0 comments/ 13654 views/ 0 favorites The Dark Face of the Past Ch. 2 By: JasperMan Eve's earlier struggles against the army that followed Alissa against her, left her with few burses and cuts throughout her body. No knowledge came to her of what has become of Virgil and Sara. She was lost… lost in this dark brick walled, damp, cold room. The only sign of life inside other than her own, was that of the other woman who lay holding herself, shivering with the fear and the cold. "Here." Eve said as she moved towards the woman. Eve held her up and took the woman in her arms. "Body heat will help you warm up a bit." As the warmth from Eve's body seem to begin to pass over into the woman's, the woman then held tighter as starving from it. "Th…thank… than y.y.y.you!" She stammered. The woman had fallen asleep in Eve's hold. Eve however sat straight awake. The memories of past misdeeds telling her mind that she deserved this, that she should be grateful that Alissa was alive. But the other part of her mind kept telling her that though she deserved this, she should also be ashamed for what Alissa had become. She heard the guards talking of the wonders in pillaging the passing villages they come to. How much loot they had taken… how many men they killed, cattle they stole, and women they raped without their leader or Alissa knowing. This made Eve curious. Who was 'Leader' and why would Alissa even serve a man like this. Eve knew 'Leader' was a man by the way he was talked about him. Even how they mentioned that he was the greatest guy to serve under. "Mah, my… n-n-n-n-name i-is N-n-n-em—es-s-s-is." The thought to be sleeping woman said as she cuddle tighter to Eve. The wonder went through Eve's mind… But wasn't she mortal in the end? Eve held the woman tighter. "My name is Eve. You said your name is Nemesis,… did your mother and father…" "No!" the woman cut her off. "I'm the very Nemesis that once fought side by side with Hercules… I'd say more, but I'd choose not to remember most of my past." "But why?" Eve asked. "Because… the most part was too wonderful. I lost it because when the time came, I was too afraid to die. So I searched the heaven's for Ambrosia and sealed my fate." "But… if you are a Goddess, why are you here?" "I don't know how, but Khaymen, the leader. His blood has a strange power in it." Nemesis shivered hard in a convulse. "The power to weaken Gods, should it be spread on a blade and touch through the flesh of Gods." "How did he come to get you?" Eve asked. "When taking up God-hood again, Discord lost her job as Goddess of Justice. That turned to me… she hated that, but she never was too good at it." Nemesis made a soft shivering laugh. "When those who came to me, told me of this Khaymen, who ravaged the world in ways Xena used to, no… worse. I knew something had to be done." "So you went after him…" "Yes." Tears were rising in Nemesis's eyes. "I went after him, and he knew I was coming. He welcomed it… then he gave his blood to me." "It must have been a heavy battle for him to have over come you like that." Eve commented. "No… there was no battle." The tears seemed to flow hard now. "He seduced me into being his woman. The things he said with his sweet and caring voice. A strange Latin almost Irish accent behind him, his long dark hair, the way it was kept. His face… strong, powerful, yet soft. He spoke words of poets to me… I could not understand why, why I'd let myself be taken by him." "How did his blood come to you?" Eve asked. "I was with him for months before that came. I kept my ears from hearing the cries of those he had been cruel to. He kept me in the dark all for himself. He told me almost nothing about his past… he just spoke words of love as he made love to me. Giving me a child…" Nemesis held her hand on her belly. "Then one night came when he wanted for us to be united in holy union. He cut both out palms and held them together… as his blood surged through mine almost painfully… I felt it's power, and he brought me here. Where we both lay now… to have his child and never leave him" Nemesis began sobbing as Eve held her close to her. "He can't be beaten." Nemesis sobbed hard into Eve's heart. "Yes he can." Eve answered. "No!" Nemesis looked into Eve's eyes. "He's the one who fought Hercules in the battle at the hills of Olympus." Eve stared off in wide eyes as she recalled the story of the most famous battle between hero and evil. The battle a hero had lost… "He's…" Eve swallowed hard. "Khaymen's the one who killed Hercules?" Nemesis's sob came in a short laugh. "That would have been humane of him to do… no, he broke Hercules's back across his knee in the final blow. Hercules can barely move to this day because of him." That moment in time came when Eve knew exactly who she was dealing with. Her mother dead, the only who could come close to stopping this man, would be herself. All of his legendary stories of merciless mayhem came to her mind all on account of the story of Hercules she had heard. Eve's attention was broken by the wet sobs coming from Nemesis in her chest… She ran her hands gently through the woman's dark hair. Holding Nemesis firmly against her body in effort to sooth the woman's tears… but there was something else felt needed to be done. Placing two fingers under Nemesis's chin, Eve slowly raised the woman's head slightly until their eyes were locked together. Slowly Eve's lips descended downward towards Nemesis's own. Nemesis had a sudden shock running through her. For she had never in her life allowed another woman to lay lips upon her. But this beauteous woman that laid her pillowy lips upon her own was one that none could resist. This woman that kissed her, was Eve. Eve's hand slowly crept into Nemesis's top, firmly cupping her breast in her hand. Drawing a moan from the woman's open lips into her own mouth. Nemesis began to feel the extreme warmth over come her as Eve's lips passionately trailed down her neck slowly. Stopping to suckle firmly on the flesh of Nemesis's neck… kissing and sucking her throat passionately as her hands both cupped and messaged at the woman's breasts from behind her. The woman was moaning in Eve's touch. Never before, having felt such sensation of another woman's touch rushing through her entire body. "Oh Eve…" she said almost breathlessly. Eve let one of her hands release Nemesis's breast and it slowly and seductively trailed downward until it was laying on the woman's bare belly, right above the waist line of her golden skirt. Then drawing a loud hiss from Nemesis, Eve's hand went lower and lower, until her finger penetrated one of the most secret parts of a woman's body. Nemesis pushed her hips up for more as Eve slid another finger inside of her. One hand feeling the woman's breast, her lips smothering all over the woman's neck, face, and lips, and the other hand almost fiercely fingering the woman's pussy. "OOOH EVE!!!" Nemesis called out. "Ooooh don't stop! Please!!" Nemesis was frantically gyrating her hips, grinding them up hard to meet Eve's thrusts. Her passion overwhelming her to the extreme. Driving her mad with the lust that surged in her brain… She new at this moment that she must let herself have more of this woman that touched her as none other before… Before she felt her orgasm ridding up through her body faster and faster a soft Latin, almost Irish voice spoke into the room. "A wonderful show, no doubt." Nemesis looked in horror at the man's face. It was Khaymen. The man most came to know as The Dark Khaymen. Eve spoke in a mocking voice "You must be the great and powerful…" "Do not speak a name which isn't true to existence." Khaymen cut her off. "I've come to receive you, girl." He pointed to Eve. "By who's power,." Eve mocked him again. "By the power of Dahak." His voice stern and powerful. Eve spoke not another word as that name seized her mind. The name of the very dark God that caused Gabrielle much of her pain. The god that sent his daughter Hope, to murder the brother Eve never knew. The God that nearly ravaged the world. Two guards came in and grabbed Eve's arms away from Nemesis before pulling Eve to her feet… Then by Khaymen's orders, pulling her with them, behind Khaymen. "How…" Eve tried to speak. "How could you serve such a beast like that?" Khaymen stopped. "I serve the one who showed me the truth about my life. The hard painful truth about those who said they loved me." He then turned towards Eve with his accent seeming to darken. "I serve he who gave you to Xena." Eve's curiosity couldn't be mistaken. "Oh yes, Eve… as he had given Hope to Gabrielle. He gave you to Xena. This time with a more meaningful play in mind. A play of utter illusions of Heaven, Hell, Angels, Demons, Powers to Eli, Friendships with enemies, and life after life after life." He seemed to be enjoying his taste of words. "He even gave you Lucifer… whom Xena believed she sent to hell. When all truth is… Dahak IS Lucifer." "Why tell me all of this when… when…" Eve couldn't form the words when what she planned to say was making itself known in her head. "Oh, nothing to say… because mummy dearest is dead? She can't help you?" Khaymen laughed. "Oh how strange… Ra was able to end the feud between you and the Gods, but he was unable to stopped Xena from going to her death. Another great plan of the father of darkness." Eve was lost as to how she knew that her mother had died. How memories of leading Eli's people flooded her mind when Ra had come and stopped it all from happening. Even stopped Xena from killing the Gods. As she was pulled down the great wide hall of what had to be Khaymen's castle. She was stopped before a large wooden door. When it was opened, she found her long ago love Alissa, in the arms of three slave girls. When Alissa took notice of Eve's presence, she became angered at the first sight of her. Her eyes narrowing down hard on Eve… "I'll come back for you," Khaymen spoke. "When Alissa is done with you." With that… Khaymen and his guards too leave of Eve who stood in that very room where Alissa and her slaves dwelled. "Sit!" Alissa commanded. "I'll speak with you when I am finished." Alissa firmly pushed one of her slave girls' head into her pussy. Making the slave girl pleasure her mistress with her tongue. "Jasmine, China." Alissa breathed in the pleasure the slave was giving her. "Come!" The taller blonde haired slave girl named China came closer and knelt behind the salve who was using her tongue to bath Alissa's pussy, and begin to serve the slave as the slave served their mistress. The shorter dark haired Jasmine came over to Alissa and laid her lips upon her mistresses breasts. Eve's legs becoming weak as her sex became wet. But she was too afraid to attempt any kind of affection on the angry Alissa at this moment. "You bitch!" Alissa shouted to Eve. Moaning with pleasure in her anger. "You stupid little bitch… we could have… Ooooh GODS!… Ooooh. We could have been so wonderful together, but you only used me. Just as I use these woman." Alissa's hips were grinding up into the slaves face… "Oh… I found Jasmine in an Amazon camp a year ago. China was just a simple farm girl a few months ago when I found her… and took her from her home… This one…" Alissa's hands roamed through the slaves hair as her tongue worked her into an orgasm. "Amanda, was celebrating her wedding day when Khaymen's army came and destroyed most all of the village." Eve's heart breaking into blood and tears when she realized the monster she had created all those years ago. "FUCK!" Alissa cried out as she pushed her slaves away. "GET OUT!!!" She screamed out at them. They left in fear of the young woman's wrath. Not bothering to dress themselves as they ran out the big wooden door. Using a breathing method to calm herself, Alissa then turned to Eve. "They were not doing anything for me anyway. I can't cum when I'm thinking of them… It's only when you pop in my mind that I can cum. That lust for your blood rushing through my body… it's orgasmic." Eve was on the verge of tears. "I'm so sorry…" "SHUT UP!!!" Alissa screamed in with her seemingly red eyes glared at her. "Don't you ever say that to ME again." "But It's true… I lied when I said I didn't love you, because Alissa, I did and still do." Eve's tears were streaming from her eyes. "I wish every day that my life could come to an end because of what I'd done to you." "You certainly didn't care about me when you were fucking those two peasants like a harlot!" Alissa shot at her. Eve's mind then whirled back to Virgil and Sara. "Where are they?" "Your friends?" Alissa asked. "The man was beheaded. Virgil, as the woman called him." Eve's heart sank deep into her stomach. "And Sara?" she sobbed. "She was ravaged by three of Khaymen's soldiers… they were executed for what they did, but the woman… well… I would have loved to make her into one of my slaves, but she just jumped from the top of her tower when escaping the guards. She's dead too… too bad really." Eve was broken into a thousand pieces when she heard these words spoken. Alissa had truly become a heartless monster on the outside. What had she done to Alissa? "I only have you here because I have something I need to say to you." Alissa voice seemed to be breaking. As she placed her face in her hands. Eve was taken back when she realized that Alissa was crying into her hands… her breath heavy as she sobbed. "I…" Alissa chocked out. "I love you." Eve rose to embrace Alissa, but was thrown back by the hateful eyed crying woman's fist. Eve fell to the floor holding her face where a trail of blood came from a cut as Alissa's fist came at her. "And… I hate you." She said. Her heart no longer beating, so it seemed to her. Eve was now completely and utterly broken and alone. "GUARDS!" Alissa called out. Two guards entered the room and reached for Eve. One of the guards Eve recognized right away from years ago. It was Ace. "Ace… take her to Khaymen!" Alissa commanded. "Yes, Empress." He obeyed. Upon leaving… Ace alone dragging Eve down the hall to Khaymen's chambers… "You had to break her spirit didn't you?" Ace asked Eve. "What?" "You broke her spirit." He said. "I know… and it kills me." Eve replied. "I remember you well, Livia…. You were more than an Empress to me, more than a lover, but a true friend… and it pains me to do this to you. But I serve another Empress, another Lover now." "I understand." She said. "No, you don't." He stopped her. "I love her… I want her back in the worst way, and if I can help you… I want to fight Khaymen and bring Alissa back. Only you can do that now. What with Xena and Hercules gone. The only others are the Twin's and Nemesis that can help." "But Nemesis is weak," Eve said. "How can she help?" "There is a cure… I can get it. Then by sending word to Castor and Pollux, we can all join hands and finish Dahak for good. But only under one condition will I do this." "And that is?" eve asked. "You promise to never kill Alissa, but give your life if you have to, to bring her back into the heart she belonged to." He answered. "That's a promise I've made already." "Good…" Ace said. "See to it that you follow through." They began walking towards Khaymen's chambers again. The heat of the great hall building higher and higher. "What's going to happen to me?" Eve asked. Ace looked at her sympathetically. "I don't know." Ace and Eve came to a larger door made of stone that opened without any hands before them. Eve watched in amazement as the room that seemed as big as the world opened up to her. It was poorly lit, and had a throne in the far end of it. Ace left Eve standing there alone as he took his leave of the entire room. The door mystically closing behind him. "Khaymen." Eve spoke. "DO NOT…" A loud accent of a voice said to her. "Call me by a name which has no existence with me." "Then what do I call you?" Eve asked him. "Call me by my true name…" "And what is it?" She asked him. "Tell me the name of the boy who named you, Eve." Eve gasped and her mind went blank. Her heart stopping as she realized whom she was speaking to. She knew the name of the man they called The Dark Khaymen. She knew who he was to her and where he stood in her past. But it was possible… not… "Solan?" * * * * * To be continued in "The Dark Face of the Past" Part III The Dark Face of the Past Ch. 3 "You're too slow, brother!" Castor roared in victory as his sword crashed down upon his twin brothers in a hard blow. "Speak for yourself, butter ball." Pollux answer as he spun crouched around, bringing his foot in a sweep to the back of his twin brothers legs bringing him down to the floor. "Damn it!" Castor swore as his whole body shook the ground. The Heavenly Twins often had their short little practice battles and of course, enjoyed them immensely. Both Castor and Pollux would choose an event of sport other than the ones they were the best at… such as Castor was a champion Boxer, Pollux himself was a champion wrestler. They had even taken to the enjoyment of creating the first ever professional wrestling campaign. No one had ever seen anything like it before… men who would decide the winner and loser before hand. Practice what they plan to do inside of the match, before carrying on into a form of acting to where best friends would play rivals. The brothers even gave their campaign a name, "Olympic Wrestling Alliance." They often took to the enjoyment of the ladies that came to bed them after a long hard night of sportsmanship. Sitting in the far corner of the Garden to the home Castor had built for himself and his wife when they decided to no longer reign on Olympus, were Castor's and Pollux's wives. One a former Amazon whom gained immortality when she met Castor and became his wife, Gwena. Pollux's wife Rhea, an Asian born woman sat beside her sister as the twins battled to their extreme. They were on the brink of deciding a champion when a messenger friend of theirs who served their even greater friend Ace came running to them. They were filled with joy to see their friend until they found him bleeding and scarred as he came running to his near death just to reach them with whatever message Ace had sent. * * * * * "Ooooh Gods!" Alissa groaned as she wrapped her legs around the guard who once served Livia, Empress to Rome. Ace was between her legs, with his prick buried deep inside of her as their bodies slowly and gently gyrated together. "Mmmmmm." She moaned quietly… He held her breasts in his hands as he fed her lust deeper and deeper in strokes. Diving between her open thighs with slow wanton vigor. His hands began roaming down her naked body, feeling her flesh with his fingers. Falling into that deep desire for her that he had developed years ago when Livia had dominated her. "OH YESS!" She hissed loudly. "Oh, yes… she's gonna pay!" "Wha… what?" He was panting. "Livia! That Bitch of Rome!!!" Alissa roared. "What do you mean?" Ace stopped what he was doing and looked down at the beautiful blonde below him. "I mean, Khaymen's spy found her and tonight, we will march onto her and finally let that whore pay for the evil she has done." Alissa was already going wild inside with the memories of the sexual play they had together, and with her lustful hate boiling over, and her lovers cock inside of her pussy, she was far too inside to let go. "He actually found her?" Ace asked. "OH YES!!!!!!" Alissa cried out as her orgasm shot through her. "YESSSSS!!!" Convulsing up at her lovers prick she held tightly against him, as her cum shook her body into a frantic shiver. Panting heavily against him as her pussy squeezed at him hard like a vice, holding on for dear life. * * * * * "Yes…" she sighed. "He found her, and now… she's gonna pay for what she's done." Alissa murmured to herself. "What she's done… to me." * * * * * "Solan?" Eve's voice weak. She knew he was telling the truth inside, but on the surface, she wanted to believe that this man was lying to her. That he was feeding her nothing but simple lies about her older brother, whom died years before her own birth. "It can't be." She said. "Not you… of all people… not my… my brother?" "Oh yes." He said. "Your own brother. The one who named you. The one who watched as Dahak played the strings on our mother and impregnated her with you. His second daughter, his third child of darkness. You had become a disappointment to him when you tried to turn to the way of GOODNESS." Solan stood from his throne and walked towards the window of his palace and let his eyes trail to the outside world behind his unholy walls. The walls were his evil was kept in place by his master of darkness. "When I found Alissa, I almost ended her life, you know." He placed his hands upon the window sill. "Then I found her heart was in hatred towards you. I knew I had to take advantage of that. Can you blame me? She was a beautiful, broken, hate filled, young girl. Who would become commander of my army, ruler of a third of my kingdom promised by Dahak. In future time, she will also become mother to my child… yes… MOTHER to my CHILD." Eve focused on her brother. Questioning every part of him. He was much too young to be her older brother. He looked not any older than a young man of eighteen years. He was young, smooth, firm, with that innocence in his form. "You look at me as if something is not quite right with me." He said. "Is it that fact that I'm too perfect in appearance?" Eve gave a questioning glance at him. "Yes…" he laughed. "Yes… I can just barely hear your thoughts at times. I've heard those thoughts and there is a simple answer to the entire thing if you want it." "Yes. I want it." Eve responded. "I am a Saint of Hell." He answered her. "Those such as I am. Saints of Hell, are much like the Olympians. Very powerful, very strong. Hard to kill, but easy to find. We unlike the Gjinn, do not hide behind the mask of goodness and love to do our evil. We, the ultimate evil stand right up front and give it all." Gabrielle had told her stories about Najara and her Gjinn, but never thought about them much until this very moment. "Everything connects Eve. Everything. Weather we know it or not, it does." Solan spoke as he turned his head towards her. His almost glowing blue eyes staring into his half sisters. "Just like the children of the Genesis. Adam and Eve… their many children bore children together, and together, until the tree made many seeds to be planted elsewhere for many others lines to connect to themselves, separating our blood and lives, but all the same, making us all world wide, family in a sense, you might say." He walked slowly towards Eve. "Everyone we've known, or our mother, grandmother, fathers, sisters, brothers, cousins, friends… everyone and everything they've known connects to us and this very day, Eve. All because Dahak wanted his revenge." "On our mother?" Eve asked. Solan let out a roaring laugh that seem to shake the great palace walls. His head tilting backwards as his voice rose on through the night sky. "No." he calmed. "His revenge upon light and good. You wouldn't understand it because you've never known true betrayal like our mother, my father, myself have felt. Or Alissa for that matter. You turned on all goodness and became a ruthless bitch without any inspiration, so it seems. You just wanted to have fun." As if on cue, four soldiers, armed to the teeth came into the great room of the palace. Their swords drawn on Eve as they came closer. "Now… if you desire to live. Face them, kill them, win." Solan told her. "No…" Eve said. "I am a child of Eli…" She cut herself off. "Oh…" Solan mocked her. "A child of Eli. Hmmm, a child of my masters creation." Eve began feeling her blood rush hot through her body as her brother spoke. No longer knowing who or what was real. She simply glared off at the soldiers and crouched down in a squat before leaping high in the air, brining herself into a flying front, one legged drop kick into one of her brothers soldiers. The soldier sprawled down hard losing his sword to the ground. Where Eve could reach for it and take her weapon into hand. She then thrust her sword in a round slice back behind her as the second soldier came up to her. His sword and hers both colliding with a loud clang and spark. She reached for the dagger in his belt and hurled it at the third soldier coming for them. The dagger imbedded itself in the man's chest, throwing him back first to the floor, to be left dead. The first soldier reached for a battle ax and he and the fourth both came on charge towards Eve. In a quick movement, she thrust her foot into the second soldiers gut, pumping him back, so that she can have room to throw herself into the air and behind the two soldiers in a back flip. Landing right behind them, one came around with his sword, but Eve jumped high over it bringing her sword down into the back of the fourth soldier, rendering him dead. As she pulled her sword from the dead soldiers back, she whirled around quickly, slicing the blade across the chest of the first soldier. Dropping him lifeless to the ground… The second soldier came head on to her. Their swords clanging hard with sparks flying from the steal blades. They parried and thrust at one another from all directions before Eve managed to drop her sword and wrap his arm with hers, pulling it clean out of the socket before grasping him by the neck and in a quick rabid motion, breaking it with a loud snap. There by killing the final soldier in the pack that came after her. Her brothers clapping drawn out in the hall as she stared down at the dead she had produced. Knowing then that she had taken back her way as a warrior. All on account of her half brother, Solan. The Dark Khaymen. "Guards." He called, and eight of them entered the room. "Escort this woman back to her prison with Nemesis." Eve allowed herself to be taken… she secretly craved to be alone, even if with Nemesis. She needed something to block the pain of these last few hours from her mind. Who better than the woman she had seduced earlier this night. "EVE!" Nemesis cried out in joy. "You're alive!" Weakly, the Goddess of Justice came closer to her new friend, in an almost failed effort to take Eve in her arms. Eve reached down and excepted the woman into her arms. Warmer than before, she realized that she had left Nemesis alone with her passion burning up to the point that the poor woman had to satisfy herself. "Here." Eve said sweetly. "Let me." Nemesis lay back as Eve rested her head between the Goddesses legs. Letting silent tears stream from her eyes, at the events which passed. Her tongue extending into the folds of this beautiful woman's lower lips. Tasting the juices that seeped from her opening over the time Eve had been gone from the room, after bringing the poor girl near an orgasm. Nemesis arched her back, then pushed her sex into Eve's mouth, letting the new warrior princess take charge of her lust. Eve sighed inside of Nemesis, her hot breath sending a shiver through the Goddesses body. Her moans coming louder and louder in the chamber, as Eve ate away at her hot warm pussy… her silent sobs unheard as she let her mind rest on her brother, Alissa, and what was to come. She kept them silent so that she may at least allow one last night of enjoyment and passion course through and through before what could possibly be her last. * * * * * "Ace." Solan spoke as his number one guard came marching into the royal room as ordered by his master. "Your command, Lord Khaymen." Ace spoke. "My Infinity Watch has found your messenger." He said. "Lord Khaymen?" "They found him with a message in his pocket for the twins, Castor and Pollux." Solan walked smoothly towards Ace. "Does this little message belong to you.?" Solan held up a scroll that had Ace's seal upon it, rising it above a candle flame, where it would catch fire and begin to slowly burn up. "Choose your words wisely, ACE." He mocked him. "For I've read the note and know all you've been planning to do." "My lord, I…" Ace stammered. "You dared yourself to betray me…" Solan said. The great doors came open as Alissa stepped inside. Her lover stood before Solan, his face white and pale with fear. "Lord Khaymen, you…" she began. "Yes…" He stopped her. "I called for you… please… be seated." He held his hand towards a chair beside the throne. "This will only be a moment." "Lord Khaymen… I don't… I mean I…" Ace was unable to speak words to this fiend for he knew his time was up. "YOU betrayed ME…" Solan growled. In that instant, Ace felt a blade penetrate his gut and looked below. Finding his master driving his long bastard sword through him. The dark evil design of a handle coming closer as the blade went further inside. Alissa mind screaming out, she could only in the future thank the Gods that she could block her thoughts from Khaymen. She watched in horror as her lover was run through by the dark force that commanded her. The man she had shared these last years of her life with, and now his life was coming slowly to an end. Castor… Pollux… Ace's mind called out. Do it! Then his world was black and no more as his body fell to the floor by Khaymen's blade pulling away from it. "Alissa!" Solan spoke. "Ye…yes!" she stammered. "Make the preparations for MUSE." He said. "MUSE, Lord Khaymen?" "Yes… I will personally face an opponent tomorrow in the great circle." He wiped the blood from his blade and then with a fierce cry from the steel it was re-sheathed. "And…" Alissa cleared her throat to keep from crying out. "Who will be your opponent my Lord and Dark Savior?" Solan always laughed when he heard those words from his Amazon beauty… Lord and Dark Savior… the name rang in his ears over and over. "Eve." * * * * * Alissa walked through the great hall, holding herself as her tears fell hot and heavy from her face… though she had not grown to love the man like she had Livia… she still did love him and it drove her mind mad with grief, grief she had to hide. It's all her fault! That Bitch. Her mind yelled. Ace was dead, and Livia had broken him too. It was all her fault… but still. She'd rather now that Khaymen died before Livia. He had become cruel and murdered her lover and friend. But all in all, that was something she could not do… Her mind wondered into a memory. * * * * * "Oooooh Livia!!!" She squealed as her mistress held her head between her legs. She watched as Livia's tongue ran firmly in and out of her pussy. Livia's hot breath ragged and in grunts as Ace stood behind her, with his cock wedged firmly in her pussy. "Fuck her, Ace… fuck her good!" Alissa was grunting hard in delight as the three lovers consummated their fiendish union together. She had earlier taken Ace's cock in her pussy with a hard long pounding that drove her wild… and as much as she loved it, she also loved having Livia between her legs, abusing her poor little pussy with her fingers and her tongue. Livia was grunting hard with every fierce pounding from Ace's cock driving deep and hard into her pussy from behind. The feeling of the big hard tube of man meat fucking her senselessly. Alissa laughing… looked at the picture of her lovers fucking. "We are so depraved." "Mmmmm yeah! And I LOVE IT!!!" Livia Roared… "Oh Gods! Fuck me harder!!!" She screamed back at the dark haired guard fucking her from behind. "Mmmmm Livia… his cock looks sooo good going in and out of. I wanna taste it with your juices… I wanna taste it sooo bad!" Giving into the pleading of Alissa, Livia had Ace pull his cock from her pussy and the two woman stood before him. Their mouths in unison, working over his long hard shaft. Milking him as they enjoyed the dirty, sexy, wet taste of Livia's juices on his prick. At the head of his cock, Livia and Alissa would attempt to kiss and thrust their tongues at each others mouths while his prick stayed in their mouths, before moving down the length again. Double sucking their well hung guard for all he was worth… enjoying the nasty things they would do to each other and other people… "Oh Gods!" Ace moaned. "I'm gonna cum!" Both woman frantically moved faster in their suckling, trying desperately to milk that cum from his balls. Both craving the taste of his cum… Squealing as it shoot out, hot and sticky over their faces… * * * * * "Mmmmm" They both moaned together… licking his cum off of each others lips and faces before engaging in a passionate embrace with their lips… savoring his juices and their own. The Dark Face of the Past Ch. 4 Eve lay in the arms of Nemesis. The Justice Goddess whom was betrayed by words of love much earlier in time, by Eve's only brother, Solan. The sun had risen just a short few hours prior to this moment and Eve waiting in fearful anticipation for the time to come when she and her brother would face one another in the great coliseum dubbed MUSE. The time when she would have to attempt what Hercules had failed to do years ago. "Now wait a minute!" A charismatic male voice said on the other side of the door. "I'll have you know I've never…" "Will you just shut UP!" The guard Eve had grown used to growled at the voice. The door to the prison cell opened and a mildly tall dark haired man entered the room. His face clean of any beard or mustache. His jaw set pointed and hard… He had this cocky persona about him that could be seen from afar. "How do ya do, ladies?" He asked Eve and the now waking Nemesis. "The name's Magnus, son of the great Autolycus, also known as the kind of thieves." Eve knew right on that moment that she didn't think much of him. He was too proud and too rambunctious of a man to really have much respect for. The way he stood there with his cocky face and "I'm-so-perfect" attitude. "Say ah, any you ladies ever by chance had the pleasure of meeting me?" He asked. Both just looked at him with raised eyes and thought part of them wanted to laugh at him in general. They were both still in deep despair from the fight made earlier delivered by Alissa herself. * * * * * Grunting sounds were heard in Alissa's bed chamber as she lay in her bed, staring up into the ceiling as one of the guards roughly pumped his prick away inside of her. Alissa had fallen into a silent melancholy since her friend and lover, Ace had been murdered by Khaymen. Executed so to speak for betraying him… Her heart was set on blame for Eve. That bitch that played with her heart so many years ago. Though her heart still burned to love Eve, her pain increased with every thought of the day Eve had turned her away. Alissa let out a groan as her back arched. The guard she let into her chamber that night was nearing his orgasm inside of her. His prick stabbing into her womb with every trust he made within. Though she felt a little pleasure from this assault, but her mind and heart were far too occupied to allow any real pleasure to come from this sexual intrigue. All on account of Eve coming back into Alissa's life uninvited. As far as Alissa was concerned, Ace's death was on Eve's head… weather or not she was personally involved or not. "Oh yeah! Oh goodness! OH My!!!" The pathetic guard groaned as he felt his orgasm burn its way through his loins. "Don't fucking let it go inside of me." Alissa warned with a stern voice. "Oh, oh yeah!" The guard mumbled as he pulled out his prick and began stroking it above her. "What the hell are you doing?" She asked. "I'm just… I'm just gonna." "You were gonna shoot it on me weren't you?" She glared. "Get the fuck off of me!" She pushed him aside and stood up. Her body gleaming with sweat in the sunlight. "Get the hell out of here." She scowled him. "But… I haven't… well… ya know." The guard was still holding himself in his hand looking up pleadingly at her. "Go shoot it off in your room or something… why the fuck should I allow you to get my things dirty you disgusting pervert!" She grabbed his arm and pushed him out of her chamber door before slamming it in his face. With her mind preoccupied with today's events to come and the friends and lovers long and gone… she was unable to enjoy one of the many activities she loved the most. Goddamn you, Eve. * * * * * "So The Dark Khaymen is your brother?" Magnus asked. "Yes." Eve replied. "… and he's going to fight you today in MUSE?" "That's right." "No offense sister, but don't you think you both are taking your sibling rivalry a little too far for good taste?" She looked sternly at the thief and then her eyes trailed over to Nemesis who sat at the corner of the prison wall and held her head in her lap, pale and unhealthy she seemed as she shivered all by her lonesome. "Nemesis?" Eve called. "Are you alright?" She shook her head and remained silent with the exception of her heavy breathing, as she trembled like a frightened animal. Eve moved towards Nemesis, gently and lovingly. Placing her arm around the Goddesses shoulder and holding her close. She could feel the cold coming off of Nemesis, like placing her fingers upon the ice in the snow. The goddess was sicker than before, all on account of her brother's evil. "His blood?" Magnus asked. "Hmm?" Eve looked up at him. "You said his blood was like a poison… is it making her worse?" "Yes… yes it is." Eve used her hands to bring warmth into Nemesis's body, by rubbing her shoulders firmly. "Eve?" She asked weakly. "Yes, Nemi?" {A pet name she had developed the night before…} "What is it?" The Goddess let out a strong cough and rested her body against Eve's while brining her lips to Eve's ear to whisper into them. Magnus only hearing a short whistle of voice in the distance he stood… "Magnus?" Eve asked in his direction. "Could you please give us some privacy?" Looking around… "Oh yeah, and you know, I'll do you one better. I'll sprout wings and fly out of this place… hello! There is no place for me to go, hence, no privacy." "Then can you please use the beds to form some way for us?" She asked. "Now how the hell…?" He looked at the five beds in the large prison cell and working to be a nice guy… he arranged them into a little pen in the far corner of the room. "Thank you." Eve said. She laid her blanket and Nemesis's in that pen and bringing the weak Goddess along… laid her inside. Leaving Magnus to sit in a corner on the far other side, leaving the two women to be alone in their private pen. "Are you sure about this, Nemi?" Eve asked her. "Please?…" Nemesis coughed to clear her throat. "I want to feel you once more, just once before anything happens." "Alright…" Eve said as her hands rested on the smooth milk flesh of Nemesis's thighs. In a firm messaging matter, they rubbed into the muscles higher and higher until her finger tips had disappeared into Nemesis's gold skirt. "Lay back, love." Nemesis leaned back until she was staring up into the air. Her eyes settled on a peculiar crack in the ceiling that looked like mount Olympus, obviously carved in by another inmate some time ago… her mind drifting to her home… the home she missed so very much. Then to the baby that grew within her. The baby that she knew would not carry on to live… Khaymen did not truly understand his blood. She arched her back and let out a squealing moan as she felt her sex penetrated by the warm familiar tongue of her lover Eve. Her eyes crossing themselves as she gave into the pleasure she had grown to crave in the last couple of days passed. The feeling of her juices escaping into the warm gently but passionate touch of Eve's lovely tongue. "Ohhhh Eve." She moaned softly… running her hands through Eve's dark hair. Raising her hips slightly upward to her lovers mouth to intake as much of the last ride of pleasure she could possibly stand. Her orgasm coming steady and smooth. Rushing through her like a raging blood between the slopes of two tall hills. Hitting it's destination with full force as her breathing became more and more ragged and seemed to exist only in breathless gasps. Her body trembling as her skin let go of sheet after thin sheet of sweat. Her heart pounding like a war drum faster and faster… she was losing herself, into her lovers touch. * * * * * The crowds let their roaring cheer overtake the great coliseum as the first name was said. The name of Eve, the challenger for their master and ruler over this small but powerful and mystical land that reigned on the outskirts of Greece. "Children of Endiria!" The loud announcing voice came in. "The woman who will face our beloved prince of the dark power… EEEEEEEVVVVEEEEE!!!!" Eve stepped out into the coliseum with her broken heart bled dry from the lives she has had to watch disapear. Unknowing weather or not her beloved Nemesis still lived or not… for she could not read the life signs of a Goddess. But no breath came, no heart beat, only a cold body that lay before her just minutes after they had made love a final time. She held the sword of the soldier she had stolen it from in her small battle in her brothers throne room. The once told to be kind and noble child, grown into the fierce beast that would stand before her this day… with his sword drawn and ready to steal away at her very life. The roar of laughter and the joyfully entertained came on strong over the masses. Eve could scarcely hear her own breathing. But the beat of her heart was unmistakably fast. Her pores opening wide to less loose the flush of sweat that came through her nervousness, her fear. The simple knowing of the fact that today… someone was destined to lose their life. She looked upon the great stand where the throne was seated. Next to it were three chairs on either side. Six bodies inhabited them. They must have been The Six Jackals that Nemesis had mentioned. Six fiercely trained warriors in Khaymen's services. Ready to draw their swords upon any who dared to oppose him. One of the six was Alissa. The dark leader of Khaymen's armies. The woman who bore nothing but hate towards the warrior woman. Oh, how Eve's soul bruised inside when she looked upon her long ago love of years passed. What had she done to her? Why had she been so cruel. The loud announcers voice came over the great masses again and this time with their complete silence until the final word spoken… the voice said. "And now, with your appreciation and with you utter anticipation, the Lord of our lords. The Duke of the sinister hells of Dahak, the one and only king of Endiria, The man who bleeds the blood of the Gods. The dark force that leads us all to paradise, utopia, VICTORY!!!" The crowds made a roar of cheers and applause. "KHAYYYYYYMENNN!!!!!" The masses stood tall as their dark leader stepped forth to receive their love and gratitude. Their everlasting devotion. The masses stood proud at the entrance of the man they would come to eventually call their God. Solan Khaymen stepped forth unto the platform that lead way to the great circle where the masses would pledge themselves as he drew the blood of his enemy. His sister, the daughter of his beloved God Dahak. How the jealousy burning in his blood… he once had love for his real father… but developed an appreciation and devotion to a father much more powerful. "Khaymen, Khaymen, Khaymen, Khaymen, Khaymen!" The chant rose higher and higher through the blue sky as the masses adored the presence of their great ruler. "Said your final farewells, Eve?" Solan asked as he received his large bastard sword. Darker than his own persona. The handle shaped in the fashion of a snake and a flame, with a symbol in the bottom of the steel where the blade met to handle. It was a symbol that much resembled a dripping moon of blood. "Say your own." Eve spoke with forced enthusiasm. "I'll save my breath for a better fight in a better place." "Have at your own, sister." Solan Khaymen cackled. "Remember, should you succeed and kill me. I'll fallow you in your dreams." "You've only begun to plague my nightmares, Solan." Eve raised her sword to the match of her half brothers stance. "No day like today to die." Solan mused as he took his stance. "No day of light has passed since the day I died." She whirled her sword as she began to circle her brother. "I'll never die again… I've died many times already." "Do you care that Alissa will die?" Solan asked in utter amusement. "Yes!" He jeered at his sisters pale intake. "Now that I've killed her soul with your help of course. I'll simply let her bare my child, and when my son his born. She will die… by the blade I'm about to use to send you first to the here after." "Enough!" Eve cried out. "No more talk! I've had enough!!!" "YES!!" Solan cried out. In a mighty blow with a firy spark flying high, their blades met in a hard clash of steel. Their swords crossed for the first time. Eve whirled around and brought her sword right, with Solan of course to bring his own sword pointing downward on the right side of his body, blocking his sisters blade in the perfect time as it came hard. Solan hooked his foot behind her ankle and pulled quick, bringing her down with a full steady force. Letting the back of her had bang against the ground, leaving her world spinning right before her very eyes before Solan would bring his blade straight down. In her luck stricken fever, she kicked her foot out high into his shoulder, causing him to slice his sword off too far until it thrust into the soil ground. "Very good!" He cackled. Eve rose her legs high and suddenly kicked them out to bring herself up in a quick stance, with her sword in her hand. She then raised her blade quickly over head and in an attempt to bring it down on his neck as he pulled roughly at his own sword to dislodge it from the ground. She barely got close enough to bring off his head, but her blade went straight down into his back, thrusting all the way through and out his gut. He let out a loud roar of pain as the blade lodged itself inside of him. Letting his sister feel a moments shred of victory as to believe she had slain him, he stayed low and bowed in silence. "Solan." Eve said. "Nope…" He looked up at her as if no pain had ever touched him. "I don't think I like this game much anymore." With that, he thrust his fist into his sisters jaw, throwing her back to the ground. Eve stumbling hard with her blood rushing from within her mouth as she felt one of her back upper teeth rip clean of the socket and scrap the flesh from within. She cried out only in a split second with his attack, until he was up again. Her blade pulled from his back and dropped to the ground with his own. He simply looked down at his sister and stared at her for a short pause before crushing his foot down on her stomach. Bringing an audible crunch from within her rib cage. Alissa looked on in horror as she saw Eve succumb to her brothers cruel blows from his fist and foot before he raised his leg high and let his heel come down on her shoulder, breaking it clean out of the socket… bringing a loud cry from her. Alissa covered her mouth quickly to conceal a cry of her own as she watched in utter horror at the beating being administered to her love… her love. There was no denying it… as angry as she was. Her heart beat down her chest to tell her that she was still in love with Livia… no… Eve… the woman who she belonged to and she could not just sit and watch as her beloved was brutally beaten by Khaymen. Solan stood back and came down hard in a fast ridge hand on the back of Eve's shoulder blades. Thrusting the beaten woman back down to the earth. "Weak! You're WEAK!" He snarled… "Brother…" Eve was weakened in her voice. "please…" Alissa rose up and stood high calling out to her master… Her own voice amplifying the entire arena, taking in the ears of those who listened. "KHAYMEN!!!" She screamed. Solan, taking one last hit against his sisters face, drawing blood from above her right eye. Throwing her to beaten unconsciousness, looked up at the woman who called his Saint-hood name. He looked up at Alissa, who stood with her lips trembling out silent words. He knew right then what she meant to say… His lips curved in a devious smile as his cackling laughter rose high in the stadium. His amusement made when he realized the love that still bubbled between his sister and Alissa. He crouched down to his barely alive sister and resting his lips near her ear, he whispered in his evil obnoxious tone. "The love that boils will die in it's families flames." He said, then gently pursed his lips against her cheek before calling his guards to receive her. Before they left, he stared up at Alissa, who stood watching as he whispered something into the guards ear. She felt it then that he had a plot against her and was about to use it… weather or not it be her death, she'd be ready to receive. Just so long as her love may be in her arms just once again. Her fate was sealed. * * * * * Alissa stood in the center of her masters bed chamber. Her skin cold with the air that seemed to breath death upon her. "Woman is strange." Said the dark voice of Khaymen. "She loves, she hates, she hates, and she loves." He stepped behind the former leader of his armies. "She can do most anything… she can love and hate all at once. She is her mothers double and she is the heart of God." "Do whatever you want with me… but just do it." She spoke flatly to him. "I'll let you have my sister…" He rested his hands upon her shoulders. "I'll even take you to her personally." She looked questioningly at him. Waiting for his sudden burst of condition, but there was none, he simply smiled and strolled lightly to his chair. The velvet chair that was seated next to his bed… He sat distinguishably and folded his hands in his lap, looking at the young blonde. "Have you ever heard the legend of witch Gods?" He asked her. She gently shook her head and he continued. "They are born from the saints of hell. Though nobody even knows it. Wicca was born the same as I was… Eve, she was suppose to be one herself. Of course, by all standards, she failed to pass. A witch God must have a child. Believe it or not, two children. A daughter, and a son. Two whom in which will breed together and take the blood line to another straight, head on adventure!" He cackled. "Without these two… a witch God cannot be formed from a chosen Saint." He stared bright eyed at her. Alissa noticed a slight change in the color. "A witch god must give a daughter to a woman whom he has seduced from good and betrayed. His son must come from a woman whom he has ravaged and broken. I will already have my daughter yet… but my son is yet to come." As the lightening flashed by, Alissa eyes locked upon Khaymen's, knowing exactly what he was coming to. She knew that she was going to be raped by this man. "My son…" Solan rose from his chair and walked slowly over to Alissa. "His name shall be… Shangrala…" He made an animal roar as he seized Alissa in his grasp. The girl trembling with fear as she beheld his eyes becoming orbs of red glare. His teeth pointing straight into four sharp fangs, two above and two below. His nails growing longer and sharper as his grip came painfully tighter. "YOU BETRAYED ME!!!!" He roared as his fist reared back and came over, thrusting itself across her face. Throwing Alissa down unto his bed. She cried out in horror as his body landed above hers. His cloths burning away from his body as his hands grasped her breast. He was feeding his lust with her pain and torment. Alissa felt a sudden shock of fire thrust into her sex as his member gained entrance into her womb. Driving deeper and harder… She felt his passion as it rose from within… his grunts and groans coming out like growls from a rabid wolf as he devoured her body. His tongue lavishing over her throat as her cries filled the room… her body shaking and pumping on the bed as his prick thrust deeper and harder inside of her… Her hands grasped the board behind his bed as she felt the fire of his semen. His hips brutally grinding into hers… feeding her womb with his seed. "You now belong to me!" He snarled down at her. Her sobs filling the chamber as she tried to hold herself… no avail as he ripped her cloths from her body and commenced to ravage her. Craving her body for his own, to let his seed explode enough to ensure a child will come. The Dark Face of the Past Ch. 4 He drifted into another world as he cock drifted between her legs. * * * * * Eve was slowly coming out of her deep sleep into a world of pain… her sight barely visiable as she attempted to view the large room. She looked over and found Magnus standing next to a tree stump. With Nemesis lying on a bed of what looked like wool to Eve's blurring vision. She frantically looked around to survey the fact that they were no longer in the prison walls. They were in woods… alone… with another blurry figure. "Shhh" a soothing female's voice said. "It's alright… Magnus helped us escaped last night after the match." "Who?…" Eve's voice was far too weak to make out any sound. "Where…?" "We are miles away from Endiria." Magnus spoke. "This woman killed a few guards to help us get away… I may have picked the lock, but she did the work." "But who are…?" Eve was still barely able to make much sense but the woman knew right away what she was saying. "It's me, Livia… It's Alissa." The woman said. Eve strained to see better and beheld the beautiful face of her first and one true love in the world. It truly was Alissa… "Alissa?" She asked. "I'm here my love." * * * * * To be continued in the final chapter… "The Dark Face of the Past" Part V. The Dark Face of the Past Ch. 5 "I'm here my love." Were the last words Eve heard before drifting back into her dreamless sleep. Her warmth building higher as her love held her in the night. Alissa's whole mind and heart driving her in different directions, but she would stay where she was this moment on. For she knew beyond shadow of reasonable doubt, that this woman was in fact, through heaven or hell, her one true love, her only soul mate. When Khaymen had finished raping her. He had his personal guard escort her to the prison cell where Eve, Magnus, and Nemesis were. Inside the cell, she and Magnus had devised a plan of escape. He used his skill inherited by his father to pick the locks. Outside, Alissa had personally taken the life of the six guards that stood at the watch. Savoring every drop of blood she spilt from her former masters guards. It had been a hard chore, seeing as they had to carry the justice Goddess and Eve the entire way, but none the less, they had escaped with their lives. Three days they traveled with Eve and Nemesis unable to move themselves. But the work was worth it to get as far from Dahak Kingdom as possible. "So, where are we going?" Magnus asked Alissa. "I don't know." She answered. "You, uh,... hem... you don't know?" "That's right..." She looked on Eve as she lay in the long stretch made to carry her and Nemesis. "I just think it'd be best to get as far away as we can." "I like that plan... but um... What about that guy, Khaymen?" He was fidgeting at his own mention of the dark ones name. "What about him?" "Well, shouldn't we try to come up with a plan to stop him?" Magnus asked. "I'd sooner we were gone and away for good." Alissa stated. "I thought we were suppose to be the hero's here." Magnus was already on Alissa's nerves. "I figured we were suppose to play the role of the good guys against bad guys. Certainly there is something we could do, right?" "LOOK!" Alissa stopped and stared up at him. "Other hero's have tried and failed to defeat Dahak and Khaymen. Hercules ring a bell in that small head of yours?..." she saw the hurt look in his eyes. "Besides, they had two other Gods on their sides... The odds are too far against our favor. The only way to come close with defeating them is by some outstanding force out there helping us, and looking around, we lack the later." "What will we do with Eve and Nemesis?" He asked changing the subject. "Heal them to the best of our abilities and hope for a miracle." She answered. Castor and Pollux had received word of their friends death and it sent them to a fierce rage and lust for vengeance, but by the earlier message they were sent by their friend was telling them that they'd need more help than just few. "Loki! That bastard!" Pollux growled. "He and Seth both..." Castor in equal anger. "What were they thinking? The great scrolls of the fates told all families of Gods of the time when we could come to war. Those two sons of bitches knew this would do it. When at least one member of each family would join the darkest force alive..." "At least no Olympians have joined." Pollux added. "None that we know of personally. So what's to say it hasn't already happened?" Castor took out his sword and fiddled with it. "Perhaps Ares, or even Dawn... anybody could have." "I doubt that very much." Pollux said. "The question right now is, who the hell is going to help us face this man that can poison our blood with his own?" Castor looked around himself at their surroundings. "I have an idea!" "What is it?" Asked Pollux. "I can't say... the winds have ears... But just fallow me..." Castor lead his brother north towards Olympus. "Will this idea work?" Pollux questioned. "It might... if given the right people to make it so." Castor stopped and looked around him... when done looking for a moment, he and Pollux moved faster through the woods unto their destination. "It must be good if you're this paranoid." Pollux mused. "Oh yeah!" Castor cried out. "It is defiantly a GOOD idea! The best idea... hell, the only idea..." The twins laughed and carried on in their direction... Eve awoke late in the next, her body warmed by the blazing fire, and a familiar feeling she hadn't felt in what seemed to be ages. Alissa's lips trembling with burning lust, puckering in various area's of Eve's flesh. "Mmmmmm" she moaned as she took her pleasure in Alissa's soothing lips. Though little pain still surged through her body... she was more than satisfied to succumb to Alissa's healing touch. The pure pleasure of feeling her lips touching her bare flesh. Teasing her sexual tension to the maximum point. "I've missed you so much, it hurt." Eve said weakly, then making a little laugh. "Literally it did hurt a lot." Alissa looked up into her lovers eyes and smiled. Her heart arming as Eve's smooth and gently hand reached down to caresses Alissa's hair. The two women locked in their eyes as their hearts seemed to speak to one another from an unknown place. The hot blood rushing through their veins as they beheld one another. "I love you, Livia." Alissa scooted up a little and held the woman in her arms. "... but I still have so much hate for you." Eve's eyes lowering as the sadness began to return. The love alone should be worth the retribution she'd face. But Alissa's hate was the one she did not want to take. "Why did you hurt me like that?" Alissa asked her. "Why didn't you love me and let me love you the way we were meant to?" "Because I was cold..." Eve answered. "I was cold and hateful. I was stupid and prideful. I was evil and spiteful.. I was Livia." "You are Livia." Alissa said. "My name is Eve." Eve stroked her lovers face. "My name has always been Eve, since my birth, but I let Livia take me somewhere I should not have gone." "That will take some getting use to." Alissa commented. "What will?" "Seeing you as a wondering heroine instead of a ruthless Empress." Alissa kissed Eve's shoulder, gently and lovingly moving up Eve's neck. "calling you Eve. My love, Eve. How I love to love my one and only Eve." Both of the women lost themselves in a trail of moans and near silent whimpers as their lips and hands explored each others bodies for the first time in years past. "Ohhhh Eve..." Alissa moaned as she felt Eve's fingers slowly gain entrance into her sex from under her skirt. Lifting her hips slightly push forward to except the wonderful intrusion. Eve's lips encircling Alissa's left nipple. Sucking it firmly while she massaged that same breast firmly in her free hand. She brought a loud groan from the beautiful woman as her hands and lips did their lustful deed. "Mmmmm oh Eve." Alissa was shaking and trembling as the cold of the air turned to heat in Eve's touch. "Mmmmmm yeah." Eve rose up and slowly removed her sari. Revealing herself once again, after years passed, to the woman who's desire burned to feel her there for so long. Her breast free of their casing and open to Alissa's touch. Her body no longer wrapped in cloth any longer as she lowered herself upon Alissa... their bodies rubbing together passionately. Their mouths playing the tune desire. Their tongues entwining in their panting groans, seeming to be frantic for the air of one another lungs as they held tightly in their glow. "Love me, Eve." Alissa whimpered and panted. "Love me... love me... oh Gods!!! Oh my..." Her words cut off by Eve's lips in their return. Alissa's knee was now between Eve's legs, as one of Eve's own knees were between hers. Their bodies frantically pumping together as they made the attempt to bring each other off in their obsessive link into one another. "EVE!!!" Alissa was crying out as she felt her orgasm rise in her body unlike any time in the last years without Eve. "OOOH GOOODS EEEEVVVVE!!!!!" Alissa's nails scratching at Eve's back and shoulders... her body trembling with a fierce force as her pussy contracted and throbbed from within. Feeling Eve's fleshy thigh rubbing against her sex as it sent her far over the edge. Eve watched in fascination at the way Alissa face grimaced and her body shook as she brought her off, realizing how much she missed the sight of this beautiful girl in her throws of ecstasy. Vowing unto herself at this moment, that she would never let this one go again. She would live many nights to bring this beauty to her peek and watch as she let go. "Oooooh Eve." She sighed as her ground shaking orgasm calmed itself. Her head swimming as she fell on the path of near unconsciousness. A feeling she had forgotten so long ago, but now revisited. "Ohhhh, Eve." She sighed again as she ran her fingers through her lovers hair. Looking up into those seductive eyes, losing herself in them as she lay below her. Their lips again came together in union. Puckering into one another... their arms wrapping around each others bodies as they allowed themselves to drift away from the world into their own, holding one another. Eve let her lips come apart from Alissa's as she laid her head upon the girls chest. The two beauties drifting to their satisfied sleep while their naked bodies lay molded together in ecstasy... the sweat of their love making, covering them like a thin satin sheet. "I love you, Eve." The words spoken by Alissa, followed by Eve's own. "I love you, Alissa." In the chambers of Solan Khaymen, ruler of Endiria, the Lost City of Dahak. The Dark lord of Evil himself strolls upon his own grounds, growling in the desperate anger after the news of failure to find the escaped dozen had reached him. He had earlier, days ago ordered his men to scower the land and those beyond to find those four. His number coming closer and closer, so says his master, for every day he fails to bring them all to Dahak. The Gods Loki and Seth stood at the end of a large corridor waiting for the dark ruler to announce his voice. Loki... the Norse God of mischief stood with his hands behind his back, his nose in the air. He had betrayed his family and joined the dark reign of Dahak, the King of the dark Gods. Many of the Norse Gods high up with their father Odin wished destruction upon Loki for what he had done. Being Loki, he just simply smiled and left... turning no head back to the home he had betrayed for this. Seth... an Egyptian God. Murderer of his twin brother Osiris, rapist to his sisters. Rapist to the land of Good. He was the face of sorrow and dubbed the God of Death & Anguish among Dahak's legions. They stood in waiting as the dubbed Prince of the Gods strolled past them in pacing through his anger. His shear frustration over the task he knew should have been nothing at all for the likes of Dahak's people. "This is pathetic!!!" Solan roared. "Why is Dahak so worried about them?" Loki questioned. "They are simple mortals. Nothing more... We could hunt them down and kill them ourselves!" "You don't understand you moron!" Solan glared at Loki. "Eve's blood is like yours, isn't it?" Seth in his proud but quiet persona asked him. "She gave Xena the power to kill Gods, but that was reversed when Xena died. Now Eve has that power and we are in danger if any of them figure it out." "BEHOLD!" Solan's voice filled the room. "The God of wisdom speaks. In all the time you've been here, why the hell haven't you graced us with such fine wisdom until now?" Any could see Seth's anger rising at the mockery towards him. This was certainly going no where.... "As long as we..." Solan spoke. "The dark Gods remain so few, this war will be futile on us all... If we just had more with us, than my sisters blood would be of no worry to us. The Olympians! Who from there force would join us?" "I would!" A female voice spoke out. She walked among the three Gods with a hood and cape over her body. Her face coming just barely into the light... "And who might you be?" Solan asked. "My name is Velasca." The woman spoke. "I am an Olympian God..." "It should just be over this bridge." Magnus called back to the three ladies as he gingerly walked up towards a bridge over cold water. Nemesis was still too weak to walk, but she was well enough to ride on one of the horses. Eve and Alissa walking hand in hand like newly wed lovers, after their night of consummation their reunion. Smiles on their faces as they walked, eyes locked upon one another... their lips moving silently with words of love. Kisses blown at one another... flirting with each other with seductive eyes and "accidental" touches here and there. "You two are so coy." Nemesis laughed weakly. The two girls laughed as they came closer... their lips touching, their hands roaming, as they seemed to dance the way to the bridge. "Do you think women could wed to women here?" Nemesis asked. Eve blushed. Alissa sensed that there was something pleasurable behind that thought for her long ago lover. "I don't know." Alissa said. "I would be nice wouldn't it?" She walked head a little. "Two beautiful women living out their days with one another..." They all stopped short as they saw Magnus standing high on the other end of the bridge looking out in wonder at something. They all moved closer and closer until they saw a huge mass of people. Some looked like Soldiers from different armies. A woman who looked like a beautiful but much older Xena walked among them, her arm in the arm of a man who seemed to be her husband. Gabrielle?   Eve thought as she spotted a the short haired blonde in the crowed. Beside her stood two men... one was short middle aged with scruffy blonde hair, who wore something around his neck. The other looked like Joxer did, only more slime and muscled, like a warrior perhaps. A younger man came up beside Gabrielle. A crown upon his brow, marking him to be a prince. Ares and his army stood in the crowd as well. Some of the other Gods... Artemis, Apollo, Discord, Hades, Athena, Hephestus. Even three Norse Gods... Thor, Balder, and Odin. Ra was standing beside Discord. His sword at his side... no mission of peace was glowing from him, as it did a year ago when Eve first met him. "Hey, there's my dad!" Magnus said. As he ran down to where Gabrielle was standing... when the man Autolycus had marched up beside her. The father and son came to a warm greeting as they embraced man to man. "Eve?" Gabrielle called out as Magnus pointed to them. "Gabrielle!" Eve waved to her. She ran down a ways to her mothers dearest friend and the two held each other tightly. Alissa felt a pang of jealousy at Gabrielle. She also felt like she wasn't really going to like her much just by looking at her. But if Eve was her friend, than she would tolerate the woman for the time being. "What's happening here?" Eve asked as her eyes trailed the masses. "A war." Gabrielle answered. "Between you and who else?" Eve asked. "Dahak's forces..." Gabrielle grimaced at his name. "Gods are joining him one by one and soon he will have many." Eve and Gabrielle walked to Alissa and Nemesis. Their heads looking towards the ground as they spoke. "The Amazon I told you about, who tried to kill me." Gabrielle said. "Yes... the one... um... Velasca?" Eve asked. "That's her." Gabrielle answered. "She's free, and she's even more powerful than before. She's joined Dahak and his dark prince. The one named Khaymen." "What do you know about Khaymen?" Eve asked. "I know that he's the one who injured Hercules and left him unable to walk." Gabrielle looked towards Iolus, the middle aged shaggy blonde haired man. "I know other adventures but that's it... Xena tried to look into him, but she can find him." "Because he's s..." Eve stopped herself, knowing her mother was present to listen. "Because he's what?" Gabrielle asked. "I need to speak with Alissa..." Eve turned. Gabrielle marched up to stop her... her feet hitting the ground fast and hard as she put in the extra effort to take hold of the woman. "Eve!" Gabrielle stopped her. "What is it?" "Khaymen... he's... he's..." "He's what?" Gabrielle asked impatiently. "Gabrielle... Khaymen is my brother." Eve said. "Khaymen is... his name is..." "Solan?" Gabrielle finished. "Yes..." Eve was now in a deep sorrow as she watched Gabrielle's eyes widen and then weaken to a sorrow of their own. "No..." Gabrielle said breathlessly as she turned to sit. Holding her head in her hands as she let the news settle inside of her. "That's not all of it." Eve was now sobbing. "What is it Eve?" Alissa came up behind them asking. "Dahak... he's... he's... my..." "He's what?" Gabrielle asked. "He's my father!" "I've never heard of you!" Solan glared at the woman. "I'm not surprised..." Velasca answered. "Gabrielle never found it in her heart to write about me..." Solan and the Goddess were standing in his chambers. Speaking alone, for, as some might say, and interview. "How do I know I can trust you to be a part of this army?" Solan sternly asked her. "How do I know you wont try to kill any of us and tend for rulership of your own?" "You don't..." She simply said. "You'd be fools to trust me. I would sooner kill every last one of you and take it all for myself, but the is one thing that keeps me from doing so." "And what's that?" He asked. "You have something that I want... something I cannot get anywhere else." She said. He stared questioningly at her. "Gabrielle." "What are you talking about?" He said. "We don't have Gabrielle you stupid Amazon whore." She laughed out loud and hard at his words... her laughter filling the room as her head tilted back far. "I know." She calmed. "Of course you don't have her. But you will... and I want her. I'm willing to do anything I must to get her." She watched as Solan's eyes trailed up and down her body. Looking over her flesh with a lust in his eyes. "Even that." She said with a seductive smile. "Even what?" He asked. "Do I have to get dirty with words for you? Fine..." She leaned in close to him with her face just inches away from his own. "I'll fuck you... I let you fuck my pussy with that big cock of yours. I'll even let you fuck me in the ass. Then I'll stick that big son of a bitch in my mouth and suck it hard... I'll swallow your cum. You may even screw my tits and cum all over my face. Because, Khaymen... I love to fuck...and I'll let you fuck my brains out." His face was red, flushed with heat as her words trailed deep into his brain. Sinking deeper and deeper, causing a stir from below. "Is that what you wanted to hear?" She asked. "Oh... would you like to rape me. I could say no all you want. Of do you want me to called you, Solan... brother. Begging you to fuck little Eve hard!" He looked at her in curious strange at the words she just spoke... how the hell did she know about Eve being his sister, and his real name? "I know much, I know all." She cackled. "Now... are you ready to make that deal?" He said nothing, but merely looked at the woman who now stood taller and began to shed her clothing. Letting her body come to light in all its glory... her breasts her where Khaymen's eyes went to first. "You want them?" She asked. "then take them." His hands reached for her, and looking into Velasca's eyes, Solan let out a growl as he threw her down and immediately came on top of her. His own cloths shedding from his body as their lips fiercely sucking at each other. Their bodies rubbing together roughly as they worked to remove any substance between his cock and her pussy. "Fuck me!" She growled. Her venom dripping from her lips as she roar out to him. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me now!!!" She bit and sucked at his neck and shoulder, her nails raking his back to drawing blood as he released his cock from its confines and immediately pumped down hard into her wet and dripping cunt. The Dark Face of the Past Ch. 5 Velasca cried out in a loud growl as her pussy stretched open to feed upon Solan's long hard prick. Feeling it fuck in and out of her... their lips sucking and biting at one another. Her hips thrusting up at his own. His cock grinding hard and fast and deep into her cunt, slapping their flesh together as their pelvises met in a hard embrace. "FUCK!!!" Velasca screamed. Her lips seeking his as they continued their torrid motion of twisted sex play. Velasca was moaning and groaning louder with every harder thrust Solan made into her. She began to float on the edge of her own orgasm as she felt him touch her womb with every in stroke he make. "Fuck me, Solan! Fuck me Khaymen! Fuck me!!!!" She was frantically thrusting her hips hard up at his cock screaming and moaning. "Oh it feels sooo good! Fuck me HARDER!!!" The bed began to shake and groan as their bodies pushed and pumped harder and harder. Like too fierce animals finally mating after long years of waiting. Velasca was one of the tightest and wettest pussies Solan had ever had the good fortune of fucking... she was almost painfully tight of a fit, especially to one just making a simple hard thrust inside. She began to pull and massage at Solan's cock with her pussy muscles... grinding into him harder and harder as she continued to cry out in her orgasm. "I'm cumming!!!" She screamed. "Oh FUCK ME!!!" Solan began to throb and become even more tense as he felt his balls fill up to the maximum before finally with a loud groan from within his throat, letting it all shoot out and fill her up from the inside. Feeling his cum shoot deep into her as his cock went even deeper. Velasca felt herself on the edge of another wave of orgasm. Savoring the sweet sinful feeling of a young hard cock deep inside of her. Their naked, sweating bodies grinding into one another slowly as they both let their orgasms take control. Large bonfires overtook the hills as armies of men and woman waiting for the daylight to come. The light that would signal their battle with the forces of Dahak... Eve sat beside her lover Alissa. Alissa's shoulder around Eve as she cuddled close to the fire... Gabrielle and Iolus seeming very close to one another were talking and smiling, sometimes looking lovingly into one another's eyes as their hands came together. Recoiling some old feeling they might have had years ago. Magnus and Autolycus kept Nemesis amused with stories and jokes. Autolycus, though a pompous ass was very well mannered and very much good company. Some of the Gods were talking to one another or members of their armies. Athena was in a distinct conversation with the Xena look alike eve had come to know as Diana. Her husband whom Gabrielle introduced as Philemon was talking to his young son whom was said to be named after his late grandfather Lias. The Joxer look alike, Jet was engaged in a little make out session with one of the ladies of Ares's army. Eve didn't really like him too much to begin with, and after meeting him. Though sad for his loss of her brother and nephew, still didn't like him any bit in the least. "Alissa?" Eve asked. "Yes, Eve." Alissa looked into her lovers eyes. "Do you really forgive me for what I did to you?" She asked her lover. "Yes..." Alissa said. "I love you more than I hate you... I always have and I always will. Nothing of our past or present will change that." "When this is all over..." Eve stopped herself, to try and get the right words to be spoken. "What is it Eve?" Alissa asked her. "Will you stay with me when all of this is over? As more than just my friend and lover, but as... as..." "As what?" "A partner... a wife even?" To continue in "The Rage of Battle."