Chapter Three
"Excuse me?" I was confused, what did she want with me? I was honestly surprised I wasn't dead yet. "A summoner. That's what you are. Unless you're honestly trying to to tell me you don't know what that is." "No" I said, "I honestly don't." "Hmm" she was speculative, but it seemed like she wanted to believe me. She casually walked up to me, lay herself on me and sniffed my neck, "Oh, I see." I wasn't sure what to do, "Oh you poor thing." Evelyn had me constantly guessing her angle. Did she want me? Hate me? She was hostile yet not, I couldn't tell what she was trying to do - I was constantly kept on my toes. "Stop chastising me, what do you want?" She twirled as she seemed to float away with her graceful movements. Her entire being was an art form, and hard to not look at. She then came closer, rubbing her hand on my chest, "Why, I want you of course. Well, more importantly." She nipped my neck and licked her lips, when did she move her head that close to my neck without me noticing? "Your magic power. The problem though, you see." She whispered in my ear, "As much as I want to, I can't kill you. Unfortunately for me, that's not how magic works. but" her hand once again dragged down slowly to my crotch, how my body felt was already obvious. I can't describe how hard it was to resist, it's like everything she did was designed to pull you in and keep you there until your usefulness was gone. "There are... other... Ways to get your magical power" she licked my neck, "Do you understand?" I pulled away, a moment longer and she would have had me in her grasp. My eyes widened and I was breathing heavily, my heart racing. What WAS this woman? She was a fiend! I can resist forever. "My, you are strong. Just thinking about you inside me turns me on. Please, won't you indulge me. I won't tell, I promise." She hugged me from behind, I had to pull away again, I held my head with my hands as a migraine began to manifest, "Damn it. Don't you ever give up?" She laughed, "I could say the same you know. But your willpower won't last forever." "Just" I had to catch my breath, "Tell me what you want." She cocked her head, "Are you daft, boy? I told you what I wanted. your magical power." I tried to ignore her, and I gazed about the room. I hadn't really had the chance to get a good look at where I was. I thought I was in a sort of house, which It was however it was smaller than I previously thought. It seemed to be only one story but had several rooms. It appeared as though we were in a bedroom. I laid down on the bed, it was made with an eloquent dark wood - like teak or mahogany, with a nice cottony pillow accompanied by white sheets covered by a paisley print comforter of a sanguine red color. This was a grave mistake, and it almost cost me my life. I lay down on my back, trying to kill my migraine (with minor success) I also felt really warm, too warm due to the fire burning in the hearth across the room.
"So this is how you want to do it?" I looked forward, to Evelyn's dark, naked body. I saw everything. The dark, shadowed skin gleamed off the fire. She swayed side to side as she bent down over the bed, and began to crawl - touching her body against mine. She was cold, precise, and astonishingly beautiful. I was entranced, it was like my mind was locked and all I could do was stare. "Come on summoner, just once." She dug her hands in, my crotch was bare - and my body's reaction was obvious. She lay flat against me, began to kiss my neck, her glowing eyes staring into mine, "You aren't resisting, I guess that's consent." She smiled and bit my neck. I was stunned, I couldn't move. Feeling her cold hand against my privates only drove me crazier. She lifted up her back end, and arched her back like a cat. She sat on top of me, and it slipped in. I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted her to do what she wanted. What I felt in her was nothing short of heavenly bliss - and that's what made it scary. It was like I couldn't control myself, I wanted to feel the cold embrace. "Ah YES! Just like that!" I wanted to scream, every fibre of my body wanted to pull away, it knew something was wrong and was trying to save itself but my brain didn't listen. I didn't listen. My vision began to blacken, shadows crawling from beneath my eyeballs and wrapping themselves around my sight. My attempts to move were feeble - I was certain I was going to die any minute. Scenes flashed before my eyes - of home, of family, of school. As the last drops of my life force felt drained away, I screamed louder than I had ever screamed with a piercing "AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH", like the sound you'd hear in a torture room. I shoved her off the bed, my eyes wide with fear, I was clutching myself and shivering. Where did the warmth go? Why am I so cold? I couldn't move, I couldn't speak - I was paralyzed down to my very essence of being. I just sat there, in fetal position, breathing heavily. An indignant scream came from the other side, "DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU TO HELL." It was Evelyn, but she was no longer a beautiful drow-like young woman, but a savage shadow, with only a modicum of female form, what shown were her dark, glowing eyes - her sharp teeth, long black fangs and sword-like nails protruding from where her hands used to be - she was a shadowy demon. "You are trying my patience, fool." Her voice was no longer seductive and precise - it was shrill and filled with embarrassment, or rage, or both. Either way, she was at the end of her rope. "Your mind and will are strong, but I will break it." I had seen her like this before, and my assumption was that I was going to die some point soon, but I had a hunch. If it worked, I could buy myself time. If it didn't... Well I was going to die anyways, "No you won't," I said through gritted teeth, "At least not anytime soon." Her voice seethed with aggression, "Oh really?" She approached closer to me, "As you lie there, in that pathetic position, you honestly believe I couldn't kill you?" I said nothing in reply and stared at her, she growled, "You'd..." She hesitated for a moment, "be right." She collapsed down to the point where her shadow form was faded as she sat down, legs crossed to her side staring at me, "You are strong summoner." Like hell I was, I almost died twice now! That's not strength that's pure luck. "Do it, kill me. That's what you want isn't it? The sweet embrace of pleasure before death, creating the moment of greatest agony... It's delicious." I calmed down, and was just straight with her. I was too weak to do anything else but talk, "You know what?" She looked up at me, breathing heavily. "You're fucking messed up..." I then sat in silence as she laughed at me. We both had a small moment of similarity. We both sat there, weak and unable to move - enemies for each other but neither having the strength for aggression. It was still, like the night of a full moon with not a cloud in the sky, ironically peaceful. In my heart, I didn't want to have to fight all the time. Why did I have to do all this? And why can't I remember properly? Like, I swear I've seen this all before, the names were familiar and so was the world but I couldn't put my finger on it. I looked at Evelyn with sincerity, she just stared at me - unemotionally focused. "Do you think..." I began, "Do you think we could be friends? We don't have to fight." She had this wierd snort-like sound, and she began to obnoxiously laugh, tears in her eyes. "Are you being serious?!" She continued to laugh, "Oh gods, you are a fool aren't you?" She paused to catch her breath, "If I could move you'd be dead." I held my head up against a wall, closed my eyes. "I see..." It saddened me. Call it childish if you will but deep down I've always felt that the most evil of beings have some remenant of good in them, but I guess if that were the case we wouldn't have to worry about keeping people in jail all the time.
Feeling began to slowly flow back into my arms. Evelyn was still being silent, breathing, her translucent form slowly fading. I grew concerned, I think she was dying. "Evelyn" she stared at me, "You're fading." She smiled, "Sit and watch the show Summoner, you're about to see a demon die." I wasn't sure what to do, "Why?" "Mana" she said weakly, "used too much." I thought about what happened, the barrier that popped over Rakan, the ghosting that Xayah did. I was sure I did it. Did I have magical powers? Slowly Evelyn was moving from translucent to transparent. Should I let her die? It would solve so many problems. Xayah and Rakan wouldn't have to deal with her, more importantly I wouldn't have to deal with her. I grit my teeth, I couldn't just stand by and watch her die. She's threatened to kill me but hasn't. She almost did, but still. I weakly pounded the ground with my fist, "Damn it." I couldn't just let her die, I was fighting a losing battle of morals. Save her, don't save her, save her, don't save her. Let her die, solve everyone's problems - she deserves it. She's still a living, breathing entity with emotions - save her, no living thing should die unjustly. That's the question though, wasn't it? Was it justified? What if I let her die and it screws me over in the long run? I crawled over to her, placed my hand on her shoulder. It wasn't cold or warm, it was just fading. Something was supposed to be there but wasn't. She looked in my eyes - what struck me was she wasn't angry, she wasn't sad, she just knew her time was about to end. Such bravery... I hugged her, "What?" She was genuinely surprised, "I'm sorry but... I can't just let this happen." she brought the side of her cheek close to mine, and rasped in my ear, "You're a fool..." I closed my eyes and thought about what I could do to save her. Anything, I didn't care what it was I just wanted to save her. A flash of light burst in my vision and then... Nothing.