Fire. I could feel it burning through my neck. The heat it radiates leaves me breathless as I hold my neck. My hands do not feel the fire but the burning sensation still moves through.
“Argh!”
A shout that would normally alert Sylvia but she should be fired. The fire burns through my throat going into me. I flail in the bed but the burns are only focused on my neck and nowhere else. The situation baffles me and returns clarity to my mind. Why is only my neck burning? I lay down on the bed and calm myself. The burning sensation has not ceased but I can now understand that this is only something in my mind. I focus myself and endure.
“Whew. It is finally gone.”
Eventually, the burning sensation eases and disappears immediately. I look at my hands that were touching my neck. They remain as perfect as ever with their smooth skin and delicate touch. I check my feet and they are in pristine condition. Checking everywhere I can see, there seems to be no changes to my body except for one. Looking at my immaculate self in the mirror, a scar has now appeared around my neck. It is a perfect circle around my throat. This scar is new but what could have caused it?
“Miss Athena?”
“Come in.”
My voice sounds grainy as Melanie and Blanche enter the room.
“Are we late? I just remembered that Sylvia wakes you up so I came here to do it.”
“No.”
My voice still has not recovered properly and I groan a few times to fix it.
“Are you okay?”
“No problem. No need to worry. I wake up by myself. You are not late.”
“Great. I was worried.”
I turn toward them and look at them. They are as beautiful as ever. Melanie is a bit on the short side but she does not look like a child. Her voice is melodious. What would happen if I were to bring her to my bed and let her voice moan in pleasure? Her body shaking and contracting from my fingers begging for more of my touch.
“You seem to have no fever. Your primary condition does not seem to be the best.”
A hand on my forehead releases me from my fantasy. What was that? I have been attracted to them the whole time but that was the first time I felt any compulsion to force myself upon her. I look towards Blanche as she gazes at me and I am immersed in her eyes. What would these clear eyes look like when she shouts my name in bed? When I pin her to the wall and penetrate deep inside her. How cool will this beauty be once I leave her heaving on the floor in pleasure?
“Miss Athena is in a fugue state. Her condition may not be ideal. Rest seems to be of vital importance.”
“Really!? Oh no. It’s our first day and Miss Athena is already sick!”
Their words shake me out of it again. What is happening? I take Blanche’s hand and remove it from my head.
“No need to worry. It seems I may not have slept properly.”
“Is it because of Sylvia? Should we find her?”
“Losing one that has served you for years could affect you. Returning to the status quo is advisable.”
“No. What happens next is up to her. Do not involve yourselves in this. Wait for me. I shall prepare myself.”
The three of us are now walking towards school and I see a familiar red hair in the distance. I try to step towards her but my feet refuse to move. What is going on? I am not one to stop at a time like this. My body will not stop me. I force myself to move.
“Miss Athena? Why did you stop?”
My legs shake as it moves ever so slowly towards her. My neck burns but I ignore it. Whatever you may be, I will not be stopped. I want to see that face of hers look at me in anger.
“Miss Athena. I once again suggest to return to your quarters. Your condition is not ideal.”
I ignore those voices as I move myself forward. My muscles are acting against me. Something in my mind is telling me not to continue as if it has experienced a traumatizing event. My neck burns as if it is trying to remind me of something.
“No need to worry. I am fine.”
My grainy voice answers both. Even I can hear that something is different but so what? I am someone who moves with their desire. My body telling me what to do? No. You are mine.
“You are my body. I own you.”
“Miss Athena? What are you saying? Why are you whispering?”
My whole body is taut. Something within my own mind is stopping me from going further. Something is stopping me from doing something but I refuse. I choose what to do on my own will. I have decided I will mess with her so I will do so.
“Wait for me.”
I can feel my eyes open wide as if it is bulging from my face. A wide smile showing on my face. My body moves ever closer toward that distance red space. My body strains as the burn intensifies and then it all stops.
“Stop!”
Someone hugs me from the front stopping me from moving. My mind clears as another question dawns on me. What is going on? I can remember what I was thinking. My desire? Is this what this all is? Am I losing control of my desire? When did that happen? Is it related to this scar on my neck.
“I’m glad I stopped you in time. Miss Athena, please do not approach Lucina!”
“Why?”
My voice is still strained from my actions but I am now in control of myself. Something is causing my desires to lose control. I must hold firm to myself.
“Because Lucina is going to kill you!”
