Something surprising

Donna felt so embarassed she hid her face in her palms. "I can't believe this. My own daughter, asking about our sexual exploits."

"Mum, I'm sorry. it's just the way dad said unconventional. Fair enough, who hasn't christened the back seat of their car, done it on the beach or a forest. But I get the feeling you two went a lot further than that."

Peter then opened up and even though he too felt embarrassed, he didn't show it. "Your mum and I had an open relationship." He then waited for Ellen to respond. She just stared at her dad without saying a word. "Meaning we slept about a bit and didn't hide it from each other. We carried on for a while after we got married but stopped when we decided to have you."

"Oh. So there's no question of my lineage then?" Ellen felt a bit relieved. When she first heard of the liberal relationship her parents had. She started to fear that her dad may not be her dad. But that was now laid to rest. "So, is it still a thing you both do or have you broke the habit. If that's the right way to put it."

"No, we don't do it anymore. But it was the reason why you spent a number of weekends round your grand parents." Peter was quite freely relaying the information to Ellen. "It started out fairly easy. When we was dating, your mum and I would go out with our friends as well. We never stopped each other from spending time with them. But we also acknowledge the fact that if drink was involved the chances of avoiding temptation were reduced, so we agreed that if it happened we would forgive each other for it."

"Okay. I get that alcohol can reduced inhibitions greatly. So would I be right that if you was both sober, It didn't happen?"

"Normally yes." Donna took her turn to speak now that she had gotten used to idea of discussing the subject, "Then it took a turn."

"A turn?"

"Well that would be an understatement." Peter now taking a quick moment to inject his sentence.

"What your dad meant was that I was swept off my feet by a charming black guy who just wanted me for my body. And he didn't disappoint. He was huge. As I was sober at the time though I decided to phone your dad and get his permission. After that we started to sleep about a bit even without the alcohol being involved. But our relationship survived it. By the time we had been married for a year we decided to stop it and have a child, You. I only wanted to have a child by your dad and we relented until you was born."

"Until I was born. So did you actually start doing it again or just try? I know you said that I spent a lot of my weekends round nan and grandad's. Doesn't mean you actually done it though."

"No. We both had some success, A few swingers parties here and there. But it stopped when you was five years old." Peter now starting to get angry at a certain memory of the past he was now revealing.

"Why do I have a feeling things didn't go well. I can see your blood boiling a bit dad. What happened?"

"There was one guy that got a bit heavy with me. He didn't want a one night stand and started stalking me. I was getting flowers and cute little messages left for me at work and home. I tried telling him I was married and it was just a bit of fun that we had agreed to in our marriage. After that he started to turn a bit nasty. He started saying that he was going to ruin our marriage and make me his. When I told him to get lost he then decided to get a bit more creepy. Following me everywhere I went."

"How did you get rid of him? Back then it wasn't so easy to get the police involved with stalking."

Peter then spoke. "He made the mistake of trying to get physical with me when your mum told me he wouldn't leave her alone. I tried to keep it calm and polite and explain to him that no matter what. Donna was my wife and he was only making himself look stupid. Then he punched me. Told me that I was nothing to him and he'd kill me just so he could fuck your mum daily. So I kicked the shit out of him. Three months later. Well, you remember me being in hospital and in pretty bad state myself?"

"Yes. Vaguely. Mum said you had been in a car crash. But it was this guy getting his vengeance?"

"Yeah. He got four of his friends to help him give me a good going over. Thing is though, the idiot was stupid enough to film it. When the police arrested him, they found the footage and it got all of them a nice healthy sentence in prison. They should all be out by now. Can't say I've seen any of them around, not that I'd remember their faces now though. And that's how it ended. No more sleeping around. It was a past we had left behind and we have no intention of going back to it now. It was a lesson to us both. So, now you know your parents sordid past."

Steven just sat there stunned at everything he heard. Now that the revelation had been finished. He broke out of his silence. "I knew I should've gone for walk." All eyes then turned to him. "That was some pretty heavy stuff. How badly did they beat you?"

"Pretty bad Steven. They broke my nose when they got the first couple punches in. When they got me on the floor they started to stamp on me. I had a broken jaw, fractured skull, a few busted ribs and a punctured lung. I was also rushed into emergency surgery for internal bleeding in my abdomen. Took a long time before I was able to work again."

"I remember seeing you laying there dad. I was so scarred you was going to die. Now that I think about it. That whole episode was possibly the catalyst for me wanting to do what I have been working on. I don't know."

"Possibly Ellen. I'm not a great believer in fate, but to anyone that is. Everything would seem to flow into a pre proposed plan for the future."

Steven was now sensing something else, something tied to the subject at hand but more sinister. "You say you haven't seen any of them about.

"Not that I can recall, no. Why?"

"I'm not sure. Something seems darker than it should be. I can't put my finger on it."

Donna was now white, She got up from her seat and moved to leave the room. "I'll be in the kitchen for minute. I'm not feeling to good."

"Mum. You okay. You've gone really pale." Ellen and Peter could only be concerned for her. But as Steven wasn't family he finally realised what it was.

"I'll be fine Ellen. I think I've drunk to much. Just going to put the kettle on and make a tea to sober up a bit. I'll be back in a few minutes." Donna then went into the kitchen.

Steven sensed an opportunity to test his theory. "That's actually not a bad idea. I quite fancy a cup myself. If that's okay with everyone?" Peter told Steven to help himself and left Ellen with her dad to catch up further on what she has missed. Steven enter the kitchen to find Donna crying. Sitting at the table crying, her head planted in her arms to masked her sobs. "Donna. You seen them haven't you?" Startled at the unexpected voice, she looked up at Steven. He saw her look of despair and sat next to her. Using his powers to turn the kettle on so he could still make his tea.

"Yes. They all started to make themselves visible to me a few months back." But there was more to it than that. Steven wanted to get to truth, but didn't want to see her upset. He put his hand on Donna's arm to help her relax. Raising his eyebrow to her to silently ask her to elaborate. "It's starting again. His spell in prison has made him more determined. They only started making eyes at me when I first noticed them." Steven now used his power to look into Donna's mind. He wanted to see who it was that was tormenting his girlfriends mum. "I haven't said anything to Peter, I don't know how to tell him. I don't want him to get hurt again, but." She started to cry harder again. By this time though the crying was heard in the living room and both Peter and Ellen approached the door to the kitchen. But before they could enter they heard words that sent chills through their spines "They raped me." And then Donna wailed.

Peter came rushing in and gathered Donna in his arms. It was clear who Donna was talking about. Peter was beside himself, but comforting his wife was primary concern. Ellen was furious, as was Steven. Ellen and Steven looked at each other before Steven spoke. "I know what they look like. I saw them in your mums head. Leave them to me."

"What are you going to do Steven?"

"Something completely out of character for me. They have put your mum through hell. So, they will now experience hell themselves. The things I am going to make them see. What I am going to do to them. Stay with your mum and dad. By the time I have finished with them." He didn't finished the sentence. He just stormed out the door to where he knew they were hiding. Once outside, he jumped space to the home of the man who raped Ellen's mum. But before he went in he decided he must have a good plan to make the men tremble with fear. "They put her through hell. So they will see me as a demon. A demon of vengeance." With that he changed his physical appearance and then destroyed the door to the house. As luck would have it, all five of them were in the building. Hearing the crash, they quickly readied and grabbed some knives to fight back at the intruder only to be faced with an image that froze them to the core. Before them stood Steven, who now looked like he rose from the depths of Hades. Grabbing the man who started all the heartache that Donna has had to endure, by his throat, He smiled at him and chose his words carefully to make things seem as though they were face to face with Satan himself. "I have come to claim your souls." Using his powers to make sure that they couldn't run, locking all the doors and windows so the only way out was past him. "Even in hell we do not condone the raping of a woman, and you shall suffer greatly for your actions." Two of the five had become so shaken that they visibly wet themselves. Steven now changed the environment around them, to make it look like he had taken them all to the underworld. "Here in my domain. You will witness what it is to feel like the woman you have defiled. Only when I think you have suffered enough, will you return. Even in the eyes of demons, you are not men. You are cowards. Enjoy your punishment." Steven then vanished and left them to suffer their own personal hell. To be subjected to the very thing that they had put Donna through. They was to be anally raped themselves by imaginary demons. Of course none of it was real. It was just a false memory that would implanted into their minds. One that they would remember when they woke up back in the house they had been staying at. One they will never forget.