Chronicles of Eden - Season II - Act I

by Alexander Gordon

  “That lucky girl,” Rulo marveled. “She actually has him inside her.”

  “Does that mean… our time is also quickly approaching to mate with him?” Forrus hoped. “With the Archlight’s Blade no longer in his hands, does that mean I can finally-”

  “Like hell you can!” Rulo shouted, shoving the lycan away hard with her hammer. “The only ones my master is going to breed is me and Sasha! We were his bitches first!”

  “I sincerely doubt my lord would want to ride your smelly ass when he could instead thrust himself into me!” Forrus barked back. “I’m practically made to be bred doggystyle, not to mention I don’t smell like a diseased ridden corpse that’s been sweltering in the sun for days like you do!”

  “That’s just the manure princess over there you’re smelling,” Rulo snorted with a mean glance to Hollia. “I don’t smell that bad and you know it.”

  “Excuse me?” Hollia raged as she quickly trotted over in front of the orc. “Are you still hopelessly in denial about your own accursed stench? Because I know you’re not insinuating that I could ever smell as horridly foul as some disgusting orc!”

  “Oh please, I’ve seen you swatting flies with your tail plenty of times,” Rulo scoffed.

  “And I’ve seen you outright killing flies with your odor alone,” Hollia retorted. “At least I bathe myself regularly and always make sure I’m presentable should my knight ever choose to ride me from behind. And if anyone here is built to be ridden by him in the first place it’s surely me.”

  Saffron started squeaking sharply at them and waving her fist around, the ant girl then pointing to herself with a proud stance before smacking her rear in a provocative manner.

  “Like hell he’s going to mate with you!” Rulo argued. “You haven’t been his devoted bitch for years like I have. All you’ve done is nearly blow us all up multiple times with your stupid bombs!”

  “I’d say she would be a better choice than you,” Hollia dryly mentioned.

  “She even cleans herself more than you, and she’s an ant girl who lived underground,” Forrus pointed out.

  Saffron displayed a smug grin towards Rulo while gesturing at her body that she clearly flaunted, the orc growling with rising anger as she clutched her mighty hammer in both hands.

  “All of you can fuck off if you think you’re going to mate with my master!” Rulo shouted with a stomp of her foot. “There’s no way in hell I’m letting any of you wannabe bitches go near him! Sasha may get to mate with him first, but I’m the only one who gets sloppy seconds around here!”

  “If I have to fight my way through you, so be it,” Forrus growled. “I will not be denied my lord’s affection by some stubborn orc.”

  “I was prepared for this from the start in all honesty,” Hollia warned as she clutched her spear in both hands. “I personally don’t mind you all that much, Rulo, but you’re out of your mind if you think you can come between my knight and I.”

  Saffron narrowed her eyes as she pulled out a bombstick from her satchel, the girl blowing her bangs away with a puff as the four monsters tensed up for battle right then and there.

  “Oh just shut up, all of you!” Tabitha yelled, gaining everyone’s attention. “Why don’t you all just go up there and fuck him together? Why not? Go on, what are you waiting for? Even you, Mika! Go on up there and get a real man’s dick in you instead of your little brother’s! I’m sure you’d love that a lot more, wouldn’t you?”

  “Hey, watch your tongue, cat!” Mika shouted back with a blush.

  “What’s your problem?” Rulo snorted.

  “What’s my problem?” Tabitha repeated with growing anger. “You fucking bitches are my problem! That damned reptile girl who sullied Daemon is my problem! This isn’t how it was supposed to go! This isn’t what was supposed to happen! You assholes were just supposed to help Daemon with his quest, that’s it! You weren’t supposed to fuck him! You weren’t allowed to! That’s the way it was supposed to stay! Now everything is ruined!”

  “What are you talking about?” Hollia asked shaking her head. “How is Sasha mating with my knight ruining anything for you?”

  “It’s all gone now!” Tabitha wailed, dropping forward into Scay’s arms and crying in her shoulder. “My payout! It’s all been taken away from me! This is a nightmare and it’s all your fault!”

  “What did we do?” Mika asked, looking around at the equally confused looks the other girls had. “What are you so upset about?”

  “That horny reptile girl just cost me my job!” Tabitha screamed at her. “That’s what I’m upset about!”

  “Your job?” Forrus repeated. “What does Sasha mating with my lord have to do with your job of assisting him with locating those missing key fragments?”

  “Oh no,” Scay worried. “That’s right. He wasn’t supposed to have sex with anyone, was he? That was one of the rules.”

  “What do you mean by that?” Rulo demanded as she approached them. “What were you two plotting? Were you scheming behind my master’s back with something?”

  “I was just doing my job, you stupid pig!” Tabitha shouted at her. “Charlotte was going to pay me a fortune to help him collect those key fragments, with the condition that he be kept a virgin for her!”

  “What?” Hollia said with narrowing eyes. “What do you mean for her?”

  “She wanted him,” Tabitha snapped back. “She wanted him to remain untouched so she could have first dibs on him after he got all those stupid artifacts! She wanted to win him over by helping him complete his quest, that’s why she sent me here to help him!”

  “Who’s Charlotte?” Mika asked.

  “An alpha witch that hired Tabitha here to help my master with his quest,” Rulo said with a scowl at the neko. “I thought it was suspicious for that witch to suddenly want to help him like that. You really can’t trust those little conniving rats for a second.”

  “That’s why we’ve been forced to tolerate her unbearable presence this whole time?” Forrus asked. “So she could act as Charlotte’s hand in her attempt to woo my lord?”

  “Do you have any idea how much I hated traveling with you, mutt?” Tabitha shot back at the lycan. “I never would have taken this job in the first place if it wasn’t for the substantial reward I could have gotten. Dealing with all the insanity you people have dragged me through, I was counting on that gold to make it all worth it in the end!”

  “Are we not going to be paid anymore?” Scay nervously asked. “Is that what you’re saying? But we helped Daemon get those artifacts just like we were told to, didn’t we?”

  “It doesn’t matter now!” Tabitha cried out. “Daemon isn’t pure anymore, Sasha took that from him! Charlotte isn’t going to be happy about this, she’s going to be furious! We’re not going to be paid for the ones we collected, those witches are going to want our heads on a pike for failing our mission!”

  “Um… so what should we do now?” Scay worried with a frown.

  Tabitha merely slumped down in her arms as she continued crying and cursing fate, with the naga gently petting her head with a troubled grimace before looking around at the other girls. Rulo was shaking her head at the neko while Forrus merely crossed her arms and looked away with muttered growls. Hollia rolled her eyes and turned away while Mika averted her solemn gaze as well. Saffron was now paying more attention to Sasha’s lustful cries as was Minos, the minotaur slowly kneeling down on the grass behind them while gazing up at the knoll’s peak with eyes of wonder.

  “What do we do now?” Scay whimpered. “We’re not going to be paid anymore. Those witches are going to be angry with us. What… what are we supposed to do?”

  “That’s your problem,” Rulo snorted as she walked away.

  “Serves you right, neko,” Forrus scoffed.

  “Paths of greed always end in misery,” Hollia lectured. “You have only yourselves to blame for this.”

  “I hate to say it, but it’s also our problem,” Mika spoke up, with the gir
ls turning to her in puzzlement as she had a cautious gaze aimed upward at the nearby hill.

  “Why is it our problem?” Forrus questioned. “Tabitha is the one who the witches will come looking for when they hear of her failure.”

  “And Sasha,” Mika corrected her. “Think about it. An alpha witch was going to pay Tabitha a huge amount of gold to make sure my sire remained untouched, she obviously had a thing for him. She’s not just going to be angry with Tabitha for failing her, she’s going to be angry at Sasha for defiling the man she wanted for herself.”

  “If she really was entranced by my knight, that could be true,” Hollia worried. “She’s not going to just skin Tabitha alive upon hearing of this, she’s going to come after Sasha for being denied what she wanted.”

  “An alpha witch is a revered leader among witches,” Mika warned. “If she gets pissed off we could have an army of magical casters coming after Sasha’s head, and maybe ours too.”

  “For crying out loud,” Rulo groaned with a face palm. She turned to Tabitha with a frustrated growl as the neko was still being coddled by Scay. “Are you kidding me? As if we didn’t have enough problems to deal with already, now we’re going to have witches coming here making trouble for us too? All because of this stupid cat?”

  “And you thought you were a curse, Mika,” Hollia mentioned shaking her head.

  “I’m not the one who had sex with Daemon!” Tabitha shouted back. “Nobody was supposed to, remember? He wasn’t supposed to do it with anyone until I got paid!”

  “Well that plan didn’t work out at all, because he’s fucking Sasha like crazy up there right now!” Rulo barked back. “Goddammit! I swear if I don’t get my chance to be his pet bitch because of those witches coming after us, I’m going to show you just how smelly my ass can really get by shoving your whole head up into it!”

  “Please don’t hurt her,” Scay whined, holding Tabitha close and wrapping around her. “She just wanted to get paid. We both did. That’s all we wanted.”

  “Well neither of you are getting paid anymore,” Rulo retorted. “Dammit, Sasha isn’t the only one who’s fucked now because of you two!”

  “Keep your voices down,” Hollia hushed. “My knight and Sasha still haven’t noticed us down here. The last thing we need to add to our list of troubles is disturbing their time together. If we did I don’t know which would be more furious with us, and I don’t wish to find out.”

  “Aren’t they going to be pleasantly surprised to hear what we have to tell them afterwards,” Forrus dryly said with a dull glare at Tabitha.

  “We’re sorry,” Scay whimpered. “We just wanted to make some money. That’s all. Please don’t be mad at us.”

  “Too late,” Rulo snorted, struggling with the notion of smashing the naga and neko under her hammer for a moment before she stomped off while waving the heavy weapon around in a fit. Scay kept Tabitha held close as the neko was sobbing in despair into her breasts, the naga gently petting her head as she tried not to cry herself.

  As Rulo slammed her hammer into the ground and kicked dirt around with muttered obscenities, Mika turned her eye back towards the hilltop where her sire was mating with Sasha. All fell quiet around them as the reptile girl’s cries of passion continued to ring into the air as she was savagely taken by her beloved master.

  “Well,” the sorceress finally spoke up. “While we wait for my sire to finish with Sasha and hope the witches don’t hear about any of this, there’s still something else we need to sort out in the meantime.”

  She turned around to face Minos, the minotaur glancing down to her then the other girls who all slowly turned their focus onto her as well.

  “That centaur who attacked us,” Mika cautiously said. “The one who murdered Vale, broke my sire’s sword, and threatened all of us; she came here looking for you, didn’t she?”

  “That’s right,” Hollia realized. “All of this is her fault. She brought that demon down upon us by leading her here.”

  “I’m happy my master isn’t bound by that stupid holy weapon anymore,” Rulo said with a sharp eye on the minotaur. “I’m as thrilled about that as Sasha is right now. But the rest of this shit that we’re dealing with I could have done without.”

  “That’s right, it’s her fault,” Tabitha desperately accused. “Everything was going to be fine until she showed up and caused this whole mess! She ruined everything for me!”

  Saffron eyed over the minotaur while gently toiling her bombstick around in her hand, her antennae twitching slightly as she appeared to be sizing up the giant like she would a boulder she was tasked with blowing up.

  “Who was that strange centaur anyway?” Forrus questioned. “The one named Cataclysm, where did she come from? And where did you? What sort of trouble have you brought here in your wake?”

  Minos looked back towards the large grassy knoll ahead of her then down at the girls as they gathered closer to her with clear looks of umbrage.

  “Start explaining,” Mika ordered, a black and crimson light now arcing around her free hand as she gripped her sword in the other. “We’ve already made enemies with a group of monsters that need dealing with, we don’t have time to spare for more lining up alongside them. Just who the hell are you, and who are those you call Ancients?”

  Chapter 9

  The Handler and the Weapon

  In the world of Eden there were always predators and prey. A big example was how monsters preyed upon humanity. The majority of lustful creatures sought out potential victims not to love or woo, but instead rape and possibly eat in order to survive and breed. This wasn’t to say all were malicious or had evil intent, rather they were forced into the role of being predators simply because they had no other choice. Of course there were those who relished and found no guilt in the deadly means they chose to get what they wanted from others.

  In some cases, the prospect of harming someone was what they lived for.

  *****

  Within their roomy bedchamber Daniel stood before the large mirrors his mates so often used during the day. From dressing themselves in the morning, straightening their apparel or styling their hair during the day or after a torrid lovemaking session with their man, or comparing breast sizes with each other in somewhat friendly conducts before Kroanette always ended their ‘discussion’ without contest; the mirrors and cushioned seat before them were largely for the girls in the family and not the guy living with them. Though Daniel always made sure to dress properly and remain in a presentable manner, he rarely spent any time on the other side of the reflective glass for as long as they had lived in Twilight’s enchanted study.

  But today he found himself amazed at seeing his reflection standing before him. A flowing cape draped over his back, sword and scabbard resting against his hip, glimmering shield holstered on his arm, and a face that seemed familiar yet so different now. The curious and carefree Daniel Sorres who left Edgewood on an optimistic quest into the world wasn’t who was looking back at him. Instead, he saw eyes that held newfound wisdom earned delicately and harshly during his travels. His hand that rested on the handle of the weapon he had, no longer possessing any hesitation towards challenging danger as it once did when he first held a simple dagger towards potential enemies on his first day in The Outerlands. His build that, while not quite ripping with muscle and masculine power, still showed noticeable growth compared to the young man that took those initial steps outside his village walls into an uncertain world.

  And not just that, as something else caught his attention that he was astonished to see firsthand. It wasn’t how he donned the clothing of a journeyman seasoned in the ways of the real world outside of Edgewood’s protective ramparts. It wasn’t the realization that the man standing before him was a loving mate and even a father to monstergirls who he had found in the world to be his new family. It was something that shocked him most profoundly and also quite unnecessarily seeing as it was the most prominent thing he noticed about himself.

  “
After everything I’ve been through,” Daniel marveled in disbelief. “Everything I’ve overcome, everything I’ve faced, everything I’ve done. After becoming a mate to so many women and coming so far on my quest… after becoming a knight for my family and even a hero to the elves of Green Haven… even after all that…”

  He paused for a moment, holding in his frustrations rather well before he finally groaned in exasperation as he held a hand to his smooth, hairless chin.

  “I still can’t grow a beard?” he tiresomely complained. “Are you kidding me? Why won’t it come out yet? I’ve surely become a real man in this world worthy of at least some stubble now. For crying out loud, I have sex with so many beautiful women, I’m traveling the world in an enchanted chateau, and I slayed a legendary Darker One by summoning a sword from the depths of the ether itself. So why can’t I grow a simple beard like every man in this world can? This is so unfair!”

  With a disgruntled sigh he averted his eyes from the completely bald chin he was apparently cursed to have his whole life and instead looked down to the magically crafted armaments he had. Admiring the lightweight shield and sturdy feel of the sword in his hand, Daniel slowly eased his mind from the burden of being a beardless man and returned to a more pleasant notion that he often reminded himself of.

  “Still, I suppose I can’t complain too much,” he reasoned with a small shrug. “I may not have acquired facial hair on this journey, but I’ve certainly attained much more instead. A wonderful family, precious memories, a future I never thought I could have, and the strength to fight for and protect those I hold dear. It’s not just Eden I’m out here to save anymore…”

  A warm smile came to his face as he turned his gaze over towards the bed, where a lone harpy was lying atop the covers that he walked over to better view with a loving twinkle in his eye. Her wings were spread out at her sides, her legs neatly laying together with her toes curled in slightly, her large bosom gently lifting and lowering from quiet breathing, and her bangs that were parted to show closed eyes as she slept peacefully before her man.