Re: The Wishmaster
Wish Three and Four
He listened with a slightly cocky smirk on his face, knowing why they came. Obviously, they wanted the same thing all the others got, a wish. He waited, drumming his fingers along the rocky surface of the boulder than stood out over the waters, peaceful as ever. The environment, beautiful as it was, contained more danger than a person would ever suspect.
They’re coming. Two.
“I know that,” he responded in a growl, irking one eyebrow towards an unseen force.
Do the same with them as you did with the previous ones. Soon you’ll get more to play with.
“Very well.” He grew impatient quickly, and began to entertain himself with tracing about the flakes of ash. It was a hobby he almost could say entertained him slightly. If there was such a thing as peace, he would call it peaceful, but the figure knew nothing of peace. He knew nothing of any emotions or characteristics, hardly even what they felt like. Even that was only at sparse times, and he didn’t know why.
Then the figure finally appeared in the midst of the ashen path leading to the pool, a woman that had a distinct punk look. He looked her over thoughtfully, not bothering to switch positions. “I’m guessing you have a wish.” For some reason, the man changed his speech when a woman came to visit him.
“Yes,” she stated, “if you can grant wishes, that is. I doubt you have that power at all.” Billie liked teasing individuals, and insulting them when she got the chance.
“Try me.” His tone was emotionless, but a twitch of his eyebrow showed Billie she had irritated him slightly. She didn’t care one bit.
“Fine. I’ve got a doozy for you. How about you show me my past? My past and my parents.” She extended the stakes, her arms crossed. “Show me the details about them and my past before I came to the orphanage and you’ve got a deal.”
“You like crossing the boundaries and being adventurous… what is it you will give me in return? That thing strapped to your waist. That will do just fine.”
“So how does this work? I just give you Ripshot? I don’t think so.” Billie replied, narrowing her eyes. “You have to uphold your side of the deal first.”
“Very well.” He walked forward towards her, hand extended. “I warn you. Take this hand, and you will know your past. After that there is little I can do… you’re on your own. In fact…” He chuckled after a moment. “I can transport you to your previous home. Where you were born. Is that what you wish?”
“Oh, yes. That’s perfect. Do that.” She nearly demanded it of him as she took his hand, finding his grip much warmer than she expected.
“Good… now you’ll meet your birthplace.” He stared directly into her purple contacts, his own eyes like swirling vortexes of flame.
“Ah…” She tried to remove her hand. “Let me go! I changed my mind! I want to stay here!”
“Are you so sure about that?” he leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “be careful what you wish for, my dear. Sometimes it comes true.”
“Let me go!” she demanded, pulling away. Her hand refused to part from his, heating up more and more every moment. “You said you’d show me my home!”
“And so I will… I never break a wish.”
The people below in the valley looked up as the screams and unnatural shrieks of pain reached their range. Even the children clung tightly to their parents, eyes wide with the fear that whatever forced the screams would be coming for them.
There was nothing left by the time the man finished his work. Her ash had joined the rest of the scenery. “I can always use more.” He shrugged as he buckled the new weapon, The Ripshot, into his belt, before noticing someone stood about ten feet away. As he turned to face the person, a small silvery ring appeared on his sash to join the other two. He faced her, and his demeanor slightly changed.
Her arms were glossed, decorated with lacy black gloves to compliment the rest of her clothing. It was short and yet beautiful, showing off her figure with the slits going up her thighs. Her eyes pierced his defense, dark blue in shade, enveloping anything that encompassed their paths. Her physical features rivaled that of an angel, wavy golden locks falling down to her lower back, but parted so half fell in the front of her corset-like attire.
“Who… what is your name?”
What are you doing? This is not the reaction I have commanded you to give.
“I am called Dark Selene.” A feeling of anger and bitterness came from her aura he sensed, seductive and almost sly.
“I see…” He looked over her for a moment. Something about her seemed to make him desperate to help her desperate mind. He didn’t show any emotion, but continued to speak, asking a question. “What do you wish from me?”
“… I am not a person. I have no purpose here…” she trailed off for a moment, hugging her arms.
“You want to be free, then… you… want something more?” he guessed, something striking him about her, making him for the first time he knew, falter in his thought patterns.
“Yes. I want my own body. My own person. To be stripped of this host. So I can be something more, and feel what I must feel.” She stared at him, secretly afraid. “Can you do this?”
He examined her a moment, and paused, slowly taking a step closer. “I can grant your wish.”
“You can? You mean this?” she repeated, her eyes pleading.
“I can. If this is what you wish. For a new beginning…” She nodded after a moment. “I want to please him. Crimson… know that I do this for us. Please. I want to be with you forever,” she whispered coolly with her eyes closed and head tilted downward.
“Your reality will not be the same. And there must be payment. Please. Know what you are wishing, Dark Selene.” His eyes remained downcast.
“I know what I want. I don’t care what the price is. Tell me. You will give me my own body. Completely new.”
After a moment he nodded, forbidden to discuss things for much longer among others, especially under such strong watch. The voice of the master spoke once more.
She has nothing of value. Not even her swords. Do not grant the wish.
“Dark Selene… I will grant your wish.”
I told you she has nothing of value… you will be punished for this… or perhaps… After a moment, the voice inside the man’s mind faded, and he knew that his master was simply watching. Perhaps interested in what The Wishmaster had up his sleeve. Then he did something he had never done before with a wish. He extended his hand towards her. “If you agree to this, Dark Selene, I will grant your wish, but know there is no fighting back…” His eyes sparked as he waited for her.
“I said any price was worth it. And so I mean it. This body will mean nothing to me. Take it and do with it as you wish.” Her tone was fearful, so much so she trembled as she said this.
Before she could stop her sentence, his hands snatched her wrists and squeezed tightly, buckling her knees and making her fall down into the ash. “I will take my part first, then.” Her clothes ignited into flame, but it didn’t burn her. They simply disintegrated from her body, leaving her completely naked below him.
She frantically scrambled to cover herself, looking up at him in shock. “What are you doing? You said…” she trailed off. It was much too late now.
“You said. This body will mean nothing to me. Take it and do with it as you wish. This is my price, and you, Dark Selene, agreed to it.” He began to approach her as she backed into the shallow ashen waters.
“No! I won’t allow this! I can’t! Crimson and I! We were going to be first… you can’t!” Stumbling over a rock in the pool, she fell back with a splash, scooting her body back until it was pressed against a boulder.
“You said yourself it was not worth anything. Don’t worry. You’ll have a new body to pleasure him with.” His shirt disappeared in a wisp of smoke, revealing his well-defined muscles. He leaned over her, pinning her wrists against the boulder’s rough surface and tilting his head down to whisper across her neck. “Enjoy this… after all… it’s your wish.”
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He watched her stumble off wearing her pretty little pale blue dress, heading for town. He, although he didn’t know why, directed her to a place of which he knew where she could find some free food and board for a while. She had provided him with something that had indeed pleasured him greatly, he decided after a moment. He flexed his shoulders and cracked his neck. Somehow… it was a lacking victory, the first time he granted a wish he regretted. Why, he did not know.
He had upheld his part of the deal. After her struggling finished, he provided her with probably the “hottest” intimate experience she would ever have, and as he finally finished with her, put her into a deep sleep. Removing every aspect of her took a while, so he put a twist on things, as usual. He formed a new body out of the nearby water. That was simple enough. Water composed a lot of the human’s body, anyway. He absorbed every aspect of her magical fire skills, leaving her dancing tricks in her body. He had no use for those.
He made her body a near copy of the old appearance she had, out of pure admiration of her previous body… or maybe something else? He didn’t know. Being with her struck up strange things within him. Feelings, maybe? Who knew. He turned back to examine the host, who was also in a deep sleep, unsure of anything that had happened. She was beautiful, as well. However, she smelled of someone with strong capabilities. Maybe he’d meet the person. He picked her up and took a short walk to a cabin in the distance, laying her before the door. Hopefully whoever lived there was kind enough to take her in. He glanced at her one last time before feeling another ring materialize.
You are ready for more. He watched the sun begin to set in the distance. Soon… soon he would know more of the world.