The Familiar Summoned

Chapter 24 Revealing Massage

I felt something warm pressed against my back, what could be warm? Normally I am pressed with cold, so why warm? I open my eyes slowly as I am met with dim light shinning into this room. A room? Where am I who is my master again? Memories flood back and I remember, I think it was yesterday for human time, it honestly is a concept they made. I try to get up, but feel something warm and strong holding me down. I turn over and see Darick holding me and some drool coming from his mouth as his hair is in disarray and the sheets are messy and out of order. I poof away from him. Oh so now it works?! His hand flops down where I was at moments prior and his face scrunched up and his arm move in search of something, not finding it he shoots up a dazed sleepy look still present on his face. I look around the room elsewhere and see a peacefully sleeping Dan and a semi organized messy room. Darick saw me standing right by the bed he had a confused look then flopped back down to sleep. Lazy human. I moved my tail and flexed my ears moving them to stretch the stiff joints out and cartalidge. I flexed the rest of my body gaining loud pops going down my spine to my tail that woke Dan and had Darick shooting back up out of bed and hitting the floor along with Dan as they covered their heads. I was soon yanked down by the ankle from Dan as he covered my head.

"I told you they wouldn't let you get away with all that money!"

"It was won fair and square!"

"They don't care that was a god aweful lot of money!"

I stood back up quiet a bit pissed and irritated  as well as Darick gave me a horrified look eyes darting around the room then slowly stood back up in confusion.

"Where did the machines gun bullets go?"

"Umm...there wasn't any you guys started to freak out when I was stretching my back."

"That was you?!"

I was semi tackled to a bed as Dan began to put pressure on my spine gaining loud pops.

"Girl what did you do to your back?! Like seriously?! It sounds like a god damn machine gun!"

"Nothing."

"That doesn't sound like nothing. You need a serious massage or something if your back sounds like that from just stretching."

"Nope, I don't want nor need such a trivial thing."

"Nope, your getting a massage weather it be by one of us or professional, your getting one."

I tried to flip over, but I was pinned down and could get up without hurting anybody not to mention Darick ordered me not to show my true self to anybody. So poofing was out of question. I felt a balled fist move up and down my spine getting extremely loud pops and cringed from both Darick and Dan.

"This doesn't hurt you?"

"No,  I hate to say it, but it does feel good."

"That is what is so scary I am barley pushing or rolling my fist along your spine and it pops."

It felt like a long time had passed when in reality only about five or so minutes later popping was sill present only much less pronounced and down to a lesser degree

"Did you have spinal surgery or something or damage to your poor vertabra?"

"Yeah, I have had damage to it actually."

"From what? If I may ask."

"Hmm, lots of things, I don't know a singular cause."

"Well, I am glade I specialize in massages and rehab for people who had had injuries like yours. Mind if I feel around for what may be causing such popping?"

"I don't care, knock yourself out just leave the shirt on."

"Well, I need to feel so mind if I move it up?"

"Actually I do and you have done enough so thank you for taking the popping out mostly."

I went to stand back up, but a pressure point in my spine was immediately hit on trying to do so. Darick frowned at that and gave a exasperated sigh at Dans reaction.

"Look, I won't violate you I just want to make sure no permeate damage had been done or will happen in the future."

"Ughh, let me up!"

"I can't it will take ten minutes before you can move again."

My shirt was lifted up revealing my back completely covered in scars to a degree you couldn't see a single spot without raised skin.

"Who did this to you?!"

Darick looked confused and walked up his eyes got wide like saucers as he traced lightly one of my larger, but not the largest scar.

"It doesn't matter, they are long gone and dead. So just  put the shirt down and leave me be."

"Some of these look still semi fresh so that is a lie."

"The person is dead by now, so it takes a long time for deeper wounds to heal that is a given so of course it won't be healed yet."

I tried to move my tail, but even that was limp and semi numb.

"Where else do you have scars?"

"I don't know, I don't keep track of that stuff."

Movement was finally back and I leapt up pulling the shirt down. I had never been a fan of cloths, but I was glade for the shirt since I couldn't explain what I was to Dan whilst Darick looked shocked and enraged since he knew what I was and pieced part of my past together from that.