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The Way Back Home Chapter 2: Midnight Voyeurism and Escape!
i16 years later./i
bMalfoy Manor/b
Lucius Malfoy stepped towards the center of the room and knelt down. He kissed the hem of the Dark Lord's robes then stood back to await his orders. He watched as his master set a piece of parchment down on a table next to his chair, his scaly skin glinting palely in the firelight.
"Lucius, I want you to retrieve something for me from this location." His voice hissed menacingly throughout the room as he handed him the parchment.
"Is it the same as the others, my lord?" Voldemort nodded. "I will take a few of the Death Eaters with me to secure the area."
"That is fine." Voldemort said then grinned evilly, his snake-like face contorting disturbingly. "Now, I want you to look at the parchment I've handed you. This is holds the identification of what I want you to retrieve." Voldemort smirked again.
Lucius looked down at the parchment, his brain finally registering that he was holding a wizard's photograph. He sucked in his breath. The picture showed a young woman, maybe around twenty years of age, sitting on a park bench. She was smiling, her smooth brown skin reflecting a healthy glow, showing her small, even white teeth. The photograph moved and the young woman's face turned serious as if she was looking towards something in the distance. The young woman was beautiful beyond words. Her pouty lips glistened in the sunlight and her exotic silver eyes slanted up at the corners. The wind ruffled the soft black curls framing her face, falling down to rest on her graceful, swan-like neck and exposed shoulders.
"So do you like what you see?" Voldemort asked. "She is beautiful, is she not?"
Lucius let out the breath that he was unaware he had been holding. He glanced up at his master to see him smirking once again. "Yes, my lord. I want her." Voldemort laughed outright at the man's reaction to the young woman, his red eyes shining with mirth.
"You may have her as an award if you do as I ask." Voldemort said. Lucius exhaled in relief, feeling a rush of desire flow through him. He could barely focus on his master because he was concentrating on how she would feel under him, struggling as he raped her. He almost moaned aloud in anticipation, wanting her badly. His mind drifted back to what his master was saying, but barely.
"Now, I want you to retrieve the girl and bring her to me. She has something that will aid me in defeating Potter. I bmust/b have it." Lucius nodded. "If you leave now, you should return by tomorrow."
"Yes, my lord." Lucius knelt down and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes once again. He stood and motioned for a few of the men in the back of the room to follow him. He was eager to get the activities started.
"Lucius, there is just one more thing." Lucius signaled for the men to wait as he approached his master again. He bowed gracefully.
"Before you take the girl, you must wait until she reveals the mark on her body. If she does not reveal it to you on purpose, watch her until she does." Voldemort said.
"And if she does neither, my lord?" Lucius asked.
Voldemort smirked, and waving his hand, he said, "You may search for it on her body, of course. Just make sure that you return her alive."
Lucius licked his lips and then smiled evilly. "Of course I will, my lord. I will.isearch/i for the mark as requested." He bowed again and made to leave the room. Peter Pettigrew rushed up to him, sniveling annoyingly.
"You just make sure that she is alive for the master." He sniveled. Lucius rolled his eyes in disgust of the irritating little man. "Move out of my way, Rat."
Moving quickly, the small group of men donned their masks and disapparated from the lush green lawns of the manor.
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bNorthern California, United States/b
Zeporiap Luz just made it into the house before the rain started to come down hard. Panting because she had to run the last block, she shut the door and leaned against it in relief. She deposited her purse on the side table and turned off her cell phone. Her heavy jean jacket was promptly hung up in the coat closet by the door. She walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter as she played the messages on the answering machine.
"What a long day." She sighed, "I'm glad that I made it back before the rain really started to come down.
Zeporiap walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. She sat down on the couch then lifted up her jean skirt to unzip her knee-high high- heeled leather boots. Reaching over to the table in front of the couch for the remote, she turned on the television. The nightly news blared into the room, echoing the daily dirge of depressing and sensational stories happening around town and the state. She flicked the channels a few times before settling on a forensic science crime caper; even though it was an episode she had already seen. A few minutes later her attention waned, so she clicked the television off.
Picking up her boots, Zeporiap headed towards her bedroom to undress. She put the boots in the shoe rack and pulled out some sleepwear from a solid oak dresser. She stood for a moment, feeling the energy from the work day rush out of her. Feeling weary, she wished that she had a more exciting life; the daily work and commute cycle was wearing her down, but it paid the bills. Luckily, she only had to pay for the general utilities because her grandmother willed the fully-paid house to her a year earlier. The thought of her grandmother made Zeporiap sad. She missed everything about her: her smooth brown skin, her laughing brown eyes, and her soft musical voice. i I miss you, Abuelita,/i she thought. iI miss you more and more each day./i Deciding that a warm shower was just the thing to change her mood, she turned on the taps in the marble tiled shower. Undressing, she dropped her clothes in the hamper for the next wash day. Opening the glass shower door, she tested the water to see if was right. Pleased, with the temperature, she stepped inside.
Pointing his wand at the front door, Lucius whispered the unlocking charm. He turned and motioned for the three other men to step inside, warning them to stay quiet. Moving into the house, Lucius listened for the sounds of where the girl could be.
"Search those other rooms quickly and quietly." He glanced towards the living room then, headed for the kitchen. A door closed quietly and the other three men returned to the initial arrival area. Lucius looked to them for their results and became irritated when they didn't find anything. He exhaled softly, feeling his patience run thin. Suddenly, he heard the sound of running water.
"Put your invisibility charms on," Lucius whispered, "so that we can watch for her to reveal the mark to us. Do not move in until I say so."
The three others did as told and followed Lucius towards the sound of the rushing water.
Standing in the shower, Zeporiap lathered down with her favorite shower gel. Making sure that her hair didn't get wet, she leaned down to shave her legs. Intent on not cutting herself, the feeling of being watched didn't register in her mind.
Lucius Malfoy gasped at the sight of the girl's glistening body. She was toned, having the body of a dancer, but with the lush curves and full breasts of a muggle cover model. Her cinnamon skin reminded him of the chocolate frogs that his son so liked to eat, and he wanted to lick her all over to see if she tasted like one. He heard one of the men moan behind him and almost did so himself.
As she stood up, Lucius saw something sparkling in her navel. Looking closer, he could see that it was a jewel inserted into the skin of her belly button. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen and he felt his pants tightening. He had to have her now, but he needed to wait to see if she had the mark.
Stepping out of the shower, Zeporiap reached for the fluffy blue towel hanging on the rack. She walked to the sink to wash her face and brush her teeth then, slipped her boy-short panties on before leaving the bathroom. Sitting down at the vanity mirror and table, she rubbed a moisturizer on her face, smoothing in evenly over her skin. Next she massaged lotion into her feet, legs, arms, and shoulders. Turning back to the mirror, she dropped the towel and began to rub the lotion into her breasts and stomach.
Lucius and the men watched the girl with lust-filled eyes. They had watched as she rubbed the lotion into her skin, smelling the fragrance that drifted towards them, and almost moved into action before it was time. It was almost too much, but they restrained themselves, knowing that they would have their time with her later. His pants tightened unbearably, Lucius watched as the girl pulled the chopsticks from her hair. His hands curled into fists to stop himself from going over and delving them into the soft curls that hung to the middle of her back. Following the path of her hands as she applied a comb through her hair, he noticed an odd coloring on her lower back. Moving closer, he saw that it was the mark he was looking for. It was a snake tattoo, curving around some kind of tribal markings that expanded from her lower back to the top of her buttocks. iNow/i, he thought, iI can make my move/i. He licked his lips in anticipation.
Struggling to get the comb through a particularly tough knot in her hair, Zeporiap dropped the comb on the floor. She quickly flipped her tank top on and then reached down to grab the fallen hair utensil. When she sat up to begin combing her hair again, she saw a strange movement in the mirror. She turned around and saw a man standing in her bedroom.
Lucius waited until she leaned down to grab the comb before whispering, "Finite Incantium" to reveal himself. When she sat back up, they were waiting for her.
When she turned around, she felt the air rush out of her lungs. "Who-who are you? And what are you doing in my house?" She could hardly breathe, she was so frightened. iDios Mio,/i she thought, ithey're going to kill me!/i Zeporiap tried to move her legs, but her mind would not register the action. When her finally came out of her fright, she tried to dash for the door only to be stopped by three men that seemed to come from out of nowhere. They grabbed her and forced back into the room. She struggled, but she was no match for the brute strength of the men holding her.
"Put her on the bed, I want to.iexamine/i the mark for myself." Lucius said. The men laughed and dragged the struggling and screaming girl to the four-poster king-size bed. The men then, held her down on the bed, stroking her legs and arms.
"Her skin is so soft." One man said. The others nodded in agreement. Zeporiap struggled harder to get away, but it was no use. She was afraid for her life and angry for being caught in such a vulnerable situation; she didn't want to be raped and beaten. She watched as a tall blond man, pointed a stick at her. He whispered a few words and ropes shot out to tie her wrists and ankles to the bed posts. He had a frightening smile on his face as he moved closer to the bed. Zeporiap whimpered as he ran his hand up her leg.
"Now, that I have you where I want you, we are going to have some fun." The men behind him laughed, rubbing their hands together in excitement.
"Please don't-" She cried.
"Ah, yes you will please me and my friends exactly how we want you to." The blond man leaned closer and licked up her thigh as if he tasted her like some prize morsel. He moaned and reached up to squeeze her breasts. Zeporiap could barely contain her revulsion; she shuddered as the man began to lick her stomach and breasts, sniffing his way around her body. He twined his fingers in her hair, running his hands through her curls, caressing her. Zeporiap screamed.
"Leave me alone!" She tried to fight him off, but he and the men only laughed.
"I like it when they scream and struggle. You're only adding to the fun." His hot breath fanned over her face. Zeporiap turned her head to the side to avoid looking into the man's eyes.
Lucius could not wait to touch her. Her smooth skin was arousing him more than anything ever had. The taste of her skin was intoxicating and he had to have more. Her breasts were firm, her body supple. Her hair was as soft as he thought it would be, his finger twining in the black curls. He would have her now.
Zeporiap screamed again as the man thrust her shirt up and snatched her panties down. He began to lick his fingers, caressing in between her legs roughly. The men behind him cheered and Zeporiap saw them stroking themselves through their clothes. She tried to squirm away from the man abusing her, but she couldn't get away. He roughly jammed his fingers into her vagina, thrusting them in and out, stretching her. The pain was terrible; a white-hot heat scorched her lower body painfully. Then he lifted up her hips and jammed his fingers into her anal opening, ripping and tearing his way into her.
"Do it! Do it!" The men chanted loudly. "Break her in and save some for us!"
Lucius slammed her hips down onto the mattress and leaned back to undo his pants. He shoved them down just enough to free his throbbing penis and then shoved the girl back down. He climbed on top of her and plunged inside her. Zeporiap screamed.
"Well, boys, a virgin!" The men laughed cruelly. "Not anymore!" one of them shouted. They laughed again.
Lucius began thrusting roughly into the girl. She was so tight around him that he almost came after the second thrust. He lifted her hips up, continuing to jam into her deeply.
Zeporiap couldn't breathe. The man was violating her in the worst possible way, taking away something that she could never get back. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the man became more vigorous; as the shouting men became louder and crueler. The man on top of her laughed as she tried to get air into her lungs, getting a twisted type of pleasure from the fact that he was causing her to lose consciousness. She tried to hold on to the last bit of awareness, wanting to remember exactly who was doing this to her. She opened her eyes and looked into the face of the man, memorizing the sound of his voice, his smell, the way his hair glinted as he raped her; everything. She would get him back, she would beat the pain, and she would see justice resolved. Her eyes closed as she fell into the blackness engulfing her.
Lucius could not deny his body any longer. He felt the tremors in his body as he neared completion. He thrust deeper, savoring the feel of the girl's tight body surrounding him. Finally, he felt himself explode into her, the feeling so powerful that he shouted like a wild animal.
Zeporiap opened her eyes, finding herself in a flower field. Her grandmother was leaning over her, brushing her curls away from her face.
"iAbuelita,/i she cried. "Why is this happening to me?"
"iNiña/i, it was the only way for you to fulfill the prophecy." Tears streamed down Justina Luz's cheeks. "It was the only way for your powers to awaken."
"What do you mean, iAbuelita/i?" Zeporiap cried
"You will know what it all means in due time, iniña/i." She wiped the tears from the girl's face.
"I want to stay here with you! Please, I want to stay here with you!" Zeporiap clung to her grandmother fiercely, hoping to escape the pain.
Justina shook her head. "No, iniña./i You must go back, there are still things that you need to do." She began to drift away from Zeporiap, farther and farther until only their fingertips were touching.
"No!" she screamed. "Don't leave me!"
"Remember the words, iniña. Remember the words." Justina Luz faded away.
Zeporiap fell back into the flowers, screaming.
Lucius was just beginning to fasten his pants back up when he saw the girl's eyes snap open. "Well, my dear you were quite a fuck. I'll have to come back for another ride." He turned to the men behind him. "So, who's next?"
Zeporiap had had enough. Her silver eyes began to glow unnaturally as the men turned back towards her. She felt a strange power flowing through her body, giving her a kind of strength she never knew she had. She pulled her hands and legs free as she sat up on the bed.
"No one will be next." The startled men rushed towards her, but an invisible field kept them from coming closer. "You will not hurt me anymore!" she yelled. The men began casting spells, shouting charms that they thought would allow them to break through the wall. "STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!" she shouted. Her voice was so loud that the glass broke in the mirrors and window throughout the house. The men froze in their tracks, unable to move from the unknown spell she cast. Zeporiap jumped up and grabbed the robe of the man who had raped her. Suddenly, the men were able to move again and they all cast a freeze charm of their own towards her. Zeporiap held up her hand, silver eyes glowing luminously, and deflected the charms effortlessly. She flicked her wrist, and sent one man crashing into her vanity. Another crashed into the wall; the other slammed into the bookcase lining another wall. The tall blond man rushed towards her, knocking her to the floor.
"Well, bitch, if I had known that you liked to play rough," he panted, "I would have been extra special with you." He slapped her across the face, splitting her lip. He punched her on the jaw and she tasted the metallic flavor of blood in her mouth.
"iNiña, remember the words. Remember the words/i." Her grandmother's voice whispered through her mind.
"iWhat words/i?" she thought. It was getting harder and harder to breathe as the man wrapped his hands around her throat.
"iThe ones from your childhood, niña./i
Zeporiap was beginning to see spots in front of her eyes. Lucius figured that if she wouldn't come willingly, she'd come unconsciously-at least she's be alive.
Zeporiap had a sudden memory of her and her grandmother chanting a list of words before her bed time one night long ago. She remembered that she had to repeat it seven times and that it would only work when it was time. "And not a moment before, i¿Comprendes, niña?/i"
Now, she remembered. But, she still didn't understand. However, having a man's hands around your throat didn't exactly give one much time for contemplation. So she said the words that she learned long ago.
"iHemos vivido siempre en el Castillo./i" The necklace began to warm under the man's hands. She said the words stronger and louder.
Lucius began to realize that something was wrong. The girl's skin felt funny almost as if she was. fading away? The bitch was fading away!
"ARGH!" Lucius screamed, "You're not going to escape!"
Zeporiap only laughed as she faded away. "Bye bye."
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WL1031: WOO HOO! What do you guys think?
Jade: Man! That was a fat cliffhanger at the end!
WL1031: Well. that's how that one ended. Can't do anything when it stops like that! Hey, you should know, you're the bmuse/b here!
Jade: Yeah. well, YEAH I AM THE MUSE! *puffs up proudly*
WL1031: So, why'd you let the chapter end like that then? Huh?
Jade: Um. well. HEY, review people! Yeah, review! *runs off*
WL1031: Just like you to avoid the question. Anyway, please review and tell us what you think about this chapter. Chapter 3 should be up in the next few days or so.
Translation:
Dios mios: Roughly translates to "My God"
Niña: (baby) girl
¿Comprendes?: Do you understand? (Blood Fairy thanks for helping me out with this one. I confirmed with my dad and he said it was correct.
Abuelita: grandma
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WriterLady1031: Hey all, my name is WriterLady1031 or WL1031 for short. Here's my first fic! I also want to introduce my muse, Jade.
Jade: *waving frantically* Hi everybody! Hey, WL you should put a disclaimer on here because the lawyers are banging on the front door.
WL1031: Oh yeah... Enjoy the story... and the disclaimer!
bDisclaimer: As much as I want to, I don't own the Harry Potter Universe. None of the characters are mine. Any characters that you don't recognize, along with the story, are mine./b WL1031: Hey, I'm back again!
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The Way Back Home Chapter 2: Midnight Voyeurism and Escape!
i16 years later./i
bMalfoy Manor/b
Lucius Malfoy stepped towards the center of the room and knelt down. He kissed the hem of the Dark Lord's robes then stood back to await his orders. He watched as his master set a piece of parchment down on a table next to his chair, his scaly skin glinting palely in the firelight.
"Lucius, I want you to retrieve something for me from this location." His voice hissed menacingly throughout the room as he handed him the parchment.
"Is it the same as the others, my lord?" Voldemort nodded. "I will take a few of the Death Eaters with me to secure the area."
"That is fine." Voldemort said then grinned evilly, his snake-like face contorting disturbingly. "Now, I want you to look at the parchment I've handed you. This is holds the identification of what I want you to retrieve." Voldemort smirked again.
Lucius looked down at the parchment, his brain finally registering that he was holding a wizard's photograph. He sucked in his breath. The picture showed a young woman, maybe around twenty years of age, sitting on a park bench. She was smiling, her smooth brown skin reflecting a healthy glow, showing her small, even white teeth. The photograph moved and the young woman's face turned serious as if she was looking towards something in the distance. The young woman was beautiful beyond words. Her pouty lips glistened in the sunlight and her exotic silver eyes slanted up at the corners. The wind ruffled the soft black curls framing her face, falling down to rest on her graceful, swan-like neck and exposed shoulders.
"So do you like what you see?" Voldemort asked. "She is beautiful, is she not?"
Lucius let out the breath that he was unaware he had been holding. He glanced up at his master to see him smirking once again. "Yes, my lord. I want her." Voldemort laughed outright at the man's reaction to the young woman, his red eyes shining with mirth.
"You may have her as an award if you do as I ask." Voldemort said. Lucius exhaled in relief, feeling a rush of desire flow through him. He could barely focus on his master because he was concentrating on how she would feel under him, struggling as he raped her. He almost moaned aloud in anticipation, wanting her badly. His mind drifted back to what his master was saying, but barely.
"Now, I want you to retrieve the girl and bring her to me. She has something that will aid me in defeating Potter. I bmust/b have it." Lucius nodded. "If you leave now, you should return by tomorrow."
"Yes, my lord." Lucius knelt down and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes once again. He stood and motioned for a few of the men in the back of the room to follow him. He was eager to get the activities started.
"Lucius, there is just one more thing." Lucius signaled for the men to wait as he approached his master again. He bowed gracefully.
"Before you take the girl, you must wait until she reveals the mark on her body. If she does not reveal it to you on purpose, watch her until she does." Voldemort said.
"And if she does neither, my lord?" Lucius asked.
Voldemort smirked, and waving his hand, he said, "You may search for it on her body, of course. Just make sure that you return her alive."
Lucius licked his lips and then smiled evilly. "Of course I will, my lord. I will.isearch/i for the mark as requested." He bowed again and made to leave the room. Peter Pettigrew rushed up to him, sniveling annoyingly.
"You just make sure that she is alive for the master." He sniveled. Lucius rolled his eyes in disgust of the irritating little man. "Move out of my way, Rat."
Moving quickly, the small group of men donned their masks and disapparated from the lush green lawns of the manor.
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bNorthern California, United States/b
Zeporiap Luz just made it into the house before the rain started to come down hard. Panting because she had to run the last block, she shut the door and leaned against it in relief. She deposited her purse on the side table and turned off her cell phone. Her heavy jean jacket was promptly hung up in the coat closet by the door. She walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter as she played the messages on the answering machine.
"What a long day." She sighed, "I'm glad that I made it back before the rain really started to come down.
Zeporiap walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. She sat down on the couch then lifted up her jean skirt to unzip her knee-high high- heeled leather boots. Reaching over to the table in front of the couch for the remote, she turned on the television. The nightly news blared into the room, echoing the daily dirge of depressing and sensational stories happening around town and the state. She flicked the channels a few times before settling on a forensic science crime caper; even though it was an episode she had already seen. A few minutes later her attention waned, so she clicked the television off.
Picking up her boots, Zeporiap headed towards her bedroom to undress. She put the boots in the shoe rack and pulled out some sleepwear from a solid oak dresser. She stood for a moment, feeling the energy from the work day rush out of her. Feeling weary, she wished that she had a more exciting life; the daily work and commute cycle was wearing her down, but it paid the bills. Luckily, she only had to pay for the general utilities because her grandmother willed the fully-paid house to her a year earlier. The thought of her grandmother made Zeporiap sad. She missed everything about her: her smooth brown skin, her laughing brown eyes, and her soft musical voice. i I miss you, Abuelita,/i she thought. iI miss you more and more each day./i Deciding that a warm shower was just the thing to change her mood, she turned on the taps in the marble tiled shower. Undressing, she dropped her clothes in the hamper for the next wash day. Opening the glass shower door, she tested the water to see if was right. Pleased, with the temperature, she stepped inside.
Pointing his wand at the front door, Lucius whispered the unlocking charm. He turned and motioned for the three other men to step inside, warning them to stay quiet. Moving into the house, Lucius listened for the sounds of where the girl could be.
"Search those other rooms quickly and quietly." He glanced towards the living room then, headed for the kitchen. A door closed quietly and the other three men returned to the initial arrival area. Lucius looked to them for their results and became irritated when they didn't find anything. He exhaled softly, feeling his patience run thin. Suddenly, he heard the sound of running water.
"Put your invisibility charms on," Lucius whispered, "so that we can watch for her to reveal the mark to us. Do not move in until I say so."
The three others did as told and followed Lucius towards the sound of the rushing water.
Standing in the shower, Zeporiap lathered down with her favorite shower gel. Making sure that her hair didn't get wet, she leaned down to shave her legs. Intent on not cutting herself, the feeling of being watched didn't register in her mind.
Lucius Malfoy gasped at the sight of the girl's glistening body. She was toned, having the body of a dancer, but with the lush curves and full breasts of a muggle cover model. Her cinnamon skin reminded him of the chocolate frogs that his son so liked to eat, and he wanted to lick her all over to see if she tasted like one. He heard one of the men moan behind him and almost did so himself.
As she stood up, Lucius saw something sparkling in her navel. Looking closer, he could see that it was a jewel inserted into the skin of her belly button. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen and he felt his pants tightening. He had to have her now, but he needed to wait to see if she had the mark.
Stepping out of the shower, Zeporiap reached for the fluffy blue towel hanging on the rack. She walked to the sink to wash her face and brush her teeth then, slipped her boy-short panties on before leaving the bathroom. Sitting down at the vanity mirror and table, she rubbed a moisturizer on her face, smoothing in evenly over her skin. Next she massaged lotion into her feet, legs, arms, and shoulders. Turning back to the mirror, she dropped the towel and began to rub the lotion into her breasts and stomach.
Lucius and the men watched the girl with lust-filled eyes. They had watched as she rubbed the lotion into her skin, smelling the fragrance that drifted towards them, and almost moved into action before it was time. It was almost too much, but they restrained themselves, knowing that they would have their time with her later. His pants tightened unbearably, Lucius watched as the girl pulled the chopsticks from her hair. His hands curled into fists to stop himself from going over and delving them into the soft curls that hung to the middle of her back. Following the path of her hands as she applied a comb through her hair, he noticed an odd coloring on her lower back. Moving closer, he saw that it was the mark he was looking for. It was a snake tattoo, curving around some kind of tribal markings that expanded from her lower back to the top of her buttocks. iNow/i, he thought, iI can make my move/i. He licked his lips in anticipation.
Struggling to get the comb through a particularly tough knot in her hair, Zeporiap dropped the comb on the floor. She quickly flipped her tank top on and then reached down to grab the fallen hair utensil. When she sat up to begin combing her hair again, she saw a strange movement in the mirror. She turned around and saw a man standing in her bedroom.
Lucius waited until she leaned down to grab the comb before whispering, "Finite Incantium" to reveal himself. When she sat back up, they were waiting for her.
When she turned around, she felt the air rush out of her lungs. "Who-who are you? And what are you doing in my house?" She could hardly breathe, she was so frightened. iDios Mio,/i she thought, ithey're going to kill me!/i Zeporiap tried to move her legs, but her mind would not register the action. When her finally came out of her fright, she tried to dash for the door only to be stopped by three men that seemed to come from out of nowhere. They grabbed her and forced back into the room. She struggled, but she was no match for the brute strength of the men holding her.
"Put her on the bed, I want to.iexamine/i the mark for myself." Lucius said. The men laughed and dragged the struggling and screaming girl to the four-poster king-size bed. The men then, held her down on the bed, stroking her legs and arms.
"Her skin is so soft." One man said. The others nodded in agreement. Zeporiap struggled harder to get away, but it was no use. She was afraid for her life and angry for being caught in such a vulnerable situation; she didn't want to be raped and beaten. She watched as a tall blond man, pointed a stick at her. He whispered a few words and ropes shot out to tie her wrists and ankles to the bed posts. He had a frightening smile on his face as he moved closer to the bed. Zeporiap whimpered as he ran his hand up her leg.
"Now, that I have you where I want you, we are going to have some fun." The men behind him laughed, rubbing their hands together in excitement.
"Please don't-" She cried.
"Ah, yes you will please me and my friends exactly how we want you to." The blond man leaned closer and licked up her thigh as if he tasted her like some prize morsel. He moaned and reached up to squeeze her breasts. Zeporiap could barely contain her revulsion; she shuddered as the man began to lick her stomach and breasts, sniffing his way around her body. He twined his fingers in her hair, running his hands through her curls, caressing her. Zeporiap screamed.
"Leave me alone!" She tried to fight him off, but he and the men only laughed.
"I like it when they scream and struggle. You're only adding to the fun." His hot breath fanned over her face. Zeporiap turned her head to the side to avoid looking into the man's eyes.
Lucius could not wait to touch her. Her smooth skin was arousing him more than anything ever had. The taste of her skin was intoxicating and he had to have more. Her breasts were firm, her body supple. Her hair was as soft as he thought it would be, his finger twining in the black curls. He would have her now.
Zeporiap screamed again as the man thrust her shirt up and snatched her panties down. He began to lick his fingers, caressing in between her legs roughly. The men behind him cheered and Zeporiap saw them stroking themselves through their clothes. She tried to squirm away from the man abusing her, but she couldn't get away. He roughly jammed his fingers into her vagina, thrusting them in and out, stretching her. The pain was terrible; a white-hot heat scorched her lower body painfully. Then he lifted up her hips and jammed his fingers into her anal opening, ripping and tearing his way into her.
"Do it! Do it!" The men chanted loudly. "Break her in and save some for us!"
Lucius slammed her hips down onto the mattress and leaned back to undo his pants. He shoved them down just enough to free his throbbing penis and then shoved the girl back down. He climbed on top of her and plunged inside her. Zeporiap screamed.
"Well, boys, a virgin!" The men laughed cruelly. "Not anymore!" one of them shouted. They laughed again.
Lucius began thrusting roughly into the girl. She was so tight around him that he almost came after the second thrust. He lifted her hips up, continuing to jam into her deeply.
Zeporiap couldn't breathe. The man was violating her in the worst possible way, taking away something that she could never get back. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the man became more vigorous; as the shouting men became louder and crueler. The man on top of her laughed as she tried to get air into her lungs, getting a twisted type of pleasure from the fact that he was causing her to lose consciousness. She tried to hold on to the last bit of awareness, wanting to remember exactly who was doing this to her. She opened her eyes and looked into the face of the man, memorizing the sound of his voice, his smell, the way his hair glinted as he raped her; everything. She would get him back, she would beat the pain, and she would see justice resolved. Her eyes closed as she fell into the blackness engulfing her.
Lucius could not deny his body any longer. He felt the tremors in his body as he neared completion. He thrust deeper, savoring the feel of the girl's tight body surrounding him. Finally, he felt himself explode into her, the feeling so powerful that he shouted like a wild animal.
Zeporiap opened her eyes, finding herself in a flower field. Her grandmother was leaning over her, brushing her curls away from her face.
"iAbuelita,/i she cried. "Why is this happening to me?"
"iNiña/i, it was the only way for you to fulfill the prophecy." Tears streamed down Justina Luz's cheeks. "It was the only way for your powers to awaken."
"What do you mean, iAbuelita/i?" Zeporiap cried
"You will know what it all means in due time, iniña/i." She wiped the tears from the girl's face.
"I want to stay here with you! Please, I want to stay here with you!" Zeporiap clung to her grandmother fiercely, hoping to escape the pain.
Justina shook her head. "No, iniña./i You must go back, there are still things that you need to do." She began to drift away from Zeporiap, farther and farther until only their fingertips were touching.
"No!" she screamed. "Don't leave me!"
"Remember the words, iniña. Remember the words." Justina Luz faded away.
Zeporiap fell back into the flowers, screaming.
Lucius was just beginning to fasten his pants back up when he saw the girl's eyes snap open. "Well, my dear you were quite a fuck. I'll have to come back for another ride." He turned to the men behind him. "So, who's next?"
Zeporiap had had enough. Her silver eyes began to glow unnaturally as the men turned back towards her. She felt a strange power flowing through her body, giving her a kind of strength she never knew she had. She pulled her hands and legs free as she sat up on the bed.
"No one will be next." The startled men rushed towards her, but an invisible field kept them from coming closer. "You will not hurt me anymore!" she yelled. The men began casting spells, shouting charms that they thought would allow them to break through the wall. "STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!" she shouted. Her voice was so loud that the glass broke in the mirrors and window throughout the house. The men froze in their tracks, unable to move from the unknown spell she cast. Zeporiap jumped up and grabbed the robe of the man who had raped her. Suddenly, the men were able to move again and they all cast a freeze charm of their own towards her. Zeporiap held up her hand, silver eyes glowing luminously, and deflected the charms effortlessly. She flicked her wrist, and sent one man crashing into her vanity. Another crashed into the wall; the other slammed into the bookcase lining another wall. The tall blond man rushed towards her, knocking her to the floor.
"Well, bitch, if I had known that you liked to play rough," he panted, "I would have been extra special with you." He slapped her across the face, splitting her lip. He punched her on the jaw and she tasted the metallic flavor of blood in her mouth.
"iNiña, remember the words. Remember the words/i." Her grandmother's voice whispered through her mind.
"iWhat words/i?" she thought. It was getting harder and harder to breathe as the man wrapped his hands around her throat.
"iThe ones from your childhood, niña./i
Zeporiap was beginning to see spots in front of her eyes. Lucius figured that if she wouldn't come willingly, she'd come unconsciously-at least she's be alive.
Zeporiap had a sudden memory of her and her grandmother chanting a list of words before her bed time one night long ago. She remembered that she had to repeat it seven times and that it would only work when it was time. "And not a moment before, i¿Comprendes, niña?/i"
Now, she remembered. But, she still didn't understand. However, having a man's hands around your throat didn't exactly give one much time for contemplation. So she said the words that she learned long ago.
"iHemos vivido siempre en el Castillo./i" The necklace began to warm under the man's hands. She said the words stronger and louder.
Lucius began to realize that something was wrong. The girl's skin felt funny almost as if she was. fading away? The bitch was fading away!
"ARGH!" Lucius screamed, "You're not going to escape!"
Zeporiap only laughed as she faded away. "Bye bye."
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WL1031: WOO HOO! What do you guys think?
Jade: Man! That was a fat cliffhanger at the end!
WL1031: Well. that's how that one ended. Can't do anything when it stops like that! Hey, you should know, you're the bmuse/b here!
Jade: Yeah. well, YEAH I AM THE MUSE! *puffs up proudly*
WL1031: So, why'd you let the chapter end like that then? Huh?
Jade: Um. well. HEY, review people! Yeah, review! *runs off*
WL1031: Just like you to avoid the question. Anyway, please review and tell us what you think about this chapter. Chapter 3 should be up in the next few days or so.
Translation:
Dios mios: Roughly translates to "My God"
Niña: (baby) girl
¿Comprendes?: Do you understand? (Blood Fairy thanks for helping me out with this one. I confirmed with my dad and he said it was correct.
Abuelita: grandma