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Silver
by SupMario

Chapter 7

I woke up in a small cold cell that smelled bad.  I was wearing
nothing but my trousers and boots, and some kind of strange collar was
around my neck.  It was some kind of leather and I couldn't remove it.
Okay, first things first.  The cell door was locked and I knew just
how to fix that.  My flame arrow spell should fix that offending door
nicely.

I stood back and cast the spell at the door but nothing happened.  I
tried again and each time I did, the leather collar vibrated slightly.
It was keeping me from doing any magic, damn!

Things could be worse, I suppose.  I couldn't give any particular
examples right then, but I was reasonably sure of it.  As I sat there
feeling particularly sorry for myself, the cell door slowly opened and
a small goblin-like creature stepped its head in the cell, pointing a
sharp-looking spear at me.

"You come now, Mistress see you now."  It grunted towards the
corridor, and I stood up and walked in the direction it indicated.
Time to have a little heart to heart with that witch lady and find out
why she had taken me captive.  I just wanted to resume my journey to
find Raven.

The little goblin led me through a maze of passages and I saw many
other humans, elves, and dwarves being led in groups or pairs down
other passages.  Before I could really get a good look at any of them
however, we arrived at what can only be described as a throne room for
some really demented person.

There were statues all over the place giving the place an eerie
feeling.  The creepy thing about the statues was that most of them had
horribly frightened looks on their faces, as if they were warding off
some terrible curse, or something.  At the other end of the room was a
raised dais which stood a tall black throne.  

Sitting there was Fyre, as she had called herself.  She was still
dressed head to toe in black leather, but now wore my silver cloak
around her.  She sat there flipping through my spellbook looking bored
as I approached.

As I neared her, the little goblin came up beside me and grunted
something I didn't catch and she dismissed it with a flick of her
wrist.  It quickly vanished into the shadows and I was alone with her.

"Looking good handsome, interesting reading material you've got here."
She waved my spellbook at me, grinning sweetly.  

"Why am I being held against my will?  I only wanted shelter from the
rain.  What you do in your own home is your business.  I'm on a quest
and want to get back to it."

She gestured at me.  "Do tell.  I suppose your searching for your one
true love, right?"

"Well actually, to be honest, yes.  That's exactly it.  How did you
know?"

She rolled her eyes at me and frowned.  "I was being sarcastic."

"I wasn't,"  I said with a serious expression.

Her eyes grew wide for a moment, then she paused in thought.  "Your
serious?"

I nodded my head.

"Well whatever,"  She pulled the homing ruby out of a pocket and held
it up to the light to examine it.  "But please explain what this
little bauble is for, it radiates enchantment, but I've been unable to
ascertain its function."

"It's a homing gem.  That's how I'm tracking Ra-um, my love.  I was on
my way to finding her when the rain started pouring and I simply
sought shelter from the rain.  Now will you please give me back my
property and let me depart?"

She looked me over and grinned lopsidedly at me.  "I see the truth in
your statements.  However, no one enters my dungeon and leaves without
paying a price.  Would you be willing to give up the gem for your
freedom?"

"You know very well that I need that!  I had with me a small pouch of
gold on my belt.  I'll give you that if you give me my freedom."

"Never again return to my domain."

She took a small bag out from somewhere and returned all my things to
me, including my spellbook and homing gem.  

"What about this collar?"

"It will disappear once you leave.  It's just to make sure you stay
sociable until you leave."  She grinned and led me down the passages
until we were at the entrance to her cave.  Just as she promised, the
collar evaporated as I stepped out into the sunny forest.

I turned to say farewell but she was already gone.  I looked at the
gem and it pointed me in the right direction and I headed around the
face of the hill and began traveling through the forest, glad to be
underway once more.  Really, I'd successfully found a warm place to
sleep for the night and I wasn't any worse for ware.  Sure I was
penniless now, but at least I could cast spells again.

I used the gem and followed its directions, and gradually, over the
days that passed, as I got closer to Raven the gem glowed brighter and
brighter.  I had just entered a small clearing when the gem grew so
bright that it momentarily blinded me in its intensity, and then an
instant later, the gem crumbled to dust.

Great, now what?  Did that mean Raven was right here somewhere?  I
looked around and found myself in a small clearing.  A small stone
stairway led right into the ground and several stone statues huddled
around the top of the stairs.  They were really weird statues too.
Not your typical artistic poses, but horribly frightened creatures
seemingly attempting to flee from some horrible fate.  They looked
very similar to the statues I'd seen in Fyre's 'throne room.'

Wonderful imagery, since I had to go down there anyway.  I took one
more look at the grotesque statues and headed down the stairs into the
unknown darkness awaiting me.  I walked down the steps for several
minutes as the light grew dimmer and dimmer and soon found myself in
near darkness.  I quickly cast a light spell and it brightened the
place considerably.

I took a look around.  I stood in a large stone chamber relatively
cubic, and corridors led off to the left and right.  All over the
place, more of the statues littered the place, some with frightened
expressions on their faces, some with sad ones.  One in particular
that stood out from the rest was a huge statue of a dragon.  It looked
like it was ready to pounce on something, and I was sure glad it was
just a statue!

Which way to go?  Left or right.  Well, I didn't have a coin to flip,
so I just headed down the right tunnel looking at the statues as I
walked along.  Whoever lived must like statues, or perhaps was a
sculptor.  That would make sense.  As I walked further, I began to get
a prickly feeling on the back of my neck, and I felt like I was being
watched.  I looked around quickly but saw nothing.

I walked several more yards before coming to a small jewel-studded
door that was imbedded in the north end of the corridor.  Common sense
told me it would probably be better if I didn't go in there, but my
curiosity got the better of me and I reached out and turned the door
knob, the door swinging inward slowly.  Inside was a small study of
some sort.  Bookshelves lined the walls, and a wooden desk sat in one
corner with a recliner stuffed in another.  

That wasn't what caught my attention.

A computer, of all things, was sitting on top of the desk, looking
extremely out of place.  

But that wasn't what caught my attention either.

A hooded dark figure sat in front of the computer, grinning evilly at
me.  I couldn't see much under the hood except the feminine lips
grinning at me.  It was a witch or sorceress or something of the sort,
and it looked like she meant mischief.

And as intriguing as she was, that wasn't what grabbed my attention
either.

There stood Raven, huddling in the far corner, looking frightened out
of her wits.  But it was a stone statue.  And suddenly a horrible
realization hit me.  Silver had died supposedly my a Medusa.  Stone
statues everywhere.

Oh shit!  I quickly backed out of the door and slammed the door shut
behind me, fumbling with my spellbook, looking for that 'protection
from gazes' spell.  I found it and cast it just as the woman flung
open the door and kicked me in the stomach, sending me flying back
against the opposite wall, momentarily stunned as the air rushed out
of me.  

She came up to me, leaned down in front of me and took off the hood,
exposing her face to me.  Even though I had cast the spell protecting
me from that deadly gaze of hers, I was still apprehensive about
looking into her eyes but when I did I was taken aback.  She was
beautiful.  Oh sure, she was evil, her head of hair was really snakes
and she most probably wanted me dead, but still she really was
beautiful.  She had bright green eyes that went with her green hair
(the snakes) quite nicely.

My studious examining of her facial features instead of me turning
instantly to stone must have really pissed her off, because she
frowned after a minute or two and cast some kind of spell of her own.
Then, her spell completed, she spoke for the first time.

"You've managed to protect yourself from my gaze, but you'll cast no
other magic while your in my home.  Now come with me, we need to talk.
I see no reason we can't be civilized about this."  She stood up and
reached a gloved hand out to me, wanting me to walk with her.  Oh
sure, deadly enemy one minute, dinner date the next.  Right.  This was
one messed up lady, I'll tell you that.  Still, without my magic I was
pretty helpless, so I might as well play along until I find a way out
of this mess.

I took her offered hand and stood up, bowing slightly.  "Paul Silver
at your service."

---------

Arianna and I had shared a room that night at the inn and when we
heard Paul screaming we ran into his room and found Paul in his bed
covered in blood.  Raven was curled up in one corner of the bed, a
look of horror and disbelief on her face as she looked at the damage
she'd done to Paul.  She started crying and ran out of the room and we
let her go, too worried about Paul to notice her leaving.  

Lucky for us, Arianna found a healer or something and he gave this
world's equivalent of an ambulance ride to some temple thing which, by
the way Arianna explained it, sounded like a hospital to me.  While
the two of them were  doing their magic thing I went out of the room
and found Raven in our room, on one of the beds, sobbing and shouting
at herself.

I went in and tried to calm her down, wanting to know what had
happened.  I managed to get the basic idea of what had happened.
Apparently the part of her that's a tiger had been uninhibited by all
the alcohol she'd drank.  She said she didn't know it would affect her
like that.  But after I'd gotten that much our of her she ran out of
the room and ran out of the inn.  Before I could even think of
following her, Arianna came and got me and we went to this temple
place with the healer guy.

We got there and Paul was rushed off somewhere and Arianna paid them
some huge amount of some kind of money and they assured us he'd be
fine.  Well, I'd had it with this world and told Arianna that I wanted
to go back to my world.  She did something with her hands and suddenly
I was standing in my bedroom.  Wow, great aim.  I went downstairs and
told Aunt Sophie that I was back.  I looked at my watch, it was almost
suppertime.

I walked in the kitchen and found her about to fix dinner.  I told her
Paul and Raven had decided to visit with Arianna for a while and that
they wouldn't be back in time for supper.  We talked as I helped her
fix supper for the two of us and Dad and I told her about our trip to
Raven and Arianna's world minus the part about Paul getting hurt.
Arianna had assured me he'd be fine so I trusted her and decided Aunt
Sophie didn't need to hear about it.  After supper I went up to my
room and checked my email on my computer and found an email waiting
for from Jackie.  Jackie lived several miles over and we were the best
of friends.  I called her and we talked for a while.
 
She said her folks were going on a trip and she had some free time to
come visit if I wanted her to.  It sounded great so replied to her
email and told her to head on over as soon as possible. It was
settled,  she'd be over tomorrow by mid-morning.  I began wondering
about the difference in time between our world and the fantasy one.
Obviously time went by quicker in the fantasy world, because you can
spend a week or two over there and only a few minutes will have gone
by here.  But the maddening thing about it was that the same should
hold true for the other way around.

A couple hours over here should logically correspond to a few months
over there at the very least, but Paul and Arianna had already proved
that to be wrong.  I put all thoughts of the fantasy world out of my
mind and got out my diary and wrote of today's events in it.  I pulled
out the ring Grevlok gave me in case I wanted to get back to visit
Arianna and Paul.  Maybe I'd tell Jackie about all this.  I bet she'd
love it over there.  She'd finally be able to use all those muscles
for something other than lifting weights.  I could just see her
stomping around in a leotard squashing monsters left and right.  I
giggled hysterically at the mental image I'd evoked.  I *could* see
her doing that, it made it that much funnier.

I went to bed still chuckling at the thought and had an incredibly
weird dream revolving around Jackie and Arianna and woke up with
Jackie sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling at me.   

"Good morning, Di."  She leaned forward and kissed me tenderly.  

"Wow, good morning!  When did you get here?"  I sat up in bed, the
sheets falling away from my body exposing my small breasts to Jackie.


"Just now, your Mom and Dad are out painting or something so we have
the place all to ourselves."  She dove down onto my chest and locked
her lips over my left nipple, sucking gently as she carressed my upper
body.  I let out a contented sigh and lay my head back, completely
surrendering to her loving attentions.

Jackie and I had been lovers for years, although our parents knew none
of it.  We didn't think our parents knew, but neither of us dated boys
since we were completely content with each other.  We were planning on
moving in with each other after high school and attending the same
college together.  Suddenly my thought process came to shuddering halt
as my body exploded in orgasm.  Jackie had moved her attentions to my
nether regions and she was feasting on my sex like a starved woman.  

I writhed on the bed and moaned as she continued her assault on my
senses.  I was in heaven.  Soon however, I couldn't take any more, and
I pulled her up onto me and kissed her savagely, my tongue dwelving
deeply into hers.  She had been lifting weights since she was ten and
had more muscles than I could count bulging everywhere.

She was a goddess and I felt so lucky that she loved me as much as I
loved her.  She lay beside me and we cuddled and kissed some more
while I came back to reality.

"Diane, do you have some cousin visiting?  There was some blonde girl
on the porch with your Mom and Dad when I got here.  Who is she?"

Jackie mentioning my Mom made something inside me snap and before I
could answer, I was sobbing in her arms.  It was several minutes
before she calmed me down enough to get anything out of me.  Finally I
managed to pull myself together and explained about Mom dying and Aunt
Sophie coming to live with us along with Paul.

I also explained, in detail, about Arianna's world and her.

"Let's get dressed and go down and talk to her.  I'll introduce you.
She's an elf you know!"

As we were getting dressed, Jackie looked at me questioningly.  "Elf?"

"Ya, you know, pointy ears and all that."  We went downstairs and
found the three of them on the front porch, Aunt Sophie painting Dad
while Arianna sat and watched.  Aunt Sophie greeted us without loking
up from her painting and Dad looked over and smiled at us.  Arianna
motioned us over and we walked out onto the grass of the front lawn
and sat down beside her.

"Good morning Diane.  Who's your friend here?"

I introduced Arianna to Jackie and they greeted each other warmly,
obviously pleased with each other.  

Arianna leaned me over a bit and whispered to me, "Does she know about
you know what?  I have some news..."  I told her I'd told Jackie
everything and that she could trust her.  She smiled and sat back up.

"Good, well Paul's gone to look for Raven and Grevlok helped him make
a homing gem so Paul could find her.  He's been gone now for over two
months and we haven't had any news from him and we were worried when
Grevlok and I couldn't get a good fix on him.  Our tracking spell
hasn't been able to get anything but static so far.  That could mean
trouble."

Just then we heard a thud behind us and we looked around to see Aunt
Sophie standing behind us.  "What are you saying?  Paul's in trouble?
Why didn't you tell me!"  She sat down beside us and said "continue."

Arianna did.  "We have a way to track Paul down, but it'll take
someone directly related to him for it to work.  Sophie I was going to
ask Diane to help, but quite frankly we'd get the job done a lot
quicker if you were the one to actually use the talisman, you being
his mother and all.  Its dangerous enough that Grevlok is going with
us.  Perhaps with you and Diane both there, it will work even faster.
We can but try."

Aunt Sophie looked at me and stood up.  "Let me explain this to your
father and then we'll go, all right?  Wait just a minute."  She walked
up the steps and consulted Dad who had been watching us intently.
After she was done, Dad stood up and walked over to us.  "No way I'm
missing out on this."  He said with a crooked grin.  We stood in a
circle and held hands while Arianna spelled us over into her world.

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