Re: Battle For Freedom (Multi XO, UC, Adult) Pt.28 pg.23 8-9-09
Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 5:34 pm
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Part 29: Dark Whispers XV
Liz didn’t know how she was supposed to feel about the spell. Eric Simms had handed her the now infamous spell book earlier and told her to look over the spell she was going to have to perform. It still bothered her that she had to endure the ritual that Tyler and Jasmine preformed.
It was a spell to use wandless magic. The thought of not using a wand frightened Liz. That was a skill that only powerful wizards who were hundreds of years old were supposed to have not teenagers. Tyler had already displayed wandless magic earlier that day when he made his mother’s prized Egyptian cauldron explode when he waved his hand.
Eric Simms had explained that since two of the members of the bond had the power upgrade the rest of us needed it or else the bond would continue to be in chaos. It all made Liz’s head spin and she was having a hard time concentrating. The petite brunette looked back down at the page and her nose wrinkled for the thousandth time since she received the book.
The book came with graphic drawings that coincided with each ritual. Next to the ritual that Liz and Caleb were next to endure was an explicit drawing of a man and a woman engaging in carnal pleasures something that she was not ready to see. It was a complex ritual and one that just reading it left a bitter taste in Liz’s mouth.
The spell mentioned sex as an essential element which had confused Liz to no end. It took a very flustered Eric Simms an hour to explain to Liz that the Ancient Greeks had it right when they said the best way to transcend the physical bonds was through sexual intercourse. Liz had to fight the urge to run away as her best friend’s father described to her in explicit detail how sex opened up magical channels that many were not privy to.
Liz was worried about the ritual and one particular aspect of the ritual, sex. She had never had sex with Caleb and now she was going to be right in the thick of it and she had to admit her lack of knowledge on the subject unnerved her. She was so used to knowing what she was getting into before jumping into a situation and with Caleb she was walking in blind.
Even after speaking to Caleb, Liz did not feel better. The two of them had sat down and discussed what they were going to do. It was a long drawn out conversation and an unsettling one.
Caleb had begged and pleaded with Eric Simms to be allowed to be intimate with Liz before the ceremony. Liz was touched that her boyfriend did not want their first time together to be so clinical but Eric shot their hopes down. The ritual was more powerful if two virgins were involved.
Liz cracked a smile when she remembered Caleb’s embarrassed stammering. She knew he hadn’t had sex before Reid told her as much. Liz saw nothing wrong with his inexperience but apparently Caleb did. At the end of the day she chalked it all to a guy thing and left it alone.
A knock on the bedroom door startled Liz as she looked up from the spell book towards the heavy wooden door. “Come in,” she called softly closing the book.
Serena stuck her redhead into the room her eyes searching for Liz. Relief flooded through the witch when she saw Liz sitting on the bed Indian style. The girl quickly closed the door and scurried over to the bed and jumped onto the bed next to Liz.
“Lizzie Black I’z am freaking out.”
“Me too.”
“Lizzie what are we gonna tell people at school? Theyz already think wez are a bunch of freaks this iz just gonna solidify dat.”
“Serena they don’t think we are freaks, a little odd but not freaks. This is a magical problem Serena and I have a feeling we are worrying over nothing when it comes to our school friends. At this point I am thinking that nothing can rattle the lot of them.”
Serena just shook her head at her friend. “No Lizzie dis iz major they have never seen anything like it. This will be weird even for them.”
An image of herself pregnant walking around in her school uniform popped into Liz’s head making her wrinkle her nose. “Okay so they might think it is a little weird.”
“Den there iz the whole who iz tryin ta kill you thing.” Serena said nudging Liz in the shoulder.
Liz blew out a deep worried break twisting her hands in her lap as nervous energy suddenly filled her. “I know and trust me I am still losing sleep over that. Paul and Ryan keep telling me that Plank and Prince are on it though.”
Serena frowned a dark look on her face. “They know who did it then and are just waiting to move in on them.”
“Do you…do you think it is the same person that killed Cory?”
A pang went through the two girls as they thought of their fallen friend. It still kept them up at night that no one had found their best friend’s killer yet. Cory had been so full of life one moment and then some unknown monster took him away from them leaving a permanent scar in their connection. Late at night when they were all alone each member of the group could acutely feel the void where their friend was supposed to be.
Serena leaned against Liz feeling a dark shiver take control of her. “Yeah I do. I’z don’t know why but I’z do.”
Across the State in the hidden magical school the gears of a plan were starting to turn as a man made his way down the empty corridors of the school. He found it unusual that Heidi Prince the dueling professor wished to see him. Dillings had received her letter and understood the underlying threats in her letter as to what would happen to him if he didn’t show up at the location she desired.
The woman was cunning and he knew she was up to something. He could smell something afoul in the air and his suspicions started to rise. Dillings moved through the bowels of the school towards the dungeons where he saw candle light flickering out into the hall in front of him.
“Ms. Prince?” he called out.
“In here,” her voice rang through the stone halls making it sound as though he were surrounded.
“Would you mind telling me dear child what the meaning of all this is?” he asked as he entered the dungeon.
The door slammed shut behind him before he could register that the dungeon was no longer his prison but a strange looking room covered in runes. Heidi Prince sat in the center of the room on a throne like chair her legs crossed as she twirled her wand between her nimble fingers.
“So glad you could join me Tom,” she sighed her eyes snapping to his.
“My name is not Tom.”
Her tinkling laugh startled him as gates of cold hate slammed over her eyes. “Of course it is. Did you really think I was so stupid to not realize the Dark Lord was at my school?”
The confused expression on Dillings’s face changed so quickly to a look of dark humor that she would have been surprised had she not anticipated such a flippant change. “You know my dear girl you are far more clever than I gave you credit for.”
“I know it is part of why I am so good.”
“So what gave me away?” the man hissed. Heidi wanted to shudder when she realized that it was not Dillings mouth that moved.
“Little things here and there but what really tipped us all off was when you cursed Liz at the tournament.”
A scowl appeared on the older man’s face as he advanced slowly towards Heidi. She really was far too perceptive, too perceptive to live. He slowly moved about the room taking in the runes all around him while mentally cursing himself for not paying more attention in ancient runes.
Heidi could tell the Dark Lord was plotting inside Dillings. She knew he had not yet figured out what the runes meant but she had no doubt he would once he looked closer. They were set to make escape almost impossible. The runes were designed so that only one of them would be able to walk out of the room alive and she fully intended to be that person.
Heidi Prince stood up and the throne disappeared leaving her standing alone in the middle of the room. She knew the moment Voldemort figured out what the runes meant as he let out a dark chuckle from behind her.
“You are a very foolish girl to trap yourself here with me.”
“That or very clever.” She added slowly turning to face Dillings.
“Only one of us is going to walk out of here alive.”
“Oh I know that I planned it that way. It is an insurance policy if you will. You have answers I want and you are going to answer them.”
“Good luck with that,” he hissed laughing at her.
Heidi wiggled her fingers subtly watching as ropes materialized and flung themselves towards Dillings. The man was housing the Dark Lord though and the robes burned away before they had a chance to touch him. Prince silently cast two spells one a stunner and the other a charm to confuse the man. She then used her wand to cast a net charm and whipped it towards the man who turned out to be a rather crafty fighter.
The woman jumped out of the way as several nasty looking red spells speed towards her narrowly missing her shoulder. She heard them sizzle on impact with the stone walls and mentally cringed when she realized they were salt acid spells. Heidi stepped up her game sending harmless spells towards the Dark Lord trying to find a pattern of casting but the man was too good never moving the same way always keeping on his toes. In a lot of ways the Dark Lord’s fighting style reminded her of Professor Plank.
The two wizards slowly danced around the room never taking their eyes off one another. She knew that in a duel she would lose against the Dark Lord so she had to come up with another way to subdue the man. Her mind worked quickly as she thought of spells that would freeze or suspend the man.
Voldemort made the first move this time firing spells at her that were meant to cripple or kill her forcing Heidi to doge and duck rapidly. The small woman cringed when she felt a strange spell scrape her right thigh. She knew the moment she smelt the distinctive burning flesh smell that it was a snake flame spell meant to give the enemy a fierce bite that if not treated within three hours would become deadly.
Heidi cast a blizzard charm with her wand using the natural moisture in the dungeon air to create the snow. While she cast a spell with her wand Heidi began a simultaneous chant in her mind using her hand to direct the energy at the Dark Lord. It was only be sheer luck that the spell hit the Dark Lord as he was sidetracked by her blizzard. She watched as a green haze surrounded Dillings before it snapped around him like a rubber band lifting him into the air immobilized.
She couldn’t believe it worked. Heidi didn’t allow herself time to absorb what she had done as she made a metal muggle surgical instrument table appear next to her from a small stone and transfigured her ring into instruments. Muggles at least had one part of their hospitals right, the torture instruments were great.
“We are going to have a little chat in just a moment Dillings but first I have something to take care of.” Heidi said as she pulled a small square out of her robes setting it on the ground waving her wand over it. The small square turned into a large book that flipped to the page she needed. The ancient symbols seemed to whisper in the room as Heidi steeled herself for the spell.
“I promised to get rid of you by any means necessary and that is exactly what I am going to do.”
“What do you think you can do to me Prince?” Dillings asked sounding drunk as the Dark Lord screamed inside him.
“Well I figure that since the Dark Lord is possessing you that means he does not have a physical form. This spell will banish him from you and leave just you and me.”
Dillings laughed softly unable to do more than loll his head about. “If he is out of me he is free to come after you.”
“I thought of that too which is why I am making the banishment more specific. It will not last forever but it will give me enough time to prepare for him.”
She was going to send the Dark Lord to the Black Forest in Romania. It was a magically protected forest that was sort of like a container for magical problems that people did not know how to solve. Many who entered the forest never returned and if by some miracle they did they were half insane.
Heidi let out a deep cleansing breath before she began the chant. The words rolled off her tongue like a barbaric poem as the energy in the room charged dangerously calling on the runes to do her bidding. She could feel her core kick into overtime as the magical energy swam through her. Prince ignored the groans coming from Dillings as the Dark Lord was ripped from him.
The smoky essence that was the Dark Lord floated angrily in front of her as she finished the last few words of the spell. In an angry rush the spirit was pushed from the room and out of the country. Heidi knew the moment the Dark Lord reached the Black Forest as relief swept through her, but it was sort lived as Dillings groaned in front of her. She had work to do.
In Ipswich the planets had aligned just right and the group of bonded teens knew that their time had run out. Night had fallen and the time of the ritual had come upon them. The Garwin’s left their home that night to stay with the Simms family. The charged magical atmosphere would be too charged that night for the younger Garwin children to stay so the family except for Reid left.
Liz could barely think as she sat on her bed waiting for Caleb. The room that had been so comforting to her in her time of need was transformed into a dark sterile room. She felt ill as she felt him drawing closer to her room.
He did not knock as he entered his dark brooding eyes seeking hers. The pain in his dark eyes pulled at her heart. She knew that this was not how he wanted things but they were helpless.
“Caleb,” she greeted shakily.
“Liz,” he whispered his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.
She could feel the fear rolling off him destroying all her willpower to resist him, resist the ritual. Liz crawled forward and rested on her knees opening her arms for him.
“Come here,” she called softly sighing when he barreled towards her.
His arms wrapped around her waist hiking her up closer to him. As the skin of her belly brushed against his Liz was painfully reminded that the two of them were only in their undergarments, to Liz it felt like nothing.
Caleb moved closer to the bed pushing her back slightly as he leaned down over her. She didn’t even see the dagger coming as he made a slice over her right breast his lips falling to the red river taking it in. The wound burned as his tongue tried to soothe it but it was a shallow cut and she was unable to block the pain.
Liz felt the heavy dagger meet her hand as Caleb’s dark eyes met her eyes again, his lips still on her chest. He slowly moved off of her kissing the wound softly as she reached up with the dagger trying not to think of the blood she was about to ingest.
“My blood, your blood,” Liz whispered slicking him over his heart her mouth moving to the wound.
“Our blood,” Caleb whispered holding her head to him. It was the standard opening call for a blood spell but Caleb was having a hard time thinking as Liz’s tongue traced the angry red line.
Liz pulled her head away looking up at him as his lips crashed down to hers. Caleb knew he needed to arouse his girl if the ritual was going to work. His mind cleared as he focused on Liz who eagerly pulled him towards her. Her fingers tangled in his hair tugging just enough to make his eyes roll in pleasure. He ran his hands over any skin he could enjoying the free reign he had for the first time.
Caleb felt one of her small legs hook around his hips bringing him closer to her core. Her warmth surprised him as he instinctively ground against her making her keen. He kissed her swollen lips nipping her bottom lip the way she liked. His lips moved over her face and down her neck pausing to spend time on spot he knew drove her wild.
Her hands roamed over his back pulling him tighter to her. Liz gasped as Caleb sucked the sensitive spot on her collarbone warmth rushing to her stomach. “Caleb,” she called out bucking against his hips. He groaned against her skin holding her hip pulling her center closer to him.
She couldn’t stand it she wanted his mouth on her desperately. Liz leaned up slightly pushing Caleb off of her as she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Caleb gasped when more of her skin was revealed to him. He stared in awe as he was allowed his first glimpse of her chest. She was not small nor was his girl large she had what he thought was the perfect size chest. He couldn’t help himself as his head leaned forward and he captured her nipple in his mouth.
Her breathing increased as the strange new feelings washed over her. The warmth of his mouth felt wonderful and his tongue sent sparks through her breast. She was helpless to stop a moan from escaping her as she felt him suck and pull at her breast.
Caleb groaned against her feeling her move about beneath him. Her small hands grabbed at him pulling him tight to her. He kissed his way across her chest and nuzzled her other breast. She felt so soft and warm he wanted to hold her against him forever. He grunted in pleasure when he felt Liz grind against him, his dick twitching when he felt her damp heat on him.
Caleb pulled away and looked down at his flushed girlfriend. “You going to be okay sweetie?” he asked softly as he hooked his fingers around the elastic of her panties.
“Yes,” she whispered trying not to give into the fear as she raised her hips for him.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered feeling ill as he lowered his boxers.
Her warm hand cupped the side of his face making him look at her. “It has to be done.”
Caleb nodded feeling his knees shake as he moved up her small body covering her tiny form with his. “I love you my Liz,” he whispered.
“And I you.”
Caleb kissed her puffy lips as he looked into her doe eyes. She could feel him positioning himself at her entrance the fear rising into her throat. His tip was poised at her opening as his hips reared back slightly before he thrust inside her in one large painful swoop tearing her painfully.
“Dea!” he roared calling for the goddess.
Liz screamed her small frame seizing as he tore her. Her virgin barrier making the tearing worse as warm liquid filled her. She tried to block out the pain as Caleb spit out the incantation his face a mask of pain and horror as she cried beneath him. Her only comfort was that it would have been worse if she was not aroused beforehand. As it was she felt her life’s blood coating his length as he continued to thrust in and out of her prolonging her pain.
Blood bound them together and blood was going to unlock a new level of power. Caleb said the last word and emptied himself inside of Liz.
The two of them gasped as fire roared through their veins. Caleb cried out in pain when it reached his eyes. He heard Liz scream and forced himself to look at her to see if she was alright. What he saw shocked him.
Her brown eyes were now solid black not a speck of brown or white. From her horrified gaze he gathered his eyes looked the same as the burning slowed to a dull blaze.
“Liz,” he whispered running a shaky hand over her. His eyes felt like they had been altered as he saw colors and shapes clearer than ever before. He looked his tiny girlfriend over and couldn’t help the cry that left him when he saw all the blood coming from her.
“Shit, Liz.” He gasped grabbing his wand. He tried to cast a blood clotting spell but the wand burned in his hand.
“Bathtub,” she croaked. “Ryan said put me in a bathtub.”
Caleb got up on shaky legs and carried his girlfriend into her bathroom trying to ignore Louise’s screams of pain coming from the room next door. He held Liz in his lap as he turned on the taps trying to block out his inner voice that called him a monster for what he had done to Liz.
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Part 29: Dark Whispers XV
Liz didn’t know how she was supposed to feel about the spell. Eric Simms had handed her the now infamous spell book earlier and told her to look over the spell she was going to have to perform. It still bothered her that she had to endure the ritual that Tyler and Jasmine preformed.
It was a spell to use wandless magic. The thought of not using a wand frightened Liz. That was a skill that only powerful wizards who were hundreds of years old were supposed to have not teenagers. Tyler had already displayed wandless magic earlier that day when he made his mother’s prized Egyptian cauldron explode when he waved his hand.
Eric Simms had explained that since two of the members of the bond had the power upgrade the rest of us needed it or else the bond would continue to be in chaos. It all made Liz’s head spin and she was having a hard time concentrating. The petite brunette looked back down at the page and her nose wrinkled for the thousandth time since she received the book.
The book came with graphic drawings that coincided with each ritual. Next to the ritual that Liz and Caleb were next to endure was an explicit drawing of a man and a woman engaging in carnal pleasures something that she was not ready to see. It was a complex ritual and one that just reading it left a bitter taste in Liz’s mouth.
The spell mentioned sex as an essential element which had confused Liz to no end. It took a very flustered Eric Simms an hour to explain to Liz that the Ancient Greeks had it right when they said the best way to transcend the physical bonds was through sexual intercourse. Liz had to fight the urge to run away as her best friend’s father described to her in explicit detail how sex opened up magical channels that many were not privy to.
Liz was worried about the ritual and one particular aspect of the ritual, sex. She had never had sex with Caleb and now she was going to be right in the thick of it and she had to admit her lack of knowledge on the subject unnerved her. She was so used to knowing what she was getting into before jumping into a situation and with Caleb she was walking in blind.
Even after speaking to Caleb, Liz did not feel better. The two of them had sat down and discussed what they were going to do. It was a long drawn out conversation and an unsettling one.
Caleb had begged and pleaded with Eric Simms to be allowed to be intimate with Liz before the ceremony. Liz was touched that her boyfriend did not want their first time together to be so clinical but Eric shot their hopes down. The ritual was more powerful if two virgins were involved.
Liz cracked a smile when she remembered Caleb’s embarrassed stammering. She knew he hadn’t had sex before Reid told her as much. Liz saw nothing wrong with his inexperience but apparently Caleb did. At the end of the day she chalked it all to a guy thing and left it alone.
A knock on the bedroom door startled Liz as she looked up from the spell book towards the heavy wooden door. “Come in,” she called softly closing the book.
Serena stuck her redhead into the room her eyes searching for Liz. Relief flooded through the witch when she saw Liz sitting on the bed Indian style. The girl quickly closed the door and scurried over to the bed and jumped onto the bed next to Liz.
“Lizzie Black I’z am freaking out.”
“Me too.”
“Lizzie what are we gonna tell people at school? Theyz already think wez are a bunch of freaks this iz just gonna solidify dat.”
“Serena they don’t think we are freaks, a little odd but not freaks. This is a magical problem Serena and I have a feeling we are worrying over nothing when it comes to our school friends. At this point I am thinking that nothing can rattle the lot of them.”
Serena just shook her head at her friend. “No Lizzie dis iz major they have never seen anything like it. This will be weird even for them.”
An image of herself pregnant walking around in her school uniform popped into Liz’s head making her wrinkle her nose. “Okay so they might think it is a little weird.”
“Den there iz the whole who iz tryin ta kill you thing.” Serena said nudging Liz in the shoulder.
Liz blew out a deep worried break twisting her hands in her lap as nervous energy suddenly filled her. “I know and trust me I am still losing sleep over that. Paul and Ryan keep telling me that Plank and Prince are on it though.”
Serena frowned a dark look on her face. “They know who did it then and are just waiting to move in on them.”
“Do you…do you think it is the same person that killed Cory?”
A pang went through the two girls as they thought of their fallen friend. It still kept them up at night that no one had found their best friend’s killer yet. Cory had been so full of life one moment and then some unknown monster took him away from them leaving a permanent scar in their connection. Late at night when they were all alone each member of the group could acutely feel the void where their friend was supposed to be.
Serena leaned against Liz feeling a dark shiver take control of her. “Yeah I do. I’z don’t know why but I’z do.”
Across the State in the hidden magical school the gears of a plan were starting to turn as a man made his way down the empty corridors of the school. He found it unusual that Heidi Prince the dueling professor wished to see him. Dillings had received her letter and understood the underlying threats in her letter as to what would happen to him if he didn’t show up at the location she desired.
The woman was cunning and he knew she was up to something. He could smell something afoul in the air and his suspicions started to rise. Dillings moved through the bowels of the school towards the dungeons where he saw candle light flickering out into the hall in front of him.
“Ms. Prince?” he called out.
“In here,” her voice rang through the stone halls making it sound as though he were surrounded.
“Would you mind telling me dear child what the meaning of all this is?” he asked as he entered the dungeon.
The door slammed shut behind him before he could register that the dungeon was no longer his prison but a strange looking room covered in runes. Heidi Prince sat in the center of the room on a throne like chair her legs crossed as she twirled her wand between her nimble fingers.
“So glad you could join me Tom,” she sighed her eyes snapping to his.
“My name is not Tom.”
Her tinkling laugh startled him as gates of cold hate slammed over her eyes. “Of course it is. Did you really think I was so stupid to not realize the Dark Lord was at my school?”
The confused expression on Dillings’s face changed so quickly to a look of dark humor that she would have been surprised had she not anticipated such a flippant change. “You know my dear girl you are far more clever than I gave you credit for.”
“I know it is part of why I am so good.”
“So what gave me away?” the man hissed. Heidi wanted to shudder when she realized that it was not Dillings mouth that moved.
“Little things here and there but what really tipped us all off was when you cursed Liz at the tournament.”
A scowl appeared on the older man’s face as he advanced slowly towards Heidi. She really was far too perceptive, too perceptive to live. He slowly moved about the room taking in the runes all around him while mentally cursing himself for not paying more attention in ancient runes.
Heidi could tell the Dark Lord was plotting inside Dillings. She knew he had not yet figured out what the runes meant but she had no doubt he would once he looked closer. They were set to make escape almost impossible. The runes were designed so that only one of them would be able to walk out of the room alive and she fully intended to be that person.
Heidi Prince stood up and the throne disappeared leaving her standing alone in the middle of the room. She knew the moment Voldemort figured out what the runes meant as he let out a dark chuckle from behind her.
“You are a very foolish girl to trap yourself here with me.”
“That or very clever.” She added slowly turning to face Dillings.
“Only one of us is going to walk out of here alive.”
“Oh I know that I planned it that way. It is an insurance policy if you will. You have answers I want and you are going to answer them.”
“Good luck with that,” he hissed laughing at her.
Heidi wiggled her fingers subtly watching as ropes materialized and flung themselves towards Dillings. The man was housing the Dark Lord though and the robes burned away before they had a chance to touch him. Prince silently cast two spells one a stunner and the other a charm to confuse the man. She then used her wand to cast a net charm and whipped it towards the man who turned out to be a rather crafty fighter.
The woman jumped out of the way as several nasty looking red spells speed towards her narrowly missing her shoulder. She heard them sizzle on impact with the stone walls and mentally cringed when she realized they were salt acid spells. Heidi stepped up her game sending harmless spells towards the Dark Lord trying to find a pattern of casting but the man was too good never moving the same way always keeping on his toes. In a lot of ways the Dark Lord’s fighting style reminded her of Professor Plank.
The two wizards slowly danced around the room never taking their eyes off one another. She knew that in a duel she would lose against the Dark Lord so she had to come up with another way to subdue the man. Her mind worked quickly as she thought of spells that would freeze or suspend the man.
Voldemort made the first move this time firing spells at her that were meant to cripple or kill her forcing Heidi to doge and duck rapidly. The small woman cringed when she felt a strange spell scrape her right thigh. She knew the moment she smelt the distinctive burning flesh smell that it was a snake flame spell meant to give the enemy a fierce bite that if not treated within three hours would become deadly.
Heidi cast a blizzard charm with her wand using the natural moisture in the dungeon air to create the snow. While she cast a spell with her wand Heidi began a simultaneous chant in her mind using her hand to direct the energy at the Dark Lord. It was only be sheer luck that the spell hit the Dark Lord as he was sidetracked by her blizzard. She watched as a green haze surrounded Dillings before it snapped around him like a rubber band lifting him into the air immobilized.
She couldn’t believe it worked. Heidi didn’t allow herself time to absorb what she had done as she made a metal muggle surgical instrument table appear next to her from a small stone and transfigured her ring into instruments. Muggles at least had one part of their hospitals right, the torture instruments were great.
“We are going to have a little chat in just a moment Dillings but first I have something to take care of.” Heidi said as she pulled a small square out of her robes setting it on the ground waving her wand over it. The small square turned into a large book that flipped to the page she needed. The ancient symbols seemed to whisper in the room as Heidi steeled herself for the spell.
“I promised to get rid of you by any means necessary and that is exactly what I am going to do.”
“What do you think you can do to me Prince?” Dillings asked sounding drunk as the Dark Lord screamed inside him.
“Well I figure that since the Dark Lord is possessing you that means he does not have a physical form. This spell will banish him from you and leave just you and me.”
Dillings laughed softly unable to do more than loll his head about. “If he is out of me he is free to come after you.”
“I thought of that too which is why I am making the banishment more specific. It will not last forever but it will give me enough time to prepare for him.”
She was going to send the Dark Lord to the Black Forest in Romania. It was a magically protected forest that was sort of like a container for magical problems that people did not know how to solve. Many who entered the forest never returned and if by some miracle they did they were half insane.
Heidi let out a deep cleansing breath before she began the chant. The words rolled off her tongue like a barbaric poem as the energy in the room charged dangerously calling on the runes to do her bidding. She could feel her core kick into overtime as the magical energy swam through her. Prince ignored the groans coming from Dillings as the Dark Lord was ripped from him.
The smoky essence that was the Dark Lord floated angrily in front of her as she finished the last few words of the spell. In an angry rush the spirit was pushed from the room and out of the country. Heidi knew the moment the Dark Lord reached the Black Forest as relief swept through her, but it was sort lived as Dillings groaned in front of her. She had work to do.
In Ipswich the planets had aligned just right and the group of bonded teens knew that their time had run out. Night had fallen and the time of the ritual had come upon them. The Garwin’s left their home that night to stay with the Simms family. The charged magical atmosphere would be too charged that night for the younger Garwin children to stay so the family except for Reid left.
Liz could barely think as she sat on her bed waiting for Caleb. The room that had been so comforting to her in her time of need was transformed into a dark sterile room. She felt ill as she felt him drawing closer to her room.
He did not knock as he entered his dark brooding eyes seeking hers. The pain in his dark eyes pulled at her heart. She knew that this was not how he wanted things but they were helpless.
“Caleb,” she greeted shakily.
“Liz,” he whispered his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat.
She could feel the fear rolling off him destroying all her willpower to resist him, resist the ritual. Liz crawled forward and rested on her knees opening her arms for him.
“Come here,” she called softly sighing when he barreled towards her.
His arms wrapped around her waist hiking her up closer to him. As the skin of her belly brushed against his Liz was painfully reminded that the two of them were only in their undergarments, to Liz it felt like nothing.
Caleb moved closer to the bed pushing her back slightly as he leaned down over her. She didn’t even see the dagger coming as he made a slice over her right breast his lips falling to the red river taking it in. The wound burned as his tongue tried to soothe it but it was a shallow cut and she was unable to block the pain.
Liz felt the heavy dagger meet her hand as Caleb’s dark eyes met her eyes again, his lips still on her chest. He slowly moved off of her kissing the wound softly as she reached up with the dagger trying not to think of the blood she was about to ingest.
“My blood, your blood,” Liz whispered slicking him over his heart her mouth moving to the wound.
“Our blood,” Caleb whispered holding her head to him. It was the standard opening call for a blood spell but Caleb was having a hard time thinking as Liz’s tongue traced the angry red line.
Liz pulled her head away looking up at him as his lips crashed down to hers. Caleb knew he needed to arouse his girl if the ritual was going to work. His mind cleared as he focused on Liz who eagerly pulled him towards her. Her fingers tangled in his hair tugging just enough to make his eyes roll in pleasure. He ran his hands over any skin he could enjoying the free reign he had for the first time.
Caleb felt one of her small legs hook around his hips bringing him closer to her core. Her warmth surprised him as he instinctively ground against her making her keen. He kissed her swollen lips nipping her bottom lip the way she liked. His lips moved over her face and down her neck pausing to spend time on spot he knew drove her wild.
Her hands roamed over his back pulling him tighter to her. Liz gasped as Caleb sucked the sensitive spot on her collarbone warmth rushing to her stomach. “Caleb,” she called out bucking against his hips. He groaned against her skin holding her hip pulling her center closer to him.
She couldn’t stand it she wanted his mouth on her desperately. Liz leaned up slightly pushing Caleb off of her as she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Caleb gasped when more of her skin was revealed to him. He stared in awe as he was allowed his first glimpse of her chest. She was not small nor was his girl large she had what he thought was the perfect size chest. He couldn’t help himself as his head leaned forward and he captured her nipple in his mouth.
Her breathing increased as the strange new feelings washed over her. The warmth of his mouth felt wonderful and his tongue sent sparks through her breast. She was helpless to stop a moan from escaping her as she felt him suck and pull at her breast.
Caleb groaned against her feeling her move about beneath him. Her small hands grabbed at him pulling him tight to her. He kissed his way across her chest and nuzzled her other breast. She felt so soft and warm he wanted to hold her against him forever. He grunted in pleasure when he felt Liz grind against him, his dick twitching when he felt her damp heat on him.
Caleb pulled away and looked down at his flushed girlfriend. “You going to be okay sweetie?” he asked softly as he hooked his fingers around the elastic of her panties.
“Yes,” she whispered trying not to give into the fear as she raised her hips for him.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered feeling ill as he lowered his boxers.
Her warm hand cupped the side of his face making him look at her. “It has to be done.”
Caleb nodded feeling his knees shake as he moved up her small body covering her tiny form with his. “I love you my Liz,” he whispered.
“And I you.”
Caleb kissed her puffy lips as he looked into her doe eyes. She could feel him positioning himself at her entrance the fear rising into her throat. His tip was poised at her opening as his hips reared back slightly before he thrust inside her in one large painful swoop tearing her painfully.
“Dea!” he roared calling for the goddess.
Liz screamed her small frame seizing as he tore her. Her virgin barrier making the tearing worse as warm liquid filled her. She tried to block out the pain as Caleb spit out the incantation his face a mask of pain and horror as she cried beneath him. Her only comfort was that it would have been worse if she was not aroused beforehand. As it was she felt her life’s blood coating his length as he continued to thrust in and out of her prolonging her pain.
Blood bound them together and blood was going to unlock a new level of power. Caleb said the last word and emptied himself inside of Liz.
The two of them gasped as fire roared through their veins. Caleb cried out in pain when it reached his eyes. He heard Liz scream and forced himself to look at her to see if she was alright. What he saw shocked him.
Her brown eyes were now solid black not a speck of brown or white. From her horrified gaze he gathered his eyes looked the same as the burning slowed to a dull blaze.
“Liz,” he whispered running a shaky hand over her. His eyes felt like they had been altered as he saw colors and shapes clearer than ever before. He looked his tiny girlfriend over and couldn’t help the cry that left him when he saw all the blood coming from her.
“Shit, Liz.” He gasped grabbing his wand. He tried to cast a blood clotting spell but the wand burned in his hand.
“Bathtub,” she croaked. “Ryan said put me in a bathtub.”
Caleb got up on shaky legs and carried his girlfriend into her bathroom trying to ignore Louise’s screams of pain coming from the room next door. He held Liz in his lap as he turned on the taps trying to block out his inner voice that called him a monster for what he had done to Liz.