Date: Sun, 10 Oct 2010 14:33:53 -0600
From: Katya_Dee <concertoind@gmail.com>
Subject: The Dreamtrap - chapter 33

This is a story of fiction, all resemblances (dead or alive) are eerily
coincidental. Everything in the story is owned by myself beloved. Contains
descriptive sexual scenes between males, if you are not supposed to read it
then don't. Feel free to e-mail me.

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- XXXIII -



            "Des, come on..." Gabriel said louder than he said it before,
both of his hands pressing hard against Desmond's temples, his gaze
blink-free and beyond intense. "I don't care what she managed to come up
with...! You are in dreamland, Desmond, which means you can do whatever the
hell you want with it! You might not be able to get out... Yet," he added
quickly. "But you can manipulate the surroundings...! You are in a dream
that is not even real, which means anything goes...! There will be no
consequences in reality, all bets are off... Des, come on!"

   Suddenly, there was a strange, gurgling sound coming from his right, and
Gabriel blinked and turned his head.

   "What the fuck..." he said incredulously when he saw the little golden
spider on Julian's throat twitch spasmodically, and all of a sudden, the
golden creature dug all its legs deeper into blond's flesh. So deep that
there was blood seeping from underneath it. Gabriel's eyes widened and he
quickly got off the bed, walking closer to the unconscious blond. He bit his
lip, trying to figure out what to do, knowing that the spider wouldn't let
him touch it.

   Suddenly, Julian let out a small, gurgling sound, and then the spider
buried itself even deeper into his throat.

   "Oh, goddammit...!" Gabriel hissed when blood started gushing out with
unexpected rapidness.

   He shot his right arm forward, remembering that it took the spider a
couple of seconds to react for the first time, and hoping that he would be
able to reach it quicker than it would send that wave at him. He was right,
and his fingers clutched around the golden brooch. He tried yanking it off
blond's neck, but as a result, the spider bit even harder into Salamander's
flesh, and then there was that wave, throwing Rayhe away furiously, making
him smack his head on the wall.

   "Shit...!" he hissed, shaking his head, his ears ringing. "Oh, bloody
hell..."

   He realized that the spider was determined to rip blond's throat out, and
it was working on its goal with envious dedication.

   "Bloody hell," he hissed again and half-closed his eyes, reaching for the
magic streams.

   He found the one he needed several seconds later, and pulled it towards
himself, his expression tight, eyes narrow. He sent the stream towards
Julian, and it wrapped itself around the bleeding badly by now blond.
Gabriel knew that it wouldn't do anything to stop the spider, but it would
heal the man somewhat, and slow down what seemed like an extremely rapid
blood loss.

   He couldn't do anything else about the spider situation, so he marched
towards Desmond's side of the bed and sat down, placing both of his hands on
his mate's temples, just as he did ten minutes ago.

   "Desmond," he started saying again without taking his eyes off serene
face. "Anything goes..."



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   "Fucking do it already," Raven said through his clenched teeth, stepping
closer.

   "Hold on..." Desmond said slowly, and Magda shot him a quick, dark look.

   "Take your last breaths, asshole," she said in a low voice. "I won't kill
him," she nodded at the wheezing blond. "But as soon as I wake up, I am
killing you right there, on the freaking spot!"

   "Yeah, I know," Desmond nodded, looking at her with the same strange,
thoughtful expression. "By the way," he glanced at Raven. "She is not lying;
she*will *let him live," he nodded, ignoring Magda's somewhat dumbfounded
look. "Not because she is so noble about keeping her word, but because she
is afraid that all those rumors about Salamander practicing necromancy,
might be true..." He grinned. "She doesn't want him to come back from the
dead; if she leaves him alone in his current state, it'll be safer..." He
shrugged. "Well, that's what she thinks anyway... Right?" he shifted his
gaze towards Magda, who stared at him without blinking.

   Desmond grinned again, nodding slightly.

   "Yup," he said and took a deep breath, stretching slightly. "Huh..." he
said a few seconds later. "I guess it *is *true – anything goes..."

   "What..." Raven started saying, and suddenly, everything around them
shimmered with some strange glitter.

   "I don't know how you did it," Magda said quickly through her clenched
teeth. "But I don't care...! This is my creation! You won't be able to do
jack with it...! I've had enough... Kiss your psycho goodbye," she nodded
furiously and stared at the spider, stepping away smoothly and easily when
Raven lunged at her.

   "Oh, come on..." Desmond sighed. "I mean, as much as I would love to
attend his funerals, I don't want to give *you *a satisfaction of killing
him... That and he is bleeding all over my sheets as we speak... Or carpet,"
he shrugged. "Depends where Rayhe put him..." He tilted his head to the left
as he spoke, his gaze fixed on the golden spider, expression as thoughtful
as before, except now, there was also a shadow of some strange hunger
splashing in his eyes.

   The spider stopped twitching and its eyes lost their dark-blue glow.
Julian let out a moaning exhale, and immediately coughed.

   "What..." Magda stared at the spider with disbelief.

   "Just helping out a damsel in distress..." Desmond muttered and glanced
at Salamander and Raven, who was all but shaking the blond by the shoulders,
frantically repeating, `Are you okay?'

   "Well," Desmond sighed. "So very figuratively speaking..." He looked at
Magda again without smiling. "I am tired of this place," he said
melancholically. "You did a crappy job of decorating it... Let's make it
better... Anything goes..."



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   ..."Anything goes, Desmond... Just reach out to whatever it is that you
reach out for to manipulate something that is not real...! Des..."

   Gabriel blinked and turned his head when he heard a strange clanking
sound. He blinked more rapidly when he saw that golden spider relax all of
its legs, pull them inwards somehow, and tumble off Julian's throat, rolling
off him onto the floor.

   Gabriel stood up and quickly walked around the bed. He stared at the
spider that right now, was just a dully-shining brooch. Its eyes were
glow-free and lifeless, the golden shine turned into nothing but a dull
shadow. Gabriel slowly lowered himself on one knee, reaching for the
lifeless creature with wary hand, expecting some nasty trap. He touched it
very carefully, thinking that if it lunges onto his throat this time, they
are going to be royally screwed. "If all of us are unconscious..." He never
finished his thought because the spider remained still and lifeless.
Gabriel's fingers touched warm, slick from Salamander's blood metal.

   He picked it up, dropped it into the small box that it originally
occupied, and slammed the lid on top of it. Then he glanced at Julian
briefly, narrowed his left eye, kicking up the intensity of the stream
around the blond, nodded to himself, and sat next to Desmond again.

   "You did it, didn't you?" he muttered, digging his fingers into Desmond's
temples. "Keep going... Don't stop now...! Anything goes..."



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   Before Magda could say anything, Desmond closed his eyes, just so they
could fly wide open a couple of seconds later.

   "Anything goes..." he muttered again, staring into nothing without
blinking.

   The air sang with silver anticipation, and suddenly, there was a cool,
fresh breeze ripping all that staleness into shreds, making the old posters
and advertisements fly off the large wooden post in a rushed paper-wave.
Desmond raised his arms slightly, spreading them apart, his fingers
twitching rhythmically, and the front door of the opera house slammed shut,
sending remains of the broken glass all over rocky steps.

   "Stop!" Magda screamed, throwing both of her arms above her head,
dropping the useless now spider on the ground. "Stop, or I swear to God..."

   "Hush," Desmond said quickly and looked at the spider next to her feet.

   Suddenly, the little brooch started trembling, creating some strange
buzzing sound, and a few seconds later, the spider came back to life,
ripping its metal shell apart, growing to grotesque proportions in a matter
of seconds. It became the same height as Magda, and then it wrapped all
eight of its metallically shining legs around the stunned and terrified
woman, trapping her in unforgiving embrace.

   "Anything goes..." Desmond said again. "You created this place," he
looked into Magda's eyes, ignoring her shrieking grunts while the spider
tightened its hold on her. "You are the parent; but like every child, it
grows up; and when it does, it wants to fuck and to be fucked... Not by its
parents," he let out a small smile. "And right now, it knows that I can fuck
it good...! Therefore, anything goes...!"

   His arms flew farther apart and he threw his head backwards, staring into
the blackness of the sky above him. The sky trembled in a dizzying manner,
and suddenly, it ripped itself apart, flooding everything with streaming
brilliant light.

   "Holy hell!" Desmond screamed with wild laughter. "I see now why you
wanted these powers so much...! This is unreal!"

   The sky trembled again, and this time, it sent those spasmodic tremors
into the ground as well, making it buck wildly underneath everyone's feet,
creating a menacing earthquake. Desmond laughed louder, screaming something
else into convulsing sky, turning that breeze into a miniature hurricane.
The ground trembled harder, throwing Raven off his feet. The opera house
creaked desperately, and all of a sudden, the earth split apart, swallowing
the building whole.

   "Bloody hell!" Julian yelled, trying to over-shout the roaring wind. "He
lost it...!"

   Raven turned his head towards howling with wild laughter Desmond, and he
had to agree with Julian – right now, Specter looked downright insane.

   "We have to stop him before he blows this place to hell!" He yelled,
wincing from the vicious wind. "Us included...!"

   Julian nodded at that, and they lunged towards Desmond, resisting the
wind, which grew even more powerful. They almost made it, and blond's arm
shot forward, aiming for Desmond's neck, planning to knock him off his feet.
Right before Salamander's fingers touched him, however, Desmond laughed even
harder, and screamed out:

   "Anything goes...!"

   The sky roared with deafening satisfaction and exploded into infinity of
brilliant stars, dancing wildly in the raging wind.

   "Raven...!" Julian screamed when those stars started wiping everything
off the face of existence. "Raven...!"

   The wind swallowed every single sound, and then there was nothing but
brilliant roar. Then there was nothing at all.

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