AN: Point of reference: I've changed Themiscara to an inland country
instead of an island. Other than that, I guess everything's the same.
Enjoy.
Azure stood on the green before the Capital. So, it has come to
this, she thought. The city had been besieged for several months, and
supplies were now running low. For that reason, and to spare both sides
the heartache and bloodshed of a war, Queen Abigail had allowed Azure to
challenge their enemy's champion to a battle. The fate of the entire
country now lay on Azure's shoulders.
As Azure watched, the enemy's champion strode onto the green. Azure
stood silently as her opponent approached. The woman who came forward as
the champion of her people was amazingly beautiful. She was tall, at least
six feet, if not more. Her flowing dark hair would have hung nearly to her
waist, but it was caught up in a strip of leather to keep it out of her
way. She wore armor that rivaled the sun in brightness. Her sword, Azure
could see, was drawn; and a shield rested on her left forearm.
Azure herself stood clothed in her best chain-mail and breastplate.
On her head she wore her blue plumed steel helmet, deep blue eyes
glittering from its depths. Her light brown hair was trimmed short to keep
it out of her way. She stood at least five feet eight inches tall, and was
inherently graceful for her height.
The Amazon champion stopped little more than six feet away from
Azure. "Do you swear, on all that you hold dear, that this will be the
final battle between our armies? Will you take this responsibility on
yourself?" she called.
"I swear, on all that I hold dear and on my sword and my life, that I
will take this responsibility on myself," Azure called back.
"If I win, your people will surrender to my queen. If you win, my
people will surrender to your queen. Agreed?"
"Agreed!"
The Amazon champion sank into a fighting stance. Azure attacked
quickly and without mercy. She cut at the warrior's unprotected legs. The
woman leapt back and tried unsuccessfully to block Azure's blow. Azure's
sword bit deeply into the Amazon's thigh. She staggered and nearly fell,
but she regained her balance before Azure could finish the fight. The
Champion stood ready for battle again.
"You thought you would defeat me that easily?" she scoffed. Azure
made no response to her enemy's insults and concentrated to fight better.
The Amazon lunged at Azure and landed an excellent blow on Azure's upper
left arm. The cut was deep and bled freely, but Azure paid no heed to her
injury. The Amazon tried to attack while Azure was distracted, but she
dodged the Amazon's blade and tried to severe the young woman's hand. The
Amazon was too quick for her, however. She darted to the left and cut a
deep scratch into Azure's lower leg. She swung her blade around and cut
lightly into Azure's stomach. The Amazon's leg flashed out and caught
Azure just above the knee, causing her leg to buckle. Before she could
make a move, Azure was on her knees with the Amazon's sword at her throat.
"Will you yield?" the Amazon asked. "You have lost. It matters not if you live or die, your land is ours. I will give you a noble death in battle, if you wish. It is your choice." "I yield; I will suffer captivity with my people," Azure responded. "Very well." With that the Amazon took a rope from her belt and, disregarding Azure's wounds, bound her hands behind her back. She dragged Azure to her feet and forced her towards the city gates. Azure faltered when she heard running feet behind them. She cast a glance behind them and saw that her captor's sisters were running to congratulate their victorious Champion. The city gates opened when they approached. As they walked into the city, Azure hung her head in shame. When she saw her queen's knights lay their weapons down in the streets, she wished she had allowed the Amazon to kill her on the field of battle. Abigail stepped forward and presented her sword to the Amazon Champion. "You have defeated my champion. I will uphold her honor; I surrender, not only myself, but my country as well," Abigail said. "My queen, I am sorry," Azure said desperately. "Shut up!" the Amazon growled and gave a sharp tug on her golden lariat (that's a rope), making the wound on Azure's arm gape open and gush blood. Azure's adoptive mother, Nimue, cried out at the sight of Azure's blood. The Amazon noticed this display and motioned to Nimue. Several warriors grabbed Nimue and dragged her forward. Nimue was a woman of nearly fifty. Her once black hair was now well streaked with grey (or is it gray?), but her lively brown eyes still snapped with spirit. She was of a rather slight build; she stood less than five feet tall, and wa very thin. Although she was usually very up-beat, Nimue was full of concern for her adoptive daughter. "Why do you care what happens to her?" the Amazon asked. "She is my daughter," Nimue answered simply. "You should be ashamed of her. You should not care what happens to her," the Amazon said bluntly. "She was defeated in battle; that is nothing to be ashamed of." The Amazon simply shook her head and led Azure away. Azure stumbled as she walked; she was weak from loss of blood. The Amazon stopped and regarded Azure for a moment. She stopped a passing warrior and handed the end of the rope binding Azure to her. "Take her to the nearest barracks and let her see to her wounds," she ordered. The warrior gave her a small bow and led Azure away. The Champion made her way through the streets toward the castle itself. When she reached it, she entered and made her way straight to the great hall. Her mother, the queen, was there waiting for her. The queen was tall, with flowing blonde hair. Though she was well up in years, she was still an excellent warrior and a compassionate queen. Her subjects obeyed her not only out of duty but ot of love. In short, she was the best queen the Amazons could have had. "You fought well, daughter," she said gravely. "I am proud of you."
"Thank you, Mother." "There is a small room over there where you can rest," the Amazon queen said. "Come." She led her daughter over to a door that was partially covered by a tapestry. They entered, and the Champion sat on a bench by the wall. Her mother walked over to a desk where a basin of water and a clean cloth lay waiting. She took the basin and cloth and sat down beside her daughter. Looking at her mother, the Champion was suddenly reminded of her captive and her mother. "You know, Mother, in ways we are not so different from these people," she said quietly. "What do you mean?" the queen asked. "Well, when I led their champion into the city, her mother was there, waiting for her, wanting to care for her wounds." "True," the queen said thoughtfully. Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door, interrupting their conversation. "Enter," the queen called. The door opened and a young woman stepped inside. "Queen Hippolyta, Princess Diana, all the enemy knights have been secured," she said with a bow.
AN: I know this is kinda short, but I should have at least another chapter uploaded by tomorrow.
"Will you yield?" the Amazon asked. "You have lost. It matters not if you live or die, your land is ours. I will give you a noble death in battle, if you wish. It is your choice." "I yield; I will suffer captivity with my people," Azure responded. "Very well." With that the Amazon took a rope from her belt and, disregarding Azure's wounds, bound her hands behind her back. She dragged Azure to her feet and forced her towards the city gates. Azure faltered when she heard running feet behind them. She cast a glance behind them and saw that her captor's sisters were running to congratulate their victorious Champion. The city gates opened when they approached. As they walked into the city, Azure hung her head in shame. When she saw her queen's knights lay their weapons down in the streets, she wished she had allowed the Amazon to kill her on the field of battle. Abigail stepped forward and presented her sword to the Amazon Champion. "You have defeated my champion. I will uphold her honor; I surrender, not only myself, but my country as well," Abigail said. "My queen, I am sorry," Azure said desperately. "Shut up!" the Amazon growled and gave a sharp tug on her golden lariat (that's a rope), making the wound on Azure's arm gape open and gush blood. Azure's adoptive mother, Nimue, cried out at the sight of Azure's blood. The Amazon noticed this display and motioned to Nimue. Several warriors grabbed Nimue and dragged her forward. Nimue was a woman of nearly fifty. Her once black hair was now well streaked with grey (or is it gray?), but her lively brown eyes still snapped with spirit. She was of a rather slight build; she stood less than five feet tall, and wa very thin. Although she was usually very up-beat, Nimue was full of concern for her adoptive daughter. "Why do you care what happens to her?" the Amazon asked. "She is my daughter," Nimue answered simply. "You should be ashamed of her. You should not care what happens to her," the Amazon said bluntly. "She was defeated in battle; that is nothing to be ashamed of." The Amazon simply shook her head and led Azure away. Azure stumbled as she walked; she was weak from loss of blood. The Amazon stopped and regarded Azure for a moment. She stopped a passing warrior and handed the end of the rope binding Azure to her. "Take her to the nearest barracks and let her see to her wounds," she ordered. The warrior gave her a small bow and led Azure away. The Champion made her way through the streets toward the castle itself. When she reached it, she entered and made her way straight to the great hall. Her mother, the queen, was there waiting for her. The queen was tall, with flowing blonde hair. Though she was well up in years, she was still an excellent warrior and a compassionate queen. Her subjects obeyed her not only out of duty but ot of love. In short, she was the best queen the Amazons could have had. "You fought well, daughter," she said gravely. "I am proud of you."
"Thank you, Mother." "There is a small room over there where you can rest," the Amazon queen said. "Come." She led her daughter over to a door that was partially covered by a tapestry. They entered, and the Champion sat on a bench by the wall. Her mother walked over to a desk where a basin of water and a clean cloth lay waiting. She took the basin and cloth and sat down beside her daughter. Looking at her mother, the Champion was suddenly reminded of her captive and her mother. "You know, Mother, in ways we are not so different from these people," she said quietly. "What do you mean?" the queen asked. "Well, when I led their champion into the city, her mother was there, waiting for her, wanting to care for her wounds." "True," the queen said thoughtfully. Suddenly, a knock sounded on the door, interrupting their conversation. "Enter," the queen called. The door opened and a young woman stepped inside. "Queen Hippolyta, Princess Diana, all the enemy knights have been secured," she said with a bow.
AN: I know this is kinda short, but I should have at least another chapter uploaded by tomorrow.