Elements of Power 1
Copyright© 2020 by PT Brainum
Chapter 7
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 7 - We are always the hero in our own story, even when we should know better. Adam H Barkley is 86, and he's just been gifted with a super power. A power growing geometrically. Codes are for the entire story, and are as inclusive as possible.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Magic Reluctant BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Sharing MaleDom Group Sex Harem Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Tit-Fucking Politics Prostitution Revenge Transformation Violence
The next morning during breakfast in our room we discussed the plans for the day. I wanted to check out the Jewish section of town and visit the diamond district. Nora needed new clothes. I insisted on new everything, including luggage. The hotel was happy to provide guides and recommendations for both our activities.
Nora finished eating first, so slipped under the table for dessert as I watched the city out the window, and tried to not spill my coffee. We were both in hotel provided robes, as we had been forced to dress for room service. With my coffee gone, and a kiss from Nora we both got ready for the day.
The hotel agreed to pay for Nora’s clothing expedition, and bill the room, for a small fee. Worth every penny to not have to accompany a woman shopping. Since she was ready I let her go first as I finished dressing up for my shopping trip. Being that it was a Sunday, some shops would open at 11, while others would open at 9. It was only 8 so I could take my time.
For this trip, the hotel was providing a driver, a guide, and muscle. The vehicle was barely large enough for the muscle, a singularly huge individual, who only fit in the front seat. The guide sat in the back of the car with me.
I toured several places, but I was looking for something specific. I wanted very large but flawed stones to practice with. Occluded, cracked, oddly colored, it didn’t matter. I wanted to see if I could use my abilities to clarify, repair, and perfect a diamond. I did find a few 1oz krugerrands, and a couple 1oz gold maple leaf coins. They were only about $1400 each. Finally one place suggested a store further down the street.
There I found what I was looking for. It was a set of badly flawed stones. Two pear shaped for earrings, and a heart shape for a necklace. They were a mottled yellow color, and 8 carats each. I purchased them, along with six 1 carat round cut diamonds, equally flawed. It was very expensive, but I was assured, had they been perfect, then they would have been 10 times more expensive. The price difference in carat between grade D and K is significant, the difference between i.f. and si2 is another 50% discount. In the end, I paid about 450k, for potentially 4.5 million in diamonds.
My foursome went to lunch at another nice restaurant, then headed back to the hotel. In my room, I pulled off my suit, and sat comfortably on the couch in my boxers and a t-shirt. Holding one of 1 carat practice diamonds in my hand, I focused my senses.
I delved deep into the diamond lattice. A one carat diamond has 10 sextillion carbon atoms. The equivalent mass of gold is .2 grams, and it only has 611 quintillion atoms. Diamond is so hard and rigid because it is so dense.
At the atomic level everything is so beautiful. I could now sense the dizzy fuzzy electrons, the constantly shifting dance of neutrons and protons, the web of forces holding them together as they vibrated in unison with the heat they contained. It glowed with power, leashed by natural forces. I noticed that my internal storage seemed to grow excited in anticipation of the energy I was about to feed it.
I contemplated the dance of energies, and wondered for just a moment. If I could steal the energy of the bonds between atoms, could I steal the energy of the bonds inside the atoms? I focused on a small inclusion of magnesium. Magnesium has 12 protons, and 12 neutrons. Carbon has 6 and 6. I reached out to feel the individual atoms, selected one, and split it into two equal halves. It became two carbon atoms.
I focused my power on the two atoms and broke their links to their neighbors. They wanted to reconnect, and didn’t care how, but I willed them into the crystal matrix of the diamond.
I took a gasp of air, not realizing I’d been holding my breath. I felt very happy, but also oddly tired performing that very small feat of nuclear engineering. I focused on the inclusion as a whole, and with a thought, split the atoms in half. The fire of heat coming into my body was more intense than I had ever experienced, and it was only a few million atoms.
The rush of power distracted me and the carbon atoms broke their bonds and resolidified. They were deep inside the diamond, and I could sense that the crystal didn’t have room for that many carbon atoms in the crystalline structure. I concentrated on the crystal of the diamond itself, dissolving bonds, and reordering the structure.
There were about a half million extra carbon atoms when the crystal reformed at the area of the inclusion. As I focused on keeping them in an unbonded state, something I had previously tried, but had failed. Now I discovered I could move them through the diamond, holding them in that disconnected state with ease.
The qualitative change in my power now let me hold onto, and keep the atoms unbound. In the unbound state they didn’t react with the matter around them. The spaces between atoms are so much larger than the atoms themselves, so moving them around inside the diamond was simple. After placing, and reconnecting them into a small gap in the crystal, I pulled my focus back at the diamond as a whole.
The diamond had patches of yellow color from the large amount of nitrogen in the stone. I focused on the nitrogen exclusively, unbound it, and moved it out of the stone. The diamond was clear now, so I focused on the remaining inclusions. Any impurities larger than chromium, I ejected from the diamond. Then I ejected everything but chromium, argon, and magnesium.
Chromium split into four carbons, argon into three, and magnesium into two. I moved the carbons around, filling in the gaps, and restructuring the crystal. As I opened my eyes to examine the diamond in my palm, it’s fire and sparkle took my breath away.
I took the second diamond, and with a few thoughts, repeated the action. Then I did the same with a third. I stopped there. It seemed that perfect diamonds like this weren’t the rarest, so I decided to do more research.
A quick Google search and I learned that adding nitrogen could create yellow, green, and black diamonds. There was plenty of nitrogen in the air, so I latched onto a few million atoms, and brought them into one of my perfect diamonds. Instead of replacing carbon atoms, I tried placing the nitrogen atoms inside the boxes formed by the cubic crystal shapes. It had no effect on the color.
I grabbed onto the carbon atoms, and slid the nitrogen into place. Replacing an equally distributed array of carbon atoms with nitrogen at a ratio of one per million. The diamond turned a pale yellow. As I upped the ratio the yellow got darker, then faded to green. The green got darker and darker, until it faded to black, almost like obsidian.
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