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Staring at Nicole you focus on the white gas slowly exiting her mouth, you feel a strange tug in the back of your throat as the gas stops moving. The tugging sensation continues as you back away to get a better look, when you do you realize something. Nicole isn't moving either she's frozen in the position she was in when you stopped the gas from moving. Her eyes staring ahead, her face slightly scrunched up in confusion, her body held in a halfway sitting position. What's even more bizzare is the fact that her breasts are still slightly squished from when they pressed against your chest. You look up at the clock on the wall, half convinced you somehow stopped time, the steady movement of the second hand removes that notion from your mind. You walk around Nicole as you try to figure out what happened, what you did to her to revive her, and how to prevent the black gas from happening again. After several minutes the tugging sensation has started to burn, you cough and it passes, along with the disappearance of the tugging feeling. Nicole looks around confused, she spots you and starts to open her mouth. But before she can utter a word you ask her.

"What happened? Why are you breathing smoke? Can you breath other colors? Did I gift you this strange ability I now possess?" You don't expect Nicole to know any of these answers, but when something this weird happens just voicing your questions can help calm you down.

Nicole chuckles, it's light and melodious the sound calms you, bring you inner peace. "I think you know what happened," She's says smiling up at you. "You killed me, but then brought me back anew. I feel so much better now," Nicole pushes herself off the floor springing up gracefully, if you weren't focused on the incredible height she had sprung to, or the lithe way she landed on her feet, you'd have noticed the subtle hand prints she made on the floor. "I feel stronger, faster, but mostly I feel pure. It's like you cleansed me of everything and I've been born again. Born for you." Nicole says as she presses her hands to her chest, staring at you her eyes filled with longing. "The smoke I breathe is different from yours, it has none of the power from you, so no I don't share in your gift, nor can I breathe other colors. This," Nicole exhales and then swirls the smoke with her hand. "is more like a tether binding me to you, not in that shared life kind of way either. It's kind of like a contract, you made this new life for me and as such you own my life. I cannot do anything to harm you nor can I resist your commands. If I see, or know of something that could, would, or will harm you I'll do everything I can to keep you from that danger. Does that answer your questions, Master?" Nicole asks with a slight giggle.