LiTTLE CHERiNE Book 01 - post128

...and once Nicko had left we all tried to fit in the shower together. I don’t know how the water managed to get down between us, but it was great fun.

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The next day, 28th of October, early in the morning, I got the call we had all been waiting for. Rose, my mother, was to have her baby, the last normal nine month baby. We gathered Alki and his family and called our doctor so that they would be expecting Diana to pick them up. We all jumped to Glyfada, straight into the living room of their house.

The bed had already been sent there at the request of my mother. Having been present at so many births, she claimed it made sense to her and she wanted to use it.

Wendy asked what the baby is to be named. My mother said they have decided to call her Cherine. Cherine flushed with pleasure. She went and kissed them both. “Thank you, that is one of the sweetest things anyone has ever wanted to do for me. I think you are making a mistake though. You should call her Laura after your first baby girl and Robert’s sister. That way the first Laura will never be forgotten by anyone.”

Rose began to cry and Themi quickly agreed. Rose wanted to protest, but Dommi cut her off. “Mother, your daughter says she would love to be called Laura. Would it hurt you too much to be reminded of your first daughter all the time?”

As my mother agreed to the name she hugged Dommi. How sweet and gentle was her face now. Suffused with happiness as it was, I could sense the yearning for my lost mother subside entirely and be replaced with the joy of having her back in my life again. I too have finally laid this ghost to rest - I don’t know what it is about human nature that makes it imperative we lay to rest the same ghosts a number of times.

At eleven in the morning the waters burst and it was not too long afterwards that baby Laura came into our world. Thoroughly scared of doing whatever it is I do, I kept my mind muted and only let a brotherly love and welcome be emitted to her. All the female minds that could read me were vastly amused, but luckily they were too absorbed in welcoming Laura to have the time to make any jokes.

When I saw the look on my mother’s face and felt her emoting as she held Laura, I thought of how good a friend Alki has been (finding and bringing her to me) and how much we all owe to my little Cherine.

In the end, I did not even get to hold Laura; by the time everyone else had, she was tired and fell asleep.

I was quite happy to have the weeks go by without anything more exciting than seeing all my girls acquire their own healers, even the babies. Cherine came up with the idea that delighted us all.

“Robert, apart from wedding anniversaries, only you and I have our anniversary and it is not fair. We should all have a day we celebrate our being a family.”

“Family day! I like that. We better not tell anyone or they will start making it a world wide holiday, with cards etc. Once it is turned into just another good reason to make more money, the real meaning of the day will be lost. Okay, what day should we choose, anybody got any ideas?”

Wendy suggested 14th February as a day of love, but the babies objected as that was already their birthday. Finally we agreed on the first of May. Dommi told them we are a sort of Spring for Mankind, so she thinks it is a good choice. Then we had to decide, I said, would this be only our celebration or would it be a general one for all those who became a part of a circle. They all wanted it to be just for us so we had to decide a new universal date. We could not decide without the others and left it for our next gathering. In the meantime we began telling them individually to think about it.

I should have known that things had been going well for too long. I got a call from Cyprus. It was Andreas.

“Roberto, Britta and I had been thinking, with summer over, her parents might cause trouble if she does not return home, she is still underage after all. So we decided to call them and see if they would agree to her staying here a little longer.

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The parents were not at home, but her younger sister was. She is about eleven. After they talked a while Britta felt something is wrong. She asked her sister to tell her what is the problem. She finally admitted that the man who seduced Britta is spending all his time at their house and he has been trying to touch her and she says he tried to kiss her and put his hands on her body. He only stopped when she began crying. She is afraid and so are Britta and I.

You told me I am not allowed to use the gifts to hurt anyone, but I am so angry Roberto. I cannot sit back and allow him to do the same to her sister. If you say I cannot use my powers, then I must tell you I will use my fists. I also think we should tell her parents.”

“Let me think about it and I will call you back soon.” The girls had all monitored me so I did not need to explain.

“Why must you be the one Robert. Every time you do something like this it ends up hurting you. Let Andreas take care of it, she is his family now.” Cherine was quite ferocious out of her fear for me.

I pulled her till she sat on my knees, facing me as I held her at arms length. “You know the answer to that love. If he gets carried away and exposes himself publicly, he exposes us and puts all of us in danger. Also, I am the protector. As far as I am concerned, that extends to all the circles, at least until another protector comes into existence.”

She did not protest, none of them did. They were too closely linked to me. Cherine set her face in the look that warned me she would not relent or obey me if I tried to change her mind. “Then I am coming with you.”

“Why, were you thinking I am going to fly there in a plane? We might find it prudent not to have any record of us going there.”

We first jumped to Cyprus and with Britta held by us (but not Andreas, I did not want to risk his temper causing us problems) we could now jump directly to her home. We materialised in her bedroom. It was obvious her family are not well off, but still, she had managed to make her room a typical teenage girl’s dream. The usual film stars and singers, the usual posters girls of this time swoon over, drawn hearts all over the place and her treasure that she proudly showed us, an autographed photo by David Bowie. That hinted at a level of maturity I had not suspected.

Britta was very upset and the reason was obvious to us. Items belonging to a man were strewn all over, his dirty laundry lying on the floor and the room had an unhealthy smell. She took a look at a few of the items and her unmade bed and turned, her face pale, her eyes brimming from anger.

“He is sleeping in my bedroom!”

Cherine was emoting her worry and it was at the edge of fear. “I feel something bad - would your sister be back from school yet?”

“She should be.”

“I think we better check through the house.”

We only had to open the door to hear the sounds of a little girl crying and pleading. With a gesture to Cherine to stay out of sight I grabbed Britta by the hand and we entered her sister’s bedroom. He was holding her down on the bed, her skirt thrown up, her panties pulled down to below her knees and his other hand was cupped over her sex as he cajoled and threatened her. He had already dropped his pants and underwear and was wearing a ridiculous mask over his face. I did not need to understand the language to understand what he was saying. Cherine was picking up the meaning anyway, from Britta, and passing it on to me. As he heard the door open he turned around and now I was able to see her terrified eyes.

As she saw her sister they filled with an unbelieving joy and relief. Seeing me, he quickly let her go, pulling up his pants. I sent the protector and froze him so that he was unable to raise his pants. Terror filled him. I angrily yanked off his mask.

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“Does he speak English, Britta?”

“Yes, very well.”

“Take your sister and get out of here. Go to your room.” Quickly she helped her sister and they left.

“So, from seducing children you are now becoming a rapist. I see you are not satisfied with passing on your diseases to Britta, you feel you must do the same to her little sister. I need to think about this, what would be the most appropriate punishment.”

“What is going on, who are you?”

“I am the protector. That is all you need to know. Britta tells me you are a close friend of her father, is this how you repay his friendship? By raping and infecting his daughters?”

“I did not rape Britta!”

“At her age, your seduction was rape.”

“It was not! Her father asked me to do it. Also for little Claudia.” The paralysis of his body had terrified him, though it was obvious he was not a man of courage. “No, please, look behind you, next to the door, you see? Her father put the video camera there, it is taping us now.”

“You are telling me her father wanted you to rape her so as to make a video?”

“You do not understand,” he almost squealed, as if he expected me to sympathise, “there is big money for such films. We can sell copies to private collectors and also to the internet, there are sites that pay for such videos. My business failed four years ago and her father helped me because we had been friends from when we were children, but he is not rich. He suggested we do this after we were looking at a child porno site. He said it could make enough for all of us to live well. He said we could make a lot of films, just like we did with Britta.”

“Does the mother know?”

“I don’t know if he told her. I know she pretends not to notice anything is happening. Are you going to call the police? Why can’t I move?”

“I am not. You will stay as you are until I decide what to do with you.”

I went to the girls. The two sisters were holding each other and crying while Cherine watched them, her face filled with an anger she could not help emoting. I pulled her to me and felt the trembling. I had forgotten, she would have felt the terror of Claudia, the emotions of her would-be rapist. I held her tightly and sent her love and tried to soothe her. She gave a little hiccup of a laugh.

“It is not working Robert. You are also sending your anger.”

“Will this work?” I pulled her chin up and looked into her eyes and then softly kissed her.

“Hmm, it helps a bit. Oh Robert, what are we going to do?”

“You heard it all?”

“Yes, so did the girls, why do you think they are crying so much?”

“They are having to grow up too fast. No child should have to bear this. I have not decided what to do yet. Anybody got any ideas?”

Britta let go of her sister and forgetting herself stuck her face up close to mine, her face in a rage. “You can do to him what you did to Andreas and me, except for him you make it real.”

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“I thought you would want that. Britta honey, what about your parents - will you leave that to me to handle, my decision alone?”

“No. I want them also to suffer like...”

“Britta baby, calm down. I did not say I would not punish them. I asked that you allow me to decide their punishment. Not you or your sister. Will you accept my decision as final?”

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^{For those readers who have not understood, when they speak using telepathy, what they say is enclosed within stars, and the thoughts exchanged are in italic.
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I hope you enjoy reading this story of fantasy, adventure and love. Yes, most of all, always of empathy and love.

* posted 9th May, 2018