My own voice was laughing at me:

"TWO SYMBOLS!! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA"

"NOT ANIMAGIS!! HA HA HA HA HA"

"AMBER MOON? HA HA HA HA HA"

"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA"

My own voice laughing like a madman.

An insane procession of laughing driving me crazy.

And the worse of them was my own voice laughing and accusing me:

“YOU FAILED EVERYONE BECAUSE YOU LOOKED AT THE WRONG HAND. AND I WON'T FORGIVE YOU!! I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOU!! HA HA HA HA HA”

And I screamed and screamed.

With all the air of my nonexistent lungs, I screamed.

Everything faded again; but, this time I faded too.

The fog dispersed, and the inside of a red cave replaced the school grounds.

I could see my sister Jennah.

"Wait a moment, I don't have a sister", I thought to myself. 

Yet, there she was:

My sister had just finished her last contract with a mortal.

Three of my other half-sisters were around her.

They were all naked. Sitting in the rocks, forming a circle, like they were in a campfire.

As always, when one of them came back home after the end of a contract, the other sisters welcomed her. 

They were dying of curiosity to hear her stories. To know how the contract ended. And how she fed in the poor mortal that choose her as a companion.

Jennah was one of my newborn sisters. She was only 319 years old. Her last master died, and with this her contract terminated, she came back home and would remain with us until a new summoning lead her to make another contract. Then, she would find another master to feed on.

Her late master should have a taste for angels, because she was wearing golden wings. They were closed behind her sexy body. Her golden hair covering her back down to her naked tights.

When she gesticulated, her upturned nipples danced in her enormous breasts. Moving up and down as if they also wanted to tell her tale.

She loved to bounce about her doings.

"So, how was it this time?", asked Hazel.

Hazel was the youngest of them. The last daughter of Lilith, her father was a powerful duke of hell that fell in my mother's appreciation. She had hazel eyes and brown long hair. Her perky tits implied that who contracted her liked young looking petite girls.

Jennah was excited, while she told her about her master:

"That old pervert geezer had more energy left than you can imagine, "she said with a naughty look.

"To imagine that an old shell like that would take four months to end. I must say I got impressed. And his fantasies, oh delicious, mmm quite a meal."

"I guess you gave him the time of a lifetime, didn't you Jennah?, that was Charola asking.

Charola was always the naughty one. Her appetite for males and women was not paralleled by any of our sisters.

"Oh, he had the most delicious dreams. I savored every second of his perversity. Quite an imagination for a man of his age. Ohh I am satiated, but we know that won’t last, h hi hi."

"Charola had eight masters in a month", said Hazel.

"I always was gluttony you know", she grinned.

They all laughed.

Then, Jennah realized that I was listening to them in a corner of the cave wall.

"What about her?", she said with contemp. "When will our older sister make us proud and take in a contract?”

She tilted her head to me, mocking me with hard words:

"You are the oldest here. Yet you are still empty. Aren't you ashamed? How can you have thousands and thousands of years and no master? No one choose a name for you or presented you with a real shape. You are a disgrace for our family."

And they laughed and called me names.

They were right, I had no master, I had no name and I never materialized as a succubus yet.

But I had her, and she was the only thing that comforted me.

She seemed to understand what I wanted. And always protected me from the sadness.

"Don't worry", she said," We will be better than all of them together. I will protect you forever, princess.”

“Forever."

“Forever…”

My eyes opened again and a starry night in the woods welcomed me.

Voluptia and the Doctor looked down to me. 

I was lying in the ground in a place that allowed me to see part of a mountain and hear the sound of a nearby waterfall.

I was feeling dizzy and the sharp pain in my chest was still there. I took my hand to examine it. There was a puncture in the skin.

The doctor removed my hand off the wound, saying:

“Against my will, Voluptia snatched you from the table and brought you here. You almost died twice tonight. Your body was burning with fever.”

I was still confused, feeling weak, yet Voluptia acted wisely.

She took me to the only place that I needed to go to recover from my injuries.

My place of mana: a natural source of potable water.

Voluptia got closer, I could see that she was not happy:

"What did you think you were doing?", she said, visually upset.

I tried to explain:

"I...was hurt. She came... to rescue me...",

"She almost killed you! I almost killed you! You did the only thing that we cannot do!", she was angry and sad at the same time.

"She didn't want to kill me, I could feel it inside my mind"

"I thought that you understood. We never wanted to kill you. That is our nature. Her true nature. Why do you think we need you to be the guardian of the amulet? For what do you think it was made? It is not a trinket, you know that? There are rules! You broke them!"

I looked at her and I remembered the last part of the dream:

"You had no shape...She was there with you and you had no shape..."

She got angrier. I imagine that she didn't hit me that time, because of my injuries.

She got up and irritated she moved erratically,while balancing her hands, she was agitated. I could see my involuntary trip inside her head was not welcome.

“Were you snooping into my memories? How could you?”. she was altered. Even the doctor gave us some space and moved away.

I needed to know what the dream wanted to tell me.

I insisted:

“She was never the enemy, right? I know that she cares about you.”

“YES, YES!!", she shouted, "And you care about her too!!”, she answered staring me with a concerned look in her face.

She was right: against all odds, I cared about Grotheske.