"Likewise." — Olga tilted her head in greeting, and with a second's hesitation, Chloe repeated the same gesture. — "But I'm afraid it's not evening at all, and it's not kind at all."
Now, when she looked at his face, it became clear that he was really young and handsome. A pale face with a straight nose and rather thin lips, light brown hair of medium length for a man with a bangs lowered to the right, reaching to the temple and three thin pigtails from the left temple passing over the ear. A very unusual hairstyle. Special attention is paid to his steel-colored eyes, emitting a barely noticeable bluish glow, with incomprehensible mechanical elements rotating around the pupils. Now he was looking at the two dark elves with interest, his gaze lingering on their ears. Perhaps dark elves meet him for the first time, which, however, is not a rare case. Especially after the Empire fell under the blows of monsters. Chloe also noticed that their unwitting cellmate was focusing on their ears and frowned. She hates humans, And there is definitely something to hate for.
"Yeah," — the man replied.
"It is noticeable by the situation." — He shrugged his shoulders, silently pointing to where they are now. — "If it's not too much trouble, would you answer a couple of questions?"
"Ask away. As you can see, we have plenty of free time here." — The former queen smiled sadly. — "So why not to talk to a polite person?"
"First of all, I would like to know where we are and why. You know, I am confused by the fact that I am in a cell, chained to the wall." — The guy answered queen's smile.
"The company, of course, I found pleasant, but the entourage worries me." — He tilted his head to the side and thought for a couple of seconds, staring at the floor. — "Especially since I shouldn't even be here, in fact"
"To answer this question, I need to introduce myself. Olga Discordia, now the former queen of the dark elves and the former mistress of the Dark Citadel, in whose casemates we now have the honor" — Olga grinned at these words — "to be."
"And this sullen beauty," — a nod in the direction of Chloe, whose ears turned pink from the uncomplicated compliment said by her mistress. — "Chloe, my most loyal and devoted subject."
Than, she added a little more quietly. — "The only one who remained faithful and survived. We were betrayed, conspired with the enemy and thrown here to turn into toys for pleasure. And I don't know anything about you: both for us and for our captors, judging by their conversations, your appearance was a surprise."
"They said they found you on the stairs." — Chloe suddenly spoke up. — "And that there were things with you that their leader was interested in."
— "Heh, now, instead of asking about the shape of your ears, i'll have to come up with a new one."
"How dare you!.." — Chloe was very outraged by this statement, but Olga prevented her from continueing, looking accusingly at her ward, from which the girl shyly looked away. — "But... he's…"
"It's not his fault he never met an elf before." — The elder elf put an end to it, crushing the younger one with authority.
"I'm sorry if I offended you." — The man apologized, slightly tilting his head. — "Your people were considered at my home only in myths and fantastic stories, and, until today, I thought the same."
"Where did you come from if they consider us fiction there?" — Chloe asked, continuing to drill the guy with a suspicious look.
"And really, from where? Your appearance does not correspond to anything that I have managed to get acquainted with in my long life." — The queen supported the question.
The man thought about it. The work of thought was clearly visible on the young face. Having decided something for himself, he nodded and spoke:
"Clone-captain of the United Armed Forces of Earth, special forces "Fenrir". Personal number: KS-00214, but brothers" — the interlocutor's face was touched by a slight smile. Olga's attentive gaze did not hide the slight nostalgia hidden behind her with a hint of sadness. — "called me Kay. Before I woke up in this cell, I was in a fight. We have a war of annihilation going on there with otherworldly intruders."
(Like our Empire once...) — A thought flashed through Olga's head. She wasn't too surprised by the man's words. The existence of other worlds has long been suspected, because the monsters that crushed her country when she was just a girl could not come from nowhere.
"People like me were created for this war. I fought on it, and I died on it." — Meanwhile, Kay continued. — "Well, or i should be. But, for some reason, now I'm here."
He spread his hands as far as the length of the chain allowed. — "With you."
"It sounds like nonsense. You're lying" — The young elf continued to suspect.
"No, why?" — Kay shrugged his shoulders. — "It sounds like the ravings of a madman, but that's the way it is."
"The world is full of wonders." — Olga remarked, feeling curiosity light up inside her. There were so many incomprehensible terms in the guy's short speech that the information hunger of a millennial woman who had accumulated a lot of knowledge in her head and had not learned anything new for decades, raised her head in anticipation of something interesting. — "Your case is unusual, but not so unique. This fortress, for example."
"A hundred years ago, she just appeared out of nowhere, right out of the ground." — She patted the floor of the cell with her hand.
"You mean, out of the ground?" The young man's eyebrows went up in surprise. — "That is, it grew out of the blue? Like a mushroom?"
"Stupid human..." — Chloe frowned, making a disgruntled face. — "Mistress never lies, everyone knows about it!"
Olga just laughed, amused by the reaction. At least, until captors come for them, she definitely won't have to be bored.
In the same place. Ten hours later. Kay.
The sensations after waking up were strange. I felt good, even better, than before. Over the years of being a clone, I have learned to feel my body at a sufficient level, so that now I can confidently say: I have become better. It is unclear how much, but it will not be difficult for me to break the chains that bind me. It's not that I couldn't before, but now I understand that no effort will be required at all. Eye implants also began to work better, I have probably never seen such a bright and clear picture in my life, and switching to other modes of vision, I was convinced that they work more efficiently.
It's all strange. But it is not as strange as the fact that I am sitting with two representatives of the fairy-tale characters in the same cell, it is not clear where and it is not clear why. I died in Beijing, I know that for sure. How can I don't know when the last memory was a flying paw-blade in the face? However, I did not get very upset and worried. This is not the first sharp turn in my life and all the emotions and experiences ended back in the cloning capsule, where I woke up after an electric shock. Well, then the training and battles went on, so there was no time for reflection at all. I did not notice how I got involved, got used to, and even fell in love with such a life, and began to really perceive other clones as a family. I'm alive and well, and that's the most important thing.
I'm just sorry for the guys, the ones who died there with me. I hope those who managed to get into the helicopter safely reached the base. It won't be easy for them without me, but they'll manage, I'm sure of them. The only thing that surprised me was that my new life didn't start like the last time. Then I got a new body, and now I have the old one.
My cellmates were very colorful. One is a thousand—year—old person of royal blood, and the second is an experienced warrior, as well as her right hand and best friend in one person. The clothes they have... well, what they call it in Earth would be called nothing but erotic underwear. Yeah. And that's why it practically leaves no space for imagination, revealing the smooth bronze-tinged skin of the girls. Olga is the eldest of the two — a brunette with golden eyes and the figure of a real milf, that is, a huge chest no less than the fifth size, steep hips and a narrow waist, a tattoo on her stomach in the form of some complex rune, or else it is unclear what. Her hair reaches the floor when she is sitting and looks lush.
The youngest is Chloe, Olga is not inferior in any way, except for the size of her breasts. White, caramel-colored hair tied in a ponytail and red eyes. Even the fact that they look shabby: here and there you can notice small abrasions or scratches, does not prevent you from clinging to the curves of their figures. Although, frankly, I wasn't staring. In general, we got acquainted, got to talking, and I gradually found out where I was.
From the story they told, complementing each other, I learned that once the lands of the dark elves were very rich and they lived with humans in relative peace on the large continent of Eostia, competing with each other, like the USSR and the USA of the 20th century, until, at one sad moment from the north, a wave of monsters has descended, passing through them like a steel roller and turning a powerfull country into a handful of miserable cities surviving in the middle of an endless desert, and the dark elves themselves into a people who eke out a miserable existence in the shadow of their mighty neighbor. Year after year, the situation only got worse, the dark elves gradually died out, oppressed by the monsters who occupied their lands. There was no way for them to go to humans either, since only slavery was waiting for them there as well.
The monsters were not limited to elves alone, raiding human lands in order to kidnap women. As it turned out, they do not have their own females, and human and elven girls were used for reproduction.
And so, a hundred years ago, a dark citadel, which is a powerful source of magic appeared in the middle of the wasteland. Olga, who saw an opportunity to restore the power of the dark elves and revive her people from the ashes, decided to capture it and use to take the monsters under control. I think there is no need to explain what all this has led to?
Moreover, Celestina Luculus, the supreme queen of humans and light elves, saw Olga's actions as a threat and created the "Holy Order of the Seven Shields" consisting of noble warriors as a counterweight to her. Another thing is that only few of them have real combat experience. The regular army was safely forgotten, instead they hired mercenaries led by a certain citizen Vault, who eventually fucked her, Olga, and everyone in general. He conspired with monsters and is now going back to have fun, that is, to rob cities, cut or steal people into slavery and do many other funny things. The most fucked up thing is that, not only is there no one to resist Vault with hangers-on. In fact, so they will also be met as heroes. And the people will let them into their cities themselves! Considering that Vault has a lot of people on the ground who will act with him at the same time, his seizure of power is a solved issue In general, I could not understand the logic of the human-elven ruler, which I reported.
"This is fucking nonsense." — I say, fingering the chain, looking into the eyes of the elves. — "Instead of using the time they got and assembling a normal army to smash their enemies, they disbanded the one that the aleready had."
I bend my index finger on my hand and continue to say, — "Our neighbors are being exterminated by monsters, what should we do? Hmm-mmm..." — I pretend to be thinking, portraying human rulers, and then I sharply portray a spiritual, but stupid expression on my face. — "Exactly! Let's disband the troops, because enemies will definitely not come to us! Oh, are they attacking us too? What a surprise! And as soon as someone appears who really wants to do something about it, we sit on our ass and do not come up with anything smarter than to gather mercenaries AGAINST him! A great plan, just fucking awesome, if I understand correctly. Reliable as a Swiss watch!"