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Chapter 21

"Come dance with me Vincey!" Banoo yelled, pulling Vince up onto his feet. She had been rummaging through his suitcases and was wearing a bright blue fluffy boa with a sparkly pink cowboy hat. She had found Vince's Ipod as well and had his music blared up loudly so that it resonated tinnily through the headphones and filled up the room with bouncy electropop. It was just the two of them now. Banoo had kicked her friend Jem out, demanding she go get some food for them all. Jem had obediently complied, knowing that she would have to keep Banoo sweet if she wanted to keep her supply of U flowing.

Not that Vince had even particularly noticed her up until now. Apparently he had even had sex in front of her. Although he didn't remember that particular scene.

He didn't remember much of anything in all honesty. It was all he could do to remember his own name.

All he knew was that he was living at high speed again. His blood was pumping and his heart was racing. He didn't think about anything, he just decided to let loose and feel. And right now he felt great.

He bounced up like a spring and joined Banoo in her crazy dancing, his arms and legs flailing about with careless abandon.

She pulled her face close to his, ravishing him with her eyes. She was the snake charmer and he was completely hypnotised. She puckered her cherry red lips and moved in for a kiss.

Without warning, her face began to morph before Vince's eyes. Her little upturned nose grew longer, and dark facial hair began to sprout all over her chin. Her hands around his waist seemed to feel bigger and heavier. Her voice grew low and Northern.

What the hell are you playing at Vince?

Vince blinked blearily, trying to bring the face more into focus.

Howard... why are you here?

He wasn't dancing with her anymore. He was with him.

Stop it right now... you're just being selfish. You're hurting yourself. You're hurting me.

What do you care?

Of course I care. How can you even say that?

Well if you care then why are you being such a coward? If you'd just come out and admitted the truth then I wouldn't even be doing this.

So this is all my fault? You're punishing me?

Yeah... maybe I am.

You're a selfish little shit Vince, do you know that? Just stop... stop it right now...

Vince clenched his hands around Howard's wrists in desperation.

You think I don't want to stop? I can't... I can't stop.

Vince... stop it...

I CAN'T STOP. I NEED YOU... I CAN'T STOP!

VINCE, STOP IT. YOU'RE HURTING ME.

Vince gulped a breath of air and everything came back into focus. It wasn't Howard in front of him. It was Banoo. And he was grabbing her wrists so tightly he was almost leaving a bruise. For the first time since he had met her, she didn't look so cooly self-assured. She actually looked a little scared. Slowly, he loosened his grip.

"I'm sorry... I thought I saw... I..." he mumbled, trailing off. He was hallucinating.

But it had felt so real.

"I've got to get out of here" he suddenly announced. "What am I doing. What the hell am I doing? What have I done to Howard, he must be going out of his mind..."

He strode determinedly to the door to make his escape. He didn't even care about leaving his suitcases behind. It was all just stuff. He could get more stuff. His life was worth much more.

As he yanked the rotting, wooden door open, Banoo weaved in behind him and shoved it back shut again.

"You ain't going nowhere" she said menacingly. She put her hand on Vince's shoulder and pushed him back across the room. The amount of U she had been taking over such a long period of time was starting to give her alarming amounts of strength, and despite her small stature she easily maneuvered the taller man like he was nothing but a flimsy rag doll. "You love me Vince. You want me. Not Howard fuckin' Moon. ME. And you are gonna sit down, take some more U, and bloody well enjoy yerself." She threw him down onto the mattress and placed the bag of U on his lap.

Vince tried to wriggle away but it was impossible. She was really reacting to the magic now and getting more and more powerful. "I don't want it Banoo... I just want to go home... I want it all to stop... "

She put a finger into the bag, dipping it deeply into the shining powder, then forced her finger into his mouth.

"You'll stop when I tell you to stop."

xXx

Howard scrolled down the list of symptoms on the website he was currently browsing.

Unicorn Horn, or U as it is more popularly known, is known to cause a number of side effects depending on the user and how regularly the drug is taken. Symptoms can range from minor to major, including:

Mood Alteration

Paranoia

Hallucinations

Cold Sweats

Headaches

Nausea
Weight Loss

Blackouts

In some cases overdosing can result in comas or death.

Due to the concentrated magic within Unicorn Horn, some users may also experience unwanted magical side effects, particularly if they are, or have previously been, magic users themselves. These symptoms range from person to person but have been known to include enhanced powers of the mind, flight, increased strength, and the power of transformation.

Dealing and usage of Unicorn Horn is strictly illegal due to the dangerous nature of the substance, and the cruelty inflicted upon the Unicorns who provide it.

Underneath the article were photos of dead Unicorns with their horns cut off. Majestic beasts hunted and poached all for a cheap thrill. The pictures made Howard wince. He knew if Vince could only see them for himself that he would feel sick with himself. He was just too stupidly innocent to even realise what he was involved in.

He looked at his watch. It was just after midday now. Naboo had forced everyone to fly home once the sun had fully risen, adamant that they all needed to rest up and sleep a little before they continued their manhunt. Howard had managed to get a restless nap for a couple of hours just to recharge, but then decided to head out alone to carry on the search.

After a few hours on foot, asking anyone he came across if they had come across a raven-haired electro boy or a pixie ex-shaman on their travels, he thought he would find the nearest internet cafe to do a bit of research. At least that way he would know exactly what he was dealing with. He thought the knowledge might make him feel more in control, but all it did was make him even more worried than he was before.

He rested his head in his hands, feeling like he could cry.

Where are you Vince? I just need to know you're safe, I can't stand it...

As if providing an answer to his prayers, something caught his eye out the window.

Across the road was a small corner shop, and there was a blonde girl wobbling out of it, laden with shopping bags. She had on giant heels and her tight little top was revealing her ample cleavage to the rest of the world.

It was the girl Howard had kissed at the party. Banoo's friend.

He ran out into the street as fast as his legs would carry him.