The kiss did nothing for her. She didn't return it. It would feel like kissing a dead person for all she knew but her mind and her body were at least together on the fact that this man could force his tongue into her mouth but she sure as hell wasn't going to return the favor. She felt him touching her and despite all her best efforts her hips moved slightly when he began to touch her.
She refused to give into him though there was just no way she would. She felt him kiss away her tears and she cried all the harder. Why didn't he just get it over with. She couldn't fight him. But she sure wasn't going to make love to him either. She began to cry harder as his knees spread her legs apart gently and she knew it was coming soon.
Her body still moved her hips moving up and down with the sensations his fingers were giving her but her mind fought with everything it had and yet she could still not reach a single one of her summons no matter how hard she tried. She cried for the lack of mental support never realizing how much she needed it before now.
Thalomin finally asked softly as he turned his attention to her eyes and gazed into them with his. She had finally asked a question that made him pause in his movements as he gazed into her tear-filled eyes. A lesser man would have stopped what he was doing but, Thalomin saw her body writhing at the touches. Writhing in need and desire and he was going to sate himself still he lightly slid his finger into her wetness and slowly began to move it to match the rhythm of her hips. Why? That was the only question that she asked as he considered his response for a moment. He considered it for several long moments and decided to give her at leas one that was honest in a way. After all there was no point in just randomly lying to her or giving her silence no she was above silence and he knew that she would only ask the question again and again until it was answered. He gazed into those eyes once more and still he tormented her body ever so lightly.
“Why is a good question. Why do I have this utter fascination with you? Why am I willing to risk all for this? Why am I willing to go against Jyo even though it would be considered suicide by many? Why am I doing any of this? The question isn’t why Ziare. Because why will only lead to a chain of question that would never be answered. To sum it up though I don’t know. When this is over and I have an answer for you I will give it to you until then you will have to be left in the darkness.”
He had given her words as he began to slowly work her wet cunt again this time sliding two fingers in and out of her a little faster then before.
His finger entered her body and she bit back any sort of pleasureable noises because no matter what this guy thought he was going to get it wasn't going to be that. She swallowed hard as he began to answer her question and it just pissed her off even more than before.
He said it as if he loved her as if she was the most precious thing in the entire world and she couldn't stand it. She was so mad and so angry. She didn't want any of this. She hadn't led him on. They had only met once and spent the day together sure getting to know one another but that didn't mean she was ready for this. It didn't mean she liked him in that sense. Oh God why was she so trusting?
She cried harder as he slid another finger inside her and she began to close her eyes. No more would she attest to this she was going to leave her body let him have it. There was no way she could fight it but perhaps if he just went with it she could lose herself in her mind til it was all over. Til he was done killing her soul and she could claim the pieces again.
Her hips moved of their own accord but Ziare seeped further into the recesses of her mind. Never would she say she enjoyed a moment of this because though her body betrayed her and she knew it had to be that drink she would never enjoy it mentally. This man disgusted her and she would take him down.
Thalomin gazed at her with a smile for a moment and then shook his head he had rambled long enough and he knew the damage was done. Already he could feel something else a foreshadowing of what would happen and the dark summoner gave a smile over all of it. Nobody could ever say that he didn’t control his fate to the very end and even decide how he was going to die. He shifted himself and saw her anger and rage that was good she was feeling what she had been letting this damn academy hold back. That weak-minded scum Jyo hold back. He gave a smirk and then released his hard and aching arousal that burned to be buried for her. He already sensed the rage from afar a much more focused and primal rage then Jyo’s and knew that he had to go out with a bang. He smirked ever so slightly as he readied himself and then drove down into Ziare letting out a savage growl of lust.
“I’ve already signed my death warrant Ziare but, I’m going to make sure that if my soul is condemned then you will never forget the marks I left behind.”
So that was it. He wanted to die. But he wanted to take Ziare's soul with him. Part of her died when he entered her she let that happy innocent part of her go as tears fell from her eyes. They were closed. She couldn't stand to look at the man that was savagly taking her.
He beat her almost with every thrust he pushed into her unwilling body. Her mind pulled her back into the dregs so that she could come to as little harm as possible but it was now she began to really cry. Tears streamed down her face as she cried hard sobs making her chest shake while he took her visciously. There was no love and no good feelings surrounding this touching. There was nothing that he wanted but to know that he left someone that had once been so happy damaged and broken after she killed him.
He knew what would happen when she regained her powers. He would not survive and the polar bears could have his corpse for all she cared. Tears and sobs were the only things that Thalo saw or heard from her as he pushed into her and took her hard. She would never be whole again. Tearing into her like this was tearing into her soul. She was losing her very being and she didn't think she could ever get it back.
Thalomin gave a satisfied grunt as he took her each thrust bringing him closer to climax. The potion and powder would last for awhile on the bitch and he was going to enjoy her quite a few times before he returned her to the damn academy. Like now he was going to take what he could as he drove into her one last time sensing nearly unholy rage. He went rigid for a moment and gave a carnal growl as he came deep inside Ziare holding it in her. She might be knocked up she might not but, he was going to let her feel it before he gave a satisfied grunt and pulled out of her. God that had felt so good as he fell against the other sleeping back closing his eyes with a satisfied look on his eyes as he closed them that dominant male smirk covering his lips. What he had started he had finished and he enjoyed every single damn moment of it.
Am I a dead man?
But, fate can’t say I didn’t leave my mark.
Thalomin drifted into a heavy sleep his eyes closed there were no weapons in the tent as he slept onwards.
And thus Ziare was gone. Her mind was no longer present in her body. She had lost her connection to herself in that moment of carnal lust from the man she had trusted as a friend. Tears streamed from unseeing eyes that stared straight ahead. It was now feeling nothing that she finally heard the voice.
Get up Ziare... we have to leave this place.
A scream of fury raged in her mind as Armenius came back into full power. It was then that the news of Jyo's death reached her and it was then that her heart broke and her soul was now lost. Kaladra waited with staff at the academy as Armenius took hold of Ziare's mind. He was not going to let this foul man drug her again. She was strong and the drugs hadn't lasted as long as he thought but Ziare's soul had allready been damaged.
DAMNIT ZIARE I MEAN NOW!!
But there was nothing and Armenius knew what this meant. With the rape and the news of Jyos death she would be lost until someone could reach her. Tears leaked from the eyes that stared into nothing as if staring into the abyss. They were the eyes of someone that had lost everything in a single night and Armenius could not reach her for the first time in her life.
Armenius found her summoning cache and tapped in using Ziare's mana and pulled Sheeta out of the mix. The dark version of Ziare was furious her black hair and black wings flowed with unfelt wind as she stood there looking down at her summoner. They were all attatched to Ziare she took care of them and gave them all work. Summoning them from the other plane even to just chat they all had connections with the girl and the grief in Ziare's mind was heavy.
First thing was first however. Taking her dark chakrum she cleanly sliced the head of the culprit off. She sneered as she kicked it away before dismembering his already spent member. She grinned evily as she picked Ziare up after straightening the dress and took her out of the place. The cold wind was biting but it would only be momentary as Armenius came into view and wrapped his bond into a warm casing of fire knowing it would not burn her.
Clasping his bond in his claws Sheeta disappeared as Armenius let a huge jet of flame go to the ice shelf above the tent. Melting any support it had the ice shelf came down on the tent effectively crushing it and the remanents of the man within. Ziare's will had been carried out to the last degree. The summons too had gotten their revenge for the death of her soul. Only one they knew of that could effectively bring her back and he was dead which had only hurt her more.
Armenius took off for the Arcane Academy. He flew over the vast ocean towards the sky where he knew the floating island would be. He was livid. There was nothing he could do though that didn't mean he wasn't trying his damndest to bring her back to any semblance of consciousness. If he could just bring her back enough to feel something he knew they could heal the wounds that lay deep within his bond. The rape plus Jyo's death made it near impossible. Only a miracle would bring the girl back now.
Armenius's bright red wings pushed the wind away so they could speed off towards the academy.
Don't give up on life summoner.. you have much to do yet.. A forebodding comment for only Armenius would ever know where Ziare's life would take her. He could see some of the future while other things were changed by choice and he didn't see at all. But this girl had a future that she was needed for. If only to give birth to a summoner to pass on the legacy that was her bloodline. Even that would be a big impact on the world. For generations her family had been summoners and it took a hit with her mother's death and Ziare's disappearance from her clan.
But no one in the clan still knew that Ziare existed because that was Armenius's job. To keep her hidden until it was time. And that time was drawing near when they would need to call upon the power of the girl and make it so that she could fight the man that had killed her mother. But first he had to heal her and that was a job he was unsure he could do. Right now Ziare was like a small little child crouching in the corner of her mind crying out for someone.