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I will give you a quick warning ahead of time. This chapter will be a bit graphic, sexually speaking, and light language. I didn't want to change the rating just because of one chapter. I promise that there will be no more sexual chapters until much later chapters. If the good people of this site have a problem, all they have to do is inform me of such things, and I will happily change whatever is wrong. You were warned.
Chapter 1: Nightmares
All was silent on the plains, as Lyndis stood ever still, looking across the battlefield at her enemy. Slain bodies of bandits lay across the ground; dried blood stained the once bright green grass. Her blue-green hair, which was tired back in its same, long braid that ran down her back, swayed softly against the back of her. To her left, out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sain and Kent, fighting off a small group of axe-wielding foes.
Florina, the ever-timid Pegasus Knight, was circling the battle field, hurling a slim looking spear downward, into whatever enemy she could see, then swooped back in to snatch the lance from the fallen body, only to take to the air again.
Wil had hidden himself in some brush, and was firing arrow after arrow toward whatever thug came close, or was advancing on him.
This was it. This was the day Lyn had been waiting for the day she set off from the Sacae plains, to Caelin. Lyn was finally going to crush the petty Taliver bandits, whom were responsible for the death of her entire tribe! Her opponent was a tall, gruff looking man, his only clothes consisted of baggy, leather pants, gashes in said pants all the way down. He had many scars across his powerful looking chest, where he no doubt had taken many blows in the past.
His face made Lyn sick. His sideburns came from the back of his ears, all the way to his putrid cracked lips, which curved in a menacing smile. His dirty, greasy, yet short blond hair blew along with the wind. "Foolish girl. So you've come for revenge? I think you'll regret ever coming here!"
"So, you think so, do you? I think you're in for a terrible shock!" Lyn said aloud, proudly, as her adrenaline picked up, her heart racing. How she longed to look upon the apparent leader of the very curs who slaughtered an entire village. And in the dead of night, no doubt! How she hated these despicable villains. If she had to, she would slay them all herself!
She had no doubt in her own strength. After everything she went through in the past; Bandits, Caelin soldiers, Lundgren, pirates, Morphs, Nergal… she was sure she could defeat a few measly bandits. Lyn found herself snatching her fabled weapon, the Mani Katti from the black sheathe at her side, and holding it out toward her. "If you think you can survive, them come! Do your best! I'll slay all of you if need be!" She was furious.
"Pah!" Was all the man replied, as he raised a rather large axe, the blade shining in the burning sun. The size of that weapon would make any normal man freeze in their tracks, but size meant nothing to one such as Lyn. She dealt with fiends like this before, and that was before she even knew of Nergal's existence. Without another word, Lyn pushed herself from her standing spot, the front and back ends of her attire, the same blue robes, hewn with gold, flapped back and fourth as she darted forward, more and more of the flesh of her legs becoming revealed.
She cared not what her attire was doing, all she wanted, was to take this fiend down in one might stroke. The man, slung the axe around his shoulder, only to wrap his huge fingers about its handle, and readied said weapon in a sort of swinging stance. When he saw his pray come within striking distance, he swing his axe around with such a force, it might had sliced through solid stone. Yet, with all the graceful and swiftness of the Sacae, Lyn plowed her feet into the ground at the last minute, sending her petite form over the Bandit, a trail of dust being left in her wake.
Confused, the rugged, man looked around, thinking that he had hit nothing. It was not until he felt a sharp pain suddenly ringed through his ribs, and caught sight of a curved blade sticking through his stomach, did he realize he had missed. From behind him, the graceful woman leapt upward, connected a swift, kick to the back of his head, and snatched her sword out just as he hit the ground. Without pausing for even an instant, she swept along the ground, past the fallen form. And, with a powerful sweep, hacked off the fallen mans head, the blood scattering along the ground. Sweat clung to her forehead, as she remained still, with her eyes closed. 'At last,' she thought, 'I've won. My clan is avenged!" She had completely forgot that there were still other bandits around her. Before she had a chance to react, she felt a large pair of arms suddenly cling to her waist from behind, and slam her against the ground.
Surprised, Lyn called out, but lost grip of her sword as she met the ground with force, pinned between the dusty ground, and the man above her. "Hah hah hah hah! You thought that was our leader? Stupid bitch!"
Lyn burned with fury, and tried to fight, but the man was too strong. Again, Lyn called out for help, but her head suddenly jolted with fierce pain as a boot came across the side of her face. By now, she was bruised, bleeding, and could hardly think straight. But she managed to look up to see a taller, much more muscled man, smirk down upon her. "I am the leader of the Taliver bandits." He then crouched down before her. "And you are the last of the Lorca tribe, hmm?" He cackled again, and Lyn growled in her throat, only to spit out a large puddle of blood upon the dirt.
"What should we do with her, boss?" The man pinning Lyn down said, only to see the leader smirk. In an instant, Lyn felt herself be released. As quick as her now aching body would allow, she snatched up her blade, and charged the man. But she was too slow, and the man was fast, despite his large size. He caught her swinging arm just before it met his torso, threw the blade from her hands, and threw her back upon the ground.
Lyn hit the ground with a thud, and before she had time to act, she found this massive beat mounted on top of her, the ripping of her garments soon met her ears. Lyn had tried to fight it, but found it impossible, already she could feel the wind brush against her exposed chest, but her true horrors were soon realized. Again, she tried to call out, only to look across the field, and what she saw made her want to scream, but she couldn't.
Sain, Kent, Florina, and Wil were all pinned to separate trees, held there by large spikes forced through their chests, their blood still freshly pouring from their bodies, down the bark.
She finally found the will to scream out, but only because she felt a hard, sleek object brush against her thigh. Her eyes snapped down to see the man, pressing his sexual organ against her entrance. She struggled, ever harder to get loose, her heart pumping rapidly, that it felt like it was going to explode. Sweat poured down her face, until finally, she screamed aloud, as the man forced himself into her. Suddenly
Lyn jolted up from her bed, and screamed out loud. So loud, that she could have woken up the entire castle. It was only when she stopped panting rapidly, that she realized it was only dream. After taken a good look around, she was in her bed, in Castle Caelin. "It was only a dream…" She said softly, out loud between gasps. She had been having the same dream, each and every night. It was rather…disturbing. "That's it. Tomorrow I'm sending a message to Eliwood…to meet me in Ostia in two days. I must talk to him and Hector about this!"
She did not know why, but she felt like she had to talk to the other lords about this, if such a thing was possible. After a brief moment, she heard the door fly open, and who stood there made Lyn feel relieved.
It was Florina. "Lyn! I heard you scream. Are you all right?" She called, as she rushed forward, and embraced her friend. Lyn, returned said embrace, and tried to stop her panting, as sweat still clung to her forehead. "It was just a dream…"
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