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There were few calm days for Andrew, but when they do come he always treasures them as long as he can be able to. One such occasion would be his birthday. He had just returned from having a birthday lunch with Serra when he was given a birthday card from her. He smiled kindly, the scent of the herbs that he had been using to calm his nerves was present as he opened the red envelope. Inside was a lovely card that seemed to be blank on the inside. When he opened the card, he saw a hand written note that Serra had given him.

I know how your mind works. And I know that your being has been split up through the universe. I wanted to be mad at you, but I know you never meant to hurt me or anyone. That is why we talked to each other to get to know each other. We agreed that even split up you all gave us your attention so we wanted to give something back to you. Enclosed in the envelope is an address to a hotel and a set of key cards. You can choose which door you want to open first. But the one thing you should always remember is this: you do not need to be afraid anymore.


PS, I always knew you had interesting tastes :3

The hearts in Andrew’s chest began to beat hard. There were times he had lost all track of time. From what he had heard from the doctors he had been seeing sometimes it was easily days. But from what he had been reading it seemed that no one seemed to be mad. Taking his hoverboard, he found himself at a fancy hotel and took the elevator to the top floor.  As he looked at each door, he wondered who would be the first one he would meet. Setting out the keycards as if he was looking at a hand, he chose the card on his left. When he opened the door, he started to look around the room. For the most part it seemed that there was nothing inside except for a receipt for room service. Looking at the sheet he noticed that the order came for a red velvet cake. Raising an eyebrow in curiosity, he continued to look around the room until he opened the door to the bedroom to see who was inside.

Katrina was waiting for him in the bedroom, blushing softly as she smiled at Andrew. Normally she wouldn’t do things like this but for him she was happy to make an exception. The birthday cake was near the foot of the bed on a stand as she spoke to him softly. “Hello Andrew, I heard it was your birthday today.” Andrew nodded his head, blushing as he walked over to the bed. She had been wearing a red nightgown for him as she looked up at him with a kind expression. “I had been learning alot from the others.  You have a lot of stories with each of them.” He stayed silent but she continued to move closer to him. “But we also have plenty of stories as well. Andrew, I want you to know that I loved all of them and I love you too.” She took a match, lighting the single candle in the cake as she smiled. “Go ahead, make a wish.” As Andrew blushed, he blew out the candle as he looked into her eyes. “I hope my wishes do come true.”

“Somehow, I think they will be coming quite true tonight.” Katrina took the candle out, tasting the frosting as she smiled sweetly. “The frosting is delicious, and I bet the cake is just as good too.” As she said that, she slipped her toes into the top of the red velvet cake. Her toes wiggled around, making Andrew lick his lips as he watched Katrina. “And I have a feeling you are pretty hungry. Help yourself Andrew, I think you will find both the cake and my toes equally delicious.”
Andrew blushed happily, starting with licking Katrina’s toes first as he smiled. He noticed that she had recently got a pedicure and her pale white soles were incredibly soft. She started to coo and giggle happily when Andrew began to suck on her toes. The sensitivity of her feet must have been gone through the roof with whatever they had done with their feet. And if Katrina had let her feet become insanely sensitive, how sensitive would the others be? Katrina began to snicker as Andrew’s tongue gently slid on the undersides of her toes. Her cheeks becoming bright red as she seemed to be holding back what appeared to be a massive torrent of laughter as she gripped the bedsheets.

He grinned evily, letting more of the cake be applied close to Katrina’s arches and balls of her feet as she gasped. She knew that he was going to drive her insane and hoped that her mind could take it. In their timeline Andrew had personally put Katrina through his own brand of “rigorous training” by not only using special artifacts to enhance her sensitivity and ticklishness but also included the use of science to make her not even able to stand on any fluffy surface barefoot. Otherwise one false move and she would be reduced into a puddle of giggles and squeals. His tongue dragged slowly along her arches, taking his time as a smile started to strain on her face before finally watching as the dam broke. What escaped from her mouth was the rich aristocratic laughter he had known and absolutely adored as he continued to torment her arches. Her upperbody bounced around as her head went back into full laughter. Tears started to fall from her eyes, uncertain how long Andrew had been working on both her feet and the large slice of cake. But in time he stopped, feeling only the soft kisses she remembers to signal the cooldown period for her.

She panted heavily, her body covered in sweat as she looked up at Andrew. He had a bright smile on his face as she softly touched his cheek. “I have a feeling I am going to be hearing the others laugh as loud as I did aren’t I?” Andrew nodded his head, grinning playfully before she planted a soft kiss on his cheek. She then whispered softly in his ear, “Even if our universes are different, I can see the same fire in you.” She began to yawn, her body completely exhausted from the tickling that had ensued. Before Andrew left however, he softly kissed her forehead before taking the second keycard and going to the door in the middle.

The next room he went in had a familiar scent. It was the a mix of various herbs that would bring a calming sensation to his emotions. But it couldn’t have been from Serra. Normally he would not keep so many of the oils so far from the hotel. Not to mention places of business tend to be leary when it came to someone wielding many bottles of “unknown” substances. Especially when it came to the city of Domino and any meta human could easily turn liquids into bombs. But when he turned to the living room he saw a head on a table. She had long ears like an elf, long flowing hair, dark skin and bright blue eyes the shined brightly like sapphire. She had a kind smile on her face as she blushed softly when she saw him. “Hello Andrew, do you remember me?” Andrew thought about it for a moment before nodding his head. “Yes, hello Dulla.”

Dulla smiled happily as she continued to blush at him. “We heard it was your birthday I guess you were wondering how we came to talk to each other?” Andrew nodded his head, deep down fearing in the back of his mind of still being in trouble. But as he looked into her eyes, she seemed not to be angry. “Do you remember when we went to Rhode Island last year?” He looked at the ground, remembering having a variety of health concerns such as nose bleeds, headaches and blacking out for random intervals of time. He even recalled Serra and Katrina taking him to the hospital to get an MRI to make sure the shunt in his head was not going to malfunction. “Yes, I remember because I think there was just too much going on that I needed to postpone my arrival.” Dulla nodded her head, concern filling her eyes when she remembered as well. It was when she had been pregnant with Dianne and he was so focused on making sure that the baby and Dulla were okay that he had completely forgot what he needed to do. “Anyway, when you were meditating I was looking into the heart of the array when I saw a building that looked like was from the future. I wasn’t sure what I was looking at but I could tell I was looking through your eyes when I saw you going into what looked like an office with a teenager with bright red hair. You were talking to him about how his training was progressing with him upgrading an...exoskeleton?” Dulla seemed uncertain about that portion of the story, or rather if she had certainly heard what she heard. For all intents and purposes the boy looked human but an exoskeleton was something that usually was given to certain creatures like insects and crustaceans. Shaking her head, she then continued to talk. “I learned how to look through the array’s magic and eventually I found not just Serra but also Katrina as well. Don’t get me wrong we were mad at first. But when we started to talk about the stories we had with each other we knew something was off. There would have been no legitimate way for you to be everywhere at once.”

She took in a deep breath before looking concerned again. “But then we found a the common thread: Mantorok. You came in contact with it at all times and for whatever reason you either continued on in the school you were a part of in Japan or you simply wandered off. That’s when we figured out that this had to be some kind of multiverse issue as Serra had put it. Honestly I thought that it seemed crazy but then she told me this story about how you went into an alternate universe and said you met yourself as a woman.” Andrew had a sheepish expression as he remembered the story clearly. He met her and it seemed that she was a part of a resistance force to defend the school. Prior to that she had been imprisoned with the female counterpart of Lucifer, but her story didn’t have a happy ending.

After not speaking for a moment, he approached Dulla as she looked up at him. “After a while and we finished talking, we knew you had no malicious intent. You genuinely cared for all of us and you wanted to be with all of us. It doesn’t matter to me that Mantorok had messed you up, what matters is the time we spent together was something I never will forget. You still exist in my timeline.” Dulla then bit her lip cutely as she blushed. “Go ahead and wash up. The next cake is in the bedroom with Hana.”

Andrew blushed as he nodded his head. Cleaning himself up in the kitchen, he finished and walked into the bedroom to see the body Hana now tied to the bed as the neck blushed. Dulla was known to be incredibly ticklish and with plenty of sessions of Andrew pampering her feet she would be more sensitive than ever. Her toes curled innocently, showing off the blue nail polish she applied before coming to the hotel as she pointed with her big toe to show him the large slice of black forest cake that she had ordered.

Licking his lips, he realized why Dulla put herself in the other room: she wanted to feel a stronger reaction when she is being tickled and worshipped. Normally they would have done this with a blindfold, but it was Hana that came up with the idea to see if Dulla could guess what he was going to do next. He held her right ankle, smiling as he started to softly kiss the sole of her foot. He could see Dulla giggle happily as her toes started to immediately wiggle around in anticipation for what will happen next.
As his tongue explored her soles, he moved the cake under her heels. While he teased her Dulla’s feet continued to kick around until her left foot plunged right into the cake, coating her foot with the cake, frosting and cherries. He started on her heel, using a very soft lick to the full length from heel to toe. Immediately she bursted into giggles, her body squirming around as he took his time on her left foot. He pressed it into the frosting, making sure her whole sole was covered in chocolate as he began to give full licks from heel to toe. Dulla was in full hysterical laughter. The feeling of his tongue taking its time to cover every last inch of her large feet drove her insane. He stopped for a moment, hearing her head roll around before walking to the table with what seemed to be a few pillows from the bed and a couple cushions from the couch. He set them around Dulla’s head, making a protective nest to prevent her head from falling as she blushed softly while smiling. “T...thank you.” Andrew nodded his head, smiling happily as he asked “Would you like me to continue?” Dulla bit her lip and nodded, bracing herself as Andrew returned to her room to continue licking her feet.

Her laughter hit an incredibly high volume as he started to suck her toes. Even her body was straining to help get out of the restraints as her back began to arch. As time passed and the cake was finished he could see Hana completely spent as their chest began to rise and fall to gather up oxygen while hearing Dulla pant heavily. Watching this he untied Hana from the bed and cleaned her feet off gently, only hearing silent giggles as her body continued to slightly squirm after the intense session. After setting the plate on the room service table he took Dulla’s head and rested it gently with her body so they wouldn’t be apart, kissing her forehead gently after cleaning his lips. Before leaving he softly kissed the tips of her elven ears, making her blush and smile happily, liking the playful feeling before Andrew let her drift fast asleep.

He was in front of the last door, and it meant Serra was the last room. Slipping the keycard in, he stepped inside carefully only to hear the door close behind him as he feels her hands covering his eyes. She giggled softly as she whispered into his ear “I wanted to surprise you first before you surprised me.” She gently kissed his cheek, slipping her hands off from his face before holding his hands as he saw her in an emerald green night gown. “I heard down the hall the others having a very fun time. I have no doubt you have that kind of ending with me,” she said as she took his hand, leading him to her room.

Andrew nodded his head, smiling at Serra as she lead him into the bedroom. “I just never thought you being as kinky as you are when it comes to your tastes. Well, I guess still waters really do run deep.” If anything, when it came to the kinky and pervy side of things Serra usually was the one who initiated things in this universe, but when she gave the go ahead Andrew was known to let the still waters run deep. He smiled, teasing her sides with his fingers to already make her snicker as she looked up. “So, do you think there are others like you?” Andrew had thought about it for a moment, it had dawned on him there could be others. But for the life of him he wouldn’t be able to remember much if anything. He had a serious expression for a moment before looking at Serra again. “Hey Serra, can you do me a favor?”

Serra nodded her head, confused as to what he was thinking about. For him he could be easily thinking of something kinky and immediately a light goes on in his head for an idea that was something unrelated. “I want to build something to help me keep track of things. In case if I forget can you pass on that information to Lance?” Serra thought about that for a moment. How was he going to keep track of everything in his head? He had his AI but it sounded like there was something more he had in mind. She nodded her head again, smiling kindly as she stood on her tip toes and kissed his lips. “Now, I hope you are ready for one more slice of cake.” Andrew nodded his head, smiling as she showed him a tres leches cake slice that she had wanted him to taste. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she slipped her shoes off revealing her pale feet. She had been wearing emerald green nail polish as she dipped her toes into the milk. “Something tells me that you are going to have a hard time deciding which cake was your favorite.” Andrew grinned, smiling as he licked Serra’s toes softly. “The cakes are nothing compared to the taste of all three of you.”

Serra blushed from both what he said and from him softly licking her toes. As she began to snicker, she playfully stuck his tongue out at him. “That was just cheesy.” He grinned as he nibbled her toes. “True, but these toes are very sweet tasting.” As he nibbled Serra laughed out loud, already tossing and turning in the bed as he softly licked the soles of her feet. He was going to take his time with Serra, already having a feeling that the reason why the tres leches cake was so that Andrew can have her soles soak up the milk so he can lap it up slowly. But in no time at all she was already in full laughter that sounded as bright and clear as Katrina’s and Dulla’s. Truly this was one of his best birthdays he had in a very long time.
3 parties, 3 cakes
A birthday story I wanted to write for myself. Dulla belongs to Gear, Katrina belongs to Kit, Andrew and Serra belong to me 

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“Let’s looks even, got the right colors this time around. What do you think Artemis? Of course I value your opinion. Well it shouldn’t be flashy, I mean owls are after all blend in with their surroundings. It’s what makes them effective hunters. Why this owl? Well it’s the first one we ever saw. I guess you could say it’s the inspiration to what this would be. What will we hunt? Oh it’s simple Artemis: we’re hunting the fae who would hurt others.”

It was late in the afternoon as the head of a dullahan girl was watching her body paint a mask with the resemblance of an owl. There were a lot of sketches of what looked like a suit that either were crossed out or tossed aside from after getting into debates with her body. Eventually they decided on the construction and how to make it work. It wasn’t as advanced as what their father could build, but since she had little know how about machinery she made due with simpler methods. The suit itself was made of spider silk enhanced by magic to help not only protect herself but be able to connect to the energy inside of her. Her cape was made with owl feathers that could be launched like daggers while her boots and gloves can form magical talons not only for fighting but also improved her climbing capabilities.

Her body let the paint dry on the mask, placing it where the face was on the model that held her suit before she heard a knock at the door. “Oh! Hold on! Just a minute!” She looked at the door as Artemis was doing her best to hide away many of the sketches that were made under the bed before putting a cloth on top of the mannequin. Dianne looked around, nodded her head as she motioned Artemis to open the door.

The body waved hello as Dianne smiled, seeing her mother Dulla in the doorway in a stunning black dress. “Good evening mother, I thought you would be at the celebration with father tonight.” Dulla raised her eyebrow curiously before walking into Dianne’s room. “I was going to have Hana paint my face before heading out. Your father would be making the introductions first.” Dianne nodded her head, gulpping as she seemed nervous. “Dianne, are you hiding something?” Dianne did her best to keep her eye contact with Dulla as she smiled. “H...hiding something? Why would I be hiding something?” Dulla looked at Dianne and then at Artemis who seemed to be much calmer than her sister before walking to the sheet. Pulling up the cloth, she saw the costume and sighed softly.

She sat down on Dianne’s bed as she looked at the costume. Dianne was about to open her mouth, but Dulla had an expression on her face that showed that she was more aware of what was going on. “Did you see what I had in my closet too?” Dianne was actually surprised when she said that. She was almost expecting Dulla to be angry, but if she was talking about the clothing that she had hidden in her bedroom. “ were Nuada, the headless highwayman.”
Dulla nodded her head, looking at the ground now with a soft smile on her face. “You know all the stories your father told you about? Well, they were all true.” Dianne had a surprised expression as she seemed to have the look of wonder like she was a child again. “You mean the metal bugs? The lizard who commands a dragon? The foxes who are blessed with fire and electricity? The mage who was brought back to life? And the angel? Are all of those stories true?” Dulla giggled and nodded her head. “Yes, everything was true and it was all when he was at school.”

Dianne’s mouth was open in shock as she started to squeal happily. Her head started to roll around the dresser, almost falling off before Artemis caught her. Dulla stopped smiling before holding a serious motherly expression on her face. “Now Dianne, you know that there are those who would want to hurt you. And it’s not just humans like Jack. There are fae who do not like what either your father or I have been doing behind the scenes. For all they know, I am the head of the Autumn court. That means we all need to be careful, especially you Dianne. They will kill you if you give them a chance, do not give them that chance.” Dianne had a surprised expression on her face. Instead of being chastised, she was being told to be careful.

Dulla picked up Dianne’s head, smiling lovingly as she looked at her kindly. “Your father inspired me to do good. So I have been doing my best to help out those who need it. I hope he inspires you as much as he did for me.” She kissed Dianne’s forehead gently before placing her back on her body. “Now you two do not stay out for too long okay? I want to do something with everyone back at home.” Dianne nodded her head, smiling happily as she gave her a cheerful nod. As Dulla went to go get ready for her party, Dianne waited for her to be out of direct line of sight before taking her clothes off.

She slipped into her costume, the mask being last as she secured her head to her body. A blue aura began to surround her body and as she waved her hand a blue door appeared in front of her leading out high into the air. She took a deep breath and sighed as she looked out into the night stars. “Okay Artemis, this is just like with dad and the Crimson. But this time you are in full control. This is going to be our third test run. We made sure to have the wings and feathers enchanted so they can not only act like wings but they can replenish the feathers so we are able to fly.”

Dianne’s heart started to slow as she stuck one foot out of the door before exhaling and walking forward. Whatever she could see from her room was gone and all that was left for her to see was thousands of feet of sky. She dropped down from the night sky, her cape blowing in the gusts as she gripped her cape to extend it to its full length.

The appearance of wings could be seen from the moon as she started to glide through the air. Such exhilaration was only felt once when she was a child and was able to fly on her father’s hoverboard. She laughed in triumph, cheering to the moon as she began to flap to simulate the wings of the owl. “Yes! It’s working Artemis! We’re flying! This is incredible!” Dianne’s cheers echoed into the night, the rush of freedom for the first time before she heard a woman’s scream. She twisted her head to the direction of the scream, seeing a woman with dark skin and blonde hair struggling to keep her head above water.

Dianne watched her struggle, knowing she much act immediately. She swooped down silently, pulling out from her belt what looked like a fake human pelvis that then took the form and shape of a whip that was a mix of glowing blue and a strange metal from beyond this world. She looked down at the girl, raising her voice as she watched. “Quick, grab this,” she said loudly as she released her whip. The girl raised her left arm, feeling the metal surround her forearm as Dianne began to pull as hard as she could. She could feel the weight of something pulling her down as she began to use both hands to pull her up before seeing an each usige. It looked like it had her hard in its grasp, forcing her into the water before Dianne’s eyes began to glow blue.

As she gripped the whip with both hands, the light went to her wings as she began to flap them. With each successful flap she released dagger like feathers fused to Ulyaoth, making the creature roar in pain from the magic as Dianne felt the weight go off the woman’s body. Using the opportunity, she flapped as hard as she could to solid land before setting the woman down on the ground softly.

Dianne landed on the ground fast, kneeling down to see the girl closer. Her pink hair was completely soaked along with the green dress that made her think of her mother’s as she checked her pulse. It was steady but it was clear on her face that she went through an ordeal. She continued to look her over her body to make sure there were not any scars. She wondered if she was human, but there was a strange aura around her. However, it didn’t feel like a glamour to her. Maybe she was a spirit, but then she would not be solid. Dianne put her hand on her body and her hand did not go through. She wanted to know more about her, so she created another portal to hide away her costume and change into a dark green dress and ankle boots before she woke up.

The pink haired girl’s eyes opened slowly, groaning as she looked up at Dianne. “Huh...who are you? How did...?” Dianne smiled kindly as she placed her hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay, you will not be harmed.” As she began to come to her senses, she started to look around worried. “T...there was a was a horse! It was made of the waters of the bay! Oh was trying to drown me.” She had a fearful expression on her face as she started to breathe heavily. “B...but I heard a woman and she pulled me away from that thing. Did she fly away?” Dianne didn’t say much, but she knew that the fewer who knew what she was doing the better. The girl lowered her head as she nodded her head. “I see...I wish I could have thanked her.” She did her best to stand on her face, but her face twisted into an expression of pain as she fell to her knees. “ ankle, I think it’s broken.”

Dianne looked around, making sure that there was going to be no disturbance as she had an idea. “Okay, I can be able to help you out. My dad has a few healing items.” She tilted her head in confusion. “But how are we going to get back to his home? I do not know much about this land, there’s too much civilization.” Dianne looked confused as well, what did the girl mean by too much civilization? Even with the nature aspects of the fae race they were able to adapt to change. Was she even a fae?

The dullahan girl smiled kindly as she held her hand out to her. “I’m Dianne Artemis Vanderburg, what’s your name?” The girl looked at her hand, confused what to do before smiling at Dianne. It was clear Dianne wasn’t intending any harm. “I am Caction, maiden of the desert Lady Dianne.” When Dianne heard this, she tilted her head in confusion. “ a princess?” Caction giggled as she shook her head. “I’m connected to all things that are nature in the desert.”

As she heard that, Dianne had a confused expression on her face. But still she held her hand out and formed a blue portal back to her home. She held onto Caction, using her own body to support her weight so she would stay off her ankle. Dianne helped her to her room, letting the pink haired girl rest on her bed as Dianne went to get his healing amulet. Meanwhile the maiden waited patiently before smiling happily when the dullahan returned. Caction noticed that she didn’t seem to be worried about being told she was a maiden of the desert, but mainly she seemed to be more confused.

Caction watched Dianne kneel down as she spoke. “I know what you are thinking. I mean in the southern areas of California it can easily be a desert. But there is still nature there, you just need to keep a much closer eye for it.” Dianne looked up at her curiously, the amulet beginning to mend Caction’s ankle as she continued to speak. “For me, I am able to communicate with cacti.” Dianne blinked as she looked up into her pink eyes. “C...cacti?” Caction nodded her head as she smiled. “Yes, if it sounds strange the single form is known as a cactus.” Dianne’s eyes became brighter as she nodded her head. “My dad has something like that. If you want I can show you it.”

Caction giggled and nodded her head, smiling happily as she wiggled her toes for Dianne. The dullahan blushed, admiring her pale feet before her eyes caught a glimpse of an owl feather that was supposed to be a part of the costume. She could feel Artemis reaching for the feather, gulpping as the tip of the feather glided effortlessly along Caction’s sole.

Caction squealed cutely, her toes wiggling around as Dianne smiled happily. The dullahan had a foot fetish like her father did and was always curious about it. She looked up at Caction, smiling shyly as the maiden nodded her head to give her a silent permission. The feather explored the full length of her pale foot, making the maiden laugh sweetly as she laid down on Dianne’s bed reduced to a pile of giggles.

Both body and head were in their own world before hearing the door unlock. Dianne snapped back to reality as she looked at Caction completely content in her ticklish world. As Dianne stood up and hugged the maiden, she concentrated hard to channel her magic to slip themselves between planes to be hidden. She was unsure if it was her parents so she needed to be careful. Her heart began to beat louder until she heard the voices of her parents.

Andrew had been in the kitchen, keeping his head lifted while placing a tissue in his nose. “I’m really sorry Dulla. I serious don’t know what happened.” Dulla had put her hand on his shoulder, concerned more about his health than the faux pas at the party as she helped with his bleeding nose. She had gotten him to Rhode Island last year, but it seemed that the fracturing was happening more and more frequently. But as she saw the apologetic look on his face, she gave him a reassuring smile as she kissed his lips. “The party was starting to get dull, too many politics for my liking. Besides, we can be able to have our own party now that we are back home.”

As Andrew heard that, he grinned as he kept his nose still pointing up. “Well...I do have some butterscotch that I made today. I think I found a use for it too: making my dullahan even sweeter.” Dulla blushed and giggled, poking his nose as she smiled. “I believe the amulet was in the bedroom. Dianne gasped, knowing she needed to get the amulet back as soon as possible. She closed her eyes tightly, the blue rune symbol appearing on her forehead as blue lines of magic radiated on her skin as she transported the amulet back onto their bed before Dulla could notice it missing.

All the while the magic was occuring, Caction couldn’t help but be in awe of her magic. It was clear now that there was a reason Dianne was not afraid: she was more than what she made herself as. As soon as the amulet vanished Dianne’s eyes began to glow blue and in an instant Dianne held onto Caction with only one thing on her mind: hedgehog. Caction fell down on top of Dianne, surprised with the change of scenery before her eyes were wide with surprise. It was a hedgehog cactus with several small green orbs and white spines surrounding them. It had recently budded as well after seeing two orbs by themselves in a new pot next to a larger colony. She walked to the pots, speaking to the cacti happily as Dianne sat up to watch her curiously. Caction in time returned to Dianne as she smiled happily. “The cacti are happy, it’s clear your father had learned to take care of their kind before.” Dianne nodded her head as she spoke. “His mother had a lot of cacti too, I guess this is his way to honor her memory. Not to mention it’s something he won’t go into a sneezing fit.” Caction giggled happily and hugged Dianne. “I like you Dianne, you seem to understand nature very well.” She then looked at the moon before looking at her. “Well, for now it is time for me to leave. But I promise to see you again.” Dianne blushed, looking down at the ground before feeling Caction holding her hands. Her smile was serene as she kissed the dullahan’s cheek. “Thank you for everything.”

Before Dianne could say anything, she vanished without a trace. Dianne wondered if Caction was really real. She was now all alone in the night with only the sound of her mother laughing hysterically in their room. Andrew had been licking butterscotch slowly off of Dulla’s tummy as she was tied up on the bed to keep her body immobile while being licked. Dianne sighed, smiling as she shook her head before hearing something in the bushes. Curiosity got the better of her as she poked her head into the bush, seeing a red fox looking up at her. She smiled at the animal, but immediately was surprised as it began to speak. “Dianne Vanderburg,” the fox asked Dianne. A chill went down her spine as she nodded her head.

The fox jumped out of the bush engulfed in flames before appearing as a blonde haired woman on one knee. Her red tail and ears wiggled as she stood up. “My name is Sakura, and I know your father.” As she turned to face the dullahan, she had a serious expression on her face. “You already know about his health issues and there is a reason why. But to get the whole story you will need to head back to where he trained.” Dianne tilted her head in confusion. “I know it is a lot to think about but I promise that I am not your enemy.” Dianne looked right into Sakura’s eyes, silent as it seemed that both she and Artemis were debating if she was really telling the truth. The dullahan then nodded her head, looking at the kitsune as she spoke, “Where do we need to go?”
Wings of Halloween
Story for Gear's halloween jam. Dulla and Caction belong to Gear 25. Sakura, Andrew and Dianne belong to AbadonX

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For Andrew, anything that is worth it needs to have as much research done as possible. For him it was now trying to learn more about Dulla. With her real self now revealed, he began to study how her head and body worked without having any fear. He watched them, from first glance they are on good terms. While her head was quiet and shy, her body was much more laid back and very protective of her head. They did have arguments, much as siblings did. But they also communicated with Andrew in great lengths. He was more open as the months went on, feeling more comfortable as he told her everything about him. He told her about the school he had belonged to. Fighting the likes of angels, creatures of science, the supernatural and humans alike. He had told her about how with his friends he maintained what sanity he had as he almost gave up on finding a relationship.

Dulla took it with a grain of salt. She learned from his friends how his mind had almost completely broken from the weight of the magic in his body and information going through his head almost drove him insane. But only through returning to Rhode Island was he able to find some balance to restore his mind and body. Both Dulla and Hana were in agreement about one thing: they would make sure that what happened to him before would not happen again.

In time months turned to years as Dulla and Hana became comfortable with Andrew. There were ups and downs as relationships go but with them the ups outnumbered the downs. The biggest hurdle for him was to understand how Hana communicates. Though she can speak with Dulla alright, for Andrew it was hit and miss. He was about to give up until he remembered a book he read when he was a teenager. He spent weeks to build but he was successful in inventing a device to help her communicate with Andrew. Hana mastered a device he created that not only allowed her to type while letting her magically sense what she needed to put down in words, but speak in Dulla’s voice.

They had their residence in San Francisco near the ocean. The sun was out in the morning as a series of squeals and cute giggles came from inside their bedroom. Dulla had been sitting in a chair, doing her best to not squirm around as she dug her fingers into an armchair. A bright blush was on her face as her eyes stayed shut tight. After several minutes went by, she could hear Andrew’s voice say to her, “Okay, you can open your eyes now.”

Dulla opened her eyes, catching a glimpse of the fruits of Andrew’s labor in the form of a pedicure. He had painted her nails blue to match her eyes and even found a piece of jewelry for her to wear. He found an anklet that had been painted to look gold. He was careful to not pick jewelry that was gold due to the dullahan’s fear of the metal. She sniffled and smiled, holding Andrew’s hands as she smiled. “It’s as beautiful as the choker you gave me. Thank you so much.” Andrew continued to blush, smiling as he gave her a soft peck on the lips. “So, I was actually wondering if you both would be interested with going to the beach?”

Dulla smiled cheerfully and nodded her head. She then tilted her head to the side as he seemed to be continuing to blush. “W...would it be okay if you wore that swimsuit that I got you?” Andrew’s face was bright red as he looked to the side. He had the image in his head about Dulla in a swimsuit that he had been able to find her: a silver and green two piece. But with the new colors he had been found another suit that was a mix of deep blue and black.
Andrew continued to blush as he could hear Dulla speaking in a hushed tone with Hana. It seemed that they were in discussion and it was in great detail. It didn’t seem to be an argument, especially after she heard Dulla giggle. She stood up and walked to her room. She returned as she touched Andrew’s shoulder, letting him open his eyes as he saw in awe with how the swimsuit looked on her. “Well, what do you think,” Dulla asked with a blush. Andrew continued to blush brightly, his mouth opened as he looked. “Wow...”

Dulla giggled, smiling as she helped him up. “I’ll take that as a good sign.” Andrew nodded his head, gathering a towel, umbrella, two chairs, sunscreen and beverages for them. The beach was within walking distance, but Andrew had been more curious to see Dulla walking around in sandals. It was always a debate between Dulla and Hana: whether they would wear shoes or go barefoot. But with the sandals it was a compromise they could be able to live with.

When they got to the beach it was low tide. Andrew put the umbrella in the sand as Dulla placed the towel on the sand. As Dulla rested on her tummy, she smiled up at Andrew. “Would you like to put the lotion on us?” He blushed and nodded his head, more than happy to place sunblock on Dulla. He carefully unclasped the top of her swimsuit from behind, softly touching her dark skin while listening to her giggle. He applied the lotion to the small of her back, shivering in surprise with how cold it was before cooing from Andrew rubbing it into her back. A small sigh escaped her lips as she smiled happily. “That really feels nice Andrew. You are pretty good at massages.”

Andrew smiled appreciatively, continuing to massage the lotion into her back before watching her fall asleep with her body now completely relaxed. As he watched the two, an impish grin formed on his face. The moment was too perfect and he wanted to see her laugh again. As they slept, Andrew buried Hana in the sand with only her feet exposed while placing her head carefully on one chair.

The sisters slept peacefully, but was awakened by the feeling of something cold touching her left sole. Dulla squealed loudly, her toes curling as she woke up. She looked around in a hazy state, seeing Andrew sitting in the other chair while smiling at Dulla. “Hello there my beautiful dullahan, what did you think of the wake up call?” He slid the ice cube on her right foot, making her squeal again cutely as her toes curled tightly. Andrew smiled happily as he watched her feet react. “Such beautiful toes, I think I want them to wiggle.” Looking down at the sand, he saw a seagull feather and slowly picked it up to show Dulla. Hana squirmed as their feet wiggled, wondering what was happening as Dulla giggled nervously. “Oh don’t worry Dulla, I think  you deserve a little bit of tickling too.”

Of course when Andrew said that, he was talking about giving her head attention too. With just the tip of the feather he began to softly stroke the outlines of her pointed ears, making her squeals fill the beach with a cheerful sound as she began to giggle helplessly. Andrew chuckled, loving how musical her laughter was as he continued to tickle her pointed ears. Dulla was completely helpless, knowing that after finding out how sensitive her ears were he began to tickle and tease them as much as every inch of her body. Dulla squealed cutely, her head shaking around before being given a break.

Dulla panted softly, blushing as Andrew went back to her feet again. He sat down, grinning as he held her pinky toe and started to wiggle the digit softly. She began to squeal again, laughing happily as he played “This little piggy” for each toe. As Andrew reach her big toes, Dulla was laughing hysterically. Her cheeks were flushed bright red as she finally was reduced to a puddle of giggles and squeals from Andrew’s gentle touch before slipping to unconsiousness.

Dulla had woke up with her body unburied, giggling still as her body squirmed. She felt Andrew pick her head up and brought her up to meet his face. She pouted cutely, blushing as she looked at him. “You know, that was pretty mean. You are too much of a tease.” He had an apologetic look but she then kissed his nose as she blushed. “But you are my tease Andrew.” He continued to blush softly as she smiled lovingly. Hana stood on her feet and hugged him tightly. He responded in kind, looking at the sisters with Dulla speaking. “Ready to go home?” Andrew nodded his head and Hana brought Dulla home in her arms while Andrew carried the rest of the items home.

Andrew poked his head in the doorway to hear the shower water turn off. After putting the items away he caught of glimpse of Dulla with a towel wrapped around her body. He watched her with a loving smile and softly knocked on the door. She turned to see him and smiled lovingly, motioning him to come in. Andrew smiled, looking at Dulla as she looked at him. As she sat down on the bed, he sat down next to her as he blushed. Hana by instinct took his hand and placed it on her chest, showing him how fast her heart is beating.

He smiled at Hana, placing her hand where his original heart was as Dulla smiled lovingly. “I think you know what this means right?” Andrew nodded his head, silently knowing what Hana had wanted to do. All the years that they spent with each other and never once had they made love. As Dulla looked at Andrew, her breathing became deeper as then he smiled. “But if we are going to do this, I want both of you there.”

He held onto Dulla’s head and softly placed her back on her body before going into the night stand. Reaching into the drawer, he took out the choker that he got her long ago and placed it around her neck. As he smiled, he stroked her cheek gently. “I want you to enjoy every last minute.” His hand then gently stroked her neck before he began to gently kiss every inch. Dulla cooed softly, her body moving closer to his as he moved to her ears.

He kissed her pointed ears softly, his lips gently caressing the outline before planting many soft kisses on the tips of her ears. It made her cheeks flushed as she moaned cutely. His hands moved down, slipping into her towel as his hands touched her breasts. As he playfully massaged and tickled them, he continued to kiss her from behind. His lips moving down to her shoulder as he worshipped every inch of her.

Dulla’s breathing continued to get heavier, moaning softly as she turned around and pinned Andrew on the bed. Her long black hair draped on her shoulders as she was now on top of him. Her hands went down to his shorts as she blushed softly. “A...are you ready?” Andrew smiled lovingly, pulling Dulla closer to kiss her passionately. From then on it was as if was a blur: both Andrew and Dulla took their time exploring each other. It was their first time and they wanted it to be something the other would not forget.

City of Domino, Japan days after the battle of Jack Harryhausen

“Good afternoon Mr. Togami, I assume your trip went okay?”

“Yes it did, do I have any messages?”

“Let me see...yes you have a message from your wives about getting preparations for the Halloween celebration occuring at the end of October to be underway. Of course this is after the Oktoberfest that your wife Seran had almost caused several million dollars of property damage from what is referred to “the bottomless keg incident”. Also your grandson Sorns is letting you know that everything is going well and his daughter Ariel is starting to walk. Oh that reminds me, Mrs. Devorak is waiting for you in the magicks department that Mr. Vanderburg used to work in.”

“Very well, I think I know what Mrs. Devorak wants to talk about. Hold all of my messages and reschedule all of my meetings. I have a feeling that this is going to lead to.”

“Of course Mr. Togami, and welcome home.”

Lance nodded his head, rotating his head to loosen up his neck. If Sakura was here, it meant she wanted to talk about Andrew. Of his friends, Sakura had always been the most concerned. She had been there when she met Andrew at his worst, so the concern is reasonable. The doors to magicks department slid open, showing a wide variety of various magical tomes and potions adorning the bookshelves. He walked through the chamber, seeing Sakura reading a book that seemed to be bound with human skin and spined in human bones. She tapped her finger on the page, looking up at Lance as she greeted him with a serious expression on her face. “You know why I am here right?”

Lance sighed softly, taking a chair next to her as he nodded his head. “You’re talking about the fracturing.” Sakura stayed silent as Lance nodded his head. “Yeah, straight to the point. And I guess you know about the nature of Mantorok then?” Sakura’s eyes flashed, changing from anger for a moment before looking normal again. She above all else knew about Andrew’s past. She found him homeless after getting to Japan and needed to fix him up as soon as possible. The kitsune crossed her arms, her long red tail swishing around slowly. “Look, I understand your anger but Andrew was more than aware about his condition.”

Sakura shook her head as she grumbled. “I just got a call from Serra. She saw Andrew asleep at his desk but he wasn’t breathing. How could Andrew not tell anyone about this?” She then got angrier as her body started to spark with fire. “And what’s worse to me, you didn’t even have the decency to tell Serra until after he blacked out.”

Lance’s body flashed blue, creating his dragoon armor as he grabbed his spear. He wasn’t looking like he would attack, but he was going to defend himself. “Listen, this was Andrew’s decision. He didn’t want Serra to panic about his health. After everything that happened to her in the past, putting this on her would be the last thing he would ever do. As for “not telling her” I didn’t find out about it until he had his mandatory physical a week ago. I was notified that there were abnormalities in both the CAT scans and his MRI so do not dare for a minute think I would hold this kind of information back.”

Sakura’s fire died down, sighing heavily as she put her head in her hands. It was clear in her posture that this weighed heavily on her. “So what is the end game here? Is Mantorok trying to groom Andrew into something it isn’t? And isn’t it supposed to be dying off?” Lance rested his spear on the table as he shook his head. “I do not know Sakura, we’ve been trying to figure out what was going on and it is looking like there is some kind of issue going on with the multiverse.” Sakura nodded her head, sighing heavily again as she knew this all too well. If it wasn’t gods fighting on a mortal plane, it’s multiverse theory with a hint of time travel thrown in.

Sakura began to rub her temples as she continued to take deep breaths. “So what can we expect? Do not forget I know you have been making deals with other villains in different multiverses so I know you guys are working on getting a cash flow. But what about Andrew? What if he dies?” Lance looked at the tome, flipping through the pages as he came up with the next chapter’s picture. He already recognized Aeria in the group, but the other two are unknown to him. “I think we should follow the book. He left it here for a reason and I think these two girls will be vital for his survival.”

Sakura looked at the chapter’s picture, seeing both a girl who seemed to dress from the early 20th century and the other clearly appeared to be a mercenary much like the Syndicate was. “How do you want to do this?” He tapped his finger on the table before nodding his head. “Okay, Aeria will be okay I can make contact easily. But the one in the dress you will need to speak to. Lucifer on the other hand will talk to the soldier.” Sakura nodded her head as she stood up. “How soon can you get the portal ready?” Lance looked up and smiled at Sakura. If there was one thing he respected, she was a woman of action much like her father was. “In one week we get to all of them, and then we bring them to Rhode Island so they can train. Let’s hope we can be able to figure everything out in time.”
Fighting for the Dullahan Epilogue
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At the end of the day I always have one thing in my mind: fear. Fear of being ultimately alone, fear of losing all control and hurting those I care about. I turn that fear into pain that I inflict upon myself. But I need to feel this emotion. I need to feel fear (or anything for that matter) to remember I am still human. Only when I feel human will I truly succeed. ~Andrew on his final notes regarding emotions

“This is a nice place, I hope I can bring you here one of these days when the danger has subsided.”

Of all the places Andrew never thought he would be able to see, he couldn’t imagine actually being at Cafe Du Monde. The restaurant was impressive and he had hoped to bring Dulla here one day. But for now he needed to focus on his work. He had been working on a variety of leads As he ate his meal, he could hear footsteps coming up behind him as he ate his beignet peacefully as he looked at his notes. “You know, I caught onto your routine in less than a day. I know you are trying to follow me, but I do not know is where your loyalty lies.”

He heard the sound of heels clicking on the ground, not once turning his head as the woman behind him spoke. “Hm, so you are more aware of things than you honestly let on. I thought you were a tourist to be frank.” Andrew moved his hand, leaving the chair open for the stranger as he continued to read his notes. Before taking another sip of his coffee, he caught glimpse of the woman who was watching. She had been wearing a dark blue dress which matched her eyes, but what was more curious was that her skin was darker than what he would have expected. Filing it away, he took another bite as if he was waiting for the woman to give him his pitch.

The woman giggled as she looked at Andrew. “So serious, now why are you not able to smile I wonder?” He remained emotionless before saying “I’m on business, now speak your business.” She sighed as she softly put her foot against his leg. “Aw, don’t you want to play a little bit?” He could feel her bare foot touch his leg, but he remained stone like in his face before putting a small pouch on the table. The woman looked at the pouch with confusion before he spoke again. “This pouch contains an undetermined amount of uncooked grains of rice that I was able to barter for a little pocket change. I wonder what will happen if I spill it on the table?”

The woman stared at the pouch, her playful smile now vanishing as he untied the pouch slowly. Before he could pour the rice out, he felt her grab his wrist as she sighed softly. “Alright, you got me...I am of the fae race. More specifically I am a representative of the Unseelie court.” Andrew’s gaze never left her face, seeing actual honesty before he put the pouch away. “And the Unseelie court is,” he asked with a weary look on his face.

The woman sighed softly before waving for the waiter to get a cup of coffee as well. “The court is tied to the elements and the seasons much like many things in the world. For us we are tied to the earth and wind while our seasons are autumn and winter.” She could see Andrew’s gaze begin to glaze over, which made her rub the bridge of her nose while sighing. “Look, what you need to know is that the darker fae are a part of this court, including the dullahans.”

Hearing the word dullahan made Andrew snap back to attention as the blue rune glowed on his forehead. She smiled as he seemed more focused. “Good, now that I have your attention, the man you are looking for is our enemy too. He has been taking our kind for years, using their blood to prolong his unnatural life. We tried to save them before, but he was far too crafty and was ready with traps that are designed to stop fae in their tracks. But there is where we can help each other out.” She leaned in closer as she tilted her large fancy hat down. “You have magic that Jack is unprepared for, magic that can be used to distract him long enough for us to release our kind. If you do this, we would be more than happy to reward you for your actions. And if you think this is a lie, then let this be the judge.”

She showed him a series of pictures of various dullahan with Andrew now scanning through each of them before he pushed the pictures back to her. “You are wrong, the one I am looking for is not among them.” The fae continued to be serious before she tapped a picture having only one dullahan. Her hair was dark from what he could see from the picture along with her skin, but the most apparent trait there was were elven ears. “This is the dullahan you were looking for, her name is Dulla Coryela.”

Andrew’s rune on his forehead started to glow brighter as he seemed to get angrier. It was clear in his expression that he felt he was being lied to and the fae was trying to lie to him. For all he knew, Jack could have easily killed Dulla and he would not have known. The fae rolled her eyes before putting her hand up. “Okay I need you to calm down, you’re going to make a scene. But before you say anything I need to show you this.” She reached into her dress and pulled out what looked like a broken trinket. She set it on the table, watching as Andrew’s attention then went to the strange object. As he messed around with it, he could hear it click open and saw a few random objects fall out.

He seemed to be confused, but as he studied the objects with a single strand of blonde hair catching his eye. “The Coryela name holds weight to us. There is a lineage of them holding court for both Autumn and Winter. She was meant to hold court during the Autumn season, but something happened that forced our hand to help her escape with a new face.” He held the strand of hair and nodded his head. “So you used a glamour to hide her in plain sight?” The fae nodded her head, glad that this human seemed more aware than he looked.

Andrew remained silent as he seemed to be contemplative. “Say I believe you and Dulla was using a glamour. Why wouldn’t she simply tell me?” The fae looked up at the sky as she did an exasperated sigh. “She couldn’t, there is too much to risk. But I will say this: if you came this far for her, obviously you care about her.” He blushed softly which made the woman smile. “You don’t have to tell me anything. Passion is part of our creed and I can see your passion for her in your eyes. Although it would be hard to tell since you seem to have no emotions to speak of at first glance. However, you weren’t swayed by my advances, so she must have affected you deep down.”

She was about to take her leave before putting her hand on his shoulder. “And no, the reason you did it is not because of honor. I have seen into your heart, and you have some monsters in your head. But this is different, this is because of love and I can respect that. And as to my fellow fae who are taken by this man, I know you will save him too. And no, this will not be about honor either.” She leaned in closer to his ear while grinning. “It’s because you don’t want to kill him, you want him to suffer,” she whispered breathlessly. Andrew turned his head, seeing that she was gone.

The moon started to rise as Andrew stood at the foot of Jack’s mansion. His gaze remaining hard as he placed his palm on the door. He appeared to be gathering up his courage, but his eyes flashed bright with fury as he spoke sharply, “Nova blast.” A massive blast of energy shot from his palm, blowing apart the doors as he walked into the massive house. It was odd, no one seemed to be around. He almost thought that he was given false information until he heard a familiar sob. His memory flashed to Dulla, giving him speed in his step to reach the source.

Andrew kicked down a door, only to be met with the various swords of many female dullhan clad in bright red garments. As he looked at the many swords now pointing at his body, he could hear clapping. “Well, well, well...I’m quite glad you are here. Look Dulla, your special stranger has come to rescue you.” Dulla looked with tears in her eyes as she looked at Andrew. “Andrew...please I can explain...” but she fell silent as she saw him raise his hand to have her be quiet. She began to look fearful, but her expression changed when she saw his smile. “I know what happened. My people have something similar to what your people did for you.”

Jack chuckled as he shook his head. “Aw, how sweet of you to forgive her. Too bad it will not be enough this time. I should warn you, these are not illusions. They are more than able to kill you. In fact, let’s get this over with.” He snapped his fingers, making the dullahans charge right into him. However, they started to pull back as the bodies showed clear signs of fear. Andrew smiled, pulling out one of his golden coins as he smiled at Jack. “Should have stuck with silver with Ellen and her crew. Dullahans hate gold, you should know after all with all of the dullahan surrounding you.”

Jack clenched his jaw, standing to his feet as he grabbed a rapier from one of the dullahans. “If you are going to do something right, you have to do it yourself.” Andrew then pulled out his sword. It was a one handed blade that has a constantly shifting blade with the jet black face and a silver edge. Andrew charged head first into the fight, the two now sharing hits as they repeatedly swung their swords. Though Andrew’s strength was clear in his attacks, Jack had a considerable amount of experience compared to him.

The battle had waged for several minutes as Jack seemed to look bored. He continued to swing his blade before seeing an opportunity. He kept Andrew moving around, eventually finding himself seemingly surrounded and when the time was right he put the rapier through his chest. Dulla watched in wide eyed terror as she screamed Andrew’s name as he fell to the ground. Jack was beside himself, laughing for the first time as he walked triumphantly to Dulla’s head jar and grabbing it so that she would have a good look at her fallen champion.

Andrew’s breath was ragged as Jack chuckled to himself. “You have no idea how much of a pain you really were. But now that my Dulla is broken I have so many ideas I want to do with her.” Andrew began to gasp, but was trying to speak. Jack smirked as he knelt down beside him. “What? One last defiant word for your beloved? Go on, say to her what you were going to say to me.” Andrew panted heavily, moving his head closer and whispering into Jack’s ear, “Why would I care? I’m just an illusion.”

As Andrew said that, a thunderous sound erupted in the silence as Jack felt something pierce his body. As he looked down, he could see a hole in his shadow that was made. Before he could do anything however multiple shots rang out in the mansion and as Dulla’s head fell out of the jar she felt a strange black chain wrap around her mouth and pull her hard into the darkness. Jack caught this image and his eyes started to fill with rage once again. As he roared in anger, he stood up on his feet and was staring right in the eyes of someone who clearly wasn’t Andrew. Her blonde hair blew softly in the breeze as she fired one last shot through Jack’s heart, watching as Jack fell to the earth coughing up blood. He began to breathe faster, seeing himself now looking up at the faces of two men and one woman. The woman smiled as she looked at Jack before saying, “You have been weighed.” He looked at the older man who was clearly reptilian as he grinned to bear his fangs “You have been measured,” he said with a gruff voice. And the younger man with black tattoos on his face looked at Jack with contempt before saying, “And you have been found wanting.” Jack was confused, unaware what was going on before seeing Andrew’s grinning face saying, “Welcome to the new world.” After saying that, everything went black as Andrew punched him hard in the face, rendering him unconscious.

Jack groaned softly, feeling that he was now in a sitting position. His body was tied in heavy chains as he struggled to escape. He roared in anger before looking right from the other side of the desk to see Andrew. He growled as he sat back up again. “So, you were able to deceive in the end? If it wasn’t for the fact I want to put your head on my wall I have to give you my respect. Tell me, are those friends of yours?” Andrew nodded his head patiently as he seemed to be in his own little world. Jack simply chuckled as he looked at his enemy. “You really think you won? When I get out of this little chain trap you put me in I am going to...” he stopped talking as he then began to cough up blood. He looked at the blood in shock as Andrew continued to smile, showing him his arm and a bandage covering a cotton ball was present.

He continued to smile as Jack started to look on in pure horror. “You know, I kind of had a feeling that you can escape. A man like you probably would have means to break out, so I am going to leave you with a lasting punishment. While you were running out of blood I thought I would “contribute” by giving you my blood. Of course I have a bit of a condition with my blood as well.” Andrew pulled out a file, showing Jack in detail what was wrong with his own body. “The second heart does give me power, but there’s always a catch. My blood is magically corrosive. Thankfully it is only my blood that is corrosive, but that makes me quite unfavorable to a blood donation.” Jack’s breathing sped up as he realized what was going on: Andrew had found a way to rot him from the inside out. As his eyes grew wilder, Andrew smiled kindly before shaking his head. “She was right, I did want you to suffer. I know you will escape but I think making you impotent should be a good consolation prize.”

As Andrew stood up, he walked away while waving goodbye to Jack. “When I see you again, I wouldn’t be surprised if you look worse than the last person who crossed my path.” Jack could feel his mind snap as he screamed, straining against the chains as he continued to cough up blood. The purple magic sparking off in his body as he looked on with rage before Andrew slammed the door behind him, locking Jack away.

Andrew walked out of his mansion, sighing softly as he saw Dulla talking to his friends. She seemed to be in deep thought before walking to him. She had a concerned look on her face as Andrew smiled kindly. “Jack will no longer be a problem for you anymore.” Dulla put her hand on his shoulder as she looked into his eyes. “They told me about what you have in you...about your powers. Is it true? The fracturing?” Andrew had looked to the side as he nodded his head. “Yeah...price of having been linked to the ancients as long as I have. My mind, body and soul can fracture and I can exist in different universes.” Andrew looked to the distance as he spoke with a somber voice. “Listen, if you want to leave then I would unders...” he felt Dulla’s hand on his shoulder as she smiled kindly. “You accepted me for all that I am, and I accept you for all that you are.” He blushed softly as she kissed his lips before whispering into his ear, “I love you.”
Fighting for the Dullahan Chapter 5
Chapter 5 of my story, Jack and Dulla belong to Gear25.
Right now I am working on showing some of the things I have written in time. I will eventually be getting ready to do a bleach fan fic that always was on my mind.


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