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Re: THE ZENA SCROLLS: CHAPTER II



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1 Xwpfan
(3/25/03 8:40 pm)

what divides us ..what brings us together?

Xendra laid for what seemed like eternity wallowing in self pity and [sign in to see URL] herself for their precarious position.

As the hurt sank deeper Xendra began to rock her body against the liter as she sobbed. Back and forth she rock with each movement becoming more vigorious until finally the bark from one of the liter's sticks jabbed into Xendra's shoulder blood slowly trickled out. Xendra watched with great interest as it spilled to the ground.

Xendra thought had she not once loved them enough to spill her own lifes blood for them? And was this liter not a sign of there love ?Of their [sign in to see URL] matter how weak? Her sisters no matter how hurt and angry had not taken revenge- they had not let her die.

Xendra searched her mind what were Kedo's words? ..."Yes, your love for them is returning and its growing stronger but it is too late for you already foreited their love for you and for yourself with out it - I am invinvicble!"


Xendra grinned to herself and whispered defiantly,"It is not yet over if i have anything to do with it."

Xendra still weak desprately tried to get up off the liter but could not lift herself off, so Xendra began rolling side to side til she gained momentum then she rolled off the edge and on to the ground.

Shaken and weakened Xendra laid there in the mud thinking now what?

Xendra was too weak to insert herself into the fight which was her natural [sign in to see URL] how could she fight when she was so ridden with guilt?

Xendra closed her eyes and thought "Ok I know what makes us different and what divides [sign in to see URL] what brings us together?

Xendra's mind drifted back to an earlier time, a time in which they were in turmoil and crisis and yet what did they do ?...

they danced..

Xendra in her minds eye watched them dance and sway, she felt her body yearn to once again unconsciously join in ... .Xendra felt some of her anguish melt into joy as her body began to move ever so slightly with a sway as she laid there.

Xendra remebered a moment,the briefest of moments in which she had felt as if they were of one body, one spirit,and of one mind as they danced. Even in her memory she didn't want to moment to stop, ever.

Unconciously Xendra began stroking the outer stick on the liter .Xendra placed her hand on one of the liter's sticks, it somehow felt different and it felt loose. Xendra quickly began tugging at the ties and loosening them til finally with one gut wrenching yank she got the stick loose, with the stick she was abe to brace herself enough to stand up.

Sweating looking tired haggard and deathly ill Xendra stumbled towards the group.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see Kedos shaking his head in disbelief.

Xendra continued inching forward.

As she drew closer she could see the skirmish unfold. Xendra watched with a heavy heart and an anguished spirit.

As she watched the fierceness and violence in which they fought each other Xendra began to understand the power was not Kedos's to give because it being used in Red and that the battle could not be won through violence.

Xendra looked back at Kedos then back at his choice to replace [sign in to see URL]. He had chosen wisely and well for not only had he had chose strongest among them but also the stranger in their midst to use.

Xendra understood the choice, in Red was a natural scape goat and foe someone who could easily muster bad feelings, hatred and deep mistrust just simply by being different.

Xendra reached the group and was about plant the stick in the muddy ground when she heard Phalon cry out "Gaza"!In that instant the stick fell out of Xendra's hands and she tumbled to the ground in a heap.

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QGrrlPower
(3/29/03 1:55 pm)

Stampede

The thunder of hoof beats…Heavy breathing and snorts of almost a dozen horses echo through the forest. Birds scatter from the bushes and trees in the wake of the oncoming stampede…At the head of the racing steeds is Puella on Amica, leaning into the wind and the bone chilling rain. Her heart pounding as her thoughts grow ever clear of what she must do, to save her family to save the future of the Amazons…

How did I get to this point…Here with the sheer determination to end this once and for all…to get rid of the evil presence that has taken root in the middle of my family and friends…in the middle of my life. Remembering as I stood in the clearing seeing Xendra command the evil around her…the elements setting forth their worst as they were being manipulated by Xendra, and her evil within. I was not prepared for the battle that was to come…I needed something to bring us all together in one thought as a tribe. I raced through the forest with the gusting wind at my back…pushing me faster until the scenery around me raced by faster then I could comprehend. Sheer instinct had taken over…Running faster and faster until I was just where I wanted to be…All I could think of was the one I could rely on no matter what…the one friend that would not attempt to harm me. I slowed my pace as I flung open the doors to the stable hoping that the dinars I had left kept my steed well taken care of…Looking around I saw nothing, the stables empty, not even my saddle was hanging.

Hearing a sound behind me I turned violently…”Where is my horse??? Where are all the horses we left here?” The young boy looked at me with fear in his eyes…They are out in the field Ma’am…We thought they could use some exercise. “Show Me!” He walked me around to view the steeds in the field near the stables…They were all there, looking amazing…well fed and taken care…I smiled as I saw her lift her head to my whistle. I patted the boy on the head and said, “get them ready to leave son, I’ll be taken them home.”

Jumping atop Amica and patting her head I ride over to the other horse and speak to them of the plight at hand…Race like the wind, to the side of those who you hold most dear.

As a clearing approached I hear the sound of swords clashing…Am I too late for the battle…Rain pelting down hard onto the ground…mud everywhere…I let out a yell as the horses and I return to fight the good fight…

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shamrock xwp
(3/29/03 4:38 pm)

The quest

A dark figure streaks through the night on a demon of a war horse . . . one thought on her mind, one destination. Rain pelts them soaking them through to the skin. Lightning lights up the way at irregular intervals turning night into day. Thunder crashes . . . morning is a long way off.

The way behind her is long. The way before her longer. On she rides determined to reach her destination. Time is of the essence.



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Re: THE ZENA SCROLLS: CHAPTER II



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1 Xwpfan
(3/29/03 10:28 pm)

Hardened hearts and deaf ears

Xendra laid there sprawled out dazed and confused, wondering how she could have fallen so hard. As she replayed it in her mind she realized she had not faltered or stumbled but rather she had been pushed by an unseen force ...

Kedos smiled at the sight if Xendra sprawled [sign in to see URL] had had Xendra pushed, for he had no intention of letting Xendra help her friends.

Kedos knew Xendra's grit and determination to make amends might actually be enough to save her friends .

Unseen to the others Kedos frantically ordered his minions to find and break any bond, connection or love held, the more hearts and minds to spread distention and chaos to,the better. No bonds or unity were to [sign in to see URL] knew to succeed in breaking bonds one must control the lines of communication .

Kedos had his minions armed with lies, innuendoes and half truths,to whisper one to another. With mere words they could now tear even the closest of groups [sign in to see URL] a well placed word or story could often divide people more than any action.

Pleased with himself, and the work of his minions, Kedos decided to get involved and stop [sign in to see URL] all costs.
Kedos moved in for a closer look.

Xendra could see the commotion still going on and tried to push herself up but Xendra found herself struggling to find firm ground ,the firmament was giving way to the rains and the rising waters, there was no longer firm enough ground for Xendra to be able to push herself off of to stand.

Xendra collapsed again in sheer frustration, she had to help them before Kedos destroyed them and the world around them.

Xendra grew desperate to get closer to her former friends,Xendra turned to look for other options, only to find Kedos bent over her, laughing at her.


In tones and words that only Xendra could hear Kedos taunted her:

" So you still think you can save your lil friends?

You can’t!

Do you think they want your presence?

Ha! They don't miss you at all ...they've gone on without you!

Do you really think you can be one of them again?

After so much pain and suffering they will never accept you again!

Do you think you have something to say to them that will change their minds?

No words can undo what you've [sign in to see URL] apologies will fail.


Hahaha even if you do, do you honestly think they'll listen to you?

NEVER! Your words will fall on hardened hearts and deaf ears!!

Do you really expect them to forgive you!

There is No way! You are now their enemy! Muhahahahaha"

Xendra tried to fight off the emotion of his words and deal rather with the logic of his words, however the words sounded like they had a kernel of truth...
But deep within her heart was beating rapidily and was trying to tell a different story..
Funny the heart remembers what the brain does not.

Xendra paused to listen to her heart and her inner voice and then carefully spoke, “Yes, youre right, right now under the circumstances they do not like me or trust me. I cannot blame them.I dont like me much either so it's ok. It is to be expected.

I have no reason to expect that they'll listen to me or forgive me. Without trust there is no relationship. No connection. I
violated that trust. I’ve hurt them, each one of them in their own way and they have a right not to trust me.

All I know is I have to try…I must try to re-establish some level of trust. I will pour all that I have inside of me out - I will give more than I have to lose if it means just one is spared the pain anguish and anger you are putting them through with your deception and [sign in to see URL] makes it more difficult a task knowing they are being secretly influenced.

For how can they judge for themselves what is true or what is good when they are being manipulated?"

Kedos burst with laughter," I have had to do very little manipulation- you gave great [sign in to see URL] I did was give you the power.. the means to an end,you were your own undoing- your own worst enemy.

Xendra looked deep within her heart and said "Yes, you're right. However, you gave me absolute power-and absolute power corrupts.

A corruption of heart mind and soul.
I could no longer even remember the slightest hint of kindness or [sign in to see URL] and devoid of human companship I did give in to the power of Evil.

At your bidding I operated a scorched earth policy. However,I accept and regret my part in the destruction that has been [sign in to see URL] alone have destroyed my world and my relationships with my sisters.

My words my actions have destroyed their trust in me and in one [sign in to see URL] has to be earned and I have cost them more than my fair share of it.

I cannot change the past - If I coud I would ... but I can do something about how they perceive me from here on out!"

Kedos hissed," You fool you will not have enough time or access to change their minds or regain their trust!"
As Kedos pointed a group of trees gave way.

As Xendra laid there depressed and confused as to what to do next.
Xendra thought..."Kedos is right the earth will be swallowed up with water long before they will even consider hearing me out let alone trust me again."

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..there is only one success... to be able to spend your life your own way.

Edited by: 1 Xwpfan at: 3/31/03 7:47:55 pm

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shamrock xwp
(3/31/03 8:42 pm)

The mystery rider . . .

The mysterious rider rode on and on and on . . . the monotony of the journey was starting to get to her. Messenger . . . messenger . . . it had seemed like a good job to take at the time. Travel, see the world . . . but right now it just wasn't so grand. Yawnnnnn, a hot bath, warm food, and soft bed would feel wonderful right about now.
"Tonight we stay at an inn Horse. Hot food for me. Good grain for you. How's that sound?" The horse did not reply.

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1 Xwpfan
(3/31/03 8:51 pm)

A house divided cannot stand

Xendra considered her positon and feared the only way to save them was another unholy alliance with [sign in to see URL] would be worth the cost to keep them intact and the world in existence.

Xendra swallowed hard and offered Kedos a deal."I will accept begrudingly absolute power, in return I want the return of every Amazon."

Kedos paused but then relented for Kedos believed under his control and command that Xendra would destroy all the Amazons and manage to spare the earth .

Xendra smiled as she successfully negotiagated the return of every Amazon ...for in moments Xendra could hear in the distance sounds of horses and riders racing forth through the changing elements.

Kedos glared at the smiling Xendra and said,"I have done as I said I would do- Amazons are coming from the four corners of the earth. It is time for you to live up to your end of the bargain!"

Xendra looked at her sisters and then shut her eyes and said, "I accept your absolute power but inwardly Xendra whispered "For a Strong Amazon Nation. "

Xendra as she was ibued with power once more could sense
her surroundings, she could once more hear the sounds behind the sounds, she quieted her thoughts and could hear
two distinct riders making their way towards them ...one she knew was [sign in to see URL] other unknown.

Xendra smiled at the abilty to do so.

Xendra returned to full strength and stood up then moved closer to the group only to find Red and Evergreen still battling.

Xendra smiled ... as she thought "A house divided against itself cannot stand."

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BhenRudha
(4/4/03 3:21 am)

Crimson Breath

The clean, rain filled air felt sweet in Bhen Rudha's lungs as she took a deep breath. Immediately her attention turned to Phalon, with whom she had been fighting.

"Hatred", the seeress said aloud, flicking a dead insect from her arm. Deep green eyes took in the group of women as she repeated, "Evil's name is Kedos . . . Hatred."

The name struck the priestess in the stomach and she felt a tearing in her head that washed her vision black. For several long, breathless moments she remained in the darkness, trying to figure out what had happened. Her lungs began hammering from lack of air, and she had to force herself to take another breath. From far away she noticed that the gentle down pour was evolving into a torrent, and knew that the Goddess' reprieve was short indeed.

She sucked more air into her lungs, turning the conscious act into a focus point. From this beginning she tried to discover what had happened. The heat that had tortured the group of women was definitely gone. The healing water that Evergreen had managed to call had already been perverted by Xendra's control over the elements.

Her breathing deepened . . . in . . . out . . . in . . . out . . . and she studied the forces encompassed within her will. Each was in its place, contained, if not contented. Satisfied that she was whole, she tried to open her eyes, but remained in the dark.

Assured that she would remain breathing, Bhen Rudha turned her thoughts to her sisters, hoping they would have an answer. It was then she discovered a hole in her spirit. Where there once was three, there were only two.

*She went alone, we could not stop her,* Widow spoke, her voice full of grieving.

*Where? Where did she go?* the priestess asked, panic rising quickly.

Before one of the ravens could answer, a word slashed through her will, hurled from a great distance. The tortured syllables bent the limits of her sanity, and for a heartbeat, Bhen Rudha thought she would fall into the void, never to return.

Only training forced the word deep within her psyche, covering it in layers of subconscious, to save her life. In the word's considerable wake she struggled for coherent thought. *That was its name, wasn?t it?*

*Indeed, priestess. Our sister pierced the veil and found it. The seeress gave her the key,* Warrior spoke slowly, with equal parts mourning, and sympathy for Bhen Rudha's suffering.

*Cailleach?* the priestess spoke into the hole in her spirit. When there was no answer, she whimpered, *Why does she not return? Why can I not feel her at all?*

*She passed beyond our powers, into the First Beginning, where not even the Morrigu dare to trespass,* said Widow.

A keen rose sudden within her as she understood the truth of the old raven's words. As she fought to keep from drowning in the pain of Witch's loss, the world rushed back to her in time to hear Evergreen.

" . . . If you ask me, and you didn't, I think all of this is the perdition of that one and her flying friends . . . who by the way might just make a tasty meal. Hmmm . . . raven stew with wild radishes, raven roasted over hot coals . . ."

The injustice in those words scalded Bhen Rudha, and before she could think, she was advancing on the smaller warrior, hand axe raised to strike. Her world narrowed to the instant revenge that she would have, slicing the smirk of Evergreen's face. With an angry shout she brought the weapon down, missing the other woman only because of Zena's intervention.

Fury buried what words she might say, and as the rest watched in shock, Evergreen yelled, "You are mad! Just as mad as the triumvirate of furies all rolled into one being!" A dark cloud of anger rose almost visibly from the warrior woman, proof that Kedos had not been stopped so easily.

Instead of answering, the priestess collected herself for another strike, and was then surprised by the smaller Amazon's headlong tackle. As the air rushed from her, she felt the wood grip slip from her fingers. The disappointment of the loss of her weapon was shortly eclipsed by the knowledge that she would get to use her bare hands.

Edited by: BhenRudha at: 4/20/03 9:23:03 pm



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BhenRudha
(4/4/03 6:33 am)

Into the Crimson Fire

Mud clogged her nose and throat as Bhen Rudha strained against the strength of Evergreen. Every wrestling hold she tried was either broken or the mud helped the other woman escape. Over the drumming of the rain she could hear the screeching of the two remaining ravens. She ignored them as crimson washed over her vision completely and welcomed the burning that roared along her nerves.

Evergreen's knee connected with her kidney for the third time, and the priestess snarled with pain. Bhen Rudha stopped trying to pin the Amazon, and instead thumped her in the chest, knocking the wind out of her. With this window of opportunity she hauled back her arm for a greater punch, and saw Zena come once again to Evergreen's rescue.

"Ye be meddlin' fer tha last time woman!" she growled, and reached up at the dark haired warrior to simply strong arm her to the ground. Zena spluttered and choked in the mud, leaving Bhen Rudha to return her attention to Evergreen.

The smaller Amazon twisted, pushed herself up and snapped back to lunge once again at the priestess' waist. This time Bhen Rudha rolled with the move, landing finally above the other woman. Firmly in the grip of rage, she gripped Evergreen's shoulders and started smashing the warrior's head into the ground.

Her lips peeled back in feral satisfaction at the thud the Amazon's head made as it hit the soaked earth. Blood ran freely from Evergreen's nose, and her dark eyes had long since rolled back in her head. The priestess admired her handiwork as she continued the punishment. She was a little sad that the soft mud dulled most of the blows, there was no way Evergreen would die of this. No, death would come in another fashion . . . but only after she had worked out more of her pain on the smaller woman.

With each blow she fell further and further away from the cleansing fire that was the Goddess' madness and she could feel the cold infection of Kedos moving deeper. Part of her did not care. For this was for her suffering. And this was for her misplaced trust. This was for Cailleach, sacrificed for the selfish. This was for the insults, the jeers, the taunts . . . This was justice.

This was vengeance . . . This . . . was . . .

"Gaza!" Phalon screamed.

The word sliced through Bhen Rudha, and she stopped moving, her hands digging deeper into Evergreen's shoulders. A deep shudder passed through her frame and she unfolded to her feet, slowly turning to face Phalon. "I be nae. Nae ta him. Nae ta ye. Nae e'er," she said thickly through swollen lips.

The priestess dug her fingers into the thick scab on the palm of her right hand. Blood quickly oozed from the reopened wound. She held up her hand to look at it a long moment, then turned it to Phalon. "I be bleedin' him from me, aye? I be nae a treasure ta him anamore."

Horror filled the seeress as she realized what she must have said. It tempered the relief she felt as she watched Zena struggle to pull Evergreen to where Gabby waited. She flicked her eyes around the clearing, not wanting to stare to long at the bloody Celt. Yellow eyes filled with betrayal caught her gaze for a hopeless moment before Blackwolf bent slowly to retrieve the axe that had landed near.

"Be sufferin' fer ye. Be survivin' him ta be here fer ye. Tha Bandia be makin' it sae. Dinnae be after wantin' much, aye? Mayhap a bit o' help." As Bhen Rudha continued to speak, she approached Phalon, now holding out her right hand in supplication.

"I pledged you my help, Red Woman," Blackwolf said, "what do you need?" She hefted the axe experimentally, hoping her newfound reflexes would be enough should it come to a fight.

"I want to help you too," Phalon made herself answer, her hands tightening upon the wheel of Nemesis. The returning awareness in the priestess' eyes kept her rambling, "The Goddess has surely sent us a miracle, and I for one would not throw that away."

Bhen Rudha ran her wounded hand though her hair, leaving behind a streak of blood that the rain washed down her face like crimson tears. "Ye dinnae be knowin'. Ye cannae. I be tha only one ta be endin' this."

Another shudder went through her as Kedos touched the place in her soul where Witch had once resided. The pain cleared much of the haze that had clouded Bhen Rudha's mind. Awareness of the name that lay curled within the recesses of her mind showed her what she must do next. Only in the true battle madness could she fulfill the Goddess' wishes. So be it.

She drew the sword of Evergreen from her belt and turned to where Xendra now stood. "I be tha' hand o' tha Bandia's justice. Dinnae be after stoppin' me." With her sentence pronounced, the priestess lifted her sword and moved to strike the possessed Amazon down.

Phalon and Blackwolf moved to intercept the Red Woman, and found their faces full of screeching raven. Over the discordant noise came the clear ringing of steel against steel. When the ravens finally got out of the way, the two women saw Zena and Bhen Rudha with swords locked against each other.

The blade of Artemis blazed with holy fire, turning rain to steam. Zena pulled her lips back in a snarl and said, "Evergreen warned you about using that sword against a sister."

Doubt faded as the priestess gave up hope of surviving this battle and concentrated upon doing nothing but honor to the Great War Goddess. Her eyes filled with crimson, and she snapped her teeth, "Ye be dyin' too, aye?"

Zena shoved the taller woman from her and futilely shook water from her eyes. "Not today I won't," she said, and brought her sword around to attack.

Edited by: BhenRudha at: 4/20/03 9:27:24 pm

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phalon1
(4/4/03 7:43 am)

Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Fire

The utterance of the word had Phalon’s intended effect on the Red Woman. She had no idea what the word meant, only that it would be received with a strong reaction from Red, perhaps stopping her from bringing forth her raging fury against Evergreen. It had indeed done that, and so much more! There was no doubt now in Phalon’s mind that Bhen Rudha had gone mad with the Evil. She saw the world crashing down around them with hatred at it’s core, as Bhen Rudha turned her attentions first on Xendra and that thwarted, now Zena.

Edited by: phalon1 at: 4/4/03 6:44:55 am

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(4/4/03 6:15 pm)

Who is the enemy here?

My breath speeds up as I lean into the wind and [sign in to see URL] and the other horses racing into an unknown [sign in to see URL] an enemy that not only possessed an Amazon but intended to exterminate the entire Amazon nation...

My eyes focus on the scene in front of [sign in to see URL] in the mud attempting to catch her [sign in to see URL] and Phalon flanking the woman with the Red hair, battling what looks to be birds as they scratch at their [sign in to see URL] Zena in battle with the Red stranger.

"You shall not harm the tribe!!!" I yell through the water streaming down my [sign in to see URL] pull Ares sword from it's [sign in to see URL] water from the sky hitting its [sign in to see URL] a sound much like the beat of a metal [sign in to see URL] and faster...*[sign in to see URL]* The sound of Amica's hooves hitting the ground...* [sign in to see URL]* Each noise growing louder in my head the closer I get to the [sign in to see URL] with Evergreen's sword in [sign in to see URL]'s sword ready to strike...



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EvergreenLM
(4/5/03 9:40 pm)

Cut From the Same Cloth

I have never encountered such fury and lost.

Darkness comes and I fade in and out hearing voices,feeling pain. Crimson fluid flows from my nose,my mouth,and I feel such pain. The mud beneath my body brings cool solace to the stinging of raw flesh.

I struggle and my eyes open,my chest rises and falls with my every breath bringing a searing rememberance of fist bearing blow after blow until I could not will myself to find any defense. So be it... let it be said I died a warrior's death

I have never encountered such fury and lost.

Red, [sign in to see URL] stop! I cried into unhearing ears closed to my words by unbridled hatred. Raw vengeance enacted upon me who was not the true bearer of its source.

I tried to slip away. I tried to take her down by her waist and hold her until all then venom was spent. I called to the Ravens to make her stop, but they watched in awe of their priestess exacting a payment of a debt long overdue. For once, they set [sign in to see URL] one [sign in to see URL] be the time.

I have never encountered such fury and lost.

Wrapped in my crimson cloth I hear Phalon in the distance. Her voice echos through the throbbing in my head as my heart is marching to a cadence of pain. Thump,thump...
thump,[sign in to see URL],thump

I hear [sign in to see URL]... Hades has come for dispensation and I welcome the relief.

The pounding fist stop and I feel her weight lifting from me. Someone has pulled me through mud and I now lay such as I imagine to hang crucified.

I hear words but my mind cannot phathom their meanings. Pledges of support for the one who sought to rob my life in payment for a debt I did not owe. Through the pain I know that time will be forever altered in this place. And I know...

That I have never encountered such fury and lost.

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blackwolf
(4/6/03 1:24 am)

Our Own Worst Enemies

"I pledged you my help, Red Woman. What do you need?" I asked. I was going to stand by my word, even with the light of anger in her eyes. However, I tested the axe that I had picked up, just in case.

I had known why she was fighting. At least a part of it. Montara had told me about the loss of one of her Raven's. I understood all to well the pain that the priestess was feeling at that moment. I had felt it too when Montara and I had been separated by Evil. Though I had wanted to intercede in the fight, I relunctantly had stood back.

The rain had soaked through the bandage on my head, causing it to fall over my eyes. Frustrated, I had torn the bandage off and let the rain wash over the wound. It washed away the old crusted blood and let new flow. I ignored it. I also ignored Xendra, whom I had heard rustling around behind us. I figured she was still too weak to hurt us in any way, despite the downpour we were having at the moment.

Now the fight was over. I wanted to trust Red really bad, but at the moment that trust was being strained.

“Ye dinnae be knowin’. Ye cannae. I be tha only one ta be endin’ this.” Bhen Rudha replied to Phalon's and my request. She then drew Evergreen's sword from her belt, and turned to the now standing Xendra. I knew immediately what she intended to do and moved foward to stop her. I was halted by a face full of feathers. I dropped the axe and raised my arms to protect my face. I figured that the ravens would not intentionally hurt us, but I had no wish to find out. I sent a thought out that I wanted to retrieve my bandage to rewrap my head. The assault on me stopped. I looked around and saw the raven on the ground nearby, ready to fly at me again if I tried to interfere. Phalon was still busy with the other one, and to my horror I saw Red and Zena now fighting. From the looks on their faces, I knew this would be to the death.

I quickly calculated what to do. I slowly backed away, keeping an eye on the fighting and on the raven nearby. I bent down and picked up the bandage. I then moved forward again, bringing the bandage to my head. As I thought, I got to close and once again the raven rose to intercept. This time I was ready though. Using my new speed, I reached out and caught the raven in the bandage. I received a few injuries on my hands for my offense, but finally got her tied up. She shrieked her indignation, but there was nothing else she could do. I looked to see what the other raven was doing, but she was still occupied with Phalon. I also noticed Puella racing across the clearing with our horses. She drew her sword, and I knew things were getting out of hand.

"I'm sorry to do this to you" I said to the raven as I set it nearby. "I mean no offense to you, but I cannot let this happen." I then picked up the axe I had dropped, stuck it in my belt, and strode to where the women were fighting. Xendra stood nearby, and I knew from the smile on her face that Kedos was once again in control of her. Evergreen was still laying on the ground nearby, with Gabby trying to tend her and at the same time watch the fight. I signalled Puella to stop her approach, and then waited for the right moment. It came when Bhen Rudha turned her back to me. I quickly approached, grabbed her by the back, and before she could turn and attack me, I threw her across the clearing. Everyone looked on in surprise at that move. I too was surprised at my own strength.

She got up, anger and surprise mixed on her face. Anger won over surprise though, and she started to advance on me. This was what I wanted. I drew the axe from my belt, but instead of stepping foward to fight, I threw it away. It slid through mud and ended up next to the still tied up raven. Red stopped, confusion in her eyes. "Why ye be doin' tha'?"

"Because I will not fight you. You have attacked several of my friends now, and though normally I would exact vengance for that, I will not this time." I turned slightly so that I could look at the rest of the group. Zena had returned to Evergreen's side. She still had her sword unsheathed, though, in case anything else happened. Phalon was also watching the proceedings. The raven who had been distracting her was now at her sister's side, attempting to get her free. Puella and Xendra were staring at one another, and I could feel the pain between them.

"Look at us. We had one mission here. One. To stop the evil, to stop Kedos. Instead we fight amongst ourselves. Evil is playing each and every one of us, and we don't even realize it. We are our own worst enemies right now. We have weakened ourselves with our fighting, while Kedos has only grown stronger." I gestured toward Xendra, who now had her attention on me. "Look for yourself. He has once again gained control of the woman who only moments ago we were trying to save."

I heard Xendra start to sarcastically clap. "Bravo, Blackwolf. Your speech brought tears to my eyes. Tears of pain. You might think that a simple reuniting will stop me, but you're wrong. You think you're so strong with your new powers. But are you really strong enough for what I have in store for you?"

"I can be endin' tha'" Red said, and started towards Xendra once more. I stepped in front of her, ready to fight her if need be.

"I don't want to fight you, but I will if I must. You might think that killing Xendra will stop [sign in to see URL] Kedos will lose, but you're wrong. In this case death will not make the evil stop, it will only continue to make it grow. I know that he has a hold on you. I can see it in your eyes. However, if you kill Xendra, he will control you fully. Now, you might think that you'll be able to control him, but that will be difficult to do while trying to defend your life. Make no mistake, everyone you see before you will try to kill you instead of just defeat you." I moved forward, and came within striking distance of the sword she still had clenched in her hand. "I pledged to help you, Bhen Rudha, and I will keep to that pledge. But you have to allow me to help you. I know the pain that you feel, for I have felt it myself." At her surprised look, I nodded. "I do know about your loss, and I am sorry. Like I said, I have felt it myself.

"Ye canna be knowin'" she growled.

"Oh but I do. I was separated from Montara for several days due to the hand of evil. I felt a pain so intense it made me cry. I felt incomplete and angry. It is through those feelings that Kedos tried to reach me. You want to know why he didn't succeed? I remembered that although Montara could not be with me physically, he was always with me in thought. I could still feel his trust and his love. He was still in my heart, as your raven is if you look hard enough."

I stepped closer yet again, putting my life fully in her hands. "Allow me to help you. It's your call."

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"To fight for what you believe in and to never give up is to have the heart of a wolf."

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(4/6/03 7:41 am)

unfolding events

Xendra stood at the side watching the events unfold, Red was without mercy or remorse as she tore into Evergreen.

Xendra knew all too well where the fury and rage stemed from; Kedos. Hate coarsed through Xendra's veins once more only now at half the measure it once was..

Xendra could've easily interfered but rather stood amused as Black wolf and Phalon tried to deal with the Ravens that served and protected Red.

Xendra saw Red pull the sword from Evergreen and immediately knew her intent. Xendra smiled and braced her self for for attack. If Red wanted a battle she would give her a battle to the death-Xendra wondered would Kedo's would be diminshed by half when one of his two chosen were slain?

Red first however turned her attention to Zena -
xendra knew in her heart and mind that Zena would fight to her dying breath if necessary to avenge what Red had done to Evergreen...

Xendra watched and shook her head as the Ravens exacted their own vengenace for Black wolf trying to interfere between Red and Zena.

As Black wolf tried to regroup the sound of approaching horses filled the air, the unmistakeable neigh of Amica fell on Xendra's ears, She turned to see Puella in full stride riding towards the group- charging towards her.

Xendra felt a single tear well in her eye as Puella emerged from the treeline and into the clearing. Puella brought Amica to a full stop, with her sword fully drawn she met Xendra's stare.

Black wolf was desperately trying to reach Red, to help the woman she had given her word [sign in to see URL] Wolf deftly captured one of the ravens and made a bold move against Red, attacking her from behind and throwing her completely away off and away from Zena

Xendra smiled at such a brazen move.

Black wolf noticed the smile and motioned to her sisters as she spoke "Look at us. We had one mission here. One. To stop the evil, to stop Kedos.

Instead we fight amongst ourselves. Evil is playing each and every one of us, and we don't even realize it. We are our own worst enemies right now. We have weakened ourselves with our fighting, while Kedos has only grown stronger." Black wolf gestured toward Xendra, "Look for yourself. He has once again gained control of the woman who only moments ago we were trying to save."

Xendra looked over at Kedos and then back at Black wolf and began to mockingly clap "Bravo, Blackwolf. Your speech brought tears to my eyes. Tears of pain. You might think that a simple reuniting will stop me, but you're wrong. You think you're so strong with your new powers. But are you really strong enough for what I have in store for you?"

Red immediately took the words as a challenge and stepped forward and said,""I can be endin' tha'."

Black wolf once more put herself in harms way to prevent Red from attacking Xendra, as she put her body between the two Black wolf tried to reason with Red,

"I don't want to fight you, but I will if I must. You might think that killing Xendra will stop [sign in to see URL] Kedos will lose, but you're wrong. In this case death will not make the evil stop, it will only continue to make it grow. I know that he has a hold on you. I can see it in your eyes. However, if you kill Xendra, he will control you fully. Now, you might think that you'll be able to control him, but that will be difficult to do while trying to defend your life. Make no mistake, everyone you see before you will try to kill you instead of just defeat you."

Xendra heard every word but turned her attention back to Puella ...through the rains and rising waters Xendra could still make out the steely determined look upon Puella's face as advanced towards Xendra.

Xendra wanted Puella to fully understand what she was advancing against .So Xendra raised her hands,and yelled orders that none could discern.

In that moment, Xendra was able to fully summon the powers Kedos has just bestoed upon her.

With a rush of air and one last mighty crack of lighting that lit up the sky,Xendra then controlled the element of water.

It was soon obvious to the group that Xendra had rule and reign over the element of water, for they could see that it had obeyed her for soon the raging waters and pelting rains stopped.

Briefly the group rejoiced for no longer did the rain sting and pelt, no longer was the ground beneath them slipping away.

But their rejoicing was to be short lived..

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Zena 1
(4/6/03 12:24 pm)

Barometer

Bhen Rudha stopped trying to pin the Amazon, and instead thumped her in the chest, knocking the wind out of her. With this window of opportunity she hauled back her arm for a greater punch, and saw Zena come once again to Evergreen’s rescue.

“Ye be meddlin’ fer tha last time woman!” she growled, and reached up at the dark haired warrior to simply strong arm her to the ground. Zena spluttered and choked in the mud, leaving Bhen Rudha to return her attention to Evergreen.

The blow caught Zena across her throat and knocked her onto her back. She lay, mouth open, struggling for air and choking on the rain that was coming down in gray sheets. “DROWNING!” The old terror returned and she struggled to a sitting position spitting the mud and water from her mouth. [sign in to see URL] vibration and noise were not IN her body but just beyond it and she looked up as her head cleared. Red was straddling Evergreen’s body and each time she pulled the smaller warrior up to her a plume of mud and red water came with it. The horror of it stunned Zena and as she stared at Red beating the life out of her sister she felt paralyzed. Phalon screamed something that was not intelligble through the driving rain but Red heard and understood. As she dropped Evergreen to the mud Zena found her heart and scrambled to drag her from the immediate attention of the priestess. She slid and fell but kept her grip on the collar of the leather tunic, holding so tightly that her fingers were white under their coating of mud. And still the rain came. Depositing Evergreen in Gabby’s lap, she reached to touch her cheek but there was no response, her dark eyes were rolled back under their lids and blood smeared her pale face. The rain plastered her dark hair back and the blue bruises on her cheekbones and forehead stood out in contrast to the colorless skin. Anger filled Zena and she turned as if in slow motion to focus that anger on the one who had caused this damage. Red was pulling Evergreen’s sword out from her belt intending to attack Xendra. Zena stumbled over Evergreen’s inert body while sliding the sword of Artemis smoothly from it’s sheath. She advanced on Red, the blade glowing nearly white hot and the rain turning to steam as it hit the steel. “Ye be dyin’ too, aye?”
Zena shoved the taller woman from her and futilely shook water from her eyes. “Not today I won’t,” she said, and brought her sword around to attack.

Red grasped her forearm and they shoved back and forth, the crisp sound of steel on steel filling the air. Zena had never know such anger. To be attacked is one thing, to see your loved ones attacked is quite another. They slashed and dodged moving around the clearing; sometimes sliding in the mud and sometimes finding a small bit of solid ground on which to battle. Zena knew she would have been outmatched if it were not for the divine sword and this uncharacteristic fury which had surged up inside her like a demon.

Suddenly Blackwolf had tossed Red aside like a broken branch in her path and Puella appeared out of nowhere. With Red distracted by them Zena backed away to return to Evergreen who lay as still as death in the mud. She stood between her and Red and then crouched low to watch the outcome. Blackwolf, Red and then Phalon seemed to be negotiating, Puella standing poised to move. Zena held the sword out still, ready to strike. Xendra rose up then from her litter as one from the grave who is resurrected and holding her hands aloft screamed to the sky. At once the deluge stopped and Zena could again clearly see the blade in her hand. Where once the glowing tip had pointed out the evil, now the entire blade was engulfed and the glow streamed not only from the tip but out from the hilt as well. “Me. It’s in me too!” Zena thought. “It’s in all of us, waiting to be called out.” Hastily she sheathed the sword, not quite sure what to do with that knowledge, or of what use it could have.

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(4/6/03 7:07 pm)

Back at the Inn . . .

The inn was dreadful. Full of stinky men, who reeked of BO and manure, and brrrr, cold. The messenger moved closer to the small fire, that provided more light than it did heat. Enjoying the heat from a cup of hot water in her hand, she drew her hood further over her head to avoid close inspection by roguish eyes. "At least I'll get dried out," she thought.

A young bar maid about her size was making the rounds taking orders. It was difficult to see just what she looked like in her bulky peasant clothing. She had a purple bruise on one eye and the outline of a vicious hand slap on her right cheek. Her hands were disgusting with filth, one thumbnail crusted over with infection that hadn't been tended to . . . Revolted, the messenger decided against ordering any food. Thank the gods she had plenty of food in her packs.

After some time by the fire the messenger decided to ask for a bed and made her way toward the kitchen looking for one of several rough looking people who seemed to work there. She got to the kitchen door just in time to see the cook beating the young bar maid. She fell to the floor and the cook, who looked to be an older woman of about 50, took the opportunity to stomp cruelly on the young girls infected thumb. The shriek of pain cut at the messengers heart and she backed up from the door uncertain what to do. It wasn't her business to interfere with the running of an inn. On the other hand she hated to see anyone treated so cruelly. She slunk back to the fire and considered her options. Finally, she decided to bed down for the night in the stable with her horse -- out of sight, out of mind.

The stable hand extracted a small fee from her and mentioned that if she wanted a good place in the straw she'd better get it now before the kitchen help came out to bed down. The next morning she awoke before dawn, smelling . . . eewwww, just what was she smelling . . . she looked around her in the dim light . . . She was smelling the kitchen help as they were lying strewn about in the straw asleep. She fervently hoped that they didn't have lice or scabies. Just the thought of it made her skin itch. The young bar maid was near and upon closer inspection her thumb was swollen, black and crusted with yellow puss and dried blood. "Probably, going to loose the thumb if she doesn't go see a healer," she thought. The messengers heart ached for the girl, for it was obvious that she had no money to pay a healer. Chiding herself for being too big hearted and often stupidly trusting and naive, she wondered how much they'd be willing to sell the girl for. Thirty silver pieces was the going rate for a slave in good health. Looking over the condition of this girl . . . perhaps she could purchase her for half that. Later in the morning she inquired and pointing out that the maid was shivering with fever chills from the infection, purchased her for five silver pieces.

She pulled the girl up behind her on the huge horse, and they were off. First stop the nearest stream to wash the rank odor from the girl and see about dressing the thumb. If the girl survived it wouldn't take her long to work off the five silver pieces and earn her freedom. After all, the messenger thought, nothing in life is free not even freedom.

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1 Xwpfan
(4/7/03 8:14 pm)

Full circle

Xendra stood there staring into Puella's eyes full of hurt and anger.


Knowing that this could be there journey's end...
Xendra sighed a heavy sigh .

Xendra broke the stare and closed her eyes how many times had Xendra threatened to harm or kill Puella when they first met?

As the memories flowed Xendra could once again hear and feel the battles that raged between the two of them-

It had to be by the grace of the Gods that either of them had lived to see this day.

So much had befallen them in a winter's time, it once seemed like together they could face any [sign in to see URL] once more there they stood poised to be mortal enemies.

Sadly, in that winter's time they had returned full circle.


There once had existed an unspeakable bond of faith and trust between Puella and Xendra but now lain broken by Xendra's doings.

Without faith and trust there only remained vengance and true bloodlust in Puella heart for Xendra .

Kedos was using Puella's sense of loyalty towards the others to corrupt her feelings about Xendra.

Xendra watched as Puella began to charge and then quickly Xendra turned and walked away from the group and was quickly scanning the mud with her eyes, she came across the stick from the liter.

Xendra reached into the mud and pulled it out. Xendra felt it's solid form and weight then spun it around. A natural fit.

Xendra spun back round just in time to come face to face with a charging Puella.

..there is only one success... to be able to spend your life your own way.

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Control...

Charging towards Xendra I see the look in her [sign in to see URL] need to bring me closer to her to try and defend herself against me…against the [sign in to see URL] the make-shirt staff. Poised for defense.

As I run the necklace I wear begins to [sign in to see URL] heat from it searing my [sign in to see URL] thoughts consumed by hurt and [sign in to see URL] could she choose to allow this evil to overcome [sign in to see URL] could she let this come so far…To hurt those closest to her freely…

Suddenly in the blink of an eye, the answer I sought was there in front of [sign in to see URL] can only trust and control yourself in this [sign in to see URL] can not control [sign in to see URL] can't control [sign in to see URL] I do...

I control how I react to the battle before [sign in to see URL] one [sign in to see URL] I will not be a pawn in this game [sign in to see URL] a battle is what she wants…what it wants, and I will not give it the satisfaction…I stopped in my [sign in to see URL] one last time into the eyes of Xendra, so that she [sign in to see URL] [sign in to see URL] is OVER…

I turned and walked back towards [sign in to see URL] at her side I pull the staff from the straps of the [sign in to see URL] one I made for Xendra with such love and respect…I take off the bracelet from my wrist…the one that she gave me to show her affection for me…I wrap it around the [sign in to see URL] a sudden force I raise my knee and lower the staff…*crack* The staff now separated…Sun in the right hand and the moon in the left. Now it is as it should have always been…the light and the dark forever separated...



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(4/8/03 4:38 pm)

Broken Pieces

Xendra hadn't remembered her deal with Artemis but Artemis did as Xendra whispered For a Strong Amazon Nation, she released Artmeis to intervine ...

Xendra unconciously gripped the stick in her hands as she did so her heart began to race then Xendra felt nausesish -her stomach ached and was tied in knots.

Xendra shut her eyes, how could she even think about, even for a moment taking up arms against Puella?

There were so many things she wanted to say and should say but in that moment,Xendra could not speak words failed her.

Xendra knew in her heart of hearts she could not and would not attack Puella, but was ready and able to defend herself if necessary.

The thought of defending herself from Puella caused Xendra's breathing to become labored and her heart to nearly pound out of her chest. This was not a fight she wanted.


As Xendra opened her eyes there stood Puella with a all consuming determined stare. Xendra felt Puella sizing her up and then Puella broke off the stare and calmly walked over to her trusted horse Amica .

Xendra could do nothing but silently watch Puella's every movement and was alarmed as she saw Puella withdraw something from Amica's saddlebags.

Xendra was taken a back and gasped at the sight of her staff. Xendra scanned the staff and immediately could see the parchment was still attached, only now it was encased with mud and grime.

Xendra's mind raced.. "By the Gods, they never knew of my plan.." Xendra's thoughts were interupted by Puella's movements.

Xendra 's heart went into her throat as she saw Puella put the Famila braclet Xendra had given Puella around the staff. Xendra knew this wasn't good .
Puella was givng back what had once been so precious between them.

Something about the way Puella handled the staff caused Xendra to realize in a split second that she intended to break it.
Xendra lunged forward as Puella raised the staff over her knee as to stop her but instead she got all too close a look as Puella broke the staff in two.

Xendra scrambled to collect the two halves and began to sob.

Xendra's heart felt like it was literally breaking into two, like the staff its self ,for this was day, this confrontation was not what she wanted, this had never been in her plans.

Xendra cradled the pieces in her arms and then quickly unleashed the parchment from the staff and held it up to Puella and to the others to see ...

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BhenRudha
(4/9/03 4:35 am)

Crimson Prayer I

"Living just isn't hard enough . . . burn me alive inside."
- Disturbed, "Prayer"


She was so close. All the elements were there . . . the music of steel on steel, the burn of muscles strained to their limits, the distillation of her thoughts down to till even the twitch in her opponent's eye could be seen . . . the rolling thunder in her veins that announced the Goddess . . .

The crimson veil over her eyes cut through the haze of rain, leaving the world crisp though monochrome. Her heartbeat slowed, even though she bent before Zena's rage. So very close . . .

A pair of hands broke through her concentration and tossed her out of the fight like so much dry wood.

Pain seared Bhen Rudha's nerves and left white explosions behind her eyes. She landed awkwardly then climbed stiffly to her feet. Turning, she saw Blackwolf staring back at her, defiance clear in those bright yellow eyes. The priestess spared half a moment to watch Zena return to Evergreen, hatred still clear in the Amazon's expression. Satisfied that the fight was, for the moment over, she gave all her anger to Blackwolf.

Her steps were heavy through the thick mud, burning her legs with the effort. As she drew close the other woman lifted the hand axe that had been lost in the beginning of the fight with Evergreen. Preparing for this new conflict, the priestess was instead surprised to see the weapon tossed away, to land beside a multi-colored scarf wrapped around a struggling raven.

"Why did ye be doin" tha'?" Bhen Rudha asked, sending her thoughts toward her remaining sisters.

*I am trying to speak with the mystic. She, of course, is making it difficult, for without our Witch I will have to rely on her own gift and actually touch her,* Widow said, anger, frustration and fear mixed in equal parts in her voice. From Warrior she received only waves of anger, and the gaping hole where Witch had once resided ached desperately and she turned away from it.

Images of lashing out at the women around her tumbled through the priestess' mind, but before she could wallow in the possibilities, Blackwolf spoke, "Because I will not fight you. You have attacked several of my friends now, and though normally I would exact vengeance for that, I will not this time."

With those words, all hope of success fled and Bhen Rudha wanted at that moment to turn her sword upon herself and flea to the Underworld. The Wheel could not possibly send her back to a mortal life before Kedos had destroyed everything . . . she would be free . . . perhaps then she could follow Witch into the First Beginning . . . or just stay in the Summerland forever . . .


* * *

Phalon waved the Wheel of Nemesis once again at the large, black-eyed raven that insisted on assaulting her. The bird screeched with indignation and flapped hard to get out of the way. She wished the thing would leave her alone so she could see what was happening with the sword fight.

As the large raven came at her from yet another angel, Phalon saw out of the corner of her eye the priestess sailing through the air. The sight stunned her for a moment, and before she could recover, a pair of taloned feet clamped firmly but gently down upon her upraised arm.

With the shock of contact came a barrage of images . . . all split second visions of the life of a woman from the Emerald Isle . . . childhood . . . priestess training . . . the moment the triple ravens were etched into her back by the fire of the Goddess . . . motherhood . . . dedicating a daughter to the Lady . . . cronehood . . . a last spring day . . . spiritual rebirth as a Raven . . .

The dizzying stream of images steadied finally upon a woman, standing upon a grass covered hill. She was bent only slightly with her many years, shrouded in a voluminous black cloak. Wrinkled hands pushed the cowl back, revealing long white hair and depthless black eyes, framed within Bhen Rudha's face.

Phalon blinked and felt herself take a step back. "Who . . . what are you?" she asked.

"There is not much time for questions, mystic. I am Baintreach, the third of Bhen Rudha's Ravens. I apologize mightily for this intrusion, but I fear that I am unable to speak to you any other way," Widow replied, her voice soft and lilting. Without waiting for Phalon to answer, she continued, "Within my priestess is the means to make Kedos retreat from this world for a long time. The only trouble is, she cannot use this information unless she were to enter the battle madness that is her true gift. For her to do that . . ."

"She will need a battle," the mystic said slowly, "one to the death."

"That is so," answered Widow, spreading her hands. "Please help her in this Phalon. Help her to dance, truly dance for the Lady . . . or our lives may well be forfeit."

"I do not know, Raven, if I can do what you ask," Phalon said after a long moment of silence. The mystic saw then the deep grief that lined the old woman's face. She wondered at its cause.

The woman and the hill began to fade, revealing Bhen Rudha staring at Blackwolf with a hollow-eyed expression. Dimly the mystic heard, "Do not take too long deciding," as the large bird released its grip on her arm. She watched Widow land then hop to the raven wrapped within her rainbow scarf.

Blinking as if she had slept, Phalon thought about what she had seen and heard and tried to figure out what was going on in front of her.

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BhenRudha
(4/9/03 4:49 am)

Crimson Prayer II

“Living my life’s not hard enough . . . they take everything away.”
- Disturbed “Prayer”


“Look for yourself. He has once again gained control of the woman who only moments ago we were trying to save,” Blackwolf continued, trying desperately to get through to the Red Woman. She wanted so much to trust this stranger, but her recent actions had made that very difficult.

Bhen Rudha already knew that Xendra stood once again fueled by Kedos. The fragment that she carried hummed with power, whispering black seductions deep in her mind. In defense she visualized the raven spiral tattooed into her back, forcing the cold voice into silence. When the priestess was able to think clearly, she heard the tainted one’s threatening words and could not help but snap, “I cen be endin’ tha’.”

She stepped toward Xendra and was thwarted by Blackwolf. The other woman spoke again, “I don't want to fight you, but I will if I must. You might think that killing Xendra will stop everything . . . that Kedos will lose, but you're wrong. In this case death will not make the evil stop, it will only continue to make it grow.”

Bright yellow eyes stared into Bhen Rudha’s, intensifying her words. “I know that he has a hold on you. I can see it in your eyes. However, if you kill Xendra, he will control you fully. Now, you might think that you'll be able to control him, but that will be difficult to do while trying to defend your life. Make no mistake, everyone you see before you will try to kill you instead of just defeat you.”

The priestess tightened her grip upon Evergreen’s sword, a candleflame of hope flickering within her again. Blackwolf’s words replayed in her mind as the other woman moved forward, and came within striking distance.

“I pledged to help you, Bhen Rudha, and I will keep to that pledge. But you have to allow me to help you. I know the pain that you feel, for I have felt it myself.” Icy shock tore at the priestess clearly showing upon her face. Blackwolf simply nodded, “I do know about your loss, and I am sorry. Like I said, I have felt it myself.”

“Ye cannae be knowin’,” she growled, casting a silent plea to her beloved Goddess, asking for strength. In that moment a lightening bolt tore the sky overhead, and the deluge that had been plaguing the women just . . . stopped.

Believing this to be an answer to her prayer, Bhen Rudha cast her mind out to give thanks. She found herself on the edges of the Emerald Dream. It was dim and flat, missing the vital presence of all three ravens. Trying to keep from keening, she nonetheless felt a wave of energy, familiar and strange in the same breath. It was inviting . . . like the madness . . .

In the Emerald Dream, the priestess’ eyes washed crimson, and she used the vison to search for the source of energy. Within the monochrome haze, she saw a ghostly outline of a woman leading a string of horses, a sword strapped to her back. It took a moment to remember where she had felt this energy before. It was when she had met Ares, and now recognized that He was another face of war. Recognized also that it was His sword the woman carried.

Zena’s cry, unintelligible to her ear, was enough to call her away from the vision. The priestess blinked and saw that Blackwolf was speaking to her still. Those words were also unrecognizable to Bhen Rudha, and she tensed when the other woman stepped closer to her, saying, “Allow me to help you. It's your call.”

While Puella and Xendra squared off not far away, the priestess thought over what she meant to do. She could not see a road that did not lead to her ending. Finally she believed that she did not care so much about that anymore. In the end, she was a Daughter of the Morrigu and that was all that mattered. She would dance her way into the Underworld.

With her mind cleared of hesitation, she leaned closer and whispered into Blackwolf’s ear. “Inside me be tha way ta be defeatin’ Kedos. Be buried deep within me, aye? Ye can onla be helpin’ me with a figh’. If’n ye cannae be fightin’, dinnae be steppin’ in me way.”

Bright yellow met amber-green for a long moment while Blackwolf tried to understand what the priestess had said. With a sad smile, Bhen Rudha continued, “Be one tha’ be carryin’ war with her, aye? She be tha one ta be freein’ wha’ be locked inside o’ me.”

With gentle fingers she touched Blackwolf’s cheek and murmured so that only the other woman’s preternatural hearing could discern it, “I be sorra, I dinnae thin’ I will be tha one ta be teachin’ ye. Slán agat, Duibhfaolchú.”

Her final words spoken, Bhen Rudha slammed her fist into the other woman’s solar plexus. And before Blackwolf hit the ground gasping for air, the priestess shrieked a Gaeilge warcry, throwing herself at Puella, Evergreen’s sword raised for a deathstroke.

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EvergreenLM
(4/9/03 4:32 pm)

Tomorrow Begins With the Setting Sun

With gentle fingers she touched Blackwolf’s cheek and murmured so that only the other woman’s preternatural hearing could discern it, “I be sorra, I dinnae thin’ I will be tha one ta be teachin’ ye. Slán agat, Duibhfaolchú.”

Her final words spoken, Bhen Rudha slammed her fist into the other woman’s solar plexus. And before Blackwolf hit the ground gasping for air, the priestess shrieked a Gaeilge warcry, throwing herself at Puella, Evergreen’s sword raised for a deathstroke.

" My sword will not kill one of our own!" The Red Woman's defeated challenger found her voice through swollen lips and a violent purple jaw.

Evergreen rolled to one side, and attempted to push up in satuarated ground only to slip and fall prostrate in the mud. One leg drew up attempting to gain a foothold,but the body could not follow the command of the heart. Her hand went out seeking the other who had always been there to lift the body and the spirit.

Without hesitation, Zena's forearm grasp that of her friend. With the smaller warrior pulled upright, the arm encircled the back a bloodied tunic. Evergreen leaned against the sister not born of blood, but of time and trust. Zena drew the sword of Artemis that now, with the embrace of Evergreen, glowed pure and free from hatred.

"I guess perhaps priestess I have not made myself clear with my words, and now you will return what rightfully belongs to me or I vow I shall kill you for your refusal. My own father died at my hand and how less you are to me than him?" The voice was quiet and deliberate as Evergreen spoke with pain at every breath required for every word.

"I wish you no harm. I wish only peace from the torment I see in your eyes, but hear me now, give me back what you have or kill me with it for there is no middle earth in your decision."

Zena grabbed the back of Evergreen's tunic, leaned in and whispered, "No! You cannot do this."

Evergreen smiled at Zena saying, "If I do survive this, you must build me a hut near the sea, and promise me a solstice tree in the white season. [sign in to see URL] this be as I wish it to be"

With the last words exchanged, and drawing strength from the spirits of all the sister's present, Evergreen broke free and stood between Red, the beloved sword, and the intended one whose death was sought. With the sword still raised high ready to strike, Evergreen dropped to her knees, looked into green eyes, and with resolution spoke to the stranger in their midst..."do what you must do."

Looking downward, arms still raised on high with hands shaking fighting the mind for the strike, BehnRudha taunted the bloodied Amazon. " I tha ye say ye be the one killin' me. How ya be doin' tha on two knees?"

"Kill me, and you will kill yourself. Kedos will have his hand maiden and put your body and soul back in chains. Do you not know this by now? Save yourself and you save us all." Evergreen sat back down on the calves of her legs knowing she was not match for the enraged one in such a formidable vessel. She closed her eyes and waited for the blow. I fear you not as I would fear my life for not choosing this path.

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"It is What it Is"

Edited by: EvergreenLM at: 4/9/03 4:54:33 pm



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QGrrlPower
(4/10/03 5:39 pm)

One of My Own

As the staff breaks over my knee…I feel a release…I wave Amica away, for I do not wish her to be in harm’s way…

The echo of a battle nearby can be heard…Suddenly the shrillest of cries rings through my ears…I turn to see Evergreen intercept the red stranger, as she raced towards me, sword raised…Evergreen’s face bloodied and battered, speaking words that meant more then I could ever express…" My sword will not kill one of our own!"…Looking around I see that I stand alone. Was she speaking of me?

My heart was filled with such respect and love for these warriors…Seeing them band together for each other…for me…for the sake of the tribe’s existence. Each breath I take is deep and my heart echoes in my ears…Watching as Evergreen pulls away from the grasp of Zena and kneels before the stranger…"Kill me, and you will kill yourself. Kedos will have his hand maiden and put your body and soul back in chains. Do you not know this by now? Save yourself and you save us all."

Her words I did not understand, but her actions were quite clear…as she closed her eyes and poised for a blow from her very own sword…wielded by the stranger…Calmer then I ever thought I could be in the eyes of danger…I pulled Ares’ sword from it’s sheath and stepped forward towards the scene…As Evergreen’s sword swings around to strike her, I step in and swing my sword…*Clang* the metals clashed…leaning forward I speak loudly but calm…”You will not harm one of my own!!!”

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Zena 1
(4/10/03 6:15 pm)

Soul Food

The words were nearly inaudible: " My sword will not kill one of our own!" Zena had turned away to look over her right shoulder as her eyes followed the tip of the glowing blade sliding into the sheath. On that side she caught the movement of Evergreen’s feet and turned abruptly toward her once still torso. Evergreen’s hand reached out, confident that Zena would be there, and so she was at once. Briefly she drew her close and breathed a sigh, “I gotcha. I gotcha.” Together, they struggled to a standing position and while her left arm supported Evergreen, Zena reached back to once again draw the divine sword, noticing that the fire in the ice was gone but the purified blade shone brighter for it’s whiteness. Evergreen was speaking but Zena was focused on the weapon and it’s power. She caught only the last few words, “...give me back what you have or kill me with it for there is no middle earth in your decision." She grabbed at Evergreen’s tunic to stop her forward momentum and bent to whisper, "No! You cannot do this." Evergreen smiled at Zena saying, "If I do survive this, you must build me a hut near the sea, and promise me a solstice tree in the white season. [sign in to see URL] this be as I wish it to be" Zena grinned back reluctantly and with a lightness only a good friend would understand replied, “If you survive, you can have the hut, the tree and a stack of shirts!” “Will you embroider the pine branch on them?” “I will. With my own two hands.” “Then I HAVE to survive to see that!”

Although her words let Evergreen go, Zena’s arm would not and Evergreen pulled away to face Red. She knelt in front of her, daring her to fight for herself and free her soul from the evil. Quietly Zena crossed behind Evergreen took a solid stance behind her right shoulder. Feet spread apart, she leveled the blade at Red and with a solemnity that spoke of absolute determination she said slowly, “Strike her and you will be in Hades, or wherever your people go, before you can take another breath. Fight the evil and gain both soul and body or give way to it and lose both.”

Suddenly Puella lunged between them, swinging the sword of Ares and connecting with Red as she deliberated her course.

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gabbyfan4ever
(4/10/03 9:10 pm)

nobody said it would be easy....

In the midst of chaos, Gabby thought about just how much could happen in one day. Lives could be changed, or lost between the rising and setting of the sun. The young girl had lived many "eventful" days as of late, and this one was no different. The ironic thing is that she would not have given up this life with her sisters for all the uneventful, though peaceful, days in the world.

Gabby sat watching over her sister Evergreen who was just beaten within an inch of her life, as the rest of her tribe attempted to deal with the stranger in their midst. The girl could see it in her eyes, just like in Xendra. Bhen Rudha was no longer herself, no longer in control of herself.

Gabby's thoughts were interrupted when she felt Evergreen trying to get up. Before the girl could try and convince her to lie down, Zena came over and helped Evergreen to her feet, supporting her shaky legs. The scene unfolded itself before the young warriors eyes, and all seemed to be waiting as Evergreen knelt before Bhen Rudha, demanding her to make a decision. Though Zena let Evergreen do as she wished, she stood behind her sister, as always.

Bhen Rudha raised the sword to strike a blow that would take Evergreen away from her sisters on earth, and would have followed through had it not been for Puella. She would not let her sister die.

Now was the time to act, Gabby thought. Her sisters would not fight for their tribe while she sat on the sidelines. Determined not to harm her sisters in an effort to help them, Gabby put on the Hades' helmet, granting her invisibility. The young warrior dove at Bhen Rudha, taking her legs out from under her, making sure to stay low to avoid the clanging swords. Completely stunned at the invisible attacker Bhen Rudha didn't know who to fight. The young warrior scrambled off the ground, narrowly managing to get out of the range of Bhen Rudha's sword with only a shallow cut on her arm. Gabby winced as she saw the warrior swinging wildly at everything within 15 feet of her. Zena looked at the now empty place were Gabby had been sitting, and gave a knowing look in the girl's general direction that wordlessly begged her daughter to be careful. Gabby had no idea how long before even her invisibility failed to keep her safe from the warrior. She knew that she could be no match for her fighting skills, much less with the evil making her stronger. And it didn't matter. She would fight until she could fight no longer. Bhen Rudha turned her attention back to Puella and the rest of the tribe. "Together we are strong.", Gabby thought as she gave a loving look to her mother and got ready for another attack.




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