Evil Bitch Ch. 13

"Is there anything I need to know," I asked the kneeling figure.

"Yes, I would suggest you hire a new driver. Otherwise all is well within these walls Master."

"Really now that is a surprise, okay I will take care of that right away. Excellent work by the way."

"Master is too kind," the mystery woman replied. "Is there anything else I can do for you Sir?"

"Not at the moment, would you like to stay for the next part of this story?"

"No I all too familiar with it Master. I will retire to my room if that is alright?"

"Get some rest you deserve it. Perhaps I can stop by and check up on you?"

"MMMMMMMMM please do," she purred. "My door is always open for you Master."

With that she rose to her feet, turned and left. Mom watched her go and her mouth fell open when she saw the small tail swishing from a long slit in the back of the dark robes she wore.

"Jon was that a tail I saw?"

"Yes it was... let me explain."

Mom moved to kneel in front of the leather chair and took my cock in hand and began to clean it with her mouth.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM where was I?"

"You returned to the triangular platform."

The Blind:

I stood once more on the triangular platform looking at the inscriptions once again. I decided I would see who the Blind were and which stone they possessed. Maybe I could make this one short and sweet. I walked across the catwalk and into the tunnel beyond. The light dimmed until I was forced to activate the lowlight feature on the contact lenses.

The tunnel ended after a shot jaunt and the landscape beyond was barren of any sort of plant or animal life. But that doesn't mean it was completely lacking in anything of interest.

There were long wooden and metallic tubes of varying lengths and diameters imbedded into the entire landscape. In each of the tubes were notches. So when the wind blew, which it seemed to do perpetually, there came almost an orchestra of sounds from the tubes. The range of sound was from a tinny brass arrangement to a deep woody Japanese flute. I am sure they served some purpose but what it was eluded me.

Then I saw the procession arrive. They were tall and thin figures all dressed in dark colors.

Though the hooded robes they wore ranged from deep emerald to royal blue to a singular figure in blood red. The procession stopped about ten feet away and man were they tall! The shortest of the Blind stood at least eight feet tall and the tallest close to nine. The figure in red bowed from the waist and extended all four of his arms up and away from his spindly body. I mirrored his movement and bowed and thrust my arms out.

"Greetings Sublime Master," the one in red said in perfect English.

"Greetings Leader in Scarlet," I replied not knowing what else to say.

He reached up and pulled back his hood revealing his features. It took everything I had not to shiver. I had seen Egyptian mummies at the natural history museum and this guy was not far off. His skin possessed a dry almost parchment quality to it. And it was pulled so tight to his skull that I could almost make out each and every facial muscle. But I think it was the eyes or what little was left of them that left me cold. The sockets weren't quite empty but was left could be of little or no use to them. That's when I realized what the tubes were for. I pulled back my hood and removed Iyaden's mask and waited patiently.

"Now we see eye to eye, in a manner of speaking," the leader said with a hideous smile.

"I have come to collect a stone and a debt," I said as calmly as I could.

The Blind weren't exactly the most pleasant looking folks but perhaps they were nicer inside than out. I should quit assuming things from now on. The leader gestured for me to follow and the procession turned and unerringly headed uphill through the blasted landscape and field of tubes.

"You navigate using sound," I said.

"Very perceptive Sublime One," the leader replied. "Yes since this twilight home of ours is so dimly lit we have had to adapt."

"Ingenious really," I told him.

"Why thank you, it makes moving around easier. It also makes the hunt more delightful."

"The hunt," I said. "What hunt?"

"Oh you'll see," he said with a savage smile.

"Can't wait," I replied and then lapsed into silence.

It was hard keeping up with someone's who stride was vastly superior to my own but I managed. If they were hunting anything shorter than they were the prey was doomed. Though they appeared thin and wasted to the point of death they strode up that hill like it was nothing. They were deceptively rugged despite the feeble aura they gave off.

We reached the top of the rise and perched there was a large stone structure centered on a hexagonal rotunda. Each of the eight sides looked out over what could only be described as a vast labyrinth. Scattered throughout the maze were square holding pens where 'people' moved and squirmed about. I could only assume that these poor bastards were the prey they were going to hunt later on. From this height it was difficult to make out what species they were but some were most definitely humanoid and others were not.

The stench rising up from the nearest holding pen was enough to send me reeling away from the overlook. The leader in red or Red as I was beginning to call him in my head gestured to one of his lackeys.

"My most sincere apologies Sublime One," he said bowing low. "I forget that we have long since grown accustom to the scent of our prey."

A little while later I heard the squeal of female voices and the sound of running water. The smell died away and I could only imagine what they had to endure within the pen. I turned to face Red and asked him about the schedule for today's ritual.

"So how exactly did you have this all planned out?"

"I am glad you asked," he said smiling his skeletal grin. "There is a gift that the council wished to offer you. Once you have made your choice then you will announce the start of the hunt. After the glory of that event then the stone will be returned and the debt will be paid. It will be fairly short and sweet so as not to take up too much of your valuable time."

"Sounds simple enough," I replied. "So what kind of gift did the council want to offer me?"

"Well before that I would like you to have the opportunity to me the high council," this he said with another low bow and in walked a procession of dark robes figures.

This time however there were insignias or decorations, albeit disturbing ones that clearly defined them as people of great importance. I bowed as I had before with arms outstretched and they returned the gesture. Unlike meeting VIPs back home that was the end of it. No names or titles were exchanged it was just that simple. If they wanted to remain nameless who was I to push the matter? It was less time with these strange and unpleasant individuals.

Among the twenty two members of the council there was one ancient fellow at the front who had been carried in on the backs of four burly male slaves. His sedan chair appeared crafted of precious metals and stones and must have weighed a ton. He also was the only other one wearing a unique color and no decorations like Red. He wore solid black and beamed at me with great anticipation in his demeanor.

"Bring them in," Red called out.

It wasn't quite like herding cats but there were a few reluctant slaves that were ushered in.

They were all naked and they were all very obviously female. It was at this point that I classified them as either near human or not even close. The near humans if dressed in standard jeans and a t-shirt could pass for human. The others would have issues trying to pass wearing hooded cloaks and gloves. There were twenty one of them in all and I immediately picked out the female J'Nai in the group. She was one of the reluctant ones. I steeled myself and did not take a step back away from her as I was wont to do.

"Now before you choose," Red said a hint of excitement in his voice. "You should know that there is a standing wager between myself and the gentleman in black."

"So what's the bet," I asked.

"If I am correct in guessing which of the females you choose all of his estates will forfeit to my family after his demise."

"However, if I am correct," Black said. "He takes my place at the payer of the debt."

I walked among the girls giving them a cursory glance. A few of them got my attention; some among the near humans and one or two among the not even close category.

"What if I want say two of them?"

"Interesting," Red replied.

"Yes very interesting," Black agreed.

"Tell you what," I proposed. "If the first one I choose is either of yours I will answer that person's question as truthful as I can. If the second one I choose is either of yours I will answer but in a more limited capacity. However, if I choose two that are neither of yours I keep them without penalty."

"I accept," Red said without hesitation.

"HMMM," Black thought it over for a long minute. "Very well that is a very generous wager Sublime One."

"I take it you are all aware of the two that have been chosen," I asked the other council members and they all nodded in agreement. "Okay let's get this choosing over with."

I took the girls and separated them into two obvious groups. There were the near humans on one side and the not even close on the other. There were murmurs amongst the council members at this point. I am guessing that they both chose a female that was near human. Then I arranged the girls in order of what I found appealing about them. I did the same with the not even close group as well. I backed away making the choosing last a bit longer that's when I noticed it. There were eight females in the not even close group as there should be. And there were fourteen girls in the near human line up, one too many.

"What the hell?"

"Sublime One," asked Red but it was Black who saw it as well.

"There are too many females," Black called out.

"Yeah that was my count as well," I agreed.

It was the girl with the emerald green hair and ruby red eyes that stood out. I walked over to her and eyed her up and down. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. She was completely and utterly unafraid. She wasn't afraid of me or the Blind or hell anything as far as my gut instinct was telling me.

"UMMMM," I said to her leaning close. "You got the hair and eyes reversed."

"Damn it I was so close," she cursed then smiled up at me.

"Everything else is well perfect," I told her. "Even the emerald pubic hair is kind of cute actually. Sort of reminds me of the anime girls that artists draw back home."

"Then I will keep the hair," she said and her eyes shifted to match the exact color of her hair.

"So you are a shape shifter," I asked.

"That is one of my talents," she admitted.

I walked around her and ran Iyaden's mask through the full spectrum to try to catch any other clues. I stopped it on one interesting setting and saw that despite the sun's vast distance some negligible radiation did make it this far. I looked around me and saw the landscape in this new point of view. Though the coloring and shading were vastly different I did notice one distinct anomaly about her. This woman had no shadow no matter what spectrum I looked in.

'Sterling,' I sent directly through the contacts. 'She has no shadow. I remember something about that and it is bad, very bad. Find it for me and quick while I stall.'

'Yes Master,' she replied.

"So sublime one," she said as I checked her out. "Do you like my ass?"

"It is without flaw," I told her and meant it.

"And my tits are they pleasing as well?"

"Aphrodite herself must be envious of them," I said as I eyed them.

"My legs are they enticing enough for you?"

"Men would die to have them wrapped around them."

"I will tell you something Sublime Master," she said leaning very close. "Men have died with my legs wrapped around them. They have died in ecstasy but they have died all the same."

That was when I noticed it. The blood red hour glass that was just below her perfect belly button. A red as deep as that in her eyes and I knew it wasn't there a mere moment earlier.

"Aw hell," I muttered.

'She is a pandimensional being Master! She is one of the Great Old Ones!' Sterling warned but all too late now.

"Fuck me rotten," I cursed.

"I accept your proposal," she purred.

"Wait," I back pedaled and she just smiled.

"Relax," she said laying a hand on my chest. "That was meant as humorism."

"You mean a joke?"

"Yes," she smiled even wider now. "That was just a joke. You can scan this form if it pleases you Jon Masters. I can see it in your eyes, its okay."

"Thanks," I said as Umbra sent out a tight high def beam to capture physical perfection.

"You are most welcome."

All the while this was going on Red, Black and the other members of the council were deep in conversation. When the scan was done she touched my elbow and led me to one of the eight balconies. Even as we walked a growing desire to know who and what she really was burned in me.

So I mentally snuck up to her mind. Now imagine if you will a classic WWII German prison camp with the barbed wire fences, guard towers with spot lights and dog patrols outside the fence line. That was her mind. I peered passed the outer perimeter and saw one single spot that was free of observation. That alone gave me warning. She had erected a nearly impenetrable defense just to leave one spot unguarded. She was already in my mind and knew I what I was contemplating. I felt it down to my core. Well go big or go home I thought to myself.

I had a crazy idea and decided to go with it.

What could go wrong? I didn't allow my mind to answer that. I brought my full attention on that one spot that supposed chink in her otherwise flawless armor. I imagined my perception moving from where it was to that point. Call it a psychic teleport. Here goes I thought as I stepped forward. There was no popping sound but there I was in her mind and beyond her defenses. And as far as I knew I was right where she wanted me.

I looked around to orientate myself. My back was to the wall of a corrugated steel building. Just to my left was a metal door. On the door was a sign.

Warning: What lies beyond this door maybe too much for even you.

The letters were large and black set on a bright yellow background. The door was unlocked and no alarm went off when I opened it. The interior was dimly lit by small circular lights overhead. They were evenly spaced in rows that ran along the ceiling. As I looked around I saw my destination. In the center of the building was an area illuminated from above by a circle of those small lights. Something moved in that circle and it was not even remotely humanoid.

I didn't hesitate to move towards that inhuman figure. The lights created a pool of shadow and it was that obscure area that made me question my decision to be here. We always fear the unknown. That is what I was facing a great and terrible unknowable force. I stopped at the edge of the shadows.

"Step inside Jon," the voice said. "Do not falter now."

I managed to gather my courage and pierce that darkness and come face to face with the stuff of nightmares. In shape it was the culmination of all the things that make us find insects so disturbing to look upon. The eyes were multifaceted and grouped in a tight oval around a fang lined mouth. As it moved the exoskeleton seemed to shift and change to an even more horrific form. Each step brought a new nightmare to mind. But those horrible eyes seemed to possess some internal illumination like the bale fire from the Soulless. Unlike those poor creatures this flame seemed to dance in the darker end of the spectrum.

"Am I not beautiful," she asked.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," I said.

"Then tell me Jon what does your mind's eye behold?"

"I think you pick and choose what people see. You exist on more than one plane at a time. You are so beyond my kin words fail me."

"For a man of so few words you paint an accurate picture," she purred. "I am neither of these things and so much more. You are quite right that I am so outside your simple body formed of simple matter."

"Are you going to kill me now?"

"Kill you, whatever gave you that idea?"

"I assumed that this was either a test or a trap."

"You assumed quite correctly. It was a test."

Then she fell silent. I stood there waiting for her to say something but she never did.

"Did I pass," I asked finally.

"Yes, now be a good lad and wake up!"

The next thing I knew I was standing on one of the balconies looking out over the carved landscape. There were dozens of large holding pens and connecting them a massive maze. At the center of the maze one open area larger than the rest. But I saw no exit to the labyrinth. This was in fact one large death trap. It was designed to maximize fear and minimize harm to the hunters. They could bunch up their prey in the long winding alleys and kill them at leisure. The few who made it to the middle would be in a frenzy of fear and have most of the fight driven from them. How effective can you get?

"I have a question for you..." I began.

"You may call me Vana," she purred in my ear.

"I am curious Vana," I tried again.

"Go ahead ask it already I know you want to."

"Which two of the girls would you choose?"

"What," she stammered but recovered instantly. "You are wiser than you look Jon Masters."

She turned and began heading away further up the hill and deeper into the living complex.

"Hey, you didn't answer my question," I called after her.

"When you are done playing around find me in the Crypt," she said over her shoulder.

"The Crypt," I muttered. "Great sounds like a great place for a rendezvous."

Then I began to laugh remembering Mom and me in the mausoleum back home. I turned to face the girls still standing in the two groups and immediately saw that Vana had in fact answered my question. One girl from each group now bore a black hourglass on their body. The near human with the long blonde hair and blue eyes had it just above her sex. The not even close girl had it just below her cute little belly button. I grabbed each of them by the wrist and tugged them forward.

"I have made my decision."

There was cursing from both Red and Black when they saw who I had chosen. But honor bound they let me take both of them. That saved two lives instead of just one. Now I had to move things along so I could catch up with Vana and find out what she had planned.

"Is it time for the hunt," I asked and they all nodded. "So what do I do?"

Red, followed by the rest of the council, directed me towards one of the other balconies. I learned then that there were a total of six mazes. But only one of them would be used at a time. Directly below the balcony were massed the citizens of the Blind and I could almost feel their hunger. Though they never spoke their hands were very animated as Red came forward to address them.

"On this day we repay our debt to the Sublime Master. On this day we return that which was borrowed. On this day we HUNT!"

Now the crowd roared its approval. Then Red stepped aside and I took his place. I looked down at the upturned sea of emaciated faces with their dead eyes.

"Soon the pens will be opened. Then the hot press of bodies will flow through the alleys of the maze. You will smell their fear and their panic. They will scream and cry out for mercy but none will be delivered. It is time!"

"It is TIME!"

"It is TIME," I echoed.

"TIME... TIME... TIME..."

"Let the hunt BEGIN!"

They turned and surged towards the maze with a howl.

"Ever consider a position in politics," Red asked me.

"Nah, I hate politics," I replied and he actually laughed.