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I slept that night hunched over in a partial sitting position. That would be the first time this body had ever slept on something that wasn’t a bed. Suffice it to say, I was stiff in all the wrong places. The previous night, I had been left alone after Faeri left. I had considered her final words when she left a million times, and a small fire had started to burn in my chest over the only meaning I could consider.  Another world! Faeri was from another world!

“Brother… brother… wake up…”

However, as my consciousness returned, I realized that I was no longer on the concrete floor. Furthermore, the voice I heard was one I recognized. Rather, it was Hannah’s familiar voice, light and airy. My eyes snapped open. Looking around, I could see that I was on a mattress with sheets and everything. I was in a room much smaller than the last one. My hands and arms were no longer chained. However, I could see only one exit. That exit happened to be another solid door with a bared over window.

I painfully stood up, stretching out my accumulated aches from the day with a light groan. Someone must have moved me into this jail cell while I was sleeping. My stomach chose this moment to start growling, and I realized I hadn’t eaten since the Primrose gang had kidnapped me.

“Brother… are you okay…”

My eyes snapped to the source of those words, which were coming from outside my cell. I immediately stood up and stumbled over to the door, grabbing the cell bars to keep myself from falling over. The window outside of this room was only about two feet by two feet, and all I could see outside of it was another cell, with its own two feet by two feet window. However, within that other cell was Hannah. Hannah was clinging to her bars in the cell across from mine, her face pressed as far as it could go while she stood on her tippy toes.

When her eyes landed on me, they shone with relief. “Brother!”

“Hannah!” I called out, trying to stick my arm out the window between the bars, which didn’t quite have enough space.

Hannah did the same, but the hallway was too wide and we couldn’t touch. We were nearly three feet short of touching each other. There wasn’t even a chance.

“You came…” Hannah looked down, her face hidden behind her door so I couldn’t see her expression.

“I’m sorry, Hannah…” I responded. “I’m sorry you were kidnapped. This is Brother’s fault. Brother will fix this.”

“I… I told them your name…” Hannah’s voice was soft.

“I don’t blame you, Hannah…” I tried to reassure my sister. “I… I’m sorry.”

“It’s my fault…”

“No, Hannah… it’s not. It’s mine.” I sighed, turning and pressing my head on the door. “I… should have shown you how much I loved you. I’m sorry I made you feel unimportant to me. I love you, Hannah. Do you understand? I’m going to take care of you.”

“Mm…” Hannah’s voice sounded like it broke behind the door, and I heard a light sob.

“H-Hannah? Please don’t cry. Are you hurt?”

“N-no…” Hannah murmured. “J-just happy.”

I let out a breath of relief. Even though we were still in this situation, I instantly felt a million times better. I had seen my sister. She was okay. I had given her my apology, and she didn’t hate me. It might be a few days before we were rescued. Faeri said it wasn’t going to happen, but I had to have faith in Brooke. Brooke would come to save me. Upon reflection, I realized how flimsy my plan really was. However, had I not come, the alternative was worst.

“Isn’t that sweet…” A familiar raspy voice suddenly caused my skin to crawl.

I turned to look out the cell, and Hannah did the same. Between our two cells, a person walked down the hallway. It was Faeri, she seemed angry about something as she looked between the two of us. Suddenly, she reached in and grabbed Hannah’s cheeks.

“Hannah!” I let out a shout as Hannah cried out.

“Brother and sister, united!” Faeri pinched Hannah’s cheeks before pushing her away.

Hannah glared back, rubbing her cheeks.

“Leave Hannah alone. You have me now!” I hit the bars causing a metal reverberation as if to punctuate my point.

“Yes…” Faeri raised an eyebrow while still looking at Hannah. “I have had him. I tasted him before you did, how does that feel, Hannah?”

Hannah’s face flashed a second with rage, then she looked away with a blush.

“Hannah…” My voice broke, not finding a way to defend myself.

I fucked Faeri for Hannah? Even if it was true, those weren’t words I felt like I could say. It certainly wouldn’t make Hannah feel better.

“Faeri… we need to talk.” I changed what I was going to say. “About what you said last night…”

“Oh?” Faeri looked over at me, seemingly disinterested. “And what was that?”

“I know…” I said, looking up at her. “I know who you are.”

“Oh!” The sound was Hannah, who immediately ran to the door, staring in wonder at my words.

Meanwhile, Faeri seemed frozen solid, as if I had pulled a rug right out from under her. I became more confident based on her reactions. However, this wasn’t something I could say to Hannah. I needed to speak with Faeri privately.

“I… really doubt that…” Faeri spoke slowly.

“I know you’re not who people think you are.” I went for broke. “I know your identity is a lie, and that you’re pretending to be someone else.”

Faeri turned back and looked at Hannah, who was still standing there wide-eyed, before taking a step forward and unlocking my door. She immediately stepped into my cell and pulled me away from Hannah. Like me, it was clear that it was something she didn’t want Hannah to know. I followed Faeri into the corner of the room, my heartbeat nearly bursting out of my chest as I considered finally talking to someone from another world.

“There is no way you know who I am.” Faeri cursed. “You know nothing about me.”

“I know you come from another world. I know you’re pretending to be someone else. I know we had sex. I know you were a virgin before we… ahem…”

“Stop!” Faeri held up her hand, after a second she sighed and lifted her hand to her mask, pulling it slowly off her face, shaking her brunette hair.

My eyes widened at the sight. The person standing before me was the last person I ever expected to see. I couldn’t even speak, I was so completely shocked.

“So, you do recognized me…” The girl said, even though it still got converted into the raspy voice, seeing her face relaxed me a bit. “Well, it’s not surprising. You never forget your first, do you?”

That was the woman in front of me. She may not have been as otherworldly beautiful like my mom and my sisters, but she was extremely pretty. She was a pretty girl who my mom had hired as a maid. She had been selected to be my partner. Had things gone according to plan, we might very well be having a healthy sexual relationship right now. However, she raped me, and that was the day my memories returned and everything went to hell.

“How?” I asked, forgetting my thoughts about another world.

The girl straightened her back. “After your mom kicked me out of the house, I had nowhere to go. I desperately tried to get my brother to have me again. I actually broke into a club for men to find him. I begged him on my knees for his seed. And so… he delivered… he… and every other guy in the club.”

I turned my head away as the woman called Faeri stared at me with a wry smile, only managing to mutter. “I’m… sorry…”

“Don’t be… at the time I gladly did it. I let nearly twenty men do whatever they wanted to me all night. Even as they put out cigarettes on my skin and made me drink cups of piss, I told myself if I got pregnant, it’d be all worth it.”

“I… take it you didn’t get pregnant.”

She laughed. “After I passed out, they forced a day-after pill down my throat. Just to be cruel. They threw me out on the street naked, covered in cum, and bleeding from my crotch. I still bleed when it’s too rough. That’s the men of this world. That’s you…”

“I… never would have thrown you ou-“ I remembered the blood on my fingers that night, and couldn’t continue.

“Shut up!” She screamed. “You’re no better! You’re just another man! Another disgusting man!”

“I’m different!” I stood up.

“If you’re so different, tell me… Clyburn, what’s my name?”

I froze. I had heard the name once. What was her name? It was… T… T something. Tiffany? Tiana? Tanya?

“Exactly…” She snorted, looking away with disgust. “It doesn’t matter, my name is Faeri now. I found someone soon after. I found a girl who reached out and saved me when I needed it the most. I found a new family, here with the Primrose. I became the Faeri…”

She stopped, her lips twisting for a second, her head shaking as she looked at me with a complicated expression that told me nothing.

“What about me?” I asked, “You want my seed? Making it a gang reward? Or perhaps you just want to sell it on the black market? Take it… I don’t care… take it. You can sell enough until you’re rich. You can impregnate every Primrose. I’ll knock you up myself, I’ll participate. Just let my sister go.”

“She’s just a sister! Brother never cared about me! Admit it! You don’t give a shit about her!” Faeri rounded on me angrily.

“I will do anything for her.” I stared up at Faeri obstinately.

“You keep saying that…” Faeri gave an amused smile. “Let’s put it to the test.”

“What’s that mean?”

“This is the last time you’ll see me without my mask.” Faeri picked up her mask and put it back on, heading for the door. “It was Tinya… by the way. That was the name of an innocent girl who just wanted her brother’s love. She died.”

“If you’re my sister… then… that means… a brother?” I forced the words out.

Faeri stopped for a second at the door.

“I’m actually the younger sister. Brother had a different father. He was a friend of Noah’s. Noah fucked my mom and made me as some kind of vengeance. That’s why brother never gave a shit about me. Even though we were raised together, I’m just a half-sister.”

Instantly, the man that raped my mother came into my mind. Did that mean that Madison had another brother? My heart suddenly hurt at the thought of sharing Madison.  Tinya… or should I call her Faeri, opened the door and stepped out. She gave Hannah a twisted grin and a nod before turning and walking down the hallway.

Sometime later, two plates of food were slid under the door, but by the time I checked to see who had come, they were gone. I had been so shocked that Faeri was Tinya, that I hadn’t even asked her about coming from another world. Was it true that the maid who brought me to this world was a reincarnator of her own? Maybe that’s what caused me to regain my memory in the first place. When a reincarnator fucks another reincarnator, does that trigger their memories to return?

I took my plate, but Hannah had seemed to wrap herself up on her bed and gone to sleep. Hannah always was a sleepyhead that spent every day in her room. It wasn’t surprising that even here, or perhaps especially here, she’d spend her time sleeping. Just having her across from me was enough that I was able to relax. I sat on my mattress and quickly stuffed down the food. It wasn’t rotten or disgusting. At least, these Primrose’s wanted to take care of me a little. We wouldn’t be starved or exposed to death… at least, as long as I cooperated.

The lights in the hallways and my cell suddenly went out. It had been a few hours since we had eaten, but it couldn’t possibly be night time already.

“Hannah!” I called out, moving to the door.

“B-brother, what’s going on?” I heard from outside my window. I looked out into the darkness, but I couldn’t see into Hannah’s cell.

I tried to focus my eyes harder when a face suddenly jumped into my view causing me to flinch. “Boo!”

I let out a curse. “Damn it, Faeri!”

Faeri let out a laugh as she unlocked my cell and pushed her way inside. “You should have seen the look on your face!”

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, shooting my eyes over at Hannah’s cell.

She had gone quiet once Faeri showed up, clearly becoming scared. I wanted to comfort her, but I was afraid of causing Faeri to show interest in Hannah again. Thus, the only thing I could do was sit back and humor the deranged woman. In the lack of lighting, Faeri took on a darker persona. She seemed sort of bubbly and vivacious. I started to wonder if she had some kind of split personality, a light side, and a dark side. I wouldn’t be surprised to find out she was a schizophrenic.

“I want you, right now,” Faeri demanded.

My eyes widened as Faeri’s clothing fell to the ground once again. “You… my sister…”

Faeri’s smile grew malicious. “Take me right here.”

She stood at the door, popping out her very nice ass at me teasingly while she grabbed the bars and looked out it. “Oh, Hannah, I’m about to have your brother fuck me… do listen carefully.”

“You sick bitch…” I shook my head disgustedly.

Faeri frowned. “You said you’d do anything for her! If you don’t… maybe I’ll just stop feeding her for a while.”

My body shook for a second, and I considered hitting Faeri. If I knocked her down, I could escape with my sister instantly. My eyes flickered to the clothing that was lying on the ground right next to me. Faeri seemed to pick up on it instantly.

“Hahahaha… I wouldn’t try that.” Faeri moved her tongue, and a second later there was a flash of silver in her mouth which turned out to be a key. “If you do anything I don’t like, I’ll swallow it and then we’re both stuck in here. It won’t unlock her cage anyway, so unless you want to lose your sister forever, you better give her a good show…”

Faeri turned and stuck her tongue out through the bars, seemingly making an obscene gesture at my sister. I turned away, my entire body shaking with anger. It was easier last night when it was just Faeri and me. Things changed now. Now, I knew my sister was alright. I just needed to buy for some time until the police came.

“Clyburn… it’s alright. Just… do what she asks. I know you’re doing it for me.” Hannah’s voice came from behind me.

She spoke clearly, her voice seeming to reverberate off the walls. I wasn’t the only one battling here. My gentle Hannah was fighting in her own way. It wasn’t our fault that we had to deal with someone like Faeri, who seemed to want to drive a wedge between me and my sister. However, with those words, my frustration left me, and I calmed down quite a bit.

I turned back to see Faeri looking at me, still in position. She shrugged and grinned.

“It’s sister approved!” Faeri declared.  “Two out of two sisters want my pussy fucked!”

I walked up to Faeri and grabbed her butt in my hands. She was, after all, a beautiful woman. Tinya’s face was very pretty, if not beautiful. However, her body was out of this world. I wished I had remembered how wonderful her body was when she had taken my virginity a year ago. Well, at the time things were still a little blurry. She must have filled out very nicely over the last year. It was hard to believe that year was filled with strife. Her smooth skin didn’t look like the skin of a woman tortured by her brother and his boys. Then again, that could have been a lie. This was Faeri, after all. How much of what she said had any truth?

Of course, her naked body was enough to bring me erect, so I pulled out my erect penis and lined it up with Faeri from behind. Like before, I shoved it right into her. I didn’t really care if she bled. I couldn’t bring myself to be gentle on the hateful woman.

“Ahn… aaa… aaa…” Faeri moaned, pressing herself against the door as I fucked her against it.

Her moans rang into the hallway, and directly into Hannah’s room. Of course, I knew Hannah could hear everything. It was one thing having her walk in on me with Madison, it was quite another forcing her to listen to me have sex with this woman. Even so, I couldn’t stop my hands from wandering all over her body. She really was perfect. About the only imperfection was a bruised hickey on her neck, the same one I had given her the previous night.

“Ha-ha-hannah…” Faeri suddenly moaned out. “Your brother… he’s fucking me, Hannah. Ah! Hahahaha, brother just spanked my ass!”

Rather than the desired effect, me slapping her ass only caused Faeri to describe more of the perverted scenes over to Hannah.

“He’s making me so wet, Hannah, it’s dripping down my legs! Your brother’s cock is so big! Are you touching yourself right now listening to us? I bet you are!”

Her words were provocative and cruel, but in a twisted way, they seemed to excite me too. I became stuck in a web of disgust and arousal. Being forced to do this in front of my sister, of course, was repulsive, but at the same time, it was really hot. I had intended to force myself into a quick orgasm to get this over with, but just as the night before, I found myself unable to cum easily. Thus, our fornication kept going on. I sped up my thrusting as fast as I could manage, my cock slamming roughly into Faeri over and over again, desperately trying to bring myself to orgasm. This made the sex sound wet and noisy, especially in the dark, empty cellblock. I was using Faeri’s body aggressively, and the woman herself seemed to love every second of it.

“Ahhhn… Ahhnnn… c-cumming! I’m cumming!” Faeri cried out.

I squeezed my hands tighter, frustrated that I kept making her cum. I didn’t want Faeri to enjoy it so much. I didn’t want my sister listening to a hot sex scene. If anything, I wanted my sister to hear lousy sex. However, between the sounds of my cock slapping into her from behind wetly, the rattling of the cell bars, and the orgasmic noises coming from Faeri’s throat, the lewd sounds filled the dark hallway.

Finally, I found a spot where I felt my cumming was soon. However, it was also a spot that seemed to do it for Faeri, who made louder and louder moaning noises, as if to taunt me for daring to get off on her body.

“C-c-Clyburn!” Faeri moaned. “Say ‘Hannah’.”

My dick slowed for a second, my mouth falling open. “Wh-what?”

“Hahaha…” Faeri let out a laugh. “I just realized it’d be hilarious. Say her name! Say your sister’s name while you come into me. In fact, tell her how much you love her.”

“You…”

“Do… do it! I said, do it! H-Hannah will like it too!”

I sincerely doubted that, but I had no choice at this point. I started to thrust into her harder and harder right in that spot. Faeri’s body shook as she climaxed, but I started to as well.

“Hannah!” I moaned as my cock pounded into Faeri. “I love you, Hannah! Hannah… ah… I’m cumming.”

“Cum!” Faeri cried. “Cum for Hannah, Cum in me for Hannah.”

“Ahn… I … love… Hannah!” I cried, suddenly pulling out and giving a few yanks until my cock exploded.

Cum shut up, striking Faeri’s ass. The cumshot was amazing, shooting up her back and nearly reaching Faeri’s hair. Sex with Faeri was always incredible, and my cock seemed to agree, throbbing out massive gobs of cum all over her backside. Faeri was busy cumming too, her entire body shaking and threatening to buckle. Liquid ran down her leg in droves with a very little bit blood mixed in. Faeri could only just helplessly keep herself standing as I painted her backside in white. Even though it was dark, standing there with her beautiful smooth behind covered in white stuff dripping down her, it was an incredibly erotic scene. Had this been someone else, like Madison or mom, I would have taken her for a second round just because of the sight.

“You didn’t cum in me…” Faeri gave me a glare, her lips pouty.

“I thought you didn’t want to get pregnant?” I responded mischievously.

“Ooo…” Faeri shook her head, putting her hands on her hips and looking like a spoiled child who didn’t get her way. “From now on, cum in me! It’s cold and it’s running down, I don’t like!”

I held out my hands and shrugged. “Of course, my Faeri.”

Faeri froze for a second, narrowed her eyes, and with a harrumph put her dress back on and left my cell, slamming it. She gave me one last glare before walking away. She seemed to be walking weird. I realized quickly it was because she had cum running all up her back and she could feel it pressing on her dress.

I let out an evil chuckle. A few minutes later the lights turned back on.

“B-brother…” A light voice sent me back to the door, and I could see Hannah on the other side again.

I let out a breath of relief. “Hannah… I’m sorry. That was…”

“You didn’t need to be so rough with her…” Hannah blushed, looking away.

“Ah! I’m sorry it was so loud!” I cringed inwardly.

I was trying to punish Faeri by being rough, but it was Hannah who had to listen to the noises and Faeri’s taunts. To Hannah, this whole thing probably sounded very profane.

“I-it’s okay… I know Brother is doing it for me… it…” Hannah’s face went even redder as she remembered me cumming while saying I loved her.

“Hannah! About that, she made me say it.”

“I-I know… so brother doesn’t really…”

“No!” I protested before she could come up with a justification, “I meant it… I just thought the first time I said those words… it’d be while I was cumming in… you…”

“Brother!” Hannah grabbed her chest and turned away, hiding her body and face behind the door.

“H-Hannah?” I asked, only to be met with silence and what sounded like heavy breathing coming from behind her door, causing me to think of a question that made my mouth widen in a grin. “My little Hannah, it couldn’t be that Faeri was right, was she? Hannah wasn’t masturbatin-“

“Ah!” There was a shout behind the door and a tearful response. “How could brother say that?”

“So, sister did…” I sighed.

“Brother! It-it… there was the noises and brother’s voice moaning and then you kept moaning my name and then you said I love you, it wasn’t fair! How could you expect me not to-“

“Shit, Hannah really did do it?” I nearly tripped.

I was just teasing her to try to keep morale up. I expected her to tearfully deny it. I never expected her to actually admit she had been touching herself while I was fucking Faeri. I could only stare in a daze as I pictured the erotic scene again, imagining Hannah playing with herself while I moaned her name. My cock was instantly back to full staff, but there was no one to fuck now.

“St-stupid brother!” Hannah shouted before hiding back under her blanket.

Well, I could only say one thing to the current situation. I had done this to myself.

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My head was throbbing. I had lost all track of time. I could have cursed my bad luck, but I basically asked for this. I never expected an even exchange. I never expected them to release my sister. No, the only thing I could do was let them catch me. The cops already knew about them. They knew who was doing it. They even had a place. What they needed was motivation. I didn’t really have much time to think of a better plan. I barely made it just escaping from my house. Had I done nothing, Hannah might have already been raped or even worst. I couldn’t live with myself knowing I had the power to do something and decided to sit back and do nothing. So, I put myself in harm’s way.

With a man in jeopardy, the police would spare no expense trying to get me back. Hopefully, if I could just get to my sister, then I could keep her safe enough. If they took everything out on me, they wouldn’t be taking it out on her. And when I was rescued, my sister would be rescued. If I failed? Well, hopefully, my next life wouldn’t be as shitty as this one. I had already reincarnated to another world. I had already lived one life. I don’t want to die, but I was willing to risk my life for Hannah. Fortunately, I don’t have the mentality of a scared child any more.

Working through the pain in my head, I forced myself into a sitting position. My head throbbed, but I was finally able to concentrate on opening my eyes. The second my eyes opened, there was a click and the lights turned on. Instantly, I closed them again, fighting back the pain and nausea from the brightness. I instinctively lifted my hand to block the light source.

Part of me realized I was likely in the same exact position as the video of Hannah. Bright lights blaring at me, my eyes squinting with a hand raised. Even with my experience, I felt fear. How terrified was my little sister at that moment? My hand tightened and I forced my eyes to open, trying to quickly regain my bearings.

I seemed to be tied to something. There were cuffs around my feet and wrists that connected to a chain. I could move full range, but I couldn’t take more than a few steps from the pipe embedded in the nearby concrete. I appeared to be in some emptied out storeroom. The walls were concrete, and the door looked like a thick impenetrable metal obstruction with a heavy latch. It was at this point I realized there was someone else in the room. A single table sat on the opposite side of the room, and a delicate-looking masked person was sitting on it.

It was the same masked person I had seen right before passing out. In the light, I could tell her hair was more brown than black. She didn’t look as imposing or as dangerous as she had in the alleyway. Being able to see her clearly eased a small amount of my fear. Her billowy outfit made it impossible to say any particular details about her. Her age, her body type, and even her sex were near impossible to determine.

“Faeri…” I murmured, glaring at the woman who took my sister.

“You’ve heard of me.” Her voice still came out as distorted and gravelly, and I couldn’t see what expression she had on her face through the theater mask which covered everything but her mouth, chin, and eyes.

I noticed something around her neck, a plastic collar with a box on it. It must be what changed her voice. I supposed it was safer for a crime boss to be anonymous, but what the heck was with all the theatrics? Everything about this entire room felt like she was trying to induce fear. Had I been a normal 14-year-old boy, it would have worked. However, my older mind saw some childishness in her demeanor. A slight shake in her hands and hesitation in her eyes. It reminded me that while these were criminals, they were still just kids likely acting like what they had seen on a visual screen.

“Where’s my sister!” I demanded, strengthening my resolve as I realized the power balance wasn’t as far in her favor as she pretended.

“Your sister? Oh, yes, you mean sister Hannah… oh, I’m keeping her in a safe place.”

“She’s not your sister. She’s mine!” I growled, pulling helplessly at the chains. “Show her to me. I came. I followed my end. Give my sister back to me!”

I knew I was showing my own nervousness, but until I saw Hannah, I couldn’t stop worrying. It was possible they never had Hannah in the first place. It was possible they had Hannah and killed her. There were too many possibilities. I needed to know that I made the right choice. I needed to know that what I did mattered.

“Oh, no… that’s where you’re wrong…” The woman came closer, making sure to remain just out of the range my chains allowed.

“You see, she’s my sister too.” The woman reached up, grabbing the mask and straightening it as if to tease me, “Daddy has been busy.”

My eyes widened as I looked up and down the woman. “No… it’s not possible…”

Faeri shrugged as if it was nothing to her. “Suit yourself.”

My father was never as honest to my mother as he should have been. Is it really true that he had impregnated other women? It didn’t just end with my Aunt. How many women did dad leave in his wake? Was this another left-over daughter from his time toying with mom?

“It’s a lie, right?” I demanded. “My father, Noah… if he fathered you… You mean your mom got some sperm he sold to the government, right?”

Faeri threw back her head and laughed lightly, a pleasant and smooth laugh. “Oh, do you think your dear father was so dutiful? There is a registry that keeps track of male… deposits. If you look up your dad, I think you’ll be surprised to find he never donated a single one.”

My eyes closed and my hands tightened. That bastard! How could he do that to mom? It’s one thing taking on a lot of lovers. However, it seemed like he just abandoned one after the other. The only unique thing about my mom is she’s the only one he didn’t abandon. What was he thinking?

I shook my head. Faeri was just trying to distract me. Rather, it was still Hannah that was the most important thing to me right now. Who knew if anything Faeri said was true or a lie. She could make up anything. I had no reason to trust her. The only thing I could trust was my sister. When I saw her, I’d know she was safe.

“My sister. I want you to show me my sister.”

“Sister… sister… she’s just a sister!” Faeri’s voice contorted angrily. “I’m your sister too. You have hundreds of sisters. What’s so different about her?”

“She’s different!”

Faeri laughed, pursing her lips. “If you want a sister so much, I could be your sister…”

“Shut Up!” I shouted, causing her to jump as I lunged at the chains. “Hannah is Hannah. I won’t cooperate until I see her! I’ll do anything for her!”

At that exact moment, there was a sudden shout from outside. The voice immediately sounded familiar. It sounded like a woman crying out, and it was a voice I’d recognize anywhere. Faeri shot a look back at the door. Her expression turned from an amused one to an annoyed one. It was like her fun time had just been interrupted.

“Hannah! It’s me, Hannah! Your brother is here! I’m here, Hannah!” I shouted, pulling against the chains until my hands felt numb.

“We’ll see about anything…” Faeri adjusted her mask one more time as she headed for the door.

She hit the light switch, immediately plunging my sight into darkness. A moment later, she opened the door and walked out. She kept the door slightly open so that all I could see was a ray of light. She was apparently addressing one of the guards on the other side of the door. All I could hear were whispers, but they sounded exasperated. The arguing went on for about thirty seconds. Suddenly, the door swung open again, light spilling in a blinding me before the door slammed shut.

It took me a minute before my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I blinked a few times in the dark room before I realized Faeri was still standing there watching me curiously. She almost had an inquisitive look that she didn’t possess before. However, she didn’t turn the light back on, and just stood there as if she was unsure of herself. I remained sitting with my eyes only partially open, not acknowledging her. She seemed to be content with this as she stood there for several minutes moving her mouth as if she was arguing with herself.

“What do you want, Faeri?” I finally broke the silence.

“Ah!” Faeri let out a surprised noise and then brushed her clothing as she straightened up. “I’ve… I’ve decided.”

The words were muttered under her breath, and they didn’t sound like they were words intended for my ears. However, the room was small and all the noise seemed to be amplified a bit. Her voice sounded a little different as if she was strained. I wondered what the conversation she had was about.

“Give me my sister, or we have nothing to talk about,” I growled, finally opening my eyes all the way and giving her a dark stare.

“Your sister… yes… you said you’d do anything for her. Is that true?” Faeri asked.

I grimaced at her question, realizing it might be a trap, but my pride wouldn’t deny it. “It is.”

“I’m your sister too. Technically, you’re my brother, so, shouldn’t you feel the same way for me?”

My face turned incredulous. However, Faeri was looking at me as if she genuinely wanted an answer.

“I already said, my sister, is special.” I finally spoke. “Had we been raised together, maybe things would be different. But you are no Hannah…”

“Hahahahaha…” Faeri threw back her head and laughed, nearly falling back, a strangely unpleasant laugh that sent tickles down my spine unlike before, “I could be though… I could be another one of your sisters. If you give me a chance…”

“You’re crazy!” I responded in disgust.

“Hahaha… maybe… maybe I am… I like you though… I like you a lot! Since you want to see Hannah, you’ll need to please me first. If you please me, I’ll give you back your sister, okay?”

I couldn’t keep my face smooth looking at this crazy woman. Become her sister? Is that what this was all about? Noah banged this bitch’s mom, and now she wants a brother of her own? Was I still paying for my father’s sins? I was coming to hate my father.

“Take out your penis!” she demanded pointing down at my crotch, making a demand like a petulant child looking to be spoiled.

I nearly spat at this strange and sudden declaration. It sounded like the unreasonable request of a child, but it took me a while looking at her in the dark before I realized she was genuinely serious.

“No!” I cursed, glaring at the psychopathic woman before me.

“I already told you, if you want to have yo… your sister, you’ll have to please me. Hahaha.” The girl kept laughing like she was making a joke, but her eyes looked serious. “So, pull out your dick, I want to see it. Do it! Do it now!”

“If… I pull it out… Hannah…”

“Yes… she’ll be safe! Now show it to me. Show it!” The girl seemed almost giddy as she stared excitedly.

I sighed, a little afraid at what she’d do if I didn’t give her what she wanted. The girl seemed to me to be quickly switching from highs to lows. She was very unstable. I reached into my pants and pulled out my dick, undoing the buckle and showing it to her. It was still dark, so it wasn’t as embarrassing as it would have been if the lights were on.

Faeri leaned forward, her eyes looking brightly. “It’s… a bit small…”

I immediately hid it with my hand and glared at the woman. “Well, I’m not aroused, naturally it gets bigger when I’m in the mood!”

Faeri nodded excitedly with a snap. “Ah, yes, excited! Of course!”

Suddenly, she reached behind her and undid her clothing. It fell in a single heap. Underneath it all was nothing but her skin. She hadn’t been wearing any underwear! In fact, other than her black stockings and her mask, she was now completely naked. My eyes couldn’t stop but pop out of my head. I’d seen many girls naked over the last year, but this woman was an immaculate beauty that rivaled my sisters and mother. At least, she had the body of a model.

It was vibrantly youthful, with nice round tits, a perfect bubble butt, smooth, pale skin, and even a cute little freckle on her right boob. She was shaved below, and it was a perfectly clean shave without a bit of hair. This didn’t look to be a body of some gang leader. Then again, in the darkness, I wouldn’t be able to make out any scars. Perhaps it was because of the darkness that her body looked so beautiful right now.

In my shock, I had forgotten to look away. The girl herself looked to the side, almost like she was pretending to be modest. Unfortunately, my cock became engorged with blood despite my protests. I went to cover myself up again, but the girl leaned forward intently, pointing at my exposed cock.

“It is! It is getting bigger! Ah… it’s bigger than I thought!” She immediately covered her mouth as if suddenly saying something embarrassing, and then she started giving me a strange look.

“What?” I asked, shifting awkwardly as she looked down at my exposed penis. “What do you want?”

“You find my body attractive…” She wore a mischievous look as she said it like a statement.

I looked away. “Of course, I do. How could I not?”

The smile on her face really pissed me off. She had forced me into this situation, and now she was acting so playful. It made hating her more difficult. It’d be easy if she was looking at me hatefully or acting like a man-hating lipstick lesbian. However, her strangely dere side was causing me to twitch.

“Stay still!” She pointed again with an order. “Don’t move!”

I held my hands up as she pointed aggressively at me. I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. She stepped slowly into my reach. It came to my realization I could grab her now and perhaps keep her hostage. However, I had the feeling that things wouldn’t work out well if I tried. They could always use Hannah to hurt me, and I had a feeling this woman wouldn’t respond to threats. The fact she was approaching me without clothing on showed how fearless she truly was… or how crazy.

Faeri ended up standing directly in front of me. I couldn’t help but look up, seeing her naked body only a few inches from the tip of my nose. I could smell a sweet scent coming off of her. This was the woman who took Hannah and kidnapped me? In the dark, at this moment, her body was truly beautiful. Despite the situation, despite my fear and worry, I felt my mouth grow dry looking at her blooming body, still full of youth but growing sexier every day.

Her skin was just as smooth and silky up close as it was at a distance. Her mounds seemed to defy gravity. Her ass was pert and bubbly, the kind you just wanted to grab and squeeze. It was body completely unlike Madison. It was a body that had a youthful exuberance even mom couldn’t reach. Maybe Hannah had a body like this, but I had never seen hers. I remained frozen as I watched that body, my mouth gaping slightly, unable to help myself.

Faeri fell down to her knees, suddenly, she was kneeling over my legs, her mask now about my level. I could see her hazel eyes, but only just. They were eyes that seemed to fear rejection. For some reason, I couldn’t look away. She reached down with her delicate fingers, grasping onto my penis before lining it up.

“S-seriously?” I let out the words in disbelief, “You’re going to rape me?”

“It’s not rape if you want it too…” The girl looked away while responding with a pouty voice, even over the voice modulator. “You want it…”

She didn’t say it as a question but as an insistence. She needed me to want it as badly as she did. I’d like to say I was a stronger man, but her smell, her appearance, and her body had already won me over. I couldn’t say no even if I wanted to. I cursed my hormones one last time. I guess I didn’t have as much of a control over them now as I thought I had gained.

No… that wasn’t right. I was just using them as an excuse. The realization dawned on me. They were all just excuses. My previous life, I had died a chain-smoking alcoholic a step away from losing his job. Once my wife cheated on me, I fell apart and died an early death in my thirties. No one would suggest I had it together as an adult. In my new life, I fell back into the same old behaviors of self-indulgence. I just convinced myself it was okay because I was a kid. It was just a victim of my hormonal swings.

Perhaps, my hormones had something to play in very beginning. I defended my bad decisions. I defended thinking with my dick. I just convinced myself I was a teenager, so there was no helping it. Perhaps I was always just lying to myself. I needed to start taking responsibility for my actions. The truth was, I’m just a horny guy who likes to fuck lots of hot women!

As Faeri lowered herself on my cock, I wanted it. I wanted to taste her! Even with my sister in captivity, I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to try more pussy. That’s the kind of man I was. I was the kind of man who while searching for his missing sister would eat a strange girl’s pussy and then fuck her kidnapper! This didn’t mean I didn’t care about Hannah, but given the situation, it wasn’t like I had a choice. I could either sit back and cry over being taken advantage of, or I could take pleasure when pleasure was offered. I chose the later, to take control of this situation.

“Aiiii!” I reached out and grabbed Faeri’s hips, then pushed her body down, impaling her on my cock.

She let out a shocked cry as I forced my dick into her tight body. Her pussy felt hot, wet, and smooth. I immediately pulled her towards me, biting her neck with my teeth. She cried out again and resisted for a second, fear and regret flashing in her eyes. However, she couldn’t fight against me now that she had fallen in my grip. I bit hard enough to cause her pain, but I wasn’t looking to injure her. Instead, my tongue flicked furiously against her neck and I sucked loudly.

“Too rough…” Faeri panted with what I could see of her face contorted in pain as she started to realize my intentions were dangerous, but I ignored her words.

If she wanted to fuck, she was going to fuck on my terms, and I decided not to go gentle on the woman who had imprisoned my sister. I bit harder, eliciting a moan from her, and then picked her up, pushing her down on to the cold floor. Faeri didn’t resist at all as I got on top of her and started fucking her. I may not be able to use her to escape, but at this moment, I’d use her for my own satisfaction.

“Ahh… ahhhnn… hah…” Faeri let out cute noises under me as I enjoyed her body.

My brain felt somewhat numb. Thinking about Hannah, or the fact that I was chained to the wall, or about when someone would come to rescue me, all of that was too difficult to think about. Instead, all I had to think about was the warmth of her body and the smooth feel of her skin in the dark. I could listen to the moans she made ruined only a bit by the voice modulator around her neck. I wanted to kiss her on the lips. I moved forward to grab the mask, but her hands reached up and grabbed my wrists instantly, not allowing me to do so.

Her eyes held a strange light as if even she was regretful that she wasn’t taking it off, but she wouldn’t budge her hands no matter how forceful I tried to be, so I gave up, attacking her breasts with my tongue and fingers instead. Using my hands, I squeezed them together, nipping and licking both nipples aggressively in the dark.

My hips rocked as I thrust into the beautiful girl in my arms. I couldn’t see her face, but I could feel her body. Her heart was racing. I could feel it beating in her chest pressed up against my ears. I could feel her gasping, hot air blowing down the back of my head after each thrust of my hips. I could feel her body writhe under me, adjusting and moving with my thrusts as I fucked her. Her pussy was inviting and hot. She smelled sweet like candy.

I lost track of how long I thrust into her in the dark as she clung onto me tightly. Our bodies turned completely sweaty as time went on, our panting becoming rugged as we worked against and with each other. The feel of this woman under me, her smell, her taste, it brought me into a euphoric trance that just went on and on.

I didn’t know if it was the adrenaline from being captured, the stress of the last few days, or a subconscious disgust over the woman under me, but I was able to go longer and harder than ever before. With mom, I barely lasted a few minutes. With Faeri under me, it felt like we just kept going. My urge to quickly cum was overridden from my need to pound this girl like an obsession. My hips moved rhythmically, filling her up over and over again, never thinking about the end, only enjoying the moment.

Her hands glided over my sweaty back. My hands glided over her sweaty, naked body. The smell of her sweet sex, the soft mechanical noises of her moans, the feel of her pussy. We fucked on and on. It felt like it lasted hours.

“Ahn… I’m cumming again…” Faeri’s voice was soft. “I can’t take any more… brother is too much…”

All of her movements were soft. From the moment I pushed her down, the sadistic crazy woman seemed to be replaced once again with someone completely unrecognizable. Perhaps this was some alternate personality? I didn’t even mind her calling me brother.

“I’m almost done.” I murmured in her ear, kissing it and causing the girl to gasp while tightening her grip on my arms.

“Don’t cum in me.” She breathed. “Not yet. Ah!”

As soon as she said this, I started picking up the pace, giving Faeri hard jackhammer movements as I plowed her pussy. I could feel her cumming around me, and the effect of her incredible body and the strange connection that we seemed to share built me to my breaking point.

“Ahhhh…” I let out a moan.

“Outside… take it out…” Faeri hit my arms.

I grabbed her hips and forced myself deep inside her. Immediately, my penis began to cum deep inside her womb. She let out a cry as she felt the warm seed burst out. Naturally, I did it because she told me not to! This was the only level of vengeance I could take on the woman at this particular moment. However, she didn’t resist or push me away. Instead, she held me tightly, even cumming again herself as she felt it fill her womb.

“Ahn… it’s inside. You… naughty boy… I said not to. I could get pregnant.” Faeri panted in a displeased voice, her head falling back as her body finally started to relax.

She had been clinging tightly to me for nearly an hour. At this moment, all the exhaustion and soreness from fucking on a concrete floor hit the both of us.

“I just gave you what you wanted? Didn’t you want my seed? Have a baby?” I teased the woman under me.

“Nn… not me. For… others…” Faeri spoke those words very lightly, and a moment later her eyes closed.

Did… did she seriously just fall asleep in my arms? This woman truly lacked any preservation at all. Now that my own brain was starting to work and I had released my desires on this woman, I was starting to think about using her as a hostage again. Of course, I was not even sure If I was strong enough to restrain her, let alone make a trade for my sister. If I miscalculated, it could mean major retaliation.

As I thought about what to do with this sleeping person in my arms, my eyes wandered down her body. She had a tattoo of a primrose on the lower corner of her hip. That must be some kind of means of identifying fellow gang members. My fingers traced her lovely body, goosebumps following my fingertips as I guided them down her perfect body.

My hands pulled back in shock when I noticed something sticky and dark on Faeri’s leg. I immediately touched my own penis and felt something similar before I put my hand up to my eyes. There was a distinct iron smell emanating from the dark stuff. It was clearly blood. That would mean that Faeri was a virgin, or very nearly one. Just who was this woman who gave her virginity to me five minutes after we met?

I reached up to grab the mask, my fingers tangling through her midnight black hair. My hand barely touched the edge when her hand sprang up and caught my wrist.

“No peeking…” The girl said, pulling out of my arms and finally standing up.

She grabbed her robes and threw them back over her shoulders while I remained lying on the cold cement floor. I didn’t try to grab her anymore. I could only stare in wonder.

“So, did you enjoy your sister Faeri?” She asked teasingly as she dressed.

“Why did you do this?” I asked.

“Why not? I already pegged you for a siscon. Why else would you have come so far?” Faeri asked as she turned and walked to the door. She stopped right at the door, only tilting back with her head. “I wouldn’t look forward to rescue. The abandoned factory address you were given is just a front. The police will find nothing there. However, you’ve pleased me. I’ll show you your precious Hannah tomorrow. I’ll put you in a cell right next to her even, so she can always see… how you treat your sisters. If you continue to please me, I might even release her, eventually. However, you… you’re mine now.”

“And who are you?” I demanded, finally sitting up.

“I’m just a girl from another world.” She responded.

The color left my face as the door opened and closed, cutting me off in the darkness.

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“Nada… what did she say?” I asked.

“I said you should just call the cops.” A window in the front rolled down and Nada was sitting in the front passenger seat.

“Gah! How long have you been there?” I gave a cry, immediately wiping my face and trying to recover myself.

Nada frowned, ignoring my surprise. “I… wronged you. I know that now. I’m… I’m going back to mom.”

I let out a sigh, relaxing my shoulders. “I think… that’s a good idea.”

Nada gave a nod and after a moment, started talking again. “It’s an abandoned factory downtown. That’s where you’ll find the Primrose.”

“Primrose?”

“That’s what they call themselves. Mostly teenage delinquents… those that couldn’t make it into the academy. They help traffic the drugs, minor extortion, that kind of thing. Their sign is a primrose flower. If you find the flower, you find them.”

“I got it.” I nodded, the logic simple enough.

“They’re not as hardcore or as man-hating as some gangs,” Nada added. “But that’s part of what makes them so dangerous. They’re just a bunch of dumb kids. They’re approachable. Friendly even. Then a few months later you’re eating pussy at market price for another hit…” Nada winced and turned away.

“They took my sister. I absolutely won’t trust them.” I responded simply.

We slowed to a stop, and I could see that we were parked outside of Veris’s home. It looked like Brooke had promised to take her home first. Nada patted herself off and stepped out the car door. However, before she closed it, she turned back and looked in.

“I…” Nada lowered her eyes uncertainly.

“The first time we had sex, we had sex because I wanted to,” I spoke out. “I don’t hate you. Maybe if you cleaned yourself up… I don’t know… if you came back to the mansion… and stayed, we could… I could put a baby in you.”

Nada’s eyes shot up, a look of surprise in her eyes. Clearly, she never would have expected me to offer to give her more seed. This was far, far more than she could ever deserve. Her eyes started to grow teary-eyed, and it looked like she wanted to throw herself at my feet, but our locations in the car prevented it. After taking a deep breath and getting a hold of her emotions, she gave a decisive nod.

“Watch out for Faeri.” She gave me a worried look. “She’s… not innocent like the others. She’s violent, manipulative, and hateful. If you can avoid coming in contact with her, it’d be better.”

“Nada…” I met her eyes one last time. “Thank you…”

Nada nodded a few more times like she didn’t want to leave, but she regretfully closed the door. She continued to watch as the car pulled away. She stood in the sidewalk until we were out of sight, watching the car that seemed to carry her hopes and dreams.

“Another baby?” Brooke asked wryly.

“If it… keeps her from doing drugs again, then it’s worth it.” Brooke raised an eyebrow, so I kept speaking. “We’ve slept together. We’ve shared a bond. I’m not going to be fooled by her again, but that doesn’t mean I want to leave her hanging high and dry. I need sixty women for my harem plan to work, right? Nada used to be an educated woman, she just fell on hard times. She was once pretty. She could be pretty again.”

Brooke gave a snort when I finished. “You’re too nice.”

“Maybe…” I muttered back. “Or maybe this world is just too cruel.”

“It’s the only world we got.” Brooke shrugged.

A wry smile formed on my lips, but I didn’t respond. Yeah, this is just how things are. I heard that a lot in my old world too. It was only now that I’ve seen the world another way that I understood how weak and unconvincing that argument was. Things are the way they are because people made them the way they are. If we wanted things to change. We’d had to change them ourselves.

I closed my eyes and leaned back with a sigh. Charlene always remained silent unless responding to something, and thankfully Brooke could read the mood well enough that she also didn’t say anything. My thoughts were mostly on Hannah. Right now, she’s locked in a room somewhere, dark and cold. Worst, she probably hated me. The last time we had seen each other she ran away in disgust because I was giving everyone but her attention. Now, she’s kidnapped and being used to blackmail me.

Would my dear sister ever come to forgive me? I really didn’t know. Part of the reason I left the way I did was because I felt guilty myself. I had betrayed my sister, and I felt that if I was the one who saved her, then at least she wouldn’t hate me. However, even if I saved her, Hannah could still end up hating me in the end. It turned out, my mother wasn’t the only one that I had taken for granted. Just like I assumed mom could take any abuse, I had assumed my sister would always be there. I reckoned I could focus on Madison because I had plenty of time with Hannah. Only now did I realize how precious that time truly was.

After we had been driving smoothly for some time, I finally opened up my eyes, and immediately raised my eyebrow. We were outside the city, driving away from it. Was the location that Nada gave us so far outside of the city? I didn’t think that was so. My brow furrowed. However, it wasn’t until I saw a familiar fence and gate coming to view that my eyes shot to Brooke. She had a guilty expression on her face, but she met my eyes defiantly.

“What is going on here?” I demanded.

“I’m bringing you home, kid,” Brooke responded.

“Wh-what?” I tried to stand up, hitting my head on the car ceiling and grabbing it. “Damn it! You said it yourself, we’re wasting time!”

“We already got what we needed,” Brooke sighed. “Now you need to stay home and stay safe. I’ve already contacted the authorities. They’ll be waiting to intercept the package at home. Once they intercept it, they’ll make a move at the rendezvous and the factory at the same time. It’s the safest way to protect your sister.”

“No…” I shook my head. “Brooke, they don’t care about her. She’s not a man, so they won’t care!”

“Clyburn, I know your mother has filled your head with those kinds of thoughts.” Brooke’s voice was strained with a tinge of anger. “But it is their job to protect citizens. You are their priority, so be glad they can know you’re safe while they focus on handling the exchange.”

“Charlene,” I turned to the other woman, who turned her head away from me, a guilty look on her face also. “Brooke, this isn’t what we agreed on! You were supposed to be my ally.”

“I’m supposed to do what no one else will, keep you safe and make sure you don’t do anything stupid! I’m the only one concerned about your best interest.” Brooke’s voice was raised now.

“Then, you’re fired!” I shouted back. “It was a mistake to go to you…”

“I refuse!”

“You… you can’t refuse! Charlene, get her out of the car!” Charlene looked out the window, wearing an expression like she wanted to leap through it and take her chances at sixty miles an hour.

“You already put me in your damn heresy thing, now you’re stuck with me, and I will do my job to keep you safe whether you like it or not!” Brooke growled.

“You’re out of the harem!” I said, pointing out the door like I expected her to jump.

“Fine… if you’re done with my services, I’ll just take my severance package!”

“What the hell are you doing?” I shouted as Brooke leaped at me.

“You offered some cum to make my Aiko a baby! Now you better deliver!” Brooke started trying to unbuckle my belt as I fought her off.

“I won’t give it! You can’t make me cum even if you wanted to, you taco bitch!”

“Very well then!” Brooke pulled out a switchblade. “Then I’ll just cut it off and stuff it so Aiko can use it as a toy so she can feel a real penis!”

“You’re fucking crazy!” I shouted, fighting with Brooke in the backseat of the car, while Charlene pretended she wasn’t there in the corner.

I reached out to grab anything I could use as a weapon. My hand ended up caught on her blouse, ripping it open and exposing her breasts and cleavage. Of course, her bra was still on, but with her boobs exposed, my hands immediately went for them. I grabbed her nipples through her bra and twisted hard.

“Arrrrr… you fucking kid!” Brooke shouted grabbing my crotch and squeezing until my balls felt like they were being kicked.

“I… will… not… abandon… my… sister!” I growled through the pain, delivering the most brutal purple nurple I could manage.

“You’re… not!” Brooke snarls through gritted teeth. “I… am… keeping… you… safe. Stop… being an… idiot!”

The car door my head was pushed up against suddenly opened. My upper body fell halfway out of the car. The sudden drop caught Brooke off guard as well, and she fell forward with only my body to grab on to. As a result, her hands grab my shirt and her chest lands on my chin. Flushed and breathing hard, the pair of us looked outside the door, me upside down on the bottom, with Brooke straddling me on top.

“Uh… we’re here…” The driver who opened the door said nervously, trying to keep herself from looking at us while a fiery red blush covered her face.

Nearby, there were siren lights flashing, and two or three police cars sat nearby. It appeared that when the cars were off, they released retractable metal feet like a table that they rested on. There were also a couple of policewomen, and most importantly, Aunt Rose standing worriedly nearby. Everyone was looking with their mouths slightly agape.

Brooke recovered first, rolling her eyes as she got off of me, immediately pulling her blouse over her chest, even though the buttons had been ripped off. I turned around and stood up. Feeling slightly dizzy from being upside down for a moment. Charlene had already escaped the vehicle and went to the policewoman to report everything going on. Many of the policewomen were giving me looks, apparently very excited by the scene they had discovered a man in. It’s not every day they saw a man in the middle of foreplay with a woman, and it’d be the talk of the station for weeks.

“Even in a crisis, my nephew is a bit of a deviant…” Aunt Rose muttered slightly.

I ignored her words as I got out of the car. “Aunt Rose, Hannah…”

Aunt Rose raised a hand to stop me. “Yes, I know. You’ve done well. Brooke has told us everything. You’ve made both me and your mother worry greatly. When she gets out of the hospital tomorrow, she’s going to have quite a few words for you.”

“No… I mean… I have to go to Hannah…”

Aunt Rose gave me a sympathetic look. “I know you want to help, Clyburn, but the best thing you can do is let the police handle it, okay? You’re not a hero from some story. Just stay inside with us. They’ll get Hannah back.”

“That’s what I tried to tell the brat, maybe he’ll listen to reason now.”

“You tried to cut off my dick!” I shouted, pointing at Brooke accusingly.

“You misheard,” Brooke said it with such an absolute straight face that even I almost wanted to doubt myself.

I ignored Brooke’s childishness. She was probably acting that way just to distract me. Maybe that’s why she let me go down on that other woman too. She was just trying to mislead me. Amuse me like a child. Keep me out of any real danger while allowing me to feel just a bit of thrill. In the end, I hadn’t truly accomplished anything. I looked at Aunt Rose’s sympathetic eyes and Brooke’s stubborn looks.

Many of the police ladies were looking at me too. They had the same kind of eyes as the ambulance women. I was like an antelope that had wandered in front of a pack of lions. If it had made my skin crawl before, now it just made me angry. I turned and walked away. As to the direction I walked, it wasn’t like I was being given a choice there. I headed back into the mansion. There was less security in the mansion, but Charlene has resumed her role as my shadow. I was once again trapped in my prison, unable to do anything. I couldn’t protect anyone.

I went into my room and closed the door. At the very least, Charlene wouldn’t follow me in there. However, it was a room with no escape. The door into mom’s adjacent room was locked. The window was actually nailed shut, making it impossible to open. All I could do was lie in bed. As soon as I did, however, I felt something under the covers. I got up and pulled them off. There was a manila envelope sitting hidden. How long had it been here? The police must have not searched my room. Well, there was no reason to. How would someone get into my room when the entire mansion was secure? They were waiting for a delivery to come to the mansion. How would they ever expect the package to already be here?

I picked up the envelope and opened it. Just as expected, a single note came in. The note was in handwriting I recognized. It was written in Hannah’s bubbly script. It also looked to have some stains on it. One of them looked like blood.

Dear Brother,

They told me to write this telling you to come to 4321 Ferris Pine in the city and go into the back alley. If you do, you’ll see me again. Be there by 8:00 pm. No police. If you don’t come, they will… just don’t come, brother… don’t come… don’t worry about me.

Hannah

My hands trembled as I read the note, and a moment later a drop of liquid struck it. I realized that tears were falling down my cheeks. I should have given this to the police. I should. However, this was a world that prized men, not women. They didn’t care about saving my sister. Even if the police girls out front were thinking that if they were the one to save my sister, maybe I’ll fuck them in appreciation, it didn’t feel like enough. I needed to go there. If I was caught, then the police would spare no expense saving me. I left the note on my bed so they could find it after I left.

I looked out the window. The flashing lights of the police assaulted my eyes. I could see Brooke and Aunt Rose talking to a policewoman who was nodding. My window faced the front of the house, even if I could kick it open, I would be caught by the time I reached the bottom. I needed a bedroom that did not face the front of the house. That’s right, Hannah’s bedroom has a window that faced out the back corner! I headed out my door.

“Clyburn.” Charlene gave a nod.

“I’m going to Hannah’s room,” I said. “Maybe there is something there that would give us a clue.”

Charlene let out a rare expressive sigh. “The police have checked her room.”

My hands tightened and I straightened my back. “Even so… look, I’ll go crazy if I can’t do something. At least let me try…”

The desperation in my eyes was genuine even if the words I said were false. Charlene gave a nod after a moment and I let out a silent breath of relief. She took me to Hannah’s room, and once again I closed the door on her. She probably assumed I’d fall on Hannah’s bed and cry myself to sleep or something. However, I had completely different plans in mind.

I immediately went to Hannah’s window, only to find that it wasn’t nailed shut like my own. It looked like mom only gave me that kind of treatment. Her window opened rather easily, so I carefully lifted it without making a noise. Looking out the window, I let out another surprised noise. It was very lucky. Her window seemed to sit in a little alcove that hid it from eyes. More than that, there appeared to be a trellis structure built alongside the house to hold flowers. It looked scalable. I didn’t hesitate to swing my leg out the window and grab onto the structure. It seemed to creek angrily under my grip, but I still worked my way down it, only getting pricked by thorns three times on the climb from the second level to the floor. Once my feet hit the ground, I moved into a crouch.

Most of the security patrolled the borders, so they weren’t near the mansion. The cops were in the front yard, waiting on the package, and didn’t seem all that concerned about running security detail. I guess they weren’t expecting me to try to flee. The location I went to was the garage. The garage was detached and actually a ways away from the mansion in a separate building. Naturally, when we wanted to drive, a car and driver were fetched for us, so there was very little reason to have an ugly garage in the same space as the mansion.

This benefited me greatly today as there was no one near the garage. Better still, the keys to the car were left in the garage. Of course, the garage was locked, meaning I had to smash a window to get inside. I used a rock, unlocked the door, and went to the car key lockbox which was never locked. I had no eyes for cars, so I merely picked the first key I saw. We had three cars in all. The limousine still parked in front of the mansion, a car with high safety ratings that I’m supposed to use to learn how to drive when I turned 18, the legal driving age limit in this world. The last one was my dad’s car. It was wrapped with a dusty car cover.

When I tried to unlock the car using the key, it was dad’s car that beeped. I threw off the cover to find a car that looked very stylish. It had leather seats and blue flames on the side. Best of all, it was dark. I was never a car guy, but it looked like my dad might have been. I gave out a little whistle as I jumped into the driver seat. The security wouldn’t know what to make of this car suddenly bursting out of the property. Noone would expect me to know how to drive, but with 35 years of experience I could figure this out! With luck, I’ll be awhile away before the police even know what happened.

The one big disadvantage of the hover cars I noticed as I turned it on was that to move from the standing state to idle took a good minute. That meant none of the police cars were ready to chase me. Police had to stay hovering in idle when they were waiting to turn on their lights. With the cars off, they were helpless.

I turned the hover car on and started moving out. With the lights off, the car produced very little noise. They were incredibly stealthy in this world. Thus, I was able to sneak past the police blockade without being noticed by anyone. I very slowly drove up to the gate leading out of the property. There was someone at the gate. As soon as I hit the gate, I wouldn’t be able to sneak any longer. I took a breath, but right before I hit the gas, which I didn’t even know if it was called gas in this world, I noticed that the car had a phone system.

A new idea circled through my head, I moved the car into the bushes, and then dialed the number to the security gate which I had memorized one day on a whim. The phone lines were all interconnected, so assuming this was on the network, then I could message any other phone almost like a walkie-talkie.

“Help!” I cried out, trying to give a feminine voice. “Some gangsters have broken through a side gate and are currently descending on the mansion! Everyone to the mansion!”

I held my breath as soon as I finished. If my rouse didn’t work, I’d floor the gas and hope for the best. A moment later, the gate room opened up and the woman inside ran out, her walkie-talkie in hand. With the police coming and Hannah being kidnapped, it looked like she was deprived of sleep and her nerves were frayed. She hadn’t thought to double check before abandoning her post. I let out a relieved breath as she ran by.

I didn’t wait too long though as I hit the gas. The gate actually auto-opened for the right vehicles, so I didn’t need to do anything but approach the gate, causing it to open. There was a proximity sensor that noted the gate was opening, but I didn’t know how much they checked it. At the very least, I bought myself a few minutes. Thus, I slammed the gas and sped out of my home, obtaining freedom once again.

I drove twice the speed limit, blazing down the road. I kept expecting to see sirens blazing from behind as I was being chased, but when the city came into view, I had yet to see anyone. My plan worked as well as I had hoped, and soon I was in the city.

The light was starting to wane, and the sun was setting. It was then I realized that this car had no GPS. I became very lost very quickly. I asked for directions three times. As to seeing a 14-year-old driving a car, not a single woman noticed. The only thing they saw was a man pulling up to them. As soon as they found out they could help a man, they became incredibly excited and helpful. A few pushed their phone numbers on me, and one even suggested we go back to her place. I ignored them all, slowly making my way to the rendezvous point given to me.

When I finally pulled up in front of the abandoned alleyway at the address given, it was nearly dark out. I let out a breath as the last of the sunlight disappeared. I had made it here with a few minutes to spare. Now, it was time to do the only thing I could for my sister. I got out of the car and left it there. Looking down the dark alley, I tightened my fist and followed the path. It was something I had to do.

I heard some kind of movement in the shadows, but I didn’t bring a flashlight to shine my way. In the end, I could only just fall right into their trap. For Hannah… I had to do this for Hannah.

A cloaked figure emerged from the darkness. They had a mask on their face, it looked like a blank theater mask that covered half her face, completely white except for dark eyes. She had midnight black hair, but the rest of her features were completely obscured by the baggy clothing.

“You actually came?” The voice came out distorted, it was the same voice on the video. “What are you, stupid? Hahahaha…”

The voice bent over laughing like my presence was a complete joke.

“I came alone. Where is my sister?” I demanded.

“Your sister?” The mysterious figure tapped the lip of their mask. “I wonder…”

“You bastard. I did what you asked. Now let her go.”

“Hah? Did we say anything about letting her go?”

I took a step forward. “If you touch her, I swear to god, I’ll kill you!”

The form started laughing once again. “Hahaha… you’re funny. I like you…”

“I’m not joking!” I growled, my hand pulling out a knife, the same switchblade from Brooke which I had pocketed secretly after our exchange. “Give her back to me! She’s mine!”

For the first time, the figure gasped as I lunged at her with the knife in my hand. She leapt back smoothly, avoiding my slash, but she also looked very flustered and surprised. A man caring so much for a woman in this world might seem strange to some. However, this woman was my sister, I wouldn’t let them hurt her. This woman must have been Faeri. If I could capture Faeri, maybe I could use her to get my sister back.

Those thoughts ended an instant later when something hard struck me in the side of the head. I found myself going from swinging forward to falling to my side. Someone else had been behind me and had used that second to strike. It felt like a bat or something. I stared up dizzily as I felt the knife being pulled from my hand. The masked Faeri was staring down at me.

“Tsk… tsk… you’re an interesting boy, Clyburn.  Welcome to your new family. We’ll take good care of you. You and your… Hannah… as well. Hahahahaha…”

My vision finally failed and my mind descended into darkness followed by that maniacal laughter.

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