Started: 12-05-07 Completed: 02-29-08
WHISPERS IN THE DARK
Except a certain group of five who were now sitting in the middle of an empty classroom studying the most god awful and awkward subject in the entire history of education.
It was no ordinary annual fair for Domino Island. In fact, it was technically not an annual fair, but a fair to celebrate the coming of the Whisperers. Since the dawn of time, humans have always been at a respectable coalition with the Ethereal Clan, a.k.a. the Elves and Ruler of the Outer Beings, and managed to sustain a balance of power between both sides of the world. Towards the Middle Ages, a dark colony the Duelist Phantoms ousted by the Ethereal Clan millenniums ago managed to break free from the Shadow Realm and waged war against the Ethereal Clan, holding humans as ransom for power of the Outer Beings. The war lasted for about 15 years before the leader of the Ethereal Clan Maximillion Pegasus and a mighty sorceror of the human clan Gozaburo managed to create a seal which banished the Duelist Phantoms into the Abyss, where no one dead or alive may able to escape. The Duelist Phantoms managed to be defeated, but they did not go down without leaving a “present” behind.
Domino Island, along with the rest of the world, became a continent victimized by the Duelist Plague, in which all females are cursed with impotency and can no longer bear children, due to the fact that the Duelist Phantoms were mostly male and viewed females as the scum of Earth. Females began to dwindle from existence and doomed to live barren lives, unable to repopulate the world. There was no magic in the world that could undo this wretched curse, not even from the Ethereal Clan, and everyone had exhausted every means until they finally accepted that they were once again outwitted by the enemy.
To make the remaining females happy, the men elevated them into a high-classed society and gave them high roles and positions in which they were allowed to do anything they please, even allowed to keep a harem of men to pleasure their every sexual fantasies, and chose a selected few to be granted by the Ethereal Clan the gift of immortality so they can continue to live out their lives rich and famous. The females were grateful for all that the men had done for them to make their lives comfortable, but the problem of repopulation was still hanging in the balance, and soothing the aching hearts of women alone was not enough to solve the fact that humans would soon cease to exist altogether.
Maximillion Pegasus took pity over the human world’s predicament and decided to strike a deal with them. He promised that he would grant a group of people from each continent and their chosen descendants the ability to conceive, but they must mate with the Whisperers, a night clan of Outer Beings who were also in the brink of extinction because their females have also suffered the wrath of the Duelist Plague and died, for the Duelist Plague curse was fatal towards Ethereal people and Outer Beings. Running out of options, the representatives of the human world agreed to the terms and Maximillion Pegasus wasted no time into making his magic on the whole human world.
Since that moment, after blessing the first group of men with the ability to conceive, every 5 years, certain families will be blessed with children who are born hermaphrodite. And when that happens, as soon as the children come of age, the families will put out fruit offerings at their front door as a sign for the Ethereal Clan to send the message to the Whisperers, and in turn, the Whisperers will send in healthy and able representatives to mate with them, thus maintaining the population of both sides.
Which is why Joseph “Joey” Wheeler, Yugi Mutou, Tristan Taylor, Malik Ishtar and Ryou Bakura had to sit through hours of torture learning from Yugi’s grandfather, Solomon Mutou, the oldest and wisest of advisors to Mai Valentine, the Head of Domino Island.
“Tell me again why da hell do we hafta go thru this hellfire,” Joey complained, propping his hand on his chin and trying to stifle a yawn.
“Because, young man,” Solomon said as he threw a chalk at Joey, smacking him right on the forehead, “You and the others are the future of Domino Island and it is crucial that you learn everything there is to know about our history and your responsibilities at hand.”
“We’re just gonna help some weirdo-s make babies, that’s all,” Tristan said outspokenly. “What’s the big deal?”
“The big deal is that you have to fully understand the concept of pregnancy and child-raising, and also the background of the Whisperers who will sire your children. Having children is no laughing matter, Mr. Taylor. It’s a big responsibility, and you must take this matter seriously. Now where was I, Yugi?”
“The part about our reproductive system,” Yugi replied, his face couldn’t go any redder as it was.
“Right,” Solomon continued amidst the groans of the other four who were just as embarrassed as Yugi to be sitting here learning all this crap. “Basically you boys have a different form of anatomy than other boys. Instead of having testicle organs and all those sperm gathering around within it, your sac serve no more than just the purpose to contain some of the complicated veins and arteries associated with urination and are connected to your bladder where you dump all your bodily fluids. In its place, resting right behind your bladder,” he pointed with his rod at a diagram of the reproductive organs of a hermaphrodite, earning a few groans of disgust from the teens, “is a uterus which serves as the main point of reproduction where you will carry the Whisperers’ child to term. Just like a woman used to have, you will experience orgasms that sometimes I must admit men are jealous of.
“One note to you that the Whisperers will only appear twice: once during the mating hour and once during the delivery of the child, so don’t expect too much out of them being attached to you. Once you and the Whisperers’ seed finally combine, it will form and develop into a child just as a woman used to when they’re pregnant. When you have carried the child to term, contractions will come in, and I won’t lie to you, it will hurt like hell. But with proper training and breathing beforehand, where you will soon learn from our trained midwives, you can bet the pain will less unbearable. The baby will be born through a canal serving as your vagina which is located between your penis and your anus. Any questions before I move on to the next topic?”
Ryou raised his hand, and spoke as soon as Solomon gave permission, “Sir, how will our children look like?”
“Well, there is a 50-50 chance that it will come out looking like a human or a Whisperer. It’s all by chance, really. But it would not change the fact that they will be a Halfling, human or not.”
“What if we don’t succeed?” Malik asked. “What if we don’t get knocked up, since they’re only gonna fuck us once?”
“Watch your language, Mr. Ishtar,” Solomon said warningly, then continued, “to answer your question, you won’t have to worry. Whisperer seed is very potent. They are not known to shoot blanks. Their rate of, as you call it, ‘knocking people up’ is 100 percent. And they have been known to sire multiples, so expect to have more than one child growing inside you.”
“Crap…” Joey cursed, not exactly wanting to know this piece of information.
“How long does our pregnancy last?” Yugi asked.
“Actually a midwife can tell you that accurately, but in my knowledge, it is an average of 6 to 7 months, so expect a belly growth spurt.”
“So who will have custody of the child once they are born? Do we get to keep them or will the Whisperers take them away?”
“This is something I plan to teach you guys later in the lesson, but since Yugi brought up the subject,” Solomon said as he scratched his chin, “you’ll have to be prepared for this. During the delivery, your Whisperer mate will come together with Seth, the head of the Whisperer clan to inspect the child to decide whether the child should stay with you or the Whisperer. Seth has a keen sense of smell to determine the custody, and if he smells that your child is Whisperer-dominant, they will take your child, and vice versa. I’m sorry if this may upset you, should you feel any attachment towards the child, but this has always been the way of things. It is the deal that Maximillion Pegasus and the human reps struck centuries ago, and there’s nothing to change this sacred bond.”
“I hope my kid is Whisperer-dominant,” Tristan muttered. “There is NO way you’re seeing me caring for a brat!”
“I’d beg to differ, Mr. Tristan,” Solomon said, raising an eyebrow. “I’ve seen many kids like you saying the same thing, only to be crying like the world has ended when the Whisperers decided their children are Whisperer-dominant.”
“Not me, I assure you,” Tristan growled indignantly.
“Why do we hafta get knocked up by some no good weirdo-s anyways?” Joey asked. “Can’t we just pick any guy here n let ‘em knock us up? I’ll haf ya know that I haf a few friends who actually are in love wif each other, not ‘em weirdo-s.”
“True,” Solomon replied, “but before they decide to indulge themselves in humanly love, they must go through this process. Every child born hermaphrodite has to partake in this occasion to honour the deal we made with Maximillion Pegasus. It is the Unbreakable Law. After that, they are free to do as they please. If those friends of yours ended up breaking up after going through this occasion, I dare say their love for each other is not strong enough. Now then, the next lesson: The Whisperers’ anatomy.”
As Solomon droned on and on, Joey glared with a vengeance at the sample picture of a Whisperer. It didn’t look that much different than a normal human, but they were taller, more built and they had huge bat-like wings that, when spread, could almost cover you whole. In short, Whisperers look like half-human-half-gargoyles. Joey cursed inwardly; he had dreaded this day ever since he was told by his parents when he was ten that he was a hermaphrodite and is destine to honour the deal and the human population with the sacred duty of bearing offspring for humans and Whisperers alike. It’s already bad enough that you are told the whole world’s hope lie on your shoulder. To think that you are actually gonna do it with some total stranger you have never met and only gonna be around twice in your life was cramping up his style even worse. It was like as if he was no different than a baby-making machine, a fuck toy you can just use and discard anytime you please.
As soon as Solomon finished teaching about both their anatomy and the Whisperers’, Joey almost made a mad dash out of the classroom, wanting to get away from it all. If it weren’t for his best friends calling after him, he would’ve just made a run for it and lead himself to goodness knows where. It was a sort of habit of his whenever he gets mad—he would just let his feet guide him wherever they want to be and only stop when fatigue takes over. Sometimes he would end up running all the way to the dark forests where the Whisperers were rumoured to live in. He can still remember the name: Yami Forest, named after obvious reasons. The first time he stopped there, he had a quarrel with his parents after knowing of his upcoming duty to society and ran like he just didn’t care. The last thing he remembered seeing before his mother finally caught up with him and took him home was a pair of glowing blue orbs staring at him as cold as ice.
“Wait up, Jo,” Tristan said as he caught up with him. “We promised to go to the pizza parlour to meet up with Tea, remember?”
Joey grinned slightly as he recalled the girl with blood reddish-black hair telling them she had something to give them at the pizza parlour.
“Sorry, musta slipped m’mind.”
“Well, come on, Joey,” Yugi said as he linked his arms around Joey’s. “Let’s not keep that princess waiting.”
Soon, the group of five chattered their way towards the pizza parlour, not knowing that at a dark corner of the tower of the school they were forced to stay back in for that 3 hour-long lecture, two pair of eyes the colour of ice-blue and dark lavender were staring intently at them.
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