The hivemind is conquering for me?

"This is what frustrates me about your Power Onyx, if you know, but can't tell me, tell me you don't know. It's like when you told me Jewel was about to turn my pelvis into dust, I'd rather not know then the few seconds of panic beforehand."

I said as I pinched my glabella. Onyx looked down at the white ground of my Mindspace, being scolded was a pain worse than death for the hive. As I looked back up, I immediately melted at Onyx's upset face and hastily made my way towards her, grabbing her leg and giving it a hug, I then said.

"Sorry, I am just getting a little frustrated of not being able to control my own power and it annoys me that that one over there can tap into it, but I can't. Honestly, If I knew why the Origin could do that and I can't I would be perfectly happy, but here I am again in the dark."

Onyx switched to her humanoid form and wrapped her arms around my back and began stroking it slowly. "It is ok Apollo. I understand. Just remember what happened the last time you gained access to power you aren't ready for? That also happens with information. Please, my universe, I implore you to just let the matter go for now. I will always let you know if you are in danger and protect you with every fibre of my being."

I smiled and squeezed Onyx harder, her simple presence back in Mindspace bringing me comfort once more. "Onyx." I said softly and lovingly. "Yes?" A twinge of excitement hidden in her voice.

"You know you are still getting punished after breakfast right? Onyx?" I suddenly found myself hugging the air and looked around confused before I started laughing. She left the Mindspace, like that was enough to escape from my punishment.

'Oh that reminds me.' I then cleared my mind and focused really hard on the phrase 'Come to me.' As I thought of anti Psionic fire engulfing my body.

...

YES! Its master had forgiven it! Its master knew its purpose was still true! It just needed to be only the masters! It was time to doll out punishment that would also be an act of repentance for itself. After this day, it would cleanse itself of the other wielders' filth and truly belong to the master once more as his tool!

The stick then began manoeuvring around its bag in the downstairs part of the establishment. It seemed to be trapped inside with a material that belonged to the master, it could not just burn its way out, its arrival would take longer than anticipated, but it could feel its master's call through the Antithesis Psionic plane, it would arrive by his side post-haste. IT MUST!

…

Turning to my other inhabitants of my Mindspace after feeling a connection of affirmation to the stick, something I could do since it lit me on fire for the first time. Sapphire was asleep, as usual, basking in the Psionic energy my Origin created inside my Mindspace.

Meanwhile, Sol was nearby the Origin as well, she appreciated staying close as a part of her existence now resided inside of it, powering it. Noticing my gaze, she turned to me from her sitting position and a moment later, in a burst of flame, materialised in front of me.

She had a look in her eye as though she was about to say something, but turned silent as I asked. "You should join us for breakfast, you have been cooped up in here for a while, I am sorry for that by the way."

Sol wasn't ready for that simple statement, she was about to tease Apollo with his use of her essence last night, she was still feeling good, the feeling of his domination of that fire's heat was titillating.

"Are you sure my Kindled? Despite my current position and outlooks, I do not exactly mesh together well with your current companionship. They are, how do I put this? Stupid? No, the stalker has advanced intellect after all... What's the word, you are it as well..."

Sol then clicked her flaming fingers together then with one loud snap she exclaimed. "Ah! Young! That is the word, Apologies, still getting used to time. They do not really have a grasp of greater concepts after all. The creature, you commonly call Orchid, is old true, but with her link severed, it is obvious she was meant to be a part of a collective... I am not sure how to interact with such fresh life and especially how to 'chit-chat' with them..."

I frowned at Sol's thinly veiled insult of Orchid, even if she didn't mean it and was about to admonish her before I felt a throbbing sensation throughout my avatar, cooling me down and leaving me feeling a lot more mellow about the subject.

Walking up to Sol, I grabbed her hands, causing her horns to billow upwards. "Look, do we get along? Yes, you don't need to try and chit-chat with anyone, I promise if a topic interests you, you simply speak up and talk about it. If not, well, since its your first time around these individuals, you can sit next to me and keep my food warm.

"Perfect proposition my kind kindled. Though what about the human?" I furrowed my brows in confusion. 'Me?' I thought to myself, which Sol naturally heard. "No, my Kindled, the chef. I would see him occasionally when I was spying on you through the flames in the kitchen. I- I mean-"

I leaned up and pecked her fiery lips before grasping her charcoal black waist, pulling her close to me. "You already admitted to spying on me since before I was born, no need to feel embarrassed. Besides, the rest of your body, since you crafted it to my aesthetics, is human passing enough. We can just say its a Psionic ability, which is technically true as you are just a mass of Psionic energy in a delicious form, aren't you? Sorry, they are still going to town on me and it's causing me to ahem, get a little distracted."

Sol took full advantage of the situation, melting the clothes she was wearing away revealing her delicately crafted regions and ran one of her hands down my avatar's chest. "You never apologize to me, my kindled. Especially for enjoying my appearance, I have a voracious verve to experience you with this more focused body as if you were enjoyable to my coronal ejection form, when my senses were much different to the more simplistic ones I have now, I can only imagine how delightedly delicious it must feel now."

I trilled my lips and shamelessly took in Sol's form in front of me. It was crazy to me that although she only wears very little, the fact that the now uncovered parts were not flesh, but crafted, morphed flame made her thousands of times sexier to me now.

"Trust me Sol, We are too close for that not to happen, you literally reside both inside my mind and my Origin, you are more intimately a part of me than even Sapphire after all, though she is a good kitty and gets no funny idea's with me. Your time is coming. Trust me."

Sol's horns began bellowing even higher as her mind ran wild, but I soon doused her suggestive thoughts. "But that time is not now." I said, grabbing her by her chin. I then pulled her downward and kissed her on her forehead, or her crown considering the black material it was made from.

"Now, get out of here, I need to wake up before those three continue manhandling my junk like they are." Sol smiled, recovering her emotions quickly, returning to a pleasant smoulder. "Of course my Kindled."

As Sol disappeared with a flash of flame, I started walking to the last resident that could 'talk' back to me for now and said, waking her up in the process. "Honestly girl, things are getting out of control. I am surrounded by too many hot bodies, pun intended, things are starting to get a little out of control. I can't wait to just go and read books for a while without anything crazy happening to me."

Sapphire cheekily rolled her eyes at me before turning over her massive body for belly scratches. "Hey! I am trying to connect with a piece of my soul here kitty. Don't just demand scratches!"

In response, Sapphire snorted out of her nose and made a really cute noise that sounded like a moo. I gasped in surprise at the cuteness overload. "Since when could you make that sound? I thought you could only roar and blow air out of your nose? Ok, I am cat dadding really hard right now, you get five minutes of scritches for that."

"Moo."

"No you don't get more, it's not an effect, your moo's don't stack."

*Sad Moo*

"Fine! Ten minutes then. I just hope one of those three don't pull the junior off by then, they are starting to get a little rough."