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Deus Ex Inferni IV: Madness is Relative

It was a rainy night in Boston, the water cascaded from the sky with such volume it was bending the branches of trees. Aedan was sitting in his tiny apartment listening to the rain and suffering from a horrendous migraine. He always seemed to get them on rainy days and nights. It was something he had grown up with. He tried to get up to close the blinds, but when he shifted to get up from his sofa, his head throbbed painfully and lights flashed in front of his eyes. He felt incredibly dizzy, falling off the sofa. He dragged himself over to the bathroom and was violently sick in the toilet. He flopped down next to the bowl and sighed, wiping his mouth. He was a fairly average human, and had come from Ireland to America in order to study at Boston University. His uncle owned several blocks of flats, so Aedan was able to live for almost nothing a few blocks from the heart of the city. The apartment he lived in was very nice, if a little small. But as it was only him living there it wasn't a big deal. That didn't concern him right at this moment, however. Using the sink, he pulled himself up from the floor, hitting the flush on the toilet as he did so. Supporting himself on one hand, he pushed his shoulder-length red hair out of his face and looked blearily at his reflection in the mirror. He had typical Irish features. Round face, slightly flat nose and stout chin. Nothing remarkable at all, not when your classmates had fur, feathers and scales. Opening the cabinet he reached up and grabbed a bottle of pills. He fumbled with the lid, finally getting it off, scattering pills in the sink as he did so.

"Ah fer fucks sake!" he hissed, scrabbling for the pills. As he did so, there was a knock on his door. He grumbled, scooping up the now wet pills and throwing them in the bin. The knock came again, and with it a bolt of stabbing pain. Aedan pressed a hand against his head and screwed up his eyes, wishing whomever was at the door would just piss off. There was another knock. It sounded like the person knocking almost didn't want to be heard. Swearing, Aedan stumbled out of the bathroom stumbling over furniture and crumpled clothes. He reached the door and leaned against it, gathering strength to face the hideously bright hallway light. His apartment was dimly lit at the moment, his migraines giving him extreme photosensitivity was a real pain. He pushed himself away from the door and slowly unbolted it. He opened it a crack and peered out. The light from the hall nearly blinded him as the door opened. Shielding his eyes he opened the door wider and saw, standing in front of his door in a slowly growing puddle, a lizard. She (she was definitely a she, Aedan could see her small breasts through her soaked clothes) was wearing what looked like some kind of hospital gown. Her scales were white as freshly fallen snow, and here eyes were - rather shockingly - blood red. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Brother!" she said.

Searing pain thundered through Aeadan's head when she looked at him with those eyes. He clutched his head and screamed, falling backwards. The slender lizard stepped into the apartment and closed the door behind her, locking it. Aedan was writing on the floor, clutching at his skull. Sweat was beading on his face as he gasped for breath. The pain slowly began to subside and he pulled himself up onto the arm of the sofa, staring back at the lizard girl. She was elegantly slender, with a smooth head and small, perfect breasts. Here eyes were fairly large, with black slitted pupils floating in a sea of red. Her long flexible tail swished back and forth as she looked around the apartment.

"Who...are you?" Aedan gasped.

"Silly! I'm your sister!"

"What? I don't have aaAUGH!"

Pain speared through his head again, but this time it was much worse. It felt like tremendous pressure was building up inside his skull. Veins popped out in his neck as his face turned red.

"I got here just in time." The lizard said, walking over to Aedan and lifting him under his arms. With surprising strength she pulled him into his bedroom and dropped him onto the bed. Aedan cried out as a fresh wave of throbbing galloped through his head.

The lizard calmly peeled off her soaked gown and let it drop to the floor. Her body was perfectly proportioned. Even a human would find her extremely attractive. Aedan probably would have done too if his skull didn't feel like it was about to crack open. The pressure in his head seemed to grow greater, blood began to trickle out of his nose and ears as he writhed on the bed. The lizard climbed on top of him, pinning his arms down and trapping his legs with her feet. She was far stronger than she looked, easily pinning Aedan who was larger than she was. She looked around the room as Aedan wriggled beneath her. She saw a penknife on the bedside table, and using her tail, picked it up, opening the blade with her teeth. Using the knife in her surprisingly prehensile tail, she carefully cut away Aedan's clothing until he was lying naked on the bed. Dropping the knife over the side of the bed, the lizard opened her mouth, revealing a long pointed tongue that was dripping with saliva. She lowered herself down, pressing her nude body against his, trapping him under her. Her mouth locked with his, and as soon as this happened, the pain ceased. A huge wave of immense relief washed through Aedan as his body slumped back on the bed. The lizard broke the kiss, thick ropes of saliva bridging their mouths. Aedan was panting as the realisation of his position hit him. He blinked as her crimson eyes met his.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his face beginning to turn red. He could feel something very warm and wet pressing around his penis, which was rapidly becoming hard.

"Saving you...now you'll be able to hear it properly!"

"Hear what?" Aedan replied, squirming uncomfortably, unable to budge the lizard. It was beginning to occur to him that she might not be entirely sane.

"The Song! It told me to come and find you! You are the only other person that has it inside them!"

"I really have no idea what you're talking about!" Aedan replied. Yep, she was definitely mad. Strong too, unbelievably so. Try as he might, he couldn't budge her from him. Her scales felt incredibly warm and smooth against his bare skin. This thought didn't help his growing erection, which was currently throbbing rather hard. He could feel his cock pressing against what could only be her pussy.

"Don't worry...I'll let the song out...then you'll be like me! Then we can be brother and sister!"

"Listen! I really don't think-" Aedan began, but was cut of when the lizard shifted her weight, causing his cock to slide fully inside her very hot, surprisingly wet pussy. He gasped and gripped the bed sheets hard. Good God it felt amazing! His entire body shivered as she gently moved back and forth, rubbing her body against his. Lowering her head, she began to nuzzle his neck. Aedan's mind started to go blank from the incredible pleasure. All of his thoughts began to fade, and suddenly...music. It was faint at first, but it slowly grew louder, until it filled Aedan's mind and body. It was the most beautiful sound Aedan had ever heard. It soared all around him, lifting his body; enveloping his mind and making him feel oddly energised. His initial fears began to fade away, this felt...right. This felt good. This was supposed to happen.

"Can you hear it, brother?" the lizard whispered to him, licking his cheek.

"I...I can..." He replied, eyes wide, staring at nothing.

"What does it sound like?" She asked, gasping softly as she made love to him.

"It...it is beautiful...it's...speaking to me..."

"Just listen...listen and embrace it..." she whispered, kissing his lips.

Aedan gasped, his fingers interlacing with hers as he surrendered to the overpowering melody that flowed through him. Their bodies writhed together, their soft and gentle lovemaking causing them both to gasp and moan softly. They kissed each other deeply, and as their lips locked, Aedan's skin around his mouth began to turn snowy white. As his cock slid back inside her, the whiteness began to spread from his groin over the lower half of his body. The whiteness around his mouth had reached his ears, moving up to his hair, turning it as white as his skin. The colour of his eyes began to swirl, slowly turning blood red.

Two years later, at the Davidson High Security Psychiatric Hospital, Doctor Jennifer Wilson was awaiting the arrival of two new inmates. The collie looked down at her clipboard, pushing her round glasses up her nose. According to their files, these two were the worst serial killers in a generation. Convicted of sixty-two counts of first-degree murder, the only reason they weren't executed was because they were both undeniably insane. Jennifer looked up as two security vans drove up the drive, pulling up outside Patient check-in. The door to the first van opened and the FBI agent assigned to their transport stepped out. Jennifer knew him quite well. He was a middle-aged human who had been assigned to this case after the first murder two years ago. He had a serious face and a non-nonsense attitude towards anyone who decided to break the law.

"Agent Petersen." Jennifer said by way of greeting. Despite being reasonably close friends, they were both working, so a certain level of professionalism was expected.

"Doctor Wilson."

"How was the trial?"

"Awful. They just sat there, smiling like a coupl'a freaks and holding hands he entire time. You ought'a be careful with these two. A real pair of psychos."

"You know it's my job to help them, and that kind of language doesn't make my life any easier."

"Yeah well its true." Petersen said, spitting on the ground, as the two prisoners were unloaded. Both of them were in full body restraints, including mouth cages. They were carried on stretchers into the hospital while surrounded by armed guards.

"If I hadn't read the reports, I would say all of this was unnecessary." Jennifer said, watching the two get taken in to the hospital.

"Yeah, well I'd rather have them trussed up like turkey's than have my heart cut out and eaten."

"Well, thank you for everything you've done on this case, but we'll take it from here."

"If you say so Doctor." Petersen returned to the van as the armed guards filed out of the hospital having handed the new inmates over to the orderlies and the hospital security. Jennifer headed inside just as the inmates were being taken to their room. It was rare to keep patients in the same room, but when they had been in custody, they had been separated. The result of this caused the female to become incredibly withdrawn, to the point where her physical condition actually began to deteriorate. The male had become increasingly violent, attempting to reach the female. It had taken eight guards to restrain him, but not before he had severely injured three others. Since then the easiest way to deal with them was to keep them together. Jennifer nodded to the receptionist and headed for the main dorms. The facility was a new state of the art hospital designed to house the "criminally insane", or those so mentally damaged they posed a very real threat to themselves and those around them. Jennifer wasn't entirely sure which category these two belonged in, but she was determined to find out. The orderlies were just coming out of the room when she arrived.

"How are they?" she asked.

"Calm as anything." One of the guards said, before leaving. Jennifer went up to the door and opened the observation window. The room was completely padded, with a specially installed double bed. The two patients were sitting quietly in a corner, huddled up together, holding hands. Their eyes were closed, and they were resting their heads against each other. Both of them were smiling. It was almost as if they were listening to something.

"How are the patients settling in?"

Jennifer turned and saw the Head Psychiatrist coming down the corridor towards her. His name was Richard Edmondson although everyone just called him Ricky.

"Fine I guess, I haven't really had time to go through the new files the FBI sent in this morning." Jennifer replied with a sigh. Richard peered through the viewing window briefly before closing it. He was a tall, thin Raven with scruffy feathers and an oddly shiny beak.

"Not the strangest looking cases we've had, but keeping them together is making me uneasy." He said.

"I assume you read the report of what happened when they were separated in custody?"

"Yes...I would rather this than risking the well being of staff and patients. Anyway, you have a great deal of paperwork to do before you get started with these two." Richard said with a grin (quite an accomplishment with a beak), handing Jennifer the stack of papers he had been carrying.

"Aw dammit it Ricky! I have a date tonight!"

"Had a date. Your new beau called saying he had to cancel."

Jennifer sighed and took the papers.

"You win this round scruffy bird." She said

"Don't I always?"

Jennifer stuck her tongue out at him, causing Richard to laugh.

"You're a terrible person Ricky." She said

"You love me really." The raven said, turning to head back to his office.

Jennifer looked down at the stack of papers in her hands and groaned. This was going to take all morning.

That afternoon Jennifer was conducting her first session with the two new patients. The new interview rooms were built so that the psychiatrist was seated behind mirrored safety glass, while the patient was restrained in full body restraints in a padded cell on the other side. She was currently reading over the files from the FBI. She had to admit, while some of the reports were extremely disturbing, everything else about the two was fascinating. She looked down at the file on the male and frowned. She picked up his mug shot, studied it, then rooted through his file and picked up another photo. The FBI mug shot showed a tall, slender man, with high cheekbones, slender, pointed nose and a rather handsome chin. He had long platinum blonde hair, flowing over his shoulders down to the small of his back. His skin was snowy white and flawless. His eyes were one of his most striking features though. Both the cornea and iris were the same colour, blood red. His pupils were long and slitted, not unlike a reptile's. She had at first thought he was an albino hybrid, but DNA tests came back saying he was 100% human. She looked at the second photograph. It was from a student ID from Boston University. It showed an average looking man with red hair and green eyes. There was no way this could be the same person, yet medical and dental records matched exactly. This white skinned psychopath was Aedan O'Dea, a transfer student from Ireland. Jennifer shuddered. It wasn't unusual for people with mental disorders to undergo cosmetic surgery to alter their appearance, but Jennifer had a strange feeling this wasn't cosmetic surgery. If it was, the surgeon that did it must have been an absolute genius. She was having more medical and genetic tests conducted on both of them, so all she could do now was wait for the results. Shaking her head she opened the file on his 'sister'. Less was known about her than Aedan. She was apparently a Five Lined Skink, although with the completely white scales it was very hard to tell. Her name was apparently Jessica Wight. She had been housed in an orphanage since hatching, and had been moved to a Children's mental ward when she started showing signs of severe psychosis towards the other children at the orphanage. Two years ago, on her twenty-second birthday, she had escaped the facility where she had been living and had vanished. Curiously, a missing persons report had been filed for Aedan a few days after his twenty-second birthday. His last phone call with his uncle had been about his unwillingness to celebrate due to a severe migraine. Something he had apparently suffered from since he was a child. Looking up through the window, she looked at Aedan, secured in his full body restraint. It looked like he was sleeping, but that was probably due to the mild tranquiliser they had given him to prevent him from going berserk when they came to take him from his cell. Jennifer pressed the button that turned the window transparent. His eyes opened and he looked up, straight at her. It was slightly unnerving to be stared at with eyes like that.

"Good morning Aedan. How are you today?" Jennifer said, keeping her tone friendly and non-threatening. These first few sessions would be the most crucial in getting to understand him. There was a brief pause before he replied.

"Good morning doctor. I am well." He said. His voice was soft, almost musical, but had a strange resonating quality to it. He didn't even really have an accent. If anything Jennifer would say it was faintly British.

"Do you know why you are here, Aedan?"

"...Yes...doctor." His reply was distant, almost like he was barely paying attention.

"Could you tell me why you are here?"

"We tried to let others hear the Song...but they couldn't hear it...so the Song told us to release them."

"But you killed those people. You didn't let them go."

"Death must be the sweetest form of release for those deprived of the Song." Aedan said with a smile. It looked like he was in a trance; his head kept swaying slowly back and forth.

"Killing people is wrong, Aedan. What you and Jessica did was very wrong."

"Sister? Where is she?" Aedan asked. It was like a light had come on behind his eyes.

"She is back in your cell, perfectly safe and sound."

"N-no...no it...the song is getting scared! I need...we need..." Aedan began wriggling in his restraints.

"Please calm down Aedan. Tell me what it is you need."

"We need to be together! The song is stronger together!"

"Aedan-" Jennifer started, but was cut off when Aedan tore through the tough restraints with little apparent effort.

"Oh Jesus!" Jennifer squealed, and slammed her hand down on the panic button. The door to the cell immediately slammed open and security rushed in, followed by two orderlies. Aedan turned on them, hissing angrily. As the guards approached, he pounced on one, taking him to the ground, biting him savagely in the shoulder. The guard cried out, smacking Aedan with his free hand. Aedan reeled back and the other guard tackled him while the orderlies scrambled to get a syringe filled with tranquiliser. Aedan moved with lizardlike grace and speed, slipping out of the guards grip, grabbing him by the head and slamming it into the viewing window. There was a spray of blood as the guard's nose broke. Aedan leapt towards the orderlies, knocking them aside and racing out of the open door.

"Oh shit! Shit shit shit!" Jennifer said, leaving the interview room, as more guards rounded the corner.

"He got out! We have to catch him!" She shouted at them.

They didn't have to search for him for very long. They arrived at his cell to find him holding tightly onto a shivering Jessica. She had dark rings around her eyes and her skin looked surprisingly gaunt. Even such a short time apart caused this kind of reaction. Something Jennifer found quietly fascinating. They closed the door to the cell and locked it. Jennifer realised she was panting from the excitement and adrenalin. How had he been able to overpower those guards so quickly? He wasn't hugely muscular, and had no experience in any sort of fighting (that the reports told her about anyway). She opened the observation window and watched Aedan get slowly to his feet, helping his shivering sister over to the bed; they both climbed in and curled up together, foreheads pressed together and fingers interlocked. Aedan was back to his normal calm self now. There was no hint of the raging maniac he had just been.

"Well he's a massive psycho." She muttered, closing the window. This was going to be harder than she originally thought.

Aedan and Jessica lay curled up together in the bed, under the hospital blanket. Jessica had wrapped her legs and tail around Aedan, holding him as close as possible. Her body was slowly beginning to return to normal.

"I'm so sorry sister..." Aedan whispered, tears running down his face.

"Its okay, brother." Jessica said, stroking his cheek with her long slender fingers.

"Did you hurt anyone?"

"Two...the song got so scared...I had to get back to you."

"Its okay brother. They will not separate us again."

"I know, sister. Wait...ahhh..." Aedan let out a long sigh. Jessica's shivering had stopped, and the Song was back to how it was before. They both closed their eyes and placed their heads together. The song wrapped around them in a beautiful melody only they could hear.

"Why do they hurt us like this?" Aedan asked after a while

"They do not understand us, brother. If they cannot hear the song, they never will."

"We should try to make them hear it."

"Soon...the song will tell us when."

A few months later, Jennifer was sat in Richard's office.

"Its official. Those two are completely fucking nuts." Jennifer said, scratching her head.

"I find that language highly unprofessional and unbelievably apt." Richard replied, turning the pages of the report in front of him.

"Thanks Ricky."

"You're welcome...is this true?"

"What?"

"Here. You've written that Jessica refused to speak with you unless Aedan was present."

"Oh, yeah. I suppose that was her version of what happens when they are separated."

"I see you started interviewing them together...and none of the treatments we put them through worked?"

"None at all. Their particular brand of crazy seems to be the permanent sort."

Richard rubbed his eyes.

"Great. Just great."

"What do we do? No treatments work on them, they are utterly convinced that this 'song' or whatever it is tells them what to do...we can't separate them because one gets extremely violent and the other one turns into a skeleton. They make the other patients uneasy and nervous, they refuse to eat anything so we have to have them hooked up to nutrient drips...I thought I could help these two but I think if I have to see them smiling at me one more time then I think I might go insane."

Richard looked over at his canine colleague.

"Done?" He asked

"I think so. For now at least."

"Well, all we can do now is look after them. As long as they stay calm and don't bother the other patients they aren't a threat to anyone."

"They murdered over fifty people! How can they not be a threat?"

"Look, this is a high security facility. This place was built to house people like them. If we can treat them then fine, but nobody actually expects us to succeed. Don't let it get to you so much. You'll end up looking like me before you hit middle age."

"I'm twenty-nine you ass."

"My point still stands madam."

"Ugh...you're right...I just thought maybe with these two..."

"You're a good psychologist, Jenny, but sometimes you just can't help in the way you would like. The best we can do is keep them away from the rest of society."

"Except that certain parts of society want to study these two."

"Ah yes. This whole 'perfect species' thing. Do you believe the medical and genetic reports?"

"Science doesn't lie. How these two can be medically and genetically perfect is beyond me though."

"Well, we've seen first hand what a 'perfect' human can do." Richard said with air quotes.

"I don't want to see what a perfect lizard can do. Agile bastards at the best of times."

Richard sighed and stretched in his chair.

"Look. The board is going to be meeting tomorrow. I'll bring these two up and see if we can come to a conclusion on how to handle all of...this." He said, waving at the piles of paperwork on his desk. Most of it was concerning Aedan and Jessica.

"As for you, you'd better get some sleep. You're working the graveyard shift tonight."

"You don't have to remind me." Jennifer said, pushing her chair back and getting to her feet.

"How come you never have to work the night shift?" She asked, pausing at the door.

"I'm the boss." Richard said with a grin. Jennifer rolled her eyes and left.

That night, she lay on one of the uncomfortable beds that were supplied for the late shift workers, staring at the ceiling. It was just gone midnight, meaning she had managed to get a grand total of three hours of sleep. She sat up, swinging her legs off the bed, scratching herself behind her floppy ears. She slipped into her flip-flops and padded to the bathroom with her glass for a drink. She filled up the glass and stumbled back to her bed. She had got about halfway there when something caught her eye. She turned her head towards the door to the dorm room. Her canine eyes allowed her to see better in the dark than a lot of species, but her sense of smell was what was really useful in the dark. She sniffed, and caught a whiff of something sharp and metallic. Frowning, she went over to the door and pushed it open, blinking in the bright hallway lights. She looked up and down the corridor.

"Hello?" she called. No answer. The night guards were probably doing their midnight rounds along with most of the medical staff. Suddenly, every single sense in her body told her to run. She yelped and spun around, but there was no one in the corridor behind her, or in the dorm room. Her tail wagged nervously as she slowly crept down the corridor towards the main reception. The dorm rooms for the staff weren't actually near the wards like in conventional hospitals. It was a high security facility after all. She entered the main reception expecting to see the guard, but there was no one there. She looked around confused. She couldn't even hear footsteps. She went over to the main entrance and tried the door. Locked, as expected. The keys were still at the guard's desk, so no one had gone anywhere. She grabbed a set of keys, and still in her pyjamas and flip-flops, went out into the wards. As she rode the elevator up to the wards (the ground floor of the facility being dorm rooms for the employees and general offices) the metallic scent began to grow stronger. Jennifer suddenly realised what the smell was. Her senses flared up again, and she began jabbing the alarm button to stop the elevator, but it was too late. The doors opened with a ping and showed her a sight straight out of a b-movie horror. Bodies filled the reception to the wards; blood had formed congealing pools on the floor. The reception was mostly filled with guards, bloody uniforms sticking to matted fur, sticky skin and broken scales. It looked like all the night guards. Jennifer couldn't scream, as much as she wanted to the sounds just wouldn't come out. Her entire body shook, as she looked at the scene in utter horror. Something finally snapped inside her and she ran over to one of the guards, turning him over. His face was covered in blood and he was quite clearly dead. It looked like most of the blood had come from his eyes, ears nose and mouth. She could see no other wounds on him. The same went for the other guards. She staggered to her feet and was violently sick. Stumbling she slid on a pool of blood and thudded into a wall. After steadying her trembling legs, she looked up and down the long corridor for one of the wards. Every single door was open, and a river of blood flowed from every cell. Stumbling back to the elevator, she tried to call it, but the digital display just said it was out of order. Whimpering, Jennifer stumbled over to the guard desk and tried the phone. It was dead. She scrambled for one of the discarded radios. It crackled into life. With shaking fingers she tried tuning it until she got a response.

"Hello? Who's this?" came a voice

"Oh god! Thank god! Please! This is the Davidson Psychiatric hospital! I need help! Everyone is dead! Theres blood everywhere!"

"Woah! Slow down! This is Boston Fire Department, what's your name?"

"Doctor Jennifer Wilson, I'm a psychologist here! Please, send someone, anyone! Everyone is dead! All the guards and the patients and the doctors I don't know what to do I'm so scared!"

"Alright, stay calm. We've contacted the police and we're sending an engine there now. We'll be there in fifteen minutes. Stay calm and get to somewhere safe. Stay in conta-"

"Hello? Hello?!"

The radio crackled, then went dead.

"No no no no! Please!"

Jennifer tried more radios, pulling them off the belts of dead guards, slipping on blood in her panic. Tears streamed down her face as none of the radios worked.

"Fuck fuck FUCK!" She stopped, staggered upright, breathing heavily and panting. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and looked around. This was the ward that...Aedan and Jessica were on...

"Hello Doctor."

Jennifer yelped and turned. Aedan and Jessica were standing in front of the lift, holding hands and smiling in their long hospital gowns.

"P-please...don't kill me!" Jennifer whimpered, pressing herself against the desk, tears drenching her fur.

The two siblings stepped forwards.

"Don't be afraid..." Jessica said

"...The Song likes you." Aedan continued.

"It wants you to join our family."

"You'll be our big sister!"

"We've been looking for someone like you."

"We just had to wait for the right time."

Jennifer sank to the floor, sobbing as they approached. They knelt down in front of her and reached out their free hands. Jennifer let out a small scream as they took her by the arms and pulled her to her feet. She struggled and thrashed, desperately trying to escape, but despite their slender appearances, they were extremely strong. They pulled her down the corridor towards their cell. Jennifer was begging and pleading with them the whole way.

"Please don't kill me!" She sobbed, "I never hurt you! I only wanted to help you!"

Aedan and Jessica entered their cell, lifting Jennifer up and pinning her to the bed. Jessica moved around to Jennifer's head, pinning her shoulders down while Aedan removed Jennifer's pyjamas.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Jennifer cried, tears still streaming down her face. Once she was naked, Aedan and Jessica pulled her arms and legs out, fastening them to the bed with the wrist and ankle restraints that hung from the bed. Jennifer was now lying spread-eagle on the bed, completely at their mercy.

"Shall we start, Brother?" Jessica asked, looking at Aedan.

"Yes, lets!" Aedan replied.

All Jennifer could do now was lie there and whimper. Jessica pulled off her gown and dropped it on the floor. Climbing onto the bed, she straddled Jennifer and rested her rump on the canine's stomach. Leaning forwards the lizard brought their faces into contact, foreheads touching.

"Please..." Jennifer croaked.

"Shhh...relax, sister." Jessica said, closing her eyes and stroking Jennifer's head.

Jennifer gasped and arched her back when a sudden warm, wet sensation assaulted her vagina. Aedan had his face buried in her crotch and was busy licking her pussy with his long, pointed tongue. Jennifer gasped again, and writhed in the restraints, trying to escape from the sick pleasure that was filling her loins.

"Don't fight it..." Jessica whispered, pressing their heads together, holding on to Jennifer's head.

"Stop! Please Sto-" Jennifer's pleas were muffled when Jessica's tongue slid into her mouth, coiling around her tongue. Unable to speak, the collie could only whimper into the kiss as the sibling's long, wet tongues raped her. Then her body started to relax. Her eyes widened in horror as her struggles began to die down without her consent. As her body relaxed, she became aware of a sound. It started off quiet, but it slowly began to grow. As it got louder Jennifer could discern it as music...indescribably beautiful music. The louder it got, the more she relaxed, until she ceased to struggle completely. Then the song began. Jennifer surrendered utterly as soon as it did. It was the most incredible thing she had ever heard. It filled her mind and body, banishing her fear and sorrow. She suddenly felt incredibly light, far lighter than she had ever felt before. As the song filled her mind, Jessica released her from the kiss, saliva dripping from both their mouths. Jennifer let out a loud moan as Aedan slid is tongue deep inside her. Her back arched, this time in utter bliss. Jessica slid off the canine, leaving a sticky trail in her fur. Lowering her head, the lizard took one of Jennifer's breasts in hand and began to suckle on the nipple. The black areas of Jennifer's fur were slowly beginning to turn snowy white, and the white areas began to fade to an even lighter shade of white. Her eyes were completely glazed over she stared at the ceiling of the cell, panting as she was pleasured, not caring about anything except the song soaring through her. She squirmed on the bed and gasped as her orgasm took her breath away. Her body flopped down onto the bed. Panting and gasping, her head began to clear, but the song never fully went away. It hung there at the back of her mind, like background noise in a busy subway station. She felt the pressure release from her wrists and ankles. Slowly sitting up, she saw Aedan perched on the edge of the bed, licking his still dripping face and fingers. A hand on her shoulder made her turn to face Jessica. She was smiling at the collie.

"You are our sister now. Father will be so pleased."

"Father...?"

"Soon. We should leave now."

Aedan got to his feet and held out his hands. Jessica took one, and Jennifer took the other.

"What..." Jennifer began, and then blinked. They were no longer in the cell. They were in a large room with no windows. Lights glowed dimly around the room. In the center of the room was a raised dais with a vast oval stone resting on top of it. It looked like it was made from lapis lazuli. Protruding from the center of the stone was a huge sword, easily five foot or more in length, with a blade at least six inches wide. It glittered in the light with a golden iridescence, like crystals of Bismuth. Jessica and Aedan led Jennifer up a set of steps to the stone. Aedan guided her hand to the cool, smooth surface. As soon as she touched it, Jennifer dropped to her knees, unable to stand as the song rose in an incredible crescendo. Her hand seemed to be glued to the stone, unable to move she could only sit there, mind scrambled as the song washed through her with the force of a tidal wave. When it was eventually over. Jennifer found herself being helped to her feet.

"F...F...Father..." She said quietly, before falling unconscious.

Aedan and Jessica looked at each other with glee.

"Thank you Father!" they chorused, and carefully negotiated the stairs back down from the dais with their new sister.

Something inside the stone stirred.

A pair of copper coloured eyes slowly opened...