Elemental Summoner 1

by D. Levesque

  I just stare at her in disbelief.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Did God just say that the reason he gave me the English language was to see how, or what, I would do with it? And was that just a potential job offer? And is the rest of my time on Boromour the job interview? I shake my head and get back to the reason I had called up my Elemental, or at least one of the reasons. Truthfully, I doubt he would answer me anyway, knowing him.

  “So, can I ask you, are all my Elementals like you?” I ask her.

  Bridget shakes her head. “No, as I am them,” she says.

  “What?” I ask her, bewildered by her comment. “What do you mean you are them?”

  “I said I was different. More Primal. I am all of them,” she says cryptically.

  “Wait,” I say, holding my hand out as if I am talking to an actual person, who just so happens to be only half a foot tall. “You are saying that you can, what? Change to all my Elementals?”

  Bridget nods, and changes from a Fire Elemental to a blue Water one, then a clear but with a cloudy interior Air one, and then a brown one with leaves on her skin. Finally, she changes to one that is just a swirling purple-which is disorienting on the eyes-which I assume is Mind. And then she is back to her Fire one.

  I sit there for a moment and just stare at her in stupefaction. Did my Elemental just switch between all the Elementals without me asking or calling them up? Bridget simply looks at me patiently.

  “So how come I can call up all the Elementals,” I ask her, seeing if she knows this answer, “but others can only call up one?”

  “They are limited in their capacity for magic,” she says. Shit, I didn’t actually expect an answer.

  “How?”

  “Their bodies are limited. Their minds are limited,” she says, tilting her head sideways.

  “Then how am I different?” I ask Bridget. Now we are getting somewhere.

  “Your body is not real,” she says, but there is confusion in her voice.

  “Not real?” I ask her, confused myself now.

  “No, not real. Not normal. When I look at you magically, your body is not like the others,” Bridget says, waving her hand around the yurt, taking in Leeha and her family members. “You are magically charged.”

  All right, so she is saying this is not my real body, which makes sense since mine apparently is on Earth with a bullet in its head, and most likely now buried or cremated or in the morgue. So that is why I can use all the magic Elementals? Because my body is magically charged?

  “So how come you know this stuff?” I ask her, returning from my thoughts.

  “I am not sure,” she says again, confused. “It’s just there when you ask it.”

  Wait, did God just give me my own fucking talking wiki? Oh, shit, no way? I kept joking that I wish I had a damn wiki for information. But there is no way he did that. Did he? I mean, this might work out. Part of the reason I called up my Fire Elemental was to see if it had the knowledge I was looking for. If it involved magic, why not ask the magical being?

  “Do you know why Elemental Summoners are born in this world?”

  “No,” she shakes her head.

  With a sigh, I ask her the key question I was hoping to get an answer for, but it looks like Bridget doesn’t know anything. “Do you know how I can heal someone?”

  “No,” she says, sad at seeing my disappointment. “Oh wait!” she suddenly exclaims. “It just came!”

  “How do I do it!?!” I am so excited I almost shout it out loud.

  She tilts her head, and somehow I can tell that she is looking inward. She opens her mouth but then closes it again with a confused look.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask her worriedly.

  “It says I can heal through you, using all Elementals. Fire to kill something called germs. Water for blood and liquids. Air to purify. Earth for strength and stamina. And Mind to ease the pain and put to sleep if required.”

  “Oh, that isn’t bad,” I tell her.

  “That isn’t the part that is perplexing me,” she says, looking up at me. “It says that healing will cause an effect on you.” She holds up both hands quickly. “Nothing bad! Only that, hmm.” There is a pause, and I can tell she is embarrassed. How I know, I have no clue, but I just do.

  “Only what?” I ask her hesitantly.

  Shit, am I going to get the pain from the person I am healing? Like I take their pain so they can heal? Fuck, I hate pain!

  “I don’t know why, but after healing you will need to recharge by having relations,” she says, looking down at my hand.

  “What relations? As in sex?” I ask her, my mouth hanging open in shock.

  I stare at her in amazement. Did she just tell me that I can heal someone, but the cost is that once I am done, I will be horny as fuck and will need to fuck someone to recharge? Oh hell, yeah. I mean, I have Leeha. I look down at the sleeping Elf and smile.

  “Not her,” Bridget says nervously.

  “Oh shit,” I say, looking over to where Lahana is sleeping. Do I need to sleep with her mom?

  “No, not her either,” Bridget says.

  I look down at her and my eyes widen. “Hmm. But I’m not gay,” I tell her slowly.

  “No, it’s me!” she cries nervously. “Why would your God do that?” she says, and there is anger in her voice. Wait, isn’t she an Elemental?

  “Wait. How am I supposed to have sex with an Elemental, that is, and no offense meant,” I say to Bridget quickly, “less than a foot tall? And made of Fire. Or Water, or any of the other Elements?”

  “This is only my spiritual form,” she says with a sigh. “In order to become corporeal, I need to have a reason for it.”

  “But how can you have a body? And wait, for that matter, how can you have a personality? You were just called up when I came to this world!” I ask her, bewildered.

  “You can thank your God for that, I think. It seems he has given me experiences, but without the context. So I know about things, but I don’t know how I know them. I know, for example, how to be shy or be nervous. But I have never been those things before. And I will be honest with you, Alex. It’s fucking annoying!” By the end of her speech she is shaking her fists and hitting the side of her legs.

  “Whoa, whoa! It’s all right, Bridget. We will figure this out,” I tell her, trying to calm her down. What the fuck was my God thinking with this? I sigh and tell her, “Listen, it’s getting late, and I should get to bed. Can we have this discussion another time? I promise.”

  Nodding, Bridget sighs herself and says, “Yes. You should get some sleep. We can talk about it another time. Yes. That would be best.” And without me doing or saying anything, she is gone, leaving me alone with a sleeping Leeha. I shake my head and lie down next to her again, wrapping my arms around her, and before I know it, I am out.

  Feeling something soft, round, and squishy in my hand as I wake up, I smile. That is until I hear coughing, and Leeha says, “What are you doing, Alex?” in an irritated tone.

  Without opening my eyes and still half asleep, I mumble, “Sorry, I doubt your parents are up yet.

  “Oh, we are awake,” I hear Lahana say with a laugh.

  But wait. Leeha’s voice came from above me. And so did Lahana’s. I open my eyes and look at what is in front of me. I am lying on my side hugging someone, and it’s not Leeha. So who the hell am I hugging? The body in front of me is naked, with fair skin and red hair. The breast I am still holding is as large as Leeha’s.

  I look up at Leeha and say, “Who is this?”

  “I should be asking you the same thing,” Leeha says to me, crossing her arms.

  Suddenly the body in front of me groans and pushes against me. “Be quiet. I am trying to sleep.”

  That voice! I stand up faster than I thought possible and look down at the body. “Bridget?” I shout in disbelief.

  Now that I am standing up, I can see her face and much more. Bridget is lying on the sleeping mat, naked. She has long red hair c
overing part of her shoulder, but it still gives me enough of a glimpse of her large breasts. They have large brown areolas the size of silver dollars, and her nipples are erect. She has a slim body, and from my angle I can see the tuft of her pubic hair, which is the same color as the hair on her head. Leeha clears her throat again from behind me. I turn to her and she is glaring at me.

  “What? I didn’t know Bridget would be here this morning!” I tell her defensively. Wait. Why do I sound guilty?

  “Wait. You know her name? You just asked me who that was!” Leeha says with an intense stare.

  “Well, I didn’t know at first until she said something and I recognized her voice,” I tell her lamely, hearing how that sounds even to my ears.

  “Her voice? You mean you saw who it was?” she asks me, sounding unsure now.

  “No, I recognized her voice,” I tell her with a sigh, looking back down at the sleeping Elemental. Shit, how the fuck am I supposed to explain this?

  “What?” Leeha says in confusion.

  Turning back to her, I point down at the sexy naked body on the sleeping mat and say with a sigh, “That’s my Elemental.”

  “What?” Leeha says, repeating herself and looking down at Bridget.

  “Alex, how can that be an Elemental? She’s an Elf,” Leeha says.

  “What?” I say, looking back down at Bridget quickly.

  Her hair was covering her head so I didn’t really pay attention, but just peeking out of her hair is her ear. And it is the same kind of ear as Leeha has. An Elf’s ear.

  I bend down so I am closer and poke the naked shoulder of Bridget, enjoying the view of her ample bosom. She groans but doesn’t open her eyes. So I poke her again. Same results. Guess I will need to play hardball. One thing I have noticed with Leeha is that Elf ears are sensitive, so I slowly run my finger up and down her exposed ear, making her groan, but this time it’s in pleasure. Suddenly Bridget yelps and puts a hand to her ear, and she is staring up at me with wide eyes.

  “You’re awake?” I ask her with a smile. She nods at me.

  “Care to tell me what is going on?” I ask her. “Why are you here in that body?”

  “You don’t like it?” she asks me shyly.

  “Oh, I like it very much,” I tell her with a smile. “But Bridget, how are you here in a body? You’re my Fire Elemental. You know? About that small?” I tell her, holding my hand out in front of her face and placing my other hand about half a foot above it. “Red. Fire looking?”

  “Yeah, well, I wanted to be closer,” she says with a pout, sitting up.

  As she changes position, I see that her breasts are amazing. Different from Leeha’s, but still amazing. They are larger than Leeha’s, I think. The handful I had felt was softer too. Leeha’s, while large, were firm.

  “Be closer to me? But why?” I ask her, more curious than confused at this point.

  “Well, because I got to thinking of that having sex with you thing,” she says, looking down at her lap, “and I wanted to try it.”

  “Alex, what the fuck is she talking about?” Leeha says in a silent and dangerous voice.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  I turn around and see that Leeha is glaring daggers at me. Yeah, I can’t blame her, really. I would be livid as well if she was suddenly lying next to some naked guy who was saying what Bridget was saying.

  “So, the sex part is sort of an odd thing,” I chuckle awkwardly. “So I found a way to heal your brother. Actually, I found a way to heal using magic.”

  “What?” Leeha says, suddenly rushing up and grabbing my elbows. “You can heal him?” she asks me passionately.

  “Yeah, but there is a price,” I tell her.

  “What is it?” Leeha says. Then she looks down quickly at Bridget and she must connect the dots. “Wait! In order to heal, you need to have sex with her?” she says incredulously.

  “Not quite,” Bridget says from the floor. “Alex can heal, but thanks to his God, who must have some sick sense of humor, he needs to recharge his energy afterward. And the way to do that is to have sex with me.” She holds up her hand just as Leeha is about to say something. “And don’t ask, because I have no idea how that’s supposed to work. All I know is Alex heals and recharges by having sex with me. If not, within a week he will not be able to move.”

  “But what was that thing you said about how you wanted to have sex with Alex?” Leeha says, glaring down at her.

  Bridget looks up at me and asks, “Should I be telling her about me?”

  Nodding, I say, “If there’s anyone I trust, it’s her. Go ahead.” I realize it’s true. I trust Leeha, even with this, which I am sure I need to keep secret. I look at her parents, who are also looking on, and ask both Lahana and Maxil, “Can you both keep this secret as well, please?”

  “Of course!” Lahana says with a smile.

  “You can count on us, Alex,” Maxil says. “For what you gave our son, we will take your secrets to our grave.”

  “Don’t be so morbid, Dad!” Leeha says, rolling her eyes. “A yes or a no would have sufficed.” Then she turns her attention back to Bridget. “So what happens if Alex heals and doesn’t have sex with you? And how do we know you aren’t just some Elf who came into our home?”

  Bridget stands up, still fully naked, and says, “I can prove it. Let me answer your second question first. Alex, I need you to call up an Elemental, please,” she tells me with a smile, although it’s taking an effort to look at her face while she’s standing there naked and all I want to do is gaze downward.

  “Hmm. All right. Let’s not try burning the tent, so not fire. Water,” I say. Suddenly, standing in front of us is Bridget, but she is made of water!

  “Fucking hell!” I blurt out in surprise.

  Turning to me, Bridget smiles, but her features are made of water so it looks odd. “Can I touch you?”

  “Of course!” she says, coming closer. I point my finger at her chest, just below the neckline, expecting my finger to pass right into her, but instead I feel resistance.

  “You’re solid?” I say in surprise.

  “Yes and no. Try again,” Bridget says with a grin. Again, I poke her, but my finger goes right into her this time, as if I had put my hand into water, and it actually feels like water. I pull my finger out, looking at it closely, and I see that it is wet.

  “Does that answer your question about whether I am really who I say I am?” Bridget asks Leeha.

  “Hmm, yes?” Leeha says, looking at Bridget in amazement.

  “Alex, can you cancel it, please?” Bridget says, turning back to me.

  “Oh. Hmm. Water,” I say. Then Bridget is standing in front of us, naked again.

  “Mom, can you get her some clothes, please? Dad, stop ogling,” Leeha tells him with a smirk.

  “I wasn’t ogling,” he tells her defensively.

  “Yes you were, dear,” Lahana tells him with a laugh. “Let me get those clothes,” she says and heads back towards their sleeping area.

  “I wasn’t ogling,” Maxil says, looking at me. “I was admiring,” he continues with a nod, but he winks at me.

  “Here,” Lahana comes back and passes Bridget some clothes.

  Bridget takes them with a smile and puts them on. They’re nothing fancy. The top is made of leather, and the skirt is a soft material. Both are different shades of brown, with the top being a lighter shade. Once she is dressed, she straightens up. I realize that Maxil and I had not turned away while she got dressed. Fuck me. We are perverts. Good to know my new father-in-law is somewhat like me, I think with a chuckle.

  “Now,” Bridget says, looking at Leeha. “Your first question. What would happen to Alex if he healed someone but did not recharge after? He would be good for a week, but then he would start to feel intense pain from the energy drain after that.”

  “Do you mean his power?” Leeha asks her.

  “No, his energy. It’s hard to describe. He seems to be the only one who has it. When I look at Alex, I see th
ese points on his body that contain balls of energy. With my aid, he would use them to heal. But he needs to replenish them.”

  “Wait, are you talking about Chakra points?” I ask her in disbelief.

  “What’s that?” Bridget asks me curiously.

  “How many of those balls of energy do you see? Seven?” I ask her.

  “Yes!” she says in surprise.

  “And do they run from here to here,” I ask her, pointing to my head and going down my body to my groin.

  “So you can see them too?” she says excitedly.

  “No,” I tell her with a sigh. “On my world, we have this thing we believe in, or some people believe in, about energy points in our body,” I tell her, frowning. Shit. How did my world know about that?

  “Well, when you heal, the energy comes from there. And you need to refill it. Otherwise, it can be very painful, and you can even die.”

  “Die?” says Leeha worriedly.

  “Only if you don’t refill it,” Bridget says, nodding at her.

  “Alex, if you are going to heal my brother, you need to make sure to recharge,” Leeha tells me, looking at me hard.

  “What?” I tell her.

  “I said,” she starts, but I hold up my hand. Did she just say I can have sex with someone else?

  “Did you just tell me to have sex with someone other than you?” I ask her slowly.

  “Of course,” she says, nodding. “If you are going to heal, you need to recharge, as I don’t want you to die.”

  “Sex. With another person?” I ask her, just to make sure I am hearing what I think I am.

  “Yes,” she tells me, confusion now evident on her face. “What’s confusing about it?”

  “Leeha, you are asking, no wait, telling me to have sex with someone else,” I tell her pointedly.

  “Ah,” she says with a laugh. “I forgot about how it was on your world. Alex, we talked about this. It’s not the same here. My father at one point had a second wife, and my mother had a wife as well. I am all right with you having other partners, remember?