A Bloody Valentine Massacre
One-shot supplement for Scions storyline
A/N: This is rated M+ for a reason, it will get bloody, dark, and have a sex scene in it. This will also be further in the storyline than it is currently as it is shortly after the events of 5.3 Shadowbringers but will contain Endwalker spoilers, please enjoy!
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Ul'dah, 8 pm Eorzean Time, Flame Marshall Akashiya's Office
S'elene Akashiya was a feared warrior and yet for all her accomplishments, there was one thing she could never seem to defeat for more than a few days, paperwork.
The Warrior of Light couldn't help but sigh, it had only been a few years since she was able to reverse the process and get the potion made she needed to transform her body in various ways like she used to, although since then she had received more than her fair share of scars.
The ex Vierra was now back in her form more similar to her Miqo'te counterparts. Her bloodline was of the mythical kitsune, making her nigh impossible to really kill unless you knew exactly how to do it. She had mid-back length hair, now styled in a long braid and ponytail due to how thick and long it was. Pale skin as if kissed by the moonlight, nine majestic white tails, instead of being the height of overlooking almost everyone but Urianger, she was now more of the shorter Scions, sitting now at only five foot six, still slightly taller than her fiance and partner Y'shtola Rhull.
The miqo'te sorceress was rather busy grooming the tails of her fiance almost absentmindedly as S'elene was going through her reports of the past couple years while she was in the First. While G'raha had thought that only a year had passed since he had finally been able to summon her, it had instead been three years. How the Three Grand Companies made do without the Scions in their wake was a mystery to them. The Scions were rather infamous now for being Eorzea's Ace in most conflicts due to their various skills and knowledge.
While she was busy looking through reports, she was rather at peace at the current moment, it was rare that they had any downtime. Y'shtola's presence always seemed to have a calming aura about her, even more so after they bonded more recently on an aetherial level. While it was custom in her clan to do this with their primary mates and spouses, none seem to know of this in Eorzea. It seemed to the kitsune that it was a lost arte. A shame really, especially with long-lived races such as the kitsune the partner also shares the potency of the other's life force.
S'elene raised an eyebrow in curiosity at a name she hadn't seen in a good ten years since the Calamity. Lemures. In truth, one of the reasons why she took so long is that she was teleported to Northern Garlemald when the farmers were trying to make a living and had no choice but to be on the move. S'elene was more than eager to help them, not one for not offering a helping hand.
Y'shtola seemed to sense her partner's curiosity peak slightly as she looked over her shoulder.
"Lemures? Seems unusual for them to be out here in Thanalan." the miqo'te mused out loud as she read the report.
"I did help a small group move to Eorzea, although I had to use quite a bit of my influence to get them supplies and possible shelter here in Ul'dah Shtola-chan. However… this report is a bit concerning. Someone is trying to recruit adventurers for bodyguard duty against them. Lemures are not want for trouble unless someone wrongs them in some way. They are rather honorable, similar to our samurai brethren in the east." S'elene explained as she stretched her arm a bit.
"I keep telling you to take off more than that gunbreaker coat of yours when you do paperwork or research Elene-chan. Honestly, I do not know who is worse between you or Thancred." Y'shtola said rolling her eyes.
"Main thing is Shtola… I have both eyes, Thancred only has one and no ability to have aether manipulation. Thank Hydaelyn you kept most of your abilities intact and amplified especially after you used Ancient Flow not once but twice." S'elene glared a bit worryingly at her partner.
In all honesty, while the aetherial ritual did wonders for Y'shtola's aether consumption she still worried about her partner being blind. Using that Aetherial Sense ability of hers was a boon, however as Master Matoya had said, it was a heavy arte due to the burden on one's life force. It's part of the reason why she decided to do the ritual even sooner since it was normally done on honeymoons after they were wed.
"In any case, I should look into this…. You're free to join if you wish my dear Moonlight."
"Oh, I suppose I could be tempted to…. Better than sitting around in a dusty old room… Sunlight," she smirked before giving her partner a peek on the cheek.
S'elene stretched a bit before adjusting her leather pants and tightening her calve-length boots and crystal-infused chest plate. She put on her red idealized coat complete with a couple of small satchels of holding and a clip of 10 aether cartridges on the back and side of the coat as she put on her jet black fingerless gauntlets.
"You know… now that I realize it, both you, Thancred, and one of your mentors: Radovan wear the same style of gear… You sure you're not trying to match them?" she teased.
"Oh, hush. It's a good set of armor. Especially after the battle with Eldibus, all put destroyed my last armor set and gunblade." S'elene rolled her eyes as she grabbed her new gunblade Blade's Resolve and attached it to the device on her back to keep it in place.
A short walk down near the Adventurer's Guild the two seemed to find who they were looking for, a flustered attendant trying to get the help of any adventurer that would give them the time of day but they seemed to ignore him.
"Sir, may I help you? You seem rather flustered and in a panic."
"Ah yes please help! My Master has been beset of threats from an unsavory group of "Lemures" he's in desperate need of someone with experience!" the man all but begged to the Flame Marshall.
S'elene gave Y'shtola a look that pretty much said to follow her lead as the two agreed to meet with this master of the attendant.
"I suppose, we can do so… If you could spare any more details my partner and I would appreciate it." Y'shtola piped up a bit, being a little bit more experienced in dealing with politics and deal bargaining.
"Ah yes! Of course Miss! Their leader demands that my master give them a considerable amount of his wealth or…." the man seemed to shake off his head as if he was haunted by something.
"I'll just tell you they call her "The Reaper" and leave the rest to your imagination." the man finished explaining haphazardly.
S'elene's hand immediately balled up in reaction as visions of her time before the sundering came to her mind, memories that she had locked awhile for good reason as she started to hyperventilate much to Y'shtola's surprise and immediately sent the servant away telling him they'll meet the master shortly.
Y'shtola sat S'elene down on a nearby bench and caressed her face with a bit of worry and shushed her a bit in a calming nature not often seen on her.
"Hey... Elene… calm, breath slowly…breath in and out... Follow the sound of my voice." she calmly instructed the kitsune for several minutes.
It seemed to work as she slowly came to and looked up at Y'shtola.
"Sorry… I… don't know what came over me back there. My memories of Azem are still coming back…" S'elene muttered as she laid her head against Y'shtola's stomach, sweating a little bit.
"Do you want me to take point? You might get some answers from this group… I suspect there is more to it than just money." Y'shtola inquired as her partner just nodded a bit before getting up and holding Y'shtola's hand as they made their way to the Sapphire Exchange.
The two found the servant and what seemed to be the master, who was a lalafell. One of the more wealthy citizens if S'elene remembered correctly. Jijilyo. He was known for swaddling his trade partners and employees. At least from what she heard through the grapevine.
"Ah! Y-you! If you mean to put a single hand on my coinpurse, you'll have to pry it from my cold, lifeless–" The lalafell began to shout out of nowhere before a flash of red aether happened as S'elene stomped her foot down on the cobblestone, scaring the two men and getting a look from Y'shtola.
'She is definitely emotional right now… I'll have to give her a massage tonight to help her out.' the sorceress thought as the taller man calmed down his master.
"Master Jijilyo! They are friends! They agreed to help us! We'll show that Reaper what her empty intimidations were for!"
"Oh uh sorry friends. I've been unnerved for the past few weeks…" he scratched the back of his head.
"We've noticed…" Y'shtola remarked with a rather harsh bite. "Now, we require more details of the incident before we continue on."
"Yes, yes of course! For reasons that elude me, these Lemures have made my life a waking nightmare. Sight unseen they have begun demanding that I pay them for the luxury of my life!"
"Rumors abound of their origins, they come from a barbaric nation, They flaunt our laws and threaten their superiors with impunity! They're led by this dead-eyed woman who draws her scythe at the smallest slight. Refuse their payment of coin and she takes her share of your lifeblood instead. Rubbish, I say! Nothing more than a toothless bandit!" the man went on an almost insane tangent before being interrupted by another's voice.
"An interesting theory there, care to test it?" the voice spoke with a sarcastic bite to it.
The man hid behind the two Scions and mumbled out that she was the Reaper that he spoke of.
"Oh? You're a perceptive one, aren't you? Suppose that's how you came into possession of much of your wealth."
"And what have we here? Trying to hire the Scions of all people while our own ledgers remain unbalanced? You wouldn't be tryin' to wiggle your way out of payment for our job well done, would you?" she continued on with her arms folded as her lackeys were behind her as well.
The woman was a taller woman, taller than the two Scions. Stark white hair, older with a scythe on her back, folded in two places with tanned skin and piercing eyes of someone who has seen much strife and war.
Both the feline women's ears perked up at this as they glared at the lalafell as S'elene's differing colored eyes went to crimson red.
"What was that about 'sight unseen' again? You DO know I'm a Flame Marshall of the Immortal Flames correct?" the woman scathed as her partner tapped her staff twice keeping him in place with a binding spell.
S'elene proceeded to call forth a nearby guard towards the two.
"My, my you seemed to have forgone telling them what great friends we were? After all, we scared all of your competition for your failing business so you could actually make a fairly decent amount of gil, even after our service fees." the woman stated.
The guard proceeded to take the servant and master away for further questioning, leaving the group of five alone.
"It's been a while, Marshall, though I didn't know you were gifted in shapeshifting." the woman mused a bit while stroking her chin in an amused look and further relaxed stance.
"Oh come off it, you know bloody why I quite literally was teleported in the center of your community back then. Shall we go to your headquarters then my dear.? I did spend quite the amount of gil for your safe passage and shelter back then." The kitsune suggested before the reaper nodded and they made their way towards them.
"Care to explain love?" Y'shtola inquired as she tapped her foot in slight impatience.
"The Lemures I helped ferry to Limsa a decade ago. I have no relations with her outside of business. She actually pays me rent for her headquarters every quarter. While they may be Garleans, they are just trying to survive in a cruel world, my dear." S'elene shrugged a bit as they turned towards Pearl Lane and saw the Lemure guard acknowledge them before leading them inside.
The two took a seat as tea was placed in front of the two on the desk.
"It's been a while Drusilla-san… I hope all is well with your family of sorts." S'elene complimented as she drank some of the tea
"Clearly not as well off as you are S'elene. Especially after your adventures in Doma and Ala Mhigo against my former nation. Although I must admit, you have a bigger ferocity about you than you showed all those years ago to me."
"Getting used to a new body does that to you, Drusilla, ah I should introduce you. This is my fellow Scion Y'shtola Rhull. She often joins me on my expeditions nowadays." the kitsune explained as Y'shtola smirked a bit slightly.
"Someone has to make sure you stay out of trouble and can heal your injuries when you overdo yourself as per usual," Y'shtola remarked before sipping her tea.
"Ohhh. I like her. Definitely has a mastery of quips, though it may seem to be a game between the two of you." Drusilla laughed as she sipped her own tea.
"Moving along flirtations between me and her…. I sense you want to hire us for something if not someone…."
"Yes…. there is a rather powerful voidsent I wish for you to kill. He has eaten countless amounts of souls and is a bigger threat on the star than I would care to admit. As you are now though… while strong will need the techniques of our clan in order to truly kill him."
"Oh, and what techniques would that be? She is rather versed in multiple fighting styles as it is." Y'shtola stated as she crossed her arms in thought.
Drusilla simply pointed at the scythe that lay against the front of her desk.
"I sense there's more to it than that Drusilla," S'elene remarked coldly, taking this rather seriously but having a sense of dread at the thoughts that raced in her head.
The reaper did not say anything but simply place a singular job crystal on the desk, it suddenly flashing crimson as S'elene winced at the headache she now felt at seeing the soul crystal.
"Curious…that's quite the reaction," Drusilla stated as S'elene began to sweat a little.
"Where… did you find this crystal?" S'elene asked
"It has been in the family for generations, not even my own grandfather seemed to be able to bond with it, as if it were meant for one person. Some even speculate that it belonged to the original reaper in days of yore." the Garlean explained with her arms crossed.
"May we have some privacy? I sense the bonding for S'elene may be rather…. Personal." Y'shtola requested of the woman.
"Surely you don't think?" was all she got in before Y'shtola pointed to specific parts of the room without a second thought before she clicked her tongue and snapped.
"I have one question how in the seven hells did you find my ninjas?"
"Let's just say most think me blind, I just have better sight than most without the proper tools," Y'shtola smirked slightly before turning to S'elene.
"You don't have to do this now. We could do it in Kugane or even the Rising Stones for privacy." Y'shtola softly asked of S'elene.
"No…. I can't hide from my past as Azem. I owe it to Hades and even Elidibus to be true to myself. Even if it causes me pain. If and big if here Shtola, I happen to go unconscious. Take me to Black Coffin, Code-chan is one of the best healers I know if we need someone to look over my body." was all S'elene said before giving Y'shtola a kiss on the forehead and grabbing the stone before her body was a course with black aether and red lighting as the kitsune grimaced in pain as memories began to overload her and her sight went dark.
For the first time in eons, Her Echo was taking hold and making her relive her early days before the Sundering.
"I hate when she's right like this…. Drusilla, we'll continue this at a later date. It may be a while before she recovers."
All the Garlean could do is nod slightly, unnerved by the amount of aether that S'elene was going through right now, she heard the stories of the Warrior of Light fighting for days without rest on the frontlines but she didn't really believe them until now. If what she was seeing was true, her target may actually be able to be killed. There was a title that came with that crystal, after all, one that no other reaper in existence has been able to earn.
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Amaurot, Bloodriver Estate, Years Before the Sundering
S'elene Tsukiko just sighed as she looked at her wife, ignoring the looks she was getting from both Hades and Hythlodaeus, and rubbed the bridge of her nose.
"Why must you two always give me headaches? I swear if I didn't know any better I'd think you two lovers."
"Surely you just S'elene. You know as well as I that I am far too busy with the Seat of Emet-Selch right now. I barely had time to even extend the invitation to you." Hades quipped as he drank his tea.
"On a side note S'elene, when were you going to tell us you were married?" Hythlodeaus playfully teased.
"You would've known if we didn't have to elope behind my family's back. Honestly, I don't know how I didn't end up like them." the kitsune sighed while her three tails wrapped around her waist.
"You could've at least invited them, sweetheart. You only had Venat there when it happened." said wife explained.
S'elene's wife was another heiress to a clan. Although the clan was far more easy-going but was known for being nigh immortal similar to the kitsune clans and unmatched in blood manipulation and barrier magic using said blood and aether.
She herself had dark crimson hair with emerald eyes. She wore a black victorian sorceress dress complete with leather heels. She was a fair bit taller than her wife's five foot six, of course, her long ears didn't help the circumstance being the same build of a Vierra. This was Akasha Bloodriver, one of the more powerful mages of the realm that had even had Hades respect.
Hythlodaeus was often the judge between any kind of matches between Hades and Akasha with their magical prowess. To date, Hades won most of the matches, not with ease however as Akasha's adaptability was rather infamous in certain circles that if given a few more centuries she might actually best him.
"Her being Azem fit perfectly with our needs, although apparently." she glared at Hades when she paused.
"She is passing off the torch to me and spending some time in Elpsis. If I didn't know better she didn't want any more responsibility and just wanted to travel."
"At least think about it S'elene. It would get you away from your family for quite a bit. Especially after tonight's events. I'm surprised they finally turned around and seem to accept the marriage now and two centuries of bickering and harassment." Akasha stated as she hugged her wife behind her.
Hades and Hythlodaeus shared a look between them, they had a feeling something was up but said nothing about it. Even the convocation stayed away from clan matter unless necessary. The two bid the others a farewell as they stepped awhile to allow the two the time to get ready.
"This bodes ill Hades…. Takashi Tsukiko is not known for accepting outsiders, The Fourteen had to fight him for decades if not centuries to get his clan to adhere to the rules we set."
All Hades could do is nod as he looked up at the star he so adored then back at the man beside him.
"Let us hope our worries are for naught but keep an eye on her. S'elene is always a bright light for those to follow, it's one of the reasons why Venat chose her to be next in line as Azem. Despite that seat being a pain in the arse. Without that seat, we would not have as much progress as we have had over the millennia." Hades stated as he snapped his fingers and the two vanished from sight.
Truth to be told, the two were assigned to watch over the Tsukiko Clan, specifically on S'elene's father. Takashi Tsukiko. The man was dredged in pride, even more so than Hades. But this pride was uneasy, too uneasy for the Convocation to just ignore. There were many reasons why clans were few and far in between. Often times they become corrupt, greedy, and twisted, and when that does happen… the convocation must step in and provide balance but whatever means necessary.
This was not the first time a clan was under review, the Bloodriver Clan was under review a few centuries ago, however. Unlike with the Tsukiko Clan, the Bloodrivers were rather open on their ambitions and what they would like to accomplish, they wanted to research more into weaving blood magicks and applying them to barriers and even healing magick to see what would happen. Needless to say, Lahabrea's curiosity was peaked and an agreement was reached with that clan.
With the Tsukiko's however. The only saving grace of the clan were two women S'elene Tsukiko and her mother Kiyomi Tsukiko. Unfortunately, Kiyomi had a rare illness that no one could crack, eventually, the illness was too much for her and she passed away in her sleep the night of S'elene's 100th birthday. While she had Akasha, Hades, and Hythlodaeus to help her through her grief and have her focus on making her proud of her and giving her goals to accomplish, Kiyomi's husband turned more towards pride and greed.
Instead bolstering his clan members, starting a small harem of his own for the next century and a half to grow their numbers to the thousands, given that those of the kitsune bloodline often birth between three to five offspring at a time. The convocation had the theory as well that he was using forbidden time magick to grow them faster to further improve the clan's numbers.
The Black Coffin, Present Day, S'elene's Room
Y'shtola sighed in the room as she leaned back in her chair, wrought with worry about her fiance and the condition she was in. S'elene's aether inside her seemed to condense itself as if remembering over eons on how to properly use it. She worried if the strain would affect her after what happened in The First.
The door opened to one of S'elene's casual partners, Code Eamon. A Raen Au Ra with long hair dirty blonde hair in a ponytail. Outside of Y'shtola and Urianger, she was one of the better healers of the realm that S'elene trusted with her life. It was one of the reasons why S'elene told Y'shtola to bring her here.
Much time had passed since the kitsune had gone unconscious. Two weeks so far.
"Anything different Rhul-chan?" the Au Ra asked as she sat next to S'elene's body and began a spell to look over vitals.
"Nothing that my eyes have seen, although… Her aether has condensed three times over so far in the two weeks since the incident," she stated as she intertwined her fingers and subconsciously rubbed the ring she gave her, a moonstone ring with a crystal band.
"Perhaps we do research on kitsunes, surely there is something in the tomes that would tell us what happens to a kitsune to cause this." Code suggested as she put a damn rag in her hands as she wiped down S'elene's head and torso of sweat that had condensed in the past few hours of the day to cool down her body.
All Y'shtola could do is shake her head.
"While that is a fine theory, this happened when she took that soul crystal in her hands. I have my theories but that crystal…. May have been S'elene's from before the sundering." Y'shtola finalized.
Almost as if on command, S'elene's body began to vibrate and become aglow with purple and red aether as her fur and hair had a slight red hue to it. Suddenly a scythe materialized as her hand shot up and the aether calmed down again before her arm fell to the side.
"That…. Was new…"
Y'shtola's eyes read the runes on the scythe, her mind racing at a thousand yalms an hour. From what she could transcribe, the incantations on the scythe were Ascian.
"We'll need answers from her once she wakes. I hope she will wake soon."
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Tsukiko Estate, One Week Later, Presundering
S'elene woke up in chains, topless as there were several welts, burns, and cuts on her body. She cared not for her current condition. She looked around for her wife Akasha, she didn't have to look very long. In the direct center of the courtyard was her wife. Nude as the day she was born.
Akasha was also just coming to and while S'elene was in bad shape, their natural regeneration was already healing. For Akasha, however, her healing ability seemed to have vanished. Her body was bloodied, burnt, sliced amongst almost every inch. Even one of her ears had been bitten off while the other had third-degree burns and sliced almost as if by a surgeon to cause her the most amount of pain possible.
S'elene's blood was boiling and her eyes were a dark crimson before she got whacked by a staff seemingly stopping the condensation of her aether to beginning fighting against her restraints. She felt helpless upon seeing her darling wife like this. She wanted to rip and tear. To make those who did this to them feel her pain and misery.
"Now now dear daughter, such rage is beneath you." An older man chuckled.
The man who chuckled was sipping his tea with a katana laying on his shoulder. Said katana was rumored to have been forged by both Susanoo and Amaterasu themselves. Capable to burn and slice a person's body for seven days and nights without end. The man himself had seven tails, living almost as long as the convocation was made.
He had waist-length crimson red hair, tied in a braid while his tails served as a mock seat for him, more of a slender athletic body and fairly weather face but the eyes told S'elene all she needed to know. Those piercing golden eyes with purple slit pupils held nothing but destain for her wife. This was S'elene's father, Takashi Tsukiko leader of the Clan, and one of the highest-ranking samurai in all of Amaurot.
"Takashi you have five minutes to release us before I rend your skin ablaze with that twice-cursed sword of yours." S'elene seethed at the man while her own three tails were wrestling against her restraints.
"No… I think not Elene-hime. You see I would've been fine to let you have your little fling for a couple of centuries, let you experiment as all kitsunes do in their youth before earning their fifth tail." the elder explained as S'elene hissed at the nickname that only two people were allowed her use for her neither of which was this man.
"But then you used our divine magicks and traditions to impregnate this abomination with your child. This can not stand. I will NOT HAVE a blood-sucking kitsune walk on the star!" the man howled at his daughter as he slammed the edge of the sheath of the katana against the ground leaving a 3 yalm crater at the impact center of the blade.
"You would not dare…." S'elene only hissed.
"Oh, I will do more than dare dear daughter. I fully intend this today and now. You will remember this for all eternity and yet won't at the same time. I will burn the image in your mind of what it means to cross me and the clean. And yet you won't even remember her name or your times together for the last two and a half centuries." Takashi spat venomously before walking towards Akasha.
"I'll allow you to say your piece before I end your miserable existence… vampire." he glared at Akasha.
"Elene… Elene-hime look at me" she begged her wife as S'elene could only do so, tears streaming her eyes as she was desperately trying to break all of her bonds.
"These past couple of centuries were the best I had. You were the perfect partner, my sun in the night. I was addicted to you like a moth to a flame. I love you more than I could ever say. I was so jubilant to raise this child with you. I know you will find someone to love in this life or the next and she will be what you need. I WILL see you again. I love you… S'elene Akashiya." at the mention of the last name the two had decided one century ago, Takashi cut off her head before slamming his blade into the stomach of where the two-month fetus was growing and burning the body to ashes.
S'elene's eyes fixated on the dismembered head as something snapped inside of her as her vision blurred and the hearing went deaf.
S'elene Akashiya
Awaken and Reap Your Judgment unto those that have wrong you and others
And become…
The Crimson Reaper
In the silence of what happened, it happened in a span of twenty seconds, the sky became dark, the moon was full and turned blood red. The chains holding the heiress down were melted away as if her body was lava itself. Aether imploded from her as the explosion from the force blew away three-fourths of the compound killing those in an instant. The bodies were sliced to ribbons and blood congealing where the bodies once stood.
The thick aether disappeared revealing S'elene's form. Her usual complex braid and ponytail were released unto hair that was a stark white with black, purple, and green highlights that seem to accent her power somehow as if she had ascended into something more. And something more she was. Unbeknownst to all except two members of the convocation.
The two had done a ritual just months before, a joining of bloodlines. What Takashi wanted to avoid. Needless to say, that it was a mistake would be an understatement. When brought to near-death or a very emotional state of losing one's mate or family, the blood activates and releases the greatest potential that the person can achieve.
For all intents and purposes, S'elene was now a nine-tailed fox with the powers of a Ninth Rank Vampire. Her tails transformed into a scythe of black and red as she herself held one as well. All she could see was red as she went to dash forward to kill the man that had tortured and killed her wife and unborn child.
Unseen members of the clan rushed forward to protect their leader drawing their blades and firing arrows at the nine-tailed fox. It did not avail to much. The kitsune was in a speed that few could hope to match, two of the tails flew forward at the archers on the roofs of the courtyard as they transformed into purple spinning scythes, cutting most into two or taking off a limb in a fury of blades before returning to the kitsune and she charged at the guards in front of the leader.
To their credit, they managed to stop the blades temporarily, unfortunately for them however a dark purple circle appeared below them as purple aether was drawn from them and everyone in that array felt that they were marked for death by the shinigami themself.
"What in the nine hells?!" a few shouted before another array appeared below them as crimson aether blasted underneath them burning much of them before three of the tails spun around the wielder and decapitated them in a split second as their souls were sucked into the blade.
Meanwhile at the Convocation
Hades, Hythlodaeus, and Venat all looked towards the direction of the compound where they saw with their sight a massive amount of aether being used.
"Dear Gods…. He wouldn't…." Hythlodaeus mumbled with a hand to his face in disbelief.
"Speak plainly. What happened?" Venat demanded of the two, while she was more experienced in traveling, creation magick, and fighting the other two were better than the Azem at seeing and sensing aether and who was in possession of it.
"That stupid prideful leader of a clan actually did it. He broke S'elene's temper. I can only fathom how he did it." Hades could only mutter to himself.
"And so soon after the ritual too… The potential she had was unmatched even at her age.. Been forced into her prime and most powerful state with THAT blood bond. This bodes ill for all caught in her path." Hythlodaeus confirmed and continued what Hades was saying.
"We must go… Now. Before her anger comes for us all in Amaurot." Venat all but ordered as Hades snap his fingers and the three vanished from the location.
At the Estate, 1 hour later
The compound was only left in rumbles, bodies lay everywhere of kitsune that try to fight against the storm that was S'elene Akashiya. The aether that she held had become a deary calm that threatened to strike out at the slightest of moments. Takashi could only curse as he should've restrained her more than simple chains and seals for a five-tailed kitsune.
The man was bloodied and burned, 4 of his tails cut off while the others were burnt and his left arm was gone while his blade lay on the ground beside S'elene as she stared him down.
"Are you proud of yourself daughter! You have crippled our clan! We only have maybe hundreds left now instead of thousands! We could've overthrown the convocation and ruled over the moon and star!" The man yelled at the hybrid before S'elene's eyes glanced as the three members appeared although Hythlodaues proceeded to vomit at the sight of the bodies.
"If anything, Takashi. It only solidified my wife's sacrifice. To threaten the balance of the star is crimes fit for death even Emet-Selch would agree. As the Crimson Reaper, I will finish this job even if it takes me centuries to do so, Beginning with you, you mistake of a kit. Mother should've left you centuries ago and led the clan instead of you." S'elene stated rather coldly.
Hades saw that the man was gathering aether for some sort of counterattack on their ally and snapped his fingers taking away the aether from the man.
"May your soul rot in the deepest of hells for all eternity. Akasha didn't deserve this, neither did S'elene." the man stated as all nine scythes sliced at the man in an instant before S'elene's form returned to her humanoid form but with nine stark white tails and her hair returning to their normal white as well.
Venat gave S'elene an extra cloak to wear as the transformation had ripped what little clothes she had left and had an apologetic look on her face not even fathoming the amount of sorrow her student and adopted daughter felt.
"Don't Venat. You couldn't have stopped this, no one could have. These are my sins to bear for the rest of time." S'elene mumbled as she weaved a jar to gather the ashes of Akasha for an urn.
"If there is anything I can do name it and I shall do in my power to do so."
"I must apologize to you three, I'm afraid I must cause you all grief. I will need decades if not centuries hunting down the rest of the clan." S'elene bowed to them especially to Hades who was looking forward to working with S'elene as the next Azem.
Hades said nothing but grabbed one of her shoulders and handed her the scythe.
"Apologizes will do you no favors S'elene. Your convictions are partially why I respect and accepted the proposal of your rank. Venat will cover for you until the time arrives that you return. This will be considered your test for the mantle of Azem." Hades offered a small soft smile at S'elene in a rare act of showing emotion.
"I suppose I can do that, it's the least I can do." Venat sighed dreading having to deal with the paperwork in her office right now.
"My friend don't be afraid to call on us if you need supplies or resources. I will make it so." Hythlodeaus smiled before giving the kitsune a hug.
"Just… don't go destroying property. It's such a headache." he continued on with a bit of a laugh.
—-
The Black Coffin, Present Day, Two More Weeks Later
S'elene woke up holding her head as she looked next to her and sighed, she wondered how long she was gone. Next to her cuddled to her body were both Y'shtola and Code she caressed both of their cheeks as she kissed both of their foreheads.
"I see you finally woke up S'el." a purple Raen woman spoke up. She was shorter than anyone in the room but still had a leadership quality about her. This was the leader of her free company. Shinja Vallana and one of her mentors of the gunbreaker jobs.
"Ugh…. how long was I out?" she asked as she sat up getting silent protests from the two women in her bed as they cuddled more against her tails and thighs.
"A month… give or take a day. And I had to activate aether suppressing defenses. I swear S'elene you are a MAGNET for troublesome events at times." the au ra rolled her eyes.
"I suppose I should explain what happened…. I suppose I should wake the two up, I do NOT want to repeat this," she mumbled as she proceeded to wake the two up.
It took a few days but S'elene had explained what happened in the Echo as her time before the Sundering. The Scions had their individual reactions that touched S'elene to her heart. She definitely chose right when she made the group long ago. She might have to make a visit to Ryne later on and get her caught up on what happened so far.
Y'shtola had her way of showing she was there for her fiance, more physical contact, and checking in with her. She also seemed to be studying more advanced spells in both white and black magick to seemingly prove that she could take care of herself and help S'elene out more. She had a feeling of wanting to prove to herself that she was worthy of S'elene.
S'elene just shook her head and pat the miqo'te on the head before giving her a deep kiss and looking into her eyes.
"You don't need to prove yourself to me Shtola-chan. You already did over the years." she chuckled a bit as she looked over a tome that piqued her interest.
"Now I think we kept Drusilla waiting long enough, I sent her a letter a few days ago explaining what happened and that we would return soon to help her with her hunt."
Just Outside Ul'dah Three Days Later
Y'shtola and S'elene were outside of the city when they saw Code and Drusilla talking outside with scythes on their backs
The two felines went over to meet them as they finished talking a bit about the family.
"Ahhh sleeping beauty finally awakens, How do you fare S'elene?" Drusilla inquired of the taller woman a small glint in her eyes.
"Could be worse, I'm surprised you came across my crystal and kept it in the family," S'elene stated as a matter of factly before Code cursed slightly before handing Y'shtola a small bag of Gil.
"Did you REALLY bet against Y'shtola Code-chan?" S'elene laughed a bit as her fiance put the small in a demi-plane of her own.
"Yeesssss." she answered dejected.
"Rule Number One when it comes to her, Never bet against her or Tartaru you'll lose against them 85% of the time," S'elene replied as she rubbed the Au Ra's shoulder and ruffled her hair a bit much to her annoyance.
"Anyway…" Y'shtola interrupted getting the group back on track. "What's the current situation?"
"Currently we have been hunting down Orcus to no avail, we've only found more of his voidsent minions, although they have been stronger than the usual. Only a small hand of those in the family could handle them, Code-san here being one of them…. Now, how good has your skills developed I'm assuming you had to get your body into shape due to the strain of the awakening." Drusilla reported.
S'elene nodded as she snapped her fingers and her outfit changed to a more maiming gear with lightweight chest plate and other plates focusing on her legs and arms to move more nimbly similar to how a dragoon does. Attached to the shoulder plates were a cloak and a brimmed hat that hung behind her back. The colors were crimson red and black while the scythe itself was purple.
The scythe however was interesting to the other two reapers, it was more akin to a windmill shuriken as there were glyphs of red and black on it.
"Always have a flare for the dramatics as per usual don't you S'elene-chan?" Code mused a bit.
"I have no idea what you're talking about Code-chan," she smirked with a sarcastic tone in her voice.
"On a different note, however…. What does Orcus look like Druscilla? And what's your relationship to him?" S'elene inquired of the woman with her arms crossed rather serious.
"Before Orcus took over my grandfather…. Yes, grandfather. He had a different name. Rullus. You see, he helped the bloodline of the reapers survive. Trained them himself. Under the rule of Galvus vos Solus, however…. He sought to kill the man who had decided to shake the hive." she stated.
Upon hearing the name, Y'shtola and S'elene's eyes widen, more so S'elene than Y'shtola as another vision had hit her with the Echo.
"You know Rullus, if you want to sneak up on me of all people, You should at least learn to hide your aether…" Solvus mocked at the man.
Solvus took a better look at the man as the man was enshrouded with his voidsent and narrowed his eyes.
"To use that particular voidsent is an infraction on the memory of a dear friend of mine and I will not STAND for it." the man fully turned around with his back straightened for once, at least in the public eyes.
"You WILL learn respect for the dead even if you do not know of it and you can be sure of that!" the Ascian all but roared at the man, who was quivering in his boots.
The vision faded as screams were held throughout the halls of the chamber.
"Your grandfather was an idiot Drusilla. He went against an Ascian and no normal one. One of the Fourteen. Someone of whom I need help to best and even that was barely feasible without the two women here and a dozen others." S'elene berated slightly before shaking her head.
"Whatever you saw probably explained why he went silent for many years… Although in the end, I suppose it didn't matter cause eventually, his voidsent overcame his will. He began to feast on family members left and right. Almost succeeded on me if it weren't for the fact that I had him feast on my own voidsent as I slipped away. Come let us talk more in the headquarters."
The four made their way with no issues, though Code was contemplating what Orcus had said about S'elene.
"Drusilla, you did forget to mention something rather important to the two." She turned over to S'elene.
"Orcus had sensed your aether from the venue while we were hunting him down S'elene. Said that he was going to feast on your soul when it was filled with desperation, anger, and sorrow." Code stated leaning against the desk along with Drusilla.
"Right you are Code!" Orcus exclaimed appearing behind Y'shtola as his scythe was out and the blade near Y'shtola's throat, causing all of them to curse.
"Tell me Drusilla, how long did you weep for the loss of your avatar. Certainly, if you would've had it you might have been able to stop me from taking this precious morsel!" the voidsent exclaimed as Y'shtola was lifted into the air under his power as he licked her neck slowly, causing S'elene's scythe to release into her hand in an instant.
"You will let her go…. NOW!" S'elene's aether flared in orange, black, and purples and her eyes changed from her usual mismatched eyes of silver and azure blue to crimson red with a golden pupil.
"Oh, my dear dear Elene-hime you WILL know suffering yet again. I think I'll play with her a bit allow you to fester and grovel before I kill you in front of her. Have fun finding me!" the man sadistically taunted as the two were vanished, leaving Y'shtola's staff behind.
S'elene immediately punched a hole in the wall next to the door actually surprising even Code. She had to physically restrain S'elene from doing anything reckless before hitting a couple of pressure points to sap her of her energy enough that she started to calm down, well as much as she could considering the circumstances.
"Driscilla I can NOT imply this heavily enough but I need every Hydaelyn damned scout and active members to search for him now. That woman is one of the few people on the star that keeps her sane and balanced." Code ordered as she activated her linkpearl to contact her full company.
Driscilla immediately got to work, calling forth members of the family out in the field as far as the Far East and Coerthas.
"You all will leave no stone unturned. This matter is now extremely personal to many members of the family besides myself," she ordered over the linkpearls
All S'elene could do is hold Y'shtola's staff close to her as she looked up to the heavens.
"Oh, Mothercrystal… please protect her… Give me the time I need to find her." the kitsune begged her matron.
Code could only look on while getting confirmations from Shinja and the others that they were going to do all they can. She silently rubbed S'elene's back and kissed her hair. She hated seeing one of her lovers so distraught.
Three Days Later Western Corethas, Entrance of Dusk Vigil
S'elene said nothing, eyes still ablaze with crimson and golden, tethers of aether sparkling from her every few minutes as she looked at the entrance of the place.
Luckily with the connections and networks herself, Code and Drusilla had they were able to find Orcus' hiding spot earlier than they ever could've hoped. S'elene carried Y'shtola's staff in her left hand while her scythe was drawn in her right. Drusilla only looked on with a cold stare, not unlike S'elene's.
"Remember the plan you two, Drusilla will take care of any voidsent the bastard summons while I go tend to any wounds from Orcus that Shtola-chan has. I only pray we are not too late, there's only so much aether even a Sorceress like Y'shtola can do, gifted as she is." Code explained as she went over the plan.
"If he wants fury he will feel fury…" S'elene whispered as her hair and fur now took only hues of purple and black.
"We will end this farce he has created and grant thousands of soul peace," S'elene stated eerily calm despite the aether at her control right now before handing Code her fiance's weapon.
"Code-chan. If she feels like she can fight, give her that crystal I gave you, It'll restore her aether supplies more than 100x than what she usually uses. If I know her, she will not take being made a prisoner like that lying down and may act…. Cruelly." S'elene continued as they walked near the end of the Vigil.
There stood Orcus, over the body of Y'shtola, her usual fairly tanned skin was now almost white, as if blood was drained from her, slices and burns were all over her state of dress, and even from a distance S'elene at least could see cuts on her face, neck, and ears.
"So the guests have finally arrived…. You're rather early. I was not expecting you for three more days at best…" the voidsent stated as he turned around from the prey he was toying with.
"I really should've done this before…. With your wife Akasha… I may have been not as patient as I should've if I'm getting the reaction you have now." he mocked as the two circled in the center of the area as Code snuck up by Y'shtola and laid down her cards and the crystal to begin working on her.
"You lost that right to say her name millennia ago…. What you fail to realize is what she said before she died by your hand. She is here with me to stop you and completely destroy you this time so you can't reincarnate ever again Filth." she spat out as Drusilla drew her scythe and let out a exhale, preparing herself for the death battle about to happen.
"I will taste that soul of yours again S'elene! That magnificent chiseled soul that burns hotter than the light itself!" Orcus battled cried as he rush forward scythe in hand.
Orcus's blade started to glow as the two reapers pushed through reality to avoid the wave of dark aether, from the wave however came a small horde of voidsent. Drusilla immediately began to slice through them while the other two continued to clash.
Code meanwhile threw a crystal in the center of the arena as she placed her hand on Y'shtola's face, slowly regenerating the cuts that she had suffered, luckily the scars were recent so she was able to make all of them vanish, the rest of the body, however, might be a different story. Her eyes radiated a bright gold as she continues to work on the miqo'te not worrying about her already beginning to stir, probably sensing her mate near fighting for her life.
S'elene's cloak began to have an emerald hue on it as she activated her enshroud, feeling a familiar presence to her but ignored it focusing more on the prey in front of her as the blades clashed, sparking with both divine and void aether. Orcus seemed more feral now once she did so as if sensing what S'elene already had and began to fight more furiously and summoning more voidsent to keep the other reaper busy and trying to go after the Au Ra tending to Y'shtola.
As the thought came across his head to summon more, however, the small crystal illuminated with a bright light, burning him and his voidsent quite harshly Earthy Star was one of Code's favorite techniques to use, being rather smart and good at planning ahead she typically times things out correct in the most clutch of moments. Along with the damage to Orcus and his minions, S'elene and Drusilla felt more energy in their bodies, healing much of the damage done to them so far.
"Thank Hydaelyn she's with us," Drusilla muttered to herself.
"There's a reason why I had her come with us Drus. She's one of the two healers I know that are on my level of intelligence outside of the Urianger and Alphiaud," she commented as she managed to kick Orcus towards the entrance of the main corridor, setting up herself and Drusilla between him and the other two.
"Code, status report!"
"She's about 75% recovered! She's starting to stir already! Give us two minutes!" Code exclaimed as she rose two cards to the air filling the two reapers with red aether as the two smirked.
The two began an onslaught of slashes of various types while remarking him with death.
Orcus actually had to retreat back before letting loose a giant wave of dark aether towards the two in the back in a straight line.
S'elene grit her teeth knowing this was going to hurt and slammed her scythe's staff into the ground she activated a barrier with a flash of her aether, It did quite a bit of damage to her but would've done more if it weren't for Code's timely, Collective Unconscious and Celestial Intersection.
"You have GOT to stop doing that S'elene. You have your limits." Code berated the kitsune before the kitsune kicked forward for a series of slices to Orcus' flank catching him off-guard slightly.
He suddenly disappeared in a void portal before slicing at Drusilla's head aiming to decapitate her and make things more even for him but she dodged narrowly but not without some damage to her face as she cried in pain feeling the loss of her eye as she retreated towards Code who had just got done with Y'shtola's injuries.
"I'll keep him busy! I'll buy you as much time as I can!" S'elene roared as the two went back to their duel of blades each getting more hits on each other as they were both fueled by their rage or their hunger.
Orcus started to blast at S'elene to where she had to focus on dodging and couldn't get close to him. It was during this barrage that she noticed that Y'shtola had woken up, She noticed that Code had thrown the wrong crystal for her Stellar Detonation earlier and had picked it up in the middle of the barrage.
"Enough of this you're beginning to annoy me with your defiance!" Orcus roared as he began charging up a massive amount of void and abyss aether.
"I don't think so!" S'elene threw the crystal towards Orcus and he dodge it thinking it was a last-ditch effort to throw off his aim.
"The gloves are off Orcus!" Y'shtola exclaimed as Orcus turned around his eyes widening at what she was casting.
A massive array below her began to glow and transcend even normal limits that most mages are able to do in a pinch, in her hand was the crystal that Orcus had dodged thinking it was for him when in reality it was for Y'shtola as S'elene smirked a bit.
"Give him hell my love," she comment as she suddenly rips a hole into reality yet again to dash off to the side by Code and Drusilla.
"Drus you remember how I said Y'shtola would give him hell more than likely?" Code asked the now bandaged reaper.
"Yeah?" she asked confused by the statement.
"This is one of the reasons why I do NOT piss off my future wife." S'elene finished with a wicked grin smile that plastered her face for the first time in a week.
"Zetta Flare!" The woman roared as the blast went straight through Orcus and destroyed much of the architecture of the Vigil in the process.
"How in the gods' name did she manage to do that?!"
"Later…. He's still alive. If barely." S'elene calmed down the reaper as she looked on and Orcus had lost his weapon, left arm and left leg in the blast as he stood up on one leg breathing heavily and sweating profusely.
In an instant S'elene was upon him with her left hand burning with aether brightly as she forced him down to his knee while causing him more pain, forcing him to relive her pain and trauma over the past several lifetimes.
"I told you, Orcus. Your existence dies here tonight. I do have a question though before Drusilla here ends your miserable life…" S'elene stated rather coldly.
"How was the torture that Hades dealt upon you all those years ago?" she mocked as his eyes widened not knowing she knew of that day, the screams were not of Gallus, they were of his.
"I thought as much. Drus, the honor is yours." S'elene stated as the elder woman stepped forward cutting off his head in a swift motion.
S'elene snapped her fingers as the body was then set ablaze as she heard the screams within the aether before it died several minutes later as her hair, fur and eyes went back to normal and she walked over to Y'shtola who was being propped up by Code.
S'elene's eyes softened upon seeing her mate alive and hugged her tight and silently cried finally letting her emotions out after what seemed an eternity of losing another mate to her father.
Y'shtola could only rub her partner's back as she shushed her and kissed her hair while she cried into her chest.
"I'm sorry I didn't react soon enough S'elene. I wanted to avoid this from happening to you yet again." Y'shtola apologized as she caressed S'elene's cheeks and rubbed her thumb against her marked cheeks.
"Unfortunately… I have lost the ability to birth children for you," she stated rather somberly biting her own lip.
"Shtola-hime… I'm just glad you are safe and alive. That's all that matters to me." S'elene whispered to the Miqo'te.
"Elene-chan…." the two kissed deeply and pulled each other closer before S'elene put her cloak on Y'shtola seeing as how it was sub-zero temperatures and Y'shtola's state of attire was not the best.
"Okay, love-cats. Now I want an explanation. Y'shtola. How in THE hells did you manage to cast Xetta Flare something that only Bahamut himself could cast?!" Code demanded of the sorceress.
"To be honest… I was aiming for a Giga Flare originally before S'elene threw me that crystal. Then I decided to go all out with it and it turned into a Xetta Flare. Shame about the damage to the area though…" she explained as she leaned on S'elene before she put her scythe in her satchel of holding on her belt and put Y'shtola on her back.
"I'm just glad it's over. Let's go back to Ul'dah I'm sure the others would like to hear the news." Drusilla sighed.
The four got back to Ul'dah with no issues outside of Y'shtola having to rest more due to the circumstances of her injuries and the amount of aether she used from that spell even though about 90% of the aether came from the crystal itself.
Code had to call up another one of S'elene's friends to help with the healing of the Miqo'te, Glacesu. She was as gifted as Code in the dealings of astromancy although she had her own way of thinking of how it worked which helped out Y'shtola's recovery greatly. S'elene stood at her side ever the overbearing lover at times, when she wasn't having a nose in a tome for advanced biology and aether manipulation which was odd for her since she dealt more in close combat with her skills as a dark knight, gunbreaker, or now reaper.
Black Coffin, First Umbra Moon, 15th Sun (One Month Later)
S'elene and Y'shtola had decided to spend Menphina's Day at the Coffin for their date. Although contrary to popular belief this day was actually named for a massacre that happened on this day millennia ago, S'elene had a feeling she MAY have had something to do with it.
Code was actually behind the bar preparing the next pair of drinks for the two, for S'elene a Gravedigger's Tears. Which was a bit amusing to her considering everything that happened. It was a rather strong sweet but tart drink. For Y'shtola, while S'elene rolled her eyes a bit when she ordered it, was a Nightmare. It was the bar's most popular drink of choice. It was made with lingonberries, dark and gold rum from The Mist, whiskey, 6 drops of 151 rum, and a dash of juice of the customer's choosing.
"You sure you're not trying to get hammered tonight Shtola-chan?" S'elene teased her fiance. While she rolled her eyes at her.
"Last I checked last time I drank you under the table. Only because I had 2 omni cocktails from Naka's venue Shtola-chan Don't get too ahead of yourself there." S'elene remarked back with a smirk as she took another sip of her drink.
S'elene took a moment to glance upon Y'shtola's dress again. It was a light green mesh with a black corset embroidered with stars and constellations along the seams and hems while accenting her figure. S'elene had also given her a small choker to wear with some elegant beads and charms on it.
"I do have a gift for you tonight, Shtola-chan. It's something I've been working on for years." S'elene said as she pulled out a small piece of paper from her small bag of holding that was on the counter of the bar.
"Oh, you finally finished it S'elene?" Code remarked with a raised eyebrow.
"Took me Seven Hydaelyn damned years but I finally got it done, even had Krile and Urianger double check my work with this." S'elene stated.
"Close your eyes Shtola-chan." she asked as Y'shtola did as she wished deciding to humor her.
The seal was placed on Y'shtola's forehead as S'elene started weaving aether from the air with graceful ease, put different elements and aspects into the paper as Y'shtola felt it going inside her system.
"What are you?" was all she muttered before a sensation flowed through her as if clearing up dirty muck from a flowing river and releasing a blockage that she had gotten used to over the years.
"Alright, it is done Moonlight. You can open your eyes, do it slowly though. It's been quite a bit of time for you." S'elene gently spoke as if wishful and hopeful for something to happen.
As Y'shtola opened her eyes she gasped as she began to tear up slightly at what she saw. Gone were the silhouettes she was used to over the years as she looked upon her mate. S'elene's hair was a silver-white as opposed to a stark white. She wore a black dress of similar design to Y'shtola with a couple of differences.
There were more ruffles that flowed with her arms that stopped at the elbows and the top displayed her impressive bosom rather than being conservative like she usually was. Accenting the chest was a similarly designed necklace that lay on top of the chest and ended at her sternum.
What struck Y'shtola the most was S'elene's brilliant shining silver eyes that seemed to have hues of purple and blue in them as well. S'elene had done the impossible for her, she restore her sight to her after seven years of being blinded during her time in the lifestream.
From S'elene's view, while Y'shtola's eyes may have originally been a teal color, that color did not return with this gift, her being able to see aether was a boon that allowed her to surpass most other mages and archmages. She decided to amplify it in a way that only when she was focusing on seeing aether would the drain happen now instead of having to have it on all the time.
Y'shtola's eyes were now a shining pure silver color though the hue seemed to vary in certain parts of the eye although the iris was now black as opposed to the grey it used to be when she was blind.
"How did you manage to get this done below my notice?" she questioned as she started caressing her mate's hands.
"You were rather busy Shtola-chan. It wasn't that hard. Although I had a breakthrough once I got my memories of Akasha back. I suppose that was her gift to you." she explained genuinely smiling the whole time.
At this possible explanation Y'shtola started to tear up a bit, only S'elene knew about the self-esteem issue she had. Ever since losing her sight, she had to work twice as hard to get the results she was used to getting beforehand and it messed with her confidence as a mage despite the bravado she had put on the past few years.
"I suppose you're the only one who knows what it means for me. I refuse to be left behind anymore." She stated with a passion that S'elene loved seeing in her.
"Outside of any primals Shtola, I will gladly have you along. Unless we find a way to combat that little issue for those of us without Hyadelyn's blessing." S'elene sternly put her foot down on that issue, she wouldn't know what to do if her mate got tempered.
"But enough of that serious business, we leave for Rhalgr's Reach tomorrow and we deserve some… play time." Y'shtola purrs as she traced her finger on her mate's chest, getting a feral look in S'elene's eyes as she finished off her drink and left a small bag of gil for Code's services.
"Seems I'll be busy for a few hours…. Code-chan thank you for serving us tonight. You'll find payment and tips for the Coffin's coffers in that bag now if you excuse me…" She stated as she stood up and carried Y'shtola up the stairs in her arms, her tails waving wildly in excitement.
Shinja walked up from behind Code as she started counting the coin with a smirk on her face as the two watched the two Scions go to S'elene's personal room.
"I swear those two are still stuck in their honeymoon phase even 3 years later…" Shinja commented.
"To be fair Shinja-chan… S'elene more than deserves a mate like Y'shtola. She's had plenty of hardships and needs someone to balance her out and support her ventures."
"Indeed…. We should probably close the bar. They tend to get a wee bit… loud when they get going." Code smirked a bit.
"That or you're in a mood and want some alone time with me again." Shinja pointed out with a smirk as Code cursed at being read like a book.
S'elene's Room
While S'elene may have brought her into the room and placed Y'shtola on the bed, something awoke within Y'shtola on this night that she rarely let out. She quickly turned the tables on S'elene and pinned her to the bed while kissing her porcelain neck and leaving some small nips all the while.
S'elene while first shocked at where this came from since she was usually the more dominant of the two allowed her to do as she pleased, loving this side of Y'shtola that only she got to experience. She let herself get lost in the moment as her mate started kissing and marking her neck.
With a fluid motion, Y'shtola had untied the back of S'elene's dress allowing her access to her mate's impressive bosom, she didn't know if it was her time as Azem or just the amount of aether in her mate's body affecting her proportions but she had breasts that were normally on average for Vierras. Not that she was complaining mind you.
As Y'shtola began giving her attention to S'elene's torso, S'elene herself was using one of her nine tails to undo Y'shtola's corset as well, using a few well-placed tugs on the strings got it loose as she used her hands to unlatch the front of the corset as she threw it to the chair across the room as she started to feel her up getting a reaction from Y'shtola as she moans a bit at the sensation.
"Curse those hands of yours.." she muttered before she massaged and started to lick S'elene's breasts more.
"Oh please, you love my hands' moonlight." she teased in between moans as Y'shtola started making her way down the kitsune's body and stripped her bare rubbing her hands on her delicate skin.
S'elene allowed herself to feel every touch of her mate, craving more as she gave attention down her stomach and thighs as she continued to purr like a newborn kitten getting the attention that she so desperately craved, as Y'shtola started to rub at her entrance she shivered and gasped as she started to lick down there.
Y'shtola was smirking all the while as she wanted to drown S'elene is pleasure, while in public she was rather poised and polite. In bed, however, was a different story. The two light-haired ladies often switched positions between dominant and submissive like a game of cat and mouse, enjoying it all the while. Knowing how to push the other's buttons.
One thing was apparent to S'elene since the first time they started fornicating eleven years ago, Y'shtola had mouth game like no other, even her widow Akasha would be hard-pressed to be as good as she was. Tonight was no exception, well perhaps a bit since Y'shtola was definitely putting significantly more attention to every quiver, shake, and moan coming from S'elene making her putty in her capable hands and tongue.
S'elene couldn't seem to move as Y'shtola was definitely in heat, each time she wanted to flip her over the miqo'te seemed to know and went for a spot on her thighs or inside her vaginal folds with her tongue and mouth to make her arch back in pleasure it was both exhilarating and frustrating at the same time. She wanted to give her fiance some loving too, she couldn't just let her do all the work. She was known as the top massager in Eoreza for a damn good reason.
With a rather feral growl that stopped Y'shtola in her tracks for an instant, S'elene flipped her over on top of her and started to pet and scratch at the base of Y'shtola's tail as she lapped her tongue at the entrance of Y'shtola's pussy while rubbing her clit in several different directions every few moments.
The reaction was instantaneous, she remembered that while S'elene is usually patient, when it comes to sex she has massive pride at making her partner climax before herself, she was more of a giver than a taker. Y'shtola often teased her and called her a bleeding heart. Not that she was complaining mind you. Y'shtola was now the one putty in her partner's hands.
She was already wet from just her initiating the scene, but S'elene made it far worse or better if you really thought about it. Every motion was calculated against Y'shtola making her moan and scream out S'elene's name as she started to get more and closer to that climax, becoming wetter as time went on. Her body and heart yearned for more as she went back to licking S'elene's pussy and clit in retaliation.
At this point, it was more of a race on how would orgasm first. And the two women, being rather prideful kept holding on wanting to wait for the other the climax first, eventually, the two after about ten minutes of this exchange finally climaxed together and squirted quite heavily on each other's faces as they licked the fluids from their mouth as they panted and allowed themselves a break.
"Oh, hells it's been too long since the last time," S'elene gasped as she laid on her stomach on the bed as Y'shtola traced the scars on S'elene's back softly.
"And yet whenever we do have time we definitely enjoy it my sunlight." Y'shtola chuckled as she continued to rub S'elene's back before laying on her and giving her a deep passionate kiss as they lay there for a while.
"Shall we continue with Round Two, my dear?" S'elene inquired as her tails rubbed against her mate's back while on top of her.
"Give me about five minutes or so.. We'll need to keep hydrated for tonight." Y'shtola teased before giving her mate another kiss and grabbed a small container from under the bed of water as she feed S'elene the water slowly with a soft smile full of happiness and contentment.
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Rhaglr's Reach, Next Day, Noon
Alisaie proceeded to pound her head into the table and sighed in exasperation, getting the attention of her brother Alphinaud.
"Is everything alright Alisaie? Do you still feel under the weather?" he inquired of his sister.
"Physically I couldn't be better, Thanks to Krile's ministrations, I'm already looking forward to our next fight." the woman explained while using her hands to show her mood while her face was current on the table.
"But seriously, Do you have anything to say about that?" she looked over towards the nearby table where the other Scions were inspecting their gear.
Y'shtola was inspecting her new staff Nightseeker, it was the same in design as the one she had in Norvandt however, with Ascian knowledge in S'elene mind now she had better aether gather capabilities with it.
Thancred swung his gunblade that while also looking similar to his old one was designed to overcome his handicap and was always gathering cartridges of aether until the extra clips on his cloak were full. It took a lot of testing between S'elene, Tartaru, Y'shtola, and Urianger to get it down which is why S'elene had the prototype for a while before Thancred got the fixed model.
Thancred was getting used to being one eye down again since he had a different body in the first that had both eyes so he chose to don his old patch again, although S'elene was cooking something up for him at the current moment.
Urianger was checking the cards making sure all of them were gathering aether as they needed to in their own individual ways so that he may be able to heal and buff his allies when need be. He was rather happy with how they felt.
S'elene was smirking a bit as she watched her Archon colleges and fiance marvel their weapons and attires. They were part of her gift to them so they didn't feel held back from being used with the abilities they earned in the First. In her opinion, Thancred's was the hardest to deal with due to him being able to channel aether and being blind in one eye again.
"No less impressive than our garments, well-done Tartaru, Elene-chan. You've outdone yourself yet again." Y'shtola complimented to their delight.
"Oh, I forgot to mention that the Three heads of state give their expressed elation at all of your safe returns," Tartaru mentioned as she got done laughing a bit evilly at the gil she saved for these projects.
"I realize we haven't taken up any new martial artes recently nor have I taken much stock in appearances, But I can't help feel a lack of, I don't know, personal development…" Alisaie continued explaining to her brother as she looked over herself as if she was trying to find flaws in her state of attire.
"I quite understand, But as you observed the others had a more pressing need. Rest assured our time will come." Alphinaud chuckled a bit with a slight grin.
Alphinaud drank a bit of his earl gray tea while his sister proceeded to dramatically slide down her chair in a childish manner.
Krile came walking down a nearby hallway clearly exhausted.
"I swear if I spend another blink of aether I will blink out of existence. I need a bite to eat." she mumbled to herself, feet dragging on the floor.
"And yet, you're going for the stale Archon bread as if we do not have anything better Krile-chan." S'elene remarked at the white mage as she took a bite of her sandwich before getting the bird from said lalafell as she ate her archon bread.
"Tartaru, if you'd be a dear and grab some tea and something sweet please," Krile asked her fellow lalafell, ignoring the miqo'te pairs smirked a bit at her, still a glow from last night.
"Still we're not the only ones who had new skills to learn…" thancred inquired at the warrior of light.
"How on earth are you going to fight with a scythe of all things?" he continued.
"This scythe will only be used in times of great need Thancred. I prefer to use my gunblade or my claymore as you know… Or do we need another sparing session again to remind you? I'll even let you choose between the two." she smirked at the Hyur as he put up his hands in denial.
Rule One after the two Miqo'te fuck, never challenge them to sparring matches. It will NOT end well for you, Rule Two is don't tease them about it either they will put the fear of Hydaelyn in you.
"I thought as much." S'elene smiled with a pleased look on her face while eating and Y'shtola just shook her head as she took another sip of her tea as she lay her staff on S'elene's chair.
"If I may S'elene?" Urianger inquired before getting a nod from the gunbreaker.
"Due to Mistress Krile's exhausted art thy safe to assume the ward has been safely restored?"
Another miqo'te stepped out of the hallway to answer said question that was originally met for S'elene.
"Indeed! We succeeded in weaving it anew, albeit slightly diminished potency than when I had Beq Lugg's assistance. It is no cause for concern though, The tower is not easily reached, never the less breached. And even should some few succeed, their presence won't escape my notice." The man explained with an attitude of pride in himself.
"Excellent said duty thus discharge, thou art free to wheresoever thy fancy taketh thee, Upon which note hast thou reached a decision? The motion remains open." Urianger replied in earnest.
"Well… if you're certain… I mean if you think I can…" the miqo'te started fumbling over his words as S'elene rolled her eyes while the others looked on.
"Raha. You were a leader of a doomed star. You are MORE than capable of joining our little family. I didn't spend several months while yourself and Krile-chan on your staff and garments with Titania-sama and Shtola-chan in tow helping me to be able to attend much of your feasible power for naught." S'elene sternly remarked at the red-haired miqo'te as he jumped a bit at S'elene as one would when an older sister had to cheer up their younger brother.
"Right. I accept! I am henceforth a member of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. G'raha Tia at your service!" he stated with a bit more confidence in himself with a thumbs up and a sincere smile as the other scions gave small applause and welcomed him in.
Alisaie was examining the work that Y'shtola and S'elene did on G'raha's staff when she heard a yell from down below, holding out the staff for G'raha as if he was right behind her before she dropped it barely being caught by G'raha as the two miqo'te growled a bit at Alisaie's lack of care for their work.
"Oi! That's still fragile! Do you KNOW how long it took me to find a shard of mother crystal big enough for a quarterstaff?!" S'elene yelled from the table only getting ignored by Alisaie.
"Help somebody help!"
"Hippogriffs! A whole flock on the rampage on the outskirts of the city! Please, we need help!"
"I could do with a little rampage myself.." Alisaie smirked as she leap off of the build, sword and crystal in hand.
"I swear that woman is gonna get herself killed one of these days…" Thancred groaned as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Alphinaud could only sigh as he made his way after her. He was his sister's keeper after all.
Thancred followed Alphinaud in earnest as well, wanting to test his skills against a flock with his new blade.
"Welp might as well break in this blade I suppose," he remarked
"Try not to hit my sister in a wave of explosions this time Thancred shall we?"
"Oh that was only once cause she got greedy and you know it Alphi!" the two bickered on the way down as G'raha watched.
"I will join the gray once I have finished my tea…" Y'shtola stated calmly while nuzzling against S'elene's arm a bit with her shoulder as she took another sip.
"Oh no…." S'elene facepalmed knowing what comes next.
"Thus did the avatar of destruction descend, in her wake leave naught but ash and ash," Urianger stated dramatically as G'raha groaned.
Y'shtola said nothing but gave him a look that spelled death for all. S'elene waved off G'raha to go help the others while she took another bite of her sandwich knowing better than to leave her mate's side. Besides she was famished at any rate and a growing warrior of light needs to eat after all.
"When do you think they'll notice I can see again?" Y'shtola asked.
"Oh, I give them one or two months… They were never the most observant at the small details." S'elene joked.