Savior's P.O.V~
I kept looking back at Salarnia seeing her pain looming like a dark cloud over her head. I hated this too. I didn't want to leave her. She was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Her hair was long and silky while her skin was smooth and soft, her eyes bright and lively while her figure was perfect. She had the right curves and her stance was proud but at the moment it was sad from loosing her realm and family and soon me. I stopped and looked around. The wasteland was so barren it was hard to tell where to go to get to the Tarkatans. Salarnia walked before me and looked around sniffing the air.
"BARAKA!" She screamed. It echoed across the empty wasteland of Outworld.
"What do you need of me, Princess?" A voice said as a Tarkatan walked out. That must be Baraka, and from what I heard he is the leader of the Outworld Tarkatans. He crossed his thick arms that were spiked with something that was under his skin. I'll admit I felt like I needed to be on guard because of the teeth alone on him. He made a shark look like nothing compared to his mouth.
"Do you know of an underground chamber under your land?"
"I do, what do you want that for?" He said locking those snake like eyes on hers.
"There is a charm we need to find. Edenia has been destroyed." Baraka turned his back to her and motioned his hand over his shoulder.
"I'll take you to it but what's in it for me?"
"You wanna fight a big bad demon guy named Crocell?" Baraka turned back to her with a bloody lustful look in his eyes. "Take us and help us through the maze and if Crocell arrives you can fight him all you want. You can use the blades and all." She said pointing to his arms. I then noticed a hole in the outter skinning of his forearm. A blade suddenly sliced out.
"It has been a while since I have used these..." He sliced the blades away. "I accept your offer, but if he does not arrive?"
"Then you can freely kill anyone you deem as a threat in your wasteland. Maybe for too long your race has stilled your blades." She held out her hand. Baraka took it and shook then led us to his compound home. Instantly a female Tarkatan walked up holding a small child in her arms.
"Salarnia, this is Jila; my mate and this is my son Aseno."
"Nice to meet you, Jila." Jila just nodded her head. She had the same scary mouth as Baraka. Being around Tarkatans was giving me a chill. Baraka led us on toward the chamber pathway...
Salarnia's P.O.V~
Baraka led us to a mausoleum like small building made of poorly constructed marble. Well either it was poorly made or it was due to the fact that it was made in the middle of a wasteland. Either way we walked in and Baraka pulled open a door on the floor that led down yet another set of stairs. I was surely burning a lot of calories doing all this crap of walking up and down stairs. We ventured down into the bowels of the building as I felt Savior step beside me taking my hand into his. I squeezed his hand trying to take some of his strength as this journey was getting tougher to swallow. Could I really face that moment when I lose him? I shook myself mentally and kept a cool demeanor to make sure he wouldn't worry about me more than he already was.
"Are you alright?" I heard Savior whisper. I looked up at him and smiled.
"I'm okay," I replied touching his arm. In a way I don't think he believed me because his eyes looked up and down my face then he looked down the stairs in the chamber. I knew his heart was hurting as much as mine was. He didn't want to leave me like he knew he was bound to. "Okay, I was lying. I'm dreading each step because I hate to have to let you go."
"I know, I dread it too but you are my charge and I must fulfill my task." He put his arm over mine tucking mine under the thick bicep. "But after this we go to the heavens."
"Wait, I thought the heavens was that octagon where the Gods appear." Savior laughed.
"Then you've never seen the rest of the heavens. The place where we need to go is the heavens in which my brothers and sisters live. All angels are brothers and sisters I guess that is why the Gods made us unable to have children if we did it would be incest." He explained. Baraka stopped as we entered the chamber.
"There's the text, Savior." I said pointing to the wall to his right. He walked over to it and started reading it.
"Says only the pure of heart may cross here. Evil intent shall be rejected." He read. I looked out and saw the path was lined down the way with markings that glowed bright red. "Those who cross must be ready to face a challenge to give up something they feel they need not." I turned to Baraka and then up to the stairs.
"Baraka, can you stay guard here?"
"If Crocell comes, I my blade will surely find his heart."
"Thank you," I replied...
Crocell's P.O.V~
After Procella vanished to do what everyone knew practically already what she was up to, I found the building thanks to the help of a female Tarkatan holding a young infant. I shoved her toward the stairs and kept her moving. In exchange for her service I wouldn't kill the infant in her arms. She led the way until she saw another Tarkatan.
"Jila? What are you doing down here?" He said as she walked to him. I walked out and down toward them.
"She showed me the way down in order to save her baby," I pointed at her sending a bolt of black lightning through her. "But I never said I'd spare her," The female fell into his arms as the baby cried out. His eyes snapped up at me as he set her dying body aside. She still clung to the horrid child when I was hit from the side. I looked over finding the putrid princess but my brother was missing.
"You're one cruel bastard aren't you?" she said as the Tarkatan rushed at me trying indeed to slice me in two with his arm blades...
Salarnia's P.O.V~
I knelt beside Jila and holding my hands over her chest I started healing her while her mate Baraka attacked Crocell. I sent Savior on ahead knowing Baraka might not be able to take on Crocell and Procella by himself. The thing was, where was Procella? When I finished healing Jila she stood as I helped her escape back to the surface with her son.
"Salarnia, thank you."
"I've had enough of death, I wasn't about to let your son lose you." Jila used her eyes to show her gratitude like how Aunt Mileena had to before her surgery. I smiled at her and turned dashing back down to assist Baraka. When I got down there, Crocell had Baraka pinned to the wall ready to strike him dead. I grabbed his arm turning and throwing him on to some of the glowing red marks. He wailed pain as the marks zapped him burning some of the feathers on his golden wings. I ran pass him to find Savior when the place began to shake. Guess Savior got the Charm fragment already.
I turned as Savior ran out like his ass was on fire or something and grabbed Baraka's hand pulling him toward the surface. The walls were cracking and crumbling as the ceiling was dropping down toward us. I was able to pull Baraka out with Savior not far behind just in time. Baraka staggered over to Jila and fell to his knees. She instantly knelt down and touched his cheek; the part of his face where he had no teeth. He looked up and reached out rubbing his finger on his son's head.
"How is he?" He asked obviously more worried about his son than his own well being. Jila looked down at their son and then back to him.
"He sleeps now, all is well with our son." I tore my eyes from them and saw Savior's forearm. He had already set the charm in his skin. The marks now read: Earth, Chaos, Power. I still didn't understand the whole concept behind the marks and their meanings.
"Heavens?" I asked reaching out and taking his wrist in my hand turning the forearm up. I traced the marks on his skin. I wanted to rip the charms from him and stop this all so we can find another way to save Edenia without him dying but I knew the charms were merged with every cell of his being. He lifted my chin to make me stop looking at the marks.
"Yes, my homelands now." I nodded and turned back to Baraka and his mate Jila. I touched Baraka's shoulder and let the magick of healing flow into him healing anything that harmed his health.
"You truly are a generous princess." Jila said looking up at me.
"I don't judge your race," I replied. "Your people are unique and special in your own way. I am glad to be allied with the Tarkatans."
"As we are glad to be allied with Edenia." Baraka said standing up and taking his mate's hand. I guess even half breed demons like Tarkatans still cared for their family. They were living creatures too and just because their mouth was like staring at a smiling shark didn't mean they didn't have some kind of compassion or caring intents. It was plain to see Baraka cared more about his son and mate than himself.
"We have to move on before Crocell beats us there,"
"He won't ever enter Heaven again. He is a fallen angel and fallen angels are never to return or the Gods will be angered." Savior explained putting a hand on my shoulder.
"Well we better still go and get that then get to the next realm."
"Good luck on your journey," Jila said. It was then their son woke up again waving his tiny hands in the air. Even as a baby Tarkatan males had those little spikes meaning of course, he too would have the blades.
"Thank you," I said as we left to the heavens where Savior called home...
Crocell's P.O.V~
I was despised that damn princess! She was getting on my last nerve! Procella on the other hand was no help at all. I really should dismantle her but right now I was too weak to even fly which wouldn't have worked anyway. My wings were charred; the feathers burnt and flaking. I stood after narrowly escaping the collapsing building staggering away to hopefully find my annoying minion who was probably getting laid while I staggered around trying to find her...
Procella's P.O.V~
Have you ever done it in the bathroom? I never did before now. Well it wasn't a one on one match. I had even more than two. I was allowing six, yes, six Tarkatans to have their way with me. I was leaned over the sink with one taking me from behind thrusting into me for all he was worth while I gave another one a nice BJ. The others watched waiting for their turn after the first came and stepped aside. The one behind me thrusted into me one last time hugging my waist growling as he spilled into me. He stepped aside as the one I was blowing moved to take his place and another one took up his old place. He guided his saliva moist member into me grabbing my hips and thrusting in to a point it hurt.
I grunted and took the new member in my mouth. The new one behind me was pulling me back into his thrust to clap our skin together and sink in further to hit my core. Y'know I never knew Tarkatans were so big down there. I remember the Clerk had maybe 8 inches but Tarkatans had on average 9 1/2 inches and were two inches thick. The tarkatan behind me reached forward grabbing my shoulders and taking himself fully out only to jam himself back in hard. Each time he did that it felt painful but in a good way. He took himself out then and rubbed his member on the nub poking the head of his against me. He guided himself back in and kept going until the warmth of his seed spilled into me. Luckily I was never going to get pregnant from all these loads I was receiving.
He stepped aside as an new male took his place the one I was blowing spilled into my mouth and moved away as I spit it into the sink. The new Tarkatan led me from the sink and he laid on the floor as I squatted over him. He didn't want my entrance though, he sank himself into my back door. As he held my hips to assist with my balance while I leaned back setting my hands on his chest. A fourth male knelt down and guided himself into my entrance. Double the fun? I'm game. This meant I had one last one to please after these two - wait he was walking up toward my mouth. I took him whole and kept the fun going when the bathroom door opened and in walked... Crocell. Great. Lovely. He was here to spoil my fun again like usual. The other Tarkatans I had already pleased stood before him to block his way.
"You want some, wait your turn!" One hissed. Crocell tried to push pass him but the three tarkatans shoved him back. "Wait you turn!"
"She's mine as it is!" I couldn't argue because, well, I kind had my mouth full. I just listened as the one Tarkatan under me shot his seed then the one over me. They pulled away as I knelt before the third continuing to blow him. On of the earlier ones I pleased walked over and knelt down rubbing his hand through my sex spreading the leaking loads all over me down there. When the third and final Tarkatan was pleased the one behind me laid me flat on the floor kneeling over me tapping my ass with his member. I turned to Crocell.
"Why don't you just leave? You always blame me for your failures. I'm just a sex puppet to you."
"You are MY creation and you should be mine alone!" I shook my head.
"See what I mean? You don't treat me right, I love to get fucked and you don't fulfill it well enough. You're boring. I like it all sorts of ways not one way only." I snapped. Crocell narrowed his eyes and turned his back leaving. I shook my head and rested it down on my arms letting the Tarkatans keep having their way. I wasn't going to fight them when the feeling was so good. I was starting to hate Crocell myself. Maybe I was wrong to have so willingly revived him from the bowels of Edenia. I should have escaped and left him there so I could have my fun endlessly. I flinched when the Tarkatan shoved his member in me because I was so lost in thought I almost forgot I was being gang banged by six males.
Crocell might have created me but I had my own brain and I could think too. Sure I was bound to have a sex drive in hyper drive but his demanding blame game was getting beyond irritating. I shivered as the male shoved himself in the back door setting his hands on the floor at my sides raising himself so he could use just his hips to get it in. I made up my mind, I wasn't going to help Crocell anymore. If he wants those charms he can get them himself. I killed for him, fucked him, and did everything for him yet he didn't care? Didn't appreciate what I've done? Was I really nothing to him?
I felt so used and thrown away by him but at least I was 'loved' by these males. Sure the love was just how I felt and how good I gave it to them but it was love either way. I tightened my cheeks making him moan as he shoved in harder getting more pleasure from the tightness. I brushed my hair behind my ear as he spilled into me. I sat up and frowned. "I have to be going boys. Did you have fun?" They all nodded as I stood. One walked up and cupped my breasts. He massaged them firmly swirling them around.
"Must you leave?" he said pinching the nubs lightly.
"Sadly yes," I said walking pass him and gathering my clothing. Bending over was slightly a bed idea because another one slid his fingers through me then shoved two fingers in me.
"We'll miss you," He said more to what they got from me then to me actually. Like I said the love was only for what I had not truly me. I got dressed and left as they were dressing. I walked outside and left not knowing exactly where I was going or where Crocell was. It wasn't like I cared anymore. He can burn in hell for all I care. He treated me like scum and like trash. Maybe I can reverse this? Maybe I could change myself with a bit of help? I looked up at the sky. Would the Gods ever consider helping me? Could I help the Princess instead to make up for what I've done. I killed her grandmother and grandfather. I felt bad about it all now. Would she ever accept my help? I shook my head and kept walking hoping maybe I can atone for my past sins.
"Procella," I looked around then a brush of wind swept my face up to stare at the sky. "You soul calls for a new start." It was the Gods! They had heard me?
"Yes, I want to make up for what I've done. My creator Crocell has thrown me aside and I wish to change myself."
"You are turning from the darkness you were created from?"
"Yes,"
"Would you accept what punishments you are to face for your mistakes?"
"Yes, I would do anything."
"Then your punishment is this: Your wings shall be striped from you and you must enter Paradiso, the land of angels to earn your wings back as an Angel. Do you accept?"
"Yes, I accept the punishment. No matter the time, I will not aid Crocell anymore." I watched the clouds part and a beam of golden light wrap around me lifting me. My wings were torn from me with little pain and I was taken up. I closed my eyes and waited, counting down from 20. When I opened my eyes I found myself in a land that was similar to Edenia but more peaceful and slow moving. No one was in a rush because they were immortal angels.
"Your cleansing begins now. Fight your urges for lust and become the angel you desire."
"Thank you," I said walking into the realm of Angels...
Bet you never saw that coming. Procella has chosen to leave Crocell in his own mess as she takes the punishment to become the angel she now wants to be. Crocell is now without a minion; can he ever have a chance to stop Salarnia and Savior now? R&R Please! Thanks!