What's Hidden Beneath..

[poohlive]

There was a noticable change. Drake no longer kneeled in front of the cauldron, boiling and brewing up like some stereotype from a witch story, but he was sprawled across the floor next to it. His hands and legs jutted out from his body at uncomfortable angles, but he didn't move them.
Or perhaps it was that he couldn't move them. Most of the feeling in his body was now gone. In truth, he didn't even remember taking the terrible fall from a kneeling position to the uncomfortable attampt at a fetal position he was in now. Cold floorboard dug into his back, but even that was like a far away pain.
The smoke wafting up was no longer black. When it circled him before, it was a deep metallic black smoke, that made him think of old gunslinger movies he had watched once upon a time. The kind where the good guy would take out his 45 and put a slug in whoever happened to be fucking with him at the time. That smoke that came out of the barrel, wifting from the acess of tbe bullet, and the ever popular move to blow it away.
That was what had caressed him earlier. Now it wasn't black at all, it had changed to a deep purple. A magentic color that reminded him of a rainbow. A rainbow of entirely one color. He laughed aloud as he thought this.
A purple rainbow, spilling out of the black potion now being concoted inside his closet. It was enough to make any sane man chuckle.
His laughter was cut short, as the entity inside him moved once more. It rested against him, making him no longer feel the need to even smile. The purple smoke no longer rose from the cauldron, but tumbled down it.
It ran across the floor like a snake. If Drake could muster up enough strength to actually look, he would see it crawling towards him. Fingerlike wafts of purplish evil pushed themselves along towards him. The smoke went nowhere else but towards his waiting body.
It encircled him, and he knew at that point this was all mad. He wasn't simply trying to lift a curse, to help his family, but he was playing god. He was the gopher for evil sprouting up from the spoiled ground that had held it for hundreds of years.
A part of Drake, an old part, one that would shake feverishly in the presence of company and never look into the eyes of a woman, a part that still knew of morals, and still had an old scratch of paper that told everyone of how good he had done in sunday school, tried to struggle. Deep down, Drake tried to stop the madness he had created, but it was too late.
No one can stop the blood moon from rising, no one can just shut the door and stop death from coming for them. Even as he used the last of his strength to fight inside this purple rainbow clutching at him, he knew it was useless.
Inside the dying eyes of Drake, something else was born. It had taken nearly a hundred years, but that was just fine to him. In the land of death, time was always on your side.
Time, and some gullible patsy to sell his soul.
The game, in which everyone was now apart of, had just gone to a whole new level my friends. And so far, the devils were ahead.
God save us all, the devils are ahead.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

I had barely made it to the library when the room started to whirl out of control. My body feeling queasy all of the sudden as I groped for the near by chair.
Struggling to hold myself upright, I wondered what had brought this sudden ill feeling on? Perhaps what I ate for breakfast? Poisoning? That weird watering thing started happening in my mouth, my throat felt parched. I glanced at my hand and saw the wild shaking I couldn't seem to stop.
I tried to open my mouth and call out for help but the second it opened I fell on my knees to the floor. A grunt of pain coming out, spittle ran from my parted lips to my blouse. Clutching my hands in fists, I tried to rise up and move.
I couldn't summon the strength to do this, I couldn't seem to catch my breath and it felt like the fires of hell were burning my body. Sweat beaded and ran down my back, temples and my palms felt slimey.
"Oh god.." I groaned, the room kept spinning out of control. "Hel...p" I couldn't get the strength up nor the breath to call out loud enough. Tears began to fall down my cheeks, My ody shaking harder and harder, both hands landed flat on the rug I was kneeling on.
That repressing heat hit me again, this sick feeling twisting my stomach into knots. and then..blissfull black...



I heard chirping and a cooling breeze blow over me. My eyes popped open to stare up at the underside of the desk. My body feeling weak, I wondered how i got down here?
Lifting a hand to my forehead, I stopped it before my eyes as I seen it shaking.
I had passed out, bits and pieces were coming back. Little bit by little bit.

Rolling to my side, I cried out in pain, my hands moving instantly between my thighs as the pain speared through my center and up my back and stomach.
"OH GOD!" It hurt, I hurt badly, but why!?
I pressed a hand between my legs, stupidly thinking it would block the pain off when I felt the wetness. Glancing down at my hand pressing against me, I seen the blood. Saturating my pants and thighs. The jeans were covered with it, a gory sight to behold.
"Eww god dammit!" I rose to my feet, swaying slowly as another pain ripped through my body. Sweat once again broke out on my brow and the weakness took hold. My face twisted in anguish as another pain came again, this one stronger and deeper.
Crying out weakly, I fell back to my knees, tears flowing down my face as I tried to lay as still as possible to halt it all.
"Owie.. owie.. Oh god this hurts..." I whimpered to myself, my voice not carrying even two feet away.
I managed to get to my feet and up the stairs, though I had no idea just how?
Sniffling from the pain I ran a hot shower, stripped and stood inside. Leaning heavily against the wall, I let the tears of pain flow freely, it might help? Who knew.

 

[Shoty98]

Miranda

I watched from the side as all the linen was cleaned folded and put away. One less to be on the list for today. For a moment I wondered how everything else was going.
"Only one way to find out." I murmered softly, brushing the dust from my hands.
Making my way around I looked in on eveyone, made sure they were doing their jobs and pressed on. I stopped in te sitting room to find the maid and one of the stable boys engrossed in a heat kiss and each other.
"Back to work!" I bellowed, a smirk sliding across my features as I watched them scatter. I had to think of what would be done with the two later.
Picking up the tray I set upon it the bottle of Brandy, a glass and the small ice bucket. This would do nicely.
Climbing the stairs was nothing new to me, I had done it a billion times over the years. Today it was quick and hardly noticed. A slight detour down the west wing assured me that all was quiet and that the guests were resting peacefully.
a short time later I was in the east wing and passing Davids room, all was qiet there for the time being so I moved on. The air in the east wing got gradually cooler as I neared Lord Drakes chambers.
I didn't want to disturbe him but I wasn't sure that Harris had checked on him and if he wasn't feeling well who knew what could happen. I stood before the door nervous and trembling slightly, there was nothing more that I could do except take a deep breath and knock on the door.
The sound was hollow and for a few minutes there was no answer. With a shakey hand I grasped the door knob and turned it, pressing the door open and stepping into the room.
What I encountered frightened me, I stood there speachless and unable to move for a second or two. Drakes body looked lifeless on the floor. Nothing else seemed out of place or amiss, but that didn't stop me from looking around cautiously, the last thing my heart need was for someone to jump out of the shadows.
When I was confident no one was in the room I hurried to his side, set the tray on the floor and knelt beside him.
"Lord Drake are you alright?" My voice was soft but firm, it seemed to echo through the room as I shook him by his shoulder and tried to roll him over to fully lie on his back.
"Lord Drake?....."

 

[poohlive]

The lifeless body now befallen had overcome a small change. Unnoticable to anyone except those closest to the man. At this point in the game, little trifles could be dealt with anyway. He was too far now to think about small changes.
His eyes flickered, now longer a sea green, but a deadly black. Blue flicks were the only thing that made his stare anything but human.
Drake was gone. He was locked away somewhere, chained in a prison inside his own mind. A caged animal, only looking out through the world with a helpless cry. Life was nothing more than a television program, and the sad thing was he couldn't even change the channel.
All horror all the time.
Drake's mind was now gone, lost in a sea of morbid bile oozing around him, but parts were still open to the thing it now possessed. The creature that wore his skin, was inside his mind as well.
Which is why, when his eyes finally fluttered open, he could recognize that face which stared back at him. A woman, barely that, looking down with concern and care for her lame master now lying here, taken for dead.
Drake's hand came up fast behind her neck, grabbing onto her with a vicious grip. His fingers imbedding deeply into the fine hairs on the nape of her neck.
He leaned up, bringing his mouth to hers. A lover's kiss, if one could have seen them. An embrace with death himself. They might have simply seen the master fondling one of his servants. Even in this time it was done, and rarely talked about. In old castles like theses secrets oozed out of the walls.
As he kissed her, something dark came out. A blackish smoke, not unlike the stuff that had surrounded him not ten minutes before. It escaped his own lips, searching for hers, reaching out with poisonous accuracy to grab her.
Drake got up, closing the cabinet and then locking it. The cauldron's potion was of little use, but it was just as important no one found it. Better to burn as many bridges as possible. Or, as the americans might say, better safe than sorry.
He bent down to the woman, eye to eye. A deepening level a he looked into her, looked through her. For a moment flesh disappeared, and the naked soul was there for him to examine, to contort, to rape at his will.
Drake backed off though. He wouldn't do too much just yet. He simply wanted to test his powers, to see how good they way. after all of this time, he was still as sharp as an axe.
Insesintly he waved his hand across the vision of the concerned maid. The poison on her lips now dropping harmless to the floor, but those drops never made it. Before gravitiy finishes it's hold, they disappeared.
"You ok," his voice purred, "You kinda passd out there for a moment, you sure you are all right?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

Shower and dried, I tossed away my ruined clothes into a trash bag. Taking several pain killers since they were from 'over-the-counter' type, I crawled into the huge bed given to me and curled up on my side.
Facing the window, I could faintly see outside. Not that it mattered, I was hurting all over. I tried to figure out just how and why this had started now of all times? I had a set schedule, written in stone since I was merely thirteen years old and just discovering puberty and my dislike of p.m.s.
Now all these years later, something causes a total shift in my cycle? This was just too much, and that pain was something I didn't think would ever end.
I rang the butler, hoping Harris would arrive soon and help me?
Every now and then a shiver would race down my spine, my body trembling. Either I was cold, or suddenly hot. Then a pain would cause it, then a relief sigh would cause it. Just as it all would start all over again.
Closing my eyes, I fell to sleep, hoping this was just a weird dream?

 

[Shoty98]

Miranda

There was a blackness, deeper and darker than I had ever experienced, and in it was a presence. It stood by and for the time did nothing, but search and decipher who and what I was.
In a second, as though a switch had been flipped, the darkness was gone and I was looking into the eyes of Lord Drake once more.
His voice was strangely warm as he spoke, but it did little to still my trembling. I took a deep breath, clenched my hands to still them and rose from the floor.
"Oh no, i'm alright...my apologies sir. I don't now what came over me.....maybe I am just coming down with something...."
I remembered the tray on the floor and stooped quickly to pick it up, the contents rattling around a bit as I did so. Moving past him I set the tray down on the table before I dropped it and began for the door.
"Miss Christy told me you were not well, so I brought you some brandy. I-I should get back to work, there is much to do....I'm sorry.."
Fleeing the room I closed the door behind me and traveled a ways down the hall. There I stood for a time, my heart pounding in my chest and my breathing rapid.
What had happened, why had I passed out? Had there been something more than just the blackness? All these questions flooded my mind and swirled until I was dizzy with it. Maybe I should go lie down for a while, or maybe getting back to work would help.
I sighed softly and just closed my eyes for a moment, savoring the silence and getting my wits about me once more...

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

I awoke some time later, still hurting and still suffering that horrible curse! I hated this, and this was totally unexplainable!
And believe it or not, I wanted to go home.
Rising from the bed, I didn't get two feet before the pain started in. Biting back a cry, I carefully made my way to the bathroom and searched my bags.
Finding some prescription pain killers, I took two and slowly made my way back to the bed. but instead of laying down, i sat up. Suffering silently that nerve searing pain in my back and shoulders, hell even my toes hurt!
I hated this. fucking men got it so easy!
Glaring at the offending doorway, I wished silently it was a little closer, wouldnt take so long to get up off of my ass and get through it.
perhaps there was a doctor in the area who could help me? Someone with a car to take me to one? Something!
Laying back down, there was little I could do until this stopped.

 

[poohlive]

Hurried steps echoed through the empty halls as Drake made his way down the stairs. The lower levels of the castle weren't exactly a dungeon, but they were far from the garden variety of basements in any typical home.
If anything, he was walking into a simply extent of catacombs, with no real maze, but something of a feeling that there was more to the eye than what appeared.
Most of the walls were made of rocks imbedded in a hard gravel. Some of the newer additions, closer to the stairs had just gotten regular cement to finish the job. If one wasn't careful, they could really get hurt in here.
Drake moved through a series of tunnels, walking up to a small book on a pedastal. With a flick of his hands the book opened up to the right page just as he came up to it.
His eyes barely gazed over the incantation. He had read it so many times before, but even at this careful stage he took no chances.
The spell called for her to accept his seed willingly, but not that he couldn't forcibly prepare the womb. He was abusing this little loophole to the greatest of his strength.
Somewhere deep inside, Drake, watching the T.V. that was the rest of his life, struggled for just a moment, knowing what was going on. Thoughts floated through both of them. It was a wicked kind of osmosis how they were now connected.
Drake, the real Drake, knew everything, and could see what Christy was getting into.
His screams did nothing.
Drake's skin took out the small talisman. It was a rock, with a drop of blood on it. She was ready, as he saw the rock ooze with human blood, he knew she was ready.
His eyes closed, Drake recited the rest of the cantation. As he did, the book smashed close, and all at once the rock grew cold in his hands. It was nothing now, nothing more than an ordinary piece of granite, one among many in this tomb below the castle.
He wondered if Christy was ready for lunch.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

I had enough, I couldn't possibly take any more and nothing was helping to ease the discomfort in my body.
Rising from the bed, I slowly made my way towards the door. Stopping twice to clench up in pain, sweat began to bead on my forehead just in the ten feet I had walked.

"I've got to get out of here!" My only thoughts as I slowly made it to the door.

"NO!" I felt knocked back, falling to my ass away from the door and hard down onto the stone floor. Shaking I glanced around quickly, looking for the source of that voice?

Nothing!?

I was sitting alone in my room, No one was in here with me? Right?

"Oh god!" I felt a sharper pain tear through me and then suddenly it stopped. Unsure what to do, I sat there a moment, fearful of even breathing too loudly.

"Someone? Anyone here?" Tears streaked my face, my hands shook as I reached up to brush a stray whisp of hair from my eyes. Still, no one and no answer.

Rising to my feet I made it to the door way and the door opened easily enough. Gulping down the fear I pulled the door open quickly, widely and hurried to look out both ways.

Again, no one and nothing there.

Stepping out into the hallway, I slowly crept along towards the stairs, my heart hammering so painfully I felt like i was having a heart attack!

I easily made it to the stairs, gripping the bannister, I stood there at the top, still glancing around for someone. Pale and trembling, the weakness was crawling through my body and limb, it was getting harder and harder to remain upright. I hated this pms stuff, weakening me and for no reason!

I started down the stairs, my lips perced together, ignoring the pain as best I could. I at least needed something to drink. Some laced tea, anything!

"hello?" I called out weakly once more, hoping someone could hear me?

 

[poohlive]

Drake sat still, glancing out into the afternoon air. He was sitting beside a window, one that drew the light in just so it passed down on his features. A soft light that seemed almost angellic.
Lunch was set up, and he waited.
The butler came in, after specific orders to look for Christy. He found her at the bottom of the stairs, which made his job that much easier.
There's nothing like making his job easy, especially since there was a ton of other shit to do with all of these new arrivals in the house.
"Lunch is being served in the foyer, please," he looked at her carefully, passing judgement that perhaps she was drunk or something. Just like american's, it was still early in the afternoon.
"Miss, are you steady enough to join him?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

I glanced up at the butler, Harris blankly for a moment.
"I'm not sure I can Harris.. I am not well this afternoon.. Can someone possibly take me to a doctor?" I stood trembling still, the pains receeding but n ot drasticly enough for my tastes.
"Could you tell Lord Drake I am unwell, and send my appologies?" I sat down on the bottom step, just wanting to go to sleep to make this all stop.

 

[poohlive]

It was a few minutes before Drake came up. With the long flowing cloak on his back, shining with the afternoon sun clinging to the sides of the wall, he came up and kneeled next to her.
Her aroma entranced him. He could smell the life blood that had shed from her not an hour ago. It excited him as he took in her presence, weak there on the stairs.
"Not feeling well," his hand touched her knee, and a small spark emitted from that touch. Deep within him, Drake screamed with the thoughts that were clouding up his mind.
"Here, this is something my grandfather gave me, when I was a little boy. He said it had some weird mystical heling something or other, you know how old people are superstitious about things. I don't know if it'll help, but...."
He reached into a pocket, bringing out the cold rock in his hand. As he passed it to her, it grew warm in his hand, it sent off something that went straight to his brain, it manifested all of the dirty thoughts now chasing each other inside him.
He dropped it into her hand, and then held on tightly. He wanted to feel the bond between blood and stone, just for a second, feel the companion spark between the two.
And he did, there, in that luxurious open space on the staircase, he could actually feel the bond connected, and the pain being driven into the stone now in her palm and her heart.
For a moment it turned into a piercing red color, but then it was gone, might have been the sun hitting off it just right if Drake hadn't known it was coming.
"Better?" he asked, wiping away a strand of hair so he could look into her eyes.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

I glanced up through the messy hair infront of my face, Drake stood over me. His look was one of concern and pity. Smiling weakly I held my hand out and let him place the rock into it. It couldn't hurt to humor him this one time... certainly couldn't feel any worse.
Right?
The rock was in my hand, Drake's hand closing over mine for a moment and slowly my hand became warm. Chalked it up to his body heat, but just as suddenly it was gone. The pain went with it as well.
Astonished, My eyes popped open and looked at the simple rock he took from my hand.
"But? how?" I was confused, amazed, wanting to see it done again, but then I just chuckled softly. Shaking my head, I smiled up at him, "Thank you.. Though I dont know how that was done, thank you." I stood up carefully, thinking the pain would return any second.
I dont know how long i stood there just staring down at my feet, waiting but slowly I glanced up. My eyes moving from his partially covered chest up to his face. "That's simply amazing." I bent to him from the step and kissed him on the cheek softly. Lingering a moment, I pulled back, "I feel.. wow! Much better." I was still amazed but uncertain even how to guess how that rock worked?

 

[poohlive]

"Hmmm, yes, fascinating," he had already gotten up, and was now looking back to the lunch that was still prepared across the way. Any thoughts towards the rock or the raw power she felt were already forgotten to him. The words came to him simply to amuse her.
"Please, join me. My brother is here, and I don't think we'll be seeing much of him, or his lady friend. They came here simply to appease some carnal emotions."
His eyes lit up for a moment, perhaps thinking of an ancient memory, or just trying to see if she had one of her own.
"I'd much rather have lunch with someone else, and you still haven't told me hardly anything of life back in America."
He wrapped his arm around her, as if saying no was simply out of the question at this point.

 

[Shoty98]

Miranda

When I had finally gotten my wits about me I went about the rest of my work. there hadn't been that much to and once it was done I wouldn't be needed again until dinner.
"I am feeling rather tired Harris...if I am needed I will be in my room, resting for a time."
He didn't much care, just gave a curt nod and went about his own work.
As I made my way to my own room, my mind ran rampant on why I was even here, doing this job and putting up with the other staff. I wasn't the kind of person who would stand up and comand my respect and that was what I needed to do to get through to them. Well....so I think.
The smell of lunch filled the entire house and made it feel so homey. I sighed and opened the door to my own room. "Just a bit of rest and then back to work."I said to no one in particular.
I truly hoped that I was not coming down with something, to be sick wouldn't be good right now. Nothing would get done properly nor promptly.
The thoughts were shrugged away, as I lie down on the bed. Sleep did not come as easily as I had thought. My mind continued to roll over earlier this afternoon, what else had happened. It went on like this for some time, when finally I dosed off to sleep.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

He helped me to stand and basicly just pushed and pulled me into the little terrace to eat.
"But.." I wanted to object to his pushing around but he wasn't really even listening to me.
He sat me down in a chair, pushed me in all the way and sat down across from me.
"Perhape a little something won't hurt." What could I say to my boss? Fuck off I dont feel well? Yeah like that would go over well.
I tried to smile and appear fine, ignoring the fact I was still tired and weak as hell.
He wanted to know about my life in Ameirca? I had no idea what he wanted me to tell him?
"Well... Uh, Everything looks good.." The silence was deafening here, nothing was coming to mind except the strange bleeding and that odd rock.

 

[poohlive]

Drake took in her beauty, the way a gardner would stand back i awe at a flower that had just bloomed. The poor thing, everything in America looked good. Well, that was a relief, he had thought perhaps something lookd bad over there.
No, it was all good though. An expression that american's liked to use, he assumed. Everything's all good. Smooth as silk daddio, not a care in the world. Go on about your business, we're fine over here.
He grabbed a slice of fruit, biting into it. Juice trickled down his throat, which he enjoyed thoroughly. Very good fruit, must be fresh picked. He did so like things fresh.
In his mind he felt something. A little warning come off, some tiny bell triggered somewhere, informing him. His eyes glazed over, for just a moment, and he was no longer at the table.
She was falling asleep.
Oh, sweet joy. He thought she would wait until tonight, but it seems as if things would happen early after all. He mumbled a few words, phrases that helped. A small spark left him. One single tear trailed out leaving the whole of evil inside him, and moving up through the small connection he had made with the hired help.
Let her have the same dream too. It wouldn't be as hard or as vague as Christy's once were. Those had been without all of this raw power at his disposal, and where he couldn't control something. She was doing nothing more than watching a moving picture, but now....
Now he had upgraded.
Christy had watched the movie, but Miranda would get the DVD with all the bonus footage, and even an alternate ending. Dreams could be more real than real, if one let it. Christy had been stronger than he anticipated, but Miranda was weak. He saw her, saw inside her.
She would be his before night.
Raising his glass, he finally came out of his mind to acknowledge Christy's presence. He raised a glass to her, to make a toast.
"To America," he said, smiling, "Everything is good."
He drank deep.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

He was staring off into space, who knew what he was thinking, but I kept a small smile on my face and played with my fork. Nothing really sounded good to eat, even the fresh fruit didn't look too good to my stomach right now.
I slouched down in the chair a little bit, watching him stare off in that strange way. You know the way right? That spooky kind of stare off into nothingness.. Well he had it on his face. A small smile turned his lips, and not a very warm welcoming one either. I wondered what he was thinking? But knew I would never ask, it just was a hunch inside that it was better left alone.
He snapped out of it and toasted, Smiling a little uneasy I toasted as well. i just wanted out of here and up to my room. Far away from those weird stares and boring small talk.
I couldn't think of anything to say, his behavior was the same but something about him was creepy. I just couldn't put my finger on it. perhaps I was just tired?
"Is there a town near by I could go get some supplies and personal things i need? Perhaps a car I could use?" I spoke softly, not trying to give away my thoughts of wanting to flee this place.

 

[poohlive]

Drake took a slice of bread, loading it up with a few things that seemed tasty. The food here was quite exquisite, and he did so relish in it. It was a long time since he had eaten anything. Really tasting the food brought to his borrowed lips, and the explosion of flavor in his mouth. Succulent chewing, every bite drawing out more and more.
The next best thing to sex.
"The limo is always ready. All you have to do is ask one of the servants to call up the driver. He should be here within ten minutes or so."
He conjured up the old data banks from Drake's memory. Weird things kept popping into his head from time to time. Childhood visions that had nothing to do with anything came swimming to him.
He passed them by without a second thought. As they shimmered up to the surface, he just as easily flushed them away again.
"He'll take you wherever you need to go. I have personal accounts in most of the stores, so money won't be a bother at all. Would you like to get away? Maybe for the weekend? I have a little cottage somewhere far from here. I'd love to take you, if you're interested. It's deep in the mountains, next to this spring, very beautiful this time of year."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

Smiling, I couldn't help it. He was always so eager to please and helpful, and once again he looked normal. IF there was a such thing as normal?
"Yes, I would like that.. I have some things i need to pick up." I paused for a moment, would it be fun to go somewhere else for a weekend? I fiddled with a carrot stick on my plate and thought about it. So many things popped into my head, amoung them was his temper, though I had seen no sign of it. He was acting strangly now and then but that could be due to his missing brother and girlfriend too.
I was being silly and reading too much into every small little thing.
"Sure, it sounds wonderful.. A weekend get away might prove to be what I need." I glanced up at him briefly, flushed slightly and looked away once more. I couldn't meet his eyes, I always felt he was seeing my thoughts whenever I did. It was a little unerving, perhaps I was just acting silly and needed to get over the shy feeling inside?
One tiny little voice was interested in going home for good and the other was more interested in spending time with this strange man. He was sweet, softly spoken and never made improper moves towards me.. but sometimes his gaze turned so preditorial I had to take a step back and make sure I had seen accurately?
"where is this cabin Drake? I would like to hear more about it if you would like to talk?" Inner strength kept me going, pushing me forward, not letting the coward rear her ugly head and send me scurrying back to my little corner in the hole I buried myself inside.
I would make small talk, I would eat and I would smile instead of whining and worrying over every little detail that was just my over active imagination! There pep talked myself up straighter and brighter. Well it used to work when I was in high school.
Smiling, I sipped the clear ice cold water offered to me, watching him stack his sandwich.

 

[poohlive]

"It's down in Bautz," he said between bites, "Further up into the hills up north. Beautiful countryside, and a view that looks down on the world. You think that you are on top of the world, I assure you."
He called in the servant, asking for some more wine. A good year, but nothing really important. After all, this was just a little lunch meeting, to purpose the next step in their little game of cat and mouse.
She was playing hard to get, but there was enough there. It reminded him of a doe, just getting into heat. She flirts innocently with the males, jumping aruond in the air, her scent carried on the winds to find her next potential mate. She had no idea she was doing it, but she was doing it just the same.
He visioned Christy, naked, dancing in the moonlight around the graveyard.
His member stretched against his pants.
"So, do you plan on going somewhere today, or are you going to be free later?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

"Well I was going to go to town and purchase some needed things and then come back and work some more. I am falling behind and I would like to catch up before I get too buried.. After all you aren't paying me to sit around on my butt all day and be served by servants." I smiled timidly and rose from the chair.
"Thank you again for your help and lunch. Perhaps I will see you at dinner M'Lord?" I addressed him properly, business back in mind and professional appearences.
Harris took my plate with him, his face was impassive but his eyes didn't approve of my not eating anything. In haling deeply, I tried to calm my stomach down and gain some energy back as well.

 

[Shoty98]

Miranda

Dream...

The evening air was cool and crisp, chilling me to the bone. I ran through the night, away from what… I didn’t know. Looking around me and then behind me, there was nothing.
The silk nightgown I wore caught on a branch of a bush and tore up the side, but I didn’t let it slow me any. I continued on, my heart pounding loudly in my chest and my breath coming in short gasps. Somewhere in the night a wolf’s howl echoed off the trees, an owl’s cry of victory resounded and the shrill death cry of his prey.
I felt the hairs on my body stand out and stopped running for the moment taking labored breaths to fill my lungs. Ever had the feeling you were being watched? That was the feeling that quickly spread over my senses. My eyes darted around once more looking for someone, but found nothing. In the stillness of the night I heard a deep voice laughing evilly the sound was drawing ever closer.
My heart leapt wildly in my chest and I began running again. Something told me to call out for help and I seriously thought about it, but who would help? No one. I was as sure of that as I was sure the sun rose in the west.
I was so consumed in my thoughts that I hardly paid attention to the ground in front of me. My foot caught in an exposed root from tree and I fell to the ground. I felt a sharp sting in my legs, it hurt badly but I was not going to take the time to look. I glanced around frantically “Is there someone out there?” I asked, my voice trembling. The deep voice was carried on the evening breeze, telling me to run. Quickly I scrambled to my feet and continued on……..

 

[Sweetp4u]

Christy

I thanked Drake quietly and left him sitting on the veranda. Following Harris, he led me out front and opened the limo door. An old fashioned car, looked to be a limo from the early 1940's. It was beautiful and I could use it when ever I needed.
Climbing inside, Harris handed me my purse and shut the door.
"Have a nice time Ma'am." He backed away and I thanked him. The car pulled out and we were off.
I dont know how long I sat there watching the narrow windy road, but eventually a town came into site.
"Where too Ma'am?"
"I need a general store for personal items.." I nodded and pulled up before a large modern store. Climbing out, he opened the door for me and waited as I walked inside.

 

[poohlive]

There was a new sensuality about it. Something that was fresh and crisp. He couldn't quite place it, a sort of unnamed spice that had been added to the entire experience for him.
Even before he saw her he was hard. The wind whispering through the trees and cooed at his ear gave him excitement, pleasure. He had a hold on things this time, an internal graps that he hadn't had before. It was under the entire layer. A foggy conscious that before he was only barely touching when Christy had this dream. With Miranda though, he was not only holding it, but he was controlling it.
He could actually feel her inside his own dream, and not the other way around.
Of course, this wasn't a dream. No, no it had happened. It had happened so long ago. It was still so clear in his mind, the sexuality, the submission, the desire, and most of all the fear. It was the complete fear that he loved to feel so much.
She was so scared.
He loved it, he revelled in it.
That was what was different. So long ago he had only been on the outside. He was running for her, yelling at her to keep running, egging her own, telling her what he would do in such graphic detail. She had slowed down for him. When she turned around, he could actually see the submission in her eyes. As scared and as frightened as she was, she loved him, she lusted after him. Sex and fear both swirling inside.
But even with that, he was never inside the young girl. He could only imagine her thoughts as he ran after her, thick footsteps in the autumn forest. A one sided play, that desperately needed the other to complete itself.
Here it did though, here with Miranda he could feel what he never could with Eve. Miranda let him inside, she let him feel everything that he was now doing to her. His senses nearly exploded, a cruel and thick overload of the senses, that fueled his passion to touch her, to hold her, to make her submit.
With nothing more than a whisper he was in front of her. Maybe she saw a dark figure as she was running, or perhaps she simply didn't understand that he appeared from nothing more than a shadow. He was right in front of her, clear as day.
They collided, but that wasn't the truth. She collided into him. Miranda ran at full speed, and when she hit him, it was like hitting a brick wall, and just as cold too. If he wanted to, he could have been warm, even hot to the touch, but he chose cold.
It just added to everything.
As she crashed into him, he caught her, grabbed her in his embrace, holding her close to him. He wanted her to feel what she did to him, his erection digging deep into her thigh. This too was cold, a cold stiff member that showed both desire and unremorse. There was no heat, no passion. This was pure carnal instinct, nothing more.
Love only got in the way of sex.
"Run," he whispered, a deadly calm in his voice, in the contrast of her raspy breathing. His lips touching her her as he talked. He held her close to him, fingers like steel digging into her flesh.
"Run, run away from your desire, your thoughts. I will find you."
With that he released her, and he was gone. Not even a darkened image played on the leaves. The smell of him lingered close to her though, that musky scent of both lust and sweat. It was clean sweat though, the kind one worked up after hours of passionate sex.
Even as he made it, drew it from his own images of long ago, it got to him. Some faint memory of his wife, as they were in the throes of passion.
It was all for her, it was all for his wife.
God he missed her so.
Miranda would help him, she would. If she didn't he would make her, but she was weak. He could feel that she was weak, and she would fold.
Deep within the forest footsteps began. Deep thundering footsteps that drew something big, something terrible closer and closer to her. A monster that no one spoke of, no one dared to even whisper it's name. That would only beckon it to them, and this monster no one wanted to see.
It came for her, and it wasn't quite sure what it would do with her yet.