following the scent of the bear, which wasn't hard, Umai chuckled to her self and found it scrounging some berries and leaves from a bush it found edible.

Smelling the wolves, the bear immediately stopped and backed up on its hind legs and threatened. "Ok guys, were going to go about this slow and easy, darting in and out", so as the bear raised up Drake jumped to his back behind his throat tearing through fur and into his neck.

The bear reacted quickly, as expected, slashing his claws out just barely missing Drake as he backed up. The bear was pissed now and blood would be shed on both sides. Both at once Tom and Heidi went for the rear, ripping into his legs and incapacitating his left leg.

Forcing himself, the wolves were winning by in and out strategy and their sheer numbers but no one was ready to get near the head or the neck yet. The Bears wounded leg at this point was his weak spot so at once Beatrice went for the good leg and Andrew, Joel, and Theodore took on his left leg.

As the bear bend over to slash them Sharon hopped on his back again, tearing his neck riding him wildly as he tried to get her off and the other wolves were attacking his legs. Umai, thought, "NOW!", as she dove in directly for his exposed throat and opened her jaws as wide as she could and bore down with all of her might and began to rip his throat wide open.

Feeling the last minutes of the bear's struggle, its claws tore into Umai's flesh, opening up nasty wounds, it didn't matter. She finished ripping the throat out and down he went. Panting heavily from the struggle, the pain of her torn flesh was well worth it for the pack. Sacrifices must be made as any good alpha knows. Dragging the body to where the female deer was, they began sniffing, opening up their hunting areas, in search of their 3rd kill. Andrew and Jake were placed in a key position, on pivotal corners,, when flushing out their last prey.


After two hours of following various trails, Beatrice caught onto a scent of fresh blood. Howling in response to this the wolves formed their positions on it and slowly followed the trail. "Aaaaaaahhhhh , this is our lucky day!", Umai sent mentally to the other pack members. As they followed the trail, a huge male buck was injured, walking slowing from what looks like a fight with a really desperate solitary bobcat and that had lost to the buck.

The buck was severely injured though, yet remained alert and the wind wasn't in their favor at the moment and the buck began to run the best it could and Theodore and Patricia herded him towards the position of Andrew and Drake. "Heads up guys a nice dinner is heading your way!", alerting them in their positions, as he was headed right for them. They both at once closed in from the sides and took the dear both simultaneously, tearing his already weak body to the ground and killed him as fast as possible. "Great guys!", Umai cheered them on. "Now we have 3 solid kills, let go have lunch shall we and celebrate!

Meet you all later back at my house to hang out as usual after a good hunt, okay?", she told them as then dragged the newest body to the other two and started tearing them apart and gorging themselves.

Finishing their meal, absolutely stuffed, they transformed and split up what was left for each member to have some to take home. Umai refused her portion but thanked them graciously. She needed a shower and to clean the blood off her back. She would be good again in 2 days, and with that though, brought a euphoric feeling, knowing the guys/pack would be over later and they would have a great night and deep inside, she felt finally at peace.
 
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Summary: A retelling of of Epic myth from Tibet, descending from India, with a modern twist with high-fantasy, between a great spirit tiger and a great spirit dragon, for the survival of humanity and the very earth itself. This story was also inspired by this link: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20101121/ap_on_re_eu/eu_russia_saving_tigers,





The Tiger’s Nest

The Great Tigress: Protector of the planet in spirit form:
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The Great Dragon: Protector of Balance of the planet in spirit form:
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The Great Tigress: protector of the planet in physical form:

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The Great Dragon: protector of the balance of the planet in physical form:

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Chapter 1:





Classes were almost over for the semester and Miles, actually his full name being Miles Harland, gathered up his papers and packed everything perfectly neat in his case.

Everywhere he went, this case was with him, as it held all the important papers he needed from the notes he took and the interviews with Theos Sasimir Bernard. Being the third American to ever visit Kuji Lhakhang Monastery, The Tiger‘s Nest.

Happy the semester was finally over and thus his teaching of Archaeology as a senior and a T.A., he wanted it over with and couldn't wait until his finals were done. He had a tendency to be a practical man and preferred to be out in the field and active.

Relatively tall, with short contemporary brown curly hair, brown eyes and a lean, predatory structure to his face, he always made sure he dressed the height of conservative fashion with his hand made suits and custom shoes and shirts.

His longer than normal torso matched the longer than usual length of his arms, but his height, covered that and did his custom suits, no one noticed. This was especially so with the occasional female student that wanted to “stay after class.”

He had no time nor interest in such things. Only one thing was on his mind and was the only thing at this point that held him back from advancing onward academically and career wise .

This was his lust for recognition, popularity, infamy, money and power. All of those things would be granted if he was able to make a great priceless find.

Just about to finish his degree at the University of Arizona, as soon as finals were complete, it was the year 1934. He had already applied for admissions into the Master's program. It was there that he heard the rumors of Theos Bernard, a man he found interesting and was very intrigued by.

Fascinated by the unknown wonders and territory of the yet to be discovered small country of Tibet, he decided to attend one of his lectures.

Spell bound, he sat there listening and taking notes on everything he said, but not for spiritual or educational reasons. Instead, it was for the idea of glory and of unknown cultures and artifacts.

Waiting until after the lecture was done, he approached him and introduced him self, pretending to be a man of deep spiritual hunger and a pure desire to understand.

Mr. Bernard was more than happy to meet with such a well educated humble spirit and they agreed to meet to have coffee and talk more about these things. These casual meeting went on for months, until Miles was feeling confident enough to finally make the trip himself.

All travel plans and arrangements were already made. In 2 weeks, he would finally be on the journey of a lifetime, soon to become rich and famous.

Soon after, exams were over, he was finally free, for a while at least.

Taking a leisurely cruise across the Atlantic, then staying in small decrepit hotels along the route for breaks, or waiting to catch the next connecting train, he slowly made his way all the way into Nepal's capital, Kathmandu, a border town next to Tibet.

Deciding to stay there a few days, enjoying the sites and "backwards" culture, he bought little, but took extensive notes on his observations, as the smell of saffron filled the humid air of the setting sun on the city.

Sitting with his back against a wall, an old woman passed by him and suddenly stopped right in front of him.

Turning towards him and looking him straight in the eyes, her rude behavior gave Miles the chills, even in this heat. Long gray hair that she wore down, which was very unusual, she also wore all black robes, covering her completely from neck to wrist to feet with a long black band that held her all gray hair back from her face. Dark skinned with piercing dark brown eyes, she stared into his. Her face, wrinkled deeply, like a detailed map of all the things she had seen and been through in her life and were etched into her face.

Miles was feeling overwhelmed at how she stood there looking at him and actually though it even more rude. Speaking up, he said, “Mam, may I help you?”, in his best broken dialect of their language.

Still staring at him deeply, disturbing him, she said, “No need to make a mockery or look foolish trying to speak a language of a culture you can never understand. I speak your American English quite well.”

Shocked and relieved, he said, “Uuuummmm mam, you are staring at me, which in my country is quite rude. What can I do for you?”

“When a fool travels into the unknown, unprepared, THAT is foolish. When a man enters a sacred realm, he can never understand and messes with the balance of the earth to such a great measure, THAT is rude, dangerous and ignorant. I suggest young man, you forget the notions and ideas roaming around in your head and what you are planning to do and turn around and go home. You will find yourself cursed deeply for what you will do and there is no escape or a chance to incarnate."

"Trapped your soul will be, suffering in the abyss of emptiness. Heed my words young American and go home. If you ever need me and are lucky enough to survive, if you follow through with this, but I will tell you you most likely won't. For the sake of balance, I am here, I have always been here and I always will be.”

Looking at her, shocked at her superstitious ridiculous words, he brushed his sweat filled brown wavey hair to the side, while right in front of him, the image of her vanished slowly like the wind into a dragonfly, flying randomly around, just like any other dragon fly.

Later on, while laying in his extremely hot room, down to his undergarments to cool off, he reflected on the myths surrounding his destination, the Tiger’s nest or Taktsang Palphug Monastery in the province of Bhutan, up in the southern most part of the Himalayas.

Dedicated to a well known “guru” named Padmasnbhra, who is noted for introducing Mahayanan Buddhism into the region, and the cave that was there. It was supposedly one of thirteen caves he meditated in during the eighth century.

The Monastery was built many many years later in honor of him in the year sixteen ninety-two by Tenzin Rabhye.

As with all cultures, this cultural had many myths. There was something about a mythical tigress demon or spirit there, but he remembered nothing much else, as such mythos was relatively unimportant compared to bringing back a well known culturally considered sacred artifact.

He was after the legendary white conch shell of their culture, inlaid with metals and mythos says is filled with the thoughts of the Buddha, peace and prosperity.

The exact location was unknown for sure, but there were several hints and ideas from different theories he had investigated and his own thoughts that would make him able to find it, and find it he would!

Finally leaving Kathmandu, he took a train and then a slow caravan to the local and closest city to the monastery, Lakhang village. Forgetting that they went by a lunar calendar, he found himself smack dab in the middle of a huge celebration of the temple, called Tshcha.

The streets were flooded and finding a room was hard, but with enough money, anything can be done and he was actually able to get what they would consider a very nice room, which made him laugh.

Walking about the streets later, he found that the mule rides up the cliff sides leading to this Monastery, sitting itself like a birds nest on a precarious cliff's side were filled up, as apparently, this was a time for Monks and travelers of all kinds to make a sacred journey to see the Monastery and enjoy the 10 day long celebration in the village.

Waiting for three days, his turn finally came.

The travel towards there was truly beautiful, as it was a path through an amazing pine forest. The only sound was that of a tranquil strong waterfall in the distance.

Finally reaching the base of the accent, it took slow, rather difficult hours to endure before he could see the first visible signs of the temple and was amazed by the constant cloud cover and mist that seemed to be hovering over the entire monastery, giving him an nervous feeling, as goose bumps broke out all over his body.

Once the mules were anchored, he followed with the crowd into the monastery.

“With so many people, it would be easy to go missing or get accidentally lost.”, he chuckled to him self and then slipped away from the crowd as soon as the opportunity arose. Looking in and out of every possible location, he finally found himself outside again, but this time, he was on the other side of the Monastery. Even with the cloud cover, he could make out the opening to a cave and he headed right for it.

Walking inside, it was damp, a bit dark and had a strange feeling. Using the walls to guide him over all, as there was very little useful light as he walked deeper and deeper into the cave. Randomly, he found an indentation in the wall of the cave.

Tracing it all, it was the frame of a man and in the center, where the man’s chest would be, was a gold circle with eight lines crossing over it and the lines had spokes crossing out of it from what his hands told him and the small amount of light available. Central to this piece was the Yin Yang Taoist symbol.

Recognized it immediately, even with the minimal light. He knew exactly what it was.

This was the Dharmacakra, and each of the eight spokes represented one of the paths of the Buddhist eight fold path.

Staring in the Yin Yang symbol, suddenly her could swear he heard the sweet whispers of a woman telling him to push in the Taoist symbol.

So smooth and beautiful her voice was. Music that spoke to his soul and compelled him. Following his true desires and the sweet song of her voice, he pushed the symbol in and found that the cave wall gave way into a small room.

There, lit from within, from some unknown source, was a beautiful conch, elaborately decorated with metal and topped with a brightly colored bead on top.

“This is it!”, he excitedly exclaimed to himself, as he heard the beautiful voice saying and compelling him, "Hide me, take me with you. I am so lonely.” Grabbing the conch, he hid it under his jacket, then closed the cave door exactly as it was and made his way back inside.

Upon entering, he ran into a monk who didn’t understand or speak English, but bowed in kind, gentle respect and pointed the way to the tour group.

Rejoining them, he finished the tour, taking the slow ride home, and finally made it back to his hotel room, Taking out the white elaborately decorated conch and looked at it for a long time, gloating over it, his sole find and his to his future success.

Gently singing in his mind, a woman's voice called out to him and said, “Thank you. If you would be so generous, please remove the brightly colored bead at the top and release me? I am so lonely.”



Chapter 2:



Prior to this, up in the high altitude of the mountain, even though here the altitude is still high, he just dismissed the gentle caressing voice from the woman in the cave as a product of his location. Looking at the conch, he heard it here now too?

Baffled, he stared at it, not sure what to make of it. Putting it off again to the stress of the ride up there, attaining it and returning to his room, he sat up and went to put it away safely.

“Please, oooh please don’t put me away. Will you let me stay next to you? I am so lonely and would adore your company.”, the sweet voice sang to him. Looking at he said, “Hello? Is there someone or something actually in there?”

“Yes, oh yes,”, the voice replied, I am in here. I am all alone and have been trapped in here for centuries, hidden away in that awful cave, long before the monastery was built, and in here long before I was even placed in the cave.

“I am so sorry to be a bother to you. I just haven’t had a man’s or any human’s company for so long.”, she pleaded with a hint of enticing in her voice.

Looking all over the conch and the ancient inscriptions on it, he was not versed in the written language currently, much less from so long ago.

“Hmmmm, I don’t understand this. There is no scientific basis for this phenomena, but still you may stay on my bed while I look around.”

Harland then got up and began inspecting the room top to bottom, looking for any signs of interference or a trick of some sort.

Thoroughly confused after finding none, he then sat back on the bed a bit harder than he should have in frustration.

“Please kind gentleman, is it possible if you could be more careful with the conch, as I am in it and sensitive to all movements around it and me?”, she almost begged in a timid, soft voice.

Picking up the conch, he looked at it again and while doing so, she said, ”I was and still am a beautiful maiden, cursed many many years ago by my father’s new wife, as she was growing older and was jealous of my body and beauty. Please remove the colorful bead and you can see for your self."

"Though I never had a man in my life back then, I would lovingly repay you with the ecstasy of your body and mine when I am released.”

Looking at it once more he said, I don’t know. This conch is a priceless cultural artifact and will make my name well known in the academic circles and the key to respect, money, and power. What do you look like anyway?”, he finally asked, leaning a bit into temptation.

Quickly responding, she answered, “Oh wonderful man, I am very beautiful, though a different color of the other women from my time and country. I am thin and well endowed. My skin is like pure porcelain and my hair is white as a night with the full moon it’s self gazing upon you. I have big blue eyes, and soft supple lips with delicate features.”, she said.

Continuing on, she told him, “As I said, I did not look like any other humans of my kind, which is why my new step mother ignored me for so long, then...", she paused and then he heard a gentle sound of shaking in her voice, as if she were crying, she finished, “until I began to develop into a woman. I have been here ever since.”, she said as her voice trailed off into silence.

One last time, she spoke, “I can enter your dreams and show you what I look like when you are resting. I want to be free and I want to be held by the man who rescued me.”

She then stopped speaking completely and he went to look into his notes, finding nothing, he checked his schedule, knowing the return trip is the following day and should start getting ready to go.

The departing caravan and connecting train was early in the morning, so he packed up all his things, perfectly organized, as always, and got ready for bed, requesting the inn keeper wake him by sunrise.

The trip, the events, the day, Miles had no idea how tired he was until he crawled into bed and fell fast asleep.

Mist, mist was everywhere, just like up in the Monastery, then a section cleared and he found himself by a large waterfall in the middle of a beautiful endless forest.

Wondering why he didn’t hear the waterfall at first, the mist in front of him began to stir and out walked a breath taking beauty, the likes of he had never seen. Long pure white silky straight hair down to her backside, with wisps of hair that floated in the barest of a breeze, Down and free, her moonlit hair crowned a porcelain white face with the smallest most delicate features.

Her eyes were the strongest feature. Large and innocent looking, they were almost an electric looking blue in color, along with her rosebud pink mouth that smiled sweetly at him. Every inch of her exposed skin was extremely pale, immaculate and smooth.

No top was covering her amazing breasts, with just a hint of pink on tip of her ripe breasts and nipples, They were well formed, high and appeared to be about a size D in size, as her her full breasts, mid drift of white, toned, flat perfect stomach, shoulders and back were exposed. This in turn began to entranced him.

Enveloping her hips was her antariya, or her lower garment of the color of bright blue that matched her eyes perfectly. So intricately embroidered, it was, with crescent moons and beautiful silver tigers, amongst flowers and a forest. Made of clinging and flowing silk, it hugged her hips, thighs and curves, and was brought together in a small flowing ruffle of fabric over her right thigh and flowing down, opening more the farther down the ripple went.

Though it was floor length, there was a small drape of a smooth silk train behind her.

Wrapped around her was a traditional crepe sattika or saree, also adorned and embroidered in the exact same pattern as her skirt, but with two inch silver edged embroidering through out the entire length of her sattika/saree, having silver tigers raised up slightly on the silver trim.

Starting from a single wrap around her tiny waist, it was the sensuously placed over her left shoulder, the her sattika/saree flowed all across the front form of her body, but fell slightly to the left, exposing more of her right bare breast than her left. Either way, as the material was made of crepe. every inch of her perfect details could be made out clearly.

Jeweled and dressed as a queen, bangles adorned her wrists, and there were many of them all in silver and matching blue, reaching high up to her mid arms. Silver toe rings, a small nose piercing and elaborate silver long earrings. which also matched the pattern of her skirt, being of thee moon and the tiger. Thus adding to her ancient look of grandeur. To him, it still looked just as amazing and breathtaking, even in his modern standards. .

Upon her head laid a silver wreath like crown, resting over the top gently like a garland with precious sapphires and diamonds and pearls coming to a culmination just above the very center of her forehead, above her eyebrows, also decorated with a tiger and a large full moon sapphire.

Still smiling gently, she approached him and he backed up with each step she took forward towards him.

“Are you afraid of me Miles?”, she asked him.

“No… uuuhh…no… it’s just that… ummm,”, his eyes darting quickly to her exposed breasts,” it’s just that your not covered dear lady and how did you know my name?”, he asked.

Giggling a bit , she responded, “This is how we always dressed in my time, though I am fully aware of the advances of men. My body and soul may be trapped in that conch, but my awareness isn’t. That is how I also know your name.”

“Please do not be afraid of me. Growing up, everyone was afraid of me and I always was alone.”, she told him.

“I was considered a curse to the family, even though as I developed, men wanted me. My new step mother could see that and banished me in here for it.”, she finished while looking down as a tear began to run down her cheek.

“Oh the hell with it!“, Miles said to himself, “It’s just a dream after all, right?”, and he stepped toward her and took her into his arms to hold and sooth her.

“Thank you, Thank you so much.”, she said looking up at him with glassy, hope filled eyes.

When you are ready, if you want, all you have to do is remove the colorful bead. I know the ways of weaving and making such things and I can make it look exactly like it did before and you will have all you dreamed of from your land and,”, hesitantly she added, “you may also have me.”, she finished, while bowing her head low, as if she may not be good enough for him.

Speechless, Miles just stood there, clueless as to what to say or think. She then added one more thing as she began to disappear back into the mists again, “My name is Vy_Ghra, Vy_Ghra Munju”, as the mists then finally enfolded her from his sight.

A constant hard knocking on the door woke him up. Still foggy from the dream, he got up to answer the door of his room. “You requested to be awakened at dawn sir.”, the man said in broken English.

His mind suddenly coming awake, “AAAAAaaahh the caravan, I need to finish up and get to the meeting spot and so he did as he put the dream behind him.



Chapter 3:



Casually riding to the nearest train station was, Mile found it this time actually relaxing and relatively uneventful. The caravan, itself was full of people fulfilling their lifelong dreams of attending the festival and the temple, and were now going home.

Feeling relatively the same way, but not for religious purposes, Miles took in the sites and the fresh air around him, despite the intense humidity and heat.

Happy he had finally attained what he was after, the trip into infamy and the history books would now be a matter of coarse, as he held the conch next to him always.

Drifting off to sleep or intentionally resting, SHE was always there. Gentle and sweet like a spring breeze, she asked for nothing but his company and sharing conversation.

Never being a man of strong libido, her constant beauty, perfection, smile, everything about her began to take it’s toll on him despite that, and often found himself thinking of her during his waking hours. During those times, he would find his dick hard, which always surprised him, being a man of academics and not of wanton lust.

At that though, at that very moment, he realized he was literally falling in love with the girl of and in his dreams. Anticipation for times of rest began to build in him.

Finally boarding the train to Kathmandu, he held the conch tightly with him, but it was for more than ambition now.

In that conch laid his heart. Hours and hours of riding the stinking sweat house train, stuffed with people, he slipped into sleep without realizing it, with his head against the window.

It was night time so no distractions or a view were even possible.

Speeding along smoothly, the train made its way as Miles found himself at the water fall, the forest and surrounded by mist. Again, stepping from the mist, his love was walking towards him and now he was walking towards her also.

Standing silently together, so close, they could hear each others breath and she leaned up and put her arms on his shoulders for the first time, tilting her head and leaning in to give him a gently kiss from those sweet, pink, rosebud lips that had never kissed before.

Passion for her and over took him as he leaned into her too, kissing gently at first, then more strongly and passionately as their bodies molded together. Her hands were around his back as he leaned into her neck, the very scent of her skin smelling like spring. Kissing her neck, nibbling her ear, she moaned from the excitement.

“Miles, Oh Miles, please don’t stop, don’t every stop!”, she begged. Slipping under her crepe sattika/saree, his hands found her firm, high, large breasts, as he then began to play with her nipples, feeling them getting hard under his fingertips and rub both her large soft and supple breasts.

Completely pushing her sattika/saree off of her sholder, letting the delicate, intricate fabric falll to the ground smoothly, his hungry mouth then sought out her breasts and began to rub and squeeze her perfectly formed ass, drawing him closer to him.

He was burning inside as was she. Pushing away with a smile, she said, “In my day, we were taught from a very young age how to please our husbands.”, as she got on her knees in front of him and began to unzip his pants, stuffed with his rock hard cock and cum filled balls.

Opening his pants, she slowly took them all the way off one leg at a time as he quickly removed his own shirt, standing naked before her.

Starting with his feet, she began to kiss her way up his legs and upper thighs until she reach his manhood which was throbbing by now and took it into her hands, rubbing it against her perfectly smooth skin and began to pump and work his cock, while she snuck underneath and took his balls into her mouth, sucking on them gently while rolling them around with her tongue.

Starting at the base of his dick, she began to lick it and kiss it all the way down it’s length until she reached his large bulbous head. Looking into his eyes, while her delicate fingers still worked his cock, she began to kiss and lick the tip, finally opening her rose bud mouth and taking the length of his shaft deeper and deeper with each stroke and sucked on him hungrily until he was stuffed all the way down her mouth and even into her threat, sucking him harder and harder, while rubbing his balls.

A moan escaped his lips as he began to thrust his hips into her mouth deeper and deeper and she took it all.

Suddenly, everything about him was his cock and her mouth around it. This was the center of his universe as his cock throbbed and spurted out a huge load of cum down her throat and filling her already stuffed mouth.

“God, that was the most amazing thing I have ever had happen to me.”, he said to her, as he looked at down at her, on her knees before him. He withdrew his cock, enabling her to swallow.

The gloss of his cum glazed her sweet lips and her tongue licked around her lips, getting every drop. Smiling up at him, she hummed happily and said, “Thank you.”

“Thank you for what? You are the one that had given me the greatest gift!”, as he pulled her up and kissed her.

Pulling a bit away, she said, “No, you have given me the greatest gift. If I could, and I was in your real world, I would fill your nights with every pleasure you can imagine.” Hesitating then, she bowed her head and but I am not and have never known the touch or the pleasures of a man and you are my first.”, she finished this time with a smile on her face.

Grabbing her hard, he pulled her against him, cradling their bodies together, his dick already hard again and looked at her and asked, “Were you ever taught the pleasures a man can also bring a woman?”

Bowing her head again, she said, “No, that was never important and was taught nothing.”

Rubbing her hips, allowing in just enough room for his hands to press gently between her thighs over her antariya, he began to gently probe in there.

A gasp of pleasure escaped her lips as he then lifted up all the folds of her fabric to find her sweet hidden pussy. Finding it, she was so wet with excitement and pleasure as he gently rubbed between her folds, stroking her and then her little clitoris, while his fingers danced in small circles upon her hard little button.

Pulling his hand out, he took her hand and led her to a grassy spot. Laying her down, he pushed the entire antariya up and pushed her thighs open. Letting him see and do what he wanted. She felt the sweet kisses of his lips down both of the center of her thighs to where his fingers had played getting her even more wet and his fingers wet.

As Miles pressed her thighs open, he expected to see a dark patch of curly hair in a triangle above her sweet pussy, When he had licked his fingers, they even smelled and tasted like spring flowers.

Instead of a dark patch for her triangle, instead he saw a white smooth triangle with very short almost like an animal’s babies soft fur, straight and going all in one direction, down.

This entranced him as her pussy was just as amazing and beautiful as the rest of her and eagerly began to kiss his way down her thighs until he found the sweet hidden folds of her pussy and began to tease it, making her back arch and moan.

Slipping his tongue in deeper, he licked her from her slit to her clitoris over and over, taking each of her inner lips into his mouth sucking on them until he descended like a crazed animal upon her hard jewel and began to suck it and work it hard and sweetly, finally taking her whole pussy into his mouth, pressing her thighs open and sucked and licked her vigorously.

Something was building in her from the pleasure he gave her and she moaned loudly from it, as his face, tongue and mouth enveloped her entire female area.

Waves upon waves were building inside her, the likes of which she had never known of, until a final huge cresting wave took over her body and all her muscles were frozen and she was locked in this black abyss from his mouth for a long time it felt like, as she screamed her ecstasy from him that echoed all around the forest calling out his name.

Breathing heavy, he crawled onto the top of her body and started kissing and playing with her breasts again as she felt his hard manhood, hot and eager, rubbing against her thighs.

Reaching up further he began kissing her as he now ground his cock even harder against the area of soft, white, short, fur like hair of her triangle . Pushing up, her legs spread and breast free for his eyes, he asked her, “No man has ever entered you before, have they?”

“No, no, they haven’t but I know what to expect and I want you to do it, please?”, she begged and asked him at the same time.

Answering the calls of his lust, he lifted him self a little and took his cock and began to rub it all over her divinely dripping wet pussy and found the thin entrance to her slit.

Carefully finding the right spot, leading to her slit, he began to push himself inside her. He felt her nervous and tensing up, so he began to kiss her and told her is was alright and asked if she wanted him to stop.

Almost begging, she pleaded, " No, No, don’t stop please!”, and with that, his hips slowly pushed further and further into her. Thank goodness her antariya was lifted all the way up in front and in back as he broke through her hymen, because blood was trickling out of her from the breaking through, which made no sense, as this was a dream only or was it?

They were unaware of this though as she took him in her, the tightness of her, surrounding and milking his cock. Deeper and deeper, he pushed inside her, until all of him was in her.

His hips thrusting wildly into her as she raised hers to meet his. Soon, a frozen look appeared on his face as she felt his dick inside her throbbing and pulsing, and jets of hot cum filled her to the brim.

Both exhausted and happy, then lay together for a long time while he stayed inside her as long as he could.

Suddenly the train came to a screeching halt, knocking Miles forward, hitting the seat in front of him.

Feeling a cold wetness, he realized that he had cum in real life too, not just his dreams.

A man walked down the isles and was speaking but he had no idea what he was saying. “Damn, why now? We’re almost to Kathmandu!”.

Speaking to him from the shell, for the first time since the hotel room, she said, “Everyone needs to get out now!"

"There is an emergency! Another train’s turn didn’t take and it is headed right for us!”, she said almost panicked. "Please Miles, I don’t want to die. Please hurry!”, Gathering his things, he got in the line but the line wasn’t moving fast enough.

“Miles?”, she asked. “Do you love me? I am asking this because I love you and I can help us both get off the train if you take off the colorful bead."

"Please Miles. I can fix it, I promise and if you don’t we are all going to die!”, she pleaded.

Answering her, he said, “Yes, yes I love you and I know you can fix it."

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you!", and with that he took out the conch and gently removed the red button.

Now, with the collision on the way, close to death already, the next thing to happen was the ground below him as a massive earthquake was hitting them. Holding the conch like a new born baby, waiting to see her and how she could get them out, as the quake got stronger, beginning to rock the train, the precious conch suddenly shattered like fine crystal in his hands! Shocked, scared and confuse, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

It was her! It was Vy_Ghra.

Turning to hug her, instead she pulled back from it with a strange look on her face and lifted her hand, palm out, and he watched as the entire side of the train exploded open, and she led him out safely onto the ground.

As others were also trying to get out that way, she put up her hand again and sealed the compartment, not letting any one out.

“What are you doing? Those people will die in there! Let them out too!!”, he begged.

Turning towards him, her almost electric looking blue eyes now gazed with blue fire as did her entire aura.

“Let them die.”, she said coldly, "I caused the train to miss the connection any way!", she laughed a low and sadistically. "Inside the shell itself, I could do nothing, but as you gave me your powerful life's essence by cumming for me twice, that gave me enough energy to affect the physical world. They are only the first from the entire human race I will destroy.", she said, almost laughing, with a big smile on her crazed face.

“Wait, wait.”, Miles said, “You want to destroy all humanity? Are you not human?"

"What were all those talks we had, time together and our recent intimacy then?”

“Nothing,”, she said, “It was nothing, just a lure and a game I worked on you, an ambitiously blind human, so you’d let me out of my prison that the dragon had locked me in so many centuries ago, but the old fool is sleeping now in the mountain, next to the Tiger’s Nest.”

Tears of fear and the pain of betrayal rolled down his checks, asking “Why, What all of that? What is all of this? I don't understand! I love you!"

“I learned from humanity itself about the act of lies and deception and I DON'T LOVE YOU, as you are one of them that killed my mate so long ago, who trusted them!”, she bellowed in that tiny laugh that had a terrifying tone to it now.

Looking at him, she asked, ”Do you want to know why I haven’t killed you yet?” Nodding his head in fear and compliance, she continued, “My mate and I are and were the oldest spirits of nature, older than the feeble mind of a human can comprehend."

"There are many of us. One the others is the Great golden dragon, with eyes that glow a bright burning green as did his mate."

"We all have or had mates. When humans first appeared on this planet, my mate ant I paid no mind as they respected and were in tune with nature."

"As they began to progress, I saw the lust, greed, wars, hate, and all the destructive forces that humans really were and my mate and I knew they were wrong and wanted them off this planet, being nothing but a sickness, poisoning and destroying the earth."

"The great dragon and his mate on the other hand saw the constructive brilliance and all the wonderful possibilities that humanity could bring about and had great faith in humans."

"One day the two dragons approached us and begged us to give humanity a chance to see how much they are capable of creatively, so we agreed. Years went by and we established a trust and well respected relationship with the humans, until that day."

"That day, an innocent looking girl, feigning help, lured my mate into a trap and bound him within a magical circle, finally obliterating him and his soul for ever! This never would have happened if those stupid Dragons had minded their own business."

"It was their responsibility for what happened to my mate, so I, in retaliation, took the life of the male dragon’s mate. After that we battled hard and he ended up locking me away in that damn white conch for so long."

"Now the no good dragon sleeps and I am free. I will destroy the plague of humanity on this planet, then the dragon, and the balance of nature will return to where it should be."

On the ground in fear, backing up, Miles looked at her, “Then who are you then?”, he asked, his voice trembling with fear.

Getting down on all fours before him, she said, “You want to know who I am? Well then instead of telling you, as I have explained already, I shall show you.”, as she inched her way forward.

“I am the fear that scares a child at night with the wind blows and terror strikes his heart of what could be behind the bush.”, she spoke menacingly as her bright blue eyes really began to glow like blue fire and the clothes and shape of her form began to change to that of some animal that walked on all fours.

Black stripes appearing across a massive white cat like, muscular in figure that appeared in place of her human body and just as quickly, there stood a huge white tiger with those same blue eyes and that electric blue aura that also appeared like blue flames pouring off and from her and her fur.

"Run!", his instinct told him but he was paralyzed. She casually looked over him, staring right in his eyes as and he into hers, and she could clearly see his beg for mercy, for which she had none.

Putting each paw at the side of his head, she didn’t press, but did unsheath her claws and dug them into his scalp and skull.

“This is the last thing your cursed soul will every see and it is be because of me and your greed, as you travel into the oblivion of emptiness, with no chance of escape, forevere!”, she laughed sadistically in his mind from her mind. Blue fire coming from her eyes barreled into his, causing him to scream in agony, Suddenly his head simply popped open, exploding, like a fresh firm grape crushed between your fingers.

Miles Harland was no more, cursed for all eternity, and the last thoughts he had were of that old lady, the fortune teller in Kathmandu and of his curse.

“Now for my plans to destroy the rest of humanity.”, she mused happily.

Walking in the darkness, in which she could see clearly, after about 20 minutes of casual walking, the sound of the two trains colliding, killing many people, including men, women, pregnant woman and children could be heard. She smiled at the sweet sound of it to her as it echoed off the rocks and trees around her.
 
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The Tiger's Nest; Part 2:



Chapter 4:




Walking through the forest, enjoying the night air, the sounds and feel from it after so long was invigorating as she thought out different scenarios for getting rid of the human populations, one massive strike at a time.

As her awareness was always present throughout the earth and of all the changes, technology and general advances made by humans, she took them into self consideration also.

“They are nothing but a self destructive accident of nature, a random mutation that managed to survive, despite the odds and fits with nothing in nature’s scheme or way of things, not even having a spirit to represent them in the council. Even by my actions now, the populations and the advancements of humans over the next small one hundred years will bring about their own demise, but I WILL not wait that long because it will destroy the earth and the other living beings on it too. I want the pleasure of doing it myself.”, as she stopped and put her nose up into the air, smelling the fresh air and any information in the currents.

Continuing on, she thought, “If that so called Archaeologist had only known the real meaning of my name, he might have had a clue, as she laughed to herself, knowing her name meant Tiger and protector of earth in that ancient language."

"I don’t want my brother and sister spirits upset nor do I want to cause too much harm to the plants and animals that live with in the human realm or around it.”, she considered and then laid down to rest in newly fallen pile of leaves, loving the fresh smell of the forest, enjoying the small version of her physical form, she felt the dew slowly covering her body and drifted into a blissful sleep.

Deep in a dream state, Vy_Ghra was watching from above, and saw earthquakes destroying cites, dangerous volcanoes erupting, destroying entire populated areas, disease spreading like wild fire, Polar shifting, massive drops and rising of temperatures and rising sea levels.

Huge hurricanes, Tsunames, Tornadoes, all in the largest target towns all over the world and spreading into the urban areas, she continued to dream.

Waking up, she said to her self, “It is time to call a council of the great spirits to see what they have to say.”

Rising up, she slowly loosened her physical form and became the wind and the clouds as loosed spirit of all elements, Raising into the sky, and once high enough, she began the roar that no human could hear, making a request and a calling for a gathering of the great spirits.

Hearing the summons after so much time had passed by the council head herself, they all began flocking to the meeting spot upon a massive cumulus floating cloud.

Every spirit appeared from the spirits of each i the smallest viruses and bacteria, insects, arachnids, all the way to the largest and greatest mammals, even those millions upon millions that lived in the waters.

Sharing with them her desires and thought during the meeting, no one could really argue, as they have first hand and have witnessed the destruction of and the destructive nature of humanity over each of their kind and over the earth for thousands and thousands of years.

We will choose out a tactical plan to get all of your kind out of the destruction and death zones in time enough for hopefully most to survive.

I am deeply sorry in advance for any of your precious living ones that are hurt or killed in the process.

Speaking up, the deer spirit said, “My kind are often prey food for the predator species but we live on and and are strong. With each one of ours that pass, we gently bring each one of their spirits to us and guide them into a new incarnation, as is the way of nature. We all understand this, even you more mighty Vy_Ghra, which is why you called us.”

Responding to his awakened and responsible comment, Vy_Ghra then posed an important question. “What of the golden dragon, sleeping within the mountain of the Tiger’s Nest. What if he should awaken?”

Backing down, all the spirits in consensus spoke the same thing, “That is your fight great spirit, as it is your duty to protect the earth, it is his duty, to maintain balance, which includes humans.”, they told her.

“No doubt if he wakes, a battle will rage between you two once again as we just said, your fight is for our earth and he fights for balance that includes humans.”, they told her again.

Accepting of their wisdom and words, Vy_Ghra began the plan of putting her knowledge and ingenuity into a plan, and then to start those into actions. Dispersing quickly, they all left to prepare their kind for what is to come.

Alone, she floating free above the earth and moved with it in the air currents.

“First will be massive, quick spreading deadly viruses on humans only and has a strong chance of decreasing the amount of humans by hopefully ninety percent, leaving approximately only seven hundred thousand left in the world, being released in all the major current continents and cities, all over the world, where the humans congregate the most and where the world of nature is the least.”, she planned.

“This will destroying those living in those nests, they call cities and nothing will be left but ghost cities. The virus spirits and their parasitic carriers spirits have agreed with me, and will work with me to create a devastating, fast acting disease that will spread and destroy those entire pockets of populations within days.”, she smiled happily at her thoughts.

"They won’t even have time to sound an alarm.”

Looking into the earth, making up the modern world, Thinking again, she said to herself, “My next strike will be on all cities on the fault lines of the current tectonic plates with massive earthquakes, followed by huge volcanoes, completely annihilating the existence of those entire cities, crushing them to dust, and covering them. “All human life that may still be left hiding in there will also be destroyed.”, she said with a smile as she casually searched to find the current fault lines and volcanic zones, destroying those nests, where any human might be surviving or hiding.”

Absorbing all the current conditions and dangerous zones, she began the preliminary work of agitating the “Ring of Fire” and all the various tectonic fault lines to increase their activities and agitating them.

Next she affected the currents of air drifts and the weather’s pre conditions, setting them up for what they too will become.

“The earthquakes and volcanoes will come second after the viruses, then there will be massive storms, hitting every city on the coast lines that might be left, and mighty thunder and lightening storms for days ensue after wards, creating irreparable floods throughout the land itself, to be followed by massive amounts of tornadoes which will then descend.”, she self repeated, again.

”Soon after, the, temperature of the earth will change and become hotter, as I reduce the ozone covering our precious planet for a short while, melting the polar ice caps and letting in rays of light that will fry the humans alive. Forcing then in groups inside to hide.”, she continued, repeating her addenda, while looking below at the earth.

“This would be a good time to initialize a second stages of the viruses. I will ask them to prepare, thus clearing out the pockets of durable humans that yet remain and are hidden.“, she finished with.

“Finally, in the end, I will hunt the isolated few down my self and feed them to the predators of this earth, which will be rebalanced again.”, she proudly anticipated.

Still thinking to her self, “All the spirits are being notifying by ruling spirits to come as was discussed in the counsel and where and how to making preparations.”, she thought some more, but the suddenly heard the internal grindings and rumblings of the first signs of the build up of the agitating energy under the Earth’s crust and the currents in the air shifting, showing the signs changes in the earth and of the weather changes soon to happen after the viruses, earthquakes and volcanoes.

Biding her time, she waited for things to start getting stronger within the earth and the short time for the viruses to be worked out through the various DNA mutations (which humans didn't know about yet), creating the effects and rapid death. She then decided to take a tour and tally all the remaining forests of the world and all the animal life, Those that were extinct, endangered or soon to be extinct from human broke her heart for being so helpless to stop it all this time.

“The damage humans have caused was atrocious but nature is always the survivor.”, she said to herself and finished by saying, “And will survive this, becoming stronger and better than ever and all of nature would be in balance.”

Resting and visiting with her physical tigers all over the world, the viruses and parasite spirits finally came to her with seven unimaginable diseases. Looking at them with pride, she said, “You have made me very proud and I am humbled by you and your great work..”

“Thank you my brother’s and sister’s.", she offered.

"If it would please you, would you now go to each of the seven current continents as they exist now and find good hosts and carriers and introduce them into their massive work populations, groups, organizations, foundation and even their human hospitals. It must be a quick and fatal strike.” Bowing her head to them, she chuffed at them in love and recognition.

“Stop!”, she said suddenly, “Just a minute, Antarctica’s population is next to nothing but for modern explorers and scientists, while Asia is the largest continent on earth at this moment."

"I think I have a better idea, if it also pleases you. Skip Antarctica for now and place two viruses in two different sections of Asia instead. Would you be fine with that?”, she asked.

Agreeing, just loving the idea of more, they whole completely complied.

" Will you place the virus into Nepal, to spread quickly south into India, across the countries to the east, including Bhutan, which was my cell for so long, through into Korea and up into China?"

"Then, place the next one right in the middle of the Capitol of Russia, then spreading it‘s way into Saudi Arabia and more. That should work nicely, don’t you think?”, she finished off.

Thanking them once more, they were immediately on their way.



Chapter 5:



Coincidence or not, the mosquitoes from the humidity are always a problem in Kathmandu, which happened to be the Capitol of Nepal, and the very same city that Miles Harland had stayed in, warned there by that shape shifting fortune teller.

As the mosquitoes were all filled with virus as well as was every parasitic creature there Katmandu was also the originating starting point

Sold into slavery as a child, a common whore living in a box there on the streets, where she also took care of her customers was the first one bitten, as she smacked it away, while getting ready to take in a regular customer.

He was a proper man, well known and respected, married with 6 children so far, but he had a need that only a common street whore could or would satisfy and she was the best at it.

A single mother of 3 in Moscow, Russia, using the black market to try to get some fresh fruit for her family bought some apples. Inside one of the apples, was a worm filled with the virus and if taken in through the body, it’s excretions release the virus.

Coming home, her middle child was so excited when he saw the fresh apples, as such was so rare, he grabbed it and ate it with great delight.

As such, two different viruses were now introduced into the Asian continent.

On their own, they loved the ideal of the two planting locations, even if the virus was the same and the spirits of the viruses and the parasites decided to do the same with the other remaining 4 continents.

In North America, it was released in the west cost in Los Angeles, CA, and on the east coast, New York, New York.

In South America in was introduced in to the north, in the Capital, Caracas, Venezuela, to spread east, west and into Central America, as the North American Virus would be spreading downwards.

The next introduction to the South American continent was to the south in the capital of Buenos Aires, in Argentina, to spread west and go north.

The western coast of the mainland in Europe, the country of France was selected and was placed in Paris to spread north, south and eastward, while to the west of Europe, it was introduced into Bucharest, Romania.

In the capital of Perth in Western Australia, in Australia, it was introduced to the western section and to the east in Brisbane, Queensland.

The millions of small islands would have to wait, but not too long.

Wanting the best view, Vy_Ghra watched high above on a cloud the horrid viruses spreading like wild fire, all over the world.

Borders were being closed, which was useless and people were dying within three days of the symptoms starting, but the sweetest thing she thought, was the two week gestation time, so it was everywhere before anyone knew what was happening.

Billions upon billions of humans were dying, leaving their cities littered with corpses, as those not dead yet, dug mass graves to bury the bodies as fast as they could.

Of coarse other diseases and infestations would occur as a secondary result, and soon, the carnivores could move in, for those humans whose flesh was still good to consume, no longer having to hide or be afraid any more.

Laughing loudly in the face of this, a hint of madness could be seen in her eyes, from all those centuries in the shell.

Deep within the earth, the rumblings and building of agitation continued to grow exponentially, while those humans managing to survive so far, were jamming up their highway systems.

Finding this funny again, as the viruses were designed to be airborne, she started humming to herself, remembering her beloved mate and their love and time together.

“Soon, my love, soon”, she said out loud as if he were still with her, the earth will tremble, tear and boil forth, killing and destroying more and more, even those that have managed to survive this and their nests they call cities too!”

Hearing a noise from the Earth, she felt and saw the first signs of the upheavals beginning to occur. She hadn’t expected it this soon but is just as well.

Anticipation filling her mind, she it felt again, seeing more and more signs, as the earth quakes beginning from every direction and of every kind of earthquake on the highest scale the humans used to measure them.

Cities were being split and crushed as the earth itself began its own rejection of humanity, including the small, unpopulated areas that the humans were heading including everything, big or small in between.

In the Himalayas, the mountains surged and bellowed, ripping open. For some reason, the Sanctuary of the Tiger’s nest had missed all the plagues and the destruction of the earthquake, most likely because of their isolation and the time of the festival was over, or was it?

Deep within the very end of the cave, where Miles had found the white Conch, hidden well inside the mountain, the giant sleeping gold spirit and body of the Dragon stirred.

As hers was while in the shell, for him it was through his sleep that his consciousness had remained aware, in that dream like state and memories and the process of awakening began to clear his foggy mind, remembering it was he who visited the archeologist in Kathmandu to warn him before slipping back into dreams.

Starting to stretch his long golden, snake like body and flex his legs, he shook and ruffled his large golden main, and slowly opened his eyes, glowing an ominously bright electric green.

The ground was being torn apart as the mountains were all around him.

Remembering the past and the conditions of humanity from his floating consciousness, his eyes suddenly opened bright and huge as he broke his way from the rock encasing him for so long and he jutted down the snake like shaped cave.

The cave was shaped like that for a reason but no one every really knew why.

Flying high with great speed and power high into the sky, he saw the destruction and earthquakes, the activated volcanoes erupting, throwing large amounts of toxic gasses into the atmosphere and the lava erupting, exploding and pouring out, destroying everything in sight.

He felt the loss of millions of human lives also.

The presence of humanity couldn’t even be felt anymore in all of this but he sensed the energies of all the other life forms on the planet and let out a huge, earth shaking roar, that echoed through the sky and all over the Earth, herself. “Vy_Ghra ! Where are you and what have you done?!”, he demanded and accused at the same time.

From her cloud, enjoying the beauty of humanities destruction, Vy_Ghra heard the tremendous roar and his summon for her.

“The time has come finally.”, she said to herself and gathered up all her energy and the energy of the Earth, which was at it’s greatest right now, engulfing her body in huge blue flames and power.

Sheathing and unsheathing her claws, preparing her body and mind for battle, she took to the skies to meet him.

Coming face to face with him, his eyes ferocious with rage, she looked at him, crouching low, ready for anything, Vy_Ghra said, “ Hello Nantimitolo.”, in a menacing voice then mocking him she continued, “Where is the Nanti, happy and friendly part of you that makes up your name? While you have been sleeping and oblivious to the world, the balance you so call stand for and are responsible is gone, destroyed by humans as they are destroying all the animals, the forests and the planet itself. I warned you… no, We warned you so long ago, but you wouldn’t listen!"

"Now it is my job to protect the earth since you didn’t maintain the balance.“, she told him confrontationally.

The intense glow in his eyes softened a bit and he looked at her. “What do you mean Vy_Ghra ? Show this to me, but wait, it seems there is nothing left to show is there, since you have ravaged the world!,”, Nantimitolo said mocking and accusing her.

“If you won’t take my word for it, call the counsel of spirits for their own personal opinions. Every spirit at the counsel agreed and cooperated fully. If that does not satisfy you,” , suddenly burning so bright as huge hot blue flames filled the sky with her presence and energy, “Then we shall battle once more!”

Chapter 6:



Summoning the spirits of the entire living kingdom outside humanity, for they didn’t have one, nor ever have, Vy_Ghra bellowed a might fierce roar, full of command and ferocity, as she was ready for anything.

Each spirit of the surviving living kingdoms handed down orders to the next in line for the protection of each of their kind, as they took to the almost completely black skies.

So many volcanic eruptions at once had filled the atmosphere with ash and toxic gasses, as they searched for the large black cloud that had been selected for the meeting.

All gathered, Vy_Ghra stood before them and thanked them for coming. Loving each one so dearly, she only summoned them as witnesses and would never put them in harm’s way.

On the edge, opposite this gathering sat Nantimitolo, his long dragon’s snake like body splayed across the length of the area, talons digging into the wet blackness they were on as if it were solid.

His giant gold body was tense, as his massive mane stood almost on end, with sparks of simmering green lightening jumping randomly from his eyes and mouth.

Working hard to control his breathing, a great well of massive green lightening boiled in his center. Being the ruler of balance, it was reasonable to hear the other spirits, nor would he hurt them.

They were not the cause of all of this. SHE was. Fully aware and conscious now, he remembered his beautiful mate, from so long ago.

Each scale she had was like a precious gem, reflecting the light of more than a rainbow. Long and lithe her beautiful body was, but no mane did she have, as she was sleek and smooth as a perfectly frozen pond, shining in the winter’s sun without a flaw, decorated by a rim of triangular spikes, like a crown starting at her brow and following down the length of her body.

Loving and patient with him, she put up with so much of his growling, always there to sooth him, talk with him and love him.

Deprived of that forever by Vy_Ghra , when she attacked his mate out of no where, tearing her into pieces from the rage of the death of her own mate, at the hands of humans, the great spirit of life, Vy_Ghra, now also had to bear her mates position, as the great spirit of death also.

There was a great imbalance in her, having to bear both roles as there was in him now, for he also has had to bear the responsibility of the world that is seen, maintaining it's balance with that of his mates, who was the spirit of that which is present but unseen or not expressed but present.

Back then, he held his wrath and bound her in the sacred white conch shell engraved with the spiritual symbols, with the colored bead being the final piece to hold her in, as he withdrew into the sacred mountains to sleep and find peace from the pain from the loss of his beloved.

Loosing perspective, she had been driven mad by the new responsibilities, all that time there the great mourning of her mate.

Understanding that deeply, as she took the life of his mate, he’s hoped that time in the conch would cool her and giver her time to grieve, handing the conch to a sacred spiritual man and entrusting it to him and those to follow.

It had worked well as the planet flourished, until the human, full of ego, unlike the monks who had none, found it and was eventually seduced by her skills.

The eternity of black solitude in an abyss of blackness was the curse upon him now for his weak mind and body, despite his dreamy severe warning that he had given him. It was too late, humanity was shattered.

The earth and it's balance was shattered. The future was no longer in sight, as the earth and sky around him and below him was like a broken and burned mirror. The presence of humans could no longer be felt by him.

Before he acted, he needed to control himself and be reasonable, as she called for the each one of the spirits as witnesses to what they had seen for themselves through the ages.

Listening to each one, it took days, as the destruction of the earth beneath them continued, as it had already been set into motion.

Hearing each of the spirits, knowing they stood behind her and some even aided her, he was frustrated at himself, her and with humans. What had gone so wrong with the humans?

He was baffled and understood her position as he listened. Looking before the entire array of the spirits and life represented here, he slowly stood up and bowed to them, not to her, to them, and asked forgiveness for his lack of presence in maintaining the balance, as he had slept in his mountain, hiding from the pain of the loss of his own mate.

Looking at her, he did not bow but instead challenged her, “I know it is not your responsibility to maintain balance and carry both the burdens of life and death Vy_Ghra, but you have gone too far, TOO FAR!”, he roared at her. “

"No matter the slow destruction of life or the planet its self, other measures could and should have been taken first before this!”, as he looked down and the crumpled earth below him.

Responding to him, she challenged back, “If you had not locked me away for so long and you hiding away inside the mountain in the bliss of forgetful sleep and done your duty, none of THIS would have had to happen!”, she accused back.

Looking at her menacingly, “I hear and understand the spirits and why they supported you, but again, I tell you, the total destruction of all humans is not necessary as they, whether you like it or not are a product and a natural part of this planet!”, he snarled menacingly at her.

Repeating again at her, "You have gone too far and I will not let you go any farther! Enough death and destruction has gone on and if there are any humans left, they, like the rest of the planet and it’s life will have to start over again and it WILL!”, he proclaimed violently at her.

“IT WILL NOT! HUMANS DO NOT NOR EVER HAVE BELONGED HERE! I, NO WE TOLD YOU THAT SEVERAL TIMES SO LONG AGO AND LOOK WHAT THEY DID TO HIM AND HAVE DONE SO FAR. CAN YOU IMAGINE IN A CENTURY OR TWO WHAT WILL TAKE PLACE AT THIS RATE?”, she demanded of him again.

“Regardless, it is my responsibility to maintain balance and that I will do but you will stop now all the rest of your plans and let it go Vy_Ghra!”, he ordered her.

“I will NOT Nantimitolo!”, as she lowered her self, while her spiritual body began to grow huge with massive powerful blue flames flying from her body and seething out of her bright big blue eyes, ready for battle.

Looking at the other spirits, she told them to flee quickly to their own kind and take care of them while Nantimitolo, in return also became larger and larger, as massive green lightening burst forth from the power inside him from his huge glowing ominous eyes and mouth.

Looking at him, she held a hidden rage in her voice as she told him, “You will have to kill me before any of this will stop!”

“If that is the case, no matter how strong you have gotten, then that is how it must be and will be!”, he said on one final note, before lunging at her with lightening speed, talons and teeth extended, ready to loosen the swell of energy within him.

Moving fast, out of his reach in less than seconds, she was instantly on his back, claws dug in deep into his flesh, riding him. While gathering her energy, she opening her eyes wide to release a powerful jet blue fire upon his back.

At that moment, while they were twisting and turning in rapid decent, neither cared at the moment, as she was releasing the massive blue flames upon his back and head, Nantimitolo turned his giant maned head, doubling black on himself and grabbed Vy_Ghra across her back, yanking him off her as the jet of immense blue flames she released, jutted from her mouth and eyes out into the open atmosphere.

Deep tears from her claws as he ripping her off of him left his back with four areas of massing tearing of his flesh.

Angered deeply now, he began to crush her in his jaws, pinning her and sinking his teeth piercing her as the great swell of his green lightening was making its way up his throat.

Turning her top half around, while pinned in his mouth, she reached out with her front paws, extending her claws, and dug deeply into his nose and left eye, causing him to close it in a reflexive protective reaction.

Releasing at that same moment, a massive blue flame over his face, he quickly recoiled, releasing her while his face was severely burned, along with the front half of his huge, giant golden mane.

Anger filled his whole being and he nor she felt pain at this moment. Repositioned herself offensively, while he backed off enough to be able to reopen his eyes, having the power of his green lightning already sitting on the edges of he fiercely lit green eyes and just at the back of his throat.

She then lunged for him, thinking he was unprepared, his body went belly up in mid air underneath her leap and released his lightening all along her underside and belly as they passed each other in two separate but single movements, burning her inner legs, belly and making her nervous system misfire in coordination from the electricity of his lightening.

Both badly wounded, she bellowed in rage, turning around readied again, but panting hard while her body was quickly regaining control.

Repositioning himself, jaws open wide once more, he shot towards her. At the moment he was releasing his green electric massive jolt, she shot a huge ball of blue flame down into his throat as the two energies met and impacted, just as his was being release inside of his throat and mouth, almost causing his teeth to shatter and his mouth to explode open, but quick thinking on his part saved him, as he put up a barrier between his throat and the energy reaction.

Damaged severely still, most of the effect on him was contained inside the field.

Withdrawing for a moment, unable to speak, he was shocked by how much stronger she had become and needed time for his mouth to recover.

Shooting the flames into his mouth, barely missing his fire, caused a great energy drain and Vy_Ghra needed a moment to regain her strength and energy also.

Both facing off, but in recovery modes, Nantimitolo was finally able to speak and said, “Vy_Ghra, you have grown mighty and strong over these years.”

Responding to him, she said, “Nantimitolo, I had no choice as I had to be my mate's force also, the same as you with your mate. All this time, trapped, I had to watch fully aware of what humanity was doing while instead you only dreamed about it."

Continuing on, "I have seen the future Nantimitolo, and the destruction, the planet, the air, the animals and forest! They will all but be destroyed because of them. No one is there to keep them in balance as you once promised to do!”

Bowing his head in shame before her, he looked at her as tears began to roll down his great green eyes and he said, “You are right about many things and I suffered from the loss of my mate from you as you did from the loss of yours from the humans. I understand now all too well what you were trying to tell me and why you did what you did. I was not as strong as you, staying awake and alert to watch it happening helplessly, trapped in a shell, while I buried my self within the mountain, not wanting to deal with anything or face it. I am truly sorry for the pain I have caused you.”, as the might dragon continued to weep and bowed his head in shame.

“Nantimitolo, please, please don’t cry. You mourn for your lost love, who’s life I took in vengeance, which was wrong of me. For so long, for so very long I hated you. I don’t know if you’ll every truly understand why I have done what I have to the humans but I know I had no choice. Let me come to you and show you my visions of the future, so you may see for yourself. I give you my word of honor that I will not attack you for this purpose.”

Nodding his head, he agreed and said, “Yes, Vy_Ghra, come to me and show me your visions as I too give my word of honor that I will not attack for this either. Let this moment be so we share in minds and understanding.”

As the anger of the unfinished battle subsided for a moment, the pain and wounds they had caused to each other began to set in.

Vy_Ghra walked as straight as she could, holding her dignity high, despite the horrid injuries of her underbelly and sat next to him.

Nantimitolo sat still, holding himself with respect, though even he could smell the scent of his own burnt flesh and mane and the pain from his torched face screaming at him from inside, as he let her approach.

Looking at each other, they both seemed to sigh in great sadness at the same time as she leaned forward and put her forehead to his, to share the mental link of her visions.

The progress of man was amazing through out the next one hundred years, if things had stayed the same, but at the same time, he saw the wars, the senseless killing, brutality and slavery of each other, and of the other living members they share this planet with and the destruction of the forests.

He also extinction of many animals by humans. Next he saw the ozone that protects the earth grow thin and spotty along with the melting of the great polar regions in the poles, caused by this. Bit by bit, all the technology and advancements of humans in turn took them further away from nature and causing the destruction of the planet.

He saw the humans as the cause of even their own demise and even of the entire earth, as the earth will begin to reject the changes, unable to remain as she is, within the next two hundred years. "Vy_Ghra and her mate had been correct. Truly, this was not in balance at all.", he thought to him self, feeling defeated.

Pulling away from her, he took a deep sigh of sadness and regret and he said, “I am truly sorry Vy_Ghra , so very sorry. I didn’t do my job in maintaining the balance, as I said and would have remained asleep in that cave, even through the years and time to come in the future also.”

“I drove you to this because of my irresponsibility.”, he told her, no longer filled with dignity or pride.

The sadness of it filled him with so much grief and Vy_Ghra, for the first time in her life, began to understand Nantimitolo. Pushing her head against him to nuzzle him, she pushed his head up to face her.

“I was wrong for killing your mate, making you suffer from the same pain I was in also.” , she told him. “I now have a better understanding of the tasks you are responsible for, which I now see is not as easy as I thought. I was arrogant, angry and intolerant.

I just couldn’t see how the humans fit into things as they were so different and the things I saw happening and in my visions, but I admit, as you said, they wouldn’t be here if nature had not provided the means for their success in the beginning.”

Gathering all her energy left from the earth and within herself, Nantimitolo felt it and was ready and accepting for the final blow, but instead, she again put her forehead to his and released half of it to him.

The warmth from her filled his whole body as he felt the wounds, burns and injuries close and heal, as the pain completely receded. The fullness of his main and any scars or damage from her completely gone and he was whole once more.

Shock and wonder filled him as he felt amazing and didn’t understand what she was doing or why. Backing away, standing a distance from him, she looked at him and said, Nantimitolo, I am so tired, so very tired.", as she then pushed all her energies into the earth, calming and settling all the mass and global destruction energies in motion all over the earth, draining her of every last ounce of energy she had within her as she also soothed the energies she had put into play for future devastation.

With a weak but firm roar, she summoned the spirits of the counsel once more. Shocked and saddened to see the protector of the earth in such shape, they felt angered and looked at Nantimitolo, as if he was to blame.

Knowing what they were thinking she told them, “No, no, don’t blame him. He was like me but I healed him.” Shocked by this news they all wanted to know why.

Looking at them, she said, “He understands now. The burden of the future and balance is on him. Summoning specifically the viral and parasitic spirits, she asked them, “Would you please, please bring back all the viruses and destroy them, never to release any more unless it occurs randomly as a true act of nature?”

Looking at her weakened body and her words, they didn’t understand but gave their word and left immediately to follow through.

Walking up slowly before Nantimitolo, Vy_Ghra laid at his feet. Looking up at him, completely out of energy, she said, “Do you promise to keep your word and maintain the balance here, as nature intends and the Earth needs?”

He nodded in complete agreement. The then looked at him and told him, “Good and thank you Nantimitolo."

Laying there, she then cuddled under his beautifully restored main and head, near to his feet. Laying there silently, she took her last breath, as her spirit dissipated into shimmers of glowing particles.




EPILOGUE:


Over the next 100 years, about what would have been the year 2011, if all things before her had stayed the same in the human time line, the Earth had rapidly begun to repair it’s self and grow again.

The animals were free again to live their lives or die in harmony with the way of nature.

Small groups of humans had managed to survive and began to grow in numbers again, forming small tribal societies.

In such societies, they remained in balance with the Earth as Nantimitolo watched them ever vigilantly. No more would he allow them to gather into large groups or cities and would always do what he had to, when he was needed to as maintain the balance and to honor Vy_Ghra's ultimate sacrifice.

Any advancements made by the humans were cautiously watched. If they cause any effects to or on the environment that was destructive in nature to the earth and the other being’s, he would quietly interfere, stopping it’s progress.

Sometimes small quarrels broke out amongst the different tribes, and they had their small scale wars, small scale levels of human brutality and such, but it would never ever go as far as it did before. Instead, he guided humans and their minds through signs, as they always seek for causation, meaning and understanding, in ways they considered godly or mystic in a hopfull understanding of peace and their small place in this big world, and as such, would remain so.

One evening in during this time, as the earth was really beginning to grow again, far away Nantimitolo heard the this strange sound. To him it sounded almost as if it were the cry of new babies, but not physical, "normal" babies. Eager to find out what it was, not coming from earth, he searched and searched the skies.

Finally, on a clear white cumulus cloud, he found the source and he stood in awe of what he saw.

Remembering Vy_Ghra’s great sacrifice, he now saw the products of her ultimate sacrifice.

There tucked in the cloud were the spirits of 3 babies, two tiny new born white tigers, one male and one female, and the other a breath taking baby female dragon that had small delicate scales that reflected the light like little jewels.


The real Tiger's Nest in Bhutan, Tibet:

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Boy, it's been a while since I have written anything and maaan do I need some more editing in my stories. Thank you all who have taken the time to read them. :D Life has been rough lately and I am still trying to catch my muse!
 
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This is a piece dedicated to the German Author Jahann Wolfgang Von Goethe and his book Faust.



The Blue Orb of Fire


Glowing intensely, the blue flames surrounded the Erdgeist.

Being the hottest of flames, the blue would even melt rock and earth, for which he ruled and no shape shifting would help either.

“What do you want, WITCH?!”, he demanded of her as she gloated over her victory.

Always around the crown jewels of the Royal Palace of the English, being the most precious products of the earth and made by the earth, this Erdgeist was ever vigilant for centuries, watching over them, though no one ever knew he was there.



Twenty years ago, a field trip from an orphanage had taken the standard tour of them. Looking at them with eyes bright, coveting them, a little 5 year old red head girl absorbed the entire environment and the security systems.

Looking right at the Erdgeist, she smiled, waving, and said, “Hello there.”

Not believing a human could see him, much less try to talk to him, he ignored her.

Unusual was a strange way to describe her as she never had any friends.

She knew things she shouldn’t and could do things she shouldn’t.

Alone, saddened, she began to focus more on her abilities and began to train, read as much as possible and bring out the full potential of an immensely powerful witch.

The more forbidden and harder something was to get, the more she wanted it.

That day, during the field trip, in the beginning of her journey, she saw those jewels, though she ought not to, and decided she wanted jewels upon jewels like that for herself.

As she grew and advanced in her arts, she envisioned herself in gems and gold even more rich and in massive amounts than even the crown jewels she saw.



“Hello there, Erdgeist.”, she spoke to him after shifting with her talents into the secret chamber of the jewels and trapped him quickly before he realized what was happening.

“I know you.”, she said with as small smirk our of the corner of her mouth, and the glint of red flecks reflecting from her eyes.

Tall and lithe, her hair was a massive wavy deep mane of intense red that brought out the pink of her lips and the red flecks in her eyes even more.

“I know who you are, magical one, and I know what you can do. You are trapped within that sphere because I would very much like you to grant a wonderful request for me. I know you are an elemental being of the earth and weave time. Inside your sphere are the beginnings of what millions of years in the future will be thousands of the same gems and gold you see here in these very crown jewels.”

Looking at him with a sweet smile, “Will you please weave time, contained in that sphere and make all the elements within the sphere into the gems and gold for me? It is my greatest vision and my life’s dream!”

Bowing his head in shame at being caught, he said, “I can not, Miss. I will get into grave trouble by the great dark lord Mephistopheles himself. He will be furious with me.“

“Come now, dear Erdgeist,” , as a ferocity began to take over her smile and the blue flames grew larger and closer to him, “I am sure he won’t mind if you accommodate me this one simple request.”

The flecks in her eyes began to glow and he knew he had no choice. “Very well then. I will do as you ask, but may I ask your name, so as to know the name of the lovely maiden that these jewels will adorn?”

Sliding back a bit from her close predatory position, she relaxed a bit and smiled.

“My name, dearest Erdgeist, is Tengen Ula.”

“Thank you, Miss. Tengen, I will begin my work right now.”, and with that, he summoned his spindle and began to weave time and environmental pressures within the blue flaming sphere.

Within a few hours, being watched meticulously by Tengen, finely, pre cut, diamonds, rubies, chunks of gold, emeralds, sapphires, and every other imaginable gem appeared.

Sweating and exhausted from his hard work, he dismissed his loom and stood there, surrounded by all that he had created.

Excited and happy, she thanked him so very much.

Little did they know was that Mephistopheles had been watching the whole time with amusement.

Releasing him from his binding flame, he disappeared quickly, leaving the jewels behind.

The realization of her dreams and visions now a reality, she reached toward them and began to collect them all into bags.

Time is a funny thing. Falsely created time tends to affect all things it touches in the same way.

As her hand and arms greedily scooped them into bags, her body began to rapidly age.

As soon as she realized what was happening, and her mistake, she instantly became ash and her remnants fell to the ground in a pile of dust.

The jewels then returned to their original state, as they were not able to maintain consistency, being artificially created.

Mephistopheles smiled, sinking into the shadows as the changing of the guards for the morning took place.

Surveying the jewels as usual, they found the strangest piles of dust in the room and immediately swept them up and tossed them in the disposal.



Notes from the Book of Psalms: A Wise Woman Seeks to Build Her Home


The lash came down again and again as her mind screamed in mental anguish at the word, threats, fear and terror of losing everything she had worked her whole life for from her mother.

Being a single parent for so long, raising three children on her own, back then Lisbeth Anderson had thought she had finally found “Mr. Right”.

Fleeing from her over bearing mother, controlling every aspect of her life as she raised her children, she bowed down, each and every time for the sake of her kids, but remained strong for them, dedicating her whole life to them.

Her oldest son was Autistic, violent and severely mentally ill, so she was never able to work, have a life or build a career.

Then she met HIM on line one day, a younger man, which was difficult for her to accept and questioned her personal integrity constantly until she finally grew used to it.

A new battle was ahead for her, as she would have to face society with a much younger man.

So many years alone, yet they clicked somehow and they had both given up everything they had to start fresh in a new apartment in her same home city.

Vincent, sweet Vincent Booreman was his name and he stood by her side on everything and strengthened her and supported her.

Being older, she chose to give him one child, since they would be together forever, and thus he had no chance of ever having other children.

The pregnancy it’s self almost killed her but she got through it as did their beautiful baby girl.

With a new baby, still poor as church mice together, now with 4 children, it didn’t matter because they had each other, as he then asked her to move to his home state and city.

Knowing he had given up so much for her for almost 2 years now, she did what she thought was right and they got married as their honeymoon trip was out to where he grew up and his family was.

Arriving there, things began to change as she slowly, day by day found out yet another lie he had told her.

Devastated and becoming more and more abandoned by him, as he never came home any more, her heart sunk deep into depression, wanting to return home.

Finally on one of his days off, he never even bothered to be home at all and the strength in her said screw it, and she took off her wedding bands and left him a note saying she was leaving and taking the children with her.

Soon after, she found herself homeless, and financially dependent on her mother again, in a hotel room with a single bed as their temporary home and Lisbeth was smack dab in the middle of a nasty custody battle for the one child they shared.

Ordered by the court not to leave, she was stuck and running out of money between the hotels and the attorney’s fees.

Getting a great job, the first one in years at a school with insurance and everything, her life was on the rebound as she was building her life up again.

Six months of waiting for approval for help with child care costs was finally approved on the day she received a phone call from her employer.

His family had written a scandalous letter, and instead of finding out the facts, afraid of that type of lying scandal in the letter, she was fired.

Everything fell apart again.

Needing to get him to sign the custody papers, she made “nice nice”, and finally accomplished her goals, he signed the papers.

Now there was no job, no day care and no support, and her mother pulled out all help and she was surrounded by his family in a small town, so she ended up having to move in with him again.

Year after year, her depression sank and sank, even when he tried to change or be a better person, it just wasn't in him and it was too late anyways.

Forced to live with him for practicalities sake, she had one love that she knew of and even being older, she still loved anime and loved to watch it with her kids, which were now growing up and leaving, being chased out by him and his behavior.

Rummaging through the internet for anime sites she found a site for writing and slowly and cautiously approached it, as she had suppressed it for years and all through college, always placing her children first.

Beginning bit by bit, she found a passion in her, she used to in the days past, take out on gardening and on Christmas lights, that began to bloom.

The writing was so much more than mere writing to her as it was also the key to her soul, opening her up, building her up, gaining strength and confidence bit by bit.

She now seeks to be an author and plans to start a new life as she builds more and keeps at it, one day at a time.

Solitude is a lonely path to walk:


Withdrawn from the world.

Withdrawn from Society.

Withdrawn from People.

Withdrawn from women.

Withdrawn from love.

Sitting in the suede chair, buttons all along the back of the French Provincial style, he quietly sat and read a book.

Brushing back his long toe head blond hair, his refined aristocratic features and large blue eyes reflect in the firelight.

Wearing a high necked poets shirt, white with black matching trousers, belt, socks and patent leather shoes, he looked an aristocrat of old, and he was.

Today was not that time though, it was the year two thousand and eleven in warm blooded human time.

His love for that fashion from the time of his making was always one of his more distinctive features.

Reading in solitude in this large abandoned eighteenth century, two story home, full of covered furniture and boxes, only the chair and the fire place seemed alive as the wind blew outside, in the night.

The moon full, light filling the 12 light double window pane window, as the branches from a large very old Oak tree scratched across it now and then, throwing his concentration off, making him have to reread , yet again the last sentence he just read from, Dante’s Inferno.

The old chair stretched and complained a bit from his movement as he reached to light another cigarette, and heard the crackle and pop burst from wood in the fire.

Beginning to lose concentration all together, his mind wondered to the past, his lost loves and of all the thousands of lives he has taken to fulfill his need, lust and love for blood.

Pressing his razor sharp small fangs into his lip a bit too hard, not paying attention,a drizzle of his eternal blood dripped down his chin.

Wiping it, feeling the tickle of it down, the wind blew hard on the window as the two halves of the window burst open.

She was suddenly there, standing on the threshold, as the full light of the moon surrounded her, hiding her immaculate features in darkness.

Hearing her breath, knowing it was her made the blood within him churn faster.

“Am I afraid?”, he asks himself.

For a century now he had evaded her, terrified of his own passions and feelings, thinking and hoping she had given up, but she had not.

She was just waiting patiently.

"I see you are reading one of your favorites again.“, her sultry soft voice said to him.

“You always do insist on placing yourself in hell instead of my eternal embracing arms, don’t you?”

Closing the book, marking the page, he layed the book next to him on the table and looked at her.

“I do what I must, to protect my self and those I love.”, he told her.

Stepping down, gliding smoothly as if the air itself had steps, she approached him, gently pushing back her hood, revealing her short wavy hair.

He always loved that about her, as if it were a sign of her defiant nature and independence.

Approaching him, she unhooked her dark forest green velvet cape, revealed her dressed in modern clothes.

So petite she was, and has always been.

Dressed in a corset looking red top and low riding leather tight pants, showing off every bit of her mid drift and perfect curves in all the right places, she then grew near to him.

The fire showed the details of her dark black hair, absorbing the fire’s light, while reflecting her dark Indian skin, beautiful bone structure encased by exotic beauty and her big dark brown eyes.

Kneeling down on her knees before him, she smiled as the tips of her own razor sharp small fangs peeked out from those full enticing lips.

Leaning into him and onto him on the chair, she said, “Don’t you think it’s now time to stop running and be what we have always meant to be?”, she asked him.

Sighing deeply, the tension in him began to grow as he felt his limbs and body weaken.

“We have from the time of your making, been destined to be together and you know it also, even though you have suffered greatly. You have loved me more that you can fathom all these centuries as I have you, and that is what you have been running from.”, she whispered to him.

He could not deny it in any way.

She spoke the truth, as she gently approached his face, rubbing her cold, smooth cheeks against his, and his body began to burn for her.

Breathing deeply now, she looked at him, as they could feel their breath on each others faces and they took in every detail of each other.

“Let us, finally build our lives together and be united for our eternity.”

Her words struck him hard and deep, for those desires were what he didn’t want to feel but was feeling now anyway and she leaned into kiss him gently on his lips, so cold and soft they were to him.

Those lips invited him for her in every way, and he knew, by the feel of their rhythm together, it was time, and he kissed her back with his own cold soft lips.

Saying everything in that kiss, the word was , “Yes, yes, it is time. Let us start from this moment and for our eternity to build our lives together as mates.”

Pulling back for a moment, she looked at him and said, "I love you Andre, I always have and I always will."

In that same moment, following her, he said, "I really love you too Rani. I always have and I always will.", as she bent in to kiss him again and this time, he met her half way.
 
This is a dedication to William Shakespeare's story Othello.


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Poison works in many ways. Watch how the perfect love, based on fears, lies, conspiracy and doubt can destroy that which is most precious.



Alicia



Looking into the mirror at her self, while her hand maiden Jezebel brushed her hair gently and slowly, Maria felt the baby kicking.

This sensation brought her so much joy. Looking at her complexion, Alicia brushed her skin with her finger tips, feeling the smoothness.

"You know Jezebel, I thought a woman was only supposed to glow and feel this way only when she was pregnant."

Turning around to her handmaiden, interrupting the brushing, Alicia smiled so big and started to giggle. I have to confess, our whole love and marriage has brought this glow to my face for the entire two years we have been together!", as she turned back to face the mirror so Jezebel could finish brushing and styling her hair.

Later Jezebel would dress her, "...but what should I wear today?", she considered to her self, as her options were becoming less and less, the further along she was in the pregnancy.

"I am six months along now. I need to have some more dresses made for the rest of the pregnancy.", Alicia told Jezebel while looking into the mirror.

"Yes your majesty, I shall speak to the royal dress maker first thing.", she replied to her as she was just finishing up brushing and prepping it for styling.

"Why doe such a little innocent human child, only 18, deserve this happiness?", Jezebel secretly thought to her self. I am not allowed to court any one out right and all my affairs have been horrid. I hate their happiness, I hate humans and I hate her husband, Prince of us all Fairy Folk, Prince Alexander.



Sitting at the elliptical table made of the finest marble with solid gold edges, Prince Alexander couldn't wait to get this meeting of officials over with so he could join his beloved wife for lunch.

On and on they seemed to drone, but the most outstanding issue was their stubborn stand against the race of humans.

His father, King Niksa, ruler of all the creatures and beings of air, sat patiently while his ministers asserted that there should be no peace treaty with humans.

The head of all of his ministers, Lord Raiseen spoke loudly asserting their position, "No human should EVER be trusted as they are a greedy, untrustworthy race that has no real place in all of existence!"

Standing up now... angry beyond all measure, that the Head minister would be so rude and malicious, when his own beautiful wife, carrying his child was a human, Prince Alexander slammed his hand down on the pristine table which made the entire table shake causing all the ministers to be silent, "You are nothing but snobs and how dare you insult humans in front of me!", he bellowed, "When my own wife is a fair and beautiful human! No creature in any realm deserves more honor and praise than her. If a human such as she exists, then so do other humans!

"Never speak that way of humans again! Do you understand me Lord Raiseen?"

Gently motioning his son to calm himself, King Niksa said, "I can see no reasonable progress can be made today on this matter. Let it be for now. Let us finish up the rest of the matters of state so we can then retire for lunch.", as he could see the anxiousness of his son to be with his wife and mother of his child to be.

After the delicious lunch, Prince Alexander looked at his beautiful human princess and told her, "I have a surprise for you.", as a sly smile crept across his face and his eyes twinkled with mischief.

"I have canceled all my appointments today so we can spend the entire day and evening together, just you and I.", he finished with a broad smile.

The excitement couldn't be contained as Alicia got up from her chair, not caring about protocol and walked over to him, leaning into him as he raised to meed her in a passionate kiss.

He began to rub her heavy with child stomach then to her breasts, her backside and then over her dress, push his eager fingers between her thighs.

Returning the hunger, she stroked his shoulders and back, finally working her delicate hands down to where she found him full and ready for her. Quickly they left their lunch and retired to their chamber, barely patient enough to work out of their clothes and began etheric foreplay and made amazing love to each other.

Afterwords, they lay in each others arms and began again as Princess Alicia whispered to him, "My Prince, I love you so much!"

Returning the same passionate words, Prince Alexander said, "and I love you more than you could ever imagine!", as his hands wondered between her thighs again, making her moan as he pressed his own eager hardness into her.

This was the way they spent their entire day.

As evening approached, Alicia looked at him and said, "I am not looking foreword to this big ball that is coming. You know how uncomfortable I feel around all those that are not like me."

"You will be the most beautiful being at the ball and I will stand proudly by your side my wife.", he told her.

With this, she relaxed a bit and laid into his arms as they both fell asleep.

The evening of the ball finally came as Princess Alicia wore a magnificent gown, she uncomfortably squirmed in.

Joining her, as they descended the stairs was her husband as they walked hand in hand.

All eyes were on them as whispers were heard amongst those attending.

As the evening progressed, the Prince went over to chat with some of the ministers as she was left to sit by her self.

Jezebel had been spreading rumors of her having affairs with humans, her own kind when her prince was away.

Just then, a beautiful fairy approached the prince and began to flirt with him as if they were intimate, but in the past they truly had been lovers, but nothing compared to his wife.

Looking at her and their behavior, Alicia was filled with a sudden doubt and fear that he truly did prefer his own kind and was probably having affairs.


As the Prince was chatting, the head Prime minister motioned for him to step outside of the balcony.

"You know dearest Prince the truth of things in conception, don't you?", as Raiseen slipped in confusion and doubt into the Prince's mind.

Continuing on, "Two beings of different kinds are not capable of bearing a child together. The child she carries is not yours my lord but that of another human."

"What? I don't believe you! Your a liar!", then he peaked into the ballroom to see the human ambassador approaching Alicia and they were talking like they were well acquainted.

As his mind was filled with rage she also was feeling torn apart, taking the solace in the only other human there.

Rushing in, he grabbed Alicia by the arms, while he rushed her out side and confronted her. They argued loudly, but not so loud to drown out the dancing, conversation and orchestra.

Denying all accusations, she in turn returned accusations as the size of him pushed her back further and further towards the railing.

Pushing up against her, holding her shoulders in rage, he lifted his hand about to strike her.

In that moment, she lost her balance and fell from the high balcony to her death and the death of the child inside her.

Stammering in shock, the Prime Minister was right there with a wicked smile upon his face.

Immediately approaching the prince, "It was an accident! By the Gods, what have I done?"

It is alright my lord, Raiseen slipped in... we all know your honor and would never do such a thing. She had been the one all along lying to you and betraying you. This was why I was so opposed to a treaty with them.

Almost mad with grief at such knowledge and what had happened, he leaned on the balcony wall, tears pouring down his cheeks.

"You were right Prime Minister! No treaty with humans ever!"

Immediately the human ambassador was seized and put in prison to await execution.

Higher in the castle, from Alicia's bed chamber, Jezebel peeked out the window, looking at the dead Alicia and the Prince and she smiled a wicked smile.
 
If there were a Satan, stuck here in the Earthly realms for thousands of years, do you think he, personally, would ever get bored? Here is a game presented to him by the Queen of all Succubi for the soul of a woman and potentially 3 or 4 men. Who are they? Who will win and who will lose?





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Black Widows
Part 1



Sitting back in his tall, plush velvet chair, Satan placed his elbow on the arm and rested his cheek upon his fist. With a sigh, while watching the beautiful succubi dance before him, the queen of the succubi, Agrat Bat Mahlat, looked quizzically at him.

"My wonderful Lord", she purred into his ear, her deep red wavy hair brushing against his cheek and her full ripe breasts exposed to him, as her Myrrh scented breath gently continued, "What is wrong today? I brought my finest dancers for you to enjoy and have and enjoy at your leisure, when you felt like it."

Lifting his head to look at her perfect features, deep intense red eyes, the color of her hair against white, immaculate skin, he took in her beauty and scent, loving the being she was. "My dearest, Agrat,", as he ran his fingers through her hair and against her soft skin, finishing by tracing the lines of her perfect lips, ready for pleasure, "I adore you and all of your sisters, but I am awfully bored."

"There hasn't been a real challenge of interest to me that has captured my true interest in a long time."

The hall he stood as ruler of was made of solid marble columns with trees that grew jewels for leaves, placed in perfect positions. The ornately painted battle between Elohim and his angels against him with his angels, was sprawled across the entire ceiling with pure gold trim everywhere.

The solid marble black floor shined and reflected all the glittering lights within the hall... self contained fire elementals pleased to be chosen to be within each lamp, sconce or any form of lighting and would adjust their flames and mood of the hall for the Lord Satan's whim. Tonight it was half lit, inspiring the erotic dance, as the dancers, adorned with just the essential forms of garments, made of silks, gold, silver and jewels, danced entrancing before him.

Bending his brow in a bit, he looked at Agrat deeply and took his full appreciation of her beauty within himself.

Her face, like that of an innocent child said, "I know my Lord! Let us create a game in the human world!"

"Hmmm a game?", he mused. "What sort of game?"

Musing to herself in a sweet song, two black widow spiders appeared from within her cleavage and crawled into her hands and sat their placidly.

Looking at this as the spiders gently carried themselves nimbly across her well endowed breasts and over her silken, gold and jewel adorned clothing, and down into her hands, he raised one eyebrow in interest.

"My beautiful one, what are you thinking?", as he smiled at her pleased.

Satan was truly the image of the perfect male with long black beautiful hair, large deep green eyes. His body was tall and lithe, but with strong muscle definition and every motion he took.

In anger or peace, he carried a beauty and grace that no other being in all the realms could match.

Today, he was wearing a white silk open shirt and black, low riding leather pants. His shoes were a beautiful pair of patent leather shoes as his long, thick and luxurious hair flowed over one shoulder.

Agrat looked at him joyfully and said, "A game for fun and for souls my lord!"

"What do you mean?", he asked, intrigued.

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Walking up the steps to her Differential Equations class, Maria felt so tired. "This is just my first semester and I am already struggling to keep my grades up. I am destined to become a Doctor and I will, no matter how hard or long it takes to get it.", she said to herself.

Maria Gomez was the first in her Hispanic family to ever make it to college and in the U.S.!

Her mother and father worked so hard to save up the money all of her life with high expectations for and of her. She always worked hard to meet their needs and expectations, but when it came to choosing her college and career, they had let her choose that.

"I will succeed for myself, for my family, and all counting on me."

After she finished school and internship, she planned on returning to Mexico to help those without means and give the best possible care to those who needed it.

The early death of her little brother from scarlet fever, struck her life and her family so hard that she was determined to make a difference.

This was the last class of the day for her this semester, as she carried over the required amount for full time status and afterwards she intended to go back to the dorm, take a nap and hit the books.

Hair up in a bun with large brown bedroom eyes, she hid her mane of dark brown thick hair.

Maria always dressed conservatively, making sure her well formed and firm high breasts, backside and full body were covered.

If the guys on campus knew she looked like those girls in those disgusting magazines, she would never get a moments peace.

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Working as a waitress during the graveyard shift was hard for Brittney.

"I'm 25 and feel like I am going nowhere with my art!", she exclaimed to herself as she quickly dressed in her uniform for work, looking briefly back at her studio she lived in and where she painted.

She then left, taking the bus to work.

Graduating with her undergrad. three years earlier, Brittney Haste seemed to be going nowhere, despite the fact she truly was an amazing artist, just not yet discovered or recognized.

Defying her parents’ wishes for her to enter law school, just as her parents, following the family tradition went against every fiber in her body.

She had to be true to herself, no matter how poor she would be.

Coming from a very rich background, the adjustment during the first year was the hardest.

After that, she grew used to it and painted and painted, letting her muse guide her as it willed.

Trying to sell her paintings and visit galleries during the day at every available moment took up most of her free time.

Being so, she had no time or interest in relationships.

The hardest of all were the lies she had to tell her parents about how well she was doing, when in fact she was not.

This weighed on her heavily. As the night went on, the standard poor tipping group of drunks came in from the bar and she worked her shift.

Being a good waitress, her average take home was $80 to $120, even in that rinky dink diner. This was also due to the fact that Britney had tall lithe beautiful legs and a stream line, runway model figure with long naturally blond hair and blue eyes, encased in a refine, aristocratic bone structure of her face. She had no cares about hiding it, as long as they stayed away from her personally and it helped her improve her future financially.

After the shift was over, finishing up all her cleaning and side work, she took the bus home, arriving exhausted.

Once home, knowing she had the next day off, she put her money in her jar and almost tore out of her clothes and fell into her bed deep asleep.

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"This is my idea, my beautiful Lord. Let us randomly choose two girls from the human realm and let my beautiful spiders bite them, turning them each into a black widow human succubus. They then will take, seduce, force, love and rape men, sinners of course, so their souls would belong to you, for as you know, all black widows kill each one of their mates when they are done with them. Let's pick a number!", Agrat excitedly hummed again.

"Two!, two will be the number for this fun game. I adore double trouble.", as she giggled.

"The first one to reach the number two in victims will get to live and have no memories of her life as a succubus."

"The other you pick, who fails, will die and join you here as your newest succubus and as one of my sisters!", she laughed.

Very amused by this idea, Satan smiled and said, "Well then, I should choose very carefully then, shouldn't I?", he laughed with pleasure at the idea and began to travel through the human realm to find the right ones for the game.

Probing the minds as he soared across the skies, hidden from the eyes of humans, Satan traveled and traveled, looking for just the right ones.

Finally reaching the U.S., crossing over New York, he felt the presence of the first perfect one and honed in on her as she slept, obliviously.

"Mmmmm", Satan mused as he gently entered the studio she lived in, like a light breeze of sweet spring.

Standing at her feet, he surveyed the beautiful paintings around her, already knowing her mind and soul.

"She is no virgin, but she is tough, determined, exquisite and a challenge. Her changes will be fascinating to watch.", he said to himself as he released one of the spiders into her bed and watched it nimbly crawl to her stomach, just under her belly button and bite.

Jumping up in her sleep, all she saw was a tiny puff of smoke rising from where she felt the bite and then the pain began to wrack her system as a red hour glass shape formed on her lower abdomen.

Slipping out the window with the breeze, he wanted so much to watch the transformation but he needed to find her challenger as soon as possible to even the stakes of the game.

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Mind probing again, traveling faster than the highest wind speed currents, Satan reached towards the Western Coast of the United States, stopping just over Arizona.

Pushing his perceptions, knowledge and awareness even further, he found a maiden college student with a mind as pure as the light of God himself, being every man's deepest desire, with a voluptuous body, fallen asleep over her books during studying.

The windows being closed, he quickly followed the dorm structure and waited for her room mate to come in, a little sweet whore that had been up all night sleeping with men and women and neglecting her studies.

Upon her managing to open the door, still somewhat drunk from the previous evening, Satan slipped in with her unseen or felt, but for a chill that ran down Maria's roommate, Elizabeth's spine.

Blowing it off, seeing her boring room mate yet again, fallen asleep over her books, she flopped down her purse, taking off her shoes and proceeded to undress.

Flopping into bed with a thud and a sigh, Elizabeth took one look at her roommate, thinking, "I actually am glad she isn't into partying.", she continued.

"If she was, her rockin' body and looks would leave me in the corner like a wall flower.", as she meanderingly droned on.

"Let her be boring and quiet. _The more fun for me!", she finished with a jealous tone in her mind. "Boy, those Frat boys are a handful...", were her last thoughts as she fell into a drunken sleep.

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Standing just behind Maria, the only part of her body that was exposed was her lower back, from where she was bent over her books and her conservative blouse and skirt had separated.

Probing into her mind and soul, Satan smiled a broad smile, "She is absolutely perfect and an amazing balance between my first choice!", he thought to himself with deep satisfaction. "...and a pristine Virgin to boot!", he finished with joy.

"This is a brief respite of fun after all.", the thought to himself and continued, "I will have to reward Agrat for this later, when the game is over.", he finished as he drew out the second spider and let in gently walk her way down her blouse and back, finally finding that area of exposed skin on her back and quickly bit her.

Jumping up from the sudden pain, Maria had a hard time getting her bearings.

"Was she late for classes? What time is it? Oh my god, my back hurts! Something bit me!", she thought as she reached instinctively behind her to grab what ever was there and found the empty shell of a black spider that immediately turned into black smoke in her hand.

Suddenly explosions of pain began to wrack her body as she bent over, falling to the floor, clutching her stomach and back.

Unknown to her was the red hour glass shape that was forming on her lower back at the same time.

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Pleased with this and Maria being his last choice, he decided to stay and watch the changes on her unseen or felt, now that time was not of the essence and the game was on.

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Like Brittney, Maria tried to not scream from the pain tearing her apart from the inside out. Moans and rocking their bodies, trying to sooth it and terrified out of their minds. _Both hating to need or want help, they avoided the acknowledgment that they should see a Doctor for many hours.

Finally cresting after those hours, screams of insane torture came screeching from their mouths.

Elisabeth, Maria's roommate, finally woke up when she started screaming madly.

"Oh my God, Maria! What is the matter?", Elisabeth implored, while bending over her and trying to figure out the situation and what was going on.

"Maria, I think you may have appendicitis, hun... you need to go to the hospital now!", as she picked up her cell and called 911.

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Brittney's screams were heard by the neighbors, who in fear called the police.

Continuing to scream when the police arrived, they broke the door down and took a look at her.

Immediately they called an ambulance and was taken into the Emergency Room.

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Watching, fascinated, Satan stayed until the paramedics rolled her out.

He then retired to his dark hall of exotic beauty, where the entire court had gathered, as the news had spread of the game.

Pleased that so many of his court were also interested, he summoned two huge golden bowl-like structures, placed at the center of the hall and filled them with calm, perfectly still water.

In the clarity and stillness of the water, all were able to see both women and what was happening as it happened, but of course, Satan had the best and perfect view.

A smile of delight crossed his face and called Agrat to his side, pulling her down to him with her soft supple lips against his, kissing passionately as he thanked her in streams of pleasure that ran through her body from his kiss.

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Both hospitals, staff and Doctors followed the same procedures in assessing them, doing blood work, having x-rays taken and doing CT scans.

None of the results showed much of anything but some inflammation of their ovaries and uterus.

Still unsure, they ran a full physical exam and ran pregnancy tests.

During the outer physical exam, the doctors noticed what looked like strawberry-like birthmarks on each of the girls shaped like an hour glass.

Britney's was below her navel as Maria's was on the lowest part of her back.

When each doctor touched them, a new volume and barrage of screams came from them.

Upon looking closer, the doctor's noticed some swelling around the areas of the bites and asked the girls each, "Were you bitten by something?"

Shaking their heads violently from the pain, acknowledging their question the doctors then needed to know what bit them but they were unable to speak, almost mad with pain.

Then they went through the standard questions, as they had never seen a physical reaction from any bite that would cause a shape such as this or the reactions in their bodies to the venom.

"Was it a snake that bit you?", the doctors asked... as they shook their heads violently in a negative answer.

"Was it a spider that bit you?", and then volumes of screams came bellowing out of them acknowledging their questions in a positive way.

"What did the spider look like? What kind was it? Can you tell me anything?", they asked as they needed to know specifically for the anti-venom they would need to start administering immediately.

Scrounging through their books, each doctor began to show them the most common forms of dangerous spider bites, the first, a brown recluse, was again a violent no in body language.

Next was the Black Widow, they showed them and in acknowledgment, grabbed the book, screaming and pointing at the picture, giving them a positive response.

Immediately, their reserves of black widow anti venom were opened up and the series of administering the anti-venom began.

They now felt comfortable enough to prescribe pain medication, finding the cause and morphine was given to them at the highest doses allowed temporarily.

Calming down a bit from the pain killer, hours passed before the anti-venom sessions seem to start to work.

Finally receiving the blood work they had taken a second time, the doctors were confused as an abnormally high level of both estrogen and testosterone were found in their systems.

By the next day, after hours of peaceful sleep, the girls woke, able to talk and communicate effectively.

Being of priority and in the Trauma unit, they both were visited first thing by their doctor's morning rounds.

Surprised by the sudden change in them, they were pleased that the anti-venom was working and dropped the orders for their pain medication to 5/500 vicoden every four to six hours, as needed.

When talking to them, both were smiling and seemed happy, like nothing had happened, but an exotic energy seemed to emanate from them as they looked at their doctors with their beautiful eyes, both laying in their beds naked, exposing their flesh before the doctors.

They were used to seeing people like this daily, but for some reason, the sight and scent from their skin, eyes, hair, breasts, lips and more made them shudder in excitement, feeling very sexually attracted to them as they encouraged and seemed to want them back.

Trying to gain their composure, both doctors left their rooms shaken and assigned female nurses and doctors to them for the rest of their stay there.

After only two days, though the red hour glass shapes remained on their bodies, they seemed completely normal and were released from their hospitals.

Maria's roommate picked her up, while Brittney took a cab. The staff was very reluctant to let her take a cab as such broke the rules, but she was so beautiful and seductive to the staff of primarily males, for pick up, that they thought it would be alright with a cab.

In fact, most wanted to take her home personally or at least get in the cab with her.

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In Satan's great hall, all applauded as the transformations were completed and the fun was about to begin.

Satan himself was also happily entranced in watching the fluid filled golden containers, as if in a large theater in three dimensional vision.

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Wearing the same clothes that she had been brought in with, Maria, was telling Elizabeth she was fine and that she had just been bitten by a poisonous spider.

In the meantime, she started to squirm in her constrictive clothes, "Elizabeth? Do I always dress in such a horrid manner, hiding my whole body?"

Laughing at her relieved, Elizabeth said, "Of course you do. All you do is study, study, study. You never go out and have ANY fun. You always hide your body and hair behind those horrid nun-like clothes!".

Taking off her shoes and her top, as her hair was already down, Maria asked, "Do you have a tank top or something in the back I can put on instead?"

Puzzled by this sudden change of behavior and request, Elizabeth said, "Ummmm sure! Just look in my back seat. I always have extra clothes for backup."

Taking off her seat belt in only her bra at the moment, Maria started going through Elizabeth's clothes in the back and pulled out a cute purple miniskirt and a matching lavender spaghetti strap top.

Sitting back into her seat, she proceeded to take off her skirt and panties, then slipped on the miniskirt.

Next, Maria took off her bra and put on the lavender top finishing off by asking Elizabeth, "You would happen to have a brush in here would you?"

"Ummm yea?", she replied, looking strangely at this new Maria and watched her brush out her long, beautiful, almost glowing thick brown hair.

"Sorry to ask you again Elizabeth but do I own any makeup or other things?", and she winked her eye at Elizabeth, knowing she would get the drift of meaning for sexy apparel also.

"Well, uuuuuh you have always been such a serious student like I said before, so no, you don't have anything like that."

"Oh, oh, Elizabeth, can we stop at a few stores before we get home and do some shopping for those things?"

"Goowwd, what did they do to you or give you in there... but I guess so, sure. I need to pick up a few things anyway.", Elizabeth responded.

Happily, like a kid in a candy store, Maria pulled her credit card out of her purse and said, "Your stuff is on the house, babe, for taking me there."

Smiling back, Elizabeth thought, "Wow, I may actually start to like this new Maria.", that was until they got out of the car and she was able to see Maria's full body in that miniskirt and top with no bra. Then a little stab of jealousy went through her but she said, "Fuck it... she's buying the clothes!".

From there they dived through the mall buying Maria all kinds of new clothes, lingerie and make up. Elizabeth also picked out a few pieces she just had to have as they laughed and had the best time shopping.

In this moment of girl-fun, Elizabeth asked, "Hey, it's Friday night, you know!? Time to partyyyy!!! Go out with me tonight and we'll dance and meet guys, get drunk as hell and have the BEST time!"

Smiling broadly, Maria agreed with lust, as red flecks, caught in the light emanated from her eyes.

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Brittney couldn't remember when she felt this good and on the drive home her mind began to wonder to her past relationships and lovers.

"No wonder they never worked out!", she thought to herself, "They could never satisfy me or give me enough. I like it harder and rougher."

With that thought, she asked the cab driver to stop by a specialty store, as she was in a particularly fine and lusty mood.

There she bought the things she desired, handcuffs, whips, candles, blades, ball gag, and a few other fun forms of sex that excited her and knew she had to have.

Getting back into the cab, thanking him for waiting, the cab driver couldn't take his eyes off her as she sat there, fully aware of this but didn't want him.

She enjoyed the satisfaction of knowing how much he wanted her but wasn't good enough for her tastes.

Finally when she got home and paid the cab driver, he reluctantly drove off as she entered her apartment building and her apartment.

There she began a passionate process of redecorating her room to suit her newly discovered tastes then made a phone call.

"Hi Mom! How are you?"

Her mother sounded puzzled at the timing of the call and the tone in her voice.

"Is everything alright, honey?", her mother asked.

"Of course it is. I feel great! _I am just a bit bored and I remembered you always go to that formal dinner every year and I wanted to know, whether it was alright, if I tag along tonight. I will pay for the cost of my sudden reservation and the dinner."

"Oh honey, that's wonderful!", her mother said, thinking that maybe she was tired of the poor life she was determined to live.

"You don't have to pay a thing. Just come. Black tie, as you know!", she finished happily.

"Thanks, mom, I appreciate it very much I really do miss you and dad and I need to get out and have a good night for once."

"Great!", her mother said, "Be at our home by 7 p.m., alright?"

"Yessss mom, see you there! I love you mom!", she finished as she hung up the phone and went to her closet to pick out, from all her very expensive clothes she had been shunning for years now a stunning, provocative beautiful black dress.

"Hmmmmmm what accessories do I need now?", she asked herself as she pulled out her fine jewels and five hundred dollar a pair shoes to pick from.

Next she wondered through her new items and lingerie, just exactly what she was in the mood for and how.

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Walking into the mock style British Pub right next to the U of A campus called O'Maley's, Maria walked in behind Elizabeth.

Elizabeth was a pretty and perky petite red head, with a cute bob length, layered haircut and blue eyes, which seemed to be all the rage in the guys tastes on campus.

Dressed casually, green, being the best color against her pale occasionally freckled skin, she wore a cute greet spaghetti top, using a push up bra with layers inside the bra to make her barely B sized breasts look a full B along with a plaid miniskirt and matching green sandals.

When she walked in, walking up to all her friends with Maria in toe, she said her hellos to all her usual friends, loving the feeling that this was her real home as she noticed everyone staring at Maria.

"Oh, I'm such a goof, this is my roommate Maria", dressed in an intense red one piece dress that collared around her neck, but opened fully in the material around her breasts, exposing her full sized almost D size breasts, high and firm with her nipples hardened.

The dress itself was skintight spandex, showing every detail of her amazing flat stomach and rich, long and tanned legs, figure and perfect round backside, with which she wore no panties. Her shoes were small heeled red shoes that matched her dress perfectly.

Long, thing wavy, rich dark brown hair surrounded her innocent, sultry oval shaped face, one side draping over her shoulder, while the rest ran down fully to her mid back and as Elizabeth introduced them all, Maria batted her eyes minutely, smiling and running her fingers through her hair.

Somehow, when they had finally gotten home, Maria knew automatically how to apply her make up and do her hair to her roommate Elizabeth's surprise and envy.

As all were staring at Maria, she acted as if Maria was her guest and taking her hand to go order some drinks. _Maria wanted a Long Island Ice tea, not the ale they normally drink from a local nearby microbrewery.

Being a perpetual flirt and trying to retake the attention of her friends, Elizabeth pulled back the leader of the most popular Frat house and straddled him, moving solidly into his lap.

Pleased for the guarantee of pussy again for the night, Erik let her, for the moment, as he chatted with her but his eyes were somewhere else, just like everyone else in the pub.

Maria needed no one to hold her hand and sat demurely in a seat one of the other of Elizabeth's friends gave up, while he returned with another chair from another table.

Elizabeth pretended not to notice as she announced that Maria was a student here already, but that she has never gone out or even dated before.

This move was intended to embarrass Maria and she didn't pretend she noticed the tactic, but it had the opposite affect on the group, as they all couldn't believe a girl like her was on this campus, no matter how big it was, and not been noticed earlier.

They then went along asking her what classes she was taking and her career goals.

Even Elizabeth didn't know how many classes she was taking or how difficult they were.

The guys were all just about drooling on the floor at her feet, barely able to contain themselves, but then another older man approached her from another table.

A philosophy teacher on campus, along again with every one else noticed her and only he had the confidence and the nerve to approach her.

Mid thirties, with thick dirty blond hair, tall, muscular and the eye of every girl in all his classes, he often used his looks to preen favors from students doing badly in his classes with "extra credit" projects to boost their grade.

"Happy married", wearing his wedding ring, Professor LaCross eyed Maria with his piercing blue hawk eyes, while his wife was at home with their 3 year old and 8 months pregnant with their second child.

Prior to their marriage, he had privately taken out a one million dollar life insurance policy on himself, considering himself worth so much and maybe, when he was tired of living the life he had, he would fake his death and claim the money from his wife's bank account and move to Mexico with all the little Mexican senoritas he could or wanted to handle.

Never telling his wife or anyone of this, he carried the perfect front of a perfect husband and loving father. Liking sex a bit rougher than most, he had to keep his preferences quiet to maintain his facade.

Seeing this ripe perfect beauty, he found he could not resist her for another second and then approached her.

The conversations and the simplicity of the others at the table bored Maria, but as Nate LaCross approached her, she looked up and sensed this was a good one. She didn't know how or why, but this man was perfect as he led her to a private table to chat, leaving his colleagues behind.

They eyed him, knowing about his marriage and children, knowing he had an impeccable reputation and wondered what he was doing.

Excusing himself from there just barely starting conversation, he returned to the table with his colleagues and said he would return shortly. Telling them she was one of his students in his classes that had requested an appointment with him, because she disagreed with a grade he had given her, which in truth she wasn't.

Sitting back down with her, he smiled and said, "I don't have much time, as I need to return to my other colleagues. I am a married man, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to talk with you briefly."

Leaning forward into him, her nipples still hard, her breasts almost fully exposed he smelled her, as if she was made from heaven itself.

"My god!", he exclaimed to her privately, "What perfume are you wearing?"

"She smiled and peeked up while sipping on her Long Island Iced Tea and said, "Perfume? I am not wearing any perfume. This is how I naturally smell.", she finished with a sly, seductive smile, as she traced her pink tongue along her top lip.

"Look, I HAVE to meet you later. When will you be free from your friends?", he asked.

"Me, when am I free? Any time I choose.", she said slightly giggling as her breast moved with the motion of her laugh.

"The question issss... when are you free from YOUR friends?"

This took him back a bit as excitement was building in him for her that he had never felt before and had to restrain himself and force himself to calm down and reduce his massive erection he had sitting here with her.

"Well, it is 8 p.m. right now. How about I meet you at the stop sign on Main street at 10:30 later tonight?”

Smiling with confidence, she said, "I would love to meet you there tonight at that time.", she said as she rolled the straw around with her tongue while she simultaneously stuck her forefinger into her drink and then opened up her mouth slowly and sucked her finger in front of him.

"By God woman, you are driving me crazy! I have to have you! _I will pick you up in my car at that intersection and, if you can, wear a long coat so no one will notice you.", he suddenly burst out to her quietly.

"I think I can manage that," she said to him with a wink and then he was off to his table, the erection contained for the moment. _Following the same, Maria returned to her "friends’" table.

They were all grateful she had returned and at both tables, each of the parties returned to their regular conversations.

At ten, Maria, stood slowly up, Elizabeth was completely drunk and being her regular routine, she was whoring herself to all the boys, but again, so were the other girls with them at the table.

All the guys eyes stopped as Maria stood up and watched her.

Excusing herself as being tired, much to all of their disappointment, she picked up her tiny purse and walked out the door.

Nate saw her leave and discretely felt excitement in himself, as he would wait until ten twenty to leave.

Walking back to her dorm room, she found one her old nasty shabby long black jackets and put it on and then walked to the intersection.

Almost pacing in his mind, counting the minutes as they passed, at ten twenty, he stood up and said, "Well, I really need to be going home and get back to my wife. This third trimester of her pregnancy is hard for her and I need to be there for her."

All understanding, he paced himself slowly to leave and as soon as the door was closed, he couldn't get to his car fast enough to get in and meet her.

He would take her to a nice hotel room and spend hours taking her in all the ways he hid and loved to do.

Standing at the stop sign, a new cream colored infinity drove up, as Nate poked his head out saying, "Hello!", with desire burning in his eyes.

Looking at him and smiling, covered in that awful jacket, she got in the passenger side and put on her seat belt while looking at him and running her fingers through her hair and opening up her coat to expose herself and her dress.

Tracing the lines and curves of her body before they had even taken off, she cupped her full breasts and said, "Mmmm, hello there again.", and he smiled at her, unable to restrain his erection in his pants or his heart racing for her this time.

Seeing that he was so ready for her, as they took off driving to a nice hotel, she took off her seat belt and began to kiss his shoulders, rubbing his manhood and nimbly undoing his pants, releasing the constraints of his hard-on.

She then descended down on him, filling her mouth with him sucking hard and perfectly, driving him crazy and he ran his hands into her hair and pressed on her head the rhythm he liked as she sucked and sucked on him.

Finally, without even making it to the hotel, he exploded, unloading into her mouth, as she sucked it all up and swallowed it all in front of him.

"I hope that isn't all you have, 'Nate',", she said, emphasizing his name, "because I am very very hungry and I want you badly.", she finished as she looked up at him, licking her lips.

"Oh god, no, it isn't, baby. We are going to have a lot of fun tonight.", he said, pleased by her question and desire.

He then went in and rented a room while she waited in the car and upon returning, he showed her the card key to their room for the night while smiling at her with lust.

Unlocking the door, she walked in as he held the door for her. Immediately following her, he shut the door behind her, double checking the lock.

At the same time she took off that jacket and bent over, thighs slightly spread and laid the jacket neatly across the chair.

The slightest view of her hairless pussy showed, which almost made his cock jump out of his pants on his own and he immediately took her by the hips, undoing his pants, releasing himself, dropping his pants and began to finger her wet, sweet scented pussy and full breasts as he worked out of the rest of his pants.

Moaning, she bent over for him more, spreading her thighs as he led his head to her pussy and pushed it in hard, deep and fast, beginning to fuck her.


"My god!", the thought to himself as she was so incredibly tight and it felt like she was milking him with every motion.

Looking down as he entered her again and again, he spotted blood. "Are you on your period?", he asked her.

"No, I am not.", she said with a moan and a laugh.

"Then why are you bleeding?", he asked, as sweat dripped off him continuing to plowed into her again and again.

"Because, Nate, I was a virgin, silly!", she told him.

"Oh my god, you just gave me your virginity?", he said to her, which excited him more and he came again exploding inside her.

Now that he had relieved himself inside her twice, feeding her, her lust and desire, Maria turned around and pulled off his shirt, kissing him passionately while she worked his manhood into hardness again.

Taking off her dress, standing naked, being the vision of perfection in front of him, she now decided it was her turn to take charge and crawled on the bed and opened her thighs before him as she rubbed herself and her breasts.

Not being able to take it any more, Nate climbed on top of her, hard and ready pushing himself into her again.

"God, she feels as if she is milking me even more and I can't resist her.", as his passions for rougher sex began to find release.

Pounding deeply into her again and again, he restrained her arms and told her, "You are a stupid whore, even if you are or were a virgin, I will work you here over and over until you beg and beg me to give you a break."

Smiling at this, she felt Nate take her by the legs and lift her legs up high as he watched himself enter her again and again and then suddenly, as if crazed, sweat dripping from him, he flipped her over and jammed himself into her while she was on all fours.

Smiling and moaning, egging him on, she asked, "Do want more?", and with this she reached behind her and spread her ass open, inviting him.

"Fuck yea, you bitch!", as he smacked her hard on the ass and grabbed a wad of her hair in his hands, pulling her head backward, making her moaning sounds strained and then took his length and pushed the head into the virgin tight entrance of her ass.

"Mmmmm that's it, Nate, fuck my ass, baby, fuck it hard!" and with that it drove him once again to the point of no return and came again, feeding her once more with his life essence and cum.

Laying back from temporary exhaustion, Nate laid on the bed, breathing deeply and heavy.

Thinking she would be sore and exhausted, he was surprised when she came up from his legs approaching him again, and started rubbing her full ripe breasts against his falling dick.

Breaking all hygienic rules, which don't apply to succubi, Maria began to suck his cock again, forcing it to get hard again.

"My God, Maria! Can you give me a couple of minutes first?", he asked.

Looking up at him, her mouth full of him, she pulled off for a second looking at him deeply into his soul and said, "You are hard as a rock in my mouth, so why don't you ask your manhood, whether it wants a break, because that isn't the message I'm getting."

Then she moved upward and began to straddle him, rubbing against her over and over and finally raised up and came down, forcing him inside her, milking him yet again.

She could see he was getting tired and would be of no use to her soon so she worked hard on him, thrusting her hips and moving them in just the right ways until she could finally feel her own orgasm coming while she rubbed herself at the same time and he ended up cumming again deep inside her as she came.

In that moment of orgasm, knowing he would be of no use to her after this, she put her hands around his neck and began to squeeze. He had fed her enough and given her enough strength to be much stronger than him.

As he came, so did the last breath he would take, as she choked the life out of him, sending his soul straight to his new Lord Satan.

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The court applauded while Lord Satan smiled as he watched beautiful Maria be the first one to give him a soul in the game.

Laughter erupted as Nate's soul, appeared naked and in the human form as he knew himself to be while living, on the floor right before Lord Satan.

Looking around in shock, he asked, "Where am I and what happened?"

Smiling slyly at Nathaniel LaCross, Lord Satan said, "My dear Maria was first to score a point in the game, giving your soul to me in hell for all of eternity!!!"

Shock was all over his face, "Wait, I'm dead and Satan is real?"

Now bursting out in laughter, Lord Satan said, "Of course! Now, as I said before you are mine for eternity!”

"You will spend all of that eternity under my command and as my servant and in your own personal hell.", and with that, and screams of protest coming from LaCross, his body began to fade and disappear, as a dozen hands appeared from below the black marble floor and pulled him down.

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Maria, seeing that he was finished, dressed again, put on her coat and quietly slipped out of the hotel room, walking home happily.

Once she arrived at her dorm, her roommate still not home, she undressed, put her clothes in the dirty clothes hamper, showered and went to sleep full and happy.

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Nataniel LaCross' body was found the next day in the hotel room by the maid.

The police came and could find no evidence or clues, leaving everything a mystery, even to his eight month pregnant old wife.

She didn't work and was an emotional wreck.

The need to take care of her three year old and the new baby coming is the only thing that kept her together.

With no idea how she would survive financially and being in mourning, she begged her parents for money.

Months went by and one afternoon, she got a call from his insurance company.

She was the survivor and inheritor of his one million dollar insurance policy as they had finalized their investigation.

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Getting out of the cab, Brittney knocked on her parents’ door.

Living in the elite and most expensive section of houses in the suburbs, she watched yet again the reluctant cab driver drive away.

Smiling to herself with a bit of sadistic pleasure at toying with men's desires, she checked her watch.

Six fifty p.m. exactly. She always preferred being a little early than a little late.

Wearing a long, solid black, silk strapless gown that cinched just under her breasts, flowing downward from there made Brittney feel spectacular.

At the point where the dress cinched, a large diamond pendant was placed and a long slit reaching from the floor to her high upper thigh allowed air to flow through the floor length silk dress that conformed to her figure and moved with her and against her as she moved.

Loving this feeling also, this dress made her more aware of her own body and the fabric blended against her pale skin.

Her hands and arms were dressed in high black gloves that went over her elbow with her diamond studded watch on her left wrist and bracelets of diamond and onyx, Victorian style encircled her right wrist.

Long and flowing blond hair was bound perfectly in a french twist as matching Victorian diamond dangling earrings adorned her ears, as a matching necklace draped in double strands over her chest with the center diamond of the bottom layer lying just above her slight cleavage.

Walking in black six inch stiletto heels with straps across her ankles, she strode in gracefully as her mother opened the door for her.

"Darling, you look beautiful!", her mother declared and reached to hug her gently, so as not to mess the outfit or her makeup.

"I haven't seen you look this nice in so long, yet even now there is something extra about you that is wonderful! You smell wonderful, too!", she continued.

"Let me get your father so we can take a picture before the limousine picks us up at eight. Can I offer you a cocktail while we're waiting?

"Yes, please.", Brittney responded with a bright smile. "A martini, mom, and you know how I like them."

"That's my girl.", her mother said as she mixed her martini and handed it to her. Sitting gently on the couch, she was graceful as a light breeze in her movements, being careful not to let it be known she was wearing no undergarments with her dress.

"Always a lady.", she said to herself while sipping her martini and waiting.

After finishing her cocktail and her mother and father finally ready, they took their family picture and entered the limo to the formal dinner for the Senator.

Her chair pulled out for her and then her mother by her father, they both took their seats at the banquet table as the Senator took the head of the table and his wife sat next to him.

Drinks, hors-d'œuvres, and the beginning of a seven course meal began.

Talk was of politics, some gossip, memories, and future goals were all exchanged throughout the length of the table as everyone eyed Brittney.

Finally, at one point, the Senator asked, "Mr. and Mrs. Haste, I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting your beautiful guest before."

Laughing a bit, Mr. Haste said, "I can't believe it, feeling a bit tipsy, have you forgotten my lovely daughter Brittney already?"

Looking a bit shocked as his eyes were filled with lust, he responded, "Well, I suppose I may have indeed as she has become quite a rare beauty and is a wonderful addition to our table tonight. It is a pleasure to see you again, Brittney."

Coyly looking at him, with a gently seductive smile on her face, she returned the compliment, "and I am honored to be amongst such wonderful company after such a long time."

Looking at the Senator, all eyes were on her as she broke the eye contact with the Senator and fully scanned the table towards all the guests.

To her surprise and wonder, the owner of the art gallery, the finest in New York was there. He had been rude and cruel to her as she submitted her paintings and she remembered him well.

Making eye contact with him, she nodded her head in a demure manner and when no one was looking, she gave him a sly wink.

"I do believe I may have met you before, sir.", she said to him.

Not knowing or recognizing her like this, he said, as his heart raised in his chest at gaining her attentions, "I am sorry, but I don't recall meeting you before and, if I had, I certainly would have remembered."

Deep down inside him was his desire for little boys, very young little boys, and had abducted several, murdering them when he was finished.

Living this double life, he didn't understand how he could possibly be attracted so strongly to a fully grown woman of such intelligence and beauty, but he let it pass and loved chatting with her.

As the evening grew late, they wandered off into small groups for conversations before the night came to an end.

Brittney and the gallery owner, James Duncan, ended up chatting for quite some time as he found himself unable to resist her and she seemed to dote on his every word, smelling of spring flowers all about her.

"I know I am being forward and it is so late already, but would you like to meet me sometime for a drink?", she asked him.

Again, unable to resist her, he almost jumped at this invitation, keeping himself calm while trying not to look at her figure within the dress and how the dress and her accessories only emphasized a beauty that needed none. The eager hardness for her, he constantly was working on suppressing.

"Sure.", he said trying to act casually, but she could feel his excitement and for some reason knew he was the one she wanted, not knowing how or why.

Smiling a beautiful erotic smile, she said, "Let me get your cell number and I'll call you tomorrow to find out your schedule and we can make arrangements."

Handing her his personal cell that he never gives anyone, Brittney thanked him and leaned forward into him, letting him fully take in her scent and whispered in his ear,"I can't wait.", as she then kissed his cheek and gently kissed his mouth.

His thick black cropped hair and muscular body, still looking in his twenties at the age of forty, he breathed deeply as she finished her kiss and looked deep into her blue eyes and amazing bone structure with his deep brown eyes and said, "I can't wait to hear from you.", as he returned her eagerness in looking forward to their meeting.

It was late, almost one a.m. by the time they were all finished and they took their limo home.

From there, she hugged her parents, thanking them for a wonderful night and had a cab pick her up and take her home.

Finally getting home, she was looking forward to the events to come as she was planning on stopping by his gallery unexpected tomorrow and have him as she wanted to.

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The sun, beaming across her body, finally making it to her eyes from her open curtains finally woke Brittney up.

Stretching her body, from the tip of her toes to the tip of her fingers, squealing in delight, she finally sat up in bed, looking forward to today's plans.

Feeling a deep hunger that no food could satisfy, she got up and began to admire herself in her full length mirror, contemplating what she would wear today.

After a luxurious shower, and pleasuring herself with thoughts of what she would do, she pulled out her new goody bag with a towel on her hair and her body just barely dried.

"Hmmm...", she said to herself, just wondering about what she was specifically in the mood for and the right attire, and what she would wear on the outside to hide what she she would be wearing underneath.

First, loving the ball gag and the leather mask to go over his face, she put them to the side.

Next she picked for herself the women's platform, black, thigh high Mistress boots with fishnet thigh high stockings.

Next a wet looking skintight facial mask for her, that covered her entire head down to her neck, but her face, and a black Gothic wet look PVC dress that was open in the rear, with the bottom hemline right in line with where her backside cheeks started and _belts that ran across her ass and climbed up her feline figure to clasp around her neck.

A simple PVC garter was all she needed to hold up her hose.

She then pulled out her whip, handcuffs and ropes, leash and collar.

No panty would be needed and would only be in the way.

The idea of completely humiliating him, forcing him to cum again and again, against his will, completely humiliating him almost made her giddy with excitement.

"He won't be needing anything to wear, nor will I allow him to as I make him do what I want, how I want and when I want.", Brittney thought sweetly, remembering his cold cruel rejection of her art before he met the real her the night before.

A long, leather trench coat with a hood, she chose to wear, to cover her attire as she went to his gallery and had him where, how and the ways she wanted him.

Finally pulling out her double-edged dagger, she started to get dressed, enjoying every moment of preparation.

Ending with her finishing makeup, she brushed her full, long blond hair out and pulled it to one side, as it would be tucked tightly in her head covering and finally her over the elbow PVC gloves, where she tucked her dagger.

Calling a cab, Brittney slipped out of her building fully dressed and fully hidden.

Not even the cab driver got to see her face, but only feel her energy, presence and smell her as she smoothly said, "Thank you.", and stepped like a large cat of prey, out of the cab and she handed him a nice amount for the ride, as she was in such a good mood.

Looking at her watch, it was about one thirty p.m. as she strode into his gallery and demurely began to look at his works of art he displayed.

A small bell rang on the door as she entered, letting him know someone had entered and within 10 minutes, he was behind her, greeting her, not fully aware of who she was yet.

As her scent and silky voice began to affect Mr. Duncan and a slow recognition began to emerge in his mind, he said, "Brittney? Is that you? I am so glad you're here! Do you like my works of art. I am the most selective and pristine buyer in all of New York!", he said with pride.

Without even looking at her, the very presence of her made his heart start pounding.

"I thought we would contact by phone to set up a date and here I find you in my grand gallery the very next day, so unexpectedly!", he told her.

"I am an art lover and couldn't resist the opportunity to look at what you have displayed and for sale here.", she told him, still with _her back turned.

Backing up, as if to get a better view of the painting, Brittney came within inches of James, letting him take in her full presence and scent which drove him almost mad with desire.

"You are carrying such a large purse compared to the one at the dinner last night.", he noticed.

"Hmmm indeed.", she replied,. "I carry different purses for different occasions”, as she backed up against him fully, gently breathing heavy, as she rubbed her back side against him.

Hard as rock he was before she even did this and puzzled, as he was not normally attracted to women, she asked him without turning, "Do you have someplace private where we may "chat"?", she asked him purring.

"Well, I have my office and that is private", he told her.

Knowing that wasn't the full truth somehow, Brittney responded, "No, I wish you had a larger private room as I am eager to spend time with just you for a while."

"Alright, alright, that would be perfect", as he locked the shops door and turned the sign to ‘Closed’.

"I have a very private room in the basement that I think we would enjoy.

Taking the stairs downward into his hidden sanctuary of torture, his fingers shook with excitement as his erection for her felt almost uncontrollable.

Following him carefully and slowly, she kept her head bowed until they entered the room and feeling sly as he thought himself to be, locked the door.

Coming up behind her, he began to rain kisses upon her from outside her coat, loving the way her body felt in his hands and made him want to take her right now.

Turning towards him, still not making face contact and covered in her jacket, she descended to her knees and began to undo his pants and pull out his rock hard manhood.

"Why don't you show me your face?", he asked her, as she pulled him finally out and began to roll his head around her tongue and cup his balls in her hand.

She was hungry and needed to be fed before she could begin the rest of her plans.

Opening her mouth, painted in deep red lipstick, she wrapped her beautiful mouth around his manhood and began to suck him hard and eagerly, bringing him to orgasm quickly as he filled her mouth, her purring as his life essence and energy filled her with strength and sustenance.

As he came, she pulled her hood back and looked up at him, then slowly took off her jacket, showing him her entire outfit.

Unable to find the words, being in shock from her appearance, temporarily invigorated, she quickly grabbed him before he knew what was happening and her strength pulled him to two iron bars, (unknowingly, the same place he tied up his victims). Deftly locking one wrist on to the first bar with her cuffs, she spotted a second pair of cuffs on the second and tied his hands to that also.

Screaming in protest, she put the ball gag into his mouth and covered his face with his mask, as she tied his legs to the bars also, thighs spread.

Terrified as he was, it didn't stop him from getting incredibly hard again fast from the anticipation and excitement brewing in him.

Taking out her dagger, she slowly began to cut off all his clothes, a piece at a time, leaving him fully naked before her and Brittney fully out of her out fit now.

Taking out her whip, she struck him several times, leaving welts on his body, almost ready to bleed as she once again descended on his hardness and started sucking.

She liked to show him how dirty and disgusting he was as she would feed off him.

After the first strikes, she yanked his head back and pulled off his head mask, showing him her full self, as she strutted in front of him next, casually beating the whip with one hand into her other, "You are a disgusting snob and I hate you. You will do what I say, when I say and how. Do you hear me?"

Paralyzed from the sudden onslaught and her words, something deep inside him rendered him immobile as he shook his head in obedience.
 
Black Widows
Part 2



No longer was Duncan a forty year adult male, as subconscious memories came flooding in from the first time his mother came into his bedroom that night at such a young age and forced him to do things he didn't want to do.

Feeling so much shame and pure fear of her, his nights and days for years to come were filled with her visits and subsequent full on masochism upon him, forcing him to cum, which he hated so much about himself.

Always when she was done with him, she would pat him on the head, like a dog and say, "Good boy.", with a nasty smile.

He hated her and he hated all women.

As he started to get older, his apparent life was that of a very shy introverted boy, but he had also started messing with and forcing other boys into sexual activities that only refined themselves as he hit puberty.

He was never attracted to women and found he liked much much younger boys.

Forcing himself on them, his desires became more cruel and deviant.

His first murder didn't come until he was 16, when the boy resisted and resisted.

Mutilating his dog and killing it was the only way he thought he could get the boy to shut up, but again, that didn't work, so he gagged his mouth while he took his pleasures upon him and tortured him.

Still screaming when he was sated, all he wanted was the boy to shut up.

Taking a plastic bag, he put it over his head and tied the base of it around his neck until no more sounds came out of him at all.

Realizing he was dead, the sudden feeling of supreme power flooded him and knew he loved it.

As the years passed, so did his desires, while living his life, going to college and establishing his wonderful art gallery in New York.

His tastes and preferences changed also, as he preferred to also bleed his chosen ones during the tortures and the rapes, finally ending them with his favorite way of death, by slitting their throats open and letting them bleed out, desperately clinging to life, he watched the light of life fade from their eyes.

Throughout the years, he always had a special place where he would take those lucky enough to be chosen by him, and currently it was the detail designed basement section of his gallery.

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As Brittney paced in front of him, wearing what she was, doing what she was, he found himself defenseless with his rock hard erection always ready for her, just like in his memories.

Finding him rather compliant for the moment, she went behind him and whispered what a good boy he was being and to take what ever she did and perform as he was told.

Nodding his head in submission, she returned the mask onto his head and began to cut his skin, to make it bleed as she beat him with her whip over and over, forcing him over and shoving a large dildo into his backside, reaching that gland forcing him to cum again.

Ready for it, she quickly moved to the front and opened her mouth to take in his released ecstatic vital fluids.

Unlocking him from his handcuffs, she found a plastic covered mattress over in the corner and led him there.

Laying him down, as he was completely submissive, she mounted him and took his hands and forced him to feel and play with her breasts and then her very wet nether region.

Muffles of protest came in guttural sounds from behind his gag as his fingers touched her and between her thighs, but how he protested and how his body reacted were two different things as his manhood became rock hard again for her.

Despite seeing this, she told him, "Shut the fuck up and do what I say!", which was followed by compliance on his part as he touched her and rubbed her.

Slipping on top, ready to descend upon him said, "Use your hands and as you play with my wet pussy, take the head of your cock and rub it against me there."

Not wanting to, he did as she was told.

Moans of pleasure came from her as Brittney then descended down on him hard and deep, milking his hardness over and over.

Resisting the feelings of pleasure, her intoxication and control of her was overwhelming as she rode him, forcing him.

Making him grab and rub her breasts while doing this, she said, "You are nothing but a piece of shit and you will do what I say, when I say, remember?", as she took her blade and cut through his chest, the fresh blood taking a few seconds to show as he then reached the peak of her milking him and came deep inside her hard.

As he was coming, she smacked him hard across the face, intensifying his orgasm and even more of his hot life fluid poured into her as his body froze in painful ecstasy.

Happy as can be, working with this scumbag, she then forced him to sit up.

"Did I tell you, you could go soft yet?", as his erection started to decline.

Noticing this, she knew he would be good for one more before his body completely gave out.

Pulling out her whip, tracing the blade along his face, she then took the blade to his testicles and said, "I told you, you weren't finished yet. You will get hard for me again, like I said!"

The pure fear of the blade there caused an intense erotic fear based reaction and his manhood immediately jumped to attention.

"That's right.", she told him as she then backed up to him and made him touch her backside and find her back door with his fingers.

"Now, stick your fingers in there and lead your cock to it, do you understand?"

A muffled sign of acknowledgment came from him as he did what he was told.

At that moment, the contact was made, she reached under and grabbed his balls in her talons and said, "Do it! Fuck my ass now!", and with that, he plunged himself deep inside of her as she screamed at him like a mother to a little kid, "Harder, faster, do it!"

Soon after, the tension and psychological and emotional effect set in hard as he commanded him and again he came thunderously inside her.

Feeling his depletion, she told him, "Get out of me now!", as he obeyed completely exhausted.

"Lay back on the bed again", she told him as he waited for another round he didn't know if his body could take.

Mounting him once more, teasing his falling manhood, she told him, "Good boy", and then reached forward and slit his throat open, while he grasped and he profusely bleeding throat and she pushed his head back to allow the heavy flow and life flow out of him.

Slowly watching the wretched, nasty thing die, finally when it was over, she got up and bent over to wipe any of his filthy blood off her.

Upon arising, she found a man behind her suddenly out of nowhere with a metal rod at her throat, pinning her head back arching it.

Screaming at her, "Who are you and what have you done with my partner?!"

Brittney didn't realize that over the years, his business partner was also a partner in his other preferences, and even still now, not knowing of his preferences, didn't realize that he was like that also, but she was still hungry.

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The gentle folk of the court applauded Brittney's performance as they watched entranced by the scene and the taking of his life. Gasping in surprise as another man now had Brittney by the throat, caught them all off-guard and they all gasped mesmerized.

Lord Satan himself even raised an eyebrow in fascination and amusement as the clock drew closer as to which one of his beauties would be his newest Succubus and which one would have the past days altered, returning to normal and getting the chance to go on with her life, but only if need be, depending on the outcome.

Meanwhile James Duncan appeared before his feet on the black marble floor, naked and cut, as he had known himself to be in life.

Looking around in shock and awe, fear overwhelmed him into paralysis.

"Well it's about time you joined me, Mr. Duncan.", Lord Satan said to him.

"You have and are amongst the greats of sinners from the earth and I welcome you to hell. You are now mine for all eternity,", Satan chuckled as he told him this.

"What do you mean and what does this mean?"

"Well, as such an evil human, I adore your evil ways and have decided that you will be one of my sex slaves personally."

With that, an entourage appeared with a robe and put it on him. "Follow us.", the leader of them said, “so we can bath you and make you fit for our Lord. Your scars will remain forever on your body as a reminder of the life you lived in the human world as you serve Lord Satan as he pleases as his sex slave for as long as he desires you."

With that, the court giggled and went back to watching the golden basins.

Following without protest, James Duncan knew where and who he was with, knowing his soul was damned for all eternity.

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Waking, Maria felt fantastic and found her roommate Elizabeth crashed on her bed in a drunken stupor.

Sitting up, she looked at the clock.

It was eleven thirty in the morning as she brushed her delicate fingers across her nude body and through her hair.

Going through her new lingerie purchases, Maria picked out this black lace see through top that covered her to her wrists dipping down her back gently and snugly dipped down low between her breasts.

"A perfect fit!", she thought to herself while smiling and then put on a pair of black thigh high hose with small black bikini panties and a black, soft black garter her hold up her hose.

Going to the mirror in the bathroom, she brushed her teeth and hair out to its natural glowing fullness.

Looking at the clock, an hour had passed since she awoke and had finished partially dressing.

Being a Saturday, she decided to relax a bit when just then, there was a knock at the door.

"Who is it?", she purred through the door.

"It's Erik", he said.

He was the head Frat boy Elizabeth was all over the night before.

"I wanted to check on Elizabeth to see whether she was alright.", which was a lie, and she knew it.

He just came to see her again and with that she opened the door, standing with it open as she stood before him dressed as she was and the vision of every man's dream of desire and perfection.

His mouth almost dropped to the floor as she invited him in and closed and locked the door behind her, without him noticing, and she was hungry again and not as picky this time.

Turning towards the room, she invited Erik in, letting him take in the fullness of her backside, as he had already seen her front and laid down on her bed, tilting her head in an inviting way.

"Why don't you come in Erik?", Maria asked him.

Taking a brief, nervous look at Elizabeth, knowing she was still passed out, he walked in the room and shut the door behind him, locking it.

Disturbance was not something he wanted at a time like this.

"We will have to be kinda quiet so we don't wake Elizabeth.", he whispered to her.

Giggling gently, her scent filling the room and making Erik feel light headed and like a hungry animal for her, he approached her on the bed and sat on the edge as Maria leaned up to kiss him.
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Being half past noon Maria, it was also three-thirty in the afternoon for Brittney.

The real race and the challenge was on as the entire court, the Lord Satan and Agrat waited and watched with baited breath to whom would win, thus being allowed to live and whom would lose, thus joining Lord Satan as his newest succubus, all while they sipped from glasses made of diamond, the purest elixir, taken straight from the fountain of mischief and the essence of all living drawn straight from the majestic garden of Lord Satan, which was his and only his to have access to.

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With the steel rod right at her throat, hearing, "Who the hell are you and what did you do to my partner?", she realized he had a partner, but still knew nothing of their association or fetishes other than associates in the art gallery.

Letting her body relax and the scent of her fill his nose and senses, she simply said, "He did it to himself while we were having fun. He did it so fast, I couldn't stop him as she feigned sorrow.

"What were you doing down here and why?", he asked her, this partner with no name, while she could feel him slipping a bit as he held her and felt his erection building for her.

Turning towards him, she said, "Hello.", with a sad fake greeting, "We met at a formal dinner last night and really felt drawn towards one another, so he invited me here to meet him, see his art collection and go from there."

"But, as you can see, something horrid went wrong in his mind and he took his own life right in front of me.", as she fell into his chest with fake tears running down her cheeks, not smudging her waterproof makeup.

From her fake tears, she sobbed, "We just met last night and found we had something in common! We were having so much fun and then he did that, right when I was on top of him!", as she snuggled into his chest.

Wondering and seriously doubting that she knew anything else, he gently pulled off her head covering to release her long beautiful, now unbound luxurious hair.

Running his fingers through it, she felt him getting harder for her, pressing against her as his word soothed her, "There there, just relax. It's ok. We'll call the police in a few minutes."

Just then, he put his gently bent fingers under her chin and raised up her face with his forefinger, stunned by her beauty and her body.

Suddenly filled with passion and lust, he reached into kiss her gently.

Returning it, the hunger building, she in turn rubbed against him as their breathing got heavier and he began to fondle her breasts, working her out of her outfit as she rubbed his manhood, delicately releasing it with her fingers, and pulled his pants down, as she stayed on her knees before him, looking up at him with her perfect angelic face and big blue innocent eyes and took him into her mouth hungrily.

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Demurely, Maria returned his kiss, starting out gentle, letting Erik think he was taking the lead, though she was quite hungry, noticing it even more now.

Reaching over her, he ran his hands over her back, working his way to her very full breasts.

Nipples hardening from his touch, she moaned lightly during their kiss as she reached around his back, eager to take off his shirt.

Grabbing her high full ass, he then reached under her black lace top, rubbing and playing with her nipples as he pulled her out of her lace top also.

Leaning back, breaking the kiss, Erik worked his way down to her breasts and began to rub and suck them as his other hand began to work his way down her body to the eager wetness between her thighs.

Slipping his hands under her black panties, finding her so ready, she gently began to rub his eager hardness and unbuckle his pants, all while remaining quiet as Elizabeth slept.

Taking the rest of his pants off, Maria reached for him strongly and began to kiss him more passionately.

So hungry and eager, Eric ripped her panties off of her, not wanting to work through the rest of her lingerie and climbed on top of her, taking his cock and rubbing it against her, finding her opening and thrusting hard and madly inside her.

Her thighs spread wide for him, he kissed her madly and grabbed her ass for deeper penetration as she milked him.

"My God, she is tight and feels so good!", as he began to thrust faster and harder until he filled her with his life essence, feeding her and making her more aggressive.

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Brittney's mouth full of him, sucking hard and deep into her throat amongst the gore of Duncan's death and blood let her know how close they really were or how much he actually "cared" for his partner.

Grabbing a wad of her hair, he thrust himself deeper into her at his rhythm, with his hips thrusting.

Moaning as the rise began, he came hard and deep down into Brittney's throat.

Swallowing it all, she looked up at him and smiled while he watched her lick her lips.

"More,", she appeared weak to him, "More please? Don't stop.", she said with a passive begging she sensed he liked from partners.

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After cumming hard into her, Erik laid there for a minute catching his breath, but Maria wasn't anywhere near finished.

Gently she pushed him up so he was on his knees.

Being young, he whispered, "Mmmmm you’re hungry, baby, just give me a minute."

By the time he finished his sentence, Maria had already taken his lowering manhood and sucking it back into its fullness again.

"Wow babe, you work some magic”, as he rose to the occasion as she took him deep into her and sucked him the way he sensed he liked it.

Reaching his peak again, he came fully in her mouth.

Swallowing it all, a drip of cum on her chin, she caught it with her finger and licked it up while he watched.

"Damn woman!", Erick whispered, "You are fucking amazing just give me a sec to catch my breath and I don't know how much I have in me left!"

"Let's find out, as Maria pushed him backwards and straddled him again, rubbing her pussy against his resisting manhood.

Trying to find anything left for her, she rubbed and worked him enticingly, but was loosing hope.

"He is of no good to me now.", she thought to herself as she, well fed reached for his throat.

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Pulling her up, bending Brittney over, she had to use the edge of the bed that Duncan was dead on as he spread her thighs open and starting playing with her, finding her wet, eager and ready for him.

Taking his manhood in hand, not yet spent, he pushed himself inside her wonderful warm, tight hole, thrusting deeply.

Pushing harder and harder into her, he grabbed her hips for leverage and came heavy and strong again as she moaned in excitement from him filling and feeding her.

Pulling out of her, she reached between her legs, rubbing herself and looked at the man with an innocent starving kitten face and begged once more, "Please, again, if you can, please?"

With that, he made her get on her knees and suck him the way he wanted until he was ready again and then forced her over again, like before.

"You want more, bitch? I'll give you more as he spread her ass and pushed himself deep inside her ass, fucking her without mercy.

Lasting a while, Brittney was in ecstasy but sensed he would be done for with this next one and reached without being noticed for her blade that was on the bed she had left there for the moment before he had found her there.

Holding it in her hand, her moans were loud as he grabbed her hair hard, almost ripping it out as he bent over and bit into her shoulder hard as he came, thrusting with all his might, filling and feeding her one final time.

Knowing this was it, she hid the dagger and turned towards him to kiss him as he heaved heavily from cumming so many times so hard and so fast.

Looking up at him, she smiled, filled to the brim with him and said, "Thank you." as she brought the dagger across his throat and slit it deep and hard wide open, blood gushing out.

Laughing out loud and filled with happiness, she watched him slowly die, falling a bit at a time, trying to crawl towards her in the flood of his own blood.

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Again, as the others, Alex Booreman appeared before Lord Satan, naked as he knew him self in life, with his throat still slit.

“Hello Alex!”, Lord Satan said with a bright smile. “I am so glad you have finally arrived and shown us the end of our game!”

“What game and where in the hell am I?”, the man with no name, Alex demanded.

“Why you are exactly right!”, Lord Satan said with a chuckle.

“You are in hell, to be my servant for all eternity. My beautiful Black Widow succubi slit your evil sinning throat, finishing our game and bringing you right to me. All those years you were Duncan’s partner in the kidnapping, torturing and raping of all those little boys. Now you are mine. Since Duncan was the mastermind behind your activities and you were the side kick, so to speak,”, Lord Satan said, and continued, “I think it’s only fair you have a similar place in your own personal hell I’ve made just for you, unless I ever have any use for you. Being second best and a thoughtless brute, your hell of being always less than everyone else while you are raped and brutalized for all eternity would fit nicely, don’t you think?”

“What are you talking about and let me the hell out of here now!”, Alex again demanded.

“Conveniently, that is just what I also had in mind.”, Lord Satan said as the black, immaculate marble floor began to again disappear, while the body he knew it began to change into something hideous, and arms, dozens of them reached up and pulled him down with them.

Screaming, “Noooooo!!!! This is some kind of sick joke! Noooooo God please… help meeeeeee…..”, Alex begged as he soon disappeared below the floor and the reflective and beautiful marble black floor was once whole again.

Clapping and laughing loudly, the entire court was so pleased to watch their Lord work.
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Finding a small amount of firmness in him, Maria forced it in her but she was too exhausted.

Reaching for and finally reaching his neck, she started to squeeze him when all the sudden she heard, "Oh my God, Maria!!! How could you? And Erik, you of all people?", Elizabeth yelled in fury at both of them, interrupting her kill as they both turned and looked at her.

"Fuck!", Maria thought to herself unsatisfied in not being able to kill him.

Climbing off him, she just looked at Elizabeth and asked, "What? It's no big deal. You do it alllll the time, honey”, and then suddenly bent over in horrid pain as if the intensity of the spider bite had returned and she had forgotten about it.

Falling on the floor, curled up in a ball, Maria started screaming hysterically, like before, catching both Erik and Elizabeth off-guard.

"Oh no! Not again!", as she dialed 911.

Erik, clueless said, "What is going on? What is it?"

Elizabeth explained it to him as the ambulance arrived.

The trauma unit was set and ready, waiting for her arrival as they had called her in ahead but in mid transit, Maria's body gave in to the pain and gave out from the internal trauma inside of her.

She was D.O.A., pronounced dead at two in the afternoon exactly.

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Brittney dressed again fully and put on her coat, cleaning up any signs of her being there and returned home, undressed and went into a deep, deep healing sleep while the mark of the black widow hourglass shape under her lower abdomen disappeared.

All memories of the past few days were erased from her memory.

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Several days went by when the the new was made that a serial killer and his accomplice had been found dead inside their own chambers where they tortured and killed their victims.

A great deal of evidence was found at the location of this well known art gallery that linked directly to many missing boys.

"We will never truly know how many innocent children these two criminals victimized and murdered through the years, but for some parents, at least they can have some closure.", the new caster announced during the broadcast.

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Maria's death made it back to her family, devastating them as they turned to their newborn baby girl and kissed her on the forehead, crying in mystery with the memories of her brilliance, kindness, innocence, strength and passion for helping others in their minds, where they would remember her as long as they lived and pass the story on to their grandchildren as their family would grow.

Finally, many years later, inspiring their granddaughter follow her same dream, in memory of her and return to Mexico to be and do what Maria had wanted to be and do, in her stead.

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Elohim watched this sad mischief all unfold and as usual, made good, despite the circumstances Satan produces on the earth.

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Waking up on the black immaculate marble floor before Lord Satan, Maria was greeted by Agrat with a warm hug as Satan admired her beauty and body.

Holding her closely, Agrat pulled back with a bright smile on her face and said, "Welcome our new sister!", as the court cheered in the outcome of the game and what fun it had been.

Taking Maria to bath, her body being in full contact as she remembered herself, but still the succubus, the red hourglass of the black widow disappeared from her back, Lord Satan said to himself, "Mmmm tonight I shall have my new succubus to pleasure and pleasure me all evening."
 
Anousinka Puli



Breaking through the bush with his machete, making their way up the small mountain, Anousinka watched her mother and father, two well-known archaeologists, make their way through the underbrush and the foliage. "I can not wait and am hoping we can actually find this rumored temple!", Garati, her mother said, while deeply breathing from the exhausting work.

"We will, I know we will. I feel it is close!.", her father, Rajasi Aishwarya said to them, with sweat pouring off all of them and trying to avoid being dinner for the insects that seemed to swarm all around them. At the moment, they were in the province of Himachal Pradesh, in Mahendrangar, and deeper into the local area of Uttarakhand just outside the village of Hardiwar.

His clothes were more modern and functional, with short sleeved khaki shirt, relaxed Khaki pants that belted at the waist, blending in with his rich dark skin color and coal short cut black hair.

Proceeding along, all at once, what seemed more underbrush, the machete suddenly hit something hard. Thinking it was a stubborn tree trunk, her father hit it harder until sparks flew off of it. Reaching with his hands towards it, he realized that he had hit stone. "Garati, Anousinke, come help me clear this off.", her father ordered her mother and her.

Both she and their daughter, Anousinka wore more traditional clothes, but it made it much harder for them to work their way through the bush, but these were the times and customs had to be followed. Such had been her life as far back as she could remember. Both her parents being field archaeologists, who had met on a dig, they formed a bond and then married.

While out in search of more discoveries, Anousinke, herself had been born into that world in the year of nineteen thirty-two and had been that way for her ever since, now being the age of sixteen.

Being now in the year of nineteen forty-eight, dozens of temples had been discovered, with her parents hands in a quite a few of them and onward they persisted. This time it was because while traveling through the small town of Hardiwar, heading for their home, that they caught rumor of a very ancient Temple of the Tiger deep and buried in the forest.

No one would even talk much about it as the locals said it was cursed and a horrific tragedy had over come the entire tribe as they were just becoming united as one. The temple was over half way through in the construction of it before they all just disappeared. Some say many of the bodies were found floating down a river, partially eaten but that was a long time ago and no one knew much else.

So of course, her parents being who and what they were, Ansouinke now found herself on yet another search. "One day I will be tired of all this digging around for things long dead and meaningless and will have a real life, a real husband and will have her home filled with the finest of things.", as she remembered some of her summers in her beloved Uncle's house on her mother's side, who had a beautiful house, wife, children, servants and the finest of things everywhere in every room of their twenty room mansion.

"At my age, I should already be married, but for their unwillingness to take such time away from their discoveries to arrange a marriage for me.", she thought quietly to herself. She wanted away from this life but felt trapped within it. Resenting her parents for it she did as she was told, but kept her dreams held steady in her mind.

Working hard to clear the vines and shrubs away from this sanctuary, hidden for who knows how long, they worked for hours until they came upon what appeared like a break in the structure. Working with more anticipation, they cleared away the rest and found it to be an opening to a very old temple that appeared only half built. Anxious to get on with more, instead Anousinke's father said, "We will make camp here and start fresh in the morning.", in the apparent center of the temple.

What they didn't realize that with the first strikes of his machete against the rock, something/some one else also awoke after centuries of slumber.

Preparing their tents, a still running, clear fountain was at the center. Washing up, they prepared their dinner, a nice fire and retired into their tents for the evening.

Mean while, an ancient presence began to loom around the temple, watching them carefully, observing. Waking him up after so long made him very very hungry.

Waking up the next morning, they each left their tents after making their beds. Spending a lot of time here was their intentions but Rajasi knew they didn't have enough supplies to last and would have to leave sooner than they would like, but return again as soon as possible. The mist in the morning air of the Jungle was thick as droplets of water formed on their skin without any effort and made breathing difficult with the altitude.

Again, gathering fire for a fire wood and gathering extra, as he also put Anousinka to the same task and she did so, begrudgingly. "We can not take full documentation of this site until it is cleared, but he had his camera already out, taking some early pictures. So much of the temple was filled with overgrowth that it was a wonder why the fountain in the center of the seemingly circular based architecture had not suffered the same. Never the less, grateful as they were for it, they proceeded on with their standard Hindu rations, though none of them followed those believes, it was just a habit of their cultures and background.

As the fountain always seemed to be pure, probably from a tapped well hundreds of years ago, the water always seemed to be pure, clean and crystal clear, so Garati chose to wash their soiled clothes there and laid them out for the slow drying process in such a humid environment.

Hardest of all was the general appearance and the break from traditional temples that this one had and Anousinka's parents knew they had found something utterly new and amazing. The first thing at had was to clear away the over growth of hundreds of years, to see the half constructed temple as it was when it was suddenly stopped so long ago. Each of them were sent in different directions with cutting and hacking tools to begin the careful work. Anousinka could do it in her sleep, as she had been doing this at birth and off they went to a different section of these strange rounded structures.

While working and profusely, sweating, Anousinka found it odd that there were no bugs attacking her like in the forest, villages or even the city. "In fact,", she thought, "There have been no bugs since we entered here.", and suddenly the overgrowth she was working on to wall of the temple facing West gave way. Intrigued, she worked hard to clear the growth to find an ancient alter of some type carved from the the stone wall itself. Engraved around it were the barely readable markings of a big cat of some sort, but the language script around it she was unfamiliar with. "Oh,", hmph, she said, "My know it all father will probably know." Suddenly something caught her eye, a projection of sorts jutting out from the center of the rock alter on the wall. It was weather beaten and old, but she could tell the original carving was beautiful at one time and had been jammed into the rock forcefully somehow.

Running with enthusiasm, she grabbed an small bowl, filled it with the endless water from the well, unknowing it was sacred purified water that held the temple, energies and beings trapped within the walls and ran to pour it over the projection and to clear the filled in dirt around the area and the thing jammed into the wall. To her surprise, it looked like a blade shoved into the center of a large cat and stripes could barely be made out. "Ooooh I have to have this!", she declared to her self, with the natural effects of the water, being sacred and purified, she poured it over it, suddenly, without much effort, it came lose when it shouldn't have. The blade shown bright and was double edged very long dagger of some sort and seemed in pristine condition.

Suddenly a voice was in her head, "Well, I should thank you for that." Said the voice. "Who's that?", she demanded and looked around to see the figure of a very large tiger slowly approaching her. Continuing on as he spoke in her mind, "Centuries ago, the tribe who started making this temple were fools and instead of worshiping me, they drew my into physical form from the spirit world. By the time they had realized their mistake and how furious I was, they knew it was too late. As a last resort, the head monk drove that spiritually powerful blade that they used to draw me in, deep into the heart of the incantation that is etched on this wall and drew me down and forced me here. I, of coarse was still bound but now stuck forever in this half built temple and killed and ate everyone on the grounds. "

"You pulling the blade have freed me and I have awoken after a long long sleep and am very hungry. Let me ask you a question young one, I know you do not like your parents or this life and they are so in love with their work, they just automatically think you should and do love it too. Now again, I am very hungry. I will eat tonight, will it be you that sacrifices your life to save theirs or shall I eat them and free you?", he asked menacingly, uttering a guttural growl as his large intense gold eyes focused in on her.

"Take my parents.. take them... I am tired of this life and want to be free!", she screamed at the tiger in total terror. "By the way," the tiger said, My name is Puli, young Anousinka. I thought after so long that you should know the name of the last thing you see before you die."

"But you gave me a choice!", she said, her back against the wall, tears starting to flow down her cheeks."

"Indeed I did but humans have not appeared to change much and still as ever only seek for their own personal survival and know no compassion for others or self sacrifice. It was a test dear young one.", and at that he launched upon her, pinning her to the ground, but not realizing it, she was till holding the sacred blade which had hit the mark of his heart when he attacked her.

"Ahhhh you have freed meeee, the voice whispered but then, as she was panting hard, some of her blood mixed with his combined with hers. Still shaking and holding the sacred blade, the tiger spirit suddenly screamed, "Nooooooo you stupid stupid girl...", as the aura of almost transparent spirit began to circle into a vortex of orange and white and she was forced back against the opposite wall as a field of gold surrounded her and the vortex entered her through every opening she had in her body as the blade and mix of blood had trapped the tiger inside her body now.

Now, Anousinka was transformed into a very hungry tiger and began to hunt her parents.

First she found what was once her mother, Garati, working hard, as she snarled behind her for fun, to scare her and as she a had a little time before she had a chance to scream, then AnousinkaPuli, the tiger was upon her, killing her fast and eating he even faster. Still hungry, the tiger began to stalk what used to be her father.

Finding him on his knees, digging out the roots of some of the over growth, she approached him quietly and put her paw on his back. Turning around to see which one of his family members it was, he was face to face with a blood covered huge Tiger. Before he had a chance to move, his paralysis took over in sheer terror as AnousinkaPuli lunged for him, tearing his throat out and then worked on eating him, more slowly this time, as she had time.

Memories of herself and her life were mixed with that of the tiger's as she thought about her human form. Suddenly, her body began to shiver before her and move in almost a slow motion moment. There was no pain during this but she felt changes happening to her as her body then returned to the shape of her human form. Both surprised by this, she walked towards the borders of the temple to see if she was still sealed in. To her amazement, she freely passed the barrier, her clothes and face covered in blood, but her sight, smell, in fact all her senses were heightened and she felt strong and powerful.

Smelling off in the distance the closest village, she headed for it. Approaching it, she feigned weakness, fear, horror, terror and morning, telling the villagers of what she had seen a tiger do and how she was the only one to manage to escape.

Taking great pity on her, they took her in, giving her fresh clothes, and giving her all the information she needed to get back to her home. Sending a a messenger way ahead of time, her rich Uncle was there to greet her and take her into his home to raise her as his own. "My poor poor niece! What horrors you have suffered after them dragging you all over India for all these years. Anything you need at any time I or one of my servants will get it for you. You will be completely taken care of. Any time you want or need to talk, I am here my precious niece to listen to you or just some one to lightly chat with."

Feigning deep sorrow and pain, she stayed in her room and went out once a week, transformed into her tiger form to hunt.


Rajasi Aishwarya:
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Garati Aishwarya:
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Anousinka Aiswarya:
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That which has been asleep for hundreds of years, now awaken and hungry:
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