Gloria got up out of the bed and looked around. “Where is my purse?” she asked.
“In the dumpster somewhere about seven miles from here,” Britney said with a smug attitude.
Gloria walked over to the small fridge, opened it, and saw the bottle of soda. She pulled it out and drank it down. “You should learn some respect for other people’s property,” Gloria said with the same tone.
Britney folded her arms across her chest. “What the hell are you doing, Gloria? You haven’t been home in weeks. Bobby went looking for you and some guy that a friend of his knows said that he fucked you with another man. You call him and talk some crazy shit then you hang up and won’t answer the phone. Stanley told me how you acted when you were on drugs. William calls and said you were dancing in Frances’ restaurant and you left with some man. Stanley gave his life and this…”
Gloria rounded on her and pointed a finger at her. “I didn’t ask him to, damn you.”
Britney sprang to her feet. “It’s called love, you stupid bitch. He gave his life so you could keep yours. He protected you and your son. What did you do? Throw away everything he died to protect.”
Gloria stormed to her and stopped just inches from her. “He did it because of the curse, you stupid bitch.”
“You fucking whore,” Britney spat. “You blame all your stupid mistakes on that damn curse. You started the damn thing and took him away from his wife. Then when the curse ended, you didn’t even give him a chance to show you that he loved you. You just walked away from him. What did you do? Turn to drugs and start fucking anything with a dick? Blamed him, didn’t you? Yeah, and even fucked his cousin. I suppose the curse made him come for you. What about Tyrone? Did he kill him for the fucking curse?”
The words that Britney said caused Gloria to backstep. “You don’t know what you are talking about,” Gloria said, her voice a little shaky. She started looking for her keys. “Where are the keys to my bike?” she said in a near frantic voice.
Britney smiled as she said, “With your purse. You have a man and kids. If you think I’m going to let you throw it all away, then you are sadly mistaken.”
Gloria’s body started to shake. “You had no right to take my things. You are going to take me to get them now,” Gloria demanded.
Gloria shook her head slightly as she started to feel a tingling inside her. Britney took a step forward. “You’re my bitch. You fuck who I tell you to fuck. Seems like that is the life that you want to live. You will never do drugs again. You understand me?”
Gloria drew her hand back and went to punch Britney. Britney moved and slapped Gloria upside the head. Gloria turned to square off with her and felt a hard blow to the stomach that knocked the wind out of her. She bowed over, and Britney grabbed the bag and swung it, hitting her on the side of the head. It made her turn and stagger towards the wall. She had a dazed look on her face as she staggered forward. Britney lunged towards her, catching her in the throat with her forearm, shoving her back against the wall. It was hard for Gloria to concentrate, as the room was spinning. Britney pressed her arm harder into the throat of Gloria and said angrily, “Yeah that’s right, bitch. You forgot you can’t fight for shit when you’re stoned. But you can fuck, can’t you? You’ll fuck anything or anyone. You didn’t deserve Stanley and now you are fucking with another good man. I won’t let you kill him like you did Stanley.” Gloria’s mouth was open as she tried to speak. Her eyes rolled upwards as she felt something long hard and thick go inside her. A soft humming sound started. Her cheeks turned red as she felt something move inside her. Her eyelids lowered and she looked at Britney. Britney pressed into her neck harder. Gloria was trying to breath in. “Yeah, bitch, a sixteen-inch fucking vibrator,” Britney said with rage in her voice. Gloria rocked her hips and she squirmed. Her eyes rolled up in her head as she grabbed Britney by the hair and pulled her back. Britney released her grip on Gloria’s throat. Gloria leaned forward, gasping with a moan. Her body felt weak as she grabbed Britney’s shoulders for support.
Her eyes narrowed as Britney said, “That’s right, bitch, you’re…” Crunch! “Ouch,” Britney called out as her head went back from Gloria head-butting her. She staggered back as Gloria caught her in the jaw with a left hook that dazed her. Crunch! Blood squirted from Britney’s nose, which was bleeding from the head butt, and she staggered back even more. Gloria dropped down to one knee. Britney was momentarily dazed. Gloria was breathing hard, her hand on the dildo that Britney had dropped. Britney quickly regained her bearings and moved quickly towards Gloria. She brought her foot up to kick Gloria in the head. Just then, Gloria sprang up and swung the dildo, hitting Britney in the temple. With one foot in motion, the blow caught her off guard and knocked her off balance. Britney fell, her head hitting the floor, and she was stunned. She rolled over to her stomach and started to get up. As she did, Gloria fell, bringing up both her hands and hitting Britney in the back of the head. Britney’s head went down and connected with the floor hard. She let out a groan of pain and her body went still. Gloria couldn’t resist touching herself. She moaned out with pleasure, then she hit Britney in the back of the head. “What the fuck did you give me?” She rolled Britney over and grabbed the button of her pants and unfastened them. Britney started squirming as Gloria tore her shirt off. Britney brought her hand up and knocked Gloria over. Gloria brought her foot up to kick her in the side.Britney’s eyes opened wide as she saw her. “I’m pregnant!” Britney screamed. Gloria’s eyes opened wide and she lowered her leg. They both turned to get up fast. Once they were standing, Gloria glared at Britney and Britney wiped blood away. “You’re mine, bitch,” Britney said as she lunged towards her. Gloria grabbed Brittany and they tumbled backwards to the bed. Gloria shoved Britney to the side and started to turn and fell off the bed backwards. She hit the floor and her head was next to the wall and her legs were still on the bed. Gloria rolled to one side and started to get up and Britney wrapped her legs around Gloria. One hand went around her neck and she pulled her back as hard as she could. As Gloria came back, Britney twisted, and Gloria tumbled onto her stomach. Gloria started to shove up, when Britney hit her in the back of the head with both her hands. Gloria fell back down and was caught off guard as Britney put two fingers inside Gloria. Gloria moaned out, “Fuck me. What did you do to me?” Her body felt weak as her orgasm continued. Gloria raised her butt and Britney said, “I told you you’re my bitch.” Gloria lost all her will to fight.
Gloria’s body shook as Britney held her close. Sweat covered her forehead as she opened her eyes. Britney said, “I think we may need to get you some help, take you to a doctor or something.”
Gloria turned and faced her. “I only need you,” she said as she wrapped her arms around her, pulling her tight. She looked into her eyes and tilted her head slightly as her lips claimed hers. Britney moaned softly as Gloria grabbed her hair with one hand and scraped down her back gently with her other hand. The tickling sensation sent shivers all over her body. Britney moved her head and moaned softly into her ear. Gloria’s hand grabbed her butt and she dug her nails into it as Britney started kissing her neck. She moved over on Gloria, placing her on her back. “My turn. God, the things you done to me last night, I’m going to do to you. She slowly started down her body, kissing and licking. She got down to her stomach. Britney smiled as she took her teeth and scraped her skin,
Gloria moaned out as Britney started rubbing the bundle of nerves between her legs. “God, you are so wet,” Britney said as Gloria arched her back and squirmed. Britney kept moving downwards. Gloria lifted her legs as Britney took her clit into her mouth and started rolling it around with her tongue. Britney’s fingers went inside her. Gloria turned her head and moaned out as she fisted both hands. Her head moved up as the climax of her orgasm peaked. Her voice quivered. “Oh, fuck. I’m… I’m…” She fell back down on the bed and moaned out loud. “I’m your bitch, your fucking whore.” Her body convulsed as
she twisted sideways, arching her back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Britney moved upwards as Gloria lay breathing hard. She passionately kissed her and said, “Taste your sweet cum.” She stuck her finger in Gloria’s mouth and Gloria sucked it, rubbing her tongue all over her finger. Gloria nodded as Britney said softly in her ear. “You’re my slut and don’t you forget it.” Britney lay beside her for a few minutes and got up. “I’m going to take a shower and we’re going home.” Gloria nodded again and Britney walked to the bathroom.
As soon as Gloria heard the bathroom door close, she got up, looked at the large wet spot on the bed, grabbed her close, quickly got dressed, grabbed Britney’s keys, and swiftly went down to the parking lot. She unlocked the trunk of the car frantically, hoping that her purse was in it. A smile came to her face as she saw it. Gloria grabbed it and opened it; her wallet and keys were still inside. She placed the car keys in the glove box, walked swiftly to the motorcycle, and started it up. With tears in her eyes, she rode away.
Gloria staggered a little as she walked into the large room in the dance studio. A strange feeling came over her as she saw the old reels lying sprawled out on the floor, the projector in pieces. The case to the spear lay open and her swords lay on the floor. She walked over to the pile and knelt down. “What the hell? How did anyone find them?”
Her body stilled and stiffened as she heard, “If it isn’t the little whore that everyone wants to fuck.”
Her hand moved slowly towards one of the swords and she swallowed hard. “Who are you?” she said with as calm of a voice as she could manage.
He laughed. “A bit late for introductions. Besides, it wouldn’t do you any good to know who I am because I am going to kill you.”
Her hand grasped the sword and then her other hand grabbed the other sword and she rose. She turned to face the man. He wasn’t very big, about six foot tall. He didn’t appear to be muscular, but the way his clothes hung to his body, his frame did have the indication of being athletic. His eyes were beautiful hazel green with a hint of brown in them. His short blond hair complemented his dark eyebrows. He held the spear in his hand and the smirk that was on his face showed the confidence that he was more than capable of doing what he said.
He looked at her hands that held the swords. Her knuckles were white and the swords shook slightly, showing her fear and lack of confidence. He shook his head, making a sucking sound with his tongue inside his mouth. ‘Thu, thu, thu,’ “As hard as it was to find you, I was hoping you would at least prove yourself to be a challenge. I should’ve known better. Normally, those who are hard to find excel in hiding and not fighting.”
Gloria moved slowly, positioning herself to make a run for the door. “Why would you want to kill me? This can’t be a random thing. I’ve never seen you, so I couldn’t have possibly done anything to you.”
He nodded slowly. “No, you haven’t done anything to me personally. But you are wrong. We’ve met. But you were stoned at the time and I paid for what was one best fuckings I’ve ever had. I would’ve killed you then, but the way you were living, I figured why bother. You were doing a good enough job of securing your death on your own. It’s not personal, for me at least. Now others want you dead. I’m not sure if that is personal or not.” His eyes shifted towards the door and then back at her. “I know what you’re doing. You haven’t increased your speed. Facing me, you have a slim chance running, and you stand no chance.”
Gloria started moving slowly backwards. “If it isn’t personal, and you got a good fucking, then why?”
He moved slowly towards her, lifting the spear. “Because of what you are. Your kind should’ve never been.” He moved so fast that she nearly didn’t duck in time. She brought the swords down to block his counter attack. She spun, and her chest went forward as the pain seared her back. Then the swooping sound and another burning sensation on the back of her legs caused her to drop to her knees. Her head went back as she felt her hair tighten around his fist. “I will kill them all, starting with the brunette you fucked the other day.”
Her eyes opened wide as she saw the blade of a knife come towards her, the sharp stinging pain across her neck. Blood dripped down her throat and she coughed. He smiled. “You get to watch me leave knowing I will kill everyone you love and your children.” Her body started to fall.
Part 2
Chapter 1
The Search
Elizabeth opened her door and stood looking in disbelief. “William,” she said with indifference.
“Sorry to show up unannounced,” he said with a concerned tone.
Elizabeth stepped aside. “That’s okay. If you came to me, then it must be urgent.”
He walked in and said, “It is, and it must be kept off the record.”
“Let’s go to the kitchen and I will put on some tea,” Elizabeth said as they walked.
William followed. “I had a very realistic and crazy dream last night.”
Elizabeth laughed. “I’m not your kind of woman, William.”
His tone never changed and what he said made Elizabeth’s heart skip a beat and leap up in her throat. “What can you tell me about the dreams inside a dream?”Her voice quivered as she turned. “The dreams inside the dreams!” She swallowed as her mouth suddenly went dry. “No other prophecy has ever been mentioned more or used as much in tales than that one. Similar myths and legends are spread throughout a great many factions. If this is a joke, then it is an extremely dangerous and bad one.”
William nodded. “I assure you, Elizabeth, I have my reasons to ask.”
Elizabeth stood looking at him for a long moment, not breaking eye contact. “Your phone,” she said as she held out her hand. “We go dark on this conversation.”
“I didn’t bring it with me,” he said, expecting that.
Elizabeth turned and walked to the switch box and turned the main breaker off. Then she walked to the kitchen table and sat down across from William. “Someone like you would have a reason to want to speak about a topic like that. What the hell is going on? Why would you even dare to speak of that?”
William looked away. “Some things are best unsaid.”
“I will agree with that statement, William. But some things damn sure need to be explained, especially when it will cause a full-scale war between nearly all the supernatural factions. Even the mention of the word if spoken would cause a tortuous death for even the hint of information about it. You’re not dragging me into this fucking conversation blind,” she said in a firm tone.
William looked back at her and let out a deep breath. “Gloria went missing shortly after Stanley was buried. Two days after she was missing, I had a dream. This dream was unlike any dream I have ever had before in all my life. I saw a man who was very powerful. Stanley was holding his spear and was dressed like a White Dancer. I have no doubt in my mind that he was Dunkar. I have done some searching for the truth, but all the evidence is leading to something very vast. Out of all the people I know, you are one of the few I trust and also among the most knowledgeable.”
She sat with her gaze locked upon his. “The Dreams Inside a Dream is the most dangerous of conversions. It starts only because the end of all life accrues. Every living thing partakes in this conversion. It is referred to as evolution. It can send the most powerful of beings into extinction. It wouldn’t matter if you knew it was happening or not. Because life changes, every stage will seem like it is the physical realm. The reality is no one knows what the physical realm holds. The past is being erased and the future takes place from a certain point in time. That is about all I know apart from everything and everyone will face their greatest threats. Not many facts are known about that particular conversion. For example, Dunkar was part of the last conversion, known as the Dreams of a Dream. Very little is known about him, and in the history of the dance, his birth was recorded, but no one can say what happened to him. That would
give a good reason to believe it is happening because the future and past begin in one point of time. If the dreamers die, then so ends a great many things. The dreamers will focus on saving their kind, but is their kind that will be the greatest threat?”
“What kind of threats you talking about?”
“I don’t know, William. For starters maybe, the curse, possibly even the magic of dancing.”
William shook his head. “But why Gloria?”
Elizabeth gave him a look of shock as she sarcastically laughed. “Out of all the female dancers within the order, there is none more powerful than that woman. She has her flaws, that much is true. Her past makes her the most dangerous. She can submit just as fast as she can fight. You can’t break something that is shattered. You can’t forge that which feeds the flame. If she learned to use what she thinks to be her weaknesses with what are her strong points, that woman would be the leading woman of the order herself. I’m not even sure if the legends of Drife would stand a chance against what she would become.”
William nodded. “I suppose you could be right about that. But, Stanley, why him? Do you think he is the lead male in all this?”
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