• Succubus Wanted
    By: Maria Bourg

    Talin Nomed woke up from the sun reaching his face, his beautiful brown eyes looking up to the ceiling. His bleach-blonde hair was messily in his soft white pillow and in his face. The sixteen year old sighed as his maid set out his clothes.
    “Good Morning Master Talin. I hope you’re exited for your first day at your new school.  Are you exited?” she said in her usual quick fashion, smiling happily as she looked over the uniform on the king-sized bed. She was wearing the French Maid uniform every servant was supposed to wear, with the black dress coming up to wear if she made any sudden movement, you could see her white panties. Her long silver hair always flowed when she walked, or scurried. Her matching-colored eyes never looked her master straight in the eye, unless he forced her.
    “…Have you ever gone to school, Katline?” he asked, his arm over his eyes so he could rest them more.
    “No, Master Talin…I’ve been serving you ever since my mother left me here when I was six, remember?” her speech slowed, looking at the floor. Katline had served Talin for ten years, and never once complained or slowed down. She had learned to love her job, and soon came to realize, she loved the job because she loved her master, but she could never tell him.  It wasn’t because she was too shy, even though she was.  It was because she, unlike her master and his family, was human.
    “Good morning brother!” a girl blasted through the door, smiling happily until she came to see the male’s uniform on the bed that was meant to be her school’s uniform. She looked down at her own uniform, the female’s uniform, “Oh, right…traitor.” she turned around and slammed the huge doors shut before her brother could sit up and get a word in. He slammed back down onto his pillow and sighed.
    “Oh, Mistress Talula is having a hard time about this…” Katline stared at the spot where the girl was.
    “And making Hell for me!!” Talin groaned, “It’s not my fault that our parents decided I have to go to her school!!” he covered his face with his hands.
    Katline smiled, walked around to the side of the bed, and sat down.  She wanted to touch him.  She wanted to put his head in her lap and pet his hair, BUT she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
    “…You know… when we were little, I could read minds, right?” he asked through his hands.
    “Yeah, I remember. We used to play games all the time,” Katline smiled sadly, but didn’t show it in her voice.
    “Yeah, but then, my powers stopped working, and then my parents started treating me weird. I remember how nice they used to be, and now everyone is treating me that way too… Even before, they named me after Tali, even when I came first. She has a meaning in her name, but I don’t have one…” he uncovered his face, and looked towards the huge windows letting in the view of a grass-covered rose garden.
    Katline didn’t say anything for a moment, then said, “That’s not true. You guys are twins! You’re only older by two minutes!  You’re mother was probably busy howling away when you were out and working on your dear sister.  And your sister doesn’t treat you any different! And…and” she quieted down, “and...I don’t either.”
    Talin smiled and looked at her. “I had my powers long enough. And I still can see it, but it might not be real, Katline. I want something real…”
     
    “Katline, I need you to make sure Talin gets his breakfast. We are holding a meeting, so we won’t be making it to breakfast.  Thank you,” a speaker phone echoed in his room as Katline was holding the uniform jacket for Talin.
    “Yes ma’am,” Katline answered the Head Mistress.
    “She couldn’t just tell me that?” he sighed.
    “It’s only because you wouldn’t do it if I don’t make you,” Katline smiled.
    “Yeah, but she could just say, ‘Talin, eat breakfast. Katline, make sure he does’.”
    “You’re so spoiled,” she laughed.
    “Am not!”
    “Are so,”
    “I am not!”
    “Whatever you say, Master.”
     
    Talula Nomed sat down in a spinney black chair while the rest of her family filled the other seats around the huge meeting table.  She had gone to meetings before, since she was eight years old, but never her brother.  Her two long blonde ponytails whirled around as she did the same on the chair. Her large chest also bounced up and down as she tipped her chair while spinning.  She always bored at these meetings, but as the heir to her family, she had to be there. Her sweet brown eyes glanced around the room, AND THEN they rolled around. She wasn’t in the mood to hear old men yelling about a stupid subject. Her brother had promised her not to go to her school, yet he had his stupid uniform on his stupid bed that morning.
    “Stop Spinning, Talula!” her mother snapped at her quietly, “This is important!”
    Her mother was the string-puller of the clan. Only the part of the family knew how old she was, but she only looked like she was in her early thirties, with her long blonde hair reaching her knees and her dangerous red eyes. She only wore her skin-tight blood red dress with her matching heels and lipstick.
    Talula sighed as the meeting started.
    Her mother started to speak as everyone stopped talking, “Alright. Today’s meeting is about Talin going to school, and the human Katline, and Talula’s classmate, the cambion.”
    “Her name is Abelinda,” Talula grumbled loud enough for the people closest to her to hear.
     
    “I hope you have a good day at school,” Katline bowed as Talin grabbed his bag and Talula put her books in her bag.
    “I know I won’t,” Talula growled.
    “And if she does, it’s because she’s killing me,” Talin rolled his eyes.
    Katline let out a small giggle, then stopped when Talula stared at her. “Yes, Mistress?”
    “My mother wants you. Go to her.”
    “Oh- uh…I want to see you two off first…”
    Talula raised an eyebrow, “You’d rather disobey my mother and be punished just to watch us walk out a door?”
    “Tali-” Talin called her by her nickname.
    “No, you are right, Mistress Talula. I am sorry. Forgive me. Have a nice day,” Katline bowed deeply, and left without looking at them.
     
    “Why’d you do that, Tali? She would have been there right after we left,” he said as they were walking towards the huge white building with lots of windows.
    “You know she’s human, right?” she did not look at him.
    “Of course! What are you getting at!?” he shouted, “You don’t think-”
    “I know that you don’t. Even if you don’t have powers, your physical appearance is still that of an incubus. And we don’t need-…” she didn’t finish her sentence.
    “What? You think I’m going to mate with a human to make a cambion?! You know I wouldn’t do that! You know who I am!” he stopped in front of her.
    Talula looked into his eyes sadly. “I know, I know,” she reached his arms around him, burying her face in his chest, “I’m sorry I doubted you. It’s just… the meeting this morning…”
    “What’s wrong, Tali? What happened at the meeting? You can tell me,” he patted her head and spoke in soft words.
    “I’m sorry, Bro, but I can’t. I’m fine now. It was just…so scary…” she waited a moment, then she heard the bells of the school. “Oh no!  We’re going to be late!” she grabbed his and they ran as fast as they could, which was at two different speeds.
     
    “Good morning class. Let’s get started. Is everyone here?” a teacher asked, pulling a pen out of her long purple hair wrapped in a bun. She wore a red suit under a violet shirt that matched her eyes.
    “I’m here!!” Talula burst through the door, raising both her hands, breathing heavily.
    “Ah hem. Miss Nomed, do you not know how to enter silently? This is a classroom, not a talent show,” her teacher scolded.
    “I’m sorry, Ms. Mizu. I was caught up at home,” Talula bowed, waiting for her punishment.
    “Oh yeah, your twin is transferring here, correct. I guess I can let it slide, for today. Don’t let it happen again,” Ms. Mizu scolded.
    “I won’t,” she nodded and went to her seat. In her homeroom classroom, there were two girls, not including the teacher, and twenty-two boys.
    “You were late because of your brother?” the other girl asked in a whisper, sitting right next to Talula.
    “Yeah, family was lecturing me to be protective of him and stuff. Nothing to worry about, Abby,” she smiled.
    “Abelinda and Talula, stop talking!”
    “Yes ma’am,” the sat strait up.
    Talula raised her hand slowly. “Ms. Mizu?” she asked.
    “Yes, Talula?” she turned around from making the schedule on the eraser board.
    “Do we have a new student?” she asked, hoping she would say no.
    Ms. Mizu paused. “Eager to find out if your brother is in your class, eh? Well…” she held the last word until she opened her door, looking both ways in the hall. “Oh!” she exclaimed, and came back to her desk. “Students, we have a new student in our class! Come on in!” she used her hand to wave him in.
    “Hello. I’m Talin Nomed. Pleased to meet all of you,” he bowed.
    “Now please be nice to Mr. Nomed. Now we have twins in our class! You can sit in the empty seat in front of your sister,” she pointed to the small desk in front of the bemused Talula.
    Ugh…this isn’t going to be good… he thought. Then he noticed the smiling girl next to her. Her beautiful orange hair flowed down to the middle of her back.  Her eyes that stared into your soul were an innocent pink. She wore the same grey uniform as Talula, but she looked goddess-like in it, and same in everything else.
    He stared at her until he got to his seat, and sat down, on a whoopee cushion.  Almost all of the guys laughed, and the monster behind him fell out of her seat laughing.
    “Alright class calm down. Mr. Nomed is just a little nervous. Let’s continue,” Ms. Mizu turned her back on the class and started her lesson.
    Talula brought herself up off the ground, catching her breath, seeing a glare from her brother’s eyes. She smiled.
    At lunch, Talin sat down at an empty table with his homemade lunch, a ham sandwich, Jello, celery, milk, and a peach. A note in it said, “Dear Master Talin, I hope you have a good day at school and make a lot of friends. I made a very good lunch, according to the food pyramid humans go about. I hope you like it, Katline.” he smiled and put the letter back into the brown sack carefully.
    “Hey. Is that from your girlfriend or somethin’?”
    Talin jumped and turned to see some guys from his class, laughing at his reaction. “No, it’s from my m-…my mom.”
    They laughed even more, but calmed down. One of them smiled and said, “Sorry, you’re just a little weird. I’m Cujoe. We were wonderin’ if you wanted to hang out with us.”
    “Oh. Well, thanks, but I don’t get along with guys that well. do you have any sisters I could ‘play’ with?” he asked, smiling.
    “Wha’d you say!?!?” Cujoe was going to throw a punch, but the goddess girl walked in front of him and smiled.
    “Violence isn’t a way to solve anything,” she said.
    The guys all went blank, then panicked, “Oh! U-We’re sorry, Abelinda!” and they ran off.
    “You should have let them beat the crap out of my brother. He deserves it,” Talula put her lunch sack on the table across from her brother and sat down with attitude.
    “Why are you mad at him? You’re the one who put a whoopee cushion on his seat,” Abelinda sat next to her friend.
    “Devil,” he mumbled, loud enough for his sister to hear, before he took a bite of his sandwich.
    “I hide my horns, you know that,” she smirked.
    “Huh?” Abelina asked.
    “Nothing. Sibling rivalry,” Talula waved it off and took a bite of her chicken sandwich. She didn’t need food, but she took it anyway to look normal, unlike Talin who did need food, as he didn’t feed off of the seduction of random humans. That’s why he was treated differently than his sister. He was less important, but, like Katline said, she didn’t treat him different. She treated him like her brother, everyday of every year.
    “So Talin, where did you go before you got here?” Abelina asked as she unpacked her lunch, including chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy and vegetables.
    Talin looked at his own lunch. Why couldn’t he get something like gourmet beef or something like Abelina? Then again, Katline made it. He answered, “I was tutored at home.”
    Talula looked at the ground, and Abelina looked at her.
    “How come you weren’t tutored, Talula?” she asked the question that neither sibling wanted to hear.
    “Because I’m a freak,” Talin mumbled.
    Talula looked at him. “That’s not true!” she yelled as she stood up. Everyone in the lunchroom stopped and looked at her. She just stared at her brother, and sat down. She didn’t eat anything after that. Lunch was silent at that table.
     
    “Good Evening, Mistress Talula. Welcome home, Master Talin,” Talula’s butler bowed, greeting them.
    “Evening, Walter. Prepare a bath for me. I’m starving, so be there,” Talula ordered, not stopping on the way to her room. She was usually in a foul mood at the end of the day, but she was refreshed each morning because of Walter, the handsome, half-human, half-elf who had almost no emotion and did what he was told, with ear-length silver hair with pointy ears poking out and clear blue eyes.
    “Hi Walter. Where’s Katline?” Talin asked.
    Walter did not answer him, walking to his mistress’s bathroom. He also treated him like he was worthless and had no power.
    Talin walked the other way towards his own bedroom. He opened the doors to find not Katline waiting for him as always, but his mother, sitting on the side of the king-sized bed with white pillows and red sheets. He was surprised for a moment, then relaxed his face into no emotion.
    “Hello, Talin. Nice to see you,” she nodded her head and clasped her hands around her crossed legs.
    “Hello mother,” Talin walked calmly to his desk and laid his backpack down, emptying the homework inside.
    “Do you have a lot of homework?” she asked, trying to get some talk out of him.
    “Yes.” was all he answered.
    “Is it hard? Did we teach you enough?” she asked.
    “No. And my tutor taught me, not you.”
    His mother looked out a huge window. She was neither surprised nor hurt at the answer. He was the one who was different, not her.
    “Where’s Katline?” he asked.
    His mother was waiting for this. “Oh, well, you don’t know where your maid is? That’s too bad,” she acted innocently.
    He turned sharply, holding back emotion. “Where is she?” he asked again, the anger not well hidden in his voice.
    “What makes you think I know where she is?” she asked.
    “Where is she!?” he gripped his fists, trying to hold back.
    She laughed, then looked at the weird non-monster she had given birth to. “Do you care for a maid that much? You do know she is human. You do know it is forbidden to mate with her. Unless, you want to create a monster so terrifying that humans, succubi, and Incubi are on its dinner list. You want to get rid of your family that bad.”
    His sister had said the same thing that morning.
    “You know she loves you, that girl. She forgot know her place, so, she has to learn again. We don’t want her to die of a broken heart, now do we? Oh wait! No, maybe a squished heart, but a broken one is just too cruel,” she smirked.
    “You do anything to Katline…”
    “And what? You can’t do anything. She’s only a maid. A human maid. She is of no use to you, alive…or dead. And you don’t even know where she is, so, good bye,” and just like that, she left.
     
    “God damn that woman!” he came bursting through the door of his sister’s bathroom.
    Talula jumped, surprised. “Why are you in my bathroom?! I’m eating!”
    Walter got up from under the water from the other side of the tub. “Are you full, my mistress?”
    Talin turned his back, practically tearing his hair out.
    “Yes, that is enough for now. Now get out,” she closed her eyes and sank in her bath, blowing bubbles.
    Talin turned to glare at Walter, as he was doing the same as he grabbed a towel, until he left. He waited until he was out of the room. “I hate that woman! She’s evil, and stupid and…and!”
    Talula growled. “What is going on that is so important that it interrupts my feeding time!?
    “Would you do that when I’m not angry!?” he shouted, slightly embarrassed.
    “You’re angry all the time!!” she shouted, standing up.
    “Oh God! Turn away! Turn away!” Talin covered his face and turned around.
    “Please. I have the most beautiful body in the world, and you know it,” she got out of the tub and covered her hair and body with two towels. “Now what is it?”
    Talin turned around again, preparing himself for another disgusting look, but then got himself strait again, “Mom kidnapped Katline!”
    “And?!” Talula rolled her eyes and threw open the door leading to her bedroom.
    “‘And’!?! Who knows what she’s going to do with her!? She’s a Damned evil monster! I need to find Katline!” he shouted, following her, “You were at the meeting! You know where they’re putting her! Tell me! Please Tali! Please!”
    Talula sat on her bed, holding the towel wrapped around her to her chest. She looked confused, hurt, but did not look at her brother. “I’m sorry, Brother. I can’t tell you… Would it be enough that I check on her every day. I promise that they won’t hurt her…”
    “With that evil woman in charge!? Never! Why does everyone think that I like her and want to mate with her!? God, she’s human! I’m an Incubus, no matter how much I seem to be human because I’m not as powerful as my little sister!!” he shouted.
    A pause filled the room so Talin could catch his breath.
    “We’re trying, Talin. I’m Sorry, but she’ll ruin our plan…”
    “What plan!?!” he yelled furiously, “Tell me what plan you’re up to, Talula! Tell me now before I go rip off the head of the monster that bore me into this world!!”
    Talula gasped, hurt that her brother had severed the bond that made them closer than anyone else. Although she was a whole demon, she could still cry, but she wouldn’t do it in front of him. She had that much pride, being herself. She wouldn’t cry, but Talin could still see the invisible tears running down her face.
    He had too much rage to care. Talin kept going, “No one tells me anything, because I’m the weird one! Everyone leaves me out b-“
    “Selfish…” Talula growled.
    “What!?” he yelled.
    Talula looked at his face, but not his eyes. “All you ever do is think about yourself! I’m weird this! Everyone hates me that! You know what, the clan doesn’t revolve around you! And the world doesn’t either!”
    “You’re calling me selfish!? You’re the one who bosses everyone around, just because you’re the heir. Next thing I’ll know, you’ll be the second Mom!”
    The next thing he knew, Talula was standing, her hand running across his face. “Get out.” was all she said. Her brother left without another word, and the door slammed behind him, sobs quickly after.
    “You hurt my Mistress,” Walter was right in front of him.
    “No, I didn’t,” Talin was not in the mood to be scolded by a mere servant/dinner plate.
    “How dare you. She’s the only one who cares about your well being,” he growled.
    That was enough. Talin grabbed the young man by the throat, his nails digging into his throat. Walter’s feet were barely touching the ground, struggling to get free, watching the now blood red eyes watching him.
    “Learn your place, filthy peasant. You are a servant and a sex slave, nothing more. I am the master, you are a servant, learn it,” his voice was lower than usual, and his nails grew longer, and his hair flew upwards as a power weld up inside him. It felt good and made him feel all powerful. “Say anything again, and I’ll rip your head off.”
    Then a light grew over him, and he passed out.
    “Talin! Talin!” was all he heard.
     
    Talin Nomed woke up in his soft king-sized bed. This day, Talula was next to him, only a ¼ of the bed to sleep on, and had his left hand in hers. She was sleeping soundly, her face pure and innocent unlike her personality. Talin looked at her and remembered when they were little and they used to play and sleep together all the time, before she got her powers. He smiled sadly, and put other hand on her shoulder. He found a tube with flowing blood in his vein, and on his chest were three stickers measuring his heartbeat. What had happened to him? How long had he been asleep?
    “Tali,” he said softly, “Tali, wake up.”
    Talula opened her eyes drowsily and yawned. “Mmmm. The sun just got up…It’s a Saturday…I’m going back to bed…” the sun was up, but the curtains were closed.
    “Saturday? I thought it was Tuesday. How long was I out?” he asked, confused.
    Then, one curtain opened, then another.
    “Katline!” Talin sat up excitedly, but it wasn’t her. Walter looked at him, not showing any emotion, and continued.
    “Please sit down, Master,” he said, walking up to his bed. He had two bandages on his neck, one bigger than the other.
    “Oh…I’m sorry about that,” Talin looked down at the sheet.
    “Don’t be sorry. You did a very good thing that brought hope to your clan,” Walter turned around and sat on a chair, still emotionless.
    “How long was I out?” Talin asked again. He rested against the headboard, his hand still not free from his sleeping sister’s grasp.
    “A month and four days,” he said succinctly.
    “A-and what did I do to you?” Talin asked.
    Walter sighed and said, “You used your long, forgotten and awaited powers to bring me near death. Then I was bandaged and got nursed back to health by Mistress Talula, while she was taking care of you when you fell on the marble floor and got a concussion.”
    “Dang…” Talin scratched his neck and saw the tubing of blood. “Wait a minute. If I got a concussion, why do I have a tube of blood?”
    “Your Incubus powers drained you of your energy. When that wasn’t enough for it, it moved on to your heart. Luckily for you, your angry energy filled most of its stomach,” he explained.
    “Oh…” was all he could say.
    “Mistress Talula was really worried about you. While she nursed you and me back to health, she also checked on your maid every evening, talking to her for at least two hours. That was the only time the real nurses could come in to check on us. She had to skip school for a whole week and a half until I got better. She was so far behind in homework, she stayed up until midnight, not even getting a little snack out of me when I was conscious.  And she is still talking to the human every day. I try to offer me to do it, but she kept saying that she promised you she would do it every day until you could see her again.”
    Talin looked at his sister and smiled. “Thank you,” he said, meaning it to both of them.
    “Now before you ask any more questions, I’m going to get you some breakfast. All you’ve eaten for the past month is blood,” and Walter left, closing the door behind him.
     
    Talula had to let go of her brother’s right arm so he could eat, so she wrapped her arms around him and fell asleep again.
    Talin finished swallowing down the yolk of an egg. “She usually doesn’t sleep this much…” he looked down at her.
    “She’s been refusing feeding for the time you have been asleep…” Walter had hidden worry and anguish in his voice, but Talin could see through it.
    “You love her!” he raised an eyebrow.
    Walter looked at him as if he were mad, “What are you talking about?! She’s my Mistress, as in my controller, not my lover. I do love my job though…” he said with a straight face
    Talin slapped his own head. “You know, you’re too honest…but I still think you love my sister.”
     
    Talula finally woke up at midday and woke up excited and giddy.  “You’re up! You’re up!” she had yelled. Then she squeezed him tight, almost fainted, then went into her room to change.
    The doors burst open, and almost all of Talin’s family rushed in to see the good news, everyone whispering to each other, including his mother. They surrounded his bed. Walter disappeared.
    “Are you feeling well?” everyone hushed down when his mother asked. Her face was excited, more emotion that he had ever seen from her.
    “Umm…I guess…” Talin looked side to side, then to his mother.
    Again, his whole family broke into whispers.
    “DO…you have any urges? Does your breakfast not fill you?” one of his uncles asked.
    “Um…I guess not…” Talin said. His family broke into louder whispers. “But… only because it’s an egg and a strip of bacon…”
    “Awws” filled the room as his family was disappointed.
    “What is it? None of you talked to me before? What do you want?” Talin snapped.
    His mother turned around and ordered, “Everyone leave! I will talk to him alone!”
    And so, everyone scurried out of the room, and in the whole huge room, the two of them were left.
    She removed the tray off of Talin’s lap and put it on his side table. She then sat down and looked him in the eyes kindly, like the mother she was supposed to be.
    Talin didn’t know how to react. He couldn’t move, not even look away.
    She gently moved a lock of hair out of his eyes. “My dear boy, you’ve made me very happy.”
    Talin was shocked. She had never called him her son, never in his whole life. “H-how?”
    She laughed a gentle giggle, far from her usual evil laugh. “Oh Talin. You’re so silly. Do you not remember? You unleashed your Incubus powers, my child! I am afraid to say I had almost given up hope, but you did it! Our plan worked!”
    “‘Almost’? M-wait! Plan? Since the plan worked, is Katline coming back!?” he asked excitedly.
    “Hmm…” she paused, “I don’t know that yet… but I have a test for you.” She got a nurse to come and unhook him, and she lead him to a room he had never seen before with her hand clasped in his.
    She waved her other hand up, then down, then left, then right.
    “The Holy Cross? What kind of demon are you?” Talin snorted.
    “The only thing you wouldn’t think of incase someone told you where she is,” she said as the black door opened, showing stairs leading into the abyss. She started walking, Talin following behind.
    What felt like hours to Talin passed, and the stairs came to an end. The room was black because the lights weren’t on, but his mother flipped the switch. There was a chair and a single bed in the room. In the bed was a girl who looked like a little princess.
    “What is this!? This is not Katline!” Talin turned to his mother, angry.
    His mother did not speak.
    The girl opened her eyes, dazed. She looked over, her silver-colored eyes gazing at him with wonder. Her long silver hair did not stop underneath the covers. “Master?”
    The voice, the voice of a scared little girl, reawakened memories locked in Talin’s dark memory.
    “No! Please stop! Please don’t hurt me! I’ll do whatever you want! I’ll let you have my child! Don’t hurt me!”
    “Your child, eh? Bring her here by sunset. If she isn’t here by then, we’ll kill all of your family.”
    “Here she is. She will do anything you ask. She will serve you until you kill her!”
    “Talin, you have a new maid that will do what you want, while Talula is gone to school.”
    “Why are you crying? Girls are weak, I guess.”
    “I-I’m sorry. I just c-can’t stop…”
    “…”
    “W-why are you staring at me like that? N-no. Stop it! No! Don’t do that!”
    Talin snapped back into reality. The little boy was kneeling down at her bedside, Talin watching them.
    “I-I’m sorry…I couldn’t hold myself back…I’m sorry…please don’t hate me…”
    “I don’t hate you…” the girl had a nervous tone in her voice.
    “I’ll do anything! I know! I’ll give up my powers!”
    “You don’t have to do that, Master. I’m fine, really,” the girl looked him strait in the eyes, and gasped. Red eyes filled with power suddenly turned dull brown.
    “There,” the boy said in pain, huffing deeply, “Now. Don’t just say Master. Say…Talin.”
    “I couldn’t!” the girl exclaimed.
    “Fine. Master Talin.”
     
    “Talin!” Talula grabbed onto his hand, which made him wake up from his flashback. She was now wearing a black rock star top and torn jeans.
    “Huh!?” he gasped for air. Talin looked around. The girl was still in her bed, but the boy was gone.
    “What did you see!? Please tell me!” Talula shook him urgently.
    “Uh, uh-”
    “Don’t tell her, Talin. It is of no concern to her. You have your powers,” their mother crossed her arms and smirked.
    “How would you know?!” Talula yelled at her mother, “How do you know he can see through the spell?!”
    “Spell? What spell?” Talin asked.
    “See, he sees her. He doesn’t see the spell,” his mother looked at the little girl in the bed.
    “Talin, what do you see?” Talula asked again.
    “Um… a little girl in a bed…” he looked cautiously at his mother and his sister.
    Talula looked at her brother, sadness in her eyes. Her mother looked angry, and left.
    “What’s wrong? Am I blind or something? Who is this girl? What’s wrong with her?” Talin asked, worried.
    “Mom’s wrong. You’re not blind, just powerless and practically human. This girl is under a spell…” she stopped.
    “A-and who is this girl?” he asked, hoping what he thought wasn’t the right one.
    “Do you seriously not know the answer to that?” she asked, saddened by her brother’s expression.
    Talin looked over to the girl that was smiling to hide her sadness. He ran over to her bedside and kneeled. “Oh Katline, what have they done to you!?” he grasped her hand between his own. He laid his head down and stayed there.
    Katline smiled sadly, not able to sustain her happy expression, then started silently crying, not to worry her master.
    Talula turned around so they wouldn’t see her hurt. Her brother had fallen for a human, and he didn’t even fully develop his powers. She and her brother had nothing in common anymore. They were on two different planets. She grasped her stomach, digging her nails in, and bit her cheeks hard so she wouldn’t cry. She had lost her brother, but she wouldn’t lose her pride.
    “Tali?” talin mumbled.
    Talula paused for a moment, hoping her voice wouldn’t give away her own pain. “Yes?” she whispered.
    “How do I reverse the spell?” he asked, looking at her back.
    Talula paused again, clearing her throat. “Come with me,” and she left upstairs.
    Talin looked at Katline, but she had fallen asleep with tears still resting on her face. He slowly wiped them of, and caressed her cheek, then left.
    Talin followed his sister into her bedroom, and Talula sat on her bed. There was a long pause. Then Talin spoke.
    “How do I save her, Tali?” he asked. His serious tone was one TAlula had never heard before. She had heard angry, happy, excited, brotherly, but never serious.
    “She’s not dying, Talin. It’s a simple curse,” Talula rolled her eyes, partially to keep from spilling water from them.
    “If it’s that simple, why don’t you just undo it for me?” he asked. His tone had not changed.
    Talula closed her eyes, gripping a hold on herself, then opened them again. “I’m sorry, Talin, I can’t do that. An incubus must release her from her bed, by… ‘feeding’ off of her…”
    “You call that simple!?” his voice rose, but did not yell.
    Walter entered from the hall and sat on the side of the bed, staring at the wall.
    “It is. Watch. Walter, can you lay down on the bed?” she turned to him.
    Without a word, Walter nodded, and laid down properly for his master. Talula got off and stood where Walter was sitting. “All you need to do is either kiss her, French it up or not, or you can do it my way,” Talula said, then kissed Walter, but only for a moment.
    He woke up from his “silent stare” mode, with the heat of her lips still on his. He missed his master’s way. Having this much energy was making him act like a normal elf, and he didn’t like it, although, with this energy, he didn’t like anything.
    “So, all I have to do is kiss her?” Talin asked.
    “No, dummy! You have to feed off of her. You have to have your powers!” Talula sighed.
    “Well how do I do that!?” he asked in disbelief.
    “Well, since getting you angry only works temporarily, we have to move on to Plan B,” Talula sat back down on the bed, and Walter flipped back up.
    “Plan B?”
    “Well, remember the day I went to the meeting? Well, Plan B, originally Plan A, is for you to kiss a cambion,” she said.
    “K-kiss a what!?!? A cambion would eat me before it would kiss me! I’m a incubus with strength of a human! What kind of plan is that!?” he paced back and forth, wide-eyed.
    “Well, we know where a cambion is already, but she has a guard that transferred while you were knocked out and her with her personality, you might end up falling in love with her, which would be sick and deadly for you,” Talula explained.
    “A cambion…A cambion…” Talin shuttered.
    “Do you want me to tell you the name or what!?” Talula snapped.
    “Sure…go ahead…” Talin said worriedly.
    “It’s Abelina.” she left silence for affect, but his eyes just got wider, “She killed her father and one of her sisters, but she doesn’t remember it, so she thinks she is human because her human mother lied to her and said her father left her and her brother, also known as her guard. To do this plan, Walter will be there to protect us as well, incase Abelina remembers what she is in the process.”
    Talin breathed deeply. “So you’re saying that, just so I can get my powers, I have to kiss something that can not only kill me, but rip me into shreds and eat m-”
    "She is not something," Talula growled, "she is Abelina, my friend."
    Again, Talin's eyes grew wide, and he held himself in deep despair in his little corner. "T-the g-g-goddess? No, she was so beautiful, she wasn't dangerous..."
    "She is beautiful, and she isn't...well, okay, she is dangerous, but she doesn't know it yet! So just do it! But if you do anything else to her, I will never forgive you!" Talula lectured.
    "M-me!? What about her!? What if she steals my soul!?!" Talin yelled.
    "Hmm..." Talula paused, "We'll talk about that later."

    Sayline Nomed was sipping a seventy year old wine in a painted glass cup. Around her were at least ten servants, fanning her, massaging her, but none talked to her. She was sitting on her throne-like chair, the room dim with three chandelires gleaming on the marble floor and walls.
    Sayline was looking at the doorway, waiting for something that she didn't know. Possibly her son, telling her either to let the human off the curse, or that he got his powers. Possibly her fat, short cousin who stuttered and never got to the point of what he wanted to say. Possibly her daughter, telling either that she was cruel and she shouldn't have locked away the human, or that she wanted something, maybe another servant. And still, nothing came. No one hurried in and bowed and asked her of something.
    She was not pleased, not satisfied. What she wanted to happen, she did not know. Sayline put down her cup, a small bang as the result, and all of her servants stopped. They bowed and scurried away. Sayline waited another moment, and got up. "Where should I go?" she thought. "To my mundane son? My daughter?"
    She looked behind her to see a huge portrait of her and her late husband. She had never really cared for him, or her family, but he was a role-player. He pretended he was human and made a lot of money. Even if he hid it well, the humans found out about him somehow, and shoved a wooden plank in his heart. He had left Sayline to birth two little babies by herself. The doctor, her aunt, had notified her that the boy was not...right, that something was wrong with him. The girl, however was going to be as powerful as the mother, maybe even more powerful.
    Sayline let out a breath, turned around, and walked out of the room.

    The next day, Talula was preparing her uniform for school. She was humming a happy tune to keep her mood up. She went back and forth to her closet, picking the tie, shirt, skirt, and knee highs and laid them on the bed next to Walter, who was silent as ever.
    "May I speak?" he asked as quick as he could.
    "Of course," she nodded and went back to her closet.
    "Why is my mistress not feeding? Am I not enough to satisfy?" he asked.
    Talula's tune stopped, and she was not looking for clothes anymore, but she grabbed onto them slowly anyway, "What do you mean?" she asked back.
    "I have noticed that Mistress Talula has not been feeding," he pointed out, "I was wondering why that is."
    "Oh, Walter. I'm okay! Really!" she turned to him and smiled, even though her heart and stomach did not feel like smiling, "I'm just...on a diet!"
    Walter did not object, but he wanted to, and Talula could tell.
    "I'm fine, Walter," she turned back to her closet again, but her voice was not as cheerful. She began to search her clothes again, when she felt heat, and arms wrapped around her.
    "Please tell me, Talula," he whispered in her ear.
    His fragrance suducted her to close her eyes. He had never called her "Talula" before without "mistress" before it. The sadness and guilt of what she had to put her brother though, and the wanting to cry for her friend that was going to be used, and the wanting to relax in Walter's arms made her stomach and her heart crumble.
    "Walter, release...me," she breathed.
    Walter did as his master ordered, but he did not move. Less than an inch away from her, he said nothing or did nothing.
    Talula felt unstable. Her stomach grew pains that hurt worse. She put her hand over it, but the pains grew even worse. She crouched and clutched her arms.  "Oww..." she choked. She groaned, "It hurts!" as the pain got even worse.
    Walter stayed calm, and helped Talula up. He led her into the hall quickly and called out for nurses, anyone. Servants and family filled the hall alike.
    Talin pushed through the crowd to Walter and Talula, with a lot of nurses around her saying "doctor talk". "What's wrong?! What happened!? What did you do!?" he shouted over the rest of the people.