Sulphira's War: Chapter 5
(Daori = Day-or-ee
Four days later:
Zellamus and Sulphira were locked in a loving embrace; Sulphira's tail was wrapped quite wonderfully around Zellamus's fully erect member and was moaning excitedly. She started to stroke it softly, teasing the pulsing tip of his pleading snakehood with the tip of her tail. She giggled as he let out a relaxed moan. All this was happening as it were a dream; it seemed as if the pleasure was too great for just a little (for lack of a better word) handjob.
Then, he heard a voice. It was a voice that chilled Zellamus' blood. Gave him goosebumps and left a bad taste in his mouth. The worst part was...he knew that voice.
"Having fun Zell?" the disembodied voice chimed. Zellamus looked around. He saw no one, but when he looked back at what he thought was Sulphira, he saw worms. Worms were all over his bed, the ceiling was covered with them! The walls poured them from freshly burrowed holes; the ground shook and writhed with the billions of thriving worms that inhabited it. It was horrendous. Zellamus cried out in disgust and looked around the room, trying to find the host of the familiar, yet distant voice.
"What the hell is this?! Who are you?!" Zellamus cried. He looked around wildly and only a heard a soft chuckle. He turned around fast and stared straight into a white, metal, androgynous mask. Zellamus shouted and fell backwards, off the bed, and into the floor of worms, which immediately began to pull him downwards. The mask watched him with disturbing interest and eventually faded to a white mist. Zellamus was only allowed a couple seconds to fight as the worms pulled him down, down, until his face was the only thing left untouched by the slimy monsters, but this was soon pulled under as well.
"Ah!" he woke with a start. Sulphira stirred and looked at him.
"What's the matter, sweetheart?" Sulphira asked. Her usually calm and serene voice was now laced with concern. Zellamus turned his head away and blinked a couple times.
"Nothing, just a bad dream I suppose," he said quietly. He stepped off of the bed and put on his shirt and pants, instantly beginning to become human once more. "I need a drink."
He walked over to his huge double-doors and pushed them wide open, Sulphira beginning to follow him. He turned to her and shook his head.
"I need to be alone for a little while. You stay here and rest, you have to get your sleep," he said calmly and continued to walk out of his chambers and towards the mess hall to get a glass of wine or something to help him sleep. He walked through the dark corridors of his palace, hoping to get everything he needed to help him sleep; basically meaning, a huge cup of alcohol and then an even bigger one. But he couldn't help but wonder, what was that voice? Where did it come from? What the hell was that mask? And, most importantly, why was it so familiar?
"Where do I remember that voice from? Oh well, it was just a bad dream coupled with déjà vu from some other time," Zell said to himself. He only wished that that was the case. When he reached the mess hall, he went into the alcohol cellar and began sifting through barrels, trying to find the right kind of alcohol to help him sleep. He found Dread Pirate's Rum.
"Fucking brilliant," he said to himself and chugged the whole bottle. He immediately began to feel dizzy and nauseated, but a wide grin did creep across his face. He tried to stumble towards the door when a deep voice spoke to him.
"Not a good idea Zell. Dread Pirate's Rum is one of the most intoxicating drinks in the lands," the voice said. Zell turned around and saw Jallek standing in the middle of the cellar.
"Jallek? *hic* what're you doing *hic* here?" Zellamus garbled, hiccupping every now and again. Jallek grabbed Zell by the arm and slung it over his shoulder, making sure he was able to lean against his huge frame.
"My lord? I...I don't like being the bearer of bad news, but I have to...I have to show you something," Jallek said slowly, appearing to be unhappy in delivering this news. This was all part of the plan. ‘And now that he's drunk, it will be all the more believable!' Jallek thought maniacally. He pulled out the mirror that Morgen had given him.
He held the mirror up to Zellamus's worried face. Jallek tried to imagine how the mirror worked. He remembered what Morgen had said: ‘it shows the viewer only what the holder wants them to see...'
Could it really be so simple? He tried just thinking about what would make Zellamus a very unhappy man, an image that would make him hate Sulphira. He imagined Sulphira sleeping with one of the Kree.
The mirror's reflective surface began to cloud and become a smoky whirlpool. The image that appeared was exactly what Jallek had imagined. Zell looked at mirror with hate, confusion, and anguish. He saw HIS viper sleeping in HIS bed with a Kree! He was so confused. He was full of so much hate. He was in so much pain. It felt like his heart was snapping in two. Then the image of Sulphira spoke.
"Oh my god, that was so much better than anything Zellamus could have given me. I love you," Sulphira said softy to the Kree. Jallek was a little disappointed with the outcome of his thoughts, but it was the best he could come up with off the top of his head.
"My lord, I am so sorry. I did not want to show this to you, but I felt it was my duty to tell you the truth," Jallek lied as best he could. He tried to hide his snickers and his smirks behind his fake sadness. Zellamus looked up at him.
"No no, don't be sorry. You're right; you did the right thing coming to me with this information Jallek. Be assured that when I punish Sulphira for her treason, you will be justly rewarded," Zellamus mumbled quietly, not even looking at the demon as he spoke.
"Please my lord, your praise is reward enough," Jallek lied again. "Do you need me to help you back to your chambers?"
"No, thank you Jallek. I need to be alone right now," Zell walked slowly towards the door and walked out, leaving Jallek alone in the cellar.
"Wow that was much easier than I had expected. Probably because he was drunk that he believed me so quickly. I should try to find out how to contact Mastâ€"" he was cut off by a voice behind him.
"I'll do it for you," a female voice chimed from the shadows. Jallek turned around and saw a white tigress step out from the darkness.
"Who are you?" Jallek asked impatiently. She giggled.
"My name is Daori, Morgen sent me to see how you were doing," she said after she was done laughing. "Now that I see you have some good news, I'll tell him not to gut you after all."
"Wait, WHAT?!" Jallek asked angrily.
"Just kidding," she said and giggled again. Jallek eyed her angrily.
"You know that this means war...right?" he said and snarled.
"Oh, most definitely," she said and purred.
T.B.C...