Chapter VI: Hatred for the Twilight

"Please... no more... kyaaaaa... I beg you, let go of me."

The plead of the innocent magician echoes along the concrete walls, everything slowly went dark for Arme as she locked sight at her defiled reflection from the eyes of the Berserk Knight. Her form, was ever so clear that she became deeply ashamed. She was helpless to defend her dignity at the hands of the person whom she assumed was her friend. It was very clear to her that she had made a mistake. Drool escaped from her mouth like a fountain. Her hands were shaking, unable to do action. Questions flew around her mind, questions about what made Hark this way. But the intensity and pleasure she felt that moment gave her no time to think of a proper answer. Her body felt very hot as her fluids leaked out of her maidenhood. Her body moved to the rhythm of Hark’s dancing fingers sliding up and down her wet entrance. Her moans filled that dark night… and no other person was there to hear it.

At one corner, Lire was sitting haplessly on the cold concrete wall. Lire still made no attempt to save her bestfriend, her back hurts as well as her hands. She couldn’t move her body. Her half naked form was covered in white sticky matter which went dry overtime. Her hair was messy, eyes red from tears. The slight breeze gave her some comfort. But, she just sat there, staring away as her friend got devoured by lust and impurity. She desire to move from her position ever so much, it inflicts pain on her body like a needle if she does so. “Arme…” But, it pains her more to bear witness as Arme get defiled in front of her very eyes. Tears began to flow from her reddened eyes down to her blushing cheeks. A face full of regret and sorrow.“I’m… sorry if I got both of you into this...” Her voice was hoarse so she was unable to attract attention with her last words.

At another corner, a few meters from Arme and Hark, Amy was conscious yet her body failed to react to her demands. That heavy blow that she got inflicted with was strong enough to paralyze her. She can feel her stomach aching from it. Her attention was caught by a sound that seemingly resembled a voice which came from nearby. She forced her head to tilt a little, as she was in a very uncomfortable position when she smashed into the wall, in attempt to search the source of the sound. Her stomach nearly turned from what she saw. She knew they lost and there was no hope left for them. She took her sight out of the scene of such obscene acts, it was too much for her, and noticed Lire at the corner. "Lire..?" She knew Lire was conscious. "Lire..." Amy pitied for what happened to her.

"If only I was here... If only I was informed about you, I could've helped you... I'm very sorry Lire... A friend I turned out to be..." Amy whispered. "You deserve none of this, Lire."

"I wonder how YOU'll taste like here." Hark finalized as he made his approach in between Arme's legs. Hark got more excited by the musky scent that Arme is emitting "Not there... Hark... please... no..." Arme kept on pleading. Hark just smiled and sticked his tongue out. The man stared at the girl as his tongue made contact on Arme's maiden lips. Arme moaned loudly. She felt good for some reason. Hark drank every last drop that Arme spewed out. "Moan louder, Arme... I'm gonna kill all of you after this... so why not enjoy  this as much as you can..." Arme's body started to act on its own, blindly searching for more pleasure, she didn't care anymore for what might happen to her. The wind finally changed. Arme was in no control of her will any longer. She wanted more. But her conscience was telling her otherwise.

"Arme, girl, what the hell are you doing?" A voice inside her head shouted at her. "This man is not the person you first met at the academy. "That person is dead; this one is not him anymore!" It kept on shouting but Arme was too pleasured to notice. "Is he the one you love?" That question finally hit Arme. "For all I know... you love Lass. What would he think if he found out that you willingly gave yourself to this son of a bitch?" Arme was realizing that gave her love and loyalty to Lass. "Arme, I know you're still there." The voice continued to persuade its owner. Arme finally spoke back. "What should I do? Am I not immobilized? Do you not see that I am tied to the ground and getting felt up, besides I'm going to die anyways... so why bother?"

The night wind crept through the skins of the people in the area. But Hark and Arme were warm in pleasure. While Amy and Lire were cold and shivering but they were conscious. Amy couldn't help but to listen to her friend's defilement. Her ears were literally bleeding just from hearing them. She wasn't able to take it any longer. She forced herself to stand and held her chakram tightly as she aimed for Hark, fuelled by anger in her heart, she charged at him furiously... like a maddened beast. Hark saw through her attack and retaliated, he manage to dodge her, causing Amy to lose balance and smash face first into Arme's chest. "Amy... what was that for?" Arme was in more pain now. "Sorry... Arme, I wasn't aiming for you." Amy whispered.

"You were still alive?" Hark smirked, obviously enjoying at what he was witnessing. The position that Arme and Amy were in made him smile. "I have an idea. Why not you pleasure Arme in my stead?" The man gave out a devilish laugh. Amy had sprained her leg when she lost her balance earlier. She was in disbelief due to that revelation. She, too, was now under the mercy of the Forsaken Knight. Hark kneeled down and raised Amy's head. "Stick your tongue out." He whispered. Amy was shocked by the sudden request. "Like hell I would!" Amy spitted at Hark's face. The man smiled and licked the trace of the girl's saliva off his face. "Does this not excite you? Look at your friend. This cute girl is getting felt up by me... and you were just lying there, watching every moment of it." Amy was deeply insulted by those words she just heard. Her cheeks were in deep red and avoided eye contact with Hark. "So, it did excite you." The man laughed harder. "What the hell are you planning, you bastard!?"

"I'll let you taste a little bit of heaven first." He began to grope Amy's breast as he licked her neck. Amy forced herself not to moan. "Is that the best you got?" Hark gave out a smile. "So you wanted more?" He moved his hands down to the lower part of her body. "How about here?" Amy flinched as the man crept his way down her skirt and made contact with her womanhood. "Kyaaa..." Amy could watery sounds below her. "Ohh... you're such a naughty bitch... You're wet as well." Amy began to moan loudly. "No... please... ahhh..." Amy felt so much pleasure. She finally gave in to the man's desire for her.

Amy let her guard down, to the amazement of Hark. "There, now pleasure her. Do as you are told and I will make you feel even better... I'll also make your death a little less painful." Amy nodded due to fear. "That's a good girl." Arme's sight was all hazy. It was unknown to her that Amy was being forced on now. Hark continued on smiling and moved Amy's head to Arme. Her long pink ponytails swept against the magician's face. Amy was literally on top of Arme. "Now, do her." Hark ordered. Amy just followed again as she stared at Arme's lips. Her mind was in a confused state as her lips made contact with Arme's soft lips.

The twilight illuminated Amy and Arme. Hark's smile grew. "That's right... go ahead and do her more." Amy kissed Arme deeper, her tongue penetrated into the magician's mouth. Amy blindly moved her hand and started to rub her chest. Arme moaned. Her face obviously made it sound like she was pleasure by the sudden stimulition. Amy withdrew from her fix from Arme's mouth and whisphered into ear. "Arme, you're so cute..." Those words entered the magician's ear and smiled. "We're going to die here... why not do it anyway."

Tears flushed from the eyes of the two girls and giggled at eachother. "Yeah... we're going to die..."

"We... did everything we could..."

"But I still failed to do anything for Lire..."

"Damn it, some friend I turned out to be..." Amy finalized as the wind made her notice the girl spectating them.

Amy glanced at Lire, who was staring at them the whole time. Still doing nothing for their benefit. Amy smiled at her.

"Good Bye... Lire..."

To be continued~

Chapter V: Abysmal Consciousness

Darkness loomed over an area full of malice and chaos. The place was cold as the wind brushed against the faces of two girls who stood their ground against a man with such darkness in his eyes and lust in his heart, trying to save their beloved friend from such torture and disgrace. The yellow-haired girl remained steady in the background as her overflowing drool escapes from her gaping mouth. Her body was numb as a doll.

“Are you here to save this pathetic excuse for a woman?!” The man laughs as he charged at them with full force, accompanied by his sword on his right hand and a rope in his left.  The intense aura of lust was escaping from his body… ready to consume every pure being in its way. Hark was obviously after Arme for some reason. The Knight swings his sword right after arriving in front of Arme. In a moment’s time, Amy blocked Hark’s attack. “I will not allow you to harm Arme, you bastard!!” Arme quickly reacts and made a stance to cast a spell. “Ice… Cage..!”

Freezing air started to envelop Hark and ice formed around his body. The man laughed.  “Insolent bitch, such pathetic magic will have no effect on me.” He moved his arm around and easily shattered the ice. Amy noticed that the weight that she was trying to repel was getting heavier by the second she stood there. She looked at the eyes of the maddened Knight; it filled her heart with fear. “Arme… hurry up will you… I can’t hold on much longer…”

“I am aware of that, Amy… just a little more…” Arme tried to cast another spell against Hark. She knew very well that time wasn’t in their favor and that she need to make haste… or else. Hark was ready to make his final blow against his little blocker as his patience was getting thinner as time passed by. “Time to sleep my dear…” He covered his face with a large smile and kicked Amy on her stomach causing her to fly off and smash to a wall behind Arme… rendering her unconscious. Hark laughed as he regained his stance, revealing his true face to the girl he sought to pursue next.

Arme just realized that Amy was defeated. She ceased casting and went to her friend’s aide. “Amy!!! Speak to me, Amy!!!” The fallen girl made no response to Mage’s call. Arme knew that she was now alone and at the mercy of Hark. The girl faced the man with tears in her eyes. “Hark, how could you do this?”  Arme slightly panicked. “You’re a disgrace… you hear me? Such dishonor you bring to women.”

Hark could only smile at words of the girl. “You speak of honor for women?” The man laughed at her. “After realizing something, you, women… can never be worth anything.” His voiced suddenly changed to a deep tone which made Arme retreat to the wall behind her, obviously because of fear and in fact that she’s alone with a maniac. “What are you saying?”

The Knight slowly approaches the shaking mage. “I’m only saying that women are just objects of man’s pleasure.” Those words that came out of his mouth sent chills down Arme’s spine. “And you know what?” Arme wanted to escape but she was too afraid to do so. As the man slowly got nearer, inch by inch she felt uneasiness enveloping her entire fiber of her being. “Don’t get any closer, you bastard!” Hark laughed once more. “I see you just the same as that bitch… drooling about in a corner”

“You…” Arme knew that she was helpless in close combat. She was about to prepare to cast another freezing spell but she was interrupted by the Knight. “Give it up…” He held her right hand and slammed it against the wall behind her which made her drop her staff. Arme was in pain. “Why are… you doing this?” She was still trying to act tough on a situation that is not on her favor. “You are a respected Knight of Kanavan and my friend… I was expecting that someone… of your caliber would not be a sexist.” Hark stared at the girl and took hold of her left hand. “That is not of your concern.” He began to tie Arme’s hand behind her. “Actually, I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time.” Hark smiled again. “You and me are here… alone.”

Darkness covered the shining moon that gave light to that dark alley. It revealed that Amy was still unconscious from that heavy blow that she accepted earlier from Hark. Lire, on the other hand, was awake but she was unaware of what’s happening and what’s about to happen. Arme was now at the mercy of her so-called friend. Sweat trailing from her cheeks. It very well looked like Hark has won and he has three girls around her. Then man was grinning maliciously. Literally drooling at his victory…

After a few minutes, Hark made his move and smelled Arme. The girl reacted and forced herself away. “What the hell the hell are you doing?” The man ignored her words and kissed her. Arme was surprised but she didn’t know why she could get enough of it. She squirmed around as she got excited. Hark began to dance his hand to Arme’s quite flat chest. This made the girl moan. Hark slowly removed the girl’s shirt and groped her chest. Arme began to make strange noises which made Hark more excited. His tongue danced around Arme’s mouth. He then slid his free hand downward and played around with the mage’s skirt. He finally withdrew from the Arme’s drooling mouth and went about licking her left breast. Arme screamed in a perverted manner. “Please… stop this…” Hark smiled and licked her neck from top to bottom. Arme began to drool in ecstasy. She felt very weird at that moment. Her mind went blank. Trails of saliva can be clearly seen from her half naked body. Hark continued his spree by caressing the girl’s right thigh. Arme was getting numb… but she was still able scream for her friend to wake up. “Amy!!! Lire!!! Please wake up.” Hark made his tongue dance around Arme’s stomach area. The girl could only moan. She wanted to escape and avoid the same fate that Lire was given. But she was helpless to do so. She could feel the man breathed into her stomach. It was then that Hark made Arme sit and stared at her lower extremities. Hark slowly removed Arme’s skirt, revealing the bare form of the helpless mage and was surprised to see that Arme was very wet. “You naughty, bitch… look at how wet you are. “ He gently pressed her womanhood that was blocked by her undergarments. This made Arme moan louder. “Come on… scream louder… It’s very cute.”

The sound made Lire come to and realized that what she once imagined earlier about the voices that called her name… were actually real. Lire tried to see what was happening now. She was expecting that she was saved already. But to her dismay, she was still sitting in one dark corner. She saw Hark and a figure that resembled Arme. She even saw Amy lying unconscious on the pavement. Her sense of sanity came to as she heard Arme scream for help. “Arme…” She said to herself.

Arme was now blindly accepting her fate and finally gave in to Hark. What will Lire do? Will she be able to get it together and save her? Or will she stay in one corner and wait?

Amy regained her consciousness when she also heard Arme. But that blow paralyzed her temporarily. Hark has started to do his dirty ways with Arme. Lire just sat there… confused whether to help her friend or not.

To be continued~