Wrath of a Goddess
Story by Mikaa
Characters by Camelot and Nintendo
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or world presented in this story (the rightful owners are Nintendo and Camelot).
Warning: This story is rated T for Teen, primarily for violence and descriptive gore, with mild language thrown in. You have been warned.
Chapter 11 - Darkness Consumes
Drawing his blade from the belly of a hapless villager of Vault, Igori let out a wild cry as his men tore away at the village. Unobservant warriors might have thought it luck that they managed to catch the entire town unaware and off-guard, but Igori knew far, far better: it was the woman.
He did not know her name, did not know where she was from, or why she was clad only in a very tattered neglige. By all rights, he would have thought her easy prey for taking advantage of, of having his way with her, then either killing her or leaving her for the men. Yet something about her radiated an aura of authority, of intelligence, of power. And what fool would turn down power?
Igori had taken a chance at the possibility that his men might have not followed his actions, and he was proud that his troops were willing to follow him loyally. It was so hard to find good, loyal, ruthless help. Especially with the crap going on in Tolbi of late...
As the fires filled the morning air with dark clouds of burnt wood and flesh, Igori turned to stare at the woman. Her gaze was one of a cold, calculating mind, all aware and all powerful. Except for somehow keeping the villagers at bay until they entered and killing off Jolir and that wrench, she had not really shown the power he suspected she had. Why she was holding it in, or why she just did not use it, he could only begin to guess.
As he turned back to his task of killing, by chance he followed his gaze. As he looked on, he noted that his men were converging in the direction she faced. As he watched, most of his men were chasing down a few older men, almost as if they saw something he did not. Wait, not most of his men, ALL of his men were going at the man. What?
Glancing back at the woman, Igori froze as he noticed her gaze focusing on him. Puzzled for a minute, his only warning was the silent swish of a blade. Narrowly dodging the slash, Igori raised his blade, knowing only a few minutes would pass before his entire gang slew him by the unheard will of the woman.
Off in the distance, the "woman" stared coldly at the dying soldier, pleased that the last obstacle to her complete control over the small army was now destroyed.
End of Chapter
Author's Note - Sorry about the shortness of this chapter, but I believe the message was clear. Look for Chapter 12 soon!
- Mikaa, Hunter of Metroids