Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 92

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 92

On the drive home, I tell Loveth the same
story I’d told Tina, explaining my powers, but saying nothing of Vage. I’m not certain why I
continue to keep her a secret, but something
inside of me doesn’t want to let that secret out. I also explain how different it is, when I’m in physical contact with her.

Tina meets us at the door, and greets my sister with a warm smile. Loveth leans over and whispers accusingly, “You didn’t tell me you have
a girlfriend.”

Tina still hears her, “He’s not my boyfriend.

We’re just REALLY good friends.” I wish she hadn’t emphasized ‘really’ quite so much.

Stephanie had said nearly the exact same words to me, and
I wonder at my luck with women lately. Tina’s face turns somber then, before saying, “Your dad
showed up a while ago. It wasn’t pretty.”
“I know,” I tell her, and she doesn’t seem
surprised.
“I kind of wondered if you had something to do with it,” Tina said thoughtfully. “The way he handed her everything, and yet seemed so angry
about it, I thought you might have had a hand in it. Your mom is taking it pretty hard. She says she always knew he was cheating, but didn’t
think he would let her leave the marriage with anything. I think she’ll be able to move on, pretty quick.”

We go back to find Mom and Nancy sharing a glass of wine, and she must have been recovering quicker than we thought, as the two
older women meet us with smiles and hugs.
“To Christmas Eve, and new beginnings of greater things,” I toast when a glass is filled for me, and the others
repeat my toast, and then sip their drinks.

We drink deep into the night, and I have to carry each of the women to their beds. Mom doesn’t bother me with any more kisses, I think she is
too far gone, but Tina tries to pull me in next to her mom, and make out with me, before I can break away. I’m not comfortable doing anything with Loveth here now, and Tina is snoring before I even reach the door.

Loveth thanks me
again when I tuck her in, giving me a quick shy kiss, murmuring, “Maybe next time, maybe next time. . .” before falling asleep.

I stumble to my own bed, and collapse into it, not even bothering to get undressed.

Few moments later, Vage takes me, and I awake in the blue room, still slightly drunk

I don’t even bother pleading with her to come see me. What’s the point? It hadn’t done any good,
and I’m tired of trying.

The white light bathes me in its glow, and I continue to lay there until it’s done.

When I’m not immediately sent back to my room, I get up, wondering if Vage is going to come for me after all.
But instead, a pillar lifts up near me on the floor, and something materializes on top of it. I walk over to
examine the object, when I hear a mechanical voice come from all around me. It isn’t Vage’s
voice, and that frightens me. Have they killed her
after all? No, I think, they are a peaceful race.

Maybe they sent her away, then. . .
“MR NICHOLAS SMITH, THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST TREATMENT WITH
THE WHITE LIGHT.” The voice is cold and
mechanical. “TAKE THE OBJECT ON THE
PEDESTAL, AND PRESS IT AGAINST YOUR ARM.”
I do as I’m told, trusting that they don’t want me
to come to any harm. At least, I’m desperately hoping they don’t.

There is a slight pricck, and liquid fire starts to spread from the point in my arm where I have
just injected myself with something. I watch as my veins become visible under my skin, and the
pain spreads. What have they done to me? I cry out mentally. So much for not wanting harm to
befall me.
“MR SMITH, DO NOT BE ALARMED. THE PAIN WILL BE BAD, BUT YOU WILL SURVIVE.” Who is commanding
this voice? It obviously isn’t Vage. When she’d done it, she had used her own voice.

The pain is
getting worse, as promised, and is spreading down to my fingertips, and up to my shoulder. I
wonder if I will die when it hits my heart, or if I’ll have to suffer until it reaches my brain.

“MR NICHOLAS, YOU WILL NEED TO USE YOUR ABILITY SOON.
THE DEMONS HAVE SENT A SCOUT SHIP AHEAD OF THEIR FLEET, AND IT ARRIVES IN TWO DAYS.”
The voice continues to drone on, oblivious to the agony I’m in, as I collapse onto the floor in the fetal position. Unfortunately I don’t die when it reaches my heart. Death would be a release from this agony.
“MR SMITH, YOU MUST STOP THE SCOUTS BEFORE THEY CAN SETUP A FOOTHOLD ON YOUR PLANET. IF
YOU FAIL, THE HUMAN RACE WILL BECOME
EXTINCT WHEN THE REST OF THEIR FLEET
ARRIVES.”

The pain slows as it starts travelling up my neck, but when it reaches my groin, a new type of
horrendous torture explodes in my body,
causing me to cry out incoherently.

” MR SMITH, THE HUMAN RACE NEEDS YOU, I NEED YOU,
AND YOUR NEW CHILDREN NEED YOU. I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN WHEN I’M ABLE. VAGE.”

The excruciating pain reaches my toes the same time it reaches my head, and sweet oblivion finally takes
me into the wonderland.