Dune

Since I could remember I was always lesser, never good enough, never deserving.

This was because my older brother was the one meant for glory. Everyone believed it yo be since the day he was born. The clan of the Shifters were a lesser elven clan but we had our own blessing in the form of the moon goddesses blessing of glory: one of our clan and one only would be blessed with the ability to change into any animal, the ability to heal almost all wounds, the ability to partial transform, heightened speed, power and strength as well as calling those of nature to their needs. This person is worshipped by the clan as they are the chosen one of the moon goddess, to be loved and cherished till they pass and the power is transferred to the next chosen.

So when the last holder of glory passed everyone believed my older brother would be chosen, he was smart and kind, extremely handsome and loved by everyone. He was my mothers pride and joy so when I was born I was taking her time away from him. I was a toddler when the abuse started, she would tell me how I deserved the pain and that I should learn to love it since that would be all I deserve since i was disrespecting the moon goddesses by taking her away from my brother. My father and brother were non-the wiser, when asked about the bruises and cuts I made excuses.

My father began to become suspicious when the wounds never stopped and I became more and more withdraw as I hot older and the wounds got worse. My mother never allowed me to participate in the ceremony of ages where the next holder if glory was chosen and I would be sent on random tasks that would take me days away and when I would return their would still be no new holder and my mother would comfort my brother telling him that soon he would be chosen, it was just a matter of time and when his body was ready.

The 10000's year we’d had without a chosen came and my mother was particularly mean, the amount of blood pooling in my room would be hard to explain but it didn’t matter to her in that moment. When my father and brother came home from hunting the smell of copper was suffocating but my mother had already sent me away on another long errand for the clan chief that had came directly from the king: find the one in solace and plead our case for his assistance in a coming war.

I didn’t care that it was almost a months journey or that I had no real way to convince him or that I as an adolescent should have never been sent since it was rumored he fed on our kind, no all that mattered was that I wouldn’t see her for a whole month!!

The territory of the reclusive person was littered with animal skulls and bones, it looked as if all life had been wiped from the area, even the dark woods before me looked gnarled and twisted as if ready to pull the life from anyone who dared enter.
I entered. If I was lucky he’d kill me and my bones would join those of those poor animals.

I wandered aimlessly through the woods not really sure which way I was meant to go as the directions given to me by the chieftain stopped at the woods entrance until I heard the sound of birds. Birds, chirping and  squeaks of animals followed by the sound of running water. I followed that hoping for a sip of cool water on my part he’d lips since I was sent with no good or water on my journey but I had learned at a young age to scavenge.

Breaking into a clearing I was blinded by the sun that broke through a break in the trees illuminating a beautiful cottage that looked as if it was formed out of a huge hollow tree, even stranger was the amount of animals and birds surrounding the place, they were all happy and playing while a tall man stood reading while absent-mindedly petting a 12 point stag.
 
He was mesmerizing, an air of elegance and danger surrounded him and I wanted, just for a moment to be treated as softly as he was treating the stag.

My foot slid into the clearing and it was as if a signal had been sent, all the animals stopped and stared at me non-to kindly. I knew they would all attack me, my body began to shiver slightly as the thought of more pain but just then my stomach decided to growl obnoxiously load making the man look up from his book. He stared at me for a long moment before turning away and telling me to enter, with that word the animals ignored me and went back to being happy not scary creatures.

As the man prepared some really good smelling soup for me I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, his long fingers moved expertly at their tasks while his long blond hair shimmered and glowed witg some unknown magic and he had the gravest eyes had ever seen. He was perfectly every part of him, even the extremely long fangs that showed ever time his deep smooth voice left his lips.
I had never had a crush before, never having felt any connection or pull until now and my brain short circuited.

Over the next few days I came to learn his name was Zayan, he was the only one of his kind a Vampiric. He declined the invitation from the kind saying he had lived through enough war and it had taken enough from him, he had no interest in it nor the king.
I on the other hand was welcome to stay until the blood moon at which I would have to leave. I of course agreed! The blood moon wasn’t for another month and I could use the excuse that I was simply trying to convince him to join the kings cause.

Over the next month I learned that the animals willingly gave themselves up to him when his hunger grew to much but he only ever drank from those already about to pass either due to illness or old age and the woods would move the bones to the surrounding area outside if it. They had their own ecosystem with him at the middle, I also found out that he loses control and kills without discrimination on the blood moon, the animals had learned long ago to stay way during that time. They adored him even knowing what he was capable of and so did I.

Slowly he opened up to me and me to him, I told him about my mother and the daily pain and he told me about his emptiness and depression. He told me one day that the moon goddesses told him I was the chosen one and we needed to do the ceremony so I could receive the blessing and he became very angry when I refused.

It was our first argument and it ended with him telling me to leave, he couldn’t be around someone who didn’t value their gifts. I stood outside his door in the dark bawling till he opened the door and hugged me. That night I participated in the coming of age ceremony along away from my tribe in the moonlight forest and I received the gift of glory, when the high of energy left me I was so excited I ran to Zayan and hugged him tight while thanking him then I kisses him.

I felt his shock as he initially tried to pull away but I pleaded with him not to leave me and he stayed pulling me flush against him as he deepened the kiss.
 
 That day I became a man in more then way day and for a while we were both happy we decided I’d go home to my village on the blood moon then return and I would live out my days with him at my side in our woods , nothing could break my euphoria or so I thought.

 Nearing the end of the month a day before the blood moon, my stuff was already for the trip home and I sat on the counter while my lover made me food to take on the long travel along with an amulet for transportation (I didn’t know but my mother could have given me one and it would have brought me to the bone yard not that I cared, I enjoyed the time away).
As he passes me I grabbed his arm and kissed him and the food was soon forgotten as the kiss slowly morphed into a full blown makeout session. I pulled my hair to the side knowing he would bite me when just as he came and I wanted the overwhelming feeling of pleasure his bites caused me, safe to say I was addicted tho he refused to do it more then once every other week. I cam as soon as I felt his fangs slide into my neck, the hearty feeling of pain and pleasure sent me into a pulsing moaning mess and I heard him grunt above me as I clenched around him as I spasmed  around him. Life was perfect.

At an hour before the blood moon was to rise I kissed him good night and opened the door to leave only to smell intruders, I called to the animals in the woods but was met with silence then the smell of heavy flood and fur hit me. I turned to yell for Zayan to go, run hide as he stepped out of the house asking what was the matter when I was struck by an electric attack.
My screams were drowned out by Zayans angry cry as the kings men left the forest line.

“Great one apologies for the attack we were unsure what to expect as everything since we entered had tried to kill us.” The king said whining blood from his hands and walking past my prone body to Zayan. “I had sent an envoy but had not heard back and the mother of the dolt said he was incompetent so I decided to come myself.” He said while putting his hand out for Zayan to shake.

Zayan didn’t move, I could feel the anger flowing from him to the forest around him and the forest responded, branches whipped and grabbed the kings men ripping their bodies in tow before flinging them around spraying the rest with their life essence before a demonic animalistic cry left Zayans mouth, his fangs were so much longer then I’d ever seen and his once grey eyes the deepest red I had ever seen, it was a blood bath after that, he moved so fast I couldn’t see him all I saw was the bodies falling, the screams and so much blood. He gorged himself wringing the bodies before throwing them away like nothing. Then he went for the king.

The king ran screaming before he lifted me up a d threw me at him, I knew in this state he was to far gone to realize it me and this would be my death, the pain was immense but it also felt good, unlike the others who he had torn apart he chomped my neck and tore it open.

I was ok with it, to die by my loves hands was after all my first wish, I just wish I had more time with him.

 i could feel him fighting his urges as I carded my hands through his hair, my body was relaxed while his was tight and shaking witg his efforts to pull away. Slowly I became cold and wasn’t able to keep my arms around his neck nor keep my arm up to be able to run my fingers through his hair, then my eyesight started to fade and I heard him pull away and scream. I wanted to tell him it’s OK, it didn’t hurt to much and I over him but my body wouldn’t listen, everything faded and I was floating in a sea of black for what seemed like ages, it was so peaceful.

When I opened my eyes I was surrounded in a wall of thorny flowers laying on a pail of animal furs, the fur of all the animals that loved me and Zayan and had given their lives for us, I was shaken as I stumbled off the pile of clothes and made my way through them to a small opening that was covered in glass, it opened easily as if waiting for me to wake up.

Outside of the little oasis was nothing but pure carnage, bodies littered the once Gorgeous clearing, the house was destroyed and burning and yhe forest was nothing but an empty shell of dead trees, the only thing that was of any beauty was the circular wall of thorny flowers.

My tomb.

On the outside in blood he had wrote: I am sorry my beloved. You shall always be protected here even from me..

I had searched and searched for him but he was nowhere. I traveled back to my home town to find my father and brother in tears and my mother cold as always, I had been gone three months after the carnage of the kings men and the king (the only surviving witness) had said that I was murdered by Zayan but didn’t tell them how or why.
It didn’t matter. No one would believe me anyway.

After that my father took over my care refusing to leave me along with my mother I was forced to go hunting with my father and brother, I honestly didn’t hate it but nothing could cure me if my melancholy. During a high point in my depression I pleaded to stay home, I couldn’t find the energy to move let alone breath through my tears, seeing how much pain I was in my father agreed but promised he’d be home super fast.

It wouldn’t have matter, as soon as the door to put house shut my mother burst into my room screaming at me. I didn’t have the energy to be bothered and ignored her. It shocked her into a frenzied, never had I disrespected her. Never had I not cowered in fear of her, she stabbed me 34 times with my fathers shearing knife, I didn’t fight her, it felt… good like when Zayan would bite me and on the 35 blow my father had came in Screaming with my brother.

I truly don’t recall what happened during or after the confrontation bit I know my father learned of the history of my abuse and they all learned at that moment as my body began to stich itself together that I was the one to receive the goddesses blessing.

My mother fell to her knees only saying: “but it isnt you, your brothers meant to be chosen” over and over while my brother and father stared in awe touching my face and arms gently.

My mother was imprisoned for her crimes against the blessed and I was treated like a treasure.
 
It was horrid.

No one would dare hurt me, no one would spar with me either and I quickly found out that if i injury myself I feel nothing, no pain no pleasure Nothing. So when the kings men came asking for the chosen to fight in his war I gladly agreed, my goal was to eventually kill the king but until them I would get all my pleasure in battle.

I never thought one day my love would come back to me or that he would bring along a new lover seemingly having forgotten me and his life here but it was him nonetheless and he and his hybrid said they liked me.
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My eyes glance over to them both Mayan and Kane as I watched them prepare for departure, having somehow convinced everyone that they belonged and had to travel with me. They were perfect together, so beautiful.

‘Made for each other’ my brain said and the pain that shot through me was NOT the good type.

“shh I don’t want you to scare him away again"

“I didn’t scare him away! He ran from meeee"

"Mayan... that's scaring him away"

There voices while low sounded unusually close, when I turned my head to where they last were I was shocked they weren’t there anymore, glancing around I jumped to see them both on the opposite side standing so close I felt the heat of the hybrid through my shirt.

The hybrid gave me a shy smile while Mayans eyes devoured me until the hybrid elbowed him in the ribs.

“That’s exactly why he ran away before! Stop eating him with your eyes!” Kane said

“I’m not eating him with my eyes, my love im fucking him with my eyes!” Mayan said with a boyish smile that both looked charming and sinister as he hugged Kane from behind,, locked eyes with me and then slowly thrusted him hard enough to make him gasp them moan.

It was hot, too hot. I was hard and must have made some sort of embarrassing noise because both their eyes dilated and Kane began to grope Mayan through his pants.

“ God’s Mayan I want to fuck him too *mmhhn* he so perfect! Our beloved" Kane whispered as he rolled his hips against Mayan.

“our Dune, Our love, our beloved" Mayan whispered load enough for only is to hear and I couldn’t stop the shakes that rocks my body nor the hard on the tightened my pants to the point of pain which made it all the better or my breath coming in short bursts as I imagined them both taking me.
So I ran.

“Dang it Mayan! You scared him off again!!!” Was the last I heard as I turned into an eagle and hid.