My dark lover, a bizarre magician and stone killer

Bakktar poked Lottha with his elbow, "look at that weird
bastard, what's he up to now? And why is it he never takes
off those weird fucking glasses...even when he's asleep."

Lottha shrugged and flicked a cockroach away from his
skinny shoulder, 'I dunno what's up with the dude, first man
I've known to have a giant ass rat for a pet. I guess being
in jail and forced to work the mines can do that to a guy?"

Bakktar disagreed, "I think he's going to eat that rat. Hell,
I've heard rat is pretty damned good eating."

Lottha's expression was one of disgust. "They're good but
not raw, I don't exactly see any means of cooking the critter
around here. In fact, I don't see any comforts whatsoever if
you don't include this moldy straw they give us to lay on at
night."

"let's get some rest," Bakktar suggested. "If he wants to
stay up all night chatting with a rat I guess that's fine with
me...sure wish we had a way to cook that bastard though."

Within minutes the two half starved prisoners were snoring
loudly. Pissin lay sprawled in the corner with the big rodent
resting easily on his hairy chest. "Don't pay them no mind
Abner, I won't let those assholes eat you." Oddly enough
the rodent appeared to understand the things Pissin said,
although it wasn't exactly words he had used. The filthy
swordsman spoke with a series of weird grunts, clicks, and
low whistles. Regardless, Abner nodded as if he agreed
totally with the things he was hearing from the human. "It's
a good thing I can speak rat," Pissin said. "It looks like jerk
and major jerk are asleep, do you feel like doing a little job
for me tonight?"

The rat called Abner squeaked delightfully and then listened
carefully to Pissin's instructions. "Now take your time good
buddy, this shit is tough as twenty hells but I'm pretty sure
those teeth of yours can do some real damage to it."

Pissin stroked the furry animal's back a few times and then
Abner crept up to the human's neck. The rat bared its rather
impressive fangs as if it was about to rip a chunk of meat
from the boy's neck. Instead it nibbled cautiously on the
thick, hard thong around Pissin's neck...the one that held the
mysterious medallion. "That's it Abner, take your time, I've
got all fucking night."

Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**

They'd been in the hot springs resort town of Moboggin for
nearly two weeks and thus far they'd found not the slightest
clue as to what had happened to Pissin. Thing was, V kept
right on insisting that he could sense his brother's aura and
he was certain the boy had never left the area. That didn't
help them much. In the meanwhile they soldiered on as
best they could by whatever means possible. V didn't seem
like he would remotely consider moving on without Pissin
and Rita realized she desperately needed to find the strange
begoggled boy just as ardently, if not more. As for Dupagi, she
was having a blast working as a stripper. Rita wasn't having
quite as much fun with their new job but she had to eat; at
least until she was ready to give up completely on finding
Pissin the girl had to survive in Moboggin.

V worked as a bouncer at the same strip joint where the
girl's worked. He did more drinking than bouncing, and what
little wages he had left over were quickly lost shooting dice.
Despite all that Rita found herself liking him. When she was
up there on stage gyrating to the sounds of the three piece
band it always seemed that V's cold blue eyes would lock on
hers whenever she had the time to look around.

Rita was surprised that she didn't really mind being almost
totally nude in front of men. She did wear a thong unlike
most of the other girls, including Dupagi who enjoyed being
a world class tease and was damned good at it. Dancing
also helped Rita relax and forget some of her troubles. A
steady diet of the tavern's strong wine helped out a lot too.

Occasionally Rita had to kick a few teeth out of some booze
mad fool who managed to grab hold of her leg or ankle. One
thing would lead to another and V would wind up beating
the fuck out of the over eager drunk. The young man in
the crimson shirt soon had a reputation of being damned
good with his fists and almost as good with a sword. One
hapless fool found that out quick enough when he drew a
knife on the handsome bouncer and got his ear sliced off
real nice and clean. Everyone agreed that better an ear than
a head. None of the locals wanted any part of the mysterious
man known only as V.

Rita came to realize that V was actually a reliable friend in
most respects. She also admired the way he insisted on
keeping up the search for Pissin...despite the constant and
rather maddening frustration that had met all their best
efforts. Of course, maybe it was all because V dreaded
facing the vampire Xssurdinynexes alone. The boy admitted
to Rita that the longer he stayed in once place, the more
likely it was that Xssurdinynexes would find him. Still, he
made no mention of leaving without Pissin.

Late one night, right after finishing her shift, Rita relaxed in
the little room that she'd managed to rent. She took one
last, long drink of wine before falling back into bed, still
wearing the flimsy little outfit that served as her costume
on stage. It was barely there and also worked fine as a
nightie. She had nearly dozed off when a knock came at
the door. Rita groaned in protest before sitting up and
realizing she'd forgotten to lock the door. "Come in Dupagi,
its open..."

V entered the room and his hungry eyes fell, with more than
a little interest, Rita's firm round breasts. "I've been out and
about, asking questions about Pissin. I met this old fool
who calls himself Jeremiah. He claims that he has some
good information but he won't say shit unless I pay him two
pieces of royal silver. I...err...I'm kinda broke but I thought
you might have the cash."

"Are you sure there's really something to this and not just
another drunk looking for a fast way to get his next drink?"
Rita asked, reluctant to waste that much money on yet
another false lead. She stretched and yawned, to sleepy to
notice that her gown's strap had slipped over her shoulder
and freed one lovely breast. It wasn't like she cared that
much anymore anyhow. Everybody in the entire fucking
town had seen her naked plenty of times, at least all the men
had.

V shrugged and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "I have a weird
sort of ability when it comes to sensing things that others
can't sense. It's something that's hard to explain or even
understand but it's there. I can sense a vague link between
this old drunken fool Jeremiah and my drunken fool brother."

"Oh alright, let me get the money for you dear," Rita said.
She rummaged through her things and found two coins. She
put her hand out to V who crept closer. Rita wasn't to tired
to notice the huge bulge in the front of his trousers. Her
eyes grew large and it didn't help that it had been a while...
a damned long while. Something told her to not do it but
Rita dropped the coins in V's hand just before she touched
him where the bulge was. He suddenly froze and moaned
just the slightest bit. Encouraged, Rita kneaded the lump
and it grew even larger. V wasted no time loosening his
broad belt and letting his leggings drop around ankles.

"Oooh my!" Rita gasped. His cock was long and bobbing
madly. She gripped it tentatively at first, but seconds later
her rhythmic stroking had the boy with the long dark hair
involuntarily thrusting his hips to meet her gentle, yet firm
strokes. "I know I'm gonna hate my slutty self for this later,"
the girl whispered under her breath.

"Wh...what did you say?" V muttered, his breaths becoming
ragged. Rita guessed it'd been awhile for him too, although
she really didn't understand why such a handsome boy had
waited so long to get his balls drained in a town filled with
beautiful women who'd put out for pocket change.

He moved closer until his swollen member was mere inches
from Rita's face. She looked up at him and declared, "V, I'm
not going to suck you on a first date..." Then she giggled
foolishly, "just kidding."

The girl took the member in her mouth and sucked noisily
for several minutes until he tensed and his balls suddenly
felt hard as steel beneath Rita's sensuous touch.

"Oh, my friend. Not so fast." The girl lay back on the bed
and spread her legs invitingly. She was on fire and there
was nothing else to do but do something about it.

V stripped in seconds flat and shards of silvery moonlight
leaked into the room in amounts sufficient to display the
rippling hard muscles of his chest, stomach, and biceps.
Rita knew her feeling went only so far with the boy but
damned if he didn't look fine. Her sighs turned to gasps
as he sucked on her neck before guiding the swelled head of
his huge dong to the moist opening between her legs. As the
organ buried itself inside her Rita nearly swooned. Both of
her slender hands grasped a handful of long hair as the
boy's powerful hips lunged into her, quickly establishing a
slow steady stroke that sent electrical shivers that rocked
all the busty stripper's senses. "Oooohhhh V, ride me baby
boy,"she whispered. He made sure she got what she wanted
and plenty more besides.

Strange things happen at moments like that and for some
reason Rita's eyes opened and gazed in the direction of
the door. To her utter shock, a tall dark figure stood there
watching, only to vanish just as quickly into thin air.

"Oh no!" the girl nearly screamed as the forcefully shoved
the boy off her.

"What the fuck has got into you?" V growled, his blue eyes
flashing insanely.

"I just saw Soul!" Rita exclaimed. "That means Pissin knows
about..."

V grimaced, "I'm one dead mutherfucker."

Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**Y**

If one didn't look to closely, the woman newly arrived, and
known as Senda Bess could've passed for a slender man.
Her raven hair was tied up in a bun and tucked well beneath
a large and very floppy black hat. A long brown cloak was
pulled tightly against her lithe body and concealed all the
alluring curves that the beautiful female possessed. Her
companion was a huge snarling brute of a man, his head
shaved and his torso covered by chain mail. He was a very
imposing figure and all the citizens and tourists quickly
turned their eyes away from the big man. It was almost as
if they expected him to lift the heavy axe he carried and
cleave away their heads at any moment. This was another
reason few much noticed the woman disguised somewhat
as a boy. Little did they know she was the one to be most
feared. Senda Bess was looking for someone, and the trail
had led her here to Moboggin. The big man known as Gott
served to chase away distractions...of any kind.

"Go somewhere and find us rooms. This might take a night
or two," Senda Bess said in a voice soft and refined but
also quite commanding. She pointed to a crowded tavern and
issued more commands. "Get yourself some food and wait
for me until midnight. Then come and find me at yon tavern,
the one with the sign calling it The Eagle's Nest. I shall do
some looking about and you will find me there at that time.
Then I shall retire for the night...mind you the room's must be
clean."

Gott nodded, grunted, then threw the axe on his shoulder
and struck out towards the center of town...their horses
in tow. His instructions were clear, with no further need for
discussion.

Senda Bess hesitated for a moment. She took a parchment
out from inside her cloak and studied the drawing etched
thereon. "Not a bad looking rogue," she murmured before
putting the picture away. She almost regretted that such a
handsome man had to die.

Senda entered The Eagle's Nest and found a table where
she could observe the crowd. She ordered beer and mostly
ignored the women who danced onstage. She tipped her
floppy hat back just slightly. It seemed she had unexpected
company. A tall, darkly clad man had just appeared to her
right.

V helped himself to a chair at Senda's table. She hadn't
invited him to sit, and in fact, had yet to acknowledge his
presence. "Hello," V said. "I suppose that there's really no
need to ask, but would you mind if I ask what brings the dark
lord Xssurdinynexes' daughter to this part of the empire? I'm
quite certain that you've come to kill me."

Appearing deep in study, Senda traced the beautifully
sculpted line of her full lips with a well manicured fingernail.
"Are you certain that I've traveled so far for only that, or is
it because I wished to see the only man that has ever almost
warmed this vampire's undead heart?"

"Perhaps we might talk a bit over wine then, if you'll buy?"
V answered.

Senda Bess's features displayed a smile that somehow
managed to be equal parts gentle and sinister, "why not,"
she replied.


Rita skipped her shift at work and lay in bed sobbing. She
felt like a complete slut and basically didn't care if Dupagi
covered for her or not. Soul had viewed her and V together
and that meant Pissin knew. Rita was finally ready to admit
that Pissin had not only saved her life several times but it
was absolutely certain that she'd fallen in love with him, and
deeply. Now she conceded that her hopes had basically
been dashed to dust. She might have tried to explain herself
or asked for forgiveness but where in fuck was he anyhow?
She had no idea, except the presence of Soul proved that
the swordsman was still alive and around somewhere...didn't
it? And where in hell was V, had he delivered the coins to
the old drunk or had he simply ridden away...fearing the
wrath of his brother? Rita had become to confused to think
any longer; it was far easier to simply spend the day in bed
crying until she hopefully rotted.


Pissin was glad that his glasses didn't only function to keep
the light away, they also kept the dark away. That helped
a lot, as he carefully navigated the series of pit black tunnels
and corridors that hopefully led far, far away from the cursed
salt mine where he'd be forced to slave for days. It would
have been nice if he'd been able to send Soul ahead to scout
but his body was far to weakened from hard work, lack of
nutrition, and mainly lack of a drink, to risk sending his
spiritual self out again. In fact Pissin half wished he hadn't
sent Soul out to look for Rita. That had turned out fucked up
big time.

Pissin reached up and stroked the large rodent who sat
clinging to the boy's shoulder. He whistled and grunted a
few words to his rodent brother, "dude, I have no fucking
idea where we are...what about you?"

Abner answered that he'd never wandered this far away from
the mines and the slop that he ate from the camp's garbage
heap. "Sorry Pissin," the rat said. "I can tell you're tired as
heck, let me down and I'll scout ahead. I can see nearly as
well in the dark as you can you know."

"Cool," Pissin replied. Then he carefully placed the large
rodent on the ground. "Look around for a bit while I take a
nice long break, if nothing else, try to find some water for us."

Pissin collapsed there in the dark and wondered if he hadn't
just fucked himself for good this time. It had been easy to
make his head disappear, prompting the guards to take his
"body" to the garbage dump and chunk him for the rats and
other vermin to devour. No one knew what'd whisked away
his head in the night. Bakktar and Lottha were scared into
near madness because they thought that somehow Abner
had been a demon that'd eaten Pissin's head and just might
soon return for others. Their insane sounding gibberish got
both of them soundly whipped and returned to the same cell.
There the two men cringed in a corner holding on to one
another for dear life and praying like hell to every god they'd
ever heard of to protect them from the demon rats.

Pissin would have smiled had he known about the two asses
that he'd shared a cell with. However he was to tired to do
anything other than fall fast asleep. He was finally wakened
much later by Abner who tugged on the boy's sleeve with his
long fangs. "Pissin wake up! I found a tunnel with sunlight
at the far end. Mind you I've never really glimpsed sunlight
but that must be what it is. I was a little afraid to go any
further without you."

Pissin spent a few moments stretching and petting the rat.
The sleep had done wonders for him but he could have very
easily downed a barrel of wine at that particular moment.

"Shit, I'm so thirsty I would drink regular water right now.
You did good Abner old pal of mine. Now let's go and see
what you've found at the end of that tunnel. Hey, one never
knows what you'll stumble across when you've done been
buried alive. Anyhow, that's what old Ranorraka used to say
all the time. And he would know too!"

((if you like this story check out a totally new Pissin story
in the Myths and Legends section...HUGE first chapter already up!))