{"sf1_id":1011739,"sf2_id":"0mvrzykm","title":"Hero Academy 6","author":"WolfenRyujin","words":5788,"posted_at":"2016-05-25T13:38:00.000Z","tags":["Bat","Boar","Character Development","Corruption","Demon","Hivemind","Hypnosis","Kissing","Lion","M/M","Magic","Rottweiller","Story Progression","Superheroes","foo dog","symbiote"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1011739-hero-academy-6","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/0mvrzykm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ad/9c/ad9c0661-2b53-44f2-a4cc-7af072d798fb","description":"#7 of Hero Academy\n\nFinally done with this chapter... took quite a while.\nIn a way this is getting rather perosnal, still i hope people can enjoy this.\nStory, slowly , is getting somewhere i'd like to say... a few hints sprinkled in.. ah well.\nAs always feedback is appreciated.\nAnd of course: If you're under age, don't like male on male stuff, hypnosis, corruption, or the other things handeled in this, don't read it.","content":"  \n\nBrian had woken up with the strangest headache and boner in his life.\n\nMoaning, rubbing his face with both hands he slowly got up from his bed, moving towards the shower.\n\nThe dream had been weird as hell, suddenly he had been in one of the hallways before feeling like a puppet, moving through invisible strings, talking words that weren't his own.\n\nAnd at some point he had started making out with one of the students, although he knew it was wrong, as soon as the memory came up his manhood twitched with need.\n\nHe resisted though, tried to get through his morning routine and after a while he did.\n\n  \n\nAfter getting some clothes on he finally made his way towards the cafeteria, his head was beginning to clear up.\n\n\"Probably just a bad dream,\" Brian muttered to himself as he shook his head before getting something to eat.\n\nThe big mutt went into line just as everybody else, students waiting for their breakfast, or their dinner as some already had some fieldwork with other heroes to show them one practical application of their powers.\n\nFor some reason his gaze wandered, looking at some of them brought a smile to his face.\n\nIn a way they were like a big family here, a very comforting thought for Brian, but one that brought up the memory of his nightly excursion again.\n\n'What are you having, Sir?', a voice called out to him as his ears felt hot and probably would\u0026nbsp;be able to illuminate the entire room.\n\nHe shook his head, looked up with a bit of a forced smile before ordering the usual.\n\nEven looking at the young man behind the counter, ...\n\nBrian ended the thought before it could cause him any more trouble.\n\n  \n\n-You... look like you really need some coffee right now.-\n\n\"Yeah... the night wasn't as good as it should've been, had some weird dreams.\"\n\n-Huh? Want to talk about it?-\n\nHis eyes had found another target, one of his colleauges at least, maybe that was the reason\u0026nbsp;he didn't shy away from looking...\n\nFor some reason Brian had his focus mainly on the polar bears lips, the black skin, surrounded by snow white fur had something so aluring to him...\n\n-Brian?-\n\n\"Wha- uh.. What?,\" he rubbed the bridge of his nose a little before looking up, eyes blinking\n\na few times.\n\n-Everything okay with you?-\n\n\"Yeah, sure... as i said, just not such a great night, i probably just need a little bit to get the\u0026nbsp;old ticker running,\" a smile spread on the mutts lips.\n\n  \n\nAlthough suspicion had risen Noxfire didn't bother asking more questions.\n\nMaybe Brian really just needed a while to get the haze of sleep out of his head...\n\n-Bullshit,- he thought to himself.\n\nThe lion had seen this before, back when Abyss...\n\nHis fingers almost made the signs, almost summoned the...\n\nHe must've growled audibly to himself as a few students in the hallway looked at him, puzzled, some talked.\n\n-Sorry, just thought about some frustrating sodoku,- he lied, smiling, but it was enough.\n\n  \n\nThis wasn't good, not good at all...\n\nSomeone... some... thing was using magic, magic very close to... to what Abyss had used in his time.\n\nFrustrated, angry at this tiny little voice in the back of his head, taunting, teasing...\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe wouldn't let the last ten years go to waste, if there was someone messing with this school, with his friends, using this kind of magic...\n\n  \n\nAs the lion walked into his private room a crystal cracked...\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nA sound as if the world itself was ripping apart made him jump up in his bed.\n\nThe young bat looking around confused, groaning... last night was just a blurr, he remembered something on his PC, a weird sound in his ears...\n\nIt was then that he realized he could see without his glasses, while his surroundings would\u0026nbsp;normally be just a blur for some reason he could see everything clearly.\n\nAnother sound, moaning, groaning made him look at the other half of the bed, eyes growing wide in shock.\n\nStretching, a content smile on his face his father slowly sat up on Alex' bed, nacked and a twitching tent between his legs.\n\n'Morning Son,' he said before kissing the younger man on his cheek.\n\n  \n\nHis thoughts raced through his mind, he didn't notice his father leaving the room...\n\nWhat had just happened? Did he and ... It couldn't be.\n\nThumping, pulsing started somewhere in the back of his neck, rising upwarts as a\u0026nbsp;soft, warm feeling spread through his mind, raising a soft haze.\n\n-Aren't you happy? We had the most wonderful night with him,- a voice rose, familiar,\u0026nbsp;silky as it slowly pushed worried thoughts out of the way.\n\n\"You... how did you get in my head?,\" and yet he resisted, while His voice was like a siren call somehow he resisted the urge to just agree.\n\n-We simply moved our connection to a new level, is this not more comfortable?-\n\n  \n\nCurious, it was intruiging to see the young man fight off the assault of sensual words.\n\nDid he not touch his neurons in the right order? Did his melody fail to bring the one\u0026nbsp;he had called friend so often to his knees?\n\nHe didn't know. This fact however made him grin, almost laugh in a way he never knew\u0026nbsp;could happen.\n\nAs He sat on his dark throne, built in Alex' subconsciousness on fragments of lust and pleasure He couldn't help but enjoy it all.\n\n  \n\n\"Comfortable? I have a voice in my head and my dad and i did who knows what last night!,\"\n\nas the words crossed his lips Alex had begun to shout in anger.\n\n  \n\nAnother emotion, just as powerful as the intense longing for physical contact He had sensed in the bat just hours before.\n\nAnger, he recalled, was it's name.\n\nNot as pleasurable, but interesting and probably useful in a way.\n\nIt seemed, at least, that it would cloud His hosts judgement just as much.\n\n  \n\n-We,- He said in a way that made it feel as if someone had decided to pour icecubs down Alex' spine.\n\n-We did nothing that we didn't want. And i made sure that he liked it too, he gave his full\u0026nbsp;permission.-\n\n\"Liar,\" Alex spat the word with outmost disgust.\n\n-Ask him then.-\n\n  \n\nAs He watched the input his hosts repaired, improved eyes gave him He grinned.\n\nUnsure, but still trying to believe his own conviction Alex had gotten up, moved towards the shower.\n\nHe shuddered as one of his hands moved down his frame, energy tingling over his sensitive skin, even if He was just an abstraction in the brain of his host, this was too good.\n\n  \n\n\"Dad? Can i talk to you?\"\n\nSeconds went past before an answer came, seconds in which fragments of the bygone night\u0026nbsp;tried to fight their way through.\n\nAlex shuddered a bit before the bathroom door opened, his father smiled at him.\n\n'Sure, come in, we can talk while you shower.'\n\nBefore he could answer the older bat had put a hand around his shoulder, planting a deep kiss onto his sons lips as he pulled him in.\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nSlow, deep breaths. In and out. His thoughts trying to focus, trying to summon a picture.\n\nHe could almost swear that there was a palpable movement in the air as he concentraded.\n\nBut as soon as he was sure he had it, as soon as the picture in his head should have been completed it crumbled.\n\n'Can't get it to work?,' there was obvious amusement in O.J.'s voice as he spoke.\n\n-I don't understand it... it worked with Brian.-\n\n'Have you tried it with your tigers-... '\n\n-He's not and no.-\n\n'Oh come one, you have him around your little finger and he's practically begging to be fuc-... '\n\n-Stop it,- Joshua almost growled at his astral twin.\n\nO.J. was right of course, and Joshua, if nothing else, had been tempted to just take Nicholai\u0026nbsp;for a ride.\n\nIt was, at the same time, still a weird border to cross.\n\nWatching him do it with his clone? No problem, some of the hottest action he ever saw in a way, but doing it himself?\n\n'Earth to airhead, still there buddy?'\n\nAnd here he had been thinking that O.J. was getting nicer.\n\n-What?-\n\n'Was just wandering if you were still with me.'\n\n  \n\nThe foo dog took a deep breath, massaged the bridge of his nose a little before looking up again.\n\n-Okay... i can do it with Brian, with Nicholai and with Steven... so why with no one else.-\n\n'Maybe it's your power.'\n\nAnother thought about O.J. being shattered, shouldn't he know how his powers worked in the first place? Wasn't the mirror image his link to whatever magical plane of existence his talent came from?\n\n'Hear me out... maybe it's because you hypnotized them.'\n\nSighing before he looked up again, but his astral twin looked serious, grinned a bit.\n\n-Okay... let's say that's the reason, so, i have to hypnotize more people if i want to call out different clones?-\n\n'Would be my guess, yes.'\n\n-I... don't think i can do that,- slowly he sat down on his bed, took a deep breath.\n\n'Why not? You've done it with the others and that was just fine.'\n\n-Wait... i've never hypnotized Brian.-\n\n'Huh? What do you mean?'\n\n-I've never hypnotized him... at.. at least i don't remember doing it...-\n\n'Well, guess that's the end of my theory then.'\n\nThe thought though stuck with him... he couldn't remember it, but could he have done it?\n\nWith the other two it worked just fine, and he, after all, did hypnotize them, but Brian?\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe seemed to fall out of the pattern. Well pattern in quotes if anything, two people weren't\u0026nbsp;really that much of a pattern to follow.\n\n'You could test it,' O.J. spoke up again\n\n-Yeah, and it's not like that would mean hypnotizing more people, getting closer to actually fucking up,- the foo dog mumbled.\n\n'And here i thought we were getting somewhere, but nooo, Mr. Lawful-Good hast to do his\u0026nbsp;morality routine.'\n\n-I'm fucking with their minds, excuse me for taking that seriously.-\n\n'Oh come on, that tiger is basically your fucktoy, the hare would be soon enough and you could do it with your big childhood hero if you want to, some people would kill for that.'\n\nAs they kept on bickering on they both failed to notice a creeping feeling, as if something\u0026nbsp;cold and slimey went up one's spine.\u0026nbsp;\n\nShadows around them started moving, a mind of their own as deeply primal forces started\u0026nbsp;flowing, a presence forming a bond without knowing, aimless but still hostile ....\n\n'FUCK!,' O.J. suddenly grabbed his head with both hands, pain surging through his very being.\n\nAnd suddenly the mirror showed Joshua's normal reflection.\u0026nbsp;\n\nNo colour swapped version of him, no talking back.\n\nHis eyes went wide, anxiety rising... it hadn't been that long, he even was annoyed by\u0026nbsp;O.J., but what had happened there?\n\nWhere was he?\n\nThere wasn't even a voice in his head at the moment, none of that obnoxiously cheerful and horny energy that seemed to emanate from the other foo dog.\n\nShould he worry about it? Should he not?\n\nIt was eery being alone with ones thoughts in this situation...\n\n  \n\n-What the hell is going on... -\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nEnergy pulsed through the city...\n\nA mist unseen by most, moving in it's own ways, in a flow that resisted the wind or even\u0026nbsp;people crossing through it.\n\nHere and there it connected people, others were cut off.\n\nMagic, still not more than a haze in this world.\n\nWhile it had grown stronger over the past years, ever since a white lion had appeared out of\u0026nbsp;nowhere, it still was weak compared to other places in the multiverse.\n\n  \n\nBut as the sun was setting, the day drawing to a close, a new kind of energy seemed to\n\nmove through the mist.\n\nSurging like a lightning bolt, crackling with power.\n\nAnd yet it didn't seem to cause much in the grand design.\n\nWhile there were a few of those without any talent for this that still could feel goosebumps out of nowhere, not even those that could wield this delicate energy seemed to notice much.\n\n  \n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n  \n\nJakob Bauer was what you find in the dictionary as a defintion of normal.\n\nHis days were uneventful, his work banal at best, his life bordering on boring, not that he did mind.\n\nIt was good as it was, sure, maybe a bit more action wouldn't hurt in his life but as it was?\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt was pretty good.\n\nSlowly he walked down the walkway, using the opportunity to look at a few of the store windows.\u0026nbsp;\n\nJust a bit more and he would be at the subway station heading home.\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a content smile the boar stretched, yawned a little ... before he blinked a little...had he heard something?\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n\nHis ears twitched, slowly Jakob looked around.\n\nThere it was again... a voice? He wasn't sure. The boar could swear he heard something, someone.\n\nSlowly he resumed his steps, but this time not heading for the subway station, but a nearby\u0026nbsp;alley.\n\nWhat was it?\n\nIt sounded distorted, like something out of an old sci-fi movie when they tried to make\n\ncomputers and A.I. intimidating.\u0026nbsp;\n\nYet nobody else seemed to hear it.\n\nOne more reason to be concerned?\u0026nbsp;\n\nBut he somehow couldn't quite grasp the feeling, in fact, the longer he listened everything\u0026nbsp;else seemed to drift farther away.\n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nThe moment He had seen the boar, He knew that He needed him.\n\nA strange connection had been there, as if they were linked by a silken thread.\n\nSlowly a grin spread on His face, energy crackling over his body as he decended the wall of the building He had been on, \u0026nbsp;His blind eyes fixated on His victim.\n\nSince He had first seized this body He had undergone further change,\u0026nbsp;while before He had only been a layer of skin on the bat there now was more mass to Him.\n\nNobody would mistake Him for scrawny, nerdy Alex, defined muscles, the glowing patterns that let energy penetrate His being, he truly looked like a demon.\n\nAgain he sent out the a few waves of ultra sound, the world lighting up in his mind as he took in every bit of information He could collect this way.\n\nAs His feet touched the ground He grinned again... another victim, someone more suitable.\n\nThat was what the boar was for Him.\u0026nbsp;\n\nYet there seemed to be more, more about the man who looked so average.\n\nIt didn't matter, as soon as He'd had taken care of His more savage instincts, hunger being\n\nthe most prominent at the time, there would be more than enough possibilities to\u0026nbsp;\n\ninvestigate whatever made the boar so special.\n\nHe concentrated once more, sending out another few waves of ultra sound.\n\nThis time not to see, but rather to be heard.\n\n  \n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nJakob kept going deeper into the alley, not even noticing the figure at the other end.\n\nHe... just wanted to be here for some reason.\n\nWas it important?\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe boar couldn't quite tell if he was to be honest with himself.\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt just felt good to follow this feeling, this invisible pull, good enough to slowly build a tent\u0026nbsp;in his pants.\n\nConfused he stopped in his tracks, looked down at his own crotch, a hand already moving towards the pulsing bulge.\n\n-This shouldn't happen...,- he muttered to himself, half aware of the situation.\n\nAware enough at least that he could tell that it wasn't normal to get errect out of nowhere in a dark, dank alley.\n\nYet here he was. Standing, playing with his trapped manhood, his thoughts moving in circles.\n\nWas it right? Was it not?\n\nHe didn't get anywhere.\u0026nbsp;\n\nBefore long he moved forward again, a glassy-eyed look on his face, a smile that made him look rather silly.\n\nThere wasn't just anything really going on in his head, even the constant back and forth of\u0026nbsp;'should i play with my boner or not' was gone.\n\nAfter a while he stopped again, looked around... but he couldn't even tell if he was still on the way home.\n\nWhen exactly had the... the... it was there, right on the tip of his tongue, but...\n\nHe seemed to have entered a weird kinda place, something that looked like it could jump right out of an old sci-fi show.\n\nAs if the Twilight Zone had tried to predict the internet.\n\nEnergy sparking of jagged lines, warping themselves around him, as they moved away into the distance.\n\nPulsing balls of light hovered in the air, making soft beeps and boops.\n\nThe longer he looked, listened... the harder it got to remember anything.. to think straight.\n\nCould he have described it he probably would tell someone that his thoughts felt like chaotic lines that somehow had the same beginning and end but never met.\n\nIt didn't just keep him from seeing his surroundings, didn't just keep him from thinking either.\n\nMost of all it kept him from seeing the predator that was ready to strike.\n\nClimbing down the wall right above him was the creature that sent out the waves scrambling his thoughts.\u0026nbsp;\n\nLong, like a slime covered snake the tongue, of what looked like the nightmare version of a bat, moved about it's lips, another few drops of drool falling down.\n\n  \n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n  \n\nAs He climbed down the wall, using ultra sound not only to entrance his victim but also orient Himself, he could not help but grin.\n\nThe boar was impressive in a way, impressive in the sense that nothing about him stood out.\n\nHe was moderately chubby, moderately well dressed, a face in the crowd, no one you'd ever\u0026nbsp;take a second glance at.\n\nAnd yet there was more to him, more that He saw in him.\n\nWith his blind eyes He kept examining him, slowly moved a hand over his back right after He had moved closer to him..\n\nA smile crept over His lips, there it was, the tingle of potential, that little spark that could lead to everything.\n\nBefore He knew it, He already had leaned forward, the boar still caught in his own little world, His mouth opening as if a snake got ready to swallow a mouse before his fangs dug into the flesh of his shoulder.\n\nMoaning Jakob sunk into his captors arms, yet whatever had gotten a hold of his mind was not willing to let go, the pain didn't even reach his brain, instead the tent in his pants twitched with need, a wet spot appearing at it's tip.\n\nHe, though, didn't care for whatever pleasure the boar felt at the moment.\n\nHe could feel something new himself, something ecstatic.\n\nThe taste of blood penetrated His tongue, sent a shiver down His spine, but more than that he could feel something else, taste something better.\n\nIn His mind images started sparking up, voices, experiences flowed through him.\n\nHis arms quickly wraped around the boar in front of him, pulled Jakob closer as He moaned, pressing his pulsing length against his captives posterior, hips slowly grinding.\n\n  \n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nHe wasn't the only one with a new experience.\n\nWhile Jakob's mind was still firmly in the grasp of the weirdly abstract world that had unfolded itself before him he too could feel something intense, something his muddled thoughts could only define as ...\n\n-moooooore!,- the boar moaned, shuddered as his length pumped more pre into his shorts.\n\nHe didn't notice the blood, the pain, something else had begun to slowly creep into his mind\n\nas soon as the fangs of his captor had dug into his shoulder.\n\nLike fog it spread through his thoughts, clouding every coherent pattern that could form, plunging Jakobs mind deeper into a lusty haze.\n\nAs he, unknowingly, ground his hips against the length that pressed against his arse.\n\nSome part of the boar's mind knew what it was, could identify the heat, the smell that slowly crept into his nostrils.\n\nWhatever it was that had begun to penetrate his brain however weaved the sensations into his fantasy, tentacles slowly split from the lines of energy, began to move around him like snakes.\n\nWherever they touched him his clothes seemed to dissolve, until he was naked, shivering.\n\nThis probably was the greatest high he had ever felt.\n\nSlowly the tentacles pressed against his short, stubby fur, on wrapped around his pulsing manhood, massaging it, pumping along his member in a way he hadn't experienced yet.\n\nJakob lost himself more and more into the sexual embrace when suddenly there was a spark in the back of his head, some sort of contact between him and ... something.\n\nIt felt dark, dangerous... exciting and more than anything: powerful.\n\nSlowly the illusionary world that had built itself around him crumbled as his neurons got drowned in an oily, purplish liquid that still poured into his flesh from the fangs of the predator that fed on him.\n\nStill the boar was unable to move, moaned once more, the breaking image that had played tricks on his mind in no way meant that the haze surrounding his thoughts was clearing.\n\nIf anything he slowly but surely felt himself fall deeper into it, lost himself further,\u0026nbsp;to the point where he felt that his conciousness was falling apart, dispersing like ink in water.\n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n  \n\nHe frowned, slowly releasing his prey's shoulder.\n\nSomething was happening, something that He hadn't experienced before.\n\nOily, purple, alive, something tried to burrow itself into the boar's flesh.\n\nThe weird fluid seemed to have a mind of it's own and as He tried to use his otherwordly senses all it resulted in was a moment of shock.\n\nWhatever had invaded the other mans body gave him the impression that He was looking at Himself.\n\nJakob's muscles, He suddenly knew the boar's name, began to twitch, his eyes rolling up into the skull ...\n\n  \n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n  \n\nThe feeling was intense, as if light pulsed through him.\n\nViscous, slowly the venom spread through him, bonded with every fibre as it penetrated\u0026nbsp;his every thought.\n\nThe person that Jakob was seemed to melt away in a mixture of sexual ecstasy and electrical energy.\n\nSome part of him could tell that he had sunk to his knees, his length was still pulsing,\u0026nbsp;balls drawing closer to his body as it slowly rose.\n\nEvery passing second seemed to show him a myriad of new information, overloaded his mind and body with uncountable sensations.\n\nAs if lightning had struck him he arched his back, opened his mouth to scream but no sound escaped him as he finally blew his load.\n\nNeurons fired signals of pleasure as they still rewrote themselves under the influence of the strange liquid that now was pumping through his veins.\n\nIntense didn't even seem to come close to whatever he felt right now, orgasmic didn't describe the sensation that spread through his body and ran down his spine with the speed of light.\n\n  \n\n-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\n  \n\nA few minutes had passed.\n\nHe was still standing over the passed out boar's body, looking down, confused.\n\nThere didn't seem to be a seperate entity on the floor in front of him anymore.\n\nHe could feel the cold stone under Jakob, the wet cloth of his pants.\n\nThe hunger was gone at least, but satisfaction came with a thousand questions about what had happened to Him and the boar now.\n\nMoaning, a slight pain as Jakob slowly came to.\n\nThe body felt sore, for both of them, his head hurt...\n\nBoth of them suddenly felt how distant the personality of Jakob was, as if the boar was wearing him like a mask.\n\n-What...?-\n\n'I'm not sure', He admitted.\n\n-We are...-\n\n'Yes.'\n\nSlowly the boar that had been Jakob got up to his feet, looked the other over.\n\n-I can feel myself changing.-\n\nHe nodded, he could feel it too, that there still was something else at work in the boars body, slight changes were already noticeable, a rise in temperature, that slight increase in muscle mass.\n\nStill, He couldn't explain it, the whole thing was new to Him as well.\n\n-What do we do now?-\n\n'You should return to the life of your host for now,' the words had been uttered before He quite knew what they meant.\n\n-Of course, but with this change going on i'm not sure how long i can keep the masquerade up.-\n\n'Don't worry, We will surely find others like Us.'\n\nSuddenly they both frowned, but the emphasis felt right, natural, and just as sudden both of them grinned.\n\n-'Yeesss'-\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey almost moaned in unison, the connection growing stronger, the line that kept their thoughts apart slowly thinning out.\n\nIn time it would be gone completely.\n\nBefore the two of them went on with their business they kissed, the quasi-demon pressing His lips on the boars, the elongated tounge exploring the other mans mouth.\n\nA broad grin on both of their faces as they finally broke the moment.\n\nEven now they could feel their thoughts get closer, each still his own entity but part of the other one just as much.\n\nInteresting.\n\nIntense.\n\n  \n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nAlmost an hour had went by.\n\nAn hour without the voice in his head.\n\nJust a few weeks ago he would have welcomed this, the silence inbetween thoughts.\n\nNot bantering with himself, even if, and it was still a huge if, O.J. was real, it looked like talking to himself from the outside.\n\nSlowly it crept into his mind how insane this all was.\n\nThere had been another person in his head out of nowhere, now he was gone without rhyme or reason.\n\nMaybe, just maybe it was finaly time to talk to someone about this.\n\nWithout his astral twin around that strange feeling of paranoia was gone as well.\n\nHow harmful had the exposure to the mirror image been so far?\n\n-Maybe i'm just crazy...,- he muttered to himself, looked at the mirror again.\n\nBut there was no cheerful, colorswapped version of himself, only the vision of a scared young man sitting on his bed.\n\nWhy was this getting so much to him?\n\nHe didn't know... and if anything that made things worse than they were already.\n\nFrustration, if ever, now he knew how it felt.\n\n  \n\nSlowly he got up from his bed, took a deep breath before turning towards the door.\n\nYeah, it probably was best to finally tell someone.\n\nNoxfire maybe?\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe was, more or less, responsible for Joshua after all.\n\n  \n\nThe walk down the hallway was... weird.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe felt removed somehow. Like there was some sort of barrier keeping him out of reality.\n\nNormally O.J. would've made at least twentyfive or so comments already about the other guys that went the same direction.\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nIf the foo dog hadn't been so self-absorbed in his thoughts he maybe would've noticed.\n\nMist crawled around his feet, every now and then forming a ghostly hand that tried to grap him.\n\nOnly one thought ran through the apparition: Get his attention.\n\nSomehow he had to get his attention.\n\nFuck, why didn't he see him?\u0026nbsp;\n\nWhy was this little shit always so dense?\n\nLook at me!\u0026nbsp;\n\nFucking look at me!\n\nAgain he tried to grab him, pull him down, make him fall if he had to.\n\nHe didn't care what had formed this gap.\n\nThis one was his responsibility.\n\nHe was supposed to guide him and he would if it killed him.\n\nFor fucks sake LISTEN!\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\n-Huh?-\u0026nbsp;\n\nConfused, Joshua looked around.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe could've sworn that he had heard O.J.'s voice just now.\n\nNoxfire's room was right around the corner but there was this feeling again.\n\nAs if someone was right behind him, as if O.J. could just pop out of a mirror any second.\n\n  \n\nBefore he knew it the dog was heading in a different direction.\n\nJust to check on it, he told himself, just to check if he could...\u0026nbsp;\n\nJoshua wasn't even sure what he supposedly could do.\n\nJust... something.\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nStronger the purple haze swirled around his target.\n\nAt least he was heading in a different direction, at least that.\n\nBut he couldn't let up, that stupid mutt would only head into trouble if he let up.\n\nNo one had told him that it would be like this.\n\nNo one.\n\nBut here he was, clinging to an existence that, as far as his other half knew, didn't even touch\n\nreality with it's little toe.\n\nThere it was.\n\nA cold shiver ran down his spine just as he had fought himself up to Joshua's knees.\n\nSlowly, already knowing what he would see he looked down.\n\n... no... no ... no no no no no.\n\nNot now!\u0026nbsp;\n\nNot ever!\n\n  \n\nUnder him it was, the swirling vortex of nothingness that wanted to claim it's prize.\n\nHungry, ever so hungry.\n\nTentacles lashed out, searching for prey, for lost memories.... for him.\n\n  \n\nJust his luck that it would bite him now to be a thought construct in this plane of existence.\n\n'Don't you dare you freak!'\n\nHe screamed, fighting against the current that tried to push him away from his charge.\n\n  \n\nFuck it Joshua, just once in your life do something without having to be shoved into the mess with your nose!\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nPurple flames engulfed him, forming something else around him.\n\nSomething stronger, more dangerous.\n\nLike a web parts of it shot out, loosing themselves at the corner of his eye.\n\nWhat looked at him had the appearance of a demon in the most primal sense of the word.\n\n  \n\nHis eyes went wide.\n\nWhat he saw in the mirror now just couldn't be right.\n\nHe... he probably was still in his bed having a nightmare.\n\n  \n\nBut there it was.\u0026nbsp;\n\nStaring him in the face, a grin on it's muzzle that told him without a doubt of sin and fire.\n\n-What is going on here...,- his voice was only a whisper as the fire in the mirror kept burning.\n\nIt still looked like a foo dog, it still had his features in a way just... just off.\n\nBigger, stronger, authority bleeding from every pore.\n\nThe image seemed fluid in a way, here and there things changed as he looked at them.\n\nIt was only then that he finally saw.\n\n  \n\nA hand was clining to his hip, fighting upwards.\n\nThe smallest part of a second later there was part of a face... a face he knew to well.\n\n-O.J.!-\n\nFists slamed against the glass, cracking it slightly.\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nFinally.\n\nFinally the little fuck had noticed him.\n\nAnger was in his eyes, anger, frustration... fear.\n\nWhile it hadn't been long since the vortex of teeth and tentacles had appeared beneath him they already had grabbed him.\n\nTried to pull him down.\n\nAnd he still couldn't get a grasp on Joshua's essence, still couldn't find the bond that was supposed to keep him close to his other half.\n\nWhy?\n\nWhat exactly had happened to screw this up so much?\n\nGrunting he tried to fight his way up, felt the slimy pull at his legs as more tentacles wrapped themselves around it.\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nHe could feel tears running down his cheeks, growling in frustration.\n\nWhat was he supposed to do...\n\nSomething had seperated them, that much was clear but it wasn't like he could just reach into the mirror and pull O.J. out.\n\nBut suddenly there was an idea, a spark.\n\nHe looked around, no one was in the men's room with him.\n\nAlthough, if there were, they would have asked him what was wrong already.\n\nThe late hour was the only thing keeping him safe at this point, else someone in the hallway would have noticed.\n\nHe took a deep breath, took a step back from the mirror, trying to look confident.\n\n-Just a second and i'll get you out of there.-\n\n  \n\nCould he though?\n\nHe wasn't sure, but the idea, however desperate it might have been, was all he had at the moment.\n\nNo time like the present, if he wanted to do something, and it was apparent that he had to do something, now was the time.\n\nFrom all he could tell O.J. wasn't just cut off from him, \u0026nbsp;he was in danger.\n\nThe feeling had quickly built up the second he saw the look in his eye.\n\n  \n\nDeep breaths...\n\nConcentration...\n\nSlowly Joshua closed his eyes, tried to picture O.J. in all his annoying glory.\n\nThe chestnut brown, almost red fur of his mane, the platinblond hair that covered his body,\n\nhis slightly purplish eyes that seemed to hint at playful corruption.\n\nGiving it form... giving it substance...\n\nDeep breaths...\n\n  \n\nSlowly the energized haze around him seemed to get pulled into a maelstrom,\u0026nbsp;\n\nswirling at the ground before him as the outlines of a body formed, inch after inch.\n\nDetails crept into the image after it slowly gained mass, the mist slowly moving towards the\u0026nbsp;\n\nnew body's center.\n\n  \n\nAn eternity of seconds later he fell to his knees, almost simultaneously with his astral twin.\n\nO.J., naked as he was formed in the hasty ritual, grinned at Joshua.\n\n'Took you long enough.'\n\n-As if you're one to talk, just vanishing like that.-\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nBoth of them panted, each had his own struggle, fought his own fight in the last hour.\n\nBefore he could say something else Joshua felt O.J.'s lips press against his own.\n\n  \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n  \n\nJust a few rooms down the hallway Noxfire sat on the floor, meditating.\n\nGrasping the magic energies was still trying... not impossible, but reading them, taking information out of their flow... it was like reading ancient text that had, in part, vanished over centuries.\n\nSuddenly the lion's eyes opened, his mane moving like fire...\n\nWhy hadn't he noticed?\n\nHis gaze went from one crystal to the other before he finally found it... cracks.\n\nWhen had it happened?\n\nWhat exactly had happened to make these?\n\nSlowly he rose, taking his steps towards the shelf the object in question was on.\n\nAs his fingers wrapped around the crystal, bringing it closer for inspection he couldn't help but feel like it already was familiar... he knew what he would see...\n\nIt wasn't just that the crytal was cracked, like you'd expect an ice cube when pouring something warm over it, closer inspection revealed teeth, moving, ever so slowly moving, whispering...\n\nPouring magic into the world... chaotic.. dangerous...\n\nSlowly he moved one of his fingers over it, sealing the crack with a hushed formula.\n\nIt was happening again...\n\nLike it had happened back when Flicker...\n\nWas he back? Impossible...\u0026nbsp;\n\nBut something... something had happened and the more he thought about it... the more things seemed to form connections...\n\nHammer's weird behaviour, the sudden increase in Nicholai's power, and now the cracks...\n\nJust like when Abyss had been around...\n\nWhen he...\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Hero Academy","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/869229-hero-academy-5.json"}}