SHAINA: A WARRIOR IN THE WASTELANDS
Prologue It was a rainy night in Athens. The sound of the heavy drops that were falling on the floor of the gym kept a slow, rhytmic beat. The beat that was also in the rhytmic of Jamian's heart. He had been training for two hours, till he had fallen on the floor, sweating, his soul oppressed by a secret. It had to be a secret, he thought, raising his bruised arm and letting it fall again, exausted. I love her, damn'it! I love her and she doesn't even look at me. She screams, she yells at me, she may spit in my eye if she was in blue mood, but she doesn't really know that I'm here.
But it might not be that you only want to...That was an angry, sadistic voice that sometimes whispered in his dreams, in his darkened dreams. The voice that suggested that he didn't really love her, but...
Yes, it's true. It's true. I wanna hear her screaming my name and on and on in anger and pleasure all the way. Fuck me! I'll take her soon and all the misery, the exploitation that I have always suffered in my sugar free life will disappear. And if I don't, well, who knows.
I will kill her.
And it's that all there is about that.
CHAPTER 1
There is a field where Saints and sinners live in Athens. Well, sometimes they catch the first plane for Japan if they are needed there, and the other way round. It depends on the moods of a fright called Saori. Sometimes she bubbles if she didn't have any lovers walking barefoot till her living room, other times bubbles because there were too many lovers that stalked in the night to get a little piece of her majesty Saori. Fuck off her majesty and the whole court too, thought the young girl, taking another sip from a bottle of beer, near an ashtray full of butts. Why, she thought, spreading her arms just like she would choke an imaginary enemy, have I to baby sit a young queen that was a pain in the ass of the Ancient World? Why? She was lying on her bed, pissed off like a tiger in her cage. And the Saints. Yes they got armours and power and all the other things, and then they say yes milady in choir. She knew what Seiya and Quieya and Lewiya lack of. The magical little word. Balls. I'm the only one with a great pair of balls, here. And if that queenie little bitch ordered me something again, I'm gonna split her in two. The reason of this controlled and well mannered anger was simple. The latest stereo system of the little bitch, excuse me, Saori. She had bought the Anastacia's last hit and she was ready to blast the volume in order to make a dog pallet out of the Parthenon, when the right box got out. Result: she got to search in every little filthy alley of Athens to find a technician to mend it properly. And everybody knows that it is very hot in Athens in summer. Fuck off! And the other Saints they were all worried just like Asgard was on the verge to explode. Well, another two ballbreakers, those Asgardian sisters... She thought, trying to calm down a tiny bit, farting for the gas of her tenth beer... That moment, the bell that Saori had ordered to put in all Saint's hovels rang, and it was the sign that she needed Shaina, that was bellowed out in rage. She stood up, and moved fast to the Sanctuary. But a darkened shadow passed over her. If she needs something like a Louis Vuitton bag I kill her, I fucking swear it! Saori was lying on a sofa, drinking an iced tea and listening at a Britney Spears hot number, I guess it was Poison or I will B a slave for U, I don't remember well. A minor knight was cleaning the wardrobe, and another one was tidining the mess that the queen had done raving the night before. "Shaina, my dear, you are the only one that I can trust in this moment." Shaina growled something in answer. The queen giggled:"I guess that you will be absolutely thrilled by this new, but the Coin shop has started the discount shopping today. Now I want you to buy me a list of items that Aiolia has written this morning. And buy a pack of toilet paper also." The rage that was in Shaina chest – and you know, what a chest, eh eh eh – burst out suddendly. The warrior had been wounding herself as a spring for the whole queen's speech and now snapped all at once. With an hand gripped tight as any vice she launched herself against the queen, aiming her eyes. The long, black claws of her, tipped in poison – Lethal Chanel n'5 she had stolen from General Store, ripped and teared the silk of the sofa. The queen started screaming like an air raid siren, an high pitched holler that waked everyones in a three miles range. "You green haired crazy bitch! That sofa costs like your monthly income and more!" "I'M GONNA RIP YOUR TIGHT ASS IN TWO LITTLE STUPID SNOTTY SLUT!" I'm pretty sure you all know what happened next, I think you are familiar with the manners of the palace of Athens.
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CHAPTER 2
A very pissed off Saori with a black eye and a scratched cheek sitted on her throne. She waved to the nearest saint to fetch some tranquilisers dipped in honey. "Seiya, how many times I have told you that I don't appreciate acacia honey, I wanna my own mixture of twenty different flavours. Change immediately those pills. I don't like them, I don't like them, I don't like them!" Seiya stood his ground. In his deeply philosophical meditation he had reached the utter conviction that it was unfair that a young girl could get away with murder all the times. So he had decided that the behaviour of her young majesty would need a change as soon as possible. His decision was fiercely firm. But on the other hand, why trouble her again, upperly after a clash with the witch with black claws, A.K.A., crazy bitch with green hair, A.K.A, Ophiucus knight, AKA, Slivering Miss Snake, A.K.A nice piece of pussy... erm, it had happened again. Every single time he thought about her, his cock raised a full hard on in zero time. And one of the principal inconvenient of the official ceremony was that it was quite difficult to find a place where a Knight could satisfy himself imperturbated... He gave a glance at the little pills he held in his right hand, and decided to drop one just to face what was gonna to happen next, while he was stalking back to the ceremony hall. A nice lookaround, nothing to say. The whole packs of Knight of various metals were sorrounding her majesty. Saori was talking loud, giving orders ceaselessly. "I want her back before my eyes, I'll make her a waitress out of her. This is what she deserves!" Camus cleared his throat politely before speaking. "Her majesty, every single knight in this honorable assembly of highest honour would do this job for you, my queen. Besides Shaina is quite a mean, rude woman and she needs some educational advice. Althought..." He looked all around, asking for an helping hand. In answer, Aldebaran spoke a bit louder than his comrade. "if you believe in the Gps system on your Mercedes car Shaina has reached the Wastelands. Nobody knows how she suceeded in doing this, but, well, she did that anyway. I don't like anymore than you, my queen and comrades. And nobody has ever got back from that wild, terrible, scareful place! My queen, you shouldn't decide to send us there...but..." "Coward," Saori hissed, then exploded histerically. "You are just a bunch of cowards in armour more shining than you deserve! Seiya, my tranquilisers!" She breathed heavy, to calm herself down. Then she spoke words of wisdom, like one could expext from the divinity of war and joustice. "Volunteers. I want two volunteers among you. And who gets back with Shaina's head on a stake, well, I can't promise, but he might obtain a new armour. Titanium and platinum mixed with gold. Battery not included." Well, this created a certain amount of uncomfort. There was who had to meet his old auntie, there was who got to clean the house, because of the guests, there was who had booked a room in Riccione for that week end. But two hands were raised in answer...
If you want to know whom hands belonged to, please read the next chapters of "Shaina the warrior of the Wastelands"...by Your Passionate Patty...
Prologue It was a rainy night in Athens. The sound of the heavy drops that were falling on the floor of the gym kept a slow, rhytmic beat. The beat that was also in the rhytmic of Jamian's heart. He had been training for two hours, till he had fallen on the floor, sweating, his soul oppressed by a secret. It had to be a secret, he thought, raising his bruised arm and letting it fall again, exausted. I love her, damn'it! I love her and she doesn't even look at me. She screams, she yells at me, she may spit in my eye if she was in blue mood, but she doesn't really know that I'm here.
But it might not be that you only want to...That was an angry, sadistic voice that sometimes whispered in his dreams, in his darkened dreams. The voice that suggested that he didn't really love her, but...
Yes, it's true. It's true. I wanna hear her screaming my name and on and on in anger and pleasure all the way. Fuck me! I'll take her soon and all the misery, the exploitation that I have always suffered in my sugar free life will disappear. And if I don't, well, who knows.
I will kill her.
And it's that all there is about that.
CHAPTER 1
There is a field where Saints and sinners live in Athens. Well, sometimes they catch the first plane for Japan if they are needed there, and the other way round. It depends on the moods of a fright called Saori. Sometimes she bubbles if she didn't have any lovers walking barefoot till her living room, other times bubbles because there were too many lovers that stalked in the night to get a little piece of her majesty Saori. Fuck off her majesty and the whole court too, thought the young girl, taking another sip from a bottle of beer, near an ashtray full of butts. Why, she thought, spreading her arms just like she would choke an imaginary enemy, have I to baby sit a young queen that was a pain in the ass of the Ancient World? Why? She was lying on her bed, pissed off like a tiger in her cage. And the Saints. Yes they got armours and power and all the other things, and then they say yes milady in choir. She knew what Seiya and Quieya and Lewiya lack of. The magical little word. Balls. I'm the only one with a great pair of balls, here. And if that queenie little bitch ordered me something again, I'm gonna split her in two. The reason of this controlled and well mannered anger was simple. The latest stereo system of the little bitch, excuse me, Saori. She had bought the Anastacia's last hit and she was ready to blast the volume in order to make a dog pallet out of the Parthenon, when the right box got out. Result: she got to search in every little filthy alley of Athens to find a technician to mend it properly. And everybody knows that it is very hot in Athens in summer. Fuck off! And the other Saints they were all worried just like Asgard was on the verge to explode. Well, another two ballbreakers, those Asgardian sisters... She thought, trying to calm down a tiny bit, farting for the gas of her tenth beer... That moment, the bell that Saori had ordered to put in all Saint's hovels rang, and it was the sign that she needed Shaina, that was bellowed out in rage. She stood up, and moved fast to the Sanctuary. But a darkened shadow passed over her. If she needs something like a Louis Vuitton bag I kill her, I fucking swear it! Saori was lying on a sofa, drinking an iced tea and listening at a Britney Spears hot number, I guess it was Poison or I will B a slave for U, I don't remember well. A minor knight was cleaning the wardrobe, and another one was tidining the mess that the queen had done raving the night before. "Shaina, my dear, you are the only one that I can trust in this moment." Shaina growled something in answer. The queen giggled:"I guess that you will be absolutely thrilled by this new, but the Coin shop has started the discount shopping today. Now I want you to buy me a list of items that Aiolia has written this morning. And buy a pack of toilet paper also." The rage that was in Shaina chest – and you know, what a chest, eh eh eh – burst out suddendly. The warrior had been wounding herself as a spring for the whole queen's speech and now snapped all at once. With an hand gripped tight as any vice she launched herself against the queen, aiming her eyes. The long, black claws of her, tipped in poison – Lethal Chanel n'5 she had stolen from General Store, ripped and teared the silk of the sofa. The queen started screaming like an air raid siren, an high pitched holler that waked everyones in a three miles range. "You green haired crazy bitch! That sofa costs like your monthly income and more!" "I'M GONNA RIP YOUR TIGHT ASS IN TWO LITTLE STUPID SNOTTY SLUT!" I'm pretty sure you all know what happened next, I think you are familiar with the manners of the palace of Athens.
Commercials
A man with blue eyes and blue hair appears on the wide face of the screen: Well, people of the firm ground, I'm Poseidon, the king of the seven seas. Let's take a look around on the vast domain of mine :: Scenes of beaches, whales, waves and other sea places :: Yes, this is the world that shall be forever mine. I know it all I know where the best places are The places where the best tuna is caught, to become my own tuna on my own dinner table! Poseidon tuna! And you will feel just like a divinity...
CHAPTER 2
A very pissed off Saori with a black eye and a scratched cheek sitted on her throne. She waved to the nearest saint to fetch some tranquilisers dipped in honey. "Seiya, how many times I have told you that I don't appreciate acacia honey, I wanna my own mixture of twenty different flavours. Change immediately those pills. I don't like them, I don't like them, I don't like them!" Seiya stood his ground. In his deeply philosophical meditation he had reached the utter conviction that it was unfair that a young girl could get away with murder all the times. So he had decided that the behaviour of her young majesty would need a change as soon as possible. His decision was fiercely firm. But on the other hand, why trouble her again, upperly after a clash with the witch with black claws, A.K.A., crazy bitch with green hair, A.K.A, Ophiucus knight, AKA, Slivering Miss Snake, A.K.A nice piece of pussy... erm, it had happened again. Every single time he thought about her, his cock raised a full hard on in zero time. And one of the principal inconvenient of the official ceremony was that it was quite difficult to find a place where a Knight could satisfy himself imperturbated... He gave a glance at the little pills he held in his right hand, and decided to drop one just to face what was gonna to happen next, while he was stalking back to the ceremony hall. A nice lookaround, nothing to say. The whole packs of Knight of various metals were sorrounding her majesty. Saori was talking loud, giving orders ceaselessly. "I want her back before my eyes, I'll make her a waitress out of her. This is what she deserves!" Camus cleared his throat politely before speaking. "Her majesty, every single knight in this honorable assembly of highest honour would do this job for you, my queen. Besides Shaina is quite a mean, rude woman and she needs some educational advice. Althought..." He looked all around, asking for an helping hand. In answer, Aldebaran spoke a bit louder than his comrade. "if you believe in the Gps system on your Mercedes car Shaina has reached the Wastelands. Nobody knows how she suceeded in doing this, but, well, she did that anyway. I don't like anymore than you, my queen and comrades. And nobody has ever got back from that wild, terrible, scareful place! My queen, you shouldn't decide to send us there...but..." "Coward," Saori hissed, then exploded histerically. "You are just a bunch of cowards in armour more shining than you deserve! Seiya, my tranquilisers!" She breathed heavy, to calm herself down. Then she spoke words of wisdom, like one could expext from the divinity of war and joustice. "Volunteers. I want two volunteers among you. And who gets back with Shaina's head on a stake, well, I can't promise, but he might obtain a new armour. Titanium and platinum mixed with gold. Battery not included." Well, this created a certain amount of uncomfort. There was who had to meet his old auntie, there was who got to clean the house, because of the guests, there was who had booked a room in Riccione for that week end. But two hands were raised in answer...
If you want to know whom hands belonged to, please read the next chapters of "Shaina the warrior of the Wastelands"...by Your Passionate Patty...