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Airen walked through the flames not knowing what was in front of him. He felt completely weak and powerless in this place. "You must accept your destiny." A deep male voice called out. "Or you future will be lost."
A dark figure was walking through the flames approaching him. "Your time is running out."
"Who are you?" Airen demanded.
"Don't you recognize me?" the man stepped out of the flame. "I'm you!!!" He yelled inches from Airen's face.
A sharp pain ran through Airen's chest. He yelled and hit the ground. "What's happening?" He gripped his chest with his hands.
"Just accept who you were meant to be and this will be over." Airen's evil half informed. "Just let me into your heart."
Airen looked up at him. "I'm creating your army... what else do you want from me?"
"Hahaha... what do I want?" He appeared behind him whispering in his ear. "I want you..."
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Airen tossed and turned in his sleep. He began to sweat exceedingly. "Ahh..." he screamed. "What's happening?"
He gripped his chest firmly and quivered in pain.
Airen walked through the flames not knowing what was in front of him. He felt completely weak and powerless in this place. "You must accept your destiny." A deep male voice called out. "Or you future will be lost."
A dark figure was walking through the flames approaching him. "Your time is running out."
"Who are you?" Airen demanded.
"Don't you recognize me?" the man stepped out of the flame. "I'm you!!!" He yelled inches from Airen's face.
A sharp pain ran through Airen's chest. He yelled and hit the ground. "What's happening?" He gripped his chest with his hands.
"Just accept who you were meant to be and this will be over." Airen's evil half informed. "Just let me into your heart."
Airen looked up at him. "I'm creating your army... what else do you want from me?"
"Hahaha... what do I want?" He appeared behind him whispering in his ear. "I want you..."
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Airen tossed and turned in his sleep. He began to sweat exceedingly. "Ahh..." he screamed. "What's happening?"
He gripped his chest firmly and quivered in pain.
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Elena followed him and shook him again. "Airen you have to wake up," she said forcefully to him, willing him out of his sleep. "Airen, listen to me, wake up!"
Elena was kneeling beside him with not a stitch of clothing on, her long curly hair cascading down back and over her shoulders. She looked at him with thoughtful, peircing, violet eyes. "Airen, please wake up."
Elena was kneeling beside him with not a stitch of clothing on, her long curly hair cascading down back and over her shoulders. She looked at him with thoughtful, peircing, violet eyes. "Airen, please wake up."
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Elena sigh. "Well," she said and looked around the room as Airen's weight was holding her legs to the floor. "This is just perfect." She said to herself and looked down at her limp husband. She wouldn't be able to get him in the bed on her own.
She really had no desire to call anyone into the room since she was naked and all. However, maybe she could send for her son, who shouldn't care for her nudity?
She yelled to the gaurd at the door to send for her son. With in minutes there came a hard knock on the door.
"Yes?" she asked.
"You sent for me mother," a voice answered.
"Yes, come in and help me with your father. He has passed out... and I am... not strong enough to move his heavy ass," she said. A year ago it would have been unthinkable for her to say something of this sort. However, she was a different woman now... Much different compared to the one who had left Ighten long ago.
Her "son" opened the door and paused upon entering at the sight of the naked woman sitting on the floor. He was after all not really her son, but the demon who had tortured her long ago. One that had begun to crave her more and more with each passing day.
He smiled. "Oh mother, I'll help you," he said and went to the man he called father. "Take his legs, they are lighter than his upper body." So Luther grabbed his fathers arms and Elena his legs and moved him to the bed. She pulled her see through robe around her to give her some sort of covering to keep her son from being too emberassed.
Luther, however, was not emberassed. His eyes lingered on her form for a moment and Elena just figured he was curious about the female body. A mother would never suspect a son to be with women, especially one who was no more than a year old. However, Luther was different. He had aged physically, mentally, and emotionally into a man. How odd, but then again look who his father was.
Though Luther was neither of their child. He was his own making, a seed that had killed off Airen and Elena's child so that he could be reborn again.
She really had no desire to call anyone into the room since she was naked and all. However, maybe she could send for her son, who shouldn't care for her nudity?
She yelled to the gaurd at the door to send for her son. With in minutes there came a hard knock on the door.
"Yes?" she asked.
"You sent for me mother," a voice answered.
"Yes, come in and help me with your father. He has passed out... and I am... not strong enough to move his heavy ass," she said. A year ago it would have been unthinkable for her to say something of this sort. However, she was a different woman now... Much different compared to the one who had left Ighten long ago.
Her "son" opened the door and paused upon entering at the sight of the naked woman sitting on the floor. He was after all not really her son, but the demon who had tortured her long ago. One that had begun to crave her more and more with each passing day.
He smiled. "Oh mother, I'll help you," he said and went to the man he called father. "Take his legs, they are lighter than his upper body." So Luther grabbed his fathers arms and Elena his legs and moved him to the bed. She pulled her see through robe around her to give her some sort of covering to keep her son from being too emberassed.
Luther, however, was not emberassed. His eyes lingered on her form for a moment and Elena just figured he was curious about the female body. A mother would never suspect a son to be with women, especially one who was no more than a year old. However, Luther was different. He had aged physically, mentally, and emotionally into a man. How odd, but then again look who his father was.
Though Luther was neither of their child. He was his own making, a seed that had killed off Airen and Elena's child so that he could be reborn again.