《Cross Roads Stories: The Umbra Witch》12 (October 31, 2009)
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It was Halloween morning and Marco’s birthday. About two weeks ago, she went through a horrible ordeal with the Third Revelation. She took great pleasure killing the extermination squad and brutalizing Ralphie, formally known as Father Raphael.
Even the media talked about it since they have found multiple bodies with their hearts ripped out of their chest. It was a byproduct of Marco’s bloodlust.
Of course, now as a Ronin or Masterless Daemon Knight, she didn’t had to write up a report on what happened between the events of her friend being gunned down and ending up dealing with Bain and Ralphie, since she abandoned her post and immediately gave her resignation to the Imperial Knight.
During their time together, Marco wasn’t truthful about Lydia and her baby. She managed to save both of them with the help of her fellow Umbra Witches, who raided the demon meat market. It took Lydia some time to recover, but the scars will always be there. At least they didn’t harm the baby. It was pointless to tell Ralphie the truth or the full truth about Lydia’s miraculous survival and her saving the villagers from death and torture. Ralphie, Father Raphael, whatever… He was already a dead man before Marco entered his bedroom. The question remained on how he would go out on his final day on earth would be the ending chapter.
Speaking of bedrooms, she had to go into hers while taking a trip to the bathroom. There lies a specialized pregnancy test for nephalems she received from another female Daemon Knight. She made a mistake using the ones that were formulated for human females. But not like the ones you find in your local drugstore; you have to urinate in a cup and pour a specialized oil made from special cultivated apple seeds and pomegranates seeds to detect female nephalem hormones for pregnancy.
If you are pregnant, the urine will turn black. Or it will turn white if you are not. She took the test about an hour ago, so it should be done since it takes five minutes to get a result. But she spent most of time, pacing back and forth outside the bathroom.
Marco took a deep breath and went inside to see the cup of urine on her counter… That turned completely black. She gingerly walked to the counter, and with her trembling fingers, she picked up the most positive news that she has had all year.
“I’m going to have a baby…” She breathed out.
Tears started to well up in her eyes as they flowed down to her cheeks. With such delight and joy running through her body and mind, she didn’t know what to do first. There were so many things to do with so little time.
Then, she takes her attention to who was sleeping in her guestroom. She immediately got to the bathroom and into the hallway. It took a while, but I believe she was happy with the results.
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Standing at the door, she knocked on it a few times. No answer. She then opens the door to somebody sleeping in the bed. This was a good sign. Marco already gave the guest a shot of natural herbs and spices that she had cultivated and made into a special oil.
She then went to the nightstand and lit a red candle and a black candle. Immediately, the candles filled the room with an illustrious scent.
It didn’t take much for the guest to start to wake from slumber. The guest sits up and stretches. The guest blueish-purple eyes and long brown hair down to his back. Even though he was a young man in is early twenties, he had an effeminate look to him.
He yawned softly, opening his eyes for the first time in weeks; he saw Marco sitting at the edge of his bed next to him. He immediately blushed at the beautiful woman.
“Um, where am I?” The boy asked.
Then it was showtime for Marco, “Thank goodness that you were awake! I was so worried about you!” She said while giving him a big hug.
Bashfully, this flusters the boy as he tried to pull himself off, “I’m sorry but… Who are you?” The boy said.
Looking into his eyes was like a blank slate. Marco wanted to laugh so badly, but she has to finish the ritual if she ever wants this to be permanent. Also, she can’t screw up since this is a one-time shot. Everything has to count and be correct.
Marco blinked in confusion as she looked a bit sad, “you don’t remember me?”
The boy looked at the gorgeous woman as if he had no idea who she was.
“Alphonse, it’s me. Marco. Marco Bennett from the pub.” She said as she reached over to his face and brushed his hair to the side. Holding onto the back of his head gently, a faint symbol started to glow orange as she spoke to him. “We were at a pub near Leicestershire two weeks ago. I saw you in the corner drinking your tonic water, and I had a bit too many pints of my own. We chatted, and we hit it off just fine.”
In a drugged addled state from the candles, the boy started to believe Marco, “I did?”
“You’ve always had a crush on me when we were growing up together. You told me this when we were drinking. You are even amazed at how I’ve grown. And so did I with you,” Marco continued with a lustful smile.
“I have… always found you breathtaking… I was afraid to even…” Alphonse said with hazy eyes.
She chose her words carefully as the boy starts to forge the memories using Marco’s words, medicine, and magic. “I enjoyed making love to you that night,” Marco said while stroking his lips with her thumb. “We exchanged numbers and information the morning after, and we left in separate ways. I wanted to call you to see how you are doing, but I heard about our village being raided by those cowards who would call themselves holy. They took you and my friends away from me, had me locked away in that dreadful place. But I managed to get out, save you and everyone else.”
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It took him a while to create new memories for himself, so she used another ace, her sexuality. Marco took one of his hands and placed it on her chest. The feeling of a heartbeat as he looked into her cherry red eyes helped him forge the memories Marco wanted for him. This was planned as she used her heartbeat as metronome to further the process.
“I remember… I remember you and me… I remember that night we had was amazing! I was scared, but I enjoyed it!” The boy said.
Marco nodded, “Alphonse, I remember saying your name over and over again while I was on top of you. Just like you were saying mine.” She giggled.
It took him a few seconds for the boy to say his first name and something that would seal his fate forever, “Alphonse… I am Alphonse.”
“Alphonse Peregrine, I love you,” Marco stated using his new full name.
Then the effeminate boy smiled warmly at Marco, “and I love you too, Marco Bennett.”
And with those words, Marco has completely and permanently rewritten Father Raphael’s basic memories with fake ones. From this day forward, he will be known as Alphonse Peregrine. And most importantly, Father Raphael is officially dead.
To celebrate, she thought of the only way that can cement this blessed occasion, with some candy. She had a burlap bag of treats that she bought from the candy store in town.
Marco lays the bag on her lap and starts ruffling through the goodies, “Let’s see. I have chocolate bunnies, Calissons, Spanish Peanuts, Krema, Carambar…”
“You bought all of that?!” Alphonse amazes.
“It is Halloween after all and my birthday,” Marco gloated.
“Oh, I didn’t know it was your birthday today…” Alphonse sounded disappointed.
“Alfie, you are my birthday present. You are everything I’ve ever wanted in a man,” Marco said with complete sincerity.
Marco takes a piece of ultrasoft banana taffy and feeds him with her mouth. I was embarrassing at first, knowing this would lead to a sensual kiss. He forward with his quivering lips as he ate the candy. Thus, leads to the foregone conclusion of sharing a gentle passionate kiss from Marco. To Alphonse, this was his kind of heaven. He didn’t know what flavors he’d enjoyed the most, the candy of her warm mouth and tongue. The woman of his dreams is feeding him candy in bed. He didn’t want to end this beautiful dream, but he had to come face-to-face with reality.
“I don’t know much about who I am...” Alphonse said with a frown.
Marco nodded with a sincere smile, “the doctor said it was going to take some time. You suffered a bad concussion. But we can do it together. All it takes is time.”
Alphonse felt a little bit better as he smiled, knowing he has somebody who can take care of them for the time being.
“My friends from work drove me to the hospital in town to pick up your test results. I even picked up mine,” Marco said as she has eaten a piece of candy. She immediately blushed as Marco couldn’t hide her excitement anymore, “you know, Alfie, when you and I made love that night, we got into it. So much that I don’t think we used protection.” Marco took her hand and started to rub her stomach, “I took a specialized pregnancy test, and I am pregnant.”
“Really?” Alphonse shrieked in his high-pitched feminine voice. There was some fear he felt in his heart, but there was also a lot of happiness and excitement. Maybe it’s because he wasn’t expecting to be a father real soon, especially with a smoking hot woman like Marco.
With sudden memories taking form from his former self, Father Raphael always wanted to be a father, and now Alphonse’s is going to become one. Supposedly, he was going to have a child with a woman that he loves.
Even Marco had to wipe some tears of happiness away, “yes, the tests came back with great results. You and I are going to be parents.” Marco took one of his hands and kissed it gently. “I love you so much, Alphonse…”
Alphonse took his hand and started to caress her soft face, “I just can’t believe this is real. I wanted someone like you for so long, and now it’s real.”
“Please, I am a hot mess. I love you, and you are a wonderful guy; I got knocked up by a guy I just met in the bar,” Marco challenging her redesign.
“Of course, you are. You’ve always had been everything I want in a woman, and you always will be,” Alphonse reassured with a bashful smile.
The smiling Marco started to laugh uncontrollably; I can’t believe this is working better than I hoped. Alphonse is acting on Ralphie’s wants and hidden desires, even though I wiped out his memories. I knew Ralphie lusted for me since the moment he saw me. Too bad he was a fucking coward. I’m glad his last moments was me fucking the life out of him.
She looked at the beautiful and soulful eyes of Alphonse, not Ralphie or Father Raphael. Both of them were dead.
With a mischievous smile, Marco had something else in mind, “and about my present? I know how you can make it up to me!”
Alphonse swallowed hard as he felt great fear within himself; for some reason, any didn’t know why, “you mean… That?”
“Time for some of my sugar, my beautiful Alfie,” Marco declared while she pushes him gently down on the bed and joins him.
She decided to give Alphonse passionate love making instead of raw beastly sex. That was out of her system. In a way, Alphonse Peregrine is still Father Raphael. Even though his core memories of her are completely and permanently gone, Alphonse maintained his personality, intelligence and even some of his hereditary abilities of the Aether. Even his body reacted to Father Raphael’s fight or flight responses. It was good that she stripped all of his learned magic abilities from him that night and added them into her long list of spells and abilities she’d stolen from everyone. Marco even stacked on her strength on top of Bain and his fallen men, making her even more powerful.
For Marco, this is going to be fine since she had nothing to lose.
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