SURRENDER TO YOUR WANTS AND YOUR INNER NEEDS.

Xena twirled her weapon before swinging it sideways watching as the hilt slammed in to the face of the nearest warrior. She turned slamming the blade in to the chest of another watching as he screamed in agony. She pulled the blade out watching as the warrior fell to the floor death slowly over taking him, she grinned slightly.

She had seen the light show it had been a beautiful one and no doubt her lovers. The voices had done nothing but bombard her before it had happened, it had been enough to make her head hurt so much that all she could do was hold her hand against her head and take the pain. Which was like waves crashing against a shore all too quickly they dissipated as fast as they had come.

She twirled her sword before grabbing hold of the nearest of Lycaon's warriors and slicing it across his throat she pushed his body away watching as she fell to floor her body shaking as death took hold. She moved forward putting her foot on another fallen warrior back. He looked up only to show fright as she slammed her sword down watching as it penetrated his back breaking his armour plating.

She pulled the weapon free as she brought her boot down slamming in to the face of the dying warrior at her feet who was trying to raise his head. She licked her teeth ignoring her agonizing need for desire which still wouldn't leave no matter how hard she tried to ignore it. She stopped feeling a cold sword point on the back of her neck.

"I see you're still as savage as ever."

Xena raised an eyebrow she turned slightly seeing that Jiang was standing behind her the Chinese warlord had his sword pointed at her neck. He was dressed in his red robes with there red trousers. Metal plating covered his chest and shoulders the chest plate symbol was his two dragons battling. He also had plating on knees and boots but no helmet.

Xena sneered slightly turning away. "Still wearing that piece of crap you call armour I see." Jiang laughed as he poked the blade in to her neck. "Now, now there's no need to be rude." He raised his hand slightly. "I used to hate you because you destroyed my army in China." He turned the blade slightly. "Now I admire you as an equal."

Xena felt her teeth grind together. "You are not my equal, I have only one equal and it's not you!" Jiang laughed again he eased up his head slightly. "Ah yes Gabrielle or more to the point Horn Hind. I can see why you'd say that she's the one who reformed you." Xena laughed slightly. "That and really I enjoy watching her fight it's such a turn on."

Jiang breathed in deeply watching as her ice blue gaze met his again the psychotic expression was unnerving. "Only you could get turned on by that." Xena shrugged slightly. "Yeah only I could." Jiang took a deep breath readying him self. "You have no idea how long I've waited to meet you on the battle field so I can kill you." Xena snarled aloud as she narrowed her gaze. "Wait longer…"

Jiang watched as she turned swinging her sword over her head smashing it with his blade causing his blade to be forced free from her neck. He pulled away as she spun around meeting his gaze. Both of there sword smashed together full force Jiang could feel the force as the Warrior Princess pressed against his blade.

If anything he was having trouble pushing her back he pulled his blade free only to swing it around in a loop he watched in anger as she her ducked avoiding it. Xena grinned as she there swords met again with the same force. She forced her blade against his only to feel him force his blade free and swing it at her. She pulled back enjoying the annoyed look on his face as he tried to swing at her again.

She brought up her sword as he thrust his forward she watched as his blade was thrown sideways causing he stumbled back. His face showed shock and surprise as it met hers again. She spun her weapon slightly. "Pitiful…and you're supposed to warlord." Jiang grinned slightly oh this was going to be fun she was going to be challenge he flicked his blade slightly. "I'm just getting warmed up."

Xena sneered slightly. "Sure you are." She brought the blade across again full force, both weapons slammed together. She snarled as they both grinded against each other. Jiang grunted in annoyance as he tried to twist his sword free from hers, she was unnaturally strong. There was more though he sensed something about her, he looped his weapon pulling it free.

It was like she was letting off pure darkness like some kind of smog, he hadn't felt it before when they'd last met. He eyed the armour with its winged shoulder guards and cloak. There was something evil about the armour she was wearing he could sense it. This had to be what his men had been afraid off and why they were trying to get away from the Warrior Princess who was slaughtering them.

He raised an eyebrow as he swung his sword only to see her dodge it, it was like Horn Hind who he sensed even from afar but it was so much its opposite. This thing was evil beyond reason, but then it didn't surprise him to see her in something like this, Xena liked power she always had. What kind of armour could match that of Horn Hind though and what name did it have?

His sword met Xena's again both weapons grinded together he suddenly felt the pain as her fist slammed in to his face. He pulled back feeling blood run down his chin he put a finger on it pulling it away looking at the blood. "Interesting…I assume that armour you're wearing makes you stronger." Xena narrowed her gaze. "I don't need Iseron's power to make me stronger…"

Jiang took a slow step back watching as her sword grinded against his. "Iseron so that's what they call that armour, tell me what does that word mean?" Xena took a slow step forward. "It means soul eater." Jiang eyed her for a moment. "With that armour you could rule the world it's as powerful as Horn Hind it's self, I can feel it."

Xena eyed him as he moved back a step she kept her sword on his ignoring the grinding sound her blade made as it scraped against his. "I don't care for ruling the world." She raised her hand slightly feeling her psychotic grin widen. "I just want to rule Gabrielle." Jiang stared at her feeling his confusion take over what did she mean by that?

He breathed in sharply he looked up only to feel the pain as her foot slammed in to his face. He pulled back trying to clear the stars as he swung his blade in a looping motion. He slammed up his leg kicking her in her lower waist as she tried to swing at him, he watched as she backed away the anger showing on her face.

He swung his sword again only to miss as she sidestepped he kicked out again only to feel the pain as she slammed out her leg knocking him over. He breathed in sharply as he flipped himself back up on to his feet. He ignored the pain in his stomach as he slammed his sword forward only for her to catch his wrist as she moved sideways.

He looked down trying to get his grip free only to feel her lock his hand in place. He slammed up his hand catching hers as she brought the sword down aiming for his shoulder. He found himself digging in to the floor as she pushed against him, he turned hearing her let go off of her sword. He watched as it clattered to the floor behind him.

It wasn't his doing he hadn't held her wrist that tightly, he didn't get a chance to think as she slammed her head in to his. The pain caused stars and he could feel blood as it ran down his nose. He looked up struggling to keep her free hand locked. "He felt the pain again as she slammed her head in to his the pain caused him to let go off her hand.

He didn't get a chance to move as she slammed her free hand in to his throat squeezing it tightly. The next moments turned to blinding pain, he felt his feet scrape the floor. It felt like his strength was being sapped from his body. He was finding it difficult to breath he grabbed hold of her hand trying desperately to get it free.

Xena Sneered watching as his body shook she leaned down pulling her Chakram free. She leaned closer. "You're pathetic Jiang." She slammed the weapon forward hearing him howl in agony as it slammed in to his chest plate. She let go of his neck hearing his souls screams vanish from her mind. His gaze lowered slowly as he looked down at his chest she grinned shoved the weapon harder watching as blood slowly leaked over her fingers.

She let go watching as he stumbled back. She sneered as she leaned down picking up her sword from the floor she watched as his sword clattered to ground. One of his Hands was on the imbedded Chakram as he stumbled back even further. She could feel that he had no strength, which would make this all the more entertaining.

She brought her weapon down full force watching as half of his arm was served from his body. The Chinese warlord hit the ground on his knees watching as his served limp hit the dirt he looked up feeling the fear overwhelm him he raised his good hand painfully. "You won't kill me…you're a reformed woman! You don't kill unarmed men anymore!"

Xena pulled up her sword licking her teeth. "That's where your wrong." She swung it watching as his throat was sliced open. The Chinese warlord blinked in horror and shock as they looked back at her, his only good hand went up to his throat. He choked painfully before hitting the floor hard, his body shaking as death over took him.

She eased her sword back as she kicked his still dying body to one side she leaned down yanking the Chakram free. She pulled up watching as his body went still. She could hear the voices in her head they kept on whispering it was so intense that it hurt to think. She groaned as she shook her head trying to ignore them.

It was getting harder she could feel herself slipping away they kept showing her the images of desire that she wanted which was agonizing for her body. The only way to even calm it was to do something violent and uncontrolled. She felt her grip on her bloody sword tighten as she turned moving away from Jiang's dead body, she wanted to find Lycaon and end this!

Only when the bastard was dead would she get to bed Gabrielle up until then she'd just have to take the agonizing wanting and needing. She turned slicing her weapon across the nearest elite warriors face causing blood to fly through the air. She watched as the man fell to the floor in front her, she brought up her foot slamming it down on his back as he tried to crawl away she raised her sword slowly aiming it at his neck.

8

Iona raised a clawed hand. "You...you just can't be." Gabrielle felt her mouth form a sneer. "Are you that stupid? You stabbed me right through the chest and I survived. Shouldn't that have been hint enough for you?" She took a step forward. "You're also a miserable coward who stabbed a truly honourable man in the back!"

She shook her mane slightly. "He was my friend!" Iona breathed in sharply. "You won't kill me you don't have it in you! Horn Hind or not, your still Gabrielle!" Gabrielle laughed slightly. "That's where your wrong Iona, my patience with you ended a long time ago." She stepped closer. "I would've ended your life in Lycaon's keep if Xena hadn't stopped me."

She felt her teeth grind together. "I still want to end your miserable life..." Iona snared as she leaned down tensing her muscles. "You won't kill me your code of honour is against it, you won't break it!" Gabrielle slowly lowered herself on to all fours. "You know nothing of my code of honour or how it works!" Iona didn't think as she ran forward she felt the pain as her body slammed in to Gabrielle's.

Gabrielle felt the floor as her back slammed in to it she could feel Iona's full weight on top of her as the black werewolf tried to force her down. The next moments were painfully as the black clawed hand slammed in to her face she felt the claws as they dug in to her snout. Iona felt the force as she was shoved off the blonde werewolf's body.

She hit the floor only to feel the razor sharp teeth as they came down biting in to her raised arm. She snarled ignoring the pain as she sliced her blonde opponent across the face again. Only this time digging her claws as deep as possible in to the upper snout which caused the jaws to let go off her. She didn't think as she sliced her hand upwards tearing in to one of the blondes ears.

Gabrielle snarled aloud feeling her ear rip she stumbled back painfully. She turned only to see Iona's jaws as they came towards her locking around her snout. Her back hit the floor hard as Iona forced her to the ground with all her weight. She felt the black werewolf's claws as they scratched against her armour, she could feel blood running down her snout.

The jaws tightened and all she could feel was the spasms of pain she could feel her feet scratching the floor as her claws tried to dig in. She looked up only to close her eyes as three projectiles suddenly landed around them instantly bursting in to flames. She felt Iona let go of her snout as the werewolf pulled up trying to hold her ears down to stop the intense ringing.

She could hear it herself it was awful her gaze moved sharply as she slammed her foot in to the black werewolf throwing her off. Iona smacked in to the ground hard on her side she shook her head feeling the ringing subside. Had Lycaon gone mad! He was firing on her! Was he that desperate to kill Gabrielle?

She wasn't any different from any other werewolf she just had a pair of antlers! She roared as she got up on to all fours. She watched as the blonde werewolf lowered herself her green eyes narrowing. Gabrielle felt the force as Iona slammed in to her only to clawed feet dig in to the ground as they both pushed against one another.

Iona's claws dug in to her armour plating as she tried to force her backwards, the razor toothed jaws snapped at her face as Iona pushed harder. She sneered at the scarred werewolf trying to force her own claws in to the Roman armour only to find herself scratching at it. Iona snarled as she slammed her hand up grabbing hold of one the antlers.

She roared in anger as she pushed on it trying to force the blonde werewolf's head sideways. She held it tighter despite the pain of the razor side digging in to her clawed hand. Her feet scratched the ground as she was forced back. She felt her anger mounting as she pulled her hand back then slammed her claws in to her opponent's stomach hearing her cry out in pain as she forced her claws across the exposed area feeling blood run over them.

She gritted her teeth trying harder trying to push the horned head down. All she needed was to get the blondes head further down then her neck would be exposed. Gabrielle pulled her hand away from the Roman armour grabbing hold of the clawed hand which was embedded in her stomach. She breathed in painfully feeling the force on head as Iona pushed harder on her right horn.

She looked up meeting the reddish brown eyes which burned in to her she slowly began to squeeze the black clawed hand. Iona felt the agonizing pain as her fingers were pushed together. The next moments were full of pain as she heard the cracking of bones. She tried to pull her hand away only to feel the vice grip tighten.

Her claws were forced free from her opponents stomach and brought upwards, it all happened in slow motion as the blonde werewolf's teeth bit down on her hand. Blood flew through the air as her already broken fingers were ripped clean off. She found herself screaming as she let go of the horn she was holding.

She pulled her hand free as stumbled back feeling only pain, she breathed in sharply looking at her damaged hand four of her fingers had been torn clean off along with part of her hand, only the thumb remained. She held her damaged hand waiting for the pain to subside. Gabrielle shook her mane slightly trying to get rid of the ach in her neck from Iona's painfully pushing against her head.

She turned spitting the severed upper clawed fingers and hand at the Roman woman, whose face still read that of shock. Iona watched her severed hand hit the ground. She ignored the pain narrowing her gaze only to see Gabrielle's grin widened. "You bitch!" She found herself breaking in to a run as her scream hit the air she felt the force as her body slammed in to Gabrielle's.

They both went crashing to the ground as the blonde werewolf lost her footing. She slammed her good hand around watching as it collided with the blonde jaws sending blood flying through the teeth. Gabrielle's clawed hand shot up slicing across her face she felt even more pain as the other clawed hand shot up.

The claws slammed in to her right eye, before she could close it, the pressure was agonizing. She found herself grabbing on to the horn again but this time in pain which was made worse by the razor sharp edges of the horns sides. Gabrielle snarled in disgust she could feel blood running down her fingers as she pushed against the black werewolf's eye socket. Her gaze suddenly turned as a broken spear with a lit rocket landed with in inches of her face.

She pulled her hand around grabbing it in a swift motion letting go of Iona's eye socket. Iona opened her bleeding eye painfully, only to breathe in; in horror as a broken fire lance was swung towards her face. The spear point slammed in to her already bleeding eye causing her to howl in pain, she felt the force as she was thrown of the blonde werewolf's body.

She hit the floor on her back feeling the hard ground, the next moments turned to agony as he mini rocket blew up throwing her head back. She lay back trying to take the pain as the fire set the fur on her face alight. She found herself rolling her head in to the dirt trying desperately to put the flames out, which were burning her flesh now.

She breathed painfully finally putting them out she moaned in pain half of her fur on the right side of her face had been burnt away. She pulled her ears down wincing as three catapult balls slammed in to the floor around her causing her ears to ring. She pulled up her hand watching as the flames rose skyward with her good eye. She could see dead bodies littering the ground as well as burning banners.

She grabbed the burnt broken spear point which was still imbedded in her socket pulling it out she looked up she could no longer see out of her right eye. She could feel blood flowing down her face from her damaged eye which was no more than a bloody socket. She stood up slowly trying to take the pain as she crushed the spear causing the remaining wood to split.

She turned sneering in the Gabrielle's direction as she dropped the spear head. "You little bitch you've blinded me!" Gabrielle slowly moved sideways ignoring the Roman woman's words. Iona roared as she ran forward she felt the force as the antler's point slammed in to her side as Gabrielle ran past her, she winced in pain grabbing hold of her armoured side.

She looked down seeing that blood was streaming from her side her armour which was also cracked. She snarled aloud raising her clawed hand watching as Gabrielle shook her head slightly. She watched in horror all the wounds she made healed up fully on the horned werewolf's body the fully realization suddenly hit her Gabrielle had the same power as Lycaon.

Her healing ability had to be very powerful which was how she'd taken the sword through her chest when she'd been human and able to take the blade out after it had gone right though she moved closer tensing. Gabrielle shook her mane feeling her remaining wounds heal up. She dug her claws in to the floor as she took a slow step forward.

She watched as Iona ran forward her claws raised she felt the force as the black werewolf slammed in to her. She grabbed both her hands by the wrists as they came at her face. She felt her feet scrape the floor she dug her claws in deeper feeling herself come to sudden stop. Iona felt the grip on her wrist tighten as she dug her claws deeper in to the ground.

She suddenly felt pain as Gabrielle jaws came down her shoulder she heard the snap as one of the leather straps broke. The blondes jaws let go as the as her armoured front came loose. She felt the pain as the other leather strap broke as the blonde's claws shredded it. The armoured chest and back plate hit the ground hard. The jaws came down again slamming in to her exposed shoulder.

She found herself screaming as she heard her shoulder bone crack as the blonde increased the pressure with her jaws. The next moments turned to pain as her badly wounded arm as bent sideways, she found herself howling in pain as the bone cracked. Gabrielle let go freeing both her jaws and her grip she watching as Iona pulled back howling in pain.

She kicked the armour out of the way watching as it clattered across the ground the black werewolf held her arm which now hung loose its bone showing on the surface it already damaged hand now useless. She snarled as she slammed her clawed hand across Iona's face before she could move away. She watched as the Roman stumbled back the fear suddenly showing in her face.

She slashed her clawed hand across her face again watching as blood flowed from the cuts. Iona felt the force as the horns suddenly slammed in to her chest as the blonde werewolf collided with her again. She cried out as the horns points dug in to she felt the hard floor as her back slammed in to it. She moved only to feel the force as the blonde werewolf's body came down on top of hers.

She cried out in pain as the sound of her rib bones cracking hit the air as Gabrielle's forced her down with all her weight. She brought up her good hand slicing it across the blonde face only to feel the pressure as Gabrielle's claws penetrated her already bleeding chest. She looked up watching as the jaws came towards her throat she spat in the blonde's face. "You don't have the stomach! You'll let me live you always do!"

Gabrielle breathed in feeling herself stop, the voices in her head suddenly came again bombarding her. She turned looking at Eryx's dead body which was close by only to feel the rage boil up again almost instantly. She couldn't stop herself as she slammed her jaws in the Roman's throat she pulled down her ears blocking out Iona's screaming.

She could taste blood in her mouth and feel it running down her jaws as she squeezed, the black body jolted under her. She felt the claws again as they slashed across her face in a desperate attempt to make her let go. She heard the cracking of bone as Iona's neck snapped from the pressure, the black werewolf's scream faded.

The black body went limp under her, she pulled away roaring as loud as possible she stopped closing her jaws slowly as she narrowed her gaze. She slowly raised herself on to her hind legs feeling the blood as it dripped from her jaws. She watched as Lycaon's now transformed troops who'd been watching her battle Iona scattered in panic.

She sneered spitting out the blood in her mouth it tasted disgusting, how Lycaon could stand to eat people's flesh and blood was beyond her. She shook her mane again. She felt her body freeze as she heard huge foot steps behind her which crunched the ground as they landed. She heard them come to a stop directly behind her.

"So you are Horn Hind after all! How pitiful, that the armour would choose you of all people!"

She slowly turned around meeting the red eyes and huge face which towered above her she watched as the werewolf king's whole body tensed. His crooked teeth slammed together as he snarled at her, as his ripped black ears lowered. Lycaon sneered in disgust. "You don't know how long I've waited for this day, the day when I get to end your life!"

Gabrielle suddenly felt the force as his clawed hand slammed in to her stomach she cried out in pain as she thrown through the air. She felt the floor as she slammed in it shoulder first skidding across the ground. She breathed in painfully as she watched the werewolf king slowly came towards her. Her clawed hands dug in the ground as she felt her body tense as her rage began to boil up again.

End of part 52.

By Silvermoonlight.

The scene where Iona lost her eye through a fire lance was paying homage to Steven Kings book Cycle Of The Werewolf. In which the unlucky villain werewolf gets a firecracker shoved in his eye.