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Murphy's Law
By: Thanatos85
Chp1: Welcome to the insanity.
He was once again studying midst a party. Or at least trying to. Holed away in his dorm room he valiantly tried once again to comprehend surface integrals to no avail. Immediately the thumping music that pierced his walls doubled in volume as if to mock his measly efforts. Oh yes, Murphy definitely had it in for him. His entire life he had been plagued by bad luck, or Murphy as he liked to call his antagonist.
Muttering to himself he switched on his stereo and put a rock CD in. Cranking the volume up should overpower the sounds of partying permeating his room. However the stereo promptly exploded not into sound but itty bitty little pieces. Figures. Sighing he turned back to his textbook, resigning himself to a long hard night.
Until an annoyed offended cough brought his attention back to the wreckage that was his stereo. That had never happened before. The scene that greeted him was strange even by his standards. Standing in what once was his stereo was a beautiful blonde in skimpy clothing. She was also quite pissed.
"Don't just raise your eyebrow at me, you ass! Help me out of here!" She snapped.
"Oh yeah."
Assisting the gorgeous woman out of the closet that previously held his stereo he came to the conclusion that he must be dreaming. What else would explain the exotically dressed supermodel stepping out of his closet? True he had not gotten laid in a while but this was ridiculous. Hence the moment she was out he slammed his head into the wall.
"Oww! Damn it, not a dream!"
Which, regrettably, meant that there still was a calculus test tomorrow. Dismissing the lady as just another bizarre distraction cooked up by Murphy and his rebellious imagination he went back to work.
"Don't you turn your back on me! I'm first class, unrestricted demoness Mara! Turn around at once!"
Apparently Mara was quite a persistent distraction. Kudos to Murphy for an excellent effort.
"I don't really care who you are lady but I've got studying to do." He stated without even glancing up form his book.
"Oh really."
"Yes, really."
"Then can I at least know the name of the imbecile I'm about to blast?"
"It's Trent, and I seriously doubt you can 'blast' me considering you're a figment of my deprived imagination."
Unfortunately for Trent Mara was quite real and by this time had a decent sized lightning ball formed in her hand.
"Your choice mortal."
PPPOOOOOWWWW!!!
"Now that I have your undivided attention, I am here to grant you one wish as you are pure of heart. But only one wish so choose well." Mara told the now stunned, and slightly charred, Trent. Smirking she took note of the fact that he was still sprawled out on the ruins of his desk staring at her in horror.
"Your real!" Trent gasped.
"No shit Sherlock!" Mara smirked.
Yet her amusement quickly faded as Trent picked himself up and nonchalantly dusted himself off.
"Well I believe you have the wrong room Mara. The devil worshiper is down the hall."
"Don't mock me mortal. I did not choose too be here."
"Oh really, then pray tell mighty demon why are you wasting our time?" Trent smirked.
"I was just hacking the Goddess Relief Office list and was assigned a wish. As a demon I'm supposed to give people grief not wishes. You weren't even on their list. A glitch sent me here. And now the Ultimate Force won't let me leave bless it!"
"I guess the force just ain't with you Obi-wan."
"Shut up human, I don't need your snide comments."
"Damn, your touchy."
"I've had a bad day."
"Aww, does widdle Mawa wanna lollypop?"
ZZAAAPP!!
"No."
"Damn you hit hard." Grimaced a now slightly singe Trent.
"Of course, I'm a first class demon." Mara boasted.
"PFFT."
"What?" Mara demanded.
"That was your ego inflating." Trent smirked.
ZZAAAPP!!
"Oww. Ok, no more mocking Mara." A now blackened Trent muttered.
"Wise choice mortal." Mara smirked.
"Damn! I wish you could be nicer and put yourself in my place." Trent grumbled.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! He didn't mean it!" Mara screamed as she left the ground. A beam of orange light beamed down through the ceiling into the markings on Mara's head as anything loose in the room began to swirl around here. Trent just gaped at the sight completely stunned. He was quite certain that several laws of physics were being broken before him, most noticeably gravity. So shocked was he that when a bright red beam connected him to Mara his mind took the path of least resistance and just shut down.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Trent awoke for the first time in his life to having a beautiful woman straddling him screaming in passion. Unfortunately Mara was also trying to strangle the life out of him.
"You fucking baka! How could you be so blasted stupid?! Answer me!" she shrieked.
"Urk?"
"Shut up you bastard! You just stripped me of all my powers! 240,000 years down the drain all because of you!"
"Guhg??"
"I said SHUT UP! I wish I could torture you for the rest of my life!" Mara screamed.
Unfortunately for her when Trent had wished away her powers they had gone to the closest available being, a.k.a. Trent. And worse Yggradsil system had reset and seen this as a new wish. Needless to say neither one was expecting Trent to begin floating. Then just before the beam connected with Trent's forehead Mara finally realized what was happening.
"NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
For the second time in less than an hour Trent woke up to a stunning woman attempting to take his life. This time however Mara was slamming his head into the ground to punctuate her words.
"I…"
Thud!
"…am…"
Thud!
"…going…"
Thud!
"…to…"
Thud!
"…kill…"
Thud!
"…you."
Thud!
Coming to the brilliant conclusion that this was not good for his health Trent easily lifted Mara off himself and tossed her onto the nearby couch. Then using muscles he never knew he had Trent hand vaulted to his feet. Ignoring Mara's venomous glares Trent stretched and was instantly overwhelmed. True he had never slacked off when it came to his health but now he felt like an Olympic gymnast. Awed by the new strength that coursed through him Trent decided to run through some of the basic martial arts punches he knew. Except that his arm did not move through the air in front of him; it blurred in strikes that ended exactly where he aimed. Grinning like a mad man Trent went over to check his appearance in the mirror.
Trent's jaw nearly hit the floor. Gone was his appearance of a normal college student to be replaced by that of Conan the barbarian. While normally Trent was tall at 6' 6" now he towered at what looked to be 7'8". His normally loose clothes now fit him like a glove. Apparently Trent had gone from 245 lbs of fat and muscle to 360 lbs of pure corded muscle. Thankfully his face was the almost same though. Short brown hair, grey blue eyes, and tanned complexion remained but now they were accompanied by three emerald stripes on his forehead.
"Wow." Trent muttered as he watched his muscles ripple while he stretched.
"He he, now I really am a giant."
"Ahem!"
"Sorry Mara." Trent apologized while turning back to the demoness-turned-human. Pulling up a chair Trent curiously regarded the woman sitting across from him on his couch.
"So… what now?" was his dazzling ice-breaker.
"How should I know baka!" Mara sneered.
"Why are you so provoking?" Trent asked tilting his head quizzically.
"What!"
"Why are you so provoking?" he repeated.
"I've just had my powers stolen by an imbecile, imbecile." Mara growled.
"Does that mean you are human then?"
"Yes, but ….. shit!" Mara cried. Interestingly her emotions went from pissed to panicked in less than a second.
"What's wrong?" Trent asked suddenly concerned. He did not like the way things were heading.
"I'm human." Mara deadpanned.
"So."
"You just don't understand." Mara sighed dejectedly.
"Tell me." Trent urged the distressed woman.
"You know demons and demoness are creatures of evil but you don't truly get the ramifications. We were only meant to feel evil bad emotions like anger. To a demon guilt and pity, not to mention happiness or even love, were the worst punishment in existence. Now I know why." She muttered.
"Why's that."
"I've spent the last 20,000 years bringing nothing but pain and grief to the world and now I'm paying for it as a mortal. W why does it hu hurt so much?" Mara stuttered before breaking down weeping.
Trent was at a total loss for what to do. So he did the only thing acceptable. Trent went over and comforted the weeping woman. Wrapping his arm around her Trent supported her quivering frame. Mara instinctively turned and bawled into his chest. After twenty minutes of sobbing she finally stopped only to realize exactly where she was. Lifting her stunned gaze to Trent's warm one Mara couldn't even speak.
"Done?" Trent smiled warmly.
"Why?" a befuddled Mara asked. "Why did you comfort me? I've been nothing but mean to you since I got here and have even blasted you."
"You needed it." Trent stated seriously. "Besides if I were you I'd have been an ass too. And I did deserve the lighting blasts."
"But I am a demoness! I'm evil. You aren't supposed to be nice to me."
"If you don't remember Mara, you are not a demoness anymore. You're human, for which I take full responsibility. If anything I'm at fault here."
"Yeah you could have been a bit nicer." Mara smiled.
"And you could have turned the lighting blasts down a little too." Trent smiled back. "Truce?"
"Truce." Mara agreed.
It was at that time that reality decided to reintroduce itself as the party music once again doubled in volume.
"Oh fuck!" Trent cursed.
"What?!"
"I just remembered that you can't be in my dorm room!" Trent explained. "I need to get you out of here."
"What? Where will are we gonna go?" Mara asked confused.
"I don't really know." Trent replied thoughtfully. Scowling he furiously tried to come up with a solution.
"Oh I know. You can stay at my sister's house." Trent decided. "She's got a small house out in the suburbs. Now all we've got to do is get there." He finished standing.
Taking his hand to stand Mara finally realized exactly how large Trent really was. Though she would be considered tall for a demoness at nearly six feet Trent had a good two feet on her. Mara found it quite discerning to have her head level with his broad chest. Hearing a chuckle Mara craned her head back to look Trent in the face.
"Alright you jolly giant, let's blow this place."
"Your wish is my command." Trent said before bowing and letting them out into their future.
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A/N: Well that's it for chapter 1. How will Mara deal with being human? How will Trent get out off her torture? Will Murphy strike again? (Oh, Yeah!) Please Review!
Murphy's Law
By: Thanatos85
Chp1: Welcome to the insanity.
He was once again studying midst a party. Or at least trying to. Holed away in his dorm room he valiantly tried once again to comprehend surface integrals to no avail. Immediately the thumping music that pierced his walls doubled in volume as if to mock his measly efforts. Oh yes, Murphy definitely had it in for him. His entire life he had been plagued by bad luck, or Murphy as he liked to call his antagonist.
Muttering to himself he switched on his stereo and put a rock CD in. Cranking the volume up should overpower the sounds of partying permeating his room. However the stereo promptly exploded not into sound but itty bitty little pieces. Figures. Sighing he turned back to his textbook, resigning himself to a long hard night.
Until an annoyed offended cough brought his attention back to the wreckage that was his stereo. That had never happened before. The scene that greeted him was strange even by his standards. Standing in what once was his stereo was a beautiful blonde in skimpy clothing. She was also quite pissed.
"Don't just raise your eyebrow at me, you ass! Help me out of here!" She snapped.
"Oh yeah."
Assisting the gorgeous woman out of the closet that previously held his stereo he came to the conclusion that he must be dreaming. What else would explain the exotically dressed supermodel stepping out of his closet? True he had not gotten laid in a while but this was ridiculous. Hence the moment she was out he slammed his head into the wall.
"Oww! Damn it, not a dream!"
Which, regrettably, meant that there still was a calculus test tomorrow. Dismissing the lady as just another bizarre distraction cooked up by Murphy and his rebellious imagination he went back to work.
"Don't you turn your back on me! I'm first class, unrestricted demoness Mara! Turn around at once!"
Apparently Mara was quite a persistent distraction. Kudos to Murphy for an excellent effort.
"I don't really care who you are lady but I've got studying to do." He stated without even glancing up form his book.
"Oh really."
"Yes, really."
"Then can I at least know the name of the imbecile I'm about to blast?"
"It's Trent, and I seriously doubt you can 'blast' me considering you're a figment of my deprived imagination."
Unfortunately for Trent Mara was quite real and by this time had a decent sized lightning ball formed in her hand.
"Your choice mortal."
PPPOOOOOWWWW!!!
"Now that I have your undivided attention, I am here to grant you one wish as you are pure of heart. But only one wish so choose well." Mara told the now stunned, and slightly charred, Trent. Smirking she took note of the fact that he was still sprawled out on the ruins of his desk staring at her in horror.
"Your real!" Trent gasped.
"No shit Sherlock!" Mara smirked.
Yet her amusement quickly faded as Trent picked himself up and nonchalantly dusted himself off.
"Well I believe you have the wrong room Mara. The devil worshiper is down the hall."
"Don't mock me mortal. I did not choose too be here."
"Oh really, then pray tell mighty demon why are you wasting our time?" Trent smirked.
"I was just hacking the Goddess Relief Office list and was assigned a wish. As a demon I'm supposed to give people grief not wishes. You weren't even on their list. A glitch sent me here. And now the Ultimate Force won't let me leave bless it!"
"I guess the force just ain't with you Obi-wan."
"Shut up human, I don't need your snide comments."
"Damn, your touchy."
"I've had a bad day."
"Aww, does widdle Mawa wanna lollypop?"
ZZAAAPP!!
"No."
"Damn you hit hard." Grimaced a now slightly singe Trent.
"Of course, I'm a first class demon." Mara boasted.
"PFFT."
"What?" Mara demanded.
"That was your ego inflating." Trent smirked.
ZZAAAPP!!
"Oww. Ok, no more mocking Mara." A now blackened Trent muttered.
"Wise choice mortal." Mara smirked.
"Damn! I wish you could be nicer and put yourself in my place." Trent grumbled.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! He didn't mean it!" Mara screamed as she left the ground. A beam of orange light beamed down through the ceiling into the markings on Mara's head as anything loose in the room began to swirl around here. Trent just gaped at the sight completely stunned. He was quite certain that several laws of physics were being broken before him, most noticeably gravity. So shocked was he that when a bright red beam connected him to Mara his mind took the path of least resistance and just shut down.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Trent awoke for the first time in his life to having a beautiful woman straddling him screaming in passion. Unfortunately Mara was also trying to strangle the life out of him.
"You fucking baka! How could you be so blasted stupid?! Answer me!" she shrieked.
"Urk?"
"Shut up you bastard! You just stripped me of all my powers! 240,000 years down the drain all because of you!"
"Guhg??"
"I said SHUT UP! I wish I could torture you for the rest of my life!" Mara screamed.
Unfortunately for her when Trent had wished away her powers they had gone to the closest available being, a.k.a. Trent. And worse Yggradsil system had reset and seen this as a new wish. Needless to say neither one was expecting Trent to begin floating. Then just before the beam connected with Trent's forehead Mara finally realized what was happening.
"NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
For the second time in less than an hour Trent woke up to a stunning woman attempting to take his life. This time however Mara was slamming his head into the ground to punctuate her words.
"I…"
Thud!
"…am…"
Thud!
"…going…"
Thud!
"…to…"
Thud!
"…kill…"
Thud!
"…you."
Thud!
Coming to the brilliant conclusion that this was not good for his health Trent easily lifted Mara off himself and tossed her onto the nearby couch. Then using muscles he never knew he had Trent hand vaulted to his feet. Ignoring Mara's venomous glares Trent stretched and was instantly overwhelmed. True he had never slacked off when it came to his health but now he felt like an Olympic gymnast. Awed by the new strength that coursed through him Trent decided to run through some of the basic martial arts punches he knew. Except that his arm did not move through the air in front of him; it blurred in strikes that ended exactly where he aimed. Grinning like a mad man Trent went over to check his appearance in the mirror.
Trent's jaw nearly hit the floor. Gone was his appearance of a normal college student to be replaced by that of Conan the barbarian. While normally Trent was tall at 6' 6" now he towered at what looked to be 7'8". His normally loose clothes now fit him like a glove. Apparently Trent had gone from 245 lbs of fat and muscle to 360 lbs of pure corded muscle. Thankfully his face was the almost same though. Short brown hair, grey blue eyes, and tanned complexion remained but now they were accompanied by three emerald stripes on his forehead.
"Wow." Trent muttered as he watched his muscles ripple while he stretched.
"He he, now I really am a giant."
"Ahem!"
"Sorry Mara." Trent apologized while turning back to the demoness-turned-human. Pulling up a chair Trent curiously regarded the woman sitting across from him on his couch.
"So… what now?" was his dazzling ice-breaker.
"How should I know baka!" Mara sneered.
"Why are you so provoking?" Trent asked tilting his head quizzically.
"What!"
"Why are you so provoking?" he repeated.
"I've just had my powers stolen by an imbecile, imbecile." Mara growled.
"Does that mean you are human then?"
"Yes, but ….. shit!" Mara cried. Interestingly her emotions went from pissed to panicked in less than a second.
"What's wrong?" Trent asked suddenly concerned. He did not like the way things were heading.
"I'm human." Mara deadpanned.
"So."
"You just don't understand." Mara sighed dejectedly.
"Tell me." Trent urged the distressed woman.
"You know demons and demoness are creatures of evil but you don't truly get the ramifications. We were only meant to feel evil bad emotions like anger. To a demon guilt and pity, not to mention happiness or even love, were the worst punishment in existence. Now I know why." She muttered.
"Why's that."
"I've spent the last 20,000 years bringing nothing but pain and grief to the world and now I'm paying for it as a mortal. W why does it hu hurt so much?" Mara stuttered before breaking down weeping.
Trent was at a total loss for what to do. So he did the only thing acceptable. Trent went over and comforted the weeping woman. Wrapping his arm around her Trent supported her quivering frame. Mara instinctively turned and bawled into his chest. After twenty minutes of sobbing she finally stopped only to realize exactly where she was. Lifting her stunned gaze to Trent's warm one Mara couldn't even speak.
"Done?" Trent smiled warmly.
"Why?" a befuddled Mara asked. "Why did you comfort me? I've been nothing but mean to you since I got here and have even blasted you."
"You needed it." Trent stated seriously. "Besides if I were you I'd have been an ass too. And I did deserve the lighting blasts."
"But I am a demoness! I'm evil. You aren't supposed to be nice to me."
"If you don't remember Mara, you are not a demoness anymore. You're human, for which I take full responsibility. If anything I'm at fault here."
"Yeah you could have been a bit nicer." Mara smiled.
"And you could have turned the lighting blasts down a little too." Trent smiled back. "Truce?"
"Truce." Mara agreed.
It was at that time that reality decided to reintroduce itself as the party music once again doubled in volume.
"Oh fuck!" Trent cursed.
"What?!"
"I just remembered that you can't be in my dorm room!" Trent explained. "I need to get you out of here."
"What? Where will are we gonna go?" Mara asked confused.
"I don't really know." Trent replied thoughtfully. Scowling he furiously tried to come up with a solution.
"Oh I know. You can stay at my sister's house." Trent decided. "She's got a small house out in the suburbs. Now all we've got to do is get there." He finished standing.
Taking his hand to stand Mara finally realized exactly how large Trent really was. Though she would be considered tall for a demoness at nearly six feet Trent had a good two feet on her. Mara found it quite discerning to have her head level with his broad chest. Hearing a chuckle Mara craned her head back to look Trent in the face.
"Alright you jolly giant, let's blow this place."
"Your wish is my command." Trent said before bowing and letting them out into their future.
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A/N: Well that's it for chapter 1. How will Mara deal with being human? How will Trent get out off her torture? Will Murphy strike again? (Oh, Yeah!) Please Review!