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Chapter eleven
Old Rival
How the hell had they gotten themselves into this?
Peyton stood with the pahntom edge out before him as Tira stood behind him
facing the opposite firecting with her Drossal ready.
Someone had sent a rather large number of soldiers to find him.
At first he hadn't wanted to fight but he could feel his bloodlust begin to rise..
With all the recent people and beasts he had killed he was feeling like his old self,
marching his troops into the eye of oblivion and somehow killing every single enemy.
Tira took notice of his anticipation and smiled to herself, perhaps being around him
wouldn't actually be all that boring.
The soldiers ran forward, their armor and weapons glowing from the daylight as if they were on fire.
Tira jumped up and around the line in front of her. she spun and danced around the slow moving heavy
soldiers. Peyton let the soldier in front of him get in close before slicing in a circle, cutting
through their armor and sending bits and peices of soldiers flying back.
The soldiers behind them took a step back, obviously afraid of him.. and he was liking it.
He grinned evily as he strode forward, Tira was finishing up her soldiers and turned to watch.
His eyes burned with an evil fire as he brought the phantom edge up and scross, dispatching the
line of soldiers in one blow. This went on for several minutes.
As the surviving soldiers died he looked about the field they were in, counting the bodies.
fifty eight torso's lay around the field (He counted torso's as trying to count whos arm
belong to who would have been too much trouble), and he thought he could see something rising from the field
of dead soldiers..
He felt compelled to raise his right hand out and let his fingers spread open, he closed his eyes and concentrated, drawing
their souls to him..
The souls entered through his hand, and he heard their screams as they
filled his being with their power.
He felt sick to his stomach.. he could not beleive what he was doing!
When he had absorbed their souls he fell a knee and covered his mouth..
He could taste the death.. it was disgusting.
Tira on the other hand was excstatic! He could devour souls just like her old master could!
She rushed to him to stand beside him. "That was so pretty! would you do it again?!
huh?! do it already!"
Peyton looked up at her and laughed, "Glad you're enjoying this, one of us should."
He stood up and looked about, they had killed all the soldiers so easily...
"well, no reason staying here, lets get going."
He walked from the clearing and Tira followed close behind...
A woman with strange pig-tails looked about at the ruined bodies that
littered the ground. She sighed and crossed an arm under her breasts, making them bounce.
"You were here.. weren't you.. Peyton.."
Her eyes grew sad.. She had been searching so long for the only person
who had ever defeated her. He had beaten her on several different occasions,
even when she brought the sacred blade against him..
He had indeed been a god of death back then.
She leaned against a tree that had a burned out campfire in front of it.
She breathed the air deeply, he had been here not too long ago.. oh.. where had he gone?
The woman found that the mans semi-fresh prescense was getting her excited.
Whenever she thought about him she felt her loins burn with fire.. she wanted him..
She inadvertantly found her right hand kneading her left breast.
She decided it was ok to continue, there was no one around to bear
witness but the dead anyway..
Her left hand snaked down to her panties, she was already soaked.
She ran her fingers up and down the lips of her pussy, imagining it was his fingers..
The thought of him touching her made her even more excited.
As she found her rythm her mind drifted back to when they had first crossed paths..
~ She had been standing in an abandoned Grandalian vault.
Gold and jewels littered the ground as she looked around at the beaten soldiers.
"Pathetic little worms, you thought you could beat me... how absolutely laughable!"
She brought the back of her hand up to her mouth and laughed.
Her laughter was cut short by the sound of an approaching enemy, she brought out her
rapier and turned to her next victim..
A man in golden armor stood before her, his armor and Alomdite blade gleamed in the dull light.
She could tell by the armor he wore that he was a man of importance to the Grandalian.. perhaps even
this group of pathetic soldiers general!
She snapped her fingers and her own waiting soldiers ran forward to surround the man..
Six soldiers surrounded him, grinning and laughing, thinking this man would be an easy kill.
When they charged in the man jumped over the two in front of him and spun his blade around,
Cleaving through their armor like parchment and cutting them to bits.. They were not
laughing now...
The other soldiers rushed in, thinking to beat him with numbers, but he spun around again,
slashed one soldier crossways before jumping up over another, slamming his swords blunt side
into the soldier, sending him over the edge of the precipice. There remained only two soldiers now.
The one that rushed him he cut up, slitting him from groin to head.
The last soldier tried to run but The man clad in gold rushed across to him and grabbed him by the
back of the kneck before thrusting his blade through him.
The soldier gurgled and went limp.. The man swung his sword towards the edge, sending
the lifeless body into the water below.
She was impressed... he had just killed six of her finest soldiers with minimal effort.
She walked forward, her rapier ready..
"Tell me your name and I shall remember it.. as you are the only one.. who
has pervided a worthy challenge"
He looked at her, fire burning in his Blue eyes..
"Peyton" he said quickly.
"Peyton eh?" she purred.
"Might I ask yours? I like to know my opponents name, sorry if it seems odd"
She smiled.. "I am Luna"~
She was really worked up now, but it still wasn't enough.
She slipped two fingers into her aching pussy and began fingering herself furiously.. she
was so close! she was close but she couldn't climax!
She gasped and slipped another finger inside her.
She knew what to think of to reach her peak...
~ They stood staring at eachother, sizing the other up and
waiting for one of them to begin the fight.
Peyton was the one to initiate combat..
He rushed forward with speed she thought a heavily armored man
should not have possessed. She brought her rapier up with both hands to block the blow.
He stopped mid swing and brought his knee forward, slamming into her stomach.
She recoiled as he pressed the attack, but when he swung this time she went low,
sweeping his legs out from under him in a roundhouse sweep.
He fell on his back and she brought her rapier down at his throat.
He put his hand behind his head and pushed back, flipping up and away from her blade and
landing on his feet. She didn't have time to get ready as he came on, grabbing her by both
shoulders and smashing his forhead into hers. Luna went crosseyed and lost some of her awarness.
She did not recover fast enough to see his kick coming before it connected with her kneck, send her
flying into the small wall that surrounded the precipice.
How had she been beaten by this man? It was inconceivable!
He walked over to her and stood above her, looking down.
Luna looked up into his eyes.. his beautiful blue eyes..~
She bit her lip to stifle a scream as she finally reached her climax.
She squirted her juices all over the campire in front of her, The fire
hissed back at her as her fluids hit the smoldering bits at the bottom.
Luna fell to her knees, tired from the great effort it took for her
to climax... It had been getting harder for her to do so lately..
She pulled her fingers out of her dripping pussy and brought them to her mouth.
Luna licked and sucked on her juice soaked fingers and moaned..
She savered the taste of her juices but she still wondered.. what did HE taste like?
She breathed heavily as she composed herself, ready to start searching for him yet again..
She stopped short as the metallic shard on her knecklace began to pulsate more violently.
Her pendant was no other than a shard of The sword of calamity, soul edge..
Luna had found it and had been using its pulsations to search Peyton out..
Until recently all the evil it had pointed her two had just been foolish mercenaries
or mutated beasts, twisted by the dark power of the blade..
Now though she could feel him, he had taken up his dark powers again and she could track
him. She would find him soon, and she would make him hers..
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I thought i wouldn't put a disclaimer about EVERYTHING in this chapter below the bottom, it's still a WIP and i feel like it gives away a chapter before you even read it..
Incidentally if someone could tell me how to change the info under the story title i'd appreciate it, just drop your envelope in the mailbox, until next time!
Seacrest out!
- Seacrest is a trademark of paula abdul and a figment of her imagination-
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Chapter eleven
Old Rival
How the hell had they gotten themselves into this?
Peyton stood with the pahntom edge out before him as Tira stood behind him
facing the opposite firecting with her Drossal ready.
Someone had sent a rather large number of soldiers to find him.
At first he hadn't wanted to fight but he could feel his bloodlust begin to rise..
With all the recent people and beasts he had killed he was feeling like his old self,
marching his troops into the eye of oblivion and somehow killing every single enemy.
Tira took notice of his anticipation and smiled to herself, perhaps being around him
wouldn't actually be all that boring.
The soldiers ran forward, their armor and weapons glowing from the daylight as if they were on fire.
Tira jumped up and around the line in front of her. she spun and danced around the slow moving heavy
soldiers. Peyton let the soldier in front of him get in close before slicing in a circle, cutting
through their armor and sending bits and peices of soldiers flying back.
The soldiers behind them took a step back, obviously afraid of him.. and he was liking it.
He grinned evily as he strode forward, Tira was finishing up her soldiers and turned to watch.
His eyes burned with an evil fire as he brought the phantom edge up and scross, dispatching the
line of soldiers in one blow. This went on for several minutes.
As the surviving soldiers died he looked about the field they were in, counting the bodies.
fifty eight torso's lay around the field (He counted torso's as trying to count whos arm
belong to who would have been too much trouble), and he thought he could see something rising from the field
of dead soldiers..
He felt compelled to raise his right hand out and let his fingers spread open, he closed his eyes and concentrated, drawing
their souls to him..
The souls entered through his hand, and he heard their screams as they
filled his being with their power.
He felt sick to his stomach.. he could not beleive what he was doing!
When he had absorbed their souls he fell a knee and covered his mouth..
He could taste the death.. it was disgusting.
Tira on the other hand was excstatic! He could devour souls just like her old master could!
She rushed to him to stand beside him. "That was so pretty! would you do it again?!
huh?! do it already!"
Peyton looked up at her and laughed, "Glad you're enjoying this, one of us should."
He stood up and looked about, they had killed all the soldiers so easily...
"well, no reason staying here, lets get going."
He walked from the clearing and Tira followed close behind...
A woman with strange pig-tails looked about at the ruined bodies that
littered the ground. She sighed and crossed an arm under her breasts, making them bounce.
"You were here.. weren't you.. Peyton.."
Her eyes grew sad.. She had been searching so long for the only person
who had ever defeated her. He had beaten her on several different occasions,
even when she brought the sacred blade against him..
He had indeed been a god of death back then.
She leaned against a tree that had a burned out campfire in front of it.
She breathed the air deeply, he had been here not too long ago.. oh.. where had he gone?
The woman found that the mans semi-fresh prescense was getting her excited.
Whenever she thought about him she felt her loins burn with fire.. she wanted him..
She inadvertantly found her right hand kneading her left breast.
She decided it was ok to continue, there was no one around to bear
witness but the dead anyway..
Her left hand snaked down to her panties, she was already soaked.
She ran her fingers up and down the lips of her pussy, imagining it was his fingers..
The thought of him touching her made her even more excited.
As she found her rythm her mind drifted back to when they had first crossed paths..
~ She had been standing in an abandoned Grandalian vault.
Gold and jewels littered the ground as she looked around at the beaten soldiers.
"Pathetic little worms, you thought you could beat me... how absolutely laughable!"
She brought the back of her hand up to her mouth and laughed.
Her laughter was cut short by the sound of an approaching enemy, she brought out her
rapier and turned to her next victim..
A man in golden armor stood before her, his armor and Alomdite blade gleamed in the dull light.
She could tell by the armor he wore that he was a man of importance to the Grandalian.. perhaps even
this group of pathetic soldiers general!
She snapped her fingers and her own waiting soldiers ran forward to surround the man..
Six soldiers surrounded him, grinning and laughing, thinking this man would be an easy kill.
When they charged in the man jumped over the two in front of him and spun his blade around,
Cleaving through their armor like parchment and cutting them to bits.. They were not
laughing now...
The other soldiers rushed in, thinking to beat him with numbers, but he spun around again,
slashed one soldier crossways before jumping up over another, slamming his swords blunt side
into the soldier, sending him over the edge of the precipice. There remained only two soldiers now.
The one that rushed him he cut up, slitting him from groin to head.
The last soldier tried to run but The man clad in gold rushed across to him and grabbed him by the
back of the kneck before thrusting his blade through him.
The soldier gurgled and went limp.. The man swung his sword towards the edge, sending
the lifeless body into the water below.
She was impressed... he had just killed six of her finest soldiers with minimal effort.
She walked forward, her rapier ready..
"Tell me your name and I shall remember it.. as you are the only one.. who
has pervided a worthy challenge"
He looked at her, fire burning in his Blue eyes..
"Peyton" he said quickly.
"Peyton eh?" she purred.
"Might I ask yours? I like to know my opponents name, sorry if it seems odd"
She smiled.. "I am Luna"~
She was really worked up now, but it still wasn't enough.
She slipped two fingers into her aching pussy and began fingering herself furiously.. she
was so close! she was close but she couldn't climax!
She gasped and slipped another finger inside her.
She knew what to think of to reach her peak...
~ They stood staring at eachother, sizing the other up and
waiting for one of them to begin the fight.
Peyton was the one to initiate combat..
He rushed forward with speed she thought a heavily armored man
should not have possessed. She brought her rapier up with both hands to block the blow.
He stopped mid swing and brought his knee forward, slamming into her stomach.
She recoiled as he pressed the attack, but when he swung this time she went low,
sweeping his legs out from under him in a roundhouse sweep.
He fell on his back and she brought her rapier down at his throat.
He put his hand behind his head and pushed back, flipping up and away from her blade and
landing on his feet. She didn't have time to get ready as he came on, grabbing her by both
shoulders and smashing his forhead into hers. Luna went crosseyed and lost some of her awarness.
She did not recover fast enough to see his kick coming before it connected with her kneck, send her
flying into the small wall that surrounded the precipice.
How had she been beaten by this man? It was inconceivable!
He walked over to her and stood above her, looking down.
Luna looked up into his eyes.. his beautiful blue eyes..~
She bit her lip to stifle a scream as she finally reached her climax.
She squirted her juices all over the campire in front of her, The fire
hissed back at her as her fluids hit the smoldering bits at the bottom.
Luna fell to her knees, tired from the great effort it took for her
to climax... It had been getting harder for her to do so lately..
She pulled her fingers out of her dripping pussy and brought them to her mouth.
Luna licked and sucked on her juice soaked fingers and moaned..
She savered the taste of her juices but she still wondered.. what did HE taste like?
She breathed heavily as she composed herself, ready to start searching for him yet again..
She stopped short as the metallic shard on her knecklace began to pulsate more violently.
Her pendant was no other than a shard of The sword of calamity, soul edge..
Luna had found it and had been using its pulsations to search Peyton out..
Until recently all the evil it had pointed her two had just been foolish mercenaries
or mutated beasts, twisted by the dark power of the blade..
Now though she could feel him, he had taken up his dark powers again and she could track
him. She would find him soon, and she would make him hers..
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I thought i wouldn't put a disclaimer about EVERYTHING in this chapter below the bottom, it's still a WIP and i feel like it gives away a chapter before you even read it..
Incidentally if someone could tell me how to change the info under the story title i'd appreciate it, just drop your envelope in the mailbox, until next time!
Seacrest out!
- Seacrest is a trademark of paula abdul and a figment of her imagination-