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The Wars of Legends
Book 2: Bats Rising
Chapter Four: The Flight from Bouzillé
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Trigger warnings: Incest, Public nudity
It was nighttime in Bouzillé and within the Queens' Chambers of the Hive Complex that had been dug beneath the town Saya and Diva were having sex as they had at every opportunity since the establishment of their base so as to supplement the Broodmothers in producing new members of the Swarm.
Even as Saya rubbed her nude body against Diva's and they worshipped each other's bodies, part of her was grossed out by the fact that she was having sex with her twin. Particularly by the inhuman way their labias just seemed to meld into each other and the ovipositor she hadn't known she'd even had until her genetic memory had been unlocked dueled with Diva's own within their wombs as they implanted eggs into each other.
Nonsense. She told herself as she adjusted her position so she could suckle at Diva's breast. This is perfectly natural for Chiropteran Hive Queens.
She had been thinking that more and more lately, and as she did it became easier each time to give herself over to the intense pleasure and love that having sex with her Diva brought.
Speaking of pleasure, she was steadily building herself up to a crescendo what with the way that Diva had taken to howling in ecstasy at her ministrations of her teat while simultaneously leaving bloody scratches down her back that sent a sinfully perfect mixture of pain and pleasure down Saya's spine.
She, and she felt through their bond Diva as well, was just at the precipice of a monumental climax when a quick burst of panic from the surface sentries surged through the Hivemind and smothered their passion nigh instantaneously.
"Damn it!" Diva cursed, giving voice to their mutual frustration, as the two Queens disengaged from each other.
Saya offered her sister an apologetic smile, as she stepped away.
Ignoring the now familiar sight of both their wombs steadily swelling with the new life they'd begotten through their lovemaking, Saya closed her eyes to focus on looking through the eyes of her children on the surface to discern what was the cause of concern.
Her breath hitched in fear as she saw the killer teleport into the town square alongside a large number of wizards and began massacring her children. Her brave Warriors fought valiantly, swarming the wizards but it was in vain. While it seemed only the killer could cast the spell that killed instantaneously, the other wizards had learned from their previous encounters with their kind and were using concentrated barrages of their explosive spells against individual Warriors to overwhelm their healing factors. As a result, despite the best efforts of the sentries they were gradually being wiped out.
I have to take charge, Saya concluded as she slipped off their bed and walked over to the armoire containing her clothes.
As she crossed the short distance, she barely felt it as she gave birth to a pair of premature Workers. The action not even causing her to break stride. They hit the ground as barely recognizable fetuses but thanks to her power, their growth continued at a hyper accelerated rate even outside the womb such that by the time she swung the cupboard door open they were already getting onto their fully developed feet.
"Diva, go ready the ship for emergency launch. I'll lead the defense."
She felt Diva's pout through the Hivemind even as her sister spoke to her telepathically.
I can help you fight! The blue Queen insisted.
Turning away from pulling out a dress, Saya leveled her still pregnant sister a serious look.
"No, you will not." Saya said with finality. "If I die, the immature offspring that you're carrying can be morphed into Queens and ensure our species' survival. We can't afford to risk that."
Diva looked mutinous, but Saya continued to shoot her a stern glare. It look a minute, but eventually the blue Queen nodded in agreement.
Satisfied, Saya slipped on her dress, the Workers she'd just birthed helping her. She barely paid any attention to them as they dressed her, the bulk of her focus instead directed to coordinating her forces as they fought to defend their Hive.
She had a battle to win. Their species' survival depended on it.
Haji had been in the manufactories trying out various weapons in the hopes of finding one to suit his needs when the attack began, he was thus rushing to the surface with a squad of Warriors, all of them augmented by crude cybernetics and energy weapons produced by the manufactories, when he sensed Saya take command of their forces.
All equipped Warriors form up on me. Saya ordered, Let the unequipped keep the wizards occupied for now and buy us some time.
Heeding her command, Haji led his squad to the central gallery of the Hive. There he found his Queen standing at the head of almost a hundred Warriors, all equipped with the finest equipment the Hive could produce with their limited resources. Around them, still unaugmented Warriors streamed pass them, heading to the surface in a bid to pin the wizards down.
"Saya," Haji called out to his liege as he walked to stand by her stand.
The red Queen just nodded, her eyes closed as she presumably observed the situation topside through the vision of their Warriors already engaging the enemy.
"We have them pinned," Saya said at long last. "Exactly where we want them too, right above us."
Haji looked up and noticed that there was a large closed opening directly above them. It was one whose construction had baffled Haji when Saya had first ordered it, but he now realized she must have intended to function as a trap of some kind from the get go.
Ingenious. Haji noted as he joined the already dispersing Warriors as they took up positions behind cover that would allow them to encircle anything that would fall through the opening above.
Once everyone was in position, Saya blurred to the controls for the opening and activated it. The various teeth like panels that held it closed immediately slid into their housings, leaving the thin layer of earth above them completely unsupported. Obeying the laws of physics, the earth and the dozens of wizards above collapsed into the Hive.
A few of them reacted quickly and with the use of some spell or other managed to arrest their fall, but the majority fell to their deaths. Even those who avoided this fate, soon found themselves caught in a deadly crossfire as hundreds of plasma bolts were sent their way by the many Warriors lining the bottom of the newly created pit. Of the six or so that managed to survive the fall, only two managed to find cover among the mounds of earth that fell with them before they were torn to shreds by the plasma fire. Of course one of these, had to be the killer.
Advance! Haji heard Saya order, and watched as a dozen of the Warriors obeyed. Marching out from behind their cover they stalked forward with their shoulder mounted, turreted plasma repeaters laying down heavy suppressive fire as they closed to kill the surviving wizards. One of them, a woman foolishly poked her head out from her cover presumably to fire a spell only to have Haji throw one of the knives he'd picked out earlier at the manufactories through an eye and into her brain.
The killer however remained safely under his cover, even as the sustained plasma bombardment steadily ate away at the hill of earth that he was cowering behind.
Haji felt the urge to blur forward and pull him out from behind his makeshift fortification like the coward he was but a wordless order for restraint issued forth from Saya that urged caution stopped him. This inaction on his part saved his life as suddenly from behind the killer's earthen mound there suddenly shot out a massive serpent made entirely of unnatural flame that was infused with a great deal of Ascended energy.
This supernatural fire lashed out at the lead Warriors like it was truly a living serpent, wrapping itself around them and constricting. Their admittedly subpar shields barely held a moment before shattering before the strength and heat emitted by the construct, their flesh succumbing moments later.
"Hahahaha!" The killer laughed uproariously. "So fiendfyre kills you lot just as well as the killing curse huh? Well, have more of a taste of it then!"
In response to his words, the fire mutated. From the original monstrous serpent's flanks there emerged a gigantic pack of fiery beasts: more flaming serpents, chimaeras, and dragons split off and unleashed their flaming unnatural fury upon the gathered Warriors.
In seconds, the tide had turned against them. What had had been a one-sided massacre of the wizards transforming into a burning hell for the Chiropterans as the killer's fiendfyre consumed them alive.
A large boar like mass of magical flame charged at Haji but he simply spread his wings and leapt over it, the quartet of Warriors behind him however were too slow and were stampeded and then burnt to a crisp before they could follow his lead.
Swerving to avoid a flaming bird that sought to impale its beak through his chest, Haji scanned the area for any sign of Saya. He found his Queen busy trying to fight her way through the firestorm the killer had created while using her Ascended powers to smother any flaming construct that neared her.
Saya, what are you doing? Haji called out in alarm even as he tried to dive towards her, only to be forced to change course once more to avoid the flaming bird from earlier.
He's only one man! If I kill him, then this is over. Saya insisted as she got ever closer to the dangerous wizard.
This did not go unnoticed by said wizard who now stood, surrounded by the coils of his original fiery creation and looked at Saya with dawning comprehension.
"So you're these things' leader, eh girl?" The wizard said with contempt. "Well, that just means that if I kill you this'll all be over."
"Funny, I was thinking the same thing about you." Saya said as she blurred forward, intent to stab the human.
But before she could reach him, he spun on the heel of his feet and disappeared with a popping sound. Saya's rapier thrust instead into the flaming body of the snake, her aura of Ascended power smothering it. Not that it was any consolation when it left her at wandpoint of the killer who had rematerialized right behind her.
"Die! Avada-"
Not on my life!
Ignoring the pesky bird trying to keep him away, Haji called on all the speed his nature as a Chevalier gifted him and dove to his Queen's aid. This forced him to blur right through the flaming bird and at least one other construct, covering his body in massive, painful burns but those were inconsequential. Not when Saya's life was at stake.
With a massive impact Haji slammed into the ground beside the man, the force of which knocking the human off his feet and with it his aim.
-Kedavra!"
The man's spell shot wide and flew back out into the night sky. Haji felt more than saw or heard as his startled Queen blurred away to safety, even as despite his still healing injuries he grabbed a hold of the killer's wand arm and with a single vicious tug ripped the arm clean off.
To his credit, the human didn't scream nor did he collapse to the ground in pain. Somehow he managed to stay standing and drew a new wand with remaining hand. He pointed shakily at Haji, who just looked at him with angry crimson eyes and prepared to finish him off.
Unfortunately this was precisely the moment that the the sound of dozens, no hundreds, of pops resounded from the town above. The wizard's reinforcements had arrived.
The killer knew it too, if the smirk he shot Haji was any indication.
The Chevalier was tempted to wipe that smirk off his face. It would be so easy. All he needed to do was blur forward and impale his claws into his chest and rip his heart out. The man was already half-dead, there was little he could do to stop him.
It was however not to be.
Haji! Leave him! We need to retreat! Now! Saya ordered.
Haji growled in frustration but was unwilling and unable to resist a direct command from his Queen, thus he blurred away to join her as she made her way to the ship.
As she did, he caught one last infuriating sight of the killer. He was smiling victoriously.
A still naked Diva rubbed her swollen belly nervously, as she waited impatiently on the bridge of their escape ship for her sister. They were rushing to prepare to launch but were hampered by the ship's hasty construction making many systems finicky, but even if they were able to do so the blue Queen wouldn't. Because Saya still had not come.
Hurry up, Saya! Hurry up!
Diva thought to herself in a repeating mantra as she watched the fight with the wizards through the eyes of the Warriors.
She felt grim satisfaction as the wizards fell for her sister's trap and the majority of them died, only to be overcome by horrified shock as the killer single handedly turned the tide with that fire spell of his.
She gasped and the blood froze in her veins as he managed to catch Saya at wand point and sighed in relief when Haji saved her. A relief that only grew as her sister finally ordered a retreat, even if it meant that she left the majority of their surviving Warriors as a sacrificial rearguard in the process.
None of that mattered so long as Saya was alright. Diva thought to herself as she blurred to the airlock and threw herself into her sister's arms as she walked on board. Saya opened her mouth to reassure her, but Diva was having none of that. She pulled her lover into a passionate kiss, and took her reassurance for herself.
Much to Diva's frustration however Saya's only kissed back distractedly and quickly pulled away. She could sense Saya issuing orders to the crew, checking if all was ready for launch. Diva might have been offended that her sister hadn't trusted her to carry out her half of their plan, but was too overjoyed that Saya was safe to care. So she just pressed herself into the red Queen's side and basked in her presence.
Saya absently wrapped her arm around her shoulder and her hand inadvertently landed on her breasts and ghosted against her nipple, causing Diva to let out a breathy excited breath. This caught her sister's attention at last, and she rolled her eyes.
"Diva why are you running around naked again?"
Honestly, why is that a big deal? It's not like we're humans. Diva replied telepathically with a shrug. The lesser castes walk around nude their whole lives!
"We're not having this conversation again now." Saya said with a sigh. "But we will when we have the time."
With that said, the red Queen closed her eyes and spread her awareness to touch every Chiropteran on board the ship.
"Hurry up! I want us to take off yesterday!" She commanded, both verbally and via the Hivemind causing all her subjects to obey and turn to their tasks with renewed vigour.
Back at the pit trap, Javert was busy working to get his second wind back. Casting a number of borderline forbidden spells on himself to bring himself to something resembling fighting trim, he let the magic settle within his system as he considered what he needed to do.
The area here was safe for now, the reinforcements having flown down on brooms like screaming angry Veelas to blast the handful of Warriors in the pit that had survived his fiendfyre to pieces. The beasts' fancy shields not able to stand up against the raw power of dozens of wizards and witches fueled by righteous fury.
But that won't be enough to stop this menace. No, in order to do that we'll need to cut off the head of the snake. That 'girl'! I need to kill that thing!
Fueled by this realization, Javert pushed himself back to his feet.
"Sir, you shouldn't be moving, you need to-"
Javert cut the mediwitch off with a dismissive wave of his remaining hand.
"What I need, girl, is to finish this."
With that grim statement he marched off towards where he could hear the fighting. Despite his bravado though, he was exhausted and he barely made it to a run as he raced down the tunnels the creatures had dug. If he was still the man he was before he'd first heard about these Chiropterans, he might have felt curiosity at the perfectly smooth walls of their tunnels or the myriad of mysterious machinery that ran their length. But that man was long gone.
Pathetic! Thought to himself with disgust as his slow pace allowed a squad of newbies to catch up to him presumably with the intent to serve as his backup.
As they neared the fighting though, Javert pushed aside his self-deprecation. Already, he could see the bodies of dozens of fine witches and wizards killed by the abominations and their twisted new fire spitting cannons.
"If you like fire so much, you beasts, try some of mine." Javert roared, as without even breaking stride he leveled his wand at the barricade the monsters had set up and unleashed a torrent of fiendfyre.
As the fiery lions and manticores mauled the accursed creatures to death with their flesh eating flames, they at his command also cut a path for him. Running through this opening he made, he continued down the hallway. He lost his 'backup' in the process, the lot of them freezing in shock at his use of dark magic. Like it mattered what type of magic he used so long as it killed the Chiropterans?
"Point Me Chiropteran." Javert cast the unique variant of the Four-Point Spell he'd created. Instead of pointing North like the regular spell, this variant caused his wand to point towards the highest concentration of the magic that powered the creatures. It was short ranged and hadn't been useful in tracking them cross-country, but inside their own lair? It was perfect.
And I'm betting there's no bigger pool of that than their leader.
Following the directions of his spell, Javert easily navigated the maze of tunnels the Chiropterans has created. He was met with resistance on occasion, but nothing a little application of fiendfyre and the killing curse couldn't solve. They nevertheless slowed him down and it took him the better part of ten minutes before he found himself before a sturdy looking door.
Not that a mere door would stop him
"Bombarda Maxima!" He cast, blasting the door completely out of its housing and flying onto the catwalk beyond which amazingly did not collapse under its clearly hefty weight. Javert might have been impressed, if he was not so thoroughly consumed by his hatred for the structure's creators.
Instead, he rushed out onto the catwalk expecting perhaps to find himself overlooking some vast self-aggrandizing audience chamber or vile laboratory as befitting the twisted witch that would create monstrosities like the Chiropterans, but instead found that the catwalk merely encircled a large room. At the center of which sat a large arrowhead shaped construct that filled up most of the massive chamber.
What is that thing? Javert thought, a deep sense of uneasiness filling him at the sight of it. Whatever it is, I need to destroy it!
Decision made, he began searching for a way down but was suddenly blinded by a intense burst of blue light. Shielding his eyes with his hand, he turned towards its source: the construct. Through the intense light, he could barely make out what looks like a literal tear in reality as the thing floated into the air before shooting through the tear.
Was that just my imagination?
As the spots in his eyes cleared and his vision returned to normal, it showed that much to his chagrin he was wrong.
The construct was gone.
The Earthside adventures of Saya and Diva are done! Hooray!
It's time for the Chiropterans to go make a name for themselves on the galactic scene. How will they do so? Keep reading to find out!
Beyond that, I want to admit now that we've seen the last of Earth for now. Namely about Javert's characterization. I didn't do this consciously, but as I wrote this chapter I realized I was taking a lot of cues about how to have him behave from the titular protagonist of the Goblin Slayer anime. I dunno about you, but to me this actually seems to have him a better character. Agree? Disagree? Let me know.
Okay, it's unfortunately rant time again. Not more than two chapters aka two days after asking people not to be pushy with their suggestions I get my first case of exactly that. Ugh. The reviewer even starts off nice enough but once I reject them twice (because their interpretations of canon don't fit with mine which I'm naturally using in this AU & his arguments were unconvincing to me) and tell them to stop again twice, they suddenly turn around and put words in my mouth by falsely claiming that I said they were offensive & a flamer! Then proceeding to moralize about how I can only be a better person and writer by being more open to criticism? Seriously!? Anyways~! I just want to ask any other people with suggestions to please be more mature and civil. Okay, rant over.
Till next time, ciao.
