Jason was born into a calm suburban family, Mom, Dad, three sisters, a few miles outside of the city. New York, if you must know. It occurs to me that the highest number of gifted ones are born near or in this city. Coincidence? Oh well.

Jason was 16 years old, and a handsome boy. Not stunning or anything, but a few girls thought him to be somewhat cute. He was, by all accounts, a normal teenager. He had a car, a semi-good girlfriend, and a good family life.

It was the first day of his Junior year...

Chapter 1

Jason had woken up feeling a little sickly that morning. He told his Mom, but she was less than sympathetic. He'd been up late last night, pigging out more then usual. She made a few wry remarks at his expense, and trotted him out the door to school.

English class that day was about Shakespeare, something Jason normally liked. But today, his head pounding so, it just looked like the teacher was just rambling on.

"Now class, who can tell me some of the more famous lines from Shakespeare?", Miss Gothen said, crossing her rather shapely legs as she sat at her desk. Jason, as well as most of the school, hadn't failed to notice how beautiful Miss Gothen was.

"Umm... To be or not to be?", said Alan Baker.

"Good"

"Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?"

"Excellent Tasha."

"Of all there were, but one existed, of the few, but one was one?", half-whispered John Alexander.

"Afraid not John," Miss Gothen said, smiling.

At that same moment, Jason felt the pressure in his head build to astronomical proportions. IT pounded and pounded, begging for release. Jason whimpered loudly as his body started to pass out. His mind was still there though, as the rest of him spasmed on the floor. He could hear whispering, or was it shouting? He thought he saw some of his friends from school, but then the pain blocked that out too. Soon, it was just his mind, sealed off from the rest of his body from the pressure in his head.

Chapter 2

He woke up at his house. His room to be more precise. The pain in his head was gone. He could barely remember what it felt like. In fact ... he couldn't remember what pain felt like at all. He raised his hand to his forehead, to check for bumps. Actually, he tried to raise his hand. His arms were strapped to his sides. He panicked for a moment, until he realized they weren't really fastened down. The straps fell to the side of the bed, and he rubbed his head.

After he was sure there were no damages to his brain, he lay back for a minute. What had happened? The last thing he remembered, he was in school, then suddenly, he was here.

"I hope he's doing better now. I can't bear to see him like this," His Mom, Stacey said, quietly entering the room. Jason's Dad, Harold, followed after her.

"Mom? Dad?", Jason spoke clearly, without any indication of pain, or fatigue.

"Jas? You OK?", Harold asked, kneeling by his son's bed.

Jason smiled, " Sure, I'm fine. What happened?"

"You passed out in school, we took you home as soon as we could. You've been lying there for two days." Stacey answered.

His eye's almost burst out of his head, " Two days!? How? Why?"

"We're not sure son, the doctor can't find any reason." Harold looked worried.

"What's wrong dad?"

Harold took a deep breath, " Jas, how'd you get out of those restraints? You were spasming pretty hard when we brought you in. The Health supply store said they couldn't be just snapped free or anything."

"I dunno dad, I haven't really thought about it"

Later on in the evening, Jason had time to really think about what happened. How had he opened those wrist restraints? He couldn't think of any way possible, except someone had put them on the wrong way.

He sighed, leaning back into his chair. He wished he could remember anything else from the past two days. He didn't even feel hungry, or weak, or anything else.

"I wish a could remember."

Suddenly, the room imploded into itself, Jason felt himself being sucked into a void, he fought at it, but there was nothing he could do. The room spun out of control, until Jason was in a completely darkened room.

>Remember<

"What?", Jason said to no one.

>Remember<

"Who's there?"

>REMEMBER!<

The memories flooded back into his consciousness. When he'd passed out, he'd entered his own mind. He could see all the energy that really made up the mind ... the soul. It was like a huge glowing ball of blue energy, in a room of pure black and darkness, it was the only light. The energy was so strong that it rippled the very air around it. He stepped up to the energy, and placed his hand inside it.

A rush of knowledge hit him like a train. Knowledge, and power. Every wise person since the beginning of existence knew that Knowledge and Power were one and the same. The Power flooded through his entire existence. He realized at that time, that he was not corporeal. His...essence was doing this. He realized the ball of energy was probably not actually like that, but his mind, his soul perceived it that way. Finally, the energy was gone. No...not gone. He realized now that he had absorbed it. It was his now...but then again, it had always been his.

He turned around, eager to see anything else in the darkness. Before his "eyes" a thousand points of light winked on. Each, was another essence. Could they be other people like me? He floated forward, to get a better look. Maybe he could absorb them too. At that moment though, he understood that those essences were already absorbed, by others. It was their echoes to this plane of existence.

A bright light shone behind him, he whirled around, and a huge vortex opened behind him. He smiled, and leapt into it. He was unafraid.

He came out in a new room. This room was pure whiteness, pure energy, pure light. In the middle of the room, was a black orb. Completely smooth, and a perfect sphere. Jason stepped up to it, examining it. The Orb seemed to suck in the light, it's glossy finish reflected on Jason's image. Jason raised a hand, and without hesitation, placed it on the sphere. Power. Power without Knowledge. No... Power With Knowledge. The Knowledge was hidden. A Test. Power kills without Knowledge. Had Jason not seen the Knowledge...

But he had. And the Power flowed through him. It was 100 times... 1,000 times greater then his previous experience. Slowly, the ball grew smaller, until finally, it was gone. Absorbed into Jason. Jason had the knowledge, and the power. At least, while he was here. He knew once he returned to his fleshly state, the knowledge would be less accessible. It would be there, it would show itself, but slowly. The power would be there immediately. Jason knew Power without knowledge would be deadly. So he tied the Knowledge in with the power.

With a last look around, Jason noted fully how to get back to this astral place. There was more here, but he was not yet mature enough to find it all. He would though, someday.

Chapter 3

He woke with a start. He was still in his chair. He was in his room. He took a deep breath, glad he could still remember all that had gone in before. He felt some of the power. Some of the Knowledge.

He had to see if it was real. The power. He could only remember how to do some of it though.

"Knock Knock," the door to his room opened, his sister Shelly walking in. She was in a light satin nightgown, that was kind of revealing for the 17 year old. She slinked into the room, her smooth legs moving gracefully.

"What's up Shelly?", Jason said, mesmerized by his sister's body. He had never noticed before how good she looked. Her breasts were at least a 36 D, and her long blonde hair reached all the way to her ass.

"You've been enlightened, haven't you?", she said huskily, slinking over to Jason's bed.

"Enlightened? You mean..."

"Yes, It's finally happened, right?" She sat on the edge of the bed, in a dainty little pose.

"If you mean what I think you mean... yes."

"Mmm... Good. I've been waiting a long time."

"What? How long have you known?"

"Since my birth. I am the Servant. This is the first time I am my Master's sister though"

"What? What do you mean?"

Shelly pulled her nightgown over her head, she lay back on the bed, in bra and panties, " I am here for you Master."

Jason's cock was at attention. He got up slowly, moving over to the bed, " Are you saying?"

"Yes,... I want to serve your needs. I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to suck your cock down my throat, I want you to use me... please..."

Jason swallowed. Was this true? His own sister? Could he? His dick answered for him. He realized then... at that exact moment, his ability to read and alter minds. He slipped into her mind quickly, and was amazed at what he saw. Her entire personality was to serve his needs, but she had to wait until the time of his "enlightenment." She was profoundly happy in her role, and couldn't wait to be used.

He placed a command in her mind, to keep her from telling anyone else about this arrangement, although he suspected she had no intention of telling anyone anyway. Then he smiled... his sister was beautiful. It was time he enjoyed her.

His clothes came off fast, and he quickly closed the door, sending out a command to the rest of the house to ignore anything going on in his room. His cock was bigger then he remembered it, at 9 inches. Not like he was complaining though. Shelly gasped at the site of it, and immediately fell to her knees.

"Let me suck it... please"

Jason grinned, nodding. Shelly moved forward, engulfing his cock into her mouth. It slipped down her throat with more ease then should have been possible. She slurped happily, moaning with pleasure. Jason's head lolled back, as he gave way to the pleasure surrounding his dick. It being his first time, it didn't take long. Soon, he was grunting, as his white hot cum spewed out of him. Shelly giggled into his cock, as she greedily swallowed every last drop.

Jason gasped, collapsing onto the bed. He could feel his energy returning faster then possible. He could feel his dick growing again.

"Please Jason... take me... please!"

Shelly moved slowly to the bed again, ripping off her bra and panties. Her young breasts bouncing happily as she moved. Jason stood over her, as she lay on her back, raising her legs into the air. Her pussy was wet, dripping with her own girl juices. He took a deep breath, and plunged his cock into her. It plowed through her cherry, as she screamed in delight. He pounded in and out of her, as she screamed in ecstasy. Jason licked and suckled at her huge boobs as he screwed her, harder and harder.

"God Yess... Oh Master Please!!! OOOH!!!! OH! OH!!!! YESSS!!! SO GOOD!!!! OH!! SO BIG! SO BIG!!!! HARDER! YES YES YES!!! OH!!!"

Shelly was in delirium, the pleasure the only thing existing for her. Jason bit one her nipples as he got ready to blow his load. With a grunt of pleasure, he released, as Shelly had one of the greatest orgasms of all time. She screamed over and over again, her throat becoming hoarse. Her entire body shook with the pleasure. For 10 entire minutes she screamed her absolute joy.

Finally, after the most mind wrenching orgasm ever, she fell asleep. Jason slept next to her, his still hard cock inside her the entire night.

Interlude

"Brother Jesiah, how goes the search?"

"We've found him Brother."

"What took so long?"

"He disappeared from the plane for a while."

"Disappeared? Jesiah, no one has thought to refuse since the days of despair"

"Well, he accepted. We know that. It was probably a momentary lapse of bad judgment."

"Alright. When can we get him"

"Tomorrow"

"Good. See to it

"Of course. We are the Few."

"The Few"