“Thank you, Rafe,” Logan said with a sigh. “So, what, you guys don’t really have any say in what you do? Like you’re all just subordinates to other Beings? Elves?” 

       “Particularly our master, Lord Voidmoth” Keida said, vitriol filling her voice. “He’s the one who keeps us in line and makes sure that the humans who summon us pay up when the time comes.” 

    “Sounds like a real asshole.”Logan said. Already know what the two women wanted. For him to take them under his protection. Funny as it might sound. Logan was bored and excited enough by this new adventure to give it a chance. 

       “Which leads me to our next question. What are the odds of him coming after you? You guys are supposed to take my soul or something and return to your Realm after the deed is done, as payment for summoning you, right?” 

      “I don’t know,” Keida murmured, and both of the supaused and looked at each other tensely. “We probably aren’t even on his radar right now."

    "And what happens if you are?” I asked with a grave tone that kept his fear and excitement away. 

       “Then he comes after us and takes us back with him, whether we want to go or not.” Abina pouted. “But don’t be sad. There’s still plenty of time for us to have our fun, so we should enjoy our time here while we can.” 

       “But wait,” Logan cleared his throat and raised a finger in the air and asked the Questions and words that'll change his life. "I summoned you don't I? I'm not done with you. Is there something we can do to stop him? Can I fight him or something?” 

     The two beautiful Elves women looked at each other briefly. Logan couldn’t read much into their short exchange, but Keida nodded and then Abina turned back to Logan with a slight smile on her lips but with a glittering eyes.

                         “You would fight for us?” 

         “Of course,” Logan said with a shrug. “You two are my women, and I really like you.” And there's really not really anything to do with life. 

    “We like you too,” Keida said as she brushed back her beautiful blonde hair from her forehead. “We’d like to stay with you forever. If we could.” 

      “So there is a way?” Logan asked. Thinking about how he would be able to do magic. He noticed Rafe lean forward with interest. 

                “Yes,” both of the women said in unison. 

    “You’ll have to get stronger, much stronger,” Abina said as she bit her lip. 

               “Soooo, uhhh, more sex?” Logan asked with a smirk.

   “A lot more sex,” Cupi purred. “Lots, and lots, and lots of sex, but you also need training too. In the art of Magic. We need to form a very close bond. That way, when Lord Voidmoth comes for us, the three of us will be strong enough to beat him.” 

         “Four of us,” Rafe said. “Don’t leave me out of an epic Realm battle. I’m in this to win this. Fuck yeah motherfuckers!” Rafe friend slammed a small fist against his tiny red chest, but it made a surprisingly loud bass drum sound, like stone on metal.

         “Got it,” Logan said as he nodded at Rafe. “Four of us.” 

                         "I'll say buid your Magic." 

               “But I don’t really have any pow--” 

        “Fake it till you make it, handsome,” Keida said with a shrug. 

             “That’s kind of how the powerful works anyways.” 

                     “I think I can do that,” Logan said. 

       “Yay!” Keida said as she clapped her hands together. “This is going to be so much fun. I knew there was something special about you when I first saw you, and then it was confirmed when you fucked my brains out. I can’t wait for you to beat that asshole Lord” 

          “Can you tell me anything about him?” Logan asked. Building in his head the image of a tall elve with horns on his head. 

      “Ewww,” Keida said as she made a sour face. “Let’s just focus on us for now. We’ll talk about him when he comes for us.” 

         “If he even comes for us,” Abina said with a shrug. “He might not. Even if he doesn’t, I’d love to have lots of sex with Logan and have him grow more powerful.” 

                                           “Me too.” 

          “Okay,” Logan said. “Sounds like we kinda sorta have a plan.” 

        “So, what is thy bidding, my master?” Keida asked seductively as she stood up from the couch and arched her back in a long stretch. 

    “What about Brethil?” Logan questioned as he began to think more about our plan to fight Lord Voidmoth. “Is she going to notice you’re gone?”

    No,” Keida said with certainty as she shook her head. “I’d be surprised if Brethil even knew what our names are. We’re just another pair of succubi in her massive army. Now, if Voidmoth brought it to her attention… Well, we won’t even think about that. He’s too much of a coward to face the Dark Queen face-to-face anyways. If he comes, he will come alone.” 

      “Then let’s go out to celebrate our newfound friendship, and help Logan grow in power!” Abina exclaimed. 

     “First thing’s first,” Logan said as he admired the naked women standing in front of him. “We need to find you some clothes. And then, I want to see these powers in action.”

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        They went to the store for some females clothes then and got themselves some ice cream. It was kinda fun and it filled Logan with a sense of pride that it was under his command that the girls try out ice cream. Rafe who had been put in a large back bag in other for him to follow them to the store told them he knew just the place for their power training. 

    It didn’t take long for Rafe to direct them to an old, abandoned parking garage on the west side of town. Apparently, this was where he liked to come when he “needed a break from life,” which Logan took as a code phrase for “wanted to get stoned in private.” It took them nearly an hour to reach the place as the goblin form of GPS they were using got them lost three or four times. 

      Then again, Logan couldn’t really blame him since he could barely see where we were going. 

         To call this an abandoned parking garage was almost too kind. It was quite obvious that this was a popular place for local hooligans to hang out. Makeshift skateboard ramps littered the first level while the entirety of the building appeared to be covered with bright red and yellow graffiti. Several of the support columns had chunks of concrete missing, and Logan wondered how the whole place was even still standing. Would it even be able to withstand whatever they were going to be doing? 

      “Guess this is as good of a place as any,” Logan said as he set down the duffel bag and unzipped it so Rafe could run free while they got to work. 

        He sprang out of the bag and bolted over to the nearest pillar, and he proceeded to climb it like a spider monkey. 

      “Your abilities are still growing,” Keida said as she caressed his shoulder, “but I can give you a general idea of what they are. All beings powers are always based upon their current emotion and are fueled by your intimate fantasies. Though the higher-up you climb in power the less you would need to use emotion to unleash power. When angry, for example, the powers we manifest are different from when they are in a different emotional state, but all colored by their inner nature and desires. So tell me, master Logan, what are your innermost desires?” 

       “You mean other than having a repeat of what the two of you did last night?” Logan joked. 

             Abina raised her finger in the air in realization. “Logan is a kind soul. And he’s a generous lover and possessive. I’m almost certain some of his powers are defensive in nature.” 

                      “Defensive?” Logan asked with a raised eyebrow. Anticipation building in him.

       “You have an inclination to protect things, Logan. Especially things you have deemed is yours.” Keida answered. “It’s why you are treating us like we are your friends and fellow human beings rather than simple elves sex slaves. Our other masters were never like that. They wanted us to do one thing and one thing only. And when we didn’t comply, they’d beat and torture us in the most unimaginably cruel ways. I know your mind was quite preoccupied, but did you notice the large scar on my inner thigh last night?” She dropped her head sadly. “That’s from Lord Voidmoth, our ‘current’ elve overlord. One of my sisters refused to do the fucked up things he wanted her to do, and he started to beat her with a whip made of pure magic fire. I tried to stand up for her, but he didn’t take it too well and…” 

      “It’s okay, Cupi,” Logan reassured the elve with a warm embrace, seems the right thing to do. “Those are just memories now. I’m not going to let anything like that happen to you ever again.” 

       I meant it too. As he said it he realized that he meant it, he was surprised by himself but why not? He could feel something in him flow sluggish and slow. Logan knew it was the bond connecting them. Not strong yet but getting there. 

     “Alright, defensive powers I can work with.” Keida nodded as she recomposed herself. “Logan, I want you to look down deep into your psyche. Think about what is the most important thing in the world to you and think about what you would do to protect it.” 

    He closed his eyes and focused on the elves words. His mind raced as it brought forth the images of his family back home in Kansas City. He thought about Rafe in his new imp form. He thought about Keida and Abina. As the pictures danced past his mind, he felt a slight burning sensation in his chest that reminded me of the time he had downed an entire bottle of cinnamon whiskey in one sitting. Only this time, he wasn’t collapsed over the cold ceramic of the toilet and puking his guts out. Instead, as he opened his eyes he felt calm, nearly at peace with himself and the world around him. 

     “Excellent.” Logan heard Keida encouraging words pass by his ears. “I can feel your compassion. Now, show me how much you care!” 

     Red hot fire spouted from her hands, she smirked and she flung a basketball-sized red fireball directly at Rafe, who now clung to the ceiling of the structure with his claws. 

       “What are you doing?” Logan cried as he reached out toward Rafe.