Date: Mon, 5 Apr 2010 10:52:06 +1000
From: Jack wright <shadowmage_jax@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Shining Light Part 3

	I was frustrated, confused. What the hell was this book? One minute
its blank the next it has a letter in it addressed to me. What the hell?
How was that possible? And the book was in a second hand bookstore, so how
the hell would anyone know that I would get it? And I was positive it was
meant for me. I don?t know how I knew, I could just feel it. And how did
this person know about my headaches? But it did give me a clue as to what
happened this after noon. If what the book told me was true then it would
have been magic that blew up those cars. But I didn?t know any magic so how
the hell did I do it?
	These thoughts were swirling around my head for over an hour before
I was pulled out of my reverie by a car pulling up the driveway. I looked
out the window and saw that Greg was pulling into the car port. What the
hell was I going to do? I still didn?t know what to tell him about what I
saw Beck doing with her boss. I was hoping to have more time to come up
with some idea on what to say. I started panicking and my head exploded
with pain. Then there was sweet nothing.

	I gained awareness again and started struggling against the
darkness around me. As I started to rise out of it I realized I was laying
on something soft, not the hard ground I was expecting. I finally gained
full awareness and opened my eyes. I was in a bright white room and the
smell of sterileness surrounded me. I was on a single bed surrounded by
green curtains. It was then I realized I was in a hospital. I couldn?t
think why I would be in a hospital and began to panic again and that?s when
I remembered the pain. Obviously my headache knocked me out again. It seems
Greg must have called an ambulance or something.
	I was awake for only a few minutes when a nurse came around the
corner and came to an abrupt halt when she seen I was awake. She gave me a
small smile and asked ?How are you feeling??
      ?Apart from a small headache I?m fine,? I replied.
      She gave me another smile then said ?Good, I?ll just go get the
doctor and let him know you awake.?
      She turned around and walked around the curtain, disappearing from
sight, I heard low murmuring before Greg came through the curtain and sat
in the chair near the head of my bed. He let out a sigh and looked me in
the eyes, making my heart race. I could see the pain, sadness and relief
that he kept inside. ?You almost gave me a heart attack,? he said, the
relief coming through with his voice.
      ?Sorry,? I mumbled in reply.
      ?What happened?? he asked, concern lacing the words.
      ?It was my headache. Seems they are knocking me unconscious now.? I
said, my voice trembling from the thought of what these headaches were
turning into. Greg sighed again and leaned back into his chair, reaching
out a hand and grabbing mine as he did so. It was a strange gesture coming
from him because he hardly ever touched me. I guess him finding me passed
out on the floor shook him pretty bad.
      We sat in silence for a minute or two before the doctor stepped
through the curtain and stopped at the end of the bed. I released Greg?s
hand and propped myself up against the bed head so I could converse
better. The doctor was a good looking man in his mid 40?s by my guess but I
didn?t really take much notice, my mind on Greg and what it felt like just
to hold his hand. I wished silently that I had didn?t let go of him but I
knew with the doctor here Greg would have released it anyway. The doc
looked at the chart on the bottom of the bed then glanced up at me. Before
he could say anything I asked ?So when can I get out of here??
      He looked at me like I was crazy but answered swiftly. ?I?m afraid
you can?t go until we know why you were unconscious.?
      ?Well that?s easy,? I said. ?I have a headache that could kill an
elephant. That?s why I collapsed.?
      The doc raised an eyebrow at me. ?A headache?? he asked.
      ?Yeah, you know, a pain that forms in the head rather than any other
part of your body,? I said, rather sarcastically I might add.
      The doc gave an amused snort. ?Well it doesn?t seem to be affecting
your wit,? he said, the smile the smile that wasn?t on his face coming in
through the tone of his voice. ?I?ll just need you to answer some questions
then we will see what happens.?

      3 hours later I was in the car with Greg heading home. Apparently
there was nothing they could do then and there about severe headaches
except give me drugs to knock me out. They let me leave, not because I was
fit to go home but rather to stop me from whining. Greg wasn?t happy
though. He had a look on his face that was all anger. And it was all aimed
at me. ?Why the hell wouldn?t you stay there?? he said, although it was
nearly a shout. ?I mean it?s obvious you need to be there because you don?t
pass out from a mere headache.?
      ?Greg calm down,? I said keeping my voice low. I didn?t want to get
into an argument with him.
      ?Calm down?? he shouted, ?How can I calm down when you are putting
yourself at risk Jack? There is obviously something very wrong with you if
your headaches are causing this problem.?
      ?There is nothing the doctor can do Greg,? I said my voice still
low. ?They will never find what is causing my headaches because I know what
is and it isn?t anything they would detect.? I don?t know how I knew but I
suddenly had a feeling that the book was right. ?I know how to get rid of
them know but I can?t do it at the hospital.?
      My words didn?t seem to cool him off, they just confused him enough
that he stopped shouting. ?What do you mean you know how to get rid of
them?? he asked, disbelieving.
      ?You won?t believe me if I told you so you will just have to wait
till we get home and I will show you,? I said. He didn?t say anything more
so I relaxed into my seat and closed my eyes trying to ease the ache behind
my eyes.
      When we got home we went straight inside and I grabbed the book off
the island. I gave it to Greg and told him to look at it. He was confused
but he obliged, looking over the cover before opening it. The look of
confusion grew as he flipped through a few pages before handing it back to
me. ?It?s blank,? he stated.
      I didn?t bother replying, I just opened the book to see the letter on
the first couple of pages was gone. But I knew now what to do. I closed the
book again and ran my hand over the pattern on the cover before opening it
again. The letter had returned so I handed back to Greg and told him to
read. His expression changed from to confusion to surprise. He glanced up
at me then back to the book and he began to read. When he finished he
handed the book back to me.
      He didn?t say anything, just stood there staring at me. I shifted
nervously under weight of his gaze. Finally he spoke. ?You don?t believe
this do you?? he asked incredulously.
      ?I didn?t when I first read it,? I admitted, ?but I have been
thinking about the whole time I was at the hospital, and it seems to
fit. After what happened to me today it is not such a stretch.?
      ?What do you mean by what happened to you today?? He asked.
      So I told him about what happened with the explosion in the car park,
leaving out the part about me catching Beck cheating on him. I just
couldn?t deal with that at the moment, and I still didn?t know how I was
going to tell him. He looked at me like I was crazy. ?I?m not insane Greg,?
I said calmly, even though I was shaking with nerves. ?Just ask Beck about
the explosion. She wont know the cause because no one seen me do it, but it
was close to the bar so she will know about it.?
      That seemed to break Greg out of his reverie. He looked around and
said ?Where is Beck? She should have been home by know.?
      ?There?s a message on the answering machine from her,? I said and
then went to my room. I closed the door and sat down on my bed. I decided
to give the book a go, and see if it helped. If it did then I would know if
it was real or not. I opened the book and found the letter was still there
so I turned past it to the next page. It was blank. That would be right. I
was going insane. I felt sure the book would help but it seemed it was just
a joke. I was about to throw the book across the room when writing began to
appear on the page. I watched as the words seemed to write themselves
across the page. When the writing stopped I started reading. It was
instructions on how to center the magic within, and stop it from causing
havoc to me and my surroundings.
      I memorized the instructions then sat in the middle of my bed with my
legs crossed. I closed my eyes and began doing as the book instructed. I
began feeling inside of myself, looking for the power that the book said
was there. I don?t know how long I sat there but it felt like forever. I
was starting to feel stupid, sitting there looking for a supposed magic
power I had but couldn?t find. Then out of the blue I felt it. A writhing,
pulsating power hidden deep inside of me. And I was scared. The sheer
magnitude of what I had found was overwhelming. I felt that the power, or
whatever it was, could destroy just about anything in the world, if not the
world itself. I had no idea how I was suppose to control so much power but
I had to try. I imaged pulling it into a cage inside my chest, right next
to my heart just like the book instructed. And amazingly that?s what
happened. I felt the power travel through my whole body before pooling into
my chest. And it just sat there, restrained, no longer out of control as it
had been. And I knew now that I would be able to access it if I needed it,
but I still didn?t know who to control it if I did unleash it again.
      I opened my eyes again and I realized my headache was gone. There was
no longer blinding pain. I was free of it again, but only for a couple of
months unless I could find a mage. A mage willing to train me of
course. But that would be a thought for tomorrow because I just didn?t have
the strength to deal with it tonight. I glanced at the clock and found I
had only taken 15 minutes to find and contain my power. I was surprised
because it felt like I had been at it for hours.
      I decided it was about time I went and got something to eat,
considering how late it was. It was near midnight and I hadn?t had anything
to eat since this morning.
      I walked out of my room just as Greg came out of the bathroom, stark
naked and glistening with water, suggesting he just got out of the
shower. God how I loved that look. The way the water made his gorgeous body
shine in the light. He stopped just outside the doorway, giving me a great
view of his exposed package, my mouth was watering at the sight, imagining
what his cock tasted like. I wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees
and service him like he should be serviced. The Bitch he was with had
stopped blowing him quiet sometime ago and hardly ever gave him sex anymore
either. And now I knew why. She was fucking other men. I stopped my
thoughts there and forced myself to look away, even though my eyes were
reluctant to give up their eye candy. I started walking toward the kitchen,
my eyes darting back to look at him again and I swear I saw him smile
before walking to his room. God he sprung me. But he didn?t say anything so
it mustn?t have been that big a deal for him, even though he knew I was
gay.
      I shrugged it off and made myself a sandwich. Just as I finished
eating Greg came back out and sat across the island from me. ?So did it
work?? he asked.
      ?Surprisingly it did,? I replied. ?The book was right. There is a
power in me that I can?t explain.?
      ?God those headaches have driven him mad,? I heard Greg say.
      ?No I?m not mad Greg, the book was right,? I said, anger seeping into
my voice.
      ?Didn?t say you were,? Greg said.
      That threw me of. ?You just said the headaches have driven me mad,? I
said, more anger coming out than before.
      ?No I didn?t,? Greg said again, a look of fear on his face. ?How the
hell did he know what I was thinking??
      I was confused by that second part. Why would he say that out loud?
That?s when I realized I didn?t actually see his lips move. ?God I hope he
isn?t going insane,? I heard Greg say but he didn?t actually say it. His
mouth was shut and he didn?t move his lips at all. Jesus Christ did I just
read his mind? I had to find out.
      ?I hope I?m not going insane either Greg,? I said, seeing what kind
of response I would get. The fear on Greg?s face growing.
      ?I didn?t actually say that Jack,? Greg said, backing away from me as
far as he could in his chair.
      ?But you thought it didn?t you?? I asked, fear as strong as his
coming through my voice.
      He didn?t bother answering me he just stood up and backed away from
his chair. ?What am I thinking now?? he asked still backing away.
      ?The number 256,354? I answered. It seems that?s all Greg could take
because he passed out at that moment. I was up and over by his side in a
flash. I knelt down beside him and checked his pulse, all the while
shouting his name. I found his pulse was strong and steady so I tapped his
face lightly calling his name, trying to wake him. After a moment he
started moving and then opened his eyes. ?What happened?? he asked.
      ?You feinted when you realized I could read your mind,? I answered. I
could hear his thoughts still but couldn?t understand them, they were to
fast and frantic. I doubt he even knew what he was thinking.
      ?How?? is all he said.
      ?I don?t know Greg,? I replied. ?I don?t think I want to know
either. There has been too many weird things happening to me today and this
is just another.? I was scared shitless but I was trying to stay calm and
reassure the man I loved. But his thoughts where whirling through my head
and they were making the panic within me rise. I closed my eyes and tried
to break the connection between us. Amazingly it worked. The only thoughts
I could hear were my own.
      ?There see. I can?t hear your thoughts anymore,? I said.
      It took a little while to get Greg up off the floor. He was still in
shock. But once he had calmed down a little I persuaded him to go to bed
and I promised him that we would talk about what happened in the morning.

      When I woke up the next day I felt better than I had in weeks. The
headaches had finally stopped and I felt well rested. It was such a
relief. Greg wasn?t out of bed when I got up, which was strange since he
was always an early riser. I went and put the percolator on so there was
coffee ready when he got up. It was another hour before I finally heard him
moving around.
      When he came out of his room he looked disheveled. It seemed like he
didn?t get much sleep during the night. I went and made him a cup of coffee
before he said anything and placed it in front of him when he sat down. He
gave me a grunt of thanks and gulped half of it down in one go. He was
obviously still trying to wrap his head around what happened last night.
	I left him to it and went for a shower. When I came back he was
nursing a fresh cup but still didn?t look any better. ?You alright Greg?? I
asked.
      ?Yeah just didn?t get much sleep last night that?s all,? was his
reply.
      ?I gathered that.? I said.
      He just sat there and didn?t say anything for a minute. It looked
like he was thinking pretty hard about something but I resisted the
temptation to open my mind to his. He was my best friend and I knew it
would be wrong for me to intrude. After a while he finally asked ?You still
able to read my mind??
      I looked up at him and said ?I don?t want to read your mind Greg so
I?m not even going to try.?
      He looked me in the eye and said ?Thanks Jack. But are you sure you
can still do it??
      I considered him for a moment then replied. ?I can give it a try if
you want but I don?t want to know what you?re thinking. It?s wrong for me
to do that to you Greg. You are my best friend and your thoughts should be
for you only, not for me to listen in on.?
       ?Just try Jack, I need to know if this is real or not,? he said
softly.
      I considered it for a moment then said, ?OK but only because you
asked.?
      I reached into my mind and opened the connection I closed the night
before. Instantly I could hear his every thought, but it was more than that
this morning. I could feel his emotions. I could feel the confusion and the
fear. I tried to block them out and concentrate on his mind but it was
difficult. Finally I got a fix on his mind and I heard what he was thinking
clearly. To him I said ?No you aren?t going insane Greg. If you are
delusional like you are thinking then I am sharing the same delusion.?
      He let out a sigh and I closed the connection again. I could no
longer feel what he was feeling and the only thoughts I could hear were
mine. He looked up at me and said in a relieved voice, ?At least I'm not
going crazy then.?
      I gave a small chuckle and said ?No your not. Neither am I.?
      ?You seem pretty calm about all this Jack,? Greg commented.
      ?Well there is no point in panicking is there? I mean it was either
get control of these powers or have them kill me.?
      Greg looked at me for a moment before replying. ?Well I guess your
right, but this is scaring me Jack. And it?s not even happening to me.?
      ?It is scaring me too Greg. But there is nothing I can do about it. I
have been wishing all my life for something like this and now that I have
it I don?t want it. All I can do about it is find someone who can train me
to use what I have.?
      Greg gave a sigh and mumbled something I didn?t catch. I didn?t
bother asking what he said I just asked ?I forgot to ask yesterday why you
came home? I thought you were camping away??
      Greg said simply ?My machine broke down and it will take a couple of
days to fix it.?
      ?Oh,? is all said.
      After a few hours of doing our own things Greg called out, ?I?m going
into town Jack. Did you want to come??
      ?Sure,? I said. ?Just let me grab my wallet.?
      We went grocery shopping and were walking around the stores in the
main street when I felt something odd. I didn?t realize what it was at
first but after a while I realized it felt like the power inside of
me. Only it was coming from down the street, following us. Greg walked into
one of the stores and I rushed in after him, pulling to one side. ?What the
hell Jack,? he nearly shouted.
      I put a finger to my lips to signal him to be quiet and leaned in to
whisper in his ear. ?We are being followed by someone who has magic. But
the feeling I am getting from them is one of ill will.?
      Greg looked at me skeptically. ?Just trust me Greg we have to leave
now. I don?t know what he wants but it is nothing good.? I paused for a
second trying to locate the power I could feel. That?s when I realized it
wasn?t just one person, but two. ?Shit,? I whispered. ?There are two of
them Greg. We have to go.?
      I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the store, walking as fast
as I could, almost running. We made it to the car quickly and whoever was
following had dropped behind but was still coming. We got into the car and
Greg took off. I kept looking out the windows trying to locate the two
people following but there was too many people around. They could have been
anyone. Once we got out of the town I could no longer feel our pursuers and
I let out a sigh of relief.
      ?Jack what the hell is happening?? Greg said sharply.
      ?I don?t know Greg,? I replied, leaning back in my seat, my heart
still racing. ?I could feel a power behind us, one like what I found inside
me. But I could also feel the emotions of the person with the power. They
wanted to cause harm to someone. And I am sure it was us they were
following. I could feel them tracing my power, following it. If I had of
been alone I probably would have faced them to find out who they were but I
couldn?t while you were with me.?
      ?I can look after myself you know Jack,? Greg said tartly.
      ?Against normal people, Greg, yes you can, I said dryly. ?But those
were people who have magic and know how to use it. Neither of us would have
been able to do much against them.?
      ?Then why would you have faced them if you were alone??
      ?Because it was me they wanted. And while I don?t know how to use my
magic, I could still have tried to use it if I needed to.?
      Greg didn?t seem to be happy about that prospect but didn?t say
anything. He just continued driving.
      I spent the whole drive home checking with my new magic senses to see
if we were still being followed, but I could feel nothing. When we got home
I still couldn?t feel any pursuit so I relaxed. Beck was home when we
arrived and fear clenched inside me. After everything that had been
happening I had forgotten about catching her with her boss. I decided then
that I would talk to her and give her the option of telling Greg herself
before I told him.
      We got the shopping inside and Greg gave Beck a kiss before she
started telling him about the explosion that happened the day before. Greg
raised an eyebrow at me and I nodded. It seemed he was finally believing
what was happening to me and was accepting it. Thank god for that. I don?t
know what I would have done if he didn?t.
      Later that afternoon Greg went out to do the animals and that left me
and Beck alone in the house. I sat down in front of her. It was time to
confront her about what happened.
      ?So do you want to tell Greg or shall I,? I said simply.
      ?What are you talking about?? she asked.
      I opened my mind so I could hear her thoughts and said ?You and
Lee. I saw you fucking him in the cellar yesterday.?
      Her thoughts went crazy and I could feel the fear coming off her. ?I
don?t know what your talking about,? she said in a shaky voice.
      But I could see the images running through her mind. Could see her
thinking about fucking Lee and trying to figure out how I saw them.
      ?Yes you do. I came to see you yesterday like you wanted me to and
Ben sent me down to the cellar because you were supposedly counting the
stock. But I saw you bent over that keg with Lee pounding you from
behind. It was just before the explosion remember??
      She remembered alright but she wasn?t letting on. ?Your crazy Jack,?
she said, her voice still shaking.
      ?No I'm not,? I said calmly. ?So is it just Lee your fucking or are
there others??
      I saw the images of four other men in her mind before she
answered. ?I'm not cheating on Greg,? she stated, the fear around her
growing.
      ?Wow how unconvincing are you?? I asked but before she could reply I
said, ?And its not just Lee either. Who are the four others you?ve been
screwing??
      Her eyes went wider and she didn?t bother replying.
      ?The cats out of the bag Beck. Now either your tell Greg yourself or
I will tell him. Either way he is going to find out. And trust me, I will
know whether you tell him or not.?
	With that I got up and left the house, jumping in my car to go for
a drive. I didn?t want to hang around to see the fireworks if she told
him. I went to the lookout and sat there for hours just thinking.
      When I finally got home it was dark and there was only the outside
light on. Greg and Beck were obviously in bed. It didn?t seem like Beck had
told Greg about her little escapades. I reached out with my mind and found
beck?s thoughts. It seems she was in the middle of an orgasm. I could see
through her eyes and saw Greg on top of her, pounding away like a mad
man. I could feel everything she was feeling and it was good. I could feel
is cock sliding in and out of her pussy, could feel him kissing her. But it
felt like he was doing it to me. I could feel his body on mine, feel his
heat coming of him. It left me breathless. I pulled out of Beck?s mind
before I got too caught up. I loved that man but if I couldn?t have him for
myself then I didn?t want to feel him through someone else.
      I went straight to bed, not bothering with anything else. I was still
breathless and now I was worked up. The feel of Greg still lingered on my
skin even though he wasn?t actually doing it to me. When I undressed for
bed I realized I had creamed my pants. And I felt euphoric like it was me
Greg was fucking, not Beck.
      I got into bed and heard a loud groan come from Greg. It seems he
just came. God how it made me tingle. I wish it was me that he was me he
was depositing his seed into. I reconnected with Beck?s mind now that they
had finished. I scanned her thoughts and found she hadn?t told Greg
yet. And she wasn?t even guilty about it.
      It seemed I would have to tell him myself. I went to sleep with Greg
on my mind.