Date: Sun, 22 May 2005 11:41:10 +0000
From: Negash Thor <negash@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Darkmancer Chapter 1

As I walked down the corridors of the 'Star or Ajbal' a school for children
gifted with the power of magick. The star was so named because it was shaped
like a Pentagram, with several blocks cutting into the shape. Most of the
blocks had been made to house the students, as well as the teachers. There
had also been several blocks fitted into the superstructure to allow for the
training in the more destructive arts. With the main hall's crystal dome and
its enchanted Quartzite central column that produce the null-magick field
that stopped the students from leaving the school.

With its courtyards and other features it was a home fit for the mages. For
2 months since my power of metamorphosis had been discovered I had been
forced to live at the academy. I shared a room with another student of my
age. Thomas Wilkins, what no one knew was that I was a Fedaykinm, a mage who
held love for other men in his heart. Fedaykinm, where feared and loathed by
both the ordinary, mundane people of the world, but where more despised by
my fellow mages. For it was said that some Fedaykinm had the ability to
become Darkmancers, wielders of the forbidden black arts of magick. Magick
that was drawn from the darker more base, animalistic human emotions. Rather
then the standard branch of Gnositican Magick (most commonly referred to as
High Magick) drawn from the higher emotions of the human spirit, bound by
the power of mind and body. Darkmancy had none of the trappings of High
Magick, it was pure, unfettered emotion, the soul had control of the powers,
not a combination of the desires of the Spirit, the limitations of the
physical body and the restrictions laid down in the Mage's Mind. It was also
very sexual and provocative, often ruled by the lust and whims of the
Darkmancer.

   The last Darkmancer had been slain by an army of mages, as he ruled over
the fortress academy of Ajbal. No one ever new what happened to his powers,
as the mages strode into the grand hall; they found him and knew instantly
he had no powers. They killed him there and then burning him with flames of
pure High Magick.

   Somewhere deep in my soul I knew if I could find away of releasing my
spirit and accepting Darkmancy into my heart mind and soul I would become
another Darkmancer. Just sharing a room with Tom was liken been driven
crazy. My sexual desires rose to near orgasmic levels whenever he was
present. He was tall near 6 foot 2, having very short brown hair, hazel with
a twinge of blue eyes his body was slim and very muscular with his left
nipple pierced by a small metal bar.  Our room was relatively small, but one
of the larger in the school, as we where older we where granted certain
luxuries. We had a small terrace, with 2 chairs and a small table. As well
as an en-suite bathroom, with a shower-bath combo, and toilet and sink with
2 small cabinets for our belongings. The bedroom had 2 small beds, 2 desks,
2 wardrobes and 2 chests at the end of the bed as well as a set of small
drawers and a table by the door onto the balcony terrace.

   I walked along the long black basalt corridor towards the grand library
where I studied in private, several months ago I had discovered, quite by
accident, a secret chamber, covered in tomes and scrolls, written in a code
that had taken over a month to break, a debased form of Norse runes. The
books and scrolls where written by Sorkvild, the last great Darkmancer, they
described how he had bound his powers inside 6 crystals. One of these
crystal power nodes was located in each of the points of the Pentagram, with
the key node of power in the centre of the main hall.

      I knew I could absorb the power that was trapped in the nodes and
unfetter my heart from the restrictions and bindings of High Magick.
However, before i could absorb he powers I would need to consummate my
status as a Fedaykinm by having sex with another man, gifted with magick. I
could think of no better partner then Thomas. I walked down the tight spiral
staircase and looked through the special crystals on the wall, enchanted so
I could see from the view of the gargoyle with matching eyes in the corner
of this little side cubby in the library. I looked, making sure no one was
in this room and pulled the lever, the panel mover forward and then swung to
one side. I walked out and shut the bookcase closed behind me. I walked of
down the hall to the alchemy room. The alchemy room was a large Red
Sandstone room lined with desks covered with al sorts of alchemy equipment,
there were large brass Pestle and mortars, there were Calcinators, Retort's
and Alembics, as well as large cabinets filled with all the ingredients,
though many of the rarer were locked away in special cabinets. Usually the
Labs were locked up and no one was allowed in them without a teacher's
approval and supervision, however, I didn't think that I would get the
approval for a love potion.

   With a new purpose of forming a potion to bind the drinker to my will, I
entered the now quite room, by turning into a small millipede and slinking
under the crack in the door then on the other side returning to my human
form. It was 5pm after all tea time, most of the people would be in the
several dining halls. I would not be missed. I began to work, mixing herbs
of different kinds, with other ingredients to bind a will to my own, but
only form a subtle change in one specific area, turning sexual desire, using
a potent drug, Aphrodite's water to ensnare his lust. Mixing it with my
blood, the only remaining ingredient was also the most vital; I grabbed the
vial and ran down the halls, placing the vial in my mouth. I opened the door
and walked through, before shutting the door behind me, so it appeared that
I never been in the room. I touching into my natural power allowing my body
to flow, muscles changed shape, bones reformed, my clothes, which were
moulded skin tightened over the changing form. I dropped onto all fours as
my skin sprouted hair. My transformation into the cheetah was complete,
running full speed down the halls, running through the open doors into the
hall and up he stairs to my room, as I neared the door, I reassumed my human
form, the robes forming from my naked skin covering me in living cloth. I
opened the door and entered the room, heading straight into the bathroom. I
shed the illusion of clothing and stood naked in the room.

   I already had a raging hard-on; I began to frantically jerk off my nine
inch tool, heading for that orgasmic release of my seed. To speed the
process up I manipulated the muscles in my pecker, with my power and
released my seed. catching this precious seed in my hand I allowed the white
fluid to drip into the vial, shaking the material in. the liquid turned form
the colour of a bad bruise into that of blood. The potion was ready now all
I had to do was feed it to Tom.