“Oh, I’m from the council.” He says like it no big fucking deal. “I was assigned guard duty for your case. I’ve been here the whole time. Although, you probably didn’t notice me in my bat form. I’ll report to Lisette immediately, so she can release you.”
“Wait, wait, wait…did you uhhh, did you say the whole time?” My voice comes out higher pitched than normal.
“Well, yes. We couldn’t very well leave you alone down here.” He chortles.
“Uhh…and you err…fuck, the whole time, huh?” How did I not notice this dude? Even if he was a bat… “Wait, also, go back to the bat part?”
The councilman waves his hand at me, like my question is not important. “Yes, yes. Everyone knows that witches can shape-shift with the right spell. Anyway, the sooner I can report to Lisette, the sooner we can release you. Tyson, you are free to go. Thank you for your work here. And Christopher, I will be back shortly with Lisette to release you.” In a puff of smoke, the dude literally turns back into a bat, and flies through the open basement door.
“What the fuck…” Tyson whispers.
“Dude, I fucking jerked off in front of that guy! Like…a lot! Several times. Many loads. Do you…do you think he watched? Why didn’t he say something sooner!” I cry.
“Bro, what the fuck? Why did you jerk off so much?” Tyson scoffs. “Whatever. You’re free, hooray. I’m going home. I’m assuming I’ll see you there soon?”
“I bet the little freak liked watching me. Why else would he keep quiet while I ravaged myself? I’m talking over and over…” I hiss.
“Yeah, okay. Good talk. See you later.” Tyson struts out of the basement, not bothering to shut the door behind him.
“The whole fucking time…”
It’s only about a five minute wait before bat-boy comes back, with some else I’m assuming is Lisette.
“Mr. Kohl, I had faith you would pull through.” The woman says. Her face is hidden behind the hood of a deep purple cloak. Tendrils of pure white hair curl down to her waist from inside the hood. “I’m very pleased at the speed of your progress.”
“Uhh, thanks?”
“Although you’re being released, I urge you to remain vigilant going forward.” Her voice is deep and melodic, almost entrancing. “The problems within the council have not been dealt with, and therefore they could still bring you trouble in the future. You’ll need to rely on your friend Tyson, and your boyfriend Charlie until this issue is resolved.”
“Slow down, I’m not following. How do you know Charlie? And I guess, Tyson. And well, me?”
“We’ve met before. I’m the warden of this prison. And it is my duty to know all of the council’s prisoners. By extension, that means knowing who they spend time with outside of here.”
I snort. “Sorry, but I think I’d remember meeting you. You’re kinda creepy as fuck. You and bat-boy over there.”
“Rude.” Bat-boy hisses.
Lisette moves past this, although I think I hear a slight smirk in her voice. “Unfortunately, it wasn’t safe for you to remember the details of our meeting, therefore I wiped your memory. And all you need to know as of now is to be careful with who you trust. The current supernatural council is unstable, and filled with those who would do you and your friends harm. Lay low, until you get word from me that the threat is under control. Don’t trust anyone you do not know.”
“Okay well, doesn’t that mean I shouldn’t trust you? Just because you say we’ve met before, doesn’t make it true.” I point out.
“Oh, he’s not as stupid as he looks!” Bat-boy simpers.
“Hey, fuck you!” Indignation is evident in my tone.
Bat-boy simply sticks his tongue out at me, tauntingly. I knew this dude was a fucking weirdo.
“Boys.” Lisette snaps, her voice ringing with authority. “Robbie. You are on thin ice. Behave, or I will dismiss you. And Christopher, don’t mind Robbie, he likes to be a brat.”
“Hmmm…a bratty bat-boy. Interesting…” I stick my tongue back out at Robbie.
Robbie scoffs, jutting out his hip and crossing his arms.
Lisette sighs, as if we’re giving her a headache. Please, I could never. I’m straight-up sunshine. Well, not straight, but sunshine none-the-less.
She strides forward, a key appearing in her hand. “As I was saying,you are free to go. But please, do be careful. You’ll be hearing from me again, soon, I’m sure.”
The door swings open, and I almost think this might be a trick. I mean… “You’re really letting me go? Just like that?”
