It had been several hours since The Amazons had pulled The Shield out of that wreckage.
Gea was out in the large barn that was on the compound where the vehicles were kept, especially those that needed to be fixed. Mending the motorcycles was to keep up with appearances for the Biker part of the Gang. Keeping the Compound secret was the most important thing, with all the factions around that was the most important rule for everyone involved in this thing. As Queen of the Sin City Faction, Aegea was instructed with keeping an eye on everything running around the compound they had set up in the high desert area outside of Vegas.
A distinct sound brought Gea out of her thoughts of the new compound issues and other Amazon business elsewhere. She heard the footfalls before she saw the two pre-teen boys run into the garage.
"Gea! Gea, you and the Amazons are on the news." Keegan, a dark skinned multi cultural boy, said motioning for her to follow him. Keegan was Cleo's son, a tall spindly boy who hadn't grown up into his tall figure, just as tall as his mother but with less muscle mass. The Queen was as taken to the boy as his own mother was.
She smiled, putting the wrench in the tool box and proceeded to sprint after them. They squealed in laughter as she poked them in their sides as they ran to the main house, dodging in and out of the women who were out working in the main part of the compound.
The main house was the main hub for everything that went on at the compound. The kitchen was used to prepare meals for everyone out in the nearby Mess Tent. There was the medical clinic for the basic stuff that women would need, there were a few who worked as nurses at the hospital and could take care of the rough housing boys that seemed to fall a lot. This was located in the refurbished basement of the main house. There was the entertainment system in the living room and it had the news on, and it was where a lot of the older women who tended to the main house was gathered.
A Crone by the name of Sharyl looked up when I came in the front door. "Seems that the three young men you saved were well known." She said nodding to the television against the back wall of the living room.
'WWE wrestlers Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins pulled out of wrecked car. A Drunk driver swerved into their lane at the lights and if it hadn't been for The Amazon, Vegas' own all female motorcycle gang, they would have possibly died when their car caught fire. This is unknown as to why they would save three men when they only really deal with other women, but a lot of people are grateful for their help."
Cleo stood with her arms crossed, leaning on her left leg while resting against the door frame. Cleo was half Black and half Asian, with strong features for a woman. She was a fighter, a once great cop out of New York, with a slight accent from that area. She didn't take lovers, she didn't do anything with men. She just didn't have the trust for them.
"Did we do the right thing?" Gea heard her ask.
"I think we did." She answered, mimicking her stance against the other side of the door frame. "But they are famous, they are the ones that have the spotlights on them on a weekly basis."
As if resting in Gea's mind, Cleo said. "If we have to deal with that company, I want nothing to do with it."
"I can only stand here and say I agree. But I am the face of this biker gang. I have to be there. If we have to deal with this company then do you think one of the younger warriors in training will be willing to go about it?"
Cleo nodded. "I don't see a reason why they wouldn't. It's been years since a male has been here."
"Bringing three men to the compound?" Sharyl asked, looking at us like we'd both grown two heads. "There is another family coming in, we need to lay low. They are all the way from the Denver faction. They'll be here in two weeks."
"They won't be performing any time soon. When they are ready to fight for their company we'll be there. That company is all about the money, all about the popularity of making crowds and money." Cleo said. "I know about them, they don't have a very good grasp on gender equality. Beth Phoenix was the last great Amazon warrior they had before they ditched her for those perfect perky females they call divas."
She must have known something about this WWE business. She didn't seem to care for what they call entertainment. It was no surprise that none of the bikers had ever really heard about them, aside from the boys that liked watching the shows. All the boys in question were there watching the news.
"They fight for Justice in the WWE. They are heels." Keegan told Aegea, and she looked at him. "They are the Shield from Injustice, The Shield. That's who they are. That's what they do. So I think it's cool that you Amazons saved them, even if they haven't found the guy that ran into them."
That's what really pissed her off. Drinking, driving while under the influence of any mind altering chemical. The next time she saw him, she was going to make him pay for nearly killing innocent lives. If it had been a mother and her children, there was going to be a hunting party and the Amazons would settle it in their own way, on their own laws.
"We'll deal with this when it gets put on us. Right now, the police have not seemed to want to talk to us. I have a feeling that this man's wife will find a way to make sure word gets to us." She pointed to the older woman who was standing next to one Vince McMahon. She was assuming it was his wife at least.
Gea left the house, not really interested in man made news. The muffler on her Harley was starting to mess up, not to mention there was a shower of glass in her engine and she didn't want to ride around with it until she was sure it was cleaned. For some reason, for whatever reason, she was hung up on something. And it wasn't her motorcycle.
"What's going on, Aegea?" Cleo asked walking out.
"My mother was Queen, she took many lovers just to get me. I was raised here, raised by Sharyl until I became of age and started my Warrior training. I have not laid with a man and I'm already twenty-six years old." She said, running through the thoughts that were going through her head.
"You're not Countess. I have counted many times since she had graduated and went outside of the compound for her little romps. Not that this isn't any of our business but she is the loosest of the group. I know you're nothing like her."
Cleo was never really fond of the younger woman. Cleo wasn't the one in charge, she only stepped down because she was growing in age and as a former cop, and a battered woman, it was hard to keep an eye on her son and fearing the day he was going to grow up. She didn't usually travel around, mainly stayed in Nevada while Aegea attended other Sisterhoods around the other states.
They walked around to the back end of the compound, there were high pitch yelling and wooden clanks could be heard. These were the Young Ones training, male and female. The Amazons gave them the tools and the abilities to survive in a world, to be able to live with real people. Cleo and Gea stood on the outside watching them, they were using wooden weapons first, and the mixed martial arts training from one of the Hawaiian sisters, it was Poly today. Wooden staffs and dual tonfas were being used in training, just to make sure something like this could be used outside of the compound. This batch were the sixteen year olds, all of five of them. Poly was practicing with a boy, letting the others watch them. There was one girl who stood on the outside of the group, arms crossed and a large blade hunting knife tucked into her belt.
"Rune!" Gea called out to her.
Rune, an eighteen year old girl of Anglo-Saxon descent, looked up. Her bright blond hair with its black dye streaks in it whipped up in the warm breeze that was passing through the over hang of trees. Rune was a recent new recruit to the Warriors, those that had the obligation of riding around in groups of thirteen. She'd gone through the channels of getting her motorcycle license. Her attitude was cold, she was not raised on any of the compounds, she was a new recruit that wanted nothing to do with men, much like Cleo had.
"Yeah?" She asked stepping up to Gea.
"How do you feel about joining the twelve of us at a meeting that will more than likely be coming up?" The Queen asked.
"With the men you rescued?" She asked.
"Ever heard of the WWE?" Rune nodded her answer. "Well, the three men that make up a group called The Shield, were in that car and Cleo is stepping down from the spotlight."
Rune looked at the older woman. "What would I have to do?"
"Act like a bad ass bitch willing to take on the world of men? You know, what Amazons are true at doing." Cleo elaborated.
"The WWE is a patriarchal business, they have no right to us. But those three men have potential, we need more females around here."
"What if there are sons?"
"It wouldn't make much of a difference. We'll just keep expanding. But there has not been a man on the compound in years. If we get them for thirteen nights, we could have a chance at producing offspring."
"There's still a fifty fifty chance of there being sons."
"Keegan's my son and I refuse to kick him out because he's a boy. But I am getting up there in age, I'm far beyond the breeding part in my life. The myth of the Amazons killing sons are fables, the ancients called them close to Barbarians. While we share the same initial beliefs we do not kill the boys. You see them and their mothers heading off. It's so that the boys know their fathers. At least the ones that want to stick around and have a bond with their sons. But like we said, it's been years since a man, any man has used the cabins."
"If they are here, what will they be doing?" That was when Rune's young age started to show.
"Working. Life doesn't stop for them. And no, any sexual activities will be regulated to the night. We'll enforce a curfew for the Young Ones and see to it that the men don't go where they are not supposed to." Cleo said.
"Are you going to," Rune stopped her question when she looked at Aegea.
"If it is meant to be, then so be it. Remember, I was born into it. I've known nothing other than this life." She motioned to everything around them with a wide gesture of her arms. "This is all I know."
Rune looked down at her feet. "If I say yes, will I have to," she stopped herself before asking the obvious question.
"No. Remember, your freedom is bound here. You can do what you wish and if that means mating with them, if that's the happiness you want then you should do it. But don't let Countess pressure you. You know how she is around men."
She looked unsure of that. She was a new recruit, she moved fast through the ranks and training to get to where she was ready to go out on rides with the rest of the Amazons. She was a great fighter. But like most other women who were from similar backgrounds, men were the cause of their problems and her trust in the opposite sex was not solid. But she would make a great addition to the second in command when Cleo stepped down completely.
"So we straight?" Cleo asked Rune.
The younger woman nodded, pushing her hair out of her face. Unlike Aegea's own jet black hair and ever changing green eye color, she had the beauty Aegea felt she seemed to lack. No wonder all her troubles started with men.
"Yeah, I'll do it." She nodded.
That was all Gea could ask for considering the Cleo wanted nothing to do with the WWE.
Three Weeks Later…
It took three weeks before The Sin City Amazons were contacted. And as Gea had suspected it was the wife of the CEO of the WWE, Linda McMahon who contacted them.
"Gea," she looked up from where she was reaching for another log. It was one of the Maidens that came with the recent family. Her name escaped Gea but she still wore a cast on her left arm and a light blue silk dress that one of the Crones had given her. "Mrs. McMahon is on the phone for you."
"I'll be right there, Sister." She said standing up and taking a bandanna and wiping the sweat off my face.
She smiled at the Amazon Queen and then walked away, kicking up a slight cloud of dirt and dust in her wake.
If the weather got any hotter the would be at risk for a fire and that would cost them dearly for being complacent. It was abnormally warm for that time of year and if they didn't tend to the dry debris around the compound it would be devistating if dry lightning caught the entire place on fire.
"Cleo, can you and some of the Warriors, Boys and Maidens check out fire safety? I have a call from Linda McMahon waiting for me." Gea said as she walked up on the porch to the main house.
"Yeah, sure. I was getting worried about that myself." Cleo responded standing up. "Keegan, grab a few of the boys and meet me by the training ground."
"Yes, Mom." He smiled at the two women before bounding off the steps.
The main office was where all the work was done, at least paper work. Legal stuff, birth certificates, personal files and stuff like that on all the women and children in the compound. All open for everyone. If someone were to leave, they would take their stuff and do so if they pleased. Sharyl was already up in the office talking on the phone. Her gray hair had been swept back in a long ponytail as she spoke softly over the phone.
"Yes, and she just stepped in. Mrs. Linda McMahon on the phone for you, Aegea." She said.
"Thank you Sharyl." She smiled at the silver haired woman. "Hello, this is Aegea, the Queen of the Vegas Faction." She said cradling the phone to her ear.
"That is a strange name." The woman said. "I'm sorry, I'm not used to this kind of thing. I'm Linda McMahon. I've been told that my husband has been having a hard time contacting you."
"As I would suspect." She commented. "We're not in the business of dealing with men."
"Yeah, which is why I found a phone number out of New York. Actually finding that Queen was a little bit easy. I didn't know your people liked to drink in the rough parts of the city."
"All people have different wants and needs. Mine are simple. But we're all about the safety of women, girls, boys under the age of eighteen, at least in my Faction. So what is it that you want out of me?"
"Well, considering that what you did has boosted the ratings a fair bit, how about a part in the show? We'd pay you handsomely."
"We have anonymous benefactors helping us, we don't need your money." Aegea said reclining in the computer chair she was sitting in.
"That doesn't make sense."
"We're in an underground world, Mrs. McMahon. What we do is no concern to the patriarchal society. Because I'm well aware that this phone call is being listened to by your husband."
There as a shuffling sound and muffled voices going on in the background. Ah Ha, she knew it. Only a man would worry about a conversation that his wife was having.
"But we have come to the conclusion that we will do this for your show, but on our conditions."
"That would be?"
Gea smirked to herself. "We will discuss that the next time you perform in Vegas. Which is when?"
"In a month." She said.
In a month huh? Then that would put them in September some time. "Any big pay per views in that month?"
"It would be the next Raw show after that. Our Pay per views are usually held in the later part of the months."
Gea looked up at the ceiling, counting the days that would require for them to have the three men. But one aspect escaped her for a second, jumbling up the invisible numbers over her head.
"There is one thing that we have to know before we settle on a deal. Of those three men, are any of them in relationships, and or married?"
"Uh, no. Actually that was the reason why they were going to Vegas. Dean Ambrose lives in Vegas. Apparently all three suffered break ups just before that and requested some time off, a weekend which they spent a whole week because of concussions and luckily no broken bones."
Gods be praised for that one, if she was a religious person. "That's good. Call to set up an appointment, only for the show. No contact before then. And go through the same channels of getting this number."
"Why?"
"We always change them. Prevents men from tracking us. Have a nice day, Ma'am." Gea said before hanging up.
Sighing, she ran her fingers through her A-line bobbed haircut.
"Trouble?" Sharyl asked from the doorway.
"I think we're going to have those three sign a non disclosure contract." Gea said, swiveling around to look at the Crone woman.
She nodded, leaning her shoulder on the door jam. "Seems to be a fair one. To ensure they don't speak about what we do around here, or say."
"Yeah."
She looked me over. "So which one of the men have you taken a shining for."
Gea rolled her eyes at the older woman as she stood up. "That's no concern to you, Sharyl."
Cleo laughed as she approached the door. "Honey, I maybe too old for them but I am not blind. The man I got out of the car, he was massive, a warrior brother but the Sisters Poly and Nesia says that he's Samoan. The man was built but he's too young for my taste."
"Prior to the crash, the one named Dean Ambrose in the WWE, but Jon Good in reality, looked at me as we waited for the light to change. He had a cockiness to himself, self assurance. He's good looking, but the other two are better at it than he is. But there was something in his eyes that really interested me."
"And with your own clock ticking you want to make sure that you at least have one daughter to pass on the tradition of being a Queen." The former Queen herself said. She didn't ask, she knew the other woman so well.
"If I have one chance to have any child, then I am going to take it." Gea concluded the conversation as she walked around her second in command.
Well there it is, another update. I hope you got a good idea about what the life Gea and the rest of the Amazons live in. Thanks for the reviews, it's good to know you guys like this story so far even if it isn't the kind of story that I am known to write. More to come soon.