Darkmancer Chapter 9

I walked over to my ring, Mr Witchet, knew what I intended to do and carried his staff with him, charged with enough magick to destroy a Balor in one swing. He had warned me against such action, but I refused. I began the summoning chanting higher and higher until the spell was complete. The ring had run into a flowing red spiral. It rose and took shape, the colour draining, making the Hereazou appear. The creature stood looking at me; it was as tall as me, covered in black feathers. Its feet where talons, it wore a robe of red silk, its wings folded on its back, it’s black eyes and beak looked menacing, holding in its human hands a staff of gold. 

Mr Witchet clapped and Lucas looked at me with eyes of hate. I returned the emotion, with that the Hereazou leapt at Lucas, following its masters wishes. I waved a hand as it flew towards Lucas and it vanished in a cloud of smoke, I felt the key get hot as it was transferred into the key.

Lucas looked shocked, he had been out done, his ambitious summoning had failed and my creature had successfully been summoned and more importantly dismissed at a moments notice.
Many others the other students had looks of shock and were clearly impressed, Mr Witchet was very impressed, and Lucifer, who was sat in the corner of the ceiling, was clapping silently. I had been given an A+ for my efforts and Lucas only got a C- because of his failed summoning. 

I walked out of the lab in joy and went out onto the field, Lucifer flying behind. I shifted into an eagle and began to fly away across the expanse of fields and slight rolling hummocks, many other mages were walking off towards one of the three housing blocks. By the time I got back to the room, Tom who had had a free period was already out of his robes and in informal clothes, smoking on the balcony. I landed on the seat, Lucifer not far behind and changed in a flurry of feathers and wing back to my human form, covered not by the robe, but by black finger length feathers. 
“About time you got here”
“Well I had class, unlike a certain slacker I know”
“Well are we going to do it then? I’ve been waiting”
“Do what exactly?”
“You know what, make an Ill’guard idiot”

I was very surprised at his eagerness, Lucifer landed on he table panting, I picked him up and cradled him against my chest as I planted a hand on Tom’s shoulder, pressing the amulet, there was a bright flash and as the light faded we were in the secret lab. Tom for the first time looked around in awe, walking through the room looking at the instruments, as I opened the map and zoomed in onto my preselected target. He was in his room alone, good. I opened a dark portal in the ceiling, and he fell out and dropped, with a flick of my wrist he stopped floating in midair. I pushed him against the wall and with a though the shackles locked around his wrists and ankles. His look was total shock, mirrored by Tom’s look of shock and awe.

Tom was the first to speak from the room. 

“Who is he then?”
“His name is Ickabod Dernal, he’s a eighteen year old, blessed with a power to influence how people act and think.”
“So he’s an emotionalist”
“Yes”
Ickabod looked at us and then spoke.
“I know you, your that singer from last Saturday, what are doing here? Where is here? And why am I shackled to the wall.”
“Well I suppose you deserve some answers. I’m going to convert you into an Ill’guard” Ickabod wore the same shocked expression, now was laced by confusion. “Wh...”
With a snap of my fingers his mouth was closed. “Let me finish, Yes we are both Darkmancers, both Tom and I. You are in a secret lab hidden from all but Darkmancers. And you’re shackled because I don’t want you to move.”

With a second snap of my fingers, the shackles clamped against the wall, forming him onto a star shape. His arms horizontal, his legs spread, as wide apart as was humanly possible. His mouth still clamped shut by my will. 
Tom, picked up a knife, the fear in the young mages face and eyes was clear to see, Tom proceeded to slice the boy’s robe from his body.
Lucifer was hovering above use, returned to visible sight. 
“Lucifer, don’t touch anything just sit on the table and watch my dear.”

Lucifer complied and sat cross legged on the table top. Tom had finished cutting removing the remains of the robe, leaving the mage in his boxers and a white t-shirt. The bulge in his boxers was quite impressive. I walked over and ripped of his shirt, exposing his bare chest, a smattering of hair around his nipples and a small trail of hair going down from his belly button to his top of his boxers, I placed a hand on his chest, he tried to shift away, but had nowhere to move. I planted my hand on his warm firm chest. Sending in a dark filament, it wound like a viper through to his spirit, strong as it was it wasn’t incorruptible, I sent the filament to the heart of the essence. Using the filament I made two copies of it, drawing out the copies and placing one in one of the Heartstone crystals, it sunk in and floated burning in the crystal, the other I brought inside myself, ripping it apart and taking the power into myself, adding it to my repertoire. His face settled a little as I withdrew my hand, however, another thing had also changed, but not on his face, his penis was beginning to swell, growing harder, by the moment. I went over and took the crystal with the flame inside and placed it on the table, extruding a mass of dark filaments from my hand I sent them through the crystal, forming a lattice of dark filaments around the copy of the soul. I forced the lattice to contract, until it was in direct contact with the surface of the flame. Pushing in the lattice, all my senses soared, I could feel and see the power of his soul, mentally I began to change aspects of the soul, adding a new innate power, to be communicated with over vast distance, a completely one way effect, I could talk to him whenever I wanted and he could hear what I wanted him to hear from me. I continued with my modifications, making him loyal to me and Tom, but he could do no harm to either of us even if bound with the strongest magick. With the modifications done, I allowed the filaments to consume the copy and consume the high magick essence to make one of the Darkmancy spirits, tailored to change him, and convert him alone into an Ill’guard. I withdrew the filaments and looked at the black flaming heat of the crystal, satisfied with my work. I took the Ebon’stone device for the creation of an Ill’guard, placing the Heartstone end to the crystal I had just worked on. The flames transferred from one to the other, the device was prepared, there was only on thing left to do. With a single look to Tom, he knew what I needed doing, still with the knife in his hand he walked back to the mage strapped to the wall. The panic in Ickabod’s eyes was clear; Tom with an adept hand cut the boxers off him. His penis was hard and raging, his balls hung down, dark hair all around. I took the Ebon’stone implement and took out a jar from the cabinet, taking out a small handful of the clear gel and covering the implement with the gel, taking a small finger covered in the gel, I walked over to the mage, and slid my finger around his arsehole, lubricating that as well. A small whimper was held behind his sealed lips, I took the tool and pushed its head, gently up his arse, he moaned again, then with a sudden thrust I pushed it up until all that was visible was the Heartstone crystal. I allowed his mouth to open and he screamed with pain, Tom looked worried, but also was very turned on by the whole experience. 

“Quieten him down, people in the library will hear and come and find us.”
“Tom, my love, that is not an issue, the Ebon’stone muffles out all sound, we are completely cut off in this room.”
The look of panic slid from Tom’s face, and only the pleasure was left on his face. I turned round and beckoned Tom over to me. He walked to my side and stood behind me, he wrapped his arms around my hips. As began to ready myself for the assault to change Ickabod, Tom placed his head on my shoulder. 

I welled up inside a portion of the power of the void. My body began to crackle as static electricity built up in the air around me, small bolts of dark lightening cracked across my body, Tom backed away, as he felt the power increase, raising my open spread palms channelling the power into large bolts. I sent the first volley of lightening, a bolt as thick of my wrist shot out and struck him, and he contorted and screamed in pain and anguish. I continued, bolt after bolt struck his body, after ten bolts he had begun to weaken, I relaxed and turned to tom, who was looking on in bliss. I walked over to the mages body, his body was smoking slightly his penis hung limp, I reached it, and he moaned slightly as I took it in my hand and began to jack him off. Soon his pecker was standing to attention his moans had become more rapid, I took my other hand and charged up a full bolts power into my hand, which crackled, with my hand reached the device stuffed up his arse hole and touched it, as I did, I placed my mouth round his dick and sucked. At the moment of touch all the collected energy travelled up the tool and into his body, he spasmed and came in my mouth, I didn’t drink it down, removing my mouth from his penis I walked over and kissed Tom I shared with him the cum in my mouth and we both drank it down, still kissing. I broke away and loosed another bolt, I touched him, his body arched and saw the flame diminish, with that diminishing, the black flame, contained in the Heartstone travelled up and engulfed his spirit, twisting it, carrying out the changes.

I freed him from the shackles and he dropped down onto the floor in a naked heap. I went over and picked him up, carrying his naked form over my shoulders. I walked back and Tom had picked up Lucifer. I opened a dark portal and allowed tom to walk through, I followed and was back in our room, Lucifer was sitting in his drawer and Tom was on the bed, undressing. I laid Ickabod on the bed, shedding all pretences of clothes and stood like all the other people in the room stark naked. I loosed a filament into Ickabod’s naked body and used it to wake him up. With a sleepers yawn he awoke, looked to me then to Tom and said.

“Masters”
Tom looked overjoyed and I felt very satisfied, the conversion had been a success, Ickabod
“Get on all fours slave, Tom will mount you and fuck you, while you suck my dick”

Ickabod compiled and got on all fours, and Tom, whose erect pecker was waiting to fuck him slid into the new Ill’guard’s waiting chasm, I moved round and went onto my knees and Ickabod sucked my dick, with occasional moans escaping his mouth as Tom pushed back in. Tom gasped as he came. I shot a load of cum down Ickabod’s throat, which he rapidly swallowed down. I pulled out, as Tom did, I went over and passed, the Ill’guard some of my spare clothes, and sent him out.

“Tell no one of what happened this night, if I have need of you then you shall be summoned, until that time remain hidden, give nothing of what has happened to you away”
“Yes Master, I will be your servant and do as you requested”

He walked off down the halls to his own apartment block; I went back into the room.