The Life Of Tiberius - Volume 1 Chapter 11 Summer 199325

“Ahh F.u.c.k, Maddox! I stepped in a puddle! Thought you were taking us to California!” Jean cried out

“Jean. Shut f.u.c.k up! Unlike, Johnny, I’ll slap the shit out of you. With the intent to maim, not to make you wet.” He sternly told the girl and she went red with embarrassment. He wasn’t mad, Tiberius just need her to get his name right. He had told her twice already and she had the gall upbraid him.

Johnny and Tiberius were close, but Johnny only wish he had the balls to talk back to ‘Mad Max Cane’ . Jean looked to Johnny for back up and she found none. Jean forced herself to see Tiberius one way, her ‘poor boy’ from Knockturn Alley. She never believed the story about ‘Mad Max Cane’. Not because a lack of proof but out of pure denial. Now she was once again met with that raging beast he sicked on her when she had did something he couldn’t shake off. A shiver went down her spine when she remembered the times she caught him working with Greyback. He had the same exact fire in his eyes when he verbally assaulted to her.

“Jean, Sweetheart. Look at me” he ordered her in a calm yet abrasive tone. Jean turned to make eye contact with him. “I’m still your ‘poor boy’. But don’t you dare scold me in front of anyone, not even Johnny. Now what’s my f.u.c.k.i.n.g name?”

“T-tiberius…” she answered like a ‘Poor Girl’, roles utterly reversed in a matter of seconds.

“I won’t tell you again. Stop with the Maddox, shit! Or I’ll whip you in ways Johnny never could. Call me, Tiberius. AndI better not hear Maddox or Mad Max Cane from either of you. When we get to town, we’ll find a hotel. Yes, I’m paying. And Johnny, go buy a f.u.c.k.i.n.g ring and make good memories before I lash you. This is a vacation, enjoy it.” He then turned to truck through the woods. He pulled out his wand and cast the ‘Point Me’ charm to find his way to town.

This trip was Tiberius’ last straw. If Johnny didn’t use this ‘vacation’ as an opportunity to propose. He was going to take matters into his own hands. One thing that Jean wanted most in the word so that she could live her happiest life, is to marry Johnny. It was a bit obsessive for Tiberius’ taste, but he needed Jean to be happy.

Johnny put his arm around Jean and whispered in her ear, “You still think the stories about ‘Mad Max Cane’ are tall tales.” he squeezed her shoulder making her wince ” He’s a scary f.u.c.k.i.n.g devil when he wants to be. I’m alive by his ‘grace’, he told me after saving me from Greyback’s bite. He likes you and my mum. He’s your ‘poor boy’, haa. And my mum calls him ‘darling’.” Johnny spoke in a mocking tone

” How could an outright evil git be such things, ehh? He calls me brother because he likes to toy with things he finds amusing. I put up with it because I like my life. So don’t ever try to pull me into that shit, again. You take his f.u.c.k.i.n.g lickings and you learn from your mistakes. Because you, brought him into our lives. So let’s just accept his ‘good grace’ and you try not to bugger it up, ehh Jean?”

That was truth of Johnny’s and Tiberius’ relationship. Why Tiberius’ decided to stick around, Johnny never really knew. But he did know from personal interactions with Tiberius, that Tiberius was a down right evil bastard that would kill him like he did others — Viscously and without a second thought. Jean had tears rolling down her cheeks. Her shoulder and left arm was going numb. She jerk away and wiped her eyes and a dark shade creeped into her teary eyes.

“Hey, come on! the towns this way!” Tiberius shouted from afar only thinking about his mission at hand. He assumed Johnny was correcting Jean but didn’t care to pry at the moment. Seeing that Jean was frozen in place. Tiberius decided to wait. Tiberius had then noticed something different about her posture. It was posture that he hadn’t seen since the first he snapped at Jean for speaking on his business with Greyback. That was back when he was 9 years old.

Jean stared at Johnny and said ” Just buy a f.u.c.k.i.n.g ring, Johnny. Before have my ‘Poor Boy’ lash you. hehehe. Make good memories, remember what my ‘poor boy’ ORDERED you to do. He’s such a keeper isn’t he. I’ve been waiting for years for you to get your damned ring. So, make sure it’s a ring that could start wars. And if you ever touch me like that again, before I get that ring and you say your vows. We’ll see just how much my ‘poor boy’ likes me, when I ask him to gut you like a f.u.c.k.i.n.g hog, ehh Johnny.” Her tone was mad, mocking, sadistic, cold, and chiding.

Jean spoke with tears streaming down her face and sounded a bit deranged like a mad woman. She smiled mainiclly and giggled as she took pleasure in the pain she caused with her words. She only wanted Johnny to marry her. But he always had an excuse. So, if she had to cradle another man and rip control away from him to force his hand. Then that’s what she was prepared to do. It was all to have Johnny, forever.

Jean stepped forward and grabbed Johnny by his c.o.c.k and balls. She squeezed and he grimaced as he c.o.c.k stiffened. She then whispered in his ear “You were strong, but he was stronger. I loved the way he handled me. Just a slap and thrust away from f.u.c.k.i.n.g me bare like the two knut slag I am, eh Johnny? And my favorite part was the inclination I had that he would have worked me better than you ever could. I would have came on his c.o.c.k and took his load like a sleazy beaugrand.”

Jean’s grip tightened and Johnny got even more heated with every word. “I hope you claim me while we’re here. Because i’m tired of waiting and I’ll turn you into a cuck bitch before I let you go, Johnny… Oooo, f.u.c.k Johnny…” she gasped with a smile. and looked at Johnny’s wet crotch. She had felt Johnny’s c.o.c.k twitch and his balls hike up to his pelvis, his body trembled as he shot a big load of his spunk, soiling is underwear and slacks. She ran her hand along his shaft and pinch his tip causing his h.i.p.s to buck, release few ropes of c.u.m. It soaked through his slacks and moistened jeans hand.

“How this end’s is you choice. But your mine, always and forever.” Jean backed up and wiped her c.u.m wet palm on Johnny’s face, pushing him away. Jean then went off to catch up with Tiberius.

On the way she try to get rid of her the evidence of her sadness but only produced more tears as she made her way to Tiberius. But the crazed smile never left her face. Tiberius called for his second wand when Jean caught up to him. “Hold out you hands” he said and she complied. He scurgifyed her hands to remove the residue that caused her hands to smell of s.e.m.e.n. He then cleaned her face of the makeup that was ruined by her tears and constant wiping. He finished with her shoes that were still muddy from the puddle earlier.

Though Tiberius thought he knew what he saw, his entire assumption changed when he saw Jean disrespect Johnny at the end and then the ruined makeup that was caused by her tears. “He’s my brother, and he can be dunce at times. But, you’re also…” Tiberius started but was quickly interrupted by Jean, who spoke words that surprised him immensely.

“In truth, I’m your ‘poor girl’ . It’s always been that way. Since the first time you snapped at me. It’s actually how I discovered that other side of myself. I could pretend that you were this sweet boy that let me dot on you. it made me feel needed. You’re a dragon and those draconic eyes turn me into a lamb ready to be devoured and I love the way it makes me feel. I’m your Jean. But, I love Johnny… And if he doesn’t want claim me on this vacation. I want you use that demonic side that you have, the side I saw when you helped Greyback torture that man’s daughters when Johnny and Marie( johnny’s mum) were away at work. It was the first time I saw you work true magic. I want that glorious evil boy to f.u.c.k me like the docile whore I am in front of Johnny. I need you to defile me and then make him marry me. I promise he’ll never touch me again. I’ll be yours, Lord Emrys. But I need Johnny to marry me. I’ve waited too long and he belongs to me.”

Jean was now on her knees, crying more tears. Tiberius looked at her with indifference. He really did like Johnny, no matter what Johnny thought. But how could he possibly say no to a pretty distraught whore begging for his assistance. But Tiberius also couldn’t say no because of other plans he already had in motion. ‘Well, I guess I could always expedite my plan for them’ he thought with a sigh.

“I wanted to wait until after he married you. But a devil attracts witch whores no matter how much restraint he displays. Get up. you’ll stay with me tonight so that we can discuss your servitude.” Tiberius walked away and Jean walked close on his tail. Johnny lingered in the back.

Tiberius really does like Johnny. Honestly. However, the day he meet Jean and Marie insisted on catering to him. He decided to make the two women test subject for when he started his experiment to test the effects of Goetia Magic in the Wizarding world. He wanted to make the two women his indentured Energumens –People or animals possessed my Goetia Creatures/Demons. When he found out Jeans obsession of Johnny, he then planned to make Johnny the organ donor to summon certain demons he wished to jail in the bodies of Jean and Marie.

All Johnny had to do, was wed Jean and have a happy life until it was time for him and his family to become sacrifices. But Johnny just had to f.u.c.k it up. Tiberius was internally fuming. Now he had to navigate a way to keep them happy until the sacrifice. True heartbreak and despair is need for the Goetia magic.

When the trio finally arrived in town, they got two rooms at a motel and Johnny stayed alone. To keep him from getting bold, Tiberius cast a binding curse on him, snapped his wand, and then put him to sleep. In his own room, Tiberius sat on the bed and talked to Jean. During the conversation he used Telempathy to understand her. They eventually worked out the contract that suited Tiberius’ needs — it was a hardcore slave contract. Jean had no rights, no property. when she gets married, it will only be in name. She couldn’t kill herself if she wanted to. Her very soul, belonged to Tiberius and she was happy about it. Jean just wants to be owned, like Hermione –though Hermione had fully owned it yet, Jean is an extreme Sadomasochist. She was a simple girl to understand. She was now 19 and felt she needed some color after waiting for Johnny after 5 years. She need someone to be totally submissive with but they also had to allow her to give pain to other –like a personal attack dog.

“So, if Johnny comes to his senses and marries me of his own volition. Then the contract is void?” She asked

“Yes, and if he doesn’t marry you. Then the contract is upheld and you belong to me. However, I have to use you in front of Johnny and make him marry you after words in order for my side to be upheld. ” Tiberius explained and a magic quill finished the end of the magical contract before it flew to Jean.

“You know, you don’t have to do this. You’re still young. You can just leave Johnny” said Tiberius.

“And if I want to stay with you?”

“Haah, you want me to beat you and f.u.c.k you like a c.o.c.k-slave. Kiss you and treat you like a princess when i’m done. Anyone can do that. So be sure your signing the contract for the right reasons.” he added

“Just make sure you get me a pretty collar” She smirked and signed the contract and in blood without reading it. Tiberius smiled at that willing slave. That night, Jean washed him and gave him a very enthusiastic blowjob before bed. Jean’s favorite part was when he made her sleep on the floor n.a.k.e.d.

The next day, Jean and Tiberius went out to buy her a collar and Johnny remained bound in his motel room.

“D-did you see Johnny this morning?” Jean asked Tiberius

“Hmm no, I knocked on his door to talk to him but he didn’t answer” he lied

“Oh, well I guess he’ll be sad that he couldn’t help Master, pick out a slave collar for his wife. Do you know what happened last? I squeezed his little d.i.c.k and told him how I wished you f.u.c.k.i.e.d me and cucked him. It set him off like a geyser and he came all over himself.” She giggled and the shop clerk looked at them flabbergasted. The petite woman had no idea that other people in Beacon Hills were actually living her fantasy.

Tiberius chuckled and took his the slave collar from the clerk. “Thank you…” Tiberius looked for a name tag on the clerk ” Natalie, Thank you Natalie.” he said before leaving the shop.

Out on the street. Tiberius put the collar around Jean’s neck tight enough to kiss the skin and cause enough pain to keep the masochist wet and ready.

“Where are we going now, Tiberius?” she asked

“To get us some american clothes. How do you like shopping?” Tiberius replied with a smile. And Jean got excited.

They then spent a couple hours shopping for clothes and shoes. a myriad of chokers that were more stylish than the collar. It was around 3 o’clock in the afternoon when they were finished. Their last stop of the day was Beacon Hills Animal Clinic. Using a pre prepared polyjuice potion. Tiberius changed into Mr. Granger.

When Tiberius and Jean made it to the clinic the door was locked but cars were present. With a quick flick, Jean unlocked the door with her wand and m.o.a.ned when Tiberius lightly choked her and kissed her forehead. Tiberius took a step back and then transfigured Jean into a maine coon. After conjuring a leash, Tiberius walked his new cat into the shop. He heard people in the back arguing and took care to stop the bell on the door from ringing.

However the moment the clinic door shut it gave of an extremely low click. The back room went silent and Tiberius sensed it.

“Hello, I’m looking for Dr. Deaton!” he called out

he heard the sound of hard bottomed shoes tapping across the floor. An African american man soon stepped out of the the back room with a smile. He had a clean shaven head and a mildly thick mustache. Behind him was a very pretty African american girl with flawless caramel skin, brown eyes, and wavy raven black hair that fell just below her b.r.e.a.s.t. She looked to be the same age as Tiberius, if not a year or so older than him.

“Apologize, sir. I thought I locked that door. We’re finished for the day, but we open up again tomorrow morning at 9 am” Said the bald African american

Tiberius smiled in turn and said, “Are you Dr. Deaton?”

“Yes…I am” he replied a bit concerned

“Good deal…are their any muggles here?” asked Tiberius and Dr. Deaton’s smile vanished in a split second before he put a hand on the young girl to back her up. Tiberius wanted to get straight to the point. But he was still vigilant and his wand was ready.

“Relax, I just have a question. What interest does the ICW have with beacon hills?” asked Tiberius. He intentionally said the abbreviation of the international confederation of wizards just in case the girl was being kept away from the Wizarding world.

“Depends on who’s asking. Can I get a name?” he asked

“Willow. Frederick Willow. I’m a private investigator for a lord. I don’t want any trouble, just have a few questions.” Tiberius lied with relative ease. Even his body language and facial expressions supported his deceit.

“Tomorrow, noon. And be sure to stay inside tonight. Things can get… a little hairy tonight” Said Deaton as his demeanor changed. There was only one lord that could be interested in Beacon Hills.

Tiberius just nodded and took his leave. When he arrived in his room via portal. He then transfigured Jean back to her original self. She was dizzy and utterly confused. Tiberius laid her down and drifted of to sleep.

Tiberius opens the door conjoined to the room next to his. Bound and sleep, Johnny sat in the middle of an empty room. Tiberius clutched the air and Johnny slowly awakened.

Tiberius Sighed, “O’ Johnny boy. I never wanted this to happen. Honestly. And since this isn’t a f.u.c.k.i.n.g move i’m not going to ramble on about my diabolical plan. But, what I will tell you is this, You will be trapped in this room for the remainder of the vacation. when we get home you will be happily married to Jean –whom I own now and I also own your mother. I’ve owned her since the second day she came to the manor. Johnny you f.u.c.k.i.e.d up. All you had to do was marry Jean and make her happy. I wanted you to have a nice life, But….

Well it doesn’t matter, let’s get you settled in.”

Tiberius laid johnny on the bed and started an IV of loyalty potion and love potion. Tiberius then took a little vile from his bag and poured the contents down Johnny’s throat.

“Holy Water, a potion from arthurian times. Used to strip a sorcerer of their power when they were too dangerous to lock up. Compliments of Merlin. It should cause your magic core to wither and dry in the next three days. In four days you will be unable to wield magic. Sleep well Johnny Boy.”

Johnny began jerk at his binding and screamed for mercy. Tiberius pulled out a blade and carve a rune into joins head. Moments later after magic was inserted into the rune, Johnny fell into a deep coma that acted a simulator that guide Johnny along a new path. Applied knowledge is power, and Tiberius had a lot of it.

The next day, Tiberius and Jean went to the animal clinic around noon to meet with Dr. Deaton. Upon entering Dr. Deaton was in the process of closing the clinic for lunch.

Dr. Deaton’s eyebrow furrowed and he said “Im sorry, I was just about close for lunch. If you don’t mind–”

Tiberius cut him off, “We have noon appointment with you, Dr. Deaton. We set it up last night, remember?”

Dr. Deaton looked confused and then realised his mistake “Polyjuice potion…F.u.c.k.i.n.g wizards”

“Haha I prefer sorcerer. I just had to know if the place was dangerous. But, are you not a wizard yourself?” Asked Tiberius

“Ahh no. I’m a druid. we work different magic and operate by different laws.” replied Deaton a little too candidly.

“This is stuff I’m interested in… I’m Ruis and this is my slave girl, Jean.” he replied

“I didn’t know wizards could have witch slaves?” Deaton questioned

“Mmm she’s a bit of a wanton whore. Bound herself willingly to me. Anyway, let’s talk business”

Deaton and Tiberius went to the back to chat. Jean sat on the floor by Tiberius legs and waited quietly. Deaton being a man of science asked tiberius about his white and black hair and his draconic eyes. Tiberius chalked it up to mutations that he always had — which was the half truth. Deaton never asked about Tiberius’ age, as he already knew was. Tiberius looked to be 15/ 16 years old due to his advanced develop from all of his training and potion regime. Like Hermione, it has caused them to develop ahead of her peers. And if everything was going according to Tiberius’ plan, Romilda should also be a couple of years ahead in development as well.

Deaton and Tiberius had a lot of small talk in the beginning until they finally made their way back to purpose of the meeting.

“So why does the ICW have an interest in Beacon Hills?”

“They don’t have an interest in Beacon Hills. They’re merely helping me. It’s no secret. Beacon hills, los angeles, Kyoto, all of these places are supernatural hubs. so supernatural, that MACUSA , and the japanese ministry spent too much money and manpower policing it. so they allowed each city to create their own methods to keep the supernatural secret and in check…

For Beacon Hills, it’s the emissaries, that’s what we call druid that advice supernatural cliques. The werewolf packs, the hunters, a covenant (Vampires), rarely a skulk (Kitsunes). Other than that we police the drifters — small supernatural families or tourists that come through…

That’s where ICW comes in… the druid population is dwindling, the ICW select orphans to be trained as emissaries to fill positions. The Druids have three ruling elders, I will become one and you will take my place as the Hale Family Emissary, Lord Tiberius Maeilius Emrys.” Deaton smiled a the sudden surprise on Tiberius’ face.

“You know me?” he asked

“Yes, last night I figured you were the Lord that sent the Frederick fellow. The ICW made a mistake with you. They had no idea you were a lord. But, i’m sure you wanted it that way. The report said you wanted to get to uagadou when they offered Beacon Hills as an alternative. My guess is you were trying to run and hide until you got strong enough and old enough to claim your lordship” Replied Deaton

“Yes, but things got iffy after my request was rejected. So, I made a deal and it helped me with my ‘of-age’ problem. Then I claimed lordship.”

“Why did you feel the need to hide anyway? and who did you know about your lordship if you were orphaned as an Infant?”

Tiberius smiled “Magic is mysterious like that, doctor. I remember my parents and the night they killed each other. The face of the man that sent me away so that I couldn’t claim my inheritance. The man sad my father’s name once and that’s all i need to figure out who I was. But, I was going to hide until I was strong enough to kill him or strong enough that he wouldn’t dare move against me.”

“Hmm I’m sure the latter, has already taken affect. The Emrys-Black-Bones alliance is well known –no one will dare move against power like that, and rumor has it that you’re the one that made it happen. You’re also friends with the Heir to the house of Longbottom. Who is in a relationship with the Heiress of the House of Bones. ” Deaton sniffed the air and smiled at tiberius

” I can smell the conspiracy in the air. You will make a great Emissary.” He added

“I thought you said–”

“You are still an orphan. But you’re also the Lord of the House of Emrys. The House of Emrys is noble to wizarding britain, yes. But to the Druids, the House of Emrys is the one and only Royal House. Lord of Dragons, our sacred beast.”

“Can a King be an advisor?”

“Merlin thought so”

“Merlin was a damn fool. If I am a King. then I will bow to no one.”

“Then the ICW will have to choose –”

“No, I have replacement in mind, She’s my Queen and an exceptional young woman. we aren’t married, yet. but until then she could be the next emissary for this Hale Family. But tell me, how do you know so much about what’s going on in britain and how much do you know about me?”

“If you think she’s worthy, then I can’t argue. Especially after your cornatation in a few years. But, I have spies everywhere. It’s how I keep Beacon Hills safe. And once I received the report from the ICW, I focused a lot of manpower on you. Your surroundings are easy to get to. But you and that Ms. Granger are another story. You’re very cautious and secretive, and with Ms. Granger staying at your manor for the past two summers, naturally we haven knowledge of her except what we can gather from her time at Hogwarts.”

“You know, I actually never thought about that. I just figured the ICW would stick to the agreement and leave me be until it was time for me to come here. But I never thought how you might handle the situation. talk about tunnel vision… So, what’s this about coronation.”

“Druid Kings take the mantel at 16 years old. the age druids under magical maturity. 2 years early than wizards because of our way of life.”

“More power can’t be bad. So, tell me about Beacon Hills and all of its supernaturals that have come and gone.”

Tiberius and Deaton talked for a long while. The agreed to meet the Hale family the next day to introduce Tiberius to the alpha, Talia Hale.