A man stood in a large, circular room, illuminated harshly with an eye-aching, vermillion light. The man wore a white robe with pointed shoulders and long flowing sleeves. He was decorated with gold chains that ended in sharp, wicked-designed ornaments among other brutish bits and baubles. A deep purple sash was tied around his waist that fell down his whole lower body. But most curiously he wore a metallic visor that covered his whole upper face from his nose all the way to the back of his neck. Protruding from the top of this helmet was a large, semicircular, plate-like object that radiated out across the middle of his, lined up with his shoulders. The plate was thick and inscribed with runic designs all around its metal surface.
All around the room, all manner of grotesque and crudely constructed mechanical instruments and modules were attached along the walls, humming and whirring, their parts shuddering and breathing with ghastly life, spewing steam and smoke. They surrounded the entirety of the room, crawling up the walls and the ceiling, emitting harsh red rays of light from various bulbs and lamps. All the machines were connected to a central place in the room by a variety of thick and thin vein-like wires. The room as a whole seemed to live and breathe through the heartbeat of the unrefined machinations that coughed and wheezed sick life into the area.
All the wires attached to a large stone panel situated in the middle of the room, with more runic symbols inscribed on it, similar to the ones on the man’s head ornament. Several golden magical seals floated in front of the stone as the man stood before them, his hands raised towards them, his fingers manipulating the circles of light to spin and jut forwards and back. Three shadowy figures watched his work: one standing tall, towering over the man, double his height. One wide, bulky shadow sat against one of the buzzing machines, also incredibly large, and the other, smaller one leaned against the wall.
“Let me see… these coordinates should match the ones from before… if I reconnect the subspace leylines from… here… yes…” The man murmured to himself.
“How long is this going to take?” The sitting figure growled from the shadows with a deep, menacing voice that reverberated through the room. “All these senseless machines- the old ways were faster!”
The man working at the magic seals grinned devilishly. “I’m sorry you feel that way.” His tone was light and playful despite what seemed like complex work in front of him. “Respectfully, if you have some manner of quickly retrieving solid matter from ethereal space-time with your massive ax, I implore you to educate me in your mysterious and, I’m sure, elegant ways.”
The sitting figure stood up; though he didn’t reach up as high as the tallest onlooker, he still dwarfed the busy man in sheer beefy musculature. He reached from behind him to unsheathe an enormous ax with a long curvy handle. The blade caught the sheen of the blood-red lighting, exemplifying its wickedly sharp arc. “How about I split you in two, so you can get twice as much work done, you imp?” he taunted with a low, threatening groan.
“Your logic never ceases to astonish me with its absolutely graceful prose, Lord Dukhar.”
“Oh, I’ll make sure the splattering of your blood on these infernal contraptions will be nothing but a work of art.” The hulking figure marched forward, revealing himself in the harsh scarlet light. He had a supremely muscular humanoid form that was hunched over, his spine bent at nearly a right angle leading to his head, causing his neck and face to jut forward as he walked, his shoulders and arms primed upwards, reminiscent of some kind of mutated dinosaur-human hybrid. His skin was glistening a madly pinkish hue as veins ran up and down his brawny figure. His jaw thrust out, revealing jagged fangs that extended upward, yet he still spoke fluently and discernibly, despite his neanderthal-esque frame. He brandished his large ax towards the man.
“Enough, Dukhar,” the tallest figure spoke up with a calm, yet commanding tone. Dukhar stopped his place, but not without huffing out air from his large nostrils. “Allow Pollux to continue his work. And Pollux, I do not imagine it wise to incur the wrath of the Inner Circle’s Berserker, now would you?”
“No, my lord,” Pollux answered seriously, though the cheeky grin failed to leave his face. Finally, after minutes of Pollux working at the magical seals, a bright violet spark burst from the back of the room, far behind the panel. Dukhar shifted himself to look behind the stone panel for a better look, and the third figure leaning against the wall finally walked forward to witness what was happening. Soon, the space around the spark began to distort and swirl. The wheezing machines about the room began to rattled and buzz with more fervor, sending an ear-drumming echo of clanking metal and rushing smoke throughout the room.
“Got it!” Pollux shouted with glee. The space finally tore open to reveal a twisting black vortex, whose booming, howling force dominated the constant mechanical hum.
“Finally,” Dukhar complained.
The vortex spat out two bodies, then instantly shut, taking its powerful wailing wind with it, leaving only the monotonous whirring of the room’s machines. One was holding the other under an arm, as it gently floated out, gracefully landing on the ground.
“Elrin, status report,” the tall figure commanded without a single moment’s notice.
“It seems Valdrina had gone off on her own, as usual,” Elrin said in a gentle tone, speaking matter-of-factly towards her superior.
“What’s new?” Dukhar chimed in with a cheerful grunt. “Off mating with humans again, I see?”
Valdrina’s limp and charred body jerked up at the sound of Dukhar’s taunting from under Elrin’s arm. “I’ll rip your tongue out you gutless mongrel…” she panted out with a hoarse, raspy whisper. Elrin proceeded forward towards the onlookers, presenting the weakened Valdrina to the tall figure. Pollux eyed Valdrina’s drooping frame from afar, another fiendish smile cracking along his face.
Elrin started. “I apologize, Lord Astorius, had I kept a closer eye-”
“There is no need for an apology from you, Elrin. Only Valdrina has committed the crime of misusing our warp points. And what self-assigned mission did she take herself on?”
“Seems like more random acts of violence, my lord. Perhaps another outrage designed to-”
“Astorius, she is covering for her sister,” Dukhar chimed in with a smirk.
“I’m well aware.” Astorius stepped forward, revealing his towering body clad in an obsidian armor plated with elegantly curved, pitch-black metal pieces, trim with sharp silver accents on his chest, gauntlet, and greaves. He wore a helmet that covered only the upper half of his head, with a grated visor that shielded his eyes, which were obscured by darkness. On either side of his helmet was a large, sleek, crescent horn. His frame was overall thin, but his chest was broad and made even more imposing by his massive black, pointed shoulder pauldrons whose sharp ends curved to match his horns. His long arms hung to his sides, reaching all the way down past his knees, ending in his clawed hands.
“I know not of the reason you hide the true nature of Valdrina’s venture. But I assure you it will not save her from punishment.”
“I understand, my lord.” Elrin bowed her head.
“The truth shall be revealed soon enough-”
Valdrina perked up once more from her limp position. “The descendant… I’ve found him…”
Dukhar suddenly turned towards Valdrina. “What?” Even Pollux’s smirk was wiped away by this revelation.
Astorius was unphased. “A worthless venture. Such pursuits do not aid us in our ultimate mission. Such intrusions into the world of humans only seek to reveal our existence to the human race-”
“And we… stay hidden here… afraid… when the key to our salvation… is locked away within the pathetic flesh of some human…”
Even the quiet figure leaning on the wall had grown interested enough to walk forward to listen closer.
“And you were defeated by this power in turn, it seems. A witch? Justicar?”
Valdrina continued. “Some little witch bitch and her little pet-”
Dukhar burst out in laughter. “The great Valdrina, defeated by a single witch and some human rat!”
“A sorry state indeed-” Pollux commented with a grin that was less wicked than usual.
“Hold your tongue, Pollux.” Astorius quickly commanded. “Though Valdrina has erred, she is still your superior.”
“Yes, my lord.” Pollux stood by silently, though his curiosity still piqued.
Dukhar interjected once more. “If I may interrupt, Astorius, would it not be Pollux that would have helped Valdrina in this little escapade?”
“This is true, Pollux. What do you say in your defense?”
“My lord, she forced me!” Pollux defended.
“You worm…” Valdrina huffed out. “…you were more than willing-”
“It matters not. We shall discuss Pollux’s penalty at a later time.”
Pollux held back his anger, leering at Valdrina. “Yes, my lord,” he seethed.
“Let this be a warning to all of you, then.” Astorius continued. “Such misguided quests for power will only serve to doom our kind-”
“And how long… do you plan to cower in the Blackrift then?” Valdrina coughed out.
“Sister, quiet.” Elrin hastily warned.
Astorius stayed firm in his resolve. “The plans for our ultimate salvation need not be shared with you at this time.”
“Right… same answer as always, you-”
“I would choose your next words with more care, Valdrina, lest you forget your demotion from the Inner Circle.”
“Fuck your circle of cretins.”
“You mangled bitch,” Dukhar growled, readying his ax again.
“Valdrina…” Elrin warned again.
“It is alright. I’ve come to expect this level of pettiness from Valdrina.” Astorius slowly raised his long arm. Then, with a swift lash, he snatched Valdrina from Elrin’s arms, grabbing her by the neck. Valdrina’s body was too weak to even struggle; with no resistance, she was lifted up, her body dangling at a height twice her own. Astorius met her face to face. She gasped and gagged as he gripped her throat with only two fingers and his thumb. Elrin simply watched on, her breathing became heavy with anxiety. Dukhar watched on with fired-up anticipation.
“She would often boast about the power of this… hair of hers.” Astorius slowly lifted his other mighty arm. Valdrina’s gasping and coughing grew more frantic. “It was not amusing in the slightest. How often I would have to apologize to the Circle for your petulant outbursts.” With his other hand, he clasped the end of Valdrina’s lengthy hair, bundling its whole width within his single fist. Dukhar’s excitement grew with his toothy grin as he watched on with eagerness. Elrin’s eyes wavered with nervousness, but she knew looking away would be seen as a sign of weakness. Unfortunately, the third shadowy figure had already lost interest and was making his way out of the room.
“Yazu, you don’t want to see this, of all the times Valdrina taunted you?” Dukhar attempted to persuade his comrade.
“No,” Yazu stated simply, and subsequently strode out of the room.
“Boring,” Dukhar softly lamented.
Astorius tightened the grasp on Valdrina’s hair. He finally suddenly jerked his hand up, causing Valdrina’s head to jolt upwards. She could not even muster a scream through Astorius’ sturdy grip; the only signs that she had any life in her at all were her eyes, now bulging out at the unimaginable pain coursing through her. Elrin began to wince as she watched Valdrina’s scalp strain, her whole head pathetically pulled upwards like an abused doll. Dukhar’s grin grew wilder, but Pollux simply watched on, seemingly lost in thought.
Finally, a grotesque rip resounded through the entire room, piercing through the mechanical cacophony, accompanied by the muffled hissing that escaped Valdrina as the hair finally tore away from her scalp. In one hand, Astorius held her detached hair out, which he let spill out and drift all over the room. He then let go of Valdrina, her body dropping to the metal floor with a loud thud that produced an eerie echo. Valdrina’s eyes were stuck open with horror as her body shuddered pitifully on the ground, the pain still lingering.
Astorius looked down at Valdrina. Even still, he could see that her red hair began to grow back, though not to its full length, only going slightly past her ears. Soon, the redness faded into a lifeless, powerless, dull black, her ability fully stunted.
“Elrin, heal her burn wounds. Then take her to the holding cells while we decide on her fate.” Astorius turned to leave.
Elrin breathed out hard, looking at the pathetic state of her sibling. “Yes, my lord.”
“My lord, if I may suggest something,” Pollux interjected.
Astorius stopped but did not turn around. “I’ve no time for any more of your antics, Pollux. Your own reputation here is already grave enough.”
“Of course, my lord.” Pollux bowed his head. “But, I’m sure Elrin is in no condition to operate her healing spells on her disheveled older sister. Allow me to do so in her stead.”
“I do not need your pity,” Elrin hissed at him.
“I offer not pity, but my services. I applaud your majestic ability to mend the anomalies of our brethren. Although, you may look at dear Valdrina here and see surface-level wounds. Yet, I can assure you, with my experience, I can see something more.”
“What are you getting at?” Elrin asked. Even Astorius turned a bit towards them.
“Yes… I can sense something more here… That this damage seems to be more… psychic in nature.”
“Psychic?” Astorius suddenly asked.
“Yes, my lord.”
“Psychic!” Dukhar chortled. He stepped towards Valdrina and picked her up by her shortened hair, observing her terrorized state. “Yes, I’m sure after that, her brain might’ve been pulled out as well!”
“Lord Dukhar, I recommend allowing the experts to weigh in here,” Pollux replied facetiously.
“My weight is more than enough to crush you, worm-”
Elrin suddenly perked up. “Wait… that’s fine. If I may, Lord Astorius, I believe Pollux’s expertise here would be of more value to Valdrina’s health.”
“And what evidence do you have of this psychic damage?”
“Several observations upon their entrance, my lord, I can list-”
“I sensed it, too, Lord Astorius.” Elrin chimed in.
Astorius turned all the way around. He observed Valdrina himself. After a few seconds, he sighed. “Fine. On Elrin’s word, I will allow Pollux to conduct the healing operation.”
“Excellent, my lord. I will have my team prepare her accordingly.” Astorius looked Elrin in the eyes, then turned to Pollux. “Do not disappoint me.” Astorius turned her large frame back around and proceeded out of the room.
“Pollux…” Elrin stated. “Does this have something to do with the descendant?”
“We shall see, dear Elrin-”
Elrin quickly advanced towards Pollux and grabbed at his collar. “Enough of your games, Pollux. Just answer my question.”
“Fine, fine,” he answered, though he was not all too afraid of Elrin’s threatening gesture. Elrin promptly let go of him. “I believe Valdrina has finally found the human with Magnus’ seed inside him.”
“Through the Justicar?”
“Precisely. Valdrina had told that Justicar of the coven that had been defending the Orbis’ old library. I’m sure you know the name.”
“Orbis the Wispmaster… so they have his diagrams we’ve been after?”
“No. Valdrina hi-jacked the operation to find her little descendant. Now the Wisp Wand is in the hands of some witch, and I’m sure the documentation is destroyed.”
“Not a problem,” Elrin replied casually. She produced an item from her dress pocket: it was a charred twig, with a small, blue flame hovering at the tip.
Pollux looked at the burnt stick with awe. “This… but… it’s destroyed!”
“Valdrina had it on her after she was defeated by the witch. It must’ve been damaged in the battle. Can it be recovered?”
Pollux pressed his hand to his mouth in thought. “I mean… maybe. Witchcraft isn’t my area of expertise.”
“Fine, just take a look, please.”
Pollux took the damaged Wisp Wand from her, eyeing it curiously. Elrin sighed once more with disappointment.
Pollux glared back at her. “Don’t take an attitude with me; you know where my knowledge lies.”
“No, that’s not it.” Elrin sighed, hesitant to speak. “It’s just that… Most of the time, I agree with Astorius-”
Pollux laughed, “Do you, now?”
“I assure you, he means well. But he did not allow us to stage the attack on the library… Even Dukhar went as far as to draft a battle plan. But suddenly, Astorius rejected it. I’m left wondering why.”
“It’s because Valdrina is right: he is afraid. If any of our own had found the secrets that laid within that library, then…” Pollux waved his hands out dramatically. “Chaos. Astorius does not trust the lower ranks.”
Elrin pondered the idea to herself but suddenly cracked a slight smile. “This has gone all wrong, now.”
“You don’t sound too distraught over it, dear Elrin.”
She looked at Pollux slyly. “I’m not. But I can’t have my dear sister getting killed over it.”
“Understandable.” Pollux looked over Valdrina, her consciousness now having drifted away. “She was fighting a witch, was she?”
“Yes, a powerful one. Likely empowered by Magnus’ seed.”
Pollux licked his lips and breathed in hard. “There’s something more. She’s covered with… some kind of otherworldly residue.”
Elrin squinted at her sister with a curious eye. “I did not sense anything.”
“Of course not. But… I’ve seen this before.”
“So you’re saying… what are you saying, exactly?”
Pollux laughed. “Valdrina has met with something… older.”
Elrin scratched her head. “I see. Then this really is under your domain then.”
Pollux leered at her. “My ‘domain.'” He scoffed.
“Taking that as an insult, now?”
“You think I’m proud?” He laughed out again. “Very funny.”
“Fine, then.” Elrin began to make her way out. “Get to it.”
Pollux crossed his arms and looked down at Valdrina. “Very well, give me some time. The burns should be easy. The rest… well, we’ll see.”
Elrin stopped. “And her hair?”
Pollux shot her a sly expression. “I think you and I both know after that whole event… that particular damage is meant to be permanent. I’m not touching it.”
Elrin looked down at her sister and jut her jaw to the side in annoyance. “Fine.” She shook her head and continued out.
As she left, Pollux kneeled before Valdrina’s unconscious body. He gently caressed her face with the side of his hand, his crazed smile crackling further along his face. “Now then… you and I are going to get to know each other a bit better.”
***
Valdrina’s eyes shot open. She was greeted by a bright light, coming from a lamp hanging from the ceiling hanging directly overhead. Stripped down to her black bra and panties, she was laying on a steel table, sturdily attached to the floor beneath her, the cold metal surface a forgiving respite as it touched her bare skin. The room she was in was empty, save for a workbench of some sort attached to the west wall. There, she could see bloodied bandages, scissors, and knives, all glazed red, some blood thinly trailing off the bench, dripping steadily onto the floor. The sight caused images of her fight with the witch to flood her mind as she looked over her skin, which was now smooth and unblemished by the burnt scars of battle. Though she was now healed, the pain of the electricity surging through her was still seared into her mind, but not as stinging as the picture of that witch floating above her as if she was superior to herself. That picture would be permanently carved into the recesses of her subconscious. She clenched her fist tight, her strength slowly returning to her.
But suddenly, she remembered. She wafted her hand over her shoulder, but her heart sank as her fingers passed through the air, not finding a single strand of hair. Her eyes clasped shut, hard, as she realized that her pride and joy were truly ripped away from her.
“I quite like it, you know.” A door opened at one end of the room as Pollux strode in with a jig in his step. The very sight of him caused Valdrina’s face to scrunch up with fury.
“You little worm. You ratted me out.” Valdrina sneered.
“Ah, I didn’t tell you to tell your sister. She was the one that wanted me to retrieve you. Naturally, I couldn’t off-schedule the portal matrix again without Astorius knowing.”
“You already did it once,” Valdrina sat up on the table to glare at him.
“You’re not a very good listener.” Pollux shook his head with a smirk. “Sneaking into the generator room was hard enough the first time. Then having Elrin burst into my quarters demanding I warp you back… not even the darkest shadow wraith could sneak past Astorius’ watch on such short notice.”
Valdrina continued to glare at Pollux, who maintained a sly expression in turn. “I found him,” Valdrina continued.
Pollux, unimpressed, shook his head. “Not without some collateral damage apparently. You were supposed to simply bring back the Wisp Wand-”
“I had an opportunity-”
“You silly bitch. ” Pollux blurted out. “We were already skirting the line, and then you tried to go off and be a hero-”
Valdrina suddenly leaped off the table, slamming into Pollux, smashing him into the wall with a loud echoing metallic clang. She held him against the wall by his throat. “Disrespect me again, Pollux. You won’t live to see one of your demented experiments another day.” Valdrina’s threats trailed off as she observed the look in Pollux’s eyes. They were alight with joy, his tongue slithering across his lips as if savoring the moment. His other hand was massaging a growing hard-on through his robes. His nostrils were huffing madly, capturing Valdrina’s scent.
“You’re sick… you’re a perverted little imp.” Valdrina let go of Pollux as he dropped to the floor, his mad grin unwavering. However, as Valdrina made her way to the door, she started to feel her muscles slowly stiffen. His limbs disobeyed her command and stuck lifelessly in place. She was totally paralyzed, standing frozen in front of Pollux.
“W-what did you do?” she stuttered out.
“Hee-hee!” Pollux squealed. “I’m just excited… you didn’t forget our little deal, did you? I help you out… and you said you’d allow me to use your body in any way I wish…” his crazed smile cut wider across his face and his stifled laughter seethed through his jagged teeth.
“I th-thought… you meant… for… your experiments…”
“Ah yes, the experiment shall be… ‘how many times can I burst inside you before I grow tired.'” Pollux pushed Valdrina into the wall, just as she had done to him. “I’ve poisoned you, my lovely doll.” He pressed his lips onto Valdrina, ferociously sticking his tongue inside her mouth, suckling wildly. She whimpered with muffled yips, but she could not resist his advance.
He withdrew his curling tongue. “But do not fear, my puppet. It’s a special brew of mine: you will feel every second. You will learn to enjoy it.”
“Af-after this, you’re d-dead, Pollux,” Valdrina growled.
“Ah, good luck working the vortex generator, my doll.” Pollux kissed Valdrina hard on the lips once more, again stuffing his tongue into her lips, allowing it to wildly explore her mouth. Valdrina’s tongue did not respond as it sat idly, allowing Pollux’s to happily slither over it and run along the roof of her mouth.
As he suckled at her face, Pollux’s hard-on continued to grow up from under his robes, pitching a tent aimed at Valdrina. He opened her legs against the wall and pressed its clothed tip into her crotch, causing her to gasp as she felt the pressure of his dick-head pushing into her panties. His hips began to move back and forth as he ground his cock into Valdrina’s covered pussy, allowing the bottom of his shaft to run up the impression valley of her pussy lips. Pollux ran his fingers down the side of Valdrina’s midriff, running across her curves down to her hips, enjoying her shapely figure as his breathing hastened, his kissing becoming heavier and crazed. With his other hand, he grabbed at her breast, vigorously squeezing and massaging it, and as he basked in the size and feel of her large bosom, his humping became faster and wilder.
Pollux suddenly removed his tongue. “Your body… is heavenly… my dear Valdrina,” he panted out as he tirelessly ground against her.
Valdrina winced as she still felt the sensation of his cock rubbing against her. “Y-you’re… a m-monster… y-you bet-better make this… make this quick!”
Pollux kissed hard at the side of her neck, causing Valdrina to whimper out again. He grabbed her hips on either side and started to accelerate his humping. “Mmph… mmph… I finally get you all to myself… with no one to stop me…” he stated between passionate gasps. Valdrina’s breathing became slow and heavy as she could feel the pressure of his stiff member rubbing on her clit. She bit her lip, her mind toiling over the erotic feeling of getting humped while paralyzed. Part of her wanted to simply accept it; after all, she was simply holding up her end of the bargain. As twisted as it may seem, she’s done worse to humans.
Pollux’s crooked sneer grew larger and larger as he continued to rub his pitched tent over Valdrina’s panties. He relished the feeling of the smooth cotton of her panties, even through his own clothes. Wanting to feel more, he hiked his robes up and unfastened his trousers, exposing his penis, the tip glossily coated in his pre-ejaculate. Again he assaulted Valdrina’s crotch, furiously humping her with his slick cock. He felt the sleek, soft fabric run up against the underside of his bare shaft nestled between Valdrina’s cameltoe, causing him to reel his head back, his mouth agape, tongue hanging out as if his brain had oozed out from the pure pleasure. Valdrina could feel the warm moisture on her as Pollux rubbed up against her, quickly slathering her panties in his slippery pre-cum. The hot feeling of fresh, musky semen coating her crotch instinctively caused her heartbeat to hasten, her loins starting to flare up.
“So good, so fucking good… my little fuck… doll!” The words strained as he approached climax. With one more thrust, Pollux’s hips seized up, his cock now throbbing. Finally, thick, white cum erupted from his cock onto Valdrina’s toned stomach. Each glob of hot seed that splattered against her skin caused her to let out a small, short moan.
However, she quickly composed herself, though her breath was still a bit heavy. “Pathetic insect… done already?”
Pollux stumbled backward into the observation table as Valdrina’s spiritless body flopped down. His conniving grin was now weakened down to an expression of pure awe. “I admit… I imagined I would perform for… longer…” he said between heaving breaths.
“You didn’t even burst inside me, as you said.” Valdrina chided. However, she still had no control over her muscles. “Are we through here, or-” She stopped as Pollux suddenly drunkenly staggered over to the workbench, hastily opening a drawer. From it, he produced a syringe filled with a red liquid. In one crazed motion, he slammed the syringe into his thigh and pressed down on the plunger. All the red liquid surged through the needle, into Pollux, his wicked smile returning to him. Valdrina’s eyes widened as Pollux’s penis rose again. This time, it was longer, the veins furiously bursting as it glowed a girthy, pink hue. Her mind could only wander to the memory of the descendant’s large member down her throat. The phantom pleasure of his stiff flesh stuffed into her mouth caused her mouth to fling open at the sight of another towering cock.
“This serum should give me a second wind…” Pollux slowly marched at Valdrina with a menacing jaunt. She could do nothing but watch his hard cock dangle every which way as he approached with a renewed grimace. Soon, she met face to face with the head of the pulsing beast. Pollux grabbed her head on either side, her mouth still open, as if she was poised and ready. Finally, he took her head and thrust his cock into her mouth as Valdrina let loose a muffled squeal. Pollux proceeded to fuck her face vigorously, enjoying the hot wetness of her mouth around his entire shaft. Valdrina gagged and choked as he relentlessly pressed all the way into the back of her throat on each thrust. Each vigorous stroke bathed in the pleasure of Valdrina’s fiery-hot, slick mouth, her taste buds rubbing under his lengthy cock, each pound into her skull causing a sharp “shlip!” to ring out into the air. As Valdrina felt the shape of each throbbing vein relentlessly tunnel across her tongue, her eyes rolled up into her head as she simply gave in to the mad assault. The searing pleasure of Valdrina’s lips wrapped around his cock dizzied Pollux with a dream-like lightness in his head, his face dumbfounded with utter satisfaction.
“My c-cock is in your m-mouth!” he sang out in glee. “I’m fucking your face… I’m face-fucking you, my dear Valdrina!”
Valdrina could only barely hear him as her mind had simply receded, the full force of Pollux’s dick filling her thoughts instead. He clenched onto her hair hard and hammered into her mouth, accelerating as his cock throbbed within her more and more. Finally, he seized up once more, his legs quaking with ecstasy as he shoved his cock into her mouth. Valdrina felt his dick tighten and engorge as it pressured her jaw, her eyes widening as she anticipated the inevitable. Soon, it pulsed and a hot, gushing surge of cum blasted down Valdrina’s throat, causing her to coarsely choke and gurgle before Pollux pulled his penis out, a string of semen trailing away from Valdrina’s lips as he stumbled back again.
Valdrina pathetically fell to her side, globs of thick white ejaculate spattering from her mouth as he coughed and heaved. Still, her limbs were uselessly and awkwardly sprawled in front of her, nervelessly wobbling and flailing with every spluttering of cum from her mouth. Her jaw was sore and exhaustion started to creep into her now dulled eyes. “Well… there was your second wind…” she managed to gasp out.
However, Pollux’s long, veiny, serum-infused cock was still proudly jutting out, semen still dribbling from the head. “Second, third, fourth…” he panted out. “Let’s see how long this can last.” Pollux strode forward and hoisted Valdrina’s powerless body up and proceeded to lay her onto the observation table. He pulled open the middle of her panties, piercing two fingers deep inside her as Valdrina let loose a sharp moan. Pollux grinned madly as he withdrew them and observed that they were coated in her dripping juices. “Excited, are we?” he taunted.
Valdrina grit her teeth in defiance, but fell silent, looking away from him. Pollux simply walked around the table, eyeing her fit, trim figure, scanning every detail as he stroked at his beastly cock, breathing heavily with the occasional small fits of snickering.
“I’ve dreamed of this… every day… I see your beautiful, powerful body…and now, it’s mine.”
He again ran his fingers against her curves, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He bent over her waist and suddenly licked at her toned stomach, and again Valdrina let out a small whimper as his tongue-tip tickled her bare skin. He ran his tongue up to her torso, beneath her breasts.
“Oh…” he trailed off as passion overtook his words. “How I’ve longed to taste you… how I’ve wanted to ravage this heavenly body of yours… I’ve looked on, relished your busty bosom, your gorgeous curves, your shapely, sculpted, warrior’s body… It’s utter perfection, my dear Valdrina.”
He finally climbed over her, meeting her face to face, his cock nestled up into her ab line. He again pressed his lips into hers, allowing his frantic tongue to explore her mouth. He lightly humped her stomach, the feeling of her silky smooth skin on the bottom of his dick causing his eyes to flutter with satisfaction. He suckled harder at her lips and grinding his cock faster against her abdomen, enjoying the small curves of her musculature. Again, Pollux withdrew his lips to let out a heavy gasp as his hips thrust forward and froze up, as another volley of cum strands shot forward, this time squirting up, splattering into Valdrina’s breasts. Each droplet of jizz caused her face to quiver as she felt each thick, hot bead of white liquid splash onto her skin.
Pollux, exasperated, fell into Valdrina, laying on her body. However, she could still feel the searing heat of his empowered cock pressing into her skin; he was far from done.
“C-can you only grind against me, little Pollux?” Valdrina taunted. “Afraid of m-my pussy?”
“I assure you, I’m only savoring the build-up… like a three-course meal.”
Pollux, who was beginning to tire, slowly slid down Valdrina’s body. She gulped and her breathing became heavier as the girth of his large member rubbed against her as he crawled along her figure. Finally his cock brushed against her panties as he made his way down, and his dick became situated in between her thighs as his head was enveloped in her pillowy breasts. He reveled in the rise and fall of her chest as her breaths became more sensual.
Pollux snickered. “I’m glad you’re enjoying this.”
“You rat!” Valdrina growled back. “I’m- I’m just holding up my end of the tr-trade!”
Pollux laughed. He smothered his face into her breasts as he raised his hips, allowing his penis to aim straight at her pussy. Finally, he thrust, his cock pushing apart her panties and slickly entering her. As his throbbing member basked in the hot dripping walls of her vagina, Pollux exhaled with a passionate gasp.
“Oh, oh… Valdrina, I’m finally within you! Your sweet heavenly pussy!”
Valdrina’s mouth flung open and a sudden, short cackle left her throat as she felt the full surge of Pollux’s cock press into her insides. She couldn’t help but crack a large grin as her eyelids flittered and her lower lip quivered in sheer, instinctive response to the enchanted girth of Pollux’s dick.
“P-P-Pollux!” she shouted.
At the sound of his name, Pollux began to voraciously pound into her pussy while kissing and suckling at her breasts. Each meaty slap that resounded into the room from Pollux crashing into her slopping loins expelled a louder and louder squeal, moan or whimper from Valdrina. As her muscles were useless, the full sensation of her ravaged pussy was concentrated and exemplified above all her senses. Her thoughts were shattered by his erotic onslaught, giving in to the ecstasy of his veiny spear rushing against her sensitive inner flesh.
However, she started to feel his hips shudder and his pace slowed down. His chest was heaving with exhaustion. As the fury of his fucking decreased, reality slowly poured back into Valdrina’s brain.
“You’re out of energy, little Pollux.”
Pollux glared at her, and sat upright, freeing his face from her bosom. “I’ll… show you… I’ll destroy this pussy…” he wheezed out. He continued to rock his hips into her; though his speed had decreased, he began to shove harder into her, hammering his cock into her deepest parts. Valdrina moaned out sharply upon each hard thrust. But though the force of his lengthy member was pleasurable, it just wasn’t enough anymore.
“Pollux…” Valdrina panted out in an unusually soft, sensual tone. The sharp contrast of her whisper was enough to cause Pollux to halt and look down at her.
“W-What?” he suddenly burst out in a fluster.
“Free me. I will serve you now.”
Pollux knew that Valdrina was not one to act in such a kind manner. “You think I’m stupid, my doll?”
Valdrina’s softly sly, erotic expression was unphased by his accusation. She smirked. “I always repay my debts, Pollux. You’ve done me a service.”
Pollux smirked back, though with not as much confidence. “I’m afraid the full extent of my use of your body is not up for negotiation, especially not in exchange for my portal usage. After all, it’s quite difficult to quantify-”
“I don’t mean your portals. You’ve done me a service: here, now.” Her sharp eyes met his. Pollux was enchanted by her words, his thin breath escaping him.
“I-I… you….y-you want me to… disenchant you? And then what?”
“I… will enjoy this new, long cock of yours.” Valdrina licked her lips. She could feel Pollux’s dick twitch at her words within her. “You will sit back and appreciate my service. How does that sound, little Pollux- or now, should I say… big, big Pollux?” His dick twitched again. He was breathless, his upper body wavering as his heavy breaths caused him to wobble.
His familiar crooked grin finally revealed itself. “Okay… fine.” He presented a small vial filled with a purple liquid from his pockets. He poured the contents down Valdrina’s mouth. Within seconds, Valdrina could feel the paralysis lift as a warm relief rushed through her. She was able to move her fingers, and soon, her arms.
In one swift move, she shoved Pollux off of her. He was flung off the table and hit the wall with full force, sliding down the metal surface and pathetically splattering on the floor.
“You fucking fool,” as the feeling return to her legs, she hopped off the table. She marched over to Pollux and delivered a kick to his stomach, causing him to choke out and gurgle in shock. “Though, I can’t say I didn’t at least enjoy the fruits of your little serum for myself. But, I feel like I paid out more than what was bargained for.”
She spun around to finally leave the medical room. She laughed out loud. “Consider us even, little Pollux. I expect my free usage of the vortex-” She suddenly was brought down to her knees. A tingling sensation surged from her pussy and ran up her stomach. Her toes clenched and her jaw dropped. Her breathing intensified and she couldn’t help but moan out as a hot sensation rushed through her body.
“P-Pollux! What did you- Oh… oh!” she cried out. She convulsed on the floor, writhing around as she attempted to process this new fire burning within her.
“Y-you said… you enjoyed the fruits of my serum.” Pollux coughed out through the pain. “But just the fruits… that’s quite boring. I’d rather you experience it firsthand, dear Valdrina.” Valdrina looked at her calf; a syringe had been stuck into her, fully discharged.
Valdrina’s body shuddered on the floor as the erotic sensation sparked through her muscles. “Shit… fuck…ah…ah!” Though she was able to cast away the stuck syringe, the effect had already taken over. Not knowing how to relieve herself of the surge of ecstasy firing up inside her, she shot her hand into her panties and began madly fingering herself. However, as much as she tried to force the image and feeling out, her mind still cycled through the sensation of Pollux’s cock. She looked over at him, sprawled out and quaking in pain, but she could still just about glimpse his pink, engorged cock, still at full power.
With the realization that she could still realize the immense pleasure from Pollux’s dick again, she was able to gather the energy to stand up on her feet. Her legs quivering in anticipation, she slowly waddled over to Pollux. He was starting to come down from the pain of Valdrina’s attack as he rolled over to see the madly horny figure approach him. He smiled again.
“Come to… me… my queen.” he quietly commanded.
“Shut up.” Valdrina panted out. “I just want that horse cock.”
Valdrina fell limply on top of Pollux, causing him to let loose a cry of pain again. She pressed her face into his, sticking her tongue into his mouth. Pollux breathed hard out through his nose as the passion rose through him again, wrestling with Valdrina’s lively tongue as the two horny bodies felt each other up as their mad suckling increased in fury. Valdrina ripped apart Pollux’s robes and ran her hand across his chest and ribcage while he grabbed her breasts and hips.
Finally, Valdrina raised her hips and grabbed his cock, the very feeling of it filling her grasp shooting a bolt of ecstasy up her arm, into her chest, and down into her loins. She hastily directed it at her pussy and plunged upon it, the sudden rush of his hot veiny tower crashing into the flaming walls of her vagina causing her to go cross-eyed and expel an ear-shattering scream of pleasure. She proceeded to bounce on top of him with great force, hammering her hips on top of Pollux as she yipped and screeched in glee. The pure vision and sensation of Pollux’s dreams bursting into his reality causing his expression to become dumb with pure joy as he witnessed Valdrina convulse and recoil on top of him, thoroughly enjoying his dick as her big breasts jiggled and leaped out of control.
Valdrina absolutely pounded the life out of Pollux’s frame as she rose and plummeted down on him with nearly bone-crushing power, though Pollux’s mind ignored the pain as the pure feeling of her hot, wet pussy sent ecstatic sparks throughout his very being. The sound of her slopping pussy crashing down on him filled his ears, causing all of his senses to be commanded fully by Valdrina’s onslaught. Soon she leaned down on him again, now scooting her hips back and forth on his penis to allow it to push into her more sensitive areas. She bit at Pollux’s ears in a wild, horny fit as he lapped at the side of her neck.
“Pollux,” she whispered. “I love this cock… This feeling… this is all I need…”
“Valdrina… you’ve… made my dreams… come true today…”
She finally felt Pollux’s dick throb and engorge as it filled her vagina. She squealed and shuddered along with Pollux as the fiery torrent of cum rushed within her. He continued to pulse, again and again, shooting out more batches of hot jizz inside her. Valdrina shook and howled as each surge of semen shot into her.
Pollux’s orgasm concluded, and the two exhausted bodies simply laid on the floor. Valdrina rolled off of him, and basked in the sage quietness, even as cum dribbled out of her pussy onto the floor.
“We-we’re even… now,” Pollux stated, his engorged member finally deflating, returning to normal.
“Yes,” Valdrina answered. However, she could still spot something in Pollux’s hand. She laughed out loud. Pollux also chuckled in response. He calmly presented it to her: another serum.
“I was going to use it again… but… this was a fine enough experience. I’m spent.” Pollux turned his head to meet Valdrina face to face. As much as her stern expression and sharp eyes filled him with fear, he still could not help but feel a flash of passion in his chest.
Valdrina’s eyes pressed into his. They then shot downwards, looking at the serum. Her sight was locked onto it. Pollux’s eyes widened, though he was not sure if it was due to excitement, or terror.
Her hand dashed into Pollux’s, easily snatching it from him. She stabbed the serum into Pollux’s thigh as he gasped out, watching his cock rise and renew with its towering, pink girth. Valdrina’s eyes were drawn to it as a sly grin appeared on her face.
“I’m not done yet, my dear, sweet, big Pollux.”
***
“So, here we are.”
Emmett sat at one end of a desk opposite a short, stocky, bald man wearing thick, half-rimmed glasses with a curly white beard, uniformed with a doctor’s coat and tie underneath. He presumed that he was talking to some manner of administrator, guessing by the poshly decorated desk space, and certificates, degrees, and awards hung on the wall behind him. He was lead here by the doctor that discovered him and Sasha sprawled about the puddles of semen that he had erupted after their strange, yet exciting session of mind-controlled sex. Sasha was, however, led to another room by the doctor. He was to be interrogated along with her, but they had been intercepted and separated by the man he was facing now.
“So… yeah… about what happened-” Emmett started, ready to spin some new web of lies that may get him out of this. However, the bald man cracked a friendly grin to Emmett’s surprise, causing him to falter in his words.
“You might be wondering why I brought you here- well, besides the obvious. You should be interrogated by the police for tampering with AV equipment and hospital records-”
“Wait, what? I didn’t tamper with anything,” Emmett quickly defended.
“Of course, of course.” The administrator’s smile was unwavering. “You don’t have to worry about that, I believe you.”
Emmett squinted at the administrator with doubt. He wasn’t sure if he was being facetious through his jolly eyes and cheeky smile.
“The reason I’ve brought you in here… is well… this isn’t the first time something like this has happened.”
“You mean… someone having sex in a patient’s room?”
“Ah, no, no. That’s happened before- rare, though,” he chuckled. “We get a lot of, uh… rambunctious college students here.” He wheezed out another casual laugh. Emmett responded with a slight, awkward smirk. “That’s not what I’m talking about. You see…” He paused for a moment to ponder as if he wasn’t sure how to construct his words. “…we haven’t found any record of you being admitted here.”
Emmett was more annoyed than surprised at this revelation. After all, he figured that Lilith’s memory and enchantment spells would simply take care of small details like this.
“That’s weird,” Emmett replied. “All I remember is fainting, then ending up here. I swear I didn’t touch anything.”
“Hmm… I know. As I said, I believe you. However, for the past few years, I’ve noticed strange occurrences in our records, similar to this event. Gaps in time logs, missing people, blank records for accounting, hospital bills unaccounted for, and that’s not even the worst part. When I ask doctors and nurses about these things, none of them remember a thing.”
Emmett put on his best expression of confusion, though he had a very good inkling of what was occurring here. “What does this have to do with me?”
The administrator chuckled again. “Well, you’re the first ‘missing’ patient that I’ve been able to get a hold of. The others I’ve contacted have had fake names or, like my staff, don’t remember anything at all.”
Emmett sat back in his seat with his arms crossed, furrowing his brows in deep thought. “…and you said your AV equipment was messed with too?”
“Right, that too,” the admin scratched his beard. “None of our video surveillance shows any foul play- but now we’ve seen one inconsistency: your… ‘hanky-panky’ from last night is not recorded on your room’s camera.”
Emmett gulped. He knew that meant that there was no evidence of his innocence now. “So what are you getting at?” he asked nervously.
“Well… not much, I suppose,” he leaned back in his chair and sighed. “You see, young man, I’ve been alive for quite a few years now. I’ve seen plenty of strange things… but I’ve basically brought you here because of…” he slid forward an object on his desk that Emmett recognized: it was his driver’s license. “Emmett Grimm,” the administrator read out.
“Okay…” Emmett didn’t know where he was getting at.
The administrator leaned forward with an intrigued look on his face. “That wouldn’t happen to be the same ‘Grimm’ as Peter Grimm, the founder, and CEO of EterniaTech Inc?”
Emmett jutted his jaw to the side in annoyance. Immediately his blood began to sizzle at the sound of that name. “Listen, man. I don’t know what you’re getting at-”
“Well, he’s your father isn’t he?”
“Adoptive,” Emmett emphasized. “He adopted me, okay? Not my real father.”
“Still… the son of one of the biggest tech corporations just happens to-”
“I get it. I get it, man.” Emmett sighed and fell back in his seat in annoyance. “You think I used his crazy tech to pull all of this off- I mean, how could that even be possible? This is-”
The administrator shook his head, his friendly demeanor persevering. “Listen, I know it sounds strange, but I know that Peter- well, Mr. Grimm was known to… dabble in more experimental technology-”
“This is… This is ridiculous, sir. Frankly, you’re insinuating something crazy here,” Emmett stated with an exasperated smirk. “I haven’t spoken to him in… maybe a year, or something.”
“I know, I know it’s just…” the administrator’s smile started to fade. He sighed. “There is just no explanation for all these weird events. I just thought that if I had you here- talked to you, probed your mind a little- I could uncover something… that’s all.”
Emmett calmed himself a bit at the man’s words. Guilt began to creep into him, overtaking his rage at the sound of his father’s name. But it was clear that some kind of magic was being done at this hospital, leaving the staff utterly confused. He wanted to tell him the truth, but not only was it not his place, but he didn’t know what the consequences would be. After all, even the demon herself didn’t want to be uncovered.
“I’m sorry, I got nothing for you, sir. I’m just as weirded out as you-”
Suddenly there was an alarming knock on the office door. Even the administrator looked up in worry. “C-come in?”
A nurse hurriedly burst into the room, her panicked expression causing the man to rise from his desk with a look of concern. “Dr. Morris, there’s- these people-” she stuttered out, the words quickly dribbling from her mouth. “They just stormed into the building- soldiers, agents, or something!”
“What? What in the world…” Dr. Morris hurriedly rushed out of his office, and Emmett followed suit.
Emmett’s thoughts raced: “Could it be another demon attack? But without Lilith here, we’re defenseless…”
He and Dr. Morris made their way downstairs to the lobby, marching down each step, past groups of staff members whispering to themselves about the sudden intrusion. Others were rushing down alongside them, curious about the uproar in the middle of their work. Upon descending into the lobby area, Emmett could see numerous uniformed, soldier-like figures pour into the hospital through the main glass doors. As Dr. Morris continued past, Emmett stayed clear, able to see the soldiers as he peered from the staircase, away from their direct lines of sight. Other doctors and nurses huddled around Emmett to get a peek at the situation, whispering amongst themselves, guessing at what was happening:
“It’s the government-” one nurse whispered.
“What kind of government uniform is that?” another countered in a hushed tone.
“Special.. forces?”
“That’s not a thing…”
“No, they’re here to fix the gas leak! Look at their masks…”
They each wore the same outfit: a silver jumpsuit with all sorts of padding, with numerous small gauges and wires attached about the torso and sleeves. Each of their faces was concealed by a dark-grey armored face mask attached to round, metal-framed cylindrical goggles that seemed quite high-tech as a few of them would often adjust their lens or press at switches on the sides. Their entire head was covered in some kind of silvery plastic or rubber, protecting their entire bodies. Strangely, they also wore a beret on their head, which had some kind of small emblem pinned on the hem. The onlookers looked on with a curious silence, befuddled by the entire event, looked on with nervous anticipation at what seemed like some kind of raid.
Finally, the soldiers lined up across the whole lobby, leaving a gap where the doors were. The two on either side of the gap opened the doors to let through one final person. With a slow march, the silhouette of a tall figure strode through the afternoon light. As the person came closer, entering the hospital, Emmett could make out the definite shape of a slender woman. She was quite imposing in just her height, marching confidently among her troops. Her uniform, however, was extremely different: she wore a dark-grey, tight-fitting bodysuit accessorized with an unzipped cropped jacket and a belt that hung limply across her wide hips. The belt seemed equipped with all manner of small pouches all the way around. Fingerless gauntlets covered her entire forearms, armed with steel knuckles matching her steel-toed combat boots that attached up to her armored knee pads. Emmett gulped, as it seemed this woman was poised for combat.
Dr. Morris presented himself to the invading troopers with a defiant expression. The woman continued to march forward as her soldiers filled in the gap she left behind.
“You must be the director of this establishment,” she spoke pragmatically, her voice stern and serious.
“I am.” Dr. Morris replied calmly. “I imagine… this has something to do with all the strange happenings as of late,” his voice wavered, but he kept clear eye contact with the striking woman that towered over him.
“You are very perceptive,” she replied without a hint of casualness. “We received a call that there would be some manner of magical anomalies centered at this establishment.”
Emmett’s eyes shot wide as he realized that this all definitely had to do with him and Lilith: “Should I… go down?” he thought to himself. “They seem pretty serious… What if they just shoot me dead or something? Lilith said I had some kind of great power inside me.” He gritted his teeth as his mind swirled with indecisive ideas. “Can I trust these guys? Do they fight demons too?” He eyed all of their equipment and army-like stature. “They seem like they kick some kind of ass; hopefully not ours.”
“Magical anomalies.” Dr. Morris said this out loud, then chuckled to himself. “You know if I was a lot younger… I would’ve laughed at you and called the police.”
The woman’s stoic gaze was resolute. Even at Dr. Morris’s cheerful dialogue, nothing close to a grin broke on her face. But as unsettled as the rest of the staff was, Dr. Morris was equally unbending in his sunny expression.
“Is this some kind of a joke?” Another doctor broke out from behind Dr. Morris. “Magic? I don’t even-”
Dr. Morris’ arm shot out, signaling the doctor to stand down. “Settle down, Dr. Fenton. Let me take care of this.”
“No, I’ve just about had it!” The doctor cried out, distraught.
Another doctor put her hand on his shoulder, “Just, calm down, now isn’t the time,” she muttered calmly, though her words also faltered with anxiety.
“It isn’t the time!? Don’t you remember? Or is this another memory that’s been wiped out from among us?” he shouted. The female doctor stepped back, as if afraid of what he had just stated. “I- There… There are days where I can’t even remember what I did… times in my schedule that are just… blanks!”
“It seems this is indeed the target. The message was accurate,” the woman stated in a stern monotone.
“Please. Help us, tell us what’s going on!” A nurse called out.
“This really is the work of the devil, isn’t it!?” Another cried out.
“This isn’t some movie! These guys are here to fix some gas leak!” Another countered.
“It’s a terrorist attack!”
“It’s the government, they planted nanites in our water!”
Dr. Morris looked at all of his agitated staff, and finally, his bubbly resolve began to break into nervousness. “This is… this is some kind of… magic, isn’t it? Please, help me understand-”
The woman completely ignored all of their desperate pleas. “Has the perimeter been secured?” she asked one trooper behind her.
The trooper swiftly saluted. “Yes, ma’am!”
“Fire when ready,” she commanded coldly.
Emmett’s chest began to heave and pound with fear at those words. “What the fuck-”
Each of the troopers thrust their right palms forward, revealing some kind of circular stone with a symbol carved into it embedded within the rubber material of their hands. The stones gradually lit up with a soft, mystical whir, each resounding into the air until the light hum evolved into a deep, eerie buzz as each trooper presented their palms.
“W-what is this?” Dr. Morris asked in horror, but he was ultimately ignored. His staff looked on with reluctance now, each of them backing away slowly and their faces now melted with looks of worry and fear.
Finally, one of the stones flashed with a small, sudden spark. A single pulse of pure light shot like a bullet out from one of the trooper’s hands, striking a nurse right in the face. She hit the floor instantly with a thud, her body sprawled limply.
“Run!” one of the doctors screamed. The staff quickly began to scatter in a massive uproar. They tripped over themselves, some took cover behind the reception desk, others ran to other rooms. Some brave ones started to rush at the troopers with roars of defiance, but it was too late. They let loose a volley of the small bolts of light, each finding their targets as they struck several of the staff members in the face, each falling, pathetically falling to the ground unconscious. Dr. Morris turned to run, but he too was quickly struck in the back of the head, causing him to tumble forward lifelessly. The ones in motion rolled or slid like ragdolls across the floor as they were shot. Female doctors and nurses let loose heart-shattering shrieks of panic, but one after another they were silenced as they, too, were shot by the bullets of light. Soon, the turmoil of fearful voices was slowly but surely culled, leaving the lobby with nothing but a chilling silence as the troopers quickly began to advance without hesitation.
“Prep them for memory reallocation,” the tall woman commanded with icy apathy. Some of the troopers began to kneel over the bodies, turning them on their backs, then attaching another kind of circular, grey stone to their foreheads. As they placed the stones, a cool blue light emitted from the symbols carved into the stone’s surface. A circle of light then floated up and out of the stone, growing in size as it rose. Within the circle, small symbols and designs formed out of pure light, creating what Emmett recognized as a magical seal similar to the one he had drawn before. Each of the kneeling troopers pressed a button on their goggles that extended their lenses out as they focused on the floating magical inscriptions.
The doctors and nurses huddled around Emmett were long gone, some of whom’s fast-paced footsteps he could still hear pattering down the hall. But he was frozen, eyes unblinking, still squatting down, overlooking the lobby. The troopers began to split into each of the rooms, with some more yells of terror resounding out, followed by a quick muffled flash of light and a thud. As some troopers advanced and neared the stairwell, the utter terror finally found him, the blood finally rushing to his legs. He quickly shot up and ran down the hallway.
As he made his way down, he could hear others attempting to dial phones for help. “It’s disconnected! What the fuck is going on!?” They cried in another room.
Another called out from another room. “Mine isn’t working either! What’s happening?”
Emmett rushed into his own room and recollected his belongings into his school bag. He made his way to his window, ready to jump out. However, he could see other staff members already outside, attempting to outrun more troopers stationed on the lawn.
“Damn!” Emmett cursed out. His knees began to tremble as he could hear several cries of panic down the hall, each getting closer and closer, accompanied by the heavy stomping of the troopers marching.
Emmett drew his phone from his bag. He quickly dialed 911, but his heart dropped as the dial tone hung and quickly dropped.
“Shit…”
With a loud crack, the door to his room swung open as the silver sheen of the trooper pierced the corner of his eye. He spun around to see one final image: the trooper with his palm thrust out, and the sigil inscribed into the stone within his palm, followed by the instant yellow flash.