1 comments/ 48828 views/ 5 favorites Magic Awakening Ch. 01 By: davesslave_9000 Awake Sunlight blaring across my eyelids awakened me, a silent alarm clock sending waves of pain through my temples with a steady beat. I swallowed hard through a dry throat wondering if I should tempt fate and open my eyes. My muscles aching I tried to stretch them out. My eyes snapped open as I realized I could not move my arms. Struggling with the fear that now swallowed my previous hesitancy to open my eyes, I tried moving other parts of my body feeling instantly that I could do little more than blink my eyes. Ridding my eyes of the blurry vision I noted the glaring sun was coming from above my head. I could not see much but a white haze. After a moment, I concluded there was a white linen cloth or bag over my head preventing me from seeing my surroundings. I wriggled my limbs and body trying to get some purchase or at least figure out what was going on but to no avail. The space I now occupied was a very tight fit at best. I took a deep breath trying to relax and not to panic. After a few moments of this, and counting to ten, I ran through my thoughts systematically hoping to get some clue as to how I arrived at this dilemma. "What was the last thing I remembered?" I thought to myself. The last thing I remembered was talking on the phone to my friend Val in my room as I curled up on my bed for the night. I tried shaking my head to clear out the cobwebs, but something pressing against either side of my head preventing this. Panic not withstanding, I went back to sorting my thoughts, and remembered being awakened by a loud bang sometime during the night. It was coming back but slowly. Whatever I was confined in moved suddenly, immediately bringing my attention to what was going on outside. What sounded like hammers or pry bars were tearing at the container I was in letting me know it was made of wood. The wood now screeching with each pull of the tools sent my eyes fluttering in my skull. As the headache returned with pounding abandon, I felt my whole body move and my nether regions all were pounding in rhythm with my throbbing head. It only took a moment for the panic to rise once more as I finally noticed my cunt and bunghole were packed fully with something. Not being able to see what had been done to my now bruised-feeling body was making my heart race with the panicking speed of a racecar. The container was finally opened to some extent as I could now feel a breeze giving some relief to the dripping humidity of being inside it. I felt some kind material being removed from around me, making me shiver as the breeze accessed more of my nakedness. I now knew that I was covered in straps of something keeping me immobile along with some type of bars preventing me from moving around in the wooden crate, because the air did not brush these areas. Some of the bars were now being moved away. With a shock of mighty cramping, I tried to move about only to receive a sharp shooting pain across my thighs as I was hit with something from behind. "Do not move, a stern voice said, you have occupied that crate for close to 24 hours. Let your body relax on its on for a few minutes. I will tell you when you may move again." Shocked beyond words I gasped with the pain now running through my body in wave after wave. When the cramps finally started to dissipate, I heard the disembodied voice speak once more. "You may now move. Do not attempt to rise. You will be carried or drug as convenience allows, the voice stated calmly." My trembling continued but now with stark terror as it finally dawned on my foggy brain that I was utterly and completely at some unknown persons absolute control. I was totally unprepared for this realization. My body doing what my vocal cords could not I arched my body and bucked against my captors hands as they touched my bare skin to move me. I tried to scream but all my tightened vocal cords allowed was a high-pitched squeak. The hood on my head was jerked away roughly and the blaring light was startling enough to shock me into stillness for a brief moment. The people around me took full advantage of this by latching onto whatever was handy. For one this meant my hair. Not very long but extremely curly it didn't take long for the man, as I now new him to be, to get a good grip and begin to drag me across what my skin was telling me was painted concrete flooring. Struggle as I might I could not bend in any way to get loose from his grip. As I was being drug across the floor, I now got a good look at what had been done to my abused body. My ankles were tightly encased in a leather strap pulled tight by some quick fastener such as children's back-packs are tightened for their shoulder straps. This continued to be the theme as my eyes traveled up from there. I was bound the same way below the knees as well as above them. Another strap followed at the waist and just below my breasts. The last two also secured my arms to my back in whatever encasement they had been slid into. What was fast sending my mind into a frenzy was what I was seeing on my breasts, as I was jerked roughly one way and then the next across the strange room. My nipples had been pierced and two hoops now rode my nipples each about an inch in across and thicker than pencil lead. At this sight, I bucked mightily once more only to be thrown to the side roughly. Not being able to catch my self from this fall, my head struck the floor for all appearances with a resounding clang. As I felt consciousness slipping from me I heard the voice once more as my eyes slid shut. "Damn it Phelps be more careful with my property or your bonus is forfeit, he shouted" Property I thought to myself I am no one's property! Nevertheless, something nagged at the back of my mind as I finally lost the battle and fell into oblivion. I came too groggier than ever realizing I was more trussed than ever before. My knees had been brought to my chest and secured there with a rough hemp rope. Another encasing my entirety lifted me into the air. I was swinging slowly in a back and forth motion about four feet from the floor. My jaw hurt and I realized I had been gagged with something rubber. I made the assumption it was a ball gag with thick straps that ran to the back of my neck. On each side of it were other straps that went from the base strap to the center of my eyes to meet in one strap along the top and back of my head. The last one going under my chin obviously to keep me from spitting it out once I was alert again. I wonder vaguely why I had not been blindfolded as well. Surely, they would know I would tell the authorities their descriptions once I escaped. This startled me because I now thought of something else. They didn't expect me to escape at all. As I rotated in the air, I heard a noise and jerked my head around sending my elevated body into a slight spin. As I rotated, I noticed a door in the room opening. A tall man in casual clothes entered the room I now occupied. Not a tall man, but with an aura of confidence he carried himself swiftly to my side. He took my head in his nimble fingers and moved my face slowly one way and then the other. During this procedure, I had time to notice him and my surroundings. He wore button up shirt in a vague color of gray over black jeans. These fit well but not snugly across his body. His face at first glance had a tentative rounded look to it but add in the features, and his face, even in this situation, was quite startling. He had an almost aquiline nose that was saved from this by a small thickness near the front, full lips that seemed to almost smile of there own accord, and eyes thick with lashes piercing my own each time he moved my head. He was standing slightly to the side of me in the room. The room I now resided in was not large but there was plenty of room with only me in it. There were no furnishings that I noticed, only concrete walls of the same gray as the floor. There was a drain in the center of the floor near me and opposite the door. I didn't want to think why it would need to be here. Jerking my chin up to meet his eyes, I grunted as much as the gag would allow at the swift motion of his hand on my chin. Slowly that almost smiling mouth broke into an all out grin as he spoke his next words. "Hello Sable, he whispered softly." I looked at him with confusion. This was not my name. Why was he calling me Sable? "I see you do not yet understand the predicament you have found yourself in yet my dear, but let me say to you now you name IS Sable and it will be for as long as I own you. Your training is soon to begin so I will not keep you. Just let me leave you with this advice: the quicker you progress the less chance there is of you having to be put down, he said turning elegantly around and exiting the room on panther feet." My mind screamed silently at his words. If I didn't do what they wished, I would be killed. I tried to think of someway to save my self from this torment. Nothing I could think of could get me out of this mess. I thought then of something that I had seen on television in the past. Grabbing the gag between my teeth as best I could I pushed out ward with tongue and lips knowing I could not get it all the way out. I moved it just enough where I could get air through an opening. Slowly I started convulsing my throat muscle flipping my head back to maneuver. So involved with this I had not heard the door to the room open once again, but it was to late I felt my tongue slide back as I relaxed. I had no airway now. Let them do what they wanted now; they would be doing it to a corpse. I felt the light-headedness sink through my body, and for a moment felt peace within my being. This moment didn't last as I felt my head jerked back by the hair near the same spot as the last time. "Oh no you don't bitch, a coarse voice sounded near my ear." I felt calloused hands unbuckle the straps to the gag on the back of my neck and the gag pulled away roughly. Vaguely I felt this same person move something above me. Suddenly I was crashing to the floor with enough force to bring me fully awake for a moment. By this time I had lost enough oxygen, I could feel myself convulsing on the floor within my bonds. I felt an unknown pressure around my jaw and a hand forced it way into my mouth, which I tried to bite with no success. Unexpectedly my body started gulping air compulsively. "Just let me die, dear God, just let me die, I sobbed brokenly." I opened my eyes to watch this new man above me rubbing his slobbered covered hand across his coveralls. He was giving me a look that said I would pay for what I had done, but given the chance I would do it again. I believe he saw that in my eyes as well since his next words got my attention with dread. "No worries you wont have a chance at that again after today. You are someone else property now, not your own. You do not have the right to kill yourself that is the right of your owner only and at his convenience, he snarled from a few feet way." The door was opening and several more people came into the room pushing what looked like a gurney of some kind made all of stainless steel. A woman and a man gathered me up and laid me on the gurney after untying the rope restricting my knees to my chest. I was strapped down to the gurney relentlessly at head, neck, shoulders, hips, knees, and ankles. As I was pushed along, out the door, and down a long hallway I watched the inset lights of the ceiling pass by. I could only guess what was going to happen next. Magic Awakening Ch. 02 I slowly moved with the rhythm of the music rotating my hips to make the short flaring skirt swim across the front and back of my thighs. The looks I was getting were enough to set my cunt to throbbing all by it self, but that is not what I was after tonight. Tonight I wanted a victim someone to share my lust for blood with, preferably against his or her will. At this time of night though, anyone would do. I slowly moved my head to look over my shoulder to glance around the room. With my cheek on my shoulder to make it look apart of the dance, I surveyed my prey with relish. Across the room and behind a bolted down table sat a buxom blond just like you read about in the smut magazines your father thinks is hidden under the bathroom sink. She was looking around the room eying first one person then the next like they might bite her if she moved; she had no idea how close the truth that actually was. She looked a little out of place with the attitude she was exhibiting in a bar like this one. For a moment, I wondered if maybe she was a teenager out for some fun. A little danger I like, jail time though was a most definite turn off. I made my way closer while continuing my undulating dance across the floor. As I watched, I kept noticing her hands disappearing beneath the table and grinned to myself. Naughty little slut I thought to myself she is getting off just watching people dance. Those made all kinds of slinky things move through my morbid brain. Closer now I stopped dancing as soon as I had her attention. Her eyes came up and met mine like a bomb clicking slowly in its countdown I noticed what I hadn't before now. I had just enough time to whisper, "Shit!" As I tried to turn and run. A hand on my shoulder stopped me instantly and I turned back toward her keeping my eyes firmly on her collarbone. Speaking in that awful but soft voice Charlotte Quinn scraped my eardrum saying, "Evening Val or is that what your still calling yourself these days?" I squirmed under her gaze trying hard not to look straight at her. How was I going to explain being in her territory without getting my ass in a sling this time I thought? "I thought you were dead Charlotte or I would not have come here. How I didn't feel you I don't know, but I know you're not strong enough for that so Pride must be around some place. He never strays from you far enough for turd to drop if I remember correctly," I said my voice dripping with sarcasm. Slowly she looked me up and down. I new I had crossed a line but I was irritated and when that happens its ass over alligators: I'm going in to get my ass kicked. "Pride is close Val," she said snottily, "but not to worry your safe for now I am just here to deliver a message." "And what might that be?" I inquired sarcastically. Slowly she smiled her lips sliding across her teeth in a full fanged smile. I thought, " This can't be good." "Prejudice sends his greetings," she said slowly as I felt what little blood I had drain to my feet. " Okay I said, what else? Prejudice would not send only that as a message to me after what happened. He hates me with a passion and will not speak to me unless it's to make sure the comment stabs my ego," I stated a bit self-righteously. "He said to tell you he has new pet that he is sure you will love, and you should come to play when you have the chance," Charlotte practically giggled. I stared at her frostily then stated, "That tells me nothing Charlotte as you well know Prejudice has many pets none of which interest me in the least since he has such 'unique tastes' in his pets." " He said to tell you he named her Sable," she said her eyes going large as she watched my emotions move across my face. Before I had time to remember Pride was near I had clasped her throat in one hand lifting her from the floor and shook her till her pretty blond lock were not only in disarray but she was clawing at my hand. In the instant before I could snap her neck, I felt power slap me across the face like lightening and my butt hit the floor, legs spread eagle on the cold linoleum. "Damn," I muttered, "Pride does go before a fall." Slowly I climbed to my feet to look at the six foot, five inch tall vampire and frowned. "Did you have to hit me so damned hard Pride?" I asked sullenly, "A nudge would have done it sweetie." Pride just grinned and said, "Val It was worth it to see you spilled to the floor while trying to keep that silly skirt down." Only Pride could knock me on my ass and then make me smile afterwards. "Charlotte you have about two seconds before I make Pride smack me again, so you better just spit it all out. I don't like secrets and I will make damn good and sure before he smacks me you will have trouble seeing forward for a very, very long time," I snarled at her. "Okay, okay calm down Val. You know whom he has so I wont say her name I don't want to get your panties in a wad so here it is short and sweet. He got to her last night after she got off the phone with you. She is not hurt, but I wouldn't count on her staying sane long if he has his way. She is at the training farm and from what I can tell going to receive the full treatment. I know you have not told her what you are, so she has no reason to think these aren't just maniacs that have her. I believe Prejudice plans on keeping it that way or he would not have had her drugged before taking her over to the training farm. I don't like the way he does things, but just so you know not all of his 'pets' are there against there will and I've never known one to be killed though they have been threatened with it before. In your 'friends', case Val he may make an exception though," she ended her long statement with a sigh so dramatic I felt an almost overpowering need to throttle her again, but common sense prevailed. As I took in all she had said I wondered just how far Prejudice would take his vendetta he had against me. Though what had occurred was an accident on my part, I knew it had hurt him badly. If I had been in his shoes I may have went the same or similar route. I turned to Pride and looked closely at his face. He was always more open than others of my kind. He stared back at me grimly not even trying to hide the look in his eyes. I knew then I was going to have to move quickly or lose Magic to my self-made enemy. Prejudice was going to kill my granddaughter. Not many vampires new of my birthing of a human daughter. It was a well-kept secret not only by me but also by a few others. For me it was to protect my human line, for the others it was to prevent a scandal. For a vampire to give birth to a human child was almost unheard of. Of course, few know that we are close cousins. Everyone hears the myths about being 'turned' and a few rumors that we give birth to our own, but few realize we are just split offs of the same race from long ago. It had been so long since anyone had given birth to a human child, that when I realized I was pregnant I treated it as a normal vampiric pregnancy. Never having had a child of my own I relished the fact I would have a childe to raise and care for. Wishing to make good on the unsaid promise to my childe I went out to do some bloodletting on the local 'bad guys' in my territory. Usually killing was not something I do but I would need a lot of blood to carry this childe to term and bring it forth well and healthy. Vampiric births come about quickly so I didn't have long to get things in action. I hit the back streets of Manhattan and took on the first victim for this rite of passage. I found my first victim in an alley hanging around the back door of a well-known drug related establishment. Being in a hurry, I didn't hesitate to lung at him immediately. The most he got to say was, "What the..!" After draining him and letting him fall I felt cramps splitting my sides in a rush of pain so fierce I hit my knees. Realizing form watching others give birth that this was totally to soon I thought dear God I'm miscarrying my first childe. As quickly as I could I got to my feet and rushed to the closest 'safe house I could find. There I ran into Prejudice and Charlotte as I came rushing though the door. "What wrong?" Charlotte asked, after seeing my face. "I think I am losing the baby charlotte," I said tears streaming down my face. Prejudice gasped and grabbed my arms to help me across the room to the staircase that led down to the lower levels and medical help. As we entered, the room and I lay down on the bed Prejudice asked, "Are you sure you are alright?" Prejudice asked, concerned watching my face closely. "I will be fine my love our baby is just cranky like you," I snickered softly. Prejudice laughed full and deep his eyes glowing with love as he stated, " Only you would make a joke at a time like this." I grinned and then grimaced as another pain hit me and Charlotte screamed for help as my abdomen swelled to enormous proportions. I screamed again as fluid gushed between my legs in an oceanic torrent. This was not going to be good and I knew it well, but my thoughts were of Prejudice and how he would react if our childe died after only finding out yesterday we were to be parents. Another woman came to my aid bringing a slave with her knowing she would be needed after the birth for blood letting. The slave kneeled by the bed with in easy reach of my hands knowing what his fate would be but not daring to run. I felt the need to push and grabbed Prejudice hand with strength on a vampire could wield but he held up well as I grunted against the pressure keeping the childe within me. I felt a slick feeling then a sliding sensation as the childe came forth and a welcome scream of joy from both charlotte and Prejudice as charlotte lifted my son for me to see. Tears came for my eyes as I watched him grow in her arms with the speed only a vampire can admire. The woman took him from the birthing room for it to finish knowing that the babe would have my memories to keep him safe for the time being. I felt another cramp as Charlotte frowned down at me, and then looked up at Prejudice with worry showing clearly on her face. I suddenly realized why I had not carried for the week that is usually required in a vampiric birth. I felt the slickness once again and felt the childe leave the birth canal. I heard charlotte gasp as Prejudice ran to where charlotte was holding our childe's twin. I heard him scream in agony, then turned to look at him as he left the room. Charlotte held my childe up for me to see at last. I realized then why my husband had left me to bear this alone, I would not be allowed to bear children from the this moment forward nor could any of my offspring. I had given birth to a human child. Magic Awakening Ch. 03 I found myself in an examination room much like ones found in everyday clinics that most doctors have. This scared me to no end, as I didn't wish to be examined amongst all these strangers. A man came into view and spoke in a slightly accented voice. "It will help if you relax Sable. It will keep you from having any more pain than necessary." he calmly instructed. "Relax?" I thought he must have been fucking kidding me! First, my new nipple rings were examined and treated with some form of antiseptic. Then I was strapped in a different fashion so that my legs were splayed and my private parts examined around whatever was inserted inside me for swelling. I started screaming and couldn't seem to control myself as urine streamed out my urethra. The 'doctor' came back within my vision range with an instrument I didn't recognize, and grabbed my jaw exerting pressure on either side of it he quickly shoved the surgical steel instrument inside my mouth. I heard a clicking sound and realized my jaws were being cranked open and kept that way. I heard him gasp and knew what he had seen as my jaws opened fully stretched. In my stressful state, I could not keep my fangs from descending showing to one and all the secret I had been keeping most of my adult life. However, short as my life had been so far it looked like it was going to be getting shorter. I heard the 'doctor' talking to others in the room refusing to go any further in his examination. After a rather long discussion out of my hearing, one of the team close by headed off at a run. The 'doctor' came back into my range of sight and looked down at me worriedly. I was starting to get confused, but I figured it had something to do with the deformity of my retracting teeth. After this thought the other man returned, telling the doctor to proceed as planned, that the assistant director said it was fine. After the 'doctor' had grunted his assent, he returned to examining my entire body. I felt pressure in my ass as a butt plug was removed from my asshole. It was larger than any of the novelties I was familiar with, and left me thoughtful in how something so large could fit in my ass. After retrieving a dildo made similar to the butt plug he took some items from the tray beside him. One of these items looked like two halves of a steel ring with a groove running along its outside edge. I felt pressure on my ass hole again as this was put in and around my asshole entrance. I then realized what it was for as he picked up a speculum type device that ratcheted the 2 half rings apart in order to push insets in to make the 'ring' larger. Once this was done, he picked up some pins or screws in which to hold the implement in place in my asshole. After these were applied to the device, he took what I took to be a horsetail attached to a butt plug, which was larger than the last one and inserted it with a snap into the now permanent ring in my ass. I felt something being attached to the plug and tried to push it out but the ring prevented it. The plug had some type of inflation device attached to it and was being inflated to prevent accidental expulsion from what I could gather. They had begun to talk around me as if I were a piece of furniture and could not hear what was being said. I was so worried about my well being it hadn't registered they and been talking at all. Once again, the doctor started doing things to my nether regions. He put in dildo in my cunt though not long it was rather large and curved up toward the front of my body resting with almost imperceptive pressure against my g-spot. He then brought over a garment if you could call it that. It was exactly what it looked like to my terrified eyes and I screamed again drool and spittle running down my chin. It was some sort of chastity belt that was locked on tightly about my waist. It went from inside thigh to inside thigh preventing the dildo from coming out and letting my new 'tail' and my clit hang out in the open air. That being done he reached back to the tray and took out what was obviously a bit gag made the same way the ball gag had been. He laid the gag on my chest and reached for some stats resting on the tray. Attaching this to my tongue, he pulled my tongue out of my mouth and with another instrument pierced it before I had time to figure out what was going on. Quickly he inserted a large tongue ring into the hole and screwed its ball in place. He grabbed the bit gag and smoothly slipped it on while someone removed the restraining strap around my head. The new person held me in place while this particular gag was locked in place, and the tongue ring slipped inside the bit of the gag. There would be no more attempts at swallowing my tongue. I knew I was never leaving this place by my own hand. One by one, the leather straps were taken away but I didn't move. I don't know if it was shock. It could have been but I felt myself in a back closet of my mind looking out at the world as if looking through a camcorder I held to my eye. I didn't know this was a reflex action the mind does to save itself, all I now new was I felt warm and safe for the first time in hours. I was allowed to stand and finally got to behold what had been trapping my arms for over 24 hours. I had seen them before abstractly while online in those annoying ads you get sometimes. It was an arm binder very simple in its construction. The arm-binder was a triangular tube that slid up the arms to about mid to upper bicep with straps that held it in place at the shoulders crossing in the middle to wrap across the chest above the breasts. It also had a pocket at the bottom for the hands to be slid into to prevent them from being able to touch anything outside of it. After removing restraints from my wrists my arms were allowed to fall to my sides for a brief time to hang at my sides near useless to me after being pulled back so long. This was to be a short freedom for them in any case. The doctor clipped a leather cuff to each wrist locking them in place. He then clipped them to something on the back of the chastity belt I was now wearing. Shortly thereafter, I was lead out of this room by another attendant and another trip down the hall took us to another room near the end of it. This room was similar to the first other than the fact there were more chains hanging form the ceiling and shelves along one wall where various instruments lay within easy reach of the hanging chains. Closer to the chains now the attendant placed many of these links around my body from shoulder to hipline and lock them there. He reached over close to the shelf and hit a button beside it, and I felt my self being lifted into the air with my ass in the air and my head hanging down loosely since I really didn't care by this point to lift it. He then squatted down behind me and I felt cuffs of some kind being slipped around my ankles and drawing my legs down swiftly. I heard movement in the room and what sounded like something being unwrapped. The attendant came back over and slipped what I assumed to be some kind of boots onto my feet. The attendant then reached over to the shelves a hit the button that had raised me. He lowered me till me feet touched the floor and I could stand but not fall. When I showed no reaction to put any weight down, he came around and jerked my head up. I have no recollection about what happened for a while. I was now happy and warm in my own little world. What these people did with me didn't matter anymore. COLD! The whole world had turned to ice. I snorted ice cold water into my nose before realizing I was in a tub of ice water. I was jerked above water just to my shoulder level as I shivered and flailed around the tub. Pulled out of the tub roughly by several hands, I noticed the startling looking man in the room with me again. I tried to walk forward feeling a terrible hatred deep inside my soul and fell flat on my face as the hands let go. Rolling over I kicked at the hands that reached for me once more. It was then I noticed why I had fell. The boots that now encased my feet, ankles and calves were arched high as much as 5 to 6 inches as far as I could tell but with no heel to be seen. They were black leather with wooden soles that had rubber on the bottom of them to prevent slippage of sound as far as I could tell. The man walked over while I was having my kicking fit and lifted me up off the floor by dragging my arms from behind. Manhandling me over to a chair, he threw me across his lap and beat my ass like an unruly child. The squeals I could make through the bit gag I now wore were more humiliating than even the spanking I was receiving. I sounded like a horse squealing in a panic. After a few moments of my mind digesting this, I realized the spanking had stopped. Roughly brought to the attention of the others the man waved his hand toward me and walked out of the room. For some reason this pissed me off and the fight was on. It took each and every person in the room to get me still. I felt hair in my face and looked up at a woman kneeling close to my head. After getting an eyeful of her I didn't feel near so bad about my own situation. The woman was dressed entirely in bright red rubber from top to bottom. The only thing you could see of her was crimson lips, eyes, and blond hair trailing down the side of her head from a ponytail at the top of her head. Her arms were bent at the elbow her hands on her shoulders under the rubber. Her legs were done in the same fashion. Thick pads covered her elbows and knees, obviously to prevent injury as this was her only mode of walking. A tight fitted corset of some kind matching the red rubber outfit hugged her waist making it impossible small and her breasts protrude enormously. There was a dog collar around her neck with a tag hanging down. It read "Sandy" on the copper metal that lay on her long neck. For a moment, I thought her mind was gone. Her tongue was hanging a bit loosely out of her mouth and it was then I came to notice her breathing. She was panting like a dog looking up at one of the men surrounding me with pleading eyes. "Woof!" she barked loudly. The man beside her looked down and looked at her with the gentlest expression. He reached out and petted her head as she turned toward him. At that point I got a good look at her ass since it was right in my face. She had most the same things on her body there as I did with the small exception of her having a puppy tail rather than a horsetail. Unfortunately, I understood what she was. I was in a mad house and the 'doctors' were the ones that were insane. The man petting his puppy looked at me. Once I had calmed down very slowly, he lowered himself close to me. He reached over lightly with his hand and rubbed them lightly over my nipples. I tried jerking away form him but was held in place by the others. Feeling I had never felt before raced through me. Oh my god, could I actually be enjoying this? Had my mind finally snapped? All these thoughts went racing through my head as I felt myself slowly starting to feel a peaceful feeling in my head. He continued his caresses till no one had to hold me and I stayed calm. Then he stopped. "Take her to the barn for a rest. I will start breaking her tomorrow. She is too high-spirited to try it today. I don't want that spirit broken, only tamed," He stated removing his hands from my breasts. One of the men with the Stable Master growled his assent and threw me across his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. He then walked out the door and back down the hall with me in tow. He took me through a door at the other end of the hall and out into the light of a mellow orange sun. I could see very little but the grass moving by as I was lugged along on his back. Soon we came to a place where the ground was mostly bare of grass and the sweet smell of hay permeated the air. I heard the creak of an old hinge as the large barn doors were opened. I was lowered to the ground and took in the sight of my new home for the first time. Magic Awakening Ch. 04 Chapter Four: Shocking The memory of giving birth to my children kept coming back to my mind as I made my way back to my apartment. I had left Charlotte and Pride at the bar staring at my backside rushing out the barroom door in my haste to leave. "Just what the hell did I think I was going to be able to do about this?" I wondered silently. I finally got to my apartment, slammed the door behind me, and headed to the phone. Picking it up I reached for my address book and flipped through the pages rapidly. Finding the number, I wanted I dialed the number a listened to the ring on the other end with impatience. A man's voice answered on the other end. Quickly I said the password and was transferred over to the main line. Another wait and another voice later I was talking to Damon Whitaker. Not that I care about most people much but I could not stand Whitaker. He gave off this aura of wickedness I knew was going to get someone in a lot of trouble one day, maybe him. "This is Val, where is Prejudice?" I asked briskly. "You know I can't tell you that, Val. He is adamant that you are not to know his whereabouts. And personally I don't foresee me intentionally doing anything that will give him reason to hand me my heart on a platter just for you," he said a bit self-righteously. Apparently, I had not made myself clear enough to him. "Whitaker," I said in my sweetest voice, "you wont have to worry about Prejudice if you don't tell me where he is. I will not just hand you your heart I will watch you eat it. Now I will say it one more time. Where! Is! Prejudice?" I shouted into the phone. There was nothing but silence on the other end of the line for a while, but I was patient. I am sure he had heard rumors about me, what he didn't know or was not sure of was if they were true. Let me be very blunt, most of them were true. After waiting for close to five minutes I was fed up. "Just tell him I am on my way to the farm. I'll be there in about two hours and I want no surprises, period!" I screamed lashing out with my voice alone. I hung up the phone and went to the closet to peer inside. Nothing states anger better more than being dressed for it. I ran my eyes through the clothes considering various possibilities. I grabbed quite a few items, threw them on the bed, and walked over to my shoe rack beside the closet. I grabbed the thigh high 5-inch heeled boots and returned to the bed where my clothes lay. I was going to have to select carefully, I wanted to scare the shit out of some people. I picked out the leather bra and laid it to the side then picked up the straps that lay on the corner of the bed. I had not worn the outfit yet since it didn't have anything to it but straps. Looking at the rest I decided on a short micro mini skirt that laced up the sides leaving my hips bare Taking off to the bathroom, I grabbed some powder and started slithering into the get-up. I looked at the picture I made in the full-length bathroom mirror. The outfit needed something more. I concentrated and my skin shown with power. I grinned to myself. "Yes," I whispered, "that's just the thing." I went outside a got in my car and took off heading south out of town. The farm was close enough to reach it within my time limit I had set for myself. Time flew by along with the scenery. I saw the farm come in to view. The many fields made the big red barn and hugs white farmhouse stand out even from this distance. I made my turn and squealed into the driveway at high speed. I wanted them to know I was there. As I pulled up to the house, several people stumbled out of the way of the gravel that spurted from under my tires as I slammed on the breaks. I opened the door with my Power booming before me and went up to the door. I didn't bother knocking and went in. There stood Whitaker in the hall looking for the entire world like I had already slit his scrawny little neck. "Where is Prejudice?" I asked the Power making my voice into something almost erotic. "He is on his way," Whitaker stuttered backing away. My version of Power scared the be-Jesus out of anyone within 20 feet of me and I knew it. I don't use it often. Mostly due to the fact, I didn't want lust-hungry people following me around all the time. My Power was enough to make even other vampires lust after me and with enough exertion I could kill with it. You would die all right, happy and with a smile on your face. Not even Prejudice was immune to it, but he thought I would not use it on him since I was still in love with him. This time he was wrong, oh so wrong. I felt him coming long before he got there. His anger fled before him like a hurricane lashing at everyone around him. His face a mask of small smiles and loving eyes, but no fool was I to believe it. As he came closer, he reached out his hand as if to take mine in his own and hesitated. "Val you don't use that kind of Power. What's going on here?" He questioned though his anger went up another level. "We need to talk Prejudice. You have no idea what you have done. I just hope I got here before too much damage has been done. You will not be destroying just my friend but yourself as well," I said pleading with him with my eyes. "Nice threats coming from the woman that has turned tail and run from me for more than 60 years. I told you then and I am telling you now you will not have anyone to love. If I can't have my love then you will not have it either," he angrily stated. He stopped talking as he watched my face. His eyes lit up with Power and his anger fueled it with unbridled fury. Eyes meeting mine clashed with my lusting Power, but confusion fill his eyes at what he saw in mine. There was not anger at him there just a deep sorrow and behind that, a pity for what he didn't know. I walked past him and into the study that lay beyond. I sat down on the couch near the window and across from the door. I waited patiently for him to follow on his own. In he walked lashing the very foundations with his Power as he came and slammed the door enough to make a fine crack crawl up the middle of it. "Val just what the hell are you taking about with all your damn gibberish. You have never even once tried to protect any of the others I have tortured in your memory. Why now?" he inquired as he paced the room with all that energy boiling past me and around the room with a static-like intensity. I told him, "Its time you heard the entire story. Never mind that you don't want to hear it, but for your own sanity you need to know it now so, sit down, shut up, and make yourself comfortable for five god damned minutes before you finally feel why the others are terrified of me," I growled at him making him jump. He sat. "After I crawled out of that sickbed so many years ago, I didn't just leave you to your pain as you have always thought, I was on a mission. I knew the others were going to kill our children. Moreover, you have thought them dead all this time because you would not listen to me. One of them is alive and well the other gave us a granddaughter to love. A granddaughter whom, I would have you know, I was going to tell the story to tonight. That is why she was on the phone with me the night you picked her up at her apartment. You are torturing your own granddaughter you imbecile. He ran to the door hollering for Whittaker at the tops of his lungs. "Where is Sable?" he screamed in Whittaker's face giving the man a spittle bath in the process. "She is in the barn for the night, sir," he stated calmly with just a touch of nervousness behind his eyes. "Has he touched her yet?" Prejudice asked quietly. "Only, only once sir," Whittaker said stuttering just a bit. Prejudice and I both stopped where we were, the horror in our faces sending Whitaker back a step. He looked to damn nervous now. He was hideing something, and I didn't like it. Nope, not one bit. "What do you know?" I said "No, no nothing," he stuttered. Prejudice took one step forward. Whittaker turned slightly looking at Prejudice worriedly, "You told me not to let them stop for anything. I was only following orders. I didn't know you would care about a half-breed." "Excuse me?" Prejudice fairly screamed. "Fangs, sir, she has fangs, receding fangs like Val's," Whittaker's voice trembling with real fear now. "They came and asked me what should be done. I told them everything was taken care of. You said not to stop for any reason unless it came directly from you, sir," he stated slowly backing away, the fright starting to show for all to see. I moved toward him slowly reaching out my hand, as he looked at it I could feel myself smiling, eyes glowing deep dark liquid brown with golden swirls just near the iris. Shakily Whitaker laughed, "You don't scare me Val, I know Power don't work on other vampires." Prejudice laughed almost chuckling, and said, "Whitaker you have no idea what you're saying. Every vampire is different just like humans, and you're not old enough in the blood to have met us all or seen everything to be seen. I know of only two vampires that can go against others of their kind. One of them is Pride and the other is going to break you like a small twig." Prejudice backed out of my way, and out of reach of my touch. My hand reached Whitaker and lay on his face lightly like a lover. I leaned in toward him as if to give a kiss and pushed at his mind. His face went slack as I turned on the whole enchilada. Soon I would know my granddaughter's fate.