Another scene! yaaay. *ehem* rather saucy bit coming up, my prude self was rather blushing, but well enjoy! (not in that way) ;)
4.
The Heist
Shekil
"Shekil?" All the students who were previously busy scratching with their quills on parchment looked up at Mistress Ima of Healing standing in the doorway. "I'm sorry Master Hunter, but I was wondering if I could borrow Shekil for the rest of the revision session."
Shekil looked up at Master Hunter, knowing he would have no choice but to let him go.
"Very well then."
As Shekil left through the doorway, Canon winked at him. Ima was very beautiful and Shekil had slightly flirted with her in their lessons.
"So what did you want me for Mistress?"
"We have a difficult case in the Infirmary. Would you help me out?"
"For you? Anything." Shekil replied to the blushing Ima. He smirked: no lady was immune to his charms, even a strong, confident Mistress like Ima.
"In here," Ima held the bolted door open for Shekil. Inside, neat beds were lined in order with either motionless or presently treated patients. Scurrying around were both Healing Mages in their vial patterned uniforms and Nuns dressed in their habits. Shekil waited for Ima to take him to the patient, but she continued to lead him down the hallway, towards a heavy steel door. As they neared, Shekil could hear screams and shouts from the other side of the door: the patient was in the Psychiatric Ward.
"You ready?" Ima asked with a furrowed face.
Not wanting to show fear, he motioned for her to lead on.
Compared to the peaceful, well lit Infirmary, the Psychiatric Ward was dark and a buzz of chaos. The beds had ropes or chains attached, holding down the inhibitor with a tight grip. Rather than just Healer Mages and Nuns, men and women from the police were here to make sure criminals and other sinners stayed in their place.
Ima quickly veered off into a private room, where a rather calm man was lying chained to a bed. The only window was barred and the room was bare apart from the bed he was lying in.
"Shekil, this is Pena Shu, Pena, Shekil is here to help you feel better today.
"I assure you Miss Ima, I feel fine." The man struggled to smile. He had sallow skin with dark, empty eyes and his arms and legs were red from scratch and bite marks.
Shekil felt slightly scared, but stepped forward with determined steps, he was going to cure this man's ailment, and then get rewarded by a smile and maybe a hurried kiss from Mistress Ima.
"Shekil, you cannot cure me, there is nothing to cure. There is no need for you to be here." From the calm way he spoke, Shekil nearly believed Pena was telling the truth and would rather have turned away, but he had dealt with mad people before; you can't take anything they say for granted.
"I'm going to place my hands on your head ok? Just lightly," Shekil soothed.
Pena just stared blankly up at him but as soon as Shekil's outstretched fingertips grazed the man's temples, he went berserk: screaming and writhing as if Satan had possessed him. Shekil acted quickly. Ignoring the shocked gasp from Ima, he used his telekinesis to restrain the man and telepathically intruded the man's mind.
'Calm down. Be still.' Shekil gently ordered. Immediately, the man relaxed and laid down as if at peace. His fingers resuming their previous position, Shekil kneeled before the man and searched his body and mind for the problem. Shekil zoomed passed all the scratches and cuts, those would heal naturally and Shekil could sense that the problem would be hard to overcome: he needed all his strength. As Shekil entered Pena's mind, the man's turbulent and scared thoughts crashed over him like an ice cold tsunami. It took his breath away and Shekil had to leave his trance to gather his thoughts.
"You okay?" Ima inquired worriedly.
He answered hesitantly, "Yeah, yeah. Just need a moment." Shekil performed the necessary breathing exercises to calm him down and entered back into Pena's mind.
He waded through the junkyard that was the man's infected mind. After a few moments of gut wrenching searching, he found the rotten growth latched deep within Pena's mind. Taking a deep breath, he pummelled the growth with everything he had, jabbing its weak points and stretching and pulling its taught outer skin. It was resistant, and retaliated with an energy blast that pushed Shekil straight out of Pena's body and mind, so much that Shekil was thrown onto his back, resulting in a sharp pain in his neck.
"Shekil!" exclaimed Ima, he only growled and rushed into Pena's body and mind with such ferocity that he rammed into the growth, creating a sizeable puncture wound. Shekil sensed the outpour of corruption and hatred ooze from it and struggled to keep it contained from spilling into Pena's already distraught mind. Slowly, he pressured the growth into giving up all of its 'poison' and then squished it all into a tiny pulp. When it was a suitable size, he 'burnt' it up with his mind until nothing was left. All this was done as gently and slowly as Shekil could manage; if he was too harsh or quick it could result in fatal consequences for Pena. Smugness filled Shekil as he exited Pena's mind delicately: one of the hardest healing jobs he had ever done and he succeeded, and in front of Ima. Shekil drew in a much needed breath as he entered back into his own body.
Ima firmly placed her hands on Shekil's shoulders, steadying his trembling figure. "You did it, you did it Shekil. I'm so proud." She whispered into his ear, her lips brushing against his cheek.
A slight smile graced Pena's sleeping face, and at last the man looked truly at peace.
"Will he be ok?" Shekil asked breathlessly, not only from his challenging endeavour but from the intimate closeness of Ima; she still hadn't removed her slight hands.
"After some rest yes, he'll be fine. You may leave him now; the nurses will look after him. You however look like you need a pick me up, come, I'm sure Master Hunter won't mind you being absent for a little while longer." As she opened the door, she winked flirtatiously at Shekil hinting that the 'pick me up' may be a little more than a spot of tea.
As she lead him back to her office, Shekil's heart was thumping, his mind wondering over the endless possibilities of what lay ahead for him behind the shut door.
Ima's office was filled with healing herbs and plants, stuffed in jars or dried hanging from the ceiling, they gave the room an earthy, pleasant smell that reminded Shekil of late nights down hidden corridors, his face pressed against Ima's smooth neck as he bit and nipped at her shoulder, her whimpers and moans coursing through his tensed body as his heart raced faster and faster.
The click of the lock brought Shekil back to present time, and he grinned cheekily as Ima swayed over to him, her arms intertwining around his neck and cold, smooth lips cherishing his cheeks, eyes, nose and neck. Shekil wrapped his arms around her waist, strong against the curved, small of her back. She pulled away and Shekil took the opening to kiss her full on the lip, palms spread open on her back. His very touch sent shivery ripples over her body and she purred as he gently tipped her head back for a better angle. He separated her lips with a flicker of his tongue and delved deep into her mouth. Her taste filled him as their tongues danced and weaved, Shekil's hands sending bursts of heat as he rubbed her hips and waist.
"You're beautiful," he murmured as he suckled her neck, leaving behind a red love-bite. Ima groaned when he stopped, sending a burst of ecstasy through his body all the way to his groin. He walked her over to the comfy sofa she kept beside the unlit fireplace and laid down on top of her, fitting into her curves. Shekil's weight pressing down upon her filled her with familiar pleasure as she drank in the sight of his tussled black curls and lust filled eyes.
"Pleasure me," Ima gasped and Shekil readily obeyed. Under her top, he firmly slid his hands over her stomach, knowing she liked strength rather than gentleness, and his hand cupped her perk breast. He squeezed it slightly, enjoying her gasps and whimpers of pure ecstasy as he started to massage her hardened nipple.
The Great Clock chimed the Hour of the Mouse, its steady call reverberating though the entire college. It signalled end of the revision/homework hour and soon the hallways would be filled with hungry, worn out pupils.
Ima's disappointment mirrored Shekil's as they realised their 'pick me up' session was over.
"Shekil, you'd better go." Ima panted, her voice still filled with lust.
Shekil hated to leave the beautiful, lustful creature when things were getting really good, "Just a little longer?" he begged, teasingly biting her nipple through her top.
Ima struggled to contain her moan, having to be the strong one.
"No Shekil, we'll finish this off next time." She said clearly.
"Ok," he sighed, before kissing Ima hard on the mouth. Without another word he whisked away and joined the heavy throng of chattering pupils on their way to a well earned meal.
In the flickering light cast by smouldering fires, shadows danced along the sides of tents. Silently, the dark figures passed sleeping bundles and skirted around the night guard. Huddling together on the verge of no-man's land, the group's breath curled up in the sharp night air.
"Right, does everyone know what they're doing?" Winmai asked, he was met with certain nods.
"Miyuki, Haku, go ahead, be careful, you won't have the ropes to help you."
Swiftly, the duo sprinted towards the distant wall of the College. With the help of gaps between the cream bricks, their strong fingers grasped and pulled themselves up the vertical wall. Once they were over, they lowered two ropes down and jumped over the 4 metre gap between the parapet wall and the neighbouring roof of the Training Hall and Arena. They waited there until they were joined by the other members of their team.
Winmai signalled to Josha and Cesca to begin traversing over the steeply ridged roof; they were best for this job, as a Sensor, Josha could sense is there were any hidden booby traps and Cesca was the lightest of all the team. The members left behind closely studied Josha and Cesca's route so not to stumble across any of the traps, they all tensed with bated breath when Josha had to grab Cesca away from an invisible snare; but they managed to get to the other side without further a hitch.
One after the other, they all followed. Vera, one of the best horse-back fighters in the whole College, slipped on a greased slope and tumbled in to the air. She managed to grab a pipe high up from the ground, but after a brief moment she realised she couldn't climb back up. Regretfully she gave the signal for 'carry on, don't come back' and let go.
The feelings of the group plummeted from losing a member so early in the raid, but they met Cesca and Josha on the other side. Winmai signalled for Cesca to begin the next stage of the plan.
She stood up to her full height on the edge of the roof. Holding her arms straight out to her sides, she sprang off the ledge and flew through the air. She grabbed onto the window sill on the opposite building and gymnastically swung herself up to crouch cat-like outside the window. She shot a thumb up to the group and picked the lock on the window; after disappearing inside for a few moments an arrow with a rope attached soared towards the group and Miyuki deftly caught it. She tied the rope to a gargoyle and put a piece of cloth over the rope, holding onto both ends of the cloth she swung herself off the roof and slid down, landing on the window ledge and climbing inside.
Soon all of Alpha 1 was safely inside the window. Miyuki mouthed to Ramil excitedly, "We're inside the Elder Warrior Quarters'!"
"And the hardest part is still to come." He pointed out.
The group proceeded onwards, with Josha and Cesca at the front. They were in a 2 by 2 formation; in pairs they covered one side the corridor each. But to everyone's surprise and relief, there didn't seem to be any obstacles.
They all stopped outside of the Elder Warriors Rooms. With a sharp signal from Winmai, Ramil barged through the door and stormed into the room, readying himself for what ever was coming. But what was coming was a far greater surprise, so much that Ramil froze in his tracks.
Elder Warrior Lecklai stood in the middle of the room, twiddling a precious diamond that was hung from his neck "Yes Ramil, your next opponent is me."
Ilaya
Ilaya was tossing and turning in her sleep, tangling her thin bed sheets around her sweat-covered body.
A goat with the head of a lion and the tail of a snake was chasing her, hunting her down. She could feel the warm breath on her back as his giant jaws closed in on her-
Above her floated a tree, with birds instead of leaves, she was singing a lullaby while playing a lute and the birds were harmonising with her. In a flurry of feathers, they all took off, leaving her bewildered as a panicked voice shrieked "Emrose!"-
"Enter." Called a voice from within the office.
Ilaya walked in and sat on the engulfing chair. "You sent for me Mage Elder?"
"Yes, I called you here to talk about your unique situation."
"You mean when I can control all 4 elements when it has been unheard of to control more than two? Or if I feel strong emotions, I lose control of myself, my eyes glow white and I bend with impossible powers?"
"Both." Taman retorted dryly. "Now, me and a few other esteemed Masters have been researching into this phenomenon. From what we have found, we believe that you are something called an Avatar. They were part of old folk tales but we think there is some truth at the core."
"What's an Avatar?"
"Someone who can control all of the elements, they possess the knowledge and skill of a hundred lifetimes because their life source reincarnates in a cycle."
"Well I guess I kind of fit the criteria. Is there a club I can join? Maybe a fan base?"
"Stop it with the sarcasm child; it is not a redeeming feature."
"So, what now?"
"Now, we carry on. What else is there to do? Now we know what you are, it does explain things and lift the cloud of ignorance from our minds."
"But the other students are scared of me, what if I hurt someone, or worse commit murder again?"
"That was an accident-"
"That could repeat it's self."
"No it won't. We know how to control and stop you now. There is no need to worry. So go back to class and live a normal life."
"Yeah a normal life, like I can ever have that."
Breaking from his bewildered stupor, Ramil leapt at Lecklai, hands curled in fists. As quick a lightning Lecklai dodged and jabbed a sharp punch at Ramil's gut. He cried out in pain and his cry summoned the rest of his team. They hesitated in the doorway, and then joined in the fray. Haku swung his leg around to Lecklai's head while Cesca threw a wooden chair at his chest. The Elder soared through the air, avoiding both and picked up an oil lamp with thudded into some unlucky souls face. Miyuki pulled the rug on which Lecklai was standing, he staggered backwards and Josha took the opportunity to trip him up, further usurping his balance. Lecklai used the momentum to flip over and land back on his two feet. Ramil was amazed at the show of skill from the old man, especially seeing as he was blind, as Lecklai just continued to fight. Miyuki swung from the chandelier, aiming a two footed kick at Lecklai, but he grabbed her ankles and swung her round, knocking her into Haku.
The fight was heating up, and already the students were tired but they continued to send a barrage of attacks and strikes. However, nothing seemed to infiltrate the Warrior Elder's defence; until Cesca stumbled into the massive ornamental gong hanging from the wall. The sudden peal seemed to distract Lecklai: as just after, Miyuki managed to land a punch, knocking his face to one side. With immediate wisdom, Cesca started to hit the gong repeatedly, drowning out the sounds of his opponents so Lecklai couldn't hear where they were.
The victory was swift: after landing several more jabs, Miyuki sent Lecklai to the floor. Ramil whisked some curtain ropes and used them to tie up the writhing Mage struggling to break free, but Haku had him in a strong hold.
They all stood back, panting with exertion, not quite believing that they had all defeated the greatest warrior the school had ever known. Cesca ceased ringing the bell, glowing in the fact she had uncovered Lecklai's greatest weakness.
"Congratulations Alpha 1. Take the diamond, and return to your camp. Be proud of what you have accomplished, as it is an outstanding achievement. Oh, and please would you untie me before you leave?"
Sorry about the rather short action sequence, not really my specialality. Anyway, please if you have any tips or comments REVIEW! :)