Disclaimer: Just a forewarning, this is a graphic scene. If you are against sexual assaults, I would highly recommend not reading this. However, those of you who do read this, please let me know how it is. I spent many months on this so I hope you all like it. I'm sorry for the enormous time between updates, but it's been difficult to find time to write and edit complete chapters in one setting. Sit back, and enjoy.
Episode II
Truth and Lies
Chapter Eight
The night dragged on, and still nothing had happened. The final flecks of rain had long since abated, leaving Sean in a voided twilight of anticipation.
He waited with patience, knowledge, and experience, and wisdom as his allies. Although dawn was only approximately two hours away, the very night whispered to Sean what he had already guessed—and had decided that was true beyond a doubt: the danger was far from over. Every particle within him knew that before the color of the sky around Kimberly's house brightened, Jason would make his move. Unfortunately, Sean was still unsure as to what that would be or when exactly it would happen.
Trini...
She did not stir. Still immersed in her nostalgic fantasy, Trini almost did not hear the voice whispering in the distance. For her, it was merely a second stream of consciousness, almost indistinguishable from her own thoughts. It was so distant that she did not even register that the voice was not her own; that it wasn't even female.
All that mattered was that she was lying in bed with the man she loved. Trini rolled gracefully onto her left side, propping her head up with her left hand. She gazed at Jason's sleeping form: peaceful, enchanting, and exquisite. His face bore not tension; his breath barely audible.
Trini watched him, transfixed by his features. His round jaw line and pointed chin, dashing eyebrows crowning radiant eyes behind smooth eyelids, and his thick rumpled black hair lined his face perfectly. He lay there with an inner tranquility reflected awesomely in the lack any tension in his shirtless upper body. Drifting her eyes downward, Trini saw his legs bore no signs of tension that she could see through the sheet. This was her prince, her love, and her treasure. All was well now in the world as far as she was concerned. She could stay here for hours, watching Jason breathe.
Outside the closed window, the faint chirping of a family of birds in a nearby tree serenaded the couple. The bright golden beams of the morning sun filtered through the painted wooden shutters, projecting brilliant contrasts of light throughout the room.
Ahh paradise… bliss… Trini thought.
Trini… the voice called softly again. This time it was more distinguished, and she could tell it was Jason's.
Hmm…? She felt Jason's hand trace her chin. Yet the Jason lying beside her had not moved. He was still asleep.
Trini paused, gazing at him with slight confusion.
Rise and shine, Trini.
"You're the one who's still asleep," she giggled, playfully stroking Jason's hair. He did not move.
I'm not asleep, Trini.
This time, Trini felt the voice from somewhere else. Outside the room? she mused. Trini lifted her head towards the door. "Jason, are you playing with me?" asked gleefully, her voice carrying past the door.
Wake up, and I'll explain.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, half laughing with joy.
You've dreamed long enough, Trini. It's time to face the new day.
His voice was soft, deep, and benevolent, and comforting, calling to Trini with such a yearning that she longed to be with it. She heard it both audibly and within her mind. It was all around her and within her, as if it were a presence all on it's own. Warmth filled her up like steam from a hot spring. No other voice in the world could do that but this one. It was Jason's voice, a voice that she trusted and took refuge in. For it put her at ease; her worries slipping away.
Let go… it beckoned.
Trini closed her eyes and the dream faded. Now, all she saw were the backs of her eyelids. She did not even registered that the mattress of which she was lying on was firmer than the one from her dream (for she was unaware that she had been dreaming), and also that she was not under any sheets.
A steady creek of pleasure rose within her, spreading throughout her arteries to her capillaries and finally to her organs, tissues and cells. Joyful at the prospect of beginning a new day, she breathed in deeply.
Is it time for breakfast? she muttered in her thoughts, half asleep, and still in the mindset of her honeymoon. Rubbing her closed eyes, she rolled onto her elbows. "Jason?" she whispered, smiling.
"Not quite," Jason whispered from across the room.
"Where are you?" she asked, grinning brightly.
"Right here," Jason breathed, in the direction of the foot of the bed. "Good morning."
Swinging her head in elation, Trini opened her eyes, expecting to see a luxurious suite.
Instead, the familiarity of Kimberly's guest bedroom sucked the joy from her arteries instantly, along with most of her color, leaving her with the complexion of a solid ghost. She was not in her island balcony suite, the sun was not shining, and it was silent—a silence that was harsh to her ears… and also to her mind though she did not register why. The cyclone of images that had plagued her for hours after the confrontation with Jason was gone, leaving behind a partial blank in her memory and terror. These only intensified her confusion. The cold, scaly, and rotted hand of reality rammed into her with such force that she almost fell down.
However, before this had set in, her eyes fell upon the figure hidden in shadows on the wall in front of the foot of the bed; the sight of him sent shivers up Trini's legs and arms, and her spine almost snapped when she straightened up, her fingers digging through the sheets now crushed in her palms. Yet she did not notice. All of her attention remained frozen upon the figure before her. Trini did not need to see his face to recognize him.
Tall and erect stood the black silhouette of Jason—not the Jason she had married, who had cherished every part of her being. This was someone… different… scarier… and darker though—not just because he was in shadow. Goosebumps sprang up her legs by simply being in the same room with him.
"What's going on?" she whispered, swinging her head around, but unable to turn her eyes from her husband. Her voice shook with hoarse quick breaths.
"Shouldn't you know that already?" Jason asked, stepping out of the shadows. The moonlight thru the window to the left of Trini now highlighted his powerful form. Jason stood there in the partial darkness, staring deep into her eyes, a naked god of muscle, power, discipline, and passion—passion Trini had once adored.
Now, all she wanted to do was run. Yet she could not tear her eyes from his eyes—eyes that shook her core. Trini inched backward under Jason's gaze. It bore through her eyes, beyond her mind, and into the heart of her soul.
Jason's presence shot through Sean like a dart the second Jason had teleported into the room. So, you've appeared, Sean mused. What are you up to? Her mind is already unlocked. There's nothing else you can—
And at last he finally saw Jason's desire. It was written clearly on Jason's mind, in a way only Sean could read… because Jason wanted him to see it.
Sighing, Sean closed his eyes in defeat. There was nothing he could do to intervene at this stage. Jason had already forged a deep rooted connection with Trini's mind before he had materialized into the room, one that Sean could not sever without risking further injury to his friend's mind, especially in Sean's current condition. As long as the connection between Jason and Trini was maintained, any interruption could further damage Trini's mind. Unfortunately, this meant that reinforcements were out of the question. Jason could snap the connection apart before they finished materializing, ripping Trini's mind in the process. However, Jason, him being more experienced and mentally stable than Trini, would be more or less immune to any cerebral damage due to the various mental defenses he had undoubtedly already implemented. It was a perfect strategy.
So you want me to watch, Jason, Sean thought, knowing that I would not have intervened anyway. He added with a slight smile, "seeing" Jason give him a mental nod. Be strong, Trini, Sean prayed, blinking his eyes, and keeping his thoughts private from Jason and Trini.Shielding his thoughts required not so much telepathy, but natural mental discipline. I know this is and shall be hard for you, but you were strong before and after Jason became Evil. That strength still resides within you. Be strong once again.
Help was impossible for her at this point. Yet, Sean would stay regardless. I will not forsake our friendship, Trini, Sean promised. And I will be with you after this, just as I promised. Kimberly, I hope you remain where you are he added, keeping his ESP honed on Trini and Jason. Dividing his focus to involve Kimberly would strain his perception which would result in that he would miss out on important knowledge of Trini's health. However, he was certain that Kimberly was still upstairs asleep in her room. He had just checked three minutes ago. This is something you will not want to see, he continued. I hope you all will forgive me.
There was no rational reason behind Trini's fear; no real motive behind the sweat dripping from her forehead and cheeks. Trini could not explain it. Even with the events of the previous afternoon she could not find a reason as to why she should be so scared of Jason. Nevertheless, Trini could not deny that every nerve and skeletal muscle in her body was frozen by terror, but simultaneously quaked with anxiety. Her heart pounded fervently against her ribcage to the point she felt her ribs would shatter.
"You're not here—you're… a—a hallucination!" Trini stammered, but her voice had no strength behind it. It was tired and drained. The lack of sufficient nourishment during the previous evening, along with her sudden plunge into depression, had taken its toll on her body (having only sipped a mouthful of Zack's smoothie). Yet something else had sapped her strength… her concentration. Although, adrenalized by her fear, she was sluggish and lightheaded. "Get out," she added in a barely audible whisper.
Jason said nothing, but continued watching her with a hunter's ecstasy behind his eyes.
Yet it was more than those eyes that made Trini recoil. Trini could not describe or identify what it was, but cringed nevertheless. Snapping her head away from him, she clamped her eyes shut while burying her face into her pillow. All the while, she felt the continuous presence of Jason's eyes on the back of her head, raking her scalp with talons, though her hair never moved. Over and over, she beseeched Jason's eyes and the malevolent presence wafting forth from them to go away.
Open your eyes, Trini, Jason commanded softly and firmly. Look at me.
And surprisingly, she did so, unwillingly lifting her head around. She gazed into his brown—dazzlingly dark brown with darkness behind them—eyes.
Jason narrowed his eyelids and eyebrows into an expression of stony seriousness while meeting her gaze. I am real and I'm here.
"I don't believe you," Trini attempted to spat. It was difficult to keep her thoughts streaming together.
Smirking, Jason stepped forward.
Trini recoiled with a gasp, locking her elbows. Don't come near me! she gasped, her eyelids shooting into her sockets. "Keep away from me!"
Jason merely continued drifting toward her, finally sitting by her right hand side.
"Does a hallucination feel like this?" he asked, brushing two fingers down her cheek.
Instantly, Trini heaved in convulsions as a muffled scream fought to pierce her mouth. Only a chain of vocal shudders escaped from her throat.
Trini cringed at the continuous touch of the back of Jason's hand upon her cheek. Bile rose in her mouth as he kissed her forehead.
Outside, Sean shook his head in disgust. He was in half a mind to electrocute Jason, but he forced himself to remain where he was, continuing his surveillance. Remember the mission, he repeated to himself for the sixth time. And he did.
Jason drifted his hand over Trini's body. Let's get rid of those clothes, he said as rays of red energy from his palm teleported her clothes to a far corner in the room in the form of painless flames. Trini gasped sharply. You won't need them for this he added, crawling over her.
Trini shuddered as Jason crushed her body with his own. She almost could not breathe. Jason intensified her misery by kissing and sucking her neck as he groped the back of her head with one hand and traced her side with his other.
Get off! Get off! she moaned.
Jason shook his head as he caressed and sucked her chest, holding her legs down with his own. He knew she did not have the strength to push him off. He heard her thoughts of terror and disgust, but it only elongated his joy even more.
Trini gasped as she felt it harden and stiffen along her thigh. She shivered as Jason slithered it over her stomach. Her breath quickened but she could not move, though her heartbeat was sprinting. Please, get off me! she implored.
Instead, Jason bent his head over hers, and kissed her as tenderly on the lips as he had the first night of their honeymoon. Then he stuck his tongue in her mouth.
Please!
And to her horror, Jason pushed her legs apart with his knees. She could not summon the strength to stop him.
Stop! Her face was two seconds from breaking.
Jason backed his upper body away, cupped her but with his hands, and began kissing her between her legs.
Trini squeezed her eyes. Desperately, she wanted to thrash at Jason but her body still refused to move despite her continuous commands.
He broke off, seized the back of her head, and immediately pulled her into an aggressive French kiss where she squirmed and wailed within the jail of her body.
Jason, STOP! she wailed in pain, voicelessly mouthing her thoughts. Help!
Only I can hear you, Jason said, pulling a few inches apart from her. And I don't wanna stop he added, grinning maliciously. Even through the gloom, Trini saw his sparkling white teeth. Trini gawked and shuddered at the ecstatic leer on Jason's face. With that, he slammed her head back on the pillow, pinning it down.
Trini eyed him with a shaky eye. Is this what you are? She looked as though she was twelve seconds from tears.
Jason looked her in the eye. To her horror, Jason's leer stretched into a malicious grin, his face now ravenous, rapacious, and savage. No longer was she looking at a human. It was the most horrible thing think she had ever seen in her life. As if just witnessing the skin melting off Jason's face, she slammed her eyelids shut with all of her might.
Jason's grin widened. Through their mental link, he saw how much his face terrified her. Without waiting for her to block it out, he plunged himself deep inside her.
Trini's face exploded open in muted shrieks.
No! Get out! Get out! Get out! Trini screamed, lashing her head from side to side.
Jason responded by thrusting his hips back and forth, ravishing the terror, horror, and pain Trini was in. It increased his ecstasy—more than it had ever been… and he loved it! His manhood swelled and lengthened even more, making it even harder for Trini to hold it; but Jason did not care. He had wanted this for far too long.
She had had her era of piece. Now it was time for him shatter it. Fueled with a heated desire, passion, and drive, he broke further through, raking her insides faster and faster as his hands dug into her chest, cracking her ribs as his Muiranthian strength surfaced. His breath came in grunted snarls.
All the while, Trini's pleas and protests reported and echoed in his mind.
Her panic swelled, overwhelming her fear. She felt as though her pelvis was about to shatter underneath Jason's barrages. She had to get away; she had to fight! In desperation—without even thinking of it—she beat Jason in the chest with her fists repeatedly.
But it was all in vain. Jason's skin, though soft to the touch, was as impenetrable as a golem's. And his drive was just as impervious. Nothing short of his triumphant satisfaction of completion would end it.
Trini could do nothing to stop it.
Nevertheless, she dug her hands into Jason's majestic shoulders, shoving with all her might to heave Jason out of her. To her dissatisfaction, Jason rammed her harder and harder, bulldozing through her foolish and feeble protests.
Stop! "Jason, get out!" she finally wailed, finding the strength to speak at last.
Yet Jason was far too lost in his ecstasy to listen to her.
Yes. Yes! YES!! he roared, stretching his torso to the heavens with an exhalation of a sigh mixed with a laugh. He closed his eyes, his smile stretching almost beyond his cheekbones.
At the same moment, Jason's orgasm exploded within her, blasting through her core straight to the top of her head, her hair sizzling with energy. Her insides shattered. She screamed; screamed from the very depths of her soul and heart, tears gushing from her eyes. She screamed so loudly and with such force that it felt as if she had blasted a hole through the top of her forehead.
Toppling over into the semi dry mud, Sean writhed and quaked as wave upon wave of Trini's supreme agony hit her. Sean seized his sides, trying to calm his seizure-like attack, but nothing helped. He writhed on the ground like a helpless boy in shock for several more seconds. Sean squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to block out the sheer pain of Trini's shrieking wail.
Calling it a scream would have been ludicrous, for it transcended a scream in pitch, depth, and decibel. And the emotion behind it shattered his mental concentration. Sean had not heard that sound for many years, and it tore his insides to hear it again. He felt as though he should be screaming with her also.
For several minutes, he forgot who he was: his name, his life, his powers, all of his identity was obliterated from him in those moments of unimaginative torture.
I'm so sorry, Trini, he thought as the seizure lessened, his body still twitching; a tear tracing his cheek. I'm so sorry.
Author's note: I hope you guys liked this. One more chapter after this and the episode will be finished. Thank you for your patience. I'll try to get the final chapter up in the next two weeks before the next semester begins.