Diablo Poo!
By Demoness
hellkitty_demoness@gundamwing.org
Author's note-I see that a lot of people like Necromancers and I, myself like Necromancers, so this story is Necromancer-friendly. A lot of people like Chauncie for some reason...Maybe I should put her in the story more often..Someone even asked me to change Chauncie into a friend named Chauncy..But I think the Chauncie I made up is just fine..^_^;
I think this story's already sounding more like a Diablo *anime* than Diablo itself...
Chapter One- The Wrestler and the Fox
"Damn..." Ayaka the Amazon muttered as she dropped her head back in the grass. She was jumped on through a table by a....female wrestler. A large piece of wood cut the side of her pale face. Her back felt as if it were shattered to pieces. She reached for a potion on his belt, took it, and drank it desperately. "Ok," She was out of breath thanks to the wrestler's foot on her stomach through the table. "Alright, Wrestling IS real... I'm not debating on this anymore..." She got up limping, walking back to the rest of the defeated men and women who thought Wrestling was fake on the other side of the female wrestler.
"Next.." The wrestler brushed her shoulder length red hair back. She was Adaia Stone. She was the first woman to wrestle in Sanctuary. She didn't wrestle and act tough for fun -- she wrestled to prove that wrestling was real. She hated the ladylike ettiquette, and wanted to be as tough as a man. She didn't believe in beauty, but she was attractive. She hated dresses and skirts and anything tight other than the tights she wore to wrestle and a belly cut tank top. "Anyone?"
"Me." A barbarian stomped toward her. He wasn't like any other barbarian with ever piece of his scalp smoothly shaved with only a ponytail. He had long Jet black hair, wavy and waist length. He was a stud; a guy with girls all over him with washboard abs and a well built chest. He passionately kissed one of the girls, and gave Adaia a smirk. Tch, this is my kinda girl, he thought. Someone who's tougher than a goddamn Warrior wannabe.
"You think wrestling's fake too?" Adaia asked, crossing her arms. "You'll be sorry you thought of such a stupid thing..."
"I don't think wrestling's fake..." The barbarian said to her. "I just think a pretty girl like you shouldn't wrestle...It'll mess up that nice body and that pretty face of yours.."
"Beauty can kiss my ass..." She posed in her fighting position; the way a cat prepared herself for a fight. "C'mon, Barbarian, fight me like one!"
"Have it your way." He sprinted and reached to grab her. She dove underneath him, making a double roll, then kicked him in his ass, making him tumble on the grass with a huge thump. "Hey! that's not wrestling!" He whined.
"I'll give you a move that IS." She grabbed him by his hair, knelt down to smash his head against her stone hard knee. Adaia threw him down, with his nose gushing out with crimson blood. The barbarian licked the blood from his lips, shook his head quickly to keep himself awake. He reset his knocked-out-of-place nose in place with a loud crack, and smirked again.
"I'm impressed," The Barbarian stroked his chin. "Where did you learn how to wrestle like that?"
"The Drag Queen Plateaus.."
"You wrestle with a whole buncha Drag Queens?!" He said in disgust.
"Why not? They're just as strong as you and me, just feminine." She cracked her knuckles. "Do you want some more of me or do you want to quit?"
"Yah, I wanna see what those girlie-wannabes taught you!" He laughed. "This oughta make me go hysterical.."
"Whatever you say." She tried to punch his abs, but only absorbed her fist. She backed up with sidesteps, and then rushed back with an elbow to the same place. The Barbarian's abs smashed into water as he landed on a table unable to move. Adaia punched him in his face a few times to keep him suffering on the table. She quickly climbed a tree, immediately searching for the highest branch. She jumped a strong tree branch with a great stability and held her weight well. Ignoring the circle of the entire Rogue Encampment staring at her like she was crazy, she leapt down at approximately forty feet, with her one leg down to smash him like she smashed Ayaka. Her arms spread out as she forced herself down faster and farther towards him.
The Barbarian finally recovered and rolled from the table. Adaia landed on her feet on the table as it smashed down, and jumped again on him on his back. She grabbed his heavy leg and pinned him down.
"One, Two, Three!" Charsi banged on the grass. "He's out!"
Adaia stood back up, brushing her hair back. "Who else?"
The entire Rogue Encampment shook their heads quickly and stood back three steps.
"Hey, Silvermoon," Ayaka said to him. "You're a Necromancer, right? You can beat her..."
"Hell no.." Silvermoon whispered. "I know Wrestling's real, after what happened to you.."
"NOW do you believe wrestling's real?!" Adaia asked with an insulting voice.
Everyone nodded in fear and went back on with their business.
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"You alright?" Adaia asked the fallen brute. "I didn't hit you that hard, did I?" She helped the man up. She didn't mean to hurt him THAT bad as bad she hurt Ayaka.
"No, tough girl..not at all.." He got back on his feet. "I'm Hadriel.."
"Adaia Stone." Adaia brushed dirt off his back and his chest. "No surprise you've never seen me wrestle..No one has in fact..."
Hadriel began to take out his rugged ponytail, combed it with his stone comb, and quickly made it neater. "I see. Do you not like Amazons?"
"Why do you say that?" Adaia gave him a look.
"You're helping me and not Ayaka. I also noticed you didn't hurt me as much as you hurt her. So I figured you don't like Amazons."
"I don't have a problem with Amazons - She said that Wrestling was fake and was for idiots, so I proved her wrong."
"You sure did.."
"Come on, Hadriel!" The girl he kissed whined. "You said you were going to do it today.." She gave Adaia a nasty look, rolled her eyes and licked Hadriel's muscles in his arms. "Come on..."
"I'll talk to you later...Adaia.." He waved to her and left. Adaia rolled her eyes back at the girl, gave her a life-threatening look, and walked to her small house.
She picked up her twelve-pound weights and began lifting them. He's a cutie, she thought. I'd like him even more if he wasn't such a...womanizer. I'd be a better girl for him than that bitchy one he's with now. Stuck up bitches like her gets on my nerves.. Tch, I'm stronger, I slam people through tables, I wrestle... Ugh. To Hell with it. Not everyone's for someone and no one's for me so fuck it. Suddenly, she heard a scream. It wasn't a death scream. More like a traumatizing scream. She looked out of a window. A Drag Queen was playing with Ayaka's hair like a cub.
"Get off me! Get off meeeeeeee!" Ayaka whined. "Damn Drag Queen!" The Drag Queens only licked her cheek and started hitting her with their 'paws'.
Drag Queens didn't act like humans. When Diablo tried to corrupt the former warriors, there were a glitch in his spells, and turned them into Drag Queens - Warriors as girls. They were animals; like wild cats. They even had cats' ears, paws, claws and tails of their own. They were harmless creatures unless you bother with them.
"Ha ha!" Adaia teased. "That's what happens when you say that Wrestling's fake!"
"Get...these...damn....Drag Queens...Ahhhahhhhaaa!"
Adaia shook her head as she climbed out of her window. "Git!" She called. That was how to stop Drag Queens when they play too much. The Drag Queens stopped playing with Silvermoon, and left the Encampment. Adaia walked back to her house and continued lifting her weights.
"We can never have our frekkin' vacation!" Ayaka complained after the Drag Queens left. She stomped off as Cain told the bad news to her.
"What's the problem now?" Silvermoon muttered.
"We killed Diablo, but SOMEONE left his soulstone..."
"And who's that?" Silvermoon asked puzzled.
"Adaia.." Ayaka whispered. "Remember when she..."
"Oh, okay.." Silvermoon nodded. "I don't have a problem with dealing with him again...I think it's fun. Nothing else to do nowadays.."
Ayaka only slapped herself on the forehead.
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Ayaka threw back her wet brunette hair as she stood in a shower behind a tent. It was poorly built, a faucet with only a few holes for water for most of them were clogged with hair. There was a pole on around the faucet with a long cloth which was thin and only showed a silhouette. She pulled out the hair, as water bursted into her face. Ah, shit, she thought. We gotta go through this shit all over again...I'll bet anything Blood Raven's gonna come back, and so will Andariel, and everyone else, just waiting to get their asses whooped.. She took the soap from beneath her feet, used her washcloth and started scrubbing away. Her back was sore from being smashed through the table that afternoon.
Then again...what if it was all different? What if Diablo had mobs instead of a bitch like Andariel? What if he had some other tricks on his sleeve? This oughta be fun for her. She knew for sure that there was a new and different adventure and she'd like it. Suddenly, the cloth blew out a streak of cold air revealing Ayaka.
"Oh, forgive me!" It was Silvermoon. He tried to cover his eyes but failed. He was used to seeing Ayaka in the shower, and...he liked it.
"Don't apologize now, you do this all the time!" She turned off the faucet, immediately grabbed her towel, wrapping herself and began leaving the showers.
"It's not like you don't do the same..." Silvermoon took Ayaka's arm, and tugged her toward him. He wiggled his white eyebrows and leaned over for a kiss.
Ayaka had to admit it. She did at times catch Silvermoon, but he caught her often. Very often. She only smiled and pressed her lips against his. "Maybe I do, but on rare occasions."
"Heh," Silvermoon dissappeared. Ayaka and Silvermoon were secret lovers for the past five years they slain Diablo. In public, Ayaka and Silvermoon constantly argued and 'hated' each other. Behind closed doors or whenever they were alone, they were meant to be; kissing, cherishing their moments alone together.
Suddenly, Silvermoon heard some arguing as he walked past Charsi's tent and into the center where he saw Hadriel and Paladin Marshall squabbling. Everyone in the Encampment poked their heads out of their tents and listened to their bickering. Silvermoon just stood there, leaning his side on a thick wooden pole which supported the wooden walls.
"What is your problem with Adaia?!" Hadriel shouted. "Everyone has a problem with her..Would you have a mind enough to tell me?!"
"You wouldn't understand. The only stupid Barbarian with hair of a girl wouldn't understand.."
"You should talk before I harvest those cornrows!" Hadriel insulted.
"I have a feeling you're one of those Drags..."
"You holy piece of shit!" Before Hadriel swung at him, Adaia sped in the middle of the two.
"Quit it you two!" She boomed. "None of you like me and I don't care! I'm still in this fight against Diablo whether you like it or not!"
"Aw damn, this is starting be some Rush Hour shit..." Marshall muttered. "We're all a couple of Carters, and the fox chick is Lee..."
Everyone gasped. That was Adaia's secret. She was a fox humanoid. She swore the five heroes not to reveal her secret, but they failed. Adaia's eyes glowed red as her fox ears and tail popped out. She charged at Marshall, grabbing his neck, strangling him with one hand. Deckard Cain, Silvermoon, Ayaka, Sorceress Hawkeye, and Kashya gripped on Adaia, and pulled about fifteen times to pull her off Marshall.
"Oh, so this is why none of y'all like her?" Hadriel crossed his arms. "And you didn't tell me?
"YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND, DAMMIT!" The four shouted at him.
"You imbeicilles. I have two sisters that are Fox-humanoids.."
"You have 50 siblings with different fathers, so there's automatically some siblings that are foxes!" Hawkeye snapped.
"Y'all didn't answer my question. What's the problem with her?!"
"You might as well tell..." Adaia growled.
Silvermoon sighed. "When she's like this, she's completely berserk, and she can't be under control for about a day or two.." He shook his head. "We don't want her with us because she's...extremely violent. Until then, she has learn how to control this problem."
"And you didn't tell me?!" Hadriel's accusing how-could-you-have-done-this voice raised into a you-lying-son-of-a-bitch warcry. "Some friends I have.." He walked off to his tent. "Why do you all treat me like this?"
"Well, you were the one acting like an ass in Hell!" Marshall said in between coughs. "Diablo knocked you out cold when this happened."
"You wouldn't even tell me you knew her until after he 'died'! Now you tell me about hours after she smashed my ass through the fuckin' table today?!" Hadriel yelled back. "You shitted on me!" He looked back at the now embarassed Adaia and gave her a sad look as she gave one back to him. He turned away in fury and sped off into his tent. "Don't fuckin' talk to me either.."
Silvermoon shook his head in shame. He regretted doing this to him. He and Hadriel were like brothers ever since Diablo began walking Sanctuary. This wasn't all HIS idea. It was Hawkeye's idea. She was the main one who hated him. She hated him not only because he was immature, but he acted like an idiot as a barbarian. He was such a fool for doing what Hawkeye said. Now Hadriel would never forgive him.
Before Hadriel could sit on his bed, the same girl he kissed was making out with another man. This didn't only make Hadriel furious, but it made his blood boil making him want to kill. "I always knew you were a bitchy slut," He boomed. "Get the fuck out of my life before I take yours!" His strong, hateful voice made the couple flee in fear. "Bitch. I knew she was a slut." He laid on his bed, mumbling and pouting away.
"Hadriel?" A voice said behind him.
"Didn't I say don't talk to me?!" He snapped. "Now you really asked for it.." He turned back.
It was Adaia standing by him.
Hadriel sighed. "It's you."
"Are you mad at me?" Adaia whispered.
"Of course not. This has nothing to do with you. I knew you wouldn't tell me you were a fox.."
"Well, what do you expect? I was afraid.."
"Exactly. I'm just mad at my so-called friends who didn't tell me. I know you didn't tell them about you.."
"I didn't. It was Hawkeye."
"Hawkeye?! That bitch..." Hadriel got up.
"Hadriel, calm down.." Adaia stood close to him. "You caused enough commotion."
He sighed and sat back on his bed, with his head in his hands. Adaia sat beside him, nervous to touch him. She slowly rubbed his bare, muscular back covered with his ponytail. "You'll get over it, and they'll get over it," She tried to comfort him. "I'm sure they'll apologize the next day.."
"Like hell they will," Hadriel muttered. "They'll shit on me over and over and over..." He raised his head up to Adaia. "I don't think I even wanna be with them anymore."
"You're so pessimistic," She put her hand on his handsome face. She stared into the brown eyes decorated with a pure sapphire piercing on his left eyebrow. Instead of a kiss, she had Hadriel's head laid on her lap playing in Hadriel's hair with her fingers. "I'm sure this is the first time you and your friends had such an incident like this..."
"Mmmm..." Hadriel paid attention to Adaia's fingers in his hair. "In fact, we've never had any problems like this.."
"Then you all will get over it.." She continued stroking his hair. "I'm sure of it.."
"Keep doing that please.." Hadriel moaned out of stress. "It feels good..."
Adaia only gave him a what-the-hell-did-you-just-say look, but continued anyway. She stopped to touch his spiky face and his lips. She was too afraid to kiss them, so she left them alone. She smiled at him, and started walking out of his tent. Before she could leave into the chilly air, Hadriel grabbed her left arm and lightly tugged her.
"No...Don't..leave me..." Hadriel whined quietly.
"I have to go now..."
"Nooo...stay with me.." He moaned.
Adaia gave up and sat by him again. Nothing else to do, she thought. She continued playing in Hadriel's hair, kissing his forehead.
"Lie down, I won't hurt you.." Hadriel whispered.
Adaia only gave him a suspicious frown.
"If I do hurt you, you can hurt me. Besides, you don't have to be out there listening to those people say terrible things about you. They're much more prejudice against foxes than Necromancers."
"How do you know they're prejudice against me?"
"I know. My two sisters were foxes just like you. They went through nothing like you went through today.."
"I really don't care quite frankly."
"Nevertheless, I'll protect you."
"That's very sweet of you, but I can protect myself.."
"You need my protection.." Hadriel insisted. "You can't go through all this yourself.."
"Might as well.." Adaia whispered. "I don't want to be called 'Vixy Slut' all over again."
"Stay with me.." Hadriel wrapped his arms around her waist as Adaia started to lie down beside him. "I'll never let anyone hurt you. As long as you're with me, nothing will happen to you."
Adaia sighed. She was starting to like Hadriel. Hell, running the bitch he kissed out of his life gave her the biggest opportunity she could possibly find. She liked when he touched her, he liked when she touched her. She turned to his face and stared into it again. She blushed as Hadriel moved closer for a kiss. He kissed her lips with a tiny bit of passion; his tongue played with hers for awhile, then he broke the kiss with a goodnight.
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*Back at the Rogue Encampment*
"The Wrestler's in love with the Barbarian?" Lillita asked. "That's like soooo....romantic.."
"Ugh!" Wallis said in disgust. "That's gross.."
"Ha!" Cain said. "Like I said before, Hadriel's sisters were foxes and he helped them through their prejudices. Not only he was in love with her, but he was willing to help Adaia. After all, Hawkeye didn't tell Hadriel about her while the others already knew so therefore..."
"She was the prejudice one?" Chauncie finished Cain's sentence. "I know. It's kinda cool that Hadriel and Silvermoon are like brothers..."
"And Silvermoon's in love with the Amazon?!" Kimmie asked in disgust.
"Yes, but we didn't know until the end of the tale so let's act like we didn't know," Cain winked. "Let's continue on, shall we?" And he continued his story...
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It wasn't THAT bad, was it? I was full of ideas when I wrote this, so therefore I wasn't as braindead as I was on the prologue.
By Demoness
hellkitty_demoness@gundamwing.org
Author's note-I see that a lot of people like Necromancers and I, myself like Necromancers, so this story is Necromancer-friendly. A lot of people like Chauncie for some reason...Maybe I should put her in the story more often..Someone even asked me to change Chauncie into a friend named Chauncy..But I think the Chauncie I made up is just fine..^_^;
I think this story's already sounding more like a Diablo *anime* than Diablo itself...
Chapter One- The Wrestler and the Fox
"Damn..." Ayaka the Amazon muttered as she dropped her head back in the grass. She was jumped on through a table by a....female wrestler. A large piece of wood cut the side of her pale face. Her back felt as if it were shattered to pieces. She reached for a potion on his belt, took it, and drank it desperately. "Ok," She was out of breath thanks to the wrestler's foot on her stomach through the table. "Alright, Wrestling IS real... I'm not debating on this anymore..." She got up limping, walking back to the rest of the defeated men and women who thought Wrestling was fake on the other side of the female wrestler.
"Next.." The wrestler brushed her shoulder length red hair back. She was Adaia Stone. She was the first woman to wrestle in Sanctuary. She didn't wrestle and act tough for fun -- she wrestled to prove that wrestling was real. She hated the ladylike ettiquette, and wanted to be as tough as a man. She didn't believe in beauty, but she was attractive. She hated dresses and skirts and anything tight other than the tights she wore to wrestle and a belly cut tank top. "Anyone?"
"Me." A barbarian stomped toward her. He wasn't like any other barbarian with ever piece of his scalp smoothly shaved with only a ponytail. He had long Jet black hair, wavy and waist length. He was a stud; a guy with girls all over him with washboard abs and a well built chest. He passionately kissed one of the girls, and gave Adaia a smirk. Tch, this is my kinda girl, he thought. Someone who's tougher than a goddamn Warrior wannabe.
"You think wrestling's fake too?" Adaia asked, crossing her arms. "You'll be sorry you thought of such a stupid thing..."
"I don't think wrestling's fake..." The barbarian said to her. "I just think a pretty girl like you shouldn't wrestle...It'll mess up that nice body and that pretty face of yours.."
"Beauty can kiss my ass..." She posed in her fighting position; the way a cat prepared herself for a fight. "C'mon, Barbarian, fight me like one!"
"Have it your way." He sprinted and reached to grab her. She dove underneath him, making a double roll, then kicked him in his ass, making him tumble on the grass with a huge thump. "Hey! that's not wrestling!" He whined.
"I'll give you a move that IS." She grabbed him by his hair, knelt down to smash his head against her stone hard knee. Adaia threw him down, with his nose gushing out with crimson blood. The barbarian licked the blood from his lips, shook his head quickly to keep himself awake. He reset his knocked-out-of-place nose in place with a loud crack, and smirked again.
"I'm impressed," The Barbarian stroked his chin. "Where did you learn how to wrestle like that?"
"The Drag Queen Plateaus.."
"You wrestle with a whole buncha Drag Queens?!" He said in disgust.
"Why not? They're just as strong as you and me, just feminine." She cracked her knuckles. "Do you want some more of me or do you want to quit?"
"Yah, I wanna see what those girlie-wannabes taught you!" He laughed. "This oughta make me go hysterical.."
"Whatever you say." She tried to punch his abs, but only absorbed her fist. She backed up with sidesteps, and then rushed back with an elbow to the same place. The Barbarian's abs smashed into water as he landed on a table unable to move. Adaia punched him in his face a few times to keep him suffering on the table. She quickly climbed a tree, immediately searching for the highest branch. She jumped a strong tree branch with a great stability and held her weight well. Ignoring the circle of the entire Rogue Encampment staring at her like she was crazy, she leapt down at approximately forty feet, with her one leg down to smash him like she smashed Ayaka. Her arms spread out as she forced herself down faster and farther towards him.
The Barbarian finally recovered and rolled from the table. Adaia landed on her feet on the table as it smashed down, and jumped again on him on his back. She grabbed his heavy leg and pinned him down.
"One, Two, Three!" Charsi banged on the grass. "He's out!"
Adaia stood back up, brushing her hair back. "Who else?"
The entire Rogue Encampment shook their heads quickly and stood back three steps.
"Hey, Silvermoon," Ayaka said to him. "You're a Necromancer, right? You can beat her..."
"Hell no.." Silvermoon whispered. "I know Wrestling's real, after what happened to you.."
"NOW do you believe wrestling's real?!" Adaia asked with an insulting voice.
Everyone nodded in fear and went back on with their business.
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"You alright?" Adaia asked the fallen brute. "I didn't hit you that hard, did I?" She helped the man up. She didn't mean to hurt him THAT bad as bad she hurt Ayaka.
"No, tough girl..not at all.." He got back on his feet. "I'm Hadriel.."
"Adaia Stone." Adaia brushed dirt off his back and his chest. "No surprise you've never seen me wrestle..No one has in fact..."
Hadriel began to take out his rugged ponytail, combed it with his stone comb, and quickly made it neater. "I see. Do you not like Amazons?"
"Why do you say that?" Adaia gave him a look.
"You're helping me and not Ayaka. I also noticed you didn't hurt me as much as you hurt her. So I figured you don't like Amazons."
"I don't have a problem with Amazons - She said that Wrestling was fake and was for idiots, so I proved her wrong."
"You sure did.."
"Come on, Hadriel!" The girl he kissed whined. "You said you were going to do it today.." She gave Adaia a nasty look, rolled her eyes and licked Hadriel's muscles in his arms. "Come on..."
"I'll talk to you later...Adaia.." He waved to her and left. Adaia rolled her eyes back at the girl, gave her a life-threatening look, and walked to her small house.
She picked up her twelve-pound weights and began lifting them. He's a cutie, she thought. I'd like him even more if he wasn't such a...womanizer. I'd be a better girl for him than that bitchy one he's with now. Stuck up bitches like her gets on my nerves.. Tch, I'm stronger, I slam people through tables, I wrestle... Ugh. To Hell with it. Not everyone's for someone and no one's for me so fuck it. Suddenly, she heard a scream. It wasn't a death scream. More like a traumatizing scream. She looked out of a window. A Drag Queen was playing with Ayaka's hair like a cub.
"Get off me! Get off meeeeeeee!" Ayaka whined. "Damn Drag Queen!" The Drag Queens only licked her cheek and started hitting her with their 'paws'.
Drag Queens didn't act like humans. When Diablo tried to corrupt the former warriors, there were a glitch in his spells, and turned them into Drag Queens - Warriors as girls. They were animals; like wild cats. They even had cats' ears, paws, claws and tails of their own. They were harmless creatures unless you bother with them.
"Ha ha!" Adaia teased. "That's what happens when you say that Wrestling's fake!"
"Get...these...damn....Drag Queens...Ahhhahhhhaaa!"
Adaia shook her head as she climbed out of her window. "Git!" She called. That was how to stop Drag Queens when they play too much. The Drag Queens stopped playing with Silvermoon, and left the Encampment. Adaia walked back to her house and continued lifting her weights.
"We can never have our frekkin' vacation!" Ayaka complained after the Drag Queens left. She stomped off as Cain told the bad news to her.
"What's the problem now?" Silvermoon muttered.
"We killed Diablo, but SOMEONE left his soulstone..."
"And who's that?" Silvermoon asked puzzled.
"Adaia.." Ayaka whispered. "Remember when she..."
"Oh, okay.." Silvermoon nodded. "I don't have a problem with dealing with him again...I think it's fun. Nothing else to do nowadays.."
Ayaka only slapped herself on the forehead.
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Ayaka threw back her wet brunette hair as she stood in a shower behind a tent. It was poorly built, a faucet with only a few holes for water for most of them were clogged with hair. There was a pole on around the faucet with a long cloth which was thin and only showed a silhouette. She pulled out the hair, as water bursted into her face. Ah, shit, she thought. We gotta go through this shit all over again...I'll bet anything Blood Raven's gonna come back, and so will Andariel, and everyone else, just waiting to get their asses whooped.. She took the soap from beneath her feet, used her washcloth and started scrubbing away. Her back was sore from being smashed through the table that afternoon.
Then again...what if it was all different? What if Diablo had mobs instead of a bitch like Andariel? What if he had some other tricks on his sleeve? This oughta be fun for her. She knew for sure that there was a new and different adventure and she'd like it. Suddenly, the cloth blew out a streak of cold air revealing Ayaka.
"Oh, forgive me!" It was Silvermoon. He tried to cover his eyes but failed. He was used to seeing Ayaka in the shower, and...he liked it.
"Don't apologize now, you do this all the time!" She turned off the faucet, immediately grabbed her towel, wrapping herself and began leaving the showers.
"It's not like you don't do the same..." Silvermoon took Ayaka's arm, and tugged her toward him. He wiggled his white eyebrows and leaned over for a kiss.
Ayaka had to admit it. She did at times catch Silvermoon, but he caught her often. Very often. She only smiled and pressed her lips against his. "Maybe I do, but on rare occasions."
"Heh," Silvermoon dissappeared. Ayaka and Silvermoon were secret lovers for the past five years they slain Diablo. In public, Ayaka and Silvermoon constantly argued and 'hated' each other. Behind closed doors or whenever they were alone, they were meant to be; kissing, cherishing their moments alone together.
Suddenly, Silvermoon heard some arguing as he walked past Charsi's tent and into the center where he saw Hadriel and Paladin Marshall squabbling. Everyone in the Encampment poked their heads out of their tents and listened to their bickering. Silvermoon just stood there, leaning his side on a thick wooden pole which supported the wooden walls.
"What is your problem with Adaia?!" Hadriel shouted. "Everyone has a problem with her..Would you have a mind enough to tell me?!"
"You wouldn't understand. The only stupid Barbarian with hair of a girl wouldn't understand.."
"You should talk before I harvest those cornrows!" Hadriel insulted.
"I have a feeling you're one of those Drags..."
"You holy piece of shit!" Before Hadriel swung at him, Adaia sped in the middle of the two.
"Quit it you two!" She boomed. "None of you like me and I don't care! I'm still in this fight against Diablo whether you like it or not!"
"Aw damn, this is starting be some Rush Hour shit..." Marshall muttered. "We're all a couple of Carters, and the fox chick is Lee..."
Everyone gasped. That was Adaia's secret. She was a fox humanoid. She swore the five heroes not to reveal her secret, but they failed. Adaia's eyes glowed red as her fox ears and tail popped out. She charged at Marshall, grabbing his neck, strangling him with one hand. Deckard Cain, Silvermoon, Ayaka, Sorceress Hawkeye, and Kashya gripped on Adaia, and pulled about fifteen times to pull her off Marshall.
"Oh, so this is why none of y'all like her?" Hadriel crossed his arms. "And you didn't tell me?
"YOU WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND, DAMMIT!" The four shouted at him.
"You imbeicilles. I have two sisters that are Fox-humanoids.."
"You have 50 siblings with different fathers, so there's automatically some siblings that are foxes!" Hawkeye snapped.
"Y'all didn't answer my question. What's the problem with her?!"
"You might as well tell..." Adaia growled.
Silvermoon sighed. "When she's like this, she's completely berserk, and she can't be under control for about a day or two.." He shook his head. "We don't want her with us because she's...extremely violent. Until then, she has learn how to control this problem."
"And you didn't tell me?!" Hadriel's accusing how-could-you-have-done-this voice raised into a you-lying-son-of-a-bitch warcry. "Some friends I have.." He walked off to his tent. "Why do you all treat me like this?"
"Well, you were the one acting like an ass in Hell!" Marshall said in between coughs. "Diablo knocked you out cold when this happened."
"You wouldn't even tell me you knew her until after he 'died'! Now you tell me about hours after she smashed my ass through the fuckin' table today?!" Hadriel yelled back. "You shitted on me!" He looked back at the now embarassed Adaia and gave her a sad look as she gave one back to him. He turned away in fury and sped off into his tent. "Don't fuckin' talk to me either.."
Silvermoon shook his head in shame. He regretted doing this to him. He and Hadriel were like brothers ever since Diablo began walking Sanctuary. This wasn't all HIS idea. It was Hawkeye's idea. She was the main one who hated him. She hated him not only because he was immature, but he acted like an idiot as a barbarian. He was such a fool for doing what Hawkeye said. Now Hadriel would never forgive him.
Before Hadriel could sit on his bed, the same girl he kissed was making out with another man. This didn't only make Hadriel furious, but it made his blood boil making him want to kill. "I always knew you were a bitchy slut," He boomed. "Get the fuck out of my life before I take yours!" His strong, hateful voice made the couple flee in fear. "Bitch. I knew she was a slut." He laid on his bed, mumbling and pouting away.
"Hadriel?" A voice said behind him.
"Didn't I say don't talk to me?!" He snapped. "Now you really asked for it.." He turned back.
It was Adaia standing by him.
Hadriel sighed. "It's you."
"Are you mad at me?" Adaia whispered.
"Of course not. This has nothing to do with you. I knew you wouldn't tell me you were a fox.."
"Well, what do you expect? I was afraid.."
"Exactly. I'm just mad at my so-called friends who didn't tell me. I know you didn't tell them about you.."
"I didn't. It was Hawkeye."
"Hawkeye?! That bitch..." Hadriel got up.
"Hadriel, calm down.." Adaia stood close to him. "You caused enough commotion."
He sighed and sat back on his bed, with his head in his hands. Adaia sat beside him, nervous to touch him. She slowly rubbed his bare, muscular back covered with his ponytail. "You'll get over it, and they'll get over it," She tried to comfort him. "I'm sure they'll apologize the next day.."
"Like hell they will," Hadriel muttered. "They'll shit on me over and over and over..." He raised his head up to Adaia. "I don't think I even wanna be with them anymore."
"You're so pessimistic," She put her hand on his handsome face. She stared into the brown eyes decorated with a pure sapphire piercing on his left eyebrow. Instead of a kiss, she had Hadriel's head laid on her lap playing in Hadriel's hair with her fingers. "I'm sure this is the first time you and your friends had such an incident like this..."
"Mmmm..." Hadriel paid attention to Adaia's fingers in his hair. "In fact, we've never had any problems like this.."
"Then you all will get over it.." She continued stroking his hair. "I'm sure of it.."
"Keep doing that please.." Hadriel moaned out of stress. "It feels good..."
Adaia only gave him a what-the-hell-did-you-just-say look, but continued anyway. She stopped to touch his spiky face and his lips. She was too afraid to kiss them, so she left them alone. She smiled at him, and started walking out of his tent. Before she could leave into the chilly air, Hadriel grabbed her left arm and lightly tugged her.
"No...Don't..leave me..." Hadriel whined quietly.
"I have to go now..."
"Nooo...stay with me.." He moaned.
Adaia gave up and sat by him again. Nothing else to do, she thought. She continued playing in Hadriel's hair, kissing his forehead.
"Lie down, I won't hurt you.." Hadriel whispered.
Adaia only gave him a suspicious frown.
"If I do hurt you, you can hurt me. Besides, you don't have to be out there listening to those people say terrible things about you. They're much more prejudice against foxes than Necromancers."
"How do you know they're prejudice against me?"
"I know. My two sisters were foxes just like you. They went through nothing like you went through today.."
"I really don't care quite frankly."
"Nevertheless, I'll protect you."
"That's very sweet of you, but I can protect myself.."
"You need my protection.." Hadriel insisted. "You can't go through all this yourself.."
"Might as well.." Adaia whispered. "I don't want to be called 'Vixy Slut' all over again."
"Stay with me.." Hadriel wrapped his arms around her waist as Adaia started to lie down beside him. "I'll never let anyone hurt you. As long as you're with me, nothing will happen to you."
Adaia sighed. She was starting to like Hadriel. Hell, running the bitch he kissed out of his life gave her the biggest opportunity she could possibly find. She liked when he touched her, he liked when she touched her. She turned to his face and stared into it again. She blushed as Hadriel moved closer for a kiss. He kissed her lips with a tiny bit of passion; his tongue played with hers for awhile, then he broke the kiss with a goodnight.
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*Back at the Rogue Encampment*
"The Wrestler's in love with the Barbarian?" Lillita asked. "That's like soooo....romantic.."
"Ugh!" Wallis said in disgust. "That's gross.."
"Ha!" Cain said. "Like I said before, Hadriel's sisters were foxes and he helped them through their prejudices. Not only he was in love with her, but he was willing to help Adaia. After all, Hawkeye didn't tell Hadriel about her while the others already knew so therefore..."
"She was the prejudice one?" Chauncie finished Cain's sentence. "I know. It's kinda cool that Hadriel and Silvermoon are like brothers..."
"And Silvermoon's in love with the Amazon?!" Kimmie asked in disgust.
"Yes, but we didn't know until the end of the tale so let's act like we didn't know," Cain winked. "Let's continue on, shall we?" And he continued his story...
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It wasn't THAT bad, was it? I was full of ideas when I wrote this, so therefore I wasn't as braindead as I was on the prologue.