Mahi and Djinn World Tour- Student of the Dark Arts
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Chapter 19: A Half- Demon's Initiation - The Devil's Tea Party
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This one….is sort of dark, occultic horror. Raku's past and his son's correlate because he did the exact same to Rokuro. Find out. This would be the equivalent of underage drinking , grooming.
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He wanted to bathe in the saltiest waters and burn for it. John saw how Lothos interacted with a boy as his own eyes drooped upon getting to do nothing to stop the inevitable. A tap here, a lean to there. And lastly, suppertime cane with a blood red flag.
Though, it wasn't sundown.
It was at midnight.
Raku awoke after having rested, and John knew that his earlier snack of plumb cakes had been drugged. Raku rose, his eyes mesmerized by the door as he went to go outside it. His room was quieter, safe. Stepping out into the glittering world of candlelight to a vampire's castle, John's sinking feeling only dragged him in as the titanic to a watery grave.
As if hypnotized to follow each flicker, the flames danced and guided by pointing. Raku, being a sorcerer by right due to his bloodline, understood. He nodded and walked in his night- dressings that were for one so puny. Lothos must have done this in his act that could only be called grooming.
John walked in spirit beside the ghost of the past. The noise of an instrument to the culture heard down the way.
At the seat of a large chair before piles of food and drink in the great dingdong hall, Lothos was lazily to his chair, playing a string instrument that coukd be heard steps in. The boy blinked, finding his mind safe again. "My…my lord? What is all of this food?"
"Food for the soul." Smiled the red haired mastermind. "Your teacher spoke and told me you cannot embrace want very well – I mean it, prince- ling. I am most aware. However." He took his time to reajust, motioning to the seat as he rose from it, coaxing Raku to sit at the very head of this lavish table spread. The meal reamed of some influence that tasted of the dead. There was poison to all kf this room's givings.
John shook his head as the boy numbly walked over and reluctantly was pulled into the seat as Lothos massaged his shoulders, like a real CEO on top. The boy's eyes widened at the spread as John's did as well. Red imps were going a toast as spectral and in- corporeal as the sight to behold.
This place was loaded with them.
"Tonight, we shall share the finest with our youngest initiate; he intends to become God, so long as we are capable. The drink before you is the life force of those that I hath contracted. Their very souls belong to this lord. The soup tonight, the broth is borne for dragons of a greater purpose to awaken. The black soup is known to be ancient and to our one deepest wish –
The soup bowl was a vat of ceramic as it was lifted out and into the center with a clatter, John saw the bubbling brew and wondered if it was watered down inky tar. Death in a couple of sips.
Raku was stunned and turned his head to Lothos. "I'm….but , I'm not that hungry."
The demon's all stopped howling a chattering, the room going still and sickly soft. Lothos hummed, tapping his fingers to the top of the chair, impatiently. But …
Was he mad enough to force this boy –
"We simply have to set the mood for your hunger, dear child." The man used his other hand and waved it as the sounds of chaotic instruments and a waltz played. John threw his hands over his ears at the same time as that boy. "Too….loud!"
"Not loud enough??" Lothos grinned and directed the demonic imps to play even louder. The boy put his head down as the incubus chuckled and rise the child by the scruff of his tunic collar. "It is rude to deny, little prince. I'm the one holding your attention. I will have you partake, and by tonight…your belly will either be full, or cut out of your body."
Dismembered??
John yelled and stomped over to see the soup, it had…noodles?
"No young lords such as ye hath no right to complain. How ever are you to overcome that past if you cannot swallow the truth whole? The largest portion shall go to a future king – I will see every drop, gone."
The boy's eyes were ringing painfully as he didn't have his hands to cover them. They were hexed to pick up a spoon, instead as Lothos twirled his index finger. Directing the child to take up his spoon once the soup of tar and inky black arrived. Twice the size – double of a Christmas goose. Or a baby dragon…
Raku shook all over, his aura wavering while Lothos used another hand to wrench open his jaw "In you are….and, swallow. There…"
The boy wouldn't have vomited had this been for the noise pounding his ears apart. To this, it was torture. John had to cover his, yet the mind control didn't affect ghosts, only future dragon lords.
"Try it again. Another bite. Don't you dare spit that out, child." Lothos hissed, the spoon trying again as it was near shoved diwn his windpipe. The demon's all threw a toast each time a spoonful took without being choked back up. The boy's stomach oddly enough, did not grow larger. Nor did it look full. As a dragon, his bottomless hunger was awakening. He was no longer satisfied by one whole bite.
That was when his eyes had changed, from amber, to partial red. Raku took the plunge and ate as a starving man. The demon's all clapping and stomping a whooping as Lothos drank his own life force wine- later coined Life Wine by Roku, and watched his pretty muse devour the entire feast without having to unbutton a single fly.
"Thirsty….sire….please…"
The king took the child bridal style back to the boy' chambers wkth a hushed voice, the dinner gone. And hopefully, the music was now a soft, soothing lullaby fir future royalty.
Part one if the turning method, had been completed. The stock Raku had drunken was the sane used on his son to change him into a devout follower and to awaken his dark abilities as son of the red lord.
Would Raku be the first subject to have ever tried it? The child groaned in his sleep as the lips of Lothos ghosted over the boy's temple. You'll be by my side, tomorrow. I expect you to rise and greet the day. Dear, little, god – to - be."
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John had seen no more as he rose, seeing Raku still asleep inside what the curse was doing to him. Jen was in the next room as Chas knocked. He had expected Zee, but no.
"John? John!"
Jen pulled John out through the door as he wobbled. Barely having cared for himself while Chas saw fully what that book was going to do to his friend's life.
"Zee has fallen off the radar, qell, her connection is blocked. I think she was possessed or something. Her body, she was so loopy?"
"Loopy…any tell tale signs of entry –
"Wine glasses. She was buck naked, John. Seduced."
"She's in class at the moment. Why haven't you been going?" Chas crossed his arms as the two, Jack and Jen both did the same. "He's been reading his folklore, and it looks to be getting the better of im, mate." Jack was right, as John checked a mirror in the hall. "What I saw, was worth the extra time it too. Chas, Raku was narrowly brainwashed and changed by the bastard. We can't let him into our lives at any cost. He IS the red lord! The one that made Roku in the very first –
"Raku, you mean?"
"No, the boy's darker counterpart." John corrected. "The boy told me that the initiation involved his loss if innocence and Lothos was the one that ..you know."
Jen gasped. "That shite bag! The poor lad…."
"WHY?" Chas raised his voice. "He still hasn't woken up –
"Someone is using one if the volumes to keep him there. Mostly that red haired demon and his cronies." John snipped under his breath. "Zee could be in danger. What was the reason, you said? A one night stand? Must be someone looking to divide us up."
"Lotjos you said cannot leave that tower, correct?" Younger Jen asked. "Then why is it that…I think it was."
"Was?" Chas turned his head back and forth, rapidly. "Was, what??"
"A, bite…" The older Jen pointed to her neck as a means to explain Zee. "It was a little bruised up, but no marks. I saw it while she was re –
Jen growled and wrapped John on the head. "Don't be such a pig! She is in danger, bloke. Chas? I'll drop off the tots, you two should get her attention. I'll join you –
"We can call off being ourselves while you do. I mean,Raku is here and no one can watch over him." Jack shrugged, making a fair point. "Let us stay here, keep him for you."
"Good, all in favor?" John had his vote set unanimously as the three adults left the tweets to keep their young magi safe. Along with themselves and a few tools that would set up the scene to be as easy as a home invasion with witches and warlocks.
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John hurried on his heels as classes began. His eyes missing a hat wearing janitor as he simply was in the way. John shoved his opponent back while the man didn't look too unhappy.
Aloof, yet watching John as he passed by.
With a toothy grin, he provided to keep the halls, spotless.
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