The Lady of the Wild Ch. 01

Chapter 1: Path to Belonging

Deep in the misty woods of the Crimson Forest surrounding Mount Vala they say that the last of the Carnal Witches lives there. The Carnal Witches of Mount Vala were revered and feared for their awesome power and majesty. They who alone who of the great mages of all of the world of Kardova have absolute and complete control of the art of magical metamorphosis, having complete control to shape their and others physical form at will.

This along with the fact that they are masters of the Carnal Arts makes them almost legendary in today's time. No one knows why the Carnal witches died out hundreds of years ago but rumors say that at least one of the dark skinned raven-haired temptresses still lives.

Travelers say that you can always see her just within the mists tempting you with a siren's call and some who have lost their way say they remember her face briefly before waking up on the road back to town.

However our story does not began with the mysterious lady of the wild but with another young woman whose destiny is yet to be realized. Her name is Teresa and this is how our story truly begins...

Teresa ran as fast as she could, her bare feet pounding on the rocky trail that lead to her mother's cottage on the edge of town. Her feet being torn to bloody masses along the way.

This was the only way Teresa knew to feed her dying mother, stealing from the local merchants. No one wanted to help a dying whore and her bastard daughter. It came as no surprise that Teresa's mother was dying to no one in town. They all knew it was only a matter of time before she died of "the whore's disease" and the fact that Teresa became a street urchin stealing form travelers and merchants was to be expected and after her mother died they knew she too would become a whore for weary travelers to bed on their long journeys.

Once safely inside the cottage Teresa soaked the meat and bread she'd stolen in water to give to her mother. Teresa tenderly feed it to her mother at her bedside. After her mother ate the meager scraps Teresa sat by her side and gazed longingly at her dying mother.

"Teresa dear did I tell you about the time when I was saved by the woman of the wild?" asked Teresa's mother in a failing voice.

"No mother" lied Teresa in gentle voice, her mother's mind had worsened with the sickness she had heard this story from her mother almost every night as a child and now almost twice a day since her mother's mind started to go.

"Before I had you, I set out on the trail through the woods to meet someone at the foot of Mt. Vala but by night fall I was hopelessly lost in the Crimson Forest and had no stars to guide be back I wondered around for hours. Lost and scared I heard something stalking me in the bushes I was so scared that I ran for as long as I could in any direction."

"When I fell the boar that was stalking me charged, I screamed and thought I was dead but when I opened my eyes I saw her..."

"She was radiantly beautiful long dark hair, dark caramel skin and the lean fit body of a warrior."

"She appeared to stare the boar down but what I saw next was amazing. The earth itself seemed to shallow the boar to its shoulders. Then the truly amazing thing happened that let me know without a doubt she was the lady of the wild."

"She turned the boar into a small white mouse with only a touch, a single touch on its snout, no spells or potions just a single touch, the beast wined for a second before shrinking and turning into a mouse."

"She put the mouse into her satchel and started walking off. I followed her to a small clearing."

"She started a fire and then returned the boar to its original state and slaughtered it with her spear and roasted it over the fire, I was too afraid to say anything but she offered me some and I ate it hungrily. I couldn't go anywhere without her help so I just sat there and watched her, the lady of the wild. Afraid to go to sleep I just watched her until sleep overcame me. When I woke I was back here in this very cottage."

"That was a lovely story mother," whispered Teresa as her mother began to nod off.

"She's out there you know, the lady of the wild, she isn't evil you must know that Teresa."

"I know mother, I know, you rest now" said Theresa patting her mother's hand and kissing her on the forehead.

Teresa woke early the next morning setting out to find some food for herself. After checking on her mother she put on some discarded boots she had found and went into town.

She always had to sneak around town in the shadows because no one wanted a thief around. Redd's Inn was always a good place to get some money or food and blend in with the people. While looking for the right moment to enter the inn Teresa noticed three black steeds with crimson and silver cloth being secured behind the inn, red and silver thought Teresa the colors of the Alchemist's Guild.

Alchemists? Alchemists never come to such small towns but alchemists always flaunt their power wearing expensive jewels and clothes and carrying large amounts of gold. The perfect person to steal from thought Teresa with a smile.

She entered the inn and at a table in the back sat three men all wearing the sign of the Alchemist's Guild around their necks. One was an older bald man in his late forties with a beard and mustache. The other two were significantly younger in their early to late twenties with red hair it looked like they could be related. There were a lot of other patrons in the inn lots of cover for her to sneak over to their table.

Teresa eased over to their table ducking behind people on the way and crawling on her knees the rest of the way. Then she saw it the fat money pouch of the older alchemist. He was laughing so hard right now Teresa didn't think he would notice if she slipped off the knot holding the bag to his waist.

Teresa undid the knot with practiced ease that years on the street bred. As soon as the moneybag fell into her hands the rope around his waist moved with unnatural life and wrapped itself around Teresa's hand like a viper. Teresa screamed and turned over the table trying to get off the rapidly coiling rope. Surprising all the patrons but most of all the fat alchemist she was trying to steal from and his companions.

He stood up and the enchanted rope snatched Teresa up with him.

"Who is this harlot who tries to still from me, Duke Zane of the ninth order of the Alchemist Guild?!" he bellowed to the entirety of the inn.

The barkeep reluctantly steeped forward.

"She is but a street wretch ma'Lord the daughter of a whore," said the keep in a clearly frightened voice.

"A common piece of trash like you trying to steal from me!" barked the alchemist at Teresa who was suspended about an inch of the ground by the enchanted rope.

"Please my lord I was only trying to feed myself and my dying mother," pleaded Teresa.

"A pretty young lass like yourself would be better off as a whore like your mother," sneered Duke Zane.

"If you choose to please me and my men here like a good little whore I will forgive this transgression and maybe even give you some of this gold you so covet."

"... AHHAWK SPOOOT!" Teresa spit onto his face.

"You little bitch!" Screamed the duke.

He slapped Teresa across the face and wiped the spit from his face with his free hand.

"I'll teach you a whore's place you little piece of shit," said Duke Zane as he stormed out of the inn the enchanted rope dragging Teresa behind him.

Around the side of the inn near the stables the three alchemists formed a circle around Teresa who was no longer bound by the enchanted rope but staring coldly into the eyes of the duke.

The three men stretched their arms out with their open palms facing Teresa. Teresa could hear a slight hum as the earth beneath her started to shift and the silver alchemist symbols they wore around their necks shimmered with an eerie purple light.

The earth rose beneath her, her hands sinking into it up to her wrists. The earth then formed a large ball like shape with her laying over it and her hands stuck immobile in the now hard granite like object.

"Thomas if you would do the honors," said Duke Zane talking to the shorter of his two companions.

"Of course Duke Zane," said Thomas slightly surprised.

His alchemist pendant began to shine more brightly. The air became charged and smelled of a coming thunder storm and the air popped and fizzled with unseen power. Teresa felt her skin tingle as her clothes began to disintegrate.

Once Teresa was completely naked over the granite ball the air cooled and returned to normal. Teresa's nude virgin form was put on display for the entire town to see in the cool morning air.

"No please anything but this!" moaned Teresa with tears in her eyes.

"A whore should know her place," said Duke Zane with a wicked smile, holding Teresa's chin in his hand.

"Now which of my men should go first or maybe I should let the horses bed you first?" jeered the duke.

Duke Zane circled the alchemically made structure circling it like a predator admiring Teresa's pale white complexion, long dirty blonde hair and slightly freckled ass and firm breasts pressed against the cold stone.

"I think perhaps it's been too long since I felt the soft warmth of a virgin lass like yourself. I think I will be the one to take your tender flower, you should consider it an honor that a man of such high standing like myself, a alchemist no less would waste his time on a wretch like you."

Duke Zane rounded on Teresa's backside lowering the pants of his crimson uniform. His men and a crowd of town drunkards began whooping and hollering all the while as he prepared to rape Teresa before their very eyes.

His already hardened cock sprang up pointing directly at the entrance to Teresa's maidenhood. He ran the tip of his cock gently up and down her nether-lips enjoying teasing her before he took her, wanting her inexperienced body to practically beg for his cock even though she herself was softly crying begging him not to take her virginity in front of the entire town.

"Look at you, your cries say no but your body is quivering to know the touch of a man." He laughed so the all of the people gathered there could hear him, furthering Teresa's shame.

Once her entrance was coated with her body's anticipation he eased an inch or two of his throbbing cock into her drawing a sharp gasp from Teresa. And just as soon as he put it in, he pulled it out delighted at the way her eager folds gasped desperately at his manhood wanting, needing to take him deeper. This drew fresh tears and cries of help from Teresa.

The duke forever a true showman decided to draw the whole act for as long as he could loving the anticipation making him more aroused by the second and the soft cries of his prey were just the icing on the cake.

He ran his large rough hands over the soft pale mounds of her ass loving the feel.

Beads of sweat dripped from his greasy bald head as he kneaded the tender flesh of her quivering ass. Ever so slowly he ran his cock over her now swollen lips and rubbed his rough thumb over her stiff bulging clit. She bucked involuntarily, her legs trying to climb higher on the slick ball.

Teresa's mind gripped in sheer terror of what she knew was coming.

"HELP ME..." Theresa screamed though it was too late, the duke could hold off no longer.

He took her virginity in one powerful thrust his huge cock breaking her hymen in one stroke, her blood coating his cock as her rode her fast and hard oblivious to her cries, only his pleasure. Her cries falling on an unmoved crowed. Most of the women turned their heads or left and a few drunkards cheered.

He continued pounding his massive member into her over and over again, fucking her like a beast loving the hot almost strangling tightness of her slick bloody walls. He rode her till her passage was sore and bruised finally cumming when she had long stopped squirming leaving his cum to run down her legs mixing with her blood. Leaving her oozing while he and his men rode off for the edge of town...

Sobbing uncontrollably she lay there physically and mentally beaten in a daze refusing to accept what happened to her. She always though her husband would claim her virginity and take her mother and her away from this godforsaken town, although she now knew no man would ever want her after she had been tainted by that alchemist pig. She had saved her flower for her husband for over eighteen summers only for it to be taken. But what was tearing her mind apart the most was that her own body had betrayed her, shock waves of pleasure would momentarily shed her fear only to be replaced moments later.

Awoken by a loud clap of thunder and screams hours later it was dark and her eyes were blurred. The earthen ball that held her had returned to simple earth and mud in the rain, its alchemic properties long since worn off.

Teresa raised herself shakily from the muddy ooze she lay in and gazed in a certain disconnected horror at the hell she had awakened to. The whole town was ablaze people running from burring homes and earth shattering screams from every direction.

Then realization hit her as real as the lighting that streaked across the dark sky.

Teresa ran as fast as she could toward her home, until her lungs heaved and felt like knives in her chest. She stared in horror as she watched her home burn with her mother still inside!

"MOTHER!" Teresa screamed as ran into the inferno with no regard to her own safety.

The heat inside was suffocating and the flames licked at her still naked flesh. She saw her mother on the floor in her small room... unmoving!

"God no!" Teresa screamed as she ran through the searing flames toward her mother's lifeless body.

She scooped her mother up still wrapped in blankets. Her adrenaline and her mother's sickeningly light body allowed her to carry her mother out of the burning house.

"MOTHER!" She screamed at her mother's lifeless form.

She began to breathe into her mother's mouth...Nothing... she still wasn't breathing. Tears stinging her eyes she ran into the woods screaming for someone, anyone to help.

"PLEASE!" Teresa screamed running deeper into the woods.

"Lady... Lady of the Wild if you can hear me save her please you did it once before please," She screamed into the night. Running, running, running deeper into the woods moving in every direction as she screamed for help.

Still clutching her mother she ran for the clearing up ahead, just before reaching it she stumbled and fell hitting her head on a rock.

When Teresa awoke for the second time that night she felt warm and clothed and she could see someone sitting at the fire across from her.

"My mother, were is she?! Where?!"

The stranger gave no response Teresa got up from the blanket she was laying on and looked desperately around the small clearing for her mother.

"Please who are you and where is my mother?" she pleaded panic building.

"Your mother is well now," replied the stranger.

Relief flashed across Teresa's face "Where is she and who are you?"

"Come with me," said the stranger who Teresa could now clearly see was a bent old woman in a black cloak.

They walked to the farthest edge of the clearing near a large oak tree and there beneath it Teresa saw a form. The old woman stopped and Teresa ran forward there she saw the death white form of her mother covered by a white sheet. Teresa collapsed and broke down into tears. The old woman took Teresa's shoulder and urged her up and back to the warmth of the fire.

"Your mother rests in the embrace of the Goddess now child, she is well."

Teresa wiped her eyes "I know, she was in a lot of pain with her sickness."

"She is at peace now be glad," urged the old woman.

"It still hurts"

"Such is the pain of being mortal," replied the old woman.

After staring at the stars for awhile Teresa asked "Who are you?"

"I was just traveling through these woods when I heard your cries," said the old woman.

"No I know who you are, the only person you could be, you are the witch of this forest, the Lady of the Wild" said Teresa peering into the wizened old face of the woman.

"The Lady of the Wild is just a legend," replied the woman looking directly at Teresa.

"I thought so too until I saw you. You say you are a traveler yet you have no supplies and you are an old woman and you are alone."

"You also managed to carry me and my mother's body some distance. You could only do this if you were a person of magic and those privileged enough with magical talent never dress like you and rarely help others... well except for the witch of this forest, some people think she is evil but I don't."

"You are wise beyond your looks, young one" said the old woman getting to her feet.

She began to change before Teresa's eyes' the cloak around her melding into her skin becoming a dark caramel. The hood becoming long raven black hair, her body morphing into a lean tall dark skin warrior like goddess with high firm large breasts and an athletic frame and deep brown ancient eyes. The woman before her now was unreal like the warrior goddess herself made flesh.

"I am Evanna, The Lady of the Wild as you say," proclaimed Evanna in a cool gentle voice like a breeze, yet it held unmistakable authority.

Teresa was in awe of Evanna; her appearance stirring even Teresa's loins despite her recent rape.

"My mother said you rescued her as a girl," stammered Teresa.

"Yes, years ago and you have her eyes," said Evanna with a slight pang of sadness.

"In the morning you most return to your home," said Evanna as she sat back down.

"There is nothing to return to the whole town was burning when I ran" replied Teresa dryly.

"Tell me did you see any alchemists near the town recently?" inquired Evanna.

"Yes there were alchemists in town earlier," she said averting her gaze.

"I knew I felt powerful alchemy a while ago they are surly the ones whom are responsible.

Alchemists have always been greedy pigs but never ones for wanton destruction. I will go into the town and see what I can find out."

"Wait here," said Evanna as she raised her arms and took to the skies in the form of a large brown screech owl.

Evanna landed gracefully out of the sky hours later back in her human form.

"The Alchemist Guild are looking for something."

"What?" asked Teresa looking up at Evanna.

"Me," replied Evanna.

"It's time I moved on I have hidden here in my homeland for far too long and those alchemists won't stop until they find me and they will burn everything until they do, I have to stop them."

Teresa jumped to her feet. "Please Evanna let me come with you I having nothing left here and they took something precious from me..."

Evanna was about to protest when she saw the determination in Teresa's eyes and knew nothing could stop her.

"Okay," sighed Evanna. "I can see the winds of destiny stirring in this."

"I have hidden from destiny long enough but you will have to become my attendant and someday my apprentice if we are together long enough and you wish to be. Do you agree to these terms?" asked Evanna.

"I don't give a damn what I have to do as long as you take me with you," replied Teresa with an air of determination.

"Rest well then because tomorrow we leave and you begin your life anew as my personal attendant and all the duties thereof..."