The cross-time cave

[Ravenloft]

Trevor Lee Carver the lead designer and programer for one of the biggest video game company's in the US. They had a long line of popular but often controversial games under their belt. A few years ago, they put out a game set in the 1800's west. It did pretty good, but now they were working on a second one and Trevor didn't want it to suffer from sequelitis, so he went on vacation. Biking alone through the southern country side, looking for inspiration, trying to get his head in the right place.

He was about a week in when he found a really cool location to put into the game. This canyon looking mountain that he'd spent the day exploring. Late in the day, he came across an opening to a cave and started taking pictures of it with his iPhone. He wandered and it took his breath away, the place was cavernous and there were the sounds of water dripping into a pond or something echoing off the walls.

"This place is a trip!" He said to himself, his voice echoing back to him. He laughed, overcome with giddy excitement and he found a spot he could kick back and relax. He searched his backpack for one of his rolls. Learning back against the wall of the cavern, he lit up and took a long hit of pot.

Holding it in, he looked around in wonder, really digging the vibe of this place... until he turned back and nearly jumped out of his fucking skin!

There was a woman wearing fur and sitting Indian style on a rock not more than ten feet away from him. "Hofuck!" He choked out, his voice cracking as he froze and stared at her. She didn't move either, just sat there like she was in a trance.

It was really fucking strange, she hadnt been there a second ago, and he was sure there was no one around for miles. How the hell... he looked around, trying to come up with some logical explanation, but the only thing that came to mind was that he must be tripping balls. He sniffed his smoke tentatively, assuming it was laced with something way stronger than weed, guessing that it must be some sort of gag one of the other programers had pulled.

"Hey... Lady... " he called out, not sure if he was braver or dumber than he gave himself credit for. Most likely the later. "Yu hu... Pocahontas..." he quipped, edging closer to her, waving his hand in front of her face. "Are you... real?" He asked, slowly reaching out to poke her in the shoulder to see if she was solid or some sort of ghost.

 

[wickedpen]

The last thing Spark Fox remembers is running from the ceremony. Her brother's initiation into the hunting group required the tribe to take the sacred brew they had spent a week gathering herbs and mushrooms. It was her first time having only recently reached the age of ascension. There were twenty men and ten women in lodge as the smoke and steam of the fire and melting ice filed the space.

Spark Fox is small and thin but quick and strong having grown up fighting and chasing her brother who is three years older. Today he killed his first buffalo and was now painted in it's blood. She remembers watching him as the spirits joined him and he felt the power of our ancestors. She was terrified as he looked at her smiling like a crazy man, not as my brother but as every man, woman and child who came before us, our ancestors.

She ran quickly into the snowy night, barely covered in only the smallest of furs. The sweat off her dark skin was gone in the cold night as she instinctively headed to the cave. She knew she was not supposed to go there but had nowhere else to go. Her feet burned with froze bite as she soon stood on the soft mossy ground inside the blackness. Her eyes could only see what the sacred brew showed her in the darkness of the story night. She collected herself and sat on a sheltered rock and put her face on her knees.

She experienced lights and sounds of times she never knew. She rocked back and forth unable to understand until it all went black. She thought she had fallen asleep but felt too awake but the darkness behind her closed eyes brightened and she felt warm air on her skin. She opened her eyes and saw a strange man, wearing strange skins and holding a flat shiny stone she took for a weapon. She glanced with her big brown eyes behind him to the mouth of the cave. He was big but she was quick. She waited and watched him trying to understand.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Jesus, you scared the shit out of me! Let me guess, the guys put you up to this, didn't they? Got you to dress up in that and come out here just to fuck with me, right?" Trevor sighed, running his hand through his hair as the woman looked up at him. She seemed a little skittish, like a deer ready to bolt. "Woah, relax, it's okay, jeez... you're just as freaked out as I am, aren't you? Here... listen to this..." Trevor had a thing for world music, so he cued up some Indian drum music on his phone. He sat it down on the ground as it started playing and stepped back, giving her room to run, if she wanted to. If she was just acting, he was sure this would make her break character, but if she wasnt... if she was, somehow... real... then maybe showing her something she could understand would help calm her down.

He leaned against the cave wall, with his hands out so she could see he was of no threat to her and tapped his foot to the beat of the drums. He was full of questions, but he had no idea if she even knew english. "Um... can you understand me? Do you speak english?" God, he must be the biggest sucker ever! He was totally falling for it, if this was all just a joke or something.

 

[wickedpen]

The expression on Smart Fox's face was curiosity and concern. She watched this stranger as he put the flat stone on the ground and stepped back. He was speaking a tongue she was unfamiliar with but seemed to sense he was not a threat.

The sounds seemed to come from the stone on the ground and SF was fascinated as drums beating filled the cave. She pointed at the stone and said something which to Trevor must have sounded like a questioning grunt. She slid off the rock and moved always keeping one eye on Trevor and one on the stone. She moved like a cat, effortless and smooth. Her long black hair was pulled back and reached down her back. She wore a necklace of painted beads and the animal hides covered her small chest and narrow hips. She was maybe five three or four and weighed maybe ninety pounds soaking wet. Her abs were subtly rippled and her arms and legs were thin but muscular. covered in rich tan skin. Her eyes were big and bright with chestnut brown irises and her lips were thick for her thin angular face. She squatted near the phone and looked up at Trevor. Trevor could see her eyes were darkened with some paint or makeup and she had two red stripes, faint but visible on each thigh. There was what looked like a tattoo surrounding her belly button. A simple vine like design.

She looked down at the phone and tilted her head as the drumming continued. She pushed it and the screen came on. She jumped back and cried with fear, something in an unknown tongue as she pointed and gestured wildly at the phone.

SF began to look for an escape as things were too weird. Outside the cave looked sunny and the air was warm. Something was very strange here. She bolted for the cave entrance and ran out into the sun then stopped. She stood tall and tense but could not understand what her eyes were telling her. The camp and her people were nowhere and things were different than when she had run into the cave.

 

[Ravenloft]

This was a total trip, Trevor still could not believe his eyes as he stared at the woman. She'd said something... shit, he had no idea what she said... he looked back at his phone and remembered he had an app for that! One that could recognize just about any language and translate it into text or audio, and they had just released a massive voice activated patch that could sample spoken word, both ways! If he could get her to speak again, they might actually be able to communicate!

She'd pointed at his phone when she spoke, so he nodded and smiled, encouraging her to check it out. Damn, either she was an amazing improv actress or this was real! Maybe it was the weed, but he was sold! She was so skinny but damn she looked ripped! Not gross like one of those female body builders, more like a female Bruce Lee, even the way she moved was cat like. He looked her over as she stalked up to the phone and realized that she was wearing real fur and that necklace looked hand made. The guys would never put this much effort into punking me... he thought.

Long black hair, big brown eyes, full lips and a tan to make a California girl jealous... damn!

Stop it Trevor, the last thing you should be thinking about is asking her out on a date.... jeez...

He nodded to her again as she knelt down at the phone and looked up at him curiously. "Go on, it won't bite you..." he encouraged... which was probably a mistake... he would have tried to warn her that touching it would turn the screen back on, for all the good it would have done, considering the language barrier, but he was entranced by her makeup, painted legs and the tattoo on her belly... there was no way she was faking tjis, playing some sort of a roll... this just felt too damn real, all the detail... it was too rich to be some sort of practical joke!

Just as she reached out to nudge the phone quizzically, Trevor whispered under his breath. "Oh my god... you're real..." he still couldn't believe it, but now he knew it was true, he was certain of it, completely convinced that she was some young native American woman... still no idea how she got here though... when she jumped back and cried out, it made him jump to. "Shit!" He yelped, looking up at her, startled. It took him a second to get what she was freaking out about.

He tried to calm her down by putting his hands up and did his best to be cool even though his nerves were all a jangle too. "Hey, hey, it's okay, it does that... relax..." he knew she couldn't understand a word he was saying, so he slowly stood up while she looked around desperately for an escape. She bolted out of the cave before he had the chance to even stand up... "or run away.... that's cool too..." he sighed to himself going over to pick up his phone, he couldn't help but laugh a little, this was all just so wierd... but, you know, kind of cool!

He took a moment to turn on the translation app and activated the audio input feature, realizing he needed to try and guess what kind of native American language she was using. "Uhura..." yeah, they called the app Uhura... of course! "Give me the most common native American dialect please." The app chimed and answered "affirmative, sir." Then repeated it in Navajo. Trevor let out a deep sigh as he started after her.

He didn't want to run, spooking her, so he jogged a little ways before seeing her standing in the entrance of the cave... just standing there, like a deer caught in head lights. He watched her for a moment as the sun bathed her from the front, highlighting her slender figure and radiating off her skin, almost like a Coronal aura of light. That was the moment Trevor fell for her, although he didn't know it yet.

He didn't want to freak her out, so he called out to her softly, hoping to make her aware he was there without spooking her. "Hey... hey, it's okay... it's just me... you know, the guy from the cave?" He turn ed the volume up on his phone, placing it back in its case on his hip. Maybe if it wasn't so prevelent, she might not freak out again.. The app chimed and repeated him in Navajo. "God I hope this works..." he muttered, making the app chime again. "No, shit, don't repeat that!" But it did and repeated his request for it to not repeat his muttered sigh.

He looked up and laughed nervously, adding. "Hey sorry, I'm just a little nervous... can you understand me?" He asked, the app asking for him in Navajo.

 

[wickedpen]

SF turned back towards the stranger. She heard a familiar voice, although it was strange too she could at least understand some of it.

Her expression left little doubt that she was terrified. There was no way Trevor or his app or all the technology in the world could replicate the feeling of having been raised living everyday expecting an attack from animal or enemy and the only thing that ever kept her safe, her tribe, was now gone.

"I am Spark Fox and I am lost" she said. She turned and faced Trevor and looked at his strange coverings. "How did we get here?" the phone said after what Trevor could hardly recognize as language.

Her heart raced as she thought back on the lessons her mothers had taught her.

"If another tribe takes you and you cannot escape you must survive."

"We are all part of the same great storm."

"Surrender is better than being alone/"

Tears filled her eyes as she looked at the strange man. He was a giant compared to her and even her people. Strange coloring and eyes like a gpd or something.

She turned her small hands palms up and offered them to him. She fell to her knees as the tears ran down her cheeks. She stammered something as she looked down at the ground.

"I am yours" the phone said.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Oh, thank god! It's working!" Trevor blurted out the moment Uhura translated what the woman said. "Spark Fox... my name is Trevor... it's going to be okay, you aren't lost, I can take you someplace safe, don't worry, we'll figure this out together." He had no idea how she got here, but he tried to explain how he had gotten there. "I came here on a bike, saw this place and just wanted to check it out. Came down and lit one up, you know, to chill out and relax... the next thing I know, you just sort of... appeared... I honestly don't know how you did it... sorry."

She seemed so lost and alone, his heart went out to her and he starting to feel a little choked up himself as tears welled up in her eyes. "Hey now... don't cry... it's going to be okay, I promise!" His voice warbled with emotion as he watched her sink to her knees and put her hands up, tears rolling down her cheeks. He couldn't understand why she was submitting to him like this, but it just tore his heart open. He got down on his knees in front of her and took her hands gently in his, tilting his head to try and catch her eyes. "Hey... I'm going to help you... you don't have to... give yourself to me..." he gave her a gentle smile, trying to make her understand he wasn't looking to use her in any way shape or form.

He was a little over six feet tall, probably a good head and a half taller than, what had she called herself? Spark Fox? Oh man, she was definitely going into the game! In fact, he was already working out how he could get her on the payroll, as a technical consultant, of course! Anyway, he was kind of stocky, years of beer, fast food and coding would do that to a guy, but he kept himself relatively fit, that's partly what these trips were for, to help keep himself in shape. He had brown hair and blue eyes and wore blue jeans and a dusty green tshirt. Nothing fancy, although he had an old studded leather belt, a hold over from his medieval reenactment days and his thick biker jacket over his shirt.

Uhura finished relaying his words to Spark Fox and he slowly reached up to wipe the tears off her cheek, hoping that she would be willing to accept his help. "Here..." he shrugged off his jacket and put it over her shoulders. "This should warm you up..." he was working out what to do next... take her to a town, get her something to eat, find out if she had anyone they could call... he seriously doubted there was, he knew it was crazy, but he was almost sure she was from the past... at least a couple hundred years in the past... he looked at her again, contemplating her beauty. "God... you're pretty..." he muttered dumbly, grinning like a dope.

 

[wickedpen]

SF looked at the stranger who seemed kind and generous. She was having hard time concentrating as the ground swelled and undulated with psychedelic pulses and throbs. Her huge black pupils looked up at him. She judged him to be nearly twice her weight. Her head raced with the strangeness of this place and person.

"Attention in the cave! This is Forest Park Patrol. Are you OK?" boomed out of the sky as a small drone appeared from nowhere. SF looked at it then at Trevor and instinctively moved next to him and away from the sound. She had never seen anything hover or sound so strange. The look on Trevor's face made her more nervous as he was shocked. He clearly did not understand what was going on either.

"We detected an anomaly and need to confirm your security. Are you OK?" the automated voice boomed. "Raise your hand if you are OK or we can dispatch a rescue team?"

SF began to speak quickly. "We should run. This is not natural. This is bad." She felt him next to her and appreciated his presence but wished it was her brother or cousin who could easily dispense with this strange thing with a rock or arrow.

"Do you have a weapon?" she asked looked sternly at Trevor somehow knowing he did not. She began to scan the area of a rock or anything to fight with.

 

[Ravenloft]

Something was wrong, Spark Fox's eyes were dilated, huge, as if she were on something. "Hey, did you take someth..." he was cut off by another voice and immediately turned down the Uhura app so they wouldn't be heard.

Trevor almost answered, they could use the help, but then he realized spark fox obviously had no identification and the last thing they needed right now was dealing with the autorities. He put a finger to his lips and whispered "quiet, come back, deeper into the cave... I got this... it's a simple stealth mission, yo. We hide, it passes us, we bolt for my bike and get the fuck out of Dodge!" He said in a hushed, but excited tone.

The drone only had a forward facing camera, and he was pretty sure that it hadn't picked them up yet, and park rangers weren't exactly known for their tech savvy, so he was even more certain they hadn't turned on the things night vision feature. Slipping back into the cave, he watched the drone. "Come on, please let me be right...." he muttered to himself as he and Spark Fox hid behind an outcropping of rock. At the mouth of the cave, getting no answer from them, the drone emitted a beam of light and slowly hovered into the cave. "Yes! I knew it! They didn't see us!" If they had, the drone would have left and sent a rescue team. "We've got a chance... just wait for it to pass by and we can run, okay Sparky?" In his excitement, he shortened her name.

She was really nervous, he could tell. "Oh, we're getting out of her, don't worry, just... wait for it to pass us... stay still, be quiet..." It was coming... "what? No! Government property, no breaky! Now shush! Oh shit!" It was going past them but must have heard them because it turned its light in their direction.

He pulled Spark Fox further back behind the rock and lit end for the drones tell tale whirring. It was almost funny how close this whole situation was to one of his games stealth scenarios... he nudged Spark Fox to keep low and slowly move around the rock , staying out of the light as the drone circled around to see where they had just been. Classic stealth mode! He thought to himself as the drone passed right by them and went deeper into the cave. "Hah, poned that noob..." he muttered, triumphantly as he nudged Spark Fox again and pointed toward the caves entrance. "Now let's make good our escape, what do you say?" He got up and scrambled for the exit as quietly as he could... somehow finding himself behind her! Damn, she was fast!

Outside, he called after her, still kind of quietly. "Hey, over that way! My bike! We can get out of her on that!" He pointed to where he'd left his bike, tucked away in some bushes. At his bike, he crouched, with his hands on his knees, gasping, putting up a finger asking for a moment to catch his breath. "Gimme... a... second... whew! Okay, now don't freak out... this... is just a mechanical horse, okay? It's gonna growl at us, but we are in complete control of it, I'm it's madter... okay?" He warned her before getting on it and inviting her on behind him. If his phone made her skittish, this probably would have made her run for the hills... he just hoped that he'd given her an acceptable context for the bike, there was no time to waste!

 

[wickedpen]

The drone that had disappeared suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Attention! You are not allowed here!" it declared. Suddenly a light from the drone blasted down on the bike and Trevor watched as part of the engine seemed to melt.

Spark Fox understood from Trevor's face that something strange had happened.

"You may not leave the area. You have been quarantined." the drone said hovering ten feet away. SF suddenly grabbed a stone at her bare feet and threw it at the drone which swiftly swiveled out of the stones path.

"Please calm down" the drone said then repeated it in Navajo. SF was partially angry and partially afraid. She grabbed Trevor's hand and grunted something as she tried to pull him back towards the cave.

This was not when or where Trevor had left either. The drone showed powers that had not been discovered or at least released to the public. The fact that Trevor's bike was there would indicate some time of time travel was occurring.

SF's hand slipped from Trevor who could not keep up as the drone followed them. She bolted up the small rise and into the case as Trevor watched huffing ans puffing to keep up as her toned body was a thing of beauty. Once at the mouth of the cave she turned and picked up another stone and threw it, this time closer to the drone but somehow it dodged it.

She pulled Trevor up and they moved into the darkness. Her hand was tiny in his but strong and she hardly breathed as her big eyes scanned the entrance of the cave then back into the darkness looking for any dangers.

She began to speak rapidly but with the translator off Trevor was at a loss. She pulled and beckoned him to go deeper into the darkness as the drone seemed content to stay at the mouth of the cave,

 

[Ravenloft]

"What the fuck?!" Trevor exclaimed as another drone.... wait no... it was the same drone! The numbers on the side were the same, the voice controlling it was the same... "what the fuck!!??" He shouted again as it blasted his bike, making it useless. "My bike!!" The kick stand fell to the ground as the bike split in two and collapsed. Trevor quickly snatched up the kick stand and took a swing at the drone, missing of course, but damn, it felt good to be armed! "My fucking bike, you asshole!" He shoused at the drone, kind of forgetting that whole government property thing for the moment.

"Hah! The fuck we cant, asshole!" Trevor shot back just as Spark Fox launched a rock at the dam thing. Missing... what the fuck was this thing?! It was way too responsive to be modern tech... this was like something from the fucking future!

"Oh, we'll calm down alright... once you're slagged, you overgrown tin can, piece of shit!" Trevor spat back as Spark Fox tugged at him urgently. "What?!" He looked back at her and all his anger induced bravado vanished. "Oh, right... exit stage left!" He rushed back toward the cave with her.

She was amazing! So fast and graceful... she could have left him to get caught, but she turned around and whipped another rock at the drone, giving him the chance to catch up to her! "Thanks!" He gasped, out of breath. "I Owe you one!" Now he knew how she must be feeling, he must have shifted through time as well, from the look of things, he guessed it was a couple hundred years in the future... hey, at least his off shore savings accounts must be loaded, right?! That was about the only good thought that came to mind.

She helped him up into the cave. "Oh god... thank you!" He gasped out again, breathing like a carp out of water. When this was over, he was totally going to buy her the biggest steak in the world! She was really saving his ass right now! "Yeah, yeah, I get if... 'come with you if I want to live.' Trust me, Arnette, I'm stuck to you like glue!" He answered, even though he couldn't make out a word she said, the intent was achingly clear.

They rushed back into the darkness of the cave and looked born a place to hide. Trevor looked back at the cave entrance and wondered why the drone had stopped chasing them. "Uhhhh..." he sighed dumbly, fumbling for his phone, so he could talk with Spark Fox again. He turned Uhura back on and started talking, explaining as best he could, what he thought was going on.

"Okay, I think I know what's happening... we are jumping around in time... you must have jumped something like two hundred years from my past and then, somehow, I think... I think we might be two hundred years in my future..." he paused and looked around. "It's gotta be something to do with this cave... and it must still be active... otherwise that drone would have come in after us... whoever they are, must know something about all of this..."

He looked Spark Fox over and let out a sigh of exhaustion. "Hey, thanks for that back there, you really saved my ass."

"Hey, wait..." A stray memory from his childhood spring to mind, about one of those old choose your own adventure books... the first one... it was about a cave that would take you to different times! That gave him a thought, he turned to Spark Fox. "We're you ever told stories about this place in your time?!"

 

[wickedpen]

Spark Fox looked the man and tried to collect her wits. This was a strange place with strange things and all she wanted was to be back with her people, blizzard and crazy dreams or not.

Somehow the man created a light and they walked back into the cave. On the ground were furs and wood for a fire. there was flint and everything SF needed. She began working as the man sat down and held his light.

"I have heard of places like this" she said after gathering the wood and kindling. "My people tell of strangers coming into caves and keeping them captive in a state of wonder" she said looking concerned at Trevor. She did not say everything she knew of these places.

She struck the stones and within a minute a small fire was crackling and started to lighten the walls of the cave.

"I will get more wood" she said and stood and with a small burning branch to light her way walked back away from the mouth of the cave. About ten steps away there was a "thunk!" as she walked into something. It was not the cave wall but what appeared to be an invisible wall. She cursed and then began feeling the wall. It essentially sealed the cavern off. She looked at Trevor confused.

Suddenly a light came on an a man stood behind the barrier. he was tall with angular features and wore a uniform of sorts. He was a white man with black hair and his uniform was like nothing either had ever seen.

He spoke and his voice seemed to come from the cave itself in both languages somehow simultaneously.

"Do not be alarmed. We mean you no harm. We are not from your time but have brought you here for a special purpose." he began as Spark Fox went back to Trevor who sat gobsmacked staring at the man.

"We have brought you here because you can do something we have lost the ability to do. We need to study you." he said looking sternly at them. He was more of a military dictator than a scientist. "We need your young viral bodies to reproduce for us" he said as if asking for them tell him a secret.

SF launched the stone she had found behind her and Trevor with a loud guttural grunt of effort but the barrier caught it then dropped it harmlessly tot he ground.

"Again we mean you no harm" he said with a condescending smile "and who knows you may enjoy it as others have."

Now Spark Fox bounced up and headed for the opening of the cave but was only a few steps away when the barrier stopped it. it was not like a wall but more of a gelatinous field that stopped her and gently released her.

"You see, over the hundreds of years between 2017 when you come from Trevor and 1717 where Spark Fox comes from we have polluted and intoxicated our race into a cybernetic nightmare of machines and poison. We need healthy children to continue our race. Once you have conceived a healthy fetus we will return you to your time. We can even remove your memories of all of this. If not, well, then it will be a long time in this cave." he said with the smile of a doctor giving you bad news.

 

[Ravenloft]

Trevor wasnt the least bit surprised to find furs and fire wood in the place they had left only minutes ago. "Of course there would be a cozy little camp site laid out for us..." he muttered, feeling icy dread fill his gut. Spark Fox set about starting a fire, the old fashioned way. Yet another thing he was really starting to admire about her.

"Let me guess, strangers from far away places with stories of wonders beyond your wildest imagination, right?" He shook his head, laughing humorlessly as he runs bed the back of his neck.

"I'll go with y..." he said as he got up, only to watch as Spark Fox ran into some sort of force field... Trevor went up behind her and poked at the energy field with his kick stand. It made a zorping sort of sound when he did that. "Figures... were behind some sort of force field... don't bother Spark... we're trapped...."

"And, oh look, here comes our jailer..." he looked up at the stranger and sneered, instantly recognizing the militaristic air about the man. Trevor scoffed. "So you trap us and treat us like guinea pigs and expect us to go at it like rabbits, right?" Any other scenario and Trevor would have been all for making sweet, sweet love to her, but the notion of being watched like a lab rat.... it just turned his stomach... and what were they going to do with the baby? Keep it and send them away, back to their own times?

"Oh god... would you please spare us the sob story of how you fuck ed up the planet already? Seriously, why don't you try sending us back without forcing us to perform for your own sick amusement and maybe we can do something in our own times to help divert the course of your history from getting so fucked up?! Basic time travel one oh one, jackass... we fix it in the paSt and you don't live in a shit hole world now..."

 

[wickedpen]

Spark Fox cowered behind Trevor as he stood strong and spoke fiercely to the strange man behind the magic. The words Spark Fox heard did not make sense to her. She watched the men and looked for any hints of escape or at least a weapon. She got the gist of what was being asked of them nut not much more. Not that she needed much more. She wanted to get away. Her head was starting to bring her senses back to normalcy as she stared into the fire hoping for a sign.

"Stand down general" a stern female voice said as a very different person appeared next to the military man. She was black with long braids and wore a soft yellow shirt. She was dark and hard high cheeks and a tall full figure. Her lips were thick as she smiled at the two behind the screen.

"I think you have done enough" she said looking dismissively at the military man. He looked at her indignantly but then nodded and said "mam" then disappeared into the dark.

The woman stepped forward and through the force field. She was wearing a multi colored skirt wrapped around her hips and had beads and bells tied to each ankle. She walked jingling to a rock on the far side of the fire in a none threatening way. She sat and spread her arms inviting them to sit as well.

In the fire light she was beautiful with rich mahogany skin. Her voice had a Caribbean accent as she said "I know this seems crazy right now, and I am sorry but our paths have crossed here for certain. This is a strange place and time." she said looking into the fire. She focused on Spark Fox and moved over making room and patted the stone. "Come closer child" she sighed and Spark Fox turned her head studying the woman then simply walked over and sat next to her fearlessly.

"You know I mean you no harm. My name is Bijoux. My father names me that, it means jewel." she said with a big smile of bright white teeth. "What is your name?"

"Spark Fox" Spark Fox said. "Our chief named me that after I ran through a fire as young girl without being hurt."

"Spark Fox, that is a nice name" Bijoux said with a kind smile and touching Spark Fox's hand.

Bijoux then turned to Trevor with a more stern tone and asked "and you are?"

 

[Ravenloft]

Trevor fell silent as the soldier-man got shut down by a woman. He smirked and gave the general a mocking salute as she dismissed him. He liked her already, whoever she was. Trevor took a seat at her invitation and sighed, watching how easily she interacted with Spark Fox. It made him a little jealous, but then, he couldn't help but feel a swell of awe for Spark Fox as she explained how she got her name.

"Trevor Lee Carver, I, uh... make games..." he stammered, feeling oddly small under her stern gaze. "Are you here to help us?"

 

[wickedpen]

Bijoux smiled a kind smile and looked at Spark Fox and Trevor with a motherly understanding. It was nearly impossible to guess her age. She had old eyes but her skin seemed fresh and young.

"I am here to help" she began looking away as if trying to find the right words. "I was brought her, much as you. Many years ago, I was participating in a Amazonian ritual in a cave much like this" she said looking around and raising her arms. "We drank Ayahuasca in search of spirit guides and boy did I find them" her smile warmed the cave and her laugh was genuine. "I was here, lost and scared and there was a man. He was from an older time than you Trevor, but not as old as us" she said smiling at SF who listened intently. "We were one of their first couples and they did not select people very well. Captain Black was a pirate and a bad man. He had taken mushrooms off Borneau and well. There we were stoned out of our minds, lost and terrified in an invisible cell. Much like you I imagine." She then reached into her skirt and pulled a packet of what looked like cigarettes. She pulled one out and lit it. The familiar smell of pot filled the area and she handed it to SF. She looked nervous but followed the woman's lead and took a drag. She then passed it to Trevor.

"I Bore five children, only 1 with Black, thank god.:" she laughed. "This time is a bad one. They have poisoned the world and humanity is on the brink. We are the only way they can survive. Well their culture I should say. They need children. Now there are two ways this can go" she said as her tone changed. "You can enjoy yourselves and do it naturally or they will do it for you, and that is as bad as it sounds." her eyes passing from Trevor to SF as a warning. She stood up and said "I will leave you can keep Colonel Mustard out of your hair. If you need anything just ask and it will appear. I will check back in a day or so." she said looking gently at us. "You are young and beautiful and will make wonderful babies. All you need is to conceive and they will take it from there and you will be given the option of returning or staying. Good bye" she said and was gone through the force field as quick as she had come as the room where they had watched them from was now blackness.

 

[Ravenloft]

Trevor sat and listened to Bijoux silently, accepting the joint when it was passed to him. He took a hit then passed it back, holding it in for as long as he could. Her saying she'd bore five kids made him cough and sputter. She reiterated the shtick about their world being poisoned, and ultimately pointed out that if they didn't do what they wanted willingly, they would "do it for them'. After she left, Trevor looked at Spark Fox and gave her a lop sided smile. "Well... I don't know about you, but I don't need to be forced..." he offered her the joint again and reached out to touch her knee. "Would you like a massage? I'm pretty good."

 

[wickedpen]

Spark Fox took the joint and inhaled deeply. She looked at his hand on her knee with suspicion and asked "What is massage? coupling?" although the translator was good some words were just hard to get across in another language. Spark Foxes people were a warrior proud people. They were very different from Trevor. She slapped his hand away and stood walking the perimeter of the force field.

She eventually stood in front of Trevor looking down into his stoned red eyes.Her own were the same and the smoke had reignited the hallucinogens. The talk of sex and the general situation made Spark Fox question many things.

"Was this all a dream? Is this really her true mate, just being seen in a different form?" she thought flashing back to her mother explaining how her father had taken her without warning or permission the first time. She said he was like a bull from another world when he first coupled with her. Spark Fox's head spun as she felt lost, confused and strangely sexual. She began to dance a ritual dance around the fire and strip her clothing off. She chanted untranslatable guttural tones as her slender tight body flexed and gyrated bouncing around the flames. She danced for a while as Trevor watch and her skin began to glow with perspiration.

Finally she stopped and stood naked, looking down on Trevor, unclear what he was thinking or even what or who he was but she understood this was an important ceremony and she did not want to deal with the strange man behind the invisible wall.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Yeah, kind of, but only if you do it, like really good, it feels amazing..." he trailed off when she slapped his hand away and began pacing the area. "You know, you don't have to fear me, I'm about as gentle as they get, well, outside gaming, that is." He offered as she came to a stop in front of him. He stifled a laugh at how red her eyes were, feeling super giddy off the joint. It was her intensity that kept him from bursting out into laughter.

Then.. she danced. She was one with the flames as she shed her furs, mesmerizing him with her beauty. He was transfixed by the translucent glow of her taut little body and the strange, indecipherable chant she growled. Eventually he was swaying in his seat until she stopped and looked down at him again.

He stood without a word and circled around to stand behind her, slipping his arms around her. "I want you..." he growled hotly in her ear as his right hand firmly caressed her breast and his left slowly ran down her flat stomach to her sex. "Give us a big bed covered in bear skins" he commanded of the room. Sure enough, one formed within a couple feet of them. "Good, very good." He whispered, sweeping Spark Fox up in his arms, it was a good thing she was so light, a move like that might have thrown his back out, otherwise. But this, no, this exhilarated him, as deeply as she had entranced him, he wanted to make her feel like a queen.

He took her to the bed and knelt down, parting her legs, wetting his lips and his hands ran up her inner thighs. "I bet you've never had a guy go down on you." He said as he drew closer to her sex, looking up at her from between her knees. "I'm so gonna enjoy making you squirm!" He hissed as he closed the distance and pressed his mouth against her, liking her eagerly.

 

[wickedpen]

For Spark Fox the man's picking her up so gingerly was a sign of weakness. She was aroused by his soft hands and gentle touching but she knew better. The tradition of her people said " warriors are forged in fiery fights." She had spent many nights listening in the darkness of their tee pee as her parents or cousins or friends grunting and groaning with passion.

"No!" she said crawling up the bed away from him. She turned on her knees and leaning forward on her hands, her breasts swinigng under her with hard brown nipples. "This will not do" she grunted "You must take me as a warrior if we are to make life!"

She studied Trevor's face as her eyes still seemed to twist images in her state.

 

[Ravenloft]

"Alright then, doggy style it is." Trevor answered, running a hand through his hair and he sat up on j his knees and undid his pants. He pulled them off and removed his shirt and under ware as well. He was hard for her and ready. "You want a warrior, you got it." He moved up behind her as she watched him and pressed slowly into her, his own precum helping him slip in. Her slick, warm canal parted, surrounding his length so tightly that the feel of her took his breath away. "Oh my fucking... god..." he breathed out through clenched teeth, his hard cock throbbing with life against her fluttering embrace. He placed a hand on her hip and pulled her hard against him, his other hand taking a hand full of her long, dark hair, drawing her head up as he leaned over her "is this what you wanted Spark Fox? Taken, controled?" He asked in a growl as he nipped at her neck

 

[wickedpen]

"You do not ask!" she hissed and then reached back and pulled him hard into her. She could not help but cry as he moved so deeply into her. She had been with boys before but this man was different, bigger. She worked her body back into his thrusts and demanded "harder!" as her strong body nearly knocked him off balance a few times.

She could not control herself as her body grew more stimulated and she felt his hand griping her and pulling her onto him. She jerked uncontrollably and could hardly move as pleasure surged through her. She had never felt anything like this, but liked it.

"Oh great spirit!" She cried regaining her breath. She reached back for him and encouraged him to continue wanting to feel that again. She looked up and into the darkness behind the strange platform she was on and saw the military man watching with a stern expression and Bijoux smiling as Spark Fox worked her body back into and then forward off of Trevor's cock.

 

[Ravenloft]

Spark Fox's lustful demands drew out the animal in Trevor and he started thrusting against her harder, their bodies making wet slapping sounds against each other. He'd known a few girls who liked it rough, but none that gave as good as they got, like Spark was. Shit, she was thrusting herself back so hard, he nearly got pushed off the bed, but it didn't take him long to match her thrust for thrust. He was probably gonna be sore after this, but damn, it was worth it!

He was used to modern girls, who hardly ever got off on penetration, so, the way Spark Fox's pussy was fluttering as he fucked her was new to him. "Oh fuck yes! Cum on my dick!" He growled, as he slammed deep into her. He drew her back onto her knees, making her grind down on his cock, taking her breasts firmly in his hands, biting at her neck and shoulder.

With her grinding on his lap, he moved one hand to her throat and the other down to rub her pussy while he took her. He caught sight of the people watching them from the darkness and turned Spark Fox's mouth to his, kissing her lustfully, claiming her for his own.

 

[wickedpen]

Spark Fox had never done more than lay on her side as a man slid up behind her and entered her. She knew it was more of a comfort for him than any sort of life making act. She had seen couples she thought were fighting make children. It was different than what she knew but she was young. Now she was not much older but in a strange place and the only way back seemed to do this.

The man was soft and gentle and she knew this was not going to do. She tried to inspire him but finally had to revert to doing it herself. She was thankful that he took the hint as her body was failing her and falling into some strange stiffness. It felt good but strange. When the man pulled back onto him and she felt him so deep inside and his hands on her breasts and between her legs rubbing her she melted. She felt the spirit rise in her and she knew a child was being put into her womb. She bucked her hips feeling him so deep.

"Harder" she grunted trying to raise herself up and down his shaft. "Give it to me, give me the seed" she groaned as her body jerked and her head knocked into his chin but he did not seem to care as his hands lifted her tight young body like it was s feather. By his grunts and groans she thought it was going to happen soon. She felt herself flood with pleasure raining down on him as he slid easily in and out of her as he lifted her and then dropped her. She glanced into the darkness and saw Bijoux now in front of the military man who was behind her, thrusting into her. Bijoux's eyes were closed and she was smiling.

 

[Ravenloft]

Spark Fox was almost feverishly hot as Trevor thrust deep inside of her, feeling her body shudder and melt in his grip. She bucked hard against him and he swelled harder and harder, ready to burst his hot seed deep inside her tight, flexing canal. Just as he crested she grunted and groaned for him to go harder, for him to give her his seed.

The warming cascade of her release washed over his throbbing length and triggered spurt after spurt of his burning hot seed. He shot his seed so hard that it splashed up against the mouth of her womb. He was panting and muttering incoherently as he came, holding her tight, keeping her close, forcing his way deeper, instinctively letting his Cum pool, warmly, in her depths.