Overcoming Destiny

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Wireless communications"

Ch 10

Sinon packed away her radio after she called in her report for the week with Alicia Rue, the Cait Sith faction leader. She had left Tiffania the week before while she scouted the floating continent to give info to Tristain. As well as discover the source of her unease since she had been having that dream showing a child which appeared to be in a dungeon. She had spent most of her time till this point dodging patrols while sneaking into encampments taking information from the commanding officers tents. Titania had explained to her that this was their attempt to get into Tristain's good graces. This would have been a fun, if not challenging, quest if this had still been a game but now it was much more serious, kind of like her current situation. She had snuck into a general's tent near Newcastle but someone had noticed her moving around the makeshift office and came to investigate.

"Oh crap." She mumbled as she prepared for a fight. She had a bow but was glad that she had left it at her camp when she infiltrated the camp not wanting to snag it on the tents. Instead she drew two tomahawks from specifically created holsters that allowed for easy access while covering the razor sharp blades. Her two hawks were of a unique design. They had an eleven cm long spike on the back side that the top edge of it was curved inline with the axe head on the other side making the solid steel weapons very deadly, they were rounded out with the handles being just under her cubit in length. Upon drawing she held her left hand in front of her defensively holding that hawk in a full choke grip. The second was held just in front of her right thigh in a loose hammer grip.

Her assailants stood there in shock unnerved at the sight in front of them. In any other setting the men would have found her desirable with her cat like features making her exotic. They didn't think that of this sight though, what they saw was an angry tiger with glowing blue eyes begging for a reason to attack.

"Capture her! She's only one woman!" The General ordered from behind his men.

The first man to reluctantly charge forward was met with the butt of the handle in her left hand to the temple knocking him out before she jumped up, crouching on the makeshift desk and slid her left hand into a lose hammer grip mirroring her other side. Using her right hand she hooked the neck of the next man using him to shield herself from a crossbow bolt, killing him. As the soldier fell she flipped over him, delivering an axe kick which broke another soldiers neck. She threw her left hand hawk in the instant she touched down, splitting open the crossbowman's skull killing him instantly. Ducking into a shoulder roll she dodged a sword slash, breaking the man's knee by embedding the spike into it before ripping it out shredding tendons and ligaments. Having dispatched the soldiers sent after her in the tent she walked out, retrieving her second hawk in passing. "Would you be willing to talk now you waste of space?" Sinon asked wary of her surroundings, standing relaxed yet primed to move if need be. This was fortunate because the man she had knocked out earlier had come to and was sneaking up behind her. Hearing him she waited till he was close enough driving the spike of her right hand hawk into his neck killing him. "Huh. Still need practice. My aim is off."

The general was shaking in fear by now because it had been silent enough that nobody was stirring and he was under no illusion about his chances for survival if he called for help. Without another word Sinon, by his reckoning, appeared to melt into the shadows leaving him to collapse from relief before he forced himself to stand, collecting just enough of his belongings to make a run for it and vacated like the hounds of hell were on his heels.

A couple miles away from the reconquista encampment Sinon collapsed as the tension left her body. "Sinon girl you need to get better." She mumbled to herself before hissing in pain as she gingerly fingered a fifteen cm long gash on her forearm. "That'll leave a mark." She mused as she started up a fire before beginning to take supplies from her backpack to clean and stitch up the gash on her arm. She still felt pain every time that she killed somebody but like Titania told her 'If it ever becomes easy there is a problem.' As it was she was glad that she had gotten over the first man she killed protecting her mother which kept her from freezing up. Later that night unknown to Sinon as she slept, the gash that she stitched up healed at an accelerated rate pushed the stitching out onto the ground.

OOooOO

Matilda mulled over what she had learned over the last month. She was happy to be accepted by people that treated her like family, because she mused, it wasn't being a noble that she missed and it wasn't the pride and prestige either. No it was the close familial relationship that she missed and was absent within most noble families. Louise had returned some of that to her by accepting her for who and now what she was. She was also assured in the knowledge that her sister was fine and that she and Tiffania were now part of the same species.

As she walked the streets of Yggdrasil city she marveled at all the fairy race had accomplished after they had been displaced to Halkeginia.

Silently she entered the front door of a shop when she heard yelling from within.

"Dad you don't do that at this stage! It'll take forever to save this steel! You watch the store, somebody just came in." An irate girl yelled from the forge at the back of the building.

"Jeez it can't be that hard to forge weapons she's acting like that one will be used. I'm still practicing dadgumit." A rather well built man standing almost 180 cm tall mumbled to himself as he entered the store front. "Um hello welcome to Kirigaya's weapon shop can I help you with anything?" He asked as the ringing of hammer on anvil started behind him

Matilda looked the man over, he was wearing heavy canvas clothing with a leather apron that was standard fair for blacksmiths. Noting the beard and hair that if not for the pointed ears could have been a Albion native. Shaking herself she answered hurriedly. "Not at the moment I was just browsing. Titania gave me the day off and I need a weapon to supplement my magic, seeing as it's not as combat oriented as Halkeginian magic."

"I see." The leathery leprechaun said. "That means that you're one of the changed natives and probably more familiar with the conventional swords and daggers." He mumbled looking over the walls before opening the door to the forge. "Rika I need you to take this one." He yelled into the back room.

"Geez do I have to do everything?" The girl yelled in frustration. "It's been a month already, this old dog is being impossible." As she came into the front room showing Matilda a girl about sixteen with pink hair the same shade as the Vallière women wearing a sleeveless version of what her father wore. "What can I get you today?" Rika asked cheerfully.

Mathilda sat there staring coming to grips with what she was seeing, because standing before her was Kirito's wife. 'Why would the wife of someone in such close confidence of Titania be needing to work?' She asked herself in surprise. She was even further shocked when eight little fingers curled up over the edge of the counter as a little girl strained to haul herself up onto it. Rika relented a second later picking up and setting Yui onto the counter much to Mathilda's consternation. She left sometime later with a much deeper understanding of Fae culture, and amused at the family byplay.

OOooOO

Thinker at this moment was standing at the bottom of the lake surveying his surroundings. The mobs down here weren't acting on their AI programming anymore and now acted upon baser instincts. Sighing, his body began giving off intense heat almost flash boiling the water around him as a brilliant flash of light surrounded him. He spent the next hour hunting within the depths of the lake because of his nature of being an Undine dragon kin and the fact that one of his three elements was water allowed him to breathe underwater. After he was satisfied with his exercise he shifted back, exiting the water of the lake, wondering when it would calm down so that he could come up with an excuse for Yulier to disappear for a few months till her transformation was complete. As he had been told by his mother that he needed to keep his heritage a secret from all except other dragonkin and that he would either have to gain impeccable control over his already controlled emotions or turn the one he chose as his wife when he found her. This action was taken so that you didn't accidentally hurt them thus limiting intimate contact till the change was complete usually resulting in the couple moving to a remote region until the change was complete. His father had been killed in a terrorist attack in the US before he was born. His mother had survived the heartbreak long enough to assure his survival and that he knew enough to insure the survival of anybody else he turned or met. The first thing being that he had to keep his nature a secret as he had been taught unless in a time of great need to limit the fear and contempt that most would show for his kind.

OOooOO

"My Lord Cromwell I bring urgent news." An aid called as he entered the throne room that Oliver Cromwell had claimed as his own.

"Well speak you fool." Cromwell ordered the excitable man.

"General Heirbloom has abandoned his post sir. As well as the country." The aid answered after prompting.

"I see so another has left his post." Another voice said startling the other two people in the room.

"L-l-lady Sheffield you're back." Cromwell stuttered out in surprise.

"Yes I'm here. How goes the purging of the island?" The dark haired woman asked stepping out of the shadows.

"It's going well we just seem to be having a few minor setbacks with deserters." Cromwell answered quickly.

"As long as you are able to supply my lord with an army at the proper time then it matters not how you go about it." She said.

"As per my agreement that allows me to stay in power it shall be done." Cromwell continued having repeated the sentiments many times before as Sheffield turned and started to leave. "Prince Wales was in our custody but he seems to have vanished from the line at the gallows."

"I see." Sheffield contemplated before answering. "At the moment it is of no consequence." With that she exited the room before leaving the building.

OOooOOooOO

I have nothing to say. Chris you got anything?

Hang in there my waifu.

Chris, Sinon isn't your waifu.

Shows you what you know how can I tie myself down to just.

Oh boy. Here we go again.

Just so you know Shane I believe that's got to hurt.

Slamming my head against something is the only way that I can stand you at times.

Oh well sorry for your loss.

You're making no sense at the moment.

Hmm.