Catalyst

Chapter 3

Aizik looked around the white void and suddenly saw something that flushed his face red. A great pair of breasts free of restriction was right in front of his face. He smiled and reached for the fair skinned pair of bulbous breasts. Suddenly they descended revealing the face above them, "Eira?!" Aizik said astonished. Eira pouted and furrowed her brow,

"No!" she snapped wagging a finger at him. "You can't touch them until you get me the doggy." she commanded pointing to her right. Aizik looked over seeing a brown puppy sitting and wagging its tail a few feet away. He looked back at the breasts and smiled again before looking up at Eira and nodding.

"Okay!" he said enthusiastically turning and running over to the puppy. He knelt down as it wagged it's tail and yipped him once. Picking it up as he stood Aizik was face to face with Eira again her chest still bare. They bounced a bit and Aizik couldn't help but watch them until his eyes finally made it up to her face. She folded her arms over them covering the nipples, but her breasts were too large to be completely concealed. Aizik quickly held up the puppy. Eira took it and smiled setting it down and petting it once before it ran off. Aizik smiled happily as she turned back to him revealing her breasts again. He reached out nearly cupping them in his hands before Eira's hand lashed against his knocking it away. Recoiling Aizik returned a confused look.

"No!" scolded Eira. Aizik looked hurt as he rubbed his hand,

"But! But the puppy!" he whined. Eira shook her head.

"If you want to touch them you have to get me the soda." she commanded Aizik sighed and looked to his left seeing a giant cup with a lid and a straw. Looking back at Eira's tits he smiled again and met eyes with her again. Aizik pounded his fist into his palm confidently,

"Right!" he cheered running over to the soda. It was about the size of his torso not including the straw, but he lifted it and ran back to where Eira was. She took it from him and smiled at him again before setting it down again and getting on her knees. She was naked and the ground was covered in bright green grass now. There was a blue sky above them with the sun shining down reflecting off of the smooth skin of Eira's body. She leaned in and sipped from the straw. It was a clear soda and when she moved away from the straw some of it came out running down her mouth over her breasts and down her belly drawing the line of Aizik's vision down her body to her pussy. He stared for a moment at her vagina looking at the slight pink tint to the outer lips. Great, now he had an erection...a big one. Her thighs closed and Aizik looked back up at her face. She frowned,

"No!" she snapped. Aizik grunted in frustration throwing his hands up. Eira smiled,

"You want to do me?" she asked cutely. Aizik paused blushing deeply and then nodded. Eira giggled girlishly, "For that you'll have to go get your penis." Aizik nodded quickly and turned about dashing the other direction. He didn't see anything then suddenly skidded to halt looking down into his pants. The uncomfortable bulge was no doubt right there. He dashed back toward Eira, but she seemed to keep moving backward. Aizik ran faster but made no progress and finally stopped looking confused. Eira looked a little sad, "You want to reach me?" she asked. Aizik looked into her eyes,

"Yes! We don't have to have sex if you don't want to just please...don't run away from me." he begged. Eira shook her head lowering her eyes,

"If you want to catch me...then never hurt me again."
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Cavan frowned and poked his head out from under Aizik's bunk looking up. Bluish light of the early morning was coming into the cell. He could see Aizik's hand clenching and unclenching as if squeezing something.

"...sorry..." Aizik moaned. Cavan's face softened. He hoped Aizik wasn't having nightmares again. "I won't hurt you again..." Cavan sighed hearing that.

"Dammit Ai..." he whispered.

"So please..." Aizik moaned turning over roughly, "...please...just let me..." Eira walked up to the bars.

"Morning," she whispered looking in at Cavan. He wiped his eyes and looked over at her waving. Today she was wearing what looked like leather armor on her shoulders and chest. There were steel sheets layered on each piece. She also had leather gauntlets and boots. Her pants were a black material that clung to her a little and the shirt under her armor was of similar make.

"Let me squeeze your boobs!" he shouted sitting strait up and whacking his head on the ceiling. He gave a loud snort on impact. Cavan stared up wide eyed as a smirk slowly curled on his lips. Eira covered her mouth and turned bright red.

"Well, he's awake now!" Cavan said through a laugh.

"Ah ow shit!" Aizik shouted sitting back up slowly rubbing his head. He opened one eye and stopped rubbing upon seeing Eira. He blushed red hot and waved, "G-good morning Eira," he piped. Cavan burst out laughing and covered his mouth trying to muffle his hooting. Aizik looked over the side already a little irritated, "What? What the heck is so darn funny?" he asked annoyed. Cavan looked up with tears forming in the corners of his eyes,

"Ai, I hate ta tell ya..." he snorted, "whatever that last part was in your boobylicious dream you just shouted at poor Eira." The laughter broke the dam pouring out of Cavan's mouth again as he rolled around in his bed. Aizik's chili-red face turned even brighter as he looked over at Eira who was still covering her mouth with her hands and looking like she was about to cry out of embarrassment. Aizik opened his mouth to say something but another hysterical shriek from Cavan interrupted his thoughts. He growled and jumped down off the top bunk grabbing Cavan and trying to wrestle something off of him. Eira couldn't tell what was happening aside from the fact that Cavan was desperately trying to fight Aizik off.

"You think that's embarrassing!? How about...this!" Aizik snarled still wrestling. He grabbed the bottoms of Cavan's pant legs.

"Wait! WAIT AI NO!" he shrieked, but he couldn't stop laughing. Then suddenly Cavan's pants were off and being wielded like a weapon in Aizik's hand. Eira blushed even harder seeing the half naked Cavan turn over now in his black boxer-brief underwear holding his hands up and face filling with crimson as he still couldn't control his laughter. Aizik began beating him with his own pants.

"Stop laughing Cavan it's not...funny it's humiliating!" Aizik roared as he attacked his friend. Eira's face began lessening in blush, but now she couldn't help laughing at their antics. She could honestly say she'd never seen anyone beaten with their own pants before. Suddenly a man with short blonde hair and a small ponytail ran up looking angry. he banged an armored fist against the bars loudly,

"Shut the hell up!" he roared. Cavan and Aizik both looked over at him and seemed to pause so perfectly that the pants froze in midair for a moment before finally falling limp. Grael glared into the cell, "Are you in there playing around? What do you think this is fucking preschool!? Dammit this is prison!" Hi face was red with vehemence. "Ugh! Put your damn pants on!" Storming off Grael disappeared behind the door across the hallway. Cavan put his pants back on and glared at Aizik.

"You got us in trouble." he grumbled. Eira looked back in at them as Aizik looked over at her. They both blushed and shifted their glances away from one another. Was she attracted to him? Truly, she'd never been attracted to a man before. Not after what happened all those years ago. Still, now this man Aizik was something different. He had a pain she couldn't quite put her finger on, but there was something wonderful about him far greater than any agony. Keeping the massacre out of her mind was getting easier, but still it seeped into the edges of her mind peeling this coating of numbing paint from the walls of her heart.

Natasha entered the room immediately coming over to the cell. "Excuse me madam. What is your purpose here?" she quickly asked Eira who stammered and looked over at Cavan. He stood and came to the bars,

"That's Eira. I think it may be a good idea if she takes my place on the pilgrimage instead of leaving the spot blank. That may make it seem more controlled to the others involved in the journey. She can handle herself. Eira's a well trained swordswoman." At that comment Eira looked surprised. How did he know how well trained she was? Sure she'd picked up a little when she was a little younger and got trained by the same man who trained the Light Keepers, but how would he have know of her experience from one swing of a sword? Natasha looked at her up and down for a moment then back at Cavan.

"I suppose I see the advantages. I'll inform the master that you agree to the deal, and the request." She waved her hands at the guards to follow her. "Eira darling, you wait outside." she called back on her way out. Eira looked in at the two men and smiled going outside. Aizik was lead out shortly after lead by Grael and another guard. As Cavan sat on the bed waiting to be lead out of the cell a blinding light burst inside his skull again crippling him and sending him crashing down to the floor.

"Eira...I'm so sorry."
"I'm sorry too Aizik, because I can't forgive you."

Aizik's smile. Blood -lots of it- pouring from his lips.

"I understand...I just wanted...for once..."

Eira's eyes. A tear falls past her gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry I hate you. Please die now."

Aizik's eyes close.

"Alright..." he agrees.

His light fades. Aizik is gone.

Eira walks away in the rain.

She drops her sword on her way away.

The sword has no blood on it's blade.


Cavan's eyes shot open filled with tears. His heart raced. "How do I stop it?" he asked the ceiling. The silence pounded in his ears. "I need an answer dammit! How do I-...what...what can I do?" he growled. It was too late to go back on the deal. They'd face execution immediately. There had to be something he could do. Something he could say...

Several minutes later the guards came in and lead them outside behind the prison where a rough looking long covered wagon waited. Eira stood outside with a travel back and they gave back the one Aizik had with him before the cathedral incident. The jacket was ruined, and was not returned. When he got his sword back it went immediately on his side. Grael was standing right there glaring at him. "Don't get any stupid ideas either. If I so much as have a dream about you drawing that sword on anyone innocent you're a dead man. You hear me Aizik?" he snarled. Aizik looked over at him and nodded. The warden came out.

"Well, you'll leave immediately as you know. You will be further equipped when you reach the first checkpoint to the meeting place. Aizik looked at Eira noticing a long sword on her side and a steel shield on her back. Around her waist was a leather skirt with steel sheet platting layered on the separated lengths. She looked good in it. Aizik blushed. REALLY good. Eira bent over to pick up her bag and gave Aizik a full few of her butt where the lengths of the skirt separated. It was only covered by the pants she was wearing which showed almost perfect definition of her body. He saw the full nice big curve of her butt and sighed in frustration. No was he not having more dirty dreams tonight. She hefted the bag over her shoulder and looked over at him blushing a little again. She couldn't help but wonder what he thought of her. He couldn't possibly think much. He had to know that after this chances were good she would stop ignoring her hatred of him for what he'd done. They'd be enemies again as soon as her sister was safe. It almost hurt to let those thoughts in. Eira smiled and pushed them away again. Cavan came out of the door and walked over to Aizik looking up at him meeting eyes with his friend. Aizik looked down at him staying strong.

"Hey Ai," Cavan began, "don't forget. You can't die. Remember everything we still have to do. Remember all the people we have to save to make up for all the one's we've killed." he said. Aizik took a deep breath and let it out in a heavy sigh before nodding and smiling. "You can't go dying for just one. You have to live."

"Don't worry Cavan, I'll come back safe." he replied. Cavan smiled and punched him on the arm.

"Good, now get in that wagon before I get teary eyed." he joked. Aizik's face slowly turned serious and he nodded heading into the wagon. Cavan looked over at Eira walking up to her. She smiled at him.

"Thanks Cavan. Good luck with your work here." she said before noticing he wasn't smiling anymore. There was a glossiness over his eyes and then he suddenly hugged her. Eira almost recoiled, but slowly hugged him back blushing heavily. "Cavan?" she stammered. He spoke where only she could hear him,

"I know this must be hard on you Eira, but please...please don't hate Aizik. He's like my brother." Eira's eyes widened. This voice didn't sound like Cavan. This didn't sound like the confident man she'd just seen a moment ago. He sounded...frightened, like a child. If they were brothers he'd seemed like the elder of the two so far until now. There was a choke in his voice and he even trembled a little while he hugged her.

"Cavan..." she whispered.

"He doesn't want to kill anyone. He doesn't want to hate anyone. It's not his fault, but he has so many enemies and people that hate him." Cavan choked again clenching his teeth and pushing back the memories. All those times out on the streets were trying to flood back and come out through his eyes as tears. "He never even got a chance to be normal. He never even got a chance to be liked. Never."

"It's...it's okay Cavan I-"

"No!" he interrupted swallowing hard to choke back more tears. Eira felt his emotion flowing from him onto her. She was just barely holding back bursting into tears herself. She hugged him tighter, "You don't understand Eira. I wish I had time to explain, but I don't. Aizik is...Aizik is the greatest person on this whole fucking planet, but he got dealt a shitty hand and now no one but me and you may ever get the chance to realize it. Please don't waste the opportunity." With that he pulled away from her and when he looked up at her he was smiling and his eyes were clear as if nothing had happened. Eira could only blink and stare in awe. "He's all I've got okay? Take care of him." he finished patting her on the shoulder. She nodded slowly and headed into the wagon with Aizik. Cavan watched as the warden walked over and talked to the driver before hearing a crack and a "Hyah!". The horses started forward and Cavan waved at Aizik as they disappeared down the road in the dim light of the early morning. Cavan had to have faith in his best friend, his brother. He had to have faith in the merciful heart he sensed inside of Eira. Without that faith the brother that he waved goodbye to would never come back. "Light Father, I've never once asked you for something for myself and I won't start now. Please, please hold your shielding hand upon Aizik's heart and hold him up in the darkest hours that threaten him. For Eira, open her eyes and wipe the death and hatred from her beautiful heart. Place thy shielding hand upon her and protect her from the hardships and danger of the pilgrimage. Bring them both back to their sanctuary. Be it they will, let it be done."

"If you'll not say any prayers for yourself," came Seiru's voice from behind Cavan. He didn't even turn to face him. A collar with Cavan's name on a tag slipped around his neck being fastened, "I shall say them for you."

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A woman with strawberry blonde hair down to her mid back leaned back against the wall. Her face red with effort and brow coated with sweat. Eyes closed tight in ecstasy she slowly opened one of her baby blue eyes looking down and watching the penis penetrate her warm tight pussy. She moaned as the man on top of her held onto her hip with one hand brushing his blonde hair from his face. It was medium in length but currently matted on his sweaty face. His eyes were a dark green and were fixated on the busty woman below him. Her breasts bounced constantly with each deep thrust. Fluid was forced from her vagina periodically. Her eyes rolled back As the man gripped her hips with both hands and pushed in deeper. She moaned loudly almost screaming. The man's eyes widened in surprise and fear as he quickly covered her mouth muffling the scream. She quickly peeled his hand away and grabbed the back of his head pulling him into a passionate kiss. She released him,
"Hayen...oh...oh my God," she whined placing her head on his chest as he continued gyrating into her hot body. He kept looking over to the door directly to their left. It was dark and there were distance sounds coming from the other side of the door.

"Lynn, you know if they catch us...we're off the pilgrimage..." Hayen whispered pushing her legs up higher and thrusting his cock deeper into her. She glared at him and pushed him away out of her though still dripping from her pussy.

"Fine worry wart you wanna shut me up?" she snapped pushing him into a sitting position and grabbing his penis stroking it a few times before shoving it in her mouth. Her mouth locked around the cock and without hesitation she gulped it deep into her throat. Hayen's eyes bulged and he immediately covered his mouth muffling an emotive cry and sat back grabbing Lynn's head and shoving her down on his cock. He looked down watching her suck up and down and then let his eyes travel down her bare back to her butt that stuck up in the air. Suddenly two soft globes squished around his penis. Lynn had begun sucking his dick from between her breasts. His penis reached maximum sturdiness and length within seconds. It throbbed and pulsed. The part of a man's brain that keeps him from choosing sex over safety turned off. Hayen pulled his dick out of Lynn's throat and kissed her before pushing her back down on her back and shoving his now throbbing cock between her breasts squeezing them around it a few times. Some premature cum shot onto her face and he immediately slid back down and pushed the hot piece of meat back into her tight pussy. Lynn threw her head back and put her legs up on Hayen's shoulders as he fucked her mercilessly tightly gripping the underside of her thighs as he pushed her legs further up. He watched her tits bounce and then let his eyes go back to watching his dick slide aggressively in and out of her. Hayen pulled out again rolling Lynn over on her stomach before pushing her up against the wall. She looked back at him with her breath ragged with anticipation. His penis thrust back inside her rapidly. The fluid was almost constant in flow from her pussy with each wet smack he pumped against her shoving the cock she was so enjoying inside her again and again. If she had a wish at that moment she'd have blown it on insisting this never stopped. Hayen grabbed her butt cheeks and pumped into her pussy even more rapidly. Lynn wiped the cum from her face and put the finger in her mouth sucking it down as Hayen watched her ass bounce back and forth with each thrust. His cock felt like it was about to explode, but he knew he couldn't cum inside her body. The risk was too high. FAR too high. "Baby...baby don't stop...oh my God please!" she growled reaching back and rubbing her butt as he hammered her. Getting a hold of himself Hayen knew he was past he point of stopping his explosion. Pulling his cock out he put it right between her cheeks and squeezing them around it he continued to thrust. Lynn took the hint and squeezed them for him. He began fingering her as he pushed between her cheeks. With a final grunt Lynn bit her lip to keep from crying out while Hayen's fingers plunged deep making her cum with him. White jizz shot all over her ass and lower back. After the momentary immobility that coming really hard causes the two exhaled heavily.

The closet door opened and shut quickly producing a now black hooded and cloaked Hayen. he looked around for a moment then opened the door. A white hooded and cloaked Lynn came out blushing. They looked briefly at one another then faced forward.

"So, I see the ones from Alium aren't here yet. Strange. I hear some lunatic named Aizik killed off everyone in the cathedral." Hayen said still looking around. An armored guard passed behind.

"Yeah," Lynn said clearing her throat, "I wonder effect that'll have on the pilgrimage if they can't contribute."

"Yeah," said Hayen. They stood in silence for a while. Before looking at each other.

"Time to clean up," they said simultaneously before heading off to their respective washrooms.

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Aizik and Eira sat across from one another in the back of the wagon. Eira yawned. The road felt a little bumpier and they'd been riding for about an hour now. They had to be out of the city by now on the outer roads. Not much had been said between the two. Aizik looked over occasionally and smiled, but he seemed really embarrassed about something. Eira of course had no way of knowing that Aizik was still reeling about the dream he'd had about her breasts. Not to mention now he was probably going to have one about even more of her. Maybe if he thought about something else he could have a different dream. He tried to think about ice cream but only imagined an ice cream cone resting between her tits and her begging him to lick her. Aizik's face burned red. "Is everything okay?" Eira asked sincerely. Aizik jumped and looked at her with dinner plate shaped eyes,

"Yes! I'm just fine. Thank you," he said. It definitely didn't sound like his calm stoic side. Maybe she needed to get to know him more to figure him out, but...

"Okay," she said happily and blushing a little. She was embarrassed for some reason too. Not to mention now after what Cavan had told her all she could think about was asking about his past. What happened to him that robbed him of a chance to be liked? What was such a shitty hand that he was dealt? Cavan's words pierced deeper than she could resist. She couldn't ignore such a sincere heartfelt request of forgiveness. After all she had forgiven him. This man was different. Aizik was so...nice, but that wasn't the word. Taking a deep breath and holding it for a while she steeled her resolve. "Aizik?" she called. He seemed to depressurize since his last time speaking and simply looked up alertly at her. "Um...did you have a rough childhood?" she finally asked. Aizik stared back at her.

"Eira. Do you really want to get to know me? You may end up hating me more. I've never found anyone but Cavan who accepted me as what I am." he said without an ounce of emotion attached. It was clear that to Aizik this was normal. Eira's heart ached. She knew what that felt like. Not being noticed or accepted or wanted. She smiled warmly,

"Yes. I want to get to know you Aizik. I want to know you because...because I want to forgive you." she answered. Aizik's eyes lit up and he stared at her for a while. He'd never heard any words like that from anyone else. A smile curled on his lips and he nodded.

"Alright, I'll tell you."