Welcome to my first Shaman King story! I hope you all like! Hypocritical of me, I feel there are some hints of yaoi in here, although I was told that this was just natural. Oh, whatever. The shaman king characters will not be coming up until later, since I have to get the prologue down… as a matter of fact, let's just start with the Ocs first, and we'll see where we end up.
If you are going to read my long story, please skip all of this until you see a 777. okay? However, those that have hated on me for the stories I wrote in the past should take a nice through look at these next paragraphs.
Also, I would like to apologize to anyone for offending them like I had in the past with my KP story A Rose Among Thorns. This story is taken off for revisions and is also being taken to a new church (since I just left my previous one). So, while I reroot, let me give you the warnings.
It says, I believe in the first amendment in the US that we all have a freedom of speech. Well, for those that tormented me and other Christians in the past for publishing Christian fiction, let me tell you something right now. I apologize for offending you, but I would rather have my story reviewed and NOT my warnings, because Christians are not higher than you, but are not lower than you either. I believe that everyone is equal, even Hitler… okay, maybe not Hitler, but you know what I mean. I am not urging people to convert to anything. Whatever goes on in their lives is up to them and God. And as for the cult acting Christians that say that everyone's going to go to hell, for no reason, I would say that you need to leave your church, because something is going on in the spirit, and it's not doing good for you. Alo, I would especially like to apologize to Alice Shade. Ms. Shade, I recently read this book called Dead Air, and I got a better grip on your beliefs. I will gladly redo Saifa.
Thank you for reading, and now, let's begin the story.
Oh yeah… 777!
Prologue
Desdemona's POV
I hunger, I hunger for him. When will the day come when I can taste him again? I want him so much. I need him.
Mario, I'm waiting for you. I can't wait much more. My thirst for you is substantial. Longing. When my cell is opened, the first one I will ravage and devour is you. Yes, you Dominique. I hate you. I hate you because you are destiny's catalyst.
Don't you remember the promise I made to you years ago, my little sweet angel cake? I promised that I would leave this world and no longer torment any human or spirit for eternity as soon as I ate you. I can almost taste you. I'm waiting, Dominique, waiting and longing for the day I can finally feed off of you. You intoxicate me, you are my rapture.
I am coming for you, my Akira, my gem. Not even the Shaman King, who saved you years ago, can stop me now.
Saifa's POV
He isn't gonna get away with this. If I ever get my chance again, I'm going to rape him, then I'm going to sell him to some other client, before I make the mistake of killing him again. He will PAY for leaving the Red-Light District. "Angel", can you hear me now? I am gonna get you.
You are a fool, Mario. Running after all the chances of escape from the nightmare that you live in. But don't forget, baby, I was the one who made it worse for you. And that Asakura, Kyoyama, and that pipsqueak and Elvis freak will pay for taking you away from me. Away from my business… away from my bed.
I am going to kill you, Yoh Asakura. I don't who the freak you think you are but Mario was MINE. He was mine once he signed himself in the business, to feed his brother and sisters. He had an oath to stay with me forever, until he was no longer tight like he still is now. He was the top 1 in the Jade 7, he was the cream of the crop with the best bed skills since Heidi Fleiss came into business. But you, Yoh, and your little friends will feel my wrath. I HATE you all. You will never understand what it's like to have a sexy ten year- old crawling into your hands, giving his willpower over, worshipping you and doing your every command for a little money. Yeah, he's 15 now, and a little more assertive and a lot sexier, but he still knows who the boss of who is around here. Oh, wait a minute… my correction: he knew… until you gave him the he- doesn't- deserve- deserve- it- and- you- deserve- better- than- that talk.
But I guarantee this to you, fools. I will get Angel back. I won't lose a good and easy lay and an easy way to receive grands a day. You have no idea who you messed with. You will ALL PAY.
Larry's POV
You fools will never understand what it's like to feel the thrill of dominance you get when you overpower Mario. You wouldn't be able to resist the sweet taste of his lips, you'll crave it, it's an addiction once you try them, even if it's your first time. But you'll never understand it. You won't understand when you take a deep look into those gorgeous azure aqua-like eyes and see the firery spirit inside grow cold when he opens to you like a flower to the sun, unwillingly. You deserve to burn in Hell, forever.
Mario, I apologize if I've been and sadistic on you during our "passions". Perhaps if I wasn't so brutal I would've gotten you to love me unlike your father, who hated me from the start. Soon, it will all be over. Just us two. No one else. And I know that thanks to your new friends who call themselves 'shamans'- I've heard you know a lot of them- you have become wild and outspoken, and you flaunt your sexuality to whoever you choose. But I'll tame you again, Mario. I can guarantee this, that your sexuality and your body… everything you are belongs to ME and I mean solely to ME. you'll relearn your place. No one can touch you without my permission. And the only permission who it is granted to is me.
You will be easier to tame than your father. He was a completely different story. Came to the District for the sames reasons as you, but he was different. I should've trained him harder. But he resisited me, although I tried to ease him into submission and let him enjoy it, he refused and stifled his responses quite well, even through years of patience and care, he never shown that he enjoyed it as much as I do. He always looked unhappy in my arms, and when I saw him out of work, I felt overjoyed. I offered to buy that hot dark complexioned killer blue-green eyed raven haired cutie, but he refused. Still, I couldn't go another day without enjoying the richness of your father. I went to him again, andhe ignored me and disowned me. my heart broke when I realized my most treasured whore didn't love me back, especially when he married that witch, Jaysha. And when he went on travels with Sapphira and Emeraldo, that Indian Silva's parents. It was too late. The other people taught him how to be closed minded and to know that this type of love… pedophilia… was wrong and disgusting. I don't believe so. He was only ten, and I was 30. Now I am 46, and I'm disappointed in everyone and everything that falsely taught you and your father that this type of sweet love was disgusting. He was actually trained that at the age of fifteen that he needed to close his mind to sexual relationships with older men. Why are people being brought up this way? What happened to the respect your elders morals that were taught during my day?
Your father had potential… he had skills. He was smart, athletic, desirable, good at everything. You took after him quite well- when I trained you, that is. When I got a taste of him, from the start he was as tight as a drum and hotter than fire. You- you were a little dry, but after a while- you adapted quite well. You even exceeded your father, I can now honestly say that I would rather screw you thanJacory anyday. You look so much different. I never took to blonds, but you were definitely an exception. Your aqua azure eyes captivated me, and your pale skinwas a drug. You don't know howI miss feeling you, touching you, kissing you.
If there's anyone to blame, it's thoseshaman freaks. I am not going to make the same mistake twice like I did with your father, sweetheart. You'll be mine, once more. Forever. And no one is going to stop me this time. No one.
End POVs
End Prologue
Chapter 1
"I'm home!"
I stood in the doorway to see my friends turn to me and greet me. Yoh, Anna, Rio, Morty, Len, Faust, Eliza, Tokagero, Bason, and Amidamaru were watching something on tv, sitting around the table and drinking tea and eating dumplings. Yoh was the first one to grin and call to me.
"Hey, Mario! Come and sit with us! Anna made tea and dumplings!"
Anna pouted. "Well, it's a lot better tasting AND healthier than those microwavable meals that you put in the microwave!"
Everyone laughed, and I smiled with relief. Yes, this was my home. I loved them and being around my friends, made me feel like I belonged. I never would've felt this way in the Red Light District. No way. This was my new family. And since they knew what I'd been through, although they were my same age, they still treated me like I was their child, as in being VERY VERY VERY overprotective friends.
But isn't that ironic that the job I have is as a junior officer?
777
Well, that's the first chapter. It's really short, but the POVs totally lay down the plot. And don't worry all you fans of whoever's name wasn't mentioned in the fic! They'll be coming really soon! So until then, have fun, and send me a review. May I repeat for those people said before, I would like it if you did not flame me about warnings. I'm stating fact.
So until then, later and God bless!
AJ Osirius