Hey guys, for those of you who are reading my other stories, you have an idea of what type of stories I write and I'm letting you know now that this story is totally different from those. This is a collaboration story with Magdalena88 who happens to be an amazing writer also.

This is her profile link: u/1542372/

This story is based on ancient Scythain warrior women.


There was a boy.

He had bright orange spikey hair and a large goofy smile on his face.

He was saying something to the orange haired girl that sat close beside him.

They sat on the steps of the school, waiting for their parents to come for them and take them home.

The boy clumsily grabbed her hand, blushing and smiling.

His mouth was moving, but she couldn't make out the words.

He digs into his pocket and produces a gold plastic ring with a pink gem stone inside of it. He slips it on her finger. The next time he spoke, she heard him loud and clear.

"When we get older, I'm going to marry you," he said.

She looked up into his smiling brown eyes and nodded.

"I love you Hime."

LoVe

She woke gently, squinting her eyes in the golden sunlight as it bathe her skin. She lifted her upper torso from the bed, stretching her arms, fingers and toes as she took a deep breath a smile stretching across her face.

She had that dream again.

The one where she was little girl and a strange boy with hair similar to hers proposes to her.

She loved that dream. This out of all of her strange dreams, that one was by far her favorite.

However, it was just that, a dream. For men were not allowed beyond the mountain pass. Not that they could find it anyway. It was hidden away by magic and completely cut off from the world of men. It has been that way for hundreds of years. And it will continue to be that way.

She swung her feet over the side of her bed, kicking them back and forth as she wiggled off the bed.

She walked to the large windows that lead her to the ivory stone balcony that looked over the great expanse of their large land. The bright green, lush fields and gentle mountainous terrain, a few light clouds littered the sky. The wind blew her long, silken, orange tresses back over her shoulder. She closed her eyes inhaling the sweet smelling air.

Down below she saw Chuluun, practicing with her long, curved swords. Her long, black hair was tied in a tight ponytail high upon her head. Her plain blue training deel, with a white obi tied seamlessly around her thin waist, the slits high up to mid-thigh, revealing her pristine white pants.

Orihime loved to watch her practice with her swords. It was like watching her perform a sacred dance. Her moves were beautiful, precise, quick…

…And lethal.

"Chuluun! Chuluun Up Here!" Orihime shouted, waving down towards the girl.

She looked and saw the excited beauty moving about excitedly. She sighed, rolling her brown eyes.

"GOOD MORNING CHULUUN!"

"Good Morning Princess!" she returned the greeting, bowing.

"CAN I COME DOWN AND PRACTICE WITH YOU?!" she shouted excitedly. The women, who were milling about, stopped what they were doing and looked at all of the commotion that was happening. As usual, it was Orihime being her normal, excitable self.

Chuluun shook her head sadly.

"I'm sorry, but no princess. You have training with your grandmother today," she replied.

Orihime pouted, folding her arms over busty chest.

"However, when you finish training with your grandmother, we can practice," she conceded.

A huge beautiful smile lit up her face as she began to jump up and down excitedly.

"Princess?" she calmed down and peered over the balcony. "Please, put some clothes on."

LoVe


"Yo, mama bird, this is junior eagle, come in mama bird,"

"Renji, stop with that mama bird shit! It sounds retarded," Ichigo grumbled into his headset.

"Dude, relax, aren't you excited? We're flying over Mongolia! I heard that there's this ancient, hidden lost city where there's nothing but naked babes, willing to do whatever you ask. And guess what...they're all virgins!" he shouted.

Ichigo groaned and was tempted to remove the device from his head.

"Renji, I don't need any sex depraved, hairy jungle woman to have sex with," he groans.

"Yeah right, I forgot, they need to be cheap, foreign, busty and different colored hair. The exact opposite of Tatsuki, right?"

"What the fuck does that mean?"

"It means that ever since you guys broke up, you've been pathologically banging girls that looked the exact opposite of her. Was she really that good?"

"Fuck you Renji,"

"Hey, all I'm saying is that, maybe an amazon might be wild enough to help you get over your sickening, depressive funk that you've been in. You guys been broken up for over a year, she's gotten over it; it's time that you do too."

"So you think that a mythical, imaginary, made up, butch, amazon woman would help me get over it?"

"No. I think a hot, sexy, ethereal, inexperience, virginal amazon woman might-"

Ichigo's Mitsubishi F-2 fighter jet began blinking; it felt as though it collided with an invisible force. he pulled on the tiller, trying to steer it out of that area. The control panel began to spark and smoke, his engine made a popping and clocking noise.

"….go…on….wha…ing…GO…" he heard the static voice of Renji.

"I don't know what's going on, I think I hit something. My jet's going down, I'm going to try to ease the landing," he grunted pulling harder on the tiller as it nosedived towards the mountainous terrain.

The control panel was making shrilling noises, counting down until it would forcefully ejaculate him out of the jet.

"Come on baby, come on," he spoke to the jet, flipping and switching various gears.

He heard more static before there was a loud shrilling sound erupting from his ear.

"Gyah!" he yelled, ripping the device from his ear. His jet was going down fast.

The ground was charging at him, closer and closer. He yanked on the tiller, using all of his strength to pull it, leveling out his jet so it doesn't crash, nose first into the mountains.

The top of his jet opens and he is forcefully ejected from the aircraft.

lOvE


Orihime stood to attention as she saw the weird object fall from the sky in a mass of smoke and fire.

She has never seen anything like that before in her entire life. She looks to Chuluun who has a look of indescribable horror and anger.

"Chuluun…"

"Go inside princess," she orders, as she starts running towards her large black stallion.

"Chuluun, what's going on?" the sounds of her sisters all screaming and yelling, as if they were getting ready for battle fills her ears as she sees them, some of them donning their battle gear, jumping on their horses, their weapons in hand, charging towards the fallen, fiery object.

"Go inside, to your room. Do not come out until I come for you, that is an order!" she commanded, charging away on her horse.

"Chuluun?!...CHULUUN!" she called out to her.

She didn't answer. She kept riding with her sisters, fast on her prized steed. Soon, they were all gone.

Orihime bit her lip and turned to go to her room.

However…

She was curious.

She wanted to see what that thing was.

She wanted to join her sister in fighting whatever battle that seemed to be going on.

She needed to see what was happening.

She ran to her own white steer and jumped on it.

"Yah!" she dug her heels into the side of the beautiful white horse and steered it behind her sister, her long brilliant orange hair flew in the wind behind her.

When she was several feet behind her sisters she took an alternate route and went up the mountain. If Chuluun was to see her she was sure she'll be punished, so she'll watch what's happening from afar.

She could clearly see the billowing, thick black smoke. She couldn't see the contraption very well due to all the smoke and fire.

She could hear her sister screaming and yelling to get water, to put the fire out.

Her large grey eyes observed the sky to see if any stranger objects would fall from it.

She spotted something small, in the midst of all the smoke. She looked at her sisters to see if they saw it.

They were too busy trying to put out the fire which has just grown to a massive height. There was a loud sound as the fiery object seemingly exploded. A projectile flew into the sky, hitting the object that was still floating in the sky.

It started to fall faster.

"What is that…?" she whispered to herself. She squeezed her horse and raced towards that falling object. Excitement coursed through her bones, her nerves were on fire, and her heart beat painfully.

Finally, she's been waiting for this all of her life a moment when something exciting would happen. Although she hasn't been in this mountain city the longest by far, she still yearned to leave it. She didn't want to be here. She felt as though she belonged somewhere else, like she was meant to do something more with her life.

She trained for wars that she would never fight.

She was taught lessons for situations she would never be in.

She was a warrior princess for a people she would never lead.

She was going to see this fallen object, for once in her life; she would do something exciting and worthwhile.

lOvE


Ichigo groaned as he fumbled with the straps of his parachute.

His entire body ached. He was sure that his arm was partially burned and broken.

He shoved the pain aside as he struggled to get up. He stood and then immediately fell to his knees, clutching his stomach as he vomited everything he had eaten for the past 2 days.

"Yaugh!" he spat, wiping his mouth with the back of his uninjured arm.

He looked around a saw a stream not too far away. He shuffled to it, and stuck his face in the water, relishing the coolness of the water of his hot, possibly, burned face.

He realized that he still had his helmet and goggles on.

Bringing his head out of the water to take them off, he heard a loud movement behind him.

He turned around and saw the most beautiful sight he's ever seen in his entire life.

It was a goddess, a beautiful deity with long orange hair, wide grey eyes and huge breast that he could see even from where he sat on the floor. She sat upon a beautiful white horse, and wore gold and white deel.

She tilted her head in confusion at him.

He stood, taking his goggles and helmet off. Her eyes widen to the size of saucers as her small pink lips formed an adorable "O".

"Hi, I'm Lieutenant Kurosaki of the Japanese Air-force," he said, quite entranced by the unreal beauty before him. He took a step towards her, and she backed away on her steed. He held his hands up.

"Hey, I'm not going to hurt you," he pointed to his fallen jet. "My jet, it crashed," she followed his finger. "I need to call my base so that I can go home, can you help me?" he asked. She returned her wide grey stare to his brown eyes.

She didn't say anything for a long time and he began to wonder if she understood what he was saying.

Quickly, she jumped off her horse, and was in front of him in an instant. Startled, he fell backwards, landing on his butt.

She climbed atop him, straddling his torso, and placed her hand over his heart.

He didn't know what she was doing but he…kind of liked it.

"Hey, I don't normally do this without a name first but if you…"she looked at him questioningly then smiled. God she looked even more beautiful when she smiled.

"You have a good heart," her sweet small voice spoke.

"What?"

"You have a good heart. I can trust you," she stated, staring him in the eyes. His heart pounded, he closed his eyes, trying to ignore the fact that there was a beautiful, busty, goddess sitting on him.

"So does that mean that you're going to help me?" he asked.

She leaned closer to him and took in his scent.

"What the hell?"

"Yes. I will help you."


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