Fan Fiction ❯ Demon in Disguise: On Tamaran ❯ Chapter 5
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Chapter 5
The black-haired Kalista walked to her quarters. 'I gotta get Raven out of my head.' She entered, and walked to her bed and sat in a meditative position upon it. She began trying to clear her mind but was unable to get the picture of Raven out of her head. "To Hell with this! Just checking on her can't hurt anything." Kalista then opened a small empathic link between Raven and herself, and what she sensed sickened her; Raven and Starfire were making love. She quickly terminated the link. 'I should be the one making love to Metrion, not Starfire.' she thought, as jealousy coursed through her like poison. Then an idea hit her. 'Wait, maybe I can!'
Kalista walked over to an easel in one corner of the room, picked up a canvas and began to paint. She was so absorbed in her work that she didn't even here the front door open. But she did however, feel the jab of a one needled object as it pierced her skin and embedded itself in her back.
"So you wanna fuck the demon, huh?" a blonde-haired blue-eyed girl asked, looking at Kalista's completed painting.. "Dunno why you would though, I mean she's really, really ugly. But I can make that happen, that is... if you'll do something for me."
"You're Terra?" Kalista asked the girl who had just spoken.
"Yeah, I am. So, you want my help or not?"
Kalista's mind screamed in protest, she knew she shouldn't trust this girl who had caused Metrion such physical and emotional pain, but she refused to listen to it. "Yeah. What'cha want in return?"
"Her life."
"What?" Kalista asked, not sure she had understood correctly.
"I wanna take the demon's life."
"Before or after I make love to her?"
"After." 'Christ! This girl's an idiot; almost as stupid as Starfire except this one uses contractions!' "You can do whatever you want with the demon, just as long as you don't kill her... that's my job."
"You've got yourself a deal, Terra." Kalista declared, extending one hand for the blonde to shake. "So, when's this gonna happen?"
"I'll let you know. We have to get Star out of the way." Terra then grasped the Euphoran's hand and shook it, sealing the deal that would soon change their lives forever.
"That felt wonderful," Raven sighed after she and Starfire had finished their multiple sessions of lovemaking. "You have very talented hands, Koriand'r."
"Thank you, Raven," the red-haired alien stopped speaking to gaze lovingly into the demon's face. "You do as well."
The two women then fell into a contented slumber in each other's arms, not knowing of the plan being brood only miles away.
The next day arrived and passed quickly. After the sun sank above Okaara, Raven of Azarath walked to the quarters of Equinox, where she was greeted by the ghost holding a strange looking stick in one semi-transparent hand.. "Uh... Equinox, what is that?" the sorceress gestured to the stick.
"A Gordanian pain stick." Equinox answered, before swinging the alien-made weapon at Raven, who was caught by surprise and hit the dust-covered floor. "Not good, Raven." Equinox raised the weapon for another strike, when it was surrounded by black energy and hurled violently away.
"Don't come any closer." the demon growled.
"Or what? You will kill me?" Equinox asked. "Oh wait, you cannot... I am already dead." Equinox floated over to a shelf, and retrieved a whip; with one inch barbs every three inches, and held it over Raven, preparing to strike.
Raven reached up and seized the whip in both hands and wrenched it from the spirit's grasp, several barbs sinking into her flesh. She then pulled her hands apart, wincing outwardly as the small pieces of metal tore out of her skin, leaving one inch holes in her palms and fingers. "What did you do that for?"
"I was testing you to see what you would do when faced with something you fear, and surprisingly, you passed. Now, let us go and tend to your wounds. Come with me." Equinox floated away, knowing that her student would follow.
And she did. Metrion followed her teacher into another room of the quarters, where she was directed to a cushion and sat upon it.
"I shall return momentarily." Equinox said, before floating off. She soon returned with a bowl of hydrogen peroxide. She wiped the blood away and gently dabbed at the wounds on Raven's hands with the hydrogen peroxide. Metrion winced at the cleansing liquid's onslaught of pain, but said nothing. Soon, once the wounds had been cleaned to Equinox's very high standards, she carefully wrapped a large piece of gauze around each of the sorceress' hands.
After the burning pain had subsided, Metrion looked around the room. Swords hung on the walls, wracks of knives and other sharp medal weapons were placed on the floor underneath the swords. Several shelves held various barbed whips, all different lengths, the barbs ranging in length from 1 inch to four inch pieces of metal. Several of the Gordanian pain sticks were laid in racks. Raven also noticed a battleax hanging beside a sword near the door. She then stared at the beautifully crafted sword next to the battleax, the hilt was scattered with red gemstones as well as the sheath which held it.
"Do you like the sword, Metrion?" Equinox asked, noticing her student's gaze. After Raven nodded Equinox continued. "I forged it myself, as I have all the other metal weapons in this room. "I made it especially for you."
"For me? Why?" Raven asked.
"Because I believe you need a weapon of your own other than your powers. You know how to fight with a sword, correct?"
"Does killing with a sword count?" Raven asked, looking down at the floor.
"Yes. I am assuming that while in Slade's captivity, he taught you how to use a sword?"
"Yes, Equinox, he did. Then he sent me out to kill with one." Metrion answered.
The ghost floated over and lifted the sheathed sword and handed it to Raven, who immediately took it and The sound of a sword being unsheathed was heard. The lights in the room gleamed off the shining silver one-sided blade which Raven held. The demon then stood, strapped the sheath to her belt, spun the sword in one hand and slid it cleanly and easily into its sheath. "Thank you."
"You are welcome." the ghost said before continuing. "Those gemstones on the sword and its sheath match the gemstone on your ajna chakra; I chose them for that reason."
"You know about chakras?" Raven asked.
"Yes, Metrion. I meditate as well." Equinox explained.
"But how were you able to forge a sword in only about twelve hours?" Raven asked.
"I am able to work quickly if needed."
"When did you learn to make weapons?" Raven asked.
"When I was a child my father owned a forgery. He taught me." Equinox began. "When I reached the age of twelve, the Tamaranean people lost interest in the way of the sword and my father lost his only source of income. My father was later given a proposition by the Gordanian slavers if he would give me over to them he would be paid handsomely. He didn't refuse there offer. I was sold into slavery. I was bought and sold six times before killing my master, and escaping to Okaara. I then began to attend the university. Soon after my graduation, the Warlords found out about my ability to forge weapons and hired me immediately. After my accidental suicide, I was unable to crossover to the afterlife, and remained here. Now I forge weapons for myself, and few people know of my existence." she finished.
"I'm sorry." Raven said.
"Do not be. Now it is getting late. Please return to your quarters. We will meet here again tomorrow." Equinox said.
Metrion stood and left Equinox's quarters, her sword sheathed at her waist. Converting /tmp/phplXs08G to /dev/stdout
Chapter 5
The black-haired Kalista walked to her quarters. 'I gotta get Raven out of my head.' She entered, and walked to her bed and sat in a meditative position upon it. She began trying to clear her mind but was unable to get the picture of Raven out of her head. "To Hell with this! Just checking on her can't hurt anything." Kalista then opened a small empathic link between Raven and herself, and what she sensed sickened her; Raven and Starfire were making love. She quickly terminated the link. 'I should be the one making love to Metrion, not Starfire.' she thought, as jealousy coursed through her like poison. Then an idea hit her. 'Wait, maybe I can!'
Kalista walked over to an easel in one corner of the room, picked up a canvas and began to paint. She was so absorbed in her work that she didn't even here the front door open. But she did however, feel the jab of a one needled object as it pierced her skin and embedded itself in her back.
"So you wanna fuck the demon, huh?" a blonde-haired blue-eyed girl asked, looking at Kalista's completed painting.. "Dunno why you would though, I mean she's really, really ugly. But I can make that happen, that is... if you'll do something for me."
"You're Terra?" Kalista asked the girl who had just spoken.
"Yeah, I am. So, you want my help or not?"
Kalista's mind screamed in protest, she knew she shouldn't trust this girl who had caused Metrion such physical and emotional pain, but she refused to listen to it. "Yeah. What'cha want in return?"
"Her life."
"What?" Kalista asked, not sure she had understood correctly.
"I wanna take the demon's life."
"Before or after I make love to her?"
"After." 'Christ! This girl's an idiot; almost as stupid as Starfire except this one uses contractions!' "You can do whatever you want with the demon, just as long as you don't kill her... that's my job."
"You've got yourself a deal, Terra." Kalista declared, extending one hand for the blonde to shake. "So, when's this gonna happen?"
"I'll let you know. We have to get Star out of the way." Terra then grasped the Euphoran's hand and shook it, sealing the deal that would soon change their lives forever.
"That felt wonderful," Raven sighed after she and Starfire had finished their multiple sessions of lovemaking. "You have very talented hands, Koriand'r."
"Thank you, Raven," the red-haired alien stopped speaking to gaze lovingly into the demon's face. "You do as well."
The two women then fell into a contented slumber in each other's arms, not knowing of the plan being brood only miles away.
The next day arrived and passed quickly. After the sun sank above Okaara, Raven of Azarath walked to the quarters of Equinox, where she was greeted by the ghost holding a strange looking stick in one semi-transparent hand.. "Uh... Equinox, what is that?" the sorceress gestured to the stick.
"A Gordanian pain stick." Equinox answered, before swinging the alien-made weapon at Raven, who was caught by surprise and hit the dust-covered floor. "Not good, Raven." Equinox raised the weapon for another strike, when it was surrounded by black energy and hurled violently away.
"Don't come any closer." the demon growled.
"Or what? You will kill me?" Equinox asked. "Oh wait, you cannot... I am already dead." Equinox floated over to a shelf, and retrieved a whip; with one inch barbs every three inches, and held it over Raven, preparing to strike.
Raven reached up and seized the whip in both hands and wrenched it from the spirit's grasp, several barbs sinking into her flesh. She then pulled her hands apart, wincing outwardly as the small pieces of metal tore out of her skin, leaving one inch holes in her palms and fingers. "What did you do that for?"
"I was testing you to see what you would do when faced with something you fear, and surprisingly, you passed. Now, let us go and tend to your wounds. Come with me." Equinox floated away, knowing that her student would follow.
And she did. Metrion followed her teacher into another room of the quarters, where she was directed to a cushion and sat upon it.
"I shall return momentarily." Equinox said, before floating off. She soon returned with a bowl of hydrogen peroxide. She wiped the blood away and gently dabbed at the wounds on Raven's hands with the hydrogen peroxide. Metrion winced at the cleansing liquid's onslaught of pain, but said nothing. Soon, once the wounds had been cleaned to Equinox's very high standards, she carefully wrapped a large piece of gauze around each of the sorceress' hands.
After the burning pain had subsided, Metrion looked around the room. Swords hung on the walls, wracks of knives and other sharp medal weapons were placed on the floor underneath the swords. Several shelves held various barbed whips, all different lengths, the barbs ranging in length from 1 inch to four inch pieces of metal. Several of the Gordanian pain sticks were laid in racks. Raven also noticed a battleax hanging beside a sword near the door. She then stared at the beautifully crafted sword next to the battleax, the hilt was scattered with red gemstones as well as the sheath which held it.
"Do you like the sword, Metrion?" Equinox asked, noticing her student's gaze. After Raven nodded Equinox continued. "I forged it myself, as I have all the other metal weapons in this room. "I made it especially for you."
"For me? Why?" Raven asked.
"Because I believe you need a weapon of your own other than your powers. You know how to fight with a sword, correct?"
"Does killing with a sword count?" Raven asked, looking down at the floor.
"Yes. I am assuming that while in Slade's captivity, he taught you how to use a sword?"
"Yes, Equinox, he did. Then he sent me out to kill with one." Metrion answered.
The ghost floated over and lifted the sheathed sword and handed it to Raven, who immediately took it and The sound of a sword being unsheathed was heard. The lights in the room gleamed off the shining silver one-sided blade which Raven held. The demon then stood, strapped the sheath to her belt, spun the sword in one hand and slid it cleanly and easily into its sheath. "Thank you."
"You are welcome." the ghost said before continuing. "Those gemstones on the sword and its sheath match the gemstone on your ajna chakra; I chose them for that reason."
"You know about chakras?" Raven asked.
"Yes, Metrion. I meditate as well." Equinox explained.
"But how were you able to forge a sword in only about twelve hours?" Raven asked.
"I am able to work quickly if needed."
"When did you learn to make weapons?" Raven asked.
"When I was a child my father owned a forgery. He taught me." Equinox began. "When I reached the age of twelve, the Tamaranean people lost interest in the way of the sword and my father lost his only source of income. My father was later given a proposition by the Gordanian slavers if he would give me over to them he would be paid handsomely. He didn't refuse there offer. I was sold into slavery. I was bought and sold six times before killing my master, and escaping to Okaara. I then began to attend the university. Soon after my graduation, the Warlords found out about my ability to forge weapons and hired me immediately. After my accidental suicide, I was unable to crossover to the afterlife, and remained here. Now I forge weapons for myself, and few people know of my existence." she finished.
"I'm sorry." Raven said.
"Do not be. Now it is getting late. Please return to your quarters. We will meet here again tomorrow." Equinox said.
Metrion stood and left Equinox's quarters, her sword sheathed at her waist. Converting /tmp/phplXs08G to /dev/stdout