“Besides, how bad could it be? All Elias will be doing is readjusting the bindings which hold you and your wolf spirit together, this spiritual bullshit always sounds worse than it is,” Miranda tossed up.
Well, how bad is it going to be? You had gone through this before, haven’t you, Wolfie?
‘Beats me, the first part of each of these rituals is me getting knocked out.’
I wonder how much work and practice it takes to be THIS unhelpful!
‘I am a master of my art.’
“I don’t know,” Luna admitted, “but if it were easy, James would have done it himself.”
“Are you sure he isn’t just being lazy because it takes long?”
Yeah, I am sure. Time means next to nothing when James is involved, so there has to be some other catch to it, one where he would rather delegate it than do it himself.
‘Or he just doesn’t care that much about you.’
Have I told you how much of an asshole you are?
‘I’m just offering an alternative point of view.’
Shut up!
“I don’t know, but I don’t have a good feeling about it,” Luna replied.
“Why does it take you so long to answer?” Miranda pried. “You are talking to the wolf inside, aren’t you?”
“Yea, but I should stop because he’s becoming more and more of an asshole!” Luna exclaimed.
‘That was uncalled for!’
You care awfully much about what she thinks of you, don’t you?
‘…’
And suddenly, there is silence. You dirty furbag.
“Sounds like you two are a match made in heaven,” Miranda smirked.
“Not a fucking chance, I’m not nearly as bad as him. Anyway, you are taking this way too easily,” Luna remarked.
“Oh, I will have my revenge for this, don’t worry, I will take my sweet time making you pay back for this. But for now, I’m just happy you are alright.”
Luna caught her into a powerful hug. “Thank you. You would make a great nurse, you know.”
“Don’t push it, bitch,” Miranda slashed.
“So, now we head to Xona, don’t we?” Luna pivoted the topic.
“Yeah, you need to get the bindings redone and I need to get back to work.”
“Well, at least we have the few weeks it takes to get to Xona,” Luna sighed.
“Stop talking like it’s the end of something. It’s just a little speedbump, we will get plenty of time together after the bindings are done,” Miranda refused.
I would like to believe you. So, so much I want to believe you. But you are wrong. Future belongs to those who shape it with their own hands. I will be stuck in a ritual for a couple of years; I will not be able to shape anything. And neither shall Miranda, for her path is decided by the Order, not by herself.
‘Quoting James, again?’
It’s hard not to. I used to think his sayings are bullshit, but the older I grow, the more I see how right he has been.
“Yeah, it will be fine,” Luna whispered with the fakest smile she managed.
“That’s better,” Miranda smiled warmly. “Now, we eat and then we go get you a horse so we can leave for Xona.”
“I’m really, really not good with animals, especially horses,” Luna replied awkwardly.
“Nonsense! Riding a horse is something so basic that even ten-year-old can do it, there is no way in hell you can be in the Order without knowing how to ride a horse!” Miranda exclaimed.
“Okay.”
“Come the fuck on already! It’s just a horse!” Miranda shouted at Luna.
“It’s a bad idea… I am really not good with animals,” Luna protested. They were in the courtyard of the Palai barracks of Illysaeas. Miranda’s red hair flowed freely over her otherwise pitch-black leather armor. Luna wore a battered tunic and had her chocolate hair arranged into a ponytail.
“The men are holding the horse; it won’t drop you, just hop on!” Miranda was already sitting on her horse while four soldiers were holding one for Luna.
“This will be really bad and really embarrassing,” Luna shrugged.
“Grow the fuck up already! It’s a veteran warhorse; it knows what to do, you just have to sit on it!”
“Look how afraid the poor animal is! Four soldiers are holding it and it’s still pushing itself away from me!” Luna challenged. “I can just run next to you all the way to Xona; it’s not a problem.”
“It smells your fear! Just woman up and get on the fucking horse!”
This one’s on you, you furry bastard!
‘Oi! What are you talking about? I am a passionate horse lover, especially when they are young, fresh and I have a rabbit for garnish.’
“Sorry, horsy,” Luna petted the horse as it tried to recoil from her. She grabbed the saddle and mounted it with one graceful move. The horse neighed, reared up and collapsed to the ground.
“Not again,” Luna sighed and caught her head in her palms.
“WHAT? Are you fucking kidding me?” Miranda exclaimed. The four soldiers stayed in their positions, stone calm. Luna got herself from under the horse. Her pale face turned bright red.
“Amazing… I never believed it. Here,” Miranda tossed a large pouch full of coins to one of the soldiers.
“Thank you, ma’am,” he bowed and left.
“What?” Luna turned to her.
“I gave them some extras, what about it?”
“Did you bet on this?” Luna pressed.
“Maybe,” Miranda remarked evasively.
“Why did you force me into this, Miranda?” Luna didn’t let up.
“I had to see it. I had read the report of how you killed two horses by just sitting on them… but I just couldn’t believe it.”
“Do you realize how embarrassing and humiliating this was? By tomorrow, every single soldier in the barracks will hear about it!” Luna shouted.
“By tomorrow, we will be en route to Xona so they can hear whatever the fuck they want,” Miranda replied. She disappeared from the horse and appeared in front of Luna in an instant. “You are such a savage,” she smiled, caught Luna’s head and pushed her in for a kiss. “Now, grab the saddlebags and get ready for a long run. We still need to leave,” she added afterward.
“You manipulative bitch.”
3
Luna
“Bank robbery? Are you kidding me?” Miranda asked a frightened guard. They were passing through a small town and people besieged the entire square.
“No, ma’am, there are about hundred bandis robbing the Bank of Xona as we speak!” he exclaimed defensively.
Luna scanned the area. There weren’t even ten guardsmen around; this town clearly saved every coin it could when it came to city guards. On the other hand, there were lots of hoof tracks on the ground, suggesting the bandits came on horses and hid them in the town before they attacked the bank. “Wanna make a bet?” Luna tossed up toward Miranda.
“Hmmm?”
“We… solve the robbery and whoever gets more kills owns the loser till we get to Xona,” Luna proposed.
“Alright, deal,” Miranda smirked and teleported straight to the bank. She leaped through the window and screams of pain echoed from the inside.
Luna smiled and dashed across the square.
“How many did you get?” Luna asked Miranda as she started wiping the blood off her pretty face. The bank was a scene of carnage, mangled corpses, gut piles and severed limbs lay everywhere.
Miranda just grinned as she cleaned her weapon. Large metal ball on a chain that was connected to a sickle. It was fashioned, so the ball was held by an open mouth of a snake while the sickle was fashioned into a tail.
“You clean that weapon better than you ever cleaned me,” Luna smirked.
“Me and Scitalis have had a long relationship. I take good care of him, he smashes skulls and breaks bones.”
“I am almost getting jealous,” Luna mused as she pulled a large shard of metal from her s
ide.
“You know that jumping through windows is a lot easier than running through walls? It’s also more elegant,” Miranda chuckled.
“I know, but it just doesn’t have the style. Monsters don’t jump through windows, open doors or crawl through chimneys. Nothing sends the message better than running through a wall or dropping down through the ceiling.”
“You really enjoy this, don’t you?”
“You have no idea,” Luna laughed, then picked off a body of a dead female bandit. Luna’s mouth stretched from ear to ear; it filled with massive fangs. She opened it wide and bit off half of the woman’s skull with a loud crunch.
Miranda giggled as she shook her head.
“Really?” Luna asked before she sucked out the brain and tossed the body away. “This is the first time you see me do this and you giggle?” Luna went on to find another tasty-looking corpse.
“Did you expect me to be horrified? Come the fuck on. I am Faye, I have seen worse,” Miranda retorted.
“This one is still breathing,” Luna smiled and picked up a young man. She tore off his clothes, extended her fingers into long claws and tore open his rib cage. Luna sank her face the opened chest to feast on his organs.
Miranda kept cleaning herself, undisturbed.
“I don’t get it. You know I do this, yet you let me tie you up and get all wet and sweaty when I bury my face into your crotch. How aren’t you terrified of me being a split second away from literally biting off your genitals?”
“You sure know how to get me wet,” Miranda remarked with a wicked grin, “I got twenty-seven kills, including the leader.”
“Twenty-nine kills, your pussy is mine,” Luna smirked.
“Where the fuck did you find twenty-nine of them? I counted less than forty!” Miranda protested.
“Twelve here, one behind the wall I ran through, seven in the hallway, nine at the vault,” Luna counted out loud.
“Come the fuck on! How the hell were nine of them in the vault chamber? There are usually two or three people there, at most!”
“Enough chit-chat. Put it on!” Luna commanded.
“Hmm? But what on?” Miranda acted being clueless.
“The belt.”
“Here? I will put it on later in the evening, if you still insist on it,” Miranda tried to evade.
“I want your love cave boiled up by then. Chop, chop!” Luna insisted.
“I really don’t wanna do it here. You got weeks of being on top; you can handle waiting half a day. Stop being so impatient,” Miranda negotiated.
“I can, but then you can also handle me fucking your ass every day the entire next week, so if that’s what you desire, keep going,” Luna smiled.
“Fine, fine, fine!” Miranda conceded and pulled her pants down. She reached into her backpack and pulled it out. Large brass panties, which were dark red on the inside with the back going over cheeks rather than the middle.
“Well?” Luna smiled.
Miranda put them on. “Uhhh… this thing is intense.”
“Wait till you start walking. The magical soft flesh on the inside is truly something,” Luna grinned wickedly.
“Uuummppphhh, yea really feels like a tongue. Lots of tongues,” Miranda remarked awkwardly.
“Oh, I know… just wait for when it starts vibrating. You will lick my coochie for hours begging me to take it off for a bit… and I won’t,” Luna prowled to Miranda.
“Just wait till I put you into it when we get to Xona. I will enjoy every second of your suffering. I can’t wait to see you begging like a little bitch,” Miranda challenged.
“Strong words for someone who just lost a bet,” Luna went to put her face inch away from Miranda’s.
“I let you win once and you get all haughty on me… I really should flog some discipline into you; you twisted mongrel.”
Luna caught Miranda’s head and kissed her with all her passion. Then she slid her lips down to Miranda’s neck, caught its skin between her lips and sucked hard. It left a livid love-bite. “You are the sweetest candy I’ve ever had,” Luna smiled.
“You are such a little bitch,” Miranda breathed.
“You love me for it.”
4
Luna
“You really don’t have to dress up for him,” Miranda remarked as she saw Luna arranging her hair.
“He’s into young girls, looking pretty might inspire him to do a better job,” Luna contested and kept going.
“You aren’t that pretty,” Miranda smirked.
‘Told you.’
Shut up!
“Sounds like someone doesn’t want her belt unlocked today,” Luna cut back. Miranda took a deep breath but didn’t say anything.
Good girl… having full control over you really works wonders on your manners.
“I didn’t think you would be this much into it,” Miranda pivoted.
“You have no idea! Having you at my mercy is better than I ever imagined… it turns you into such a sweetling,” Luna turned to Miranda and went to kiss her. The kiss was long and strong.
“Too bad you are still a rotten mongrel,” Miranda smirked.
“I see the word penitence doesn’t translate well for you Faye… or you must really love to be fucked in the ass since you keep asking for it this hard?” Luna straightened her face.
“That’s still the best thing you can come up with? I am almost disappointed,” Miranda breathed.
You bitch... just wait.
“Almost?”
“Being disappointed requires expectations… you are still a shitty little runt, so it’s hard to have some,” Miranda retorted.
“You are awfully sweet… for about an hour per day. Anyway, let’s go to see the admiral,” Luna turned around.
“Tucking the tail and running? How boring.”
“Greetings, Admiral,” Luna smiled warmly as she entered his office.
“Elias,” Miranda joined her.
“Landlubbers… happy to see you,” admiral Elias la Grace smiled warmly in greeting. “Please, take a seat”, he added and motioned them to the chairs. “I would love to exchange some pleasantries, but I am a touch busier than I would have preferred. Mind if we go straight to business?”
Luna measured the admiral with her look. He was a middle-aged man with a perfectly arranged goatee, short hair, attire in red and gold and a large hat covered by scales and feathers. “Not at all. I am ready whenever we can start,” she stated.
“The procedure of redoing your soul bindings will not be pleasant or pretty. You shall be chained for an extended period of time, during which shall my men feed and wash you as you will be soiling yourself. Once we start, the next two years of your life shall be extremely painful. You will want to murder me the entire time, justifiably,” Elias laid out.
Very encouraging. But I can’t show weakness… not before Miranda. Not now that I am going to be chained down for two years with literally no one else… damn, it’s really fucked when I think about it straight. I have no one else. James is somewhere off being an asshole; Raven is somewhere off being a hero, so is Iowen… literally, everyone I know has disappeared somewhere and I don’t even know where. Is this what growing up is like? Everyone you know just disappears, because you aren’t a kid anymore, so they don’t need to watch over you?
“I am aware, I still want to do it,” Luna stated as resolutely as she could have.
“Let me walk you through it,” Elias smiled and got up. He led them through his ship. It was a massive galleon; the largest ship docked in Xona. Angry Judith was the capital ship of all Palai naval forces and Luna had to acknowledge the fact that it did look the part. They soon arrived in a large compartment deep inside its bowels. By the far wall was a large metal capsule. It was held in a robust wooden construction, had a small door in the middle and looked otherwise to be made from a single piece of metal.
This must have cost a small fortune to make. I guess I have Miranda to thank for this because I don’t think my
life is worth so much.
Elias walked straight to it and opened its door. The walls were over two feet thick and made of steel, only steel. They stood at the entrance and looked down. The air was wet and cold, the place smelled of wet wood and sweat. The cell had a metal grid in the middle of it and chain holders at the bottom. Luna felt her heart sink. She wanted to run. She wanted to faint. She wanted to cry. Not here! Not now! Not when Miranda is next to me!
“This is the cell where you will spend the next two years,” Elias said as he unlocked the door of the cell and walked inside.
Luna steeled herself and followed him.
“Your head will be held here in the middle, wrists here to the sides and legs caught by chains from the bottom,” he started explaining as he pointed to the grid.
“This metallic grid isn’t nearly tough enough to hold me,” Luna remarked.
“It’s just for measurement. I shall encase your neck and wrists with about four to six inches of strengthened ice. Half an inch of my ice is enough to stop a ballista arrow so it should be more than enough,” Elias revealed.
Luna gulped. I really won’t be able to change my mind once we start, will I? Once I get caught in here, if Miranda just walks off, I will never have a chance to see her again.
“This thing is deeper than how tall I am,” Luna observed.
“Intentionally, because your body growth has been stifled. During this process, your body will grow into its natural proportions. Leaving space for growth is necessary for that to happen,” Elias replied.
“Ooooh… you might stop being a little bitch,” Miranda chuckled.
“Looks who’s talking, the few extra inches you got over me mean nothing!” Luna cut back.
“If you ever did something with a man, you would have known how much of a difference can a few inches make,” Miranda remarked sweetly. Even Elias chuckled.
“Anyway, in terms of security, the room is airtight once the doors are closed and there is a magical trigger on them, which shall make them do so were the capsule to shake violently,” he pivoted the discussion back to the topic.
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