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WHISPERS IN THE DARK
Everyone, middle men of the human
world and Ethereal Clan alike, was gathered in Mahad’s
home in the border again, but this time, with the fresh information they have
gotten from the poor reduced Mountain Dweller before Marik
executed the rest of the traitors by gathering them all at an open field, tying
them all up together and burning them alive on stakes.
“The Lair?” an Underground Dweller
middle man asked. “Are you sure that’s what he said?”
“It was under the pain of torture,” Seto replied, “but yes, I’m sure that’s what he said.”
“Of all places, they had to hide out
in there,” a Pixie middle man sighed.
“What of The Lair?” a Taiwanese
middle man asked. “Is it a dangerous place?”
“It is more than dangerous,” Mahad spoke in his deep rich voice. “It is where the source
of all evil emerged. In fact, it was where the first Bad Seed existed in this
world.”
Unbeknownst to the human world, not
even to the human middle men, before the Duelist Phantom War began, there was
another war that existed in which the Outer Beings called it ‘The Hidden War’.
The reason no one knew that this war existed was that this Bad Seed was so
cunning and so powerful, that he or she or it
(because no one knew what the Bad Seed’s true gender was) was able to blend
into the human society without causing any suspicion and did its dastardly
deeds of gutting and decapitating people for its own sick collection and always
managed to find scapegoats to be blamed for its crimes. It was at the initial
stages where Ethereal and humans were trying to settle a peaceful treaty of
coexistence and this Bad Seed was not making things easier because while the
Ethereal fought hard to try and capture it, the humans were stumped with the
bizarre killings of people who wake up not remembering what he or she just did
but having evidence pointing towards him or her so incriminatingly that there
was no choice but to sentence the poor scapegoats to death. Only a few selected
human individuals knew of the existence of this Bad Seed, and they managed to
destroy it as quickly as possible and provide enough damage control to proceed
with the peaceful treaty. They were not obliged to keep this escapade a secret,
but the event was so traumatizing that those humans involved felt better off
not telling, and through time, everyone either forgot or had not a single clue
about The Hidden War.
“The Lair was an age-old castle-like
mansion where the Bad Seed kept all his decapitated trophies,” Mahad ended his tale. “After we disposed of the Bad Seed,
we’ve cremated every heads that were in its storage and burnt the place down to
the ground. Now that the name is being mentioned, it is obvious we made a
mistake of not making sure the mansion has gone down to ashes.”
“Probably the mansion was revived
again by the current Bad Seeds,” a Bulgarian middle man suggested. “After all,
I have heard of some of you having the power to restore things back into their
original states.”
“We do not rule out that
possibility,” the Head of the Gnomes Clan replied.
“Well, what are we waiting for?”
Middle men Mr. and ‘Mrs.’ Ishtar exclaimed. “We better make a move on if we
want to save those kids. Goodness knows what they’re doing to our son right
now!”
“Be patient, Ishtar family,” Maximillion Pegasus raised a hand to calm them down. “The
last thing we need is a brash decision and barging in without a proper plan. We
might unintentionally make things worse.”
“What do you suggest we do, Your
Majesty?” Lord Seth asked.
Maximillion
Pegasus kept silent for a while before replying in a grave manner, “We shall
have to require the services of Akhenadin.”
Everyone gasped. This time, everyone
in the room knew who he was talking about. Akhenadin
was a Darkness Dweller and like Mahad, he was the last
of his kind. Though he was not a Bad Seed, his powers were just as malicious
and sadistic as one, rendering Marik the Royal
Executioner an amateur. Darkness Dwellers were a clan that thrives on the power
of darkness and can absorb any form of magical and physical attacks like a
black hole, and can snuff the life out of you with just one engulf of its dark
abyss, literally absorb your life force and render your body into an empty
shell of nothingness. The reason why Akhenadin was
the only Darkness Dweller left, but rumour has it was
that they were too intent in increasing their dark powers that somehow it
consumed them all one by one, leaving only Akhenadin,
who was a young pup then, alive to aid the Outer Beings to the War. The only
con about having a Darkness Dweller as one of the Outer Beings was that it had
an allegiance as fickle as a twig. It does not take sides and would sway its
loyalty anywhere it pleases, but none dare to question it for fear of its dark
absorbent powers.
“Are you sure we have to resort to
such measures, Your Majesty?” the Head of the Fairies asked worriedly. “The
last time we required his services, which was during the Duelist Phantom War,
he almost decided to join hands with the enemy. Who knows if he had not already
sworn his allegiance to the Bad Seeds who kidnapped the young ‘mothers’?”
“We have to give this a try,” Maximillion Pegasus replied. “With an enemy like this, we
can’t take any chances. Drastic times call for drastic measures. I fear they
may have something much more sinister behind their wake, and I do not want that
chance to come true.”
--:--
“Yo, kid!
Wake up!”
“Wha…What…?”
Malik was
rudely awakened by a rough shake on his shoulders. The commotion woke the rest
of the ‘mothers’ as well, and everyone was wary and on their toes when they saw
that it was one of the Bad Seeds Illust-chan sent to
inspect Malik and Night.
It had been a week since Malik gave birth to Night, and it was a rather new
experience. Milk was included into Malik’s diet of
corn soup and bread because of his son’s need to be breastfed, and he was given
a set of cloth diapers daily for Night’s diaper changes. All the other
‘mothers’ got a chance to get a feel of how a baby is in their arms and they
enjoyed every second of pampering and spoiling Night rotten. Many have gotten
attached to Night and Malik and wouldn’t hesitate to
be a human shield for them whenever one of the Bad Seeds comes down daily to
inspect the baby. Resistance was futile when it comes to trying to fight
against an Outer Being. They may be Fallen Ethereals,
but they were gifted with supernatural powers nonetheless, and fighting them
while you’re pregnant is not a wise choice to make.
“Get up! You’re leaving here!” the
Bad Seed growled as he pulled Malik on his feet and
shoved Night into his arms. He turned to Joey and pulled him up too.
“Wh…Where are you taking us?” Malik
demanded, resisting the Bad Seed’s pull.
“Oh, somewhere much comfortable than
this dump,” the Bad Seed replied, his smirk telling him that it was anything
but the truth.
“Why do I hafta
come along?” Joey asked worriedly.
“You’ll see soon.”
“Hey! Let go of him, you fucker!”
Tristan stormed up and tried to pry him away from his captor. “Let him go!”
“None of your business,
bitch!” the Bad Seed pushed him away harshly. If it weren’t for Yugi and someone from Maximillion
High to catch him before he fell, goodness knows what would happen to Tristan
and his baby.
“Hey! Watcha doin’
wif mah fren?”
Joey exclaimed, kicking out at his captor.
“Don’t do that!” Malik
yelled. “Can’t you see he’s pregnant?”
“Well, if you don’t want anything to
happen to either of your friends, I suggest you should come with me quietly.”
Malik and
Joey wanted to resist, but decided against it. They had no choice but to allow
themselves to be escorted roughly out of the cell through a leash that was tied
tightly around his wrists and walked up the stairs, trying hard to ignore the
frantic calls of his friends below. It was a long way up—almost equivalent to
about three floors—and their escort had to use magic to levitate the pregnant
Joey up the stairs. Soon they found themselves standing in the middle of a huge
lobby that was moderately decorated with animal game, old portraits that didn’t
really belong, decent expensive-looking furniture, a slow fire burning in its
fireplace, a large ruby-red rug and a couple of bookcases here and there
adorned with a fair amount of books.
Sitting on a velvet sofa was a
creature that seemed like he just came out of a cactus jungle. His body was
covered with thorns sticking out of his body and he had that really sickening
green complexion, and a few scales here and there on his exposing skin. He had
orange-reddish hair and a pair of yellow eyes, and wore a toga that was pierced
through by the thorns. The duo instinctively knew that it was Lord Zorc Necrophades as he stood up
and closed in towards Malik, his eyes trailing along
his body hungrily.
“Milord, please. You know you’re not
ready yet.”
Illust-chan,
as usual, appeared in the nick of time along with her brother Majah. Majah coaxed Lord Zorc to sit back down and their escort held them in place
as Illust-chan came forward to inspect him and Night
some more.
“What do you want?” Malik flinched at Illust-chan’s
touch.
“Looks like both of you are holding
up,” Illust-chan commented nonchalantly. “You’ll have
to forgive Lord Zorc. He’s been rather temperamental
these days. Big ass appetite, you know. And that body of his is not exactly
helping to curb his hunger. The owner of the body has a rather high metabolism,
so he’s almost always hungry. So how was the first week of ‘motherhood’ for
you?”
“What da
hell are I doin’ ‘ere, Illust-chan?”
Joey demanded, wanting her to get straight to the point.
“Impatient, aren’t we? Well, I won’t
beat around the bush. You know that you and your friends are going to be
sacrifices for our lord, right? Well, to do that, we need sacrifices that are
reasonably untainted. Judging by the scars around your body and that choker
around your neck, Malik, I assume that you like it
rough with your partner, do you not?”
“That’s none of your business,
bitch!” Malik growled.
“No matter.
I won’t hold it against you. You’ve always been the feisty one in Domino High
anyways. But your son here, now he wouldn’t do sitting in a dark damp place
like the dungeon now, does he? After all, our lord
wouldn’t want to consume a dead kid if he ever wants to attain perfect physical
form. So that’s why we have to separate those who are pregnant and those
already given birth so that we can protect the main priority here.”
“Why didn’t you let us live up here
in the first place?” Malik asked. “With such harsh
conditions down there, you wouldn’t know who might end up giving birth to a
stillborn because of your treatment.”
“Oh, details, details,” Illust-chan waved his complaint away. “We have just the
thing to solve that. Besides, our lord’s been in a foul mood these days. We
might have to…speed things up a little.”
“What do ya
mean?” Joey asked. “N if I’m still pregnant, why am I here?”
Illust-chan
didn’t reply, but gave an eye-signal to Majah. Majah nodded and forcefully picked Joey up bridal style,
like he weighed nothing more than a feather’s touch. Malik’s
escort dragged Malik by the leash and followed Majah upstairs to one of the rooms in the East Wing.
Ignoring the duo’s questions and protests about what Illust-chan
meant by ‘speeding things up’, the escort shoved Malik
into the room and let Majah lock the door, leaving
the young Egyptian pounding and screaming at the door demanding an answer to
their questions. After excusing the escort, Majah
headed into another room two doors away from Malik
and threw Joey onto the bed situated at the far end of the room. Concentrating,
Majah willed his huge raven-black wings to shrink
back into his body before towering over Joey with lust-filled eyes and a
seductive smirk on his face.
“W…Watcha
looking at?” Joey challenged, even though his heart knew that those eyes and
that smile screamed trouble.
“Why, you, of course. I do love a
feisty piece of meat,” Majah said. “And it’s been
years since I’ve been satiated, what with the sterility of the females in my
clan, thus the lack of intercourse interest. I know a pregnant mother who is
almost due must refrain from sexual intercourse, but since your friend there is
obliged to rest about one month after childbirth, I don’t see the point of
holding back from you. Besides, I was given personal permission by Sister Illust-chan. Don’t worry, since
you’re pregnant, you won’t have to fear about me knocking you up.”
“Ya
wouldn’t dare!”
“Wouldn’t I? We’ll just have to find
out, shall we not?”
With that, Majah
quickly tore the bed sheet shirt Joey was wearing, baring his pregnant body all
for the world to see. Joey tried to escape and get off the bed but Majah held him in a death grip. Removing his loincloth, Majah leaned down to kiss Joey, in which Joey bit him till
he bled. No matter how Joey bit, clawed, punched, pushed, kicked and screamed
at his ear, Majah didn’t seem to falter for a minute.
In fact, the wounds inflicted on him were actually getting the Fallen Ethereal
hard.
“You’re gonna
have to do better than that, woman,” Majah replied.
“This body of mine has endured more pain and torture than you can ever imagine.
These wounds of yours are child’s play.”
So saying, he immediately lifted
Joey’s hips so that his pussy was facing him. With his long blood-red tongue,
he tongue-fucked Joey, tickling the clit as he went, sending Joey into an
involuntary fits of moaning.
“S…Stop…! N…No…! Keep…ahh…yer…fuckin’
tongue…offa me…!!!” Joey
whined, trying hard not to let his tears fall.
“I’ve had my eye on you for a long
time,” Majah said as he lapped at Joey’s ‘womanhood’
hungrily, alternating between the vagina and the clit. “You’ve got those wild
eyes and this honey skin of yours is such a waste on a Whisperer like your
mate. Your whole body is showered with illusions of sweet honey. Sister Illust-chan was kind enough to see through my desire and
allow me to have you.”
“Dun touch
me…!!! Ahh…!! Stop it…!!! I’m…warnin’
ya…!!!”
“Such delectable juice you have here
in your orifice. It’s hard to believe that you are going to give birth soon. I
can see why your mate fancies you so much. If it weren’t for you going to be
eaten by our lord as sacrifice, I would be glad to keep you as my mate.”
“Stop it…! I belong…tuh…Seto…! Git
da fuck offa me…!!!”
“You belong to no one but me
tonight, woman. Enjoy it while you’re still beyond our lord’s grasp.”
“Please…” Joey couldn’t hold back
his tears any longer. “Please…let…go of me…”
His words fell on deaf ears as Majah continued to lap up his juice.
“If ya…dun…stop…I’m…gonna…”
“Then don’t hold back, woman.”
Another lap sent Joey cumming like crazy, spasms after spasm hitting his body
like falling bricks. Once he calmed down, Majah laid
his hips back down on the bed and saw that Joey was sobbing with his hands on
his eyes to cover them, muttering something incoherent. When Majah leaned his ear closer to Joey’s lips, he could hear
him repeating “Imma sorry, Seto”
over and over again.
“Seto,
that Whisperer Royal Advisor, he is your mate?” Majah
asked.
Joey nodded, not caring who was
talking to him.
“You…love him very much?”
Another nod.
“You’re…reserving this body for him,
aren’t you?”
Another nod.
“Even if you know that you will
never see him or your child ever again after the delivery?”
More nods.
A long silence ensued before Majah suddenly lifted his hips again and lined his cock
against his pussy, disregarding the alarmed look in Joey’s eyes.
“Such foolish thoughts,” Majah said icily before pushing himself into Joey, earning
Joey’s strangled scream as the ‘mother’-to-be felt himself being penetrated.
“God…please stop…!! Ahh…!! Ahh…!! No…!!”
“Forget about your mate,” Majah said as he began a steady thrusting rhythm, “and
enjoy this. This may be your last sex you’ll ever have.”
“Se…Seto…Seto…Help me…”
“Your mate is not here, woman. Get
over it.”
“Seto…Seto…”
As Majah
continued thrusting him, increasing his speed every once in a while, Joey involuntarily
moaned and whined, calling out Seto’s name over and
over again in tears. This angered Majah’s pride and
he began to pummel him even harder, making Joey scream out, the room echoed
with his agonized voice as his body was rudely violated by someone else other
than his beloved. Malik could almost hear the muffled
version of his screams from his room and he worriedly pounded both the walls
and the door, demanding out to see what happened.
“Shut up, woman!” Majah had lost his cool as he pounded him with full force
of his superhuman strength. “You’re making love to me, not to Seto!”
“Se…Seto
is…ahh…da only one…I’ll
make luv tuh…” Joey cried.
“Yer not…makin’ luv…tuh me…Aah…yer raping me…!”
“I do not appreciate being the third
wheel! What does that lame Whisperer got that I don’t have?!”
“Wat…Aah…!! Wat are ya…sayin’…?”
“Do you wish to live?” Majah stopped abruptly as he picked Joey up to straddle
him, his manhood still engulfed within Joey. “Do you wish to keep your child
forever? Swear your heart to me! Swear it and I will see to it that you will
not be sacrificed!”
“W…Wat…?”
Joey was so astounded; his tears actually stopped flowing for a moment there.
Was he being confessed to?
“Are you deaf, woman? I told you, I
had my eye on you for so long. I desired you the moment I saw you in the school
infirmary when Sister Illust-chan told me to check on
you and your friends while she made the calls to your parents. I envied at the
way your mate hugs you so lovingly and tells you that you are beautiful! I hate
the way he caresses your face and kiss your lips and touch the skin that was
rightfully mine! I despised the fact that he sired your child instead of me! I
loathed the thought of seeing you cry and wallow in self-pity if ever the child
you give birth to is Whisperer-dominant and be taken away from you, never to be
seen again! I long for the days I could spy on you and your friends for I look
forward to see your radiance, yet at the same time I dread it for fear I would
see you with your mate instead.
“I want you to be mine! I want you
to be my mate! I don’t care if your child belonged to him! I allow you to keep
your child as long as you swear your heart to me! Swear your heart and soul to
me and I promise you: not only your life will be spared from our lord’s
gluttony, but your child Whisperer-dominant or not will be by your side
forever. You don’t have to bear the painful burden of losing your child ever
again! Swear to me! I implore you!”
Joey was stunned at upon hearing
whatever came out of the Fallen Ethereal’s mouth. The
idea of being able to keep his twins sounded tempting. After all, it was true
that if he gave birth and found the babies Whisperer-dominant, according to
tradition, it was a no-brainer that Seto has to take
them away and break all ties with him. But the thought of having to surrender
his heart and soul (and body) to a person he didn’t love and to a clan whose
sole purpose is to bring the downfall of the Outer Beings, including the clan
of his beloved, was unacceptable.
“Imma sorry. I cannot allow ya
tuh make me luv someone dat I dun luv,” Joey replied. “I luv Seto, n always will. I’d
rather die than let ya take ova mah
heart n let ya kill both mah
beloved n his clan.”
Majah’s
shocked face slowly turned to pure ice-cold anger as the rejection sank in. He
gripped hard under Joey’s armpits and pushed him up and down his manhood to the
hilt, ramming him hard.
“Ahh…!!!
Fuck…!!! Stop!!! Stop!!! Ya hurtin’
me…!!!”
“Swear to me,” Majah
ordered.
“N…Never…!”
“Swear to me! Swear it!”
“I won’t…!!”
Angered by Joey’s resistance, he
forced Joey back down onto the bed in missionary position and continued
pummeling into him, pounding him again and again until Joey was screaming in
tears. Joey’s body betrayed his mind as he cum over and over again, unable to
stop even if he didn’t want it to happen. His inner thighs were covered and
overflowing with his juice as Majah made him cum like
he had never cum before. He could’ve sworn he was going to tear his pussy off
with that constant pummeling. The constant tightening of his vaginal muscles as
he cum was slowly bringing Majah to the edge. As he
tried to hold back his orgasms, he leaned close to Joey’s ear and whispered,
“Swear your heart to me, woman. This is your last chance.”
“I…Imma
not…gonna be yer…bitch…!!”
“Then you just asked for your own
grave!”
So saying, Majah
reached his climax and poured in every ounce of his seed in Joey, letting out a
loud eagle-like screech in the process. He thrust a few more time to juice it
all out before his manhood slowly softened up and him pulling it out of Joey. Leaving
Joey lying sprawled on the bed crying, sobbing and trembling in his sad
pregnant state, he hastily cleaned himself and walked out of the room, slamming
the door behind him. Illust-chan was leaning against
the wall opposite the door, looking at him with knowing eyes.
“Has he sworn his heart to you?”
Majah sighed
and shook his head.
“Then he is not worthy of being
spared from the sacrifice. He will join the rest of his friends in the
sacrificial ceremony after his delivery.”
“I’m sure he will yield. If you give
me more time…”
“No, Brother Majah,
you had your time and chance. I have given you enough. Lord Zorc
cannot wait any longer. The Outer Beings will be on our tail any moment now. If
we were to achieve our goal and reign supreme in the Ethereal Clan and succeed Maximillion Pegasus’ throne, we will have to hasten our
pace. Remember where our priorities lie, Brother Majah. You know better than to succumb to such trivial
emotional baggage.”
Majah wanted
to retaliate, but decided against it. He knew better too than to defy his elder
sister—and leader of the Fallen Ethereals and Bad
Seeds—and incur her wrath.
“Good. Now go and make sure our
other brothers go do their jobs.”
“Yes, Sister Illust-chan.”
A/N: So Majah is the mysterious
figure was behind the door on the day Bakura visited Ryou when the five were officially pregnant! LOL! Don’t ask
me how this plot twist suddenly came out. I don’t even know! I just write as I
go. Well, gotta start working on the next chappie! Reviews plz!
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