GhoulSpawn, or rather the Thullid living in his body, sat at the table with Quaraun and Unicorn, but sat with his hands in his lap, glumly staring at the food before him and not touching it.
"Why is ya no eating, Ghouly?" Unicorn asked.
"I want to go home."
"Ya is home."
"Let me leave."
"Have ya anot'er home?"
"He's been living in a cave," Quaraun explained to Unicorn. "Ever since he was implanted. The Thullid knows the cave as 'home', not Black Tower."
"I used t alives in a cave," Unicorn said. "Caves is nice."
Unicorn slide a jar of honeycomb, dripping with golden honey, in front of GhoulSpawn.
"I'm not hungry," GhoulSpawn said.
"Yes ya is. And ya likes honey. I got that just for ya. Yis going t'rough tough time right now. I gots ya that to cheer ya up. I got stung by lots of bees getting that for ya."
Unicorn paused to think about his encounter with the bees.
“Huh? Ya know. I never been stung to death by bees. I found me a new way to die! Oh joy. Remind me to do that tomorrow.”
“Do what?” Quaraun asked.
“Find a bee hive, smash it up and let them sting me to death.”
Quaraun stared at Unicorn. There was so many things he wanted to say, but he couldn’t think of which one to say first. He wasn’t given the chance to say any of them though, as GhoulSpawn spoke up first.
"Please let me go."
Unicorn looked over at Quaraun.
"I remembers anot'er Elf saying that to me. Long time past. I caught him and kept him. And him just kept saysing it over and over again: 'Please let me go.' Him were hurt and I was trying to take cares of him, but him was so scared, him did not see it that way. Finally one day, I realize, it did no matter, how much I cared about him, how much I kept him warm and safe and fed and dry from the weather, him were like bird in cage, never more allowed to fly in the sky. I took care of him, but I also took hims freedom and so all he would do, was sit on the floor and say over and over again: 'Please let me go.' Broke my heart to see him so sad. So I let him go."
"What happened to him?" GhoulSpawn asked.
"He missed me. About a year later, he came back, invited me to go live with him. He didn't have a house at the time, so we just wandered around, until we found this lighthouse, moved in, and painted it pink."
"Quaraun was your prisoner?"
"When will you bring back the doors?" GhoulSpawn asked Quaraun.
"When I'm sure you won't run away,” Quaraun answered.
"I am your prisoner?"
"No. You are ill. I don't want you getting hurt. In here you're safe. Out there you'll die."
"Let me go."
"No. Come. It's getting dark. It's time for bed."
Quaraun took his cane and used it to stand up.
"Elves don't sleep."
"No. But Thullids do."
"You seek to get me in a trap."
"I'm a Thullid like you,” Quaraun said. “I seek to rest. I am injured. Remember? I need to rest."
"Where are you injured?"
"My leg. It's crippled. Thus the cane? I can't walk good any more. I can't run to chase you. You could easily outrun me and get away. Thus no doors."
GhoulSpawn moved closer to Quaraun and grabbed the wizard's arm.
"It scares you."
GhoulSpawn examined the gold finger armour on Quaraun's hands.
"Your hands are crippled too. It's why you wear these. You can’t use your hands well. I remember you telling the Elf this."
"The Elf had a name."
"I'm not GhoulSpawn."
"Has any one given you a name yet?"
"No," he said sadly letting go of Quaraun's hand. "I am alone. I have no one."
"You have me. I am your medusa, remember?"
Quaraun placed his hand lovingly on GhoulSpawn's face.
"I am stronger then you..." GhoulSpawn said to himself, looking at his hands and realizing how very small Quaraun was.
"Yes. You are... arragh!"
Quaraun let out a yelp of fear as GhoulSpawn swung the Elf around, pulled him close and squeezed his arm around the frail Elf's chest crushing his ribs into his lungs so he couldn't breath.
"Please don't!" Quaraun begged as the strong Half-Elf -Demon squeezed tighter.
Unicorn jumped up to attack, but Quaraun stopped him.
Unicorn watched and waited.
GhoulSpawn held Quaraun tighter and tighter, testing to see how much he could hurt the Elf, how far he could go before the Elf fought back or the Lich stopped obeying the Necromancer. It was becoming difficult for Quaraun to breath, but still he held Unicorn back with a mind control spell that kept the Lich from moving forward. But it required the Necromancer the remain conscious in order to control the Lich and soon as Quaraun passed out, Unicorn lunged at GhoulSpawn's throat.
The Half Elf let go of Quaraun. The Elf slumped to the floor. He was only unconscious for a few seconds. Dazed and gasping, Quaraun pushed himself up to his knees and tried to catch his breath. He looked around, trying to gain his bearings and saw Unicorn on top of GhoulSpawn, pummeling him.
"Stop!" Quaraun commanded, stretching his hands out in their direction, freezing them both.
Quaraun struggled with the cane, trying to get back up. Then he pulled Unicorn away from GhoulSpawn then unfroze them both.
"Well ya stop doing t'at ta me!" Unicorn snarled viciously at Quaraun, putting his face in Quaraun's so that their noses were touching.
Quaraun shivered in fear and backed away from the angry Lich.
"I didn't want you to kill him," Quaraun stammered fearfully.
"He was gonna kill ya, ya stupid dolt."
"That's how you killed the Sun Elves," GhoulSpawn said, backing away from Quaraun with dread terror in his eyes.
"What? No. I didn't kill the Sun Elves," Quaraun said.
"Yes you did. The Half Elf lied to you. He lied a lot. He was too scared of you to tell you the truth. You killed the Sun Elves. He's the only one who lived, because he's the only one you didn't freeze. You said the spell would wear off but it didn't. They starved to death. He tried to save them. He tried to undo your spell and set them free. But he couldn't. He didn't know you were a Thullid. He did know you were a Psyon. He thought you were using magic spells. He didn't know you were using mind control."
"He didn't know I was a Thullid."
"I can fight you with that."
"No you can't. No Thullid can match me. I'm an Elder Brain. I didn't enter this Elf as a larvae like you. I was already thousands of years old. I can control any Thullid in range of me."
"Than why didn't you fight back."
"Just now? I wanted to see what you'd do." Quaraun held a hand against his chest. "I think you broke some ribs. Damn you're strong."
"I'm a lot stronger then you."
"Psychically no. But physically, yes. It was initially why I submitted to GhoulSpawn the first time he made sexual advances to me. I did not have the strength to push him away and I didn't know him well. I didn't know if he'd hurt me to get what he wanted. It was easier to let him take what he wanted."
"Why didn't you use your psychic powers on him?"
"Uhm... I... I didn't really want him to stop... I like being raped. I'm not sure why. And I like beautiful things. You've in one hell of a gorgeous body."
"Yis being a slut again," Unicorn snarled.
"I still like you better then him," Quaraun said to the Phooka. "You've got a barbed penis. Two of them. Both capable of knotting. And fact that you're undead you never get tired, you can fuck me every five minutes all day long. Ain't no one ever gonna beat you out of first place in bed. You really have nothing to be jealous of any one else about. I am never gonna not want sex with you."
"Then why ya need him?"
"Only thing better then one good lover in bed with me, is two good lovers in bed with me at the same time. Do you have any idea, how much I want both of you inside of me at once."
"Ya've any idea how much t'at'll hurt?"
"Yeah. Why do you think I want it. The more it hurts, the more I like it."
"Yis a crazy Elf."
"I could force you to bring back the doors," GhoulSpawn interrupted.
"By hurting me? Unicorn would kill you."
"Let me go."
"I could kill you in your sleep."
"Yes. You could. I am old and frail and weak. You are young and big and strong. I don't trust you to not try to hurt me in my sleep. You keep trying to hurt me and I'll lock you in a cage in the dungeon. Make you sleep on cobblestone with no hay and no blankets. See how long you like that."
"You want to hurt me."
"No. I want you to fuck me. I liked being fucked by GhoulSpawn. I don't like that you killed him and took his body. But since you did and I can't do anything about it, I'd like you to just keep right on being him for me."
Quaraun waved a hand over his head and the spiral metal staircase to the fifth floor bedroom reappeared.
"I'm tired. He's horny. We're going to bed. You're coming with us. Go!"
Quaraun pointed to the stairs and waited for GhoulSpawn to go up them.
"What if I don't?"
Quaraun sighed and let his hand fall to his side.
"Unicorn, take us upstairs."
Before GhoulSpawn could say anything, the room around him vanished, instantly replaced by the elaborate pink bedroom of the Necromancer.
"You did that before," GhoulSpawn said pointing an accusing finger at Unicorn. "How do you do that?"
Unicorn shrugged. He didn't feel like talking to this new GhoulSpawn. He didn’t like the old GhoulSpawn and he was liking the new GhoulSpawn even less.
"It's called Blinking," Quaraun answered. "Or Shimmering. Or Fae Step. Most Faeries can do it. Younger ones can only move a few feet and only themselves. Older ones can move quite some distance with practice. More advanced ones can brings a person with them if they are touching them. Ancient ones, like Unicorn can move between rooms, villages, even countries and take people with them without touching them. Like he just did."
"The door is gone."
"Yes it is. I don't want you running away while I'm asleep."
"I could kill you in your sleep."
"Well that would be a really smart move on your part, wouldn't it? No doors. No windows, No food. No way out. Then you'd be stuck here forever. Starve to death, alone in this tower."
"I could just leave without you keeping me here."
"The door won't come back with me dead. How would you get out?"
“I’ll jump out a window.”
“From the top of a lighthouse?”
GhoulSpawn looked around.
"The windows are gone too."
"Don't want you jumping out. At this height, you'd break both legs, if you lived through the fall at all. Jaggard cliffs on one side, raging ocean on the other. You’d be smashed on the rocks or drown in the ocean, or both."
"What am I supposed to do while you sleep?"
"You sleep in bed with us."
GhoulSpawn stared at the bed, his yellow eyes growing wide as he stared at the giant pink ruffled four poster bed.
"Why would I do that?"
"You always did."
GhoulSpawn's yellow eyes left the bed and now stared at Quaraun.
"I am not your friend."
"You're in his body."
"That does not make me him."
"Then why treat me like I'm him?"
"You can learn to be him. Just as I learned to be the Elf I live in. It's not hard."
"You want me to be the Elf who died?"
"Yes. I do."
"I loved him. He was one of my lovers. He was one of my favourite lovers. He was my favourite lover after Unicorn."
"He was your family?"
"Yes. Do you not remember?"
"I remember. I remember he liked touching you. He liked being touched by you. He was scared of Unicorn. And every thing scared him. He had many females. Elves. Humans. Demons. He liked touching them too. He liked being touched. He was scared of their fathers and husbands. The girls he bedded with were too young to be made pregnant or already married so he didn't have to take responsibility for the offspring he made. He had a wife in every town. Left every one of them soon as they got pregnant. He just liked being touched. He didn't want to be a father. He preferred very young girls, because there was no chance of making them pregnant and they didn't know what he was doing to them. He thrilled over the secrecy. He loved the sense of danger of bedding little girls. You thought him innocent. He was not. He was a pedophile and rapist. A grave robber and a thief. Necrophiliac. Couldn’t stop stealing sheep. Kidnapper and a child molester. He was not a good person. He hid a lot of things from you. He hid sheep from every body. He ran from village to village, never had a place to call home, because he kept getting caught by fathers and husbands, in bed with their daughters and wives. When he didn't have any one else, he had his pockets full of sheep."
GhoulSpawn pulled a sheep out of one of his many dozens of pockets that were far bigger on the inside.
"What do think he keep things things in his pockets for?"
Quaraun tried not to laugh. The sheep bleated. GhoulSpawn stuffed it back in his pocket.
"Your friend was a deviated sheep loving pervert."
Unicorn couldn't help but laugh.
"We kinda knews t'at about him," Unicorn said. "Him were always trying to hide them sheep. Even when we saw him with them, him still swear up and down him had no sheep. Poor Ghouly. Him did like his sheep a bit too much."
"And you want me to be HIM?"
"Well," Quaraun smiled, trying not to laugh. "You don't have to fuck sheep like he did. Unless you want to. I certainly can't judge you if you did, considering what I do."
"You like letting horses fuck up your ass."
"Yes, I do. Ghouly had his sheep. I have my double dicked Unicorn."
"You're both deviated perverts."
GhoulSpawn keep backing up until he hit the wall, and then slid to the floor and watched as the two lovers tore into each other with a rabid passion.
This novel was originally written on: 2012
This page last updated on: April 09, 2017
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