So, I'm a huge Xena fan as you probably can tell. I hope one day we get some sort of reboot or maybe more comics someday in the future. I'm not really a writer as I've never really written anything before this story... However, the earlier version of this story I had written about 12 chapters, and I was writing more until I lost chapters 13, 14 & 15... I basically lost 3 chapters and was pissed off... So, I took a break and wrote a different story in the process.
After writing that one and getting a bit more comfortable with the writing process, I decided to go over this again and change some of the details. Please ignore some of my typos and grammar errors, I proofread it but I'm sure I've missed some things here and there. Enjoy!
A mysterious woman walked into a tavern, where loud bantering could be heard. She looked around to see a large number of men drinking, some of them having their way with women, and some of them watching a fight take place as they cheered.
"Ah!" A man flew past her, and out the front tavern doors, tumbling to the ground unconscious.
"Hahahaha" loud chuckles and laughter echoed throughout. "He won't be coming back anytime soon" a warrior said raising his mug of ale taking a sip.
"That'll teach him!"
"He learned his lesson tonight!"
The woman walked over to the counter and ordered a drink, looking around at the army of men throughout the tavern, sizing them up.
The barkeep put down a mug of frothy ale on the counter next to her, spilling over the sides slightly. She looked at it and took a big gulp. "Ah," she said as the fizziness went down nice an smooth, causing her to belch. A few turned in her direction and she smiled at them, as ale was one of her favorite things in the world.
"No one messes with the Backwater Army." Another said laughing loudly.
Several men raised their mugs in a salute, laughing deeply as they sipped their drink.
"I hope you all learned a valuable lesson. When you are a weak pathetic warrior who can't kill a simple peasant girl on my orders, you deserve to feel my wrath." A man in pristine armor, with a patch on his eye said.
"YEAAAHHHH!" Several men erupted in cheers backing what the man said.
"No one defies me and gets away with it." He said in a commanding raspy voice, feeling proud of himself for throwing the trash out.
The woman approached the one who defeated the man and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around to find a stunningly gorgeous woman, with deep piercing blue eyes, dark long hair, and skin as fair as snow covered mountains. She was wearing leather body armor and seemed to almost tower over everyone with her stature.
"Hey sweet cheeks, looking for a real man tonight?" He said as he raised his frothy ale and took a sip. Smiling at the woman as he checked her out from head to toe.
"I don't see a real man, I'm going to take control of your men." She said in a stern bold voice.
The man wasn't sure if she was kidding. "Oh? Take my men, are you? Perhaps I'll let my men take you into one of these rooms and have their way with you. Take turns fucking every hole you got until you finally treat them with respect, like us real men deserve." He said licking his lips at her.
The men erupted in laughter and cheered loudly as they liked that idea.
"Have you heard the term "Pretty Please?" She asked.
"Pretty please, will you bend down and suck my cock." He snapped back as he took another sip of his ale.
The men smiled and laughed throughout.
She then swiftly decked him in the face with such force, He stumbled back and tripped over a chair, crashing to the ground!
The chatter in the tavern died down to a screeching halt as everyone looked at the woman, as seething rage began overcoming their faces.
"Get her!"
The woman quickly ran over to a torch that was on the wall next to the bar and grabbed it out of its holder. She then grabbed her drink on the table and took a big sip. She placed the torch in front of her, aiming it at the men running towards her, and spit it out into the flame, causing the little, tiny flame to turn into a huge fire breathing nightmare! The flame bellowed out at the men charging her, right into their faces!
"AAHHH!" Several men began screaming as they felt the flames torch their faces, and some of their body armor caught fire!
Several men began running out the doors looking to put out their burning flesh!
The woman drew her sword with the remaining men who avoided the assault and began battling them with fierce skill. Striking some of them down to their deaths or wounding them enough to stop their attack.
"I'm taking command of your men. I am your new leader." She said, as she looked at the first man she hit on the ground.
He finally was able to muster enough strength to stand up and challenge her. "Over my dead...Gah!" The man suddenly couldn't finish his sentence as a dagger was thrown into his throat, blood beginning to drip down as he grabbed at his neck not knowing what happened.
"Say pretty please." She said looking at the guy with bulging eyes, as he dropped to the floor motionless.
"My name is Xena, the future destroyer of nations, who will you follow now?" She posed the question to the remaining warriors around her.
"Well?"
"Xena! Xena! Xena!" The men began to chant!