Date: Sat, 6 Sep 2014 23:41:03 +0200 From: Helion Solaris <helionsolaris@mail.com> Subject: Illuminated Chapter 3: Learning Hi, Everyone. Firstly, I sincerely apologize for the errors in CH2, I was in such a hurry. Secondly, I hope that they did not spoil your experience too much. Thank you for the comments and please keep them coming. Don't be shy. Please send comments via e-mail. I don't bite, though I do nibble. Unless you're into that scene ;) Hopefully this one will have less errors. Love, H. ================================================================ This is pure fiction, and nothing else. Resemblance to actual persons living or deceased is purely coincidental, unless stated otherwise. This is not a copy, rewrite or idea from any other source but my slightly loopy mind and some knowledge about mythology. Please don't try to draw parallels to mythology or read into history to figure out possible events - You will only disappoint yourself. This is completely mine and mine alone: the concept, characters and their world. If you do not enjoy this type of material or it is illegal where you are, I am sorry but you should leave the site. It will become darker later in the series, so enjoy for now... PLEASE REMEMBER TO DONATE TO NIFTY!!! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You want to keep reading these wonderful stories don't you? Illuminated Chapter 3: Learning "Ughnnn...ohh, hmm..." His lips barely brush my abs and his fiery tongue flicks across my nipple, nibbling just enough to make me groan and writhe. I squirm as he tortures me with pleasure lifting my legs sensually from his waist up to his shoulders. We pause and he enters... After a minute of sensual kissing I gently feel him starting to glide back-and-forth and in shallow circular motions, massaging me. I feel every detail of him inside me: every vein, contour and especially his bulbous head. "Ahhhh, yes... Harder," I softly moan, but that slowly increases in volume as his rhythm changes. He speeds up with deep thrusts up to the base and the slapping of flesh on flesh increases... "Yes! yes! Ohh!...fu-" Now I'm properly moaning, groaning and whining like a cheap whore. He lifts me from the bed still inside of me and repositions us in front of my mirror. Like the closet slut I am, I use his shoulders for support and twist on his cock to face our reflection, panting. As I catch my breath, I lift completely off of him with a succulent plop. I stare at my reflection and drop back d- ------------------------ "Get up, Helion!" My mother all but yells as she pulls the curtains open letting the sun's warm glow liven my room. When that didn't work she came over and shook me. "God! Mother, why so forceful?" I groan from under the covers. I notice quite a bit of pre in my briefs- must have had a nice dream. "Language! Just get moving, son." As she leaves I finally get up, stretching like a cat after a midday snooze. I see an unusual looking bird outside my window as I head toward my shower. It was a little larger than average, with gray and blue plumage. I continued to watch the bird as I grabbed a pair of underwear; Brazilian Artigo's that were a gift from Margot, but then put it out of my mind as I walk into the shower to get ready. I turn the water on and head towards the mirror."Wow, aren't we behaving," I say trying to smooth my bed head. My hair stands at odd angles almost every morning. I swear my pillow is a creative genius. I take my briefs off and spend a moment admiring the lovely body a combination of gymnastics, tennis and ballet has provided; nicely shaped feet with cute toes and long muscular legs, with plump calves; thick, strong and nicely toned thighs. My 6,5 inches is hanging at its flaccid 4,5 inches, framed by my trim dark crotch. I turn a tiny bit to inspect my favourite part--my ass. The candidly perky globes resting on my legs are quite the attraction grabbers when I'm in my leotard. I also have my V and abs, not a six pack though, only that sexy hint of a six pack. This all is completed by broad strong shoulders with solid shapely pecs and strong lean arms with toned biceps. "Okay, that's enough now. Shallow much?" I say to myself. This has been my daily routine ever since I started sports. "Always be proud of yourself, little butterfly," my coach constantly says to me. Ahh Miss Guillen... seeing her after such a long time would be lovely, I think as I step into the shower... "Ahh, so nice." I dry off, enjoying that cleansed feeling a shower gives you. I put on my lime green Artigo's and wiggle my plump ass as I return to my room. I grab some Luis Vitton- just kidding ;). Normal dark grey jeans, a red shirt: a little tight as always, and a black pair of Tomy's. As I'm heading downstairs I hear mom and dad talking. I enter the kitchen and take a seat at the pseudo-bar. "Good morning mother, good morning father I have something to tell you." I say in a formal tone. Mom looks up concerned, dad just glances up from his phone-probably playing Candy Crush, the big kid. "What is it, honey?" Mom asks. "Nothing's wrong, he's just seeking attention," my sister says as she saunters in, wearing her sports gear. She smiles and winks at me, kisses mom and dad and then sits beside me. << "Don't tell them. They cannot know." "Arianna is that you?">> Mom places our fruit and starchy breakfast down and we eat. << "Yes, don't tell mom and dad." "Okay...So when does the change become permanent, like when do you merge?" "Soon. It should take about five days on earth." "Okay, you need to explain that sometime." "I will.">> "Okay guys. I'll take you to school today," dad says as he gets up and moves towards the front door. "Bye, honey," he kisses mom and heads to the car. "Bye, mother," my sister and I and I say simultaneously. ------- As we drive to school dad asks us the normal questions and all that. He makes some jokes about going grey and getting fat as he gets older. Please sir you're just forty and you're still almost as toned as I am. We near school and I spot that cute boy Thomas again. "Bye dad!" I shout, climbing out of the car and walk towards the gates. I put my music on and plug my earphones in playing some I.G.G.Y.---#dontjudgeme I'm a kid. I walk up the front steps to Building A, where I have Accounting and sigh. Who invented two and a half hour classes anyway? I move to room 105A and take my seat near the window, in the middle of the row. Whilst taking out my earphones I bend to take out my textbooks, place them on my desk and remember- "OMG Assignment5F, dammit. I forgot!" I say a little too loudly. I begin to panic. "That's a shame," I hear from behind me. Surprised I turn around and behold, Mr Cute himself. "Hi Thomas... Yeah I completely forgot to do it." I scratch my head and look at him. Our eyes meet and he looks away quickly. Interesting, I must investigate further. "Alright class, take out your Assignments so I can check them. Remember five percent off your term mark if it is not done." Mr. Smith monotonously groans at us. I really groan and try to think of excuses... "Uhm... you can copy mine if you want," it was barely audible, but I heard him say it. "Really, Thomas?" I practically leaped over our desks and sat next to him -- very close to him. -- Cue Wiggling of eyebrows. "Thank you so much," I reply with my best puppy-dog pout. As I copied his work I felt his eyes on me. I looked up at him and he blushed so much his ears reddened. Sooo cute, I'm practically salivating. As I finished, Mr. Smith came down our row. "Thank you so much," I said and took hold of his arm, "I will return the favour. I owe you now," and returned with a grin to my seat. Mr. Smith checks my book and sighs... "You need to work on your legibility, Solaris." Mr. Smith turns to the class, "Remind him why, class." The whole class responds, "Illegibility is a symptom of untrustworthy accounting." "I'm sorry sir." He leaves. Phew dodged a bullet. I turn around, winking at Thomas as the bell rang for lunch. He goes towards the debaters' hangout and I head to the tennis courts. I walk down the back steps of Building A, over the Netball fitness courts and spot Margot at the Health-Freak vending machine. "Hey, Helion!" Someone calls from behind me. Who could that be? I look back and see Bill jogging towards me. "Hi, I was wondering if you thought about the interview yet?" he says as he reaches me. "I'm sorry no... but give me your number and I'll text you." Noticeably put down he shrugs, takes out his phone and we exchange digits. "Okay, bye," I say walking away backwards, almost ploughing Margot down. "Whoa, no need to kill me, Mr. Slut. I see you've lined up a nice piece." "Ha ha. Very funny, no. He just wants to know if I'll do that interview for the newspaper," I say as we stroll to our tree in between the courts. We are having such a perfect summer this year: Warm, but not hot, birds are out chirping and there is this lovely breeze that just feels right... Rolling her eyes and sighing heavily, "I know. I'm not stupid you know. I scored the highest mark in Chem last term, excuse me." "Oh, I am so sorry," I reply, lifting my hands up in mock resignation. As things are, we talk about school, our families (hers are planning a holiday in Monaco) and love lives - non-existent for me. We continue and I tell her that today I will have my first tennis and gymnastics training since the accident. The bell rings for second session and we head to Biology. Yay, more Thomas. Classes flew by with last period English feeling like miniature eternity. As Margot and I leave I spot that bird again. So weird. I wave to Margot as she leaves with her mom and my dad pulls up. "Hey son, how was your day?" He cheerfully asks. "It was good. I almost lost some term marks, but it's okay," I quickly try to cover my confession. "Ha, Homework not done?" He asks and I nod," Don't worry I was like that too. You'll eventually learn to remember." At that moment Thomas comes out of the gates and heads towards a white Mercedes with a gorgeous emerald eyed woman in the driver's seat. I couldn't help it and I stared at him the whole time. "Uhm, cough-cough, Son. Do we need to have a talk about safety?" He asks chuckling. "No, dad. Why?" He motions with his eyes and I notice Little H standing at attention. I blush and cover him. Dad laughs and turns the radio on as we head toward the Cennix Tennis Club. After about two minutes we reach the club. "Text me when I need to come and get you. Bye" Dad drove off and I head towards reception. I enter the cool reception area to sign in and notice that they repainted the interior. It was cream coloured, but now it's a cool blue. That is apparently not all that's new. There is a new receptionist at the reception desk flipping through a logbook. "Hi." I say trying not to disturb him that much. As he looks up I almost moan aloud. This ethereal short haired blonde, blue eyed angel stares at me with a perfect smile. He is maybe four inches shorter than me and definitely lighter. A little bit of muscle telling of a long time tennis player. He is wearing his uniform: a tight-fit white Cennix shirt with stylish navy jeans. "Good afternoon, I'm Jesse, and welcome to Cennix Tennis Club and fitness centre. How may I help you?" "I just want to sign in," I say trying not to blush. "Okay. Membership code please." He asks and I give it to him. "Welcome, Mr. Solaris." "Nope, just Helion," I reply. He smiles at me, but suddenly looks away as I catch his eyes and blushes. This only makes me blush more. "Do know what happened to Megan, the previous receptionist?" I ask to avoid an awkward silence. "She moved to Spain with her fiancée last week and I'm her replacement," he so sweetly replies. "Oh, Okay. Thanks. See you later." I say while heading towards the locker room. I was sure I heard him mutter 'I hope so' and I grinned stupidly. The locker room was just like remembered. I head towards number 403 and take out my bag and spare uniform. I dress and head out to practice court one. As I near the court I spot coach Van Zyl warming up with two other players on the school team: James Andrade and Shaun Colbert. "Helion!" Hyper as always Shaun bounces over to me and jumps me. "It is so good to see you on court again. We hardly see each other even at school." "That's because you and your boyfriend over yonder are always in gym or under the bleachers during break," I say smiling naughtily. "We don't even have bleachers at school," James says as he jogs up to us, "Glad you're back captain. It was so much work being in charge while you were gone." They look almost like brothers: both have dark blue eyes, and tanned complexions with strong, beautiful facial features. They stand at 5'10, but the only difference is hair. Shaun has curly hair and James has straight hair. "Hey, Solaris. Good to see you," Hot, hot, hot coach Van Zyl struts over to us in all his 5'7, muscled glory. His wavy dark brown locks falling just past his ears. He is like a mix between Roger Federer and Novak: that soft beauty with vibrant hazel eyes and a cheeky smile. "So Solaris, What does the doctor say?" "He says I'm good, but I should take it easy and that the genetic thing really is just superficial." "It's great to see you all, so what are we waiting for? Let's start." "Right girls 15 warm up laps and then 5 circuits of suicides, after that 50 lunges for starters..." And so we went on. We played doubles and did some more circuit training. I was so tired by the time we were done, I just called dad and when I got home I fell on my bed... I woke up at 11pm. I stretched and twisted my sore muscles and went downstairs. Mom was finishing up with the dishes, she made some Lasagne. Dad was watching Serena school that poor Makarova girl in the TV room and my sister was busy doing her ballet stretching. I grabbed some Lasagne and sat next to my sister. <"Are you going to tell me now?" "I will come to your room."> I finished eating and left. I tried clearing some the clutter on my desk, but things were not working with me. I gave up. After fifteen minutes there was a knock on my door. "Come in. Hey sis." I say as she walksin. She sits on my bed, crosses her legs and smiles at me. "You need to tell me everything." "Okay Helion... When Minerva decided we needed to activate a human. I was tasked with finding one. I met you when you were very young, maybe 4 years old. I knew that you would be the one. It was a day at the park and you were playing on a playground when a bird fell out of a tree. You rushed to the bird and saw it was tiny, the mother had kicked it out for being too weak and not easily camouflaged. You took the bird home and with your parents' help you nursed it back to health. You released it into the wild some time later. I knew a child that pure and compassionate would be the best candidate. Your mother at the time was pregnant with Apolla and I had known by then that I wanted to merge and live a relatively normal life. I visited your mother's dreams and convinced her to name Apolla after my greatest hero, Apollon. He saved a whole country on my home world once, almost blowing himself up in the process. He also saved me that day or so Minerva told me. Ever since that day I have been checking on you and your family. I knew I was merging with your sister so that I could help you." "Okay, wow," was all I could say, "So about this merging...?" "Ah yes, we will completely merge by next week and when that will happen your sister and I will share memories and lives. I will lose my immortality and some of my power." I guess this is my new life. This will take some getting used to. She says good night and leaves. I fall asleep a few minutes after that. ================================================================ On the other side of the Milky Way: "Your majesty. Our strongest telepaths have picked up an extremely powerful new ascendant on Earth and an unknown Ancient force with him," the white platinum armoured guard bows and leaves. "What have they done now?" King Q'lezdix rubs his temples. He turns away from the viewing deck, behind him a planet is slowly being rebuilt; a task 19 000 years in the making... To be continued... ---------------------------------------------------------------- There you go Chapter 3. I hope you like it! Please comment, please let me know if your enjoying this story. 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