DarkWind: 2nd Book, WindDemon Trilogy

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Authors: Charlotte Boyett-Compo
accustomed to such treatment on the Instructional Base. Other than the confinement of his leg shackle, we did nothing that was not standard procedure on his home world where his every move was watched by A.I.U.s.)     
      When the time of the male’s puberty came upon him, he underwent his first Transition. He was thirteen Solar Passings by then and strong for a male of that age. He managed to break his leg chain and escape the medical facility, but he was discovered quickly. It took five warrioresses to bring him down and capture him, but not before two of them were slain, their throats ripped open by his unsheathed claws. Thrown into a cell created well in advance of this first Transitioning, the young Reaper was left to suffer his affliction without benefit of the much-needed Sustenance his kind requires. (Note: this was an oversight that nearly drove the young one mad with hunger before one of those who had been on the ship with him was able to get word to us of what was needed.)
    It must be said here that the Princess Raphaella was at no time afraid of the Reaper. Although older than he by seven years, she seemed well content to receive his essence when the time was right. She would sit for hours on end watching the monitor that was focused on his cell. He was well aware of being watched and who it was that watched him for he spoke to her often though she was not allowed to speak with him. We believe the young princess to have become much enamored of the Reaper during this time. To look upon him is to understand why an impressionable female would find him so enticing: he is, unquestionably, a beautiful male specimen, though a deadly one.
    And therein lay the problem...
    By the time he had achieved sixteen Solar Passings, many an Amazeen began to look upon Khiershon Cree with unbridled lust. Many would make reason to stop by the monitoring room and observe him. He knew this was being done and would stare hotly into the camera of his cell, often shocking his watcher by calling her name. Now and again, those Amazeen assigned to watch him would open the Vid-Com link and carry on forbidden conversations with him. When it was discovered such behavior was occurring, the audio link was terminated. This seemed to amuse him rather than cause dismay that he would no longer have contact with his keepers.
    At the time of seventeen Solar Passings, his attitude became disrespectful to the point of surliness. He openly defied many restrictions and was constantly testing his limitations. He was chastised for these actions, which only seemed to amuse him the more. Even when we were forced to punish him severely for trespasses against the laws of the Multitude, he merely laughed at the pain though the effect of it could clearly be seen in his gaze. It was not until his transgressions were punished on the person of the young man, Iyan, that we gained some small amount of control over Khiershon Cree; it was obvious he held that one in some great esteem. Threat of agonizing punishment of Iyan, five Solar Passings the elder of the two, drastically cut down on the trouble we garnered from the Reaper.
    Until two days before his eighteenth Solar Passing.
    That is when the dreams began.
    At first, only a few of us were affected by the strange, unsettling dreams. Then more and more warrioresses began to report nightly invasions of her sleep that were so vivid, so intensely real, that it became evident this was no mere phenomenon of overly-active libidos but a calculated mental assault upon the persons of each and every Amazeen. When the Reaper was brought before the Court and told to stop this psychic rape, he laughed at the Elders and stood there, unrepentant and defiant, smiling hatefully at those who had dared to judge him. Even as he stood before the Elders, flanked by six Elite warrioresses of Adil, he was able to cause the Elders, Old Women that They are, to wax and wane with such powerful sexual releases, They cried out before

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