Mark of a Fallen Angel
Chapter Two
By: Kigen
It's rated M now, but still heavily censored. Check out the adult fan fiction . Net version for the uncensored, sadistic stuff.
Side note, special thanks to Faraway Dawn for abuse musing. She's the one who puts the sadistic thoughts in my head… and puts up with me… and makes me give blood. I still feel woozy.
Disclaimer: Trying to make a Shaman King doujinshi right now. If I owned Shaman King, it would be a cannon manga excerpt, and I would be a happy girl.
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Lyserg awoke in the same dark room, on the same silken bed that she had before.
"Awake already?"
Lyserg's head jerked to see Hao sitting at the foot of the bed. He was reading a book as though nothing was amiss.
Hao shut his book, setting it on the silken covers and walked to the head of the bed where Lyserg rested.
As Hao slipped down the sheet, Lyserg immediately tried to pull away. The fire shaman just ignored her and slipped his arms under her body and lifted her into the air.
Lyserg's hands clutched at Hao's cloak, whether to keep her from falling from the pyro shaman's grasp, or to try and push Hao away, she wasn't sure
"What are you doing?" Lyserg asked softly as Hao carried her across the room a large mirror.
"I thought you'd like to see your new body." Hao explained as he lit several more candles with a mere thought. Now there was enough light for Lyserg to see her reflection. "After all," Hao set Lyserg onto the ground. The arm around her waist the only thing keeping her upright. "You haven't had a proper opportunity to examine it yet, have you?"
Turning Lyserg's body so her back rested against his chest, he smirked at her attempts to squrim away. Her face was turned stubbornly to the side; eyes shut tight.
"Now Lyserg," Hao's free hand grasped her chin, "how do you plan to see how your body has changed if you don't look into the mirror?"
Lyserg kept her eyes stubbornly shut. "I-I don't want to see."
"Oh?" Hao's teeth teasingly scrapped against the flesh of Lyserg's neck, causing her to release a shuddering gasp. "You're going to be in this form for quite some time. I sure you'll at least want to know what you look like. Now, look into the mirror Lyserg."
When the dowser refused to open her eyes, Hao let his teeth sink a little bit deeper into the overly sensitive flesh, causing the dowser to let out a pained cry.
"That wasn't a request Lyserg." Hao's voice warned darkly.
Trembling, the only thing keeping her from crashing to the ground was the arm around her waist and Hao's chest which she rested against. Lyserg hesitantly opened her green eyes.
Lyserg tried to turn away, but Hao kept her head firmly in place. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, before gathering the courage to open them again. The dowser gazed at her form with a morbid sense of curiosity.
Her build was still as skinny as before, though she seemed to be a bit too skinny for a girl. Her face was a bit softer, a bit rounder. Her newly widened hips curved out in gentle swells on either side, which explained why her shorts felt so tight. Her chest and shoulders were thinner, though two small breasts now protruded from her torso. Her sleeveless, black turtleneck; the one she always wore under her X-Laws jacket was stretched oddly over the new breasts, bunching up to reveal the smallest bit of belly.
Seeing how Hao's tanned arm was wrapped possessively around her now curved waist, Lyserg squeezed her eyes shut, and Hao finally allowed her to turn her head to the side.
"Are you not pleased with your new form Lyserg?" Hao asked his now free hand reaching under her shirt to caress soothingly at her bare belly.
"Stop it." Lyserg whimpered.
"Now, now Lyserg. You need to become used to me touching your body my queen. After all, I will need to for you to bare my heir." Hao's hand slid lower to kneed the flesh of her hips.
"Stop it Hao." Lyserg squirmed, though she knew she could not free herself.
"And why would I do that?" Hao let his hand slip to the top of her shorts, playing with the sensitive flesh there. "After all, you'll need to get used to things me touching places much more private than this." Hao let his hand slid a bit lower.
"No... Please stop Hao." Lyserg turned her head away, tears starting to trail down her cheeks.
Hao just kissed the back of her neck, smirking against it. "Why would I do that? It would cruel of me to tease my queen and then leave her wanting. And furthermore," Hao continued to press soft kisses and teasing nibbles along Lyserg's neck and shoulders, "you should be referring to me as Hao-sama."
"St-stop..." Lyserg whimpered, as the hand slid dangerously low.
"What's the magic word Lyserg?" Hao asked, his teeth grazing her ear.
"Ple-please..." Lyserg whimpered as the hand slithered inside her underwear.
"Try again Lyserg."
"St-stop..." Lyserg let out a choked sob as the next word left her lips.
"Ha-Hao-sama..."
Hao smiled, pressing his lips gently against her cheek. "Good girl." Hao removed his hand from her pants, and returned to stroking her stomach.
The door opened.
"Hao-sama I-" Nichrome stopped when he saw the scene before him. "I'm sorry if I disturbed something Hao-sama. I will return when you're finished." Nichrome turned to leave.
"That's quite alright Nichrome. We've already finished. Come here." Hao lifted Lyserg into his arms again.
Lyserg blushed beat red with utter mortification.
Hao chuckled at Lyserg's obvious discomfort, and her attempts to squirm out of his grasp.
"Be careful with her Nichrome." Hao deposited the nude girl into the younger shaman's arms. "Her body is still quite sensitive."
"Wha-what?" Lyserg quivered, her hand reaching to grasp Nichrome's shoulders..
"I thought you'd like a bath, and I've instructed Nichrome to give you it. After all, it's been several days since you've had one." Hao let his finger trail along Lyserg's damp cheek. "I'd give it to you myself, but there's something that requires my attention." Hao brushed a stray, damp bang out of Lyserg's eyes and took her hand. Hao brought it to his lips and kissed it.
"Behave for Nichrome while I'm gone Lyserg." Hao nodded at Nichrome before leaving the room.
With a sigh of annoyance, Nichrome began to cross the room, stumbling a bit in the dark and nearly dropping Lyserg. "This room is too dark." he grumbled, shifting the dowser so he could hold her with one arm, the other feeling for the wall.
Finding what he was looking for, he opened a door, his hand immediately feeling for the light switch.
Lyserg had to close her eyes, the light that flicked on was much brighter than what she had been exposed to the last few days. When she opened them again, she found herself in a fairly large sized bathroom.
Nichrome placed Lyserg down so her back leaned against the bathtub. The dowser shivered as her skin came in contact with the chilled porcelain. She didn't fight when Nichrome removed her clothing.
Starting the water in the tub, and testing the temperature, Nichrome let it fill as he gathered the other supplies. Removing his robe so he stood in just a pair of slacks, Nichrome wet a wash towel, and lathered it with soap. Spilling warm water over Lyserg's body, Nichrome began to gently wash it.
He turned his face away, the blush on his checks not fading as Lyserg tried to move to curl into herself as much as she could. Nichrome laid a hand on her arm to stop er.
Nichrome grimaced. "Don't be difficult. I'm not enjoying this anymore than you are. Just stay still so we can get this over with."
"All- all right."
The two stayed in silence, as Nichrome washed Lyserg's body.
Nichrome eventually finished and rinsed off her body. He dampened her hair, squeezed shampoo into it, and began to lather it.
He felt bad for the former boy. No doubt Hao was subjecting her to mental torture; he had witnessed a bit of it with his own eyes. But this was Hao-sama's doing. He had no right to question it.
All he could do was obey the fire shaman.
Tilting the girl's tear stained face back, he rinsed the suds from her hair. He lifted Lyserg into his arms, he settled her into the bathtub.
"Is it too hot?" Nichrome asked.
Lyserg shook her head no, shoulders still shaking with her sobs.
"Can you manage by yourself?"
Lyserg hesitated for a moment before nodding. What did Hao's lackeys care if she was comfortable or not?
"Then I'll leave you to yourself for a while."
Lyserg looked up at him with watery eyes. Why would he do that? Lyserg's thoughts immediately went to the water that reached just below her shoulder. It wouldn't be too hard to-
"Don't do anything stupid." Nichrome quickly reprimanded. "If you do something so stupid as to kill yourself, Hao-sama will have the Spirit of Fire devour your soul after punishing you. And I know that whatever he's doing to you now isn't nearly as bad as what he'd do if you ruined his plans."
Lyserg turned her face away, looking into the steaming water, shoulders shaking once again.
Nichrome sighed. By the spirits.
"Look, just behave yourself and obey Hao-sama's commands and you'll be fine. Don't do anything that will get you killed." Nichrome turned and left the room.
Lyserg wrapped her arms reassuringly around herself, not bothering to even try and stop the tears that flowed down her cheeks. After letting herself sob, Lyserg tried to get herself together enough that she could think about everything that had happened.
Everything would be fine, she tried to tell herself. Soon Yoh and the others would find where Hao was hiding her and they would come and save her and she'd be a boy again and this would all be just a bad dream...
But… but did Yoh and the others even know that she was alive?
She had waken up not knowing if she was alive or dead. What if the others thought that she had died in the battle? What if...
What if the others had died, and she was the only one who remained?
No, she shook her head, regretting it as dizziness overtook her for a moment. She couldn't think like that. They had to still be alive.
They... they just had to be...
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Hope you enjoyed that. Sorry if it's a bit short, editing removes about a page or three.
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