Balancer's Soul

by Jr H. Lee Morgan

  As the seven men stood by the rope Connor looked at Mark and yelled in his deep voice. “LET’S DO IT!” Mark went first. He grabbed his silver shirt and pulled it off over his head. His torso muscles were bulging on his smaller frame. next to his friend, Mark’s chest was hairier, but no less impressive.

  Next came Connor’s shocking performance. He pulled off his shirt to reveal the body of a Greek God. His black X was perfectly centered on his chest and was announced to the world. The result of seeing this silenced the crowd. Mark’s torso looked like an exact replica of Connor’s, but only on a smaller scale. It was truly a sight of two perfect male specimens.

  The men who accepted the challenge looked at each other and looked like lambs being led to the slaughter. If Mark’s and Connor’s grins said anything, they said ‘That’s exactly where you all are heading.’

  Sarah immediately heard some people gossiping. “Look at that big tattoo on his chest!” “Look at those muscles that those two have!” “What are they made of?” and so on…

  Kara whispered in Sarah’s ear “Let’s be the Ref’s.” She took her hand again and led to the edge of the muddy water. Kara yelled “Are the challengers ready? Are the Beefcake’s ready?” At that everyone laughed and Mark said “I’m ready to show some losers what it’s like to be dumped on.” Connor didn’t say anything, but his eyes were blazing with payback.

  Mathew yelled to his companions “They are only two and we are seven. We can take out these freaks and put them back in their rightful places.” And the other men agreed. They quickly grasped their rope in hopes of feeling superior to the two men standing across the black water.

  Sarah felt slightly shocked by the strength of her voice as were everyone else. “Quality always trumps Quantity! And all of you are going to find that out the hard way!” She looked at Mathew and Mr. V. pointedly. “Get ready…” The nine men picked up the rope and took away the slack. “GO!!!” And the challengers pulled with all of their strength.

  As all of the men pulled, Mark let go of the rope, stepped aside and allowed Connor to do everything by himself. “Mark, what are you doing…? Oh now I see.” Connor jaw was set as were his eyes. Everyone soon started to laugh at Connor, thinking he couldn’t take on everyone by himself until he proved the spectators wrong. Both of Connor’s feet were firmly planted and the muscles on his arms were proving that Connor clearly had the strength equal to the seven men. Thirty seconds passed and Connor didn’t budge a single inch. The challengers were still pulling with everything they had and they were dripping with sweat. They even tried jerking the rope, but didn’t gain the effect they were hoping for. Seven large men began growing more and more tired while their lone opponent barely broke a sweat and looked to still have a huge reservoir of strength.

  Connor finally shouted “Mark! Now!”

  Mark grabbed the rope in front of his best friend and dug his heels in. He pulled. As the two men pulled, they gained four feet on the first tug. The duo didn’t yank the leash this time, but they started running backwards at an incredible speed. They pulled the seven men into the mud pit like they were being pulled by a freight train. They had no chance of avoiding the inevitable outcome.

  The wet and dirty men looked like the creatures from the black lagoon as they eventually pulled themselves out. It was funny because Mr. V. was cursing as well as Mathew did.

  Everyone was still silent until Sarah said “Told you Quality trumps Quantity.” Then the crowd laughed and came running to congratulate the victors.

  Sarah overheard some of the later comments. “How was he strong enough to do any of that, let alone Mark?” “Did you see that tattoo? It was awesome!” “I wish I was that strong!” Her favorite comment came from a little girl she didn’t recognize. “I wish that I could be his girlfriend instead of this mystery woman he’s dating. Lucky girl!” and she sighed. “Your right child I am lucky and so very proud.”

  Connor and Mark walked past everyone, putting on their shirts again and walked up to Kara and herself. Everyone walked away and left them to speak in private. Mark spoke first and he radiated pride. “So ladies what do you think of our spectacular performance?”

  Kara said awkwardly “I’m just glad that you two waited until today to show off. If you would have showed everyone who you really were, we would have never gotten a chance. Sarah with Connor and me with you. I’m lucky we knew who you really were before all this.” She looked down at the grass. None of them had ever seen her look shy before. It was frightening.

  “I agree with Kara.” She looked up at Sarah with a faint smile. “If you two didn’t hide yourselves we would never have gotten so close.”

  Mark walked up to Kara and gave her a hug. Connor said for all of them to hear “Listen you two. We would never date shallow girls, we chose quality women instead.” And Mark agreed with every word.

  Twenty minutes later the final bell rang, signaling the end of the last day of school. As the students and faculty left, Connor looked at Mark. “Looks like we don’t need to hide anymore.” The four of them sat on an outside bench in the courtyard together.

  “Your right, Buddy! The three of us are now graduated seniors.” Mark took Kara in his arms and firmly planted a kiss on her lips. Her eyes went wide, but soon she got the idea and wrapped her arms around his head and returned the gesture. As they separated, she asked breathlessly “Wow. What was that for?” He answered with only a coy smile. He looked at Connor and Connor nodded. Mark walked away from the two of them holding hands with Kara.

  “What was that all about?” Sarah turned to look at Connor.

  He wasn’t paying attention to her because he began digging in the bag he has been hiding from her all day. He quickly put something in her hands that felt very soft yet hard. Looking down, Sarah saw a doll. It wasn’t just any old doll, it was a porcelain doll that truly is a real antique. It was wearing a black and green dress and it wore a tiara. “Is this doll a princess?”

  “Yes it is. And it is a matching pair with this.” He sat down another doll in her hand, only this one was wearing a black suit of armor. “I thought it was a good reference to us since you are my princess.” He spoke softly.

  Tears started filling in her eyes. “And you are my knight.” He bent closer and she met him halfway with a kiss of her own. As they separated she asked “Would you like to go home? I need some peace and quiet from all of today’s events.” He nodded and for the first time he rode inside her car.

  As Sarah parked the car in the garage she saw her mother’s face framed in the window, looking at them closely. Jillian shook her head and then nodded, her expression was easy to read. She was asking if Sarah made her choice. Even if she didn’t contact her with her telepathy, Sarah knew exactly what she was asking without being wry.

  Sarah nodded.

  Jillian’s face started radiating pure joy. Sarah saw her disappear from the window before Connor had a chance of spotting her.

  As they left her parents garage, Connor entwined their fingers and walked in silence through the forest. It felt as if they made it to the cottage in seconds because Sarah’s thoughts were going in every direction. Connor was being a gentleman, allowing her to enter first. He didn’t say anything about her silence or perpetual blushing.

  They ate an average dinner that she made to keep her hands from being idle. As they ate her heart continued thrumming like a humming bird’s. As he finished his meal first he finally asked “You have been awfully quiet lately. What’s the problem? Maybe I can help.” Her face went deep red at his innocent statement. She started eating faster to keep her mind occupied. As she finished and looked up, he moved his chair back and took the plates off the table to put them in the sink. He sat back down and just waited patiently for an answer.

  Taking a few deep breaths to try and calm her nerves, which didn’t work, Sarah asked “Did you enjoy yourself today?”

  “Yes I did because I was able to show off for you. I’m not sure things could get any better.” Hi
s dreamy eyes spoke the honest truth and hope blossomed in her chest. “Why prolong this hungry ache?” In a quiet voice she asked “Are you sure about that?” He tilted his head, searching for an answer. “Now that we are free to do as we like… I was wondering…? If you…well … We?” Sarah decided to blurt it out quickly. “Connor I want to be your mate. Do you still want to be mine?”

  “Yes.” No doubt even registered in Connor’s eyes as he spoke immediately.

  “Good, let’s finally become one!” Sarah stood and grabbed his hand to lead him towards their bedroom. “It is finally time we become whole.”

  There wasn’t anything else keeping them apart.

  It was time to connect.

  Man and Woman

  “Good, let’s finally become one!” rang over and over in his head. Sarah stood up from her chair and her hair billowed out as she rounded the table to take his hand. Connor couldn’t believe how red her complexion had become. She took him as far as the bathroom and pointed at their bedroom. “I need to prepare myself. Wait in there for me.”

  She walked in and shut the bathroom door quickly.

  Connor followed her order and walked in the bedroom. His heart started racing in anticipation and anxiety because he began to fully grasp the situation and wondering just exactly what needed to be done to become a Balancer because it was simple to deduce that there’s more to it than simply becoming one body. As he entered the room he heard the shower start. Taking off all of his clothes, and putting them in the hamper, he glimpsed at himself and felt a moment of hesitation. He wasn’t a small man in any aspect, but Sarah might have complications linking herself with him and hoped she’d be alright. All that he wore now was the armlet and it help ease the thoughts of hurting her. She knew what she had to do and his attributes must have been accepted if she wanted to go through with this. She had seen him fully in the shower once before. Connor lifted the bed sheet and slid between them. As he heard the shower running, his mind raced.

  “I can’t believe my day. Waking up with a beautiful woman, having a little bit of fun expressing myself, making everyone gasp at I revealed my chest to everyone and throwing all of my enemies in the mud. That was the most fun I’ve had in my entire schooling career. Now I am home waiting to wait for my one purpose for living. I wonder what the full ritual consists of, but I hope that I don’t hurt her... What’s going to happen when we become mates? What will we be capable of?” On and on his mind went until the shower eventually stopped running.

  Ten minutes later Sarah entered their room wearing a light green bath robe. She walked slowly around the bed and her face remained flushed not only from the hot shower, but also from her shy nature and what she committed herself to doing. She slid between the sheets and then took off her robe. All Connor could be capable of viewing was her slightly moist hair as she scuttled under the sheets. She slid closer until both of their naked bodies touched.

  She felt so soft and warm from the shower that he almost lost track of who he was. Sarah looked up at him with her long, damp hair trailing behind on the bed. “Connor, I love you. Are you ready to become one with me?”

  He looked down at her and said from the core of his very being “Sarah, I love you as well. Yes I am ready. Is there something I need to do?”

  “No, I have to do this. Just try and stay relaxed.” “Yeah like I can relax now!”

  Sarah pushed herself off the bed to sit up. The cover’s slid down and for the second time he viewed her delicate perfection, only this time outside the shower and he was capable of using all his faculties and didn’t feel drained. Now that Connor wasn’t almost incapacitated from utter exhaustion, she looked even more exquisite than she looked before in his hazy memory. She then pushed the sheet off his chest and she stared into his longing eyes for a moment.

  Sarah then propped herself on her knees and straddled his middle. Her long, thick hair draped over her shoulders, covering her beaded breasts. She then smiled in complete happiness and arousal before she leaned down and kissed him tenderly. Connor’s body reacted to it and as she removed her lips from his, the look in her eyes said it was time. She lifted herself up and tried to ease herself down, finding it difficult to become one. With a little coaxing she found a way, wincing from the pleasure-pain as their bodies finally connected into one being. She let out a moan of pain and she accidently scratched his ribs simultaneously. A slight mist of tears filled her eyes, but she didn’t stop. This is what they both wanted.

  As she made love to him, Connor began to notice that her fair skin started to have a faint glow. “Wait she’s glowing…?” And yes the longer they were connected together her body continued to glow brighter and brighter. Over the next few minutes a crackling and hissing sound continued getting louder in the room. It reminded him of electricity crackling the air, zapping to release the energy and then came the smell of ionized air that saturated the room. He knew the smell of ozone. Her body kept becoming brighter and her hands started to glow even more brilliant than the rest of her body. It was almost like suddenly staring directly at a 250watt light bulb after your eyes had been adjusted to the darkest of nights. Her body shook with tremors of pleasure as she came closer to achieving what she needed to do.

  What she did next he will never forget for the rest of his life.

  “Connor, this is the contract ceremony of the Balancers. This contract is known as Balancer’s Soul.” She said in a breathless voice of exhausted passion and need as her chest heaved from the exercise and the sensations they shared. She then closed her glowing bright eyes, slowly.

  Sarah’s right hand moved to rest over her exposed left breast, directly over her heart. With the bright and glowing hand, she pushed in slowly. Her hand literally went into and through her breast like nothing solid occupied the space to halt her palm’s advance. The palm of her hand completely immersed itself in her chest. Her body had somehow became almost intangible, but he could still feel that they were connected and somehow separate. It looked like she was digging for something within herself, around the area of her heart. Her arm flexed moments later and she pulled something out.

  It was glowing the same color as her eyes. An almost translucent and iridescent orb with of pulsing rays of emerald green light rested in her delicate right hand. It spiraled and rotated in her hand like it had a life of its own. It was, without a doubt her life-force. It was the size of a baseball and she held it with both reverence and joy. Her eyes gazed upon the orb longingly, like she has always wanted to see it. Connor felt the heat that radiated from it upon his very skin. It felt like a warm sun in the spring time. He could feel the love and purity of her spirit coming from the object that she pulled from within.

  Sarah looked down at him with glowing eyes that said ‘It’s your turn.’

  She rested her glowing and empty left hand upon his chest, over his own heart. Connor felt the energy in the palm of her hand soaking through his skin and into his body, wanting access. He didn’t move, knowing that whatever she was doing was important and could not be altered. “I trust you.” Not a moment later after that thought, Connor felt her hand push through her chest. There wasn’t any sense of pain, but it was not a comfortable feeling either. A strange pressure weighed heavily in the chest cavity from the added mass of her hand. Connor felt her finger’s moving inside his chest until she wrapped her fingers around something inside of his. She found what she was searching for. Something that he never knew existed in the first place, but there nonetheless. She had a firm grip on it and pulled it gently out of his chest.

  As Connor looked down he saw another orb of pulsating energy, his. The only difference were in the colors. Blue and brown lights mixed together as it swirled. The orb’s color was a pulsating and warm hazel.

  Sarah held each of the glowing orbs in her hands and looked at them with a loving, tender smile. She held both of her hands straight out in front of her and she slowly merged the individual orbs together. As they touched, electricity and plasma struck between and
out of the two orbs. One strike of the horde of electrical arcs went through his sternum and the weird thing was, it didn’t hurt at all. There wasn’t a mark from the strike, no pain, nothing… As Sarah pushed the orbs into one, her body stopped glowing instantly. It was like turning off a light switch. The only light that still shone in the room emanated from the now much larger single orb that looked to be slowly fading away. It shone with a mix of green and hazel colors and it had grown into the size of a basketball. As it rotated above his body it looked to be dissipating and disappearing, but he noticed tiny particles flowing into both Sarah’s and his own body. The massive orb began dissolving and covering and encasing their entire bodies until Connor could feel more energy flowing into himself, and he was sure that Sarah felt it too. As the last of the orb disappeared the encasing cocoon of energy had saturated into their bodies.

  Sarah still sat on top and linked as she breathlessly said “Connor, we are now true mates.” She looked exhausted from the intense experience and she most undoubtedly was. She started to fall backwards from where she sat and he caught her before she fell. Connor turned and laid her next to him and through half opened eyes she asked “Connor, I am tired. Could you please bring me some food?”

  “Of course… With whatever you did, it sure looked like it took its toll.” he kissed her cheek and ran into the kitchen feeling nearly weightless. Connor had an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach that she wanted something with sugar. “How in the world do I know that she needs sugar? Wait…”

  Connor closed his eyes and focused on that strange sensation in the pit of his stomach and could feel exactly where she stayed and how far away she was. “So this must be the feeling of knowing where your mate is at all times.” Connor wasn’t too hungry since she did all the work and grabbed a bottle of soda from the fridge and some cereal for her.