"What happened? Why did you do that?" she asked as she popped her head outside the entryway.
Specca got up and adjusted her glasses, then looked to see Daniel blinking a few times.
"Daniel, are you alright?" she asked softly. He nodded and looked to her with a small smile.
"Yeah, I'm fine. How about you?" he asked. She smiled and looked down timidly.
"I'm quite alright, thank you for catching me," she said bashfully. Daniel chuckled as he rubbed his gut. He didn't plan on catching her at all during the commotion, but wasn't going to speak against it. Specca looked around then towards the front of the cabin.
"Hey, what happened?" she called out.
"Oh my god," Triska said covering her mouth with her hand, her expression of horror.
"Get back inside, move," Alyssa hushed as she quickly threw the teen back with a magical force. Triska tumbled back as the others watched with surprise, the girl crashing into them with a grunt. Alyssa looked back and held a finger to her lips.
"Nobody make a sound, especially you, Daniel," she ordered in a hushed tone. Triska slowly sat up while rubbing her head as Alyssa looked back ahead.
"What's going on, what's out there?" Specca asked quietly. Triska got up on her knees while watching the front entrance with wide eyes. She blinked then quickly pushed Daniel aside against the wall.
"Keep quiet, Daniel," she urged quietly. Daniel looked at her puzzled as Alyssa was looking around at something with worried eyes. Specca crawled forward and peeked out the entrance, the nixie jumping with a short yelp before covering her mouth. Alyssa pushed her back as she took hold of the reins again.
"Specca? What is it?" Daniel asked. Triska quickly held a hand over his mouth and shushed him as Specca moved back towards them. Squeak looked at them cautiously then towards the front as Alyssa snapped the reins, the witch grabbing hold of her staff and holding it while she sat in the middle of the front seat. She glanced back and tapped her staff twice on the floor, in doing so causing a blanket to float up and cover the entryway like a curtain.
Daniel slowly moved Triska's hand and glanced to her.
"What is it?" he whispered. Triska looked at Specca who was glancing to her with wide eyes.
"Witches," Triska said quietly.
"A lot of them," Specca added nervously. Daniel looked at them puzzled as did Squeak.
"Witches? But why is that a bad thing? We need to talk to Alyssa's kind as well," he pointed out. Specca shook her head and looked over to him.
"I don't think you want to talk to them right now," she warned quietly. He looked at her confused as Triska shook her head as well.
"Why not?" Daniel asked quietly.
"Because… they're… busy," Triska said nervously.
Alyssa held the reins for Lucky in one hand while holding her staff in the other, looking down slightly so her hat concealed the view of most of her face. Lucky trotted along at a slow pace, pulling the caravan down the dirt road while Alyssa glanced around carefully.
"Busy with what?" Daniel asked quietly.
That's when he heard it, as did everybody else in the cabin; the voices of little girls laughing and giggling, along with men who were groaning and screaming. Triska glanced to Daniel and shook her head.
"Not what… who," she said quietly. Daniel looked at her with caution then surprise. Triska nodded as Squeak slowly moved forward and peeked out from behind the blanket. She jumped as she saw what was outside, watching with wide eyes as she realized why now would be a very bad time for Daniel to make himself known.
Alyssa kept a sharp eye out around her while Lucky trotted along the trail. The path continued on through the area with a few hills and trees seen close by. There were also a few carriages and wagons nearby along the sides of the road, all of them torn apart and smoking while a few were on fire still. There were bodies of women and young girls, all lying strewn about with some of them having burn marks across their bodies while others were strangled and strung up in the trees by vines and colorful ribbons. A few horses were lying about as well, the animals having been twisted and scorched.
And around the destroyed remains of the human travelers were a dozen witches, all of them giggling and laughing playfully. Some of them had witches hats of various colors and shapes while others had styled hair with colorful ribbons and jewels. Some wore ragged skirts and shirts while others had more colorful and delicate clothing. Some had staves with various ornaments while a few had twisted wands that looked like sticks with strange gems at the ends of them.
And all of them were busy with the human men that they had ambushed, all of them engaging in carnal acts of lust. Some of the young witches had their victims charmed and under their control, while others merely tied down and subdued their prey so they could watch everything the monsters were doing to them. One of the witches was riding atop a man as he smiled lovingly at the girl, his mind having been hexed by the monster into loving her like no other. Another man was yelling and groaning as a witch had her way with him, riding atop his hardened member while his arms and legs were held down by vines that that had colorful flowers blooming on them. Another witch was being ridden from behind as she was bent over a broken axel of one of the carriages, the man riding the girl in a blissful state from her magic and unaware that his deceased wife's body was two feet to his left lying on the ground with a broken neck. Another man tried to scramble away before two witches caught him, with one hoisting him up with her levitation magic while the other started stripping off his clothes with playful giggles. He screamed and thrashed around until the witch threw him down onto the ground, before the other quickly mounted him. Before he could push her off his arms and legs were held down by the other witch's magic, the man unable to move as the young looking monster started riding him with cheers and moans.
Alyssa glanced around at seeing her kind raping and manipulating the humans on either side of the path nearby, all of the witches seeming to be enjoying themselves while not all of the men were. She remembered how she had once behaved like they did, charming and capturing men to mate with, forcing them into giving her their seed without any regret or remorse.
'I really was a monster before… it was a miracle I found somebody like Daniel in my life.'
As Lucky trotted along the path a few witches stopped and glanced over curiously, some of them still being ridden from behind while others bounced a few more times atop their prey before looking at the passing caravan. One of the witches stifled back a moan as she felt herself and her human prey climaxing, the girl looking down to the man as he wearily stared up at the sky. He wasn't charmed during his time as the witch's plaything, rather he was held down by hands made of coarse stone coming from the ground that kept a firm grip on his arms and legs, and was drained of strength after the constant violation he was enduring. The witch smirked and slowly stood up, holding a hand down between her legs as she giggled playfully. She then looked over to another witch that walked over, the new monster eyeing the man with a hungry smile.
"This one may have a bit more in him, you can take what's left," the first witch offered before straightening out her skirt. The other nodded with a seductive smile then promptly straddled the man. She pulled down her underwear and slid him into her as he groaned and shook his head shakily.
"No… more…" he said weakly. She giggled then leaned down and kissed him, her hands holding his head gently as she started humping him steadily. He groaned weakly into her kiss as the girl kept riding him, her hips moving constantly as she moaned happily. The first witch chuckled then walked over onto the path in front of the horse and caravan. Lucky stopped with a grunt as Alyssa glanced up at the witch while keeping her face mostly hidden under her hat.
"Hello there, sister, where are you off to?" the witch asked with a coy smile.
"Just passing through," Alyssa said casually. The other witch nodded and held out her hand, summoning her staff over to her. It was a wooden staff with raven's skull on the end, the ornament havin
g a few blue and yellow crystals hanging from the end with colorful ribbons. The witch giggled and waved around with her staff.
"Care to join us? There's still some left in these humans, it's a lovely witch’s playground here," she offered with a laugh. Alyssa glanced over and saw a witch being ridden on her hands and knees while the man was smiling blissfully down at her, the girl grunting and moaning loudly as she smiled happily. Near them another witch was riding atop a man who was bound down by black and blue ribbons, the human screaming while the witch laughed playfully as she kept bouncing up and down on him. Alyssa held in her growl of discontent then shook her head.
"No, thank you, now if you'll excuse me I have to be going," she said looking back at the witch. The monster looked at her carefully then walked around the horse towards the side of the caravan.
"Really? You don't want a free go with them? How come, it's not every day you're offered a seed from a human so easily you know," she inquired raising an eyebrow. Alyssa nodded and smirked a bit.
"I know, but I just got done with a human not too long ago, and now I need to be on my way again. Thank you for the offer though, sister," she said glancing to the girl. The witch looked at her carefully.
“Why pass up the chance to get even more seeds inside of you? You know every little bit helps,” she asked cautiously. After a moment of uneasy silence Alyssa spoke up, looking down with her hat hiding her eyes.
“That’s none of your concern. Now, if you’ll kindly be on your way, I have someplace I need to be,” she said firmly. The other witch looked at her for a moment then shrugged.
"Very well, your choice," she said before walking off to the side, smiling with a hungry eye as she approached a man that was sitting against a tree with his arms bound above him with colorful ribbons. He shook his head fearfully as his legs were held down by twisted roots, crying out as the witch walked towards her next victim. She licked her lips and proceeded to yank off his pants as Alyssa snapped the reins and got Lucky moving again, looking down still and closing her eyes as she heard her kind raping the men they had captured after ambushing and killing the women of the travelers. Inside the cabin Daniel and the other girls kept quiet while remaining still with worried expressions, all of them hearing the sounds of humans being used by witches as breeding tools.
“No! No stop!” a man cried out.
Alyssa cringed slightly as she kept looking down with closed eyes.
“C’mon, give me more! Fill me up, pretty please, hee hee!” a witch giggled.
Alyssa bared her teeth slightly, feeling her chest ache.
“Hey, this one’s dead, can we play with that one yet?” another called out.
Alyssa trembled as she struggled not to scream or cry, mortified that she too was once like the other witches out there.
“Haha, this one’s got a lot in him! Yay!” a witch cheered out.
Daniel and the group glanced to each other inside the cabin with worried expressions, all of them then looking down as the caravan made its way through the area at a slow pace so not to draw attention. Alyssa whimpered quietly as she sat at the front seat, shaking her head slightly while Lucky continued to trot along. Slowly the sounds of men screaming and witches giggling died down and vanished, only to be replaced by the steady footsteps of the horse along with the creaking of the wooden wheels that rolled along the trail. After a while the blanket dropped down as Alyssa kept looking down with closed eyes, the others looking over to her as she remained quiet. She whimpered quietly and trembled, sitting in silence as she held onto the reins for Lucky. The group glanced to each other then back to the witch as they traveled further away from the view of her kind being true monsters.
After an hour of traveling in silence Lucky eventually came to a stop in a clearing next to a small wooded area. There was an old dilapidated cottage along with a skeletal frame of a carriage next to the woods as well as a small wooden fence in front of the building. The group watched Alyssa with worry as she slowly stood up while keeping her eyes downward.
“Alyssa?” Daniel asked gently. Alyssa trembled then hopped off of the caravan, slowly walking over towards the cottage while Lucky started to eat some of the tall grass next to him. Daniel stood up and moved towards the front of the cabin, watching as Alyssa slowly headed over to the building and walked inside.
“Those poor humans,” Specca said softly while looking down.
“There wasn’t anything we could have done, we would have been outnumbered and taken down without a sweat,” Triska reasoned while shaking her head. Squeak looked down with a quiet squeak, showing a concerned expression. Daniel sighed then sat back down against the wall.
“Poor Alyssa,” he said softly.
“Poor Alyssa? I think we should feel more sympathy for those men that were being raped and the women and children that were killed back there,” Triska pointed out, looking at him with disbelief. Daniel nodded and looked up as the girls all watched him curiously.
“I do, I feel so sorry for them. To be used like that, violated, killed. I hope their suffering won’t last long, I do. But think how Alyssa feels as well, seeing her own kind doing that when she’s out here trying to help humans and monsters coexist,” he said softly. The girls looked at him curiously then towards the entryway of the cabin.
“Those other witches… they’re just following their nature. Just as all monsters do. I hate how they treat humans like that, but at the same time, I can’t hate them. I can’t, you can’t hate somebody for following their nature; they can’t help it. It’s the only way they know how to live,” he reasoned. Triska opened her mouth to speak then paused, then looked down as she thought about that. Daniel shook his head then looked down with a distant gaze.
“Seeing her own kind doing that, acting like real monsters, probably reminded her how she used to be. She was once like that, following her nature without a second thought,” he said sympathetically. Triska slowly nodded then glanced to the entryway of the cabin. She remembered very well how Alyssa was when they first met her. The witch had effortlessly separated her from Daniel and attempted to use him as a breeding tool, following her nature without any remorse or regret. Even Squeak was guilty of that burden, having used human men in the past to slake her inner nature while testing for those worthy enough to be used by her queen. They were only doing what their nature told them to do, living the only way they knew how to.
After a while of uneasy silence Daniel looked towards the entryway of the cabin.
“I’m going to go talk to her, to see if she’s alright,” he said as he started to sit up. Triska glanced to him then towards the entryway.
“No,” she said as she sat up, holding Daniel’s shoulder and shaking her head.
“I’ll go talk to her. You wait here,” she said as she moved towards the front of the cabin.
“Triska?” he asked as the group looked at her curiously. She glanced to him then looked forward again.
“I need to have a talk with her, Daniel, just let me handle this,” she said getting out and hopping off. She walked towards the old building while Specca and Squeak looked out the entryway and watched her with concern.
“Should Triska really be the one to talk to Alyssa when she’s upset? I mean those two don’t really seem to get along at all,” Specca asked looking to Daniel with worry. He nodded then looked down.
“Please, Triska, don’t start a fight with her now,” he voiced quietly.
Triska walked towards the cottage with a blank expression, her hair flowing gently behind her as she glanced around at the surrounding area. The place seemed to be abandoned a long time ago, still she was being cautious what with the less than friendly monster encounters they had seen that day. She walked up towards the doorway of the cottage and looked inside. The interior was dusty and had cobwebs along with weeds around the floorboards and walls. The ceiling had most of the wooden beams missing as sunlight was coming through. There was an old worn couch and fireplace that was dark and dusty, a table an
d a broken chair off to the side, and a witch who was sitting on her knees crying quietly on the floor, facing away from the door as she was holding her staff at her side while her other arm was over her eyes. Triska looked at the witch for a moment then walked in, the footstep causing the floor to creak slightly. Alyssa quickly glanced back to seeing Triska there, the witch’s eyes watery as she glared at her.
“Go away, Triska, I’m in no mood to talk to you right now,” she said sternly before looking away again.
“Fine, you don’t need to talk, you can just listen,” Triska said simply.
“Get out, Triska! You’re the last person I want to hear anything from right now!” Alyssa yelled out. She choked back her sobs as she heard footsteps approaching her from behind, growling as she clutched her staff.
“I said get out now!” she yelled as the relic glowed with an orange hue. Green vines started to slink up through cracks in the floor as Alyssa trembled. The footsteps got closer, the witch baring her teeth as her eyes glowed a purplish hue.
“Dammit, I said get out!” she raged as she spun around, holding her staff out with a glare. Triska stopped suddenly as her sword sprung out of her sheath and spun around, the blade spinning around and stopping in front of her neck. Triska kept looking at Alyssa with a calm gaze as her sword hovered in front of her throat.
“Do you hear me? Get out and leave me alone!” Alyssa yelled with tears falling from her cheeks. Silence filled the cabin as neither girl moved an inch. After a pause Triska smiled a bit.
“It’s ok,” she said softly. Alyssa looked at her with frustration as Triska just smiled at her.
“It’s ok, Alyssa,” she said again.
“No it’s not! No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not!” Alyssa yelled out while shaking her head.
“Yes it is, Alyssa,” Triska said gently. Alyssa stood up as she glared at her, holding her staff out as it glowed with an orange hue.
“Just shut up! For once in your goddamned life shut your stupid mouth!” she yelled out.
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