Chapter 291: Mind Games

She is a monster or at least became one. Will that happen to me? Who can keep me in check? Would lava even affect me?

For the first time I can recall, the place in my head asked me what I wanted to do.

What should I do?

Through the implant in my head, I heard hundreds of thousands of voices. These are from those who fled her reaching into their minds to try to communicate. Each said the same thing. It was time for her to return to her place of birth to die along with her equally immortal twin. He waited for her, where her family loved her the same as they did one another. Each of her family was different in their ways, but hers just happened to be external.

From her story, I knew where she lived as a child. It wasn’t even far from here, hidden from view by the powers given to her twin to wait for her to return to him.

But freeing her will let her loose on the world again.

I argued with myself for a while before I smacked my forehead for my stupidity.

Closing my eyes, I used the place in my head to first surround her with my shield and then reach into her brain to burn away the ability ever to create another like herself. As I pulled in energy from the rock around her, I slowly melted the rock above her as I pulled her up toward me. At the same time, I began removing all her powers, saving the strong telepathy and that which kept her immortal for the last. Neither could penetrate the shield I had around her. It was slow going, as I didn’t want to draw attention to this area or cause an earthquake, but eventually, a naked woman with a pretty face and hot body, from the front, stood in front of me, held upright by my shield. Turning her around, I saw that only her tail, still containing her twin’s penis, and his testicles remained of him. His face and all vestiges of him now removed from her back.

She is probably the source of the artwork showing a devil being half male and half female, the male half having a tail where a penis should be.

“We don’t have far to travel, but you already know that,” I told her. “Since you can’t communicate with anyone telepathically anymore, you are welcome to speak with me as we walk to your resting place. I will learn your language from your brain if I do not already know it.”

I could see the power-hungry look in her eyes, but we hadn’t walked far before I watched them show shock, then fear, then sadness.

“Like those before me and those who come after me, I wanted what I didn’t have. The ability to use the emissions from my tail to bring others under my spell inebriated me with the power it gave me. Then, finding that my seed would create a child in those unable to conceive added to my growing lust for power. For a while, it was all about the sexual pleasures I could enjoy freely without reproach. Then came the wealth my family gained from those fluids I was wasting as many serviced my unquenchable need to climax. My only real friends were those with parts of their unborn twin siblings sticking out of them. They traveled with the freak show because they were powerless to live in the outside world free of condemnation or torment. Their unique talents allowed them to enjoy the pleasures their bodies gave them and the power over those who paid handsomely to enjoy them in private. It was all the power they had until they returned to our town, and I chose to empower them with what I had. We all benefitted from using my nectar to control those we saw had the power to do things only in our wildest dreams and stories told by the town’s elders. Before they risked hurting me, we had those we collected to do something to those who came to see us first, then others in the freak show, and soon on some of my friends. Small, short-term effects were simple. The more significant abilities wouldn’t take for anyone but me. I had a period of insanity, where I forced the cells of my body to create my twin as if born from my mother’s womb. In your mind, I see that you know only so much can be created. The rest must come from another. Nothing could create consciousness inside his brain. I took him home to my family to wait for me to find others with power who could make him the way the egg his father fertilized that would be my twin brother. How do you know he still lives? That cannot be.”

We weren’t far now from her original home when I said, “It is normal to be blind to those around you. Your biological father fathered many younger sisters as well as many daughters for hundreds of miles around. He had powers of his own, but so did the man who raised you. It is through their influence that you absorbed most of your twin, but not all. Had they left well enough alone, you would have both been normal fraternal twins. Those whom your mom’s concoctions allowed to conceive are your half-sisters. Two of your brothers who provided their sperm are also his sons. They didn’t need your fluids to impregnate their half-sisters. Only their sperm, or possibly your fathers, can fertilize their eggs. Your other brothers just happened to have healthy and very plentiful sperm. The effects of what you call your nectar only served to allow them to let those women’s bodies find that sex is more than just a few pokes into their dry vaginas. Millions of sperm-like cells carried the male and female eggs your sperm fertilized in your fallopian tube that somehow drains into your semen to implant inside the surrogate’s womb. Those who are your half-sisters gained your antibodies from the growing fetuses, which then gave them the immunities you have naturally. The other women lost those antibodies once your children were no longer sending them into their bloodstreams.”

“That doesn’t explain how what I created to be my twin still lives,” she said.

“About that, I know everything about it, but I see now that you won’t need me to tell you after all. You will know momentarily, as we are about to enter through the veil that your twin generates to hide your true home,” I explained.

Once inside the veil, I found it to be a time bubble or some sort.

It must be a time bubble or some sort of preservation magic. It looks like the day she remembers leaving.

As I looked around, I found that it wasn’t the same as the day she left, but only a few days later.

“Hello sister,” her twin said as he arose and pulled her into a hug. “You did what you were able to take the parts of me that remained as part of you to create me. My penis and testicles are as much a part of you as they were once for me. My father and yours spent our time trapped outside of time to recreate my body as nature meant it to be before the two others intervened. Please come hold me, so we can both be as nature designed.”

When her naked body embraced his, her tail fell off, and what appeared as her testicles soon came out from her anus. Inside her brain, I saw what she had done to her was now gone. Only that of a normal woman remained.

“Kind sir,” her mother said, “Know that you are not part of any of the bloodlines from myself, my husband, or my lover. When our daughter reached into your mind, we were all linked to you. It was our memories which told her story. What she did to herself erased them from her mind. We know not of how you became as you are, though we do know that your mind is stronger than any my daughter had entered, and your heart is pure.”

The girl’s father took over, “Many others with powers activated when a god tries to strike them down all have some abilities with some unique capabilities that they may one day learn if they become aware of the possibility. Each in my time went seeking new powers to use them for their benefit, not for aiding others without any hope of payment. While your mind has not fully matured, your concerns about becoming like my daughter should not concern you. The abilities you have now and those you will continue to develop come from what you need to help others, as we see in your mind that you did for your friend because of your love. My child tried to do what you did for her twin, and you saw the results.”

The other man added, “You had the chance to destroy her in so many ways, and only you would know, but you chose to find another way which didn’t involve you killing another, even if they died long ago. We do not know who speaks into your head, but it isn’t the one who put the transmitter inside your brain. It is now time for you to leave here. Once you depart through the veil, release the energy you use to contain her. It is all that is holding us here.”

Ok? I don’t even know how to explain how this is possible.

Outside the veil, I felt the need to wait before I stopped shielding her. It wasn’t so much something I must do. It was more like something had not yet been completed, and releasing my shield too soon would affect the outcome.

What better signal that it is now time to release the bubble than a naked Elf princess bringing to me the bag containing the packets I had made up while inside that bank.

“David, your task remains for you to complete,” she told me in a musical voice. “I too am from a time long before your people existed. It has been over fifty millennia since I have enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh and never with one possessing your power. You could easily keep me here to enjoy for an eternity without having an effect of the threads of time or the fates, but I beg you not to do so for it cannot be so.”

Well, she didn’t say I couldn’t at least touch every inch of her unbelievably amazing body first or not share at least one kiss.

She looked troubled when we pulled apart from our kiss. I didn’t detect anyone, or anything, coming up behind me when a voice caused me to jump and turn quickly.

It was yet another naked elf, at least that is what they looked like from the various stories involving them and artwork, but this one was male. His mostly erect dick was the only thing I found where he was lacking.

“Asha, you now see why the elders said you were not strong enough to resist one pure of heart and possessing a limitless amount of power upon which to draw. As is evident, I, too, am unable to resist him,” he told the elven princess.

I looked down at the ground, embarrassed, as I said, “Sorry. The draw of your flawless body to my teenaged fantasies was irresistible. I didn’t know I would have such an effect on either of you. I can’t be that powerful, can I?”

Yet another, older, naked male elf walked up from behind me. Why must the elves come from behind? Is there some magical door they don’t want me to see them using?

He was also erect.

“It is not your power, child, but the pureness of your heart. While you will have evil thoughts or do things that we consider mischievous, your heart will remain pure. Very few are born pure into this world each generation. Even those your society holds in the highest regard were not pure of heart, regardless of their teachings or other’s claims of their incapability of being nothing but the example of raw goodness. Sadly, many of pure heart leave their worldly existence at a very young age by those who fear what they represent or might one day become. “ he told me. “Please take this gift to see that you have not imagined our meeting and bid us farewell. We wish not to depart one capable of bringing forth billions of our kind from mating with my daughter.”

The female elf pushed the images into my mind showing a boy and two girls all living in this time that resulted from the breaking of rules, thus creating a paradox where only one should be alive at the same time. It was along the lines of the women I still held within the shield bubble. In time, I would find them. The three would need my help as I was the only one able to do so without becoming like the woman I still held in the shield bubble.

The elder male elf gave to me an ornate elven bow looking right out of Tolkien’s imagination. Accompanying it was an equally elaborate wooden quiver with at least two dozen arrows with white feather fletching. When I took the gifts from them, they walked behind me and were gone.

Something here must be messing with my mind. The girl with the tail, elves, it can’t be real, even if I do have a bow, arrows, and quiver given to me.

While evaluating my sanity, and the need to consider asking Steve to have me checked out, I felt something pulling toward the veil where the girl and her family were. It was now time to release the shield if the girl even really exists.

The flow of energy to the shield around the girl did stop, and that energy I knew was real. Right before my eyes, the veil shimmered, and then I saw what remained of their home that someone had excavated who knows how many decades ago. Carved into the exposed wall, I saw the images of the girl and her twin brother. Both were holding the hands of a carving of me. They appeared to be thanking me.

“Hey, mister,” a boy, or maybe a girl, hard to tell by the voice and loose, ratty clothes. “If I hadn’t seen that before, I would turn you into the cops for defacing a landmark. Does look a lot like you, though.”

A girl, with firm breasts and hard nipples showing through her tight threadbare shirt, said, “One of the robots that go into the empty place said we all need to flee to somewhere safe. What caused people and animals to leave the empty place is no longer there. All those who lived there before would soon just know it was gone and come back to get everything they left before the thieves steal it all. It told us that we weren’t safe in that area anymore. People would find us. Bad people. No one is looking for us because our parents all died when everyone started going crazy before they all ran away.”

“So how are you going to keep us safe. You aren’t any older than us,” a boy asked.

Instinctively I got down on one knee and held out my arms for a little girl who came running toward the others in a panic.

“They’re coming in fast, like ants to a licked sucker on the ground. We have to go now,” the little girls said, as she tried to get her breath.

I watched a bigger boy trying to lift the bag with the packets. He didn’t even get it off the ground. The little girl I passed to someone that looked as close to a relative as any of the others. I handed the boy the bow and quiver. I picked up the bag.

Didn’t I have more than one bag before?

I got it on my back and took the small girl back as I headed away from where the girl with the tail made everyone leave with her telepathic broadcast. I had no place in mind since I didn’t even know where I was or what was around me.

One kid began directing us through the woods, down gravel roads, under the highway, to get to an office complex on the fringes of town.

Someone is maintaining the outside, but it doesn’t look like anyone has been working here in years.

Around back, the kid used a key to open an access panel, push in a code, and then put their hand on a reader. The door next to it clicked and opened. They closed the access panel door and led us inside.

Lights? Check. Air Conditioning? Check. Running water? Check. Working bathrooms? Check. Showers? Check. Any signs of building use? Nope.

After they all used the bathroom, the kid led us through a maze of halls to end up in what looked to be the cafeteria. A few seconds with an access panel and the door to the kitchen area opened. Like the kid owned the place, which they might, they went through well-stocked refrigerators pulling out large pans of pre-prepared foods. A quick look at the gallons of milk in the fridge showed someone came here regularly to replace everything with fresh foods. Once three convection ovens were working to heat the pans of food, the kid led us down other hallways to end outside a door. He knocked on it, which seemed odd given the empty building, before using an access panel to unlock the door.

Inside I saw neat stacks of a full change of clothes, including shoes, on the floor that matched the number of kids. I quick count of those with panties, and a few bras, confirmed the first one to talk to me was a girl. What I didn’t expect was the kid that let us in here going into a locker to pull out a set of clothes with Darren written on a piece of paper on top.

“No one else here is this big, so you must be the person that these clothes belong. I don’t even know you or how whoever put these here knew you were coming here today or that we would have to escape to here for our safety. I only know that as we were running from the city, I stopped at the mailbox on the side of the building where I used to live with my parents. Inside I didn’t find the money someone leaves for us, but a note saying to find you at the ruins of that house and then come here,” they said.

The girl I handed the smaller one to earlier started to strip and said, “Everyone. It has been a while since we could go to the city to get us new clothes, soap, or anything else. We have running water here and clean clothes. Strip everything off and throw it away. I mean everything. Except for this new guy, we’ve all everything the others have and how it all goes together. Not that any of us are going to do that with each other.”

To me, she said I didn’t have to toss my clothes since they looked in good shape for now.