User blog:Ore-samma/My Skeleton (Treasure) (Betrayed)

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And here is day 14 of the Halloween one-shot release!

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Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

“Are you sure this is going to work, Laura?” I muttered as we crept through the gigantic family crypt of the Thorne’s

“Anthony, I already said this would work! Where do you think I got this spell from? And the reagents? An undead mamono liche! She said this spell may not bring back the actual consciousness of the person, but it would animate the body with nearly all their memories intact!”

I held my lantern and looked at the rows and rows of shelving carved out of the stone, each with a desiccated corpse. Sometimes the stone shelves would give way for walls upon walls of rectangular caskets, the names scribed upon them fading the deeper we went in.

Some of the shelves and caskets looked empty, and bones, skulls and other debris were scatted on the dim, almost orangish-yellow floor that gritted under our footsteps.

“Hold on,” I muttered, making our path as we took another turn. “We are not going to get lost in the labyrinth.”

“Oh, yeah! Good idea!” Laura said, nodding. “I was just thinking of having Vindictus Thorne show us out once we bring his bones back to life!”

I finished the mark and shook my head. “Isn’t it funny how your plan requires everything to go perfectly according to plan?” I stood and took stock of our surroundings and the level of oil in my lantern.

“Don’t be such a worry-wart! The Crypt isn’t even that big anyway- look!” She said, pointing to a rather ornate casket. “We are getting close, that’s just about the correct time frame and date!”

“Ahem, Laura!” I said and pointed to an ominous square shaped metal grate over a carved hole in the ground. “The runes indicate we have to go deeper.”

“Oh...” Laura’s voice suddenly dropped a few octaves and lost most of its energy. She looked back to me and her face was a bit more pale.

“Here, hand me your lantern. Let’s see how far down this hole goes.”

I tied the rope I brought with me and lowered the lantern, my spirits immediately rose to see the floor almost immediately in the light, that was about twelve feet down with more carved shelving around.

“Huh! The Thorne’s were a meticulous lot! They even have a carved ladder, look!” I pointed as I let the lantern down and secured the rope around a stone pillar. I climbed down and watched as Laura followed and looked around the inner sanctum crypt of the founders of the Thorne Dynasty. The entire room appeared to be one enormous carving. The caskets now gave way to full-on sarcophagi with depictions of how the deceased looked while alive, depictions of angels, and historic scenes that were taught in history books. Some of the tombs appeared to be ‘mini churches’ complete with doors, pews, a podium and tattered tombs in tiny bookcases. Enormous reliefs were carved into the wall, with the shelving carved out for family-by-marriage Thorne members.

“Would you look at this.” I breathed as I glanced upon a particularly ornate mini church that had actual gemstone for its stained glass windows, depicting the celebration of The Harvest Moon Feast.

“Hey! Stop!” I cried out, seeing Laura trying to pry off the window. “That’s not right!”

“Comon, Anthony, what does it matter? They’re all dead!”

I smacked her hand, “If you must be a grave robber, then stick to things you can fit in your pocket! Don’t destroy this! It has to be preserved and admired by others!” A gold glint caught my eye and I walked up to another small tomb that had doors with windows and peered in. “There! See?” I thumbed to the door.

Laura opened it and I heard a small metallic clink as she took a golden candle holder. “Woah! This is so heavy!” She breathed.

“Pure gold is heavier than it looks. Now, where is Vindicus Thorne’s resting spot?”

We shuffled around the enormous space, seeing the former glory of the major families of the Former Gryphon Empire.

“Anthony! Here! I found it!”

I looked at the small blue statue and shook my head, almost unbelieving what I was seeing. “Is this….deep sea marble? Good heavens! This statue alone is worth more than everything here combined!”

“And the lost Thorne hoard will make that seem like a trinket!” Laura said with a grin. “Where are his bones?”

I looked about and found a small recess with an ornate lead box. I pulled it out and grunted in satisfaction. “Here! Found it!”

“Excellent!” Laura squealed in delight. She placed the bones on the ground with the reagents and started to recite her spell.

I glanced at the place, as I wandered about,  wondering what it would be like to find the Thorne Treasure Hoard…..if this place was any indication, it would be magnificent indeed.

“Uh oh….Anthony! Run!”

I rounded the corner and noticed a strange amalgamation of bones surrounding what looked like a proto-flesh golem. It staggered towards Laura who started to run to the stone ladder. I quickly gathered the lanterns and started to climb after her, when the metal grate slammed down, and Laura looking at me with a strange look on her face.

“Laura! The grate fell! Help me push it up!” I grunted, trying to push it up, but unable due to the awkward positioning I was in.

“You always were so gullible.” Laura sneered through the grate. “Anthony, the spell will be fully complete, when Vindicus Thorne has fed upon the living, and….well….I am sure you can imagine now why I brought you here.”

I felt my body grow cold as Laura secured the rope on the grate and gave a wink. “Thank you for marking the way out. I’ll be back tomorrow to enthrall Vindictus, and as for you….well….I suppose being buried here would be a treat, no?” She stood and I heard her walk down the hall, still in a disbelieving shock.

My senses returned in an overwhelming wave of fear as I felt a hand grab my ankle and pulled me to the ground. I fell on top of the animated bones and proto-flesh and gasped, seeing it fall and tumble apart. I stood, looking about- there had to be another way to get free!

“Oh no!” I gasped as the bones quickly reassembled themselves and the thing started to walk towards me. I backed up and started to scour the area, but some strange magic allowed the thing to teleport just around whatever corner it wanted. Again and again I screamed as it grabbed on my arm, leg, or body….and again and again I broke free from its grasp- crying- desperate to get free.

But it was hopeless. The mindless thing would not stop trying to reach me, there was no way out or anyway to stay out of its grasp. And trying to destroy it had no effect. No matter what I did, it would always reform. Climbing on the structures didn’t matter, it would climb any surface like a bug, and even trying to barricade myself or it, in one of the crypts was fruitless….it reformed in any instance or space where I was unable to see. Only keeping it in full sight stopped its teleportation.

Again I rushed to the opposite end of the largest empty space and kept my eyes on the creature and took out my bottle of whisky from my pack and downed it in one go.

“Fine…..” I whispered through my trembles, ”I got nothing left to live for- seeing as the one I thought who loved me, betrayed me!” I motioned to the creature. “Comon! What are you waiting for?!?” I wailed as I wept and slid against the wall to sit on the ground and awaited my fate.

The thing neared, kneeled before me and….kissed me….

I gasped in shock as it placed its gentle proto-flesh hands against my face, still kissing me, slipping her fingers lower, lower...and slid off my clothes and without hesitation, mounted my flesh...its strange eyes now glowing pink as it started to shake and grind her hips against me.

“ Hu…..huuuu…..huuusssband... ” it breathed, kissing me again.

I wrapped my arms around her form and sighed, wondering if this was just a hallucination or some mad delusion. But….my body responded on its own, and I surrendered to what was happening. I felt my seed pour into her body and the parts of her that didn’t have proto-flesh started to glow purple and were soon fleshed out.

Her eyes locked on me and I literally saw comprehension and awareness flood them. Her mouth formed a smile and she kissed me again.

“Husband!” She moaned. “Feed me! Please!”

“I...uh….here.” I muttered, handing her one of my rations from my pack..

She shook her head. “No...here!” She stroked her pelvis. “Keep feeding me! Oh!”

With a strange numbness, I took a stamina potion and quaffed it down, and immediately felt my body reinvigorate.

“Yes! Husband! Oh! I love you!” My wife cooed as she started to rock and grind her hips again, this time with more purpose and determination, grunting and moaning as I came inside her….again and again, we made love…..again and again she begged for more food.

Her body quickly fleshed out even more, accented by an exotic bone exoskeleton that accentuated voluptuous feminine curves.

Again I came in her, this time her entire body was surrounded by purple magic and she finally collapsed upon me, gasping, panting, moaning, kissing me and snuggling into my chest.

“Oh! Anthony! Husband! I love you so much!” She sighed. “Thank you! I have been alone for so long!”

“I….” I gasped, barely able to catch my breath from the long marathon. “I love you too.” I whispered, running my fingers through her hair. “You are Vindictus, yes?”

She shook her head. “No, that was just a formal name, I am Vivian, Vivian Thorne.” She nibbled on my neck, and then stood- holding onto my hand and bringing me to stand as well.

“Come! This place is for the dead, not the living- I want to see the sunlight again, I want to travel the world! I want to be your wife and give you children! Oh! Please! Let us go!”

I sighed and pointed to the grate. “We can’t it’s barred from the other side.”

Vivian looked up and climbed the ladder. She pushed on the grate and with a dry sounding snap- and a metallic creaking, pushed the grate off the hole. She looked down at me and wiggled her bare bottom, arousing another wave of desire within me.. “Come! Husband! The whole world awaits!”

I climbed up and Vivan took my hand and pulled me the rest of the way up and on top of her, where I ravished her again.

What was once an oppressive and forbidding crypt now was just a momentary shadow of the new light and life that had just entered my life.