2. Memories of Pain

 

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Helen stood in the doorway as the others vanished from sight. The rain was still coming down, though not as badly now. The lightening and thunder had all but stopped. Memory of the last women to hold this position was stirring through her mind, but she was not sure what to do about it. Part of her could still feel the separate minds and wishes of Elisha and Sabrina. It was an odd thing, knowing you began as two separate people and now were one. Of the two it had always been Sabrina who had dreamed of escape. She had never truly had a plan, but that never stopped her from dreaming. She also was the one who was the higher spirit. Elisha would regularly put herself between Aken, the master, and her sister or other women when he took to being a terrible ass on stormy nights. It had taken some time for him to realize he was never going to be strong willed enough to break the sisters, but that did not stop him from enjoying himself. Thinking to herself, Helen considered all the basic abuse and sex he had taken pleasure in when it had come to them; the long nights of basic sex, and the even longer nights of beating, hair pulling and painful use at the hands of Aken.

The home of the flesh merchant was far to the north, up in the Eliryan pass. No neighbors for miles in any direction and no one to upset the rules and life he had chosen for himself. On the far side of the mountains was the city of Kosh. It was there he found new women to enslave, and even bought women of other worlds from the traders coming and going in their ships. The star port was the largest of its kind on this world. Aken had spoken often of the trading cities much larger and more fantastic on other worlds he had visited. Elisha and Sabrina had come on one such ship, so many years ago. Sold to Aken for next to nothing from a man who only swore that these two young women were of special blood, and would one day be worth a small fortune. Aken had been trying to sell them ever since, but no one of this world seemed to think any more of them then a common beast. Helen could not remember just how long they had been on this world. In the time Felish had taken great pleasure in beating and breaking the most firm willed of women Aken owned. It was Felish who had taken on the chore of breaking the twins. In any given month Aken normally held between ten and thirty women that he would condition, or so he called it. Felish was the single man who would come, when requested to break the ones who held too high a spirit for the owner to deal with. It had been he who had taken on the responsibility to break Elisha and her sister Sabrina.

begin1      The twins had not been property for very long when Felish had come to the stalls where Aken held his slaves. He was not too large a man, but what he lacked in muscles and build he more then made up for in intelligence and manor. It was if he could look into your very soul and know how to hurt you the most. The separate minds within Helen would never forget the day when Aken had introduced Felish to them and then turned their fate and bodies over completely. He had walked into the stall area completely nude, no concern that they may have been uncomfortable. Aken had only laughed at the expressions on their faces when the strange man took one by the arm and continued to put a collar around her neck. When Elisha was kneeling on the floor, being held by a small leash Sabrina knew the future for them was anything but bright. Seeing Elisha kneeing on the floor collared and bound only further angered Sabrina, but within moments Felish had her as well. She was slapped until her nose bled, pushed to the wall only to have every bit of clothing torn from her body. He had known she was scared, but he had also not cared. A fist to her mid section had her doubled over gasping for breath. This was when he leaned into her, stuffing two fingers in her young cunt and whispered in her ear;

“I know you think resisting is the best course of action for you, but know I will hurt you both, make you scream and not stop till you completely obey! You see your sister kneeling there, well she will be hurt, beaten and fucked till she passes out from the pain. You will use her, on my command,  and you will both learn that sisters or not, you are now my toys to be played with and you will entertain me.”

With that he had let her go, falling to the floor and knowing Elisha would be the one to suffer for her being so strong willed. As if he had read her mind he went right for Elisha yanking her collar pulling her face forward and forcing his cock in her mouth. She saw her eyes looking to her sister for help, but knew there was nothing either of them could do. She took in the long cock, trying not to gag, but that seemed to be the exact response he had wanted. Once or twice he would remove himself from her mouth, slap her face, spit on her and replace the cock. The first time this went on for hours, he would randomly switch to Sabrina though he would slap and beat her more then fuck her. As the hours passed the two women were worn down to the level Felish was supposed to break them to. To his astonishment every day he would return, they had fully recovered and were right back to being strong willed and stubborn of his teachings.

Months turned to years and for more then eight years the twins were fucked, abused and beaten daily. Aken found his patience wearing thin with the lack of long term obedience from the two women. He would come speak with Felish while he was using the women. Speak openly about how these two were supposed to be special, but all they had done for years was cost him money, and make him wish he had never bought them in the first place. This had been less then a week ago, but the way he spoke gave both women chills. They were tired of being used and hurt for this mans pleasure and never having any love shown to them.

The night of that conversation had been one of the only nights in all their time being owned that both women had accepted being used, and allowing themselves to play the part. Felish was on a bed, Sabrina was on her back and Elisha was on top of Sabrina. Felish was behind them, standing on the floor and taking turns in them both. The one thing the women had found pleasure in, in all those years were each other. Sabrina had large the full breasts, while Elisha had smaller perky breasts. They both had full rounded asses and hips, and while they would have gathered been left to themselves, the cock did feel amazing! Sabrina had cum fully more then once already. Elisha had taken his cock in her ass, her cunt and her mouth. He seemed to fully enjoy the effect of her lack of gag reflex. At the height of the fuck, Sabrina was, once again close to a climax, Elisha was crying out from his cock fully in-depth of her swollen ass, and both women could tell Felish was close to passing out.

both       Arching her back off the bed, Sabrina pushed herself as far towards Felish as she could. Her nipples were swollen, her face burned from being slapped, and her legs could hardly be held up any longer. For the last time his cock passed from Sabrina to Elisha and she could no longer hold out, She  screamed came and splashed both her sister and Felish at the same time. Her body shook with the intense orgasm, she all but collapsed on her sister and Felish took the moment to return to fucking Sabrina. She had already been close to coming herself, and she allowed it to happen hoping she and her sister would be left alone afterwards. Sabrina could not splash everyone as her sister had, but her scream from a third explosion that night. Her shaking felt as if she would break her own back, she clawed the sheets, grabbed her sisters breasts, and caused her to scream herself from the pain that ensued. When pulling was not enough to give her peace, she found a single nipple in her mouth; sucking and biting Elisha again and again screamed with a mixture of pain and sweet torment. To their great surprise the cock was removed and not replaced again, but he was not quite finished with them either.

Felish stepped back allowing the women to enjoy the screams and pain, but when he came back, it was with a leather whip, and a set of stone spheres in a line. He whipped Elisha first, seeing how her ass was fully in the air, when her cries filled the room, and her shaking returned he turned his whip and attention to Sabrina. Unfortunately for her, her ass was not accessible at the moment though her dripping wet vagina was. He stepped back and brought down the hassles of his whip on her vagina, her clit, and the wet in-between. Her cries almost tore her throat and for the first time, she could not hold back her begging. Elisha tried to hold her, but when Felish saw this he again whipped her ass, this time harder and harder. Small red stripes broke free of her flesh. Lines of dark red blood started to drip over her swollen cheeks. They both screamed, came and screamed some more.

For a brief instant, Sabrina took the moment to look at Felish. Fear, true dark and terrible fear gripped her when she did.  He was smiling and not like he would normally. His pure evil enjoyment of them being forced to beg and cry had given him a dark sense of enjoyment that was undeniable. He saw her eyes, shoved Elisha to her back on the bed next to Sabrina and took turns whipping the wet red cunts of them both. Cries moved to tears, and for the first time in eight years Aken thought maybe he could fetch an acceptable price for them. He sat back and watched until both women passed out and fell silent from to complete use and breaking of them both.

He stood, walking over to where Felish was standing. Looking down he saw bits of blood dripping from the drying slits of both women. Even in their sleep they were both still twitching. Aken clasped Felish on the shoulder and congratulated him on a job well done. His last act before leaving the cell area was to force his fingers into both women as they slept again for a kind of evil enjoyment. They both learched in their sleep and clawed at the bed sheets. When he removed his fingers, he cleaned his hands on their breasts and walked out. Before Felish left for the night he made sure when they woke in the morning they would find no comfort in each other.  aloneHe put them both in separate rooms. Both cold and dark. He put individual collars on them, chained them to a hook in the floor and redressed them in a typical slave covering.  He left the windows open, the beaten women laying on the floor and closed the doors.

As Felish had hopped the two sisters did wake in great discomfort, beaten bruised and left alone. They both found themselves in tears, needing the other one more than they could handle.

That same afternoon Aken had come in telling both women he was going to be taking the lot down to the local villages in hopes to sell them both. He found great pleasure when he told them they would likely be sold separately and never see the other again. Until yesterday, they had been forced to stay apart. Still chained to the floor in their grey rooms. The bruises had not completely healed yesterday when he came and put them in chains with all the other women and added them to the lead chain for travel. The twins were placed four women apart, again making sure they would find no solace in the company of the other. It was for this reason alone Sabrina had though of nothing but escape. She knew if they were separated something terrible would befall them both. They both glanced in the others eyes when they were brought outside. Elisha knew this would be the one and only time they would ever have to escape, together.

The journey down the mountain was short, and before long they saw one woman after another being sold off as sex toys.

1. Within The Doorway

 

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Its been too long my dear friends, too long indeed. The world has engulfed me, tried to strangle me and opened its back doors for me. What or where are the back doors to reality, you may ask? Well the answer to that very question is both rare and enticing. If you will continue reading, I am sure we can find one of those doors together. So here we go, hold tight, keep preying eyes away and slip into the storm with me…

The wind started howling through the empty streets as the flesh merchant considered one last trade before the oncoming storm would engulf him and his wares. Only having a few women left to sell this day, he wanted to entertain a simple curiosity for the identical twins on his chain. Two of the women bound by the flesh trader locked in their chains a few women apart had been taken off their lead one at a time. The closer these two came to one another the more powerful the soul link charged within them both. Their minds became bound, thoughts and feeling now shared between them allowing for a plane to be put in motion. They both looked around to see if anything could be used as shelter for possible freedom. A deep evil growl erupted from the darkening skies above as they had turned dark and the cold rain had come and out of nowhere. Two brilliant flashes, one blue, one violet came together and struck the top of an abandoned ancient temple only steps away, gave hope to Sabrina and her sister for the first time in their life.

The two women, Pentalic identical twins had taken their chance as both the flesh merchant and buyer had been knocked to the ground by strike after strike of lightening hitting the ground all around them. They had run into the ancient building hoping they would not be chased past the old doors. Having no idea what this place was, or had been in the past, they saw it only as a place to hide in search of their freedom. As they ran through the empty passage ways they saw the many faces of demons once worshiped. At the end of a long hall there was one room with the door partly ajar. Knowing only basic words and writings one of the twins stopped cold, while her sister tried to pull them both through the open door. From one side of the door a blue shimmer seemed to cover the door then move into the room. In another moment another shimmer, this time a violet shimmer covered the door again and disappeared into the room and vanished.

Both of the women had seen it this time, but the fear of being found overwhelmed the concern of what the lights could have been. Elisha, one of the twins had seen the phrase over the door causing her stand firm“trema’ asken’a satri” as her sister yanked her over the threshold. The phrase echoed through her, causing her skin to cool. Somehow deep within her, she knew these words had a deeper meaning and their lives were about to change forever. The room was empty with the exception of a set of demonic faces pushing out from the wall on the opposite side of the room.  The faces twisted around the other coming to rest as one. The floor held a pattern that had many colors twisting into single circle in the center. Once fully inside the room, the women were pulled by an unseen force to the center of the pattern and each one was consumed by the same color they had seen on the door. The door slammed closed, this time they heard a bolt slam into place and they knew this had been the wrong room to enter. Before they knew it they were sitting on the floor, the two colors somehow holding them in their places. It had been many years since the twins had been allowed to touch each other, and that time had been a total disaster. The laws for twins of their race and nature were very clear; they were to be kept apart at all costs. No matter the situation or the reason they were never to touch each other, or the unthinkable would happen. This information, of course, had never been shared with the twins, they only knew they had a powerful pull to one another and now, for the very first time they had no one holding them apart. Flash after flash of lightening from the growing storm outside lit the room completely from one split moment to the next and they reached out to take the others hand.  As their hands touched the storm outside let out a painful scream and the thunder shook the world and the women to their core. Each color brightened and then combined when their flesh became one. The storm outside only worsened the longer they held each other. Sabrina turned to look directly into Elisha’s eyes and the visions thereafter slammed each woman to the floor. Still holding hands together they started to fall through a world of pain, torment and sex! Since they had never been allowed to touch each other, less alone anyone else, the physical and mental strain of more then just hands touching each other was now bound in pain.

As they fell through eternity, their bodies fully embraced the other. Their full breasts and hardened nipples rubbed against the others. The erotic feeling could have caused fear, but the reaction from the rest of their bodies engulfed them completely. Sabrina was the first to have her body entered. And while she could only moan in ecstasy her sister had not yet found this dark pleasure. One vagina then the other were split apart, massaged and probed bringing about the moisture within. A flash of chains, wooden structures and leather was the only warning before they both found their skin reacting to the sting of a leather whip striking their skin. A single scream, followed by another and another was the only reaction each women could muster. A single chuckle from an unknown voice caught them completely off guard. The fall slowed and a floor far below them was the stopping point of their new realities.

Elisha fell to her knees while Sabrina found her body on a slightly angled narrow wooden bed. Her ass was pointed above her body, her arms bound the leather cuffs down below her head while her legs were spread only slightly apart. Elisha could see her sister bound like an animal, and though she tried she could not move to help her. The dark voice echoed again this time from the shadows on the left side of the darkened room. Feeling completely powerless they both struggled against bindings they could not see. A ebb of power rose from them both as their minds spun and danced in this new reality. The moment Elisha realized that power may be useful in her current situation a single strike of hard leather whipped her back opening her flesh bringing on pain and blood! Before she could cry out in pain she was hit by another and another. Her back now bled freely as her sister was whipped without mercy. A single figure in all black could be seen holding the whip being used on Sabrina. Elisha again tried to reach for this new power almost an echo within her. This time she was able to move from her hidden restraints, but only a little. The figure in power almost felt her wiggling loose of her bindings and moved from Sabrina, to herself. His voice broke her concentration and the binding snapped back into place as it did.

It had a harsh husky tone to it. The sound of which made Elisha shudder in dark delight and sexual need. It only spoke a few words before it went back to the use and torment of her body.

“And just where do you think you are wiggling off to my dear? I did not capture you both for one of you to get free so easily and pain free! No I think you need a small punishment to help you understand just what you are, and where it is you belong. Shall we..”

She expected another whip to bring on more pain, but before she knew it clamps were being pinched around the skin on her now hardened nipples. The pain was extreme compared to the strikes to her back. A scream echoed from her open lips to the black room around her. A second then a third clamped down and while she could not fight a single finger found its way to the soft skin on the top of her pink vagina. It rubbed, pushed and, pinched until the moisture could not be held off from deep within. Shaking now, from the pain and excitement the one finger turned to two, then three as they entered and exited her body. Her mind tried to turn within to find some kind of enjoyment in her sexual torture, but something was now blocking the as well. She had to remain in the moment, not slip by and escape her new master! Leaving three fingers tight within her dripping cunt, he pulled her up on her knees alone allowing her hips to fall into place and her ass to hold its natural form. A single sigh escaped his lips as he took in her entire posture. Bending over her from behind he pushed her head forward and her hands to hold it up. A small breeze swept by her dripping lips and caused her to slightly shudder in the chill.

Her master’s left hand hands came around her back to hold one of her large round breasts. He held it firm while his cock came to full statue and pushed gently on her wet hole his fingers still rubbed towards enjoyment. He removed his fingers replacing it with a cock thicker than his out stretched arm. Elisha surged forward as his massive rod was pushed fully into her body! With every little movement her body stretched out in pain, his cock found the depths of her open door with every full thrust forward. As it became clear this was not going to be a short use of her, Elisha could only take him in, all and all until he had found his true nature and continued to fuck her cunt and pinch and squeeze her breasts. With every bout forward she could feel something soft slapping on the top of her vagina right before the intense pain made her scream from the mass of his cock being forced to stop and start again. The rhythm mixed pain, pleasure and fear into Elisha and she knew all to soon her sister now looking her way with growing sadness on her face. Sabrina, now left alone, had no more ability to help her sister then Elisha had just moments before. Elisha’s groans turned to cries turned to screams turned to tears as her master took full use and pleasure out of her virgin body.

The nipple clamps the had started this nightmare still swung from her breasts as his cock entered and exited her body. His hands, both of them, found them between his fingers and without a gentle warning ripped them from her breasts! Long tears as her scream tore the flesh within her throat. Her entire body shook uncontrollably until he ripped his cock out too, and she fell limp, and lifeless to the cold stone floor. Her mind now numb, her body spent, or so she thought his hand slapped her right ass cheek till it turned red and her whimpers covered the floor in tears. Elisha tried to regain some of her previous composure but without hands or physical means her body rose off the floor, only to be placed into a wooden chair-like device. Her legs were forced open past her comfortable limit. Her neck was strapped to the hard wood behind her and her face slapped over and over till she fell to nothing but pain. The master looked down on her as her head hung limp to her breasts, and her stepped back to admire his work. Elisha opened her eyes just long enough to meet his gaze and see him fully standing above her in personal triumph.

His skin completely grey, as if he had been cut from a stone face. Muscles bulging in his torso as sweat dripped down off his face. His nipples almost as hard as her own also had sweat dripping from them. His arms were more of the same. Grey fully muscled all the way to his massive hands, and those three fingers still dripping from her cunt below. When she turned her attention to his face, the fear within her rose, and she knew she and Sabrina must have fallen to a single room in hell.  His face was not of a man, but of a beast. His smile only half hid the sharp evil teeth behind. His eyes bulged out from his head while two horn’s erupted from the top of his head. His terrible eyes on her, she could not break his gaze and as he started to turn away she saw his hand swinging towards her. It slapped her face so hard she dared not look at him again. There had been black claws on the tips of each finger, and her face now had cuts from those very tips. Fear swelled within her, pain echoed from her entire body and she knew this could not be the end of she and her sister.

He turned his back to her and walked in the direction of Sabrina still bound to the odd bed on the other side of the room. His first action to her was a slap and slice into her ass and her first scream brought a true smile to this creatures face. In his other hand he held the clamps he had already used on Elisha, he lifted Sabrina’s body, ever so slightly to attached them to her soft nipples, not worrying about the skin around them. Tears fell freely from her eyes, and Elisha wished she had the strength to turn her eyes away. He positioned himself behind her. Removed his cock and without helping her to drip slammed into her. Screams turned to agony as he fucked her without mercy. As she screamed, his bellowing laughter filled the ears of both women. Leaning forward he did not go for her breasts, but her long red hair. Yanking back, her head flew up as he slammed himself forward again and again. In the midst of a single lunge forward he turned his eyes to Elisha, who had still yet to turn her head away. The moment his eyes had hers again, he spoke. The contrition in his voice overpowered the red in Elisha and the pain within Sabrina.

“So you think you are ready to merge do you? Two slaves with an ancient gift. Both completely unaware of their significance to the universe. None have walked this path in more than a million years. Many have come forward, but until now, only you two hold the ability. Well allow me to give you but a taste of your future.”

Though Sabrina could not turn her head to see him, and Elisha could not break her gaze, a single snap of his fingers and they found themselves bound. Two minds as one. Two bodies, two lives, emotions, feelings and pain. In that moment the master continued his use of Sabrina’s body, though they now both shared every gram of pain, the pleasure was more intense and his use of them took on a whole new meaning. Elisha’s head snapped forward, no longer needing to look in his direction to see him. Their eyes went white and their bond grew with every passing moment.  His cock turned to her ass, but the difference between them both only found itself lost as the women spun in a kind of spell. Both their bodies were once again emerged in color. Elisha in Blue and Sabrina’s in Violet. Their skin tingled, and their minds were afire. Little by little their colors began to merge between them both. The master removed himself, took a step back and saw a spell once thought lost to the world of the living, take form in the women before him.

The moment the colors had completely soaked into them both they woke from a trancelike state. Still laying nude on the floor of the small room. The heads twisting from the wall had glowing eyes and though the women were themselves again, they could both feel the mix within them as well. Sabrina was the first to sit up, realizing they were no longer under the torment from the master. She looked at her twin and wanted only to touch her. An outstretched hand came to rest on a mirror of her own breasts. The nipple went hard with the touch and Elisha opened her eyes.

Outside the wind still howled, but the lightening had stopped. The sisters rose to a sitting position an found new feelings and sensations tingling from within. The intense pain of their binding still held fast as they both moved to rise. A power long waiting to rise to the surface also tempted and teased them both. A growl from a world far below caused them both to shake and as it fell silent the physical of two started to change to the physical of one. their bodies seemed to phase out of reality and then move towards the other. Their minds were the first to bind, allowing them to think clearly as one. Their senses were next to follow. Time crept by and just as the storm seemed to break their bodies slid together. Small changes were noticeable at first. The new single woman had larger hips then the sisters together had separately. The size of the breast had come down to match the smith ones of the hips. The face must have had changes of its own, but having no mirror to look on, those would have to be kept for another time. The woman looked at herself, the best she could and saw her color, where it had once been pale and white, now had the darker color from women of this world. The hair, when pulled to the side was now dark brown, with only hints of red. Standing up fully she considered what she would call herself, now that she was one. She also knew clothing of some kind would have to be found.

With her last thought on mind, a fine dress of pure silk now twisted itself around her. Mostly black, with drips of red now completely covered her. A small purse hung from her side and within it she found gold coins of this world. Her feet found themselves covered as well, this time with soft black leather boots, tied neatly in the front. Her hands came up to feel her own body in anticipation of her new existence. It felt good when they came to hold her breasts, though the nipples were still sore from being abused. Her hands moved further up and came to rest on her shoulders. This change was amazing, and though she knew little to nothing about the world she lived on, she was obviously going to be able to live well. Releasing her shoulders her hands slid down over her hips around her ass to hang freely at her sides. Voices from the halls outside this room startled her and she remembered she had once been two, and those two were still being searched for. A name would be expected if she were to run into her past owner, and the man who had wanted to buy her. Looking deep within she knew very few names, but she remembered the name of a kind woman they had known as children and decided it would have to be enough.

Pounding on the door made her jump and even step back. What if they recognized her, what if her new appearance could not fool them. She would not go back to being merely a flesh slave, or hounded for the rest of her life. The pounding continued and she looked around the room for another escape. When she looked below her feet the small circle in the center of the colors caught her eyes. A word she did not know, in a language lost to time made her move. She crouched down close to the floor and reached out her hand to touch it. It held her to the floor, transferring knowledge to her from a distant past. She now knew what the temple had been built for, what this room had been and her passage to a new life was cleanly laid out before her. Color sprang out in every direction as it let go her hand.  She stood upright, head held high and proceeded to unlock and open the doors. The two men on the other side only looked at her and the temple around them in disbelief. The hallway just like the room where she now stood had changed completely. The building looked as if it had never gone to ruin. Torches burned brightly on torches up and down the halls, and energy pure natural energy filled her and her new home.

Her eyes had been closed when she first opened the door, but now, knowing who she was and a life and task set out before her she opened them. The man, who had once owned two women stood short of breath along with the other man who had sought to buy them. Their eyes went hard as they had expected to find two women, not one. But now the door was open, they saw a woman, neither of them had ever set eyes on and anger filled their faces. A tiny smile crept over the one who had considered buying that day, but not long enough for the owner to see it. He was also the first to step forward and seek out loud.

“It seems we have found someone, though not those whom we had only moments ago wanted. My name is Kellsh’a and this it Aken. May we ask who you are and how you came to be in this place? Moreover I would personally like to know how you have reactivated the magic once thought lost in this temple?”

Aken said nothing though seemed equally curious about the questions already asked. They both backed up a few paces as the woman stepped forward and spoke to them;

“It would seem gentleman, that you are the ones out of place here, seeing how this is a temple of Kelull. My name is Helen and I am a high priestess of this temple. I have been here all along, though the sisters of this faith have all but vanished. I assure you they, just like myself, will return and when they do this world will change back to the natural state which once held it. If there is nothing else, I think it is past time you leave this hall, before you mistakenly over stay your welcome!”

The tone of her voice was more then enough for both men to rethink any ideas of staying. Though they did not seem very educated on the words or state of the temple. This was when Helen stepped forward placing a hand on each mans shoulders. Once done it was obvious they both now knew the temple rules, once lost and forgotten. Helen smiled when they both turned to leave without a second thought. She followed them to the doors, now completely renewed and Helen and her temple.

Outside in the rain stood the other two women how were still chained and standing cold and nude. Aken walked over to them, retook the chain and started to walk away. A single voice caused him to stop and look back. Helen stood just outside the doors hands held high and glowing red from deep within.

“It is clear the rules and respects of the ancient world have long been forgotten. But I worn you merchant Aken, those rules will return, just as I have returned. Women are a blessing from the members of five. Release them or you will be struck down!”

With each passing breath her energy poured out into the world beyond her. Her words caused Aken to become more then angry as he outright slapped one woman full in the face. She fell to the ground only to be kicked by him as well. He grabbed her, ripped her cloth from her hips exposing the bare sex below. He pinched her nipples causing her to cry out, before spitting on her face. All the while Helen looked on in rage. Another step out into the pouring rain she took her energies turning from red to crimson. She brought down her arms to grab the merchant Aken. A single blast from within her turned his fleet to ash, and his bones to dust. Kellsh’a only laughed as the other man met his end. She took hold of the chain, binding the slaves and it too turned to dust. Hellen helped both women to their feet leading them back towards the temple.

At the doorway she turned her attention back to the world beyond. Hands held at her sides, palms facing outwards she released one powerful blast after another and ended with words.

“This world be warned! The daughters of Kelull have returned and we will be heard!”

Without another look at Kellsh’a she turned and stepped inside. He walked into the rain and when she had gone allowed his face to retake its proper form. The master walked into the rain speaking quietly to himself;

“That you will priestess, the you will.”