Lord Of Lust - Chapter 8 Trial

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Making a series of hand signs she spoke a final word to the chants, as soon as this word left her lips the Kong’s of black light expanded into a dome covering the house.

The dome quickly became transparent with a slight warp but not enough that one would notice if they didn’t know to look for it.

Getting off the ground she dusted her hands and said “there it is done” turning her back to the house she walked down the street as her back began to bugle near her shoulder blades, if anyone had been around to see two beautiful large crimson wing slip out of unnoticeable sits in the back of her top.

The wings shook them self a bit before spreading them self to their full length and started to flap, the wing started to increase in speed when she bent her legs than with a leap she took off to who knows where.

With Sam he didn’t notice much he felt a spike in energy but that was pretty common on the island even if he couldn’t tell you what kind of energy, he remembered when he first got to the island how the slightest spike would put him on high alert for the rest of the week.

After finishing his sandwich and chips he grabbed a glass of water to wash it down and walked over to the living room couch he used the remote app on his bracelet to turn on the 20-inch hollow screen tv.

He surfed the channels a bit and found something to watch it was a decent reboot of an old cartoon after about ten minutes he got up off the couch and walked over to the fridge, he didn’t open it he just grabbed the folded piece of paper and went back to the couch. Laying on the couch he unfolded the paper and looked at the chores his mother had left him, a glance told it was just the usual wash the dishes he used, take the garbage to be energized, check up on Tyrone, etc.

Even though he knew and understood why she left a list, but it still annoyed him. A smirk showed itself on his lips as an idea appeared in his mind going over to the sink he held the paper over it before he drew the spark rune on it. Summing the required mana from within himself he activated the rune and watch as the paper sparked and caught fire.

Letting go of the burning paper he watched a bit as it turned to as before he turned on the water to douse the flame and let the remains go down the drain. Turning off the water he started to walk back to the couch so he watches the show that from what he could tell was reaching its climax someone knocked on the door, and if sam recalled correctly this kind of knocking was of someone who was in a panic.

Slowly walking to the door, he began to draw the only battle rune he knew. When he arrived at the door he activated the runes on the door frame to turn the door into a one-way mirror was surprised to see a woman on the other side but his surprise turn to worry when he saw the state she was in.

Her hair from what from sam could teel used to be in a simple braid had come partially undone, her make had become smudged they it does when one get into a fight, there was a couple of scratches on her, she was wearing a torn one pieces blue and green summer dress, there were some forming bruises all over her arms, with the way her dress was torn at the bottom front and in the chest area sam could tell someone tried to **** her, amazingly her high heels wear still on and in one piece.

Putting his head on the door sam considered if he should open the door and help. If he did he would invite trouble into his house and the only reason his parents let him stay behind this year if he stays out of trouble at least enough that the police didn’t get involved again. But if he didn’t open the door who knows what will happen to her and it will because of him, he knows without a doubt he will regret that. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a breath there was no going back after he did this.

Taking his head off the door he turns of the runes and . . .

Unlocked the door.

“I already have too many regrets in life, I don’t wish to add more”

When he opened the door the women on the other side froze Sam wasn’t sure if it was in surprise or fear. But he didn’t worry about it.

“Are you coming in?” he asked stepping to the side, she blinked before speed walked inside, “you can take a seat on the coach if you like” he suggested pointing the way she thought about it for a moment before she took a seat farthest from him and wrapped her arms around herself rubbing her arm trying to find warmth.

Sam said nothing, after closing the door, he turns and walked into the kitchen, he opens the cabinet with his collection of tea leaves, he decided to make a night mint lemon balm tea for his guest he knew it would help her calm down from his own experience.

Setting a kettle of water to boil and preparing a cup for her, Sam went to the closet next to the stairs and pulled out one of the thick soft blankets (he noted it was Christmas themed) and silently placed it on the couch. He walked back to the kitchen and to a seat at the table.

A bit of time went by before the kettle had started to whistle, Sam, moved over to the stove and turned it off. Placing the needed leaves into the cup he pours the boiling water in the cup a let them seeped until it was just right.

Removing the leaves Sam carefully bright the tea over and set it down in front of her.

“This should help you calm down and if you feel like it, you can tell me what happened and what you want to do next”

She said nothing for a moment as she tasted her tea and seemed to like as she immediately drank more.

“I was attacked as you can see by some random guy on the streets on my way to a date with my boyfriend. He was a lost. I knocked him out easily enough but more lost came at me I was outnumbered so I ran through the city being attacked by more lost and running into other people until I made my way here and I could not run anymore after losing them. I choose your house because it was the only one with the lights on.”

As she spoke Sam could tell she was telling the truth but that didn’t mean he thought a few things she was saying were strange, like what were the lost, and why was she walking to her date he dress was from what Sam could tell was worth a pretty penny so unless she wasted all her money on it she should be able to afford a care or can if she didn’t like to drive, another thing she ran across the city that was kind of impossible especially if she was running away from someone.

When running away from someone you don’t pace yourself, you go at full speed and do not stop until you can no longer move your legs and if she was going on a date acrosses town that meant she probably came from fortune lane, fortune lane was the city hotspot for nice food, nice atmosphere, many forms of entertainment, and great bars of all kinds. And all this was about fifty minutes from Sam’s house by car in good traffic, so running here a feat for a normal person even those beyond may have trouble doing so.

“Why are you referring to people as lost,” Sam asked his other questions could wait, but the way she looked at him made rethink that for he did not like being looked at like he was crazy (he had got his fill of that twenty times over when he lived on the streets).

“What do you mean why because they are lost” her confusion clear.

“I don’t know what you mean by that so I asked” the boy stated bluntly

“How could you not know, do you not watch the news?” she asked a little annoyed

“Never I find it too depressing and it does not help my faith in the people of this planet,” she could not say anything to that because he wasn’t wrong about that.

Shaking her head she spoke again “the lost have been appearing on the news for months now, they are people who have been lost to their sexual desires, they are identified by their constant state of arousal and a faint blue glow coming from their eyes. They a rabid and out of control with only one goal of sexual pleasure, they started appearing in the last few months but it was one case of one person at a week or so not thirty at once, what is happening?” at this point her breathing started to pick up a bit, before she took a calming breath when she started to talk but sam stopped her it was clear the topic was starting to upset her he could find out more on his own and he told her that before he went upstairs. As he ascended the steps he pulled up his rarely used news app and checked the news on the lost, he found a lot along with a nice story about a lost dog finding its way home overseas.

Entering he his room his heart jumped as his bracelet let out a shrill beep, that shrill beep meant he had just received an island-wide alert, it seems the lost problem has gotten really bad cause now they were telling people to get inside and stay there until the situation was under control.

“This is really bad this is getting dangerous, what should I do first” asked himself. He considered his options and decided to first contact his parents, friends, and the Farwell’s.

He asked how his parent trip was going and told them what was happening on the island, he asked Daniel how he was doing and what he planned to do about this situation, as for the Farwell’s he told them what was going on and asked if they wanted him to do something about their son. With that he looked around his and let out a growl of annoyance and a bit of anger cause his mother had cleaned his room, he knew his room could get really messy but he preferred if she didn’t one he had a lot of things hidden in his room of all kinds of natures, two when his mother cleaned his room she one complete purpose and sometimes extremely rearranged his room.

For example, she moved his bed across his room, all his poster were on the ceiling and upside down? Probably, his dresser which was usually covered with trinkets from his travels was covered with his shoes and many other things.

Letting out a huff he started to look through his room for some clothes to change into and a good five minutes later he found them. Changing out of his school uniform he put on a t-shirt for a horror-themed rock band he like, a pair of loose jeans, some ghost-themed socks.

By the time he was done everyone was able to answer him, his parent trip was going fine and they asked he not do anything too extreme by normal people standards, Daniel was doing fine as well and asked if he could still come over tomorrow if things calmed down enough, and the farewell asked if he was okay letting their son stay with him during the time of the emergency.

He told his parents he’ll try, Daniel it depends, and told the farewells that the only trouble was getting the boy out of the house and that was no real trouble to him at all. So grabbing a blue pair of sneakers from his dresser and headed downstairs as he passed through the living room/kitchen he passed the lady who on the phone probably calling he boyfriend or family. Before he opens the door Sam stops when he relished something he didn’t know her name Turing around he cleared his throat to get her attention. When she turned to he told her ”

“excuse me I have to step out for a bit but I shouldn’t be gone longer than an hour I have to pick up somebody, also it seems we never introduced our self’s. My name is Sam Vegal what is your name?”

“Sophia never hope, I’m surprised you did not recognize me and before you go I have a question how are you so calm with all the noise in the background?”

“Noise?” He asked “I don-wait” it hit him “I just turned down my hearing so that I can barely hear anything on the edge of seven feet away.” he said it like it was nothing Sophia’s expression said otherwise.

“Where did you learn such a thing,” she asked curiously with a greedy undertone.

“I can’t tell you, it was one of the conditions for learning it” he plainly told her hearing the greed, thought he was telling the truth, mostly.

“Too bad” she sighed she looked like she was going to say more but the person who she was one the phone with got tired of being ignored, so she went back to that conversation and sam left the house to pick up the Farwell’s kid.

After closing the door behind his Sam turned up his hearing to the max and he could hear all kinds of things in that range of he had no clue, he hadn’t checked the range for his sense in a long while, he made a note to do that.

But for the moment he identified the sounds he could hear screams many types, car, police, battle, skin hitting skin, moans, someone giving out orders he couldn’t exactly what they were saying but they were really loud and something he couldn’t identify that was coming from everywhere at once.

He would deal with it later he had more important things to do he walk onto the street and crossed it to the house over.

This house was similar to sam’s except it was a pale red color scheme moderately unkempt yard and was in need of a good wash.

Walking up to the door he rung the doorbell in a pattern to let the occupant know it was him and not some random person so he would come and open the door, after waiting a moment he raises his hearing to hear inside the house and he heard footsteps on the stairs, reducing his hearing he waited for the door to open. He soon heard the locks in the door clicking and it opened and reveals-.