High Fantasy

"Oh!" She exclaimed, realizing what was driving this sudden anger. "Don't worry about them. I can take care of myself...trust me...most of th didn't get away unharmed." She promised. "There was Xander, he thought that Maleficent really liked him so he...brought me back to his room. Let's just summarize it that he never left that room." She gave a sheepish grimace and continued. 
"There was also Anthony." She explained, thinking back farther. "He beat me alot, but Damian didn't let him get away with that...he doesn't have any hands anymore. So, there is really nothing to dwell on. Just worry about you..." She said, pulling herself up to get a better view of him, then she slid her leg around his waist, her body sliding down as she averaged their heights to easily kiss him or see his eyes. 
"And me."
Her head descended to let her tongue trace his skin of his stomach up to his chest, which turned into kisses. "You taste good." She breathed.

Magnus did not calm down as Otter listed off names of previous men and what they did to her, although his face did convey that he understood what she meant. He still wanted to beat them back, kick them, make them feel the same pains...but it was worthless beating a dead horse, no? Surely the same would be with humans. He inhaled deeply, holding it in to forcibly calm down, with slow avail.

"So, there is really nothing to dwell on."

He exhaled. His heart slowed down, his breathing leveled.

"Just worry about you..."

Magnus began to interject. "But I'm not th--"

He was silenced as she essentially pinned him down with her body, her face level to his.

"And me."

His face began to fluster as the rest of his interjection crumbled: "Eep."

Otter grinned. "Heh, I think I make you speechless. Do I really surprise you that easily?" She laughed and slid under him, pulling him on top of her instead. 
"How about like this, hmm? You surprise me now, take control." She winked as she teased him. It was just too easy and she had always loved making men feel absolutely and helplessly vulnerable. 
"Come on." She pleaded, hoping he might comply to her. 
"Play with me." She winked, then waited, her breath and heart fluttering in unison as she awaited his reaction. 

Pan watched Magnus and his master leave in a rush, the two flooding through the door one after the other. It was obvious that he did understand Magnus and he slipped through the crack of the door before it was able to shut completely with a satisfying clunk.
The fox's nose was to the ground, sniffing each direction around the door, but it was drenched in her scent. He had to find the freshest one, but it would take some time.

Otter tryed to keep herself together, fighting back the oncoming tears and screaming in her head at the voices.
"I can't believe you hit him, Damian." She growled out loud, a student eyed her suspiciously, obviously unaware as to who she was talking to. "Huh?" He asked, from across the hall.
Onyx billowed through Otter's barrier around her mind and he let out an evil sounding hiss, her voice no longer her', but the depressed and lonely males.
"Were we talking to you? No!" He growled, pouncing towards the male who eagerly scurried out of the way before she came crashing down on air. The voices together were angry, but it didn't compare to how she felt. Maleficent.
She cackled in the back of the teen's mind, she was just waiting for her opportuninty to turn her life to nothing as she had before.
"Hmmm, we need a victim." Onyx whispered as he slid against the wall and wrapped Otter's arms around her knees. He began rocking her body, making her look as though she were under alot of pain or stress over something. A realistic sob followed the act and soon Pan was trotting up to the side of Otter, slowly sniffing her feet, then retreating a few steps, a low and threatening growl daring the imposter to try anything.
Onyx raised Otter's head to get a look and he merely snickered. "Like you stand a chance, flea infested mongrel." He chided, and the beasts ears rest against his skull. He didn't like the way Otter had changed, but he had seen this before. He would loyally wait it out, but at a safe distance.

Magnus sat beneath a tree on the edge of the school property, not moving. The only movement came from his chest, which showed breathing lungs. Inhale, exhale. Repeat. His eyes were closed, his mind thinking about the events of the day and evening. How quickly they had turned. Otter's...voices...had taken control. But what was more is that she did not forgive herself for it.

"It's not your fault," he whispered, breaking his silence. He shook his head. She would come around. She would find him. It would all take time.

Time...

Magnus jumped up as a bleat startled him from his impromptu meditation. Looking from around the tree, he saw as a stag limped from the forest, an arrow in its shoulder. Magnus ceased to breathe as the beautiful animal looked toward him. The eyes were calm, but full of pain. It gave another bleat--not like that of a goat or sheep, but something unheard, something beautiful, like that of a harp and horn--but that too gave signs of pain.

Magnus slowly walked toward the animal, unable to speak a word. He looked to the wound, touching his fingers to the silver running down the animal's leg. Wait...

Silver...?

Magnus rubbed his eyes. It could not be, but it was. The blood of the grand stag was silver. Magnus stared, dumbfounded, until the stag gave Magnus a nudge and a bleat to remind him of the wound. "Okay, okay...this is going to hurt..." He put one hand right near the wound, while the other grabbed the arrow at the base. He pulled and wriggled the arrow at the same time, gaining a groan of pain from the beast, but also succeeding in removing the arrow. He released a held breath, tearing a piece of shirt that was not bloody and tying it to the wound, putting a balled piece under that.

The beast looked at Magnus in thanks. Such silence; it was lulling. Magnus, almost bewitched, lay down right where he was. The beast lay next to him, the stag's head up in lookout. The lulling heartbeat soon brought the Sandman to the human.

Onyx fluttered away eventually, Otter returning to control her own domain. "Pandora," She called to him, offering her hand, palm up. Her fingers curled, inviting him closer. "Come to me, boy." She comanded. The small orange beast warily made a few easy steps towards her slowly, still standing off from her. "It's okay." She comforted, her voice a barely audible whisper.
His black paws were silent on the floor as he finally reached her hand, his slim pink tongue emerging and licked her hand. She giggled and picked him up gently, and he knew that this was definitely his master. His bushy tail wagged slightly as the animals green eyes looked to meet her own unnatuarally colored orbs.
"There now. We need to find Magnus..Do you know where he may be?" She asked hopeful.
The fox began squirming in her arms and she set him back on the ground. He immediately trotted off at a speed that caused the girl to have to jog to follow after him. "Wait....Pan! Slow down." She gasped, turning it into a sprint as he sped up.
A teacher was coming in the doorway, her face reading that she was not happy a student was out at this hour.
"Young lady..." She began, but Pandora slipped through the open door and out onto the school property.
"Sorry, trying to catch my fox!" Otter said, flying by the woman who was a little shocked and even more angry.
"You better get a leash for that thing! And get to your dormitory, it is past curfew!"

Finally he was coming to slow down, his pink tongue flopping out as he panted away his miserable heat. Otter came to a stop, taking deep breaths and adjusting her bangs after swiping the beads of sweat away that had collected on her forehead.
"Are you hurt?" Her voice squeeked to Magnus. She felt like backing out again, like she had the need to get out of there. She didn't want him in harm because of her, but how could she keep away now? He was the only person that she had ever mentioned her "sickness" and she couldn't just walk away from whatever they had between them.
She was still unsure of what that was herself.
She sat on the ground, next to his laying body, her eyes now going to the animal that had been wounded at his side.
"My word." She gasped.

Magnus gave a "Hmm?" as he awoke, rubbing his eyes. "Otter?" He smiled as his vision returned to a perfect picture. "Yes, it is you, Otter." He pulled her into a hug. "I forgive you."

He then noticed at how she stared at the animal in awe. "He's beautiful, isn't he?" Magnus shook his head. "I've never seen anything like him...he has no natural blemishes, incredible size...and yet, such a calming demeanor. After taking the arrow out of his shoulder, I could not help but to feel calm, to allow sleep to overcome me." The stag looked to the two, eyes showing a calm interest. "And even curiouser is this," he picked up the arrow, showing her the dried silver blood. "His blood is silver."

Magnus thought for a moment. "Silver blood." He looked at the creature, petting its mighty side. "Silverblood." Magnus smiled. "Silverblood. That will be your name...maybe you will show the name true royalty..."

Otter eased Magnus into her arms and took the hug willingly. 
"Thank you." She whispered, her eyes watching the animal as he spoke about it. 
"That's magnificent." She exclaimed, taking the arrow from his possession to examine it closer. 
"That's silver all right. How odd, the only discoloration from red I've seen was the green blood of insects. But this is miraculous, absolutely incredible." 
Her eyes went from the pointed weapon to the beast, her hand dropping the arrow and petting it's head slowly as Magnus was. She was timid to touch it at first, but it seemed friendly enough to his touch. 
"How could someone hurt something so amazing?" She asked, even though she knew why they would try and hurt a deer. For it's meat. Although she ate it, she never would hurt an animal herself. 
"Pandora led me to you. I think he was worried for you, he seemed urgent. I think he knew you wanted to forgive me or something. I swear that thing has got a human brain or something. I know he listens to me." Her gaze went to her pet. "He even nods to my questions or shakes his head. He knows yes and no. I think he's magic and I just don't know it." She joked, even though she was not aware at how serious her suggestion was. The fox, in fact, was different from the average woodland mammal. He had just yet show her himself. 

Magnus thought about what Otter said, even though she was only joking. "I think that's it Otter...I think that Silverblood is a magical creature...That's why he was being hunted!"

Silverblood...I like that name. It is fitting.

The voice was not spoken, but could be heard by the two humans. The voice sounded like one of wisdom and royalty, but of also kindness and humble actions. Magnus gave a small jump at the voice, turning to Otter. "D-did you hear that?"

I apologize if I have startled you. It took me a while to learn and understand this language you humans speak. Frustrating, really. The stag dipped its head down in a bow-like fashion. I must thank you, Magnus. You have saved my life. I am forever in your debt.

"Wait, wait...you...speak?" Magnus was dumbfounded.

The stag gave a 'laugh'. Yes and no. I speak with my mind to yours...if you'll notice, my mouth has not moved. He then looked to Otter, a slightly confused look in his eyes. Begone, you others. Let me speak to Otter. In a moment, any other voices that would have otherwise been whispering into her mind dissipated, backing into the far corner of her mind. You must be the one that Magnus dreams about. You are his mate, no?

Otter's eyes widened, she knew immediately that the voice was from the deer. Her mouth slightly dropped as her eyes watched the creature. 
"Incredible." She whispered. 
Pan tilted his head, his eyes on Otter, but when the animal requested that they be alone Pandora trotted off into the woods, tail slightly tucked. 
Otter's eyebrows furrowed when the deer pushed the demons to the depths of her mind, she could barely even feel their presence. 
She watched Magnus then turned her attention back to the deer as he spoke of their relationship. 
"Wait, mate? I haven't had real sex with anyone for years." She was morbidly concerned about what exactly her partner thought about, but she had a pretty good idea in mind. 
"So what does he think of me?" She asked the deer in a low voice. 

The stag cocked his head, as if confused. I do not understand...do not only mates do what had been done only but hours ago by you two? He shook his mighty head. Humans are so strange... He gave a snort. He does not have those intentions, though. He assured the girl. While his body cries for...'sex', as you called it...his mind still rationales his actions, his heart burning in love--and not lust. A sigh. He thinks of you as a beautiful female, in both body and soul. His heart aches for yours, his mind only wanting to make you happy.

Silverblood gave a calming eye toward the girl. I can sense that you have been hurt before, by previous mates with no honor...so I understand that you are cautious. Smart girl.

The stag then turned to Mangus, whose face was beet-red in embarrassment and nervousness. Thread your steps carefully, young one. I can sense honor and wisdom within you; you will need it if you are to choose this girl as your mate. You may not win her back if you place dishonor upon her or hurt her.

Back to Otter. Where did your fox friend go? I suppose he misunderstood what I meant...

Otter thought that had just been fun for Magnus, but now she was proven completely wrong. 
She locked onto Magnus. She only smiled at him, a warm and gentle notion. 
"You love me." She said, making it sound like a fact. This presses her to move to him, her head placed under his chin as her head rested naturally against his chest. She could feel the increase of his heart rate and she smirked.
"Pandora doesn't really like larger mammals anyway. He doesn't like sharing spotlight, so." She whistled. 
After a few lengthy seconds, the trio could hear the fox coming their way. 
"Panny, boy." She called in a sing-song voice, her eyes raise to look Magnus in the eye. "Hi there." She smirked. 

Magnus smiled as Otter nuzzled against him, wrapping his arms around her. His heart sped up some, fueled by a dual nature of damned hormones and a longing soul. As long as she was his, it didn't matter. "Hello." He kissed, the soft sensation of her lips tingling against his lips even after they parted.

Silverblood gave a small inward laugh, turning to the fox. I sense that you are more than you seem...who might you be? He saw the fox look to Otter. Do not worry, this conversation is between us only.

Otter could only smile under his hold. Her eyes delving into his after their connection. She didn't want to let go of him in this moment and she just wanted to be helt tighter. This felt so real, so right. And for once, she didn't doubt herself, knowing that what the deer had said was entirely true. 
Strange, I have yet to meet another that has powers relating to mine. I am Pandora Delite, I am Otter's gaurdian and I have been with her since the beginning of her time, however I long surpass her years. Now, tell me, why have you come to them? To get them to be together, ha! You do not understand the many things she has seen. I was sent to her by the angel Eli. He directed me to protect her until the ends of my life. And forever I will stay. I have old magic coursing through my veins, despite that she doesn't know just yet, she has a pretty good idea that I am more then a normal fox. I try to block her voices, but your power is greater then mine, plus it doesn't work when I am not with her. Anyway, Silverblood. Are you sticking around? I am not used to having someone to talk to.
The lingering silence between the four of them was starting to get under Otter's skin. 
She turned her attention back on Magnus. "I love you." She whispered, causing Pan to whip his head in her direction, a strange look on his face as they leaned in to kiss again. 
Love? He felt hurt, maybe she wouldn't be spending much time with him now. 

Magnus smiled. "I love you too." He accepted the kiss, divulging in the sweet sensation of her touch and taste. It was not entirely out of lust...rather, it was the opposite; it was the very depths of his soul wishing to know her by every means possible.

Silverblood gave a nod of respect. Angel! My word, I meet a Gaurdian! I am honored. He gave a mental laugh. As to me, I am but a humble stag with extraordinary power, given to me at my birth. As to why? Only the Creator knows. As to staying around...why not? I heard through the grapevine that this neck of the woods is where the best alfalfa grows, anyway. He then noticed Pan's look to the kissing couple. Yes, love...the Boy has great amounts of it within him, giving it liberally to her. Again, she is smart for not trusting him completely, but if she does not trust him at all, she may lose the very thing that she may need: the perfect Mate. He gave the fox a small nudge with his hoof, the animal equivalent of a human bro punching his other's shoulder in goodwill. Hey, don't worry. There is still a spot in her heart for you, too.

Otter pulled him into her, the kiss deepened to something they had never reached. It was completely full of love and want. Dire need for one another. Her fingers laced in his hair and she pulled back for a moment, breathless, then brought his face to hers again. 
"Mmm." She lightly moaned as they continued, her tongue delving into his mouth and running over his own. 
I just can't help but wonder if she may forget me when something like this happens. You should have seen them earlier. He scoffed and his tail swishes a bit restlessly. 
Anyways, I guess there is nothing we can do about it now. She has admitted her feelings, there's no stopping her.

Mangus had shallow breaths as Otter pulled away, but smiled when she pulled him in to steal the rest of it; as far as was concerned, she could have it. He would willingly give it to her. She could have it. She could have all of himself. What she wanted was hers. He felt as her tongue dived into his mouth, dancing over his own. He nimbly mimicked the dance of tongues, their oral organs turning, twisting, dancing together. It was another new sensation for him, but not at all an unpleasant one, as heard through their conjoined moans of loving pleasure. He was entraped, snared, tamed. He needed her touch, her kiss. He needed her soft lips, her body. He needed her love. He needed her.

Silverblood gave another inward laugh. I can see into minds, Pan. I do see what they did earlier. That's why I presumed them to be Mates. The stag gave a look that would seemingly accompany a smile, and would have if he had the facial muscles. And you are certainly correct; she won't stop now...and neither will Mangus. At the mention of the boy's name, Silverblood saw a look come to Pan's eyes. Silverblood gave another nudge. Don't worry, we'll make a proper Mate out of him yet. But for now...I think he's doing fine.

Otter could feel his eagerness, so she continued with her moves, sliding her legs around his waist. Her arms wrapped easily around his neck, one hand carressing his jaw, the other massaging his neck as she pressed her lips to his cheek, then down to his neck. 
She left light little nips behind as she trailed down his body to his collarbone, then used her tongue to lead back up to his ear, her mouth moving over it and her teeth grazing as her tongue slithered around his ear. 
"Your so hot." She said in a seductive voice in his ear, her hips began moving into his groin slowly, her eyes lowering to watch their bodies move, the only thing in their way were the few pieces of cloth. 
Her hands couldn't work fast enough, going to his shirt to pull over his shoulders. She pushed him to the ground then stopped, her breathing jagged and hard, her head whipping to eye Pan and the stag still in the same place. 
"Privacy?" She asked, smiling. 
Pandora groaned and galloped back into the brush. Come along. He called, as he picked up the pace. I must listen to her.

Silverblood had the smiling look slapped upon his face. Have fun~! He 'said' in a sing-songy voice, sauntering after Pan. He spoke to the fox as they walked away, still smiling. Well, I think we may have Mates on our hands. He 'chuckled', then wondered why Pan was so uptight about the two being together.

Magnus' breaths were similar to hers: jagged, hard. Full of anticipation. As she tried to practically rip his shirt off, he nibbled at her ear. "You are so beautiful," he whispered into her ear. Lord knew it was true, too. He allowed his shirt to come off, moving to the base of her neck, biting. He knew he wanted her...and she wanted him...it was mutual by their...excietment. It began to feel so natural, so right. A male, a female, alone, in love. It made sense. He began to take her shirt off, slowly, but with as much excitement and anticipation as he had before. He knew what she wanted...and she, he. A look in each other's eyes told all.