“She cast a spell on us so we cannot see her, thank God for the dead mans eyes showing her reflection.” She said as it was then than that it hit her.
“How could a dead mans eyes have any reflections?” she asked as she thought about it. Then it came to her Gore warrior was the only one who knew. He told me without directly telling me. She thought to herself. “Well I am going to bed.” She said turning off her lamp on her side of the bed.
That night as she slept Gore warrior called her into the dream world in the room with the lightening she watched him walk up to her praying the potion was going to break her spell he had placed on her. “What do you want?” she asked him as she noticed he was wearing different clothes now a tight fitting black tank top and black slacks.
” You got a promotion I see by the new clothes you have on...” She said looking at him.
He smiled at her.” I guess you could say that.” He said looking at her standing in her long red nightgown.
“Red looks good on you.” He said trying to convince her he just wanted to be friends.
“Thank you, now what do you want?” she asked as she knew the potion did not work, UN aware he had cast a spell to counter act the potion.
“You’re all I want, to ravish your body because I know how my touch makes you feel, how your body moves with mine, how I pleasure you like no man can or ever will.” He told her pulling her body up against him tightly as he caressed her breast. He could feel her wanting to give in to him.
“No Gore warrior stop.” She said pushing away from him.
“ I am tired of you teasing me and I am taking what is rightfully mine here and tonight!” he said ripping her gown off of her as he threw her on the ground where he laid on top of her un doing his pants as she tried to fight him off of her. He raped her for what seemed to be like hours. As he held her arms pinned back over her head with his hands. Cheyenne saw Rogers face in her mind as she cried while being raped.
“Next time try me when we are not in a dream world where I am powerless.” She told him as he lay on top of her.
“Why didn’t you wake up?” he asked forcing her to face the fact that she wanted to stay here.
“Fuck you Gore warrior! I wanted to prove to myself that my body is over you!” she yelled at him. “You’re just a drug and I am a junkie! Your no longer the drug that I want to fill my veins with!” she told him in a tone that he knew she was now strong enough to fight him and she never give into him again.
Cheyenne woke up in her bed angry, with him. In addition, at herself for not using that time to find out from him where Gina was. Yet she knew in her heart what ever there was between them it had ended for her.
Gore warrior was just as angry because she left him for good. As he walked down a sidewalk he saw a private school where the students lived he went inside. He heard the shower running and looked in to see who it was in there.
She was a seven-teen year old virgin who was tall, blonde hair and blue eyed; she was saving herself for marriage. Gore warrior smiled coming up behind her pressing her up against the wall as he caressed her small breast. The girl was too petrified to move as she could feel him touching her. She did not see anyone; he dragged her to the ground where he began raping her. Every time he thought of Cheyenne, he would become even more vicious with the attack on the horrified girl until he exploded inside of her out of anger. If he had all of his powers restored he would have blown the whole school up. The girl laid on the floor crying and bleeding from the brutal attack she received from Gore warrior she watched the shower room door open and closed by it self she began screaming viciously. She never saw whom, or what it was that attacked her so savagely.
Cheyenne and the seven witches searched for Gina every inch of the world, but Texas was the last place they could actually place her, their spells for conjuring her up was even useless to them. They went back to the house empty-handed feeling defeated in their search for Gina. Cheyenne knew she was going to have to deal with her own personal problem at home. She loved Hank, but she was in love with Roger.