Sarina

[widowmaker]

This is a story that I am still working on.   I am about halfway done with chapter three and have some interesting ideas for the story so here is chapter one

Sarina

In a world ruled by those with magic it is a scary thing to be born with no magic talent at all. It is even worse when you are one of the less than 1% who have no talent for magic. I was in the second grade when I met a person who would change my life forever and not in a positive way. Courtney Brown was from a family that had a lot of money and to make it worse, she herself had tested very high for magical talent so she felt it made her better than anyone else.

 

Courtney was not very good at math and always cheated by copying off of someone who was good at math when there was a test. Courtney had been more than happy to threaten anyone who tried to tell her no. Today was my turn to let her copy off my test answers. I covered my answers and she was unable to copy them. The teacher caught her trying to copy my answers and made her sit at the back of the room facing the wall so she could not copy anyone's answers.

 

I aced the test while Courtney failed to get even five correct answers. She was mad as hell at me and threatened to get even with me for not letting her copy off of my test. I ignored her since I knew I could beat her to a pulp if she tried anything. I underestimated how mad she was at me and she counted on that.

 

The teacher had us lined up to go down to first floor for recess. Two boys near the back of the line started screwing around and the teacher was forced to go and deal with them. Courtney waited until the teacher was at the back of the line and then she struck. She shoved me as hard as she could. I was not expecting it and went tumbling down the stairs. I grabbed for the rail and was rewarded with a blast of magical energy that kept me from grabbing the railing and saving myself.

 

The stairs were old and steep as well as made out of cement with enchanted metal tips to keep the stairs from crumbling with age. I screamed as I fell and tumbled down the stairs out of control. How many times I hit my head and my back on the way down I don't know. I just know it hurt like nothing else. I lay at the bottom of the stairs crying in pain and unable to move no matter how much I wanted to. My legs would not respond and work. The teacher came rushing down the stairs as fast as she safely could.

 

The pain was horrible and it caused me to black out. I woke up in the hospital some time later. The doctors had been forced to use magic to save my life. My spine had been shattered in three places during the fall. Magical treatment is expensive and reserved only for those who had talent and could afford it. With my family being poor the doctors only used just enough to put me back together again. Had they been allowed to get away with it they would have let me die rather than use magic on me.

 

Courtney lied and said I was screwing around and had slipped. She thought it was funny and bragged about how she had watched me fall down the stairs. Courtney was suspected of having pushed me but denied touching me at all. A truth spell forced her to tell a different story. Her family was forced to pay for my medical bills and they were not happy about it. I was considered a no talent waste of resources by those with a strong talent and money.

 

The magic worked to save my life. The doctors did not care that the law stated that they were to heal me completely. My spine healed improperly and left me incontinent for life. The rest of my second grade year was spent healing at home since the doctors and the hospital did not wish to waste resources on me since I was listed as having no talent. My parents tried to sue Courtney's parents for the damages but the judges deemed the case as trivial since I had no talent and refused to hear it.

 

The next several months were spent healing slowly and painfully while getting used to wearing diapers again. The doctors could have fixed my spine completely but they were guided only by greed instead of the oath they took. If we could have come up with the 250,000 dollars they wanted then I would not have been stuck in diapers again for life. My back finally healed and the pain went away, but the diapers stayed. It took me almost nine months to heal and get used to wearing diapers again. To make it even worse, Courtney found out about my need for diapers, and told everyone.

 

I learned how to fight dirty and to strike when my tormentors least expected me to. My body got tougher and my fists got even faster. I already had a bit of a reputation as a scrapper but now it was well earned as I beat up so many others who taunted me and laughed at me because I had no magic talent and wore diapers. Courtney found out the hard way to not get too close to me and try to pull my pants down to expose my diaper to the world.

 

I spun on her and my punch caught her perfectly in the face. Her head snapped back and her body followed. Two adults pulled me off her after I had been pounding on her for about a minute. I broke her nose, Knocked out a tooth and about killed her when I hit her in the throat. Courtney was treated and released from the hospital within an hour and tried to lie and tell everyone that I had been the one to attack her and that she did nothing to provoke me.

 

A truth spell was used and she was fined for illegal under age use of combat magic. When she tried to claim that I too had used magic they checked my records and found the statement to be yet another lie on her part. The fine was tripled since she had attacked someone she knew to have no magic ability just to try to humiliate them. She was fined for a few other things as well and by the time it was all done a total of 1000.00 dollars in fines was levied against her. The judge used magic to review the entire incident and found it amusing that she had been beaten by a person with no magic talent. Her parents were not amused and neither were mine.

 

I was grounded for a month and made to do extra chores around the house. This frustrated me as I missed going to the library and reading all the books they had on the subject of magic and the history of it. To me it was all fascinating to read about it. No one else read the books unless they had to do a report on the subject and use them for reference. I devoured the books as it were and when the teachers had us do reports on the history of magic and the principles on how it all worked, my report was the only one to get an A+ on it.

 

Courtney and her friends learned to leave me alone most of the time and when they did try something they usually ended up on the ground with me on top of them pounding on them. Thanks to Courtney and her big mouth, everyone at school knew all about me wearing diapers. She conveniently forgot to tell them why I wore diapers and only told them my parents had been too lazy to toilet train me and I had been too stupid to figure out how to use the toilet.

 

I came to hate school and all the bullies. Any time something stank my third grade teacher would bring me up to the front of the class and expose my diaper to the whole room before checking to see if I had messed myself and forgotten to tell her. Mrs. Karlovitz was mean woman and always let Courtney get away with everything. Last week she refused to let me go to the restroom and change after I had messed my diaper. Instead she pulled out a changing pad and made one of the boys she did not like change my diaper in front of everyone. After he finished cleaning me up and putting a fresh one on me she put the dirty one on him to teach him a lesson about being late for class.

 

He had to wear and use the diaper until the end of the day when she let him take it off and get cleaned up. He was only late because Courtney had used a paralysis spell on him and he could not move for 15 minutes. Jason was another who also had no talent and was from a poor family. During recess the next day Courtney had her friends hold him down while she put a baby diaper on him and then burned his underwear and jeans with a spell. Of course the teacher found it funny and made sure everyone knew he was another big baby like me. By the end of the year he was tired of the abuse at home and at school. He walked off a 300 foot cliff before third grade ended.

 

Courtney and her bunch thought it was funny he killed himself. To them it was one big funny joke and a good thing that another no talent waste of resources was gone. Courtney joked that she wished she could have been there to push him off the cliff herself. The teacher agreed that it was good he was gone as it meant no more wasted resources. Courtney continued to make jokes about him killing himself and then went on to volunteer to push me off a cliff next. “Of course with her big thick diaper she wont get hurt. She'll hit the bottom and all the shit in her diaper will splatter everywhere just like Jason's head did when he hit the bottom.”

 

Not wanting to hear anymore from her I was glad when school let out for the day. All of her remarks about my diapers and Jason were making me very angry. When I was halfway home Courtney came riding by me on her new bicycle. I ignored her until her and her friends blocked me in. I normally don't cut through any alleys but today I wanted to avoid everyone and just be left alone. Courtney tackled me and her friend Jane yanked my jeans down while everyone laughed about it.

 

Four of them held me down while Courtney poured something into the back of my diaper. Courtney hit me with a paralysis spell and then took numerous pictures of me after she posed my body in a squatting position to make it look like I was deliberately messing my diaper. They laughed and took numerous pictures with their phones. My anger rose as they taunted me and then when Courtney was going to use a knife to cut my face her spell suddenly broke and I was free to lash out at her.

 

Courtney looked surprised when I spun on her at the last moment. I don't know how I managed to beat up all six of them but I remember seeing looks of terror on their faces as I went after each one and then proceeded to beat on them until my arms grew too tired to swing anymore. All six lay on the ground out cold with looks of terror on their now disfigured faces. Their bodies lay barely breathing with two of them bent backwards and almost folded in half.

 

I'm good at fighting but never in all my time have I ever been that good. Something had terrified them as I attacked them but I had no clue at the time what they had seen that so terrified each one of them. Courtney was in the worst shape of them all. Her body had been folded in half backwards and her nose was obviously broken along with both arms and both legs. Her head had been twisted around as well and how she did not die from a broken neck I had no clue at the time. How any of them had survived at the time was a mystery to me.

 

Something about the whole thing frightened me so I ran away as fast as my legs could carry me. I made it perhaps 9 blocks before I saw the first ambulance come screaming up the road and then turn off into the alley I had fled. I ran all the way home and hid in my room until my parents came home about two hours later. They were not surprised to hear that Courtney and her friends had tried to half kill me. They considered Courtney to be a spoiled brat who thought too much of herself.

 

When they finally calmed me down enough I told them about me beating up all six girls and leaving them laying half dead in the alley mangled and looking terrified at what they had seen. My mom held me as dad called the hospital and then the police to find out all the details of the incident. He seemed bit surprised that I had hurt all six girls so badly.

 

The police showed up and asked me questions about the incident. After telling them the same story six times I was starting to get tired of it. The officer looked over his notes a minute then spoke again. “Are you sure you have no talent? If you are lying it will be worse for you. We don't want to have to put you in jail for lying to me now do we?” “I am not lying!” I told you, they attacked me! I don't know what they told you but they attacked me! Courtney was going to cut my face with a knife! Was I supposed to just let her cut me?”

 

The officer smiled a greasy smile. “Yes. You violated the law when you attacked them and then led them into the alley to finish them off. They say you used magic on them and looked like a demon and that you used some kind of strange magic to try to kill them. I don't know why you are hiding your talent and I don't care. You will be tested again and this time by someone from the ministry so there will be no mistakes and we will know what to charge you with for attacking six defenseless girls out of jealousy.

 

My parents kicked the man out of the house and called him several bad names. I was suspended from school until the investigation was completed. The officer that questioned me was calling me a liar and claimed that I admitted to hiding my talent and using illegal magic to hurt Courtney and her friends. My parents called the man a pig and a few other things as well when they talked to his boss. We had to wait a week for the man from the ministry to show up to test me.

 

The man did every single test he could think of and at no time did any magic come from me. Each one of the complex test took nearly an hour to do. I was made to drink all sorts of foul smelling and tasting stuff for the tests. The only effect was to make me wet and mess my diaper heavily and almost get sick all over him once. The tests were all boring and yielded the same negative results.

 

Halfway through the tests I had to take a short break to change my wet and messy diaper. When I came back out of the bathroom and had disposed of the used diaper the man asked me to do a series of physical tests. When he finished he smiled at me. “Interesting results. I know why you are such a good fighter and can outdo everyone around you in physical activities. You are a very powerful physical adept. You are at the top end of class one physical adept.

 

Your body uses magic but only to enhance your physical abilities. This makes you faster, stronger and always a lot healthier than those around you. It also enhances how well you move and how well you fight. If you were not incontinent the military would be falling over themselves to recruit you when you turn 18. We do not know why just yet, but for some reason, physical adepts are unable to use magic the way everyone else can.

 

I will have you registered as a class one physical adept. Being incontinent means that the military will also not try to recruit you either. Your gift of languages would be very useful in archaeology and in diplomatic situations as well since you can read write and speak every known language like you have known them for your entire life. Translators are always in high demand so you would be able to make a good deal of money that way. Archaeology would allow you to translate ancient languages easily and allow scientists to make short work of understanding ancient writings. You are very smart, so when you get the chance, I would recommend you attend a real good college.”

 

The man filed his report with the ministry and confirmed that I did indeed have no talent for doing magic the way everyone else does. I am listed as a class one physical adept and as having the gift of languages, as they call it. The final finding of the ministry was that I defended myself when Courtney and her friends attacked me in that alley. Their reckless use of illegal combat magic triggered a wild magic pocket feedback. My being a physical adept saved me from the effects as physical adepts tend to have a high resistance to wild magic.

 

Courtney and the other girls were fined heavily for their attack on me in that alley and for admitting under truth spell that they intended to kill me and make it look like a suicide. The parents were mad as hell at the ruling but the evidence from the ministry put me in the right. They ruled that my not knowing that I was a physical adept was not illegal as no one tests for that anymore and it was fitting that Courtney and the other girls had been beaten badly for trying to kill me. The parents of the girls wanted me in jail but they were overruled by the ministry.

 

The alley, when tested, was found to have been a spot where some residual wild magic had pooled and collected, thus the reason for the hallucinations that they all saw when they were being beat on by me. The old magic had caused the paralysis spell to backfire and then turn into a limited illusion spell. My having no talent made me somehow immune to the illusion. As for the physical deformities they suffered from magic, that was also due to their own spells backfiring and warping. The ministry had a team clean out all the old wild magic and considered the case closed after that.

 

Courtney and her friends spent almost two months in the hospital healing. Melisa was the tiniest of the group and they put her in baby diapers when she kept wetting and messing herself uncontrollably. The cause was a curse she had tried to throw on me during the fight. It had backfired and hit her instead so now she was going to be in diapers for a few weeks until they could get rid of the curse. When I heard about it I laughed.

 

The rest of the school year went quietly with me passing third grade easily. Courtney was furious at having almost failed and attempted to get me in trouble by trying to put a stolen book in my backpack. The teacher caught her opening my pack and she was forced to stay after school in detention for theft and for trying to frame me for it. She spent the rest of the school year in after school detention and with the teachers watching her closely she was unable to get to me.

 

She still teased me during recess and went out of her way to make sure everyone knew about my diapers. On the last day of school I got tired of her insults and attempts at bullying me so I hit her after she pushed me out of a swing. Courtney seemed to forget the beating from earlier that year so I reminded her that she could not get away with trying to hit me or push me around. By the time a teacher broke it up I had given her another broken nose and a black eye.

 

The next unusual event was in the sixth grade. Having gotten tired of being teased and bullied I sought shelter in the library. This became my sanctuary as the local bullies could not get to me in here without getting into serious trouble. I also loved reading and learning about things as well so for me the library was a perfect haven for me. The librarians had no disagreement with my being quiet and reading all the time.

 

Most of my reading was on magic and how it worked. I was searching the books to find out why I was not able to use magic and for a possible cure for my incontinence. I devoured everything the books had to teach me but they told me nothing new and it was frustrating for me. An average day in the library would find me changing my diapers in the restroom and then going back to reading more. Occasionally one of my diapers was more than just wet, but it was something that over the years I had learned to deal with.

 

After cleaning up and changing my reading would resume until the book was finished or the library would close for the day. Over the course of the summer and hundreds of diaper changes I finally finished all the books in their large section on magic. Nothing told me why I could not use magic and only a few of the books even mentioned the fact that a few individuals were completely without magical talent. They never said why or what could be done to change that. It frustrated me.

 

On a whim I sneaked into the restricted section of the library when they accidentally left the door unlocked. The section on magic was tiny and most of the books were just poor copies that I had already read. The only thing that caught my attention was an old book with an odd binding on it that felt like some type of scales to me. I opened the book carefully and began to read the old writing in it.

 

I was hooked and found a table to read as much of it as I could before being caught and shooed out of the area. The book started with the basics of human magic and then went from there. According to the book, human magic was flawed because of our desire to control it and make it conform to how we thought it should work. It was very careful to explain our flawed thinking about magic and why we failed to understand it correctly.

 

I couldn’t put the book down even though my diaper was approaching the leaking point. The information was amazing and I understood magic like never before with the help of what was written in this book. I finished the first chapter and was well into the second chapter when I felt a hand on my shoulder gently tapping me to get my attention. This was frustrating as I was really enjoying the book and it had so many interesting and different thoughts on how magic worked.

 

“Sarina, my dear, You are not supposed to be in here. This section is restricted to those who work here and a few professors from the college. How did you get in here anyways?” Mrs Klein smiled gently at me and treated me nicely every time she saw me. “I came in through the door you guys left open. I was browsing for something new to read in the magic section back here and found this book. I have been very careful with it and have read 35 pages already. You should read it sometime!”

 

She continued to smile nicely at me and to talk to me gently with great kindness in her voice. She was one of those few people who never treated me like an idiot child or ridiculed me because of my diapers. “That’s nice dear but.. Wait a minute, you can read it? You are not teasing me are you, honey?” “No, ma’am. I’ve never read a handwritten book before and this one is so interesting and I would like to read it all or a copy of it if you have one. Listen to the beginning of the book and you’ll see why it is so interesting to me.”

 

I read a few paragraphs out loud to her and she looked at me in mild surprise. “That book was on the top shelf. How did you reach it?” “I found it down over here in easy reach near the middle of the third shelf up from the floor.” She gently closed the book and picked it up. “Interesting. Someone must have accidentally filed it wrong or one of the professors put it there in a hurry. Tell you what, honey, I’ll make a deal with you. If you leave here and not tell anyone I slipped and forgot to shut the door I wont tell anyone you were in here.”

 

I liked her and quietly left the area after agreeing to her deal with a smile. Any other librarian would have been rude to me and even insulted me for wearing diapers and not being able to use magic. She had put the book on the top shelf again before gently escorting me out of the restricted sections. Just to prove I had nothing off limits I let her look through my backpack before leaving since the library was closing in about 15 minutes. I changed into a dry diaper and then went home by way of as many alleys as I could cut through on my way home so as to avoid being looked at like I was guilty of some horrible crime simply because I had to wear diapers and had no magic talent.

 

Since all my homework had been done at the library I simply tossed my backpack onto my bed and grabbed a fresh diaper. After changing and throwing the used diaper away I returned to my room and had full intentions of getting on my laptop for a little while and reading some books that had been downloaded a few days ago from a free site. The books were covering the history of the war between humans and dragons.

 

The history books in school glazed over the subject and only told how long the war had lasted and that the dragons and the dragon mages had been in the wrong for believing themselves to be as smart as humans and had therefore deserved to be attacked. Whoever wrote the history books was very racist and an idiot in my opinion. Humans were always right no matter what. Humans were superior to all other beings in the universe. Only those with magic talent were intelligent and those without were nothing to those with talent and could be used as desired by those with talent. It is no wonder so many of our people are so arrogant and new ways of doing things have slowed down to a crawl as have new discoveries of magic and technology.

 

Upon opening my backpack to retrieve my laptop a surprise was awaiting me inside of it. The book on dragon magic from the library was in the pack as well. I had seen that book placed back on the shelves and had allowed my pack to be checked as well before leaving the library so how the book managed to show up in it was beyond me as I have no magical talent and could not have used magic to conceal the book even if I had wanted to do so. A quick glance inside of the book revealed it was indeed the same one from the library somehow.

 

I called the library and asked for Mrs. Klein. “I’m sorry to pester you ma’am, but a certain unusual book somehow ended up in my pack. I saw you put it back on the shelf and then let you check my pack as well but how the world it got in there is beyond me. I had no way to make it go in there magically as I have no talent for magic, ma’am. I’m confused as to how it happened. Can I bring it back real fast or can you come and get it so it does not get damaged?”

 

Mrs. Klein showed up about 25 minutes later and I carefully handed her the book. We joked that the book was magical and wanted me to read it. We both felt someone had likely decided to play a prank on me in the hopes of getting me into trouble. She thanked me for calling her right away and returning the book to her. I was about to ask her to check my pack for any prank magic when nature intervened and I filled my diaper almost to capacity. The smell was horrible as I grabbed a fresh diaper and went to the bathroom to change again.

 

By the time my cleanup and change was done she was gone with the book and my mind could not focus on anything so the television provided background noise as I let my mind wander over the ways that book could have somehow ended up in my pack the way it did. A short while later mom called me for dinner so the thoughts of the book were put aside until after dinner. After dinner was done mom helped me clear the table and get the dishes clean before I returned to my room with full intentions of reading an e-book.

 

That e-book never go read that night. Upon returning to my room the book that had just about two hours ago been returned was back and laying in the middle of my bed. There was no way to return it tonight so it would have to wait until in the morning when the library could be called along with a magic inspector since the book has twice shown up in my possession without me taking it. Picking up the book it almost sounded like the book sighed in relief for a moment but books don’t sigh.

 

Within minutes my attention was focused on the words written in the book as it carefully discussed how magic worked for those born with the true gift to use magic as the dragons and the dragon mages do. It was fascinating reading for me and before I knew it I was halfway through the book when a glance at my clock showed it was already 11:03 at night. After stifling a yawn I carefully put the book on my small desk and then went to sleep for the night.

 

My mother came in to wake me up at almost 10:00 am. Without thinking I jumped out of bed, grabbed a clean diaper and ran for the bathroom. I was so late for school. Halfway through my fast shower mom opened the door to tell my that school was canceled for today. “Take your time honey. They closed the school thanks to a magical battle between two gangs. School is being rebuilt and they wont be done until about nine tonight.

 

You were up late last night with your nose buried in that book but since the fight occurred at nine we let you let stay up and sleep in. Must have been some book to make you forget about everything.” “It’s different, mom. This book is written by hand and talks all about dragon magic and what it calls true magic and how it differs from what they teach currently. Did you know that dragons can actually see the flow of magic as visible patterns? It’s neat how they do that and can see the magic like we do!”

 

Mom went silent a moment. “When you get done and dressed why don’t you show your father and I this book? It sounds neat and I would love to read it when you finish it.” Without a second thought I stuck my hand out of the shower and said something in a language that was not a human language. The book showed up in my hand a half second later as another yawn was stifled. A half second later I realized just what I had done,

 

Mom took the book from me as I turned off the water and held it as I got a clean diaper on then got dressed. “I have no freaking idea how that just happened, mom! Every magic test ever done on me has shown absolutely no magical talent at all and yet somehow I just summoned this book to me!” Mom opened the book and was struggling to understand what it was saying as we walked out of the bathroom. We set at the kitchen table and dad joined us. “What’s up with the confused looks ladies?” Mom hit him with the news first. “She just did magic! She summoned the book to her without thinking about it! She has been reading this book all night long and has had no problem with understanding it either! Frank, this book is written in Draconic!”

 

Dad started laughing. “Okay, good prank! You almost had me for a moment! Draconic has not been spoken in nearly 3000 years by a non dragon so nice prank!” He stopped laughing when mom shoved the open book under his nose. He looked at it then set down next to me looking concerned and slightly confused. Dad teaches magical history at the local college and speaks a bit of Elven and a few words in Draconic so he would be able to tell if it was really Draconic.

 

After looking over the book a few minutes he asked me to read a random page to him. He opened it up and had me read it to him out loud. Mom and dad were both staring at me with their mouths open. “What? I read the page like you asked!” “Yes honey, you did. You read it aloud, in Draconic. The council is going to have kittens if they find out you can read Draconic! You keep saying you can tell when someone is using magic. How?” Their aura changes colors and the magic around them starts to change patterns and colors as they use it. That’s how everyone sees it right?”

 

Dad was silent and so was mom for a moment, which was a bit scary. Mom gently closed the book and looked at dad a moment before looking back at me. “Are there any spells in the book?” “No! Dragon magic does not work that way!” Over the next two hours mom and dad had me explain everything to them about what the book had taught me about magic. Dad broke the next big surprise to me. “Honey, we can’t see the magic or auras. We spend huge amounts of time learning to manipulate the magical energy by bending it to our will through special arcane gestures and short incantations.

 

You said that you left the book at the library and it showed up in your pack. Then when you returned it to Mrs. Klein it returned to you again right?” “Yeah! I was not stealing it! I promise! I tried to return it, twice!” Mom hugged me and got me calmed down. “We believe you, honey. Let me call Mrs. Klein and have her come over. She’s a friend of mine from when we went to college together. I’ll make sure this stays quiet and you do not get into trouble for it.”

 

Mom called Mrs. Klein and waited while she was transferred around a few times on the phone. “Hey Helen, this is Stacy. We need to talk about the weather in the North Pole.” Mom smiled and listened a few moments then hung up the phone. While they waited for Mrs. Klein to show up I changed into a dry diaper and tried to figure out what the hell was happening and why everyone was so concerned about an old book all of a sudden.

 

Once the change was done we all continued to wait for Mrs. Klein. With nothing more to do I started reading the book again where I had left off last night. Just as it was getting interesting again Mrs. Klein showed up. Mom let her in and then waited while she used magic to make sure no one could listen in on us. “You used the emergency phrase so it must be damned important! What’s up?” Mom pointed to me. “The book is enchanted and she’s not a no talent like we all assumed. You put that book on the shelf and checked her pack before she left the library. It showed up here and she immediately called you and returned it to you. It came back again. She can not only read it but she can speak the language as well.”

 

“Did you make sure?” “She summoned it to her in front of me. She spoke Draconic perfectly and she understands the language and what the book is saying.” Mrs. Klein set down across the table from me then chanted something. I ducked immediately as a blast of magic hit the chair where I had been sitting. The blast was barely enough to reach the chair but it surprised her. “How did you know to duck, honey?” “I saw the pattern change and then your aura changed as well as you began to focus the magic at me!” “I deliberately kept that blast to barely enough power to reach your chair. No normal person could have seen what it was! I think I had better take the book and secure it in the magic vault until it can be examined more carefully by professionals.”

 

She picked up the book and made it halfway to the door before it vanished out of her hands and showed up back in front of me again as if it had never been picked up at all. Had I not changed just a little bit ago I think I would have needed to now. Everyone looked at me. “I didn’t do anything! I promise I didn’t even say anything!” Mom came to my rescue. “We know, honey. No one is upset at you. This just took us all by surprise is all.

 

Helen, can you make it look like this book is checked out to my daughter since it wont leave her side?” Mrs. Klein took a moment more to think of something to say. “When was the last time you were checked for magic?” “Just a few months ago. I am a physical adept. Class one. Not sure what that is though. They say I can’t cast spells and I don’t know why. I can see the magic and see the auras of everyone but can’t seem to cast a bit of magic.

 

This book is definitely magical, but why did it choose me? Are you sure it’s not a prank spell someone placed on me to get me into trouble?” Mrs. Klein thought for a moment then used a wand and cast a few other spells to check for any possible minor spells on me or the book. My body glowed brightly with multiple colors when she cast the spell on me. “That’s a response I’ve never seen before. I think my dear Sarina that perhaps you have a talent besides physical. What else can you do?”

 

I can see auras and magical patterns. I can read this book easily and understand it perfectly. When you used magic just now I saw you force the pattern to change to what you thought it should be. “Why not just pull the magic down that you need instead of forcing it to change and then replenishing it from all around you? If I wanted to do it your way it would take me forever. The book told me that the way to do it was to just channel the magic and adapt it to what you need so it does not drain you and force you to work so hard at it. The nearest magic energy line is just over here and if you reach out while opening yourself up to it you can do it so much easier.”

 

I think it shocked all of us when the magic came to me when called for and formed a ball of light in my hand. I’m not sure who was more shocked. Me or everyone else. After an hour of me working a few more exercises the book had told me to try, it surprised me and everyone else with the results. What took them minutes to do with magic took me less than a second to do. I took a break to go change while they discussed the implications of what I had just learned how to do with magic.

 

With a dry diaper on and the old one thrown away I washed my hands then returned to the kitchen table. Everyone was busty trying to figure out what to do what to do about this so I grabbed the book and settled into the living room with it. It took them nearly 45 minutes to realize that I had gone to the living room with the book to read some more. I was nearly done with the next chapter when they came in to talk with me about the book.

 

Mom sat down next to me. “We think it would be a good idea if you did not tell anyone about this. We are not sure what is going on and if it is permanent or temporary. Once we figure out more about this ability of yours then we can see what has to be done to maybe get you registered as someone who has a late talent of some kind. Don’t use the abilities unless you have to and make sure no one else knows about this. We’re not sure why you are able to read Draconic and to speak it as well but keep it quiet. Anyone that does not already know does not need to know. Less that 200 people in the world can read Draconic and speak it this well. We would like to avoid any further problems if possible.”

 

“My whole class already knows I can speak and read draconic as well as see auras. My substitute teacher said that it is rare but not unheard of. Until tonight I never tried any exercises the book said to try.” Mom sighed and stayed silent a moment. “That’s fine, honey. Do not tell them you can use magic as anything but an adept until we figure out what the implications of you being able to use magic the way you do are.”

 

I went to bed at 9:30 and slept peacefully until it was time to get up and go to school in the morning. I left the book at home and mom called me ten minutes after leaving the house to tell me to check my pack as something had been misplaced. It took me a few seconds to get the pack off then open it. Inside was the book that had been laying on my bed when I left for school. “I found it, mom. Guess I didn’t forget my math book after all.”

 

Mom had a suspicion someone had been messing with our phones so we decided to not talk openly about the book not staying away from me for long. What made us suspicious is that we have been getting odd interference over the past week and it has caused a few calls to be dropped at random. Why someone would be listening in we do not know but mom is not taking any chances. Too many people think it is important that they know what everyone else is doing, thinking, and talking about.

End Chapter One

That's it for chapter one folks.  I hope you enjoyed it so far.  All comments and questions are welcomed.  Also, if anyone knows where I can buy a new body please let me know.  Mine is wearing out way too fast!  lol.  Thank you for reading this chapter.  Should I continue to post more or leave everyone in suspense for a few months?  When part three is done I will post part two.

[warpiper]

Omg! Amazing! I can't wait for the next chapter!

[Drownedinp]

Very interesting! Can't wait for Chapters 2 and 3!

[D503]

+1 new body too. Surely I can grow a vat clone and do a brain transplant. .

[BabySofia]

Looking forward to more of this! 

[widowmaker]

I just finished chapter three where big bird finally has enough of Elmo and sells him to Oscar the grouch as a permanent diaper slave.  And if anyone believes that then I have some swampland in the Sahara for sale real cheap along with a bridge in Brooklyn!  lol.

Here is chapter two for you good folks to read and hopefully enjoy.

 

Chapter Two

All through school I paid attention to the lessons and did every assignment they asked for until it came time for my basic magic class. It was the only class in which I was receiving a failing grade as I was unable to do magic the way they wanted it done. The substitute teacher called me up front to have me demonstrate how to make a simple light spell and I frowned. No matter how hard I tried to do it, the spell failed.

 

The man looked at me with frustration. “Why are you refusing to do what I asked, Sarina?” “I can’t do your magic, sir. Every test I have taken has shown that I am unable to work magic the way you want me to. I do have magic, sir, but it only enhances my physical abilities is all, sir. I am registered as a class one physical adept, sir.” He frowned a moment. That old and outdated system is not even used anymore. Now stop stalling and make a light the way you were told to.”

 

Again, I concentrated and when nothing happened I got mad and almost swore. Instead I clenched my jaw tightly shut for a moment and said nothing so as to stay out of trouble. “Since you can not do magic this way then perhaps you can show me how you would do it.” “I’m not supposed to do that, sir. My mother would get upset if I did.” Everyone laughed and he took a moment to get the class quieted down.

 

“Can you tell me how you would do it then?” He asked me. “ Simple, sir. I would simply reach out and pull the magic through me and conform it to how I want it and then create a light that way without draining any energy from my body. It’s real easy to do. You just look for a strong magic flow and then draw off enough magic to do what you need to do.” “I suppose that would be work if one could see magic and channel it that way, but it is impossible.”

 

I was surprised to hear this from him as he was supposed to be a teacher who knew all about magic. “It’s not impossible. Dragons do it all the time when they use magic. They don’t do it the way we do and they are able to do it faster and use less energy to make far greater effects.” The man seemed tired of me and then took breath and let it out a moment before speaking again. “Are you trying to tell me you have no talent at all?”

 

“No, sir. I can read and speak Draconic as well as see magic and auras. I’m also good at physical things as well sir. I just can not do magic the way everyone else does is all, sir.” Courtney the piped up and tried to humiliate me. “She’s also real good at shitting her diapers!” Everyone in class laughed at me. “That is not a nice thing to say, Courtney! You owe her an apology for that remark!”

 

“I’m sorry you can’t figure out how to use a toilet!” Instead of blushing I got mad. I clenched my fists and resisted the urge to beat her to the point of leaving her all but dead. Jean Francis called out at seeing my clenched fists. “Oh look, she straining hard to mess her diaper again!” Everyone laughed except the teacher. Courtney and Jean, you two have just earned yourselves some after school detention.”

 

“Why? It’s not our fault she cant figure out how to use a toilet and would rather use a diaper!” “Congratulations Courtney, you now have detention for the rest of the school year. Make one more rude remark and about Sarina’s health issues and you will be wearing the same thing for the rest of the school year! Do I make myself clear young lady?” “My parents will make you sorry for this! You are so going to be fired for sticking up for miss shitty diapers!”

 

After class was over Courtney and Jean had to stay behind and help clean the room as punishment for their rudeness. With the weather being nice I went to a local park instead for a while and settled down in one of my favorite places to read. My reading was interrupted after a while by my cell phone ringing. “Sorry mom. I lost track of time reading. I’ll be home in half an hour unless dinner is liver and onions, in which case I’ll be home in 15 hours.” Mom laughed and told me that tonight we were having tree bark soup with earthworm salad.

 

“I have a roast that is just about done so when you get home you can wash up and dinner should be ready by then, and no trying to summon Cthulhu! He’s allergic to my cooking!” I laughed and promised to get going right away. Three blocks from home Courtney caught up to me and tried to hit me with a spell that would have almost killed me if it had hit. The look on her face when her spell suddenly changed and she was forced to uncontrollably wet and mess herself was priceless.

 

No one had seen me change the magic she was trying to focus and that was fine with me. A few people saw her wet and mess herself publicly and stared at her as she suddenly started riding off as fast as she could. The chance to further humiliate her was tempting to me, but my goal of merely stopping her from blasting me had been accomplished so it was just best to let her go for now.

 

A week later school ended for the summer and Courtney moved with her parents to out of state. Over the course of the summer I began to experiment with what the book showed me. Nothing could fix my incontinence so it looked like diapers were here to stay for now until some type of magic could be found to fix my body so that I no longer needed them. For me, that day could not come soon enough.

 

When seventh grade started nothing out of the ordinary happened to me. The book seemed to be full of an endless supply of information and instructions on how dragon magic worked and could be used. All of the exercises increased my abilities bit by bit as well as increased the amount of magic that I could manipulate safely. Every day I worked hard on my exercises from the book and stayed very careful to not let anyone know what I was able to do.

 

A change in the laws made being an unregistered user of magic punishable by law. Anyone breaking any of a number of new laws could be fined heavily. As was par for the course, those with money and influence were able to get away with doing just about anything they wanted to do. Nothing is illegal if you have money and the right connections. It’s enough to make a person want to strangle the politicians in an effort to make them stop to think about someone besides themselves for once.

 

I ended up having to take gym class this year as it was required. I tried to get out of having to take gym and revealing my diapers to everyone but no such luck. My first class of the day was gym class and we were all required to change into gym shorts and a shirt and sensible shoes for exercising in. I hate when the whole world knows about my need for diapers and it makes me want to find Courtney and half kill her for pushing me all those years ago.

 

The first day was just a meet and greet so we were not required to change into gym clothes. The gym teacher was a big lady and asked if any of us had any medical issues she should know about that might make class difficult for us. “I’m medically incontinent, ma’am.” She stopped and looked at me a moment. “How bad?” “Complete loss of control due to nerve damage in the spine. It happened when I was still in first grade. I was shoved down a set of steep stairs and blasted to prevent me from grabbing the railing to save myself.”

 

She shook her head and sighed. “You are not making this up to get out of class are you?” “No ma’am. Copies of my medical records are filed with the nurse as is required.” She walked over to the phone and called the nurse’s office to confirm what I had just stated. After a few minutes she ended the call and called the principal and talked a few minutes then hung up before walking back over to us.

 

“I tried to get the principal to let you drop this class, but she would not do it. The state requires you to have two credits of physical education so you are going to have to just do the best you can. Is there anything else I should know?” “I’m registered as a class one physical adept, ma’am. I was tested for adept status last year and classified as a class one physical adept. ”

 

She looked at me and smiled. “You are definitely full of surprises. What other abilities do you have?” “I also have the talent of languages at class one as well.” “How do you manage your incontinence?” “I wear fitted briefs and clean up as needed.” “If at any time you need to take care of the problem let me know and you will be allowed to go take care of it.”

 

Today was a short day as it was just a meet and greet day. Each class was just 30 minutes long which was fine with me since my diaper was a disaster by the time last class ended. I got to the restrooms and my bowels let loose into the seat of my already soaked diaper. Cleanup was going to be a pain in the tiny stalls. Fortunately my long skirt had not been hit with any of the mess threatening to leak out.

 

The cleanup and change took me about ten minutes and several wipes. Once the change was done I put my skirt back on and left the restroom. The diaper crinkled a bit too loudly for my liking so I made a mental note to wear jeans tomorrow. It would make very little difference since everyone in my gym class already knew about my having to wear protection. I’m sure that by the time a week is past that everyone will know as the rumor mill will have gotten organized by then and will spread the information all over the school.

 

The only class that looked to be a pain in the hind end was going to be my social studies class, The teacher was man named Michael Ross. He was related directly to Courtney and was her uncle. He made it clear from the beginning that he did not allow talking, questions, or restroom breaks. Anyone who was late to class by more than 20 seconds would be given a zero for the day.

 

I waited until after class to approach him about my health issues. “Sir? I have a health issue that requires me to occasionally leave class for a few minutes. I am incontinent and..” He cut me off and gave me a look of utter contempt. “I don’t babysit so find another class! I already know who you are and if it was up to me I would have had you executed at birth in order to save the resources currently being wasted on you. Leave here and go find a daycare that will change your diapers because I wont!”

 

I hate stuck up and arrogant assholes like this man. I retaliated just as rudely. “Don’t get mad at me! It’s not my fault you survived the abortion! Let’s face it, your mother took a shit and declared Look, it has eyes!” I walked off and felt the sudden build up of magic behind my back. The blast never hit me since I redirected it into the ground a few feet to my left where it left a crater about a foot deep and perhaps almost a foot and a half in diameter.

 

I returned the favor even though mother had told me to not reveal what I could do. The door he had been holding open in order to blast me flew shut at high speed into his face with predictable results. It hit him hard in the face and I know it certainly broke his nose and his outstretched arm that was pinned between the door and the door frame. To everyone nearby it looked like a gust of wind had caught the door and slammed it into his face after he tried to blast me with magic.

 

My next stop was down in the office to change classes so I would not have to deal with the arrogant jerk. The secretary called the vice principal and the principal since the teacher had tried to kill me. “Sarina Blake! Your first day here and you assault a teacher!” “I never touched the jerk although I sure as hell wanted to! He does not want me in his class and insulted me so I insulted him right back! He tried to kill me with a blasting bolt! Had the wind not slammed the door in his face I would have been hit and killed! I want a different teacher!”

 

Mr Jameson looked at me as the vein in his bald head seemed like it was ready to burst. “I don’t care! You used magic against a teacher and that is enough for me to have you expelled for the year!” Another voice cut him off. “I don’t think that will be needed. I want to know exactly what happened before any decision is reached.” Mrs. Gray, the principal, had just come into the room. I told her what he said to me after I tried to be polite and inform him about my having to occasionally change my diapers.

 

I did not tell them that it was me who redirected the gust of wind that took and slammed the door into him and caused his attempt at killing me to miss. “Had that gust of wind not taken the door form him he would have killed me with that spell! If you put me in his class I will not go and will skip it all year long. All I want is another teacher for the class.” About that time the teacher came storming into the room mad as he could get.

 

Blood was dripping from his nose and his right arm was definitely broken. “You fucking little bitch!” I dived as his magical attack blew up the chair I had been in. The principal and vice principal were too stunned to act as he readied another even nastier spell. He stumbled and then fell to the floor as a web of magical energy wrapped around him and drained the spell energy out of him and into the web of binding holding him. “You may not like me and that is your right sir, but I will not let you kill someone because she pissed you off when she got the better of you with her rude remark made in retaliation to your rude remark.”

 

Mr. Ross struggled against the spell and an additional web of energy gagged his foul mouth. He continued to struggle as the elf girl forced him to sit in a chair. I am sorry for having to restrain you sir. You missed with your first attack and your second one would have killed everyone in this office. I am Larissa Silver Heart and this man refused to teach me because I am an elf and he apparently does not like elves either. I now begin to wonder if he likes anyone at all, besides himself?”

 

It took us almost two hours to get everything sorted out and Mr. Ross was exceptionally rude to me and to Larissa the entire time. He kept trying to deny his attempt at killing me but made no denial at all of his dislike of me and of Larisa. In the end the principal resorted to using a truth spell on him to get the truth out of him before calling the police to have him arrested.

 

When he realized he had just confessed to attempting to kill me with magic he leaped out of the chair at me and found himself on the floor when I simply moved out of the way as fast as I could. There was no need for me to do magic when it was just simpler and easier to move and let him grab empty air. I am a physical adept so me being able to move fast like that is not considered to be out of the ordinary and required no lengthy explanations.

 

Larissa and I were assigned to a geography class with Mrs. Grayson. Her class grew by nine students. The rest of Mr. Ross’ class was divided up among the other three geography teachers. The principal apologized to us for the mess and made sure that the vice principal would not expel us. This was a relief to me as I would not want to have to explain to mom why I had been suspended on my first day. She would not have been the least bit happy with me.

 

The next morning I arrived at my gym class and changed into my gym clothes. Several of the girls laughed at seeing me in diapers still. “I wish I did not have to wear these, but I have no choice. I have permanent spinal damage that has made me unable to control when I have to go. I can’t even feel it until it’s in the diaper and then I have to go get cleaned up and changed.” A few teased me a little about it but nothing serious. That was a huge relief to me.

 

The first change came around halfway through my third hour art class. The cleanup and change took about ten minutes to complete. I returned to my art class and no one said anything to me with the teacher in the room. Outside in the hallway I had one pair of girls tried to pull me into the girls restroom and both of them found out the hard way I am not easy to bully around. I threw both girls back a few feet and then escaped.

 

My geography class with Mrs. Gray was a night and day difference from Mr. Ross. She made the class fun and cracked jokes frequently about the lessons. The capital of the state of Washington was Gene Simmons and the president of the nation was Goofy. That made us all laugh and she made us go look it up to prove her wrong. She was a great teacher and made learning a lot of fun. She made sure to let me know that if I needed to go change that all I had to do was ask and she would let me go take care of it real fast.

 

With no one pestering me very much I would spend time reading through the book on dragon magic. It never ceases to run even close to getting to the end of the book no matter how much I read. This was fine with me as I loved reading the book. I did get caught one day in the library reading the book and the librarian thought it was one of the schools books.

 

She tried to put it up on the returns cart and was surprised when it refused to stay there and kept returning to me. I was almost tempted to let her think she was seeing things but decided to be nice to her as I like being allowed to use the library. “This book is not school property ma’am. It is one I got at another location and have been reading. It is magical and refuses to leave my side for long. Another proof it is not one of yours is that it is hand written.”

 

She looked at the book and opened it up to reveal the hand written pages. She looked at it a minute before gently closing it and handing it back to me. “It has been a long time since I have seen anything written in Draconic. My apologies for the mix up. Thank you for being honest and polite about it.”

 

The rest of the year went pretty quietly and no one teased me too much except when they caught me staring at some of the cute guys on occasion. It was in 8^th grade that the bullies returned and things got frustrating for me. The teachers always seemed to be somewhere else when the bullies struck. It did not help that I was forced to take a gym class again and of course everyone teased me about having to wear diapers.

 

I have had my locker vandalized multiple times in just the first three weeks of school. They stole everything the first time. Painted the dial of my locker the second time. The third time they glued the hinges. It was getting harder every day to not start beating some sense into the bullies. So far they had not attacked me directly since they all knew how that would end for them.

 

Sandy Peters was the most popular girl in the school and was the one girl all the guys seemed to want. She took it upon herself to try to humiliate me enough to drop out of school. She was just as bad as Courtney except that she preferred to go out of her way to publicly humiliate people instead of killing them. She was almost six feet tall and had long blond hair with green eyes and a chest already making her look like she was in high school instead of ninth grade.

 

I was exiting the gym after having been given another zero by the teacher. Mrs. Meyers hated anyone without a normal talent. As a result of this unreasoning hate she gave me a zero each day . She refused to let me change my diaper if it needed it during her class. She seemed to take great delight in letting everyone know about my diapers every time something smelled a little odd. Each time she smelled something she would force me to lower my gym shorts and stand still so she could inspect my diaper in front of everyone.

 

I had Sandy for my last hour gym class and she constantly used spells make the air around me stink so as to force me to submit to another public diaper check by the teacher. Had I not made a promise to my mother to not show off or reveal my dragon magic ability she would have been put in her place the first time she did something to me. She placed first in the physical fitness tests and had a high level of magical talent as well as rich parents. Mrs. Meyers seemed to think that Sandy could do no wrong and let her get away with anything she wanted to do.

 

We had all just returned from the Christmas vacation and Sandy decided to prove she was superior to me when I ignored her taunts about my diapers. A basketball came flying at me with help from her magic and would have slammed into me at about 35 miles an hour. I had enough and grabbed the ball, spun with it in my hands and sent it flying back at her just as fast as she had sent it at me. She never expected it and the ball smashed into her face with more than enough force to cave in the front of her skull with the impact.

 

The teacher was not the only one shocked to see me do this. The entire class was staring at me after having witnessed me do what they thought of as impossible. Sandy was raced off to the hospital as the teacher demanded to know how I had managed to send the ball back at her just as fast as it had been sent at me. When Mrs Meyers grabbed me and tried to shove me against the wall to intimidate me it did not go as planned for her.

 

My back hit the wall as she had hand fulls of my shirt. I retaliated by punching her as hard as I could in the stomach and watching as she dropped me and whooshed as the air in her lungs was knocked out of her. “I am a class one physical adept and do not like being treated like garage! Every damned day I come to class and you let that bitch do whatever she wants to me! The next time she tries that or anything else I will beat her to within an inch of her pathetic life!”

 

This got me expelled for three days and grounded for a month. I came back on Friday and the teacher sneered as I walked inside. “Little miss shitty diapers has returned I see. You may as well leave. I will never give you anything but a zero since that is all a no talent baby like you deserves anyways.” I turned to leave and was almost hit by a bolt of magic. Sandy stared at me as the bolt had just barely missed me and hit the wall instead.

 

Not thinking I snarled out in Draconic and watched her eyes go wide as she wet and messed herself uncontrollably then fell on her backside. Every time she tried to get up she fell on her hind end again. This went on for about four minutes before I let the magic dissipate. She could try to blame me for being forced to wet and mess herself but no one would believe her since every record had me listed as having no spell talent.

 

The new principal was not happy when I stopped in her office to complain about Mrs. Meyers kicking me out of class for good. Mrs. Hastings frowned and called the teacher to the office. Mrs. Meyers accused me of casting a spell on Sandy as revenge for getting kicked out of class. “I can not do magic like you can, but I am listed as being a class one physical adept as well as having the talent of languages at class one as well. Why not ask Mrs Meyers who tried to blast me and barely missed as I was walking out of the class quietly.”

 

In the end I was excused from gym class for the year. Mrs Meyers stayed on as a teacher but thankfully I did not have to deal with her anymore. Sandy had a hell of a time dealing with the teasing and taunting from everyone for months after she had been forced to treat her panties as if they were diapers. By the end of the year the incident had been largely forgotten by most everyone. Twice more during the year she tried to hurt me with magic and could not figure out why it always backfired on her.

 

The last day of school was a relief to me after having had to deal with the bullies all year teasing me about my diapers and accusing me of cheating for getting good grades in every class. The classes were not overly difficult and if they had bothered to pay attention and not goof off so much they would have been able to get better grades. Sandy barely passed her classes with all the time she spent hanging out with her friends and trying to make my life a living hell.

 

I walked out of the my math class for the last time with a wet diaper in need of changing. I cleared out my locker and made one last stop off in the restroom for a last change in school before the summer vacation got started. I no sooner finished changing my diaper and left the restroom when Sandy and a couple of her friends struck. Sandy hit me as hard as she could and the fight was on. He friends joined in trying to beat me up to teach me a lesson.

 

The fight was very one sided as they had not stopped to think about what a physical adept was capable of doing to them. They thought that by not hitting me spells that they could get away with beating on me to prove they were better than me. They found out the hard way they were wrong about being better than me. Even as a group of seven they still could not get in a second hit on me. I did not fight fair and pushed my abilities to the limit and beat on them as hard as I could without caring what kind of damage I might do to their bodies.

 

Sandy tried to stab me twice with a combat knife she had put some enchantments on and barely nicked me once. The knife went flying out of her grip and since she was the last one standing I pounced on her and proceeded to beat on her as hard as I could until a pair of teachers finally pulled me off of her mangled body. She was lucky. Had they not pulled me off of her she would have been dead. Only the application of emergency healing magic saved her from dying on the floor right then and there.

 

In the end she was busted up badly enough that even with healing magic she was going to be spending a good two months healing from the injuries she had received at my hands. Her parents were not happy with her trying to attack me again. They had been very frustrated with her bullying and had threatened to not bail her out the next time she got into trouble.

 

It took her two weeks to get out of the hospital. Three days later we had court for her chance to enter her plea in the case. Her and all of her friends glared at me and kept insulting me the entire time we were waiting for the judge to enter. They kept taunting me about my diapers and kept telling me they would kill me next time. I was so tempted to say something back but decided to ignore them and stay silent rather than be as mean to them as they were to me.

 

The judge entered the room as Sandy was making another smart remark about me wearing diapers. I gave her a dirty look but said nothing. Sandy and all of her friends entered pleas of not guilty.
The judge set a hearing date two weeks before summer vacation ended. Sandy was evidently hoping that her being a high level talent and having rich parents would get her out of trouble as it always had before.

 

Over the summer I got to see an actual great dragon when he had business nearby. I was sitting at my usual place in the park when he landed a short distance off in the center of the park. I saw him land and when he looked my way I stood and bowed politely to him then spoke loudly in Draconic and formally welcomed him to the town. He stared at me wide eyed and in surprise at having been greeted so formally by a normal girl. He smiled at me and then changed shape to a human form so he could more easily conduct business.

 

It surprised me when he came over to me and spoke to me. “I must say, I am surprised to hear someone not only speaking Draconic perfectly, but to also greet me formally and correctly! Thank you for setting a fine example for the others to follow.” He spotted the book and gently picked it up and looked at it while smiling at me. “I was wondering whom the book had finally chosen. The book chose very well indeed. Politeness, brains, physical power, and a great amount of untapped potential being slowly explored! You are a breath of fresh air not felt in a great many years.”

 

We talked a few minutes as I told him how the book chose me to learn from it. It was fun talking to him and not being treated like an idiot because of a physical health issue or my age. At the end he had to leave to get a few things done. I bowed politely to him once more. “I have been honored to have been allowed to speak with you oh great one!” He laughed at that. “I think I should have added silver tongued as well to your description. Perhaps we will meet again some time.”

 

I was being stared at by a lot of people in expensive suits and it was apparent from the looks on their faces that they were surprised to have seen me talking with the great dragon and to have heard him laugh at the end before he walked off smiling. As they all walked and talked a man in a suit came over and confronted me as I was getting ready to go change. “What did you say to him? I have never seen him talk to any human outside of conducting business!”

 

“I simply bowed politely to him and formally greeted him in Draconic. I then told him how I learned to speak Draconic and how to formally greet a great dragon. He is a very honorable dragon and it was a great honor to be allowed to speak with him. It makes me wish that circumstances would permit me to speak with more great dragons but they do not so I will cherish this short conversation I had with him.” The man laughed “He was right, you do have a silver tongue!”

 

Once he rejoined the group I went into the restroom and changed my soaked diaper. By the time I was done changing the entire group was gone. With no one around to say anything I practiced a few of the simple exercises the book said to practice to get used to handling magic. The exercises helped to refine my control over magic so that future uses of magic were not likely to go wrong for me. I sneezed halfway through one of the exercise and caused my illusion of a unicorn prancing around to vanish and instead the magic freed and uncontrolled flattened every tree around me for about ten feet. Oops.

 

The incident went unnoticed by everyone so with no one to stop me my feet carried me out of the area quickly before anyone could investigate the magical explosions and ask me questions that I would rather not answer. It was a relief to get home and not be confronted by anyone or asked any questions about anything.

 

Everything went on as normal and the day for the hearing came up finally. I knew it was likely to be a long trial so I packed extra diapers before going to the courthouse with my parents. Sandy saw me and immediately started making rude remarks to me once more. I almost said something back to her but simply gave her a dirty look and balled up my fists for a moment to resist losing my temper like she wanted me to do.

 

The attorney for Sandy and her friends attempted to make it sound as if I had ruthlessly attacked them out of jealousy and proceeded to intentionally use my abilities to try to kill all of them. All the fights I had previously been in down through the years was called into record to try to make me look like I was always causing trouble and getting into fights. The state’s attorney was ready for this tactic and pulled up the records that proved that every one of the fights was me defending myself from bullies and that while I was indeed a class one physical adept I did not always attack anyone who taunted me.

 

The last attack on me was caught on camera and was shown to the jury without any editing of any kind that the defense attorney had done to try to make it look like I had started the fight. We took a break three hours into the trial so I could change me wet diaper before continuing. When I came back in quietly Sandy laughed and called me little miss shits herself. Her friends snickered as they found it amusing and thought they were getting away with something very amusing.

 

“Oh look, little miss shits herself is back! Watch out or she’ll stink us all out with her shit filled pampers!” The judge had heard the last remark and was not happy when he resumed the trial. Sandy made a few rude gestures when she thought the judge was not looking and smiled about it. At the end of the closing remarks Sandy’s friend Kelly Mars called me a diaper baby when she thought no one would hear her.

 

The judge was not happy and was getting tired of their outbursts while I did my best to ignore them. I stuck to the honest facts while they kept making remarks about my wearing diapers constantly and being a no talent waste of resources. The jury deliberated for an hour then returned with a verdict for all of us. I was found not guilty of assault since it was obvious self defense when it was seven of them against one of me. Sandy was not happy. Her friends were found guilty of simple assault and given 90 days probation and 100 hours of community service as well as a special additional punishment to be announced after Sandy was given her sentence.

 

Sandy was found guilty of assault with a deadly weapon as well as misuse of magic when she had enchanted the combat knife to increase her chances of hitting me with it. “In addition to the probation and community service I have an additional sentence that the guilty parties will serve. It is my hopes that they learn some respect after this.

 

Since the girls found guilty have demonstrated repeatedly through this trial that they have no respect for others with certain health issues, they can learn firsthand how it feels to be publicly humiliated and to have the same health issues. All of the guilty girls will now have their bladder and bowel control removed for a period of six months. At the end of such time they will be allowed to toilet train themselves again and hopefully come away with better attitudes.”

 

All of us were shocked at this sentence, including me. I had openly stated that I did not hate them, and that I only wanted to be left alone by them since they did not like me. I promised to not pester them if they did not pester me. They did not feel the same way and now they were going to experience firsthand what I had to go through all the time. For them it was only six months, but for me it was a lifetime.

 

All of them were led up to the front of the court and made to lay down as a nurse put each one of them into a diaper in front of everyone in the court room. Sandy got mad and called me a diapered bitch which made the judge warn her. The punishment can be extended to a year or even longer if you make one more outburst like that. The young lady you have been taunting all throughout this trial has done her very best to try to ignore you and stay silent. I would advise you do the same or you will find your diaper being with you for a year and on full display the entire time so that everyone will know you wear them.”

 

Sandy was put into a diaper with baby prints all over it and then made to stand still while all of them had all their control removed from them, thus making the diapers a necessity for the next six months at least. As we were leaving I spotted Larissa at the back of the courtroom smiling. She had been asked to come and be on standby in case her testimony was needed since Sandy and her friends had been teasing her all year as well.

 

I would not see her again after this for a few years as her family moved away a few days later. They were nice folks and had been just as surprised as everyone else here at the sentence handed down by the judge. Outside the courtroom Sandy attempted to hit me with a spell she was so mad. I blocked the magic that would have powered the spell and let her get into trouble for it. Larissa spoke up loudly so everyone could hear her. “You know, there is a certain dimension where someone like you would be no bigger than a toddler. They would love a pretty baby like you I’m sure! I can arrange you to visit their if you like!”

 

Sandy said a few rude remarks and stormed off with a slight waddle as the diaper she had to wear was super thick. Larissa and few others laughed. “Were you serious about that kind of place?” She smiled. “Very serious. Anyone under six foot tall is treated like a baby no matter what their age. I was tempted to suggest it to the judge but decided to let him come up with his own creative way of punishing them. If they try this again though, I may suggest it to the judge.”

 

The rest of my high school years was fairly quiet as word had gotten out about what had happened to the girls that had attacked me then been foolish enough to make a judge mad at them. No one wanted to be the next one to endure having to wear diapers for the next several months of their lives and then have to go through toilet training all over again. It took Sandy almost a year to finally graduate out of wearing diapers and then pull ups.

 

I saw sandy once during the graduation ceremony but she left me alone which was fine with me. The rest of her friends glared at me but kept their distance from me and said nothing to me. With my good study habits I graduated with honors and received invitations to several colleges around the country and one that was overseas. The college overseas accepted only the very best minds and then only those with references from influential individuals.

 

All that summer found me studying the book on dragon magic and enduring the occasional taunts when spotted throwing one of my used diapers away. Sandy saw me at the end of the summer and began to cast a spell at me when she found out the hard way again that attacking me was a bad idea. With no one looking I retaliated for the first time ever. I called all the magic in the area to me and walked up to her as my entire body glowed brightly with magic.

 

She panicked and blasted me. Her spell detonated harmlessly about 100 feet in the air. “I have had enough of your shit! I may not ever be able to do magic the way you do, but I am not defenseless! I could fry you on the spot, but it would serve no purpose, except to point out that you are not as strong as you like to think you are! I think a week without magic should serve as a reminder to treat others with more respect!” I used a bit of the magic and created a barrier inside of her that blocked her from using any magic except in self defense or to help save someone.

 

I let go of the magic slowly and it flowed smoothly back into to the weave without causing any side effects. The look on her face when she tried to hit me with another spell and it failed was priceless. She pulled out a wand and said something that activated it. Again, the look on her face when I threw up a shield between us to block the blast was priceless. Thinking that I had no talent she was going to blast me and seeing me work a powerful shield in under a second without any gestures or incantations surprised her big time.

 

I taught her a lesson after that. Her face was deformed and bloody once my beating was finished. Her right eye was swollen shut and multiple ribs had been broken along with her nose. When she had hesitated, after her wand failed to hurt me, it allowed me to tackle her to the ground and beat on her for trying to almost kill me. It would be a while before she was stupid enough to try that again. She could still walk but she was going to be in quite a bit of pain until she healed. It would be interesting to seeing how she dealt with being unable to use magic for a week. Maybe I should have taken away her toilet training as well. A tempting idea, but for now a beating and no magic for a week should be good enough.

 

I had wanted to attend one of the schools overseas but the money to get there was a major stumbling block for me. Sure, I could just use magic and make the money come to me, but that was dishonest, and could land me in some very serious trouble. Having the Black Chamber find out about my talent would not be my idea of fun either. I had no desire to end up working for them unless it was as a healer,and even then a hospital would be my first choice over them.

 

The black chamber was a covert operations agency working for the government all over the world. While it sounds exciting it is not something that appeals to me. If even half of the stuff I have heard about them is true then it makes it even less desirable than before to work for them. Murder, and torture, are not my idea of fun, and neither is starting wars to overthrow governments not friendly to us just to get at some resources that we want.

 

In the end it was a university on the other end of the state that was chosen by me. They had no problems with me wearing diapers and having no normal talent. It was my intention to study medicine for my major and to pick a minor in my second year of college. The one school that would have been top of my list never expressed an interest in me at all, but then again, I never expected the Gray Academy to be interested in me. They are the top school in the world and every year they select a handful of students to teach. That place would have been my dream but with me being in diapers and unable to do magic the way most people do, that school would not be the least interested in me.

 

At the end of the summer I saw Courtney again but said nothing to her as I passed by her. It was tempting to lash out, but not worth it. She gave me a dirty look as I walked out of the post office, but with so many cameras she did not dare start anything. As it was, I was going to one of the top ten schools in the world with a free ride scholarship. They had an excellent medical program and anyone going there had to have damned good grades to get in and even better grades to get a full ride scholarship.

 

Two weeks later mom and dad hugged me goodbye as I went off to my first year at college. They were intrigued at the idea of a class one physical adept learning medicine and how to channel my adept abilities into healing others. The college saw my diapers as an unfortunate health issue but nothing more. My incontinence did not affect my mind or slow me down when it came to learning. This promised to be an interesting year.

 

END TWO

That's all for this chapter folks.  I will post the next chapter when I am done with chapter four.  This gives me a bit of a reserve buffer.  I hope you folks enjoyed it.  Things get real interesting in the next chapter when Chewbaca and Jar Jar get married and adopt c-3po.  NOT!  Things do get real tense in chapter three with Sarina in college but I won't spoil it for you.  Give me about a week or so and I will have the chapter three ready to post and four being double checked for major glitches    Hard to write sometimes with one eye barely working and my vision not very good in the remaining eye.  Going blind in right eye and it no longer focuses most the time now.

 

Again, thank you all for reading this so far and commenting.  All further comments and questions are welcomed.

 

[therende]

Interesting and Fun, Thank you!

[Drownedinp]

Hurry Chapter 3!

[Clr224]

I’m enjoying the story a lot.  However, I’d like to see you spend more time developing the characters and the world they inhabit.  For instance, what rules are there for the use of magic?  Not just the legalities, but the physical limitations.  Where does the energy come from; can it be used up?  What can or cannot be done with magic?  For instance, Sarina seems to be sufficiently advanced in her understanding of Draconic magic now, why can’t she heal herself?  Why are the costs for medical magical services so high?  In the normal world, you’re paying for materials as well as the skills of trained physicians. What are the costs in the magical world?  It seems like you’re in a hurry to get the story over with because it jumps from incident to incident rather than taking time to let the action develop. Personally, I’d love to see the story continue for a long time.

[widowmaker]

Magic in this world is everywhere but only a very few are able to use it the way Sarina can.  Most people do not have the ability to see or feel magic and have to rely on intricate hand gestures and incantations to be able to channel the magic into spells.  Wands make using magic easier but they are hard to make and very expensive.  Medical services are also very expensive in this world.  Those who practice magical healing are in demand.  As a result of this they tend to be exceptionally greedy and arrogant as well.  If a person is poor they will not receive the best of care.  If you have no talent for magic you are considered a waste of resources and better off dead or working as a glorified whore in a pleasure house.

 

Each race has their own specialty type of magic that they are good at.  humans are fairly good at combat magic.  They use spells aimed at quickly maiming and killing their opponents.

Elves are good at nature magic and tend to work hard to heal the lands.  They are also very gifted musicians and a vast majority of them can channel magic through music.

Dwarves are well versed in stone and earth affecting magic.  They mine out precious metals and make a good number of materials used by humans for buildings. Dwarves tend to be blunt and no nonsense about things.  This gets them into a lot of trouble sometimes as does their generally short temper and lack of patience in dealing with other races.

 

The main races in this world are humans, elves, drwarves, and dragons.  Each race has their own nation and lands they control and inhabit.  Centuries ago there was a nasty war between the races and it almost killed off everyone until a peace agreement was formed.  Things have changed and now someone wants to end that peace and start the wars again.

 

with that said I hope this answers a few of your questions.  now on with the mess, I mean, story!

 

THREE

Larissa kept an eye on Courtney as we walked and it was a good thing she did as Courtney attempted to blast her. Larissa blocked the attack and did something that caused every single plant in the ground near Courtney to suddenly start growing super fast. Courtney was pulled to the ground and almost killed when a tree root wrapped itself around her throat and started to choke her.

 

Larissa moved the tree root after a few seconds of not letting Courtney breathe but left her tangled and pinned to the ground as she walked over to her. “I do not know why you dislike me and I do not care. If there is ever a next time, I will kill you. There will be no warning like today. You will simply die in the most painful way possible.” Courtney was unable to reply as she was still gasping for air when we walked off.

 

We found out later that it took campus security about 20 minutes to get her loose from the plants that had snagged and pinned her down. While Courtney was being unpinned I was explaining things in more detail to Larissa about how I was able to work magic. “So that's how dragons are able to do so much with so little and so fast. I would love to be allowed to talk with one sometime but my parents are afraid of dragons.”

 

“”I talked with one a few years ago when I was at a public park. I saw him land and change to a human form. When he looked around I faced him, bowed, and formally welcomed him to the city. He came over and honored me by talking with me for a few minutes before he had to leave to conduct business. Unlike most idiots out there, I view great dragons as very intelligent, and honorable beings.”

 

We were starting to discuss my magic in greater detail when my bowels let loose into my diaper. I grabbed a few needed items and went down the hall to change. No one gave me any grief over having to change my diaper and in return I sealed the messy one in a plastic bag to cut the smell down until it was disposed of. The diapers were an ever constant reminder of what Courtney had done to me all those years ago.

 

When the talking resumed it lasted until almost nine that night. I promised to tell her everything in more detail later when there was more time to talk and somewhere with more privacy. We did not get a chance to talk again for three days thanks to classes, homework, and our jobs. It was on Thursday that we finally had a chance to talk again about how my magic worked.

 

“I'm a physical adept and my body channels magic to assist me in physical activities. This also makes me highly resistant to magic attacks but not invulnerable. Theoretically a person is supposed to be able to manipulate their body with magic to repair any damage done to them, but if that is true, then I must not be able to do that because I am still stuck wearing diapers no matter what I try. What I am able to do is to move more fluidly and faster than most others. The magic also augments my strength as well and makes me a hell of a lot stronger than normal person. Not many people can bench press nearly 1500 pounds with ease. My endurance is also much higher than any normal person as well. Running will tire me out, but it would have to be close to 50 miles non stop to do so.”

 

Larissa listened as physical adept magic was carefully explained to her in detail. “Other people use magic by way of forcing it to do what they want by way of arcane gestures and complex verbal incantations. They force the magic through them and twist it forcefully into a what they want then release it. Elves do their magic mainly through their music and some, such as yourself are able to naturally do magic with sheer force of willpower and a natural affinity to some type of magic.

 

You have an affinity towards plant magic so it is the easiest for you. Other types of magic are more difficult for you and require more focus and even some gestures and incantations.

 

Most elves have a deep connection with nature and thus plant magic comes easy for mot of your folks. Music helps you relax and thus enables you to use magic more easily. Doing magic is about forcing yourself to relax and let it flow through you naturally instead of forcing it. Magic can be seen if you know how to relax and open yourself to it. It can be felt as well since it has a small amount of pressure that can be felt if you know how let yourself fell it.”

 

The next three hours were spent carefully explaining to Larissa ways to relax and enable her to see the magic that was everywhere. After a bit of forcing herself to let go of everything she closed her eyes, relaxed and then let out a gasp of astonishment when she saw the magic patterns all around us. “It's beautiful! Is this how you see magic?” “Yes. Concentrate a little and you will be able to see the magic as it flows through and augments my own physical abilities.”

 

After another hour of trying she finally saw the magic flowing through and augmenting my own physical abilities. By the time 8:00 pm rolled around she had gotten the hang of seeing magic all around her. “I never knew anyone could be taught to see magic!” It made me smile. A voice made us both jump in surprise and finish soaking my already wet diaper.

 

“You have a definite knack for teaching!” “Professor Emerson! I didn't see you standing there! This is not against university rules is it?” He smiled. “Oh no! Not at all! You have managed to explain and teach her in just a few short hours what takes most students years to begin to understand! You would make a great teacher of basic magical principles! I have six year students unable to do what you have just taught this nice young lady to do in just a few hours!”

 

I read everything I could find on magic when I was younger and it explained a great deal to me. Everyone called me a bunch of names for reading about magic when I was unable to use magic like they did. In the end, I learned a great deal about how magic worked. I am a class one physical adept and majoring in medicine. It is my desire to be a doctor eventually even though I am unable to do magic the way everyone else does.”

 

“You have a natural talent for teaching as well and your understanding of how magic works is excellent! Have you figured out how dragons do magic yet?” I almost slipped up for a moment and told him. “A lot of folks are still trying to figure that out at the moment, sir. There are rumors and a few ideas, but the dragons have not taught anyone since the last dragon mage died after the wars. He was stabbed in the back by a person who wanted to try to keep the war going instead of negotiating for a peaceful resolution to the conflict.”

 

Professor Emerson talked with both of us for another 30 minutes before I had to finally end the conversation. “I have to change sir. I'll leak if I don't change soon, sir. I am medically incontinent and have been for several years. We can continue this later if you like, sir.” It took him a moment to catch on to what I was saying. “My apologies then my dear for keeping you from taking care of that unfortunate issue. If you ever figure out how dragon magic works then let me know, I'd love to be able to do it the way they do.”

 

In the restroom my diaper hit the floor with a heavy plop it was so full. I swear, it felt like it weighed an extra ten pounds. After cleaning up and changing Larissa and I returned to our dorm room. “So how hard was it to learn what the book taught you?” “Not very. I found the book fascinating and it held me spellbound when I first started to read it. Dragons make very good teachers when they choose to honor someone and pass on their knowledge to them. The book chose me for some reason that is not known to me as of yet. What it teaches me is amazing and fun to learn! It is hard work at times, but well worth it!”

 

I divided up my free time with homework, reading from the dragon magic book, and teaching Larissa how I do magic. The lessons were great fun for us and the only time she did not have a lesson with me was about once a week when her boyfriend showed up. When that happened she forgot all about everything else and took him straight to bed. The two had met quite by accident and when they looked into each other's eyes they joined souls instantly. I'm told that it is like that for avians as well but I've never been fortunate enough to meet one.

 

I can't blame her though for taking him to bed when she can. If he looked at me the way he looks at her I'd be naked and getting laid by him in an instant! He is definitely easy on on the eyes with his looks and it makes me a little jealous. My diapers and my inability to do magic the way everyone else does makes me an outcast that no guy would ever date or even take to bed for a quickie. With this being the point the only thing to do is wish Larissa and her future life mate the best and to never let on about being lonely. If no one has a clue then at least I have spared them from having to consider my feelings when it comes to relationships.

 

Crossing the campus on my way to the garden I spot a new flier posted. On the bulletin board is a flier declaring all no humans as inferior and fit only to be slaves to the superior race of humans. My hand reached up and tore the flier down before burning it up with a lighter. No one needs to see that type of racist filth on this campus. Whoever posted it was a real piece of work and it would not hurt my feelings if they took a long walk off a short pier or even into fast moving traffic.

 

There are a few individuals on this campus that are members of the “humans are superior to all” group and it is my belief that they are brainless idiots. One cute elf boy saw me burning the flier and smiled at me then gave me a thumbs up before walking over to tear another flier off of light pole. It seems that some of the idiots on campus had decided to prove that they are completely beyond help in their lack of intelligence.

 

The elf boy came back over to me after seeing me tear off ten more fliers taped to light poles then burn the dumb things with a lighter. No need to waste good magic on this racist bunch of lies. Some fools had already wasted good paper and ink on this garbage already. “Thank you for helping me get rid of this filthy bunch of lies. I'm Torma Silent Step. It is good to know that at least one human has brains to see this as a bunch of garbage.” I smiled at him as he handed me the remaining fliers for me to burn.

 

He was damned cute and it was making it hard for me to behave and not attempt to rape him on the spot. “I'm Sarina Jones. It is an honor to meet you and to speak with you honored one.” “Wow! You speak perfect Elven! It has been a long time since I have heard a human speak my language so well and to be so respectful as well! It's nice to know you don;t believe that racist garbage they printed up!”

 

“My room mate is Larissa Silver Heart. She lets me get plenty of practice speaking in your language and lets me know when I make a mistake. Usually by laughing, or hitting me with a pillow while laughing about something having been said wrong. Last week I accidentally mispronounced her name and called her dances on human toes. It took her a few minutes to stop laughing about that and when she explained my mistake it made me laugh as well.”

 

The two of us sat and talked for some time about a bit of everything. He was a perfect gentleman and not once did he try anything or insult me. When he tried to impress me by speaking in Draconic it made me laugh. “You just told me that you like licking you toes and dancing with flying pigs!” We both laughed about that. Within a few more minutes he was surprised once more when he heard me speaking perfect Draconic. “One of my talents is languages. I am ranked as a class one physical adept as well.”

 

He surprised me by finding it interesting and a few minutes later he pulled me to him and actually kissed me. Had we not been in the middle of the campus, I would have had him in me in a heartbeat. Instead, we ended up back at his dorm room where he tore my diaper off of me and we made love. I gave him my virginity. Unfortunately the pleasant dream was interrupted by my alarm clock going off. Figures it was just another crazy dream. Third one this week and always about the same cute boy.

 

Larissa laughed when I told her about it. “You are going to have to find him then. You have a hot date you know! Before long you will have your own harem!” I threw a pillow at her as she teased me about it and laughed. Her cute boyfriend showed up a little later and he laughed at how we had been teasing each other. “You two get along so well it is amazing! Most of the time there is tension between elf and human room mates.”

 

“I don't hate anyone because they are an elf, dwarf or even a great dragon. I like almost everyone and enjoy talking with other races about all sorts of things. I even got to talk to a great dragon once. Life is too short to be stupid and hate anyone because of their race. Personally, it it is much more enjoyable to get along with everyone and to be willing to apologize and admit mistakes rather than be stupid and act superior.”

 

Larissa and him left a few minutes later and were long gone by the time I returned from changing into a clean diaper and disposing of a mud filled one. One girl agreed with me that having paid to have a minor enchantment on the plastic bags to block the smell was worth the extra money. It was a surprise to see her changing her own diaper as well. “Birth defect so no choice. Damned doctors were too greedy to give my mother proper medical care. They refused to correct the issue without a mountain of money so this is the result.”

 

At least I was not the only one who had been screwed by greedy doctors and forced to wear diapers for life. I returned to my dorm room to find Larissa gone with her boyfriend for the day. This was fine with me since today was a day off or me and my homework was already done. Half the day was spent reading the dragon magic book until it was time to change again about noon. After changing it was time to get out and go for a run for a while while the weather was still nice.

 

I packed a spare diaper and some wipes in a fanny pack then went out to go for a run for a few miles. A group of students were gathered around the bulletin board in the center of the campus so that made me curious. What someone had posted made me angry. A flier was posted on the board declaring humans as superior to all other races. Needless to say, the flier was torn down real fast by me and shredded.

 

Unfortunately there were five more types of fliers posted everywhere on campus declaring elves and other non human races to be nothing more than filthy animals pretending to be as intelligent as humans. One flier went as far as to suggest rounding all non humans up and making them into a labor force of slaves as they were fit for nothing else.

 

I had my suspicions who was behind the fliers but without proof all that I could do was to remove them all and throw them into the trash where such garbage belonged. When I reached the normally quiet and secluded gardens I found the entrance to be blocked by posters declaring the racist filth as before. One new poster had been added and it made me my blood boil with rage for a moment. This one declared that all those with no talent and with health issues should be sent to work in pleasure houses and sterilized to prevent possible infection of the gene pool.

 

Tearing the posters and fliers down took a good 20 minutes to do and left me in no mood to go for a run as had been my first plan. Instead of going for a run I crisscrossed the entire campus tearing down every single one of the racist fliers that could be found by me. It was my sincere hope that none of the elves or dwarves going to classes here saw these racist pieces of trash posted everywhere.

 

It seemed like no sooner had I shredded a batch of fliers than someone was coming back around and hanging more up to replace the ones taken down. When I spotted Courtney and one of her friends hanging another of the fliers it was so tempting to blast them into a billion tiny pieces. Courtney laughed until she saw me then simply looked at me and gave me the middle finger then went back to posting more fliers.

 

It was a bit risky but worth it. They both dropped the fliers when they suddenly ignited in their hands. Guess she must have used the wrong spell to create them. That's my story and no one can prove otherwise. The look of surprise on her face was so worth it. She once again proved to be just as stupid as ever by getting up in my face. “What the hell did you do to my fliers miss shitty pampers?” With great reluctance I said nothing and merely attempted to step around her and go back to my dorm room before she pissed me off enough to half kill her.

 

Get back here miss shitty diapers! I'm not done talking to you!” She shoved me and it was all the more excuse that was needed by me to retaliate. She found herself slamming into the ground face first half a second later. Her friend came running up behind me and tried to punch me with no luck. I leaned forward and kicked back at just the right moment. She ran into my foot as it was moving towards her stomach at high speed.

 

She bent over and fell to the ground next to Courtney. “It seems you have forgotten that bullying me is a bad idea. Insults can be ignored, but when you attempt to inflict bodily harm on me then it becomes a simple case of self defense. The two of you can explain it to security why you attempted to physically assault me. Just so as you know, the security cameras recorded the entire attack on me so have fun with your demerits and working them off.”

 

Security caught up to me the next morning as I was tearing down more racist fliers. “We reviewed the security recordings of yesterday's attack on you and find that you merely acted with just enough force to stop them and not permanently injure them. They will have some bruises but nothing more. You are not at fault in this and there is no reason to give you demerits. Also, thank you for getting rid of the garbage they have been posting. They have been warned about the illegal fliers and if they post more without permission they will risk possibly being expelled.”

 

Larissa joined me in the gardens 45 minutes later and began the exercises in learning magic all over again. “I'm finally able to fell the magic a bit as well as see it. When are you going to teach me to use it how you do?” “When you can feel it easily and see it as well then we will start on the next step. I was lucky in that I have always been able to see and feel the flow of magic. It is taking you a little time but there is nothing wrong with going slow and being careful. Using magic in a new way is best done slowly and carefully so as to not risk hurting yourself or anyone nearby.”

 

After about three hours she began to slowly open up and reach out to the flow of magic. She was very careful to only pull very small amounts through her and used it to only create a small ball of light in her hand. It was all very exhausting for her but she refused to quit. “We need to call it good for now. I need to change before there is a flood from this poor diaper giving out. You are doing really good. I am having you practice sending the leftover magic back into the weave slowly so it does not create a pocket of wild magic.”

 

What happens if there is a pocket of wild magic? Can you pull it in and then send it back to the weave slowly to clear it out?” “It is done exactly that way, but it is very dangerous and difficult work, as well as time consuming. When they cleared out a pocket of it back home it took them almost three days to clean it up. The biggest pocket ever discovered was about a mile in diameter and took ten years to slowly clean up and required help from a pair of great dragons.”

 

We made it back to the dorm room and within ten minutes a clean diaper was secured around my waist. The old one went straight into the trash with no one fussing since it was not a loaded one. After the change We got to working on making sure all of our homework was done and then doing a bit of studying before we called it a night at about 11:00. Both of us had classes in the morning and then had to work after classes so it was going to be a long day for us.

 

My last class of the day was horrible as I messed myself badly and the new professor made sure to single me out and let everyone know about me wearing diapers still. “It would seem we still have a baby in our class. Sarina, next time you decide to shit your diapers please do it in a different class, or better yet, just learn how to use the damned toilet like the rest of us.”

 

I walked past the professor after cleaning up and changing into a fresh diaper. “Sarina, I would like to speak with you after class, please.” The rest of the class went smoothly without me soaking or messing myself again. With the rest of the students gone I walked down to talk with the professor.

 

“You wanted to see me, sir?” “Yes. You are not doing so good in this class. Perhaps if you were to do some extra credit work I could be persuaded to overlook this fact and help you achieve a better score in this class.” “What type of extra credit work did you have in mind?” “Meet me in my office after classes and we can discuss it in private.” “I see. I will not be able to make it, sir. My job has me scheduled to work 5:00 pm to 11:00 pm. I need the job for the money to pay for food, and other things I need. Also, I will not remove my diaper and let you fuck me for a good grade.”

 

He gave me a dirty look as I turned to leave the classroom. “You may say that now, but when you are in danger of losing your scholarship you will change your mind. Eventually you will come around to your senses and we will work together to improve your grade. “Professor Edwards, one day you will regret your actions.” He merely smiled as we went into his office where I removed all my clothes except for my diaper.

 

“Let's get this done, sir. We do this once and you stop messing with my grade.” “Fair enough.” I removed my damp diaper and he drooled as he dropped his pants, and then climbed on top of me. The moment he tried to complete his filthy deed I wrapped my hands around his neck and squeezed as hard as I could. His eyes went wide and he struggled to get loose when he could not move or breathe. A few minutes later he passed out on top of me.

 

“Was it good for you too, sir?” I laughed at him as I put my diaper back on again. Thank goodness for tapes that could be refastened. With a little work I set the professor in his chair in front of his computer. A little more positioning and and then he was was right where I wanted him. I logged onto the internet and then went straight to an adult sight featuring young girls and boys under the age of 18.

 

I left his browser opened to that sight and then using a trick I had heard about in a few books I removed the bruises around his neck. The next thing I did was to use a little bit of magic to stop his heart for three seconds. When it started beating again he was in real bad shape. It looked as if he had suffered a heart attack while pleasuring himself. With a smile I got dressed again and walked out of his office with a pissed off look on my face. I knew all about the cameras security had installed in every classroom and figured it would be a good idea to make use of them.

 

I stopped before opening the door and then tore my shirt open to make it look like he had tried to grab me. I picked up the buttons and threw them on the floor near his desk then turned and walked out, slamming the door behind me. “Fucking pervert! Go fuck yourself instead! I am not your whore!” After that I stormed out of the classroom fully knowing he did not have another class until in the morning at 8:00 am. By that time they would find his dead body and it would look bad for him.

 

Once back in my dorm I called in an official complaint about the professor attempting to rape me in his office. I spun a real nice story about him soliciting me and then my refusal followed by his attempting to stop me by pulling my shirt off and only managing to pop a few buttons off of it before I shoved him away and stormed out of his office and the classroom.

 

The next hour was spent in my dorm room getting ready for work after a quick shower. Work went as normal with me only having to change once during my shift. Once back home there was a short report to write and then 10 pages of reading but that was all. Easy stuff for me. Larissa had it bad though. She had three reports and 50 pages of reading. It was going to be a long night for her and it made me wonder how long until I got snowed under in homework as well.

 

Coming home from work I was dead tired as the shipment had been huge and one forklift had broken down so it made things tougher for all of us. I spent four hours with wrenches, wire cutters and sockets cursing at the forklift and whoever had made a mess of the wiring and then just bypassed the fuses and left numerous wires just hanging loose and arcing against the frame and even the motor a few times. At the end of four hours I borrowed a laptop and downloaded the wiring schematic for the forklift.

 

After a diaper change I rewired the damned thing and got it running again. With the wiring fixed and a new harness on order for it I stayed an extra two hours to get everything unloaded and sorted out for the morning crew. My boss came down out of her office and helped me get everything sorted out and ready for the morning crew. “Thanks for rewiring that beast. I'll be glad when that new wiring harness comes in and we no longer have to splice wires and pray they don't short out on us. Wonder if we could write off the forklift if we hit it with a fireball or ten? We could lie and say it was an accident!” We both laughed about that.

 

Once back on campus there were more of the stupid fliers posted claiming elves to be inferior and dragons to be nothing more than flying lizards with massive inferiority complexes. The damned things were posted everywhere and it made me wonder who the idiot was. It seems to me that someone was trying to piss off the elves and increase tensions on campus. Some days it makes me wonder how we even managed to survive as a species with so many damned idiots and greedy fools in the world.

 

Along the way to my room I stopped and tore down at least ten more of the fliers. Once in the dorm room I found Larissa sound asleep in a chair with her text book still open to the last page she had been reading. The text book was set on the table and her homework picked up off the floor and set next to her textbook. A quick look at her report on the last race war showed some serious mistakes in it. This was easily corrected by me writing a few quick notes on the side of her half finished report. My notes corrected a few dates and referred to a few online books for her to read. Fortunately the reports were not due in for a few more days.

 

After waking her up and threatening to put her in a diaper if she did not go to bed she kissed me on the cheek and called me by her boyfriend's name as she stumbled off to bed. It made me chuckle to see her so dead tired and half asleep. Hopefully by the time she gets up she will not know about any of the garbage posted around campus. After getting her into bed and changing my wet diaper my own bed was calling me.

 

Morning comes too soon at times and whoever pulled the fire alarm as a prank at 3:00 in the morning should be beaten severely. The alarm went off and everyone began to stumble out of bed and and out into the chilly night. I myself stumbled out with just a long shirt and wet diaper on. Larissa was right behind me and grumbling just as badly about the idiot pulling the alarm as a prank. 45 minutes later it was reset and everyone was allowed back inside only to have it go off again 20 minutes later.

 

It was just barely past 4:00 in the morning this time and someone was going to die if if I caught whoever it was pulling the alarm. Security found the cause easily enough. Someone lit a stack of papers on fire this time on the third floor in the shower room. The only upside was that this time a really cute elf boy came out half asleep without his shirt on. I think half of the girls drooled enough to put out any fire around. What can I say, he was hot!

 

Harland wind walker was the only male assigned to our building and it was due to a mistake in the office. Larissa laughed when she heard me tell her that I'd gladly take him to bed and miss a few hours sleep. A few other girls nearby heard that and agreed with me. Too bad he only dated elf girls. Oh well, such is my life. At least I could see him without a shirt for a few minutes and drool.

 

Another 45 minute wait for the fire department to clear the building and we were all allowed to go back in and get some sleep before classes resumed in the morning. When the fire alarm went off again at 6:30 Larissa and I almost ignored it until we smelled smoke this time. I had just gotten up about 15 minutes ago and was going to grab a shower and get changed before classes started for me at nine. “Whoever set off the smoke bomb in the hall is going to die this time when my hands wrap around their throat and start squeezing until the body stops twitching!”

 

Someone had lit a fire just outside my dorm room door so when I opened the door the fire about singed my eyebrows off. Larissa put the fire out with a spell that drenched half the floor with a downpour for a few minutes. It took the fire department about three hours to get the last of the water damage cleaned up but they credited Larissa's quick thinking with preventing the spread of the fire.

 

The next bit of excitement came when one of the professors was found dead in his office. The staff tried to keep the details quiet but failed. He had suffered a heart attack while pleasuring himself to elf child porn videos after having been rejected by me yesterday afternoon. I smiled and Larissa looked at me questioningly. With the death of the professor the school examined every detail and found the security footage of me walking out of his office with a torn shirt and slamming the door in anger.

 

 

His solicitation of me was also on camera as was my joining him reluctantly in his office after class. The footage showed me storming out five minutes later and yelling at him. The recording of my reporting him to the administration was also found and listened to carefully. The police determined that the old man had a heart attack while looking at illegal porn on the computer and agreed that if he had not died he would be jailed for his tastes in porn. Evidently the hard drive had almost two terabytes of that garbage on a password protected folder.

 

After classes were over that afternoon Larissa and I went to the gardens once more to practice her magic lessons. When we confirmed there was no one around the real story about the professor was told to her and she laughed at how well he had been framed by me. After that we concentrated on her magic lessons she had been getting from me. After three hours she had gotten used to the feel of the magic around her and could tell when it was being used nearby. We only stopped because my diaper was soaked.

 

We exited the gardens and found Courtney posting more racist fliers. The first one that came within my reach was torn off the light pole it had been taped on. Larissa never had a chance to see what was on the flier that had annoyed me so badly and if it had been my choice, she would never see it either. Unfortunately she found one on the ground and picked it up out of curiosity. Her aura turned dark and black almost instantly.

 

My reaction was just barely in time to save Courtney from getting roasted alive. Every bit of magic she tried to use was barely blocked from her until she calmed down a moment later and aimed a blast of fire at the fliers Courtney was holding. The fliers were protected against fire this time and Courtney just laughed while posting more of the fliers. “Oh look, The little baby has an elf mommy to change her shitty diapers!”

 

It was the craziest thing. A large branch of the tree she was posting a flier on fell and hit her. Guess the branch must have been weakened by something. Courtney's friends came running to her aid and it took them a few minutes to get her untangled from the branch as the very ground beneath them became like quicksand as they got closer to Courtney. The cute elf boy from last night had saved me and Larissa the trouble of beating Courtney to a pulp along with her friends who were now trapped up to their shoulders in now solid soil.

 

Larissa wanted to go out and strangle all four of them. I don't blame her for getting mad. By the time it was safe to let her be alone so I could change I had already leaked badly and would need another pair of jeans. A new girl spotted me walking into the bathroom with a clean diaper and a clean pair of jeans. She laughed at me and followed me. “Shouldn't you be in the nursery little baby? Does your mommy know you are out of your nursery?”

 

Through the entire shower she kept making rude remarks aimed at angering me. After changing and putting on clean jeans she got stupid and tried to push me into the wall. The fight was one sided to say the least. A quick spin and her grip on me slipped followed by me using her momentum against her and slamming her into the wall. She came back around a half second later with a knife in her hand and a snarl on her face. “Fucking elf lover!”

 

My punch was not held back. Her head hit the wall hard and left her dazed. My next punch caught her in the stomach. She bent over so I simply slammed her head into the counter in front of her hard enough to crack the counter top. By the time the retaliation on her was finished her spine was crushed badly just above the waist and the front of her skull was caved in badly. She would be lucky to live another hour without medical help. Instead of helping her I simply walked out of the bathroom and left her laying on the floor almost dead.

 

I never saw the stupid girl again and that was fine with me. She was hauled out of the bathroom about an hour after being left in there to die from the beating she had received at my hands for her big mouth and her attempt to stab me. She deserved it for being stupid. To this day I have no clue who found her or if she lived. If she died it was no loss to the world in my opinion, One less racist idiot to have to deal with.

 

Larissa looked up from her bed where she was sitting when I came in. “I'm worried. What is going to happen if these fools get the war they want? What kind of world will we be living in if war comes? Why can't they see that a war will kill too many people on both sides of the battle? No one wins in a war and if the make the dragons mad enough to get involved it could very well mean the end of all of us!”

 

“I wish I had an answer for you. The racists are almost all jealous idiots with no brains. Some can be saved by showing them the truth, but others have been raised from birth to believe in their own superiority thanks to racist parents. Are tensions really that high right now with your people and mine?” She sighed before answering. “Yes. Last month there was an incursion into our lands by an armed force of about 200 humans. Before we stopped them they killed almost an entire village off. What they did to the women and little girls before killing them was horrible. Sexual assaults and torture were used and then they shot them after that.

 

The force was caught by a border patrol and executed on the spot or it would have been a war. That one act by your own people stopped a war even though all of the people in the border patrol group got into trouble for it and were jailed. My mother suspects that some part of your government is behind all of this for some reason.” “Shit! Ten to one it's the Black Chamber idiots again!” It took me about an hour to explain the Black Chamber branch of the government to Larissa.

 

They are essentially a covert operations and intelligence branch of the government with almost unlimited money and political influence. The best and strongest talents for magic are always recruited by the Black chamber and once inside they vanish forever as they work to destabilize and even topple governments around the world to gain resources and land. They control a lot of small countries behind the scenes and keep them fighting so that the weapons companies can keep making money selling weapons to both sides of the conflicts. It's ugly!

 

“If they had a clue what I am capable of currently they would be after me in a heartbeat to either silence me or recruit me. They would love to have my abilities working for them to do their dirty work. I'm almost to the end of the book now and the last few pages have opened up my eyes big time to the extent of what can be done with my talent. I just hope it's enough to help stop a war from occurring. Too damned many stubborn individuals on every race that let their own egos get in the way of good sense!”

 

For tonight we get some sleep. We have midterms coming up in about two weeks so it would be good to sleep while we can because right before midterms none of will get much rest. I intend to read through every textbook and all my notes to get ready for the midterms. My scholarship depends on good grades throughout the year.” As I got into bed and was about to doze off Larissa hugged me. “Thank you for understanding and listening. It helps. Goodnight fair lady.”

 

Larissa had her first class today at 10:00 but my first class was at 7:00 so I was up and moving by 6:00. Halfway out the door to my first class my backpack became a bit heavier as the book of dragon magic

showed up in it. This meant it had something it wanted me to read today and to learn. This could prove to be a very interesting day.

 

Walking to class it was easy to see numerous more fliers posted declaring dwarves, elves, and dragons to be inferior creatures pretending to be as intelligent as humans. Elves were nothing more than tall things trying to pretend to be as good as humans. Dwarves were nothing more than dirty mud burrowing worms on two legs. Dragons were simply large winged lizards with barely enough intellect to pretend to be intelligent when they were in fact inferior creatures that should be hunted for sport as were deer and other creatures.

 

The numerous elves and the few dwarves going to school here were not happy about the fliers being posted around the campus. To top it off there was news on the radio that a force of dwarves had attacked a small town near the border of their lands and that a large group of elves had attacked and brutally raped several nuns at a religious retreat. Tensions were running high and it felt like a war was imminent if things did not change.

 

Something about this bothered me. This was all too much like the work of our own greedy government. The black chamber was involved in the mess up to their eyeballs if I was right. Supplying false information to the media and then using this as a reason to attack the others and start a war so that more land could be stolen from them. The elven lands were very fertile and would make great land for farming. The lands that the dwarves controlled was rich in oil and precious minerals. Those resources could be used to help mass produce enchanted weapons in preperation for a world war with the dragons who controlled huge mountain ranges rich in gold and uranium. The gold could be used to bribe others and the uranium would be used to make nuclear weapons.

 

History books conveniently overlooked the fact that this is how the last race war started a few hundred years ago. My belief was that the alleged attacks by elves and dwarves were carried out by our own Black Chamber in an effort to gain support for a war to grab more resources and eventually try once more to take over the world. Thinking about this made it difficult to concentrate on my classes. Thankfully today was a short day with only three classes. My homework was only 15 pages of reading and a three page report on early magical medicine before the race war.

 

Retreating to the gardens that only a few others ever bothered to visit I finally began to read the last few pages of the dragon magic book. It surprised me that the entire section was on ways to use dragon magic and adept magic to help heal those in need of healing beyond what normal magic medicine could heal. Three hours later my attention was pulled from my reading by the sounds of angry voices and screams of pain coming from just outside the walled in gardens of peace.

 

There are way too many idiots on this campus it seems and there have been a number of fights lately with numerous guys trying to impress some girl by beating up someone else that was also interested in the same girl they wanted. A moment before exiting the gardens there was a huge pull on the magic followed by screams as a blast of fire almost fried me the moment the door to enter the walled in gardens of peace was opened.

 

Out of instinct I dived to the ground while throwing a magic shield over myself. It took a few moments for my vision to clear up from the bright flash of an explosion. My magical shield had held and saved me from being killed. Raising to my knees it was a horrible sight to see. Laying on the ground a few feet away were the bodies of six elven boys who had been attacked by someone. They were in terrible shape from the force of the blast and likely dead. It shocked me to find them alive as I crawled over to them and tried to see if somehow they could be helped by me.

END THREE

 

That's it for this chapter.  Still working on four.  About halfway through it.  In four we find out if Barney becomes the next sith lord or if Oscar the grouch does.  lol.  That is a version of star wars I don;t think any of us would ever want to see made.  At any rate, thank you for reading this so far.  All comments and questions are welcomed.

[Clr224]

The problem I have with most stories I enjoy is that I can read them faster than the author can write them.  I thoroughly enjoyed this chapter and hope there are more coming soon. 

Courtney does seem to be a particularly slow learner.  In my personal experience, a sufficiently painful lesson issued by the victim at the start of the bullying usually results in the bully looking elsewhere to release their aggressions. I’ve also found that aggressive taunting for needing diapers occurs largely at the grade school and early high school level and is done mostly by people who are new to your environment.  Once they get to know you or once you’ve taught them a painful lesson, the issue of your needing diapers mostly fades into the background.

[Eagle0769]

Chapter one. Amazing what a great and well written story.

I see Chapter 2 is written can't wait to read it.

[widowmaker]

chapter four is done.  I'll hopefully give you folks a few surprises as this chapter bumps along.  So without further waiting, here is chapter four.

FOUR

I did what my body allowed to try to give the worst injured of the six some healing energy and hope he did not die. All too soon my limit was reached. The drain left me lightheaded for a few moments as number of others came running to see what had happened. Upon attempting to stand it became quite clear that my body lacked the strength to do so. Perhaps five or ten minutes went by before my strength gave out entirely. A pair of hands reached down and lifted me onto a gurney. People were shouting out instructions but my body was too tired to let me do more than continue to soak my diaper to the point of almost leaking.

 

It was almost 3 days later that the hospital finally released me. For the first two days the only thing I did was to sleep and recover from the heavy drain on my body. No one had told me what had happened to the victims of the assault. It was highly likely they did not make it despite my trying what I could to save them, The only thing that I could do was to go back to the school and hope they were able to recover.

 

Returning to the campus it was not looking good as tensions were high and relations between the races were starting to break down. It seemed to me that someone was trying to get the races to fight among themselves. This was a dangerous idea as it could lead to an all out war of the races again. My thoughts on this subject were only my suspicions, but if right, things were going to get worse. Somehow the dwarves were going to be blamed for the attack on the six elf students on campus and that would be like throwing gasoline onto a smoldering fire.

 

Larissa was happy to see me back and hugged me when I walked in the door. “Before we talk, go change yourself. You are leaking and starting to smell a bit as well.” “Oops. Let me grab a change and I'll be back in a few minutes. Got lost in thought about the current situation here and it seems that my poor diaper paid the price for it.” “I'll say! Now go get changed before you get a rash!”

 

The diaper was a huge mess and it took me getting a shower to get cleaned up completely. My body still felt a little run down so without hesitation I opened myself up to the flow of the magic around me and charged myself up fully in just a few seconds before quietly getting a clean diaper on and then dressing once more in clean clothes.

 

The disgusting mess was bagged and thrown away. Larissa was waiting for me to return when I walked back in. “How bad are things?” Larissa looked sadly at me for asking that question. “The high council is considering no longer supporting this school and closing their borders to all outsiders. From what evidence has been found so far, it was a group of dwarfs with a grudge against us that initiated the attack. There have been raids on our border communities as well with a few dead dwarves left behind when the attackers retreated to avoid our security forces. If hostilities continue then the council will pull funding from this and all other places in outside lands.

 

I have a friend in one of my classes that is very angry at us for attacking one of their ancient strongholds and disabling the magic that prevents flooding of the mines. From the reports obtained an elf was too slow in the retreat and was found drowned in the mine shaft with 200 dwarves. They deny attacking us and I have hear nothing of any plans to attack them,”

 

“Perhaps we both need to a break from this place. How about we go get some fresh air and talk. I've been cooped up for three days and could use some fresh air.” Larissa handed me three clean diapers. “So if you have to change you don't have to wait too long.” I hit her with a pillow when she laughed at the look on my face as she had handed me three diapers with nursery prints on them. From there on the pillow fight was on with some assistance from magic.

 

In the end we were both covered in multi colored splotches everywhere the pillows had hit and we were laughing extra hard for a few minutes. The extra colors faded away in about three or four minutes along with the stress caused by current situations outside the room. “I almost forgot to tell you, I'm pregnant.” My head spun to face her fast enough to almost give me whiplash. “What!?” She broke down laughing again at having suckered me again.

 

“Oh you are so going to pay for that trick! I'll take your boy toy to bed and force you to watch!” She did not believe my empty threat for even a millisecond. “We need to hook you up with someone. Maybe I can hook you up with a couple of dragons or maybe a forest troll or two.” I laughed at her. “That does it! I'm going to make you take the fattest and ugliest guy on campus to bed!”

 

We teased each other back and forth as we walked out the door to get away from anyone listening in. She had her harp with her slung over her shoulder in it's carrying case. About five minutes later we picked up a tail following us. It might have been a coincidence but when we cut through an alley and then circled the block they were still following us. Three guys trying to look casual. All three of them looked like professional football players with how big they were.

 

“They are still following us, Sarina. Any ideas?” Looking around I spotted my way to shake our tail and have a bit of fun at their expense as well. “As a matter of fact, yes. When we get to the corner they're going to be all washed up I think.” We reached the corner and they stayed across the street watching us. It was just sheer bad luck for them that the fire hydrant that had been leaking for months finally gave out.

 

The spray of water caught them by surprise and knocked all three to the ground while Larissa and I merely chose a different route and a different destination. By the time they got up and looked around, we would simply have moved on to another location. The bus stop two blocks away was a perfect part of my improvised escape plan. Larissa was smiling and trying not to laugh at what I had done to the three goons following us.

 

Near lakeside park we finally got off the bus. No one was following us and it would have been difficult to for the three to have found us considering how distracted they were. After walking another ten minutes Larissa started laughing lightly. “That was sneaky and hilarious! They were not expecting that or anything close to that to happen!” “I know. That's why I did it. Subtle and sneaky usually works the best. They can try to claim magic was used, but that old fire hydrant has been leaking for months. It was just bad luck that they were right there when it chose to give out finally.”

 

After calming down Larissa began to tell me how bad things really were. The six that were attacked are healing nicely thanks to you. There have been a few other attacks though and all of them have been ugly. In the Amazon we had a small independent village. Two days ago a group of dwarves set off a large incendiary device that wiped out the entire village. 400 people dead, including children. Yesterday a dwarf mining colony was flooded when a group of elves seeking revenge blew up a damn. The flood waters filled the tunnels before they could escape. All 231 of them died in their tunnels when their lift system failed to work. They drowned. The dragon council is upset as well since a month ago a group of elves and dwarves killed two females and smashed their eggs before retreating in haste from the dragon's lands. It is not looking good right now and it is my belief that a war is imminent.

 

“There is one thing missing from this picture and so far no one seems to see it. Us! Normally we humans are the first bunch of impatient idiots to start a conflict, but for once we have been quietly staying out of it! This does not make any sense, Larissa! No one wins in a war between the races! Someone is deliberately working to start a war but the only group capable of that is not getting involved! If the war erupts and we stay out of it who is going to win? You guys would wipe each other out in a few years!”

 

“That's what bothers me. We all know this and yet someone is trying to make us all go to war. I know for a fact we didn't blow that damn and I really don't see why the dwarves would burn an entire village of us to death. As for us teaming up and killing dragons, then smashing their eggs, Why the hell would we do that? It makes no sense. I think that the queen is going to stop funding the school and eventually recall all of us back to our homes. The dwarves will likely do the same and then shortly after that a war will break out.”

 

for the rest of the day we talked and tried to figure out who was going to benefit from war of the races. “It does us no good if all three of you guys are fighting each other. We'll end up getting dragged into it as well. Someone is trying to kill off everyone, but then what? Who comes in after everyone is gone? None of us will be in any shape to fight back and repel anyone if a war goes on long enough. What I wouldn't give to talk to your queen and to talk with the dwarf king as well as the head of the dragon council.”

 

Larissa surprised me. “The queen is stubborn and not easily swayed when she has made up her mind about things. Just getting her to allow us to attend the schools in your lands was a struggle in itself. The college has been a great idea and a lot of very nice things have come out of this cooperation but with tensions this high she will likely consider cutting off support for the college. She's always been so damned stubborn that way and it frustrates me!”forever.

 

I chuckled a moment. “It sounds like you are talking about your mother the way you sound. Maybe having your mother talk to her will help.” “Not possible. Maybe if Jorand were here I could talk to him and get him to talk to mom and get her to reconsider things.” “Okay, you're hiding something from me. Who is jorand? Another lover perhaps?” She laughed at that one. “That's just wrong! He's my brother!” I couldn't resist attempting to lighten the mood. “Is he cute and single?”

 

“Larissa started laughing again, as did I. He is single and a lot of us wonder if he is ever going to meet someone just right or if he is going to be single for life. Maybe I'll set him up with you since you asked about him.” I laughed and began teasing her about borrowing her life mate and taking him for a test ride. She in turn threatened to make me stay in the same diaper all day long.

 

The rest of our time at the park was spent with her singing and working on a song until she felt she had it right and then sang and played it on her harp from start to finish without stopping to make changes. As always, her music had a profound effect on the plant life nearby. The tree near the picnic shelter had been in bad shape but now showed no signs of the sickness that had almost destroyed it.

 

For the first time in years it's leaves were green and it showed signs of once more growing again as did several plants in the area that had been sprayed by vandals with defoliant spray months ago. Her voice worked wonders on everything and it made me wish it would work wonders on my spine as I had to go change a loaded diaper before it got to smelling too much. One day I will find a way out of these damned diapers and put Courtney in one for the rest of her miserable life.

 

With my change done we began to hike tot he bus stop to catch a bus back to the dorm before it got too late. I had classes tomorrow and had to work as well. There were three days of missed classes to catch up on and a full shift ahead of me as well as work. Larissa had it lucky in that she had only three classes tomorrow and it was another day off for her from work as well.

 

Once we caught the bus back to the school it was a short 15 minute ride back to the school. We were detoured at one point due to broken fire hydrant but other than that it was a quiet ride back to the school where we exited the bus and returned to our dorm room. The campus was unusually quiet as we crossed it and it was my guess that something more had happened in our absence.

 

That something was more racist crap being posted everywhere about elves, dwarves, and dragons. It did no good to tear them down as some idiot would simply put more up, but I tore down a bunch of them anyways and wanted to hit someone. Where was Courtney when I needed someone to beat on? Larissa frowmed and tore down a number of the fliers and posters herself and almost hit some loudmouth when he called her a pointy eared whore.

 

Thankfully Harenda was waiting for her when she got back and he let her cry on his shoulders for a bit. He agreed with wanting to go out and knock the loudmouth senseless. When she finally stopped crying and could speak again he delivered a message to her. “Tomorrow the queen is going to decide whether or not to pull all our support from this school and other projects as well. The dwarves have been talking over the same thing and many of them have left here to go back home.”

 

I stayed quiet as they talked. He was good for her and they completed each other. I stayed quiet and buried my book in my book on dragon magic as it had gotten into talking about healing magic and how it worked in comparison to other types of magic. I looked up and saw a drop dead gorgeous elf boy looking down at me and smiling. How he got into the room without me knowing I have no idea but when he leaned down and kissed me all was forgotten as we progressed from there.

 

A voice calling out my name and gently shaking my shoulder woke me from a most enjoyable dream. Larissa smiled. You fell asleep reading. Get changed then go to sleep for the night. You have a long day ahead of you tomorrow.” She was right. I yawned and grabbed a fresh diaper before going and getting changed in the restrooms down the hall. When I returned her and Harenda were in bed together and sound asleep. Now if only that hot elf boy from my dreams would show up it would make me happy.

 

My first class was at 8:00 and my last one ended at 4:00 with a break in between of one hour. The campus clinic had requested that I stop in for a quick checkup after my last class since the school insurance required it for anyone returning from a hospital stay of longer than overnight. The classes went as normal and the professors treated me nicely since they knew what had caused my three day absence from classes.

 

The clinic doctor checked me over carefully and told me I would feel tired a few days but would recover fully in a few more days. “You pushed yourself pretty hard saving that boy's life but you

you overdid it a bit. You need to learn how to focus you adept magic to stabilize first then slowly help the body recover. They'll teach you this is any medical course that is worth a darn.” “I'm not that far into the studies yet. I am majoring in medicine and would like to learn how to do this so I don't overtax myself again. Given the circumstances though, I would do it again if it meant that a life could be saved.”

 

“You have a kind heart and I'm betting you will make one hell of a good doctor when you graduate from here. Aside from that and your incontinence nothing else seems to be wrong except for your inability to do magic like the rest of us do. I see here that you have some other unusual talents. You have the gift of languages. You can see and feel magic as well. I bet the archaeology department would love to have you studying their courses for a few years.”

 

“They have already tried five times to get me to switch majors. I have considered diplomacy but I'm not sure I like the idea of telling someone to go to hell in such a way as they are actually looking forward tot he trip.” She laughed at that one and told me to go ahead and get dressed. “If you start to feel any unusual side effects then stop in and we'll take a look. Until then, no running a mile in one second and jumping over skyscapers just because you can.” I laughed and promised to take it easy for the next few days.

 

After this it was on to work for a few hours with a detour along the way for a snack. The local taco joint was closed due to a burned out transformer so I settled for sub sandwich instead. On the way in I noticed some idiot had hung a another of those racists posters. This one was declaring dwarves to be nothing more than a bunch of underground slugs on two legs. I tore the poster down and threw it in a trash can on the way in.

 

After that I grabbed a sandwich and was off to work. Listening to the radio and things were getting very bad. Another attack on a dwarf embassy with no survivors. All evidence pointed at dragons having planted the magical bomb that obliterated the entire structure and left 182 dead and 97 others injured. I turned off the radio at that point. I hate hearing horrible news like that. I could use the few hours at work to help me forget for a short time.

 

I was just pulling into the warehouse parking lot when explosion shook the area. I was unable to hear for a few seconds and was a bit dazed as someone reached in and pulled me out of my car. They determined I was safe but my car was not going anywhere with a large portion of the windshield gone and huge slab of concrete sitting where the motor had once been.

 

My boss liked to employ dwarfs and elves and encouraged us all to get to know one another. It helped the place run smoothly and we all enjoyed working together. I found out an hour later that my boss was among the missing. Someone said they had seen a dragon in the area right before the explosion but somehow I seriously doubted a dragon had done this. A dragon mad enough to do this would have left no one alive and the building would been powder instead of a shell belching smoke and on fire.

 

After the paramedics found out I was not a doctor yet they were a little surprised. “I'm studying medicine and I'm also a class one physical adept. I have been trying to help some by using a little of my adept magic to heal minor injuries but mostly just hands on stuff. Bandages and helping to get people to stay still until looked at.” “I remember you from a few days ago, miss. You helped save that elf boy and almost killed yourself doing so. The police are going to want to talk with you so you may as well get that over and done with.

 

The police were nice to me after finding out I had risked my own hind end by stubbornly refusing to leave the area and working to help as many injured individuals as I could. “I'm no hero, sir. The firefighters and paramedics and you folks are the ones facing the greatest danger at the moment. I'm just a person who likes to help others when I am able to do so.” The officer listened as I told him everything. I was not close to the building when it went up. I was just pulling in to the parking lot and boom. The concussion and the sudden stopping of my car left me dazed and half out of it a few minutes.”

 

Another officer took over asking me more questions and then tried to accuse me of using a spell to cause the explosion. The temptation to hurt him instead of just explaining things to him. “Sir, I am a class one physical adept and unable to use magic the way you do. I could not have cast the spell as I was driving at the time so attempting to make arcane gestures involving the use of both hands and my feet would not have worked too well.” “So you admit to planting a bomb to get even on those who feel you are a waste of resources!”

 

“Sir, you are a fucking asshole! This conversation is over! You have your statement and the paramedics on scene will confirm I was not standing around watching the place go up in flames. I was too busy to helping as many as I could so goodbye and fuck you asshole!” I turned to leave and he tried to slam me against a car while attempting to pull my right arm behind my back. It didn't work.

 

I grabbed the asshole and flipped him to the ground extra hard. He lay on the pavement, stunned and in pain. “You call me a waste of resources, accuse me of bombing my work, then try to shove me head first into the side of a car! Try it again and see how fast I break you in half! You are a fucking idiot bully with a badge and a gun!” It was a bit of a surprise that none of the other officers attempted to stop me from leaving or even tried to help the idiot up off the ground.

 

Walking back to the campus gave me time to cool down to the point that I was safe enough to be around as long as you were not stupid about anything. Opening the door to my dorm room found Larissa talking to someone via a magic spell. “I am not coming home, mother! There is so much more to learn here! This school has helped me learn so much about the outside world and how working together with all the others can make things so much easier on all of us!

 

No, mother! I am not going to renounce my life bond to him! It is a true bond and not just a bond of convenience! If Jorand is having dreams about the same girl over and over then it is a bond he is feeling! I don;t know who he is seeing in his dreams! How could I when we haven't even spoken since before I left. Again, mother? No, I am not being held against my will! I don't need them here to make things difficult for me! I have someone that can help me with my magic! She is powerful and learning from a very ancient source of information!

 

“Send my brother here then! You know he'd tell you the same damned thing! I have to go, my room mate is here and she looks like hell! Yes, the one that saved the boy and almost died doing so. “She's likely the power that you feel right now. I'll explain it another time or you can come here and meet her yourself as well as see the school. Goodbye, mother!” She ended the spell and about slugged the wall in frustration.

 

“I need a new job now! My job just went up in smoke.” “What? What are you talking about, Sarina? Why do you reek of smoke? Forget it for now! Get changed then we'll talk about it! I have to calm down before I make a gate and go knock some sense into my mother!” Larissa was right about me changing. My diaper was already leaking it was so full. I made quick work of changing and then walked back to the room.

 

I shut the door and collapsed on my bed feeling a thousand years old and dead tired. “Someone planted a bomb in my work. At least half of the people I work with are still missing and likely dead.” She listened as I described the whole thing to her and then broke down crying at being unable to help everyone that needed help. “I hate feeling this damned helpless! I wanted to use all the power I could and heal everyone but instead I held back like a weak coward!” She held me as I sobbed uncontrollably for a few minutes.

 

“You are the last Dragon Mage. If you feel it is time to reveal to the world what you are then so be it. Your instincts told you not to come out just yet, despite the situation. I would trust your instincts every time. You will know when it's time to reveal your abilities to the world at large. No one can tell you when it's time. Only you can do that. If you think it's not time then it's not time.” She was right.

 

I crashed and got some much needed sleep after having pushed myself healing so many and risking being discovered. It had ll been minor healing and most of what I did was put bandages on people, but still, I had used a small amount of my magic ability to heal. Something told me that soon the whole world was going to have to know that a Great Dragon Mage walked the Earth again.

 

The news about the bombing at the warehouse was all over television and the radio the next day. At my request, the paramedics and police kept my identity a secret. A number of those I had helped knew I did not like publicity and only said that a fellow worker had helped a great many of them by applying bandages and using a minor bit of healing ability to stabilize as many as she could help.

 

A lot of people on campus suspected it was me but no one pestered me about it as I went from one class to another. One good thing happened on campus though. The dean decided that anyone found posting anymore racist material of any kind would be expelled permanently. That seemed like a good decision to my way of thinking. I spotted Courtney and her bunch of loser racist friends but they had sense enough to leave me alone.

 

After my last class for the day the campus doctor asked me stop in and get a quick exam after yesterday's activities. The exam was quick and she was careful to not ask a lot of questions. She kept her questions to just the state of my health and explained that since it was obviously still an open investigation that she was not going to ask anything about it. “You did real good yesterday in helping so many others. I stand by my statement. You are going be one hell of a doctor!”

 

It felt good to be done with classes for the day and not have anything else to do. Larissa joined me in the peace gardens for another lesson in magic. She had been carefully practicing on her own and was getting better by leaps and bounds once she learned how to see and feel the magic all around us. We were working on creating a viewing gate when the magic in the area suddenly surged.

 

Out of reflex or perhaps instinct I shielded us both with as strong a shield as I could make. It was surprise when a gate opened In front of us and the royal elf guard stepped through in advance of the queen. She was tall and beautiful with her silver hair and her light green dress that was semi translucent in the arms and lower legs. She stood close to seven feet tall and had green eyes that seemed to take in everything they saw.

 

She looked and was openly surprised to see me standing between the portal and Larissa with shield spell in place that would have taken a hell of a lot to break through. “Impressive. My thanks to you for the healing of one of my people. You saved his life by doing that.” I dropped the shield carefully and so as to not create any problems in the weave of magic. I dropped to one knee and bowed my head towards her.

 

“It is my great honor to meet you and to be in your very presence.” “Now I see why they call you silver tongued as well. This is not a formal occasion so there is no need to be so formal. My daughter said she was learning from a very powerful person, but she did not tell me how powerful. Most others would not see how much you are capable of but it has not escaped me. Larissa has chosen well in friends, and in teachers. Now if only her brother would get over trying to find the girl he claims he keeps seeing in his dreams and just accept the suitors chosen for him.”

 

I was about to reply when a feeling hit me so hard it was impossible to ignore. My gaze was drawn from the queen to the young elf that had come through the portal. For the one of the very few times in my life, I was honestly unable to say anything for a minute. He himself had stopped in mid sentence and was staring at me in barely disguised lust. He was just as dumbstruck as me it seems.

 

A moment later we were in each other's arms and kissing like long lost lovers. It took all my willpower to not tear off our clothes and rape him on the spot. Larissa laughed about it. “Mother, I think we found my idiot brother's life mate. This is going to be interesting. The last time this happened was almost four centuries ago. Sarina, I'd like to introduce you to my mother, the queen.”

END FOUR

That's it for this chapter.  In the next one we find out what happens when Oscar the Grouch and Big bird go head to head against chewbaca and Shrek in a tag team match for the championship belt!  Thank you all for reading this crazy mess of a story so far.  Not much left in this story.  Maybe two more chapters at most.  We will eventually find out who or what is behind the attempt at starting a race war and what happens when Sarina comes out as a Dragon Mage.  All comments and questions are welcomed.

[Clr224]

Nicely done.

My only comment would be that most of the time Sarina is changing her diapers when it’s too late or almost too late to prevent leaks. Any person who has been incontinent as long as she has learns to schedule diaper changes before it’s too late or to quickly recognize when an immediate change is necessary due to a bowel movement.  Diaper changes just fade into the background as a part of normal daily life rather than significant daily events.  Personally, I’d let them fade into the background of the story unless they affect the plot. 

[Jayme]

Widowmaker, this story is absolutely fantastic. I love reading about the races of different universes, Elves, Dragons and Dwarves.... oh joy!

[derj]

Possible the best fantasy story here. Great story and I can almost not wait for more.

[Clr224]

I’d highly recommend that you let the storyline and plot determine how many chapters there will be.

I loved reading the Tony Hillerman mystery novels. His stories flowed smoothly following the nature of the plot and the personalities of his characters. Unfortunately, he died and his daughter took over the writing. Her novels would be fine for the first 80% of the book.  Then in the last few pages, there would be a sudden burst of improbable, but fortunate coincidences; mysteries solved, bad guys caught, and all loose ends tied up.  It was as if she got tired of writing or had a page limit.

You have a strong story.  I’d really like to see you let it run it’s natural course rather than force it to a conclusion. It’s also not necessary for all loose ends to be tied up at the conclusion.  That would allow you to continue the story with a sequel when you’re ready to start writing again. 

[junyour]

I too am enjoying this tale of diapers and magic. I am also of the opinion that a rush to a conclusion would be a mistake of disastrous proportions.

Let your muse guide you until this story is complete and allow us, your readers,  to enjoy your writing skill. 

[the diaper mike]

I love it it's quite interesting

[widowmaker]

Okay folks, here is the next chapter of the story.  Here we find out if Santa or the Easter bunny is the father of miss piggy's love child!  All jokes aside, here is the next chapter.

 

FIVE

It took us both about a minute to remember where we were and to recover our senses. I blushed a bit and then apologized to the queen. “My most humble apologies for these most disrespectful actions!” It surprised me when she merely smiled at me a moment before speaking. “It is nothing to be sorry for. You were surprised by the intensity of the bond. Do not let it upset you. My son has been dreaming of you for years and it is my thinking that it has been the same for you as well.” “It has. Until meeting him it was my belief that the dreams were nothing more than just that. My apologies if this offends you.”

 

“I'm not offended. I must say though, you intrigue me. You have proven to be a very honorable person and have risked injury to yourself by choosing not to run away and leave my daughter to defend herself as most others would have. Your shield spell was quite impressive and you stood between her and whatever might have come out of the gate as well.”

 

“Until today, your daughter had never mentioned that her mother is the queen.” We all set in the garden and talked for some time about the current tensions on the campus and in the world. “I do not believe that the war is a good thing for any of us. It seems to me that someone is attempting to divide all of us and get us fighting each other. Once we have destroyed each other whoever instigated the war will come in and clean up with no real resistance left to stop them.

 

This college has proven that we can work together for the benefit of all. The only other place where such a thing is done is the Gray Academy. If those seeking to divide us all destroy all the good work going on here they will move on to destroy the Gray Academy next then get us all to begin a war that no one will win. You are well aware that your people did not mount any attacks against the dwarves or the dragons. Bring this proof to a meeting of all the leaders and work together to find out who is really behind this!

 

I admit that all the evidence seems to point at the Black Chamber, but my instincts say they are being framed so that the humans will be dragged into an armed conflict as well. My parents have some connections and interesting friends so maybe they can get some information to me without it being overheard or distorted by whoever is really behind this mess. All I ask for is for everyone to sit down and bring proof that they have not attacked anyone so that all parties know that they are being lied to by outside sources in an effort to get everyone fighting.

 

I am willing to talk with the dragons and with the dwarves as well. I will gladly reveal to the world what I am able to do if it will help stop a senseless war!” She looked at me curiously for a few seconds. Larissa broke the silence in an effort to explain my abilities to her. “Sarina has an unusual talent that she has kept a secret. She can not only see magic and feel it, she can channel it to create spell like effects as a dragon would. She has been chosen by the Dragon's Codex.”

 

“What!? Impossible! That codex was destroyed in the last race war!” “It was not destroyed, mother. It simply went into hiding and waited for the right person to come along and she has.” “With your permission I would like to call the book since your daughter thinks it is important.” “If you can show me that book I will believe her impossible story.” “Thank you your grace.” I held out my hands and the book showed up in my hands from where it had been sitting a moment before.

 

“Your Grace, this is the book your daughter claims is The Dragon's Codex. I willingly loan it to you so that you may confirm or disprove what has been stated by your daughter.” “You sure you can't be persuaded to take up diplomacy as well?” She gently took the book from my hands and started to read through it very slowly. After about 15 minutes she closed the book and handed it back to me.

 

“That book is very difficult to read. My Draconic is fairly good but the book is very complicated reading. “It is very easy for me to read. I opened the book to where I had been reading and started reading it out loud in perfect Draconic. What took her nearly 15 minutes of concentrating to read too me about two minutes. Once the entire page had been read I gently closed the book.

 

For further proof of my ability I weaved a complex and dangerous combination of magic effects that controlled all four elements at once and made them conform into an extremely intricate pattern in the air a few feet away from us. The pattern changed constantly and became more and more complex until after nearly ten minutes it was large enough to surround all of us and still keep shifting every few seconds.

 

Once the elements were faded out carefully and returned to the weave the queen was looking at me in surprise. “You never said any incantations or made a single arcane gesture! In my lifetime I have not seen a single individual able to do such a thing! My daughter has spoken truly! The dragon mage has returned to walk the world again! My daughter says you have been teaching her this magic. Is it able to be taught to everyone?” “I do not know, Your Grace. Your daughter is learning but it has been a pleasure to teach her as she seems to love learning as much as I do. Less than ten people in the world know what I am. The ministry has a permanent record of me being a class one physical adept and as having a talent for languages. I am listed as having no talent for casting magic spells the way they do and it seems that it would be in the best interests of all of us if no one else knew just yet.”

 

She thought a second before replying. “I believe that is good thinking. Keep you talent safely hidden from them until it is time to reveal it. I ask that you continue to teach my daughter and to be invited to the joining ceremony when you and my son are ready to make it official. You have spoken with great honor and intelligence young lady. We will continue to support this school and encourage our youth studying here to work with others.

 

My daughter has told me a few times that you are studying to become a healer as well. There are rare scrolls in our library that I will have copied for you. You healed without thought of reward and protect others as well without thinking of a reward. You give so much and think of so many others that this gift is the least I can do for you. Perhaps the scrolls will hold secrets of healing that can restore the damage done so long ago by greedy healers more concerned with money than with healing others.”

 

We all walked out of the gardens talking and it was a great surprise when we did as no one knew she was coming. Every elf student on campus that saw us immediately kneeled down as she came close. It was surprising to see her stop and talk with every one of them and to find out what they were learning at this school. “It is truly a wondrous place of learning here! Hearing from my people here has been truly a wonderful thing. They have learned so much from working with others that I shall continue to support this school for as long as it helps everyone to work together for the good of all.”

 

A few minutes later I was about to politely excuse myself but the queen surprised me by hugging me first in plain view of everyone. “You are truly blessed. You have spoken to me with great kindness and have explained and shown me how much good this school is accomplishing. You are my equal in the love of peace and far exceed my honor with your kindness to all. You will be considered a greatly honored person in my realms from this day forth. Now take my son and complete your bond with my blessings.”

 

the tow of us bowed to her politely and made a hasty retreat to my dorm room with everyone staring at us. Once inside the dorm every girl that saw us all but drooled over Jorand as we walked past them with our arms around each others waists. After that it was several hours of intense and very enjoyable love making in the dorm room. He did his best when trying to diaper me again but it was not good enough. I stood up and the diaper fell to the floor as I laughed about it. I threw it away and put one on myself then returned to bed where we both slept for some time.

 

Over the next few weeks he became better at changing me and every girl on campus other than his sister considered me to be the luckiest girl on campus. Almost every professor thanked me personally for talking the queen into continuing to support this school. The dean even sent me a personal letter of thanks as well. The few idiots on campus that hated all of this were of course Courtney and the rest of her racist friends. They continued to give me dirty looks every time they saw me but knew better than to attempt to try anything stupid.

 

Larisa and I worked hard on increasing her own ability to handle magic and to learn to carefully control what she did with the magic power. It helped that I was able to show her how to avoid a lot of simple mistakes that I had made myself when still learning the basic routines. The exercises that I made her do every day helped with her control and it began to become easier for her to work with the magic and not loose control of it.

 

Three days beefore midterms we had another surprise visitor. The dwarf king had decided to come to the campus to see just what the elf queen had tried to tell him. He had not believed a thing that the queen had told him so came to prove her wrong and recall of the dwarfs attending classes here. Why he came looking specifically for me I am not sure, but he did and almost found himself getting his beard burned off when he walked into the peace garden looking for Larissa and I.

 

Jorand was standing quietly off to the side and watching his siter work with levels of magic power he could barely feel. “I can feel it a little bit. Just how much magic are you channeling that it makes my skin feel like lightning is about to strike me?” A moment later the patterns of fire, ice, and electricity appeared in mid air a few feet in front of him and continued to change for a few seconds until someone came walking around the corner behind us and stopped when he saw what we were doing. “How the hell are you controling that?” She jumped almost as much as I did and the entire spell leaped forward to ground out to the nearest grounded location.

 

She barely stopped it about a half inch from frying the dwarf king by pulling the money into her and then releasing it again back into the weave with help from me. The poor man about had heart failure and was beating out the glowing embers of part of his beard that had been singed. Larissa about fell to the ground in relief as the last of the magic was safely released back into the weave of magic.

 

Jorand bowed ppolitely to the aged and heavily muscled dwarf standing and staring at us. “You majesty. It is good to see you, sir. I am Jorand, son of the queen and this is Larissa, Daughter of the queen. This lovely lady here is my life mate, Sarina. We apologize for the accident. We were not exepcting anyone.”

 

Larissa manged a shaky bow to the dwarf. My apologies good king. I am still learning control and the amount of magic is not easy to channel and control. This proves to me that Sarina is correct in telling me that I need to focus more on my control.”

 

“So you are the one the pointy eared old woman is so impressed with. I am not impressed except that you would be foolish enough to try to use such powerful magic without control. Pointy eared idiots always mucking things up.” At that point I started to lose my temper a bit. “Sir, I do not come into your realm and insult your offspring so I politely ask the same courtesy for my friend and my life mate.”

 

He gave me alook of contempt and then tried to push past me as if I were a mere anoyance. He shoved me and found himself face down in the dirt with my knee in his back and his left arm yanked firmly behind his back in tight, arm twisting, hold. I have been nice your majesty, but you will not treat me like the dirt under your feet. and show less respect than a common drunkard would! If you want to start attempting to push everyone out of your way then you best be prepared when some of them push back!”

 

I let him up and he immediately came at me again with a dagger in hand. Once more he found himself on the ground and this time his right shoulder had been pulled out of socket painfully to make my point. Try that again and the I will hit you instead of just using your own momentuma against you! When he was let up he was trying to get his right arm to work but it refused to move correctly. Without any warning I grabbed it and twisted then pulled it back into socket. He let out a yell and slugged the tree next to him. “Hold still while I repair the damage done to the shoulder area. I'm going to channel a small amount of healing energy into your shoulder so please hold still a few seconds, sir.”

 

I pushed healing magic into his entire body and stopped after about a minute. He looked at me in surprise. “By the ancestors! I have not felt this good in long time!” You have proven to be strong enough to even defeat me in physical combat and then you heal me as well! I was told by a few others that you could easily pass the phsical trial of weaponless combat but never in all my years have I found a human to be so strong or agile! I king Toroq of the dwarven nations.”

 

I bowed to him in respect a moment and kept an eye on him incase he tried to pull anything stupid again. I am Sarina. It is an honor to meet you oh great and powerful king of the mighty dwarven kingdom.” “So tell, human, how did you do what no other human has ever been able to do?” I chuckled a bit at the. “I cheated a little. I'm a class one physical adept. The magic that flows through my body enhances my physical ablitlies and with the training the school is teaching me I am learning to channel some of that magic into healing.”

 

Over the next few hours the king had me show him around the campus and explain everything to him. Looks like the queen was right about this place. The building designs leave a lot to be desired but what is taught here is worth keeping. If a war can be avoided then this is one place that could use some work to make it look nicer.”

 

“I have talked at length with the queen, sir. She is not condoning any attacks on anyone. She is greatly confused as to who is trying to get us all into a war that no one would win. The war would inevitably end with the use of nuclear weapons. The entire world would be uninhabitable and billions would die. No one will win a war of the races if it happens again!” “I agree with you. But if the elves did not atttack us then who? We certainly have not struck any blows against them no matter what she might say. As for the dragons, attacking them would be stupid and would anger them big time!”

 

“I am in agreement with you on this. Perhaps if you can find the prrof that such an attack was not only not authorized by you but not carried out by any of your people that would help calm things down more. The elf queen is gathering all the facts of where everyone was at when each of the attacks blamed on them occurred. Perhaps if all of you were t meet and provide proof that none of you attacked the other it would help you find who really did and why they want a war so badly.”

 

He thought a moment before replying. “That sounds like a damned good bit of thinking. Not sure about trying toalk to the dragons right now though. They are mad at us for an attack on them that we did not do.” Maybe if someone was to contact them through diplomatic channels as it were, then they too could prove that they never attacked anyone. I have a single contact on the dragons council. Perhaps a message could be sent to him and all of us could sit down and discuss this like intelligent beings instead of pointing fingers and fighting one another.”

 

“A good idea. If they and your leader are willing to meet with proof of not carying out any attacks then we can find out who did and why. The last war cost everyone too much and we all almost died. This one would ensure that everyone died. It almost feels like someone or something from outside is watching and laughing as they attempt to manipulate us! If they will agree to meet and talk then I too would welcome the chance to prove we did not attack anyone. Now where can I get a drink?”

 

I do believe I know a place where that can be arranged if you do not mind homebrewed drink. A few students have decided to make a brew that is good tasting and strong enough even for you oh great king.” “Now you are talking! Lead the way, oh silver tongued one!” We all laughed and ended up in the basement of the engineering building where a few clever elf and dwarf students had created a way to brew up a batch of moonshine strong enough even to please the dwarf king.

 

We all joined him and shared a jar of moonshine with him. The stuff had smooth taste and went down well, but if one were not careful, they would find out it had a kick to it a moment after the first swallow. The king smiled after his first jar, By my ancestors! The best of both went inbto this! It is the best I have ever tasted!” He left several hours later with the recipe and a promise not to cut funding to the school. I had been forced to use a small bit of magic to stay sober and to keep Larissa and Jorand sober as well.

 

I made use of a contact I had received years ago to talk with the one of themembers of the dragon council and ask the same of them as I had asked of the elves and the dwarves. They agreed to it and admitted they had their suspicions as well as to the force behind the attack but could not be sure. “Should the others be willing to politely discuss this then we too would be open to discuss this. Too much is at stake to not talk and work it out. Unlike the others, we have no intentions of stopping our support of the college. What is being accomplished there is good for all races and shutting it down would be foolish. I'll pass the word along of your polite request. I'm certain the council will agree it is a sound idea. You continue to surprise us in pleasant ways young one. Thank you for that.”

 

Three weeks later the president himself agreed to attend the meeting of rulers wherever it would be held. This was a relief to have gotten thek all talking about peace instead of war. With the stress off my shoulders no one had to remind me to change more often. This also left me free to study for midterms coming up soon. It also left me and Jorand free to make a mess out of the bed a few times a week as well.

 

Midterms were tough and took it's toll on us. Once they were finished we all breathed a collective sigh of relief. Things were working out smoothly and the attacks on everyone slowed down with all sides being careful to stay in contact with one another. The location of the meeting of the rulers was a heavily guarded secret but, from what I was told, it was going to happen. That was good news and Jorand used it as an excuse to take me to bed, not that I objected.

 

Larissa continued to tease me about her brother and so we teamed up and teased her right back. Soon enough all of us were teasing each other and laughing about it. Larissa is very easy to get along with as is her better half, Harenda. The one thing bothering the most was my lack of a job. This town did not have many jobs open and most of the open ones called for someone with a college degree and perfect health. Being incontinent did not help either as it kept me from even stocking shelves in a grocery store.

 

To help my frustration Larissa asked me to begin teaching her more magic. We began meeting every other day in the peace garden since it was rarely visited by anyone but us. A few students joked that we were having orgies in there and laughed along with us at the idea. A couple of the dwarf students teased us about hiding a still and not sharing with anyone. The groundskeeper did not mind since Larissa would often bring her harp and play after finishing up her lessons in magic.

 

When she played her small harp magic literally flowed though her and into the grounds of the garden to keep every plant in there growing strong and healthy. One side effect was that the small silver wood tree tended to grow much more quickly because of all the magic being used in the area. Larissa and I practiced magic in the area and she also played music in the gardens as well.

 

I have no voice for singing but Larissa and her life mate sang together quite often and it always held me and Jorand spellbound when she played and they both sang. Jorand tried his hand at music but I will agree with him about it when he says a flute should never sound that way. I teased him about using it to scare away the insects and got slugged in the shoulder for it. I laughed about and he silenced me with a kiss.

 

“If you think it's so easy then you try it! I bet you don't do any better! The loser buys dinner!” I laughed. “But the bugs don't have any money and they'll be the losers at being forced to flee the awful noise!” We all laughed and Jorand finally handed me his flute. Just to be a joker I intentionally tried playing it completely wrong. “Play it right or I wont change you next time you ask!” I laughed and cleaned the flute off first.

 

“I warned you. I've never played a flute before so don't blame me when even the tree tries to pull up roots and walk away!” I put the flute to my lips and began playing it. It was not as bad as Jorand but it was still bad. I even tried Larissa's harp but could not make it sound worth a darn. “I've never claimed to be any good at music. At least all the bugs have left by now though.” We all laughed about it and I enjoyed being teased about it.

 

Jorand admitted that the flute was not his idea. “Mom wanted me to learn to play it, but it never sounds right when I try to play it. Music is not one of my talents. I can do magic like everyone else can, but I am not ranked very high and fall in the middle ranks with my magic. No incantations and no arcane gestures. It's a bit eerie to see you do magic that way.”

 

“I have tried to teach you.” He smiled at me. “You have but it eludes me. So how does it look?” He held up an intricately carved piece of wood and it looked wonderful and then it shocked me when I realized it had not been carved but had been shaped by him instead. The wood was a light silver in color and looked exactly like the silverwood tree. Larissa glared at him a moment.

 

“How dare you break a piece of wood off of the tree!” I didn't! I swear by the sacred grove that I did not! I was sitting here watching you practice magic when the wood fell into my lap! I would never break so much as a single leaf off of this wonderful tree! Larissa walked over to him about ready to let him have it verbally and at the top of her lungs when something very unexpected happened.

 

The silverwood tree lowered it's branches in front of him to protect him from her. We all stopped and stared at him. “I think we had better contact mother. There has not been a greater silver wood tree since the last Dragon Mage! I apologize for getting mad. It seems that the tree wanted you to have that! Did it tell you to shape it like that?” “Not exactly. It was more of a feeling that this was the right shape for this piece of wood.”

 

The tree lifted it's branches and looked as if it had not moved to protect him. I walked over and planted a hand on the tree and relaxed my thoughts. I about jumped out of my hide when a whisper entered my mind. “Friend.” That spooked me a bit so we all called it a day for magic lessons. Back in the dorm I changed myself and then created a sphere of silence around the room so that no one would hear us as we spoke to the queen.

 

“I will come and see for myself when I can, but for now the talks are going very slowly and we keep arguing over pointless things. I'm just as bad as the rest and do not claim innocence in this. We need someone that can cut through the arguing and get us all to talk and listen to one another. If things do not get worse or better I will take a break and come to see all of you.” “Thank you for this, Your Grace. May your negotiations go peacefully and your disputes be settled easily.” She laughed again and called me silver tongued.

 

Larissa teased me, “I think she wants to adopt you or marry you off to my brother!” “I'm already bonded to him you goof!” She laughed at me. “Minor detail as you people say! On a positive note, I think I'm pregnant.” I jumped up and hugged her. “That's great news! You having puppies or kittens?” I got hit by a blast of water in the face for that as I laughed. I retaliated and blasted her with a spray of snow. For the next few minutes our other halves laughed as we threw magically summoned snowballs and other minor things at each other.

 

When we finally stopped we were both laughing and filthy. I used a bit of magic to clean us both before hugging her. Your control has improved big time! So what are you wanting to have, a boy, or a girl?” “I'll love either one! So how long until you yourself are pregnant?” I frowned a moment then told her the sad truth. “I can not have children. The same incident that made me incontinent also rendered me sterile. The doctors healed me up but also made sure I could never conceive children by removing the parts that allow me to have children. They considered this the right thing since I have no official talent and am considered a waste of resources. They tried to get my mother to sell me to a pleasure house. Courtney's parents paid the doctors to do this to me as revenge for having to pay for having me healed.”

 

I wiped away tears as Jorand hugged me and then held me. Larissa looked about ready to go kill someone. “What they did was not right! Who was the doctor that did this horrible thing to you? I would like to meet him!” “It's alright, Larissa. One day I will find a way to repair what was done and when I have become a doctor no one under my care will ever be treated like they treated me. It took a bit of time to calm down from having to reveal the ultimate desecration done to me by greedy and arrogant doctors more concerned with making money than with helping people.

 

Three days later I was surprised when Larissa's mother and a team of her best healers came looking for me. They found me in the peace gardens blasting moving targets Larissa was summoning and sending in all different directions. Larissa laughed when she made one look like a fat snowman running from a rabbit with a blowdryer. I laughed and vaporized them both then retaliated by making an illusion of the snowman chasing the rabbit with a while throwing snowballs at the rabbit. Each snowball missed and hit one of the targets Larissa made and set in motion.

 

“Impressive work! A good way to practice and have fun at the same time!” I turned and and saw the queen with four others I did not recognize and her royal guard. I immediately dropped to one knee and bowed my head towards her. “You Grace! My humble apologies for being informally attired in your lovely presence. It is an honor to to once be in your presence, Your Grace.” She laughed a moment before speaking.

 

“Now you all see why she is called silver tongue! Every time she greets any person she exceptionally polite and flattering as well! This is the new Dragon Mage who happens to have bonded to my son. She is the one who helped to convince all of us to meet and to work out the problems that were bringing us to the brink of war. My dear child, my daughter has told me of what the butchers did to you as a child for the sake of their own greed. I am so sorry to hear of this. They should be punished for this.”

 

“I am flattered, but it was a long time ago and I have come to terms with being forever unable to conceive. Your own daughter however, has informed you of the impending birth of her first little one so of course you have come to confirm that she is going to have a strong, healthy, and beautiful child.” The queen spun to face Larissa who was trying hard to not smile and blush. “She has not told me of this! This is indeed great news!”

 

“I confirmed it this morning at the clinic with a blood test. We do not yet know if it it will be a boy or a girl but promise to love either one. I did not tell you at the time as I was not certain. It was my intention to inform you later today after magic practice. I still do not want the throne though!” The queen laughed. “It would seem you are still as defiant as ever. Let my physicians examine you, please. Humor an old lady if you would.”

 

Larissa was examined very carefully by the royal physicians and was confirmed to be almost three months into her pregnancy and to be perfectly healthy. “The child within her is growing normally nad already displaying signs of high magic potential. It is indeed as she has said, Your majesty.” I again congratulated Larissa and her life mate.

 

It surprised me when the queen addressed me again. “It is your turn to be examined now my dear lady. Their are many ancient secrets of medicine that my healers know and their may yet be a way to repair what the butchers have done.” The men were careful and a little surprised to see that I still wore diapers. “I have no choice. I was hurt in a fall and this is the end result of improper healing by overworked doctors. I still live and can teach Larissa what little small amount of magic I have come to learn so it is not important.”

 

“She is always humble and thinking of others before herself. This is why she will be an excellent diplomat and even more impressive healer when she learns all there is to learn of healing. Please continue with the examination of my children's friend” I was about to warn them when they tried to use magic to find out how much magical talent I had. Even the most powerful people only give off a slight glow when checked this way but they were nearly blinded by the glow.

 

“Please allow me to drain the rest of the excess magic off into the weave. It will take a few moments so that it is released slowly and does not leave pockets of wild magic.” The glow died down as the reserve of magical energy faded into the weave as the queen and her people watched with open mouths in surprise at me being able to not only do this but to me being careful to not create pockets of wild magic.

 

“I have drained the excess off now. It would be best to let you know that I am a class one physical adept as well so you know the truth about my body.” I think the queen was the most surprised of all when halfway through the exam the silver wood tree bent a branch down to touch myself and my life mate on the shoulders. “Friends. Hurt. Sad.” The tree had not made me jump as much this time when it spoke to me. “I will live and be able to help others. That is a far more important thing than my own health issues.”

 

“You communicate with the tree! And so does my son! You surprise me more every time we meet! Most of us will go our entire lifespans and not hear the voice of the tree, let alone be touched by it!” “It is merely concerned because it can sense that the subject of me not having the ability to conceive children bothers me a little. Still, it is something I have learned to live with. If the fates be willing then I will go on to help others far more deserving of help than me, and there is a world full of them waiting for help, Your Grace.”

 

“You are always so willing to help others over yourself. Every time we have spoken you have done what was within your abilities to help me find a way to make peace and therefor avoid a war that would hurt others. You healed one of my people at great risk to yourself and when you awoke the first thing you asked was if he would live. If anyone should ever need more proof that you are destined to be a great healer I do not know what more proof they could ask for! Please, let my healers finish the examination!”

 

Two hours later they finished me. The damage done to your spine is severe. The butchers intentionally maimed you! They have left you with no control over your waste disposal. The nerves were not just left severed. They were burned away! Regrowth would be nearly impossible! The lack of fertility may be fixed. The damage there is not as bad. It looks as if your own body fought back and resisted the attempts to destroy your reproductive functions. Your inability to use magic as most do is not a bad thing. You have the gift of languages, magic sight, and the ability to feel the magic as well. It clear that you can use it in a way only a very few great dragons are able to. There is great potential in you! It is possible for us to enable you to conceive children but the process is difficult. The choice is yours to make.”

END FIVE

That's all for this chapter.  Thank you for reading this story to this point.  I hope you have enjoyed it so far.  Next chapter we find out if R2D2 wins ownership of the death star or if Chewbaca wins it! 

There will be another chapter and possibly two more before this winds down to the end.  Already thinking of a possible sequel to this story.  I have the real villains already figured out and they will be very difficult to deal with.  I'm thinking of not revealing who is really behind the attempts at starting a war and why.  If I decide to go this route, there will be a sequel where all the questions about the real enemy are answered and they are dealt with,, for now at least.  I leave it up to you to decide if there should be a sequel or if everything should be revealed and dealt with in this story's next few chapters.  All comments and questions welcomed.

[Clr224]

Whether you continue with a sequel or not is really up to you. This is a very good story.  If you think you can do the sequel justice, then go for it. I’d very must like to see this story continue and explore new plot lines. 

[junyour]

My own choice regarding the revelation of the villains is to wait until the sequel is under way, but give us clues as to their identities.  I get the impression that the racist work is part of their doing.  But first lets get Sarina more involved with the peace process, as I am certain you are planning.

I am definitely enjoying this tale and will be watching for the sequel. Thank you .

[widowmaker]

Sarina will be involved in the peace process and a few hints will be given as to why Santa Clause wants to take over the world!.  Seriously though,  The party responsible for this current mess were responsible for the first war between the races a few hundred years ago.  I will give a few hints about them in this story and reveal them ultimately later on.  Sarina has already helped a great deal in the peace process and will be more involved in it.  As for Courtney and her friends, they are still around and will show up in a big way when they rear their ugly heads again.  The real question is are they the ones behind this mess or are they simply puppets?

The next chapter will be posted in a few days when I get it done.  Work will start on it tomorrow when my stomach is not on fire.  I think I need a new body now!  lol.  As always, good folks, thank your for reading, and for your feedback.

[Clr224]

I rather hope you can turn this into a series of stories based in this world.  You’d have at least one avid reader.

[widowmaker]

Okay good folks.  Hang on for a bumpy ride!  Here is part six for you good folks to read.  As promised, a few minor hints as to who is behind things have been added in to the story.  Fasten your seat belts because here we go.

 

SIX

“I would eventually like to have children but for now I do not have the money to support a family. At least now I know why I lost all my control. It makes me angry to think that they did this to me intentionally as a form of revenge. Did they even stop to consider the consequences or did they even care? A part of me wants to hunt them down and get even but what difference would it make?” Jorand hugged me and then held me a moment as I calmed down. “Revenge will wait. My revenge will be to live my life and make sure this never happens to anyone else if I can prevent it! One day their actions and superiority attitudes will come back to bite them as it were. I hope I get to see it when it happens.”

 

The queen talked with me at great length about my magic and how it worked then asked for Larissa to play and see just what effect it had on her and everything when she played. Larissa picked up her small harp and began playing. It surprised us all when Harenda began playing a small wooden flute in a tune that complimented the tune that Larissa was playing.

 

It sounded lovely and the queen looked all around as everything seemed to take on a glow and began growing at a slightly accelerated rate except for the silverwood tree. The tree shivered a moment then began to grow another couple of feet as magic poured into it. To everyone present it the magic flow of the weave was highly visible as the two of them played. The two of them finished the tune and we all smiled at them.

 

“Never in all my years have I heard such lovely music and to have magic flow in time with it is simply amazing. Jorand leaned against the tree while holding me. A moment later he was holding a piece of the tree that had been given to him while a branch touched his shoulder gently. Jorand smiled, closed his eyes and began working his wood shaping talent on the silverwood that had been freely given to him to shape.

 

The queen watched and smiled as he worked on shaping the wood. Within minutes it was a flute and still he continued to shape the wood carefully until it was covered in intricate patterns intertwined with ancient magical runes. “The tree would like you to have this flute, Harenda. The designs on the outside along with the runes were my idea. The are nothing very powerful, but they preserve the wood and the magic in it so the flute never goes out of tune.”

 

Before leaving the queen borrowed the book she called the dragon's codex one more time. She whispered something to it then handed it back to me gently. “It is indeed the Dragon's Codex. I asked it for proof and it changed enough of the words to elven that I was able to understand it before the words changed back to their original language. This Codex is the accumulation of all the magic that the dragons and Dragon Mages have learned through their lifetimes. Once you have learned what it has to teach you then you will eventually write your own findings into the book and they will forever be a part of the Codex and the knowledge passed down to the next one to be the Dragon Mage.”

 

“I think I would very much like to learn more about healing and pass on what I can to the future so the knowledge of medicine and ways to use magic to help others is not lost for all time. To me this is more valuable than any spell that causes destruction or maims someone.” The queen smiled again. “This is why you were chosen. You want to help people and not have to hurt them. Had your intentions been to gather and mass power so that you could use it to force your will upon others, the Codex would not have chosen you.

 

Perhaps once things have calmed down, you will come and read from the ancient scrolls in our collection and learn what we know of healing and of the Codex. Now that we all of us have more information I am happy to see my son happy and to know that my daughter will soon bring a new life into the world and that one day you too will have a chance to bear children. Jorand, your ability to shape the wood is a minor talent, but you have proven that even a minor talent can be used in surprising ways.

 

I would like to stay longer and see what all of you are capable of but my time here grows short and I must return to the duties of running a kingdom. The meeting of all of the rulers from every nation begins in just a few days and with a bit of work we can all find out who is behind this mess. There have been more attacks but so far all of us have agreed to not blame others until there is real proof. I must go back now before some foolish person burns down half my kingdom.”

 

When the queen and her group left I felt a little bit too tired to continue on with any more magic lessons for the day and simply relaxed while listening to Larissa and and her life mate play music. Two hours later we al left the peace gardens feeling relaxed and not quite so jumpy. This was also a good time for me to go get changed so there would not be a risk of me leaking. Better to change it now than to wait a few more hours like a fool and have it leak.

 

With my diaper change done it was time to settle down and check the want adds one more time then get some studying done. The want adds were a waste of time. The only places hiring were food places and me being incontinent ruled out me working even as a wage slave in a fast food place. To take the edge off of my frustration I simply buried myself in my homework until it was all done. I finally came up for air at about 10:45 in the night. Jorand put an arm around me and it helped to erase some of the tensions. “Change, and then come to bed. You need the sleep and more studying can wait until later.” He was right. He held me gently as we laid down together and before I knew it, it was morning again.

 

On Saturday I managed to earn a little money helping to move a young couple into their house. She was very pregnant and he had a bad knee so they needed the help. Four hours of work and $50.00 later I was in the local drugstore buying two more bags of supplies and then across the street at the grocery store buying some food. Jorand joined me at the drugstore and at the grocery store.

 

As we passed down one aisle I over heard a couple of girls talking about how they'd like to bond with some of the cute elf boys they from their school. “That would be a dream come true for me, but they never bond with anyone that is not an elf, damn the luck!” The two girls came around the corner as Jorand and I were sneaking a quick kiss. We have a hard time keeping our hands off each other. The two of them stared at us for a moment before we noticed them.

 

Jorand saw them and chuckled. “The bond does happen between elf and human on occasion, but it is rare. It happened to me and I am happier now than I have ever been.” It surprised me when one of them recognized Jorand. “You're the elf queen's son! Does she know that you are bonded to a human girl?” “She knows. She is happy that I have finally found someone perfect for me. Perhaps instead of just staring and drooling over the gentlemen you like you should try to talk with them. Who knows, you might find yourselves with some cute boyfriends or even just good friends at the least.”

 

As the days towards final began to creep closer Courtney and her friends constantly attempted to goad me into a fight with numerous insults. It was so tempting to hurt them but my better half reminded me that it was not worth the problems it would cause. Three days before finals she got stupid after coming back from a hate meeting off campus. She attempted to attack Jorand and Larissa with help from about ten others. I was stuck in classes when it happened or Courtney would have been in for a world of hurt.

 

I had just finished the last problem in the test when the sudden heavy pull of magic from the weave got my attention. Explosions shook the building and the lights dimmed for a second. A mind call hit me like a bat to the head. “Help! Fire! Pain! Darkness! Varda! Varda!” the call was so strong it staggered me and two others who were sensitive to it. It did not take me more than a millisecond to know it was the silverwood tree and that it was in danger.

 

Without giving any explanation I was out of my seat and running for the exit as fast as my feet could carry me. Outside a number of others were working at getting the door to the peace garden open while a few more of them carried fire extinguishers. The door had been magically sealed and I was able to see the runes someone had inscribed into the door with a vanishing spell cast on them to make them invisible to normal eyesight.

 

It did not take long to disrupt the runes on the door, perhaps two seconds. The door gave way and a wall of fire greeted the first ones to get the door open. Within minutes the wall of fire had been beaten back. It did not stay back though. As more people came it roared back to life and attempted to burn everyone it could. Someone was manipulating the fire and feeding it with magic. I grabbed an elf and a dwarf and yanked them back at the last instant or the fire would have incinerated them where they stood with empty extinguishers.

 

It was not looking good until a wall of water began to sweep through the garden, extinguishing the fire as it went. Unfortunately the fire sprang back up behind the moving wall of water and began to burn everything it could. Everyone kept throwing spells at the fire to attempt to hold it back from the tree that was irreplaceable. Silverwood trees are rare and most of them are sentient. Outside of the elven forests they were rarely ever seen.

 

The dwarven stone obelisk had been smashed to rubble despite it's solid construction and dwarven enchantments on it. The dragon statue stood strong against the fire but it had been made from the stone from an enchanted volcano in order to make it nearly indestructible. It would take a tank blasting it to even chip it. The ground around the dragon statue was clear and untouched by the fire. Someone wanted us to believe the dragons had done this.

 

Fire hoses were quickly brought to the area and still everyone poured their magic into saving the tree from the fire that attempted to reach past a wall of water and burn it to ash. It spooked everyone that the fire was all black and acted like a living thing possessed of intelligence and a single minded determination. The fire suddenly lashed out at one of the students spraying water on it. The girl screamed in pain as the fire grabbed her and began to burn her to death. I could almost swear I heard it laugh for a brief instant.

 

The girl screamed in pain as the fire began to break through her shield spells. It was worth the risk of being outed so I poured magic into her shield spell to strengthen it. The fire dropped the girl and lashed out at me next until it hit my own shield spell and stopped dead in it's tracks. “You have had your fun, now begone back to whatever layer of hell you came from!” It hurt when the thing formed a single pillar and lashed out at me. Fire spewed in a straight line from the pillar to my face only to be stopped mere inches by my shield. “You are a dark summoning of forbidden magic and have no place in this world!” The thing screamed as I poured more magic into surrounding it with a wave of super cold air that held no oxygen in it. Within minutes it was gone and all that was left behind was a normal fire that was easily knocked down. The tree was badly burned and it would likely die from the fire having destroyed most of it.

 

Ignoring the tree I picked up the girl off the ground and was relieved to find only minor burns on her skin where it had started to somehow feed off her own magic to get to her. She was out cold but otherwise unharmed. More water was sprayed on the tree to make sure nothing remained of the fire that had burned it. It was horrible for me to see as tears clouded my vision.

 

The pain of the tree drew me forward to it. Placing my hands on the burned and scorched surface of the tree the pain hit me even harder. I screamed and poured all of my will into healing the tree somehow. More people joined in and placed their hands on the poor tree as they poured magic into it. How long I stood under that tree and refused to let go I have no idea. All that mattered was fighting back the darkness that had been placed inside of it by someone wanting to make sure it died.

 

I woke up feeling the limbs of the tree wrapping around me and pouring it's own special magic into me. In turn I used this magic to further heal the tree and fight off the darkness that slowly retreated from the tree and faded to nothing. The embrace of the tree felt coo and soothing as it worked a change of some type on me as it's own way of thanking me for helping to save it. When the tree and I finally retreated from our bond it was no longer in danger of something hurting it.

 

My entire body felt like it had been running on empty for a week and if Jorand had not been there my body would have found the ground painfully. The moment he had me in his arms I felt better and right. He was my anchor to life when stress made me almost feel like quitting at times. In his arms nothing was too difficult for me to face. He kissed me and carried me to the dorm room where he stayed by my side the entire time I slept and the magic in me finished adapting to the changes the tree had made to me.

 

“Welcome back to the land of the living. You really pushed yourself hard this time fighting that darkness elemental and then healing the tree. I like the new eyes by the way. You are going to get everyone's attention now for sure. He held up a mirror and my eyes had a silver tint to them now. A set of narrow silver colored tattoos ran down the sides of my face as well. I liked the new look but I don't know why I did. “You've been asleep for about 12 hours. The others woke up long ago but you were bound to the tree and it to you for a long time.”

 

“It was poisoned by a magical sickness of some kind. I fought a hard battle to banish and destroy the dark sickness trying hard to consume it. I'm crazy I guess, but I'm drawn to pain and suffering. I can't help but want to heal it al the time. That's why I want to be a doctor. That way I can help everyone, and the hell with money and talent status! I wont be like the other arrogant and greedy doctors out there!”

 

“Of that I have no doubt! The moment I laid eyes on you I knew everything about you somehow. I was drawn to you and couldn't have resisted even if had foolishly wanted to! You have the same idea about helping and caring that I do. My mother called me a dreamer but what is wrong with wanting to help others? There are better things than money and power in this life. If taking the throne would allow me to share our ideas on everything with so many others then I would do so. Now lay back and let me change you real fast.

 

He unfolded one of my diapers and mad me laugh by attempting to put it on my feet. “You mean it doesn't go there? Oops. I'll get it right yet, I think. I stopped his goofing off by kissing him and making him forget about the diaper for a few hours. Why I was so aroused and wanting him in me so badly was a mystery at the time. Who was I to argue what I always loved with him and what he so loved doing with me as well.

 

Larissa returned to the dorm room with her better half and they got one quick whiff of the scents in the air. Larissa and Harenda smiled and covered us up with a blanket as I had barely the strength left to get a diaper on after making love to Jorand so intensely and with such unbridled lust. I was barely awake when she covered me up and surprised me with an elven blessing spell.

 

The two of them quietly played the harp and his silverwood flute for some time as I fell into a deep and restful sleep. When I woke up the next morning I attacked Jorand again like a hungry animal. Larissa found this amusing and teased us both about it when we finally came up for air about two in the afternoon. “It took the two of you long enough to complete the bond! We did it right away like most of us do, but you two are so darned stubborn that you waited until now! Let me guess, you had to explain it to him. She dodged a pillow Jorand threw at her.

 

“He needed no explanations! He did everything beyond what I could have ever imagined! I think the tree did something else to me too. Nothing bad, mind you, just it's idea of a gift for refusing to quit until it was fully healed and in no danger of not making it.” “You mean besides the magical markings on your face and body? I covered the two of you up last night as you were about half dead from exhaustion. The markings go all the way down your body and even onto your feet. It looks nice on you though.”

 

“My eyes changed as well.” She looked and smiled. Now that is really nice! It all looks good on you though! Everyone that helped heal the tree was given a minor mark and a minor blessing as well from the tree.” “So what was that minor spel you cast on me last night? I was too tired to ask.” She blushed a little. “I was being a goof off and cast a fertility blessing on you. It's a minor blessing and allows a baby to more easily find it's talent when born. I couldn't resist. That's likely why you attacked my brother this morning when you woke up.”

 

I laughed about it. I'm not arguing it. That is one very fine way to start a day out to my way of thinking. If I get pregnant and it turns out to be dragons then you are guarding the eggs while I attend classes! Does anyone know who started the fire?” She shook her head. No one knows who did it or why. You did keep saying one warning in your sleep though and it scares all of us. “You kept saying we were all on the naughty list!” She barely dodged my last pillow.

 

“I should never have told you the myth about Santa Clause!” She laughed and handed me back my pillows. It surprised me to see her finally starting to show a little. “How is your little one doing?” She smiled and put my hand on her belly. The baby moved a little and it made me smile. The little one is definitely moving around a bit now. Can't say much more without a magical scan to find out if it's a manticore or a just a troll.”

 

After finally getting changed and getting up for the day I found my final check in the mailbox. The warehouse was being rebuilt but until it was done in about 18 months no one was going to be working at the place except construction workers. They had found the pieces of the bomb used to blow the place up and confirmed that the dragon had been an illusion spell to throw off the investigators. Whoever had planned the mess had not counted on the investigators requesting a dragon help figure out who was trying to frame them for the attack.

 

My boss had been found by firefighters, along with four others when they pulled a semi trailer away from the ruined dock. She and a few others had been cut off form the exits so they took shelter in an empty trailer waiting to be loaded. The total body count from the bomb was 12 humans, nine dwarves and 10 elves. Everyone wanted to find out who was responsible and teach them a lesson. I want first shot at the one who planned the attack. What I will do to that person is something no doctor will ever be able to fix. I also wanted to find who set the garden on fire and summoned that dark elemental thing. I was going to have to do some research it seems.

 

My last check was enough to buy me a case of diapers and help me put food in my stomach which even now was rumbling loudly and demanding food. I ate a small snack to silence my stomach's rumblings then talked with the fire investigators. They found my new facial and body marking interesting along with my new eye color. “We were hoping you might have an idea, ma'am.” “I have none, unfortunately. My life mate and his sister called the fire thing a dark elemental. I've studied a lot of magic books and never heard of anything like that. I'm also confused as to how I heard the tree calling out in pain and fear.”

 

“You have the gift of languages don't you?” “Yes I do. I'm also a class one physical adept with a minor talent towards healing through my adept abilities.” The healing through your adept abilities is an empathic talent and it enabled you and a few others to hear the tree crying out in pain and fear.” We talked for an hour and he suggested getting a magical checkup to see what else the tree may have gifted me with for helping to save it.

 

All four of us went shopping for some more food and a few school supplies as well. “Larissa, you're familiar with ancient words a bit. What is Varda” “No clue. It's an old sounding word though. Likely something not used anymore.” “Guess I'll have to look it up. The tree called it out twice during the fire and I was curious if the word meant anything to you.” After grabbing some groceries and we made a stop off for more diapers for me. This part always bothers me. You would think it would not bother me after so much time but it does.

 

Every time I have to change or buy more it reminds me of just how much I hate Courtney for what she and her parents did to me. It does not help to have some punk kids maybe about 14 or 15 snickering when I pick up two or three bags and haul them to the checkout line. This is the one stop I always hate making. It never fails that someone is always around to laugh or point at me when they see me buying diapers for myself.

 

Today was a bad day in this aspect. Some chick with a pale complexion, a Mohawk, piercings, and a black leather outfit laughed at me. “Hey baby! You really should try potty training if you ever hope to snag a man!” It made me want to hit her. She saw Jorand as he found a magazine he had been looking for and all but drooled on the floor over him. I got my revenge when he came over hugged me and kissed me.

 

“I'm not looking for anyone. I have my life mate right here. I love him and he loves me so why look for second best when you already have the very best.” Jorand smiled then turned and looked at her. I see a goth punk reject snuck out of it's hole. Maybe I should call the mind healers guild and let them know where to find their escaped patient.” We paid for my diapers and left but not before I had a bit of fun for her teasing remark. It had to be very embarrassing to have your jeans fall down and reveal wet panties. I'm sure she'll get over it in a few weeks when her control returns.

 

It was wrong but sometimes the wrong thing is the right thing to do to teach others about being jerks. At least she will have an idea of what it's like to have the same issues I have. I could have made it permanent but that would mean sinking to her level of immaturity and being a bully. Not going to happen. I have no desire to ever be a bully after having been the victim of one for most my life. Again, it makes me really almost want to lash out at Courtney, parents, and the greedy doctors.

 

We made it back with a few people stopping to stare at me as walked the nine blocks to the campus. The silver, scrolling designs on my face and body as well as my silver tinted eyes draw a lot of attention. One lady actually stopped and complimented me on the tattoo work. When she saw my eyes she was surprised for a moment. “Are those some special contact lenses that give your eyes that look, ma'am?”

 

It made me smile and since she was being very nice and polite I explained how I had received the changes that I also liked. “That is truly a wonder! I have only seen one silverwood tree in my entire life! I know they are rare and only a very few are planted outside the elven nations! You are truly a wonder ma'am. I hope you and your life mate have strong, healthy, and wonderful children some day.”

 

Her bus showed up and she smiled at us before getting on it. There are a lot of jerks out there in the world, but the good people seem to be helping to make up for them. That kind lady left me feeling happy despite the run in with the brat at the drug store. It makes me feel there is still hope for this world and that if someone like her can see past the stupidity and go out of their way to cheer someone up then perhaps the peace conference has a chance of preventing a war.

 

Larissa spent most of her free time in the peace garden with Harenda. Their music was helping to bring the gardens back to their former appearance before someone tried to destroy them. I showed her a few new things with magic every day and then let her practice on her own. I found out that the tree had marked 12 of us that had gone out of our way to pump healing magic into it. Of the 12 of us, I had the most extensive markings.

 

Two weeks before finals Jorand made me get seen by a doctor for my constant nausea. He kept fussing until I gave in. Larissa teased me about being pregnant and that I was going to lay clutch of dragon eggs. In the end it too Jorand, Larissa, and Harlenda to make me consent to being seen by a doctor. I expected to just go to the one on campus but even she put her foot down and called in a few favors. Larissa's mother and her royal physicians showed up looking for me two days later.

 

They found me sitting in the garden with my back against the silverwood tree and my eyes closed in relaxation. Joranda set next to me with an arm around me like always. I was actually not a sleep and was working hard on smoothing out the last few minor wrinkles in the weave where knots of magic had been causing small wild magic pockets. With my eyes closed I could extend my senses further into the weave of magic near me and slowly begin to smooth out the knots causing the wild magic pockets.

 

I was finishing the last big one when the queen arrived in her usual manner. This time she was more cautious and opened the portal outside the garden. She came in and felt the smoothing out of the weave of magic. “The balance is almost completely restored and this whole garden looks lovely once more!” With the last of the

big wrinkles smoothed out I opened my eyes to find that the silverwood tree had gently lowered a branch onto my right shoulder. I smiled as It slowly retracted the branch while I stood up to formally greet the queen. It did not happen the way I had intended. Immediately my stomach flipped and dived then rejected my lunch. It took me a few moments to finish emptying my stomach out. The queen was concerned immediately. The new markings are lovely. How long have you been ill? No formalities, please. Just answer me truthfully.” About two weeks now. It started about a week after the fire and has gotten worse. It is not a big issue, your Grace. I merely have a touch of the flu is all. I pushed my body a little too hard and I'm paying for it. Worth it though to be ablew to help those brave folks battle that nasty thing and to give them enough energy to help heal the tree.”

 

She sighed and gently reached out to make me look her in the eyes. Even your eyes have been marked! That is a great honor to be so blessed. I have heard what you really did and you give yourself far too little credit. Once again you risked everything to do the right thing. Now let us do the right thing for you and examine you to find the cause of your illness. You are a member of the royal family now and to not take care of yourself is not allowed.” I laughed and let her healers examine me carefully. Twice I almost fell and after the second time the tree reached out and helped me stand.

 

An hour later the healers had some interesting answers I was not expecting. “You have healed fully and become stronger with the your magic talents. That will take some getting used to. You are also having a common problem caused when you are with child. It seems that while you worked to heal the tree, it worked to heal you. When you left the human hospital was there any change in how everything felt for the first few days?” Larissa laughed as I almost said no.

 

Her and Jorand were joined at the hips for hours a day for almost a week! It seemed like neither of them could keep their clothes on for a few days!” The queen smiled and then spoke again. “That was what you both needed to complete the bond. You were unable to conceive children and the tree heard your sadness in this as you healed it. It made changes to your body and the bond made you both very aroused with each other so that you would conceive a child! You are very much an honored person to be so healed and welcomed by the tree which even now is helping to give you support so you do not fall.”

 

The healers gave me some special powder to mix into some milk every morning to help with nausea and to give my body some special compounds the baby would need. With this unexpected news I agreed to a joining ceremony in the garden with the twelve others who were marked and a few other guests as well. We would hold the ceremony a week after the school was out for the summer so as to not interfere with any classes. On the guest list were also the king of the dwarves and the head of the dragon council. I would never dream of not inviting them.

 

Larissa had to endure a very detailed exam as well before her mother was satisfied she was still healthy and that the baby was healthy as well. The next morning I called my parents to give them the news. I used a bit of magic to make it impossible for anyone else to listen in on the call. If they tried they would hear nothing but a bunch of static.

 

Mom picked up on the fourth ring. We talked a few minutes and I gave her the correct phrase words to let her know I was safe. “I know I have not called but it has been crazy here with classes and a few other things. I have some very important news to tell you both. Santa Clause and the Easter bunny have teamed up and are going to take over the world!” Mom laughed and called me a nut. “I have met someone special, someone very special! His name is Jorand. That's right, the same one.”

 

Mom and dad talked and listened to me for almost four hours while I brought them up to date on everything that had happened since I come here to go to college for medicine. “You should see what I look like now, dad! I have had so many wonderful experiences here and have me some very wonderful individuals as well. This school is proof that we can all work together for the greater good of everyone! Hang on and Ill send you a picture of what I look like now!” I let Larissa take a picture of me and Jorand together then sent to to my mother who had some trouble opening the picture. She's not very technical minded when it comes to smart phones. She saw the picture and promised me whe would show up at the joining ceremony with dad.

 

Finals came around and Larissa could no longer hide her pregnancy. Several of her friends congratulated her and joked about sharing her life mate for a few hours. Her and all my friends often teased Jorand about me having used a love potion on him. I joked right back. “Of course I did! How else could I manage to snag the hottest looking elf guy in the world? I saw what I wanted and I wasn't going to let this hunk escape that easily!” We all laughed about it.

 

Shelly Marston has always wanted to have a hot elf boyfriend but so far had no luck. She teased me about sharing him for a few hours and he teased her about wanting some fat guy with horrible manners and bad complexion. I finally dropped the bombshells on all of them as we shared gossip back and forth. “I got some great news guys! First is that we are officially having a joining ceremony in three weeks! The after ceremony party is going to be a massive orgy with lots of hot elf guys for you to have some fun with!”

 

Amanda laughed and told me she wanted my love potion recipe so she could do some shopping before they were all gone. We all laughed about that. “I have my eyes on someone special, I think I know who it is I keep seeing in my dreams all the time. “I'm going flying tonight and following where my gut sends me. I think it's Mark Janston. He has the most attractive body and the best looking golden wings I've ever seen. I hope it's him! Amanda is one of the few avians attending school here this year and is a great friend.

 

“So, you mentioned two surprises. What's the second one?” “I'm pregnant and Amanda is the father!” Amanda blasted me with a light spray of water for that remark and it got us all laughing again. “When I went to the healers that the queen brought with her they found out what was making me ill. “I'm going to be a mother!” I received hugs all around and congratulations as well. A few minutes later Amanda got a strange look on her face and turned to look over her shoulder.

 

She smiled and began walking towards Mark Janston. He had the same look on his face as well and I knew instantly what it was. She had just bonded. I took a few moments to calm the rest of them down and made sure they left the two of them alone. “Guys, they will need some privacy for a while. She's going to be quite busy with him for the next several hours. That look on her face and on his, was the bond hitting them hard and bringing them together. It happened to me and Jorand the same way. They are going to be quite happy together.”

 

I saw Courtney almost every day and she glared at me each time. It is a pretty safe bet that if we were off campus she would be stupid enough to try something. On campus there was too much risk of her being caught. Her last round of hate spewing was a campaign to have the peace garden bulldozed into the ground to make way for a series of statues of some of the more well known figures of the war of the races. Each one of them had been a racist jerk that wanted to eliminate all other races that were not human.

 

She was my prime suspect for setting the fire, but it eluded me as to how she could have summoned a dark elemental. That is not exactly a spell you find on a library shelf somewhere. With no proof, I told investigators that, while I had my suspicions who it might have been that set the fire and summoned the elemental, I had no proof, and would keep the suspicion to myself unless I found proof. They agreed not to fault me for being careful about making any accusations and told me that, off the record, they suspected it might have Courtney, or one of her friends. That sounded about right to me but with no proof I made no accusations.

 

The peace conferences were going well and a number of attacks had been proven to be the work of racist groups that wanted to see all non humans dead or in cages. Two days before finals started the talks came to a screeching halt with an attack on the conference. Larissa and Jorand about had heart failure when they heard that their mother was among those who was almost killed in the attack.

 

Someone had somehow managed to set off a device that summoned ten Dark elementals from some other plane of existence. The human president had excused himself a few minutes earlier to make use of the restroom and was not in the room when the elementals attacked veryone. He was found a few hours later nearly dead as well after having fought a group of goblinoid creatures with nothing more than a handful of spells and an old ornamental sword he had carried with him to appease his guard detail that he was not unarmed.

 

The talks broke down with everyone blaming everyone else for the attack. It looked like a war was coming. Everyone on the campus was shocked to hear the news of the attack on the conference. The dragon Council was furious and had called them all fools for letting their petty arguments stop the conference. They stromed out of the meeting and simply told everyone that when they were all willing to listen to reason that they would gladly return.

 

Larissa used her magic and tried to create a gate home but halfway through the spell someone jumped her and stabbed her four times with a poisoned combat knife. Whoever her attacker was they had almost killed her and her baby. I came in to the dorm room with Jorand and we had agreed to go see the queen and to offer our help to her in the peace conference.

 

I opened up the door and found Larissa on the floor with the knife still stuck in her side. The room looked like a war zone with scorch marks everywhere. Larissa had not gone down without a fight but whoever had attacked her was ready and had overpowered her. Jorand immediately ran halfway down the hall and hit the panic button. Larissa still had a pulse and still breathed, but not for long if the bleeding was not stopped.

 

I risked exposure yet again by pulling magic out of the weave and channeling it into her as healing energy. The knife in her side was ready for that and released another dark elemental the moment I tried to heal her. The thing was not prepared to face me though and it screamed in pain as I tore it into pieces before banishing it back to wherever it had been summoned from. The knife fell to the floor and it smoked wherever blood touched it. Someone had been very well prepared to kill Larissa but they had not counted on her fighting back and on my level of magic use ability.

 

I snarled in rage and poured the energy into her body as the poison fought back against me. It took every ounce of energy I could pull from the weave and channel to just stop the poison and force it out of her body. It was a very nasty poison and highly magical. Someone wanted to stop the elves from getting the conference back together. The elf queen had been the second biggest voice of reason and now that they had her out of the way they were going after her children to silence them and cast the blame on others in hopes of starting a war.

 

Larissa was rushed to the hospital in the same ambulance that as I was. Jorand was at the hospital alongside Harenda within moments of the ambulance arriving. They had to wait in the waiting room an agonizing hour before they heard any news. Larissa was in critical but stable condition. I was out cold and could not be revived.

 

Everyone waited a tense five hours as the healers from the elven court worked on us both. Two rooms over was a group of dwarves that had been attacked by what had looked to be elves. At the end of the hall was a boy that one of my friends had a crush on. He had saved an avian from a hate group and was beaten severely by them for helping the avian escape. The avian girl set right by his bed and refused to leave his side.

 

Someone was going through a lot of trouble to hit us all in just the right places to anger everyone to the boiling point. All this I learned the next day after I had finally awakened from my two day coma. The school campus was on official lock down until the attacker was found and every room was being searched for evidence. A single word kept popping up in my head as I lay in the hospital bed regaining my strength again. Varda. In my limited research it meant darkness or something similar to it in the ancient elven tongue.

 

The doctor from the clinic on campus came into my room with my herbal supplement I would need. “It took a while to get this cleared through security. They thought it was marijuana at first.” She poured some into a glass of milk she had conjured up and then stood right by my bed as I drank it all down. “Thank you for this. It helps with the nausea and the baby I'm carrying right now.” “You're pregnant? I thought you had been rendered sterile by those filthy butchers!”

 

Remember that I was being held by the silverwood tree after I had helped a little bit to save it? This was it's gift to me for my small amount of help.” “That is unusual, but we still know so little about those types of sentient magic trees. You rest while I inform the doctors and nurses that you are pregnant.” Jorand came into my room a few minutes later and it brought a smile to my face to see him. “How is Larissa?” He laughed at me. “Even in here and exhausted you still ask about others first! Here's what went down.” I had been locked into a healing trance while fighting the magical poison and according to him and a few other witnesses who had been there, I was glowing brightly.

 

No one could work any magic in the area either as I was pulling all of it in through me to heal Larissa. It took the paramedics 20 minutes of waiting before I finally passed out after having gotten the last of the poison out of her body and closing the wounds. I did not stop glowing until I passed out from the strain. You also kind outed yourself as a dragon mage as well. Now you wanted to know how my sister is doing. She had a little boy a few hours ago. He is a few weeks early but perfectly healthy thanks to you.”

 

Jorand was ushered out of the room as a nurse changed me into a dry diaper then carefully inspected me for any signs of health issues. “I see the silverwood tree likes you quite a bit. From what I've heard, you earned that respect big time. That's not easy to do either. I hear you're also pregnant. I take it that the herbal supplement you been using is for the nausea and to help the baby as well?” “The queen insisted I use it every day until I am ready to give birth. Is there any chance I can see Larissa for just a few minutes. “I'll even agree to wheelchair if need be. I have to know she's alright.”

 

“I'm fine, thanks to you! I named him Salamar. 10 pounds and two ounces. 17 inches long. He seems to have inherited my silver hair as well. Now you need to quit trying to blend in and open yourself to the weave so you can get your full strength back. I need your help still as does the whole world. Mother has named you as the one to represent her in the conference. Get your strength back and to the fiery Hell with what the ministry wants!” Since the secret was out there was no use in trying to hide any longer. I relaxed and the magic flooded back into me. Every part of my body seemed to sigh with relief at having the magic flowing again.

 

The downside was that I could feel the pain of so many others in the hospital. I almost cried out and then flooded the entire building with healing magic until no more pain called out to be healed. Larissa was still blinking away the spots from her eyes when my glow subsided. I felt much better after that though. “Now that you have finished with your light show, Mother has given you the title of Sarina Pure Heart Silver Tongue.

 

Relax now and rest what little bit you need to because tomorrow we go see the queen while there is still time. She's dying and there is nothing we can do to save her. She may not look it, but mother is almost 300 years old. She's tired and all this fighting is taking a toll on her. I want to see her before it's too late! I want her to meet her grandchild while she is still alive.” As much as Larissa and her mother did not agree on things, the two of them still cared deeply for each other. “We will leave in the morning even if they have not finished the paperwork for my official release from here. This too important to wait any longer than that.”

END SIX

That's it for this chapter folks.  I hope you enjoyed reading this so far.  I'll start work on the next chapter in a few hours.  As always, thank you for reading this story to this point.  All comments and questions are welcomed.

As for what happens next, the chaos continues and as usual, Sarina is stuck in the middle of it.  spoiler alert, Santa Clause and the Easter bunny are stopped by the tooth fairy in their bid for world domination.  I will give you a spoiler here.  The elf queen does not make it.  What happens with her gone?  Who takes the throne?  Who is behind all the attacks?  I will answer some of these questions in the next chapter.  there is still a bit more to tell to this story yet.