AN: The song, Hell Master is one of my own creations and therefore, I own all rights to it. The group Iron Sands is also my creation.
Chapter 3
I looked around and saw that while I'd had my eyes closed, she'd somehow pinned me so that I couldn't move my arms or my legs. I tried to raise my right arm which was the strongest limb in my body but she kept it so firmly, it only raised a fraction of a quarter of an inch. She smiled and shook her head as she got off of me. She then lifted me to my feet with a single powerful pull of her arm. Once I was on my feet, I realized that I was almost as tall as her. Her forehead gave her some leverage but it was roughly about two inches difference in all reality.
"Well, did you enjoy your first day at university, little creature?" she said in a mocking voice reminiscent of a mother speaking to a four year old.
"No," I replied, "It was completely and utterly unspeakably awful. I was conned out of twenty yen by a teacher pretending to be a student, there's a danger of falling mini-fridges in the dorms for some reason, and what's worse is, you're here and I've not the slightest clue why."
"I believe I said why in my letter to you. I'm teaching here. By the way, do you like the Vespa?"
"I've not tried it yet. I'm considering giving it to my former roommate in light of the fact, it has no braking system."
"But it does have a braking system…just not a very good one."
"Never mind that now what are you doing here? Unless you're here to reimburse me for the damages you caused to my house all those years ago, I've really no purpose for seeing you."
"No need to be snide, Noata. But unfortunately, you need me here or else, you're destined to fail your first year at university."
"What on earth are you talking about? I only need to do twelve credit hours for now at minimum I've fourteen so if I do drop a class that you teach, I'll be just fine."
"That's what you think, isn't it? Yet in all reality you can only drop one class. Since one of your classes is worth two credits, the establishment won't let you drop of class of that value off the bat. Besides, smart one, even if you were to drop that class, you'd need permission from your professor at such an early state and you that I won't do that."
"Oh yeah? Well enlighten me then, Einstein, what class do I have to endure you in?"
"I'll let nature surprise you. Besides, I've never had so much enjoyment from seeing rage and the general distortion your paranoia show itself on your pretty little face."
She headed into my room and came back with twenty yen. She smiled saying, "Here, your precious twenty yen. I can't believe you fell for the whole student teacher thing though. I thought you were at least smart enough to see through that." I took it and saw it was indeed my twenty yen. It was shocking in all reality until the dreadful truth asserted itself.
"Where did you get this, Haruko?" I asked dreading and half expecting the answer.
"Oh, from an old friend. You've met him already. The best part though, he and I are live in partners in crime," she put her hand over one cheek and whispered, "secretly hired to get you through this horrible initiation phase of university."
"You're telling me that my "historical sex" teacher is actually one of your…associates?"
"This isn't nineteen sixty's mafia, kid. Yes, he's a good friend of mine and provided you listen to him, you're going to have a blast of a first year."
She then went into my room and after a minute or two, came back out clad in a black jeans with rhinestone emeralds going along the waist; a V-neck red short-sleeved shirt; black vinyl boots that I'm assuming went up to her mid-thigh; and a black leather jacket. I looked her over and as sorry as I am to say it; her appearance was almost instantly entrancing. I looked at her and she motioned for me to go to my room and change. I went in and she closed the door. I looked on my bed where a navy-blue suit which reminded me of some nineteen-forty's gig, complete with gold-brimmed hat. I got into the antique which had an odd scent of watermelon-mothballs. Weird I know.
As I came out, she was looking through my DVD collection. She was throwing them in a pile behind her sorting them in some chaotic fashion. I went over to her and stopped her arm before she threw another one into the already growing pile that was at least forty DVDs deep.
"What on earth are you doing," I asked her, "Don't you know that those are my DVDs?"
"Well, I know that they're your DVDs," she said with her usual passive look, "But if I'm gonna' live with you, you're going to get better movies. I mean face it. Love Story went out of style twenty years ago."
"I don't care," I said my voice growing in tone, "I watch what I watch and what do you mean, live with me?"
"Oh, did I forget to tell you? You're moving out of these cramped conditions and moving to my flat on the far edge of the campus."
"I'll pass thank you."
"Actually, you don't have that much of a choice. Your grandfather spent the money from some of your grants to further his baseball ambitions."
I should've expected as much for it was just so predictable. Whenever I think something couldn't or wouldn't be done, it's just fate's way of smacking me in the face and saying to the effect that no matter what I thought was impossible was impossible.
"And everything you think that's false is true and everything that's true is false, right?" Haruko said with a smile in my direction.
My heart jumped up amongst my lungs. It was absolutely terrifying as if she knew my every thought. I looked at her carefully and in an attempt to switch the subject asked, "Well were are we going for this evening I mean, why am I so dressed up if we're not going somewhere?"
"Relax." She said in her usual dismissive casual tone, "We're going somewhere. You just have to dress so stylish because you couldn't get in otherwise."
"You mind telling me the name of this place?"
She said nothing but smiled in her usual mischievous manner and after desecrating my DVD collection, she took me to the balcony and with one swift movement, I found myself falling rapidly. Fear seized me for a moment until I felt the softest material under me. It was only then did I realize that the material was a felt seat belonging to a stretch limousine. Once I was upright, I saw Prof. Nocturne sitting opposite of me a whimsical smile on his face. His eyes drifted upward as Haruko came sailing through the moon-roof. I couldn't help but look at the dramatic entrance with some sense which said to me that her action sorta piling it on maybe.
Prof. Nocturne was dressed in a snazzy black tux with purple silk lining and his hair was tied back in a strait pony tail which was mostly hidden by his black fedora which had a feather in it. He sat back and took in a deep breath and then just relaxed let himself sink into the seat. I smelled something very strong in terms on mint and saw that Haruko was simply sucking on roughly six mint lifesavers. After a moment, Haruko picked up a phone nearby and told the driver that we were ready. The ride was long and from what I could tell, we where in the downtown part of the city since the smell of industry and chemicals rushed into my nose as the limousine door was opened. After Prof. Nocturne got out, we were lead by Haruko to our location.
The line was long to get into the facility but just upon looking at the façade, I could see why. Great pools as water stood in front of the entrance lit by light below filled with various fishes and water lilies. From the lights planted in the ground, the building's stone gave a dark green and light purple shine constantly and the lights from the inside shown gold and orange through the large diamond panes. Large gargoyles where perched on the top of the roof and overlooked the line as a large glass pyramid rose into the sky shining bluish-white.
Haruko went to the front of the line and gave to the bouncer three individual currency notes marked in scarlet. The bouncer looked at all three of us and upon spotting me he asked, "What is this some kind of joke? Twenty-five and over only." Prof. Nocturne went up to him and whispered in his ear and after a moment, the bouncer let us all in as if nothing whatsoever had happened. That's what struck me as odd. Not two seconds after Prof. Nocturne whispered to him, it seemed as if he'd forgotten everything about my apparent age.
As the doors closed behind me, red strobe lights went to and fro all over the room and heavy techno was pumping through the speakers. Then I noticed that the waitresses all wore very short mini-skirts, leather cat-suit like tops, and stiletto heels. I looked at both of them and they just smiled at each other and nodded after seeing my surprise. Prof. Nocturne headed over to a far corner table and after we all sat down, I ordered a drink of hard lemonade even though I wasn't of age. This little fact didn't bother either Haruko or Prof. Nocturne as they just watched.
Prof. Nocturne just leaned over to me and practically yelled over the boom of the techno, "Hey, don't worry about getting snockered. Just see it as your passing grade in my class. Besides, when we're here, I'm not Professor Nocturne alright? I'm just Reggie. Understand?"
I nodded my head but then my attention was brought to our waitress. A woman, who looked no older than twenty-three. She had reddish-brown hair and her outfit fit her so that I could easily say that it was skin-tight. She was beautiful her legs where long and smooth I could tell just by the flashing lights and how her black stockings wrapped around her legs. She gave me a smile which I took was customary service and after getting Nocturne's dinner order, she turned to me. More hypnotized by her beauty than anything else, I simply said replied for a plate of Cajun chicken. She took the order and soon after she'd written it down, she passed me running her thin fingers through my hair.
I continued to look at her until she vanished in the flow of other waitresses. I turned back to our table only to see that Haruko was gone. I looked around and saw nothing. Just then, I heard a soft male voice say over the sound system, "Ladies and gentlemen, for the group you've all been waiting for, please give it up for Iron Sands." Spotlights flooded the stage up the lit stairs before me and a group of musicians all clad in black robes came into view. I looked over the group and was surprised to see that Haruko was standing just to the left of what I assumed was the lead singer.
Drum sticks clicked four times and immediately afterwards, Haruko's bass began to ring out loud and crystal clear. Deep and powerful bass notes started off the music explosion so to speak for soon, the drums kicked in with military style drumming which then quickly escalated in rapidity and then began to work in sync with the bass. Then the electronic guitars began to let loose with a characteristic and iconic squeal of high A sharp. Then the lead singer began to sing in a growling voice but alternated between it and a treble voice.
We're the soldiers of fallen a fallen race.
We're the remnants of a shattered face.
You hear the screams at night, the eternal fight for life.
Why should they suffer for the rest of their lives?
Through strength, we find a way to survive.
Now go ahead and take your prize!
It's now your right to own their life!
I felt an impulse to get up and join the rest of the crowd in the sea of lights which sparkled and glistened all around them. The deep thunder of the drums and base where making my temples pound and the general squeals and screams of the vocalists made me feel as if I was in a dream.
You are their Commander!
You are their true master!
You are their Commander!
You are their true master!
Anyone who questions you, fuck them all!
Fuck them all!
My vision became hazy and soon I found myself locking lips with a woman and at the same time having an intense battle of tongues. Her nails dug into my neck which just exhilarated me even more and I began to feel myself nibble her collar bone.
You are the last word now!
To your darkest will, she will bow down!
Your deep kiss is ecstasy, that entrances for eternity!
You know it's not too late. You'll open her eyes to her fate.
If she doesn't love you, she'll live in an eternal hate!
The room was spinning rapidly swirling with everything going in and out of reality. I couldn't tell where I was anymore. The bass was what was making me feel this way but as I neared closer and closer to the steps, I felt myself being taken back by several women and deep sensual kisses being given to me right left and center.
You are her Commander!
You are now her true master!
You're now her true master!
Anyone who questions you, fuck them all!
Kill them all!
The song was wrapping up and soon the last thing I felt, were the three deep bass notes in A minor. Afterwards, my entire body went limp and I felt it convulse violently, then a very cool breeze came over me as I fell backwards. The screams and cheers of approval where my lullaby as I felt myself lose control of my body and fall into a deep sleep.
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