The Prophecy Ch. 1 "Life is boring," was the constant thought that went through Luke's mind. Although what else would run through a seventeen year old high school guy's head while he sat in English class. The teacher was going over the word usage that Shakespeare used in his works and the only thing Luke could think of was how many times the teacher was going to say the same thing.
At seventeen Luke had a decent grasp on how school ran and got good enough grades to stay a head of the course. Which, leads to the point where he was about to die of pure boredom. At this point he was merely counting down the seconds until the bell rang. He ran the seconds through his head as the random thoughts bounced about in his skull.
Two minutes. "I wonder if my last two classes will be this boring." One minute forty seconds. "How much can a guy keep talking about a dead man's writing?" One minute ten seconds. "I wonder what the girls are whispering about over there. Probably their latest crushes." Twenty five seconds.
"Why is this taking so long?" Ten seconds "I'd say freedom but I still have two more classes." The bell finally rang with a high pitched buzz that had Luke shuffling from his desk within minutes. As soon as he left the class he was swallowed up in the sea of high school students that blended in a chaotic scene of mixed faces and a buzzing noise that made Luke want to find some headphones. As he walked to his next class he could see the groups mashing together: athletes, preps, Goths, dorks, anarchists, bookworms, partiers and etc.
What was sad was that he didn't fit in any of these crowds. He didn't stand out much in a crowd at all in fact. He was 6ft with a some what athletic build that made him look more scrawny than skinny. His hazel green eyes were covered by his messy dirty blond hair that almost came to his shoulders. Even his clothes didn't stand out: grey jean jacket over a band t-shirt, black jeans, and tennis shoes. He didn't fit in with any crowd since he was a mix and didn't get so caught up with one thing.
Instead of making many friends because of it, it seemed to distance him from others. He didn't mind it at all though. Every time he did try and fit in with a crowd something just didn't sit right with him. Some were too immature, others too unfocused, and most were just plain annoying.
The groups seemed to be too far into their fashions, studies, parties, sports, or fads that they were into for Luke's taste.
It actually got on his nerves more often than not. He got nagged at by his sister that he needed to get out more and become part of a group. Maybe she was right but he'd rather take a shot to the foot than hang out with half the people in this school. It wasn't like he didn't have friends. He had some friends that he liked to hang out with, depending on his mood.
And, he wasn't so much an outcast that he never had a steady girlfriend, he definitely was no virgin. But, he didn't have a place where he belonged. As he continued to watch the crowds with an annoyed expression he noticed they began to thin. His brow rose slightly before he looked at the clock. His eyes shot wide open when he saw that he was almost late for his next class. -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- Luke was on his way home from a non-eventful school day.
The last two classes, Biology and History, seemed to drag on as much as his English class. At the very least he was hoping for a little reprieve from the day when he arrived in History class, after his English, to see his favorite teacher.
But, as luck would have it the teacher was sick and replaced with a sub that didn't seem to know his ass from his face. On the way back from school Luke saw students streaming out in buses and cars, screaming and yelling a storm for the weekend to come.
They all had plans for parties, sport events, and causing all sorts of madness around their small town. Luke on the other hand didn't have any plans. Like usual, the only thing he knew he would do was wing the days of the weekend away and see what happens. He shrugged his bag on his shoulder while continuing to walk down the street towards his house.
His eyes barely glanced over the many stores that covered his route home; in fact he barely looked up from his feet at all. The world was dull, once he had seen what excited him there was little else to see. At this point life was just walking through the paces. He managed to get to the park that was a few blocks from his house.
As he crossed the grass and dirt covered paths his mind started to blank out like it usually did. "I wonder what's on TV when I get home. Probably another rerun episode of CSI. How many of those can people make? I don't think I can sit in the house all day watching reruns or I'd go insane. But, what else is there to do toni…" Luke's thoughts came to screeching hold when his body got knocked back and his head throbbed. His eyes blinked rapidly to pull himself out of his daze as he slowly sat up feeling his forehead throb in pain.
As he sat up, however, he was met with a sight that more or less mirror his own. But, the other person he stared at was a girl, and to say she was attractive would be an understatement. Her long red hair seemed to almost drape over her shoulders like a soft curtain. Yet her solid blue eyes could easily be seen on her sweet heart shaped face. As she was sprawled on the ground he couldn't help notice her slender build forming nice legs, a firm ass, and quite wonderful breasts (Luke guessed they were at least in the large C's).
The girl sat there and seemed just as stunned as he was by their little encounter. Her long black skirt was sprawled around the ground and her black sweater shirt seemed to be snug in just the right kind of way.
Luke lost track of time but realized he was staring more so than he probably should have. As he stood up he quickly offered her a hand and just as quickly made to apologize, "Holy shit I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying any attention were I was going." The girl slowly took his hand standing up but her eyes remained locked onto his face. At first he wasn't sure how to react. "Is there a big red mark on my forehead? Does she think I'm cute?
Why is she staring so long?" After a few moments Luke started to feel uncomfortable and tried to break the silence, "Um…are you ok? That was a bit of a nasty fall ya know." His words didn't seem to sink in for one moment. The girl just continued to stare. Luke was really starting to get a really weird vibe out by this whole situation. "It's you." Her voice, and the fact that she finally talked, took Luke completely off balance.
Her voice sounded as sweet as honey and whisper as softly as a breeze. "It's really you. I can't believe I found you…come with me." Luke was still trying to pull himself from the shock of the blow to his head and the sound of her voice when she suddenly took his arm almost dragging him in earnest. He didn't fight her or even argue as she continued to drag him through the park. At this point he was still trying to absorb all that just happened in the matter of just a few minutes.
He had just head butted a beautiful girl and she seemed to be more shocked about it than him. Now she was holding his hand leading him through the park.
In truth he was wondering if he was knocked cold and the fact that such a hot girl was dragging him through the woods was a dream. After a few moments he relaxed, if it was a dream or not he might as well enjoy the ride. He slowly found himself walking beside her, instead of being dragged. He followed her steps and when she began to pull in one direction he quickly moved to fallow. As they walked he couldn't help but take side glances at her sweet face and her magnificent breasts.
Every now and then he caught her doing the same thing with him, except it was at his entire from. When he caught sight of her gaze on his face she looked in both shock and awe before turning away with a slight blush on her face. He couldn't help but think how cute it was.
He lost track of time and his surrounding as he continued to glance at her body from the corner of his eye. It had been several minutes of them walking and him scanning her body while she lead him deeper and deeper into the park until they were completely surrounded by trees. It was actually the first time that Luke caught sight of his surroundings, since he had been staring at the girl a majority of the time, and he couldn't help but stare around in wonder.
He'd never been to this part of the park and didn't even realize there was this many trees here. It took him a moment to realize that she had let go of his hand and now stood in front of him staring right into his face with the same awe and shock that she had worn the entire time. He didn't know how to react, her eyes almost seemed pleading. He was about to open his mouth to say something when she ran up to him and nearly tackling him into a tree.
But, he ignored the sudden spike of pain in his back when he felt her soft lips press against his own. It was the sweetest taste he could have imagined, like pure honey being drenched over his lips.
He kissed her back wrapping his arms around her waist as he felt her breasts pressing against him. Her body completely molding into his own as a bulge started to develop in his pants.
She continued to kiss him, flooding his lips with passion, while her arms wrapped around his neck pulling him into her lips. He felt like the wind was being taking out of his lungs entirely. She finally broke away from the kiss staring up into his face with complete admiration. Luke's head was in a full spin wondering if this was a dream how long would it go on till he woke up.
"Please take me," Her voice pleaded in a voice that sounded like the softest breeze. When he heard those words slip into his ears he had to force his jaw from not dropping in complete shock. He wondered if the dream would suddenly end with that plea but as he felt her hand suddenly rub his giant bulge.
She looked up at him pleading as she continued to grip and rub his bulge, "Please make me yours. Let me be your first." He wanted to correct her by letting her know he wasn't a virgin but by the way she was gripping and rubbing him the words had a hard time finding their way out of his mouth.
Dream or no dream Luke wasn't going to waste another second wondering how he got so lucky all of a sudden. With his arm still around her waist he spun them both around and pressed her against the tree. Within that sudden movement his lips found hers once more as he began to drink in the sweet taste of her lips.
He felt her moan into his lips as she continued to grope and rub his bulge, he was almost in pain from how much he had grown (it was a bad day for him to pick one of the smallest pairs of pants he owned.) The kiss grew more heated and passionate within the next few minutes.
The way she gripped and rubbed him was unbearable yet her lips were a pure drug he couldn't get enough from. A suddenly relief washed over his growing bulge as the pressure was somehow removed.
He broke the kiss softly as a sigh of relief escaped his lips and was quickly replaced by a groan as he felt her soft slender hands wrapping around his eight inch cock and stroking it.
Her fingers slightly gripping and gliding along his hardened member sent rushes of pleasure through his body. He pressed her more firmly against the tree as his lips meet her neck, kissing and sucking it firmly. He could feel the sudden gasp of breath brushing against his ears as she moaned in pure bliss. The more he kissed on her neck the faster she stroked his cock. Luke was in paradise but he wanted more, and he could tell she did to.
While he continued to taste and kiss her skin, his hand slipped from her waist making its way over her sweater and squeezed her breast firmly. As his hand found her breast she let out a gasping moan, right into his ear, of pure pleasure. Her knees buckled as she tried to stay standing while he tormented her breast and neck with pure lustful pleasure.
His hand gripped her soft breast through her sweater and he noticed something, she wasn't wearing a bra. This only drove Luke even crazier as he gently bit into her neck and gripped her breast more firmly, as if to milk it. Her head rose to the sky as moans tried to leave her throat but no sound came out. She suddenly gave his cock a hard gripping tug that made him break from her body from the sudden jolt. That brief break away was enough to let her suddenly drop to her knees and engulf his cock in her warm slick mouth.
Luke had to grip the tree to keep his knees from buckling as her mouth sent constant jolts of pleasure through his body. She continued to work his shaft, bobbing her head in sucking motions while he felt her tongue rolling about his member.
Her hands gripped his ass pulling his hips into her mouth as he felt his cock reach the back of her throat. Constant groans and moans escaped his lips between panting gasps of breath.
She had been working his shaft for five minutes straight, without ever removing her mouth, before she pulled away gasping for breath with a bright smile on her face. Luke moved gently to rest his back against the tree, as he felt his knees would give away at any second. When he moved away the girl stood up taking a few steps away from him. He was about to tell her how amazing she was when she started to take off her sweatshirt.
His words were caught in his mouth as he could only gaze at her perfectly smooth back. When she turned around he saw the perfect breasts as she opened her arms smiling brightly to him. "Come and take me," her voice matched her very smile, bright at the glow of the sun. The strength was back in his legs as he walked forward and kissed her deeply and passionately. The moment his lips met hers her back arched and her legs gave way. He continued to kiss her while slowly easing her body to the ground.
When she lay flat his body pressed up against hers, his cock pressing against her leg, while his tongue slipping into her mouth. Their tongues danced in ecstasy in each other's mouths with pure bliss. Luke's hand then wandered down her body from her cheek to her neck till finally cupping her breast.
As soon as his hand touched her breast she broke from the kiss in a gasp of joy. On that sudden reaction he continued to work her bare breast gently squeezing it and massaging it, while each finger glided attentively over her nipple. Luke grew bolder by the minute, and it was due in no small part to her begging for him to continue, his lips began to travel down her neck till they kiss about her breast and finally took her nipple into his mouth.
As soon as she felt both her breast being worked she arched her back gasping for air. One of her hands found his head, gripping his hair firmly, as she begged, "More. Give me more please!" He continued to suck on her breast while his tongue twirled about her nipple in small swirls. All the while his hand continued to work her other breast, gripping it and massaging it, as if he meant to milk her bare breast.
He continued his attack on her breast while she screamed and moan in pleasure. Finally, she gripped his hair more firmly, pulling his head away from her breast, as she smiled with pure yearning on her features.
"Please finish it." Luke blinked up at her surprised, "Um…what?" Were the only words to escape his mouth as her beautiful body lay under him.
He wanted to take the words back as soon as they left his mouth. The worry that he had ruined his chance with her quickly clouded his thoughts, especially when he was so full of energy and lust to continue.
His fears were completely dashed when she smiled and repeated her words, "Please finish it." If he hadn't caught the meaning the second time her actions solved the problem quickly, when she lifted her skirt to show her glistening pussy waiting for him. It was a beautiful sight that made Luke completely speechless. Her pussy was there, completely shaven, fore him and she was begging for him to take her. If this was a dream he didn't want to wake up.
Without waiting for another reply she pulled his head to meet her lips in a deep passionate kiss. She groaned into his lips and he needed no more hints. He began to press the tip of his cock against her pussy which caused her to break the kiss with a mighty gasp of air. As he entered her he felt how tight her body clamped down on him and couldn't suppress his own groan of pleasure.
He smiled down at her and she beamed one up at him. He whispered to her, "You're so beautiful." That small sentence brought a brighter smile from her face as he eased more of himself into her. He couldn't push anymore of his member inside her and was barely half way in. Yet, she gripped his head firmly and rocked her hips against him. Luke was in complete heaven and didn't want to waste another moment.
He began to thrust inside her pushing his eight inch cock even deeper with each thrust, spreading her tight pussy wider as he dove in deeper. "Holy shit you're incredible," Luke grunted between breathes as he continued to dive even deeper." "No…" She gasped and groaned between thrusts, "You're the amazing one. Please complete it." She gripped his entire body to where he felt her breasts pressing against his chest.
The whole time their bodies rocked and thrust against each other in a pure rhythm of lust. Finally Luke had sheathed his entire shaft all the way inside her and was amazed on how she took it all and even more so that she continued to rock against him thrusting even more.
They had continued their erotic rhythm of lust and ecstasy for what was another ten minutes before she screamed out to the sky, "Oh yes! It's almost complete, I'm about to cum!" Luke needed no more inspiration than her cries.
His hips started pounding into her madly, throwing his whole body into each thrust. She suddenly gripped his body and screamed as a powerful orgasm took over and she gripped his body as tightly as possible. Her orgasm lasted for what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes. When she came Luke felt a strange pulse of energy run through him, almost flooding into him, he was worried that he was about to cum, but the energy left as quickly as it came.
He slowly pulled out of her looking around as he wondered what just happened. His attention was quickly pulled back to the girl sprawled on the ground in front of him.
She smiled with a bright glow, "It's complete and it was wonderful thank you." She rolled over getting on all fours to get up, and that's when he caught sight of her bare ass for the first time. It was perfectly round and smooth, just like the rest of her skin.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch it, cupping it in the palm of his hand. She gasp as his hand caressed her ass and when she looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes locked on his throbbing cock. She smiled as her tone was seductive and lust filled, "Perhaps it wasn't complete, you still have plenty of energy left." She wiggled her ass egging him to continue.
He returned her smile with his own as both hands gripped and squeezed her luscious ass, forcing a moan from her lips.
He caught a glimpse of her pussy from the back, and strange enough, it looked more wondrous from this view.
Her glistening pussy hidden under the smoothness of her ass was all to inviting, and Luke accepted the invitation. With one simple motion he buried his cock all the way into her pussy causing her to scream in pure pleasure. He groaned at how tightly she clamped down on him, even after freshly coming she was still just as tight.
It was slow at first but soon they were both back in their erotic rhythm, the moans and screams of pleasure mixed with skin slapping against one another. As they moved into this continuous rhythm his hand reach and gripped her breast, cupping and milking it as he hammered her furiously. He continued to grope her breast, squeezing and pinching her nipples, while he felt his own body tighten.
He knew he was close to his climax but not by how much, he always had good endurance. Her body trembled as her fingers gripped the grass and she screamed as another orgasm came upon her. Luke felt her juices poor down her leg and over his shaft. With one sudden pull of his hand her back was suddenly press against his chest while one arm held her waist and the other continued to fondle her breast.
Her arm instinctively wrapped around to grip his neck while their bodies rocked against each other. She was on the verge of collapsing as she was hit with another sudden orgasm that spilled down her bare leg; she even began to have a small trail of drool run down her chin from the amount of pleasure that was being sent through her. That last orgasm nearly pushed Luke over the edge as he thrust up into her.
"Damn it I'm about to cum!" he grunted the words through gritted teeth as she gripped his hair. She gripped his head more firmly and her other arm reach around gripping his ass through his jeans, "Don't pull out. Please, please release it all inside me." How could he resist a request like that?
Her voice sent him into a wild state where he slammed his whole body into her. He could feel her pussy gripping him, not letting him pull out, as his own member pulsed and trembled against her walls.
He gripped her body more firmly, squeezing her breast hard, as his cock erupted deep inside her. As he filled her up she couldn't stop another orgasm from washing over her. Their bodies grew stiff for a moment before falling limp as the both collapsed beside each other on the ground. She cuddled up to Luke and he was more than happy to receive her back as his arm wrapped around her. But, strangely Luke felt more tired than he had in a long time (and he had pulled all-nighters, even after parties).
His eyes wanted to slam shut and it was a struggle to keep them open. She looked up at his tired face and merely smiled. She was saying something but Luke couldn't make out a word as his eyes fell close and sleep took him.
-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- When Luke woke up his whole body jolted up right to look around. He was in the exact spot from when he head butted that girl. Then she led him off to the woods and…was it all a dream? He didn't have a clue, he felt really good, but that could be to the fact that he took a long nap. His palm came gently up to rub his forehead, which still brought a wince at a small touch.
The only thing he knew for sure was he hit something, or was hit by something.
He finally pulled himself off the ground brushing himself off as he noticed how dark it was outside. One look at the sky and he could see that it was getting close to sun down. "How long have I been out?" He posed that question out loud and didn't expect an answer so he made his way to hurry home.
-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- Luke finally arrived home after a long walk, the whole time he tried to piece together everything that had happened with him and the beautiful girl. Yet, he still couldn't figure out if it was all real or just a dream he had while he was knocked out like a light. He knew it would drive him insane if he couldn't figure it out. It was like an itch in the back of his head that he couldn't scratch. As he walked through the front door to their small house he was greeted, lazily from the crouch, by his sister.
"Hey Luke, what took you so long getting home? Some guys messing with you or something?" Luke rolled his eyes, "No, just lost track of time when I was walking through the park." A half-truth that worked, or seemed to, when she gave a groan in acknowledgment while she continued to watch T.V. His sister paled in comparison to the goddess which kept his thoughts racing. All Luke could see was his sisters short dark brown hair, which almost made her look like a boy.
Her small angular face, and pouty lips, was the only things that kept her from being thought of as a boy. She was barely 5'7, normally she came up to Luke's shoulder on her good days, and her petite body (with high A and low B cup breasts) gave her the look of a skinny boy. Luke's eyes barely lingered a second over her before he brushed past the couch to his room. "Do I always have to be in trouble for me to come home late?!" He slammed the door before she could even reply.
It was true that Luke got into the occasional fight with other guys from school, but who hasn't? She continued to treat him like a little boy even though she was only a few years younger than he was, she was barely past fifteen.
Luke leaned against the door with a deep sigh as he tried to clear his head. With one look at his room he felt the urge to immediately leave.
Like the rest of his life his room was boring and average. His clothes were hung up and in drawers, at least the ones that didn't liter the floor. His bed was crammed against the corner and his desk rammed next to his window. He had only one solid bookshelf in the room and some that hung on the walls, all of them filled with books he was never going to read.
He had to get out of his room, out of the house. Without wasting any more thought on the subject he tossed his back pack on his bed before going to the closet to rummage through some clothes.
He knew he wanted to get out and do something, if anything, but he didn't know what he wanted to do. Every skin and fiber of his being screamed at him to get out of the house and he was so flustered he didn't even care what he wore. He wanted out so bad he grabbed some random pair of pants and shirt. He was out of his old clothes and in his new ones within a blink of an eye (which might be record pace for him).
Luke rushed out the door without a single word to his sister; at most he gave a casual wave of good by with his hand as he closed the door. When he made it outside he felt himself more relaxed, as if he was being choked and was suddenly able to breath. The house at the moment he walked in was a jail and he was an inmate wanting to be free.
But, if he was an inmate who exactly was the Warden? He didn't think too hard on it because he hadn't figured out where he was going to go yet. He still didn't have a clue what he wanted to do but he did start walking and tried to fallow his feet. -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- Luke had lost track of time or how far he had been walking into town. All he knew was he was near his house when the sun was barely above some of the buildings and now he was downtown, some were, with the sky being completely dark.
The only light he had to go off of was the occasional street lamp. His feet began to shuffle against the side walk as he had still yet to find anything of interest.
It had been an hour after he left before he noticed that he had grabbed his best blue jeans and a decent V-neck shirt with tribal designs along the upper chest, along with his grey jean jacket He found himself drawn to an empty street with only a few shops.
It was more than strange, there wasn't anything special about the street itself when the only thing this street had was a few old, or run down, shops and flickering street lights that showed off a few alley ways.
Yet here he was walking down it because of a random urge, the same random urge that made him feel suffocated in his own home and had him grab some of his best clothes. A deep sigh left his lips before he put his hands into his pant pockets. The street seemed to remind him of the rest of his life, boring and dead. Luke just thought he was fooling himself at this point, hoping for some excitement in his dull life.
There was no God, at least that Luke knew of, so there was no random force that pulled him here. The only thing that pulled him here was his stupid curiosity and imagination.
He had finally decided to brush off both moments, moment he had with a goddess as a dream and the one he had at home, as just pure dreams (though he wished he had more dreams with the goddess in them). He had to face reality, that his life was as dead as this street.
"Hey there." Luke's attention was pulled away from his thoughts as his head snapped around to the voice. His eyes became locked on a convertible blue sports car, but it wasn't the car that caught his attention, the woman in it had his full attention.
The woman was so stunning that Luke had to make sure he hadn't run into anything to make him start dreaming again. He blinked a few times but the woman was still there. She was an older woman, maybe in her late thirties, but she was more than in her prime. She had a full athletically toned figure with the right curves, hell the first thing he noticed was how well her business outfit held and hugged her nicely fit curves.
Her blue skirt, which only came above her knees, showed off her nicely toned legs. Her blue jacket was barely covering her white dress shirt that hugged her voluptuous breasts (around the high D's, maybe even DD's). But, Luke's eyes were completely looked on her face and its full angular figures that seemed to display her luscious lips like a portrait, her bright hazel eyes were the lights shining in the display, and her long blonde hair framed the art perfectly.
He was completely in awe. The fact that he was staring to long was more than obvious but it only brought a smile to the woman's lips as she gave a soft chuckle, "Enjoying the show are we?" Luke finally pulled himself from his staring and found his voice, "O, sorry. Um…Can I help you Mrs.?" She seemed to give another soft chuckle, "Well first it's Miss.
Nina Bradley. And, I believe you're the one that's in need of help. Get in." She nodded her head towards the passenger side of her car.
If this was a dream Luke would have jumped in but he knew better, even though there was such a beauty in front of him. He shook his head, "No thanks I think I'm goo…" His thoughts were cut in mid transition as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and an itch on his spine as if someone just breathed down his neck. He slowly turned around to peer into a dark alley that was behind him. As he looked down the alley way he couldn't help but feel like every part of him wanted to move away from the alley way.
This bothered him more than the feeling down his spine, since Luke was never the superstitious type. He had no time to continue the line of thought when he was hit with the sudden urge to duck. He responded to the thought just as a blur moved for his head. As he dove down he saw the creature grip were his head was before landing on top of the convertible.
Luke hit the ground hard bringing a grunt from his lips. His eyes slowly stared up at the demented looking creature that stared right back at him. It was something out of a horror show, with its body completely hunched over and about the size of a chimpanzee. Its skin was completely pale and it looked so thin that the bones pressed against its flesh, and because it was hunched over the spin was more than visible.
But, the creepiest part about this thing that caught Luke's attention was its face: teeth like jagged nails, eyes as red as blood, and ears pointed back like daggers. Luke found himself gapping at the thing as the words escaped his lips, "What the fuck?!" before his question, or statement could get a reply, the creature was suddenly slammed by a burst of fire that came out of no were. Luke wasn't sure what knocked him cold to put him in such a screwed up fantasy. "I always hated those things.
You better hurry up and get in." Miss. Bradley's voice pulled him from his shock. Before he knew it Luke was back on his feet and his emotions came flooding in like a river. "What the hell!
What the fucks going on!" Miss Bradley just stared at him with a sigh, out of sympathy or annoyance he couldn't tell. "I'll explain, but we need to move before more trouble arrives." "More trouble?!" The words just poured out with his shock, anger, and anxiety, "That thing was like a god damn mutated gremlin and you're telling me ther…" He was cut off again but this time he didn't have time to react as something slammed against his back.
He fell to the ground with full force and the wind was knocked completely out of his lungs. He groaned for a few seconds before trying to sit up. Suddenly pain shot into his leg forcing him to scream out. Out of reflex of pain and instinct he kicked randomly with his free leg and felt his foot connect with something.
He rolled over clutching his leg as he felt more pain shoot through it. As he rolled over he saw another creature like the previous one. "Holy shit!" This time he was able to react better to the thing lunging at him. His free leg slammed full force into it making it fly back into a nearby trash can.
Luke pushed himself up and back away from the thing when he felt something take his arm. Panic shot through him again till he looked up to see Miss.
Bradley helping him up. He gladly accepted the help and didn't care if it was to her car. But the sound of the trash can moving caught his eye again and he was about to freak. However Miss Bradley reacted better and with a simple wave over her hand another burst of flame appeared from thin air and slammed into the creature as it screamed. Luke's eyes widened as he stared at the thing. The sudden tug on his arm brought his attention from the blazing fire as he moved towards the car.
He practically fell into the passenger's side and hissed through his teeth as more pain shot through his leg. He barely noticed her move to her seat before driving off. He looked over at her and found her smiling at him from the corner of her eye, "Well I never did like goblins anyways." -0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- Luke was still trying to processes everything that had just happened while he sat down in what was the most expensive looking apartment he had ever seen.
One look out the window showed him he was five floors off the ground. Yet the view outside compared little to the view in the apartment itself. The furniture was of high quality, you'd swear it belonged in a manor, with the tables and desks being of dark wood and the couches being of white leather.
There was a HD TV Flat screen that would have taken up an entire wall of at his house and here it was a modest piece in the intricate setting. The apartment had plenty of space but from sitting in the living room Luke got a good look at the whole furnishing. The only thing out of place in this whole apartment was Luke himself. A sudden sharp pain brought Luke back from staring as he winced. "Well if you don't hold still I won't be able to pretty you back up again will I?" Miss. Bradley's voice was coy as she knelt beside Luke.
Luke sat there embarrassed as his pants hung at his ankles. Normally he wouldn't mind showing off when a beautiful woman was involved but when the woman is cleaning a slash mark from a goblins claw…it just breeds an awkward conversation, especially since you still trying to get to the part where you believe in goblins. Miss. Bradley now continued to clean the blood from his leg with a wash cloth occasionally looking into his eyes, Luke could easily get lost in those eyes of hers.
"Well it looks like you're gonna need some new pants then but otherwise your leg should heal on its own." She stood up moving to her luscious bathroom, giving Luke a great view of her ass. Luke couldn't decide if he was in heaven or hell right now. It was a lot to take in for the short amount of time. He barely had time to think when she came back out of the bathroom with a strange smirk on her face.
"I don't mind admiring the view there but shouldn't you have your pants back on?" Within a flash Luke was standing straight and pulling his torn up, formerly good, jeans back on. Miss Bradley just stared at him wearing her strange smile.
He was torn between embarrassment and frustration. He went with frustration, all that happened in less than a few hours and all this woman would do is just tease him.
He had enough; he needed to ask her what happened. But, instead of calm and collective it came out bursting with a scream, "What the hell is going on?!" Miss Bradley actually looked like she had been slapped from the sudden scream. It took her a moment or two to compose herself. The brief moment pulled her from a shocked girl to a commanding woman.
She wore her coy smile once more as she gently tucked some hair behind her ear. "Well love, what do you think is going on?" Luke was easily getting more pissed off; his fists clinched so tightly his knuckle popped. All he wanted was a straight answer and this woman was toying with him? "How the hell should I know?! I keep on wondering if someone is knocking me out constantly today just so I can have the strangest dreams of my life!
You standing there asking me what I think?! I think I'm in a living fucking nightmare!" Luke didn't much care for softening his word for the moment.
He needed to yell he needed to scream his way out of this nightmare that had taken over his life. He wanted Miss Bradley to sudden shatter like glass and wake up in bed. Instead what she did made Luke feel like he wanted to shatter instead. She laughed. She laughed such a throaty laugh that she started to turn red. Luke could only stare dumb founded as he looked at her.
Her laughter continued to roll out of her so fierce that she held her stomach for a few moments. She smiled after clearing her throat and taking a few deep breaths. "I thought the same thing when I found out I was a sorceress, or a sorcerer in your case." Again, Luke felt like he wanted to shatter into pieces. He didn't hold back his shock, or his scream for that matter, "Are you telling me I'm a fucking Harry Potter?!" Luke's comment brought more laughter from Miss Bradley.
She started to grip her gut and almost fell over from how much she was laughing. Luke could swear he even started to see her eyes water from how much she was laughing.
At this point he was hoping to see a bunch of people come out with cameras laughing and shouting "Punked!"' But all he saw was a very attractive woman laughing at him; he even hoped she was pulling an elaborate prank on him. She finally stopped laughing taking a few deep breaths before coming up to him.
He still had his fists clinched and ready for some sort of fight, any kind of fight. But, when she placed her hand on his cheek and smiled into his eyes he felt all thoughts of anger and fighting slip from him. He felt calmer for some strange reason and…it was nice. After another few moments she took his hand and sat down, pulling him to sit down as well.
She was still smiling at him as she spoke, "Well I've never heard it put that way before. But, no you're not a Harry Potter. You're a Sorcerer and between you and me, we out rank Mr. Potter any day." Luke actually found himself smiling at her joke and found himself hung on her every word.
He didn't know why but he had to listen, it felt like that exact urging that had been pulling him through everything up to this point ever since he left his house.
Miss Bradley continued with a soft smile, "You can use the forces of magic and have certain things bend to your will. Everything that happened this afternoon was real. That "mutated gremlin," as you so elegantly put it, was really a goblin and that's not the only mythical creature that exists. I know it's a lot to take in but you'll get use to the fact. I know you don't want to believe me bu…" Luke found himself cutting her off for some reason as the words flowed naturally from his mouth, "No, I believe you." His eyes blinked for a brief moment to process the words that left his own mouth.
Did he believe her? It felt right to say yet he didn't know why. But, the fact that magic existed seemed like something he could believe, and calling the creature a goblin made some strange sense. He didn't know what was allowing him to think clearly but he was able to connect the dots. Some things did make sense but there were some blanks in his mind. "What things are blank?" Miss Bradley's voice suddenly pulled Luke from his thoughts and he didn't realize that he had voiced that last thought.
He must have had a dumbfounded look on his face because Miss Bradley just smiled at him and squeezed his hand. He finally voiced the question that had bothered him, above all else. "I…think I had something else strange happen to me earlier today but I don't know if I was dreaming or not." "Tell me." "Well…I was walking through the park when I ran into this girl, literally ran into her. Me and her spent some time together but I fell asleep and woke up were me and her…ran into each other.
I just don't know if it was all a dream or…" Luke froze when he looked up to see Miss Bradley's face light up with a beaming smile. He didn't know if he said anything stupid or if he seemed childish by his story. He was just shocked when she took both of his hands between hers squeezing them firmly, as if she was trying to hug the life from his fingers.
"You didn't dream anything love! You completed a contract! Your first contract was completed before I could even teach you a thing!" Miss Bradley seemed to turn from woman to an excited school girl. She just kept holding Luke's hands and smiling brightly.
"Um…I did what?" Miss Bradley seemed to struggle to pull herself from her girly high. "Sorcerers and Sorceresses gain our magic by completing contracts with beings that find us worthy. That "girl" was one such being." "But…" Luke was more confused than ever, "She looked like an ordinary girl.
And I didn't sign anything." Miss Bradley gave a soft smile, "Love, I'm sure you and this "girl" did more than spent some time together didn't you?" Luke had felt like he swallowed a stone and even felt his own cheeks turn red. Miss Bradley just smiled even more, "What you did was completing a contract, or signing a contract as you put it." Luke's jaw dropped, "Are you telling me that me and her having sex was me signing a contract?!" Luke clamped his mouth shut just as quickly as the word and turned even redder.
Miss Bradley seemed to giggle at that one and squeezed his hands gently, "Yes." "Um…what does the contract mean? Do I serve her in exchange for something?" Miss Bradley shook her head, "No love, she serves you.
At least her power does. Let me explain more." Luke sat more straight and drank in her words with pure need to know more. It was as if he was lost at sea for ages and her words were the sweet waters he needed to live. "You see when a being of magic find a sorcerer/sorceress worthy they make a contract with them.
When this happens there power transfers to the one they deem worthy. In this action they serve those they find worthy." "So…in exchange for sex I get magic?" Miss Bradley laughed again at that, "You have a charming way with words there love.
That's an over simplification, but to sum it up yes. Sometimes it doesn't have to be sex, it just has to be a way to acknowledge you as being worthy of the beings power." Luke nodded listening to every word she said.
"What did the girl look like?" That one caught Luke off guard, one moment he was nodding and drinking in what she had to say and then he was dumbstruck. He looked at her blankly for a moment before giving his response, "Um…I'm sorry what?" She simply smiled and asked the same question, "The girl you made the contract with, what did she look like." Luke paused for a moment closing his eyes. He told her everything about what he remembered of the goddess.
From her red hair and blue eyes to the curves of her body, he went into as much detail that he could remember. The more he described her the more the memories flooded back and he couldn't help but smile. But, the smile had faded from Miss Bradley's face as she suddenly stood up and began pacing. Luke felt himself grow nervous as he sat there watching her pace about the room. She seemed to pace around the room mumbling at first and then talking under her breath.
Luke could only make out a few word here and there but he started to hear the last few trains of thought more clearly. "It could be her. If it was her she must have seen something special in him. The likenesses are too much from what he described. She hasn't made a contract with anyone in years.
So he must be the one…" She let that last thought trail off as she suddenly eyed Luke who was listening intently to her words. She smiled and looked at him. "Manira, I'm positive that's who it was." "Then why were you pacing like a woman from an asylum mumbling about it?" "Because Manira has rarely made a contract with anyone.
She must have seen something special in you." Miss Bradley smiled as she took a seat beside Luke, except this time she rested her hand on his thigh. Luke's eyes immediately shot to her hand before looking up into her eyes. "You are something very special." (If you want to know how Luke is special and what will happen next then I need to know if you like the story so far.
Yes this is the major cliff hanger, but if I get good enough reviews and people interested I'll post a lot more.)