(Jason POV) Verse 12- The Manor

Jason POV

I stared dreamily into the outdoor world. Watching the various change of scenery whilst our car zipped across the open road. I caressed my phone securely in my hand, now and again I'd check my messages to see if Tobi replied. Before my return to the real world after spending what my Mom described to me as a very worrying 5/6 day slumber. I saw almost 15+ messages piled against my phone from my best friend spanning across the last few days.

From what I had gathered from the erratic style of his messages, after the strange encounter we both had at Nubian’s, unlike me, he woke up the following day without any trouble, oh-but he did discover he’d developed powers. He wrote an absurdly long message about it, without actually explaining in detail what his actual powers were. Which sort of felt a little strange to me, we were like brothers who told each other everything so I was a little indifferent about it at first. Until I broke it down to probable superstition and the slight worry he must’ve been feeling.

'He was probably scared someone might hack our conversation and find out how he became a Marvel'

During the course of the next days were quite eventful for him from what I read, from saving a family from a burning building to the not-so-quaint explanation of him receiving what he called…

‘The first blowjob I didn’t have to pay for.’

I chuckled at this, glad to find his humour hadn’t changed. Afterwards, the rest of his messages were shorter but briefly outlined how he was unexpectedly picked up by these strange people in suits one morning. Well, he actually described them as NPCs. Who he thought had some kind of shady ties with the government. They bizarrely suddenly ordered him to follow them to metro city. Turns out his superstitions weren’t entirely all in his head by the looks of it.

The last few messages Tobi spoke about undergoing tests, meeting some of the famous heroes we always talked about and having trials to see if he was worthy to join a 5-star rank team as a protégé. I couldn’t deny reading that left me stuck in sheer awe that my best friend had gotten such an opportunity so quickly. A 5-star ranked hero team was perhaps the absolute best outcome for any trainee hero. You never really heard trainee heroes being scouted by one, unless they were the kid of a high-ranked hero or something.

Anywho, I was happy for him and fueled with motivation of my own now. ‘If that weirdly bitter-tasting potion had actually worked. I was rather looking forward to discovering what sort of powers I was going to develop.

Such a joyous occasion should be celebrated from the one person in the world who knew just how badly I wanted this.

My mom.

But, as I would later discover in full depth. Dreams often times never looked as you pictured them in reality.

Mom hardly spoke more than two words since I had gotten into the car. Of course I came clean about the risky choice I made to consume the potion as well as Nubia’s strange place, which as expected didn’t go down too well. But this silent treatment was a little excessive if you asked me. I thought she would be slightly happy for me, knowing her that I might be a marvel just like both her and Dad.

Instead she seemed worried despite me telling her I felt completely fine, as normal as could be with all things considered. But she was hell bent on carting me away on this 30 minute drive across the city to visit this specialist Doctor. Apparently he was a friend of the family. Which was a first of many discoveries id be finding out today.

The journey was smooth but the atmosphere painfully stiff, as I grew bewildered more and more to the odd mood floating around my Mom.

“M-mom? Is everything ok?” I asked her knowing in fact that there was something bothering her.

She stole a quick glance from me before focusing back on the road, “huh? Oh…ye-yeah everything is alright my dear. Just…thinking of the past (sigh) that’s all.”

The past? I wondered if she was thinking about Dad again. I certainly was, and more so since I was potentially on the cusp of finally awakening my powers. I wondered how he was getting on these days. He was supposed to check in with the world government in 4 months with a brief on his mission to another planet.

Until recently I hadn’t concerned myself with my dads hero business. I think deep down I chose to remove my attention from it in a bid to not hurt both myself and Mom who never really liked talking about him with me.

I could hear soft sighs escaping her mouth before she spoke again.

“Jason…I know how badly you’ve been looking forward to-to gaining powers. But I want you to always remember that sometimes what we truly desire in this world, is not what’s entirely best for us…I mean to say-“

Hearing her saying such words stirred a flash of anger through me. Why was she even saying that? She knew how long I had been hoping this would happen to me so I couldn’t quite get the angle she was getting at.

“I don’t understand, you saying I shouldn’t be a…hero?”

My words stroked a flash of worry and guilt across her gaze.

“N-no that’s not what I'm saying at all Jason. I just want you to understand that sometimes we do things in the heat of the moment, thinking they are the best choice, only to experience more of life and see that perhaps it's not.”

Again with the weird cryptic explanations all the time. I’m not an idiot to not realise she’s doing that on purpose.

“You don’t get it. You were born with powers and have never known whats it like to be the only one in the family born without them. I lost all my friends I grew up with. Guess why? Because they awakened their powers and were taken to live in Metro City. Whilst I was stuck going to school and pretending I was normal. You have no idea what that feels like!” I shouted at this point. I wasn’t enjoying talking to mom this way, and felt my insides boiling and already regretting this.

“There’s nothing wrong with being normal! Do you have any idea what some people not even up to your age have to go through to awaken? Jason…I need you to seriously start seeing things in a different light. Or else you’ll only just hurt-“

Skrrrrrrr

Before she could finish her words I felt the full **** of the car jerking forwards after the breaks were slammed down on heavily, bringing our undisturbed ride to a skidding halt. I noticed a look of seriousness on my Mom’s face, her narrow gaze seemed to be focused towards something deep into the air which I couldn't quite see. She said a few airy words before she stepped out of the car.

“This won’t take long…wait here.”

“Wait Mom what’re you-“

Before I could utter another word I watched in awe as she bent her knees slightly before she shot off into the air like a homing missile. I exited the car in a hurry and tilted my head all the way to see her figure swiftly ascending through the azure-coloured skies. Halfway up her figure blurred as I saw a line of smoke rushing towards what I could only make out to be a falling rock, a rock which’s burning form quickly revealed to me what it actually was.

“A…a meteor.”

Before my eyes could even fathom what had transpired a thunderous boom, quaked within the skies. The entire ground beneath my soles lightly rumbled, and a host of moving cars would quickly veer off towards the edge of the road to park their cars and take a look at the commotion in the air.

5 or so minutes later I saw a blur amongst the thick smog descending towards me. Mom casually floated down with both of her arms crossed, I couldn’t help swallowing what was gathered in my throat. In that moment all my previous ire had been forgotten about and instead, I couldn’t stop marveling at how incredible she was.

Although my cheeks warmed a little out of embarrassment once I saw the state of her tight clothes, she was covered in soot and dust whilst most of her clothes were torn in awkward places revealing a little more of her skin that I would’ve liked to see.

Her brows narrowed whilst she remained rooted just above me in the air.

“So then Jason…where were we?”

It's hard to uphold a serious face when you can’t help but fanboy once seeing your Mom performing such heroics. It was safe to say I held **** but to lower my complaints and accept that perhaps I was in the wrong…somewhat. Once I had decided to lower my sword, I found another opportunity to quiz my Mom on her abilities. Despite her being semi-retired. Mom was still considered a high ranker. She discovered she was a marvel aged 21, which was considered quite old. I was just turning 18 and already understood the chances of me developing powers were incredibly slim. The first ability to manifest itself was flight, she later honed super strength and a few other abilities over the years. Considering just how slightly OP she was, I still found it incredible that there were a few heroes still considered as stronger than her.

My father was one of those included of course. But his circumstances were a little different since I was once told that he might not be considered (fully human) as the conspiracy theorist put it. Although such things were quickly debunked by hero fans across the web.

We finally arrived at the suburban district, compared to the usual urban landscape I was used to seeing. This place was filled with a lot more open space, lime green meadows coated the ground beneath tall and elegantly built houses. This would be the first time I saw such a beautiful array of houses in one place. You could practically taste the money wafting through the air here.

Mom drove us down the road and pulled into one of the most luxurious-looking condos I had ever seen.

My first thoughts were to wonder whether or not a hero lives here. Or most definitely some kind of celebrity. Two towering brass gates slowly pulled aside which allowed us to drive right up into the large front yard. My eyes sparkled with wanderlust as I witnessed such a luxurious-looking front garden. Covered with colourful flowers, tall lemon trees with an audacious flowing stream which carved between the stone fountains fashioned into the likeness of cherubs.

‘This place is truly beautiful’ I thought to myself.

By the time our car came to a halt, I peered through the closest window, surprised to find four very beautiful girls approaching us. They were dressed in identical maid outfits which barely did anything to cover their…(gulp) c-chest areas. They all carried an hourglass shape which momentarily left me breathless for a short while washing their breasts practically spilling out of their outfits.

“Ahem!” I heard my Mom loudly clearing her throat beside me, which swiftly drew me back to my senses.

We both exited the car to which I found myself immediately swarmed by the pretty girls. More uncomfortably so was the fact they practically circled me against the car, and I was inches away from their united bosoms they pressed against one another in a bid to stand the closest to me.

I could smell the alluring fragrances of their combined scent dancing in the air, stirring an uncontrollable reaction between my legs.

‘Ok this is not the time for THAT to happen.’ I tried to coach myself to avoid the eventual outcome. Luckily they all seemed way too concerned with my face rather than anything else.

“So handsome!”

“Ah-he looks just like the Lady hehehe I wonder if he’s also...you know”

“Shh-we’re not supposed to talk about that. T-that was a long time ago.”

“But you still remember that night don’t you. MY gosh I get flustered just remembering that night we all...-ouch! Ok-ok no need to hit me.”

“Ahem we welcome you young master.”

I watched on quite befuddled whilst they all curtsied in unison.

'Although what the hell were they talking about? Are they r-referring to my Mom'

They dropped so low I could practically see their constricted busts on the verge of spilling out. I felt my face turn warm, giving me no other option but to turn my head away as quickly as I could. Begging my body not to react at this precise moment.

Thankfully, another arrival took the spotlight off me as all eyes fell towards the two front glass doors parting aside. I was a little surprised to see this very tanned middle-aged man appearing, with platinum white hair slicked back behind his head. He had on fashionably noticeable sunglasses. My instincts told me he was probably the owner of this estate.

But then something dawned upon me, ‘Wasn’t we supposed to be visiting some kind of doctor.’ I wondered. My questions soon brought forth a strange response. My mother’s demeanor suddenly changed as she hastened her feet towards the fellow and quickly embraced him in a very warm hug.

It was just as uncomfortable to watch as it was slightly surprising, ‘She looked as though she didn’t want to let go.’ But more awkwardly, my eyes noticed this silver fox's hand lowered against her rather...l-large backside and coupled with the fact her clothes were practically in tatters. Something sparked inside of me, and I swiftly raced towards them, before I could say anything the fellows' eyes locked onto my approaching figure and swiftly released my Mom, thankfully.

He creased a rather charming smile at me, revealing his perfectly set of white teeth.

“Ah-and you must be the exceptional young man of the hour. Jason Parker. Why, you look just like your Mom did when she was about your age. But hmm I see traces of your Dad within you. Not bad-not bad at all.” He said maintaining that wide smile as he held out his hand towards me.

I was taken aback but how polite he sounded despite his playboy looks and dress sense, but then something else surfaced within my thoughts. Capturing the words he actually just spoke.

“Wait you know...m-my dad?” I said with slight nerves shaking my voice. Not many knew who my Dad was, considering it was kept top secret to avoid me being targeted by the high-profile villains he bested over the years.

I turned my gaze towards my Mom, who wore the look of someone who had just been caught out.

“Jason...H-honey I...”

“Hahah it’s ok Alina, allow me to explain. Forgive me, I had in fact not taken into account your peculiar situation being the son of...you know who.” he said with a wink.

“I understand the dangers that come with that information being known to too many people. But worry not young Master Parker. I have known your Mom since she could barely find a sizeable bra to fit her-”

“Doctor! T-that’s enough” Mom voiced back slightly flustered

“hahaha ok-ok you see, But she shouldn't feel shy considering I was the one who helped her deliver you into this world when she in labor. But enough about all of that stuff, you are a man now. So let me formally introduce myself to the man you have become. A pleasure to meet you, Jason. I am Doctor Winestead. My friends call me Arthur.”

After an initially awkward greeting, I realized that Dr. Winestead was much friendlier than I had assumed. He led us through his lavishly wide hallway, a richly decorated space with tall walls adorned with numerous paintings depicting famous historical incidents. To my delight, I encountered one of my personal favorites: 'The Flying Silver vs. the Sinister Horn.' I was captivated by the sheer beauty of the oil painting, expertly capturing the moment when the Flying Silver used his silver essence to bind the Sinister Horn in chains. A wave of glee washed over me as I reminisced about my childhood dreams of becoming a hero like my idols. The internet was filled with several moments like these. At one point I wanted to become a photographer.

I was jolted from my reverie by a gentle arm placed on my shoulder.

"Amazing, isn't it? I was there that day you know" Dr. Winestead remarked, joining me by the painting.

"Though it was so long ago, I can't say I remember it well. Ahaha, anyway, soon there might be famous paintings of you in people's homes."

"Heh! I...I don't know about that. They have years of experience as heroes. I'm just a rookie who hasn’t even fully grasped his powers," I admitted. My aspirations were never about fame; I wanted to experience something different and, just how it felt to be filled with so much power and...freedom

I noticed Dr. Winestead’s gaze drifting into the distance as he patted my shoulder.

"Being a Hero isn’t simple. It's hard work, sacrifices, and tough choices. And trust me, doubting yourself is a sure way to fail. But speaking of your powers, let's address the elephant in the room. What happened before your six-day coma?"

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through me. Somehow, I knew Dr. Winestead had figured out that I had taken something. Under his admonishing glare, I could only remain silent, staring awkwardly at my feet.

“By the gods, kids these days are always so quick to inject random stuff into their blood,” he remarked rubbing his temple slightly

“no matter, we’ll keep this a secret from your Mom for now. But from now on, if you ever want to talk to someone, or simply ask me about anything. I’m your go-too. Deal?”

I had no real leg to stand on so hearing he was willing to keep this between us was more than I had bargained for. I nodded my head repeatedly in response.

“Good! And Trust me kid I've had to deal with a whole host of overpowered, over-sensitive, and quite regular ****-addicted and depressed sets of heroes during my day. There’s a lot for you to learn...But let's get down to the matter at hand. Here’s hoping whatever you ingested did manage to awaken your dormant Zino genes. Come on then. Let’s get this started whilst your Mom finds something suitable to wear.”

As we walk and talk, I’m half distracted by the sheer brilliance of the doctor's mansion. There’s no way he’s a simple fellow just by judging the overall décor of this place. I did ask him about his profession, since I had never actually thought about what it might mean to be a doctor who specializes in patching up and looking after heroes. But for some reason, I soon grasped the handle that perhaps Dr Winstead wasn’t open to discussing it. Why? Who knows.

Anyway I was quickly led to the end of the stretching hall where I was left in the hands of another beauty who was also dressed in maid clothes, she had large bright eyes, and tanned olive skin with a mixture of blonde and black strands of hair. What caught me by surprise was the strange cat like ears she wore, which was obviously a prop of some kind. She looked a little older than I was, but her body was shaped like a mature woman. Large chest and wide alluring hips that almost left me breathless.

‘Why is there a pattern of girls that all have similar curves around here’ I thought, trying to steer my mind away from the lewd thoughts since I didn’t want to get caught staring or seem like a pervert.

“It’s an honor to meet our esteemed Big sister son. My name is Jaqueline”

She held out her dainty hand startling me a little as I was still sort of stuck in a trance as I admired her beauty.

“Oh-eh-m-my name is Jason” I stammered out meeting her outstretched hand with my own.

‘Her hands are so soft’ I blushed before finding my body heating up as my arousal slowly climbed.

I swiftly released her soft hand and tried to divert my attention away. But I think she noticed since a playful smile crept free from her pretty mouth.

Dr Winstead swiftly said his goodbyes, explaining to me he had to get some important matters sorted before we could begin testing whether or not I’d actually activated the dormant genes needed to become a Marvel. Until then I was left with Jaqueline who was surprisingly good company, we ended up talking non-stop about various things, one of which was our shared love for heroes. Unfortunately, she never developed the gene to become one, both of her parents were regulars, and so naturally her chances were small. But she did instead find comfort in working beneath Dr Winstead, who was quite the generous fellow from what I was hearing from her.

‘He allowed all these young women to stay and learn underneath him. And he didn’t ask them for anything in return? I guess looks can be deceiving’ I thought to myself, feeling slightly guilty that I had misjudged him.'

I still couldn’t wrap my head around why he made them wear those skimpy maid outfits, but Jaqueline actually told me that it was all the girls choice. Since they were allowed to stay here for free, the least they could do was ‘serve the manor’ as she called it.

Jaqueline spoke quite highly of him too, I noticed she would get slightly flustered and blush at times when reminiscing, which I first found strange but sort of reasoned she was probably the shy type of girl. As I got to know her a little bit more, I was somewhat curious as to why they referred to my Mom as big sister.

“Ah-right, she must’ve not told you. Your Mom spent a lot of time here. Even before I was allowed to stay here I heard she had a lot of help from Dr Winstead with getting used to her powers. You might want to ask her more about her childhood, but we all think she's just absolutely amazing! A first tier Hero who’s ranked in the top 10 is actually affiliated with us. That’s the stuff of dreams for girls like us.” She explained dreamily

‘So Mom did grow up here, I wonder why she never really talks about her childhood much to me. Guess I'll have to ask her more about it later.’ Eventually, we made it to a brass door which brought us into another spacious-sized hall with four floors spiraling to the tall ceiling, along with a winding grand staircase.

My brows couldn’t help but arch up.

‘This had to be the grandest lounge area I had ever seen.’

Jaqueline probably sensed my wanderlust as I could feel her warm gaze fixated on me from the side.

“Ah-I'm sorry I was day dreaming there.” I remarked

“hehe no it’s alright I was the same the first time I arrived here. This place seems scary but its such a wonderful place to stay. Oh Jason I do hope we can see more of each other, I somehow feel like we’ve known each other our entire lives. Sigh, anywho feel free to relax and choose one of those rooms on this floor. You can tour around any place on this floor but I gotta ask that you stay away from the floors above....if-if that’s ok” She spoke, I found it odd that she looked a little worried and sad about asking that of me.

_‘She’s so cute.’ _I thought to myself, becoming more enamored with her as time went on.

“of course! I have no problems with that. Say what’s there to do on this floor anyway.”

“Well we have a lounge area where you can serve yourself something to drink, or feel free to have a look at the numerous books we have in the library over there. You might find some rare reads written by Dr Winstead himself. Oh and there’s a cinema where you can watch some stuff. I shouldn’t be too long, I just..erm-j-just need to do some things.” She said with a slight blush appearing against her cheeks. I could see her fidgeting with the hem of her skirt before she gave me a surprising warm hug before she quickly walked away.

Soon I was left on my lonesome, surrounded by a vast richness I had never quite been around in my entire life. Jaqueline leaving did make me feel slightly lonely. Especially when I realized, I was probably alone within this incredibly large place filled with what I counted to be 2 more floors above me.

‘Right, let me take a look and see what I can keep myself busy with then.’

I made my way to the library area just beneath the twisting stairwell which rose steadily upwards like a golden cobra. I wasn’t big on reading, but I did sometimes find a book which grabbed hold of my attention. Luckily most of these books were about heroes so I did enjoy flicking through the pictures for a while. Time dutifully went on by and after yawning a few times, I had gotten just about enough thrill from these books as I could.

‘Now then what to do next?’ I thought to myself, I was perhaps thinking about lying down to rest, unsure how long it would be before the Doctor was ready but then I heard a loud thump about me.

The noise startled me, as I was almost assured, I was the only one within here. A curious glint appeared in my thoughts as I decided to approach the stairwell to find out what that was.

Along my journey, I could hear a plethora of strange sounds and bed creaks. Again this was weird, but I wonder why Jaqueline didn’t inform me others were here.

‘Maybe that’s why she told me to stay on the first floor. To avoid disturbing others here. But those sounds? I hope they’re alright.’

I crept slowly up the winding stairwell, feeling a little sense of rebellion as I knew I probably shouldn’t be doing this.

My feet slowly moved until I reached the second floor. There was a long row of closed mahogany doors. Kind of reminds me of a motel of some kind. But a very lavish one. I followed the faint muffled sounds along the corridor until I heard a distinctive moan.

“Auua!”

‘What the fuck was that?’ I pressed my footsteps closer towards one of the doors in particular, as I neared the sounds were gradually becoming more consistent and...strange.

“Mmmh! N-no...pwe..pweas...It’s....to...b-bb-ig....oouah”

I froze on my heels like a deer caught in headlights. There was only one activity that could draw the voice of a woman to moan that way.

‘Th-they couldn’t be...could they?’

My fears were swiftly answered the moment I started to hear smacking sounds, as though flesh was being hit. Coupled with the bed springs growing faster and more louder there was no doubt within my mind about what was going on.

“Auahh-y-yeah...G-give it to me...Harder...harder! Mmhhh!”

*pap-pap-pap-pap*

More embarrassingly enough I felt my body reacting to what I could only imagine was going on behind those doors. I quickly adjusted my trousers to hide my shame before swiftly making a beeline back the way I came from.

The worst scenario would be actually getting caught, especially when I promised Jaqueline I wouldn’t venture up here. My heart was pounding as I swiftly made my way towards the stairwell, only just before I could read it I heard one of the closed doors beside me unlock. I immediately found myself rooted on the same spot. Feeling as though my impending doom was near I glanced around the hall before swiftly rushing towards one of the closed doors.

Not sure why I chose such a suicidal move but I was desperately trying to avoid anyone seeing me here, I could only imagine the embarrassment. I swung the nearest closed door open and jumped inside, swiftly closing the door behind my before I pressed my back against it.

As I felt my heartbeat racing quickly. I placed my hand against my chest in a bid to calm down. Whilst my breathing was slowly beginning to settle, I heard the sounds of a door being opened followed by footsteps.

“Shh-be quiet...Master is hosting guests” Spoke a delicate voice

“I know I know...I heard one of masters favorite ‘projects’ came back hehehe.”

“Oh my gosh no way! You know what means.”

“Yes I do, he’ll probably be hosting a very fun festival tonight hehehe I’m getting tingly just thinking about it”

“Get a hold of yourself girly we have to get back to work, and keep your voice down”

Whilst I peeled myself away from the door I couldn’t make heads or tails with what those voices were muttering.

‘I wondered what this festival was about...but wait what was this mention about a project. It was almost as if they were referring to – huh'

My thoughts were swiftly disrupted once my gaze finally focused on the room I had scurried into. The lights were dimmed, but I could still see a great deal of what dwelt inside. It was a very large room, with a queen-sized bed with thick red drapes matching the plump pillows. This was clearly a bedroom but the amount of bizarre things within here had me second guessing whether it was used for something else.

For instance, there were two silver poles simply erected, and a tall heart-shaped mirror against the ceiling. I nervously crept inside; firstly, rather glad no one was inside here but subtly wondering what kind of eccentric room I had walked into. I only just realized there was also a glaring wide screen placed against one of the tall walls.

‘Now that I wasn’t expecting.’

I was planning on swiftly exiting this place just as I had entered but then almost as though it captured my movements the large screen turned itself on. A glaring bright light **** me to shield my gaze.

Once my gaze had gotten used to the light I retracted my footsteps a little in order to gain a better look at the screen, and it was safe to say I was even more confused by what I saw.

Firstly I just understood it was an interactive computer-like screen. With a desktop that had countless folders named beneath them. Judging by the thumbnails these were movies of some kind.

There were countless folders and a slight feeling of apprehension welled within me as I scanned through a few names.

‘I probably shouldn’t but...heck why not. Somewhere Tobi is probably clapping his hands. ergh-man I hope I haven't picked up on his perverted tendencies.’

Using my finger I lightly tapped into the direction of a random folder, and as I suspected the folder enlarged revealing the contents within.

‘There are 5 videos numbers 1 to 5.’

I selected number 1 and instantly a media software began playing the video against the large screen. There was a beautiful girl, seated on a chair in the middle of a spacious and yet empty grey-walled room. The scenery kind of gave me the feeling it was some sort of hospital of some kind. It started off with the girl introducing herself and...’oh she’s a marvel.’ The girl raised her hand and small icy shards began to gather.

She gave a brief explanation about her powers mentioning that shes always found it hard to control them. It was also worth mentioning that she was clearly being recorded whilst talking to someone I quite couldn’t see. The scene skipped, and the girl was standing up and rather suddenly slowly undressing herself.

‘Wh-what the hell is...’ Before I could finish my thoughts, she had stripped down completely naked and begun fondling her perky-sized breasts. Soft moans escaped her mouth whilst she continued to massage and pull against her very pink nipples. I instantly felt my lower region standing tall.

‘This...what kind of...’

Again my thoughts were stifled by the change of another shocking scene. This time I could see the naked back of someone turned towards the camera. He was wearing some kind of strange latex mask which wrapped around his entire head. But more shockingly than that was what the blond girl was doing.

She was placed on her knees...s-sucking and stroking his engorged member. I was so stunned I ended up walking backward until I fell against the bed.

The room was filled with the lewd sounds of sucking and moaning as the video continued with her pleasuring this fellow. By the time it jumped through countless scenes of this beautiful girl being vigorously plowed. The final scene was of her laying against the bed, her two legs parted whilst her body glistened in sweat and copious amounts of white liquid.

In a haste of fright, I quickly tapped the X button to close the video. My heart was racing as I realized I definitely shouldn’t be here right now. I was now in a haste to get out of here as quickly as I could, so I started searching for the off button. It was best I tried to make sure I left no traces behind. Nothing of the sort revealed itself against the screen, but then my eyes caught a particular folder with familiar names which made my stomach churn.

‘W-wait...A-lina? Mom? n-no it cant be...And there's also one for...Jaqueline...’

I felt a stone drop in my gut, and I merely stood there staring at the thumbnails that I felt was calling me to click on it.

‘It cant be the same as...n-no maybe its something else or someone else.’ I tried to reason, my mom's name was probably quite popular, but the truth that she once lived here was something I couldn't ignore. I couldn't think straight as every fibre within me was steering me to select the folder.

Suddenly I heard a distant echo, what sounded like someone calling my name filtered into my ears.

‘Oh shit!’

I quickly abandoned all reasoning and raced out of the room. I raced down the stairs and arrived back at the library on the first ground floor, luckily just as I was tracing the voice Jaqueline arrived with a wide smile but slightly curious eyes.

“Oh there you are Jason, I thought you were sleeping where were you?” She asked,

‘Luckily she didn’t see me coming down the stairs.’ The moment I laid eyes on her beautiful form I felt a subtle darkness, recalling those folders named.

'It's got to be a weird coincidence'

“I was...er-reading sorry I got lost in the books over there...is it time now?”

“Yes-yes Dr Winstead asked me to fetch you hehe come on then, lets see what you got.” She said flexing the pretend muscles she didn’t have in a playful manner.

I followed dutifully behind her as he finally left the spacious lounge. My heart was still beating so fast, trying to steady myself from what I both heard and saw up there.

‘I guess this place...has its secrets.’ I thought darkly, wondering now if there was an entire side and life to my Mom I had not known about.

'I need to talk to her about this when I get the chance.'

We were halfway down the hall when I suddenly heard a familiar voice from my rear.

“J-jason! What are you doing here?”

I twisted around on my heels to surprisingly find my Mom walking towards us. She was dressed in comfortable clothes, but I could embarrassingly still see her cleavage. She looked somewhat disoriented and flustered, I noticed slight white beads of liquid as though she had been sweating.

‘Has she been exercising? But more importantly, why is she coming from that direction? Was she...also in the lounge?’

I studied my Moms demeanor which looked as though she had just woken up from a very long nap.

“I was waiting for Dr winstead, Jaqueline has been keeping me company. Are you ok? I didn’t see you in the lounge what were you do-doing?” I asked a little worried.

“Huh you were? Hm how strange, I was resting my head a little. I had this terrible headache and the last thing I remembered was waking up in one of the rooms. Thankfully I think Dr Winstead sent someone to escort me to a room. Urgh my head still feels foggy. But are you ok, whats happened, have you been tested yet?”

The bombardment of her questions left me forgetting my initial concern, I glanced over towards Jaqueline who dutifully took control of the situation.

“Ah -Big sister it’s good to see you’ve r-rest well. I’m just taking Jason over to the testing room. We’re about to begin shortly, but do feel free to walk with us.” She said with a bright smile.

And just like that the three of us made our way towards the beginning of my destiny. But now that I look back on how everything transpired. Perhaps if I had known how my life would later turn out, the betrayals, the tragedy and all the lies. I would’ve simply run as far away from that manor as quickly as I possibly could. Perhaps even leaving my Mom behind in the process. For that day, was truly the beginning of everything horrible that went on to take place.