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Chapter 1- Abrupt meeting
Ninian sighed dejectedly, sitting alone in her tent. Her entire body spoke volumes of its misery, her shoulders hunched, her eyed sad. 'Why can't he just leave me alone?' she wondered. A sudden voice outside of her tent broke her out of her melancholy thoughts. "Ninian? Ninian, are you in there?" 'Crap' she thought, jumping up and pressing herself into the darkest corner of her tent. 'That boy does not give up.' "Ninian?" Eliwood's head poked inside and Ninian drew in her breath, praying to St. Emmiline that he wouldn't notice her.
"Come on, Eliwood, she's probably down by the river" Hector called from outside. Taking one last sweep around the tent, Eliwood left with Hector.
Ninian let her breath out in an explosive sigh, one hand grasping at the tent flak behind her. 'Strange,' she pondered as her hand grasped air, 'There must be something behind the tent.'
Florina gasped silently as she felt a small, lithe body press against hers. She stood rock still, feeling the body heat radiate off the other person, until she started when she heard Sain's voice. "Florina?! Oh beautiful flower, where are you?!" He trotted by on his horse, looking wildly about for Florina. 'Are girls all he ever thinks about?' She thought exasperatedly, trying to make herself as small as possible. Unfortunately, the other body was in the way and all she ended up pushing their forms even closer. "Florina!" Sain called again, his voice miraculously becoming quieter as he rode away from her. She leaned back against the tent in relief, and promptly fell through to the other side.
Ninian, deciding to discover what was on the other side of her tent, got up and was suddenly alerted by a loud rip before being bowled over by someone not much larger than her. They landed in an undignified heap, facing each other with Ninian on top. After a few awkward seconds, their faces flushed brilliantly and they scrambled to get off each other only to end up in an even more scandalous position, with Ninian's hands straying close to the girl's breasts and the other's hand wandering dangerously close to her nether regions. Finally, Ninian said, "You go right and I go left," and they carefully got off each other, blushing even more from their lingering touches. "I-I guess I should introduce myself, after I fell on you," said the other girl, tentively sticking out her hand. "I'm Florina." "Ninian," she said, taking Florina's hand. It was extremely soft, but slightly calloused from fighting Ninian guessed. Oddly reluctant to release Florina's hand, she- CRASH.
They raced outside, Florina whistling for her Pegasus, to see their encampment under attack. Bandits and mercenaries swept through, slaying people as they came out of their tents. Resistance was scattered as many had followed their own vendettas out of camp, and the few there was were either injured or badly outnumbered. Florina's Pegasus swooped down just as a mercenary ran up to the girls, sword poised to strike. Acting quickly, Florina grabbed a Steel Lance from her packs and thrust it through the mercenary's stomach, killing him instantly. She yanked it out and, hurriedly grabbing Ninian, jumped on her Pegasus and took off, subconsciously holding onto Ninian to make sure she didn't fall. They encircled the camp and helped where they could, until landing by a corpse of trees.
Suddenly, a voice came out of the woods. "My my, what do we have here," it said. A dozen bandits dropped out of the trees and slowly circled them, jeering and swinging their axes about. One, who appeared to be the leader, called out, "Alright lads, you know the drill, kill the warriors and kidnap the girls." That was, until he spotted Florina's perky breasts from under her armor. "Scratch that," he yelled, "Capture and rape 'em both! The more the merrier, eh?"
Florina clenched her teeth and growled, "Ninian, back up against the tree. No matter what happens," she turned to stare at Ninian, "Don't go out from behind me." Turning to select an Axereaver from her pack Florina missed the look Ninian gave her. Once the bandits saw that she intended to fight them, their looks turned incredulous and many began to laugh.
A man stepped forward and said in an Illian accent, "Ay lads, a've seen this 'un afore. She scared o' men. 'Til only take one o' us to… tame 'er. As he finished, his brawny hands tightened around his axe and as he swung it upon Florina, a childhood memory crashed up into her consciousness.
Two blue- haired girls pulled another between them, urging her to keep up as they ran into the forest. 'C'mon Florina, we're almost there!' one yelled, and, giving one final tug of strength, pulled the other two into a clearing. At the sight before them they froze. A man, a bandit by the state of his clothes lying off to the side, held a woman under him as he stripped her of her clothing. She tried valiantly to shove him off, but he was far too large. With the last remains of the woman's clothes cast aside, the bandit reared back and thrust himself deep inside her, grinning cruelly at her scream of pain. Florina let out a small gasp of terror when she saw blood flow forth from the woman's legs. Without pause the bandit pulled back out slammed harder into her, repeating the process over and until with a shudder and a yell of pleasure they both came.
All three sisters stared blankly in shock until the bandit looked around and noticed them. 'Well well,' he said, his voice still husky. 'More customers.' Florina was brutally snapped out of her trance when the bandit grabbed her, flinging the other to into the trees. From the sharp cracks she heard, she knew they wouldn't be up for a while. 'Ay girly girly' the bandit taunted, 'Wanna play?' He ripped off her sundress-