"Witch! Witch! Witch!"
The chanting of angry villagers could be heard throughout the village and a menacing orange red glow neared the last house that stood at the edge of the woods.
"Mamma!"
A young girl about 11 years of age runs from deep within the woods to her house. She had been exploring the woods and had fallen asleep when she heard the menacing chant. Her midnight blue hair stuck to her sweaty face, her light blue eyes now watery from the cold air. She had heard from some of the villagers that she had been suspected of witch craft, but why her? Her family was humble and always went to church, why would they suspect such a thing from her?
As she got closer and closer to her house the orange red glow had gotten bigger and smoke was everywhere.
"Mamma! Papa!"
As she emerged from the woods and cried out some of the villagers that had already started to burn her home turned to her.
"There she is!"
"Don't let the witch get away!"
"Mamma?… Papa?"
She neared her burning home, tears running down her cheeks. Her parents where were they? She didn't know until she heard the agonizing screams of her mother, they were still inside!
"Mamma! Papa!"
Just as she was about to run inside she was held back by the villagers.
"It's time for justice little one!" cried one laughing as he said it.
She was bound by rope and was dragged to the center of the village where all punishments where held.
Why?… why did this had to happen? We paid our respects to you… we never asked you for anything. My parents where happy with what we had… where are you now? Answer me!
"Mia Van Allen, you have been accused of witch craft. How do you plead?" asked the priest
Mia raised her head, her mud stained face. Her tears, some dry and some still fresh also stained her face.
"Why? Why would you do this to us? What have we done to you?"
The villagers and the priest stood quiet until a woman had gotten a rock and threw at her hitting her right on her forehead making her bleed.
"WITCH!"
"Witch! Witch! Witch!" they chanted
Just when the people where going to stone her there was a large explosion, all the villagers looked towards the direction of the explosion. The flames had reached the church and was now being engulfed by flames,
"The church! God's home is on fire! Put the flames out!" cried the priest
All the villagers started to run and gather buckets and filled them with water. They had left her there bound in the mud, but she wasn't going to just lay there. She had to get out. She started to wiggle her arms and hands hoping that they hadn't actually tied her up. And thankfully they hadn't, her bounds became loose and she started to untie herself. She slowly got up and started to run towards the opposite end of the village. So far she hadn't been noticed until one villager,
"The Witch! She escapes!"
"After her!"
She started to run faster, her feet digging into the mudded road. She would slip every once in a while but she would get up and start running. She stopped when she got into a good darkened alley way, her chest hurt and so did her stomach. The empty feeling in her stomach and the butterflies in her chest finally settled in, her parents had been killed. She has been accused as a witch, and now she was alone. Where was this god that her parents spoke to her so much?
"Where are you? You have abandoned us! My parents… you've let them die! Why?"
She fell to her knees and started to cry, she heard some of the voices of the villagers that seemed to be still quite a distance off.
"Where is that little witch?" she heard a villager cry out.
"My my it's seems you are in quite a situation little one, may I be of your assistance?"
Mia's head shot up and came face to face with a man. He was handsome, with shrewd features and black hair that went down to this waist. He held out his hand to her,
"Von Kampfer, Isaak Fernand Von Kampfer at your service."
She grabbed his hand.
"Mia Van Allen Mein Herr,"
"Meine Dame how may I be of your service,"
"Mein Herr, I suggest you not be seen with me or else you would be also suspected of witch craft."
"Wait till we get our hands on that little witch!" they heard the voices of the villagers nearing.
Mia's hands balled into fists. Isaak saw this,
"They have done you harm haven't they?"
She started to tremble with rage now.
"Not only have they suspected you with witch craft but they have killed your parents as well. And the very god your parents believed and prayed too is the same god that these villagers have thrown at you and said that He is opposed to the thing they have accused you of am I right?"
The villager's voices became louder signaling their close distance.
"They want a witch… I'll show them what a witch full of rage is capable of."
Mia got up and headed out to face the villagers, Isaak followed close behind. He knew that she was different, from the very beginning he sensed something powerful in her starting to wake.
"The witch appears!"
All the villagers where now present, each one of them was armed with either a pitch fork, a torch or a stone.
"You wanted a witch well now you got one!"
"Mia Van Allen repent and all your sins will be forgiven," cried the priest.
"That easy… how could you make this so easy when you have caused more damage than I have?"
"Repent child."
"No! You should be the ones asking for forgiveness! You killed my parents!"
"A small sacrifice-"
"A sacrifice?" Mia had started to laugh hysterically.
Isaak liked her laugh. She would do nicely in The Order.
Mia now seemed totally different, her posture was straight and her eyes now seemed darker than before. She raised her hand out and pointed towards the crowd,
"From ashes you came… ashes you shall become."
Flames burst out of her hands and headed towards the crowd, the flames were too powerful in Isaak's eyes that she was able to burn half the village as well burning everything in sight. When the flames subsided nothing was left, the early morning air was cold. The grayish blue sky signaled a new beginning, it was the first day of winter.
"Meine Dame, shall we head home now?"
"Yes… Mein Herr."
*7 years later…
A young woman around the age of 18 walked through darkened hall ways. With her she carried a tray which held a tea pot and a few tea cups. As she got to her destination she knocked at the closed door before her.
"Come in."
She opened the door and walked in, it was a study room. The chimneys fire was nice and warm. Three chairs were around it and a small table in the middle.
"Tea Mein Herr,"
"Ah Mia, just in time." said Isaak
She set two cups of tea and began to pour the hot beverage on each cup.
"Your tea is better than ever Mia,"
"Thank you Mein Herr."
"It seems like your recruitment wasn't a total waist." said the second man.
He was about her age but a year younger, possessing the beauty of an angel and the heart and brain of a devil.
"Dietrich Von Lohengrin, why so sad? Did your puppets finally became aware of its owner and ran off?" spat Mia.
"Care to find out?"
"Now now children, settle down. Thank you for the tea Mia."
Mia bowed and took it as her cue of dismissal, just as she was leaving Dietrich started to toy with her. His strings connected to her body and made her stop, but Dietrich had never seen her powers. Mia's body began to give a yellow glow and Dietrich's strings burned up,
"How!"
"Careful Von Lohengrin, it's not very smart to play with fire."
Her menacing grin stayed on Dietrich's mind as she excited the study.
"She has grown so much hasn't she?" asked Isaak proud of his pupil.
"If she is as Radu, why is she just a mere maid?"
"Not just any maid, she is my personal tea brewer."
"Hn"
Mia has returned to her room, she usually stays there when she has nothing left to do. She wears the traditional Order uniform, her boots are similar to Dietrich's but instead of wearing pants she wears short shorts and nylons underneath. A white button down shirt and black tie, she sometimes wears the jacket but feels much more freedom without it. She only wears it when there is company or there is a meeting. Even though she is much like Radu, she hasn't been given a title. She trains on her own and occasionally with Isaak whenever he offers his assistance. She met Dietrich when she first arrived, they had shared some friendship but all changed when Dietrich was given the title of 8=3. She remained as Isaak's personal tea brewer and partner whenever he needed assistance. Her powers had grown over the years. Her control over fire had increased dramatically and is able to perform simple spells with the help of Isaak.
But when she trains on her own she concentrates on her mind powers, no one knows of her special ability not even Isaak. She is able to levitate and shield herself, as well as pick up things with her mind. She discovered this power when she turned 15. She had gotten very powerful headaches and noticed they would only go away with concentration. So the more she concentrated on things she noticed them starting to move, she noticed that her eyes would glow a lighter color whenever she would use her mind powers. She had been reading books and found out that with training and concentration she could gain the ability of mind reading and future telling. But according to the books that would take years to achieve but she is determined to accomplish it in half that time.
*Knock Knock*
"Mia it's me,"
"Come in."
Isaak had come in through the door and went to her bed. Mia was sitting crossed legged on her bed, her boots were off.
"Do you need anything Mein Herr?"
"No no I just wanted to check up on you. Have your head aches bothered you lately?"
"No Mein Herr they haven't."
Isaak knew of her head aches but he didn't know what was causing them or that she could make them go away. He removed his glove and placed his hand on her forehead.
"You look a little pale, have you been eating well?"
"Yes Mein Herr,"
"You can stop calling me Mein Herr, how many times must I tell you this Mia?"
"I'm sorry Mei- I mean Isaak."
He was caring towards her but still strict, to her he's like her second father. After the incident 7 years ago he has watched over her.
"I'm here to talk to you about your little stunt a few minutes ago,"
Mia straightened up.
Oh god I'm trouble now, stupid Dietrich.
"I have never seen you do that before, when did you accomplish raising just your body heat like that?"
She looked at him wide eyed, she was expecting a scowling but here he was asking her how she had accomplished it.
"Um I have been training in my spare time,"
"That's good. You were able to raise your body temperature to its highest without bursting into flames. I'm very pleased Mia."
He smiled at her.
"Thank you M- Isaak." she smiled back.
Her midnight blue hair reached mid back and was in layers giving it a wild look. Her magnificent blue eyes never lost its shine. He got up and started to head towards her door, she got up as well. He turned to her. He was always fascinated by her. When he took her in she was a mere girl but now standing before him she was different from the girl he took in. Her nicely shaped curves intrigued him as well as her long legs, and her chest. It wasn't ridiculously big but it was a descent size, he didn't want to admit it but he loved the girl. Something no one would expect from him, he was the heartless type. Toying and using others was his game, but not with her. He couldn't bare use her.
"I will be taking my leave, I have work to do."
She bowed and opened the door for him, god did he love the respect she gives him. He grabbed her chin gently and made eye contact with her.
"Take care tovarish."
She smiled and he smiled too but not before giving her a soft kiss on the lips, he soon left leaving Mia awe struck.
Did he just?
She closed the door and went to sit on her bed.
"No he… he's like my dad and centuries older than me…"
*Knock knock*
There was another knock but this time no addressing on who it is. It was either Dietrich or someone else. She opened the door and it was Dietrich.
"What do you want Von Lohengrin?"
She hadn't opened the door completely so he slammed the door wide open making her stagger a few steps back.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Dietrich?"
He approached her and back handed her making her fall to the floor, never in her whole life had she been struck. Except with a rock.
"That is for earlier, making me look like a fool!"
"That is not my fault!"
She got up whipping the blood he had managed to spill.
"And if you do not want to look more like a fool I suggest you leave."
Her eyes had become pitch black her hair started to raise up and her body glow.
"What can a mere witch possibly do to me?"
"This for starters!"
She put her hands on either side and raised them up (kind a like jean grey when she's the phoenix) and a powerful surge of energy was released from her body. The door of her room closed making Dietrich slam against it. He had never felt this kind of energy before. She looked angry and the sense of blood thirst was powerful, she was advancing slow but menacingly towards him. He tried to open the door but couldn't, she was inches away from him her right hand extended towards him. Her eyes held evil and her grin toying, her index finger was inches from his forehead.
"Your mine… Dietrich."
Suddenly the door opened making Dietrich fall onto his back, Mia was still advancing towards him.
"Well don't just stand there Isaak stop her!" cried Dietrich
Isaak looked at Mia and she was totally different, pure evil was present. He noticed her swelled cheek and some blood on her lip
"What did you do Dietrich?"
Isaak went to her and hugged her.
"Mia calm down, it's me Isaak."
She was shaking now, her eyes went back to her blue color and her facial expression softened. Her hair calmed down and her glow vanished.
"She's crazy! What have you been teaching her?"
"Dietrich you would hold your tongue and I suggest you leave. And this would be the last time I see you here."
Dietrich saw his anger clearly as he held unconscious Mia in his arms. Dietrich got up and left, Isaak picked up Mia bridal style and carried her to her bed. He had returned because he had an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, good thing he listened to his gut. He placed her on her bed and left to get a cloth and some water. Upon his return he found Mia still asleep but she was floating, a soft light glow was around her body. In reality she was healing herself but Isaak didn't know that, he decided to wait. He took off his jacket which was different from hers and Dietrich, his was long kind a like a coat. He sat on the chair that was next to her bed and waited. He would occasionally wet the cloth and place it on her forehead hoping it would help. About two hours later she stopped glowing and her body lay back onto the bed, he placed his hand on her forehead and thankfully she did not have a fever.
His touch made her wake up, her eyes slowly opened and as her vision adjusted something grabbed her hand.
"Mia you had me worried, two hours-"
"Two hours of what?"
"You were unconscious for two hours, how you feel?"
"I feel like I was run over,"
Isaak smiled, she was only playful when she was ok and that was a good sign.
"You need anything?"
He was sitting next to her. His upper torso was over her. She felt butterflies on her stomach, him being so close was making her blush. She guided her hands to his face and left them there, they looked at each other and she slowly started to wrap her arms around his neck pulling him closer. He didn't reject her invitation he gladly accepted it, he dipped down and captured her lips in a searing kiss. His hair fell to either side of his face making a curtain from them. Their tongues rubbed against each other, she would nibble on his lower lip and he would nibble on her upper lip. He broke the kiss as they both gasped for air. He placed his body on top of hers. He realized the door was unlocked and someone like Dietrich could barge in, he was about to get up when she stopped him and he clearly heard the door lock. He looked back at her,
"How did you?"
She smiled and felt a tug on his pants, he looked down and he saw his belt become undone and taken off. But her hands were around his neck,
"You can…"
"Yeah, I'm sorry if I didn't tell you this sooner,"
He looked at her and smiled.
"I can't think of a better way of you telling me this than right now."
He dipped down again and started to kiss her while running his hands around her body earning him a moan from her. She began to unbutton his shirt and undo his tie, he began to remove her shirt and tie. He was left shirtless and she only had her bra on, she easily started to undo his pants with her mind and took them off along with his boxers. She looked down at his member and immediately blushed,
"Like something you see?"
"Very" she gave him a wicked smile.
He started to undo her shorts and pulled them down along with her nylons, he took his time though. He slipped each nylon from her feat, kissing and caressing her legs.
"Hmm well this isn't fair,"
"What isn't?"
"Why I'm I the only one naked?"
He started to kiss her again moving from her lips to her jaw line down her chest.
"Hmm this has to go,"
And with one motion her bra was off and thrown somewhere off in the corner. He looks down on them and licks his lips lustfully, she tries to cover them up but he stops her and places her hands on either side of her head and keeps them there. He started to kiss her chest and made her way to her nipples, he started to suckle them gently making her arch her back given him more of her. He put both her hands higher over her head and held them with one hand while the other went to her neglected nipple and rubbed it gently. He then went to her other nipple and started the same action rubbing the one he had abandoned. After getting his fill he started kissing her down her stomach, her stomach was nice and soft. He looked up making eye contact with her. She was beautiful in his eyes. It was not known for a Methuselah to fall in love with a Terran but then again she was no ordinary Terran. Her beautiful blue eyes looked pleading, begin him to continue. He grabs the lace of her panties and starts to pull them down while he kept eye contact with her. He too felt the butterflies in his stomach. As the panties were removed he kissed her belly button and made his way to the grand prize. He separated her legs and threw her right leg over his shoulder, he gave her one long lick making her arch her back and give a loud moan. He separated her folds and started to suck her, her hands gripped the bed sheets. His tongue played with her lips and then he would play with her clit bringing her more and more over the edge.
"You taste so sweet,"
He loved her taste it was sweeter than the tea she makes.
"Come for me Mia,"
He then did something that took Mia by surprise. He inserted his finger inside her. She gasped and clenched the sheets tighter, his member twitch when he felt how tight she was. He inserted a second finger and started to move them slowly inside her. She was close to cumming so he traded the fingers for his tongue and he continued to suck and lick her fingering her once in a while. Mia couldn't hold it anymore and she released. Isaak lapped up all her fluids not missing a single drop. Mia was gasping, her eyes were glazed up and her face flushed. He sat up looking at her and licked his fingers and lips as if he had just ate something delicious which he had in his point of view. He went back to her lips and kissed her hungrily, she started to roll her body so she would end up on top and he let her have it.
She kissed him passionately savoring him. She kissed his jaw line down to his chest. She also sucked his nipples but would actually bite his nipple making him wince but nothing serious, she kissed his stomach and made her to way to his shaft. She made eye contact him and gave him a wicked grin, he flashed her a grin as well. She grabbed his member gently and gave him a long wet lick. She started to suck his tip before fully taking him in. She could taste the pre cum, she then worked down on him. He threw his head back hissing and his hand went to her head entangling his fingers in her hair. She started to bob her head up and down faster and faster, she would play with his sack pushing him to his limit. Just as he was about to cum he stopped her,
"Hold on my sweet, my time will come,"
He kissed her and drew her closer to him, she lay on top of him kissing him and running her hands throughout his body feeling every muscle he had. He rolled her over so now she was on the bottom. He separated her legs and gave her a kiss. She nodded to him and slowly entered her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tightened her grip. She was a virgin so it was hurting her. He rubbed her lower back trying to soothe her. She rubbed his back signaling to continue, he hadn't gone all the way in because something blocked him but now that she was ok he pulled almost all the way out and thrusted fast inside her breaking that barrier. She arched her back and dug her nails on his back as he broke her barrier, she moaned as he started to pick up his pace. His thrusts were slow at first but she encouraged him to go faster.
"Isaak… go faster."
He gladly started to thrust harder and faster, he was a Methuselah so his strength was 10x more than hers. So he was being careful not to overdo it, she was so tight and warm it was taking him all his power to not overdo it. She noticed this and suddenly took him by surprise by rolling him over, she was now on top. She wanted him satisfied as well as herself so when she ended up being on top she felt him more and so did he. She started to jump up and down on him. His hands went to her hips supporting her. He would occasionally play with her boobs and nipples, she came first. Isaak took control again and rolled her over. He threw both her legs over his shoulders and started to thrust into her.
"Fuck me Isaak, hard, fast and deep babe!"
Isaak had never heard her use such language but it made him horny as hell, so he did has he was told. He thrusted faster and faster hitting her spot making her moan and call out his name. She was on the verge on cumming and so was he so he had another position on his mind that would make both of them cum. He flipped her on all fours she looked back at him and saw him position himself, she was about to ask him what he was doing when he entered her again. She gasped and threw her head back. Isaak grabbed her hair and thrust into her more. She didn't mind it wasn't like he was pulling her. She lowered her upper torso widening her entrance. He groaned and thrusted more into her, he came first. His warm seed spilled inside filling her up. The sensation brought her over the edge as well, he collapsed on top of her. He exited her and laid next to her, they were both catching their breaths. He pulled her closer to him and gave her a soft kiss,
"I love you"
Mia looked at him dead in the eye. She connected her forehead with his and saw his true feelings. He did love her. She smiled at him and kissed him,
"I love you too"
