16 comments/ 32597 views/ 36 favorites Golden Wishes Ch. 00 Prologue By: DataGrowth Golden Wishes Ch. 01 Word from the author: I forgot to mention in my prologue, this is my first time ever writing here. Hopefully as I continue to write stories on here, my understanding on how good stories are written will improve. That being said, I really do appreciate the constructive criticism that you guys provide for me in the comments. I know that I am far from being a perfect writer, so don't hesitate when you find something you don't like worth noting. Thanks! -DataGrowth ***** My eyes opened. I had dreamt of a girl. I didn't remember much of the dream itself, only that the girl smelled really nice. Golden rays of the sun peaked through my blinds and tickled my face. My alarm clock read 7:32 am. For a moment, I watched the dust particles float around the air through the beams of sun. Then I closed my eyes again. Didn't I fall asleep on the couch? I thought to myself sleepily. My eyes shot open and I quickly sat up straight. I looked around trying to make sense of the situation. I could recall mostly what happened before I hit the couch, so I eliminated the possibility of getting drunk. Shrugging, I threw off my blankets and heard a slight, muffled sound right next to me followed by a thump of a body hitting the floor on the other side of the bed. "AH!" I yelled instinctively, falling off my bed and reaching for the nearest thing to use as a weapon. I grabbed it then realized something: Grabbing a cactus by its head is NOT a smart thing to do, regardless of the strange circumstance that one might find myself in. I quickly threw it to the floor and grabbed something more suitable: A fork I had left on my desk that I hadn't cleaned up. Amazing. "Come out." I said, voice ridden with uncertainty while pointing my lethal fork towards the area where the person had fallen. It peered out of the covers that it had been tangled in. A flash of gold caught my attention. They were eyes. A girl's eyes. She rose and my blue blankets fell off of her head. There, in front of me, was the most beautiful girl that I had ever encountered. It was the type of quality girl that I wouldn't even find in my dreams. She had long, wavy black hair that fell to the middle of her back. Her face didn't have a single hint of imperfection. It was completely clear of any flaw that a girl might find herself complaining about. She had luscious lips and bright, golden eyes. I stared. Then stared some more. Then realizing that I was staring, I quickly closed my mouth and averted my gaze in embarrassment. Wait, said the rational part of me. This girl that you don't even know is in your room likely ROBBING YOU DAMNIT, why are you not doing anything? I realized that was true, so I acted. "Umm... Hi." I said uneasily, lowering my fork. She was so beautiful that her presence made the consciousness of every single one of my insecurities flare up. One wrong word and I was afraid she would look away. I didn't want that. I wanted to see those beautiful golden eyes for as long as I possibly could. She smiled. "Cute." She said. Her voice was a song to my very soul. She let out a one breath-laugh but then suddenly her face turned very pale. She averted her gaze downwards and began to stammer, "I am so sorry master. It is unfit for one as lowly as me to talk in such a way to you." There was silence for a bit. Then I realized that she was talking about me. I would have thought that it was a joke if it weren't for her facial expression, which reflected pure guilt, mixed in with a bit of fear. She bit her trembling lip and waited for a reply. I realized that I was keeping her waiting because I was too busy staring. "What... what are you talking about?" I said stupidly. "Wait, who are you even? Why the hell were you in my bed, and how did you even get in here? I... Um..." My ability to create sentences finally shut down as she looked up and, once again, I got lost into her golden eyes. "I apologize." She said. "It's very understandable that you would be in this state of confusion right now, master. Allow me to explain. I am a genie." my skepticism flared up. "A genie." I said in a flat voice. "Yes." She answered "I can sense your disbelief, so let me demonstrate one of my abilities. Give me your injured hand." My hand? I thought. I looked down and realized that the hand I had used to grab the cactus was bleeding pretty badly. However, the breathtaking face before me diverted my attention so I had not even noticed it. "Well, Master?" She said. I looked up. Once again, I was keeping her waiting, this time because I was staring at my bleeding hand. Tentatively, I extended my bloody hand towards the girl. She grabbed my hand and placed it between both of hers. The possibilities of who she might actually be ran through my head. I had very little friends, so it was unlikely that she was being sent here as a practical joke. It was possible that Matt sent her here to screw with me some more. No, if he had somehow encountered someone of this angelic caliber he would likely be the one screwing her instead of wasting screwing time to screw around with me. A radiant golden flash snapped me back to attention. I looked up. It was lit between her hands, and immediately the pain in my hands began to fade. She lifted her hands away. The blood remained, but the holes in my skin were completely gone. Even the scar on the back of my hand that I had gotten from falling off my bike back when I was four was gone. Seeing me at a complete lost for words (once again), she smiled, but continued. "Eleven minor genies were created along with the creation of the universe. After creation, we were sealed into psiandrals, that golden sphere you slipped on yesterday." Recollection of the past events yesterday began to come back to me, from the finding of the golden sphere to the sharp pain that had attacked my arm when I was examining it. "Of the eleven psiandrals assigned to this universe, three fell into the earth and were found and sealed by a group of people that you would refer to as the Greeks. A man named Archimedes was able to discover the true purpose of the psiandrals, as a vessel that contained us. Unfortunately, after the discovery was publicized, wars began to break out in order to claim the vessels. The Greeks ended up losing two of the psiandrals. One to a group called the Persians, another to a civilization called the Romans. They knew that their empire was on the verge of falling, so as a last attempt to conserve their honor, the last psiandral-mine, was sealed into an underground temple shortly before their empire fell." "But wait," I said. "Why couldn't the Greeks just release you guys and wish the wars to be won, or just wished their enemies away or something?" "Releasing a genie from her psiandral is not an easy feat. First of all, a psiandral will only release to certain individuals with very specific attributes. It will scan any person that touches it and will judge whether that person is suited for and capable of handling the powers of a genie. What it searches for exactly is not known to me, but that information is only known to the Greater Genie that created me." "Well if your... siandrul was sealed away, then how did I find you in the middle of the sidewalk? And where are the other two that were taken by the Romans?" I asked. She frowned. "I am not exactly sure. We have very little knowledge on what goes on with the world outside of us after we have been sealed inside. The information that I relayed to you was knowledge that I acquired through a collaboration of manuscripts written from different perspectives of those involved in those wars. That is one thing that I am able to do, by the way. If outside knowledge exists, whether in a book or even in somebody else's thoughts, then it is mine for accessing." I took note of it. "However, I do share a link between the other minor genies in their psiandrals so I can tell you what happened after the fall of Greece. The first psiandral was in fact destroyed by the Romans when they attempted to use heavy force to release the genie inside. Yes, it is possible for us to die. The second was shortly taken back from the Persians and from Earth by a Greater Genie after realizing how treacherous mankind was. Why my psiandral remained, I do not know." "So I'm the only one that has ever released you from your sphere?" I asked, skeptical again. "Yes," She answered. "It appears that you are a very special and capable person to be able to do so." I frowned again. That didn't sound like me at all. I was nothing unique or special. I was never one of those people that particularly stood out in anything. The genie seemed to know what I was thinking and frowned as well. I looked up. "What exactly are you capable of then? I get what, three wishes and you move on to the next guy who finds you?" I asked. "No," She answered. "While that fable was loosely based on us, the context behind it is a little bit skewed. Once a genie is released, she is bound to the one who released her for life. You have as many wishes as you want, save they are not too majorly world changing." I was stunned. For life? Realization of what that could mean hit me like a train. The genie noted my expression and smiled again. "As my master, you have the right to do whatever you want with me, including naming me as you desire. As... As for my improper behavior earlier, I am not allowed to object if you desire to beat me as punishment." She said, looking down meekly. "What!" I exclaimed. "I would never do that! That's not the proper way to treat a girl!" She looked up, confused. "But... I am not a girl." She said. "I am merely your property to do as you wish with." I would not hear of anything of the sort. "I don't care what you really are, but you are the single most beautiful girl that I have ever even seen in my life. And I don't care what you say about you being my property, you're another living form like me so there shouldn't ever be an excuse to beat you." I said, recalling the words of my father when I had asked why fathers beat their kids like I had seen on the news. The genie blushed. "I see." She said. "Perhaps this is the reason why my psiandral chose you as the individual to use me. I told you that I am connected to the other genies of this universe, but I have never even heard of a master comparing my or her genie as an equal. From what I've seen, most of the genies that have been released are objectified and beaten almost regularly." "Well that's stupid, and I'm not like those masters, if they could even be called that." I said, disgusted with what I had heard. "Anyways, you said that I was in charge of naming you?" She nodded. I thought for a while. "Melody." I said. "To reflect the beauty of your voice." She blushed again, this time much deeper. "Melody," she repeated, golden eyes shining. "It sounds beautiful." I stood up and offered her my hand. She smiled and took it, rising with me. As she did, the rest of my blanket fell off of her body, revealing her lack of clothing. my eyes widened. my legs gave way and I sat down on my bed. Not only did she have the most beautiful face that I had ever seen, but her body was amazingly sexy also. She had a slim waist and stomach, and large breasts that were likely around a D cup. Her ass was very curvaceous, and there wasn't a trace of any hair below her head. She was the epitome of my perfect woman. Melody noticed me staring. "Oh?" Said Melody, a playful smile on her face. "Is my master interested in what he sees?" I was speechless. "Well why wouldn't you be," She said. "After all, my entire image is based on what you believe the perfect woman looks like. I forgot to mention that. The pain you had to feel when I was being released was me connecting to you. The pain in your head, specifically, was me reading all of your preferences to how you wanted me to look like, so, here I am." Seeing my lack of response (it was becoming a regular thing), Melody got closer to me and whispered, "Do I have your permission to touch you, master?" I nodded dumbly. She smiled sexily and crawled on top of my sitting form. She gently pushed me down and ran her hands softly against my body. I was felt like I was going into shock. This was the first time I had ever even seen a woman naked in real life, and here she was pulling my pants and underwear down slowly. The moment they came off, my member sprang to attention. Melody smiled and giggled softly. Then she began gently stroking my penis with her hand. The sensation felt so good that I was afraid that I would come right there, just by her gentle stroking. Before I could do anything though, Melody lowered her head and placed it over my cock. She began to bob up and down. I groaned. I had never thought that anything could ever feel this good. I didn't even last for sixty seconds. I came hard into Melody's mouth, my head ringing in pure ecstasy. Then I blacked out. Golden Wishes Ch. 02 I woke up on my couch to the sound of singing. There were no actual words, just la-la-la's. However, the singing was filled with a type of carefree happiness that I just could not explain. I sat up. Recall of everything that had happened before I had fallen asleep instantly hit me like a train. Melody. Melody was a genie. Melody was a genie with powers, both physical and metaphysical. Woah. Starting to rise, my foot got caught on a loose couch cover and I tumbled to the floor. Melody's head poked from around the corner. "I see you're awake, Master." She spoke, giggling. I untangled myself from my shame and stood up hastily. "That didn't happen," I said, looking away sheepishly. She giggled softly, then replied, "My lips are sealed, Master." I still had so many questions, but I had no idea where to begin. I sat down again. Before I could make a sound though, Melody said something first. "You know Master, I still don't actually know your name. Or really anything about you to start with." That took me by surprise. "Wait, what?" I asked, puzzled. "My all-powerful mystical genie doesn't even know a simple piece of information like my name?" She pushed me over. "It's different with you, Master. It's up to you as to what pieces of information that you, personally, choose to share with me. Actually, it is even your decision as to what information I should know about in general. While I may possess abilities regarding the obtaining of information, it is entirely up to you how I should use, handle, or even remember that information." "So like, if I asked you to learn something, then wished for you to forget it, that would happen?" "Correct. You are in control of every aspect of me. You are my Master after all." I pondered this. Then I spoke. "Jason." "I'm sorry?" She said. "My name is Jason Surge." I said again. While I was at it, might as well just introduce myself. "I'm twenty years old, and I'm currently in my third year of college at the University of South Central Florida." "Nice to meet you umm, Jason. I'm, well, Melody," She said, smiling. However, I could see that she looked slightly uncomfortable. I sighed inwardly. I'm not sure what it was exactly, but I just felt so... inadequate. Her presence just made my capability for thoughts feel like scrabble letters that were in a bag that was being shaken. I felt this way around a lot of girls, but Melody most definitely took it to the max. A slight tingle resonated throughout my head. Confused, I looked up. Melody was frowning at me with sad eyes. "Jason," She said. "Please don't take my lack of comfort with who you are, personally. Ironically, it's because I did not expect such a person as you to exist. To even fathom that the master that I was destined to be with was one that would treat me as an equal... that is an idea that I would have laughed at before meeting you. My discomfort stems from simply calling you by name rather than your proper title." She paused. When I didn't say anything, she continued. "I know that you believe that you are not good enough to make friends or attract females, but that is not so. In fact, that is almost as far from the truth that it can get. As a genie with powers beyond your comprehension, I can tell you with absolute certainty that many girls find you attractive, both physically and character-wise. Even now." I looked up. That couldn't be right at all. If that was true, then why was it that I had so few friends? Why was I getting picked on constantly by people that I didn't even know? "Actually, while this might be hard to believe, quite a lot of guys that actively bully you are in fact jealous of the way you look. I can tell you myself that if I was put in another woman's shoes, I would not feel uncomfortable around you at all. In fact, you are rather pleasant to be around. You put yourself down too far. Of course, there is the problem with this Matthew Sullivan guy, but your lack of friends is only partly affected by his campus presence. It seems like there's something else that's getting in the way of you and your self-confidence-" "You actually haven't completely shared with me what you're capable of as a genie." I said, cutting her off hastily. I was afraid that she would read further down into me. If what she was saying was the truth, it was possible that she might have been leading towards that. That was not something that I was ready to dig out and share with her about. There was still too much pain. She knew that I was changing the subject. However, she only gave me a sad look but didn't push it any further. She waited for about ten seconds. Then she spoke. "Well, first of all, as you experienced already, I am capable of protecting your body from harm. That includes lethal or non-lethal diseases, pathogens, and infections." "Would it be possible to rid me of all possible harmful germs now then? Excluding those I need to keep functioning normally." Melody's eyes flashed gold. Instantly, I felt... healthier. I really can't explain it the change, but I know that I felt better than I had moments ago. "Is it possible to change my body?" I asked. I wasn't too fat or too skinny, but there was a layer of fat over my abs that had developed since high school and it wasn't something that I was very proud of. Melody looked at me strangely. There was another tingle in my head. "Ah." She said. Her eyes flashed gold again, and my body began to change. The layer of fat over my abs disappeared, revealing a very nicely defined six-pack. My arms and legs grew a little bit bigger and well defined with muscles, and my chest increased in size. I felt great. Stronger. More capable of doing things that I would have been able to before. I checked myself out in the mirror. The change was incredible. It was how I should have looked like. Well, at least it was the way that I had always imagined myself to want to look like. That made me a little curious. "How do you keep doing that? Does it have anything to do with the tingle I keep feeling in my head?" I asked. "Very good," She replied. "Yes Master, that feeling represents every time I am inside of your head to retrieve information. Speaking of which, it is possible for me to communicate with you through such means. If you think something with the intention of sending it to me, then I will receive it and communicate back to you." Like this? I thought. Loud and clear master, I heard Melody's voice ring in my head. It sounded beautiful even in my head. "Okay," I said. "So healing and telepathy. Got it. What else?" "Well of course there's the wish-making part, with given restrictions," she said. "You can wish for anything except for anything world changing. You also cannot wish away the existence of a living being. That is not a genie's call to make." I nodded. She continued. "I mentioned before that I can obtain information from anywhere in the world. That means reading minds," She said. "Umm, I can control minds, defy physical laws of space and time, and allow you to do the same, once again, given it is not world changing. Also, from the information that I've gathered, I believe that I am a very good cook." My eyes widened. "Okay fine," She said, noting my expression. "I haven't actually tried cooking yet, but it seems easy enough." "You can defy physics?" I asked in wonder. "Can you like, turn off gravity for me right now?" Melody's eyes flashed gold. A strange sensation overtook my body. Nothing seemed to happen at first, but when my right leg twitched involuntarily, my body slowly began to float. I looked down. "HOLY CRAP!" I exclaimed. I was floating off the ground. It was... strange to say the least. If anything, it was actually really uncomfortable because it felt strange to breathe or move or do anything really. Melody noticed my discomfort. Her eyes flashed again, and all discomfort that I had previously felt was instantly gone. It was awesome. At first, it was a little bit hard to control my body's movements, but after I got the hang of it, I began to steer myself around my room. "This is so cool Melody!" I called out. She smiled at my delight. I floated around the top of my room, giving myself a view of my room that I had never seen before. After a few minutes of exploring my ceiling, I called out "Okay, you can put me back down." Melody's eyes flashed gold again and my body began to float gently back towards my couch. I landed and my gravity returned. "That's freaking awesome," I said, smiling. "I'm definitely going to start brainstorming other things that I can do relating to the whole defying physics things." She smiled again, this time because of my excitement. "So do you have any limitations to your powers?" I asked. "Yes and no," She replied. "While my powers themselves, when used properly, have no limits and require no recharge, there are certain rules that I must abide to. First of all, it is impossible for me to utilize my powers in a way such that it would intentionally bring harm to you. That applies even if you were to wish it yourself. Like I mentioned before, it is also beyond my capabilities to perform any great world-changing events. Finally, I am not allowed to perform any actions that directly disobey your orders." I nodded. All of these were within reason. I was about to ask another question but I was interrupted by a knock on my door. I turned towards it. "Jason?" Came a female voice through the door. "Please tell me you're in there." I turned back around. Melody was gone. I sighed but rose. I was only wearing a pair of shorts but I shrugged and trudged towards the door. I opened it and found Dawn standing there with her arms crossed over her breasts. She wore a low-cut black shirt and short pink skirt. Around her neck was her matching signature pink scarf. "Jason?" She asked. "I didn't see you in class yesterday. It's not like you to want to skip. Actually now that I think about it, I've never actually ever seen you miss a day of class. Anyways, I called you a few times but didn't get an answer. Is everything okay?" I turned around again, scanning the entire room for Melody. She was as visible as air. "Jason?" Dawn asked again. I turned back around. I remembered why I actually didn't go to class: Matt Sullivan. However, I didn't feel like telling Dawn that Matt beat the living crap out of me to the point that it hurt to walk. Any time that a situation with Matt ever came up, I knew that Dawn would feel terrible. She blamed herself as the cause for my torment. I wasn't necessarily upset at her, but regardless of the amount of times I let her know that, she still often beat herself up over it. Anyways, I doubted that I would be able to lie my way out of this one. My body likely looked damaged beyond belief, and I was standing shirtless in front of her. The amount of bruises- wait. Where were the bruises? Surprised, I looked down and for the first time realized that my body was perfectly fine. I twisted around experimentally and found no pain anywhere. I even lightly hit myself in the ribs to make sure that I just wasn't going crazy. No nerves firing off painful warnings. Thinking back on it, I didn't even feel any pain this morning when I woke up, so it was likely that Melody had healed my injuries while I was still asleep. "Umm... Jason?" Dawn inquired. I looked up suddenly, remembering that she was there watching me act like an idiot (when does this ever not happen?). "Yeah sorry. Umm," I quickly tried to think of a reason. "I wasn't really feeling that well." Dawn raised her eyebrows. I regretted the words once they came out of my mouth. Dawn had seen me go to class with an a hundred degree fever. She had also watched me throw up all over the floor in the middle of a lecture after I insisted that I felt fine enough to go to class. It was just the way that my folks had raised me. Telling Dawn that I skipped because I wasn't feeling well wasn't exactly the best excuse that I could have come up with. "If Matt is bothering you, why can't we just go to the police?" She said, giving me a sad look. I noted the way that she said 'we' instead of 'you.' "Dawn I already told you, it wasn't Matt okay? And you of all people should know, his dad is one of the higher ups that works at the police station anyways. Why do you think he gets away with so much crap?" I replied, defending myself and starting to feel a little agitated because I was thinking of all that 'crap' he had gotten away with. More than often, it involved me looking like an idiot or getting hurt. "The police can't actually be THAT corrupt, Jason. I'm sure if you made an official call-" "Look Dawn, I really appreciate your concern but I've already tried twice. The first time, my call was picked up by Matt's dad himself. He gave some excuse about an emergency in the building and just hung up the phone. The second time I reached another officer, but when the officer asked if I knew the person that had beaten me up, when I told him that it was Matt Sullivan, the guy just hung up on me." She started to say more but I gave her a look and she dropped the topic. "Fine, I'll stop asking about this for now, but I promise you that this subject will come up in the near future." She said. I simply shrugged and looked the other way. There was a silence for a few seconds. "So umm," Dawn said, looking down. "If you're feeling up to it, do you want to grab something to eat? I was going to go pick something up from Menchies anyways, and, well since I'm here and you don't feel too well you might as well come along." I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday, so it was true that I was starving. However, I thought of Melody. I couldn't just leave her alone here. Well, assuming she hadn't grabbed this opportunity of my distraction to high-tail out of the nearest window. "Thanks for the offer, but I'm still not feeling so well." I said. "I'll call you later though okay?" She nodded and left. I closed the door and took a deep breath. Turning back around, I started making my way back to my couch but then heard a sound somewhere off to the left of me. There was a loud crash, then a muffled yelp. Furrowing my eyebrows, I walked over to my kitchen and opened the pantry. There was Melody, sprawled on the floor with a pot over her head and a pile of uncooked spaghetti noodles in a heap around her. "You know," I said. "To cook spaghetti, you need to put the noodles in the pot." "Ha-ha." Said Melody, shaking her head vigorously to clear stray noodles out of her hair. "What were you doing in my pantry again?" "Umm, I was unsure whether or not you wished to let my presence be known. It is not my decision to make." I nodded. That made sense. "Well why didn't you just like, turn invisible or something?" I asked. "Hiding in your pantry seemed like more fun." She said with a child-like smile. She rose and looked around her at the mess that she created. Her eyes flashed gold and everything returned to their proper places. "Well officially, I can say that I want to let the world know that you exist," I said. "You're most definitely let-the-world-see-you material." She blushed hard but smiled. I waited for a few moments, just watching her beauty. "Umm, may I ask you something?" I asked, looking down, then back up. She looked up, curiously. "Of course you may. You are my master, remember?" She said, with a little smirk. "Umm..." I started. It was hard for me to find the words. I looked back down. It came out a little bit faster than I would have liked it to. "Would it be okay with you if, well, I could maybe umm, well call you my girlfriend?" I stammered. There was an uncomfortable silence. I started to become aware of how red I was. Hey come on, this was a girl that transcended my dreams and I was asking her out. Put yourself in my position. "I don't know..." She started. I looked away, embarrassed. "I would hardly be worthy for such a position." My neck snapped back up. I nearly choked with surprise. "Umm. What." were the only two words that I could think of. I could not get over the idea that this divine being could still possibly believe that I was better than she was. That I was worth more than her. "It's one thing to acknowledge me as a person, but publically declaring me as one that is equal to you as the center of your love? It's hardly a position that I should even be considered for." "Look," I replied. "Never in a million years would I even imagine that I would even be able to talk to somebody as close to as beautiful as you. I already told you, you are not some strange being that I imagine I ever want to be distant from. I'm not asking you to be my girlfriend so that you can be a genie that's just there to follow me around and grant my wishes. I'm asking this because you're the first person in a very long time that has reached out to me and looked past my flaws... It's not really something that I enjoy talking about but... I just don't really know how to explain it. I just feel so comfortable around you, in a way that I can't say that I've felt for a very long time." Tears began to form in Melody's eyes. Whelp, I thought. I screwed this one up pretty badly. Through her tears, a shaky smile appeared. "I accept." She said, two tears falling perfectly down her cheeks. I wiped her tears off her face. "I'm sorry Master, I'm just... overwhelmed right now. You are a unique person, Jason Surge." "Nah," I replied, smiling. "I just do what I can." PLAY IT COOL, I desperately repeated in my head. Melody wiped the remaining tears out of her eyes and smiled again. She probably could read what I was thinking. But I didn't care. I could now call her mine. Well, you know, ignoring the fact that I could have done so from the start given she was my genie and all. We walked back to my living room. "You know," She said. "You haven't actually even made a wish yet." I realized that it was true. I had merely asked her to demonstrate her powers, but I hadn't actually wished for anything yet. I thought hard. I wanted this first wish to be special. After all, it was my first formal wish I was asking of my beautiful genie. It should be something that I would be able to remember and say "That, was my very first wish." "Melody," I said, making my decision. "I wish for something to eat."