The Ghost and the Darkness Volume 1 (The Fallocaust Series Book 2) (79 page)

My eyes widened and my heart jolted. To my further shock I heard Perish’s pants unzip.

“Take off your clothes.”

What... the... fuck...?

What the fuck are you supposed to do now, Jade?

I swallowed the lump in my throat and started undressing myself, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to let him fuck me; knowing that at any moment the chimera inside of me would kill him.

My eyes travelled down and I watched my hands absentmindedly undo the buttons on my shirt; one button after another, exposing my pale chest to the winter air.

Before my mind could come up with a way to get him off of me, Perish, with his shirt still on, discarded his pants.

I stared at him, my mind going a mile a minute trying to figure out a way out of this. What the fuck could I do? I was stuck. Elish had told me to do whatever I could to find a way into Perish’s mind, to find out where the O.L.S was but –

But this wasn’t fucking Perish, and Elish giving me permission was beside the fucking point. I had been raped before and I had no control over the beast that emerged when I was under that sort of stress. I was going to kill Perish the moment I felt the pressure between my legs.

I blew out a plume of cold air and watched him take his hard penis into his hands. I pulled off my pants still sitting down on the bed. I waited for my next command but my hand was twitching towards the assault rifle beside me.

“A pity you need the ressin to make it hard...” Perish murmured before his head disappeared between my legs. I sucked in a breath as I felt his warm mouth start to lick the crown of my flaccid dick. He took all of it into his mouth then withdrew his mouth and started to flick the tip. “Scopa boys make the most useless of sex victims... but ressin and scopa... well, I’ve heard things let’s leave it at that.”

His mouth went back to my dick and I felt him make a suction with his mouth. I groaned and leaned back on my hands, electricity shooting through my chest and centering around my groin. I was angry, more than angry, at what he was doing to me but my body responded the same. It had happened hundreds of times during my first year of being Elish’s pet. No matter if they were raping you, your dick would still get stiff and you would still cum. So the hardness growing in Perish’s mouth was no surprise to me.

Elish is going to fucking kill you, Perish. But I am not Killian, I won’t cry because I’m getting a blowjob right now, but the moment you try and stick that fucking thing in me I’m gouging out your...

“Ah...” I moaned. Perish drew his head back, releasing my dick from his suction with a pop.

“There we go... nice little slut, aren’t we?”

How did you get this way without that O.L.S, Perish Fallon?

As soon as I was aroused enough for him Perish stopped sucking me off. He looked up at me with a smile, running his hand up and down my shaft. His blue eyes sparkled in the darkness. The man looked like a ghost in that moment, a phantom, a spectre, something not from this world but yet he was someone who had been in it longer than anyone.

The third immortal chimera... though if he was older than King Silas –

– he could have been the first.

Perish drew his face back up to mine and kissed me hard on the mouth. He then separated my lips with his and I felt his tongue. Knowing what he wanted I met my tongue with his and we kissed deeply, my stomach lurching and churning with every caress of his tongue.

To my confusion he started to climb on me. I shifted myself back to get away from him but he once again started
shh’ ing
me like when he had injected me.

My jaw locked, I waited for him to grab my legs. But with a crack of a small lube bottle and the smell of silicone, to my confusion... he started to lube
my
dick.

They usually fuck me...

I hid the shock on my face as he grabbed my dick and started sinking himself onto it. I closed my eyes and steeled myself, trying desperately to remind myself that I was supposed to be drugged right now but I was a horrible fucking actor and I knew it.

I rarely got the chance to be the one doing the fucking. Obviously Elish and I had a very one-sided sex life. The only time I got the chance was when he brought me home presents in the form of borrowed cicaros and other chimeras, or the occasional virgin a brother had given us as a gift. When Elish was in the right mood he loved to watch me fuck them; he loved to watch me make them scream at his command.

I tried to avoid eye contact as Perish rode me, his hips rising and falling on my dick in sync with the moans he was trying to stifle. I stared up at the ceiling and tried to pretend I was somewhere else.

“Keep your aura up,” he commanded. He leaned his head down and let out a loud groan. “Relax your whole body, relax and let it take you.”

Let it... take me?

Perish’s entire body enveloped me. I felt his hair tickle the sides of my cheeks as he lay on top of me; his torso moving back and forth. I resisted the urge to start moving my own hips but I wasn’t sure if that had to be commanded.

Thank god I’m not a prissy little bitch like Killian, or a normal person. This wasn’t scarring me, it was disturbing me but I was okay, just confused as fuck over what he was doing.

I was no stranger to rape or sexual abuse. I had gotten gang fucked by Ares and Siris; they had massacred my body until it was nothing but blood and pulp. This was a full body massage compared to what I had been through. Elish had told me to do what had to be done; it would be him punishing Perish for this.

“Relax,” he whispered into my ear. I felt a hand on my forehead. “Fall into me... let me see what’s inside that head.”

What?

Suddenly I felt a rip of pain go through my brain, centering around Perish’s fingertips. But as quickly as it erupted from his touch it was gone, replaced by a darkness... a shrouded cloak that seemed to coat my mind like a thick blanket.

I had felt this before... last year...

Silas had done it to me. He had thrown this darkness over my head in front of Elish, taunting him that he could make me go mad right now. Did he have the same mind tinkering ability that Silas had supposedly been born with?

Of course he did, he’s a born immortal...

Then like my mind was a machine, Perish flipped the off switch. Everything went black, every lit corner, every hive of buzzing bees quieted and were silenced.

Alarms went off inside my head and immediately I tried to resist whatever he was doing to me. Inside my own head I steeled myself and erected every fortress I could to keep him from accessing whatever it is he wanted.

“What are the passwords to Elish’s laptop?”

Passwords on Elish’s laptop? I don’t know them and I certainly wouldn’t tell Perish.

A new voice inside of my head seemed to growl at my own inner thoughts. He was angry I didn’t know the answer.

There was silence, though the silence was as tangible as the apprehension growing inside of my chest. Perish physically on top of me had seemed to disappear, though the pleasurable sensation was still burning inside of my body. It was like he was hypnotizing me, lulling my physical body into a forced relaxation and encouraging my own mind to follow suit.

I started to feel my mind slip from my fingers. I squinted my eyes and tried to force his voice from my head, but he kept whispering to me. I could feel the heat on my neck. It wasn’t cold anymore.

“Jade... I know Elish has my old notes about sestic radiation. He knows the right exposure and the timing needed to make greywasters immune to it.” Perish’s voice inside of my mind was so calm... it was different.

“He never told me… he never told me any of this,” I whispered.

Couldn’t Perish hack into it? In the dark parts of my mind I brought up the image if Elish’s laptop.

“No, I can only access parts of it, not the notes I need to find. I need to know how much I have to expose him to the radiation before he becomes immune to it. I need to know the dosage... the timing... I can’t fail him.”

Who?

“You don’t want to know what I’ll have to do if you don’t tell me,” Perish said. “I don’t want to give him any more power.”

I grunted but Perish kept pressing his own aura against mine. I tried to push him off but it was like pushing off liquid. It kept surrounding me, permeating me. Every bit of me... I had to escape.

“Think, Jade.”

“I don’t know how to make greywasters immune to the radiation... Elish never mentioned anything like that.”

My mouth opened. I gulped a breath of winter air and used that to try and push my mind back into reality, away from this overbearing darkness that Perish had pushed on me. This is what Perish had been doing... he had been getting information out of me, but I didn’t know what answer he was looking for. Elish had no reason to give me those passwords and I bet that part of his laptop was protected for a reason.

Who did he want to make immune to the radiation?

My jaw clenched and I started to feel my fingers, like wading through tar I managed to regain control over them.

I put them on Perish’s shoulders and tried to push his body off of me.

Though as I pushed, his hips continued to rise and fall. He had never stopped riding me and without even realizing it I was brushing the fringes of my peak.

I pushed harder, grinding my teeth together but moments later my hands clenched and a cry fell from my mouth. The burning tension in my body summited, and with an intake of breath and one last push of his shoulders, I came.

Then colours.

Lots of colours.

I was in pain, overwhelming pain. My entire body was on fire but my head hurt most of all. It throbbed and pounded like a hammer hitting an anvil. Splitting my head in half and spilling its contents onto the linoleum floor.

White floor, blood, and dirt-stained, with boot imprints making a thousand mosaic shapes. It sticks to the bottoms of their boots now; the sound was rooted in my brain. I had heard it for weeks now, like the sound of Velcro being quickly torn in two.

I sniffed and tried to protect my head. Though all that I had to protect me were my bruised and cigarette burned arms. I don’t even know why I bother to protect myself, I’m caged and they do to me what they want.

They cut my fucking head open, Master, they cut open my head.

“You’re still crazy. How long does this usually take?”

Lycos? I recognised that voice anywhere.

“I don’t know!” I cried.

Automatically my body tensed up, the breath leaving my chest as anxiety claimed my muscle movements. Like expected I got dealt a kick to my side, making me cry out and scrunch myself up tighter.

“Maybe you did it wrong?” another voice sounded, though I didn’t recognise it.

“No, Doc... the device was working. Like all fucking Skytech technology, green means working. I just don’t know how long it’s supposed to take. I’ve killed him seven times already.”

“Just keep trying. If you’re sure this should work – you know more about this than I do, Leo.”

“That’s not his name,” I croaked, before coughing into my hands.

I yelled out as Lycos gave me another hard kick, digging into the soft flesh of my side. I whimpered and rubbed the area before burying my face back into my knees. I had tried to escape. I had tried to negotiate. I had even tried reasoning with Lycos. I had known him, I had taught him at the college. But he was a greywaster now; he wasn’t the blond chimera scientist I had trained.

“Well, break him open. If anything we can see if the O.L.S frequency has changed. Perhaps the position is wrong? It’s not like we have Sky to compare him to; he’s the only person now with an implant.”

Break me open again?

I started to whimper, shaking my head back and forth.
No, no, don’t break open my head. Or at least kill me first – it fucking hurts, you fucking maniac.

Then the sound of a saw. Like a bell to Pavlov’s dog my stomach brimmed with anxiety. I pressed my arms down on the back of my head and felt a sob break my lips.

Reality hit me like a ton of bricks, reality in the form of Perish hitting me repeatedly in the face.

I hollered and pushed him off of me, the cold winter air stinging my naked body. I looked around trying to get my bearings, feeling my mind half in Perish’s head and half clinging to where I was now.

I put up my hands, but when I felt the next attempted blow to my body I grabbed Perish’s hand and twisted it back.

Perish glared at me; his cold blue eyes searing my flesh with a new found hatred. I raised my free hand and punched him in the face.

He flew back and hit the side of the tent with a hollar, but as he started to rise I saw movement in the corner of my eye.

“What the fuck? Lover’s quarrel?” Hopper ripped through the entrance of the tent, the first glow of morning framing his silhouette. “For fuck sakes ya chimeras fuck like Klingons. Shut up we is trying ta sleep!”

“He fucking attacked me!” Perish suddenly cried. My head snapped towards him and I felt a growl rise to my throat. He was back speaking in his manic, quick-paced tone.