 
                               Chapter 2
 
Chapter 2
 
 
 
 
 
A pair of swords whirled through the air towards a creature that looked
like a spider with a scorpion’s tail, but it was the size of a large
dog. The creature screamed and shot forward its tail jetting out a
poisonous stream of liquid. The attacker rolled sideways out of the way
of the poison, just in the nick of time, as it hit the ground where he
was, and liquid created a small smoking crater where it was eating away
at corroding the ground.
 
            The attacker lunged forward, two curved swords coming
together from side to side and meeting at the point of the creature’s
body. The creature scuttled backwards with astonishing speed, and sent
out two threads of webbing toward the blades and catching them on the
flat side. The creature then started to try and pull the blades towards
itself, out of the attackers hands. The attacker was having none of
that. Leaping up into the air with unnatural ease, over the creature,
he landed and twisted round the blades and with surprising strength,
yanked at the webbing causing the creature to topple onto its back
squealing. With one smooth and swift move, the blades penetrated the
soft underside of the creature, and with a vicious twist of the blades,
the creature screeched and squirmed, until it fell still - dead.
 
            The attacker looked around, then seeing no more danger,
plunged his swords into the ground and withdrawing them, cleaning the
blades effectively before sheathing them in the duel sword holders on
his back. He then sat down heavily on a nearby rock, breathing heavily.
Two figures crept out of the shadows hiding them.
 
            “What the hell was that granddad?”
 
            “That, Crys was a Spidion. We don’t normally get them
around here. It’s either strayed or its masters decided to have some
fun. Well not today, but I hope that we do not have to fight another
one today.”
 
            “Why? You seemed to handle it easily!”
 
            “Because my lad, I’m not as young as I used to be, and not
as fast or as strong. That one fight took a lot out of me. What I did
there was the easiest method of killing them with a sword. Attack with
your swords from both sides, and the Spidion’s automatic reflex is to
move backwards out of the way. 

Get them to web the flat side of your swords, pull them onto their
backs – but be careful, their tail can upright them extremely quickly,
and plunge the swords into its abdomen. There are two reasons for this
– first, it’s where the major bodily functions are, and second, it is
also the weak spot – instead of the exoskeleton covering it on the
underside, it is very soft. It is an intended design flaw by its evil
master, so it can kill them easily in case of upheaval – if you are
going to succeed, you will need to learn all the weak spots of all the
creatures. It is rumoured that even Lord Tanas has a few well guarded
secret weak spots.”
 
            “What weak spots does Lord Tanas have then?” Crys asked
 
            “Remember that all things have weak spots – you just have
to find them out. Unfortunately no one has survived an attack against
him – and lived to tell the tale – there have been a few that have
followed his actions and have deduced some weak spots – but no one can
be sure of them. We do know that from our spies, he has a
multi-changing attack shift – although nobody has seen his complete
changing stance.”
 
            “What do you mean by a ‘multi-changing attack shift’?”
 
            “Well his first attack is his standard attack – as a
person, then it you can defeat that form, you then have his dark
phantom form, and after that there is his mental form, but not a soul
has seen his attack shift after that – because he defeated them, The
idea is – first defeat the physical, then the spirit and then the
mental. No creature has been able to stand up to it.
 
            “Anyway – let’s get out of here before we meet another
Spidion. I have recovered myself enough now in case of another attack.”
 
            “Well, I never want to see those *things *ever again!”
declared Lindsay.
 
            “I can’t promise anything, but I’m for you on that,”
replied the old man.
 
 
 
----oOo----
 
 
 
            Setting off, the trio continued their journey. The forest
was deathly quiet. Obvious trails of where the Spidion had been, where
everywhere, but the closer they got to Chicohoto village, the more
wreckage was visible.
 
            “Granddad, I do *not *like the look of this at all!”
 
            “Neither to do I, by the looks of it there have been quite
a few of them, but my training school is at Chicohoto, so it will have
been able to defend itself.”
 
Walking just a little further on, the silence was disturbed by an eerie
hoot. The old man cupped his hands together over his mouth, and hooted
back, and a figure in completely covered in black garments, sprang out
to meet them.
 
“Master Frost! We were completely surrounded by a battalion of
Spidion’s, we managed to win, but there have been severe injuries and
damage done! You need to come at once!”
 
“Okay Heigl.” the old man turned to his two companions, “I hope you’re
in shape; it is imperative that we get there quickly! Heigl, take up
the rear and if these two should fall behind, bring them as quickly as
possible to Chicohoto. Now move!”
 
In one accord taking the old mans lead, they rushed forward. After 15
minutes of running, the old man, shouted back to them, “We’re nearly
there, just through this clearing!”
 
Racing through the clearing, the smell of acid was in the air, and
acrid smoke was billowing through the trees towards them. Breaking
through the surrounding trees stood most of Chicohoto village. However
the surrounding houses looked either burnt or corroded on the brick,
the crystal windows were completely shattered, and the odd scream or
shout was echoing throughout the village, people were clearing up
everywhere. One of the villagers came running up to the group.
 
“Master Frost, everything is under control and is being repaired,
please carry on as normal, the village should be restored within the
hour.” Then turning to Heigl, “You are needed in the patrol party, to
try and get rid of the last remnants now that we have secured area.”
And with that the villager and Heigl disappeared through the smoke.
 
“By the great Zin…” the old man muttered furiously, “they have *never*
gone this far before, what were they after?” he looked at his
grandchildren who were with him, then the thought struck him ‘*Crys!
They were after Crys! But how did they find out? I’ll have to talk to
the high sorceress.’*
 
“You ok granddad?” Crys inquired as they walked into the village.
 
“Hmmm? Oh yeah – I’m fine, but I have a feeling that this attack was
because of you.”
 
“WHAT!”
 
“Oh don’t worry, we’ll just have to go up to the temple and find out
what to do. I do not want to put Chicohoto in unnecessary danger.”
 
“But why is it my fault?”
 
“Isn’t it obvious? You are a threat to them; it is easier to eliminate
you when you haven’t learned anything yet. What I’m worried about is
where they managed to accumulate so many monsters and get them here.
These creatures cannot travel long distances without fighting between
themselves, and to make an organised attack, means that there has been
an unwanted development close by.”
 
“How far can they go without fighting?”
 
“Hmmm, I would say about a mile.”
 
“Isn’t that the distance of the temple of Air?”
 
“Holy Shit! Ok Crys, this is worse than I thought. The resistance magic
of the Zin temples must have weakened enough to let the Ang through.
Okay Crys, I’m gonna take you through a few basic lessons then we need
to seek advice from the High Zin Sorceress. Wait here.”
 
            The old man rushed into one of the bigger buildings and
come out with a standard duel sword holder and two swords, a bow and a
quiver of arrows, and someone else. As they got closer, Crys’s mouth
dropped at the sight of this second person. It was a she. She had long
deep red hair that reached half way down her back, her eyes were ocean
blue, and just by looking into her eyes it felt as if you could fall
into them and drown. Her lips were thick luscious red that you just
wanted to drop everything and kiss. She had a long slender neck, which
drew your eyes down to her body. She was wearing a tight snake skin
boob tube, which her ample breasts were nearly tearing the apart just
to break free. With a lot of resolve, Crys kept his eyes moving
downwards, her hips were also covered in a snake skin miniskirt,
hugging her ass in such a way that you just longed to caress for hours.
Her thighs just seemed to go on forever, until he got to her leather
knee-high attack boots.
 
            “Crys… CRYS!” called out his granddad.
 
            Crys looked up, startled - his mouth still wide open.
 
            “Crys, This is Katie Price, one of the best archers in Zin.
Katie, this is Crys who I have been telling you about.”
 
            “Hi Crys.”
 
            “Wha…Who…Eh…”
 
            Lindsay didn’t like the effect that this woman was having
on *her* man, so she slapped him hard. Crys came out of his reverie,
startled.
 
            “What did you do that for?”
 
            “Because you weren’t making any sense!”
 
            The old man laughed, and continued, “this is the woman who
will be teaching Lindsay all the archery techniques to help you when
you go into Ang. Unfortunately, she can’t learn like you can, so you’ll
be on your own up until then.”
 
            Katie took the bow and quivers from the old man, and took
Lindsay by her arm to the Archery range. Crys’s eyes following them
both, staring at their swinging hips, his cock growing harder than ever
before.
 
            “Yup, a damned good looker ain’t she,” the old man nudged
him, “anyway Crys, I taught you a trick in your dreams, now I want you
to learn my sword fighting techniques. Remember, reach into the
recesses of your mind and get it all from there.”
 
            Crys tried, but found his thoughts surrounding Katie was
just too distracting. “I can’t! I can’t focus!”
 
            The old man laughing said, “I didn’t expect you to be able
to concentrate. That’s why I brought her out. Once we have solved your
concentration, then everything else will come easily. You need to be
able to concentrate no matter what is going on, as it will be a matter
of life and death.
 
            “So first, face me in a basic attack stance. Good, now
breathe in… and hold… and breathe out… ok again, breathe in… and hold…
and breathe out… right, now then can you feel what is happening in your
mind?”
 
            Crys was startled at the reaction that his mind was giving
– it was calming down and focussing with each breath. “Yeah… yeah I can
feel my mind… becoming calm… what did I do?”
 
            “What you did was control your mind, although you had to
use bodily functions to get there to do it. You will get to a stage
where you can go through the process almost instantly, however that
only comes with plenty of practise.
 
            “Remember, that being calm and in control will help you to
win; rage will only cloud your judgement and control. Now then, let’s
get the basic fighting techniques sorted.”
 
            Crys with his mind now focussed, he closed his eyes and
felt himself float to the inner most reaches of his mind, and then he
opened his eyes. It was quieter; all the movements of the world were
now proceeding slowly around him, and all the sounds were quieter and
more drawn out. Remembering the reason for him being in this slow and
peaceful world, he looked at his granddad, and imagined a pipe going
from his granddads mind to his. Lots of information poured out at once
to him, almost too quickly for him to filter through, but only almost.
After about 10 seconds, Crys got a lead in the information that lead to
battle. Following the trace, he found basic battle techniques and then
unsure what to do, he imagined his mind cloning the information. After
that was done, he pumped everything back in into his granddads mind and
removed the pipe. That’s when panic struck him. *‘How do I get back
into real time?’* He closed his eyes and tried to move further outward
in his mind. He couldn’t budge. He bent down and wrote with his finder
in the dusty ground ‘Help’. Moments later, the old man came into the
same realm as Crys.
 
            “What’s the matter?”
 
            “How do I get back?”
 
            “Ah - now that could be a problem. Hmmm, I didn’t count of
you being able to… I suppose you don’t know how to enter your own mind
do you? Ok close your eyes and everything is black isn’t it?”
 
            Crys did as he said, and it was indeed black. “Yep, it sure
is black.”
 
            “Ok then, your mind also has an eye, now I want you to
visualise it being opened."
 
            Crys focussed on an imaginary eye opening. Slowly but
surely, he saw mentally, light streaming through a small crack which
grew larger and larger. Finally he focussed with this new eye, and
looking around with it, he realised where he was looking. “It’s the
room in my dreams!”
 
            A voice echoed around him and filling the room he was in;
“That’s right, now then, what I didn’t count on was that you would be
able to stay focussed. Is there a door in that room?”
 
            Crys looked wildly around the room remembering where it was
in the dream. Now it was just a bare wall. “Granddad, I’m stuck!”
 
“Okay, we’ll see what it takes to get you out of there, but that is
later. For the time being, you’re going to have to hunt around for an
entry port that you can feed paper into it.”
 
            “I’ve already found it – it’s a black and silver
rectangular box with a load of paper next to it.”
 
            “Good, is there a pen near the paper?”
 
            “Erm… yeah I’ve got it.”
 
            “Ok, now write on the paper ‘Return current body speed’,
feed it into the port and wait for an answer.”
 
            Crys scribbled down the message and pushed the sheet into
the port. It beeped and then it spat the paper out at Crys with an
answer on the back ‘Current body speed is 1.5’.
 
            “Granddad, it gave me an answer of one and a half.”
 
            “Good, okay then write on another sheet ‘Set current time
to 1’ and then open your normal eyes.”
 
            Crys repeated the instructions, opened his normal eyes and
blinked. The world all of a sudden returned back to normal. The sounds
and smells hit him hard, so hard that he stumbled back a bit.
 
            “Whoa, you’ve just experienced your body accelerate to one
and a half times your normal speed and return back to normal speed.”
 
            “Granddad, what just happened?”
 
            “Well it’s a case of your powers stepping in. In your
dreams you learned how to beat the Scryon, but you didn’t need the
knowledge because of your body speed; it was up to such a speed that
even a fully trained warrior couldn’t even follow your movements. Now
that was in your dreams, but now in real life your current maximum is
one and a half. This will increase with practice and experience.
 
            “Now then, enough of that; let me test you on your skills.
Here is a standard dual sword holder and two standard Kitanya swords.”
 
            Crys buckled on the sword holder, it fit on his back
perfectly. Then he took the swords. They were flat blades, slightly
curving up and going into a very sharp point. The handle was a black
material similar to rubber, but not as sticky. Just underneath the
handle the blade was now rounded, enabled the sword to be held with
either both hands for the extra thrust if necessary. Grabbing hold of
both sword handles, the old man shouted at him in a military voice,
“Show me the Kay-Lie sword fighting technique.” Crys swung the blades
around in a style that he had gained from his Granddad. 

“Faster!” the old man yelled. 

Crys sped up his movements. 

“I said faster!”
 
Crys tried to go at full speed.
 
“I said faster!”
 
“I can’t go any faster!”
 
“Are you stupid? What has just been happening to your body? Your body
went into accelerated mode!”
 
Crys cursed himself for not thinking and closed his eyes while he left
his arms performing the Kay-Lie technique. He had a shock that he was
immediately back in the room of his mind, before he released – he
hadn’t shut his mind eye, which was why he didn’t have to open it
again. Rushing over to the black control port, he had an idea.
Scribbling down the body speed, he fed it into the machine. It threw
the paper out saying ‘Cannot set body speed to 5. Number too high for
the current state of the body.’ Cursing, he set the speed to 1.5 and
then opened his eyes. He saw the world slow down and he saw a smile
slowly form on his granddad’s face.
 
Then it happened. Crys saw the old man reach for his swords and join in
as the opposing side at the same speed as him.
 
“Okay Crys, now don’t close your eyes – just focus in the room.”
 
Complying, he simply focussed on his third eye and the world melted
into his mind room, but with a difference – on a bare patch of wall, he
could see what his eyes were feeding back to him.
 
“Cool!”
 
“Okay, now here’s an addition, as you will be changing your body’s time
speed very regularly. Ask your controller to make a panel that you can
control time with.”
 
Crys gave the request and a beep occurred behind him. Looking behind
him he saw floating in midair, a black panel with two metallic arrows
one at the top pointing up and one at the bottom pointing down. In the
middle of the arrows was a display, currently showing the figure “1.5”.
 
Crys took it to the wall where his eyes where showing. Grinning evilly,
he pushed the up button. The machine clicked and the display showed
‘1.6’. Pressing it again, the machine gave a whine and the display
stayed the same. Growling at the lack of speed, Crys returned to the
screen.
 
“I see that you’ve managed to edge it up to 1.6,” the old man chuckled,
“ok we’ll wrap it up now, I can take you with me to the temple now you
can defend yourself.”
 
Both warriors stepped back, returned to normal time, sheathed their
swords and bowed slightly, never taking their eyes off each other.
 
“Excellent, I can see that the information transfer was indeed
complete; never take your-”
 
“-eyes off the enemy.”
 
“Good. Right then, we’ll rest for a little bit before we set off again.
Come on.” The old man led the way towards the most central building. It
was circular in design and was obviously where the leader of the
village would be found when not training the new recruits.
 
Pillars held up the building in a magnificent fashion. It was situated
in such a way that each column stood more resolute and firm with each
pillar, while adding to the overall strength off the structure. It also
meant that it was a perfect structure to hide behind, if an opposing
force had wizards casting projectile spells. All the pillars were
impervious to magic of any sort, it simply rebounded the spells back to
its caster.
 
Walking in the great hall, they were greeted by three maids, who were
very sexy looking, and were not wearing a lot. They had a thin plain
white sleeveless tight top on that hung on to them, but only just. They
also were sporting a matching pair of tight white shorts. But the thing
that got the most attention was the fact that they were not wearing any
underwear, and that this fact was visible because they were all
completely soaking wet. Large hardened nipples were poking through the
flimsy material, and freshly shaven pussy, clearly showing the cunt
lips puffed up and ready for action. Crys felt his cock rise to the
occasion.
 
“Been having a good bath time girls?” the old man asked, grinning.
 
“Oh yes Master, we had a great time!” replied the middle one, with the
other two nodding their heads vigorously.
 
“Then I hope you won't mind having another one then. This is Crys who
I've been telling you about and he needs to unwind before lunch, and I
need to check up on the rest of the village, to make sure that everyone
is okay,” and with that he walked back off outside, yelling over his
shoulder, “don't worry they'll take extra good care of you!”
 
The maid in the centre walked towards Crys, grasping his member firmly
in her hand. “Oooh! I don't think we can handle this one on our own
girls, I think we might need help! Natalie, go and get Katie.” The girl
on the right darted off outside.
 
“Not Katie Price?” asked Crys, barely containing his excitement.
 
“Why? Don't you like her? Don't you love her boobs trying break her
tops open so you can feel them and suck on them? Wouldn't you just
adore putting your big hard cock in between her tits and having the tit
wank of your life, cumming over her huge breasts? Hmmm?” Throughout the
talk, she had crouched low, and had pulled his cock out of his
trousers, stroking it gently while the other girl crouched down next to
her, was planting kisses on his dick. With the combination of the dirty
talk, physical contact and the image of Katie Price, his body betrayed
him, sending his cock into uncontrollable jerks. The girls sprang up
with big teasing grins on their faces. “I thought you didn't want
Katie? You so obviously do! Ah well, she be along later for you. Now
come along for your bath.” Both girls grabbed his member, and in a
sexual haze, led him away to the bathroom.
 
On entering the bathroom, Crys could see that it wasn't a "normal" bath
due to its circular shape, and that it was quite obviously designed for
many people to be in it at once. One of the girls let go of his cock,
and   launched herself into the bath, reaching the far side and pressed
a button. The water started to bubble. The other girl jumped in the
pool as well, grabbed hold of the first girl's ample chest and kissed
her passionately, before turning to a mesmerised Crys, “Well Crys, I’m
Rachel, and this is Kirsty. Are you going to join us?”
 
Crys’s mind had been made up for a little while, and needed no further
encouragement. He quickly removed his sword holder and his top, when
the bathroom door opened and Lindsay, Natalie and Katie walked in.
 
“Oh no you don't bro, not without me!” Lindsay declared, before she and
Natalie grabbed hold his trousers and attempted to yank them down.
Unfortunately, they were hooked in – at his groin: “Argh!”
 
“Oh shit! I’m sorry bro!” she exclaimed as the two girls unbuttoned his
trousers. His cock sprang out at them. “Let us kiss it better. Mmmm…”
 
Kirsty called over to the two girls now kissing and licking his member,
“Hey don’t hog it all! Leave some for us!”
 
“And leave some for me too,” a voice said from behind Crys. Crys looked
around and saw Katie slowly moving up to him and pressing herself into
his body. He could feel her breast crushing into his back and the
points of her nipples pressing into him like daggers.
 
“Crys…” Rachel called.
 
Crys look over at Rachel and Kirsty, and saw them kissing, mashing
their boobs together and with a hand down each others wet white
miniskirt he could see them bringing each other off. He then felt a
warm mouth engulf his prick, and this was just too much for him. He
grunted and came so hard that he felt his focus shift outwards very
quickly, which caused him to collapse and faint.
 
 
 
----oOo----
 
 
 
Waking up, he heard the sound of a crackling fire, and realised that he
was lying down. His brain was scrambled, and trying to get some sense
out of it was very hard. He slowly opened his eyes, and saw his
granddad sitting in front of a fire, with his back to him, and his
sister looking at him with concern.
 
“Crys! Your okay!” she shouted hugging him with ferocity, “Gee Crys,
you have *never* come so hard in your life! Any harder and you would
have blasted a hole in my throat – and the amount! I didn’t need to eat
anything afterwards cos I was full!”
 
“Wha- What happened?”
 
The old man turned chuckling at him, “I set you up so I could see if I
could shake your focus, I just didn’t realise that your focus would be
shaken that hard.”
 
“How long have I been out?”
 
“Only three or four hours.”
 
Shaking his head at being out for so long, he concentrated of trying to
piece together his mind. Slowly, the train of events formed in his
mind, which then formed a question.
 
“Granddad, if I came out of my focus because of the feeling overwhelmed
me. Would that happen with pain?”
 
“Well, that depends; I made your focus slip under extreme feeling,
which now means that dull feelings will not make your focus move. With
practise, your focus will improve, but you needed to get the basic
‘dulling’ kick started. The creatures that we will encounter on our
little journey to the High Temple of Zin will be small and relatively
harmless compared to the monsters you will end up facing. The pain
inflicted from them will increase your ability to stay focussed.”
 
“Wouldn’t my extra speed mean that I can easily defeat them?”
 
“I’m afraid not, you need that extra speed to give you a chance against
them. The creatures that you will initially meet have a body speed
between one and two; this means that you will be a little slow to cope
with some of them.”
 
“What about injuries?”
 
”Don’t worry about injuries either, your body can and will be able to
handle bigger and bigger blows, thanks to its unique regenerative
system. At the moment it is fairly slow, but it will pick up so you can
face an ogre and the injuries and pain that you face will be on the
same levels now as the weak creatures that you meet.”
 
“But what about getting rid existing injuries?”
 
“Well, there are two ways around them; the first one is sleep. Your
body will automatically regenerate during sleep, although if you are
heavily injured, then the regeneration may not be complete when you
wake up. The other one are herbs. Now listen carefully, the herbs on
Zin side that cure you have the reverse effect on the Ang side – they
poison you. The same is with the poisons on his side, on the Ang side –
they will cure you.”
 
“Weird!”
 
“Very. Now then, I advise that you eat something, we’ll rest the night,
and then go first thing in the morning.”
 
Crys was just about to look about for food, but Lindsay beat him to it.
 
“Here you go bro, eat up and I’ll take you to where we are sleeping.”
 
Crys gratefully accepted the food and started to eat like a ravenous
wolf. As he got towards finishing his food, he realised something.
 
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m not feeling sleepy because of
earlier.”
 
“Now what did I tell you about being in full control of your mind? Your
mind is always alert, but your body sleeps. Can’t you think of a way to
force that?”
 
Crys kicked himself for not thinking – again.
 
“Oh yeah, I’m just not thinking, sorry.”
 
“That is obvious, what we need to do is to get you so that you do
think. What I advise you to do from now on is for you to think of ways
to do something. If you can’t then I’ll give you a hint. But I won’t
give you the answers from now on.”
 
“Okay, that’s fair.”
 
“Now what I advise you to do is to focus yourself, and go to bed.”
 
Crys took the last bite of food, swallowed it and got up.
 
“By the way Crys, don’t forget your weapons.”
 
Crys looked wildly around the room for them, before noticing that his
granddad was holding his sword holder with the two swords in them.
 
“Thanks granddad!” he said reaching for them.
 
“No thanks from me though. Your weapons are your life source – without
these you would be most surely killed. Now go on, and get some sleep.”
 
Crys took the swords, but felt anger coursing through his veins at
himself for knowing that his granddad was right. The first thing he
should have done was to get his swords, and if he hadn’t managed to get
his swords then to at least getting into a fighting stance ready for
attack.
 
His sister guided him to a part of the house that was dark and
secluded, with a bed ready for sleeping in. Crys then had an idea.
 
“Sis, can you do a strip tease of me? I need to get focussed, and if I
can do that with you jiggling your boobs at me...” Lindsay giggled at
that. “…then I can give you some pleasure.”
 
“All right then bro, I didn’t think you would have been up to it, after
earlier, but your wish is at my command!” She turned so that her ass
was facing him and then, with an imaginary tune, her hips swung to the
beat.
 
Crys got himself into the fighting stance, staring at his sister who
now was slowly taking off her top. Crys breathed in, holding and
breathing out very slowly. It was a battle. His sister was turning him
on – badly, and that was causing his heart rate to go up, which in turn
was causing him to breath faster. His sister now had completely removed
her top and was turning her body from side to side so her boobs were
swinging from left to right letting Crys just get glimpses. 

She then spread her legs apart, and with her tits hanging down,
swinging from left to right, Crys, could see the nipples outlined on
her breasts.  Crys loved her strip teases – they were the best, but at
this moment in time, he was cursing them. He was losing control on his
focus. He knew that he needed to close his eyes to do it, but that was
defeating the purpose of the exercise. Fighting his mind, with tooth
and nail, he could slowly feeling the focus moving into place, and it
was nearly into place, when Lindsay stood up, and whizzed around,
facing him, cupping her boobs in her hands, jiggling them, and moving
them closer to his face. Crys’ groin jerked, and Crys’ focus slipped
again further away from where he wanted it. 

He breathed in deeper and held for longer. That did the trick; he felt
his focus shifting again back into the inner most centre of his mind.
Lindsay slowly moved her left hand from her breasts, and glided it over
her naked top, coming to rest on her groin, and then violently jerked
it towards Crys’ face. Again, his focus slipped. 

She turned around again, and slowly pushed down her skirt that she was
wearing. Crys redoubled his effort to control his focus. He was
starting to get the hang of moving it now though, without the use of
breathing, although the breathing helped a lot. He could now feel the
movement of his focus becoming easier to manipulate in he mind, and
this was so astonishing to him, that he lost focus on his sister and
was concentrating entirely on his mind’s focus. It slipped into place
almost immediately, and he was rewarded with a view of black. 

Chuckling to himself, he opened his mind’s eye and the room of his mind
appeared before him. On the far side, was the view port of his normal
eyes, and he could see his sister now stepping out of her skirt, and
bending over, showing her wet pussy lips all puffed up and ready for
him. Grinning evilly, he rushed over to his body speed controller and
put the body speed to 1.6. Then he focussed on his normal eyes, and
very quickly – even for normal speed, removed his clothes. Lindsay
didn’t even have a chance to get upright; Crys had rushed over to her
with astonishing speed and impaled her with pleasure.
 
With a speed that she didn’t believe possible, she was rutting against
Crys, who was pounding into her cunt. Crys was having the time of his
life, when another idea came into his mind. Focussing back into his
mind, he scribble down a request, and with a reply of “available for 10
minutes” he laughed to himself and focussed back to the normal world.
 
Lindsay was already feeling full with Crys’ cock, but she felt him
swelling up inside her, the friction against her tight pussy grew,
causing her pleasure to heighten, and her clit seemed to become more
sensitive because of it. She exploded in an orgasm seeing coloured
lights, and pleasure. This in turn causing her cunt to ripple and grip
Crys’ cock so hard, he thought it was about to break off and be sucked
up inside her. The feeling was just too much for him, and he came hard,
just catching his mind in time so it stayed in place. However, it
caused Lindsay to go off into another orgasm before she passed out.
Crys caught her before she fell, and picked up her limp body, and
carried it to the bed, gently putting her down and snuggling up beside
her.
 
 
 
----oOo----
 
 
 
Switching back into his mind, he wrote down “reduce blood flow to cock
to normal level.” To which the machine beeped an acknowledgement, and
Crys could feel himself returning back to normal. Issuing another
command to let his body sleep, he found himself, still in his mind
room, thinking of something to do, when all of a sudden, his granddad
walked through his mind’s room wall.
 
“Granddad? What you doing here?”
 
“I’m just checking up on you after your most excellent idea to focus
yourself at the hardest point.”
 
“You knew!”
 
“Of course I knew, I’m surprised you managed it at well at such an
early stage, but I am pleased with your progress.”
 
Crys could tell that by the tone of his voice there was more to this
meeting, than met the eye.
 
“Okay, thanks, but why are you really here?”
 
“To continue with your lessons. What you really need to learn now are
things to do with the mind. You can do this, of course while your body
sleeps. Now you may have wondered just how I arranged the girls to do
what I wanted them to do without even talking to them.”
 
“Oh I thought that was all prearranged… oh what about my sister though?”
 
“What I did was a mind conversation, and it’s very simple to do. Think
of me, and then speak in your mind to me.”
 
Crys, closed his minds eye, concentrating on an image his granddad,
then ‘shouted’ with his mind, *// HELLO! //*
 
A voice crept into his ears, but he could have sworn that it wasn’t
audible.
 
*// ARGH! That hurt, a lot. Try again, but please don’t shout, it gives
me a headache. //*
 
*// Hello? //*
 
*// That’s much better, see I told you it was simple! //*
 
Crys switched back to his room again. “How does that work? It feels
like you are directly taking to me!”
 
“That’s because your mind is affecting the hearing, so you “hear it”
without it actually going through your ear.”
 
“Cool, so does that mean that we can communicate like that anywhere in
the world?”
 
“Yes, it does. It is the simplest mental power that is known to us.
However, the next one is one that will be very useful to you. It’s your
mental shield. Some of the creatures that you will meet attack the mind
to confuse you, in some cases kill you. So you need a mental shield so
that it doesn’t affect you.”
 
“Okay, what do I need to do?”
 
“Think of a diamond dome and put it around your mind’s room.”
 
“Diamond?”
 
“It’s the hardest substance that there is, and it is also clear – the
perfect candidate for your mind to imagine.”
 
Crys thought about what he wanted, and wrote it down and put it in the
entry port. It beeped twice and thin crystalline sheeting covered the
walls of his mind.
 
“Cool!”
 
“Okay, now for the next part, you have yourself protected, but if I am
to talk to you again like this, or you want to talk to me, then you
need a way out. So you need to create a door.”
 
Crys thought of a raising door, where the one in his dreams was. Again
writing it down, and putting it into the entry port, it beeped twice.
The door appeared with the levers and pulleys at the side.
 
“Very nice. Now let’s test the strength of the walls and the door”
 
“How do we…”
 
Without any warning, his granddad launched himself against the walls,
bouncing from side to side hitting the walls hard, and then launched
himself at the door. It stood firm.
 
“Good, that seems to be in order. For the moment the walls will stand
up quite well to any low level creature, but you might want to think
about strengthening it pretty soon. Now then you need to put that door
on a remote control for the next lesson.”
 
Crys pleased with himself hopped over to the entry port and asked for a
door remote control. The levers and pulleys disappeared, and in its
place was a small black box with a tiny little silver button on it.
 
“Now keep hold of that – NEVER let it go; if someone else has that then
they will be able to enter your mind without your permission, and if
you lose it outside of your mind, then you won’t get able to return.
 
Crys swallowed hard, pressed the button and watched the door rise open,
before putting into an inside pocket of his top.
 
“Good idea Crys, now then let’s start with a more difficult lesson.
Self Projection. This is the art of leaving your mind’s room and seeing
the world outside as it really is. Now it is really simple. Your body
here is a representation of what your physical body *should* be. If you
look at yourself, then you will notice that you are wearing the armour
that I gave you, and if you reach for your swords you will find that
they are there.
 
“When you are like how your mind is then you can synchronise your mind
and body to in together as one. This creates a much more powerful you,
as you form your body and mind together as one. The only thing that is
left for you to do then is to synchronise your sprit. However, only the
Sorceress can teach you that. Anyway I am sidetracking, when you leave
your body, you will be as your mind thinks you should be. You can move
just like normal, however, some things change. You can walk through
most things except for mental barriers.”
 
“Okay, I can follow that, but how do I leave?”
 
“Walk straight at that door.”
 
Crys walked straight at the crystalline gap in the wall. The wall that
it wasn’t covering still looked solid to him.
 
“Run, if you’re feeling nervous.”
 
Crys broke into a run, closer and closer the wall got until he close
his eye and nothing happened. He heard some laughing behind him. He
quickly looked around and saw himself fast asleep, with his granddad
appearing out of his head, laughing hard.
 
“What’s so funny?”
 
“You! The look that you had before you went straight through the wall!”
 
“Ha ha ha, very funny.” Crys muttered sulkily.
 
“Oh lighten up Crys! You only live once! Anyway, I want to show you one
more thing, before I leave you to practise. Actually, it’s two things.
The first one is to lock your mind’s door after you leave.”
 
“Oh shit, yeah!” Crys quickly got out his door remote, and pressed the
button. A white shimmering could be seen surrounding his head.
 
“That shimmering is a warning to other mental travellers that your mind
is protected and cannot be entered. Well, it *can* but only with a
considerable amount of force.”
 
“What sort of force?”
 
“That is what I’m about to teach you next. Today, I have shown you
sword fighting techniques. Now I am going to show you mental fighting
techniques.”
 
“So what do I do?”
 
“Cup your hands, and make them touch at the bottom of your palms. Good.
Now draw them towards yourself, and concentrate mental energy to your
hands.”
 
Crys could feel energy coursing down his arms, and he could see that a
white jagged ball pulsing with power was growing in his hands.
 
“Excellent Crys, now then, the longer you keep putting power into it,
the bigger and more powerful it becomes. With practise you will be able
to summon up the more powerful ones quicker. However, I think you
should try target practise. Push it out, and when your arms are at the
furthest point then release your palms from each other. The outward
motion dictates the speed of the energy ball, and the separation of
your palms releases it out. Now you try.”
 
Crys quickly moved his arms out, pushing the now quite large energy
balls away from him. The separation of his palms was a natural process,
and a huge energy ball shot straight through a wall. Crys quickly move
straight at the wall, closed his eyes and felt himself pass through it
as if it was air. Opening his eyes, he saw that the energy ball was now
dissipating in the distance.
 
“Of course it doesn’t last forever, and it cannot harm physical objects
– what it can harm however is the mind. If you’re up to it, then you
can kill a lot of monsters by simply blasting out their minds. Ogres
and giants are the easiest killed by this method.”
 
“You mean I have to go to sleep to cast this mental energy?”
 
“No – remember what I said – when your body and mind align with each
other, then you can have the abilities of the mind – the mental shields
and the mental energy casting. Anyway – I have taught you enough for
the time being. I will let you practise your aiming skills.” And with
that he floated away through a wall. Crys stared after him, and then
gathering his thoughts together, he looked around the room for a target
he could practise on. Floating higher in the room he found a bull’s-eye
target with a note attached to it.
 
            *‘I thought this might be useful for you practise on’*
 
            Crys smiled wryly at the thought of this granddad. It was
so odd that his granddad just always *knew *what to do, he never did
anything wrong, whereas he was always making huge foolish mistakes. His
mistakes could have cost him his life. He practised his aiming, when he
had a thought occur to him – what would happen if he was holding his
swords?
 
Grabbing his swords, and crossing them so they touched at the hilt, he
concentrated the energy to the swords. The swords started to glow and
sparkle with energy. He pumped more and more energy into them until
they were glowing and crackling with flames of energy. He swung the
swords out. Nothing happened – the swords were still full of energy. He
pointed them tip to tip. Still nothing happened. He tried numerous
other methods of thrust and contact, but the energy stayed the same. He
really needed help now.
 
*// Granddad? //*
 
*// Yes? //*
 
*// I tried to do the same energy ball with the swords and they just
seem to absorb the energy but I can’t seem to get the energy out
afterwards. What do I do? //*
 
*// I wondered how long it would take you ask that question. It’s very
simple, point your swords at the target in question with the tips
touching, and then mentally push the energy away from yourself. Try
that. //*
 
Crys brought his swords to eye level and then focusing on the target,
aligned the tips to be on target. Wondering on how to do a push against
mental energy, he had an idea. In his view, he pulsed out shockwaves of
mental energy outwards. That was all it took. A wide beam of bright
white light shot out of the tip of the swords, and burned itself in the
target.
 
*// Granddad, it burning into the target in the actual world! //*
 
*// Well of course it did. You used a physical weapon to channel the
energy through – even though it is a mental representation it is still
classified as physical. Does that answer your question? //*
 
*// Yeah, thanks granddad. //*
 
*// Not a problem. By the way, if you feel like reading I left a
leaflet in your mind’s room. It is an overview of the world as it
currently stands. Oh and it will tell the truth about the world you are
in, not the everyday stuff you get told about. It is the stark truth
and you need to know it. //*
 
*// Okay, thanks, good night. //*
 
Crys sheathed his swords. It was clear that the practise had a draining
effect on him, and he needed to rest. ‘*Let’s go and rest that leaflet
then’*. Floating down he opened his mind and went inside his mind’s
room once again. Looking around he noticed that the leaflet was stood
upright on the table in the centre of the room. Picking it up, he
settled in his easy chair to read it.
 
 ‘The history of the world: Zin-Ang.’
 
‘In the beginning of the world, it was known as Gaia, Mother Gaia was
the spirit that created man with Father Chaos. The unfortunate bond
between nature’s order and chaos’s destruction created man. Man was a
being that could create as well as destroy. What mankind created, was
discord among fellow man; wars broke out, and strife was common, and
the destruction of the planet continued, and Gaia cried out for help,
for she was being slowly destroyed. 

‘There were a select few that had a gift. This gift was the
understanding of mankind. The core to unite man was to have a common
enemy, however, who could they have as a worthy adversary? The animals
were too stupid to be a real threat. What was needed was a foe that
couldn’t be beaten, for that would permanently unite humanity, but it
couldn’t beat humanity. Then one of the gift ones had an idea: “What
would it be like in a world where humanity was split? Split between
good and evil?”
 
‘The others agreed that it was the best course of action, so they
summoned two of the most powerful sorcerers in the world, Zin and Ang.
The gifted ones explained their idea to them, and after discussing
between them, they agree that half of the world should become good and
the other evil. So the two sorcerers spent the next five years gaining
people and creatures onto their side. After the five years of
gathering, the two sorcerers met for the last time. A spell was made to
separate the two sides of mankind, one side of the planet had the
spirit of Father Chaos, and Ang ruled. The other side was with Mother
Gaia, and ruled by Zin. This separation had bigger consequences than
anybody could have realised. The four elemental crystals that kept the
world in balance split in half. The beneficial side of the crystals
went to Zin’s hands and destructive side of the crystals went into
Ang’s hands. They were kept safe. Both Zin and Ang placed the crystals
at the four corners of their side of the planet for maximum power from
each of them.
 
‘The solution worked fine, until Ang, powered by Father Chaos, began to
get greedy. Mother Gaia sensing this created one Zin hero with enough
power to drive the Ang back. Mother Gaia knew that she was only granted
so much power, so that the balance could be kept. Because of that, she
instructed the hero to create a barrier that would keep either side
from meeting each other, and it would last the a thousand years. This
is repeated every thousand years.
 
‘The peace kept in Zin caused prosperity, as well as being in tune with
nature. This caused the people of Zin to live long and healthy lives.
The usage of nature’s materials, with the lack of chaos, meant that the
weather was a creative weather, designed to give live and well being to
all creatures. The peaceful life caused the people of Zin to examine
and learn all the ways of Zin, and discover the true spiritual side of
life. The medical treatments are constantly rising in improvements as
Gaia gives her guidance. Buildings serve as multiple habitats,
primarily for the people of Zin, but by harnessing and respecting
nature, the buildings are kept clean and pest free. And last but not
least, because of the respect of nature, the people of Zin are
completely vegetarian, only eating what is naturally provided for them
by Gaia.
 
‘The world of Ang could not be a more different place, they are a
people that simply take up resources and squander them. The pollution
caused, reduces the life span of the average Ang. Procreation is
through rape, and lots of procreation is needed due to all the chaos in
there. Science and development has been created in Ang to further the
development of the Ang people to make them mutants and monsters. There
are very few physical humans left. A lot are the undead. Most of Ang
now is rock and everything is underground. The temples are still there
on the surface, but with all the beasts, mutants and monsters roaming
feeding off each other, it is not a friendly place to live. All the
people of Ang are carnivores, and if food is scarce, they are cannibals
as well.
 
The hero’s of Zin become extremely powerful to drive these monsters
back to their half. A complete take over from Zin’s side, would create
the most powerful and destructive monster ever know, and therefore it
cannot happen. Balance must be kept. The lack of balance creates the
balance of power to be poured into one individual. The Hero.’
 
Crys set down the leaflet. So that was it. The Ang had tricked Gaia, so
that the Ang could get through the barrier. Well not this time. Not if
he had anything to do with it.
 
 
 
----oOoOo----
 
